Shut up, brave man! I don't want to atone for my sins to you!

One male and one female.

Fuwena vaguely remembered their names and numbers, and remembered that they were always inseparable.

But in Lentiheim, there is no suitable word to describe the relationship between the two of them. They may be friends, but maybe not.

The two young elves supported each other and came to Fuwenna, with respectful but frightened expressions on their faces. They looked at each other, then gritted their teeth as if confessing their guilt, raised their heads and looked at Fuwenna.

"Mr. Archon," the female elf spoke first, "I... have a child."

Fuwenna was stunned.

She initially had no idea what the female elf was talking about.

Children, children...all the children, all the embryos should be conceived by their mothers in the breeding room.

But soon, she seemed to understand something.

So she lowered her head in disbelief and looked at the female elf's bulging belly hidden under her loose dress.

There is a lively little life hidden inside.

The breath of that little life was faint, appearing and disappearing from time to time, but it was still standing tall and stubborn, announcing its existence to the whole of Lentiheim and the whole world.

——That was the first elf born outside the breeding room since the establishment of Lentiheim.

Fuwenna suddenly felt an irrepressible emotion surging from her chest, almost flowing out from the corners of her eyes.

She couldn't explain what that emotion was.

She squatted down in front of the new mother, trembling, and wanted to touch her, but hesitated and pulled her hand back.

"When?" She couldn't help asking, "When did you find out?"

"About ten months ago, Archon," the male elf replied with great humility and respect, "Ten months ago, Nia's belly slowly swelled."

"Why didn't you report this news at that time?"

"because……"

The male elf seemed to want to say something, but the female elf next to him pulled his arm.

Then, the female elf named Nia stood in front of the male elf with her big belly.

She looked at Fuwena fearlessly, with a certain pride and determination.

"I stopped Gail," she said.

"……Why?"

Hearing this, Nia suddenly lowered her head, gently placed her palm on her lower abdomen, and then showed a complicated expression that Fuvenna could not understand.

“We have broken a taboo,” she said. “Nothing like this has ever happened in Lentiheim before us.”

The young mother protected her equally young father with one slender arm, while her other hand gently stroked her unborn child through the flesh.

Then she smiled.

Gentle, loving, yet incredibly strong.

Fuwenna had never seen such a smile before. In this city-state where the concepts of family and kinship were missing, she felt such a strong shock for the first time, just like a wild flower blooming alone in the devastated ruins.

Then, she heard Nia whispered to her:

"Will you kill him? Or will you punish us who have made mistakes as well?"

The smile on the young mother's face had disappeared, replaced by calmness, as if she had already prepared for the worst. She looked at Fuwenna so calmly.

But Fuwenna didn't dare to look her in the eye.

She suddenly thought of her mistress, and suddenly thought of herself who was about to disobey her mistress.

So, she shook her head.

"Can I... touch him?"

She requested.

Nia seemed to have never thought that Fuwenna would say such words to her, but after a brief hesitation, she nodded:

"can."

So Fuvenna touched Nia's belly with an almost pious expression, but then withdrew her hand as if she was afraid that the little life inside would be frightened.

Then she stood up again.

"We just killed a mother," Fuwenna said softly, "so... we can't kill another mother."

She suddenly smiled a long-lost smile.

Then, she declared earnestly to Nia and Gail, to the lovers, the couple, and the parents:

"On the contrary, I will bless you--"

"Because your children may be the beginning of a new history for Lentiheim."

[To be continued]

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24. What to do

The disobedience is about to begin.

But before that, Fuvenna and Selowei went to find Laciel together.

They asked her to take away some of the surviving elves.

"If we go to war with the Madam, the entire Lentiheim might become a battlefield, so please take them away."

As Serlovi said this, she brought Laciel and Charles to a group of elves.

Lacele noticed that the guy who had declared at the meeting that the elves should solve the problem themselves was also there.

But it's not shameful to make money.

After all, Fuvenna and Selowei agreed to provide her and Charles with a very generous reward after completing the commission.

For the sake of the precious materials and a little money, Lacie decided to let bygones be bygones.

She thinks she has a great character and needs no further explanation.

But before she could take out her wand and start preparing the warping spell, the troublemaker with whom she had originally planned to reconcile unilaterally stood up again.

"You want to send us away from Lentiheim?" The young elf named Austin showed an incredulous expression to Serlovie, then shook his head, "No, I won't leave."

Just like a sulking child.

Lacey couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

Hey, she has a bad temper.

No!

No matter whether she wants to leave or not today, she has to send her off happily!

She suddenly hated that what she was holding in her hand was not a suona but a magic wand.

Compared to her, Fuvenna and Selowei seemed much gentler.

"Why?" Selowei asked curiously.

After a brief silence, Austin stiffened his neck, turned his head, and looked at the lanterns strung together under the dome of the church.

"I want to..." His voice was fragmented, "I want to stay."

After hearing this, Selowei suddenly sighed.

"What about you guys?" She looked at the elves behind Austin, "Are you the same as him?"

No elf answered, but perhaps they all did -

Because they all walked silently to Austin's side and stood side by side with him.

Selowei wanted to say something else.

Lacele guessed that she probably wanted to tell this group of underage elves that war is not a game of house, not to mention that the enemy they are about to face is the mistress, a being that seems to be a god.

All the adult elves stayed behind, but who dared to say that they could survive this rebellion?

Even Lacie or Charles were not completely sure that they could defeat the mistress.

The best they can do is protect themselves.

Therefore, it would be better to kill them first and report later, knock them all out directly, and then use the warp spell to transport them away, to get rid of them once and for all.

However, Laciel did not act on her own.

Instead, she turned her head and gave Fuwenna a wink as a request.

But before she could get any instructions from Fuwenna, she heard Charles' voice:

"Even if I might die on the battlefield?"

Then, Charles, who had been standing behind her, passed her and came in front of the group of young elves.

The man had a blank expression on his face, and his tall figure gave off a sense of oppression. Even though he didn't draw his holy sword, his intimidation was still like an icy blade pressing against everyone's throat.

Rachel had never seen Charles like this before.

He is cold, dignified, and doesn't speak easily, but once he opens his mouth, everyone must be extremely alert and treat him with extra caution.

And Ciel looked at the young elves in silence, waiting for their answer.

His eyes seemed to carry something as sharp as a blade that people were afraid to avoid. It could easily penetrate the defenses of the weak-willed and expose their despicable nature to the dazzling sunlight.

But all the young elves stood his test.

Even though their legs were trembling and they were having trouble breathing, they still forced themselves to look into the man's iron-gray eyes.

Then, their leader, the host of the game called "Parliament", the young elf named Austin gritted his teeth and replied:

"Even if I might die on the battlefield."

He repeated Ciel's question, speaking in a declarative tone.

Ciel stared into his emerald green eyes for a while, as if to confirm something.

After confirming it, he nodded as if he approved of Austin.

"Ah."

Then, he stepped back behind Rachel and said to Seloue and Fuvenna:

"Let them stay."

Fuwenna didn't understand what was going on, and couldn't understand the... communication between Charles and Austin. So she frowned and said:

"But who will protect them? Your Highness, the Brave One, Mother..."

She wanted to tell Charles that their mother had gone mad and became extremely dangerous. Not to mention the young elves who were still young and immature, even she was ready to sacrifice herself.

But at this moment, Lacie suddenly sighed.

It wasn't because of Charles' rash action, but because of Fuvenna.

Then she raised her head, looked directly into the eyes of the Lady Archon, and said in a voice more serious than ever before:

"Sir Fuwenna, whether it's you, me, Ciel, or those young elves - we all know what it means to stay in Lentiheim."

"It's death, or sacrifice, right?"

Fuwenna subconsciously wanted to answer of course.

But long before she opened her mouth to answer, Laciel knew what she wanted to say.

The witch suddenly found it a little funny.

So, she said:

"It seems you still don't understand what's going on."

As she spoke, she suddenly grabbed Charles' hand.

This move was so sudden that Charles had no time to react - but even if he had reacted, he would have been unable to break free.

Because Rachel gave him an order: