Zongman, the harem life of the healing wizard

Emilia was startled and asked, "Where are your parents..."

The atmosphere became subtle.

Emilia understood something and didn't ask any more questions. In this small tavern, she told her story to the girl she had never met before.

"When I was seven years old, I woke up alone in the forest. If Nangong and Parker hadn't been by my side, I would have been as confused as you are now."

He would just wander the streets and become a thief.

Nangong said calmly: "If an individual steals something, it may be his own problem, but what about a group of people? Right at the foot of the royal city, Lugnica actually has such a large slum, which is already very telling."

This is not a problem of a feudal kingdom in another world, but the entire corrupt social system.

Everyone was silent.

The blonde girl clenched her fists and lowered her head. “I’m different from the Sword Saint. Apart from Master Rom, I’ve never felt love in this world…”

Grandpa Rom said worriedly: "Feirut."

"That's right! I stole, robbed, smashed and burned everything, so what? You also understand why I have nothing!"

When she looked up again, Felt's eyes were red. That being said, the worst thing she had ever done was stealing like the wind.

At this moment, everyone present was shocked by the accusation of a poor loli's soul.

"You're not without anything. Aren't you loved by the wind?" Nangong pressed Firut's head hard.

"Hey?"

The blonde girl looked up in shock.

"Don't forget, my eyes can see through everything, even the protection of the Sword Saint." Nangong smiled calmly, "To be precise, it is the Protection of the Lion King. After all, you are affected by your bloodline and loved by your parents."

“So it’s not the [Divine Protection of Wind]?” Beatrice muttered.

Master Luo Mu was surprised and said, "You actually saw through me... Sir, who are you?"

"He's just a brave warrior passing by." Nangong said playfully, "Decades ago, the leader of the demihumans in the kingdom's civil war actually lived in seclusion here and became a small black marketeer."

Everyone was in awe.

The old giant just hunched over and remained silent.

“So, Master Rom already knew my background?” Firut’s eyes widened.

"Now that things have come to this, I will not hide it from you. It is precisely because of this relationship that the late king entrusted you to me. Being kidnapped by thieves was just a cover."

Grandpa Rom sighed.

"The Dragon Calendar Stone has long revealed the fate of this country, just like our failure. The Dragon God has long foreseen that the royal bloodline will soon be cut off, and only by sending you out can we escape this plague. Your parents stayed for this country and were willing to die."

After all, there is no way to fight against the curse of fate.

Firut said blankly: “How could it be? So this is it…”

Grandpa Rom told everything.

"They left the hope of life to you. This is also part of the contract signed between the [Shenlong] and the Lion King of Lugnica. Now, no one in this world knows the exact content of the contract except the Shenlong. You are the only remaining bloodline of the royal family. One day you will go to the end of the world to find the answer."

That is the big waterfall where the dragon lives.

"You also have heroic parents." Nangong said gently, "The so-called 'protection' is actually a manifestation of love. From the beginning, you did not receive the protection of the world, but the protection of your parents, right?"

The little thief was their beloved daughter.

Emilia silently hugged Parker, holding Nangong's hand, and could empathize with him.

At this moment, Firut wavered.

“So, this child is the final candidate for the King’s Choice. I heard that the Dragon Calendar Stone predicted five Dragon Priestesses. The kingdom is not doing well now, so we have to change it with our own hands. Let’s work hard together, Felt!”

The silver-haired girl smiled and stretched out her slender hand.

"Hey?"

Firut looked down at his dirty little hands, dazed.

Can this pair of "pickpockets" who can only steal things really... change this country?

Finally, the blonde girl gave her hand to Emilia, as if she was healed by the warmth. The two beauties, one big and one small, looked like a pair of princess sisters.

"The nutrition provided by milk alone is far from enough. If Firut continues to live in this environment, he will only grow poorly." Nangong pondered, "Why not take him back to the Mezas family and raise him together?"

Grandpa Rom suddenly opened his eyes, releasing a ray of light.

"Young man, the Mezas you mentioned, could it be that Lord Roswaal..."

"it's me."

Only the clown's accent was heard, and the blue-haired hermaphrodite walked in.

"I've also finished my work, Lord Nangong. It seems that after Lady Emilia, we have to announce Lady Firut's identity to the court." Roswaal smiled and said, "I heard that many noble families are looking for the whereabouts of the last Dragon Priestess. It seems that you got there first."

Behind the king's election is the political struggle of the nobles of the Kingdom of Lugnica. Everyone wants to support a puppet king and make a contribution to the kingship. After the new king ascends the throne, he can also guarantee the prosperity and wealth of the family.

For a simple girl, these conspiracies and calculations are too dark.

"On the battlefield decades ago, Lord Roswaal's magic was truly divine." Grandpa Rom lowered his head even lower, "Brother, as long as Firut agrees, I, Cromwell, am willing to obey your orders."

Even Roswaal wanted to serve him as his master. Who on earth was this man...

"We're raising daughters anyway, so raising another one won't be a big deal."

Nangong Xuan was holding two beautiful girls, one big and one small.

"I have a younger sister?" Emilia chuckled.

Ram and Rem were not so optimistic.

"If the Mezas family supports two candidates for the royal election at once, they will become a thorn in the eyes of others. It is inevitable that hostile forces will secretly make trouble..."

"Today, Lord Nangong's actions have also offended the Astraea family. As a family of sword saints, I wonder how many sword saint-level masters they have hidden."

"It's okay. If you need anything, find Ross."

Nangong Xin said: What they are going to deal with is a mule, what does it have to do with a "parant" like me?

Roswaal smiled and said, "Yes, it's my honor."

The girls present were speechless as they looked at this funny master and servant.

Firut looked around, feeling mixed emotions at the environment where she grew up.

From now on, will Grandpa Rom and I leave with them and never come back?

“I want to go home.” Firut suddenly looked up. “Hey, would you like to come with me?”

"Hey?"

Nangong Xuan was still feeling strange when he saw the girls looking at him with resentful eyes. Firut smiled and hugged his arm.

"You said you wanted to date me."

"You're going to be taken home by your girlfriend so soon? In a sense, you've already met her parents. Rem-Rem, you've been abandoned by a heartless man."

"Because the cute maid has grown up, has the lolita control become unsatisfied? Sister, sister, we were abandoned by a philandering man."

The sharp-tongued twin sisters started the double torture again.

"Lolita complex? Yes, that's right. After being touched, I'm no longer pure. Hey, you have to take responsibility..."

Felt was playing with the golden hair by her ears, feeling uneasy. Her hairstyle was very unique, and it was obvious that she had tied it herself.

"Stare~"

The girls cast suspicious glances at him.

"My name is Nangong Xuan, not Hey." Nangong turned around and said, "Everyone, pack up your things and prepare to go home. I'll keep an eye on her to prevent her from running away again."

Slums at sunset, in front of the pub.

Firut's face was dyed red by the afterglow. She put her hands behind her back, walked as lightly as the wind, and smiled back.

"This is my first date in my life, Brother Nangong~"

Chapter 256: The Gut Hunter, a Hybrid

On the slum streets, both sides of the road were lined with tents set up by vagrants. The cloth that could be called a ceiling was all tattered and could not keep out the wind and rain.

“This is my home.” Firut hummed happily, “The wind can come in, the rain can come in, but the king can’t come in~”

Lugnica is the first jungler.

It is hard to imagine that a beautiful girl of only fifteen years old grew up in such a "home". Thanks to the care of Grandpa Rom and her young age, she was not targeted by the thieves.

Beatrice appeared out of nowhere and murmured, "There's not even a door. This way Betty can't use magic related to 'doors'."

"Ah, Betty is here too?" Feruto was overjoyed.

Beatrice turned her head away and said, "Don't you welcome friends to your home? It's the first time for Betty too..."

"friend……"

Firut muttered to herself, then smiled and nodded heavily.

"Ok!"

Unexpectedly, the great elf who just walked out of the [Forbidden Library] became good friends with the thief princess from the slums. It can be seen that the two golden-haired lolis are very lonely.

"Big Sister Felt!"

A group of hooligans were beaten black and blue and came over crying. Nangong looked carefully and found that they were driven away by Ram's wind magic.

"Slum Street is our territory. How can we allow outsiders to act so recklessly?"

"The other party is a very powerful wind magician. If it's the big sister..."

Felt spread his hands and said, "My wind can only speed up a little, there is nothing I can do to them. Soon, Grandpa Rom and I will follow this man and leave."

"Hey?"

"Big Sister is moving?"

The group of bad guys were stunned.

It turned out that Firut had made a great reputation in the slums. It was not because of her fighting ability, but because she had always been robbing the rich to help the poor and doing charity.

The bad boys around her were deeply impressed by her personal charm and were willing to call her "Big Sister".

"Wait, this guy seems to be in the same group with that red-haired devil."

Finally someone recognized Nangong Xuan and pointed at him excitedly.

"He even beat up the Sword Master, why doesn't he run away?" Firut reminded kindly.

"You guys, do you still dare to cause trouble?"

Before Beatrice could make a move, Nangong Xuan conjured up the [Dragon Sword] Red, and the dazzling sword instantly shocked everyone. He had no interest in bullying the weak, so he just put on the scabbard and swung out a sword energy.

"boom!"

All the thugs present were blown away.

"Death, death!"

"My family, not only did we not get any food, but we also had two beatings..."

If Reinhard knew that his ancestral sword was used in a street fight, he would definitely cry.

“We are all thick-skinned anyway, so we won’t die…” Felt looked back and said, “Ah, my home!”

Seeing the "door panel" of his house blown away by the sword wind and smashed to pieces on the ground, Felt grabbed a pile of wooden boards, wanting to cry but unable to.

"Bad guy, you have to pay me!"

Nangong comforted: "Well, we have everything in our new home."

"That's good."

Felt immediately stopped crying. Every piece of trash was collected with great effort, and it was hard to let it go.

Nangong asked doubtfully, "You don't have a hoarding habit, do you? This is a disease and needs to be treated."

"I can't help it. I'm too poor." Felt said carelessly, "If I don't make more money, I'll have to sell my body. Grandpa Rom was saving money to support my schooling."