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Monroe is a lunatic and a pervert. Veronica only hates that she has not learned any curse words to describe this disgusting person.

When everyone in the Central Continent was working together to fight Chaos, he took advantage of his position to imprison the Elf Princess who had lost her mind due to the erosion of Chaos, just to vent his desires.

And now, she is also locked up.

This disgusting man confided his love words in front of her. Veronica only regretted that she did not learn any physical skills, otherwise even if she lost all her magic at that time, she would still use her last strength to resist.

She didn't believe a word of what Munro said. She could see clearly that Munro was just coveting her sudden talent for psychic magic. However, she had lost all her magic power, so Munro tried to gain a child that was completely his. A child with mastery of psychic magic.

To her despair, Monroe did not know what means she used to get her family to recognize her again, but the purpose was to marry her to Monroe to maintain the declining glory of the Lancelot family.

To make matters worse, she's pregnant.

She became pregnant almost at the same time as the imprisoned Elf princess.

If this child is Monroe's, then she will definitely try her best to kill this evil bastard who should not have come, but what if it is her husband's?

Veronica closed her eyes.

The inheritance of the human race is biased towards the father's side in appearance. There is a high probability that the hair color and eye color of human children are inherited from the father.

The silver hair and green eyes are very different from the black hair and red eyes of the Cumberland family. She had no doubt that Monroe would kill the child the moment he saw its green eyes.

"I can help you."

As she was thinking hard about how to keep her child, she heard a whisper.

Monroe was probably a bit eccentric. He deliberately locked the two women he kidnapped together, confident that they would not have the strength to escape.

The silver-haired and golden-eyed elf princess was tightly bound by a special chain. Her eyes, which had been covered by chaos all day long, briefly regained their vitality. She looked at Veronica and said word by word: "I'll help you." Send your child away.”

Veronica was stunned.

"I can feel the power of blood. The child in your belly does not belong to that disgusting person." The Elf Princess said calmly, "The Elf clan has a very strong blood connection. When I give birth to a child or die, the Elf clan will Your relatives will be aware of my existence, and he will not let this secret be exposed. At that time, he will take action, and I can briefly regain my consciousness at that time and help you send the child out."

"What do you want?" Veronica calmed down. The elves have a noble temperament, but they are not the ones who want nothing.

The Elf Princess didn't answer, but raised her arms with some difficulty, and slowly covered her belly that was not yet swollen.

"She is a child that should not have been born, but she has already taken shape. According to the rules of our clan, she can only survive." It is very difficult for the elves to reproduce children. They have always cherished the cubs. This was something she should be proud of, but now she has become the source of her pain.

After a long time, the elf princess opened her eyes, and her golden eyes gradually became cloudy, which meant that she was about to lose her mind again: "I have some prophecy ability. I can feel that you can save her life in the future. This That’s my request.”

"Save her life, and I will send your child away. Whatever happens in the future will be her fate."

Nine months later, the secret room.

For magical creatures, the cost of having children is much smaller. Veronica quickly recovered from the pain, she reached out her hand, attached the baby's cheek, and forcefully opened her eyes.

A gentle emerald green, just like her desperate courage.

She turned her head and looked at the elf princess who had just finished giving birth. She briefly regained her consciousness and looked at the child she had given birth to coldly.

The children of the elves are born to develop a little faster than the humans. Veronica only saw that the child had some sparse silver hair - it seemed that he had inherited his mother's hair color and eye color.

"Vivian, this is your name." The princess's fingers fell on the baby's pointed ears. "You are a child who should not have been born. You will be riddled with diseases, and you will be betrayed by your closest relatives and friends..."

Veronica can't remember the rest clearly. She only remembers that Monroe was almost furious and rushed in, grabbed her by the neck and asked her where the child was.

Veronica just laughed.

"My child will never fall into your hands."

The days passed like this, and Monroe's control over Veronica strengthened. She could only lie in the cage created by Monroe, using indifference as her final resistance.

Until one day, Monroe appeared in front of her with a smile. He was holding a little girl and pushed the girl towards her like a treasure.

"Honey, look, our missing daughter has been found."

Veronica turned her head stiffly, and when her eyes fell on the little girl, she felt in a trance.

Silver hair and blue eyes.

The emblem of the Lancelot family.

The little girl looked at her timidly, clenching her dress nervously.

Even though the girl in front of her looked almost exactly like her, Veronica still knew that this was not her daughter.

She carries a vague aura of elves, could it be...

Seeing that Veronica remained silent for a long time, the expression on Monroe's face was distorted for a moment. He squeezed out a few laughs from his throat, and suddenly stretched out his hand to strangle the girl's neck. The girl had no resistance and struggled in vain. .

"She looks exactly like you, and she has inherited the light element affinity from the east branch of the Cumberland family. Do you think you can let her leave just because you deny it?" Monroe slowly increased the force on his hand, "If she is not us The daughter of a noble, then she is a commoner pretending to be a noble, then..."

"She is my daughter, let her go!" Veronica interrupted Monroe sharply. She remembered the princess's prophecy, but she didn't know why she felt something was wrong.

A victorious smile appeared on Monroe's face. In his opinion, this was Veronica's surrender. He let go of his hand, and the girl fell weakly to the ground, curled up in embarrassment, and kept coughing.

"Then give her a name, dear."

Veronica looked at the little girl with silver hair and blue eyes, and suppressed the doubts in her heart: "Vivian."

Her name is Vivian, a child who should not have been born.

After that day, everyone in the Kaweiya Empire knew that the stolen daughter of the Duke of Cumberland and the dean of St. Leon's College had been recovered.

After the memory ended, Veronica looked at Vivian in front of her: "Is that what you think?"

"I don't quite understand what you mean." Veronica has no feelings for the girl in front of her. Now that Monroe is not here, she is too lazy to act. "You care so much about your so-called father's love and cherish your identity so much. Why? Why do you want to use 'scapegoat' to describe yourself again?"

"Isn't this what you've been dreaming of?" Veronica's lips curved with a trace of ridicule, and her usually indifferent phoenix eyes rarely became sharp.

Vivian choked and her expression became more and more resentful, but for a moment she remembered something again and returned to her triumphant smile.