Free Web NovelChapter 945: Chapter 465: Please Save Them
When the rebellious words spilled from the girl’s lips, all the surrounding noise vanished.
The entire camp became eerily silent.
It was almost... deathly still.
"..."
Regardless of age or gender, including Brook, everyone stared at the frail yet standing-tall girl with a mysterious gaze.
Kathy... has she gone mad?
What is she thinking?
She wants us to abandon and forget the Ancestor Spirit and turn to some unknown entity.
[Lord Herbert]?
Who is that?
Seek help from Him... is this what changing faith means?
But, for a Divine Spirit we’ve never even heard of, not knowing if He is good or evil, how can we believe in Him and seek help from Him?
They thought the girl had been injured so severely that she was confused.
The Clan is already in such a dire situation; doesn’t she know what it means to change faith temporarily?
If their actions anger the Ancestor Spirit, and the Ancestor Spirit abandons them, then the Beast Ear Clan truly has no chance of survival.
We must not let the Ancestor Spirit abandon us!
"...Haha, Kathy, you must be sleep-talking, right?"
A middle-aged Beastman woman, who had been particularly concerned about Kathy, was the first to break the silence with a dry laugh after a long silence.
"Haha, otherwise, how could you say something like this?"
With this woman attempting to steer the conversation away, some of the people at the side nodded in agreement.
"Cough, yes, that must be it, you need to rest more."
"Yes, yes, rest a bit, and it will all be fine."
"You’re not clear about the situation now..."
These people exchanged a few words, trying to divert the topic entirely, but the girl stared at them with unwavering eyes, slowly shook her head, and said in a deep voice:
"I am clear."
Kathy looked at the gradually silencing crowd, her gaze firm and serious: "I am more aware of the situation than any of you."
"The ones who have forgotten last night, who are unclear about the situation, are you all!"
She looked at the significantly reduced members of the clan, painfully biting her lip, her voice a bit hoarse: "Have you all really forgotten — on whose power did we rely to survive last night?"
Last night?
The crowd was puzzled by the girl’s words, but just as they were about to ask, they suddenly felt as if a switch had been flicked on in their minds.
Click.
With the girl’s words, the mist shrouding the Clan campsite was blown away, and the sealed memories in the minds of everyone began to awaken.
Except for the Great Shaman whose expression remained unchanged, all others displayed expressions of shock.
"W-what is this!!"
"How could I forget!!?"
"So, it was like this..."
In an instant, the Beastmen remembered every bit of what happened last night, recalling the girl being lifted, hovering in the air, appearing as noble as a Divine Lady.
Divine.
There was no doubt she was a true Divine; by merely throwing a few spears with Her incarnation, She had scared away that evil and terrifying enemy.
Powerful and mysterious.
The people remembered every moment of last night, but after the shock and panic... the atmosphere in the camp did not improve much; there were still no smiles on their faces, the mood remained heavy and pressing.
Because the current situation they faced had not changed.
They were unclear about the attitude of the "Lord" towards them.
The fate of the Beastmen and the experiences the Clan endured over the years made them afraid to hold any expectations beneficial to themselves.
They had long gotten used to the senseless malice from others, yet they didn’t dare to presume any benevolence from others.
Kathy understood their concerns but didn’t explain further, just pressing her lips tightly together.
After a moment of silence, it was still that woman who spoke first.
"Kathy, you..."
She swallowed, struggled, and asked, "Child, do you really understand what you are saying? Do you know what this sentence means?"
"Don’t you know what the Ancestor Spirit means to the Clan?"
Everyone looked at Kathy, waiting for her response.
And after a moment of silence, the girl suddenly lifted her head and spoke firmly: "It means I will become a traitor to the Beast Ear Clan."
The Forgotten Forest at night was exceptionally quiet, with no distant sounds of battle.
Clouds drifted across the sky, revealing the Silver Moon in the pitch-black night, like the beautiful eyes of a lady.
Moonlight cascaded down, draping the girl in a silver veil, adding a hint of coolness to her demeanor.
Or perhaps, it was a set of silver-white Battle Armor.
Kathy looked at the silent clan members, her expression resolute, stepping forward, she continued:
"Changing faith is equivalent to betraying generations and centuries of persistence, turning all past wandering and suffering into a joke."
She glanced around, her gaze sweeping across each person’s face: "I understand your worries and know why you hesitate."
Clan members were not only afraid but also... unwilling.
"The world thinks we will wail in this bitter fate, but they are wrong! This long wandering has honed our resolve, making us stronger than ever!"
"We take pride in this, feeling proud and honored by our ancestors’ persistence."
The girl’s solemn voice turned gentle, softly she said: "But this pride should not become Shackles binding us, should it?"
"We can die for pride, but if that happens, there will be no trace of us left in this world."
