The whole world turned silent . Only the sound of the torrential downpour of water sounded on the background .
Lienor suddenly chuckled and stared at the toddler interestingly . " Hey kid .. Don't you feel cold? "
The toddler raised his brows and looked at the light brown fur jacket on the stupid man then looked at his own onesie.
He looked around the surroundings and saw the mist and little ice forming at the layer of the lake. It seems that the surrounding's indeed cold. Lienor suddenly extended his hands and touched the toddler's small paws. Only then did he realized how hot the toddler's body was .
" Fcc! Why didn't you tell me that you have a fever? No wonder you took a nap! But why did you fcc'n took a nap at the top of a cold boulder . Look who's more stupid between us . ",
Lienor immediately lifted the toddler and covered him with his spare fur at the basket behind his back . He also didn't forget to pick up the child's basket and headed back to the tribe secretly .
No one noticed Lienor's return . Kryst who was unknowingly picked up by the stranger just calmly watched the worried look on the stupid man's face . It somehow looked interesting for him(K) that someone feels concern and worry for a stranger kid like him.
Kryst slowly touched his hot forehead , he didn't notice that he got a fever though . He only feels a little bit sluggish and lazy , that's all . It's been a long time since he got sick . Ever since he acquired his ability , his body was also enhanced and got immune to any deseases .
Kryst silently tugged at his hoodie and slowly looked at the profile of the red haired young man . " Stupid ... Why worry at someone who you don't even know . "
Lienor almost choked at the kid's mocking tone. His heart pained that the kid looked down on him . If not because of the child's fever he would have long since spank this child's butt for being disrespectful to the elderly .
Lienor's tent was located at the outermost east area of the tribe . Ordinary warriors like him usually live in there to protect the tribe . The Old Chief and the other blood warrior didn't need any protection since they are already stronger than the ordinary warriors .
Lienor's also often go on a patrol during night or early in the morning , Lucas and him often change shifts to take a rest . Currently , Lucas is in charge of the patrol around the eastern side of the tribe .
The young man then laid the child to the animal hide carpet and wrapped the child with layers of hide .
Kryst just silently watched the young man with amusement . Lienor suddenly paused and looked at the child . " Why are you so silent? " Asked Lienor suddenly .
Kryst blinked his beautiful eyes unknowingly as the corner of his lips twitched . " Am i supposed to act energetic and naive? "
Lienor choked on his own air and took a deep breath . This little child , he seems cute and naive but he has a sharp , sarcastic tongue. Just how did this child's parents raise this kid ?
Unfortunately , no one has actually raised Kryst . In his whole life as test subject 032 , he was raised in the cold cell by the ruthless scientists .
Kryst just laid his body obediently on the carpet with his hood still covering his head and pointy ears . Then he extended his hand to bamboo cup of water .
Kryst felt a little tired but its not unbearable .
" Where did you brought me into? " Asked Kiel and scanned the simple tent . He feels a little bit stuffy , but at least its warmer than the outside . Kryst has already been used to sleeping in a gentle hammock and he feels a bit awkward .
" We're now in my tribe's place . Be obedient and don't go out . With your outstanding looks , i doubt wether my fellow tribesmen would kidnap you . "
Kryst subconsciously tapped his flushed cheeks and thought over his own looks . " Then , I'll stay inside here until i recover . "
Lienor smiled and nodded . " Child's social status in our tribe isn't as low as the slaves or women , but kids like you who have good physical conditions are rare . Our Chief might order to get you and become someone's child's groom/bride . "
Kryst's soft brow immediately arc up in interest . " Hoh~ , men in your tribe doesn't mind taking a guy as their partner? "
Lienor snorted and said without any regard to the child's mentality . " As long as there's a hole , there's a way . "
Kryst may have not learn sexual education properly , but at least he had once saw two men rolling on the cold sheets secretly while everyone was asleep . As for the hole , this vulgar man was talking about . He's probably talking about the butt hole of a zero .
( top/Seme:1 , Bottom/Uke:0 )
He heard a lot of things like that in the cell , especially whenever a weak looking man was added to the cell .
Everyone says that he was pretty before but without the feel of a sissy gay . Instead , there's a touch of masculinity in it .
In short , he's a good looking androgynous man. Both tops and bottoms in the cell like Kryst to roll on the sheet with them .
But Kryst had always been on guard against other people . He even developed a type of trauma towards gays . Who wouldn't feel fear having to constantly guard your crysanthemum and eggplant from the perverted eyes of both genders .
Kryst's life was really miserable , but because of that hardship , his mentality was somewhat strong against any type of hardships . Of course , having a strong mind doesn't mean he can tolerate a lot of things . He has his own thoughts , and he is still a human .
Lienor then suddenly realized that he's not supposed to talk something like that in front of a child , but he has been doubting this little kid's identity before . Wether he was also a transmigrator like him , or one of his parents were.
The child sometimes acts mature that is not compatible with his current age , yet he's also naive to not even know how to start a fire . Don't modern people knew of that already? Then that means this child isn't a transmigrator.
" I'll go cook some hot soup for you . Take a rest first . " Lienor gently said and tucked the child inside the quilt .
When the toddler heard the young man's words , Kryst subconsciously yawned , one drop of tear slid off his beautiful eyes as his long curly fan shaped lashes covered his emerald irises.
Both hands spread ok both sides of his head , Kryst posture looked just like how a regular toddler sleeps . Lienor stared at the child for a while before exiting the tent .
He has to cook some nutritious soup for the child . Fortunately , the trading team that was ordered by the chief to trade with the other tribe came back just earlier .
Lienor went to the gathering and greeted the priest and Chief , then to the leader of the trading team .
Old Chief Liam gave Lienor his share of salt . Lienor happily recieved the rocky salt and saluted to them before going back to the tent.
All ordinary warriors who contributed to the tribe can have a share of the salt on the team returns from a very arduous journey .
Salt is a sign of previlige in the tribe and everyone envies those people who recieve such thing .
He already knows that some young women would approach and send themselves to him for a night just to ask for some salt . Lienor however is not yet interested to eat some meat ( s*x ) as he still has a child to take good care of .
Moreover , he only has a small share of salt . Why would he divide it to someone else? Although he's a transmigrator , he doesn't have any delusions that he could conquer the world , and that he is superior over anybody else just because he have modern knowledge on his arsenal .
No way! Most modern knowledge can't be applied in here if there's no machine or tools and he only remembers a small part of basic knowledges and trivias that he had once saw and heard while scrolling on the internet .
The gap between primitive era and modern era is just too far .
When he went back to the tent , Kryst woke up in vigilance and stared coldly at the intruder . Seeing that it was actually just Lienor , he sighed in relief.
Lienor chuckled at the cute reaction of the child and showed him the medium sized wooden cup in his hands . There's a salt inside , although its not as refined and pure as the salt in his previous world , it is still better than having none .
Kryst's attention was drawn to the white particles in the wooden cup and sat up in curiousity.
" This is salt? "
Lienor looked at the child in confusion . " You don't know what salt is? "
Kryst nodded . " I don't know what salt looks like , but i had once tasted a dish with salt . "
Lienor nodded in understanding , that means the child hadn't seen pig but at least he tasted one . He put down the wooden cup with a lid , and went yo fetch some water .
Kryst suddenly crawled to the basket and pulled out different types of vegetables . Seeing these vegetables , Lienor's eyes immediately sparkled and knelt down beside the child .
" Hey kid ... Where did you get this from? " Lienor excited asked and carefully recieved the vegetables from the little hands of the toddler .
Kryst put down his hands and spoke with his milky voice . " It's my tribe's treasure , I can't tell you the place where these came from . "
Lienor could understand Kryst's reasoning. He sighed in disappointment . " That's so sad. "
The whole tent became eerily silent . Kryst frowned but didn't say anything more. He just silently summoned some seeds to his hands . He then crawled to get a spare bamboo cup from the side and put the seeds inside .
Lienor was a bit depressed that he didn't get to pry out the little child's secret . Then his cheeks suddenly felt cold . Lienor immediately turned to look at the side and saw the little toddler pushing the bamboo cup to his cheeks . His face turned confused and recieved the bamboo cup but once he saw what's inside the cup , his disappointed face immediately brightened again .
" These are seeds?! "
Kryst nonchalantly nodded and layed down again . " You can probably tell which seeds are those right? "
Lienor nodded .
Cabbage , red carrot , brocholli , red radish . Sweet potato .
There's a lot of small packets of seeds in the cup . Every type of seeds were wrapped in a small white fabric . Lienor touched it and thought that the fabric has the same material to the onesie the child is currently wearing .
" Most of that seeds can be grown during winter , although the soil in your tribe isn't as fertile as the soil in my tribe . It will not be my fault if you failed growing them . "
Lienor excitedly clutched the little child's little hands and kissed it repeatedly with so much enthusiasm . ", Aaah , you're an angel that heavens sent to me . Little kid , thank you so much . "
Kryst immediately pulled out his hands from the young man's grip and glared at Lienor . " Shut up , don't talk stupid man . Annoying , go out. "
Only now did Lienor realized that Kryst is a tsundere .
So cute!