Keisha felt like she had suffered a great misunderstanding. These were all familiar faces to her, but for some reason, they seemed so strange to her at this moment.

"I'm not a monster! I'm Kai'Sa, the daughter of Kassadin!" Kai'Sa retorted fiercely with tears in her voice: "The Prophet is the monster! He deceived you and performed a large-scale sacrifice not far from here, throwing all living things into it to feed the monster, including his followers!"

"Prophet? We all know about the sacrifice, but so what? We have a long-standing custom of leaving a few sheep outside the door to satisfy the appetite of wild beasts."

"We submitted the sacrifices on time and in the right amount, but he refused to let go of even the two girls. Who knows if he will throw the whole village down next!"

"You sinful child, what nonsense you are talking about!" The village chief walked out of the crowd and stopped Kaisha in a stern voice, "Did your parents tell you that the prophet you mentioned helped our village survive droughts time and time again? If we don't believe him, how can we believe you? You are slandering the prophet so much that you have to provoke his anger and make everyone suffer the same punishment as you!"

"I didn't... say that..."

The village chief is the oldest person in the village. There is nothing he doesn't know. He has considerable authority in the hearts of the children. So when he opened his mouth, Kesha was stunned.

Prophet and good man... two completely contradictory words in her dictionary, how could they be combined together? Could what she just experienced be false?

Did the prophet tamper with her memory? Or were they all brainwashed by the prophet? If all of this was a false memory fabricated by the prophet, then when she wakes up, will she be able to see a lively Uma?

Kaisha tried hard to believe the words of the village chief, to believe that the prophet was a good person, and to believe that all this was just a nightmare. But when she looked down and saw the second skin on her body moving slightly, her world turned upside down in an instant.

Under the light of the torches, those faces that should have been shining brightly were now all covered with a thick layer of shadow.

In the blink of an eye, the world turned upside down, and the ground beneath her feet turned into a dark night sky. She fell endlessly with her feet dangling in the air.

Kai'Sa wanted to call for help, but all the villagers turned into Malzahar, floating barefoot in the air.

Pairs of glowing eyes watched Kesha fall into the abyss with indifference, just like the moment she was thrown into the hole.

……

Mayer's wife was once the most beautiful woman in the village. The reason why Mayer stood out among many suitors was perhaps because he was the only hunter among them.

However, the year his wife gave birth, the village suffered a severe drought. The few crops died of thirst due to lack of water, and people could only drink dirty well water.

The seemingly most reliable hunter failed to find a clean water source, which resulted in his wife's death from infection and his newborn baby not growing tall because he did not get enough breast milk.

This incident has always bothered Mayer, so he turned his guilt towards his wife into doubling his love for his daughter. He hunted a lot of prey for Uma in the barren desert so that she would not have to worry about food and clothing.

However, the desert still ushers in drought from time to time. In another year of severe drought, many people in the village died. Meier looked at the well that could not scoop out a drop of water, left the remaining water bag to his daughter, and resolutely left the village.

In search of water, he went to the riverbed where he had hunted before, but there was only a puddle of muddy water with animal carcasses in it, which was undrinkable.

Then he followed the prey he met on the road. Animals would also spontaneously look for water sources. Generally speaking, he could find water sources as long as he followed the prey.

When he arrived at his destination, he found that the river had dried up and many animal carcasses were lying on the exposed riverbed, exposed to the scorching sun and emitting a foul stench of decay.

That was the first time he felt that the sun believed in by Shurima was so hideous.

Just when Mayil was at his wit's end and even had to drink animal blood to quench his thirst, he met a stranger walking barefoot on the hot ground.

The man called himself a prophet, saying he knew everything about the land. His glowing eyes only glanced at Meir and told him the cause of his wife's death.

Meier was horrified and asked the prophet where he could find clean water. The prophet told him to go south and that he would find the cleanest water in the world at the first mountain he encountered.

Before leaving, the prophet told Mayer that people will always suffer all kinds of hardships throughout their lives. The greatest sorrow in Mayer's life was not losing his wife, but losing his daughter after losing his wife. If he wanted to end the suffering, he should go to him.

When Meier came to his senses, the prophet had disappeared in front of him. He kept this in mind and walked south according to the prophet's instructions. Just when he encountered the first mountain, it started to rain.

Rainwater, also called rootless water, is the cleanest water in the world. Mayer, who realized it late, was shocked by the prophet's foresight and prostrated himself to welcome the rain from heaven.

The high mountains blocked the sea breeze from the south, and the rain poured down through the incision, forming a powerful, short-lived torrent. Although it did not last long, it was more than enough to solve the village's urgent needs.

Meier brought the good news back to the village. Every year during the rainy season, they would go to the high mountains in the south to bring rainwater. Since then, no one has died from lack of water in the small village in the valley.

Although he had not been enlightened, Meier became the prophet's most loyal believer, and the prophet's deeds were spread through his mouth. As early as several years ago, he had unknowingly paved the way for the prophet's arrival.

"That girl who came back is a monster!"

"It was the monster that kidnapped Uma and caused the Mayer family to become like this."

"She is still slandering the prophet even now. A monster is a monster. You cannot trust anything she says!"

"We must drive this monster out and never let her into our village! Otherwise, we won't be able to sleep well!"

The noisy voices woke Mayer from his memories. The word he heard most frequently from people was "monster", which was deeply imprinted on his cerebral cortex like a red-hot iron.

"Yes, the girl who came back is a monster. It was she who destroyed the prophet's sacrifice and harmed Uma like this." In a trance, Mayer seemed to hear a familiar voice whispering in his mind: "This monster is your suffering."

The three become tigers, and they all talk about gold.

Mayer was immersed in the great grief of losing his daughter and urgently needed an emotional outlet, so he turned his attention to the unsuspecting Kesha.

His eyes were red and he was already burning with rage. He drew the skinning knife from his waist, stood up suddenly and pounced on Kesa, ready to fight to the death.

On the other hand, Kaisha was speechless and lost in the villagers' accusations. She paid no attention to the warning of the skin armor and did not notice that the danger had quietly arrived.

In the midst of the crisis, the Wild Hunter sighed and attacked again. He controlled the girl to stretch out her arm and grasped Mayer's wrist.

Kesha turned around in surprise and saw a hideous and terrifying face and a blade that was so close yet she couldn't get any closer.

The next moment, the face became extremely distorted, the skinning knife fell to the ground, and the screams scared Kesha so much that she let go of her hand.

Everyone was in an uproar, and their eyes were focused on the direction where a bloody handprint appeared on Mayer's wrist!

Chapter 11 Sooner or Later We Will Be a Family

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"This monster eats people! Stay away from her!"

The villagers watching all saw that the girl seemed to have eyes on her back. Without any warning, she used her hands to accurately block the attack from behind. Then, with a casual squeeze, she tore off a large piece of flesh from the hunter's hand and absorbed it into her body without leaving any!

Watching the villagers retreat in fear, Kesha hesitated to speak, her face looking very ugly, and finally she sat down on the ground resigned to her fate.

Nothing she said would help now. She knew that the Wild Hunt was trying to save her, but in the eyes of others, this was not self-defense. Instead, it only solidified the fact that she was a "monster".

Kaisha was so frustrated that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into. She might as well go underground and fight real monsters instead of living under the misunderstanding of others.

But what she didn't understand was that Mayer and her seemed to have some deep hatred. Even after suffering a lot and knowing that he was no match for her, he still picked up the skinning knife and slashed at her.

That crazy look is just like that of a terminally ill fanatic!

Keisha didn't want to hurt anyone, especially since the other party was Uma's father, so she could only dodge passively.

"Mayel, you bastard! What are you trying to do to my daughter!"

At this moment, a shout of scolding came from outside the crowd. Elisa, who had arrived late, squeezed through the others and ran over. She threw away the torch in her hand, hugged Kesha tightly and cried with joy.

"Keisha, my daughter, you are finally back!"

"Mom, I miss you so much..."

The only person who could not care about the terrible insect armor on the girl was her blood-related mother. No matter what Kesha became, Eliza knew that she was her daughter.

The arrival of her mother allowed Kesha to cry without restraint, and the originally tense atmosphere eased a little.

Mayer looked at the reunited mother and daughter with hatred, and finally did not take action. Instead, he picked up his daughter from the ground.

"Elisa, Keisha has harmed my Uma like this. I must ask for an explanation for my daughter today!"

"We should all calm down and understand what happened. We must not wrongly accuse the child. If it is true, I will definitely give you an explanation."

Elisa wiped her tears and turned around, asking Kesha to tell her everything about the day she disappeared. Kesha told her everything honestly, but she concealed the part about the Wild Hunt.

However, this makes it unreasonable for her to follow the cultists to the sacrificial site. No matter how you explain it, Uma's memory was taken away by the prophet because she went on an adventure with Kesha. Therefore, the villagers unanimously believe that Kesha should bear at least half of the responsibility for Uma's accident.

It was obvious that the prophet was the culprit behind all this, who accepted the village's tribute and refused to let the two girls go, but the villagers instead completely wiped out the blame.

Kesha finally understood that these people were all crooked. She was so disheartened that she didn't want to argue anymore and silently accepted the unfair verdict.

At least, it is much better than the situation just now where everyone was criticizing him.

Eliza saw it with her own eyes and felt pain in her heart, but shifting the problem to the prophet would only arouse public anger. Under pressure, she had to appease everyone first:

"This is indeed my fault. It was my fault that I didn't discipline the child enough, which led to the disaster. Meiyier, you are injured and it is inconvenient for you. Let me take Uma home and help you take good care of her for a few days.

By that time my husband would be back. If Uma's condition did not improve, I would ask him to ask around to see if he could find a doctor who could cure Uma. All the expenses would be borne by our family.

If this still doesn't work...I will raise Uma as my own daughter and take care of her for the rest of her life."

Eliza's answer made Mayer frown: "What about Kesha? You didn't mention your daughter at all. Are you trying to protect her? The murderer should pay the price!"

"What is a murderer? Kesha was also hurt. She is the victim. Do you think she wanted to be like this? Will you be satisfied only if you drive her out of the village?"

"She must be punished for her mistakes, and now she has become a monster. The village can no longer tolerate her. She should be locked up, and then I will take a few people to escort her to the prophet and let the prophet decide everything."

When Mayer heard Eliza say that she wanted to kick Kesha out, she did not agree.

With Kaisha's current abilities, she could survive well even if she was alone in the wilderness, so it was impossible to punish her. More importantly, if there was no help from others or pressure from the rules, he would have no way to deal with Kaisha.

But his request was also rejected by Eliza, a mother who was very firm in her stance to protect her daughter.

"I'm sorry, but I can't agree to that. Kai'Sa is not only my daughter, but also Kassadin's daughter. I can't make such an important decision without him, and neither can you! Whatever you want to do to her, you have to wait until her father comes back before deciding."

Eliza said this forcefully, then gently stroked the child's head and told her not to be afraid.

Kassadin is the backbone of their family and holds an important position in the village.

As a well-known desert guide, it was he who contacted many nomadic tribes and allowed the caravan to take a long detour to visit this remote mountain village; it was he who brought back a lot of news from the outside world and let the villagers know the current situation in Shurima; and it was also he who brought out those young people who wanted to work hard, otherwise they would be trapped in the mountains all their lives.

It can be said that without him, this small mountain village would only become more primitive and barren.

Mayer's expression kept changing from gloomy to bright. Just when Keisha thought he would insist on making her pay the price, he turned around and left, contrary to his usual behavior.

"Eliza, we have both been up all day trying to find our child. Let's forget about it tonight. I want to take Uma back to have a good rest. Let's put this matter aside for now. As a woman, you can't make any decisions. Let's talk about it when your man comes."

"So much the better."

Eliza nodded at Mayer's back, then looked deeply at everyone present, as if she wanted to memorize their faces in her mind.

Then she pushed and pulled the dog away without saying a word. The villagers along the way made way for her, fearing that they might not be able to avoid her.

After returning home, Eliza lit a candle, and the mother and daughter sat by the bed in silence. The stiff atmosphere was not even as harmonious as they appeared in front of outsiders.

After a while, Eliza frowned and asked: "Kesha, why don't you tell the truth?"

"Uh." Kaisha choked. She thought her mother would ask her about the skin armor first, but she was caught off guard.

"Your behavior was already strange before you disappeared. How could I not know if others didn't know? You must have discovered something that made you want to follow those cultists. If that's the case, then why don't you tell me the reason?"

"This..." Keisha hesitated. Her mother's words hit the nail on the head and she immediately discovered her lack of motivation.

"Can't you even tell me?"

Elisa's questioning made Kesa break out in a cold sweat. The skin armor on her body was already terrifying enough. If Elisa knew that she still had an independent consciousness, she might not even acknowledge her as her daughter.

Moreover, the Wild Hunt was a real monster. Although what he said was true, Eliza didn't necessarily think so. It was easy to be resisted if she listened to the monster's words.

Just when Kai'Sa was at a loss, the Wild Hunt spoke.

"Go ahead."

"what?"

"It's okay. You can tell your mother about my affairs."

"Aren't you afraid that your existence will be known?"

"There's nothing to hide. Sooner or later, we'll all be a family."

"You and I? A family?"

"Oh, do you think you can get married like this? This is also one of the prices of power."

The child is only ten years old this year and has never thought about such distant things.Plum blossoms are not there for me, you are empty and there is no Lin...

She had no objection to becoming a monster's bride, because in the storybook her father brought back, there was a story about a human bride who married a monster and found out that the other party was actually kind-hearted, but was cursed and turned into a monster. But she was a little unhappy about the Wild Hunt's forced appointment of her fiancé. Why did one person decide such a big thing on his own?

Kesha bit her nails and was about to retort when her forehead was suddenly pressed by a warm hand. She came to her senses and met her mother's complicated gaze.

"What nonsense are you talking about, kid? If you don't want to talk, forget it. But don't pretend to be sick and scare me. I really can't stand this kind of shock."

"Mom, I actually..."

Seeing her mother's distressed look, Kai'Sa wanted desperately to gain her understanding. Not knowing how to explain, she simply spilled the beans about everything. Anyway, the Wild Hunt had said she could tell it.

The girl told her mother in detail how she found the monster's face through the goat, how she learned from the monster about the threat the village was facing, and finally how the monster turned into a shell on her body to rescue her from the underground cave.

From Kai'Sa's perspective, the Wild Hunt has a basically positive image except for stealing goats at the beginning.

This magical experience put Eliza in a trance. Her face changed for a long time before she managed to utter a word after a long while.

"Keisha, are you sure this isn't something you imagined?"

"Absolutely not. Look, he is right here."

Kesha stretched out her armor-covered arm towards Elisa, who hesitated for a moment before placing her hand on it, using her skin to feel this creepy unknown thing.

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