The newborn elf was quite bewildered, and looked at Vinya.

Seeing Vinya reach out her hand, she seized the opportunity to grab Vinya's arm and pressed it against her body.

His face showed an expression of enjoyment and peace of mind.

Vinya's heart skipped a beat, and her entire body froze on the spot, unable to move.

But the elf still rubbed tightly against her arm, the warm touch reaching her heart.

Since Vinya's birth, she has been responsible for delivering the babies of other newborn elves.

She had never seen an elf so close to her before.

The elves do indeed share a common origin and are extremely close to each other.

But she had never seen anyone this close before.

It was completely attached to my body.

"It's obvious that you don't understand the concept of family."

Without anyone noticing, Victor quietly walked up behind Vinya.

He stood with his hands in his pockets, speaking calmly.

Vinya turned around abruptly:

"Huh—? Home, family?"

Yes, the elves don't understand what family is.

In the elven society system, all elves are born through the Queen's energy.

Elf society is more like a simple collective entity.

Each one of them has the "bloodline" of the Elf Queen, and each one of them can be called family.

Strictly speaking, it's because the Elf Queen had to wait quietly inside the Divine Tree.

As a result, the elves were born without ever seeing what their "mother" looked like.

Therefore, they mistakenly regard the sacred tree as the "mother" who gave birth to them.

That sense of closeness is superimposed on the sacred tree of Ad.

They would begin to worship the sacred tree like the other elves, and pray to the Elf Queen, hoping to create more elves.

Without the concept of a mother, the elves naturally wouldn't refer to each other as family.

Because they only have one mother in common, and that is the sacred tree.

And now, with the appearance of this newborn elf.

The situation will change.

Each elf is born through the birth of its producer, and the shared natural energy is the "bloodline" that binds elves together.

Therefore, newborn elves will feel an absolute affinity for their creators.

"Congratulations, you are now her mother."

As Victor finished speaking, Vinya stood frozen in place, turning back to stare blankly at the newborn elf who was clinging to her forearm, clearly unwilling to part with her.

"Eh, ah, ah!?"

Vinya's mind went blank, and her eyes became completely vacant.

He opened his mouth wide and let out an uncontrollable gasp.

But Victor ignored her shock and continued:

"Also, you should name her."

Vinya stood there dumbfounded:

"But she doesn't have a surname yet..."

"Her last name depends on your last name."

Upon hearing this, Vinya was even more stunned, her pupils dilated slightly, and her expression became somewhat unacceptable.

Because her surname is unique...

Wait a moment?

As if realizing something, she continued listening to Viktor.

"I've said it before, don't use your old common sense to judge your new world. The Tree of Adrien is dead."

"You, and the other elves."

"Your surnames are no longer bound by anything; they will simply become your name and the meaning that gives your family its existence."

That's all.

Vinya stood there, stunned, listening to Victor's story, then turned her head blankly:

So, you're just like me.

"They all share the surname...Czecdra..."

Looking at the adorable elf in front of her, whose eyes were full of anticipation and who was completely captivated by her, she felt a strong and inexplicable urge within her.

She realized that the child shared the same surname as her.

Suddenly, Vinya felt an urge to protect her.

She subconsciously reached out and stroked the elf's head. The newly born elf seemed to enjoy it, nuzzling against Vinya's palm.

"From now on, you will be called..."

"Melina, all done."

For the first time, Vinya felt a unique emotion about being given a name.

No longer using "work" as an excuse, but genuinely wanting to give an elf a real name, a name full of soul and love.

At this moment, Vinya was filled with joy.

The other elves remained silent, as if celebrating the arrival of this newborn elf in silence.

This has brought life back to the long-silent Elf Forest.

Leon also looked up, gazing at the extremely happy scene before her, a hint of envy appearing in her eyes.

If she had been born in a similar state, would she...?

Will her experience change?

"..."

What are you thinking about?

Viktor wasn't even born yet at that time.

She quietly lowered her head, not wanting the elves to see her expression.

But then a sharp sound rang in my ears again.

"What, are you envious?"