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Letting out a sigh.

Mia began her explanation.

“Yulia Petenbourg. The elf known as the witch of Petenbourg was actually a priestess of the World Tree.”

“······.”

For Eugene, it was a list of facts that were not surprising at all.

If it was about the main heroine’s setting, he had memorized it like a nursery rhyme.

However, trying not to show it, Eugene slightly raised his eyebrows, pretending to be surprised.

“But due to a tragic event, she was stripped of her priestess title and left Elvengard.”

Without hesitation, Mia mentioned the name of the former priestess.

If it had been a different priestess, it would have been a scandal, but for a witch, it was different.

She left Elvengard for unsavory reasons.

“Why did Yulia come here?”

Mia was at a loss for words.

Yulia.

Not ‘Yulia Petenbourg’ or ‘that elf,’ just Yulia.

Eugene casually referred to the witch of Petenbourg by name.

Ignoring the context and situation, he even started asking why the witch had come.

The relationship between the witch and Eugene seemed anything but ordinary.

‘I guess she heard my name from the witch.’

Only then did Mia’s question get answered.

Even Mia had almost forgotten her own name, but how did Eugene know it?

It must have been the witch who told him.

When Mia’s name was given by the World Tree, the witch was with her at that time.

“A week ago, Yulia Petenbourg secretly infiltrated Elvengard. She must have been afraid of being exposed and kicked out. Or maybe she was ashamed of being back in Elvengard. Yulia Petenbourg came in through the World Tree’s eyes and came to find me.”

“What was her purpose?”

“She asked me to teach her how to share an elf’s lifespan. As far as I know, I refused.”

“Share a lifespan······.”

Eugene closed his eyes tightly and fell silent.

Sharing an elf’s lifespan.

It was obvious who she wanted to share it with.

Me.

She wanted to give me a lifespan I didn’t ask for······.

‘This confirms without a doubt that Yulia has regained her memories and is after me······.’

Yulia was definitely more clever than the other main heroines.

She managed to hide the fact that she had regained her memories by quietly searching without making a fuss.

But it didn’t last long.

Thanks to Mia, she was caught.

‘I don’t need to worry too much.’

Eugene calmed down, taking a deep breath.

It was an overreaction.

Just hearing the name Yulia triggered PTSD.

Maybe things didn’t unfold as she planned.

Maybe I’m not just a pawn in Yulia’s hands this time.

Despite the sudden anxiety, he could easily shake it off.

Unlike the 12 previous rounds where he had to maintain a narrow human relationship to avoid suspicion of infidelity.

This time, he wasn’t alone.

There are many helpers.

Like Mia, who can warn of impending danger.

So there was no need to worry too much.

“Um······.”

“I’m sorry. I made the atmosphere too serious.”

“Oh, no, it’s okay.”

“More importantly, I’m starting to get hungry. Is there any food?”

“I’ll bring the food right away!”

Getting up to heat up the food, Mia felt a bit uneasy.

She couldn’t focus on anything else, worried about the relationship between Eugene and the witch.

The pioneer who created the city of freedom.

A genius who had no equal in making money.

And a ruthless ruler.

Eugene seemed to have strong feelings for that witch.

I didn’t know if it was a good thing or a bad thing.

“But why am I curious about this…”

Yujin must have her own personal reasons.

Mia had no right to interfere.

Normally, she would have just brushed it off and moved on.

But Mia couldn’t help but keep looking back at Yujin, trying to read her expression.

She had always been indifferent to others.

But every time she looked at Yujin, her heart would race.

Blushing and feeling her body heat up was a first for her.

So it was even more confusing.

Was it because Yujin was a rare mixed-race in Elvengard?

No, that wasn’t it.

Other races had visited Elvengard before, but she had never felt this uneasy.

“It’s all because of the alcohol.”

It was all because of the alcohol.

Mia decided to conclude it that way.

It was her first time drinking, and that’s why she was feeling this way.

“Phew. I hope there’s no smell…”

Aside from heating up the food.

Mia sneaked into the room and sniffed herself to check for any smell.

She suddenly felt self-conscious.

“Oh? Could it be… Should I change my underwear just in case?”

Mia started to see her situation objectively.

A fateful night.

An invitation to have dinner at a woman’s house who lived alone.

For Yujin, it was a clear signal.

“Oh no! I didn’t plan on seducing her!”

Mia paced around the room, lost in thought.

Yujin must have accepted the invitation while thinking about this and that.

The alcohol and dinner were just excuses.

She must have thought it was all a buildup for what was to come.

It was a situation ripe for misunderstanding.

“What should I do…?”

Suddenly, a prophecy she had heard before came to mind.

– A male of another race will take the sacred maiden of the World Tree.

Could this prophecy be referring to today?

Taking the sacred maiden didn’t necessarily mean forcing oneself on her, but rather the maiden offering herself willingly.

These thoughts flooded Mia’s mind.

“I’ve brought everything out. Enjoy your meal.”

“It smells good.”

“Really? It’s a traditional elven dish… I’ve never seen anyone from another race enjoy it before.”

“I’ve had the opportunity to eat it a lot, so I’ve gotten used to it.”

In the end, Mia was late because she had changed her underwear.

As she set the plates down, she stole glances at Yujin’s expression.

Yujin’s attitude hadn’t changed from before.

The only one who had changed was Mia.

When would ‘it’ start, she wondered, unable to let go of her tension for a moment.

“I heard that other races have a strong desire…”

Unlike elves, the reproduction rate of other races is vigorous.

During their short lifespan of 100 years, a pair of males and females can have an average of 3 children.

There are even cases where they have 6 or 7 children.

Considering the optimal time for human females to conceive, they practically give birth once every 3 years.

“Ugh… Other races are really lecherous…”

Mia felt her face flush, but tried her best not to show any signs of agitation.

Of course, it was not very effective.

“Of course, we have our faults too. But…”

She had given them the benefit of the doubt.

It was true that she had created a situation that could be misunderstood.

If they were a race driven by sexual desire, it was highly likely that they would interpret it that way.

“I’m not ready yet…”

But Mia was still not ready.

Her knowledge in that area was limited to the conservative sexual education passed down through generations of elves.

When a man and a woman hold hands and fall asleep, it’s said to be a step above the legend of a stork bringing a baby.

“Why do I have to resist? Shouldn’t I just go along with it?”

The prophecy of the World Tree is absolute.

But there was no mention in the prophecy of a man named Eugene, nor of a maiden of the World Tree named Mia.

So if Eugene were to demand my body…

Should I just accept it obediently according to the prophecy, or should I resist as a maiden to protect my chastity?

Mia’s mind became tangled with thoughts.

“Mia, I have a favor to ask.”

“Y-yes?!”

It’s finally happening.

A favor, huh?

Surely it will be some kind of demand.

With that thought, Mia’s face turned red to the tips of her ears.

“Ah!”

Thud.

She had put so much force into it that she ended up kneeling on the table.

She had really hit it hard.

She gritted her teeth and tried to suppress the pain, but Mia ultimately clutched her leg and fell to the side.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes! I’m fine! I’m fine, but…”

“You’re bleeding. Let me see your leg.”

Eugene approached slowly.

The lustful monster of a man was coming closer.

Mia, who was not yet mentally prepared, felt her heart beating faster and felt like it might burst.

“Ugh!”

“Why are you making such a fuss? Just stay still. I’ll apply a potion.”

There was a small bruise on her knee.

If it had been a wound on Eugene himself, he would have just ignored it as a minor injury.

But it didn’t suit the alabaster skin of an elf, so he couldn’t just leave it.

Eugene poured a little of the minor healing potion he always carried with him, cleansing and treating the wound at the same time.

Since it was a small wound, it quickly healed with just a touch of the potion.

There was no need to bandage it.

“It’s done now. Huh? Mia?”

Mia’s leg was trembling severely.

Wondering what was wrong, Eugene raised his head and saw Mia on the verge of tears.

It was the same look as an animal caught by a beast.

In a trembling voice, Mia whispered quietly.

“I-it’s my first time… Please don’t make it hurt…”

“What are you talking about?”

“What?”

“Huh?”

“…”

“…”

There was a moment of silence.

Eugene blinked in confusion.

Mia’s eyes widened.

“Uh, I-I was going to ask if you could request a prophecy from the World Tree about Yulia Pentenburg.”

“Oh…”

Was it all just a misunderstanding from the beginning?

Was the lecherous one not the man but herself?

Mia’s mind, which had been complicated just moments ago, turned blank like a blank sheet of paper.

She felt like she wanted to hide in a mouse hole.