CHAPTER 406: HOW A DARK ELF REPRODUCES (1/2)

Jezsere was a timid girl. A very timid one, in fact. Especially when her brother, Reyage, wasn’t with her.

In the short time I’ve spent with her in the cell, I’ve come to see her as an innocent girl, and that was why I had to ask myself once more: she isn’t adopted, right? She’s more of a Nature Elf, rather than a Dark Elf!

In actuality, from the moment she began addressing me as master, her personality seemed to have changed entirely. Her timidness had been replaced by assertiveness, and not the surface meaning of that word too…

“Master, master, why did you want to return to the Western Human Realms? You mentioned there were people you cared about here -is it sister Ancarin and the others?” She blinked at me curiously. Ever since she was sure that I wouldn’t hurt her, she had only gotten bolder by the second.

Hmm… So why did I want to return to the Western Human Realms? To find Nicole, of course!

Frankly speaking, I wasn’t too overly concerned about my predicament right now because Ferti’nier mentioned before I accepted the summoning that no one could force me to sign a pact now that I was at the level of an Overlord. Unless they were a demigod… But she clearly wasn’t a Demigod. In other words, the ball was still on my side of the court. If I really wanted to leave, I could do so any time without paying any heed to my summoner.

And that’s why you can lock me up all you want, see if I care!

More importantly, I needed to find a way to locate Nicole. I had no intention of running back to the Three Hells without accomplishing that first -one mustn’t be a cowardly Devil like that, am I right?

“By the way, how many children did your mother give birth to exactly?”

Let’s be clear here, I’m not asking this because I care about the answer. I’m just curious, that’s all… just curious…

“Oh, my mother, huh…” She thought about it for a second then began counting with her long slender fingers. “With Jezsere and Reyage included, that should be seven.”

Seven huh… that’s a number you can’t count with one hand. You can’t tell she’s given birth to that many with that figure of hers… now that’s talent.

But what was up with her claiming to have never married? I’ve long heard that these Dark Elves live in a matriarchal society, does that mean that normal married life is actually abnormal for them?

Now that I was captured, I really had not much else to do. Neither did I have much to worry about since that clan leader wasn’t a Demigod. In other words, now was a good time to do some cultural studies.

“Do you Dark Elves have a custom of marriage?”

Essentially, Dark Elves are the kind of race who can name their mother but not their father then?

“How does your race reproduce? I doubt your numbers are low, but since there aren’t that many who get married, how exactly… Don’t tell me that two females can procreate as well?”

Faced with that clearly academic question, Jezsere immediately blushed a beet red.

“Jezsere?”

Seeing that she hadn’t replied to me yet, I called out to her. However, she merely kept her head down like an adorable blushing bunny.

“Master… must you really ask this question?”

“Mhm, I’m really curious about this matter.” Hmph, you’ll never get me to admit that bullying her is fun… never!

“Then I think it would be better if she answered the question…” Her milky white fingers immediately pointed at the practically nonexistent Dark Elven Warrior still guarding my cell.

“Her…” That blasted woman hasn’t said a word since. Why would she…

“If it’s lady Jezsere’s orders.”