Text Game: It All Began when a Cat-eared Girl Took Me In-Chapter 903 - 448: Damn Text: Why Not Transform Into a Cute Little Lolita? (4k)
"Miss Feya, the scheduled time is approaching,"
After Lisiti had left, the elf maid Nanali whispered nearby.
"Mm,"
Feya took a deep breath.
The thought of facing so many people from Emerald City made her want to turn and run away.
This might be what Mr. Luo Xi from that world calls social anxiety.
But there are some things that must be faced eventually.
Running away was not advisable.
Feya slowly stood up, walked out of the simply decorated wooden house, and arrived at a high platform from where she could see the scene below at a glance.
This was a garden platform, generated by the Emerald Mother Tree itself, about ten meters above the base of the tree. To the side was the Spirit God Fortress, and below was an endless crowd of elves and humans, densely packed all the way to the entrance of the royal court streets.
Among them were not a few humans with mutation features, such as cats, dogs, rabbits, deer... even the most unstable of the Dragon Species variants, though they were placed in a separate area.
In the past two years, Aunt Kureya and her mother had worked hard to shift part of the populace’s perception in Emerald City.
But it was not enough.
Today was her birthday and also the day her identity would be fully disclosed to the public. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮
News had already been released beforehand as a prelude.
The news that even a royal could become a Mutant Patient would surely cause quite a stir, wouldn’t it?
This was to completely correct the notion ’Variants equal evil’, inscribed deep in the souls of the people of Emerald Forest.
Feya knew there would be considerable resistance.
Even now, she knew there were several major factions within Emerald City constantly scheming, stirring the elf civilians to march in protest and secretly pressuring Kureya.
Furthermore, the higher-ups in the Heresy Judicature were getting restless.
From the intelligence gathered, they had even drawn in several dukes from outside big cities of David City, though those dukes were quite outrageous. Had they completely forgotten about the fate of those rebellious dukes from two years ago?
Was it because the liberation of Variants touched on these nobles’ most fundamental interests, so even though they knew their failure would lead to severe repercussions, they still wanted to risk it?
Regardless, today she stood here.
It was about to begin.
The crowd below had been noisy, but as Feya stepped forward, revealing her stunning face, they gradually quieted down.
The elf girl on the platform was absolutely a lady who could be praised with the most beautiful vocabulary: her demeanor was serene and simple, her pale golden hair swayed unpredictably with the wind, her body shimmered with a pale green glow, as if complemented by the light radiating from the Mother Tree, and her emerald green eyes further accentuated her noble identity.
However, the fox ears on this elf girl’s head and the several big tails on her back made some of the elf nobles frown.
The rumored princess was indeed a Mutant Patient.
Feya calmly said, "I am Ilisafia Xilameier, Her Majesty Kureya is my aunt; I believe those of you here already know my identity. Today is my birthday, and I apologize for making all of you come out for me, but I am here today to tell you something."
"Ladies and gentlemen, the era is changing. The era where Variants were oppressed and humiliated will disappear, never to return. From today onwards, except for those who have completely undergone mutation, everyone is free to enter and leave Emerald City, whether they be humans or elves."
As these words came out, most people thought they might be hearing things.
They knew that under the current Elf Emperor, Emerald City was underway in shifting public perception about Variants.
But wasn’t today’s step a bit too big?
Moreover, the Elf Emperor was not appearing.
Was this designed to put all the media pressure on Ilisafia?
"Your Highness, I have a question for you," a resonant voice called out from the front.
This was an intermediate judge from the Heresy Judicature.
The Heresy Judicature’s favorite thing to do was to capture mutated elves and judge them, and they also had jurisdiction over mutated humans; how could they possibly accept such a significant reduction in their power?
Feya looked toward him, waiting for his question.
Under Feya’s gaze, the judge spoke up, his voice firm, "Your Highness, you said that you are a Mutant Patient. It is well known that Variants can lose their reasoning due to gene corrosion at any moment and turn into monsters, or become Origin Beasts and lose their humanity. I want to know, how can someone like you assume the identity of the sole princess of Emerald City? You’re not planning to become the next Elf Emperor, are you?"
Although his voice trembled, the people truly wanting to ask this question stood behind him, forcing him to take this risk that could be fatal.
Among a group of Variant individuals, someone also shouted loudly through a sound amplification device, "Princess, we have queries too; can the words you spoke really be realized? Unlike you, we don’t have a noble status; we are just ordinary Mutant Patients. You have a such a privileged background, of course, you can afford to speak without worries, but how can we believe you?"
"That’s enough,"
Feya’s voice seemed magical, calming down the tumultuous square.
