Yes I’m Transmigrated. What. I’m Mother Of Five Children - Chapter 14 Blood Donor For Queen Bee
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So, apparently their Queen had been sick since last year. Many died, including the healer mages. The problem was… miasma.
“We couldn’t move her majesty, so we looked for healer from outside. But… he couldn’t do anything. He said, we must move to other area. And, he said, only priest can heal her majesty.” Ciel looked so sad and distressed.
“That quack! Her majesty couldn’t even moved without feeling pain. If we brought her to the church, that far… how’d she suppose to last?!!” Dace punched his fist to the air angrily.
“You’re not trying to go to the church? Maybe someone will come and help,” Ar asked.
“I am not a doctor… nor a healer. You’re so sure I can help, you must had known the cure?” I guessed right, Ciel just nodded in silence.
“Let’s see the Queen first. I don’t mind,” Ar suggested.
Ciel led Ar and I to their nest. Dace came with Saq, flying in silent, looking with suspicion. I really, really felt bad. How to say it? Imagine yourself have a superpower, then you accidentally wrecked down house next door. When outside, it’s fear. And when you’re going inside, it’s guilty that you felt more. But
I kept my guard up. If they’re up to no good, I’ll just grab Ar and run. I wanted to pay debt, but I treasured my life more. Yes, sorry for being a jerk if that times really come.
Their nest was like… bees nest. Okay, what’d I expect? Of course it was, moron!
I thought they would be more hostile. Well, it’s an accident, but I really ruined their neighborhood. But no, there’s no bad vibe. Instead, I saw relief in their faces.
Because Ar and I couldn’t possibly shrink, they brought the Queen to the ground with a big leaf, super duper carefully.
I thought I would see a sickly pale beautiful princess. I was so shocked that I was speechless.
She was in her bee version. And… and… with more than half of her body black stiff.
“Is she even alive?” Ar smacked his own lips, “I am sorry.”
“Do I know you? You look so familiar,” a beautiful fairy… bee, descended in front of Ar. A pretty blonde girl in her late teens, tiny size.
Ar looked at the girl carefully, then smile bloomed on his face. “Princess bee? Long time no see! So… you are from here… Eh, it’s me! I’m Argee Firestone. I’ve met you with my Dad, like… five or six years ago, remember?”
“Firestone? Oh, you are Jaq hero’s only son! You… become a boy, I see.” Princess smiled.
“Now I have a little brother. But, that’s not important. Can you tell what really happened to the Queen?” (Ar)
Sshh… I knew, it’s not my business. But, hey! Now Rooga supposed to be my son, how dare he said that my lil elf kid’s unimportant! Right in front of me! Ugh, that made me uncomfortable.
“This Miss Elf is…?” finally she looked my way.
“I… ah… his… official mother? Something like that.”
“I’m sorry, Mrs Firestone. I’m Clare.” Princess introduced herself.
“I’m Sally. Just call me Sal or Mrs Elf.” I didn’t like the feeling become Mrs Hero. Ugh, spare me, please!
“Princess Bee is my friend. If you could, I also ask you to help, Sal. Please save my friend’s mother.”
“Speak.” I stared at Ciel and then Clare.
“It’s… blood. The cure is blood from specific people.” Clare looked at her mother, flying down to her side.
“Elf blood?” I asked for sure.
“No. The blood must from someone who has strong light affinity, or has the blessing of god. Like… highpriest, sage, and hero.” (Clare)
“We saw how powerful you were. And… while your magic was violent, Princess realized that the earth became clean because of it.” (Ciel)
“Excuse me? Please explain, I don’t get it.”
“The water and wind you created were filled with your mana,” Ar nodded in understanding. “You’re fitting the role. You’re (ex) highpriest. And you’re also (ex) god’s messenger.”
I agreed gave them my blood. Fortunately they didn’t need to soak her. Even with super body, I wouldn’t want to slit my palm or wrist for anything. Just three drops were enough.
“By the way… You’re bees, so you made honey, right? Can I try a little?”
If their honey’s good, then I hit a jackpot this time.