The Fate of Narendra Women
48. Demand Ribia

Ribia left Kamila's room and stood on the edge of a cliff overlooking the ocean near their villa. Her breathing was tight even though Ribia still looked fine.

She never thought Kamila would think of that.

Nope. Not because the thought is wrong. Ribia was only surprised because she had never thought about it.

"Do you know why the half-Breed of Narendra is restricted in existence?" ask Agav suddenly.

"In order not to split into two camps." That was all Ribia thought.

But the man smiled. Stroking Ribia's hair. "In order not to show up this kind of discrimination."

"...."

"To be honest, if only the first Young Miss Kamila had not asked to be allowed to have children, something like this would not have happened. For the sake of Narendra's honor, there must be a difference between the original and mixed breeds."

Maybe that's true.

"But when human beings have developed and expanded, dissatisfaction will arise. That is why as much as possible should not be the offspring of half Narendra propagated."

Ribia squatting. Buried his face between his knees.

He doesn't know. Or maybe he never cared. It had been six generations all of this going on, so what could he think of?

Everything was normal, that was what Ribia always thought.

"If so, then there should be no more next generation half Narendra."

Agav is crouching. "Then, how will Miss handle Miss Kamila and Miss Lily's loneliness? They're human too."

"...."

"They're not like Miss Narendra like you, who's free to interfere in your sister's work, seeing more things. Miss Kamila and Miss Lily were only allowed to see the sky and the ground in a sure place."

Then what should he do?

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Time quickly passed when I thought Iaros would be released. But it became slow when Helen thought Iaros would be severely punished for his actions.

As Helen waited for certainty, Dios came to her to talk about the most important thing.

"Ribia suddenly said something strange at dinner yesterday."

Dinner between Narendra and his wife will be separated, so Helen won't know what Ribia told her sister if she isn't told.

"I want to make a request." Ribia pulls Narendra's attention all over the dining table. The only ones not present were Kamila and Iaros. "In this generation, eliminate mixed offspring."

The most famous is Lily. Because in that sentence there is a lot of meaning. He could have said 'let's kill Kamila, Lily and Amaryllis'.

But, the first to oppose was Dionysus' beloved brother.

"I'm against." Demeter even smiled as if they were not talking about people's lives.

"I assume the events of Iaros and Kamila occurred because of that difference" Ribia replied solidly.

"What do you mean get rid of, my sister?" Aether responded as a first brother.

"Enter Kamila and Lily as well as Aunt Amarilis as descendants of Narendra, not a mix. They don't need to call us Mister and Miss, and they have rights like me and you have."

"Are you asking for a change in our family's basic rules?" Demeter was undaunted. "My brother seems to be drunk."

"Sister, what's our difference?" Ribia looked at her oldest sisters. "What makes Kamila and Lily so-called mixtures? They are also descendants of Narendra. Kamila, formerly the son of Luka Narendra, was clear and very transparent. Then what's the difference if Kamila's mother used to be different?"

"...."

"Trika Narendra is not Narendra. If Kamila's mother had been named Narendra, Kamila would have been named Narendra. That's not a blood difference. It's just a name. Just as Trika's name is not decorated Narendra, so her children are only half Narendra."

"I can't hear this." Demeter. "Are you saying that Narendra's wife is the same as the woman out there?"

Ribia immediately flinched. "I'm not—"

"You said. You say there's no difference because Kamila's mother wasn't named Narendra while Narendra's mother was Trika Narendra, the woman named Narendra."

"I'm just trying to say we're from the same father."

"It means our mothers are different. Brother Euribia, are you saying that the women who are educated on our farms, with their best qualities are the same as the lowly women who do not receive our education? Are you saying, that we are Narendra, as well as the lowly humans out there?"

In reality the same. But for Narendra, people other than them are trash. Therefore at the table the cornered man was not Demeter, but Ribia.

No Narendra was raised with a holy heart until it was willing to accept equalization of position.

They and others are different. Narendra's different.

That is their doctrine.

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