"Haha, Master Tymoral contacted me through the telescope a while ago and I sent many messages to Arias already. We know who you are, so we know what benefits you the most." Justin put his hands on the table.
"So, you probably know my background too?" Angele looked at Justin.
"How much do you know about my mother?"
Justin grunted for a second.
"The information in our hand is probably outdated. I hope it’ll still be helpful to you."
He stopped for a second before continuing, "Your mother, Kiran, appeared in the forest from nowhere. Based on her looks and the way she treated your brother, we concluded that she was a Tree Elf, the elf of the wind that originated in the forest. They usually stay with an ancient tree their whole lives, but they love to reproduce with strong, handsome human males. A Tree Elf would return to the forest with their kids after they grew up. That’s all I know. It’s a mysterious race."
Angele’s expression changed and thought for a while.
