The main forces of the Deep Shadow family are in Silvermoon City. If Sarlayan hadn't been so troublesome, Julian wouldn't have been taken to the vast and sparsely populated southern part of the forest to settle.
Under Valeera's guidance, Sarlayan arrived at the door of the Deep Shadow family's mansion after a long absence. A large number of male and female servants stood in front of the door in two rows, patiently waiting for his return.
Valeera is Julian's personal disciple. The leader of the Backlight Blade, Villes, has also personally taught her. She is already very familiar with the Deep Shadow Family.
When the two people, who were accustomed to arguing, came to the door of Shen Ying's mansion in the aristocratic area of Silver Moon City, the waiters in front of the door bent down and bowed to the two people in unison.
"Miss Valeera, Master Sarlayan, welcome back."
Sarlayan himself was not used to this scene.
No matter how outsiders slandered his half-elf ancestry, no one in the family had ever discriminated against him because of it. The head of the family, Villes, even wiped the butt of this nephew who was causing trouble all day long many times.
This situation continued until... Sarlayan provoked a troublesome character that the Deep Shadow family did not dare to confront head-on.
The Deep Shadow family, like most high elf families, is not prosperous. Although Julian's lineage is a side branch, it still lives with the direct lineage.
It is said that this decision was made by Villes' father, who thought it would be more lively.
"Wow~"
The barrage showed undisguised envy and hatred towards the extravagant and corrupt scene in front of them.
"The evil feudal society... I also want to be surrounded by so many maids and ladies!"
"Lemon fruit on the lemon tree~You and me under the lemon tree~"
"Fuck, the modified version of Lemon started singing, and Master Ba was furious."
"I'm so angry. Is the manservant ignored like this? I want a handsome elf brother!"
Sarlayan has learned to ignore the meaningless barrages and nods to the servants very naturally.
"Everyone, long time no see."
Standing on guard was a handsome red-haired man who looked very stable and was wearing a butler's uniform. When the barrage saw this man, a new round of riots started.
"The young master is still so healthy. I can finally rest assured that he didn't suffer any injustice while living in the manor, right?"
"Pfft~"
Valeela couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle: "Eric, do you think Sarlayan is the kind of person who can stand grievance?"
The butler known as Eric shook his head and laughed: "That's right, I made a mistake... Master Sarlayan, please come with me. Your room has been cleaned and it remains as it was before."
Sarlayan smiled and thanked Eric: "Thank you for your hard work, don't hang around here, let's go in together."
Including Eric and Valeela, everyone present showed surprised expressions.
'Sure enough, I read it right. '
Valeera touched her smooth chin thoughtfully: 'This guy must have encountered something during this time, he has changed too much. '
In the past, Sarlayan was often discriminated against by his friends outside. Every time he came home, he looked bitter and resentful. Even the kindness of his family could not heal the trauma in his heart.
This was the first time that Eric and others were treated so calmly by Sarlayan. The old housekeeper who watched Sarlayan grow up was filled with emotion and felt relieved at the same time.
"Young Master has grown up..."
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Perhaps because the life cycle is too long and is "balanced" by the laws of nature, the fertility of high elves is extremely low.
Some unlucky families may even be in the embarrassing situation of being unable to produce offspring for thousands of years.
It’s not that the couple doesn’t work hard, they just can’t conceive.
The contemporary head of the Deep Shadow family, Velez, is a well-known workaholic. He often travels around for the Sun King's secret orders and spends less time with his wife at home.
Villes is more than 1,500 years old, but he still has no heirs.
Sarlayan is the only new generation in the direct line and branch of the Deep Shadow family. He has been favored by the elders in the family since he was a child.
Not many people knew about Sarlayan's true life experience. Apart from the core members of the family such as the Villes couple, there were only Sun King Anasteria and a few staff directly under the royal family.
Most high elves believed that the other half of Sarlayan's bloodline was inherited from short-lived humans, and believed that his lifespan would be much shorter than that of ordinary high elves.
However, it is not.
Sharlayan, who has the blood of the dragon, is theoretically immortal. As long as he does not suffer unnatural death, he can even live until the day Azeroth is destroyed, far longer than the high elves.
"Ah~ my little Sarlayan, you are finally back!"
When Sharlayan and Valeela stepped into the hall of Deep Shadow Mansion, a beautiful high elf woman wearing a loose dress and elegant temperament was already waiting here.
"Uh~"
Looking at this noble and beautiful woman with open arms and a somewhat excited expression, the corners of Sarlayan's mouth twitched slightly. He recalled the fear of being dominated by two slimes when he was a child.
Sure enough, the beautiful woman didn't notice Sarlayan's changed expression at all, and rushed towards him with a warm hug.
Fortunately, in the years since he left Silvermoon City, Sarlayan, who has grown up, has grown taller than before, and no longer has to face the dilemma of being suffocated to the point of difficulty breathing.
"Aunt Alyssa, long time no see."
The beautiful woman whom Sarlayan called Alyssa showed an unhappy look on her face: "Why did you forget again? Call me sister Alyssa!"
"this……"
He helplessly glared at Vali LS Leian who was hiding and snickering beside him, but under the other party's insistence, he could only surrender and change his words.
"Okay, Sister Alyssa, I'm back."
"Hmm~"
High elves have a long peak period, and there is no trace of erosion by time on Alyssa's face, which is as radiant as the last time we parted.
Valeela noticed something, and when she hugged Sarlayan, Alyssa's eyes flashed with envy unconsciously.
This noble lady really wanted to have a child of her own, but she had been unable to do so due to various reasons. She could only devote her maternal love to her nephew, Sarlayan.
After finally getting rid of his overly enthusiastic aunt, Sarlayan led Valeela back to her room.
As Eric said, the layout of the room has not changed since the last time he moved out. There is not a speck of dust in the room, so it has obviously been taken care of for a long time.
"Okay, can you tell me now?"
Valeera sat on the edge of the bed in the room without anyone noticing, swinging her straight and slender legs happily.
Sarlayan had no choice but to pull out a chair from under the desk and sit down.
"Before that, please promise me something."
"Oh?" Valeera raised her eyebrows in surprise: "The sun rises from the west, and you actually learned how to bargain."
"Okay, you say, as long as it's not too much, I can agree to it."
Sarlayan: "I hope you will keep the information you hear next strictly confidential and not tell it to any unsuspecting outsiders."
Feeling Sarlayan's solemn attitude, Valeela's expression became serious.
"Well, in the name of Valeela Sangunar, I swear not to leak the news I'm about to hear to anyone."
Sarlayan nodded and turned to look at the blue sky through the window that had not yet been opened.
"Aren't you always curious about who my other half of blood comes from? I just got part of the answer from my father's family letter not long ago."
"My mother is a giant dragon."
Valeela, who was originally full of expectations, seemed to have suddenly lost her brain. She was stunned for several seconds before tilting her head with a dull expression.
"……Can you say that again?"
