NABC Chapter 89
Chapter 89
Side Story: Schlie Letziano 3 (Part 2)
Stunned by the shocking truth revealed by the Don, I was left speechless for a while. However, his story continued, so I somehow managed to get my mind working.
“What I want you to investigate is a certain High Elf.”
“Eh...?”
“Meg is probably a High Elf. You knew that, right? Because her mother is a High Elf. It’s certain.”
“Yes, I thought it was highly likely... That’s right. But that makes it even harder to believe she’s the Demon King’s child.”
It’s too much like a fairy tale. Even if that possibility surfaced, I’d be the first to dismiss it.
But it was highly likely that Meg was indeed a High Elf. And for the Don to be so certain, it meant that he’d heard it from the Demon King. So it must be true...
“About the mother, and about Meg. Do some research and come to a conclusion. I’ll talk about the content of the request after that.”
“U-Understood.”
“Even I can’t access the secret Elven writings. I’m hoping you’ll uncover some new information, something even I don’t know.”
Is he testing me? I had to take this seriously. I had to find information that even the Don couldn’t get his hands on.
And no matter the conclusion, I couldn’t let myself be shaken.
The rest of the journey was uneventful. I think the Don was avoiding going into detail, so I could organize my thoughts. We’d only occasionally talk about what was going on at the guild.
And so, we continued our journey, finally arriving at the Elven Village.
I briefly greeted my friends and then went to the patriarch to ask for permission to access the old writings. As a member of Ortus, I was readily granted permission. I parted ways with the Don, who was still exchanging greetings, and hurried to the archives.
“This is it...”
I found the book I was looking for and immediately started flipping through the pages. My heart was pounding.
『High Elves are beings who have been demoted from their positions as gods. They are said to be the closest to god among those who reside on this earth.』
This is a well-known tale, often told as a story to children. And while it’s uncertain whether it’s true, most of it is factual. If I remember correctly, it’s in another book... Ah, this picture book.
『Once upon a time, the High Elves, who were gods, had one of their own betray them, and they were forced to give up their positions.
But if that was the case, why had she suddenly gained a soul? I couldn’t imagine the curse disguised as a High Elf rule being lifted so easily.
“! Come to think of it...”
I suddenly remembered her sleepwalking. That expressionless face, her eyes devoid of light, as she calmly drew pictures.
Could that be Meg’s original state?
Countless possibilities swirled in my mind before vanishing, and I arrived at the most plausible answer. I quickly flipped through more books, gathering information.
『Unlike the rare Elves, all High Elves are born with special abilities.』
Meg must have one too, since she’s probably a High Elf.
I hadn’t asked her about it, but as far as I could tell, she didn’t seem to have any special abilities. Or maybe she just wasn’t aware of them, like me when I was young.
But what if she was using that ability while she was sleepwalking, in her original state? What if she was trying to tell us something?
『Abilities are often hereditary.』
I remembered reading something, a long time ago, in one of the old writings, about a High Elf born with pink, shimmering hair.
『A serious criminal who took an interest in other races and left the village.』
And if I remember correctly, her special ability was...
『The ability to see into the future. Yennaliearl.』
It wouldn’t be strange for her to have a child with someone from another race. And in fact, she had a child with the Demon King. And that child was probably...
“Meg...”
So, Meg was also born with precognition, or something similar. And her soulless self must have been using that ability. What if the only way for her, unable to speak, to communicate was to draw the images she saw in her mind? If her original self had foreseen the future and drawn it.
Maybe she was trying to tell us something.
“The picture... I have to see that picture...!”
I quickly gathered the countless books I’d spread out and rushed to the Don.