331 The Past Of The Demon Nuns
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After we finished eating, the children had their fill, many of them went to rest while a few stayed playing around. I began to see through them using the Heavenly Sight Skill and realized that most of the children were between three to six years old. Children as old as Mist were rare, as she was near our age, while Celeste was way past ten, but her size was still rather small, she was kind of a midget.
After this was done, the adults and the nuns sat down over the clean table to speak while drinking some tea. Although Lucia couldn’t speak, she knew how to use sign language and used it sometimes. My mother knew sign language, so she was able to understand her alongside Mary. Furoh had already gone back to my Soul Scape to rest after eating, but he was still a hot topic of conversation.
“Mary, do you know more about the tribe of Furoh?” Wondered my mother, as she seemed rather interested.
“I do… slightly.” Said Mary. “I remember seeing them long ago. They were called Mimics, a tribe that is usually not together, their members are always separated, hiding in their burrows or pretending to be things, some hide inside hollow trees to capture prey, others go into dungeons and pretend to be treasure chests… They didn’t had a good reputation even with other demons, sadly. B-But I am sure that Furoh is a good person, i-if he made a pact and became a familiar… I dislike discriminating people based in their tribe… It is not something that my tribe taught me.”
“I see…” I said with a slight smile. “I wish we could one day met more of the tribe of Furoh, I kind of want him to have a family or something… I want him to be happy honestly, he had suffered a lot.”
Mary and Lucia noticed my words as they smiled rather sweetly.
“Y-You’re a good girl, Sylphy…” Said Mary.
Lucia nodded after Mary’s words.
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“Now… to adress the elephant in the room, I want to learn more about you girls.” Sighed my mother. “You can also ask us about ourselves. We cannot reveal everything about us, but we also want you to trust us.” She was incredibly direct, but then again, my mother had never been those women that is shy about talking out serious things, and most of the time, she was incredibly direct, often time bordering as rude. But I guess the pride of an elf makes her this way, especially one that actually is part of a royal family.
“Us?” Wondered Mary rather shyly.
“Sorry if she sounded like she was interrogating you…” Sighed my father. “My wife sometimes has problems addressing serious things, by getting incredibly serious. Anyways, I’ll break the mold right away. Name’s Allan, this is Faylen, Nepheline, Shade, Ninhursag.” Said my father. The names of the heroes were not spread out, only their titles, so nobody really recognized them for who they truly were.
“We are part of a caravan that is leading a big tribe of Amazon to another continent, we are moving from the Amazon Jungles all the way to the shores of the continent, so it has taken a while, in our travels we found this town which we wanted to visit, and here we are… If it wasn’t for my little daughter, we wouldn’t had found Mist.” He said.
“Amazon! That tribe of humans?” Wondered Mary. “S-So Nepheline and Aquarina are Amazons then? But you… the rest are not?”
“We are good friends, we simply wanted to help them, our families are interconnected through strong ties, so we are like one big family at times.” Said Nepheline.
“Indeed, we are all S-Rank Adventurers by the way, but I am guessing Celeste told you this beforehand, right?” Asked Shade.
“Y-Yes, she did… We are very grateful for your help…” Said Mary. “A-And well, I suppose we can introduce ourselves a bit more, as you seem to be concerned about our scars, right?”
“Sorry, we didn’t mean to be rude so we didn’t say it up front…” Said my father.
“But yes, we are… very concerned about you and Lucia, and the other children… These scars… and the history of this town, are they intertwined together? Can you tell us more about this?” Asked my mother as politely as possible, though her stiff expression was still slightly intimidating.
“Sigh…” Mary sighed, as she looked at her own hands, scarred through burns.
Celeste who was close by quickly intervened.
“It is more complicated than you think. Although I came here later than the two nuns, I know what they went through and I partially helped them get through many difficulties… I don’t know if this can be something they can easily talk about as if it were an evening conversation.” Said Celeste. “I think you guys should learn some common sense-”
“Celeste don’t be insolent with these people!” Said Mary, quickly changing her expression. Her red skin suddenly glowed brighter, and so did her eyes. “Don’t talk like this to them, be more polite, please…”
“Ugh…” Celeste seemed slightly annoyed, but seemed to be willing to go with Mary’s suggestion.
“I will tell you a bit…” Sighed Mary. “It has been years since then, but you know about the war of demons between humans, right? Well, Lucia and I… we are survivors of that tragedy. When the war still ongoing, the demon continent had sent a large army of warriors and soldiers, the demon king had grown slightly worried about lack of soldiers, so he ended paying many commoners to become warriors and fight for the demons… We ended agreeing with my tribe because we wanted to fight to protect our homes. We were obviously lied by the higher ups, we were sent into this continent against our will and… well, we lost more easily than we could have ever imagined.”
Lucia seemed to nod slowly, as she drank a bit of tea, she lacked a tongue to talk properly, but was able to eat and drink food just fine, they had probably cut a large part of it though.
“The demons sent to this continent…” My father said. “They indeed were defeated easily. I don’t know what the Demon King was thinking back then… He was probably becoming desperate and thought he could surprise us.”
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