"Of the five virtues of the phoenix, only one remains. How sad!"
As Loran Hill listened to the old man's narration, a scene, both familiar and unfamiliar, suddenly surfaced in his mind. It was of five young girls playing beneath a tall sycamore tree. The girl in green was agile and graceful, the girl in white was quiet and gentle, the girl in black was demure but reserved, the girl in red was cheerful and competitive, and the girl in yellow was full of whimsical ideas.
The scene in the picture appeared quickly, but when the girl thought about it carefully, it dissipated like mist and disappeared without a trace.
Are the Five Virtues Phoenixes all witches? Otherwise, why would I suddenly see those scenes from my memories? This thought crossed the girl's mind.
It seemed she had to hurry up and study the Necromancer Sequence to recover the obscure and missing memories within her soul. The girl could only recall the early days of the war between Clancy and Frost.
However, one crucial piece of information also revealed her true origins. It was the Pure and Transformative Wind, one of the cornerstones of the Throne of God project within the Primordial Heart faction during the Twilight Era.
Based on this inference, Ketti is most likely the bright red burning flame, Kloyati.
I just don’t know where the other two are now. If I really have to talk about relatives, these four souls who are the cornerstones of the throne are the closest to me.
After all, they have been together for hundreds or even thousands of years, and the kind of soul fusion and intimacy is hard for outsiders to imagine.
After collecting her thoughts, the girl continued to eat, and the food in the pot was gradually finished.
"Two people eating together will surely improve our appetite." Granny Gro put down her bowl and chopsticks, her words filled with satisfaction.
After that, there was some simple tidying up, and in the afternoon, Granny Gro helped the girl roughly cut a black cloth coat.
"Wear this outside your body so that your inner clothes won't get dirty. I'll make you a few more to wear between the legs later." The mother-in-law helped the girl with her clothes and tied the waist and collar.
"Tomorrow I'll trouble you to go to a village in the north. It is said that there has been a ferocious monster there recently, causing many casualties among the villagers. In addition, if you see some ghosts on the road, please deal with them." Granny Gro gave instructions for the latest tasks.
"If you encounter a problem that cannot be solved, don't act recklessly. After all, staying alive is what matters most."
"It's not shameful to run away. Only those who insist on living and achieve their goals are worthy of respect." Granny Gro gave her final warning, as if she had a special experience when she was young.
"Finally, put this on."
Before leaving, Granny Gro put a wooden mask into the girl's hands. The mask looked ferocious and as fierce as a demon.
“Sometimes, you have to be more vicious than a demon, so that those foolish people will fear and respect you.”
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