Chapter 10 really is a flower fairy! We're saved!
Shu Xin thought for a moment and comforted him, "The Shattering Magic requires a high level of skill from the caster, which is why it's a forbidden spell. Don't worry, you saw when I cast a large-scale spell, and nothing went wrong. If you're still worried, we can make more flour at once, so we won't have to use the Shattering Magic so often."
Nono hesitated for a moment, but eventually nodded silently.
Then Shu Xin went downstairs with Nuonuo Li—she wanted to see what state the flower fairy slaves were in after the wheat seeds were distributed.
Stepping out of the Flower Castle, as evening fell, all that could be seen were rolling clouds and the warm glow of the golden-orange sunset, which illuminated the dusty flower fairy slaves flying around in the distance, making them sparkle and shimmer.
Pompom was flying among the glittering lights, carrying a vine in his hand and bathed in the glow of the setting sun. Under the golden-orange sunlight, the red-haired fairy was surrounded by the swirling sparkles, a scene both fantastical and beautiful.
Unfortunately, the flower fairy's eyesight was too good. Even from such a distance, Shu Xin could still clearly see the bloodstains on Peng Peng An's vine.
Shu Xin felt a dull ache in her temples.
Upon turning around and seeing Shu Xin, Peng Peng'an immediately came to greet her: "Your Highness!"
Shu Xin took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and tried to speak calmly: "Peng Peng An, this territory belongs to me now, doesn't it?"
The red-haired fairy nodded without hesitation: "Of course, sir!"
“Those slaves belong to me too, right?” Shu Xin reached out and pointed to the glittering creatures that had all huddled together in the distance because they had discovered the Flower Fairy: “Then I think you need to ask for my opinion before dealing with them, right, Peng Peng An?”
Pengpeng'an was somewhat confused: "Of course, Your Highness, I certainly—" He belatedly realized that Shuxin's gaze was on his rattan whip, and he snapped out of his daze. His eyes instantly reddened, filled with guilt and self-reproach, and he stammered, "I'm sorry, Your Highness! I, it was me—"
The incomparably noble and holy flower fairy looked at him gently: "I don't mean to blame you, Pengpeng'an. I know your loyalty. It must be that those slaves did something wrong that you punished them."
A troubled expression appeared on the flower fairy's beautiful face. Pengpeng'an felt his heart breaking as he heard his princess say this:
“I want to purify the curse of the land of sin, Peng Peng’an. You have followed me all the way here, and I cannot lose you. Here, I can only rely on you and Nonoli. I cannot use you to purify the curse, so I need to use these slaves. Please take good care of them for me, okay, Peng Peng’an?”
Pengpeng'an's red eyes seemed to burn with flames: "Yes, sir!"
Shu Xin breathed a sigh of relief. She smiled and said, "Bring the wounded slaves to me, Peng Peng An. I'll treat their wounds. The bitter wheat needs to be planted properly."
Watching Pengpeng An fly away, Shu Xin turned to look at Nuonuo Li, whose eyes were filled with complicated emotions, and asked, "Are slaves born looking like that? Their eyes and hair look very strange."
Nono shook her head, then nodded, and explained, "These slaves are cursed in the Land of Sin, which is why their hair and eyes have turned this strange color. But whether here or outside, slaves are always this tiny from birth to death."
Shu Xin: ... She didn't really believe in curses or anything like that. She just felt that these little things were dirty and that color.
Flower fairies have the ability to clean themselves, but how can a flower fairy who has become a slave maintain her ability to clean herself when she can't even get food?
There's also the issue of body shape, which shouldn't be thought about too much. Shu Xin continued, "What if a flower fairy suddenly went from being a commoner to a slave? Would she also turn into this?"
Nonori nodded again: "Yes, sir, not only will they become shorter and smaller, but they will also lose their strength. Just like Pompon, he can use magic now, but if he becomes a slave, he won't be able to use magic anymore."
Pengpengan, who had just flown back with several wounded slaves, overheard this and glared at them angrily: "You're the one who'll become a slave!"
Nono casually looked away: "What are those people over there doing?"
Shu Xin first reached out and took several injured flower fairy slaves, carefully cradling the tiny, wobbly creatures in her palm. She gently cast a healing spell, and only after watching them close their eyes and fall asleep did she look up at them.
The flower fairy's eyesight was truly exceptional. Even though the flower fairy slaves were extremely small and at such a great distance, Shu Xin could still see their movements clearly.
Without Peng Peng'an's supervision, several slaves stopped digging holes in the ground. They picked up grains of wheat, which were many times larger than their bodies, and licked them again and again with great eagerness and great care.
Shu Xin: ...Sigh, isn't it bitter? That's bitter wheat.
It's really heartbreaking to see.
When Shu Xin heard Nonoli say that only bitter wheat could be grown, she wondered what these slaves ate to survive.
This is a magical world, a sinful land devoid of magic, where perhaps nothing grows. The flower fairy slaves, who can't even get grass roots or tree bark, must be eating stones and sand, right?
One of the slaves was so hungry that he licked the wheat seeds, grabbed a handful of soil from the hole he had dug, and started chewing it. Shu Xin couldn't bear to watch any longer.
They actually survived by eating stones and sand!
Flower fairies have incredibly strong digestive abilities, so strong that they don't even need to excrete. But what if they ate stones and dirt? Their self-cleaning abilities would probably be destroyed that way...
Peng Peng'an turned around and saw the slaves' little tricks. He was furious and raised his cane to go over, but Shu Xin quickly changed the subject: "Peng Peng'an, we came out to tell you some good news!"
Shu Xin knew very well that in the eyes of the nobles Peng Peng'an and Nuonuo, the slaves were just objects, and very worthless ones at that. If she directly stopped them, given Peng Peng'an's apparent lack of intelligence and blind devotion to her, Shu Xin was worried that Peng Peng'an would turn his anger on the slaves—it was safer to just lead them away.
"Good news?" The red-haired flower fairy's attention was immediately drawn: "What good news?"
Nonori smiled proudly: "Your Highness has turned bitter wheat into sweet powder!"
Shu Xin: "...Actually, you can call it flour too."
The tall, imposing nobles had gone far away, and only then did the slaves dare to raise their heads and glance at their backs—surrounded by two flower fairy nobles, the flower fairy's figure seemed as majestic as a god, and her long hair and wings shone like a miracle under the sunlight.
The drab slaves, huddled together, began to whisper excitedly:
"It really is the Flower Fairy! The Flower Fairy even held little Ananna and the others in her palm!"
"I saw it! I saw it! The Flower Fairy healed their wounds!"
"By the Goddess of Flowers, the Flower Fairy has truly come to cleanse the curse! We are saved!"
The flower fairy herself didn't believe there was any curse on this place at all—
As Shu Xin walked towards the terrace, she seriously considered the possibility of letting the slaves take a bath together.
There were three flower fairy slaves who were whipped and injured. Among these three flower fairies who were already very small, there was one who was even smaller.
Shu Xin: It's quite easy to tell which one is the cub...
She simply tried casting a cleaning spell on the three dusty flower fairies, and they visibly became clean again—they really were as dirty as gray!
However, compared to taking a bath together, Shu Xin would rather the flower fairies eat first. She didn't need to ask for too much; a meal cooked in a large pot would be fine. But was there a large pot here? And bowls? The slaves certainly didn't have bowls!
Oh, and clothes too—
Looking down at her own elaborate and ornate tulle skirt, and then at the well-tailored vests and trousers of Pengpeng'an and Nuonuoli, Shuxin asked, "Why aren't the slaves dressed?"
After asking the question, Shu Xin paused for a moment, as if she had said something pointless.
Peng Peng'an was taken aback by the question: "Huh? Slaves don't wear clothes?"
"I mean, why aren't you wearing clothes?" Shu Xin explained, "Is it because you can't afford clothes, aren't allowed to wear clothes, or simply don't have any clothes to wear?"
Nono thought for a moment and replied, "Neither, Your Highness, it's because of the magic tree."
Peng Pengan snapped out of his daze and nodded quickly: "That's right, that's right, the magic tree has never given clothes to inferior slaves."
Shu Xin: ? ? ?
What does this mean? Is it what she understands it to mean? The Tree of Life can grow not only houses, but also clothes?
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