"Yeah, yeah! Youâre so amazing, miss! You killed the bad guys and saved us. Youâre a great hero!"
The little girl said happily, tears from her earlier fear still streaking her face.
But now, her smile was completely genuine.
Stella Sterling paused, then burst out laughing. Those two words, "great hero," felt so out of place when applied to her.
After all, she was used to being cursed. Back at the Orilon Complex, people had called her a devil to her face, and even more had cursed her behind her back.
This was the first time anyone had ever called her a good person.
âA good person...â That word felt so foreign.
Seeing Stella Sterling laughing so heartily, the others around her began to smile as well.
In their hearts, Sterling was a true hero.
The hero who had saved them.
In the apocalypse, people were accustomed to life and death. Many had grown numb, most just looked out for themselves, and no one went looking for trouble.
Even those with the power to help wouldnât risk it.
Before they were saved, some others had already fallen victim to those brutes.
It wasnât that others hadnât passed by before.
But most had chosen to look the other way.
The few who couldnât bear to watch and wanted to help either gave up, fearing the perpetratorsâ backers, or they werenât strong enough and ended up suffering the same fate at the hands of those brutes.
Someone like Sterling, who was both powerful and willing to intervene, was a rare sight indeed.
They were all deeply grateful to Sterling.
After she finished laughing, Stella Sterling patted the little girlâs head again, a smile on her face. "Iâm no good person, you know."
The little girl didnât understand. All she saw was the gentle smile on the womanâs face. In her heart, she secretly vowed to one day become someone just like her.
Someone who wouldnât be bullied and could also help others.
Stella Sterling ruffled the girlâs hair. It had been a long time since sheâd seen such innocent eyes, so she chatted with the girl for a while.
All the while, the little boy watched nervously. He was worried, and a look of conflict flickered in his eyes, but in the end, he held his tongue and said nothing.
After chatting with the little girl for a bit, Stella Sterling returned her to her brother. "Sheâs adorable, but in this apocalypse, being too innocent and naive isnât a good thing. You canât protect her forever."
You wonât last long in the apocalypse if youâre too naive and innocent. That was Stella Sterlingâs warning.
She believed the nine-year-old boy in front of her could understand. He had proven himself to be both smart and brave.
Without waiting for his reaction, Stella Sterling found a spot to rest.
Then she noticed Professor Lawrence, who had been quiet since theyâd boarded, staring at the old man she had just brought on board.
As if sensing her gaze, Professor Lawrence looked over at her.
He gave Stella Sterling a nod.
Then his gaze returned to the old man, a puzzled look on his face.
But the old manâperhaps due to his age, poor health, and the recent shockâhad fallen asleep shortly after boarding and didnât notice the professorâs strange behavior.
Stella Sterling considered for a moment, then walked over and sat down beside Professor Lawrence. "Do you know him?"
Professor Lawrence nodded, then shook his head. "He looks a lot like an old friend of mine, but there are some big differences. I canât be sure."
Then he looked at Stella Sterling. "Do you know what he did for a living?"
âThis girl brought him along, so he must be useful to her. She probably knows who he was before all this.â
"An educator. A teacher, Iâd guess."
Stella Sterling replied casually.
Hearing her answer, Professor Lawrenceâs eyes flickered. Seeing his reaction, Stella Sterling asked with a smile, "So you really do know him?"
âIf so, this old manâs identity probably isnât so simple. How could an acquaintance of Professor Lawrence be an ordinary educator?â
"Iâm still not sure. Weâll have to wait until he wakes up and ask him. But if he really is my old friend, then my dear girl, youâve found yourself another treasure."
He said, looking at her with a hint of envy.
âThis girl really is lucky. She just casually recruits a few people, and so many of them turn out to be talented.â
Stella Sterling didnât seem surprised or particularly impressed. She simply said, "Even if he is, Iâve earned it. If I hadnât been kind enough to save him, heâd be dead, no matter what kind of treasure he is."
"Thatâs true."
Professor Lawrence said with a smile and a nod.
He was now even more glad he had accepted Stella Sterlingâs invitation to join her base.
âHer methods might be a bit unorthodox, but at least she has principles.â
âAnd principles are what matter...â
Stella Sterling added, "Besides, theyâre the lucky ones for getting to join my base."
She was as confident and audacious as ever. But by now, Professor Lawrence had grown accustomed to her way of speaking and remained calm. He just chimed in, "Yes, yes. Weâre the lucky ones."
The rest of the journey was smooth. Before long, they were back within the Mirefall Region, not far from Mount Caeluna.
Stellaâs confidence had made Professor Lawrence incredibly curious about Caeluna the whole way.
They were almost there when, unexpectedly, they were set upon by robbers on the lake.
Tattered inflatable rafts blocked their path. Over twenty of them were lined up across the water, cutting off any way forward.
Each raft held two or three people, all of them brandishing large blades, forming a veritable wall of steel!
"Stop where you are! This is our territory! If you want to pass, leave your food behind!"
The speaker was a man on the only speedboat among the flotilla of rafts.
He stood at the prow of the speedboat, hands clasped behind his back, staring straight ahead.
He might have looked impressive, if you ignored the way his body wobbled unsteadily.
"Lake pirates? Seriously?"
Stella Sterlingâs tone was mocking. She went out to assess the situation, followed by Shane Lawrence, a now-awake Paige Bell, and one other person.
Seeing people emerge, the pirates grew bolder. "If you know whatâs good for you, hand over your food and supplies! Otherwise, the blades in our hands arenât just for show!"
As they shouted, they brandished their blades more fiercely, as if trying to intimidate them through sheer force.
"Trying to rob us, from Caeluna? They must have a death wish."
Shane Lawrence scoffed, looking at the men ahead as if they were a bunch of idiots.
Stella Sterling looked at them with a benevolent smile. "Iâll leave these guys to you. Any problem with that?"
"No problem, Sterling!"
The few people behind her replied in unison, their voices full of respect.
These pirates had just tried to rob them. They had picked the wrong target.