Enel

Birka Island, the streets of the town.

A young man with long ears that reached his chest carried a large basket on his back, filled with fresh fish, just caught from the White Sea.

I found a spot, pulled up a small stool, and sat down, waiting for other people to come and buy.

Unlike others, he did not have wings because his father was a Blue Sea People. After his love affair with his mother was discovered, he was exiled, which was a serious crime in the Birka Kingdom. Birka was extremely prejudiced against Blue Sea People, and Cloud Floating Flow was executed immediately after being discovered.

His mother was not in any serious condition, but she was pregnant at the time and eventually gave birth to him, which undoubtedly violated a taboo. Although she was not punished, under the pressure of gossip and public opinion, she raised him until he was five years old, then became depressed and died.

His name was Enel. From that time on, he became an orphan, ostracized by Birka people. In their eyes, he was a bastard with impure blood, a "Wingless Person," and an anomaly.

Similarly, he was also a gang leader, actually the leader of the orphans of the Birka Kingdom, but in the eyes of the Birka people, he was just an idle hoodlum who posed a great threat to Birka.

Some people, those who utterly despise him, even want to execute him, just like his father, Cloud Floating Flow.

Therefore, he was careful and tried his best not to break Birka's laws.

These are all fresh ingredients, and many people in Birka like them. Not everyone has the ability to catch these fish in the White Sea. There are no trees in Birka. Although there are boats, they were taken from the Blue Sea People in recent years and modified. The number of boats is not large, and most of them have been taken away by the temple. Only a small number of items are still circulating in the town.

How could someone of his status possibly obtain such things? He must have used tools to snatch them from the White Sea.

Although many people were interested in the fish, no one came to buy them. However, Enel didn't care. He was already used to it. Someone would always buy them eventually. Most of the time, it was before mealtime. Ordinary Birka residents were hostile towards him, but not to this extent.

Suddenly, something seemed to slice through the air, followed by two hard seashells hitting him, and another one, which missed its mark, landed to the side.

Looking up, Enel saw three Sky Island children. "Big-eared monster, I'll smash you to death!" one of the Sky Island children mocked, pointing at him and throwing another seashell.

He frowned slightly, reached to the side, grabbed a round, hard object, lifted it up, and swung it to block the seashell that was about to hit him.

This is an Iron Rod made by Iron Cloud, and it is also his usual weapon.

The three children were terrified the moment he pulled out the Iron Rod. He then swung it into the air with great force, making a loud whooshing sound.

The silent intimidation was very effective; they didn't want to be hit by Enel's staff, so they turned around and ran away.

Enel breathed a sigh of relief and put down the Iron Rod. He knew that if he did nothing, these kids would only push their luck. Don't ask why, because this wasn't the first time this had happened.

I'm sitting here feeling a bit bored, quietly waiting.

Not long after, a commotion broke out ahead, and the Sky Island residents scattered to the sides of the road, making way for each other.

This is a patrol team from the Birka Kingdom, also known as the God Guard. They are revered by the Skypieans and are directly subordinate to the gods.

"You lowly Wingless Person, get out of here, get out of here. You have no right to stay here." The patrol captain slowly walked towards Enel, his contempt and disgust undisguised, evident in his eyes alone.

"Birka doesn't have such rules," Enel said through gritted teeth, staring at the guy.

"Haha, now you've got it. Get out of here. You're not welcome on my turf," the captain mocked.

Enel clenched his fists tightly, wanting to punch this arrogant man in the face, but he knew he couldn't clash with the patrol team. The patrol team was the law enforcement officers managing this street and had the right to enforce the law immediately.

These fish sell best in towns; while they can be sold in villages, their value will undoubtedly be much lower.

Holding the basket, Enel faced the patrol and turned to leave.

The patrol captain, glancing at Enel's basket of fish, a greedy glint in his eyes, said, "Wait a minute, Wingless Person, someone just reported that their fish were stolen. I suspect you stole them. Leave these fish here."

"What? Where's the evidence?" Enel exclaimed angrily.

"Hmph! You stole it, and you dare to resist? All of you, get him!" The captain sneered, not giving Enel a chance to explain.

Enel realized that the patrol captain was just looking for trouble and deliberately targeting him, but these fish were all ones he had worked hard to catch, so how could he hand them over so easily?

He was furious, gripping Iron Rod tightly, and tried to fight back against the patrol members who rushed towards him.

"No! Enel will be treated as if he attacked a patrol!" Om, who had just received the news and rushed over, cried out in alarm upon seeing the scene.

Behind them were some other people. Om was one of Enel's future High Priest and a capable subordinate. Now, he was an orphan of Birka, a hoodlum, struggling to survive.

It's important to understand that attacking a patrol is tantamount to attacking a priest, and the power of discourse rests with the patrol. If they wanted to convict Enel, it would be an easy matter.

This might actually be exactly what they want. Attacking a priest is a capital offense, punishable by death by Cloud Floating Flow.

Drifting on the vast White Sea, who can survive? Only the lucky ones can drift to other Sky Island.

However, the distance between the Sky Island is very far, and the Island Cloud drift with the wind without any fixed direction, making survival almost impossible.

Because there is no food, one would die after a few days and nights of hunger, and would not be able to survive until reaching other Sky Island.

Om's voice jolted Enel back to his senses, causing him to freeze for a moment. At that moment, the patrol members who were rapidly approaching him arrived right in front of Enel.

Birka also Sky Shell culture, and it is even more prosperous there. The Reject Dial that has become extinct on Angel Island is still abundant in Birka.

Enel is quite strong, which is why he can be called the leader of the orphans on the island. Dealing with one or two patrol members is no problem for him.

However, he dared not resist. This moment of hesitation gave the patrol members an opportunity. They held something that looked like a spear, with a round hole at the head of the spear.

Aiming at Enel's abdomen, the patrol member pressed a button. The next moment, a powerful shockwave was released, slamming into Enel's stomach. His eyes widened, "Ah!" Enel, powerless to resist, screamed in agony, opened his mouth, spat out a mouthful of blood, and then his body flew backward.

The patrol team's weapons utilize the power of Impact Dial; however, such a powerful impact cannot be used in daily operations, only in the event of resisting external enemies or actual combat.

The impact power is divided into several levels, and its effectiveness is limited when dealing with ordinary Skypieans.

Although Enel was ostracized by them, he was still a resident of Birka. This scene stunned many people around.

The patrol team showed no mercy; they were determined to teach Enel a lesson, a decision made under the orders of their captain.

Recalling Enel's angry gaze, he felt somewhat displeased. How dare a Wingless Person look at him like that? And what Om said was actually his own thought, which he hadn't expected to be brought up directly, ruining his plans. He couldn't help but give Om a warning look.

In his eyes, Enel, a Wingless Person, shouldn't exist; his early death was the only way to show respect for God.

However, with so many people watching, he couldn't show too much of a reaction.

Enel was knocked to the ground by the impact, but he was not unconscious yet. He even had the strength to get up and struggled slightly, seemingly trying to stand up. The patrol members had already arrived and kicked him directly, then stepped on him.

What followed was a relentless attack, punches and kicks raining down on Enel. Enel curled up on the ground, his hands covering his head to protect his vitals. Despite this, intense pain shot through his body, leaving behind streaks of blood and wounds. Enel was bleeding profusely from the blows.

Enduring the pain, Enel remained silent, gritting his teeth tightly. A hint of hatred and extreme anger flashed in his eyes.

It was somewhat cruel, but the onlookers remained silent and did not intervene, fearing they might be caught in the crossfire and dealt with by the patrol team. The residents of Birka were terrified of the patrol team.

Even though Om and his group wanted to intervene, they were held back by their companions behind them. They knew that if they rushed over, the situation would definitely escalate.

After a long time, Enel seemed to have stopped breathing, but he was still alive, instinctively clutching his head and not letting go.

The patrol members seemed a bit tired and stopped what they were doing. As their captain approached, the patrol members surrounding Enel immediately dispersed, making way for him.

The patrol captain, with a smile on his face, stepped on Enel, insulting him in this way, then stepped over Enel, bent down, grabbed a basket full of fish from the ground, and handed it to a guard next to him to hold.

This scene also caught Enel's eye. Although his head was spinning, he remained conscious and clear-headed, and did not faint.

His hard-earned achievements were taken away just like that, and the hatred in his eyes deepened.

"Haha, let's go, I'll treat you to fish." The captain laughed and then left.

The road gradually returned to its original state, but pedestrians avoided Enel, not daring to approach.

"Boss, are you alright?" Om and the others rushed forward to Enel after the patrol had really left, asking with concern.

"He's still breathing, he's not dead! Quick, take the boss away and find a doctor, otherwise it'll be really dangerous." The group worked together to carry the heavily injured Enel on their backs and then ran towards the clinic.

Although Enel's body was covered in superficial wounds, these injuries needed to be treated as soon as possible.

"Here we go again, put him on the bed." The group rushed into the clinic in a panic. The old doctor saw the injured Enel and said something. It seemed that they were quite familiar with each other.

"How did your injuries get so bad? What happened?" The old doctor was shocked to see Enel in this state after Enel was placed on the bed and couldn't help but ask.

Without stopping, Om took out the medicine and briefly explained what had happened. The old doctor listened, remained silent for a moment, and then sighed.

After carefully examining Enel's injuries, and with the help of others, they applied ointment all over Enel's body and then wrapped him in bandages.

"Doctor, how is our eldest son? Is he alright?" Om and the others were worried. The other orphans had also received the news and rushed to the clinic, making the clinic very crowded.

At this moment, Enel could no longer hold on and fainted, lying quietly on the bed.

"It was treated promptly, so it's nothing serious. Enel protected his vital areas; it's just some superficial wounds, but they're not insignificant. He'll need a few days to recover. There won't be any hidden injuries," the old doctor said softly. Seeing that Om and the others were still worried, he added, "Don't worry, you can leave now. Enel has a good constitution; he'll recover in a few days without leaving any scars. I'll take care of him for the next few days."

Only after the old doctor said that did they feel relieved and gradually left.

The crowded clinic became empty again, and the old doctor sighed as he looked at Enel, who had fallen into a deep sleep.

Enel was someone he had watched grow up, as he was a frequent visitor to the hospital. Enel had no parents from a young age and lived alone, ostracized by the residents of Birka and bullied by those children.

He started going to his clinic at the age of six. At first, he was rejected and bullied by other children, but gradually he came to understand the importance of strength.

So he learned to fight and improve his strength. As his strength increased, he was no longer afraid of the power of others, and as a result, he became the leader of those orphans.

He had been watching Enel's changes closely, so he understood Enel's personality well. At the same time, he didn't reject Enel like others did, because he was the doctor, and healing and saving lives was his duty.

However, even he now felt that the patrol team's actions were going too far, targeting a person without any reason.