Sorcery Monarch

Chapter 145: The Birth of a Baylander

Chapter 145: The Birth of a Baylander

Splash!

The water, mixed with white foam, rushed down as hands grabbed linen clothes, sprinkled soap powder, and rubbed them vigorously.

Shaking off all the foam, El wrung out the water with force and placed the clothes into a wooden tub, letting out a long sigh.

She forced a smile and nodded to the busy women around her before turning towards the wooden cabin area.

"Let's go, school's out!"

"Wait for me, I still don't understand one of the questions..."

"Huh? The teacher just explained it!"

"Hehe, teach me then!"

"Fine, let's go to my house. My mom bought dried cod today..."

"Really? I love dried cod!"

"Ah... can't say no to you."

"..."

Two children ran past her with smiles of happiness on their faces.

Seeing their innocent play, she couldn't help but let the corners of her mouth curve slightly upward.

Then, as if reminded of something, she instinctively reined in her smile and walked into the house.

As soon as she entered, the rich scent of meat filled her nose, and her mouth watered involuntarily.

She swallowed and tried to distract herself from the thought of food, walking over to the window to hang up the washed clothes.

"Little girl, come and eat."

"Hehe, it seems my cooking isn't so bad after all. Lady Tana approved of me."

"Starting this month, the farm supervisor will pay me 1 silver coin. I've never earned so much before..."

"I bought extra food today, so come and eat with me!"

She froze for a moment, meeting the wrinkled face of an old woman who was waving her over, no longer as stern as when she first arrived.

She hesitated for a while, but under those penetrating eyes, she slowly walked over and sat down.

The old woman didn't seem to notice the wariness in her eyes and cheerfully ladled out a large bowl of meat soup, sighing:

"Coming to Bay Territory is like truly living for the first time. What kind of life was I living before..."

The old woman took a happy sip, her wrinkles smoothing out.

Her cloudy eyes filled with endless satisfaction, and with her few remaining yellow teeth, she chewed carefully, savoring the taste, letting out a long breath before speaking earnestly:

"I've lived over 80 years now, so I've lived enough."

"Heh, I was lucky enough to come to Bay Territory. Before I die, I can enjoy a few more years of peace..."

"Hmm... look at this black bread, so solid. No wood chips, no ash. I haven't tasted this in over 20 years..."

"You're still young. You've got many good years ahead of you!"

"Oh, and this dried cod—so delicious, and only 50 copper coins per fish... today is the day to buy it."

"The Lord even worries we might not be eating well—such an interesting man..."

The old woman dipped her black bread into the soup, wrapping it around the dried fish, eating one mouthful after another.

Catching sight of her picking up the black bread, the old woman chuckled slyly and pushed over a jar of pickled radish strips: