Chapter 577 Chapter 35 Silver Moon Elf
The young Count’s slender and exquisite figure was still apparent beneath a complex formal dress, with his not-so-broad shoulders draped in an outer garment. Count Sirius Gasolan’s light gold eyes were clean and clear, and his face bore a gentle smile as he gazed at the golden-haired girl in the gilded and art-decorated reception hall.
He was appraising her quite seriously.
“Eh…”
Although she was once male, she now considered herself a girl in both body and mind.
Being stared at by the opposite sex for such a long time, while she wouldn’t feel shy and angry like ordinary ladies confined to deep boudoirs, it would still make her feel somewhat offended and displeased.
However, being appraised by Sirius didn’t make her feel displeased… Was it because the young Count’s gaze didn’t contain any offensive thoughts, or perhaps because he was too cute, like a girl?
Tilting her little head slightly, Verafia thought curiously.
“Brother Azer has already told me about your affairs in advance.”
Seemingly not seeing what she was worried about, the young Count’s lips curved into a slight smile, and he raised his gaze, his voice gentle as he said:
“Miss Verafia, if you are looking for the Elf’s Secret Realm, I can help… Sister Irene.”
He called out softly, and then, the sound of a door being gently pushed open, “kacha,” and the percussive sound of slightly higher heeled leather shoes echoed. Verafia couldn’t help but turn her head, and the figure of a tall, silver-haired girl entered her sight.
Elegant and quite exquisite formal maid uniform, clean white headdress, thick black long dress, and a white apron adorned with ruffles on the slender waist… This woman called “Irene” was clearly a maid.
But…
“A Silver Moon Elf?”
Verafia blinked, her slender eyelashes fluttering several times before she confirmed she wasn’t mistaken.
Compared to the pointed and delicate ears of a Wood Elf, the long hair that shone like moonlight beneath the maid’s headdress, and most importantly, the flawless silver eyes like the moon—she was undoubtedly a Silver Moon Elf!
Compared to Count Sirius, who was smiling gently, the Silver Moon Elf was undoubtedly an ice beauty. Her delicate cheeks showed no ripple of emotion from Verafia’s surprised gaze.
The Silver Moon Elf gracefully moved her steps beneath her long dress, approaching the young man. She slightly pulled the hem of her skirt with her slender fingers and curtsied:
“Young Master.”
This time, even Igger showed a surprised expression.
Although they had never truly met a Silver Moon Elf, as descendants of the Silver Moon Goddess Elusia, with their noble bloodline and proud nature, they were frequently recorded in epics.
Before the great sealing, countless princes and nobles desired a Moon Elf maid, either as decoration for their royal courts, topics of conversation at gatherings, or companions in their beds. Some even went through illegal channels via slave traders, risking retaliation from Elven rangers…
Yet, before their eyes, there was actually a pure-blooded Silver Moon Elf appearing as a maid to a human noble in front of Igger.
Furthermore, in Igger’s True Sight Eye, the elf girl’s bloodline was exceptionally pure, comparable to Queen Filir and Princess Misella. During the Elf Empire’s most prosperous period, she would undoubtedly have been a noble.
What drew even more attention was that although her magic was concealed beneath the maid’s long dress, in Igger’s True Sight Eye, she was a powerful individual—a star-level powerhouse!
“Sister Irene, there’s no outsider here, you don’t have to be like this…”
Sirius rubbed his hair with some distress. Noticing the surprised looks from Igger and Verafia, apart from the Ice Dragon Girl, he smiled gently and explained:
“Sister Irene was rescued by Father from a beast twenty years ago after a tsunami. She was saved and brought to Vinash Castle. Afterwards, Sister Irene insisted on being a maid in the castle to repay the kindness… Yes, I grew up with Sister Irene watching over me.”
“Hmm, repaying kindness…” She understood that very well. Such plots, let alone in poems, she had experienced many times herself.
Back then, she, clad in white, slaying with her sword, had saved many girls. Even girls of high status, such as a Duke’s daughter or an Empire’s princess, had been willing to marry her…
Her lips curled up proudly. The girl’s beautiful golden eyes curved into a gentle crescent, and suddenly, the expression on her little face froze, as if she had remembered something.
Oh, right. She seemed to have saved a certain young man too…? How did this guy treat this young lady?
Images flashed unbidden in her mind… They were ordinary experiences, but recalling them brought a blush of shyness… A hint of embarrassed redness gently bloomed on her cheeks.
Hmph! It’s all that scoundrel Igger’s fault!
Yes, it’s all his fault. If it wasn’t for him, why would this young lady be so easily shy… Hmph, no, it’s because he originally agreed to be this young lady’s attendant, yet he doubted her!
Although she did have ill intentions at the time, one shouldn’t doubt their savior!
Her logic straightened out, Verafia “pounced” and lifted her little face, glaring fiercely at the black-haired young man. Her shimmering golden eyes were filled with shame and anger.
“What’s wrong, Young Lady?”
Igger asked with a smile, somewhat bewildered, stroking the girl’s head affectionately with one hand.
—He remembered that for the past few months, the girl had liked him stroking her hair… When she was feeling down, she would even lean on his shoulder.
“You wicked Igger… Hmph! Don’t rub this young lady’s hair here, woo, Young Lady needs dignity too!”
The Young Lady Verafia, who had no dignity in front of him, her little face flushed, waved her little hands like claws and playfully wrestled with the young man beside her.
In front of them, Count Sirius and the elf girl exchanged a glance. Sirius blinked his light gold eyelashes, coughed slightly, and looked at the Ice Dragon Girl, who also had a curious expression.
“Miss Ophi, may I know, what are they…?”
“Verafia and Igger?”
Ophi smiled, blinked, stood on tiptoe, and suddenly her sapphire eyes lit up, showing a look of realization:
“I know now. They two are flirting… Look, Verafia is blushing! Hmph, their relationship has already progressed to a public display…”
Ophi looked at the girl’s blushing little face, her big eyes flashing with novelty, completely unaware of her role as a third wheel.
Not much time had passed.
It seemed that they also realized their behavior was indeed impolite in the Count’s castle. The young man and the girl soon separated themselves consciously.
However, Verafia, knowing that her dignity had crumbled again, shot Igger a resentful glare with her teary golden eyes, and then her jade-white fingers quietly tightened their pinch on his waist.
Count Sirius, who had been waiting quietly, did not get angry. His light gold eyes glanced over, and a smile curved on his handsome face:
“Yes, that’s right. I mentioned before that Sister Irene was rescued by Father from a beast. If the Elf Secret Realm that Miss Verafia mentioned is a former territory of the Elf Empire, then it happens to be Sister Irene’s hometown.”
