Chapter 56 - 49
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The soul she keeps burning 56: 49.
The soul she keeps burning Rafael’s silhouette followed the Cowman kind down the pitch-black corridor, descending until, after a considerable chase, she suddenly felt the footsteps ahead disappear, leaving only a faint echo of emptiness.
Her figure burst into the corridor, and the cave ahead suddenly expanded; within that vast space stood many dazed Cowmen, both male and female.
The only common feature was that the horns on their heads seemed to have been sawed off.
On either side of the cave were wider areas with pools filled with pungent liquid.
Upon closer inspection, it became apparent that the Cowmen were covered in the same liquid found in these pools.
What is this?
Rafael looked around suspiciously, only to see Nana, who was perched on the shoulder of a robust Bull-man, appear in front of her while Lar and the others were captured and placed in the back of the cave.
“Do you think it’s possible, Miss Rafael?
I didn’t expect the beloved pearl of the South Branch Tribe Clan Leader to be captured by humans, and to top it off, you fell in love with that human, didn’t you?”
Nana covered her mouth, pointed at Rafael with a laugh, “That’s a wonderful thing.
Human bodies are very warm, aren’t they?
Even a demi-human and a human can bear offspring.
Do you know what it feels like to have a child?
Can you truly feel his existence, right here…”
Her cheeks flushed, she tenderly stroked her belly, where seemingly the treasure of the entire world was being nurtured— it was the life conceived after her union with Mr.
Philone, the crystallization of their love.
“Shut up, where are Lar and the others?!”
But Rafael didn’t pay her any attention, just frowned and surveyed her surroundings warily.
“Tsk, how dull, just like that human called Fisher…
Rafael, stop struggling.
Give up on your partners, and stay here quietly for a while.
I’ll send you out after Philone and Fisher are done.
Go back to the Western Continent with him.
The South Continent no longer has space for demi-humans to live.”
Nana waved her hand, and not only did the expressionless Cowmen nearby turn to look at her, but pools beside them also began pouring out demi-humans in the same condition as the nearby Cowmen.
These were all materials left over from Philone’s experiments, now conveniently handed over to Nana.
“If you don’t behave, I won’t be as loving as your parents; when you get spanked, don’t come crying to me.”
Rafael stared in shock at the expressionless demi-humans around her.
Their bodies were still breathing, but they were colorless, devoid of life.
“These, all of these are…”
Rafael’s gaze swept over the surrounding Cowmen, as if remembering something.
The hair color of these Cowmen was all golden.
When she had seen Nana earlier, she had suspected that this color of Cowmen existed only in one tribe on the South Continent.
Nana and these Cowmen were from that tribe.
Rafael’s shocked eyes swept the surroundings until she glimpsed a Dragon-man with a blue tail among the expressionless Cowmen.
It was Lar’s brother, Nar.
“Nar!” Rafael ran over in panic, grabbing his shoulders with her claws.
His body had no wounds, but his skin was ashen—no longer the fiery hue of Dragon-man kind.
He remained unmoved by Rafael’s shaking, just staring blankly at her,
“You…
what’s wrong with you?
Speak to me!”
“Don’t bother, Rafael, he won’t answer you.”
Nana’s usually gentle smile tightened as she looked coldly at Rafael, interrupting her actions, “His soul has already become a commodity, probably burning in some human factory by now, just like these Cowmen.”
Rafael’s scales bristled slightly, steaming fervently, as she turned to look angrily at Nana in the distance,
“They are all your people!
Your people!
How could you bear to do this?
Why would you help that human in harming your own people?”
“People?” Nana let out a laugh as if she had heard some funny joke.
She leapt down from the shoulder of the Cowman beside her, and her gentle face showed a horrific grimace as she pointed to her right broken horn, covered in golden ornaments, and said hysterically,
“My dear Cowman Race adhered to a hierarchy based on the size of the horns, with those with small horns being treated as less than livestock within the tribe!
Do you know what my life in the tribe was like?
Do you know the pain of trying to escape only to be caught and have your horns sawed off?
Do you think I learned so many other demi-human languages for fun?
My people bullied me, and you Dragon-man looked down on the Cowmen.
Do you think everyone is kind?!
Forget it, Rafael!”
Her smile was terrifying as she violently kicked the nearby Cowman, swelling his body, but he, already without a soul, remained expressionless.
“You, Rafael, the daughter of the Clan Leader of the Dragon-man’s South Branch Tribe, the Princess pampered by all, must feel sad and hateful for the life vastly different from before when captured by humans!
Ha, but me, my life actually improved after my tribe was breached by the humans.
Hahaha!”
“I just want to kill all these damned Cowmen, saw off their prideful horns, and make them taste this hellish pain!
The more enormous and beautiful the horn, the more I enjoy it, including that pair of yours!
It was I who led the humans to my tribe with information, they took my tribe’s resources, and the condition was that all these damned Cowmen would belong to me!”