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.

Viola felt a sense of

ancient Chinese women 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

didn’t mean to startle you, but when you asked, I

“Have you traveled from over three hundred years ago, or have you lived from over

lord, my family has

“Three hundred years ago, you witnessed the tea tree’s calamity in the southern province… Then… How old

in the second year of plenty during the Southern Ming Dynasty, which coincided with the third year of the Warriors Den, or 1646 in

head spun with

recorded in the Wade family tree might not

with utmost respect, “My lord, there is no need to address me as ‘You.’ Simply calling me Maria

Just calling you Maria would be an understatement. It’s more appropriate to

this 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

an awkward position, torn

“She’s right. Even though she has lived for nearly four

years old! Can you

to dismiss these thoughts and

as the word “you” slipped out, he noticed a trace of displeasure flicker across Maria’s beautiful brows, prompting him to quickly amend his

she asked

four hundred years? How can you still look

Since I was seventeen, my appearance and body have remained

You don’t possess extraordinary reiki, and even if you

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