Longa was quiet against the tribal confusion around him by the devil.
Other tribes also store Damaya because they publish Urji's technology.
Longa still hasn't had a demon attack. You can't separate Damaya herbs from other tribes in situations where you don't know how popular they are.
I watch my kids every day with care.
Other tribes gave Damaya to the children and the devil left.
In Longa, three newborn babies suffered from demons during this time, but the immediate discovery succeeded in making a special effect and gained nothing.
Then, while the crescent moon was full, Temsy declared that the devil had left because the devil had not come.
This time, it soon spread to the meadows that little demons arrived in Longa.
A lot of thought jumped around as to why.
What I laughed at was a rumor that the devil had fled out of fear of me. There's no way.
Temsy was also looking into why the devil didn't come.
I was getting answers from Noel.
They processed the milk of cattle affected by Hashikata's disease with Noel and the women who could use the magic of water, and kept making and feeding the infants something they could drink.
Three out of five people who were just born and had not given said they had Hasikata disease.
He immediately reported the incident to Temsy, who confirmed it to his wives.
After the confirmation was obtained, Temsy called Noel and I to confirm the facts and reported that this method was being carried out in a very small part of the south.
"Well, um, I mean, the study of the wise men of the South shows that there's something in the human body that fights disease, right?
"Yes."
"And the idea of letting the demons that made them so weak give their children and fight in their bodies because what they fight for becomes unusually strong against what they fought for once? Interesting."
"Yes, but some kids even lose to demons whose fighting stuff made them so weak. Give me Damaya then."
"I don't want such weak children, well. I recognize this demon merit as Noel."
Yes, the cheer boiled among the women when Temsy declared.
Noel's been talking to me in my ear.
It means that Noel, my slave wife, can't say anything to Temsy's decision, so she wants me to speak.
"Wait, Temsy, this is the way. We need the blood of a child who died of the devil. I mean, could you add to the credit of Jesus for offering me his own daughter's blood to do this way?
"Hmm?"
Temsy put her hand on her chin to come up with my statement.
"I see, indeed, you can say that you saved the tribe by dividing the blood of your own deceased child. Okay. Let's also acknowledge and honor Jesus' accomplishments."
Noel looked satisfied and nodded when Temsy said so, but Jesus' face looks complicated.
Noel told me that the three of us with Lucci and Jesus wanted to discuss it outside in a place where our voices wouldn't leak, so I recognized it as a feat this time.
I partitioned them with curtains to keep my voice from leaking outside with the magic of the wind where the three of them came in.
I was playing with the kids a little further away because I didn't want them to hear it either.
"Shut up, wow"
Suddenly Jesus came out of the compartment crying and ran outside.
Then slowly Lucci and Noel came out and looked sad.
"Are you all right?
When I asked Lucci, Lucci nodded with a seemingly difficult face.
"I think it's okay. But I don't think this is going to be a complete solution. Oh, I'm sorry. Master Jumka had nothing to do with it."
Lucci laughed with a difficult face.
I was kind of giddy from that day on, but somehow I felt the air softer in the house than before.