At this moment, Lami was cleaning the handrails outside the door. Her cleaning method was unique; she didn’t use any cleaning tools, she just placed her hands on the rails, and then her hands seemed to melt and envelop what she was cleaning.
As colorful sludge slid over, the handrails became brand new. She was using the ability of Alolan Muk.
Mandrell’s ability allowed him to breathe underwater, while Lami’s ability enabled her to consume dust and toxic substances as food.
The dust and germs on the handrails became her snacks, and her ability also had a disinfecting function.
The body of an Alolan Muk contains hundreds of types of bacteria and deadly toxins mixed into a liquid which is harmless while inside Muk, but once these substances leave Muk’s control, they become lethal.
However, when Lami uses her ability, these substances are always under her control. In the case of fighting poison with poison, she can neutralize these substances and turn them into disinfectants.
Many times, poison masters and healers are interchangeable. In this case, Lami’s ability follows the same principle. Of course, her cleaning can be turned into poisoning if consciously controlled.
As for why she knew these things, she didn’t know. She felt like someone had taught her before, so she understood some medical knowledge, but she couldn’t remember anything else.
“Lami, where’s Sister Misu?”
“Uncle Mandrell? Sister is inside, she’s cleaning the monastery with everyone.”
“Then I’ll leave the guest to you, I have some personal matters to attend to.”
Seeing Lami at the door, Mandrell left Tiger there and departed with Rusalka, intending to take her to the hot spring first.
……
“Follow me, red uncle.”
Lami took Tiger’s hand and walked into the monastery. Tiger didn’t mind being called “red uncle.” Even though he had witnessed the uniqueness of Wano Country, Lami was the first human child who dared to take his hand.
At first, Koala was as expressionless as a doll, making it impossible to consider her as a normal reference case.
Walking past the wall, Tiger realized he had underestimated the scale of the monastery. Besides the somewhat grand chapel in the center, there were many buildings whose purpose he didn’t know.
“Over there is the living quarters where everyone sleeps at night, that’s the school, it’s the dining hall, and in front is the worship place where Sister is. Follow me.”
Lami introduced the surroundings to Tiger while calling out for Misu.
“Sister Misu! Sister Misu! Uncle Mandrell brought a guest!”
Seeing Misu, Lami excitedly ran towards her, but because she wasn’t paying attention, she tripped on the stairs. Tiger was about to help her, but Lami’s body turned into a puddle of mud upon hitting the ground, then she stood up as if nothing happened.
“Lami, you’re misusing your ability again.”
“But isn’t the ability meant to be used in day to day life? This way, I can better train my ability and fight for the Lord.”
“Have you finished today’s work?”
“Finished, I disinfected all the handrails!”
“Go play then, there’s no training class today.”
After Lami left, Misu turned to Tiger.
“Sorry about that, she’s my daughter. You must be Tiger. Through our conversations, I’ve learned a few things, and now I finally get to meet you.”
“No, it’s you who has helped me clear many of my doubts.”
“No need to be formal with me, there’s not much difference between us. You must have many questions, and I have some things to discuss with you too. Let’s talk as we walk.”
……
Misu led Tiger to the chapel, which was also the most solemn place within the entire monastery.
The stories written on the walls, the carved murals on the ceiling, and the statues in the room all came together to form a cohesive whole. Walking into this place felt like stepping into a long river of history, witnessing the events that took place.
“Sister Misu, that girl just now… forgive me for being frank, but you don’t look alike at all.”
“That’s another story. That child is not my biological daughter; some accident happened. If you’ve read the doctrines closely, you should know about Flevance. We are survivors from there.”
“Fisher Tiger, I’ve heard your queen has her own ideals. What do you think of her?”
Misu didn’t intend to recount her past but shifted the topic back to Fishman Island.
“Queen… she’s a person worthy of respect. She has always been dedicated to Fishman Island, giving in her own way. But I don’t think she can succeed as she is too idealistic.”
Tiger, though an advocate for peace, was also someone who believes in the power of force and wouldn’t give up on its benefits.
“But today, I seem to have seen the country Queen Otohime envisioned. If the whole world was like this, it would indeed be wonderful.”
“Unfortunately, that is impossible, at least for now. In Wano Country, there is no discrimination. People who work get rewarded, and efforts yield results. Regardless of race, as long as you are capable, you can acquire a position here. Do you know why?”
“Why?”
“Because of strength. Because the Lord and His enforcers possess world-class strength, it allows them to implement their order here.”
When the topic shifted to Arceus, Misu’s tone carried a hint of reverence. Then, using the stories depicted on the murals, she began to tell Tiger about her transformation.
“A few years ago, before I found the whereabouts of the Lord, I believed that as long as we prayed, someone would bless and protect us, and as long as there was hope for the future, the future was promising. But later, I found out I was wrong.”
Then, on that day, in that dark time, I saw the real dawn. Flevance was a tragedy, a tragedy born out of self-interest. The current World Government did not protect Flevance’s citizens. Everyone was a sacrifice for their interests.
They can do this because their strength has reached the peak. They can block all news, letting the truth of Amber Lead be buried by history. If we can’t break their ‘strength,’ everything is empty talk.”
“I haven’t experienced what you have, but I can feel your pain. It’s a dark hell..”
“Everyone has pasts they don’t want to mention, there’s no need to uncover old scars.”
“You speak of strength; even the little shown by the World Government is enough to make most people lose the will to resist…”
“We don’t have that capability, but we can contribute our strength in other places, dedicating our part to the restoration of the Lord’s power.”
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