She transmigrated and started different life

Looking at calmly looking people that just walked through the city one of Illo's females walked straight to the middle city with a basket filled with all kinds of produce. 

The two female guards smiled at her. ''We have enough food for the girls, but it's fine if you bring them more so they can eat sometimes things they want to cook. Do you need help? It looks heavy.''

She smiled and shook her head. ''It's fine. I need to strengthen my body anyway. Winter is coming and we won't move much around anyways. Thank you for your offer.'' She bowed her head slightly and moved on.

Actually, they never stopped women come in and walk around the city. Even to enter the middle city, but usually, they brought some food or news from outside for the females inside. As she walked to the part where Illo's group was stationed she realized the difference between groups. 

It was a huge town but most of the females from the same guild chose to stay together and not talk to other girls. So they thought at the start, but actually later on many of them started visiting each other and communicating. They were all mothers after all.

Illo's group was the only one that was complete without hair and with new clothes when they entered the city. Last few months their hair grew longer and they felt more comfortable now. Most of the women looked much better now as the signs of starvation were lost out their faces. As they saw the young woman they all came towards her with big smiles. ''Naila, you came.''

Naila just smiled and put the basket in front of them and looked around. ''Let us talk. I have a message from Illo.''

The dozen of females froze and all moved to one of the houses and just looked at her with unease. Naila sighed. She wanted to leave this guild even while ago before they came to this world. The first thing she did was to run away from them as soon they started making strange insinuations. 

The whole time in the forest she lived alone and happy until she didn't feel powers again. In wonder, she went back to the guild to find a strange change on everyone. Luckily her power is rare electricity and she made neat around herself as protection as she saw their dirty appearance.

Illo saw her being all clean and healthy and chose to keep her clean. So they made a house for her only on the side of the village and let her be there. But no matter how much he tried to explain his people to leave him in peace, some just didn't listen. Few of them were stroke by the lighting and almost died while Naila chose to live near the town.

He chose to send a message to Naila as he was sure she wouldn't rat on them. Actually, she was quite a strange woman even in the guild, so not many spoke to her or disrespected her in any way. She just calmly cultivated her owners and now again she did that again. But this time they needed her help.

Naila justs sighed. ''He wrote you all a message and I told him I do not wish to be mixed into his machinations. After we get out of this world, I will leave the guild and change to another. It's too bothersome to be around you all. As a woman and cultivator, I am quite disappointed in you.''

The women suddenly looked at her with scorn and anger. ''Disappointed? We just did things as we had no powers like you to be protected.''

Naila shook her head. ''I gained powers just like others after that strange occurrence. Before that, I just choose to live alone. When I asked a few of you to join me you were reluctant. To tell you the truth, I think you girls didn't even try to resist.''

One of the females smirked. ''Why should we? The cultivators we started mating we chose ourselves. they didn't r.a.p.e us or did us wrong. We chose among the ones we liked and wanted to have a child with at least one of them. You probably think it's dirty or wrong, but it's our choice, just like it was yours to stay away from us. You just think highly of yourself. Purity is not what will bring us to higher cultivation. Is the desire for it. And our own choice is to use the chance to have a child while we can. When we go outside the chances to give birth as cultivators are extremely rare. Do not look down on us.''

Naila shook her head. ''I do not. I understood your reason. But if you chose one partner wouldn't many things be less... dirty? the way you lived, can it be called even living?''

They stilled. It was true that they chose the men, but those men never cared about them and used them only to mate but never provided for the basic necessities. Only now in the city, they started feeling normal again. But that woman smiled at Naila and chuckled. ''Still our choice. If we mate with one, then he would maybe have a chance to take the child away, but like this, I can keep the child with me, while they can argue later on whose child it really might be. Like that, I can have a longer time to spend with my child.''

Naila shook her head. ''To bothersome. But as you said it was your choice. I brought you the fruits I found in the forest. It is good for you and babes. This is the last time I will visit you. Goodbye. Watch over yourselves.''

Just then they realized one more fact. Illo sends the message not the food. The whole time since they came here they heard about Illo only from few words when Naila came to visit them. But now she will stop coming, who will bring them snacks and news from outside? they suddenly felt resentment towards that woman.

''She thinks she is pure and can look down on us. All of them. I wish we could kill them.'' The anger rose in her words and made the other women angry as well. 

''We can't. Who will feed us then? You know how we lived before. Until now, none of the men came to visit us. Or women. Only Naila did that. Maybe later she will come again. We can't cause any harm or we will be kicked out of the town. Let us have our babies first and then we can think of ways to tale over the town.'' One of the women that held herself wise spoke as she patted her bulging stomach.

they agreed but then remembered the message. As they looked at the words written on animal skin they started smiling brightly. ''They are coming to us...''