Chapter 26 (1/2)
Moya was the chief veterinarian of the Yassin Tribe. He possessed superior medical expertise and was particularly skilled in dealing with various post-war wounds and wound healing. Furthermore, because he was a sub-beast and had the ability to pacify, he could also calm the restlessness of beastmen to a certain degree, as well as being able to calm some non-beast animals. For those reasons, Moya was very popular in the tribe.
Especially recently, during the time free from war, other than a few medical visits he mostly saw a few single beastmen that would call on him for a ‘medical’ visit every day. He was incredibly idle.
Since he was unoccupied, although it was early in the evening he had just finished washing up and brushing his teeth with the intention of climbing into bed. At that moment he noticed that a stupid dog had made its way into his place.
Moya’s complexion sank, “Erha, you are getting more and more gutsy. You dare to charge into my place at night? You really need a spanking!”
The one who came in was that husky who was crazy about sub-beasts; he was also a frequent visitor there. After all, Moya was not only beautiful, but also intelligent and capable, and most importantly he was still single! How could Erha avoid forming a favourable impression of him?
Thus, he came with daily reports of illness and injury.
Moya was not genuinely bothered by him. Compared to other beastmen who tried to flaunt their power and only focused on their sleek fur and large muscles, Erha seemed more vivacious and cute.
It was just that Moya absolutely did not allow any beastman to come in at night.
You should know that the night was the most dangerous time, especially after sub-beast fell asleep. At that time, they had no control over their spiritual power, so the energy they emitted held a fatal attraction for the beastman.
If they could not resist, then they would be charging straight towards calamity!
However, contrary Moya’s expectations, Erha’s behaviour was not stupid like in the past. His brow was furrowed and he spoke in an unusually solemn manner, “Moya, come quickly, the chief had an accident!”
When Moya heard that, he was immediately alarmed!
He immediately threw his cloak over his shoulders, grabbed his medicine box, and rushed out through the door.
When all was said and done, he was only a small beast and his body’s strength was not that good. Although the clinic was not too far from the chief’s place, it would still be a waste of time for him to run there himself.
Without saying anything further, Erha rushed forward and bent down, lifting Moya up onto his back. After that, he quickly took off towards their destination.
Moya had always had a calm and reserved character in the past. He had never been in such close contact with another beastman, and for a moment he actually felt a little panicked.
“Hold on, I’m going to speed up.”
When he heard Halso (Erha’s full name) say that, Moya did not dare to think. He could only hug his neck tightly and lower his own body to accommodate the beastman’s pace.
Although Halso was not a beastman that specialized in speed, his overall qualities were still high. Even though he was carrying a man on his back at this moment, his speed did not diminish in the slightest amount. Within about two or three minutes they had reached the chief’s dirt hut.
Moya climbed down and rushed into the home carrying his box of medicine.
He had also heard about the matter that had passed during the day. Some beastmen from another tribe had mounted a sneak attack against the tribe, but he did not hear that someone was injured. It was already night, did something go wrong with the chief? Don’t tell me that he had hidden an injury?
If so, then who knew what state it could worsen to after delaying treatment the entire day!
In particular, since Yier could not calm Yalike’s restlessness, then medical treatment could prove to be very troublesome. If the chief was somehow incapacitated, then the whole tribe would be in an upheaval—it was truly a crafty scheme by the enemy!
Moya was growing more and more worried. He quickly pushed his way through the door, only to see a strong and healthy Yalike. The beastman did not even have the smallest trace of an injury, so he could only stare at him blankly.
He soon reacted once he noticed the sub-beast held within Yalike’s arms.
That short fluffy silver-white hair and those little furry black ears; these unique characteristics shocked Moya. That was Yier!
What happened to Yier?
Moya and Yier grew up together since childhood, and both of their parents died prematurely so they were mutually dependent for survival. Although they did not suffer many grievances within the tribe since they were sub-beasts, their congenial temperaments and similar life experiences led them to develop a deep friendship.
The moment that he thought Yier may have been wounded, Moya paled. He understood thoroughly how weak sub-beasts were. Even if he was only slightly injured, late treatment may not be able to guarantee his life!
Moya advanced forward carrying the medicine box, and since he saw that Yalike was still holding Yier, he could not help but request, “Chief, please put him down, I’ll do an examination.”
Yalike did not move and answered in an ice-cold voice, “Do it like this, I will not hinder you.”
Moya was stumped for words and he could not help silently cursing in his heart: What are you up to, just now beginning to play at being affectionate!
However, Moya did not dare to delay. He took out an instrument and began to check over Yier’s body.
The more he examined, the more puzzled he became. Moya stared blankly for a moment, then changed his angle, and then continued to check Yier. As the time spent checking extended, Qin Mo’s complexion grew worse and worse, and the surrounding temperature dropped well below zero.
Erha, who was standing next to them, could not help trembling, but Moya did not feel a thing. He gradually shed the tension in his brows from his concerns, and it was replaced by pleasant surprise and a trace of doubt.
He simply put away his instrument and placed his hand directly on top of Yier’s heart. After that he closed his eyes, and after about a minute all traces of concern disappeared.
He smiled faintly and assured Yalike, “Chief, no need to worry, Yier is entering his developmental period!”
Qin Mo frowned slightly, “Developmental period? Why did he lose consciousness?” He had Yalike’s memories, so he understood how a sub-beast’s developmental period should go. However, nowhere could he find a memory that there would be a loss of consciousness.
Moya has always had a face as cold as a flower on a mountain peak, but at that moment he showed some rare excitement, “Under normal circumstances, when a sub-beast enters their period of development they will have three different waves. Generally they don’t have much of a response, and it mostly occurs overnight while they are sleeping. Yier’s circumstances are very special and extremely rare, but they are not without precedent.”
After a pause, he said with more excitement, “This coma occurred during the developmental period, and that indicates that Yier’s spiritual power is extremely powerful. His body was overloaded, so this happened as a self-protection measure.”
Finally he concluded, “Chief, sir[1]! This is a good thing! This means that Yier is the sub-beast who inherited the lineage of God’s Prophet!”
When Shi Qing finally woke up, it was just in time to hear Moya’s words.
He closed his eyes for half a day; who is Moya? He became aware—he was Yier’s good brother, and at the same time he recalled that Moya was a celebrated veterinarian within the tribe.
Shi Qing recalled what he had personally experienced and in his heart he knew that it was finally time. The Yier that was eighty percent slower to develop when compared to his peers was finally maturing…
That actually did not give him a big shock. What really made him have a dizzy spell were Moya’s words.
Moya cautioned, “Chief, Yier is now in his developmental stage and he needs to be carefully protected. No matter what, he absolutely cannot take part in any intimate behaviour whatsoever. It could stimulate his heart and cause him pain and suffering!”
Qin Mo was unperturbed, “En.”