Yoru Machi: Shadow Is Incurably Lecherous; Your Niece May Be...

Yoru Machi did not know whether the other party believed his explanation, but he could sense that the hostility Beatrix had held toward him vanished the instant he drew the Holy Sword of the Lake.

After recovering from the light blooming from the holy sword, Beatrix hurriedly bowed to Yoru Machi in apology.

Her sincere attitude was completely different from the murderous state she had been in moments ago.

"Chosen one of the holy sword, I am willing to apologize for my rash behavior just now.

If you still harbor resentment, Beatrix is willing to pay with her life."

Seeing the beautiful elf woman speaking as she genuinely prepared to draw her blade across her own throat, Yoru Machi hurriedly stopped her.

Yoru Machi realized that the elf beauty before him not only resembled Alpha, but even had a similarly serious personality. Could they be mother and daughter?

No... Alpha seemed to have said that her mother was already dead.

But even if they were not mother and daughter, with identical faces and similar personalities, they had to be relatives. That was practically certain.

"Master of the holy sword, I apologize for my earlier disrespect. My name is Beatrix. May we continue our previous conversation?"

After seeing Yoru Machi draw the Holy Sword of the Lake, Beatrix no longer held any hostility toward him.

That was because the Holy Sword of the Lake had once been wielded by Olivier, the Elf Race's hero, and was also one of their sacred relics.

Beatrix did not believe that anyone evil at heart could earn the holy sword's recognition.

Although Yoru Machi was human, since he had gained the holy sword's recognition, he was the Elf Race's greatest friend.

"You do not need to call me Master of the Holy Sword. Just call