"Some of them dared to answer our hospitality with demands and contempt as if we’re pets supposed to obey to a master. We kicked those people out in the wilds, which made things worse for those who remained.
"Even after all this time, only a few of them have realized that the world as they know it is over. They are scared of us and have a hard time understanding our way of doing things.
"At first, I let them grieve, then, I forced them to come out of their shell and earn their living. If you want to work with humans, you can teach them your language, work in the nursery, as police officers or healers. It’s up to you." Aren said.
"What about working as Forgemaster? If you give me the right materials, I could craft a few tools that would make everyone’s life easier." Lith described to Aren home appliances like stoves, central heating, self-cleaning toilets, and tap water he could provide.
"Interesting ideas." Aren nodded.
"For an Emperor Beast all those things require but a snap of their fingers, but to magical beasts or humans they could be really useful. You would become a Magus here, if humans could still bestow such title and if I allowed you to make such tools."
"What do you mean? You just said that they could work." Lith asked.
"Yes, but they would work against everything we’re trying to do here." Aren shook his head.
"This isn’t the Garlen continent and those people are not at peace. They belong to different countries that warred against each other for centuries. Those humans have different beliefs and speak different languages.
"The people we host here are survivors who are trying to overcome the shock of losing everything they had while resisting the urge to pin the blame for the plague on their neighbor and jump to their throats. freёwebnovel.com
"I didn’t give them water because that way they have to rely on us or on those with enough magical power to conjure it. It leads them to open up and seek help instead of drowning in self-pity.
"I didn’t give them heating because they must learn to appreciate what they have now instead of obsessing with what they lost. Also, every time they ask one of us to sleep in their home to provide them heat with magic or simply by snuggling on our fur, their fear of the stranger fades a bit.
"Trust is something that can only be built slowly and sharing hardships is the best way to do it. Your inventions would be great for a community, but right now we only have a crucible of different individuals that will drift apart the moment they won’t need each other anymore."
Lith pondered Aren’s words, finding them true.
"Thanks to this pin, I can speak most of Jiera’s languages. Do you need an interpreter?" He asked.
"What a wonderful invention." For a split second, the Jǫrmungrandr’s eyes shone with envy while looking at Leegaain’s gift. "Sometimes I really think that we draw the short end of the stick with our Guardians."
"As for the interpreter, there’s no need for it, but we could use someone capable of teaching the Great Mother’s universal language to the different communities."
Aren called a Tyr (bull-type magical beast) who gave them a tour of Reghia on the way to the human district.
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