On the other hand, different groups may indeed need to be treated differently. For those who think they are strong, they should be made to understand that even if they look weak, as an outstanding traveling nun in the church, she is by no means easy to bully.
of.
Walking slowly on the road with flying yellow sand, the girl made this judgment.
When arriving at the next tribe, Elena gave up her previous gentle greeting. She held up a light shield constructed with divine magic in front of her, facing the vigilant or hostile gazes of the tribe residents, as well as the occasional flying stones.
He walked up to them calmly with a piece of firewood.
"I am Elena, a traveling nun passing by here." She spread her hands, indicating that there was nothing there, "I will not harm you, and I have no intention of getting any reward. All I can bring to you is me.
The education and corresponding knowledge I have received from the church so far.”
The girl casually placed the light shield on the ground, turned her head and looked around. The residents' vague discussions continued for a while, and then gradually subsided.
"If anyone is sick or injured, you can tell me. If I know about other questions, I will naturally help you answer them." She said loudly, "I will stay here for five days and then leave." She thought for a while.
, and added, "Oh, by the way, if you don't believe what I say, or if you want to experience the power of the "Lord of Light", I will be happy to accompany you~"
As she expected, several young and vigorous Saqi people came forward and asked to compete with her. When she easily threw the more fierce-looking teenagers to the ground, the tribesmen watched.
Looking at her, he obviously changed his appearance.
Then, when she used the magic of the "Lord of Light" and some herbs picked along the way to help a tribal warrior who was seriously injured in bed not long ago stand up again, cheers resounded throughout the tribe. Several warriors embraced
They followed her to the square, worked together to throw her into the air, and then caught her. She smiled in response.
"I just alleviated his pain and accelerated the healing of the wound." The girl was not complacent because of other people's approval. She continued to urge the tribal women who took care of the soldier, "Remember how I used the medicine? I probably need more.
Only by changing the medicine four or five times, once every three days, can the wound heal normally. And for about twenty days after that, you should not do too strenuous activities~"
As promised, she stayed at the tribe for five days. During this period, she was able to taste the tribal festival food - a pancake baked with local crops, filled with minced meat and stir-fried with several plant leaves.
The filling comes out. The rich and fat sauce in the filling seeps into the crust, mixed with the unique plant aroma. The appearance is a bit rough, but it is a delicacy that is difficult to taste in the Theocracy of Saint Leon.
She also taught some crop-growing techniques to the local residents - although it was only superficial, it was not unhelpful for the residents who were good at hunting but not familiar with farming methods. When they parted, the residents of the tribe would
The heavy package was handed to her. Elena opened the package and found that inside was a bunch of herbs she had used to treat injuries before, as well as a few wrapped pancakes.
"Bring it to you to eat on the way." The wife of the tribe leader said, "Those herbs, you said, are specialties around here. I thought you might want to help other people, so I let the children pick these.
Just help you."
The girl's nose felt slightly sore, then she raised a smile and thanked the middle-aged woman. She waved vigorously, turned around, and started her journey again.
On the subsequent journey, the girl continued to gain joy and satisfaction, but also gained some sadness and regret.
She rescued a hunter who fainted due to heatstroke, moved him to a cool place, left a small amount of water, and left quietly after confirming that he was in good health.
She failed to save the clan leader's terminally ill father, was denounced as the messenger of death, and fled from the tribe.
She and the warriors worked together to defeat a wild elephant that fell into a rage, and then tasted steaming fresh meat together dripping with blood.
She won the tribal wrestling competition, and later learned that it was a ceremony for the patriarch's daughter to choose a husband. She went to apologize with embarrassment, but received approval from the patriarch and her daughter.
——Gradually, Sister Elena's name began to spread among the tribes in the north. Although there were some not-so-good rumors, most of them were thanks and respect to this girl.
On the fifty-ninth day of her solo journey, the girl heard a somewhat peculiar topic in the seventh tribe she had visited so far.
"Aunt Kuya, you are saying that someone... stole the body?"
"That's it." The woman named Kuya slowed down her speech and replied in Sachi, "You know, we will take the dead people to a fixed location and bury them to prevent their souls from returning to the clan.
To cause trouble. But a few days ago, someone discovered that the dirt bag where old Hank was buried seemed to have been dug up."
"That was...where?"
"You want to take a look." The woman nodded, "If it's you, it should be fine... Glock!" She raised her voice, "Take this nun to the place where we bury the dead. She may know who
Stole the old man’s body.”
A young man agreed and ran to Elena. After receiving the girl's confirmation, he took the girl's hand and walked quickly to the west side of the tribe.
"Slow down~" Elena called to him, "There's no point in running over there. After all, it's just that you found the body missing, right?"
The young man said sorry awkwardly, slowed down, and nodded.
The two walked together for more than half an hour. Elena occasionally talked about some daily topics, similar to daily life and favorite things, which made the somewhat nervous boy gradually relax. Then, a deserted hillside entered the two of them.
From the field of view, the hillside is covered with soil bags of different heights, some of which are already overgrown with weeds.
The young man led her to a dirt bag at the edge. Someone had opened a hole in the dirt bag, and looking from above under the sunlight, it seemed that there was nothing inside.
"Glock, can you describe the situation at that time in detail?" Elena squatted down and inspected the excavated soil, and asked, "The specific time, the appearance of this place, the nearby environment, other suspicious things or people
, everything is fine~”
"Well... it was yesterday morning... it looked the same as it does now." The boy rubbed his nose and tried to remember, "The neighborhood seemed... okay, but I always felt... someone was staring at me from behind, probably just
..." His face turned red, but it was hard to tell due to his skin color, "I was scared."