"Wait, what do you mean by... 'saved'?"
Mivana froze for a moment at Mephit's words before immediately asking her question.
As a Yonglan Knight, she was far more concerned with information about the Riding God than with her status as a descendant of Black Renandik.
Mephit smiled proudly.
"It's exactly as it sounds. The Divine Ancestor sheltered our forebears, allowing the Zitherheart Clan to become the sole surviving bloodline of Black Renandik. It was only by the Divine Ancestor's grace that our ancestors survived the reckoning and were finally able to establish themselves in the Country of Yonglan."
"The Divine Ancestor would actually…"
"That matches what I know."
Westheid spoke up, endorsing Mephit's statement.
'The Yonglan Riding God is very different from the other Celestial Gods. He's never been one to issue divine edicts to the masses from on high; He much prefers to whisper directly to the mortals He favors.'
