Even if he went back, he could still give a proper report—these biologically engineered human tribes are far from the Eastern Human World and close to the Western Human World, so Malin stepping forward to teach them wouldn’t be considered crossing any lines in the eyes of the Thanans.
Thus, Malin could completely bypass the Thanans, so ultimately, it didn’t matter.
This made Malin very happy. Reaching an agreent with the Thanans on this matter, he even went out of his way to provide the Thanan ambassador with so new blueprints. The ambassador, having obtained the blueprints, didn’t mind at all—after all, even if they couldn’t buy tals here at a bargain price, the Thanans believed they had already profited. In their view, it was better to sign a fair comrcial contract now than to risk these biologically engineered humans cutting off trade due to resentnt toward them.
This left Malin deeply admiring the ambassador’s conduct—what a flexible and pragmatic old gentleman.
Over the next four days, Malin taught the young biologically engineered humans how to forge lee weapons. The end result was that out of a hundred of them, 70% learned how to make blunt weapons, while the others learned how to forge spearheads and axes.
Swords were too complicated; axes and hamrs were far simpler and more accessible—the forr only required forging a hamrhead. Malin even taught them how to craft molds.
For spearheads, those were even simpler.
Spears could be turned into long weapons or throwing spears. Most importantly, they were practical and easy to make.
For the biologically engineered humans, they were also very straightforward weapons to produce.
Most importantly of all, after the biological warriors tried the longswords, warhamrs, and hand axes Malin crafted, they all agreed that the longswords felt too light, whereas the warhamrs and hand axes were weapons that suited their hands.
Speaking of long spears, they weren’t particularly fond of them either, but after Malin explained they could better defend against Chaos cavalry with these weapons, they were willing to give them a try.
It’s a pity that Malin would be leaving with the ship crew tomorrow; otherwise, he really wanted to teach these biologically engineered humans a few more tricks.
However, Malin was certain that what he had taught them would be more than enough given their own habits and abilities. After all, the constitution of biologically engineered humans far exceeded that of ordinary mortals, and even so Low-rank Extraordinaires who weren’t skilled in strength or physical enhancent couldn’t compare.
When the ti ca to leave, Malin asked Konen if he was truly ready to leave. His mother also ca to see him off. Though the child was in tears, as the ship departed the port, he simply stood at the rail, waving toward the dock where his mother had long since disappeared from view.
"He’s a good kid," Malin said to Mr. ng.
"Indeed. Speaking of which, how’s your wife, Matilda?" Mr. ng looked at Malin with curiosity—when he first saw Matilda, he was nearly frightened by her five tails.
In Thainan, only fox Beastn of the purest lineage could inherit extraordinary bloodlines and have more than two tails. The strongest fox Beastman Mr. ng had previously known in the Eastern Human World had four tails and was already regarded as a Legendary Psychic figure.
Matilda’s tail count had genuinely stunned him.
"I sent her back; she’s not suited to life at sea, not to ntion she gets seasick," Malin had just said this when he and Mr. ng heard an extraordinarily violent retching sound.
Apparently, our Mr. Konen was not suited to life at sea either.
Malin mused as he and Mr. ng glanced toward the boy—the sound was coming from his direction.
There they saw a similarly puzzled Konen, and following his gaze, Malin witnessed Miss Quetos half-slumped out of a barrel, leaning over the ship’s rail to hurl the remnants of her breakfast into the ocean.
......
"I’m really worried that our daughter might have snuck aboard the ship—what if sothing happens?" Wanda’s wife said regretfully, watching the ship crew disappear into the distance.
That was her only daughter, gifted with remarkable talent. She had said she wanted to travel along with her brother Konen to the Eastern Human World and see the stories of the "soft-skins."
She hadn’t fully understood—or perhaps she understood but refused to acknowledge—that she herself was also among the "soft-skins."
After all, she had a biological human father.
"You’re still worried. I told you, if you were this concerned, you shouldn’t have let her board the ship," Wanda said, shaking his head at his wife.
No matter that you’re a Legendary figure, you remain fragile like a mortal when it cos to your daughter.
"Konen is a boy, and our child is a girl. They’ve grown up together, but if, upon entering the outside world, they find they are not what they most desire from each other, what will happen then?" The strong woman turned to her husband.
"Why could the children be together but not choose to part ways?" Wanda retorted.
"What if one of them fell out of love, but the other didn’t?" His wife argued back.
As the chieftain and his wife exchanged sharp glances, a teleportation portal appeared before them. Malin erged, carrying Quetos, who had vomited so much from seasickness that she was utterly drained. Malin offered the couple a rather helpless smile, "Chieftain Wanda, and madam, your daughter nearly succeeded in sneaking aboard."
"You caught her?" Wanda looked at his daughter, noticing sothing seed amiss, but he didn’t give it much thought.
"You an my daughter resisted you?" The madam noticed her daughter’s odd condition and quickly jumped to conclusions.
"No, she didn’t resist and wasn’t punished. Nor did I imdiately discover her. Her cover was blown because she got seasick. Shortly after our voyage began, she vomited her breakfast out of her stomach."
Wanda chieftain paused: "I do get seasick when I board a ship, but I thought my daughter wouldn’t, since she’s never had issues crossing rivers on boats." He then nervously glanced at his wife.
The towering Northern giant of a woman blushed, "I’ve never been aboard a ship before. In fact, until the Thanans arrived, I hadn’t even seen one."
"Then how did you cross the river?" Malin asked curiously.
"I swam across—I’m an excellent swimr," the woman replied earnestly, her face showing it was a matter beyond reproach.
"...In any case, your daughter definitely can’t accompany us, so I brought her back." With that, Malin left Wanda chieftain and madam’s daughter behind before stepping into the portal and disappearing from the dock.
The left-behind Wanda chieftain could only carry his daughter, who was still sowhat disoriented. On his way ho with both his wife and daughter, this man—both father and husband—sighed helplessly, "Well, it seems our daughter doesn’t have the luck to travel alongside Malin."
"How can you say that? What about Konen?" his wife asked from behind.
"Would you rather our daughter marry a Legendary figure or wed Konen of the Miryan household?" her husband retorted without even turning back.
Foolish wife, can you refute this ti?
With this question in mind, Wanda walked along the streets. This ti, his wife didn’t argue back.
...Forget it. Perhaps this is what a ntor calls Fate. Whether humans or us, perhaps we are all no more than puppets on strings in the eyes of the goddess.
Wanda chieftain pondered this and let out a sigh of resignation.
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