Re:Incarnation System

Chapter 50: A Letter to William

After leaving Celine's house, William was about to return to the Ainsworth Residence when he heard the loud screams of cranes coming from the sky.

Ella raised her head and saw a large crane with a wingspan of at least five to six meters. The Anggorian goat let out a greeting, and the stork screamed again in response. William rarely saw a stork in Lont City, and this stork was larger than he had ever seen in the past.

Its white and pure fur sparkled in the sunlight, and the golden mark on its head gave it a majestic and majestic appearance. It looked at William with warm and gentle eyes, as if it was looking at an old friend.

The white stork circled over William and Ella's heads twice before landing a few meters away from them.

Upon seeing the stork closer, William estimated it to be at least two meters tall. Ella's ears lifted as the white stork started walking towards them. It did not give off a hostile vibe, but Ella raised her vigilance just in case.

When it was only two meters away from William and Ella, the Stork stopped. A soft voice came out from his beak, as if trying to talk to them. William only communicated with the goats, so he was shocked when he completely understood what the stork had just said to him.

"My name is Skyla."

That was the message William received from the white stork. It looked at him with a gentle gaze as if waiting for him to give his answer.

“W-Williamwas. My name is William Von Ainsworth,” replied William. "It's my Mama Ella."

“Meeeeh.”

“Krooooo.” Skyla let out a soft voice again as she raised her legs.

At first glance, William saw a cylindrical tube strapped to his feet. It was similar to the tube carried by the messenger eagles on their ground.

"For me?" ask William.

Skyla nodded her head as a receipt.

William came down from Ella's back and slowly approached the white stork. Skyla did not move and just waited for William to untie the object he was carrying.

“Can I open it?”

“Krooooo.”

Ella walked up to William as she tried to peek. William's body stiffened as he read the first few sentences of the letter that seemed to be completely addressed to him.

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To my beloved son, William,

I welcome you from the Holy City of Nytfe Aethel. I don't know where to start, because no matter what I say, it won't be enough to tell you how much I love and miss you, my son. However, know that not a single day passes when I, Arwen Aenarion Ainsworth, do not think of you.

If possible, I don't want to let you go, but circumstances force me to make that choice. I know that you may not believe me, but it was one of the hardest decisions I've ever made in my life.

I Pray to find it in your heart to forgive me for not being able to stay by your side for these past few years.

Words are not enough to tell you how much I want to hug you, and kiss you, before you close your eyes to sleep.

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William stopped reading the letter, as his vision began to blur. Although her handwriting was beautiful, she could see the dried up tear stain that had fused with the ink of the letter. His heart ached for the grief of his mother whom he had never seen since he was born in this world.

Only after she wiped away the tears in her eyes did she continue to read the rest of the message her mother wanted to convey to her.

The white stork, Skyla, looked at William silently from the side. He could feel the Arwen bloodline flowing through William's body. It was a High Elf bloodline that had the power to communicate with ferocious beasts at a deeper level.

Despite being diluted, it still allows William to communicate with Ella, and members of his herd. When she saw William's tears, the white stork recalled his Master, Arwen, crying as he wrote the letter he had sent.

"Both are whiny." This was the thought that popped into Skyla's head while continuing to observe Arwen's only child, William.

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Again, I'd like to ask for your forgiveness because it took me ten years to write you a letter. I'm afraid you're not old enough to understand my words, so I delayed sending my letter for a few years.

However, after seeing the smiles of the children in Nytfe Aethel, I was unable to hold back my feelings and decided to write them down on paper.

I want to know everything about you. The food you love, your hobbies, the environment you grew up in, and whether your Dad's family takes good care of you. Please, tell me everything. Even if it's just about the weather or the food you eat for breakfast.

From this moment onwards, I will write to you periodically. Since the Silvermoon Continent is quite far away from the Southern Continent, I can only send you two letters each month.

Looks like he intends to treat you as his little brother. I hope you don't mind.

I wanted to write more, but I was afraid I couldn't help but pour out all my frustrations in this letter. I don't want to do that.

Again, I pray that you give me a letter in return. Know that I will value your handwritten letter like a family heirloom.

I'll patiently wait for your reply.

Forever love you, though,

Arwen Aenarion Ainsworth's

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William sighed heavily when he finished reading the letter. His heart ached within his chest as he organized his mixed thoughts.

Although he did not know the situation, his grandfather told him that his mother bore a heavy responsibility. His decision to send William to the City of Lont was to ensure his safety.

William's feelings towards Arwen were neither hot nor cold. At the moment, Arwen was a stranger to him. Although she was the one who gave birth to him, she had not seen or interacted with him for the past ten years.

However, as he read his mother's letter, the feeling that had been buried in his heart, suddenly exploded. The sweetness, the bitterness, and the pain, all fused together and gave William a sense of what it was like to connect with someone far from Lont City.

He carefully folded the letter and placed it inside his Ring of Conquest. William planned to read it again later after he calmed down.

The white stork looked at him and let out a slow scream. It released William from his daze and made him realize that he should have written a reply letter to his mother.

"K-Sister, Skyla?"

“Krooooo.”

“What's my mom like? Can you tell me more about him? ”

Skyla looked at William with a gentle gaze. His eyes said, "It's going to take quite a while, so why don't we find a place to talk instead of standing here?"

William looked around and coughed awkwardly. The two of them were standing near the street and it was not the right place to talk at length about his mother.

"Ah!, I'm sorry Brother, Come go to the residence, I will also ask Aunt Helen to prepare a meal for you."

“Kroo.”

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William, Ella, and Skyla rest in the garden. The white stork begins his story, and William gives him his undivided attention. The stork spoke of the Silvermoon Continent, the Holy City of Nytfe Aethel, and the Aenarion Family.

Skyla is a good storyteller. He did not mention Arwen's predicament, and only talked about his pleasures and funny things about him. Little by little, William began to find images of his mother in his head.

A beautiful elf, with long blonde hair, and light green eyes that would melt the heart of every man who looked at her. Skyla also has a mischievous side to her. He told William stories about his mother like a Bibi on the street who likes to gossip.

William chuckles from time to time as he imagines his noble mother being preoccupied by piles of paper. Ella also listened with a serious expression. She was very curious about the birth mother of her baby.

When Skyla finished her story, the sun was already almost setting.

William was very grateful to her for telling him about his mother. He then busied himself in writing the reply letter that Skyla would bring back to the Silvermoon Continent.

After writing his letter, William pestered James for a storage ring he could use to store gifts he planned to give to his mother. James agreed to his request and even opened a warehouse to add some special products from Lont City.

William wanted to give Arwen a special gift of his, but he could not think about it. In the end, he decided to give her a robe made from the skin of the Thunder Horned Wolf which he personally killed in battle.

Helen had sewed William's name on the robe, and the boy thought that it was a suitable gift for his mother.

He placed the storage ring inside the cylinder tube, along with his letter. William personally tied the tube at Skyla's feet and made sure it was firmly in place.

Before takeoff, Skyla kissed the side of William's face as if remembering his scent. With a soft voice to say goodbye, he flew towards the moonlit sky towards the Silvermoon Continent.

William watched her leave as he placed his hands on her chest. He swore that one day, he would personally go to the Holy City of Nytfe Aethel and reunite with his mother.

Whether their meeting will be filled with happiness or tears, only time will tell.