"Woo~Woo~"

The sorrowful, soft crying voice woke the sleeping woman in the carriage, and she lazily opened her eyes, and with some curiosity reached out to lift the curtain of the carriage.

The golden glow of the Yongge Forest pierced through the car window, making her eyes hurt slightly, and she couldn't help but squint, blocking the sunlight with her hand, and then looked out of the car.

There was a little girl in the forest, crouching, crying beside the corpse of a bobcat.

[It's an injury, right?]

Thinking so, the woman ordered her guards to stop the carriage, and then, with her long white skirt, stepped down.

"Does it hurt?"

She walked towards the girl, crouched in front, looked at the blood-stained scratches on her arms, and asked softly.

[Whose child is this really skinny? 】

It was only when she was so close that the woman noticed that the little girl in front of her was very thin, she was wearing a wide mage robe, but the small hands exposed could see the traces of the skeleton.

The High Elves have slender bodies, but they are not as weak as this.

This made the woman feel a little angry in her heart, and she didn't know why the child's parents treated her like this.

However, the little girl did not answer her words, but shook her head and let out a sobbing cry.

[She's even weaker than when she was a child]

With a sigh inwardly, the woman reached out and gently grasped the little girl's skinny injured arm.

It was a fragile arm, as if it could easily be broken

A golden light emanated from the woman's hand, and then slowly penetrated into the little girl's wound.

Sharp scratches began to disappear at a rate visible to the naked eye.

"Thank you"

A moment later, as the woman wiped the dirt from the girl's wound with a white handkerchief, she finally heard the girl's thanks.

"No thanks."

The woman said, and then the girl's raised face remembered.

[It turned out to be her]

With a sallow face, tired and black-circled eyes, he looked at her timidly

The woman knew the girl, or rather, she had heard of the girl.

This is a disciple of the mage next to his husband, I heard that he has lost his family since he was a child, and he has terrible nightmares every night, and he has not been able to get enough sleep.

For this reason, her mentor has asked many people to treat her nightmares, but no one has been able to do so far.

This is a very fragile girl who, because of the status gap, has been learning esoteric and obscure magic from her mentor, and has never had friends of the same age. The torment of the nightmare made her spirit tense all the time, and she was even full of fear of the whole world.

"Your name is Solan Lian, aren't you?"

The woman hesitated, asking with some uncertainty, her voice naturally soft and warm enough to indulge anyone who heard it for the first time.

"Hmm"

The girl took a step back and looked at the silver-haired woman in front of her with some fear, wondering why she knew her name.

The woman was certainly the prettiest elf she had ever seen, with a very pretty face and long silver hair shining in the sun, but the murderous aura of the two guards in ornate armor standing behind her made the young Solanlian very uneasy.

Her clumsy brain spun rapidly, silver-haired elves were very rare, and those who knew her could only be

"Her Royal Highness?"

Solanlian's eyes trembled, and she asked in disbelief and fear.

"Well, it's me."

The woman nodded, her silver hair swaying, and her blue eyes rippling with gentle colors.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Your Highness! I came here by myself, not forced by my mentor!! ”

Solan Lian hurriedly lay down and pleaded:

"Please don't blame my mentor!"

"It's all my fault"

Her Royal Highness has a well-known kindness surname, and if she cries in front of her, she will definitely blame the Mentor.

Solanlian liked her old mentor so much that she didn't want him to be punished even if she lied.

“”

But the movements of the little girl in front of her made the woman's eyes a little gloomy, this girl seemed to be born without the pride and dignity of the High Elves, her hands and voice were trembling and nervous with fear, and she apologized to the person she saw for the first time.

Will such a girl also become a delicate elf in the future?

When a woman sees her, it's like she's seen herself as a child. A sorrow and impulse came over the woman, who was so disgusted with the way she looked at her that she suddenly wanted to change her.

I want to turn her into a proud and strong elf.

'Let her be a proud child who doesn't lose to anyone'

So the woman looked forward to it, stood up, walked into the girl, and put her hand under her eyes.

"Come, come with me, I'll be your mother."

She spoke in the softest and warmest words, and then smiled a one-of-a-kind smile that was perfect to perfection.

The corners of the woman's mouth are lightly upturned, her eyebrows are curved, and she looks mischievous and kind, but more than that, she is full of warmth and gorgeousness.

I don't know why

Solan Lian, who was holding her head up, was attracted by this smile, and the ghost magically put her hand on the woman's hand, allowing her to hold her filthy body in her arms.

[It's strange, what is this feeling]

Don't think about anything, don't worry about anything.

It was a warm embrace that Solan Lian had never experienced.

[Is this how mom feels]

In a daze, my hands kept wiping the marks on my face, did I keep crying loudly?

Solanlian followed the woman into her carriage and fell asleep in her arms.

She lay on the woman's lap, her little nose exhaling the aroma, and she fell asleep quietly. It was also the first time in Solanlian's life, and she saw a figure that shone like the sun in her dreams, hidden in all the sorrow and pain of the war.

[I must protect that person well]

[The monarch I was destined to be]

[The child of the woman who saved me and taught me]

【My mother's child】

This was Solan Lian's original wish

"Drip" "Drip"

[Therefore]

Solanlian fell into the forest, her eyes red, her tears crackling, dropping drop by drop:

How can you betray it? 】

"I, Solan Liane, am the proudest elf!!"

"How can you betray your own desires!?"

Supporting her squirming legs, she slowly stood up and struggled to summon her mount.

"That's all I have."

And then

It's like the wind

Chocobos carried her figure into the forest

Run towards her monarch

The moon descended to the top of the mountains

This eventful night is finally starting to fade

And on this very night, three new lives were born on this continent at the same time.

One is the son of an expelled orc clan, who will face the worst fate from birth.

One is Prince Lordaeron, who seems to have been born a few years late, five years younger than his sister Kalia.

The other is the youngest daughter of the King of Kul Tiras, a woman who will be saddled with the curses of many players and who believes in her own path

No one knows how much of a storm each of them will bring to the whole world in the future