Chapter 676: 110. The three children of Ramasitia
“Wow, the air here feels so much fresher than on the Western Continent. What are those little things hiding underground?”
Sitting in the war chariot that was taking Kree and the others back to the New Dragon Court, Moli kept looking around with curiosity. One mont she was marveling at the giant trees winding their way up through the soil, and the next, she was muttering to the Earth Spirits blinking up at her from below. The climate and wildlife of the South Continent were vastly different from those of the Western Continent and the Sea Floor. The hot, rainy, tropical marine climate made Moli feel like she was breathing underwater.
Of course, the reserved Moli wouldn’t yell out loud to these strangers she had just t. Her listener wasn’t the demi-human Envoy of the Dragon Court, but Lord Ramasitia who was always by her side.
Suddenly, a childish voice sprang up by her ear, explaining to the curious Moli the scene she had just witnessed,
“Those are Earth Spirits, very adorable little creatures and also ancient life forms. They were among the first test subjects I experinted with when creating life… Back then, on the lifeless land, there existed only pure elents: earth, fire, water, air. I fashioned them after these elents and shaped this cute lot. Because of their nature, they usually stay close to the elents most similar to their own attributes.”
Lord Ramasitia’s voice carried a hint of reminiscence, as if He cherished all of His creations. That’s why even talking about the process of creating such a small life, that’s easily overlooked, He rembered it as clear as day,
“In the beginning, I had no experience in creating life. The life I created was either too powerful or too weak, to an extre. But as I said before, life is always a miracle. Even without my intervention, they are able to weave their own stories, which is why I no longer create life now. Just watching you all continue to write your own stories makes feel content.”
Moli covered her mouth and giggled softly, growing curious about the so-called “overly strong life” Lord Ramasitia had created. However, before she could speak up, Lord Ramasitia’s voice continued,
“By the way, there’s sothing I need to remind you, Moli. I’ve been wanting to ntion this. When you’re walking alone outside, it’s best to be extra cautious. Under the Sea Floor, Xuan Can always protected you, leading every creature you t to treat you kindly due to your Mother’s formidable reputation. On the Western Continent, Fisher took great care of you, ensuring you remained safe…”
“But now that you’ve seen how humans and other races can harbor malice, you must be careful and protect yourself. Even if those demi-humans from the New Dragon Court ant you no harm just now, it might simply be your luck. You shouldn’t reveal all your information at once; always maintain a defense as your hidden card… You should know, if it were the old Dragon Court, you might very well have been captured and executed. Do you understand?”
Moli pursed her lips seriously, suddenly regretting her actions. She hadn’t shifted her mindset since leaving her ho, but now that Lord Ramasitia had reminded her, she took His words to heart,
“Ah, should I not go with them to this New Dragon Court? If Dragon Court is so dreadful, Lord Ramasitia, do you know about it?”
“I know a little… Ah, as I’ve told you before, during the initial creation of life, I poured a lot of effort into certain beings. Consequently, I created three very powerful living creatures. I asked Dalasgon, the guardian of the Gate, to release a few strands of souls from the inception of the Spirit Realm as their consciousness, asked Anibatos, the controller of fate, to grant them a smooth path for a long ti to co, and asked Aoyun, creator of matter, to endow them with exceptional wisdom. I myself granted them the healthiest bodies and abilities…”
Lord Ramasitia heaved a sigh, and the childish voice seed to be on the verge of tears,
“I treated them as my own flesh and blood, endowing them with the ability to communicate with like you do. I gave them everything I could, forgetting that the gifts I bestowed upon them were also a curse…”
“The strong bodies I gave them allowed them to grow, but their growing strength led to their strife among themselves; the consciousness granted by Dalasgon enhanced their independence, yet it caused them to live apart from ; the smooth path provided by Anibatos led them to enslave other frail creatures, making them fearless of everything but each other; the wisdom Aoyun granted them fonted burning ambition, ultimately leading to the inevitable first war among living creatures…”
“I should have foreseen it, Moli, just as I foresaw the second war among creatures and the current Doomsday Prophecy. But because I saw them as my children, I wasn’t willing to face it… My three children, the World Tree Yuktrahil, the Heavenly Lock Yahweh, and the Dragon King Fermat Baha, they inherited a part of my Power and created their own races, resulting in the near extinction of the Mythical Species such as Elves and Angels during the second war, as well as the Dragon-man Species which you can still see today… *sob sob sob*”
Yahweh and Fermat Baha…
Didn’t Mother ntion she had battled with them before?
As Moli thought this, the unseen Lord Ramasitia by her ear sniffled pitifully and adorably, evoking an image of a chubby child trying to bravely hold back tears. After hearing this, Moli quickly began to softly comfort Him,
“I’m sorry, Lord Ramasitia, I didn’t an to reopen old wounds… So, the Dragon Court we are headed to now, is that the realm established by the descendants of your child Fermat Baha?”
“*sob sob*… Yes, Fermat Baha was the strongest among the three siblings, but he was bad-tempered, prideful, and disliked other creatures, and of course, he didn’t create his own race. The Dragon-man Species you see now were born from the drops of his blood shed during their sibling fights. While they inherited part of his traits, they were thus weaker than the Elves and Angels, who were of the Mythical Species…”
“But well, life is a miracle. These unintentional offsprings of Fermat Baha miraculously established the most tolerant and largest realm in the history of the world…”
“That was the now long-vanished Fermat Baha Dragon Court.”
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“Miss Moli, please co this way, we have arrived at the New Dragon Court…”
Expecting the Dragon Court to be as grand as described by Lord Ramasitia, Kree’s disappointnt was palpable when, after a half-day journey by carriage heading south, she saw that the so-called “Dragon Court” was just a very secluded valley. In this narrow space, which could be called “the end of the world,” armies and residents of diverse demi-human races went about their business.
If it weren’t for the harmonious atmosphere that made Kree feel unusually at ho, she would have doubted whether she had been tricked by Kree and others. This place didn’t compare to the “spanning the continent” description given by Lord Ramasitia; it seed more like a fully ard gigantic village.
“Ah, okay, thank you, Miss Kree.”
Kree, looking at the pleasant Miss Moli before her, felt that there was sothing inexplicably familiar about her. As they got off the chariot, the colossal Spider-man Species Xi Ya was peering into the carriage with its six compound eyes, its expression also showing so confusion,
“It’s strange; we captured the traitor, so why isn’t anyone here to receive us?”
Kree glanced at the busy figures within the vast valley, especially around the cave entrance in the depths, which were constantly frequented by various races. Her expression beca serious,
“Sothing is wrong, Xi Ya; there must be so trouble. Otherwise, soone would have co to et us… Let those who participated in the traitor’s capture rest a while, since they’ve been up all night. We’ll bring a few people to take this traitor to Lord Raphael and introduce Miss Moli along the way.”
“No problem.”
Their trio, accompanied by a dozen people, dragged the severely injured Harir, who had been struck by Moli’s tail. They made their way along the bustling valley until they neared the cave entrance in the valley’s depths. A white female Dragon-man Species clad in armor rushed out hurriedly. Upon seeing her, Kree’s group stopped imdiately and greeted her,
“Miss Kexier, we have returned. We captured all the traitors, none missing, all thanks to this Miss Moli. She is a Whale-man Species from the Ocean, and we specifically brought her back to et Lord Raphael.”
“Ah…”
The hurried Kexier had her stride interrupted by their words, but she only spared a glance at Harir and his group before saying indifferently,
“Good, you’ve worked hard. Hand them over to the Bat Species Mut in charge of detaining prisoners… As for this Whale-man Species miss, take her underground to wait a minute, Lord Raphael doesn’t have ti to see her right now.”
“Please wait a second, may I ask what’s going on? It’s been noisy inside since I arrived…”
Kexier’s expression looked sowhat gloomy. After a few seconds of silence, she sighed, turned her head, and spoke to Kree,
“This morning, the Schwali humans in the northwest suddenly attacked the sheepman tribe in the wilderness, intending to build a new city on the old site of the Sheep-man tribe. Lar was following Lord Raphael’s orders to notify the Sheep-man tribe to evacuate, but she didn’t expect to be hit by human artillery fire during the retreat. Now, her situation is said to be very dangerous…”
“Lord Raphael has requested all the doctors in Sunset Valley to help, but there has been no improvent, and there’s even a possibility of her condition worsening. The valley’s doctors are all at a loss with her case. I’m now heading to the Tree-man Species tribe in the north to seek help; I must depart imdiately, please…”
Just as Kexier finished speaking and was about to turn away, Moli, who was behind Kree, cautiously raised her hand and spoke to Kexier,
“That… I’ve just heard about the situation, and if Lar is in danger just from an artillery injury, I think I can help, and I could heal her.”
Thanks to the Brain Demon Species, Kree’s assistance, Kexier heard Moli’s words clearly. She turned with a shocked expression, examining the strange demi-human standing behind Kree for the first ti. Her countenance shifted slightly and then she approached Moli with serious steps, grabbing her shoulders firmly,
“Are you sure?!”
“Ah… Well, I can’t guarantee it for sure, but if I try my best, there should be a ninety… no, ninety-five percent chance of healing her?”
Moli was taken aback by Kexier’s intimidating eagerness, her previously confident statents becoming sowhat uncertain, and she revised her claim accordingly.
“Ninety percent? That’s good enough, thank you, the other doctors have all… Hurry, co with . Lar is now in the underground palace, and Lord Raphael is by her side. I’ll take you there; co with !”
“Ah? Okay…”
Moli pursed her lips and turned to look back at Kree. Encouraged by the eyes of her partner and friend, she followed Kexier, running off toward the underground palace in the depths of the valley.
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