William and his group stayed in the Crimson Emissaries tribe for three days, and every early morning, they heard strange and awkward “A…B…C…” sounds coming from various stone houses.
This was Moros teaching the tribespeople a new language… starting right from the alphabet.
William hadn’t expected Moros to personally teach these primitive tribespeople.
Teaching someone a new language is extremely difficult, but Moros showed extraordinary patience in this endeavor.
Moros did not reveal Luna and Erebus’s identities to the people of the tribe, and these people couldn’t recognize that Luna and her companions were Shapeshifters.
Over the days, the tribe’s children often came to play with Luna and Erebus.
At first, Luna and Erebus were reluctant to talk to them, but then a little girl named Freya would occasionally bring them wild fruits, leaving them from a distance and watching them.
That look in her eyes…
How to describe it?
It was as if she wanted to play with them but was too shy to come closer, a timidness that was endearing.
After two days of this, Luna finally coldly beckoned to her with a finger.
When Freya approached, Luna handed her a bright and beautiful feather.
Previously, Luna would have treasured her fallen feathers, but recently she had cried while plucking them to exchange for two Dragon Heart Pills.
Now, her willingness to give Freya one of her feathers meant she had accepted her.
Freya, holding Luna’s feather, blushed and stammered out the language taught by Moros: “Tha… thank…”
Luna, still aloof, spoke in the tribe’s language: “If you’re ever in danger, use this feather. It can save your life.”
Freya’s wide eyes sparkled with astonishment, “You speak our tribe’s language?”
Luna rolled her eyes, “Is it that hard?”
Freya, nodding excitedly, said, “Not hard at all! What’s your name? The language those other people speak is too difficult to learn.”
Luna grumbled, “That’s because you’re slow!”
Freya wasn’t offended but instead happily replied, “Right! How did you know? They always say I’m slow too.”
Luna couldn’t understand why someone would be happy about being called slow.
Shouldn’t she be upset?
William had been watching all along, saying nothing at first. Only after Freya left did he smile at Luna and say, “Aren’t you supposed to hate these people protected by the deity of witchcraft?”
Luna remained silent for a while before responding, “She’s just a child, who knows what her beliefs will be in the future.”
She sounded so reasonable!
William just smiled. It seemed that reconciliation between the deity of witchcraft and the Shapeshifters might not be impossible after all.
After all, there are only twelve deity of witchcraft left now, and the other tribe members protected by them are innocent.
If Moros really went out to promote witchcraft to the world, and more people learned it, spreading the idea of saving humanity, witchcraft might indeed develop further.
After three days, Moros’s teaching was almost complete. When William was preparing to leave, Moros expressed his desire to accompany him.
The tribe had already learned the language well enough, so his departure wouldn’t impact them.
Moros was a wise man; he clearly understood William’s strength. Seeing the two Shapeshifter children with William, and how well William treated them, how could he not be concerned?
If he didn’t accompany William, and those shameless Shapeshifters ingratiated themselves with him, what would become of their primitive tribe when the three thousand parallel dimensions descended?
“Mr. Johnson, rest assured, I am now familiar with the laws of the outside world. I promise to behave and abide by the rules once I go out, and I definitely won’t cause any trouble!” Moros does have a sense of responsibility.
After going out, he will surely continue to live following William’s lead.
William had already agreed to let Moros go out and spread his ideas of saving humanity.
If Soulmancer schools and organizations could recruit apprentices, why couldn’t Moros?
Although Moros was only a reincarnation with a portion of his power and soul, he was still a deity of witchcraft. Teaching various witchcraft theories to ordinary people was certainly within his capabilities.
Before leaving, Moros brought many magical herbs from the mountains and followed William out of the cave.
Moros didn’t take a plane,after William told him the location of his house, Moros teleported there instantly.
William also warned, “I have a Shapeshifter in my yard. Don’t touch it. Also, once you’re in the yard, don’t wander around and scare people.”
When William returned to his yard, he saw Sable in the form of a small dog. Moros was dressed in a suit and tie, his hair meticulously combed, looking affable and kind as he helped Amy feed the rabbits.
“I’m overjoyed that You’ve finally come back!” As William entered the yard, Amy rushed up and hugged his leg. “This gentleman is amazing; he can perform magic.”
William patted Amy’s head and then looked at Moros with a smile, “Is that so?”
Moros felt a chill run down his spine and quickly said, “Mr. Johnson, I didn’t do anything to her!”
Of course, William had noticed. Otherwise…
Moros might not have had the chance to speak anymore.
Amy, holding William’s finger, led him to Moros and said, “This gentleman can make carrots appear out of thin air!”
Was this Moros’s magic trick?
In front of William, Moros somewhat awkwardly produced another carrot and handed it to Amy.
“Wow!” Amy exclaimed excitedly, looking at William, “How about that, isn’t it amazing?”
“Amazing!” William nodded.
Amy played in William’s yard until it was time for dinner. Hearing Maria call her name, she then bounced away.
“Goodbye! I’m off to eat.” .
Once Amy left, Moros cautiously asked, “Mr. Johnson, was that girl your sister?”
William asked, “What are you planning?”
Moros quickly waved his hands, “Nothing! Nothing at all!”
William, of course, knew what Moros was thinking. He probably wanted Amy to learn witchcraft!
But he dared not say it!
Because Amy, having spent a lot of time at William’s house and often eating there, had undergone some physical changes. If she were to learn witchcraft, she would undoubtedly achieve great things.
If Moros had directly answered William’s earlier question by expressing his desire to take Amy as an apprentice, William would not have objected.
He would have simply asked Amy if she was willing.
Unfortunately, Moros dared not voice this thought.
Amy’s happy expression when she first saw William return, and the phrase “I’m overjoyed that you’ve finally come back!” she uttered, had already scared him.
William’s sister?!
That would mean she was a being as powerful as William. How could he dare to take Amy as an apprentice?
Do you think you can do whatever you want just because you don’t look appetizing?
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