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Past of the Dark Female Baron – Extra update from Alliance Hierarch, Asking for Monthly Votes!【1/15】_3 It was only then that she realized the foolish mistake she had made.
“If it had not been for my father’s constant help, she wouldn’t have survived the first year, succumbing to various forms of torture!”
Lady Adel had never spoken to anyone about her specific background, not even Miss Phemys knew, but tonight, in the presence of her trusting elders and her defenses shattered by her “elf brethren,” she finally laid bare the traumas of her past that she had always been reluctant to reveal.
Murphy didn’t ask nor interrupt.
He simply listened patiently.
He knew that all Adel needed now was soone to listen.
“My father was also a slave, his experience on the cursed land was the sa as my foolish mother’s, but he was a half-elf, a true half-elf.
My mother, his mother — my grandmother — was a female hunter from the Winter Wolf Legion who unfortunately fell into the hands of the Shadow Elves during the Fourth Black Disaster, resulting in my father’s birth after a debauched violation.”
My father was born in the arena, and three months after his birth, my grandmother died in a skirmish with the beasts in the dark territories.
My father was lucky.
He inherited human intelligence and elf agility, and thus was adopted by a Warrior captain from jewa family as a slave and lived as a slave until he beca a powerful warrior.
By the ti my mother was thrown into the coliseum, he was already the king of the warriors of the jewa family.
His fa had spread throughout the thirteen families of Shadow Elves in the Eternal Abyss, these detestable elves called him ‘Hydra’ to describe his exquisite martial arts skills.”
I don’t know why my father took my mother under his wing, perhaps driven by physical attraction, or perhaps love?
But the price was the cruel demand of the shadow elves that he had to take on the roles of two gladiators.”
My father agreed, which was not difficult for his aptitude and martial skills.
In this way, my mother survived for a full ten years under my father’s protection in the city of jewa.
She entered as a foolish 23-year-old adventurer, but a decade later, she was still a naive fool.”
I despise her folly!
Not only because she put herself in danger, but also because my father lost his life because of her.”
Unlike my father who got used to the Eternal Abyss and saw it as his ho, my mother was always trying to escape, building a secret group with my father’s prestige among slave gladiators.”
My father didn’t approve of her risk-taking, but my mother still stuck to her guns.
That cunning woman used my father’s love for her, manipulating him to serve her purpose.
One day, when the matron of the Ashnee family paid a visit, according to the custom of the shadow elves, a gladiator competition between the two families should be held to entertain the distinguished guest.”
My mother thought she had seized the opportunity.
She asked my father to create a disturbance in the coliseum, using the opening of the family’s fortress that day to lead the slaves out of the Eternal Abyss.”
But my father knew her plan would not work!
She underestimated the prediction of jewa family’s Weaver of Destiny about the future.
Possibly all of this was under the cruel control of the Elven matron, or perhaps it was just a cruel drama about freedom and escape that the matron of jewa dedicated to the matron of Ashnee.”
That’s what the shadow elves love to do, they cruelly instill the illusion of ‘freedom’ in their slaves, then rcilessly extinguish it, taking pleasure in observing the pain of their slaves’ ntal breakdown.”
Lady Adel’s voice sunk, hoarse and filled with grief.
Murphy knew this story was approaching a turning point.
He reached out and placed his hand on his progeny’s shoulder, whispering:
“But your mother succeeded, I guess, because your father made a surprising sacrifice?”
“I don’t know.”
Adel said softly:
“Nobody told about my father’s final fate, but as you said, the escape on that day went very smoothly.
My mother, who had given birth to just less than two months ago, led the reluctant slave gladiators out of the city of jewa.
But it was not a gift of destiny.
When my father said goodbye to her, he told her to wait for him at the entrance of the Eternal Abyss for three days.
If he didn’t appear, that ant he had returned to the Dim Sanctuary of Avalon in spirit.
My mother waited for seven days…
Neither did my father arrive, nor did the pursuers of the jewa family.
By then, she had realized the price she had paid for the freedom she gained.
The man who loved her most in this world had paid everything he could for her foolish thoughts.
She had nowhere to go.
She could only lead the slave gladiators back to the place of her birth.
I have no idea what happened during that journey, but my mother ultimately couldn’t make it past the Polluted Swamp, instead, she discovered a hidden valley in Wasteland Mountain that I’ve told you about before and led the gladiators who viewed her as a leader to survive there.”
They were all half-elves, disdained as ‘bastards’, not accepted by either race.
We could only huddle together for warmth.”
But when I was ten years old, a group of starving wolf people and trolls attacked our valley; my mother died in the fight.
By then, she had gone from a professional adventurer to a devout Avalon believer.”
I escaped in the chaos, and was escorted by Uncle Bella and Aunt Bernice, whom my mother trusted, to cross the Polluted Swamp.”
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