The Holy Kingdom of Mirkandis, Aurora City.
As the only large human nation on the World Tree Continent founded on religion, the Holy Kingdom of Mirkandis has always prided itself as the messenger of the gods, spreading the belief to surrounding countries that it is the true leader of the World Tree Continent.
Although only a small fraction of people actually listen to this claim, the Holy Kingdom of Mirkandis remains enthusiastic, viewing it as a trial in the process of spreading their faith, a test bestowed by the gods.
This alone is enough to prove the fanatical devotion the Holy Kingdom of Mirkandis has towards its deity.
Aurora City, as an important city in the southwest of the Holy Kingdom of Mirkandis, is filled with a strong religious atmosphere—at least eighty percent of the population follows the state religion, ‘Yunaism.’ It is said that ‘Yuna’ was the first word spoken by the Goddess of Life when she led her followers to the World Tree Continent, meaning ‘New World.’
In Aurora City, symbols of Yunaism can be seen everywhere.
Statues, church emblems, believers walking the streets, and missionaries gathered in the squares.
Anything that violates the teachings of Yunaism is unlikely to appear in the city, and all residents could potentially be the eyes and ears of Yunaism.
Of course, there are some hidden forces lurking in the shadows, capable of slipping past the watchful eyes of Yunaism.
Just before dawn.
The sun has not yet risen, but the sky has begun to lighten from pitch black to a faint white.
Birds chirp outside, and some early risers have already started their morning routines.
For the people living in this city, this is the most relaxed time of day; those who worked through the night are drowsy, and those just waking up are still groggy.
“Ugh…” A barely audible whimper escaped her lips as Fia’s consciousness gradually returned to her body.
Almost instinctively, she furrowed her delicate brows, thinking about today’s tasks—a habit she had developed over the years, confirming what she needed to do each day every morning.
Even though no one used to pay much attention to her, she still had to recall the day’s tasks, a habit she couldn’t quite understand.
But since she couldn’t remember her past self, Fia didn’t dwell on it, simply continuing her old habits.
She remembered she was talking to Anastasia earlier, and then…
Huh? It was as if someone had slapped her, and Fia’s muddled brain suddenly cleared, her heart racing.
It was so embarrassing.
She had actually cried in Anastasia’s arms! It was the kind of embarrassing behavior that made her want to crawl into a hole, no, even crawling into a hole wasn’t enough—she should just run away overnight—wait, she had finally gained recognition, and although it was a bit sneaky, running away would mean all her efforts were in vain.
But… how could she face Anastasia now?
Fia lamented internally.
She was certain that the moment she saw Anastasia, she would feel completely uncomfortable, with a flushed face and a racing heart.
If she were a normal fourteen-year-old girl, it might be fine, but as someone with a mental age of at least… wait, how old was she again? Never mind, she was definitely older than Anastasia.
As someone so mature, she had cried like a child in the arms of a girl younger than herself.
If word got out, people would laugh their heads off.
For a moment, Fia had the urge to cover her head with a pillow and roll around on the bed to vent her embarrassment—if possible, she wanted to make some strange noises to relieve the awkwardness.
Just like the night she confessed successfully, tossing and turning in bed, unable to sleep.
After a minute passed, and she had vented enough on the bed, a breathless Fia finally stopped her meaningless groaning and sprang up from the bed with a forceful push of her waist.
“Alright, let’s put the embarrassing stuff aside for now.
There’s something more important waiting for me.”
She slapped her face hard and took a deep breath.
After crying her heart out last night, Anastasia had arranged for her to sleep in the bedroom, instructing her to leave everything to her.
However, she couldn’t just let go and leave everything to Anastasia.
Anastasia’s words were meant for the timid self from last night, but now she had gained recognition.
As the true elven princess, she naturally had to do what an elven princess should do.
Fia glanced out the window; it was still not quite dawn, and there was some time before daybreak.
According to Anastasia’s plan, at dawn, she would lead a team to escort her out of the city through a tunnel, then bypass the city and head straight for the Elven Kingdom in the northeast.
Additionally, Anastasia would leave behind a team of less than ten but highly skilled elves to establish a base in Aurora City and gather intelligence.
Before she arrived in Aurora City, Anastasia had been slowly gathering war-related information using resources provided by slave traders.
The reason she saw those elven guards in different outfits yesterday was because they needed to play different roles to gather intelligence.
Although their actions hadn’t uncovered information related to the elven princess, or herself, they still made significant progress.
They discovered that a member of the elven royal family was imprisoned in Aurora City.
However, they had no information on which royal member it was or how they were being held, requiring further investigation.
Even though this royal member’s status couldn’t be more important than the elven princess—Fia had already been established as the heir, and barring any surprises, she was the next king of the Elven Kingdom.
It could be said that apart from the king, the elven princess held the highest status in the Elven Kingdom, even higher than the queen.
But royal members were still extremely important, and the opportunity to rescue them was right in front of them; the guards couldn’t give up.
Their existence was to obey the royal family and protect their safety.
Slipping on her shoes, Fia began to dress.
At this time, Anastasia should soon come to call her, and she should be ready to set off.
However, when Fia stood in front of the copper mirror in the room, she was momentarily stunned.
In the mirror, the slender and delicate body of the elven princess was displayed before Fia, completely bare.
From the snow-white, smooth skin of her neck to her collarbone, the naturally cascading black hair down to her waist, the slender waist that could be held with one hand, the still immature but already beautifully shaped legs, and the budding chest that was hard to look away from.
It wasn’t impressive now, but the elven princess was quite young, only about 1.4 meters tall, with great potential for growth.
Fia had no doubt that if she grew a bit more, she would become a very beautiful woman.
In fact, even now, her appearance was already pitifully charming, capable of attracting countless people’s affection.
“No, no.
Now’s not the time to be staring.”
Her cheeks slightly flushed, Fia stiffly turned her neck.
Although it was her own body, she had only had this body for less than a week, so seeing it didn’t feel as mundane as usual, but rather like looking at another woman’s body.
Suddenly catching a glimpse of such an alluring and sinful scene was too challenging.
And there was a sense of guilt.
Peeking at an underage girl changing clothes should definitely land someone in space jail.
“Anastasia didn’t even help me put on my underwear…” Trying to control herself from looking at the mirror, Fia scanned the elegantly decorated room and quickly found her target.
The dress, stockings, and even the underwear were all neatly hung on the clothes rack.
For a moment, Fia felt like she had accidentally walked into a women’s lingerie section while shopping for clothes.
The underwear was a cute pink, while the stockings were white, matching the elven princess’s black hair and black dress.
If it were before, she would have praised such a perfect combination, but now, she wasn’t so pleased.
“This, this is also part of becoming the elven princess…” Fia swallowed hard.
She was indeed prepared to work hard to become the elven princess and had resolved to face difficulties bravely, but she hadn’t expected the first challenge after becoming the elven princess to be so difficult.
Even just putting on a piece of clothing had extraordinary significance.
Not to mention it was a challenge to her dignity (putting it on meant acknowledging her identity as a little girl), just wearing it outside brought a strong sense of shame.
“This guy is actually wearing women’s clothes,” although it was now the body of the elven princess, and no one would say that, Fia couldn’t help but imagine it.
“Ugh.
As the elven princess, I can’t run away at a time like this.
I have to muster up the courage, Fia!” It was worse to be known for not wearing underwear than for wearing it.
Comforting herself like this, with great difficulty, Fia tremblingly reached for the clothes rack.
The young elven princess still had many lessons waiting for her to learn.
