Oh no! After I Reincarnated, My Moms Became Son-cons!

I had been to the dungeon once before. The last time I went down there, I was left with my most painful memory. If we were to say that my heart has been wounded with blades, then that time would be the first blade wound I received to my heart. That was also the first time I held Mera in my arms. The first time I held her in my arms, however, I was covered in her blood. It was the first time I held her in my arms, but the warmth came from her blood spurting forth until she had none left to spill.

I was the one who dealt the fatal blow to her. I killed Mera with my own hands. I was the one who stained my body with her blood. Therefore, I still avoided the dungeon. Everybody has a memory they don’t want to recall or a place they don’t want to go near. Nevertheless, I ended up visiting it in the end.

I gently placed my hand on the damp wall. I was somewhat hesitant to descend the stairs. Lucia touched my hand and reassured, “Your Highness, there’s no need to feel nervous. I really dislike the moist and dark dungeon, as well, but since you have something to do, show some courage.”

“Why don’t you want to come with me when you know I don’t like it?”

“Didn’t I just tell you? I don’t like it down there.”

Lucia mischievously smiled then gave me a push downstairs. I let out a hopeless sigh.

I guess there weren’t any fans of the prison amongst the elves, which would explain why not even Mom visited it. That had to mean the place was a cruel place of torture for elves, then. As a half-elf, half-human, I didn’t mind it. I wasn’t fond of the place purely due to what happened in the past.

I descended. I formed a fireball on my hand. I learnt the spell from Mommy Vyvyan. With it, I didn’t need a fire torch. It wasn’t actually dark down there, in saying that. A light from somewhere provided the surroundings with a natural light. I grouchily erased my fireball.

“I beg you… please…”