Chapter 8 "Little Flying Insects" Little Lamb
Nonori and Pompon are distributing wheat seeds to the slaves.
Shu Xin's generous use of two magic gems completely dispelled Nuonuo's worries—it turns out that the princess, who is a flower fairy, really doesn't lack magic power!
She even generously unleashed spell after spell just to purify the air. Now, not only is the air cleaner, but the sky has also cleared up. This is the first time Nonori has seen the sun in all the years she has been in the Land of Sin!
If even a princess can be so extravagant as to waste magic gems on air, then by comparison, wasting wheat seeds on slaves doesn't seem so unacceptable.
Although he still couldn't understand why the princess wanted to distribute bitter wheat to the slaves to plant, Nonoli still made arrangements in an orderly manner. Whether it was opening the granary, setting aside enough reserve grain, or selecting wheat seeds for the slaves, he had to keep a close eye on everything, since it involved extremely precious food.
Peng Pengan quickly noticed Nuonuo's busy work and learned that the princess wanted to distribute bitter wheat to the slaves for cultivation. Without thinking, he offered to help.
In Pengpengan's view, his master came here with the great ideal of purifying the land of sin, and every move he made had a profound meaning. Although he did not quite understand how purifying the curse was related to the filthy slaves, the princess could not be wrong!
The summoned slaves huddled together in fear and trepidation. They had just learned that their new lord was none other than the legendary Flower Fairy, and that the Flower Fairy truly possessed the formidable power to move mountains and fill seas, just as the legends said.
The gale that seemed to blow from day to night, never to stop, was suddenly stopped. The stinging air that always made my nose and mouth ache was instantly replaced. The city walls that appeared in the distance looked even more beautiful than the magic tree. All these changes were brought about by the Flower Fairy, who had only arrived in the Land of Sin yesterday.
"These are the wheat seeds that the holy flower fairy, Princess Shushuxin, resolutely left the magic tree to purify the cursed land of sin," Pengpengan said loudly and passionately, "a gift of mercy and love to you!"
Although he had tried to convince himself to accept the princess's extravagant hobbies, Nonori still felt a pang of heartache at the thought of wasting precious food on slaves. With a stern face, he said coldly, "Each fairy shall receive two grains of wheat! They must hand over two ears of wheat during the harvest month!"
"Receive wheat seeds? What does that mean?" The slaves stared blankly at the two tall noblemen, hardly believing their ears.
In the silence, a soft, delicate child's voice rang out: "What if the wheat doesn't grow...?"
"Then you can all die! You can't even do this little thing right! You're just a waste of magic power!" Peng Peng'an's face darkened with displeasure. He raised his hand, and a thorny vine whistled out: "Then, I will personally collect magic power tax from you until the losses are replenished!"
*Smack!* The little slave who had just spoken was sent flying by a slap.
Retracting the vine, Pengpeng'an raised his voice: "Now come and collect your wheat seeds! Two grains per fairy! Don't take more! If you dare take more, I'll cut off your ears!"
The slaves cowered, terrified, yet had no choice but to grit their teeth and fly over.
"Anana!" Before he could cover his sister's mouth and tell her not to talk nonsense, Ananka was both angry and scared. He didn't care about anything else and quickly flew over, landed on the ground and helped his sister up.
The young flower fairy was trembling with pain. The thorns on the vines were sharp and long, and when they were lashed out, they pierced her body in a dense mass. When the adult stopped, they tore open her flesh, leaving a large, bloody wound.
Ananka gritted his teeth, turning to fly back, but his arm was grabbed—
"Brother! It must be Mom!" The flower fairy, whose voice was barely audible due to the pain, had exceptionally bright eyes: "I remember, Mom said that wheat leaves are delicious!"
"Didn't you hear me! If you can't grow it, then die!" Ananka growled. "I don't even know if you'll live to see tomorrow!"
"But brother, the wind has stopped, and mother hasn't come back. She must be sending the Flower Fairy over!" The little flower fairy said confidently, "With the Flower Fairy that mother is sending, brother, I won't die."
Ananka didn't believe his sister's nonsense, but he didn't want to just watch her die. He had even considered rushing over there. After being in the sun, he had more strength in his body. Even if he was beaten to death, he could bite off one of the nobleman's fingers before he died!
In the end, Ananka helped his sister fly up to wait for the wheat seeds. Anan was his only remaining family member. Every night when he went to sleep, he was afraid that Anan would close her eyes and never open them again. If the wheat seeds could be planted and survive, Anan would no longer have to eat clods of dirt.
Shu Xin walked out of the Flower Castle.
From afar, she saw four flower fairies with identical green hair and green eyes holding up a large leaf. The withered yellow leaf, which was enormous compared to the size of the flower fairies, was piled with a small mountain of gray-blue wheat grains. Pengpengan and Nuonoli stood guard on the left and right sides like gatekeepers.
In front of the two flower fairies was a large swarm of tiny black flying insects. Shu Xin was wondering where all these insects came from when she finally saw what they looked like, and her vision went black for a moment—
Those aren't tiny insects! They're all slaves of flower fairies!
Unlike the long-haired, multicolored flower fairy servants, the flower fairy slaves had bald heads, dull eyes, thin, bony hands and feet, and their entire exposed bodies had grayish skin. They were even about the size of mosquitoes.
Even so, they still looked beautiful. Their faces were so thin that they were almost unrecognizable, yet they stubbornly retained the inhuman beauty unique to elves—just like a lotus flower that is pure and elegant when in full bloom, and still beautiful in its spirit even after it has withered.
But they are not plants that wither this year and can bloom again next year.
Shu Xin felt horrified. She almost immediately connected the message conveyed by the Key of Life to the large-scale capture and modification of river elves by human magicians.
Without sufficient strength, beauty is a sin.
If the River Elves were truly born out of the love of the creator goddess Lefra, then what was that goddess thinking at the moment she created them?
He lovingly bestowed upon the river nymphs an appearance of excessive beauty and a character of excessive kindness that perfectly matched her appearance. Did He foresee that the river nymphs would eventually fall into such a state?
Xi said he had never heard of river spirits.
In the Kingdom of Garnar, including the original owner Shu Shuxin and the king, there are only eleven members of the royal family. In other words, there are only eleven magical creatures that can barely be considered river elves.
What exactly is the current situation of the River Elves and the Kingdom of Garnar...?
Shu Xin gazed at the flower fairy slaves in the distance, which looked like tiny flying insects, and felt a heavy weight in her heart.
The bluish-gray wheat grains were distributed, and the dark swarm of "little flying insects" gradually turned bluish-gray. Shu Xin gently exhaled and turned to walk back to the Flower Castle.
She'll talk to Nono and the others about the flour later. She needs to have a serious talk with Xi first; he definitely knows something.
Shu Xin pushed open Xi's room door, but didn't see anyone.
After breakfast today, Shu Xin took her subordinates to the rooftop to work. Xi said it was none of his business and he wanted to sleep, so Shu Xin let him go. But now Xi's room is empty, without a single person in sight.
Shu Xin thought for a moment, then went back to her bedroom to check. Although she still didn't see anyone, she did see a little lamb curled up and fast asleep on the bed.
A little lamb with curly, white, and soft fur.
The original owner knew nothing about succubi, and Shu Xin knew even less. Staring at the soft, white lamb on the bed, she began to doubt Xi's earlier statement—
Is he really an adult?
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