The strongest prince in the fairy tale world

Chapter 34 She's Not a Devil

The female doctor in the town examined Jasmine's body and was surprised that the blood she bleed was emerald green.

This was unheard of, and the doctors couldn't do anything about it. Like all girls who had menarche, Jasmine didn't have any physical discomfort, except that her color was different from others.

Since Jasmine could remember, she had never suffered a skin trauma, and she had wondered why the weeds that cut her hands could not cause damage to her skin.

This also caused Jasmine to see the color of her blood for the first time when she knew she had menarche.

Soon the news spread throughout the town, and all kinds of rumors spread.

In order to enhance his prestige and presence, the new missionary in town began to spread rumors that Jasmine was the reincarnation of the devil.

The slogan "Molly is a devil!" (Molly is a devil) somehow spread.

Everyone began to discriminate against or even despise Jasmine, and the school suspended her. The young Jasmine didn't know why all this happened. She hid in the house and cried every day, but some people even ran to her window and yelled :

"Molly is a devil!" (Molly is a devil)
The deaf-mute mother watched Jasmine cry and wiped her tears secretly, but if she found that someone dared to come to the house to mock and insult Jasmine, she would immediately wipe away the tears and rush to fight in front of that person with a broom. Like grabbing each other's hair hard, biting each other's hand with their teeth, showing a strong maternal nature.

When Jasmine saw her mother fighting with others, she would wipe away her tears and go to help. After the mother and daughter beat the person away together, they hugged each other, crying and laughing.

In the eyes of the deaf-mute mother, Jasmine is not a monster, she is just a girl who is different from others, just like herself, born deaf-mute is different from others, but is it wrong to be different?
During those darkest days, Jasmine had her mother's protection, and the two hugged each other tightly, resisting the whole world.

However, God still didn't treat them kindly. The fanaticism of certain religious believers was incomprehensible. That night, the missionary brought over thirty believers from the town and decided to burn Jasmine to the stake.

Burning means tying Jasmine to a wooden frame, lighting it with dry firewood mixed with sage, letting the heat of the flame slowly force the demon out of Jasmine's body, and then burning the demon to death.

The country people were easily bewitched by the words of the missionaries, and everyone didn't think there was anything wrong.

Jasmine was tied to a cross by dozens of adults, and dry firewood and sage were piled underneath.

As soon as the missionary gave an order, the fire was lit, and Jasmine couldn't move on the wooden frame. While screaming for help, she was choked by the smoke and coughed repeatedly.

A deaf-mute mother who had just finished her farm work returned home and found her daughter was missing. Only after hearing from a woman in the village did she find out that she had been tied up and taken to the square.

She ran as fast as she could, but it was still too late, Jasmine was already so choked that she had difficulty breathing and was about to pass out.

The deaf-mute screamed in pain, but no one could hear her clearly. She knelt on the ground and begged the men in the village, but those men did not dare to offend the missionaries and believers, and no one was willing to help her.

She couldn't bear Jasmine being burned alive, so she rushed to the fire without thinking about her own safety, trying to untie Jasmine.

However, the rope was soaked in black paint, so thick and hard, it could not be untied at all, and it kept burning.

She pulled the rope desperately, but couldn't untie it at all.

The flames burned higher and higher. The mother who ran all the way just now was lack of oxygen, and she insisted on relying on motherhood, but she was just an ordinary person. The high temperature and thick smoke of the flames made her know that she was about to die.

She gave up understanding the rope, put her hands on Jasmine's body, hugged her tightly, and separated her from the flames with her body.

Before she died, she was still fighting for Jasmine's one ten-thousandth chance of surviving.

Seeing this scene, many people in the village were in tears. Some of them wanted to save them, but the fire was getting bigger and bigger, so everyone hesitated.

The flames were completely out of control, burning hotter and hotter on the bodies of Jasmine and her mother.

Under such a fire, everyone knew that their mother and daughter would turn into a pile of blackened bones in a short time.

The missionary and the believers did not waver at all. Their eyes were full of excitement before the demon was burned to death. In the hearts of some fanatics, they would only live in their own imagination forever, weaving countless reasons for lies, and finally believing them to be true.

"The devil named Satan, come out of the little girl's body quickly! The fire is your punishment for betraying God..."

The missionary spoke self-righteous and righteous words, and didn't care about the life and death of the mother and daughter embracing under the firelight.

The flame burned for nearly an hour before it slowly weakened.

After the fire faded, something surprising happened.

On that cross, the deaf-mute mother had been burned into a pile of bones and fell on the platform, while Jasmine was still alive. Except for some burnt marks on her face and her clothes were burned, most of her body was covered in brown-green scales. Covered and looks undamaged.

She slowly opened her eyes and stared at everyone present. The anger and hatred bursting out of her blue eyes made the hearts of all present tremble, making everyone feel as if they were being stared at by a hungry beast.

She twisted her wrist, easily tore off the black lacquer rope, knelt down and hugged her mother's skull, and put it in her arms. She tried to hold back her tears, but she still couldn't stop them. When it landed on the marble platform, it turned into a wisp of white water vapor with a "sizzling" sound.

She survived under such a high temperature? !
The villagers were both surprised and terrified. Is she really a demon?
In the eyes of those short-sighted villagers, only demons and true gods can survive under the fire, right?
Jasmine said painfully to her mother's skull, "Mom, I will avenge you now!"

As she said that, Jasmine, who was extremely angry, looked at the missionary under the stage, rushed down quickly, grabbed his neck with one hand, and threw it to the ground forcefully.

"Crack, Kick"

Several bones of the missionary were broken, and Jasmine stepped forward and kicked him lightly into the still-burning fire.

"Ah!!!" The missionary screamed, but because of broken hands and feet, he couldn't get out at all, so he could only scream and regret in the fire pit, and was scalded to death by the embers.

Under Jasmine's nimble hands, none of the thirty or so believers escaped. They were beaten to death one by one, and burned to death. More than 30 corpses were all piled up in front of Jasmine's mother's remains.

Jasmine collected her mother's remains one by one, put them in a wooden box, and buried them in her backyard.

The next day, Jasmine set fire to the church.

Everyone in the village was very afraid of her, and she herself planned to leave this sad place.

Before leaving, she said coldly to the sixteen men from the same village who turned a blind eye to her mother's pleading for help yesterday:
"Every year on the anniversary of my mother's death, I will let you all taste the taste of being scorched by flames."

……

The burning of the flame awakened the blood in her body.

She finally knew that she had never been a monster or a demon.

She is a dragon!

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