Supreme Harem God System novel Chapter 2311

Chapter 2311: Just... who is he...?

Amongst all the chaos, a laughter was heard.

The people turned towards the laughter and their eyes fell on a boy.

He stood beside a broken clay pot quietly, his messy grey-silver hair was falling unevenly around his face, soft strands brushing against his cheeks. His face looked small and delicate, almost too cute, with smooth features that made him seem harmless at first glance—like a doll placed gently in the middle of the world.

He had grey skin, from his head rose large, dark grey horns, thick and slightly curved, rough in texture. His ears were long and thin, sharply pointed, stretching slightly outward, adding to his strange appearance.

But it was his crimson eyes that felt... wrong.

They were bright and lively, eyes that clearly belonged to a child, but... they did not move together.

One eye carried a light, playful amusement, as if he found everything around him interesting in a harmless way.

The other... was different.

It was... colder, more... observing.

It was as if two different thought paths were working inside his head at the same time and it made others around him feel... unsettled.

Right now, the boy was staring at the broken clay pot or rather—

At the pot that could not decide whether it was broken.

It was lying in pieces on the ground, then it was whole again, then it cracked down the middle, then the handle reappeared in the wrong place, then it shattered once more, the pieces lifting slightly off the ground before dropping back down.

The boy crouched next to it.

"Why did it break?"

He asked in a bright, cheerful voice.

Then—

"Let’s break it again."

He spoke again, this time, though his voice felt the same, his tone felt... much sharper, much... in control.

And the moment people noticed that—

They stepped back. One of the boys who had been playing nearby ran toward his mother. She pulled him behind her immediately, staring at the child with a wary look on her face.

What should she do?

Should she just... run away?

Or should she attack the child?

Such questions appeared in her mind, but the last thing she wanted was to harm someone else’s child, no matter how... strange that child was.

Plus...

It didn’t look like the child was... trying to harm others. Not when he was still looking at the pot, poking one of the broken pieces with a finger. The shard melted into something like glass, then turned back into clay, then split into three smaller pieces.

The child laughed gently, and the moment he did—

Flicker

It happened again.

The sky changed color, the space warped, the sound stretched, it all happened again and the people realized it.

Everything that happened, everything that made them, centuries-old beings panic, this... little child was behind it all.

"Just... who is he...?"

One of the women wondered as she tightly held her child.

And just then—

"Kaelith,"

Someone whispered from farther back.

The strange boy, Kaelith, lifted his head as if he had heard them. His smile widened. It made him look even more adorable, which only made the... wrongness of the entire scene sharper.

Kaelith was... adorable, his cheeks were round, his face was soft and his features were... innocent.

The only thing strange about him was that...

The very reality was bending around him.

Near him, a wooden bucket suddenly twisted at an impossible angle, then snapped back. The flowers beside the road bloomed and withered in the same instant before settling into normal shapes again.

Suddenly, a little girl gasped when she saw a tree around her disappear into thin air and stumbled back, her foot caught on the edge of the stone path and she...

She fell.

She fell hard.

And the instant she did, another child rushed toward her.

"Are you hurt?"

The child asked in a soft, kind, and gentle voice.

The little girl looked up—and froze.

The child standing before her... was beautiful.

She was an elf.

Long, golden-blonde hair flowed down her back, moving gently as she leaned closer. Her ears were long and elegant, peeking through her hair. She had calm, gentle green eyes, filled with quiet concern.

Her face was soft and graceful, almost unreal in its beauty, with a natural innocence that made her look like something out of a fairy tale.

She wore beautiful, flowing clothes in light, natural tones—soft greens and whites, with delicate patterns that looked almost like leaves and vines.

"I... I think—"

The little girl stuttered, unable to answer.

The elf touched her wrist and...

That was all.

The scrape on the girl’s arm vanished. The pain in her ankle eased so quickly that her expression changed from confusion to disbelief. The elf then passed an unbelievably gentle smile.

"You should be alright now."

The little girl stared at her, then nodded slowly, as if she was entranced.

The elf’s arrival itself changed the very space around her, all the unrest, panic and unease that had spread because of Kaelith’s existence disappeared in an instant.

Strange things still continued to happen, but the people were now more focused on the elf. It was... hard to stay frightened around her.

She looked so delicate, so lovely, so... warm that people felt like they needed to stay brave, for her sake.

"Eloria."

"That thing looks just like a child to you?"

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