In Terra, she is a hunter and a bad woman.

Aifanil lowered his brows, an incomprehensible look on his face.

He doesn't understand...

He really doesn't understand...

Why can mother... be so tolerant and accepting of that person?

"Are you curious?"

Should I say she's worthy of being a mother? Lamaren immediately sensed her turmoil and, after a moment's silence, she softly chuckled.

"You do not know your father well enough, my little Elfaniel, you do not understand her."

"..."

Aifanil lowered his head, clenched his fists slightly, and then reluctantly released them.

He really didn't understand... He didn't understand why Maria looked so stunned at that moment, as if she had just learned of his existence...

Growing up, he was proud that his father was a hero of the Sarkaz. Although he had grown up a little and reached his rebellious stage, he had some dissatisfaction with this father whom he had only heard of in legends, but in essence, he was just a child who longed to communicate with the other party.

only……

He really couldn't accept Maria's daze at that time.

It was as if, before that day, the other party had never known of his existence!

Then what is the meaning of my own existence?

An accident?

When he thought of this, even Aifanil, who had always been good-tempered, couldn't help but feel angry.

Meanwhile, Ramalen held up the teacup helplessly.

"Sometimes it's really strange...I was the one who raised you, but your personality is really similar to hers in many ways. You always like to keep things to yourself."

"..."

"She has her own things to do."

Lamaren slowly stood up, walked to the tea table, looked at the sky in the distance, and lowered her eyes slightly.

"We are still far from being able to help her right now. If that's the case, then this wait is inevitable and helpless."

"...Even if she has another child outside?"

Aifanil couldn't help but blurt out the unresolved issue.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, he felt a little regretful.

Because he had already seen his mother's body pause slightly.

'not good……'

Aifanil felt something was wrong and was about to run away.

Meanwhile, Ramalen on the side had already turned her head with a smile.

"Don't slander your father like this."

She smiled, but there was no smile on her face.

This made Aifanil realize that something was wrong, and he stood up and wanted to evacuate.

But Lamaren suddenly grabbed his clothes.

"Mother……"

Aifanil's expression was subtle.

But Ramalen looked at Aifanil's clothes in surprise, as if she had just discovered it.

"Why aren't you wearing the banshees' clothes?"

"I'm all grown up... Mother."

Hearing Ramalen's words, Aifanil's face twitched, and he realized that something had happened.

The so-called banshees' clothes are actually women's clothes!

After all, there are not many males in the Banshee race, so they have never considered designing clothes specifically for men... Everyone basically assumes that the design is based on the female body.

The so-called male banshee costume is actually just a simple flat-chested banshee.

Aifanil didn't know this before, and simply thought that everyone was like this. It was not until he officially left the Banshees and joined Rhodes Island that he realized that clothes were also divided into men's and women's.

Seeing Lamaren's actions, he had realized something, but the shame he had cultivated made him unwilling to continue wearing such clothes...

Improve it at least, right?!

"This has nothing to do with growing up... When you left the Banshee, you were still so little, but your Aunt Mila had already prepared adult clothes for you... Do you know how sad she was when you left?"

Ramalen said this deliberately, waving her hand.

The banshees who were listening to the conversation on the side also took out a set of clothes as if they had been prepared.

Then Lamaren handed it to Alphanil.

"It's a little late now, but... why don't you put it on? Just think of it as a belated coming-of-age present?"

Ramalen squinted her eyes and smiled.

But this look made Aifanil's face twitch.

Especially the Rhodes Island members standing nearby, they looked at this side with curiosity, and the occasional whispers made him feel a little embarrassed.

He also thought about running away.

But obviously, even though he was a genius master of Originium skills who was praised as surpassing Ramalen, he was no match for the other party.

If he really wanted to escape, a fight would inevitably break out... and he didn't want to let things get to that point.

Looking at his mother's expectant eyes and the curious gazes of the banshee aunts and sisters beside him, Aifanil's face was conflicted for a long time before he forced himself to accept the clothes.

"I'll try it on later... Mother..."

He spoke, his tone somewhat weak.

But Lamaren obviously would not let her child go just like that.

"It's too long now, why not go through it now?"

"..."

“I’m actually quite looking forward to it.”

"..."

Aifanil was completely helpless.

He had already begun to think about running away.

But considering his mother's character, even if he ran away, she would definitely not let him go when the time came.

He also lowered his head as if accepting his fate.

Turn around and leave with the clothes.

A few minutes later...

"No...brother..."

The Rhodes Island members were stunned as if they had seen a ghost, looking at Rhodes Island dressed in banshee costumes.

The banshees on the side all laughed happily.

At this time, Aifanil had completely changed into the costumes of the banshees.

only……

"Is it... men's clothing?"

Aifanil looked at the stiff clothes on his body with a look of surprise on his face.

He originally thought that his mother had brought him women's clothing... He was already preparing to change into it with the intention of making his mother happy.

But when he actually returned to his room and started changing, he discovered that the clothes woven by the banshees were no longer women's clothes... Instead, they seemed to be tailor-made for him, with the characteristically straight clothes of the banshees...

this? !

"Of course it's men's clothing."

Lamaren narrowed her eyes and smiled at her child.

"What? You still want to wear women's clothes? This is not allowed... You're already grown up, and you're still like this?"

Lamaren teased, and her relaxed tone made Aifanil blush for a moment.

But after a moment, he looked at his clothes, pursed his lips, and bowed slightly to the woman in front of him.

"Thank you, Mother..."

"As long as you like it."

Ramalen smiled and looked at the clothes on Aifanil.

In addition to the decorations that banshees like to use, this dress actually has another basic template.

"Speaking of which..."

Lamaren turned around and looked at the boy in front of her with some curiosity.

"You should have received the envelope I sent you earlier, right?"

"Ah."

"Then you should have seen your last name?"

"……Um."

Aifanil was silent for a few moments and nodded slightly.

"Cain He..."

"Shh..."

Ramalen did not let her child say the full name, but reached out her hand to cover the boy's mouth, narrowed her eyes slightly, and smiled gently.

"That's enough...it's enough for you to know. Don't talk about this normally. Wait until you're in real danger before you say it."

In fact, Ramalen had never mentioned this surname to her child before, she simply told him that this thing existed.

Because she was worried that her child would call her out for various reasons when she was still young...

But at this time, Aifanil had already proved to herself that he was capable of standing on his own, and that was why she finally told him what his last name was.

However, even so, she would not let the other party shout it out easily.

"..."

Aifanil was confused by his mother's serious attitude and said in confusion, "It's just a surname..."

"Yes, but... this is also the only time she told me her full name."

Lamaren spoke slowly, a smile on her face.

"I don't know what this name means, but I know that it has a very special meaning to her. In fact, apart from that note, I have never seen her mention it at any time, let alone see her call herself that..."

"This word may have some special meaning to her."

"If you yell casually, she might get angry."

Ramalen spoke softly.

But the more Aifanil saw his mother like this, the more unwilling he felt.

Even at this point, his mother still thought about that person in every way.

But what about the other party?

How long has it been? She doesn't even come to see her mother!

My mother was looking forward to that person so tenderly...but that person seemed to have forgotten my existence.

This made him feel indignant.

In silence, he clenched his fists again.