Chapter 312 - Two Hundred and Seventeen: Life is Like a Play (Part Two)
Malin had never imagined that these Rat-girls were master tailors. In his memory, it was the matronly women who were the true mark of mastery, not these Rat-girls shorter than him. Nonetheless, Malin obediently cooperated with the little ones as they took his measurements.
Oh, he had grown another two centimeters, which made Malin very happy—he was about to reach one meter fifty. Given the biological age of this body was around fourteen years, he should be able to reach one meter seventy or even taller before adulthood.
That’s great, though the journey was a bit winding, when it came to height, he believed everyone in the world was a thorough believer in results.
After taking down the measurements, Malin dressed and left the small room, letting the Rat-girls return to their work.
Back in the living room, Malin started to pet Maya, the Cat Girl. While enjoying Malin’s caresses, she chatted about her studies at the Church, casually mentioning the upcoming competition day schedule. Malin readily agreed to attend, promising to watch her matches.
Speaking of Maya, The Great Forest Land really did produce the most dazzling wild flower in free-range upbringing. Two Divine Masters took turns teaching and herding sheep, resulting in Maya ending up at the Goddess of Harvest Church for the competition—because, heaven knows where those Divine Masters had run off to.
Sometimes Malin felt like asking them—"Is it really okay to raise her like this?"
Frankly, Malin indeed raised this question with the two Divine Masters and received unanimous responses—Shamans are children of nature; education is merely about guiding Maya to become a Shaman. Her achievements and future must come from nature itself. "To each his own under the frosty sky; our family’s Shaman is the freest of all."