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Kaelan, to his credit, did know how to take care of me.
After that first night, he didn’t push me further. Instead, he spent the next few days tending to me with meticulous care. He only left when other beastmen came to him for healing or help.
After three days of rest, I finally felt strong enough to move around again.
But as I got out of bed, something felt… different. My body seemed lighter, almost like I was brimming with energy
When I stepped outside, I saw the werewolf rushing toward us, his face pale with panic.
“Priest, please, you have to help my mate!” he pleaded desperately.
Kaelan’s expression remained calm as he asked, “What happened to her?”
The werewolf fidgeted, his face turning red before he awkwardly confessed, “I… I wanted her to get pregnant quickly, so I… overdid it these past few days. Now she’s burning up with
a fever.”
Kaelan’s golden eyes narrowed sharply, his voice turning cold. “Your mate is clearly more fragile than most females, and yet you pushed her this far? I suppose you’ve also been in heat these past few days?”
The werewolf flinched under Kaelan’s glare but nodded slightly.
Kaelan continued, his tone icy. “Beastmen in heat are quick–tempered and aggressive. If you couldn’t control yourself, it’s no wonder she fell ill. Do you understand the consequences if something happens to such a rare and precious female because of your recklessness?”
The werewolf’s shoulders slumped, and he dropped to his knees. “I know I was wrong, Priest. Please, save her!”
Kaelan sighed before handing him a small jar of black salve. “Melt two spoonfuls of this in warm water and have her drink it. She’ll recover.”
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The werewolf quickly took the medicine, thanking Kaelan profusely as he ran off.
As soon as the werewolf left, Kaelan turned to me, his expression softening instantly.
“You’re up. How are you feeling?” he asked, his tone warm and gentle.
I smiled at him. “Much better. You don’t need to worry anymore.”
After a moment, I added, “Would it be alright if I explored the area a little?”
Kaelan nodded. “Of course. You’re free to go anywhere in the tribe. Just don’t leave the
village without me–it’s too dangerous outside the borders.”
Relief washed over me.
At least Kaelan wasn’t like the werewolf from my past life. He wouldn’t keep me locked away, forcing me to endlessly bear children.
As Kaelan turned to put the black jar back on the shelf, my curiosity got the better of me.
“Kaelan, what’s in that jar?”
expression patient and kind. “It’s
He glanced at me, his a medicinal salve made from various herbs and animal bones. It’s a recipe passed down through generations of White Tiger Tribe priests.”
I nodded, eyeing the jar. “It looks like there isn’t much left.”
Kaelan shrugged, unconcerned. “It’s fine. When it runs out, I’ll just make more.”
I bit back a sigh.
In my past life, Kaelan had died because he ran out of this very salve. Forced to venture out in the dead of winter to gather ingredients, he encountered warriors from the Lion Tribe and never made it back.
If he’d had enough salve prepared in advance, he wouldn’t have had to leave at all.
“Kaelan,” I said carefully, “what if there’s an emergency and you don’t have any salve
left?”
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He frowned thoughtfully but replied, “Then we’d send beastmen to search for the ingredients.”
I wasn’t surprised by his answer. Beastmen were straightforward creatures. Their solution to every problem was immediate and reactive. They rarely thought ahead.
“Have you ever considered making extra and storing it for emergencies?” I asked, tilting my head.
Kaelan seemed intrigued by the idea but shook his head. “There’s no point. The salve only lasts about a year before losing its effectiveness. Storing too much would be a waste.”
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“What if there’s a way to make it last longer?” I pressed.
Kaelan blinked, clearly startled. “You think it’s possible to extend its shelf life?”
I nodded. “I’ve heard that sealing containers tightly can prevent things from spoiling. If the jar is properly sealed, the salve should stay effective for much longer.”
The salve was made from herbs, animal bones, and fats–ingredients that were naturally long–lasting. If sealed properly, it could undoubtedly last more than a year.
Kaelan’s golden eyes lit up with interest. “How would you seal the jar?”
Beastmen usually just covered their containers with leaves or cloth to keep out dust. The idea of airtight storage was completely foreign to them.
But I knew what to do.
Back in college, I’d studied food preservation. Even in a primitive setting like this, I could figure something out.
I explained a few simple techniques to Kaelan, detailing how to create a tighter seal using materials available in the tribe.
To my surprise Kaalam
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To my surprise, Kaelan suddenly dropped to one knee in front of me..
Even kneeling, his massive frame brought him to eye level with me.
“Thank you, great beast god, for blessing our White Tiger Tribe with this divine maiden!” he said, his voice reverent.
I stared at him, stunned.
“Kaelan, what are you doing?!”
He looked up at me, his gaze filled with fervent devotion.
“Lily, half a month ago, I performed a divination. The beast god told me that someone would come to our tribe, bringing miracles with them. That person… it must be you.”
I blinked, completely baffled.
What kind of nonsense was this?
But then I glanced at the jar of black salve and hesitated.
In this world, things I couldn’t explain with science happened all the time. Maybe Kaelan really had received some kind of divine guidance.
And if he believed I was part of that prophecy, it could work in my favor.
At least I wouldn’t be labeled an outsider or a threat.
In my past life, Kaelan had never mentioned anything about a prophecy. But then again, I’d spent most of that life locked away by the werewolf Ruthe time —
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To my surprise, Kaelan suddenly dropped to one knee in front of me.
Even kneeling, his massive frame brought him to eye level with me.
“Thank you, great beast god, for blessing our White Tiger Tribe with this divine maiden!” he said, his voice reverent.
I stared at him, stunned.
“Kaelan, what are you doing?!”
He looked up at me, his gaze filled with fervent devotion.
“Lily, half a month ago, I performed a divination. The beast god told me that someone would come to our tribe, bringing miracles with them. That person… it must be you.”
I blinked, completely baffled.
What kind of nonsense was this?
But then I glanced at the jar of black salve and hesitated.
In this world, things I couldn’t explain with science happened all the time. Maybe Kaelan really had received some kind of divine guidance.
And if he believed I was part of that prophecy, it could work in my favor.
At least I wouldn’t be labeled an outsider or a threat.
In my past life, Kaelan had never mentioned anything about a prophecy. But then again, I’d spent most of that life locked away by the werewolf. By the time I started fighting for my freedom, Kaelan had already died.
