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『Thirteenth』

Jack, the Elder, and the three other members of the party stood in the Dungeon Lobby, staring down at the bag with the humanoid form in it.

"So you're saying that there is an elven princess inside that bag?" Jack's brow was raised, as he nudged the bag with his foot. Judging by the size of the being in fetal position, they had to be around the same height as Runa.

"Mmmf mm mMm," a muffled voice continued to emanate from the rough looking bag in front of them at their feet on the floor. Clearly unpleased by being nudged by someone's hard toed boot.

Runa stared at the bag for a few moments before looking over towards Jack. "Why was a Princess hidden under a wooden panel at an Inn?"

"Apparently she had been sent to the Village to administer Humanitarian Aid... Instead it seemed it was a ploy to eliminate her." Jack turned his eyes towards the Catfolk Elder who nodded in affirmation. "They probably kept her for other... Things..."

"How Quaint..." Nakajima commented with a shake of their head, leaning against the wall, one shin crossed over the other.

"So this was done because she was the Thirteenth Child and the Thirteenth Line of succession?" Runa asked as she looked over at the old humanoid looking cat, raising a brow.

"Yes," The Elder presiding let out a sigh. "Sun Elves believe the number alone will bring chaos to the country, Thirteenth Children are usually killed at birth, sacrificed."

"There's a Sun Elf in the sack...?" Jack wasn't to anxious if it was a Sun Elf in the sack. Their lore often indicated extreme arrogance and elitism.

"No, the Royal Family of the Imperium are Moon Elves, as least they have been for the past two hundred years or so..."

Hearing the Elder say this, Jack let out a sigh of relief. He already had enough with the Moon Elf even though she didn't seem to be actively trying to annoy him.

A Sun Elf probably would trigger their own death flag...

The Elder chuckled at this, probably understanding the pain that Jack was anxiously wanting to avoid.

"Then she's already stopped growing," Runa knelt down in front of the bag, lightly laying her petite hand on the top of the princesses head. Based on the game lore, female Moon Elves only reached up to five feet, males only five foot five inches. Wood Elves were half a foot smaller than them.

Sun Elves however, were capable of growing to six feet in height, being one of the tallest Elven species to evolve in the Game World, and probably this one was well.

The Elder looked over Runa who had almost saintly white skin, but it was clear there was an icy blue hue present. So this was a Moon Elf as well? "Hmm..."

Jack joined Runa, squatting down in front of the bag and undoing the tied end. The moment he did so, he caught a glimpse of black hair. It looked as if it had been cut with a dull blade, much like the man he had seen before, with several split ends.

"Mmmm!"

Jack's head lulled forward, his chin pressing against his chest as his hand reached into the bag. His thumb rested under the Princess's chin, his fingers grasping at the back of her head and her jaw.

With a light tug, he brought her out of the bag, as she lay rested in a fetal position.

Her arms, legs, torso were all covered in bruises. She had been stripped of her clothes and her short pointed ears looked like cauliflowers as if someone had sat there and repetitively clapped them with their hands.

She had the athletically slim build of a dancer, perhaps trained as a ballerina. This made her buttocks and bosom small and tight. Based on the degradation of visible muscle tone, he had to say she hadn't been regularly exercising for about a month or a little less.