A flawless one who possessed the ability to carry out the Saint Mother's will.
"By the way, how did you know my name?"
Like a curious child, the girl who looked somewhat like a scheming flirt at first glance but whose eyes were incomparably clear turned back and asked Russell.
"The world has always been more forgiving toward beauties."
Russell stopped crouching with his hands over his head, stood up, straightened his clothes, and spoke solemnly.
"Throughout history, countless kings and nobles hoped to be remembered for their great achievements, yet in the end, they vanished into the tides of history. But for peerless beauties, they need do nothing at all. Someone will remember their beauty and pass it down through the ages."
"Ah~ Is that so?"
The girl laughed and accepted the praise without the slightest hesitation.
In truth, she deserved such praise.
Her eyes were light-colored and clear, as pure as gemstones.
She stood amid the crystals, their refracted light falling upon her and draping her in countless hues.
Like a flower blooming amid iridescent light.
Radiant and captivating.
"If that is the case, then Eden, Sakura, and Mobius should have similar legends in your era too, right? Could you tell me about them sometime?"
She looked at Russell, her eyes filled with anticipation.
"He was just flattering you."
Mobius's expression darkened like never before.
The reason was simple.
Just moments ago, he had been calling her a dead old hag, yet when it came to Elysia, he praised her as a beauty worthy of being recorded in history.
Her pointless competitive streak naturally flared up.
"Don't take it so seriously, Mobius—"
"I'm happy to hear it, aren't I?"
The girl holding a longbow smiled faintly, her gaze shimmering like glazed glass.
Mobius fell silent.
Elysia was determined