I Will Teach You How to Hunt Gods-Chapter 381 - 39: Happiness

"All right, let's withdraw."

Seeing Kaelin and Becca still chattering non-stop about their master, Yun You lost some interest.

In front of Mokaka, these people acted as obedient as sheep, but behind the scenes, they spewed vulgar jokes to mock their employer.

If it weren't for the fact that Mokaka paid them so much, Yun You might really doubt their loyalty.

However, Yun You didn't really care about these people.

What worried her now was just one individual.

The assassin who killed the holder of the Star-Attracting Skill.

On the Floating Island where both Sequence Power and physical fitness were restricted, a person like Yun You, who could borrow external power from the Red Scale, as an Apprentice Death God, was definitely considered top combat power.

For example, if Mokaka's guard squad were to engage in a death battle with Yun You, it is no exaggeration to say that even if they had a huge numerical advantage, Yun You would have a chance to severely wound them, and there's even a small probability that she could perish along with them all.

But that assassin... Yun You found him difficult to understand.

"I don't even know where that guy stands. Does he support Mokaka... or is he loyal to other War Gangs?"

"If he acknowledges Mokaka, then there's really no need for him to kill the holder of the Star-Attracting Skill, as it can bring great benefits to Mokaka."

"But if he is a part of a War Gang, then with his ability, even if he can't assassinate Mokaka, he could certainly plunge this camp into great panic, instead of allowing things to remain so tranquil as they are now."

"Could it be that he's just a neutral party? Or a speculator? Trying to side with whoever seems to have the upper hand?"

"But that doesn't make sense either, because he hasn't actively contacted Mokaka, nor has he shown any intention of being opportunistic. It's not like a speculator's style."

"Very strange."

Yun You shook her head silently.

As she pondered, she found herself unconsciously walking to the gathering place of the camp's civilians. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Mokaka had previously suggested arranging a more upscale modular guest room for Yun You, but the young girl refused.

She never cared much about living conditions. Rather than resting in a secluded private room, she preferred to wander around and take a look at Mokaka's citizens.

Yun You randomly picked a relatively clean tent and walked in.

Inside the tent lived a family of three—a mother and her two children... to be precise, two infants.

The slightly older infant was a boy, with a noticeable centipede-like scar on his forehead, and he seemed dazed and foolish. Although he was almost three years old, he still couldn't walk or talk, only crying and wailing incoherently.

The slightly younger one's gender wasn't obvious, with delicate features and large eyes twinkling with starlike light, but with an exceptionally sharp gaze, as if understanding everything, quite unlike the eyes of a child their age.

At this moment, the mother was preparing "fake protein milk." Resources were scarce in the prison; food consisted only of monotonous compressed biscuits... and sometimes the rare snacks and milk tea Mokaka handed out in generosity.

Eating only these things was not suitable for young children, so the mother could only get creative, using scrap metal and chips from the camp to craft a handmade mill capable of converting starch into "fake protein."

As for where all that starchy carbohydrate came from... best not to ask.

The blood-red lake was full of it, only, it was so gruesome that few dared go near it.

But in the face of hunger, no matter how gruesome, the goal of filling the stomach takes precedence.

According to the analysis from the Information Reconnaissance Chip, the woman had been imprisoned for nearly 5 years, and both children were born during her incarceration.

"Truly a resilient single mother."

Yun You couldn't help but remark.

Hearing a noise behind her, the mother instinctively turned around and finally noticed Yun You.

She was slightly stunned, but quickly realized that the girl before her was the Apprentice Death God who had just saved Tian En, so she hurriedly bowed her head in respect.

"Death God... Miss..."

The single mother bowed her head, a bit embarrassed, wiping her hands clean, smearing the traces of blood on a rag.

"No need to salute, I never care about such things."

Yun You supported the mother up.

"I'm just looking around, hoping to chat with someone."

She glanced at the two children sleeping in the iron cradle and asked softly, "Shouldn't disturb, right?"

"Of course... of course not!"

The woman nodded repeatedly, hurriedly bringing a chair for Yun You.

Yun You casually closed the tent flap with a wave of her hand and sat down.

However, the woman herself remained standing uneasily at the side, as if awaiting Yun You's "interrogation" rather than a chat as agreed.

Seeing this, Yun You couldn't help but feel amused.

Although she never cared about so-called "status" or considered herself superior, almost every ordinary person she interacted with would innately feel fear and unease around her, as if deep down believing themselves inferior to her.

Frost Moon felt this way, Tian En felt this way, and even this mother was no different.

Wanting to interact harmoniously with others as an ordinary person had become increasingly difficult.

But from the woman's demeanor, Yun You could tell that while the Apprentice Death Gods and Mercenaries were restrained by Mokaka and refrained from bullying or killing innocents out of malice, their inherent arrogance remained, presumably making them unfriendly towards the civilians.

"Sit."

Yun You pointed to the chair in front of her.

"I'm not like them."

Hearing this, the woman was momentarily stunned.

The Apprentice Death Gods in the camp were either fierce and treated them callously... or they ignored them entirely, looking down their noses at people.

Seeing such a gentle Apprentice Death God like Yun You was indeed a first for her.

"Maybe this young girl really is different."

Thinking this, she obediently sat down.

"How have you all been lately?"

Yun You didn't bother with pretense or mystery and directly asked the question on her mind.

"How have we been?"

The woman was a little surprised, not expecting Yun You to ask such a question, responding instinctively, "It's been okay."

"Though it's been hard, it's certainly far better than the days before, when we constantly worried about dying."

"After my children's father and I were sentenced, we lived in immense fear, where almost everyone on the island wanted to take our lives and our savings..."

"The feeling of having nowhere to settle down anywhere in the world... that chill at the back of the neck no matter where you sleep, I never want to experience that again."

"Luckily, Lord Mokaka saved us..."