It was an intense debate. Two groups quarreled and one of them won in the end. [Go to “The exiles”! I don't know who or what lives there, but you are brave man! A new adventure awaits you!]

Nameless experienced an urge to go to “The exiled”. I'm eager to see who or what live there!

This thought excited the man. Therefore, he jogged down the road.

Soon he had reached a village. It wasn't large. It was rather a small village that hadn't any fortification.

Nameless hid in the jungle and observed the settlement. It looked poor. The folk lived in shacks here. The man could see mud on the walls of each building. The village's streets weren't paved. They were dirty.

The human noticed that many people had some defects in their appearance. Some were hunchbacked, some were grievously scarred, some were maimed, and some had visible skin diseases. Only a small number of people looked normal.

Will those people attack me if I come in the village? The man didn't know, but he was too curious and excited right now. Besides, the human knew that he was brave enough to take any risk. I need to investigate this place!

Nameless left the jungle and walked toward the village. At the entrance stood a wooden road board where was written “The sinners live here!”. Um... Does it mean that all people here are committed a crime?

The man didn't know, but it couldn't stop him. He craved for a good adventure! Thus, he entered the village bravely. The locals noticed him. Now they looked at Nameless warily.

What am I doing here? suddenly Nameless halted.

Now his excitement and “a spirit of adventuring” had vanished. The man realized that he stood at the street of unknown settlement while the folk was gathering around him. And they stare at me not kindly! Damn! What shall I do?!

For a moment Nameless was afraid that those voices would appear again to give him their advice, or rather, command, but it didn't happen.

Suddenly a man – dressed as a monk - squeezed through the folk. He turned to the crowd. “Begone, sinners! You are not allowed to speak with good people!”

Instantly the folk looked down and stepped back. Then the crowd left the street.

“What are you doing here, stranger?” the monk turned to Nameless. “It's prohibited to come here! You shall know it!”

“Ah... I'm a traveler. I travel around your lands. I'm from afar. I didn't know that this place is prohibited for visiting.”

“What?! You didn't know?! It means that you don't know who the exiled are?!” the monk looked shocked.

Nameless nodded.

The monk looked even more shocked now. “That's... Unbelievable... Okay, listen to me. I will tell you about the exiled, but then you must leave this settlement and never come here again. Do you understand?”

“I do.”

The monk cleared his throat. “Our Lord had declared that there are three levels of existence: Greatness, Handsomeness, and Smartness. The Greatness is a level of gods. No mortal can reach it. Thus never dream to reach this level of existence, stranger. Handsomeness and Smartness are the levels of existence in which we, mortals, live. You, I, and other people! We are handsome or at least not ugly. We are smart or at least not dumb. We live within these levels of existence. But look at the exiled! They don't live within these two holy levels of existence! They are ugly or dumb! Just look at them, stranger! They are disgusting! They haven't a place among good people!” the monk pointed at the folk.

Some people still stood nearby. Currently Nameless was at a loss.

“Now leave this place, stranger. These sinners must live here and suffer day and night. This is their punishment!” the monk grabbed the human and dragged him out of the settlement. There he said, pointing at the road. “Go and never come back, stranger. This place is forbidden for good people like you!”

Currently Nameless stood at the road. He was perplexed and didn't know what he should do.

Suddenly the man heard the voices.

[Leave this settlement! Those people look disgusting! Are they even humans?!]

[Speak with a monk! Perhaps, he has a job for you? Let's earn some money!]

[Speak with a monk! Say that those people are just ill and their need help!]

[Kill the monk! He can't treat people as filth!]

[Kill the monk! He can't treat people as filth! And he has better clothes than you! You need to make his belongings yours! People call it “justice”!]

[Say that you are a sincere believer of natus_vincat! Perhaps, the monk will allow you to stay the night, because it's getting late. It's not safe to roam in the darkness.]

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Interlude

The battle against the monks wasn't easy. Their spells were even stronger than I thought, meow!

Niao was exhausted now. She used all her mana.

“We haven't find the artifact, mistress,” a wounded pig-man grunted.

“We've interrogated the prisoners, mistress. Only one of them said that the artifact had been stolen just before our attack,” another pig-man grunted.

“Meow! That's not good!” Niao was displeased. No, she was angry. All was in vain? Niao couldn't accept that!

“Who has stolen the artifact, meow?”

“The monk didn't know, mistress.”

“Meow! We need to track down those ones who had stolen the Saliva Flask, meow! We need to destroy this artifact, meow! Or all demihumans will be doomed, meow!”

She looked at her group. Only five pig-men are left. Two are severe wounded.

“Send our wounded brothers to Vahrun, meow! Rejoice, meow! They will feast with our god in his Dream Palace for eternity, meow!” the pig-men grunted in approval.

Niao turned around and walked to the gate. Two pig-men were “sent” to Vahrun immediately.