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Yenna left town all of a sudden, but she came back all of a sudden. Running away for just a few moments for us. It's like the rebellion of a child. Everyone thought so except Shermelhorn, so no one blamed me for anything.

That's why the girl who came home was immediately scolded so badly by Shermelhorn that she was ordered to spend a few years in the reflection room. It was routine for me to go to her and chat with her for a little while to carry the meal.

"I don't agree with the chief's idea. I can't believe you only think of people as stones around here, but you want to see people unhappy and have fun, but you make guilds in people's worlds for them. I don't even have a hobby, so I'm sorry!

"Well, I do have a bad taste. And childish. Yes, Shermelhorn is still a child."

You say you live much longer than you do? And Yenna said that with a look like she bit down a bitter bug. Huh? Oh, yeah. That kid founded the guild in the world of men because he feels his own advantage by putting people under control. Childish, isn't it?

Oh, well, don't look so angry, will you? It may be extremely annoying from you guys, but it's a serious problem for that kid, and he just looks like a child's wagga mom to us. Whatever things are, if the viewer is different, it feels different.

"He'll never try to admit it, but he has an admiration for people."

"That's a lie. No! I hate people more than anyone!

Yenna thought she was a child again. You can only see things from your own perspective. What did she learn when she went outside? I thought so. But I'm sure this also depends on people.

"He's serious. I'm just serious, and I'm desperate to protect my High-Elf hometown as a chief. So the truth is, you're interested in people deep down, and you're just denying it by thinking of people as pests."

"I can't believe that. Something that easily slaughters people. Times should change now. I can't believe that high elves are to God... I don't want to be the kind of God that looks down on people in the first place."

Sure, that kid's mood will be hard for others to understand. That kid himself, he's denying it, so extra. Though it's like saying you're obsessed with people to think about, like, trying to slaughter people. It's sad. Yennarieal had a point, but I couldn't get a statement that would blaspheme God. Because God doesn't always do it all.

Yennarieal, you're being careless.

"... sorry"

In that regard, she immediately expressed her intention to reflect. But then I said something terrible.

"But here's what I think. There must be more than one god. Otherwise, the world of men should be more chaotic. I guess our ancestors were gods who had no love for people. I don't think you need to have the same idea, no matter how many ancestors did. I want to believe in a God who loves people. Not ancestors."

As a high elf, I didn't expect to notice it there with astonishing youth. Again, I thought this kid was a brilliant individual. I'm just a little young to think. Parents and children, maybe?

That's exactly what I knew. But just because it's the same opinion doesn't necessarily mean it's the right answer. So here's what I decided to say.

"Yennarieal. I would not disagree with that opinion without a headache. I thought about it myself and led myself, it's your only answer. Wonderful. But now protect the little world around you."

"Huh...?

"I want you and your child to be happy."

"... did you know"

Yennarieal came back because of the look on his face and the atmosphere.

She said she had been caged outside. Of course, I wondered who they were. But I wasn't worried because it was about her, and above all.

"You're still a special high elf to have a baby."

"... but they're not high elves."

I said, "Well, I guess so." 'Cause I don't think there's a high elf out there. There's Shermelhorn, but the first thing you can't think about, right?

"A good thing? Is it true that your caged child outside is a pile of problems? But first, we should be more than happy to see a new life sprout in your body."

"...... Huh!!

I'm sure he was full of anxiety. I should have been filled with sadness and anxiety by first examining the curse in the event of the birth of a child made with other races. I can't help but decide to carry it in alone.

Yennarieal kept grabbing the hem of my clothes and crying until I left the place that day. I was holding her hand until I calmed down. Thought I'd spit it out.

Thus, I listened to Yennarieal every day. We had plenty of time. When I heard your opponent was the current demon king, I was surprised by the boulders. I can't believe I'm surprised at this age. It's a valuable experience, isn't it?

After the month, Yennarieal's stomach became a little more prominent. Fortunately, she was not a prominent stomach, and she was never noticed by anyone because she didn't have a cage in the reflection room or anyone else to meet her.

Still, I was very naughty when I was giving birth. Shermelhorn hasn't come back here much lately, so I'm really glad he's not here.

Births were tough. Because I've never had a birth, either, and I never saw how anyone was going to give birth. Well, I've done a lot of research. You know, a few thousand years old records, maybe you could talk to some of your fellow countrymen who've had kids? I don't know how many years it's been since I've read or studied all sorts of literature.

But that's why I figured it out. He said it was called a difficult birth. That kid's in pain, and he's supposed to be born at last, and it took him two whole days from there. Yennarieal has suffered a lot. He said that I had tied the line of soundproofing, but he didn't even shout, he even withstood in tears.

Good luck, good luck, my baby. Repeat, squeal like that.

There was no soul. It's hard to be born on your own. I realized there that I exercised witchcraft with great care and helped give birth. I don't know if it fits. But I thought I had to. 'Cause if you don't, Yennarieal, and the baby, you think there's no life, right?

Come this way, and guide the baby with magic. Little by little, little by little.

That's how, by dawn of the second night, you were born, Meg. Yennarieal's first words were:

"... I knew you were a girl. Thanks, good luck with that. Let's live to the fullest from now on, shall we?...... Meg"

It seemed like the name had already been decided. I thought I'd never forget that happy face. So much so that Yennarieal was beautiful after giving birth.