The main forces of the Deep Shadow Family are in Silvermoon City. If Sarlayan hadn't been so troublesome, Julian wouldn't have taken him to the south of the vast and sparsely populated forest to settle.
Under Valeela's guidance, Sarlayan came to the door of the Deep Shadow family's mansion after a long absence. A large number of male and female servants stood in front of the door in two rows, patiently waiting for his return.
Valeera is Julian's personal disciple. The leader of the Backlight Blade, Villes, has personally taught her, and she has become very familiar with the Deep Shadow family.
When the two people, who were accustomed to arguing, came to the door of Shen Ying's mansion in the aristocratic area of Silver Moon City, the waiters in front of the door bent down and bowed to the two people in unison.
"Miss Valeera, Master Sarlayan, welcome back."
Sarlayan himself was not surprised by this scene.
No matter how outsiders slandered his half-elf ancestry, no one in the family had ever discriminated against him because of it. The head of the family, Villes, even wiped the butt of this nephew who was causing trouble all day long many times.
This situation continued until... Sarlayan provoked a troublesome character that the Deep Shadow family did not dare to confront head-on.
The Deep Shadow family, like most high elf families, is not prosperous. Although Julian's line is a side branch, it still lives with the direct line.
It is said that this decision was made by Villeless's father, who thought it would be more lively.
"Wow~"
The barrage showed unabashed envy and hatred towards the luxurious and corrupt scene in front of them.
"The evil feudal society... I also want to be surrounded by so many maids and ladies!"
"Lemon fruit on the lemon tree~You and me under the lemon tree~"
"Fuck, the modified version of Lemon started singing, and Master Ba was furious."
"I'm so angry. Is the manservant ignored like this? I want a handsome elf brother!"
Sarlayan has learned to ignore the meaningless barrages and nods to the servants very naturally.
"Everyone, long time no see."
Standing on guard was a handsome red-haired man who looked very stable and was wearing a butler's uniform. When the barrage saw this man, a new round of riots started.
"The young master is still so healthy. I can finally rest assured that he didn't suffer any injustice while living in the manor, right?"
"Pfft~"
Valeera couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle: "Eric, do you think Sarlayan is the kind of person who can endure grievances?"
The butler known as Eric shook his head and laughed: "That's right, I made a mistake... Master Sarlayan, please come with me. Your room has been cleaned and remains as it was before."
Sarlayan smiled and thanked Eric: "Thank you for your hard work, don't hang around here, let's go in together."
Including Eric and Valeera, everyone present showed surprised expressions.
'Sure enough, I read it right.'
Valeera touched her smooth chin thoughtfully: 'This guy must have encountered something during this time, he has changed so much.'
In the past, because Sarlayan was often discriminated against by his friends outside, he always felt bitter and resentful every time he came home. Even the kindness of his family could not heal the trauma in his heart.
This was the first time that Eric and others were treated so calmly by Sarlayan. The old butler, who had watched Sarlayan grow up, was filled with emotion and felt relieved at the same time.
"Young Master has grown up..."
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Perhaps because the life cycle is too long and is "balanced" by the laws of nature, the fertility of high elves is extremely low.
Some unlucky families may even be in the embarrassing situation of being unable to produce offspring for thousands of years.
It’s not that the couple doesn’t work hard, they just can’t conceive.
The contemporary head of the Deep Shadow family, Villeless, is a well-known workaholic. He often travels around for the Sun King's secret orders and spends less time with his wife at home.
Villes is more than 1,500 years old, but he still has no heirs.
Sarlayan is the only new generation in the direct line and branch of the Deep Shadow family. He has been loved by the elders in the family since he was a child.
Not many people know the true life story of Sarlayan. Apart from the core members of the family such as the Villes couple, there are only Sun King Anastria and a few staff directly under the royal family.
Most high elves believed that the other half of Sarlayan's bloodline was inherited from short-lived humans, and believed that his lifespan would be much shorter than that of ordinary high elves.
However, it is not.
Sharlayan, who has the blood of the dragon, is theoretically immortal. As long as he does not suffer unnatural death, he can even live until the day Azeroth is destroyed, far longer than the high elves.
"Ah~ my little Sarlayan, you are finally back!"
When Sharlayan and Valeera entered the hall of Deep Shadow Mansion, a beautiful high elf woman wearing a loose dress and elegant temperament was already waiting here.
"Uh~"
Looking at this noble and beautiful woman with her arms open and a somewhat excited expression, the corners of Sarlayan's mouth twitched slightly, recalling the fear of being dominated by two slimes when he was a child.
Sure enough, the beautiful woman didn't notice Sarlayan's change of expression at all, and rushed towards him with a warm hug.
Fortunately, in the years since he left Silvermoon City, Sarlayan has grown up and his height is no longer what it used to be, and he no longer has to face the dilemma of being suffocated to the point of difficulty breathing.
"Aunt Alyssa, long time no see."
The beautiful woman whom Sarlayan called Alyssa showed an unhappy look on her face: "Why did you forget again? Call me sister Alyssa!"
"this……"
Helplessly glaring at Valeera who was hiding and snickering beside her, Sarlayan could only surrender and change his words under the other party's insistence.
"Okay, sister Alyssa, I'm back."
"Hmm~"
The high elves have been in their prime for a long time, and there is absolutely no trace of the erosion of time on Alyssa's face, which is as radiant as the last time we parted.
Valeera noticed something, and when she hugged Sarlayan, Alyssa's eyes flashed with envy unconsciously.
This noble lady really wanted to have a child of her own, but she had been unable to do so due to various reasons. She could only devote her maternal love to her nephew, Sarlayan.
After finally getting rid of his overly enthusiastic aunt, Sarlayan led Valeela back to her room.
As Eric said, the layout of the room has not changed since the last time he moved out. There is not a speck of dust in the room, so it has obviously been taken care of for a long time.
"Okay, can you tell me now?"
Valeela sat on the edge of the bed in the room without anyone noticing, swinging her straight and slender legs happily.
Sarlayan had no choice but to pull out a chair from under the desk and sit down.
"Before that, please promise me something."
"Oh?" Valeera raised her eyebrows in surprise: "The sun rises from the west, and you actually learned how to bargain."
"Okay, you say, as long as it's not too much, I can agree to it."
Sarlayan: "I hope you can keep the information you hear next strictly confidential and not tell it to any unsuspecting outsiders."
Feeling Sarlayan's solemn attitude, Valeela's expression became serious.
"Okay, in the name of Valeera Sangunal, I swear not to leak the news I'm about to hear to anyone."
Sarlayan nodded and turned to look at the blue sky through the window that had not yet been opened.
"Aren't you always curious about who my other half of blood comes from? I just got part of the answer from my father's family letter not long ago."
"My mother is a giant dragon."
Valeera, who was originally full of expectations, seemed to have suddenly lost her brain. She was stunned for several seconds before tilting her head with a dull expression.