Starting with the defeated female knight

"Mother, I..."

“I’m doing this for your own good, Melia.”

You'll understand sooner or later.

The door is closed.

Melia huddled in her room, clutching the elven harp in her arms, her gaze gradually becoming vacant, as if she had turned into an exquisite doll.

She wasn't good at communicating to begin with, and when faced with this situation, she had no idea how to talk to Salis.

Then, after some time had passed, she gradually broke down.

There was a knock on the door.

A familiar voice sounded outside.

"...Meria, are you there?"

"Has something happened lately? I haven't seen you around in ages..."

Salis's voice sounded strange, as if she was suppressing something.

Melia noticed this, but that only made her more unsure how to bring it up.

Tick, tick.

Rain began to fall from the already overcast sky.

And it rained harder and harder, soon turning into a downpour.

Melia opened her mouth, listening to the sound of rain outside the window. She tried to stand up several times, but in the end, she lowered her head.

"I... have never felt happy performing."

It's a sentence that's hard to describe.

Perhaps they thought that by saying this, the people outside would leave and probably wouldn't come back.

After all, she couldn't speak to begin with.

silence.

for a long time.

"...That's it."

A soft sound came from outside, then she put her harmonica on the ground and turned to leave.

Normally, she would probably stay and show concern for the other person.

Unfortunately, her mental state was also nearing its limit.

After Melia gave her answer, she almost broke down.

"So—"

The little green sprite flapped its wings and looked at Salis with a grin.

The malice and madness in their eyes were no longer concealed.

"Why do you think I've become like this? Do you think I treated my children that way because I was bored?"

"Ha, I know you're very unhappy with me because of Melia."

"But I, and only I, can save that child's life!"

She opened her arms, revealing the torn little elves and the dead great elf children to Salis.

The pain, the indifference, and the dripping blood were laid bare before this god who increasingly craved perfection and had always been protected and cherished.

Lies are not scary; what's scary is that they are true.

And so, on that rainy night, even the god of elves went mad.

When Melia finally recovered somewhat, she mustered up her courage and pushed open the door to her home.

What you see is a stage built from mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

And there are those familiar 'friends' standing up there, performing.

That was the most perfect performance ever.

As it turns out, in this idealistic cesspool of a world...

Not only humans, and not only the capital city, but even elves and gods were being elbowed and tortured on equal terms.

And then, after the incident involving the God of Elves was resolved.

A large-scale mental suppression and modification began, and Dolores became, in effect, the common mother of the elves.

At the same time, he also had an extra Joker card in his hand, which, although it had gone mad, could still be thrown around and used.

Melia's mind is deteriorating further.

Fortunately, Dolores had extensive experience in this area and knew how to keep those spirits who might have died from depression alive.

Even if the process is extremely painful, even if it feels like living a life worse than death.

But to live, to live is everything.

She never wanted to see her child die again, she never wanted to see her child torn apart by wild beasts again.

Ultimately, through her forceful intervention, Melia survived.

After a long time, the demonic tide broke out.

Sensing the situation in the capital, Dolores thought for a moment and decided to send Melia to lead a team to check it out.

Although this child is very introverted and not suitable for leading a team in any way, he has considerable sensory talent. He can easily sense and avoid even beings at the level of ancient gods. Even if he can't find anything, he should be able to return safely.

But what the green worm didn't expect was that she ultimately wouldn't be able to come back.

because......

You actually noticed me a long time ago, didn't you?

The tentacles slowly opened, enveloping the petite body, and then slowly lifted up, looking directly into her eyes.

for a long time.

"......Yes."

Why didn't they run away?

"because......"

She hesitated for a long time before lowering her head.

His voice began to tremble.

“I can sense that you… mean no harm.”

"and......"

"...I would like to ask you for your help."

How can I help you?

for a long time.

"...Help me save them."

"Save Little Sha, save the fairies, and..."

She paused.

"Save my mother."

Little Sha has gone mad, the elves have gone mad, and her mother has long since gone mad too.

Ironically, it was she, who should have gone mad the most, who managed to escape reformation during her most twisted period.

And after regaining their senses, they realized the distortion and madness of that country.

The mother was making some plans.

Salis is still suffering.

The elves might survive, but they were already living a life worse than death, and she couldn't even imagine what would happen if things continued like this.

So in the end, she mustered up her courage.

On that night of interplay of light and shadow, I gave up all resistance and let myself be devoured by the tentacles.

That was a gamble she made, a gamble she had mustered up her courage to take, putting all her eggs in one basket.

And now, it seems she made the right bet.

"Please help me, I know I have nothing left."

She hugged the tentacles and sobbed softly.

"But I beg you, please save them..."

"I'll pay any price, I'll do anything..."

"It can be used as a doll or as furniture..."

"Please, save them..."

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P.S.: 6,000 words in one chapter, more to come later.

Volume 1: Chapter 110: One Code, One Code

The busy work in Dawn Territory continues.

No one knew, and no one cared, in that small house, in the dimly lit, soft dungeon.

Who did the tentacles talk to, and what did they talk about?

Construction in Dawn Territory continued even after the conversation.

However, beneath the originally dark and silent tentacle dungeon, a new area has been opened up at some point.

And occasionally, strange noises will be heard.

"......itch."

"...Ugh, this is weird..."

"...Sir, is this really... um... able to help you?"

"I...don't doubt you, but...my body feels really strange..."

Are you feeling very uncomfortable?

"......No."

She lowered her head slightly, her blush spreading to the tips of her ears, and she trembled slightly.

"It's...comfortable."

Let's continue.

After a brief rest, accompanied by soft gasps and groans, and even pleas for mercy, the tentacles once again engulfed the petite figure.

There was nothing he could do; after all, she was probably the only one in the entire Elf race who was still considered 'healthy'.

For the sake of the elves' future, and to fulfill her request, Green had no choice but to make things difficult for her.