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Chapter 237

Chapter 237: Unraveling the Knot

The few elders who came in hurried over upon hearing that Nia had returned.

The younger generation of the tribe had been instructed beforehand and were relatively well-behaved, but Nia had just returned and might be more impulsive. Added to that, as an Extraordinary Being, she indeed had the capital to act impulsively, which made people even more concerned.

The Horned Goat Tribe had finally settled here. Although it was remote and the surrounding land wasn’t fertile, fortunately, there was a suitable terrain that could shelter them from winter storms, greatly reducing the number of livestock that would freeze to death. Everyone intended to let things go and not seek out the Wolf-Eared Tribe for the attack.

“I understand, Chief. You don’t need to worry; I won’t act on my own.”

Nia nodded slightly, indicating her emotional stability, which allowed the elders to relax. This young lady was their hope for the future, and they couldn’t afford any risks.

“Mm, there’s no need to be too hasty. Study well at Emanas. If you reach Sequence 6 in the future, then you can deal with them later.”

After several elders comforted her, they left.

Seeing Elder Kan’s wounds gradually healing, Nia and Lolan walked out. By this time, it was quite late.

Scattered stars dotted the sky, flames burned in the fire pits outside the tents, and distant mountains were shrouded in darkness. Occasionally, the howls of wolves echoed far away, and the grasslands around them buzzed with insect sounds.

The night air was chilly. Nia wrapped her sleeves tighter and walked beside Lolan, looking at the distant wilderness and the busy tribespeople. Then she spoke.

“This is the tribe where I grew up.”

“The numbers aren’t many, and we’re also quite weak, often bullied and attacked by neighboring tribes,” Nia said, her head slowly lowering as she walked.

“When I was young, I didn’t quite understand things. I often pestered my parents for food. Later, I realized that many tribespeople were going hungry, saving every bit they could,” she continued.

“Later, I felt very ashamed and hoped that someday everyone could have enough to eat, and no one would freeze in winter.”

“So I studied the Extraordinary Sequence very hard, hoping to help everyone.”

“Luckily, I was able to enter Emanas.” Nia raised her head, looking at the fire pit set up in the open space, then extended her left hand, watching the orange-yellow flame flicker in the wind, changing into various shapes.

“At first, I thought I should count as a little genius and was quite confident,” she said quietly, her eyes reflecting the firelight.

“But later, I gradually discovered that everyone was very smart, and their strength was also great. I wasn’t exceptionally gifted,” her voice trailed off, becoming low and solemn.

“I’m not special; I’m just an ordinary person. There are many things I can’t do, and I can’t do them well.”

A hand pressed on Nia’s wrist, turning her head.

Lolan looked at the young Horned Goat girl with short light brown hair and said, “Then what? What do you want to say? Do you want to give up?”

“I—” Nia wanted to speak but found herself at a loss for words, silent for a moment.

“Does it have to be someone with the most talent? Does it have to be the strongest?”

“If you encounter difficulties, find ways to overcome them.”

“Why do you reject yourself so much, saying you lack talent, can’t learn, can’t do it?”

“Are you genuinely eager to achieve this, or because you want others to feel sorry for you, sympathize with you, and not blame you?”

“If it’s about making money, of course, choose the best method or industry for yourself. But mission and dreams are different. They can’t be weighed. If you can put them on the scale without hesitation, it means they’re just words to you, not your true feelings.”

In the dark night, the black hair of the girl fluttered in the wind, like black crystal eyes reflecting the firelight, looking at the Horned Goat girl.

The words of the white-dressed girl with black hair pierced through the Horned Goat girl’s unconscious hesitation and evasion. She stood there dazed, her mind ringing. Was this really her true thoughts? Although she felt guilty and seemed angry on the surface, she was actually quite calm inside, so calm that it made her appear cowardly, avoiding everything.

Did she really want to lead everyone to change the current situation? No, in fact, she had no confidence at all. Such a cowardly self leading others would only lead to a worse outcome.

She wasn’t fit to be a leader; such a position should be taken by someone stronger, like Lolan. She wasn’t smart, her talents were average, and she lacked experience. Why did she think she could do better than the old chief?

She wasn’t the chosen one by fate, unable to achieve feats like Keda Lun.

Thinking of this, Nia lowered her head despondently.

“Yes, I’m actually avoiding things. I fear taking on my responsibilities because I can’t do them well.”

“But you have no choice,” the black-haired girl turned around, looking at the distant lights and tents.

“You were born into this tribe. Your parents, elders, relatives, and friends are all connected to you, making it impossible to cut ties.”

“You love everything here and want to make changes, but you feel inadequate, afraid that you might lead everyone astray, right?”

“Yes, Lolan.”

“Then, who will you find to take your place and become the next chief? Are there any younger generations within the tribe stronger than you?”

“They will grow stronger,” Nia answered somewhat bewildered.

“Then why can’t you grow stronger?” Lolan turned around and asked this self-deprecating Horned Goat girl.

“How little confidence do you have in your future?”

“Will you stop moving forward if you can’t reach 100%? Will you never start if you can’t be perfect?”

“Take one step, then another. The road will broaden.”

“Perhaps the result won’t be perfect, but as long as it’s better than before. Even if you can’t reach the end, strive to nurture the next generation to take over the task. One day, you’ll reach the end. Future generations will remember that there was once a pioneer named Nia.”

Nia looked at this determined black-haired girl, feeling a warmth in her heart.

“So, even I can do it?” she said, trembling slightly.

“I remember you saying before that you wanted to change the current state of the tribe, break this millennium-old fate,” the black-haired white-dressed girl gently hugged Nia, whispering in her ear.

“If this is what you truly desire, I believe you can do it.”

In the night, the girl’s eyes sparkled like stars, resembling the Milky Way.

Thank you, Xingbu Ji, n0000000000o, Kansetsu, Yuyali Sha.


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She Is Not a Witch

She Is Not a Witch

才不是魔女
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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Native Language: Chinese
She is a silver-haired maiden who lives in the forest. She is the teacher of the seven legendary heroes. She is the Sage who represents the stars and wonders. She is the guide who quells ten world disasters. Her name is Lorraine Hill, and she is not a witch. As the poem describes it. Like the sunlight that descends upon the world, she who has bright and transparent wings carries with her the legacy of another human civilization, bringing hope and blessings to this new world.

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