By the ti Sera finished her story, nobody had any doubt about her humanity. She only cried a few tis during her retelling, while her audience fared much worse.
Everyone, even the most taciturn of the council mbers, couldn’t help but sob with empathy. At so point, Amayeta rolled over and began holding her hand throughout the rest of her story.
The doctor kept staring at the Angel with disbelief in her eyes. She never would’ve guessed Sera went through so much suffering, since her confidence and kind nature were the exact opposite of her experience in life.
Most people would’ve begun hurting others, so they wouldn’t be alone in their pain. However, Sera simply internalized and pushed away all her hatred. She rose above such useless emotions, and even guided others on the sa path.
Her achievents awed everyone, her sufferings made their heartache. Eventually, when she finished her story, the room quickly plunged into silence.
Nobody dared ask questions or make any sound that could break this serene atmosphere.
Sera just leaned back and stared up at the ceiling with a serious expression. Her story easily convinced every council mber, but there was another purpose for her words...
A gentle tremble went across the wooden floor below Sera’s naked feet. Barely perceptible even for her sensitive skin. A tiny smirk grew on the Angel’s face as her gaze made the Tree tremble.
The other reason for her story was simple. Whatever this Tree was, it had intelligence, and anyone who can think has self-preservation instinct.
The Angel just told her story, with all the amazing, impossible achievents she accomplished. Every intelligent creature would fear soone so strong.
It was a bit of a gamble, since Sera wasn’t certain about the Tree’s exact Rank or Class. However, because it stayed hidden throughout the Village’s history, it couldn’t be too powerful.
Eventually, Sera had enough of waiting, so she broke the silence. It was already past midday, and her work for the day wasn’t close to finishing.
"Okay, so I’ll let you guys vote. Did my story convince you of my nature and good intentions? Or even better question... Do you want my help?"
The council mbers continued sitting silently while glancing at each other. The obvious answer reflected in everyone’s eyes, but nobody dared speak the words.
However, after a few monts, all their sights landed on a single person, Whakan. The man who initially asked for proof...
With a deep, exhausted sigh, the tall man stood up and bowed before Sera.
"I’m sorry to question your sincerity before, but I’m sure you understand my intentions. We would love to receive your help, Your Majesty!"
Sera just shook her head with exasperation at hearing that title. She accidentally forgot to keep the details about her queen-like status hidden, and now she suffered the consequences.
She took a few monts to calm her annoyed emotions, then suddenly she jumped to her feet with a wide smile.
"That’s good to hear! Then I think this Village could use a bit of an upgrade! I see you mostly use wood and stone for your weapons and tools... Why don’t we change that!"
While everyone stared at the Angel with confusion, she just held out her hand. On the ground, liquid silvery tal appeared. It gently grew into the shape of a normal hunting spear.
The confusion turned into surprise for most council mbers. Only John and Amayeta remained unaffected by Sera’s display of power.
Amayeta saw a similar display a few hours ago, while John lived with Evolved for years. They were both familiar with seeing the impossible.
Sera’s smile twisted into a grin as she tossed the spear to Whakan. The tall, muscular man easily caught it midair. He twirled it in his hands, surprised by the lack of heavy weight.
Without a word, he turned around and used the spear’s blade to cleanly slashed through his wooden chair. There weren’t even splinters, as the chair fell into two perfectly cut pieces.
A wave of astonishnt echoed in the council building as everyone stared at the spear in shock. Slowly, they all turned back towards Sera, who just chuckled at their surprise.
She held out her hand once more. They all prepared to see another spear appear from nothingness... However, that’s wasn’t exactly what happened...
Suddenly, the liquid tal appeared on the wood again, but in much larger quantities. Like a lake of silver, it surrounded them.
They all began taking shape. Hundreds of spears, knives, swords, other weapons and even different tools, like axes and pickaxes, grew from the ground.
A loud laughter escaped Sera’s lips as she glanced around the surprised and even fearful council mbers.
Sohow, even though they heard her story and saw the killing field she caused, they still managed to underestimate her powers.
Sadly, with the appearance of an extrely powerful and kind individual in a prehistoric environnt led to an undesired outco on Sera’s part.
The council mbers fell to their knees before her, like believers before their goddess.
"For fuck’s sake, not again! Why does this happen every ti!... I just wanted to be kind... Why do people always begin worshipping ?!"
Her grumblings caused the only person who wasn’t kneeling to burst into laughter. Since Amayeta’s legs still weren’t functioning, she couldn’t simply leave her chair.
This ant she saw the annoyance on Sera’s face when everyone fell to their knees. Also, she was sitting right beside the Angel, so she heard every single word clearly.
After the initial shock value passed, every council mber left for their Branch. They gathered a long list of weapons and tools they wanted made from Angelic tal.
Amayeta required surgical equipnt, like needles, bone saw, hamr, scalpel, etc. Whakan and Kangee, or more like the guards and hunters, both asked for a lot more weapons, mostly spears and knives.
John, as the lead teacher, didn’t need any equipnt, while her granddaughter, Pakwa, only wanted items which can help navigate the wild.
It took Sera a bit longer, but she eventually managed to make compasses and sextants. She also gave the scouts extra weapons, even though they rarely fought monsters.
For Kaliska, the lead cook, Sera gave lots of utensils for cooking. Sadly, pots and pans weren’t an option, since Angelic tal had an extrely great insulation against excessive heat.
The pots would’ve never heated up atop regular fires and using a blast furnace for cooking wasn’t the best. At least the knives will make cutting at much easier.
These requests were the easy ones, though. Migsi, the lead scientist and Aponivi, the lead engineer, gave her a lot of trouble.
They didn’t just ask for regular tools for their jobs, but parts of different machines, which took a lot of ti to design, visualize and make from Angelic tal. Annoyingly, she needed to remake so multiple tis, because of the tal’s properties.
The Angelic tal was extrely strong, unbreakable by normal ans, and can cut through any regular material. However, it had high heat resistance, low conductivity and couldn’t be magnetized.
After lots of tries, Sera managed to change the conductivity and magnetism property, but it still had high heat resistance and strong rigidity.
Sera didn’t even know nor care what Migsi and Aponivi used the parts for. She just felt happy and relieved when her job was finally over.
Exhausted, she entered the canteen on the Cooking Branch. The sun already set, and everyone happily feasted on the monster at Sera killed.
She yawned while glancing at the large, gathered crowd. Obviously, Village’s entire population couldn’t fit inside the canteen, but there was enough space for a few thousand people.
While walking down towards the attendants, she spotted so tallic silver weapon or tool on most people. She couldn’t help but show a small, proud smile upon seeing her creation.
Every citizen seed excited about the new weapons and tools, which brought warmth to Sera’s heart.
The Angel tried sneaking through the gathered people, but after about reaching halfway, people began noticing her. It was quite obvious, really, since there were two large white wings behind her back.
Upon witnessing the angelic woman’s silent approach, a loud cheer went up across the room. People clapped with joyous smiles, and a few had clear signs of faithful reverence showing on their faces.
Sera just sighed with imnse tiredness and walked on towards the attendants. Amayeta already told them about Sera’s large portion size, but they thought the doctor was only joking... She really wasn’t...
The attendants glanced at each other, unsure if they misheard the number, or it was reality. Since she skipped breakfast and lunch, Sera felt especially starved.
She asked for about thirty kilograms of at, which nearly caused a heart attack to the cooks. However, with her provided equipnt and her hunted at, they easily provided the impossibly large proportion.
Silence reined over the entire canteen as people watched Sera in horror. She devoured at after at, without regards for her outside appearance. Bloody pieces of at stuck to her cheeks and lips as she continued to eat.
It took her barely ten minutes to eat everything. The seemingly flawless woman leaned back afterward and burped with a wide smile.
However, the strangest, most bewildering part for everyone was when the Angel stood up.
They expected to see a protruding belly full of freshly devoured at, but instead Sera kept her perfect figure as she walked off.
Without care for the eyes watching her, Sera went ho, where she quickly cleaned herself using a bowl of water and a rag. She then took off her clothes, climbed into her bed and slept until midday.
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