Chapter 200: How often can you say that your family history is part of an important global event?
"What would you like to know?" Amarein asked first on our way back to the mansion.
This time, she was the one who held into my elbow, so it looked like I was escorting her on a morning walk. Rather fancy, except for the fact that I was still barefooted.
"Mm..." I muttered unsurely. It was the confusion of someone who didn’t know anything about the subject at hand, so I had no idea where we should start from.
Fortunately, Amarein was a proper lady with a lot of experience in life. "Should we start with me?" she offered with a smile. "I should introduce myself properly to you since I’m going to be your teacher in the future, no?"
"Mm!" I nodded in agreement.
She patted my arm and then started to tell her story as we strolled through the garden. "It might be confusing for you if I talked about lineage and whatnot, so I’ll just tell you about my relationship with your grandmother,"
"Oh, did you live in the palace?"
"For quite some time," she nodded with a smile on her lips. There was a fond nostalgia there, but also sadness, which was understandable. After all, the palace had been razed to the ground. "I was the only daughter of the Chief of my tribe--ah, I probably should explain our system for a bit. You know that we live in tribes, right?"
"Yes," I nodded, trying to recall all the information on druids that I managed to get. While they had the Kingdom as the center--or at least used to--the rest of the druids were living in tribes, which would make their reports to the King. "I heard the Chiefs are the druids who have royal blood."
"That’s right, because we need the blessing from the First Druid’s bloodline, the one who was birthed by Mother," she explained.
Oh? This was new. I only knew that royal blood supposedly had a blessing that made them able to purify mana. But rather than a blessing...wasn’t this more of the case of divine blood? So the ancestor of the Royal Family was supposed to be a demigod?