Seeing that Ores couldn't remember anything from the past, Moande sighed at the end of his story, losing the desire to continue.
"Forget it, surviving that great battle is already a miracle for Ores, I can't ask for more," he comforted himself, then rang the bell to have the maids come to change the tea.
"Sit here for a while, I'll have Ores' mother and grandmother come to see her."
"Alright."
Then he got up and left. About three minutes later, two elf women came over. One of them bore a striking resemblance to Ores, only with a different hairstyle and a fuller figure. The other elf woman beside her looked much older in demeanor; although her appearance was only in her thirties, her expression and gaze were especially kind.
"Ores, do you remember grandma?" she looked at the ice elf girl across the tea table, leaning slightly closer so that the other could see her clearly.
