# Chapter 9: Luo En’s Emotional Crisis

The little fairy naturally wouldn’t actually go to the Church of the All-Father. Unless she was truly crazy and wanted to be made into an elf specimen.

What she wanted to go to were the congregations of other gods in the kingdom that weren’t mainstream.

The God of Wisdom and Strategy, the God of Life and Reincarnation, the God of Strength and Courage, and the God of Love and Beauty—these four deities’ faiths were widely spread among the major races. Although they didn’t occupy the mainstream faith of any race, they were no less important than the humans’ All-Father.

These congregations actually had some real skills. They might really be able to discover what was wrong with the little fairy.

But if that were the case, the little fairy would have to stay in Port Tils for a while longer. She didn’t dare to set out easily before solving her own problems.

After all, whenever she spoke to Luo En now, she only said strange things. On this journey, with just the two of them alone, what if Luo En couldn’t resist and decided to fry her, then fry her again, and then fry her some more?

Then wouldn’t she have to just lie down and enjoy it?

‘No, no, how can I think like that?’

Astraea shook her head, as if trying to shake away those chaotic thoughts.

“What’s wrong?”

Luo En looked at Astraea with confusion. He was actually feeling a bit guilty right now. His act of grabbing the little fairy’s short legs yesterday had been deliberate.

Although it was only a few seconds, he could still recall the delicate, smooth skin of the little fairy and her faint body scent.

Looking back now, he really was a pervert, completely unworthy of being a noble! If he continued like this, he wouldn’t deserve to be called a noble anymore (sad).

What? You ask what happened next? Luo En thought the little fairy was nice to hold, and he’d dare to do it again.

If we’re talking about guilt, Astraea was actually more guilty than Luo En. He had only grabbed her leg, but she had directly used him as a side dish!

“Ah! Nothing, let’s go.”

Astraea turned her head away, no longer looking at Luo En. The tips of her ears were already bright red, drooping and trembling nonstop. Unfortunately, it was hidden by the Disguise Magic, so Luo En couldn’t see it.

She didn’t dare look at him again, afraid she’d recall last night’s feelings.

But to Luo En, she just looked like she was sulking.

“Um, I’m sorry.”

Seeing the little fairy like this, Luo En gritted his teeth and apologized straightforwardly.

“Wh-what?”

The little fairy didn’t ignore him. Luo En’s eyes lit up, and he continued, “I’m sorry, Astraea. Yesterday… it was actually intentional.”

“Huh?”

“Astraea’s legs are so soft… I want to touch them again… I mean, I’m sorry for touching your legs without your permission. Next time, I’ll definitely ask for your opinion first!”

‘You want a next time?’

The little fairy’s expression was strange, but in the end she said nothing. She just replied gloomily, “Let’s go. We have things to do.”

With that, Astraea stopped dawdling. She tied the cloth pouch containing the Whistle to her waist, hung her longsword on the other side, and finally put on her green cloak.

This was all she had. The bag of coins was never away from her body. Aside from a spare set of clothes wrapped in a slightly larger cloth bag, the little fairy was ready.

In comparison, Luo En had more luggage. He had several sets of clothes alone, all carried on his back along with his longsword.

It was a good thing he didn’t have armor, or he’d be drenched in sweat after moving even a little.

Port Tils was a port city in the eastern part of the kingdom. It was also one of the kingdom’s rare deep-water harbors, which was why the famous Royal High Seas Fleet was stationed here.

Additionally, its convenient transportation made Port Tils the economic and transportation center of the eastern kingdom. It could be called a giant city.

Astraea led Luo En along a road paved with bluestone slabs. The streets were bustling with endless pedestrians. Occasionally, a coachman would shout loudly for people to make way, and a cargo carriage would pass through the crowd.

It was a lively street scene. But not all the pedestrians were humans, or rather, pure humans.

Astraea saw several people with animal features brushing past her in the crowd. They generally looked hurried, heads down as they moved forward, not daring to look up.

These were the kingdom’s demi-humans. Although they had legal status, they were very unwelcome. The Priests of the All-Father believed these demi-humans were sinners, punished by the All-Father for their ancestors’ blasphemy by being given animal features. Ordinary people were simply afraid that these creatures that looked like aberrations might suddenly attack them.

The social status of these demi-humans was about the same as slaves, except these slaves had a certain amount of “human rights”—they couldn’t be killed casually.

Some smart high-dimensional observers might ask: Little Astraea, elves and dwarves also look very similar to humans. How does the kingdom define demi-humans?

That question should be asked to those Priests of the All-Father who liked making specimens. In the long years of war, the priests who followed the All-Father into battle could easily collect a large number of corpses from various races. Driven by curiosity, these priests dissected and made many specimens of various races.

From humans to elves, from dwarves to giants, after extensive experiments, these priests developed a systematic standard for identifying humans.

Anyone without other racial characteristics and whose physiological structure was completely or highly similar to humans was a pure human.

Those with other racial characteristics but who were mostly human-like in appearance and had physiological structures similar or identical to humans were demi-humans.

As for those whose physiological structures were different, no matter how human-like they looked, they were aberrations.

As for reproductive isolation, the Priests of the All-Father said: “We humans are the greatest race in the world. There is no reproductive isolation between humans and other intelligent species!”

It’s just that those who had children with aberrations were generally executed as heretics.

This was also why Astraea always maintained her Disguise Magic and didn’t dare see a doctor even when sick.

What if the doctor found out she was an elf aberration with two hearts and two stomachs?

Sorry, without three lung lobes and oral venom glands, the little fairy couldn’t do things like breathe underwater.

Walking along the main road, when they passed the big bridge where Astraea used to sleep, the little fairy stopped.

Luo En obediently followed behind her, looking every bit the little follower.

Thanks to the threat of the longsword on his back, the usual dirty beggars didn’t dare to set their sights on the little fairy.

Now that Luo En was standing by the little fairy’s side, the crowd automatically created a small space. A few displeased pedestrians changed their expressions when they saw Luo En and the longsword on his back, then buried their heads and continued on their way.

Astraea stood on the bridge, looking at the river flowing into the sea. She suddenly recalled her life in this world.

To be honest, if she didn’t think about anything and just lived like an ordinary elf, she might have been able to live a relatively happy life.

She had considerable magical talent and was good at disguising herself. Even if the crazy humans destroyed the elf city-state, she could disguise herself as a human and hide for a long time.

But why did she come to the human kingdom? Why didn’t she just lie around in the elf city-state for her whole life?

Suddenly, Astraea chuckled lightly. She remembered that she wasn’t human—she was an elf. If she wanted to lie around, she’d probably have to lie around until the end of time.

The little fairy took out her Whistle from the cloth pouch at her waist. After taking a deep breath to adjust her state, she faced the sea breeze and blew the Whistle in her hand.

The melodious flute sound drifted into the noisy crowd, like a drop of thick ink sliding into a pool of clear water.

The thick ink was diluted and spread in the clear water. The little fairy’s flute sound also spread through the noisy bridge, mixed with human voices.

Although it was a high-pitched Whistle, the little fairy could play it with a melodious feeling. Luo En listened to the flute sound, and tears inexplicably welled up in his eyes.

He seemed to feel something, but couldn’t express it. Unlike the little fairy, who was far from home, he naturally couldn’t understand the emotions she wanted to convey at this moment.

But that didn’t stop Luo En from appreciating the little fairy’s music, nor did it stop him from being moved by her flute sound.

A commotion began to emerge in the crowd. Luo En seemed to hear people in the crowd shouting.

At first it was faint, then it grew clearer and clearer, more and more people joining the voice. Slowly, the voice became clearly audible.

“It’s ‘Piccolo Leia’! She’s here again!”

“Good girl!”

“The bane of thugs!”

There were a few more laughs. Luo En saw a hint of a smile appear on the little fairy’s face.

The crowd quieted down. A wall of people surrounded Astraea and Luo En on the bridge: resting coachmen, timid demi-humans, dirty beggars.

They were all from the dregs of society, people Luo En wouldn’t have given a second glance to in his entire life.

The flute sound drifted, the sea breeze blew. These poor souls at the bottom of society quietly immersed themselves in the music played by the little fairy.

Suddenly, Astraea’s fingers flew. The originally slightly melancholy flute sound suddenly became cheerful. The crowd that had just quieted down immediately became joyous.

The beggars and demi-humans clapped and laughed. The resting coachmen wiped the sweat from their foreheads. More people sang along with the flute sound.

“Hey! Hey! Our Tils, hey!”

…

Astraea put away her Whistle and left amid the crowd’s farewell.

“Astraea seems to be very popular here.”

“Really? I just treat these poor people as friends, you know. A weak knight can’t do that, can he?”

Astraea’s mouth started spouting bad words again. It seemed that whenever she spoke to Luo En, she couldn’t help but become like this.

The little fairy rolled her dead fish eyes. She was somewhat used to this tone, but Luo En looked like he was choking.

“What?! Treat them as friends!” Luo En cried out in disbelief. “That’s impossible! I’m the son of a baron. How can these lowlifes… ordinary people be my friends?”

Luo En was about to say the words he usually used to describe these dregs of society, but when he saw the little fairy glaring at him, he changed his words for some reason.

It was then that Luo En suddenly realized that if he had said that word just now, he might never see the little fairy again in this lifetime.

“Our great baron’s son actually made a commoner his teacher. What a weakling~”

The little fairy said it herself without any pressure, but Luo En’s mind was now filled with a bad premonition.

It seemed like there were voices in his head constantly telling him to end this topic. But the solutions these voices proposed left Luo En at a loss as to which to choose.

One told him to fight the little fairy right now. Just fight and be done with it.

One told him to kiss her immediately, kiss her until she stopped thinking about this matter.

One told him to go up and hug her without saying anything.

Another unreliable one told him to play sophistry. As for how to do that, that voice didn’t say.

The last voice, the loudest one, simply said, “Go ahead and do it, my child.”

Luo En stood there completely dumbfounded. The five voices in his head seemed frustrated with him.

The little fairy’s eyes grew more hostile. Luo En… seemed to be sweating profusely.

Years later, Luo En would be like: