Seeing her newborn child fall asleep in her arms, Elaine let out a soft giggle. "So energetic. She got so excited whenever I fed her." She murmured weakly. Her hand gently caressed the baby's head. Her fingers gently slid through the child's pure white hair. "How beautiful..." She whispered.

The armored man to her left relaxed as he heard her speak. He reached over for a minute before hesitating. He then quickly wiped his hands on a random cloth before poking the child. "So cute..." He smiled blissfully, "She has my eyes..." His eyes faintly darkened when he saw the dark bruise around her little neck.

It was at this time that the priestess spoke up. "I will need to take her to be examined by Father. She did not start crying during birth. I worry that there is some brain damage." She said blankly.

The man looked over at the priestess with a dark glare. "That is all?" His voice had a dangerous tint that made the priestess tense up and sweat.

"O-Of course!" She stuttered nervously. The woman did not dare go against his words. She knew the power of this husband and wife pair.

The man's smiled turned back to being friendly as soon as she agreed. He then turned back to his wife and little girl. His scarlet eyes dotingly and lovingly stared at the two. "Elaine!~ I'm thirsty too!" The man innocently looked up at his wife.

Veins popped out on Elaine's forehead as she hit the man on top of his head, leaving a big bump. "Grow up, you scoundrel!" She coldly stated before lovingly kissing her daughter's forehead.

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"Father! Father!" A priestess rushed through the church as she searched for the person she spoke of. She finally found the individual in the Room of Prayer.

Upon one of the mats that resided on the floor, a white-robed individual knelt with his hands held together in front of his chest and his head down. A faint white streak of energy flowed from in between his forehead to his intertwined hands. Upon hearing the woman enter, he lifted his head. This cause the energy to disappear. The man had long blonde hair that reached his waist. His face looked as if the gods themselves had carved it. "Calm down, my child." He spoke in a serene voice as he slowly stood up. "What is the rush?" He soothed.

The man's voice made the priestess instantly calm down and bow her head. "Forgive me, Father. There an urgent issue." She spoke calmly as she looked at the man, who looked as if he was in his late 20s.

"What is it, my child?" Father stepped forward towards her. His hands rested in his sleeves as he elegantly walked over.

"The Hero Family just had a child. The child was choked by the cord, and now she has bruises on her neck. In addition, she has not cried in the slightest. I fear they may be an issue." She spoke as she stepped out of the man's way. Before he could speak again, she added, "She was born with pure white hair."

Until the last sentence, the man had been calm with a gentle disposition. When the priestess spoke that last sentence, he froze immediately. His eyes lit up in excitement. Although it was not visible to the priestess, there was a hint of bloodlust. The man turned back to normal after a moment before gently smiling at her. "Lead me there, my child. I shall see what is wrong with the Hero child."

The priestess immediately nodded before bowing and leading him back to the Sacrifical Room.

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I am here.

Do not worry.

Call my name.

You don't need to pay attention to these unnecessary people.

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