Chapter 508: Forced Migration
In the seventh year, you successfully arrived at Duomen City, but on the way, you met a group of guys called Asura.
At first you thought these Asuras were just so-called savages. When an Asura easily tore an uncle's body in half with one hand , you finally understood that this was not the case.
You quickly found the bows and arrows and strings from the cargo you carried, most of which were tools and finished products, as well as farm implements.
These things are the only proof that you are Vaisyas. Otherwise, you will be treated as Shudras or even untouchables - untouchables - by people from other kingdoms.
You quickly put the bowstring on the bow, recalling the archery techniques on Earth , and then pulled the bow hard to shoot.
Your talent did not let you down, and you easily shot the arrow into the eye of an Asura, piercing his brain.
The next moment, after realizing that you were able to kill these Asuras, you continued to pull the bowstring.
The bowstring that was difficult for adults to pull seemed like clear water in your hands. It was not difficult at all. One arrow after another accurately hit the eyes of the Asuras, causing them to die with screams.
By the time you react, all the Asuras around you have fallen to the ground.
Your family cheered for you, but you could see the confusion in their eyes.
How could a son of Gupta have such martial arts skills?
You saw the question in their eyes.
You didn't say anything, but when you saw the children who used to surround you looking at you in fear, you knew that you could never go back to your previous life.
You commanded the others to collect the weapons and spoils from Ashura to compensate the families of the dead villagers. Those who had ignored your advice in the past began to listen to your advice and did so.
But just as you were about to leave, a group of people with ashes smeared on their bodies passed by. You didn't have a good impression of these people because you had seen too much food being wasted due to sacrifices.
But the leader of these people walked up to you with a smile and handed you a Bodhi seed.
"You should have seen the impermanence of the world. However, if you bring these weapons into the city, you will not bring money, but trouble. So I suggest you throw these weapons away."
You shook your head.
"Asura killed the parents of those children. Without the money from the sale of these weapons, these children would most likely not survive. So even if there is trouble, we have to bear it... But thank you for the reminder, Master."
You don't like these people, but you still give them your respect.
"So it's not for yourself? It seems like you are indeed a good kid. I hope you can always stay on the right path."
He left with a smile, and after they left, a linga inexplicably appeared on your truck, with a line of words left behind.
“You don’t need to give it back to us.”
You don't know what these people are selling, but you don't intend to listen and continue to move towards Duomen City.
Because you were expelled, your clan leader asked you to meet a distinguished person so that the ruler here could receive you, so the two of you waited at the door with gifts.
And you did encounter trouble when selling Asura weapons, because your caste could not be confirmed, and you didn't know whether the owner here was willing to accept you, so you were almost killed as an Asura spy.
You had to demonstrate your archery skills to let these people know that it was indeed you who killed Ashura.
But you find that the soldiers and officers look at you very strangely.
You know, they were also wondering how a Vaisya could have such martial arts skills.
You didn't care, but sold the weapons of the Asuras, and went to the king's palace with the patriarch to wait for an audience.
But the man named Krishna, who was praised as the wise king by the people of the city, did not appear, as if he did not want to accept you, but you had no choice, so you could only wait.
But just as you wait until evening and when it's time for dinner, when you just take out your dinner, a disabled child comes over from the side, staring at the food in your hand. You can see clearly that the child's skin is already stuck to his bones, and he is staggering, and it is obvious that he can't hold on any longer.
Your clan leader stopped you and pointed out that you were a pariah.
You were helpless. You couldn't betray your class at this time, so after a little thought, you threw the bag containing half of your food in front of the child.
The child thanks you and quickly leaves with the food.
You are a little worried because the land here is very fertile. If you can adopt the correct farming method, you can feed more people. However, the planting techniques of the people here cannot be said to be primitive, but they can only be said to be primitive.
You can't help but sigh, because you may not even be able to live here, let alone improve the planting techniques.
However, just as you sighed, a playful voice suddenly sounded.
"Why are you sighing?"
This voice seemed to have magic, and you answered subconsciously.
“Because of the hungry people.”
You suddenly wake up and see a boy who is about sixteen or seventeen years old looking at you with a smile, while your clan leader pulls you in panic and wants to kneel on the ground.
You saw the decorations on the other person in a hurry and you knew it immediately.
This is a Kshatriya.
Just after you finished your greetings, this person spoke.
"Very good answer. You seem to be a kind child. You have come to seek refuge with me, right? For your sake, I will allow you to live in Duomen City. I will have the guards take you to a suitable place."
After saying that, he turned and walked towards the palace. When you followed the guards away, you realized that this person was Krishna. You couldn't help but turn your head to take a look, and then you saw the king named Krishna waving at you with a bunch of lotus bound by a vajra bodhi bracelet. At his waist was the bag where you used to hold food, but now it was filled with pandanus flowers.
Who is he ?
Immortal?
Your heart is full of doubts, but because your hard drive talent does not include Indian mythology and knowledge, you give up.
Your people were very happy to know that you could live in Duomen City, so after purchasing some supplies, they went to your new home with the soldiers and invited these soldiers to participate in your ceremony.
You didn't say anything because it meant that your class wouldn't be lowered, and it was normal for them to be happy.
But you found that these people were still wasting food on sacrifices, so after their revelry, you quietly took away the offerings and prepared to store them to distribute to the orphans tomorrow. If they didn't need them, you could give them to the beggars in Duomen City.
Or, eat it yourself.
But just as you did this, a man with a snake wrapped around his neck, a trident in his hand, and a blue neck suddenly appeared . You looked at this man in animal skins with caution, subconsciously preparing for a fight.
But he didn't seem to care about your hostility and just asked in a serious tone.
"Why do you want to take away the offerings from the gods?"
The subconscious urge to answer came back again, and you spoke your mind directly.
"God doesn't need the food, but the hungry people do."
Do you find that this person seems very happy?
