This woman is completely different from the delicate daughters of the Red Leaf Academy, she has rough skin, not only is she missing a front tooth, but she also has many tiny scars on her face, and she looks like a person who has suffered a hard life.

Kali grabbed her and didn't let her kneel, "What is this for?"

"Little ...... The villain has always admired Kali-sama, and when he is summoned by Kali-sama, the villain is terrified......" she stammered, her head covered with sweat.

"Don't be so restrained, since we're here, we're all our own people. Kali smiled, "In this foreign land, we must join forces to exterminate the evil Asura clan, and in order to achieve this goal, I still need your support." ”

"Villain...... The villain will do his best to break his bones for Kali-sama, and he will never give up!" she said excitedly.

Kali led her into the living room and said, "I remember...... You're Bengali, right?"

"Yes, the villain's name is Rafe......"

"Rafi is your previous name, but I hope you will have another name in the future - Murojianto, God of War Murojianto, I think. You are the reincarnation of Murikenta. Kali interrupted her.

"Yes...... But ...... "Rafi was honestly afraid, of course she knew what a great god Murjandra was, and she did not dare to think that she would become the reincarnation of Murjandra in any way.

"There's nothing wrong with you, you're Murojianta!" Kali accentuated, "Are you questioning my judgment?"

"No! the villain wouldn't dare!" Rafe hung his head in horror, not daring to make eye contact with Kali.

She was dressed in a simple blue background and white dotted cotton saree, wrapped in a turban of the same color, wearing cloth shoes on her feet, and carrying a large suitcase.

It can be seen from this outfit that her financial situation is not very good.

Kali stared at her hands, which made Rafe even more uneasy, and glanced at Kali's slender, white and red hands, ashamed to hide them behind her.

Kali took her hand and held it up to her eyes to take a closer look.

Her fingers are quite rough, the skin on the back of her hand has several cracks, and there are old scars on her fingers, palms, backs, and wrists, which are all traces left by farm work.

What worries Kali even more is that she has thick calluses on the inside of the knuckles of her right index and middle fingers, as well as the position of the tiger's mouth on her left hand.

Her palms faintly smelled of grass and salty fish, and except for the size, they were no different from a man's palms.

"What are you doing back home?" asked Kali.

"Seed ...... Farming, fishing. She replied embarrassedly.

"What do you fish?"

"Bow ...... Bow and arrow. ”

"Shoot a fish with a bow and arrow?"

"Hmmm......"

Kali put down her hand and promised, "You will never have to farm and fish again." ”

Her eyes burned with longing and hope.

Rafai grew up in a small fishing village on the northeastern coast of the South Asian subcontinent and, as she claims, grew up farming and fishing for a living. She was born into a large family, she is the eldest daughter, and there are five younger siblings below.

She barely went to school, and from a very young age, she began to help her parents with farm work and take care of her younger siblings, and there was endless work every day, starting from waking up in the morning and working until it was dark at night, taking care of her younger siblings to sleep, and then it was her turn to sleep, all she did was to make the whole family have enough to eat, live better, or at least not starve to death.

She didn't complain, because her fate was like this, it must be because she didn't cultivate good fortune in her previous life, and she had to suffer and atone for her sins in this life, and Brahma didn't reincarnate her as an animal, which already made her grateful.

South Asia suffers from frequent disasters, such as last year's drought, this year's floods, next year's locust plague, and the following year's turmoil.

Faced with her skeletal brother and sister, she had to starve to death just by digging through the soil, so she found a way to find food from the sea.

The nearby coast is full of rocks, and she often climbs the steep reefs to pick up clams and crabs, and it is not uncommon for her fingers to be pinched by crabs or stung by some fierce insects.

Clams and crabs don't have much meat, and this kind of seafood is not worth much on the seaside, and if you want to feed a family, you still have to fish, two or three big fish are enough for a family to eat, but her family has no fishing boats, and she can't go to sea, and she has not been to school much She once saw someone shooting fish with a bow and arrow on someone else's TV, so she made a pair of earthen bows and arrows with willow branches and rubber bands, and tried to shoot fish from the reef.

At that time, she was very young, and she was about ten years old when she first tried to shoot fish, and ordinary children of this age were still playing wildly, but she picked up the burden of life early.

The sea is high and the waves are strong, and she is thin and barefoot standing on the slippery reef, and a gust of wind blows is a stumbling wave, and a wave hits and knocks her directly into the sea.

The front tooth she lacked was knocked on the reef when she fell into the sea, and it was broken directly, and the blood flowed at that time, and the pain pierced her heart, but she didn't even say a word, she heard that the salt in the sea can be disinfected, and she rinsed her mouth with a mouthful of seawater, and almost fainted her.

She endured the intense burning pain, spit out the red water after a few seconds, gritted her teeth and climbed up the reef again, and continued to try to shoot fish.

It's okay to have one less front tooth, but if you can't catch a fish, with the few clams and crabs in the bamboo basket, your younger siblings may be hungry tomorrow.

After several days of trying, countless times to shoot the wooden arrow into the air, and then jumping into the sea to pick up the wooden arrow and continue shooting, she slowly found some tricks - she did not learn the principle of optical refraction, but through practice she found that the position of the fish seen on the sea surface is not the real position of the fish, but there is a distance difference, how far the difference, depending on the angle of sight and the depth of the fish from the water.

Slowly, she began to be able to shoot fish - shooting, not necessarily equal to shooting, especially the slightly larger and fatter fish, sometimes after being hit by the arrow, did not die on the spot, frightened and accelerated to escape with all her might, and died in the farther sea with the wooden arrow, not only did she not get the fish, but even the wooden arrow was lost.

She knew that it was because her bow and arrow were not strong enough.

When an arrow enters the water, it is resisted by the water, and its speed and strength drop dramatically.

So she begged the carpenter in the fishing village to make her a slightly more decent bow, and to replace the bowstring with a more elastic rubber band, at the cost of giving half of the fish caught in the next half month to the carpenter.

She used her slender arms like hemp rods to round and tighten the bowstring again and again, this is not scientific, this has exceeded the limit of her strength, and it is not strength and physical strength that supports her to pull the bow, but her will.

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