Elves, also known as fairies, are a non-human race that dwell in the eastern forests of the Tain Continent.
They are hailed as the most beautiful and enchanting race on the continent.
They are one of the longest-living races on the continent, and also one of the oldest.
Their origins can be traced back to the era of the Old Continent, even before the First Abyssal Invasion and the Great Racial Migration.
Many ancient texts long lost to time can still be found in the libraries of the elves.
As one of the ancient races that have survived to this day, elves naturally take pride in their bloodline and the long-standing civilization they’ve preserved.
But the reality is rather tragic.
Elves have created many beautiful and elegant cultural achievements, and they are undoubtedly the most attractive race on the Tain Continent.
They are like works of art crafted by the Creator—gorgeous, yet fragile.
With eternally youthful beauty, incredibly long lifespans, and magic-infused bloodlines, it’s as if the heavens gave them every blessing imaginable—only to also burden them with equally severe flaws.
Elves are not suited for war.
Not because their bloodline lacks combat ability, but because they can’t afford the cost of war.
A population loss from a single battle might take humans fifty years or less to recover from.
But for elves, with their abysmally low birth rate, it could take hundreds or even thousands of years to bounce back—if they ever do.
Sometimes, even without war, their population continues to decline.
Thus, while elves are good at fighting, they fear it.
Replacing the lives lost in battle is an almost impossible task for them.
Their inability to reproduce has pushed their race to the brink of extinction.
Out of fear of war, they chose to avoid it at all costs, believing that tolerance could resolve conflict.
By the time they realized how wrong they were, it was already too late.
Isolated and powerless, they lost all leverage for peace talks.
It wasn’t until the Yating Empire conquered the Tain Continent and brought them into the Yating cultural sphere, treating them as vassals and offering protection, that the elves finally gained a stable and peaceful life.
The elves are grateful for the Yating Emperor’s generosity.
Even today, many statues and churches of Sera still remain within the Elven Kingdom.
Now that the Yating Empire has fallen, the Elven Kingdom, without its protector, has once again become a land ravaged by war.
This was what Mo Li remembered from his past life about the Elven Kingdom.
And as the last remaining royal bloodline of the Elven Kingdom, Aurora was undoubtedly destined to become the future Elven Queen.
Mo Li didn’t know much about Aurora.
He only knew that this elven princess was naturally cold and aloof—no one had ever seen her show any emotion.
But that was all hearsay.
In his previous life, Mo Li had never seen the real Aurora, nor did he know how Emilia and Aurora—two noble princesses—went from strangers to lovers and eventually decided to become a couple.
Still, as Emilia’s original fiancé, Mo Li really hadn’t expected Aurora to show up this early.
Did these two already know each other back at Lanyin Academy? So they were classmates… and bedmates? And they already hit a home run in just a few years? Isn’t that a bit too fast?
Mo Li shook his head, trying to get rid of all the messy gossip swirling in his mind.
Whatever.
Let them do their thing.
Whether they’re dating or figuring out who’s top or bottom, what’s it got to do with him?
He just needed to stay far away from the two of them.
No need to get caught in the crossfire for no reason.
When it came to these two stunningly beautiful princesses, Mo Li didn’t dare entertain even the slightest thought.
Hell no, that’s a death wish.
You know what happens to those side characters in novels who try to steal the heroine from the protagonist? They don’t even get a proper burial!
In any trio, one of them is bound to be the tool.
Whether the lead of this drama is the domineering CEO Emilia or the underdog-turned-queen Aurora, anyone who dares to break up their coupledom is asking for it.
Even the bystanders might get randomly beaten up.
Alright, I give up.
These two are not to be messed with.
I’ll just stay out of their way and let them do their thing.
“Alright, you guys get to know each other a bit,” Xing Luo said after finishing her explanation.
She stretched like a battery running low, clearly in need of recharging.
“I’m a little tired.
You guys go ahead and chat.
The first round of the assessment will be in three days.
We’re leaving early tomorrow morning, so we need to… prepare in advance…”
“Thud.”
Before she could finish, the red-haired dragon girl collapsed onto the bed, her breathing soon becoming slow and steady.
She just woke up, and now she’s asleep again??
How many times is she going to nap on the way to the assessment site? Are we gonna need someone to carry her like a white dragon horse??
Once Xing Luo fell asleep, the atmosphere turned awkward again.
Mo Li glanced at Emilia and Aurora, then quietly walked away, planning to give the future couple some space to bond.
But things didn’t go as he hoped.
As soon as he sat in the corner of the room, Emilia followed him, pulled up a chair, and sat right next to him.
Out of Aurora’s line of sight, she had a teasing smile on her face and even crossed her legs in a totally un-princess-like way.
Wait, why are you hanging out with me, a guy?? Go be with your Aurora!
“Um, Your Highness…”
“What did you just call me?”
“…Emilia, shouldn’t you be busy with something?”
“Busy? I’m not busy at all.” Emilia crossed her arms.
“Aren’t the nobles at the banquet still waiting for you to return?”
“The banquet’s over.
If I go looking for someone now, it’s not a banquet—it’s a private meeting.”
“You’re a princess with a million responsibilities.
Surely there’s something you need to take care of?”
“True, but we’re not in Saint Roland City right now.
Even if I wanted to be busy, there’s nothing to do.”
Oh come on, so you’re here to mess with me now?
“Look, the new student seems to be having trouble fitting in.
Shouldn’t you go talk to her?” Mo Li tried to redirect Emilia’s attention to Aurora, speaking in a low voice while glancing at the elf girl who was deliberately keeping her distance from everyone.
“Mr. Mo Li seems very interested in her,” Emilia said with a sweet smile, a hint of mischief in her tone.
“I think you’re the one who wants to have a ‘nice long talk’ with her, hmm?”
No way, no way, I wouldn’t dare touch your girl.
“No, no, I’m not interested in her at all…” Mo Li quickly clarified, terrified that Emilia might think he was trying to steal her girlfriend and come at him with a knife one day.
“Then who are you interested in?” Emilia grinned playfully.
“I… Your Highness, please don’t tease me.
I’m not interested in anyone.
I only care about my own business.”
“Pfft…”
Seeing Mo Li squirm under her teasing, Emilia’s mood instantly brightened.
Looks like she just found herself a fun new toy.
