“A-adventurer!? That baby…..!?”
“That’s right, elf-niisan.”
The elves stared at me intently.
“More importantly, who is Holy Mother?”
They have been mentioning “Holy Mother” countless times before. There was no such being in my previous life who could be referred like that by the elves.
“Holy Mother Meltera is a hero and a savior of us elves.”
“Meltera……?”
It’s a name I’ve heard before. Well, it wouldn’t be surprising if there were elves with the same name.
Ryuna further explained,
“Holy Mother Meltera is the one who evolved into a High Elf, the higher race of us elves. She has created places around the world where elves can live in peace, and this village is one of them.”
Meltera, a High Elf. There’s no doubt about it. She is one of my disciples in the previous life.
I once set up a private laboratory to devote myself to magical research. However, magicians who wanted to become my apprentice rushed there one after another, and before I knew it, it had become a large-scale magic research base. The organization that came to be known as the Tower of the Great Sage was organized by one of my old disciples, the high elf Meltera.
(Mmm, she had big breasts, which is unusual for an elf.)
『…… Is that the first thing you remember?』
Could it be that her breasts have become bigger because she evolved into a high elf?
If that’s the case, I’d like to see the elves evolve into high elves.
(Speaking of that, I was planning to enjoy those breasts before I died. I thought that since I was about to die, she would definitely fulfill my wishes. Hmm, what happened to that, again? Somehow, I only remember the moment I asked for it……)
『You don’t remember? Let me tell you, she was so enraged that she punched you. Then you took your last breath.』
(Eh? Seriously? T-there’s no way, right….…?)
As I was shivering all over, Lindwurm followed up,
『No matter how you look at it, that was Master’s fault. Besides, you were on the verge of dying anyway, so I don’t think it’s right to blame her.』
(In the end, I couldn’t enjoy those boobs? I can’t believe it….. That’s too muuuccchhh!)
『……Is that something to lament about?』
As I shed tears of blood in my heart, Lindwurm looks at me with disdain.
“The powerful barrier that Holy Mother put up to ward off monsters is still in place to this day, even though it has already been thousand years ago. Isn’t that amazing? ……Uh-, it didn’t work for that giant treant, though.”
Hmmm, there is indeed a barrier around this village.
Was this built by Meltera?
It’s a barrier of a level that would have been difficult for her to create back then. I’m sure she continued to study and train magic after I died.
“Ryuna-oneechan, what is Holy Mother doing now?”
“I heard that she died nearly a thousand years ago, but that only applies to her physical body. The soul of a high elf is considered immortal after all. I’m sure she’s still watching over us somewhere.”
Is the soul of a high elf immortal?
Well, I suppose that’s just some form of faith.
(……I guess she already passed away huh. Of all my apprentices, the only one I thought might still be alive is her. High elves are said to live longer than the elves after all.)
At the time of my death, she was already over a hundred years old, but in human terms, she would only still be around 10 years old at most. Elves live about five times as long as the average human, but high elves live ten times as long as the average human, that is, about 600~700 years.
『Master, have you perhaps forgotten my existence?』
Lindwurm says such a thing to comfort me.
(Linlin doesn’t have boobs.)
『……Should I kill you?』
Anyways, even if she had lived to this age, she would already be an old woman now. In that case, the story changes.
(Shriveled boobs are not really boobs after all.)
『I knew it! You are definitely the worst perverted old man. 』
This is translated by Yume Neiji. Kindly read at yumeineijiworks.wordpress.com.
Previous ⚜ Table of Contents ⚜ Next
Yume Neiji's Works 