Who Isn't a Herrscher Too?

"Elenore, do you think that my saving these children was something very fortunate and happy for them?"

"..."

Elenore did not answer Luo Mio's question. She merely nodded silently.

"But have you ever thought that, for these children, having you, their mother, by their side was their true happiness?"

Upon hearing Luo Mio's words, Elenore's expression stiffened. Then she recalled Jessia's constant pleas to Luo Mio and her emotions. The false smile that had seemed like nothing more than an ornament on her face was gradually torn away by Jessia. She gently bit her lip, her body trembling faintly.

Luo Mio looked at Elenore, then at the Holy Water bubbles around them.

At that moment, Luo Mio could clearly sense that all ten thousand Jessias within those Holy Water bubbles were transmitting their consciousness to him.

They all conveyed the same message: asking Luo Mio to save their mother, Elenore.

"Perhaps these children had their combat abilities specially enhanced, causing them to lose their emotions and language abilities. But 'lost' does not mean gone forever. Lost emotions can be regained little by little through accumulation."

"Just like memories. If memories are lost, then create new ones."

"And besides..."

Luo Mio looked at Jessia's childlike, innocent eyes and her curiosity toward the world. A smile unconsciously formed on his lips.

"Their only family... their mother, is you."

"A mother wants to save her children, and the children likewise want to save their mother."

Looking at Elenore again, Luo Mio asked,

"Now, look into your children's eyes again. Do they truly wish to sacrifice you for this so-called salvation?"

Hearing Luo Mio's words, Elenore could not help looking once more at the Jessias within the Holy Water bubbles.

"..."

She reached out and touched the nearest Holy Water bubble. Her child, who