Chapter 517 - 12: Stirring Emotions

Chapter 517: Chapter 12: Stirring Emotions

Ramding Kingdom, Gray Stone Town, the home of the Farrias couple.

In the early morning, the sun rose as usual.

When the first crowing of the rooster sounded in the morning, the door opened, and Messiah came out of the house.

At this time, she was wearing a faded coarse woolen long dress, with a tightly bound cloth belt around her waist. Over it, she wore a thick stained canvas apron, on her feet were worn wooden-soled leather shoes, and she carried a basket filled with rice, presenting the typical appearance of a common farmwoman.

She came into the yard, grabbing handfuls of rice from the basket and sprinkling it into the yard, while softly making a ’cooing’ sound with her mouth.

“Coo— Coo coo—”

The sound was not loud, but like a key, it set off a commotion within the coop. The flock of chickens, long impatient from waiting, noisily flapped their wings, rushing into the yard with necks outstretched, their little black eyes fixed intently on the basket in her hand.

Messiah squatted down, her worn wooden-soled shoes pressing firmly against the ground. She untied her apron strings, spreading the thick canvas apron, stained with mud and grass, across her knees, forming a makeshift “granary.” Her coarse fingers reached into the basket, picking up a handful of golden grains, with a deft flick of her wrist. The grains scattered like fine rain onto the apron and also splashed onto the muddy ground within the coop.

In an instant, the flock of chickens erupted! Cackling with joy, they flailed down, their fluffy bodies crowding together, pointed beaks pecking rhythmically at the rice grains on the ground with a rapid and satisfied “tok tok” sound.

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Watching the chickens scrambling for food, Messiah’s face carried a slight, familiar calm smile, the morning light outlining her profile wrapped in a coarse linen headscarf as the grains in her basket continued to transform into tiny golden particles in her hand, scattering into the new day.

“Yawn!～”

Just then, Farrias came out carrying a hoe.

Seeing Messiah feeding the chickens in the yard, Farrias yawned and said, “Up so early, Messiah? Why not sleep a little longer?”

Before Messiah could answer, Bonne’s voice came from behind: “Do you think everyone is as lazy as you? Messiah wakes up early every morning, you know?”

Messiah brought up a slight smile on her face: “Good morning, Farrias, good morning, Bonne.”

Having settled in Gray Stone Town, this border town, for over two years now, during this time of living together, Messiah certainly had changed somewhat from before.

You could see it from the slight smile on her face at this moment.

This smile was taught to her by Farrias and Bonne; when you feel comfortable, you should let it show on your face.

And here, spending days together with the Farrias couple made her feel very comfortable.

Bonne laughed: “Good morning, Messiah.”

Having lived together for over two years, the Farrias couple soon considered Messiah as part of their family, especially Bonne, who genuinely liked this diligent, down-to-earth, wise girl from the bottom of her heart, regarding her entirely as a daughter.

The only shortcoming was that Messiah was noticeably of marriageable age, yet she had not found a suitable marriage partner.

In fact, although the population of this small town was not large, there were still plenty of boys of suitable age for Messiah. Bonne had tried more than once to set her up with a suitable boy, but all ended in failure.

Messiah seemed to be naturally awkward when it came to emotions, not adept in this aspect.

Of course,

that was still secondary.

The real reason she couldn’t find a partner was that she seemed to have this peculiar aura, an indescribable feeling. Anyway, every boy who had seen her afterward expressed to Bonne a kind of invisible pressure, making them not dare to have any inappropriate thoughts about her.

This also became a concern for Bonne because, after all, Messiah wasn’t getting any younger. If they waited any longer, she’d become an old maid, and besides, the couple would grow old someday, unable to always look after her like this.

“Achoo!”

At this moment, Farrias, who was walking ahead, sneezed, his body shook slightly, and the hoe on his shoulder nearly hit Bonne behind him.

Bonne couldn’t help but scold: “What are you doing, old fellow!”

Farrias said: “Sorry, sorry, perhaps I didn’t cover myself properly with the blanket last night and got a bit cold.”

Bonne reproached: “I’ve told you, don’t expose your body all day long; you don’t even know how to put on an extra coat when it’s cold. At your age, your brain is still like a pig’s; I ought to take off your crown of the skull and see if there’s anything but crap inside!”

Farrias said impatiently: “Alright, alright, stop with so many words, let’s get to work!”

With that, he ran ahead as if to flee.

Watching this scene, Messiah couldn’t help but ask curiously: “Bonne, do you dislike Farrias?”

Bonne was stunned: “Dislike? Why would you say that?”

Messiah said: “Because you keep scolding him.”

Bonne said angrily: “Isn’t it just because the old guy doesn’t remember stuff no matter how many times…”

At this point, she suddenly realized something and turned her head, seeing Messiah looking puzzled, she couldn’t help but chuckle: “Haha!”

Messiah asked: “What is it?”

“Nothing.”

Bonne shook her head.

Then, she explained: “This isn’t, this isn’t hatred; on the contrary, Messiah, this is emotion; it’s love.”

Messiah didn’t understand: “Emotion?”

Bonne nodded: “Yes, because I care about this old man, that’s why I talk to him like this; after all, I truly don’t want to see him make certain mistakes, especially regarding his health. If something really were to happen and this old fellow goes before me, I can hardly imagine what that world would be like.”

Messiah seemed half-understanding.

Bonne didn’t explain in detail, just said: “This can’t be explained in such a short time; only after you experience it yourself will you understand. Alright, you stay here and watch the house, I and the old guy are going to the fields.”

Bonne chased after Farrias ahead and left.

Perhaps it was Farrias’s bad luck, Bonne’s words came true like a prophecy.

Shortly after coming back that day, Farrias indeed caught a cold.

Even more unfortunate, the next half-month was rainy weather, and midway for harvesting the wheat, Farrias forced himself to go to the fields once.

Although they did get the wheat back, this further worsened Farrias’s already unimproved condition.

In the initial days, he could still walk around, or come into the yard to enjoy some sun, but after half a month, his condition became so severe that he was almost unable to get down from the bed.

Apart from the three meals a day, Farrias mostly stayed bedridden.

This suddenly brought heavy clouds over the previously warm family…

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