Sylvia was stunned at the subject Nolan brought up. To be honest, the reason she had called him here was to discuss that very matter.
A few days ago, for some inexplicable reason, a strange memory had resurfaced in her mind.
It was a memory of a mysterious and handsome man, but she couldn't remember his face clearly at all.
But as time passed, his features gradually sharpened. To her horror the man turned out to be Nolan.
It would be a lie to say she wasn't surprised. She was over a thousand years old, while the Nolan standing before her was merely a young man who had only recently reached adulthood.
How could he possibly appear in her childhood memories?
Unfortunately, no matter how much she tried to deny it, the memory felt all too real.
What made it even stranger was that her memories from before that incident were hazy and fragmented. She had even forgotten what her Master, the Sage Oracle, looked like.
