Chapter 833 (1/2)

Chapter 833: An Unexpected Conversation

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Lorgar’s heart sank at Roland’s unscrupulous gaze.

She knew what she looked like. Back in Iron Sand City, she had heard many people call her lycanthrope monster, half man or the Abandoned One secretly behind her back. Fearing these names would hurt the self-esteem of the third daughter of the chief, nobody had ever dared openly address her in that way.

But she was currently not in Iron Sand City and was no longer the princess shielded by the Wildflame clan, so she had to face these venomous comments on her own.

“Are your ears… and tail both real?” The chief hesitated for a long time before eventually blurting out. “Do you have to use magic power to maintain this shape, or they’ve become a part of your body?”

Lorgar bit her lip. Instead of answering the question, she pushed her hair back, revealing her one side of her face where her normal ear had disappeared. “I can’t tuck them back, Your Majesty. I know they look very strange, but this is what I really look like. I don’t want to hide my imperfection… If you insist, I’ll try to avoid going to public places so that I won’t scare people out.”

Although Lorgar had resolved to embrace herself long before, she still had a mean opinion of herself on such an occasion when being directly questioned. Divine Ladies were viewed as powerful and beautiful beings by Mojins, who were favored by all the clans and admired by all young warriors, but she, unfortunately, was an exception.

She had been ignored after her awakening. Her legitimacy had been questioned even by her own clansmen, which was the reason her father had decided to name her as his heir. Lorgar dedicated herself to physical training and pretended that she did not care about those floating rumors, but sometimes, it was just hard to remain indifferent when so many people pointed finger at her back.

She had certainly anticipated these scenarios, but since she had chosen her path, she would not easily cede to her fate no matter what difficulties were awaiting her. The endless sand road in her dream had pointed where she should go. At these thoughts, the wolf girl erected herself, trying to look audacious.

The chief smacked his lips. “Strange? Why did you say that?”

Lorgar, who was prepared to receive any vicious remarks, stunned for a second. “Huh? Isn’t it because…”

“They don’t look like human ears?” Roland shrugged. “Ordinary men don’t have magic power either, and these two ears aren’t affecting your hearing or mobility. So, how can you say they’re defective? They’re simply a unique feature of yours, a very interesting one indeed. Don’t you think these two ears look pretty?”

“Ahem, Your Majesty, please mind your language.” At that moment, Lorgar heard a woman’s voice behind the chief. The voice was very low and soft, but she still captured it.

Yet she was, at that time, too absorbed in the chief’s comment to think about anything else.

Pretty?

Lorgar had never associated herself with the word “pretty”. For a second, she failed to come up with an answer, her cheeks burning, her brooding courage almost gone.