"An orc child?!"
Anlia stared at the little girl in Moss's arms, her eyes widening involuntarily.
The little girl looked only four or five years old, her thin face deathly pale.
Her eyes were tightly shut, and she lay motionless, as though she had already fainted.
An orc child... in the middle of nowhere like this?
"W-what happened?! Where did you find her?"
Anlia approached Moss with a puzzled yet serious expression, half-kneeling on the ground as she carefully examined the unconscious girl.
Moss glanced at the little girl. Her expression was also somewhat solemn as she said softly:
"She suddenly attacked me beside the footprints where I had just fired the signal, so I knocked her unconscious."
Anlia folded her arms and said in puzzlement:
"How could there be an orc child in a place like this? This is a long way from the orc territory."
Moss furrowed her brows and said uncertainly:
"This... might be hard for you to believe, Sister Anlia, but..."
As Moss explained, the puzzlement on Anlia's face slowly turned into shock.
Pointing at the little girl, she asked Moss uncertainly:
"Transform? Molly, do you mean this orc child can turn into a beast?"
Moss stared silently at Anlia and nodded lightly.
"How is that possible? While there are orcs with an extremely high degree of beastification, turning into a beast..."
Anlia shook her head in disbelief. She frantically recalled the information she knew about orcs, only to find that there had never been any records related to this.
Meanwhile, Moss seemed to have confirmed something. She raised her head and continued:
"Sister Anlia, I think this child may very well be connected to the monster this time!"
Anlia immediately raised her head at that and asked Moss:
"Why do you think that?"
"This orc's