Category: Motherlover

◆ Get along with your friends── Since I was young, Mother has told me that time and time again. Friends──that word does not exist in my dictionary. My existence is composed of Mother, those who serve Mother, and the countless inferior beings besides them. There is no place anywhere for something as lukewarm as friendship…

◆◆◆ 「Frigostella Celestiluo Glace Horizon Mortje Lata──O Queen of Ice filled with chilling majesty, grant your white embrace unto that one! Absolute Zero Glacial Execution Formation (Frigostellarion)」 The bloodline magic passed down through the Edelweiss Ducal House, one of the Twelve Ducal Houses, is a tactical-class large-scale freezing spell. It draws mana from the earth…

◆ Lately, it feels like these mongrels have been getting strangely attached to me! Their appearances vary widely. Some have dog ears twitching, others have cat ears folding and flicking, some stand with rabbit ears straight up, while others have fox ears trembling slightly. Their kinds are diverse, yet they all share one thing in…

◆◆◆ The northern sky is leaden gray. The northern frontier of the Guynes Empire──the Duchy of Edelweiss is a land sealed by snow and ice for two-thirds of the year. Twenty days north by horse from the imperial capital, Guynesfried. Along the way, the forests give way to dark walls of coniferous trees, and one’s…

◆ That day, after finishing my usual morning training with Gaddem, I had Feri wipe away the sweat running down my body. Every morning, from just before sunrise until the sun fully rises, I devote that limited time to training. There is a saying that a sound mind resides in a sound body. Was it…

◆◆◆ The northern forest is dim. Evergreen broadleaf trees cover the sky, and a thin mist crawls along the ground all year round. Sunlight filters through the gaps in the canopy only in narrow beams, and despite it being midday, a gloom like twilight hangs over the entire forest. Azel and Lisette followed a narrow…

◆◆◆ Yggdrasil lies by the lakeside. Deep within the great forest, in a hollow surrounded on all sides by ancient trees, there is a single deep blue lake. Along its southern shore stands a walled city. Though calling it a wall is misleading. It is not made of stone, but of trees. The roots of…

◆◆◆ The Yggdra Principality is currently in the midst of reconstruction. The cause of it all was the incident involving the Undead King Fabian several months ago. An ancient undead sealed deep within the great forest seeped into the world in an incomplete form and unleashed an army of the dead across the forest. Even…

◆◆◆ Azel Sera Alphide fundamentally believes that human beings are light. Light. In other words, something good. Something that, when touched, returns warmth. This conviction is internalized to the marrow of his bones, and he has never doubted it. If asked why, he would probably scratch his head. It is not a conclusion he arrived…

◆◆◆ Once past the checkpoint at the western edge of the Guynes Empire, the scenery changed completely. The stone-paved roads and roadside trees characteristic of the Empire disappeared, replaced by a simple dirt path stretching west through rolling hills. Winter-withered pastureland filled the view, and beyond it, the ridgeline of the Orkenstein Mountains lay faintly…

◆◆◆ Carriage. Two days had passed since leaving the imperial capital, Guynesfried. Azel Sera Alphide pressed himself into the hard seat of the shared carriage and absentmindedly gazed at the winter-withered low hills stretching beyond the window. ──In the original history, most of the people traveling along this western road could hardly be called travelers.…

◆ The lecture ended. The bell rang, and the inferior beings all began to stir at once. Every time I see the mass of insects flowing through the cobblestone corridors like a marching battalion, I wonder why they are so noisy. To be honest, it is unpleasant. Would they fall silent if they died? Should…

◆◆◆ Three days passed after the reply was sent. The response from Zigitaris arrived with surprising speed….and, contrary to expectations, it was remarkably straightforward. It stated that she would gladly accept Graman’s presence. The meeting place was the 「Silver Wing Pavilion」 in the central district of the imperial capital. It was a high-class restaurant often…

◆◆◆ Helga Ira Aster picked up the letter once more and held it up to the morning light streaming through the window. The pale violet paper was something rarely seen even in the finest stationery shops of the imperial capital. It was a custom product made by blending petals of hydrangeas that grew only in…

◆◆◆ In the narrow space between night and morning. In other words, at an hour even earlier than dawn, Helga Ira Aster sat at her desk. A mountain of parchment was piled across the surface of the desk. Correspondence with the Imperial Capital Defense Force, reports on the maintenance costs of the city wall’s magical…

Chapter 140 ◆◆◆ People like to believe that history, by its nature, flows onward like a great river, vast and unceasing, or surges like a raging torrent toward a single, predetermined sea. Those who cling to fate are the worst of them, proclaiming that everything follows a divine script and soaking in a cheap sense…

◆ Azel Sera Alphide. He was a Returner, a man who had died once, rewound time, and gained life again. To him, this world felt both familiar and unknown, recognizable yet decisively alien. It was like returning to a house he once lived in, only to find the scratches on the pillars shifted by a…

◆ The education of imperial nobles’ children is, in the end, nothing more than a ritual that simultaneously demands the castration of the spirit and the refinement of the instinct for survival. A person is born alone and dies alone. They wrap this self evident truth in glittering garments and hollow etiquette, disguising it as…

◆ Darkness stagnates. It is not merely the absence of light. More than a physical dimness that steals sight, it is something more fundamental, a sticky fissure running through the world itself. The darkness is heavy and damp, like the bottom of a swamp where rotten water pools, or the air of an underground ossuary…

◆ When we descended to the ground, Feri was there, wrapped in a membrane of light. It was the protective barrier I had deployed just before throwing her away. Despite the tremendous heat and impact that had raged around her, not a single scorch mark marred her clothes. Feri had been crouched inside the barrier…