When Maria’s figure vanished atop the mountain, Viola’s consciousness snapped back to reality from the depths of the southern province.

As he opened his eyes, he wholeheartedly believed in Maria’s words.

He believed that this girl had lived from three hundred years ago until the present.

At that moment, he finally understood why he had always sensed that there was something extraordinary about Maria, yet couldn’t quite put his finger on it.

She appeared to be seventeen or eighteen years old, but possessed knowledge of the esoteric hexagrams that Master Exeor couldn’t grasp even at a hundred years old.

At the tender age of twelve, she was pursued by the Warriors Den and engaged in a battle of wits and courage.

And at the same time she was seventeen or eighteen, she somehow coincidentally appeared before him in Aurous Hill after leaving Northern Europe. Such uncanny occurrences were rare in the world.

Moreover, this seemingly seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl possessed extraordinary talent in painting landscapes, surpassing any painter in history within seconds…

Now that she had revealed her secret, all of these questions were answered with a plausible explanation.

Her exceptional painting skills were the result of three hundred years of dedicated practice, surpassing the abilities of any other artist.

The same applied to fortune-telling.

Master Exeor was only a hundred years old, while Maria had surpassed the three-hundred-year mark. The disparity between them was evident.

Simultaneously, Viola noticed a change in Maria’s demeanor.

sense of hidden beauty, as

used to address themselves gave Viola the impression that Maria was like a kitten baring its soft belly, revealing all her secrets and vulnerabilities in front of

saying, “Please forgive me, my lord. I didn’t mean to startle you, but when you asked, I couldn’t lie.

from over three hundred years ago, or have you lived from over

my family has lived until

the tea tree’s calamity in the

Southern Ming Dynasty, which coincided with the third year of the Warriors Den,

head spun with

tree might not predate her! In astonishment, Viola exclaimed, “In 1646… So… You… You are nearly four hundred years

“My lord, there is no need to address me

years old… Just calling you Maria would be an understatement. It’s

Nujia, I am merely a girl who can never grow up, not an ancient witch. Though I have indeed lived for nearly four hundred years, I still remain seventeen years

Viola found himself in an awkward position, torn between two conflicting

though she has lived for nearly four hundred years, she has always appeared as a seventeen or eighteen-year-old

is almost four hundred years old! Can you even comprehend the concept of four hundred years?

these thoughts and continued questioning

flicker across Maria’s beautiful brows, prompting him to quickly amend his words,

by a sweet smile as she asked shyly, “What did you want to say, my lord?

How can you still look so young?! Even if you possess exceptional reiki, it’s impossible to retain your

matter of rejuvenation. Since I was

that possible? You don’t possess

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255