Abandoned Priest at the Hero’s Party

Wolf Girl, Loca

Everything will be fine.

’cause he’s behind me

Because the Lord sees my back.

Come to think of it, I have lived my life very comfortably.

‘Even after I left the village with Yurinelle, I never ran out of money.’

There was never a lot of abundance, but there was never a shortage either.

When money needs to go in, money comes in. When I suddenly had to spend a lot of money, I had an opportunity to get a lot of money. For example, opening a large quest or meeting a monster that can acquire expensive by-products.

‘I don’t know if that’s the Lord’s will or not.’

Did God take care of me, or was it just a coincidence?

I did not know it, nor did I ask the Lord.

Because I knew you wouldn’t answer a question if I had to ask.

Human life is human life, and God only helps us occasionally.

The number of guests increased by one more, but I did not worry about it,

Because he still had money left, and he knew he wouldn’t starve the child.

“What is your name?”

Ears of a color resembling lapis lazuli protruded from the top of his head.

The child did not answer. It just crouched into a corner.

I tried to reach out and let it go. That kid isn’t ready yet. Forcing a conversation could be rather hurtful.

‘A child who lived as a slave.’

Slaves are not people. It’s just a tool in human form.

It is said that people come empty-handed and go empty-handed, but it is a slave to be empty-handed while still alive. they have nothing Even yourself belongs to someone else.

‘The only way to treat people as people is to return them as people.’

The way to stabilize those who have been treated unhumanly is to treat them as human beings.

I had no intention of making that child a slave. Even that necklace that binds power will be released someday. My Lord wants men to have freedom and will.

The one I serve does not only protect humans.

All living things can receive His blessing. That must also be one of the reasons I got kicked out of Yurinelle’s party. Unlike the three gods, my divine power had no effect on the demons.

their curse. evil black magic. It was effective in the Dafa method of extracting the soul, but

They were powerless on their own. Because my god didn’t hate them.

Nevertheless, I follow him,

Because he at least knows that he is not an evil spirit.

After all, it would be impossible for me as a human being to divide him into good and evil with my humble theory of good and evil.

Anyway, the kid needed time.

Time to turn back into a person by treating someone who is not treated as a person and considers himself a subordinate to a person.

“Do you like cream stew?”

Until that kid is ready, he opens the door to me on his own.

I’m just watching. As my God did to me.

*****

A child born with the potential of the sun.

A child born with the power of the moon.

The future leader of the clan, who was superior to anyone else.

I was once a flower expected to bloom splendidly.

“You are the one who will lead our blue wolf clan.”

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My father always stroked my hair and said,

Then my brothers looked at me with jealous eyes.

However, even the most splendidly blooming full moon will someday die and become an old moon.

The good days were over before I even had a petal bloomed. An army of humans attacked the village. The villagers were brave, but they couldn’t possibly be their opponents.

A wizard who burned the entire forest.

cavalry running on horseback.

A soldier who only runs after killing or killing. An archer who shoots a bow where his teeth can’t reach.

They were desperate to kill us.

– Kill it. kill it This time drive these beasts out of the mountain.

– To never hurt us again.

– To avoid targeting cattle and sheep on the ranch again.

– Let’s fight and win, kill and get rid of it. Let’s drive out the human enemy!

Facing the hatred and resentment, the father just smiled sadly.

He stroked my hair as always and said,

“Whenever it was going to come. It’s something I have to deal with.”

“father. Why are they even doing this to kill us?”

“Because we killed them and took their property.”

At one time, these fields and mountains had no owners. Bison roamed the plains, and pigs roamed the mountains. They became our prey. However, when humans entered this place, everything changed. They burned mountains to farmland, and drove animals to other mountains.

Anything that could be tamed was tamed and locked up on the ranch.

The beasts were getting smaller and smaller, and we had to starve. My father made a difficult decision as the head of the clan. They raided the ranches of humans and hunted cattle, sheep, and pigs.

Those who lost their property were furious and defended the ranch with spears and swords.

The next raid resulted in casualties. We and humans both shed blood.

The brook created by that little blood has become a river that will swallow us all. Humans organized armies and hired mercenaries. They even summoned a wizard to attack the tribe by spending a large sum of money.

“Children and women run away. We buy time.”

“Chief… I can’t. We will protect this place. Let the chieftain run away too.”

“It’s nonsense. It is the catastrophe that my decision has brought. This is the war that my decision has brought. remember A wolf never runs away from his decisions.”

Father died. I don’t know how he died.

I ran away without knowing how my father died.

It was a futile struggle. That day, a group of humans chased after us as we were running away.

They cast iron nets and bound us, pierced with spears, and struck down with axes. They tried to kill us all. But someone stopped them and the little children survived.

“The loss is huge. Shouldn’t we be compensated even by selling those beasts as slaves?”

“But you can’t keep the big ones alive. I lost my family to them!”

“There is nothing wrong with little ones. Let’s live and sell them. Shouldn’t we also buy back cattle and sheep, and we also have to buy dead sheepdogs? We have to give money to the mercenaries.”

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Mother died Both my aunt and aunt died. My older sisters died too.

They beat them with clubs and kicked them until they died. Our children, who were angry and angry at first, begged and prayed again later. please don’t kill me

But it was only the howl of an animal.

It was just kicking us.

To them, we were just beasts. They were kept in barns and sold to slave traders.

If you’re bored until it’s sold out, you’re right. There was even a child who was beaten with hot poker.

It was not unusual for a horse to be hit in the back with a whip. Rather, the slave trader treated us mercifully.

Even if it’s just mercy for packaging goods,

Yet mercy was mercy.

Lost in freedom and locked in a dark room with a necklace around my neck and shackles on my feet,

I was happy though. Because it didn’t have to be right any more.

I roughly roasted the lamb I was bitten by because I was too old and gave it to me as rice.

Even that was fun. It was better than those who threw dead livestock to be eaten raw. It’s better than being so hungry and chewing on the crawling eyeballs of maggots.

I have already become a beast.

A beast that rejoices in not being beaten.

A beast that is moved by the timely delivery of food.

It was no longer a wolf, it was no different from a domesticated livestock.

“How much is that child?”

“Mr. Roosevelt? You want to see slaves? It’s a strange thing. If it’s Mr. Roosevelt, it should be cheaper than the regular price. Just give me ten gold coins.”

“When I asked why it was so cheap, it was Suin. Isn’t it difficult to treat a prisoner as a slave?”

“Well, what happened is that from the moment I wore it, I was so excited that I listened to what I had to say. You can take it and raise it like a guard dog.”

“Hmm…”

It was a strange feeling for someone to criticize me.

A middle-aged man with a mustache. If he wanted me to buy him, he did.

I wanted to hear the evaluation that I was excellent. Even so, I wanted to take care of my broken self-esteem.

It sounds absurd, but it really was. Anyone was good I was hoping for a compliment.

“I’m going to give it to my benefactor, so if I cause trouble, I’m in trouble…”

“Oh, if you add gold, we can put lightning control magic on the necklace.”

“Seeing you say that, it seems like you’re not selling well.”

“Well, the image of a beast is strong when it comes to beasts. They don’t sell well. Still, isn’t she pretty? If it were a human, it would have sold already at three times the price.”

The slave trader behaved kindly.

“Or do you want to see human slaves?”

“no. My benefactor is a priest, so I wouldn’t like it if I gifted him a slave. If that slave is good at housework and household chores, I will buy it.”

“I have already taught you enough. there’s no way it can’t be done right?”

I nodded my head over and over again, and it was sold.

He took me to a house with a small but large garden. saw it there for the first time. who will be my master. The first person who treated me warmly.

“Do you like cream stew?”

I had to cook, do laundry, and do housework, but I didn’t, rather he even did my own thing.

The human who looked at me as a ‘person’ for the first time.