[Event] [Elven Utopian War] [54] Allen's Regret

Allen returned her smile faintly, lifting a bag he had been carrying. "Yeah... good morning. I brought you a few things to eat. It's not exactly royal cuisine, though."

Bryelle's eyes sparkled as she took the bag from him. "It doesn't matter! Anything you bring me is perfect, Elder Brother," she said, her smile brighter than ever.

"..." Allen froze for a moment, staring at her sorrowfully and regretfully. Her pure kindness and love for him despite having taken part in her bullying really consumed him with guilt.

What had he been doing all these years?

Bryelle had endured so much, yet she still looked at him as her big brother. 

That innocent smile—so pure, so untainted—shone on Bryelle's face despite everything she had endured. It struck deeply Allen. In that moment, he finally understood why Alvara cared so deeply for Bryelle, more than anyone else. This child wasn't just kind; she was too good for a world so consumed by violence and greed.