Sister's quarrel

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Am I feeling happy that they have high hopes for me?

Why do I even feel something like this? Even that with them?

They were my enemies just a moment ago. Yeah, i do have the intentions of sucking upto them and growing stronger, but will I end up developing feelings for them?

Emotions only makes a man weaker, I didn't had anything that holded me before, that was the reason why I was able to become strong. I have to stand firm on that, my mind won't budge with just this.

They are only tools for me right now. Nothing less nothing more.

Steadying my mind, I was once again emerged I to the blissful feeling of mana caressing my whole self. But soon, I felt a strange sensation in me.

Not only me, even Ayesha sensed that and flinched slightly. She wanted to slide that as only her wrong judgement, which actually was laughable when she was a peak rank 8 mage.

But her hunch wasn't wrong. It indeed was happening, the mana inside my body... it remained inside me without going away after my body was cleansed.

This was more of a shock to me than Ayesha.

I know for sure that this wasn't meant to happen, I have tried this once before then why now? What changed this time?

But a sudden panicked filled question from Ayesha gave me the answer as to why this might have happened.

"Eleanor..."

She called for mother, her voice trembling. She trying to deny the thoughts that were coming into her mind.

"Where is your sword?"

Eleanor was silent hearing the question that she was asked. She knew that she has been caught.

"M-my sword... I-I have hidden it somewhere else. Ahaha..."

She is so obvious that even a child can tell she is lying.

Hearing that, Ayesha been to tremble, faint wisps of mana emanating from her body.

Even as a healer, she is very strong. If not for me having the experience of facing far stronger opponents before, I might have fainted.

Are they dumb enough to not realize that they are in the presence of a newborn?

"You..." Ayesha trembled even more. Raising her fist that turned red with her anger, veins popping on her hand, she gave a punch on Eleanor's head.

"Awww." Eleanor cried in pain.

But Ayesha didn't let her say anything and spoke in a loud tone, completely opposite of her status as a saintess and a princess.

"Do you even realise what you have done?"

Eleanor lowered her head meekly, still rubbing her head.

"What did you do exactly? His is just a child." She asked again.

Eleanor spoke softly with a voice that wasn't more than a whisper, "Nothing."

"Louder." Ayesha yelled again.

I was looking at them one after another. Curiosity brimming in my eyes. I ain't gonna lie, it was fun.

Then Eleanor snapped as well and said, "I didn't do anything. I just used that sword as a vessel for my baby."

"What?!"

I was just as shocked as she was. Using a sword as a vessel for me?

The sword of the hero, it was one of the most powerful weapon to ever be created and was widely popular. The main reason for that lied on the materials that it was made from.

It was the only weapon that was forged from the branch of the world tree that existed in the Elven realm. Beside the elf queen, Eleanor was the only other holder of a fragment of world tree.

From the myths of this world, world tree is the one that connects all the realm together and is also closely linked with the creator of the world.

It is just a legend and I do not know how much credibility this holds but one thing is certain for sure, the branch of the world tree is extremely precious.

But why would she even use that as my vessel?

"Why would you even do that?"

Facing the intense gaze from Ayesha, Eleanor looked away and said,

"I wanted him to have high mana affinity, that's why I did that."

Lies. That definitely wasn't the case. Her genes are so strong that her descendents are bound to have high mana affinity. She wouldn't have been so strong if her genes were so weak. There is definitely something else.

"Have you gone mad? He is just a child, do you not realise how dangerous it was?" Ayesha said again, but this time her voice wasn't loud but was firm.

Not having anything to defend herself with, Eleanor stayed silent.

Seeing that, Ayesha sighed and said, "I gave you that sword so you can use it on your battles. I was going to ask mother to use that sword to heal you. I thought it will be able to turn you back to what you used to be, but now..."

Ayesha stopped in middle and didn't utter anything. Eleanor, slowly lifted her head and looked at her, a small smile blooming on her face.

Even if she was telling at her just now, she knows that Ayesha meant no harm to her. While the feelings that Ayesha holds for her might be different, but she has always taken Ayesha as her best friend, a reliable companion but more than that a sister.

"Don't worry. I will find a way to heal myself. But I am good as it is, spending a quite and leisure time with my son... there is nothing more that i could ask for. As for the matter of that sword... I will apologise to Aunt Melissa myself."

Ayesha, who was about to get emotional from Eleanor's words, widened her eyes again at the mention of the sword and snapped again.

"Don't change the topic. You almost killed him, no child or man will be able to handle the branch of the world tree. How can you just do it and without even asking me?"

'If I had asked you, you definitely would have opposed me. But I cannot tell you yet that I conceived him with the breeding method of spirits and I needed a material with a high affinity with mana to create a vessel for him. No matter what, it wouldn't have harmed him, if I wasn't sure, I never would have done that. But it's great to see you worrying so much for him, my son got a great aunt.'

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Sorry, took me a while. I was busy with a lot of work and didn't had time to write, but I will upload daily now.

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