vrcanaries Chapter 39: Mr. Envoy?
Chapter 39: Mr. Envoy?
When Cheng An heard the answer in his mind come true, his eyes lit up.
The Ewekin clan? Hello, Ewekin clan!
Now she has a chance to go see little Kakavasia. She thought happily, and with her current strength, even if she can't win every battle, she should be able to at least protect a few people she likes and keep them alive!
"Okay." She agreed readily, "Please take me to your place!"
Although I don't know why this nobleman was so excited after hearing about the difficult conditions there, it should not be a bad thing at least if a powerful force is willing to stand on the same front with them temporarily.
When the leader heard that she readily agreed, they enthusiastically took her to where their people lived.
Almost everyone in this group was injured, and Cheng An had no medicine, so she was helpless. She couldn't fly with seven or eight people at once, so she could only walk slowly with them in the yellow sand.
Along the way, Cheng An fully experienced the local customs of the legendary Tsyganiya IV.
The scenery along the way was endless yellow sand, with occasional boulders and patches of cracked soil, which reminded her of when she first came to this world.
That afternoon, she was at a loss as to how to avoid the pursuit of the stinging insects and eventually fell into a sand pit. If Yinzhi hadn't saved her life, the yellow sand might have become her burial place.
Therefore, even though the vastness and magnificence of this place would give great spiritual shock to people who do not often see such scenery, for her, it was really a bit frightening.
But fortunately, the yellow sand road under my feet was different this time. People gradually appeared in front of me. Low tents and simple huts gathered here, bringing the unique sense of security of human civilization to passers-by.
When you walk into the small settlement, or village, there are people greeting you at the gate. Most of them are patrollers or women and children who come to welcome the people rescued by Cheng An back home.
"Here they come, they're back safely!"
Some children had sharp eyes and saw them from afar, and ran over with clear cheers.
Many people came forward, they also had the same haggard look, but their movements were brisk, each seeking the arms of their loved ones.
Cheng An felt so warm watching this that she almost wanted to act. She wanted to take out a handkerchief to wipe her eyes and make a tearful expression. But before she could act, she felt someone patting her shoulder.
Turning back, she saw an old man who was about the same height as her. Perhaps because of his inconvenient legs and feet, he walked slowly to her side.
"Mr. Messenger, are you the one who saved our people?" The old voice seemed to have completely lost its sound quality, but people could still barely understand what he said.
"It was indeed me who did it, but why did you call me 'Lord Messenger'?" It sounded like a missionary, please don't, she had no interest in doing this kind of work.
The old man smiled and nodded: "Great, that's great, the Mother Goddess has appeared, you must be the messenger sent by our God to save our people."
The old man seemed to have a lot of influence in this settlement. According to convention, he should be a "Lana" or "Chieftain" or something like that, because the people around him only heard one sentence from the old man, and expressions of sudden enlightenment appeared on their faces.
"I see, it turns out to be the messenger of the Mother Goddess. No wonder everyone returned safely this time!"
"The Mother Goddess is indeed blessing us."
"Mother Fingal didn't give up on her Ewekin child!"
The crowd instantly agreed with the old man's words. Joy and piety appeared on everyone's face. Some even wanted to bow on the spot to express their gratitude and loyalty.
"No, wait wait, I don't, I don't have it, stop talking nonsense!"
My family members, I can’t bear it. She is just an ordinary person. If you brothers, sisters, uncles and aunts give her such big gifts, her life will be shortened!
Cheng An quickly moved to the side, avoiding the direction in which those people were saluting.
She gave the old man a shocked look and shook her head wildly.
"How is it possible! I saw it with my own eyes. You fell from the sky. You didn't drive what they call a 'spaceship' like those people in black clothes." A young man among the people she rescued at the beginning shouted.
He looked like a child, not sure if he was an adult or not, and he wasn't very tall, so he never spoke when the elders spoke on behalf of him. Now it was his turn to give full play to his abilities.
"Those men in black are very powerful, but they need spaceships to fly and various weapons to fight. The messenger must have been blessed by the Mother Goddess, so he can fly and drive away the Kartika people without the tools of the men in black."
"The messenger is more powerful than the man in black!"
After hearing this, the people around looked at him with even more joy and expectation.
Her silence was deafening.
Kids, this may sound like a joke, but if you have the chance in the future, read more books. It will be good for your brain.
That is called Luofu swordsmanship and the power of destiny.
Also, does your Mother Earth know that she is a messenger?
Seeing more and more people gathering around, Cheng An knew very well that among this group of people where local beliefs were prevalent, many people would never have the chance to see the wonderful phenomena in the universe. Her personal explanation was pale and powerless, and only the words of people they respected were credible.
"Uh, Lana? Do you mind if we go inside and talk in detail?" It was just some misunderstandings, these people meant no harm, and a frank conversation might be able to resolve her embarrassing situation.
"Of course, this way, Your Excellency the Envoy."
The old man pointed in a direction, and then two strong-looking men came to lead them.
Seeing that the adults had important matters to discuss, the crowd dispersed respectfully, with faith and surprise that could not be hidden on their faces. Perhaps the next day, this matter would spread to every household in this small settlement.
The group walked slowly into a relatively large and elegant tent, which had a burning fire inside. Patterned blankets stitched together on the ground completely covered the sandy ground. Some small animal skins and bones were hung in the tent, giving it a sense of solemnity and status. On the side were beds and a small table.
The chief of a tribe lives in a place of this standard.
Although it was expected, the Evikin people had always lived in a terrible environment due to the exile of the chieftain and the persecution of the Katika people. They mostly lived a nomadic life and had a hard life.
But seeing how hard it is with one's own eyes still makes one feel uncomfortable.
"Lord Lana, I am not a messenger of your Mother Goddess. I am just a pure and beautiful knight who has no place to live temporarily. I passed by and saw your people being slaughtered, so I rescued them out of humanitarianism." She told the truth earnestly.
"I came back with them just to ask if there is a place for me to stay temporarily."
"No, you are our envoy." The old man seemed unmoved.
He raised his head, and there seemed to be a light in his eyes, as if he saw some opportunity.
"You saved a group of young men from my tribe. They were in great danger of death. Without your help, our Evikin tribe would have no power to resist."
"They are the backbone of every family and the few remaining fighting forces of Evikin."
The Aevikin are born with beautiful faces, gorgeous eyes, and high emotional intelligence. They are good at making friends and many people are jealous of this talent.
The brutal Katika persecuted the Ewekin people everywhere, and called them "swindlers" and "thieves". With his violence and evil deeds, Katika plundered the few survival resources in the desert and occupied the relatively rich oasis.
The group of people Cheng An rescued today were going to take an adventure near the Kartika tribe, in order to bring back more food so that their families and clans could survive better.
They set out quietly, not daring to go deep into the tribe, but just searching nearby, thinking that they could hide from the "skinning knife". But obviously, they failed.
It can be said that the Evikin people, who had low military power, would be completely annihilated against the brutal Katika people who were helped by unknown forces. However, Cheng An's appearance avoided the bloody ending and brought these people and their harvest back safely. It was very important for the entire clan that the stronger members did not lose.
Compared to death, being only injured was a great fortune for them.
"But it's just a coincidence, isn't it? I was just passing by." Cheng An was confused. What does this have to do with the Mother Goddess?
"To you, this is just a passing moment, but to us, this is the salvation of the Earth Mother. She created this coincidence, and by her mercy, you appeared."
"Thanks to your help, Evikin once again safely avoided the abyss of destruction."
At this point, the old man wanted to kneel down on the spot and worship with tears of gratitude in the direction of their offerings to the Mother Goddess.
How helpless, Cheng An thought. It was so hard to talk to someone who was so obsessed with his own ideas.
They are religiously headache-inducing.
When we are in trouble, a strong man will come to us, so we should thank God, right?
As for thanking the fierce man? Isn't thanking God the same as thanking the fierce man? After all, it was God that made the fierce man appear.
Good, good, this is divine logic.