Lord: Starting with Contract Half-Elf Twins

"Sorina, you've been so busy lately, I've been doing all the cooking."

"Yes, it will be a long time before the gnolls can move there, and the hunting grounds in the northern mountains have only just been completed..."

Solina ate the meat in big mouthfuls.

Whether it was due to the influence of the red dragon bloodline or not, her appetite had also increased considerably, although not as exaggerated as Allen's.

"Do you know how much a few hundred gnolls can eat?"

"The food we stored before was like a small mountain, but they'll soon eat it all up!"

"I must get them settled in the hunting grounds that Allen has designated as soon as possible, and let them start hunting."

"So... we'll need to store even more food for winter..."

Solina finished her meal quickly, said goodbye to Viola, and disappeared like a gust of wind.

Viola pouted.

She fully understood that the stronger Solina was, the stronger her desire for control would be.

Now that Allen has given her so many things to do, she is naturally very busy.

Viola ate a couple of bites of food, washed the dishes, and then summoned a kobold.

The kobolds had dug caves near the stone fortress, so Flintclaws had assigned several kobolds to the area to handle miscellaneous tasks for the fortress.

Viola gave it a food box, and the kobold carefully crawled back into its cave and went down the cliff.

"Allen has been busy building the harbor these days. He spends his days on the beach with the treants and his nights overseeing the kobolds' construction. He doesn't even come home for meals..."

"Busy, busy... everyone's busy."

Viola, looking somewhat unhappy, strolled down the cliff.

Her task was easy: to go down the mountain every day to play with the little wood spirits until they completely trusted Viola and followed her to see the old tree.

The little wood sprites are very weak, very cute, and very innocent fairies.

She had a lot of fun during this time, playing hide-and-seek and weaving flower baskets every day.

Recently, Viola even learned how to collect nectar from them.

Although she didn't have hands that were delicate enough to reach into the flower's heart, the elven magic book contained some similar spells that could help her.

"Once the mead is brewed, I'll take it to Solina and Allen to try."

With that thought in mind, Viola quickened her pace and soon arrived at the woodland where the little wood sprites were hiding.

"Whoosh~ Click click~ Here I come!"

Viola called out the names of the two little wood sprites who were closest to her.

Every day, they bring Viola a surprise.

A new wreath, or a prank.

But today, after Viola called out, the little wood sprites have yet to appear.

"Did they go to play in the mountain spring...?"

Viola searched the woods but couldn't find a single wood sprite.

The little wood sprites are incredibly good at hiding. Even though Viola is very familiar with them, she can't tell whether they're hiding or not at home.

Suddenly, she felt a strong wind blowing over her head, messing up her hair.

Looking up, the sky was clear and there was nothing there, as if it really had just been a strong gust of wind.

Viola shook her head and walked towards the mountain spring in the forest.

Soon, she found nothing at the mountain spring either.

Did all the little wood spirits move away?

Just like that, you abandoned her?

Viola felt somewhat disappointed.

Throughout all her life, no matter how difficult or dangerous things were, she always had her older sister to protect her, and later she had Allen.

She easily won over the old tree elder, and the tree people joined the stone fortress as well.

Viola had never experienced being abandoned before.

She felt she had a really good time playing with the little wood spirits, so why did they leave without saying goodbye?

Viola thought for a long time and remembered the stories and legends her mother had told her.

Legend has it that because the little fairies are so small, they can only have one emotion at a time. If they want to move, perhaps out of interest, they will move immediately.

So, does that mean they'll immediately come back when they think of themselves...?

Just then, an unfamiliar voice suddenly sounded behind Viola.

"Hello, beautiful elf girl, do you live here?"

Viola turned around and saw a boy, even smaller than Allen, suddenly appear in the woods.

He wore a silver-gray robe, had silver eyes, and beautiful shoulder-length frosty silver hair, making him look exquisite and adorable.

"Who are you……"

"My full name is quite long, you can call me Lyrael."

Viola looked the boy up and down.

Although his appearance was quite abrupt, Viola did not feel any sense of crisis.

Just like the first time I encountered the tree people, the first time I encountered the little wood spirits.

The life force within her didn't sense any threat; on the contrary, it felt somewhat close to her.

Based on this instinct, she was able to confirm that the boy was probably not a bad person.

"Viola".

"Hello, Viola."

The boy showed no aversion to Viola, and his expression remained unchanged.

His elegant manners and polite speech seemed to be purely instinctive, completely unrelated to his intentions.

Moreover, his attention was not on the elven girl at all.

To be precise, he came here following a particular smell.

Now, the girl has a faint scent on her body.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Viola. May I ask you something?"

……

Lyrael was born into a noble family, her parents were very powerful, and her siblings were very harmonious.

But Lerael always felt out of place with his happy family.

He pursued the opportunity to become stronger, and the ambition to make his true name resound throughout the star realm.

Therefore, he often left the polar glaciers and traveled to the lands of mortals.

Generally speaking, this is a pastime that their family members enjoy after they reach adulthood.

But he did it not for amusement, but to eliminate evil.

He will use the blood of evil to hone himself.

Several months ago, he smelled a faint scent of evil blood.

That's the smell of a sworn enemy.

He chased after his prey across the wilderness, encountering all sorts of monsters and various other events.

So he kept solving problems, fighting, and then returning to his original pursuit route.

Finally, following the winding and erratic route, he reached the bay.

Here, he discovered that many monsters were gathering in large groups.

Disgusting, inferior, and base.

But these monsters are not worthy to be his stepping stones, and he has no intention of trampling on ants.

Although Lyriel was only a teenager and not yet able to fight against hordes of monsters.

But he insisted that only one-on-one combat was the path to becoming stronger.

As luck would have it, Lyriel discovered a girl with elven blood here.

The pure life magic emanating from her also gave him a refreshing experience.

He knew that the elves were originally good friends with them, but after the calamity of the demons, they retreated to the other side of the Sea of ​​Horrors and were rarely seen on the continent of Tyrese.

Therefore, Lyriel made the unprecedented choice to conceal his true form and communicate with the elven girl who had been stranded among the monsters.

He needed to know where the evil blood he had been chasing was hidden.