I’ll Be The Warrior’s Mother

chapter 1 .
Monster Duke

Yelena Sorte was a noble lady.

If any description needed to be added into it, she was a ‘pretty’ noble lady.

If another description needed to be added further, she was a ‘pretty’ and ‘fortunate’ noble lady.

The Sorte Countdom was wealthy.

The land they’d been taking care of for generations was fruitful, and Count Sorte had a talent in business.

Even though what he did might have not hit big yet, he had more successes than he had failures.

Combining the tax revenue from the land with the profits gained through his business, the Sorte Countdom’s wealth naturally became unrivalled.

Yelena Sorte was the third daughter of that sort of Countdom.

Above her were her older sister, the firstborn, and older brother, the second born.
That was why they were the only ones who had to fight each other every day to decide who would be the successor of the house.

As the youngest, Yelena never had to bother being involved in that.

‘It’s good, though.’

Yelena wasn’t dissatisfied with that fact at all.

She was rather happy about it.

Thanks to that, she didn’t have to study all night and lose some sleep just to get their father’s attention.
She also didn’t have to squeeze her brain trying to plan out a new item for their business.

Just study moderately and accustom herself adequately.

In addition, her days were just filled with watching her older siblings in a war and going around using her portion of the self-maintenance costs1 plentifully.

One day, her older brother—who looked especially exhausted that day—looked at Yelena and said,

‘Your life is so comfortable.’

Yelena wasn’t the least bit surprised and just nodded.

‘It is.
If you’re jealous, then Oppa2 should just live like me.
Should I tell Unnie3 about it?”

‘…No, forget it.’

Yelena was aware of how her life looked to other people.

‘My life looks comfortable?’

So what?

Her life being comfortable was a fact and Yelena had no intention to deny that.

A fortunate life.

It was a phrase that would make her feel comfortable no matter how many times she heard it.

Because she could blame that phrase if anyone asked how she can be born as a human but live without any aspiration.

‘Whatever.’

If people with ambition existed in the world, then there would also be other people who would watch over them and meekly give support.

In any case, in the eyes of others, Yelena was satisfied with her fortunate life and that she usually didn’t mind trivial things.

Just like now.

“My Ladyship, please just give me one penny.
I haven’t been able to eat since yesterday.
Just one penny…”

“This tramp, just whose clothes do you think you’re tarnishing right now!”

The guard knight standing on her left raised his voice and stepped forward.

It was because a ragged-looking old lady was begging and clutching onto the hem of Yelena’s skirt.

“It’s fine.”

Yelena raised her hand to stop the guard knight and ordered the maid accompanying her,

“Go and buy warm bread and soup.”

“Yes, Young Lady.”

The maid didn’t say anything unnecessary and left.
She came back a moment later after buying freshly-baked bread and soup, then gave them to the old lady.

“Gosh, thank you.
My Ladyship, thank you very much!”

Yelena turned her back on the old lady, who kept on saying thank you, and started walking away.

“Young Lady is truly good-natured.”

“I’m not sure about that.”

Yelena answered the guard knight absentmindedly.

It wasn’t as if she went out of her way to solve destitution from its root.
She just gave an old lady begging on the streets some bread and soup, so it felt weird to hear that they evaluated her as good-natured just by that.

‘This is why nobles are so fortunate.’

Even though they owned more than others, it was still so easy for them to get a virtuous reputation.

As Yelena thought that way, she returned to the residence.

That night, after Yelena concluded all her routines, she fell asleep just like usual.

But after sleeping for God knows how long…

A hand suddenly shook her in a rough manner.

“Madam, Madam!”

Madam who?

Being woken up from a deep sleep and being called by the wrong title, Yelena was about to answer irritably.

‘Huh?’

But in that moment, she caught sight of the scenery surrounding her.

A dim sky.

And some unknown creatures flying about that sky.

‘What?’

No matter how much she usually didn’t mind trivial things, Yelena just couldn’t understand why she was out of her bedroom and turned up outdoors.

“Please get a grip, we need to run!”

The hand that shook Yelena suddenly pulled her away.

As Yelena helplessly got pulled away by the strong hands, she opened her mouth.

“Just what happened here? Why am I here…”

It dreaded her to think that she might be sleepwalking.

The maid who