Chapter 460

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THE ORIGIN OF EVIL NARRATOR Js this the elemental village where you were born? Sigrid held onto her wide-brimmed straw hat to keep it from being carried away by the wind.

They had gone out after lunch with Silas to gather fresh grass for the rabbits.

Their steps led them to the edge of a beautiful hillside covered in daisies.

Below, the wooden and stone houses of the village came into view.

The creaking of carts, the clucking of chickens, and the laughter of children playing in the fields filled the air.

Yes, its just as I remember.

I never forgot it, unlike other things.

Silas gazed at the horizon with nostalgia, looking over the valley where he had been born.

His best memories...

in the darkest nights, in the most horrific tortures.

here before? he

hers, a bundle of herbs slung over his back, and a sickle in

where I hid the baby, remember? The baby I saved when

kind of coincidence this

Well, we can check

on the stump of a freshly

knelt in front of her and unwrapped a

cranky hag, but in the end,

had passed out on the armchair, snoring with

Thank you.

running her fingers through his silver hair, which swayed gently in

feet, on the lush green

here years ago because she

ahead, past the lake, theres a forbidden

dares

Silas began to explain.

more Sigrid listened, the deeper her

descended to experience life as an elemental, the night was plunged into complete darkness for

devoid of light, a horrid, malevolent

magic was born

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