Unspeakable bubbles

"I am Tana."

"Oh!"

The little girl didn't react much, but Bagen looked up instantly after hearing it.

Tana? The Khan's second daughter, the new Holy Maiden of the Black Heaven Cult, seems to be named Tana as well.

Upon closer inspection, Bagen realized that the priest was younger than he had initially imagined, only around eighteen years old.

Perhaps it would be more appropriate to call her a girl rather than a woman.

Eighteen years old, a Black Heaven Cult priestess, a beauty...

"Lady Tana, could you perhaps be the Holy Maiden?" Bagen asked cautiously.

Tana smiled and did not deny it.

"The Holy Maiden?" Bubble scratched his head. "Is Tana a very powerful person?"

"Of course she's amazing!" Bagen was about to boast about the Holy Maiden of the Grasslands.

Tana calmly replied, "They are merely my lord's devout servants; there's nothing remarkable about them."

She looked at Bagen: "The tribes around here... I remember they're called Hada?"

"That's right, it's a Hada!"

"Are there any people with heat rash in the Hada tribe?"

“…Yes.” Upon hearing about heat rash, Bagen’s mood also dropped.

"Several people in the tribe have fallen ill, and everyone is very worried."

“Bagan, I would like to visit your tribe for a while, and during this time I will do my best to help the patients.”

Hearing Tana say this, Bagen was overjoyed.

"Welcome, welcome!"

"With the help of the Holy Maiden, everyone will surely recover!"

Seeing Bagen's overjoyed expression, Tana's smile became tinged with worry.

This disease is not simple!

Since the Holy Maiden wants to visit the tribe, hunting is naturally out of the question.

While leading the way, Bagen tried to get close to the men in the group.

"This warrior, you are clearly a great warrior!"

"Oh, how do you know?" a man asked casually.

"Haha, look at your crescent-shaped steel sword, and look at your swift steed!"

"A fine sword and a fine horse are naturally matched with a great warrior!"

"You're quite discerning, even though you were born in a small tribe."

After being flattered by Bagen, the man felt embarrassed to be too cold.

"I am Temur, a warrior of the Muren tribe, and now I follow the Holy Maiden."

Muren Tribe... Isn't that the famous tribe?

Bagen's smile deepened even more. "So you're a warrior from a great tribe. No wonder I could tell you were different from everyone else at first glance!"

"Really? Haha, I feel about the same as everyone else."

"How can that be the same? You are a warrior from a great tribe!"

"Well, they are warriors from great tribes too."

"Oh! So many warriors from great tribes follow the Holy Maiden! The Holy Maiden is truly remarkable!"

"Your name is... Hagen, right?"

"Bagen!"

"Yes, yes, Bagen!"

Temur said, "I am the only warrior in the group who is determined to follow the Holy Maiden. The other warriors will return after escorting the Holy Maiden to the royal tent."

"If I may ask, are those two ladies in the team also warriors?" Bagen asked curiously.

“How can a woman be a warrior?” Temur looked at Bagen with curiosity: “The two of them are the daughters of a tribal chief, and they are specifically responsible for taking care of the Holy Maiden’s daily life along the way.”

“So that’s how it is.” Bagen squinted his eyes.

They were all daughters of warriors from large tribes or tribal chiefs; apart from the saintess, there wasn't a single member of the Black Heaven Church.

That's a bit strange.

Section 255, Chapter 254: Stigmata

"Bagan, I have a question for you." Temur glanced at the back of the line.

There, the saintess and a little girl who looked like a Sen were having a friendly conversation.

"Bubbles?"

"Well, how much do you know about her?"

Bagan wasn't surprised that Temur asked that question, after all, the Holy Maiden had been a little too kind to that little girl.

He not only invited the little girl to ride a horse with him, but also allowed her to call him by his name.

This move was quite unusual. Although the Holy Maiden held a high position on the grasslands, many things were not as she wished to do.

For example, you could say to a girl from the Federation you're meeting for the first time, "Just call me Tana."

This is absolutely not something a saintess should do!

Unless, there is another reason behind it.

"All I know is that Bubble is a remarkable warrior from the Federation, and that's all I know."

Bagen shrugged: "Bubble has a wizard friend in our tribe. You can ask her if you have any questions."

Temur didn't react much to the so-called 'wizard friend'. He had met many priests of the Black Heaven Cult, let alone a wizard.

only……

"What a remarkable warrior, that little girl?"

Temur looked at Bagen strangely: "Are you serious?"

Seeing that Bagen looked serious and wasn't joking, he asked curiously, "How do you know she's a great warrior? Did her wizard friend tell you?"

No, not at all.

"That……"

"I had a friendly sparring session with Bubble."

"You haven't hit her before, have you?" Temur said jokingly.

Bagen smiled awkwardly and said nothing.

"..."

Immediately, Temur felt a surge of contempt for the guy next to him.

He's such a big guy, how could he not even beat a little girl?

This is a disgrace to the people of the grasslands!

"Bubble is amazing!"

Feeling extremely annoyed by Temur's disdainful look, Bagen urged, "If you don't believe me, go and try it yourself."

"I, Temur, do not hit women."

The man raised his head: "I will never bully children!"

"Hmph, to be honest, I've said that before," Bagen said dryly.

"Huh? Men of the grasslands mean what they say. If you said that, why are you bullying children now?"

"I don't!"

"Hahaha, my bad. I almost forgot, you're the kind of man who can't even beat a child!"

"Temur, do you want to have a match with me?"

"I do not compete with those who have no honor."

“Bagan’s relationship with the rest of the team has improved,” Bubble said, looking at the two noisy people at the front of the group.

"People on the grasslands have their own way of communicating, and the two of them might even get into a fight later."

"Fighting is bad." Bubble shook his head repeatedly.

Tana smiled: "That can't really be called fighting, you could say it's a special kind of communication between the two of you."

After a pause, Tana asked, "Bubble, are you a Federation citizen?"

"Bubble grew up in the Federation."

"The State Federation is much calmer than the grasslands."

"Tana, Bubble heard that the grasslands have been fighting with Sain."

The little girl asked curiously, "Why are you fighting?"

"The grasslands never crave war, but they are not afraid of it either."

"If anyone tries to advance further by stepping over the grasslands, the Kheshig army will teach them a lesson!"

"No~"

Seeing that the little girl looked completely confused, Tana hesitated for a moment.

“Actually, it’s not Sain who’s been fighting the grasslands, but a duke from the Kingdom of Sain,” Tana whispered into Bubble’s ear.