Reincarnated as a goblin, but her mother is a white-haired elf?

Family?

Ye Yan closed his eyes, and it seemed as if he had fallen into boundless darkness.

But in this darkness, his heart seemed to be lit by a bright lamp, and countless images flashed by like a revolving lantern.

He saw a lithe figure hunting in the dense forest, each arrow shot with perfect accuracy.

He saw a valiant knight, clad in armor and wielding a longsword, fighting against an evil dragon;

He also saw a dark goblin lair, with countless goblins moving about inside, and a human woman being imprisoned by them.

In addition, he saw a tranquil garden where a woman was carefully tending to the flowers, her face beaming with happiness and contentment.

The people in these pictures.

They all seemed busy, each with their own clear goals and pursuits.

So, what about him?

What is his goal?

What is it that he wants to do?

Ye Yan suddenly remembered what the old man had said:

The King's Responsibility.

desire.

What exactly does he want?

Is it power?

Is it wealth?

Or something else?

He couldn't explain it clearly, nor could he articulate it.

After being reborn into this world.

He was always driven by events, first protecting his mother from the clutches of goblins, and then searching for a way to survive.

Now that his mother is safe, he is lost and confused again.

Perhaps, this is not bad.

Ye Yan slowly opened her eyes and walked into the room.

What comes into view is a simple room.

The room contained only a bed, a table, and a few stools.

On that stool sat a woman and a beautiful elf.

The elf was stunningly beautiful, with long, snow-white hair cascading down to her waist like a waterfall; her skin was so fair and delicate that it seemed to be carved from crystal; and her large, ruby-like eyes were clear and sparkling like water.

She was looking at him with a smile that was as warm as the spring sunshine.

"Ah! It's Yan'er!"

Victoria saw Ye Yan and said something to the woman beside her.

Afterwards, Hongyan turned around, greeted Ye Yan, and left the room.

"I checked that guy, there's nothing wrong with him."

Ye Yan truthfully reported Mu Qiu's physical condition.

He couldn't understand why his mother wanted him to get that guy's health checked.

Victoria didn't understand either, but was greatly shocked.

"You, you should leave me alone."

Victoria, rubbing her head in exasperation, sorted out Ye Yan's words and said:

"You took off that little girl's clothes?"

"Um"

Ye Yan nodded honestly.

"She resisted, and you even dislocated her arm?"

"Um"

Ye Yan nodded honestly, then, noticing his mother's unusual expression, asked in confusion:

"Is there a problem?"

"There is a big problem."

"What's the problem?"

"Why did you have to take off that young girl's clothes?"

Although Victoria knew that her children lacked common sense, ...

"How can I examine you without taking your clothes off?"

Ye Yan asked with a simple and puzzled expression.

"Forehead"

Victoria was momentarily speechless.

Was it her fault?

She asked Ye Yan to check if the girl was alright.

However, her original intention was to let Ye Yan get to know the girl.

After all, something must have happened to that girl.

"What's wrong, Mom?"

Ye Yan's voice carried a hint of confusion and bewilderment.

His eyes were fixed on Victoria, trying to read something from her expression.

Victoria paused for a moment, then gently shook her head, a tender smile playing on her lips.

"No, it's nothing."

She took a deep breath, gently placed her hands on Ye Yan's shoulders, and her eyes were filled with caution and seriousness.

"Yan'er, looking at the naked body of the opposite sex is a bad thing to do."

At this point, Victoria paused, unsure how to begin, but then she remembered her mother's words and her eyes lit up.

"It will cause styes"

"A sty?"

Her words puzzled Ye Yan, but he still nodded obediently.

Although he didn't fully understand what his mother meant.

In his world, besides studying, he also carried out dangerous missions.

He never had much time to think about these trivial matters.

Looking at Ye Yan's obedient appearance, Victoria's worries eased a little.

She knew that her child was too young and didn't understand many things about the world.

But she also knew that she had to start now to supplement Ye Yan with these essential common sense facts.

She didn't want her child to be harassed by a woman with ill intentions simply because he glanced at another man's naked body.

Victoria reached out and gently placed Ye Yan's head on her lap.

"Okay, good girl."

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Her fingers gently stroked Ye Yan's hair, her face full of doting and tenderness.

Ye Yan closed her eyes, enjoying this rare and heartwarming moment.

She began to tell Ye Yan about various magic and spells, and those complex and obscure runes and spells became vivid and interesting in her mouth.

Time passed slowly, and the conversation between the two elves sounded especially warm and harmonious in the quiet morning.

Suddenly, Ye Yan raised his head sharply, his eyes fixed on Victoria's face.

Through the crack between those two turbulent mountain peaks, he caught a glimpse of that peerless beauty.

"mom?"

Victoria gently raised her head, her eyes filled with doubt and concern.

"What's wrong?"

She gently stroked Ye Yan's hair, waiting for his words.

"What am I supposed to do?"

Ye Yan's voice echoed in the empty room, sounding somewhat lost.

Victoria did not answer immediately; her deep ruby ​​eyes gazed silently at Ye Yan.

"Is there anyone I need to kill?"

"Or a task or something like that."

It's been a week since he came back, and he's been staying here doing nothing.

Something feels off.

However, Victoria did not answer him, but sighed softly.

Her voice was soft and deep, as if it came from a distant place:

"Yan'er, is there anything I need to do?"

"Protect Mom!"

Ye Yan answered without hesitation.

"and then?"

"Then?"

This time, he hesitated.

What?

King Cheng?

No, that's not his goal, just the process.

What is his purpose?

Ye Yan didn't know when he started thinking about this question.

His life has always been passive.

It was a series of training sessions. A series of assassination missions.

There is progress and goals.

But after arriving here, everything was gone.

Gone, the person who always gave me orders.

Gone are the people who were urging him to train.

That's it; he was specifically tasked with killing that person.

"I...I don't know."

A rare look of disappointment appeared on Ye Yan's face.

"What I want is a home."

Victoria shifted her gaze from Ye Yan to the ceiling and began to speak to herself.

"When I was little, I was content as long as my mother was around." (End of Chapter)