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Chapter 85 An Animal Parade
Lyra understood every word of Hadrien’s reasoning.
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She’d always believed that no evil act was too small to overlook, and no good deed too trivial to ignore.
But she knew her limits. She had no power to change how other people acted. All she could do was hold herself to a decent standard and mind her own business.
On top of that, she was mute. Even if she tried to reason with others, she would only be met with mockery and ridicule before she could explain herself.
Back in school, she’d turned to teachers for help countless times. Yet no matter how many times the troublemakers were scolded or punished, they never truly change.
They simply hid their cruelty behind closed doors, growing more petty and malicious in secret.
She couldn’t fix it, and no one else could fix it for her. Slowly, she’d stopped hoping for things to get better.
Let them talk. Let them laugh. She wasn’t going to ruin her own mood over baseless rumors. It simply wasn’t worth it.
Lyra refused to let temporary dark clouds dim her hope for the good things still ahead.
For someone like her, staying quiet and moving on was the only way forward.
Seeing her remain completely silent, Hadrien couldn’t help but wonder if people from her world simply never learned to speak up for themselves.
Was she the type to swallow every hardship without a word, letting herself get pushed around?
He studied her closely, unsure, but the impression stuck.
There was a naive, easy-to-bully softness about her.
“Fine,” he sighed quietly, relenting. “Just remember this. Letting cruelty slide only makes it stronger. If anything like this happens again, come straight to me p>
Lyra nodded obediently.
“Get back to your rounds p>
Lyra pushed her cart and left.
Hadrien watched her gentle, unassuming retreating figure, filled with helpless frustration.
Send her to Core Prime?
She was already getting bullied by ordinary people here.
How would she survive the cutthroat politics of Core Prime? She’d be torn apart in days.
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Back in the cell block, Lya checked the time. She still had one full hour left.
Enough time for the spirit animals to play freely.
Once she made her plan clear, Sentinels reacted in wildly different ways, splitting into two distinct groups.
The aloof ones did not care to play with other spirit animals.
The outgoing ones were ecstatic, practically buzzing with excitement, ready to leap into fun without a second thought.
Lyra decided to let everyone join voluntarily.
First, she locked the main cell block door to avoid unnecessary scrutiny.
No official rule banned attendants from letting spirit animals roam freely, but no one had ever dared try it before.
She then slid open each cell’s small window one by one, letting any spirit animal that wanted to stretch its legs come out and play.
She also asked Harlan.
He had no objections, only offering a quiet warning. “Don’t get startled by anything you see p>
Lyra thought back to their last encounter. She’d already seen his spirit animal. There was nothing left to fear.
She went on to ask the other second-floor Sentinels.
For anyone who agreed, she used the lift to carry less mobile spirit animals down to the spacious open area on the first floor.
She even slid open the window for Cell 221.
Soon, Lyra led a crowd of gentle, lively spirit animals downstairs.
Quite a few spirits were already wandering the first-floor halls.
Calm, quiet ones stretched their limbs and settled in isolated corners.
Bold, playful ones paired up with new companions to chase and frolic.
After settling the second-floor spirit animals and telling them to enjoy themselves without fighting, Lyra headed back upstairs to find Cedric.
She held up a note, “Do you want to let your dogs and cats come out too p>
Cedric stared at the words, mentally chuckling.
Was she trying to put on an animal parade?
He shook his head gently. “It’s better not to. The dogs are too rambunctious. They don’t know when to stop. I don’t want them provoking any short-tempered spirits p>
Lyra felt a twinge of disappointment.
The dogs were just overly friendly, not malicious.
Still, Cedric had a point.
What if something happened?
Spirit animals looked like ordinary creatures, but their strength far outmatched regular animals.
It wasn’t worth risking a violent conflict.
The bamboo viper was rather shy and did not follow them out.
Like its owner, it peered quietly out the window at the bustling scene outside.
The red pit viper flicked its tongue quickly, its dark eyes calm and unreadable.
Kyren lifted his eyelids lazily, watching the lively chaos with detached indifference. Quite a rare sight.
Lyra found an empty corner to sit down, a soft, relieved smile on her face.
The red fish, along with orca, crocodile, lynx, and dhole, drifted silently to her side, forming a loose protective circle p>
They kept a subtle watch, ready to shield her from any accidental roughhousing.
Cedric’s ferret, in particular, was completely off the rails.
Despite its mild owner, the little creature had clearly picked up hyper energy from the dogs. It darted back and forth across the hall at blinding speed, its slender white body blurring mid-air, nearly impossible to track with the naked eye.
The lynx grew increasingly irritated by the nonstop darting, its gaze turning colder by the second.
Rugh!
The sudden rough cry made Lyra jump.
She glanced around in confusion.
Where had the crow-like squawk come from?
To her right, the large, imposing lynx-looking sleek and stoic as ever-glowered at the hyper ferret. Its sharp focus stayed fixed on Snow, yet one ear angled sharply toward Lyra, the thin black tuft of fur on top twitching like a tiny antenna.
Sensing her gaze, the lynx turned its head.
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Its sharp pale eyes softened instantly, turning steady and calm the moment they locked onto Lyra’s curious, tilted stare.
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Lyra pointed at the lynx, then tapped her own throat, silently asking it had made that strange noise a
moment ago.
The lynx lifted one heavy, broad paw and gestured toward the blurry white streak of Snow, clearly signaling it had called out to stop the ferret’s reckless running.
So it had been the lynx.
Lyra bit back a laugh.
She’d never guessed such a cool, dignified big cat had a coarse, crow-like roar.
The difference was comical.
A crow’s cry was a sharp, abrupt caw.
The lynx’s call was a gruff, rumbling huff.
Both sounded hilariously awkward, like someone straining their voice to shout.
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Lucia Morh is a passionate storyteller who brings emotions to life through her words. When she’s not writing, she finds peace nurturing her garden.