The hero's gender is yet to be determined after rebirth.

Chapter 227 School Bullying Never Stops, Hero's Daughter Loves to Stalk

Anyone could see that Lorenwei was clearly unhappy.

Sally was so frightened by Lorenve's attitude that she didn't dare to speak for a moment, her big eyes looking at her cautiously.

Lorenwei knew she had spoken a bit harshly and seemed somewhat arbitrary to others, so she took a sip of her milk tea and remained silent.

Normally, Kurara and Sylph would definitely try to ease the tension, but faced with a [hen] trying to squeeze into the nest to lay an egg, they tacitly remained silent.

After a long silence, Sally couldn't hold back any longer. She desperately wanted to know the basis for her judgment: "I'm sorry, perhaps I've offended you, but please forgive me. I'd like to hear why you made this judgment."

Lorenwei said, "People whose ancestors did not have blond blood will not have blond descendants. The country that Sword Saint Mu Zhe came from before he transmigrated to was a rather... well, you could say a conservative country. There was almost no blond blood in that country."

It can't be explained by genetics; Lorenwei only states the conclusion.

“I understand, but just because there are almost no blonde bloodlines doesn’t mean there aren’t any, right?” Sally unconsciously twirled the end of her blonde hair with one hand, thought for a moment, and asked, “Also, I’m sorry, I don’t mean to offend you, but this matter concerns my identity, and I need to understand it clearly: if there are no blonde bloodlines, then there won’t be any blonde descendants, so how was the first blonde person born?”

“...That’s like arguing about which came first, the chicken or the egg.” Lorenwei didn’t give a direct answer, but thought to herself: This girl is quick-witted; she actually thought of this kind of logical problem.

But Lorenwei knew that genetic science in another world had already explained the reason for the birth of blonde hair: gene mutation.

However, the probability of this being inherited from one's past life is extremely low, and since one has no idea how one ended up with a daughter, the probability can be ruled out.

Sylph was the only one present who knew that Lorenwei was the hero Mu Zhe in her past life. Hearing Lorenwei's firm denial, she felt much relieved. However, her gaze towards Sally grew even sharper.

Like Lorenwei, the female elf believed that the girl was mostly an imposter.

“Um… let me ask one more question. Have you heard from the esteemed Cardinal and the Great Sage whether Mu Zhe has any descendants? Or is it true that he never had any… cough cough…” Sally nervously loosened her hand from her hair, placed it on her knees with slight embarrassment, hesitated for a moment, and then said in a low voice with a blushing face, “One… one night of passion?”

“I’m sorry, no, absolutely not.” Lorenwei said with great certainty, “Even before the hero Mu Zhe became fully famous, he was already almost inseparable from his teammates. In particular, there was a female elf teammate who kept an eye on him every day, so there was no way he could sneak out for a one-night stand.”

Sylph was taken aback for a moment, then quickly realized what she meant and couldn't help but smile. But her smile quickly turned into a coquettish anger, and she playfully tapped Lorenvi's hand.

Others didn't think much of it, but they felt that Lorenve had mentioned a female elf, and Sylph, as a member of her own race, was bothered by it.

“I see. I’m sorry to have disturbed you.” Sally stood up, placed her hands across her chest in a martial arts gesture, and bowed slightly. “Thank you for your guidance.”

She turned and walked outside.

Kurara and Sylph were both a little surprised. They didn't expect that the other party had come specifically to verify the hero's bloodline. Could it be that he was trying to squeeze into their group?

Lorenwei looked towards the door and saw only Sally's somewhat forlorn figure.

When she arrived, Sally was slender and graceful, but now she hung her head, looking utterly dejected.

Clearly, he had received the most disappointing answer from Lorenwei.

Was she genuinely trying to confirm whether she was the Sword Saint's daughter, or an imposter? Lorenwei was somewhat surprised; this desolation didn't seem feigned. Perhaps she had wronged her?

If it were an imposter, they would probably be eager to uncover the mystery, and would even try various ways to cover it up.

Lorenwei got up, wanting to go up and ask a few more questions, but as soon as she moved, Kurara and Sylph's eyes followed her.

Kurara and Sylph were both intelligent women, and they didn't stop Lorenwei at this moment. Although they didn't say anything, Lorenwei still stopped in her tracks.

It's better to put an end to her hopes; at least she's definitely not my posthumous child from my past life.

Speaking of which, those who enrolled this year should be around fourteen years old. If it's a posthumous child, wouldn't it be something I left behind before I defeated the Demon King? Hahaha, impossible. Sylph was right behind me back then; she definitely didn't have a chance to have a one-night stand with anyone else.

Although he did have a slight urge to try it out when he knew he was going to die, seeing Silph so arrogantly crawl into his tent, he used the excuse of losing a bet to lie in the tent with her for the night...

Yes, I just lay there all night and did nothing. However, knowing Silph's resolute decision, I shouldn't go and try something new elsewhere.

Lorenwei sighed with a touch of melancholy.

"You can't bear to part with it? Then why don't you chase after it?" Kurara laughed.

Knowing it was sarcasm and a potentially disastrous question, Luo Renwei quickly clarified: "No, no, I don't want to have any further involvement with her."

"Then why are you sighing?" Siruf walked over.

"Believe it or not, I sighed because I was thinking of you?" Lorenwei looked at Sylph.

Sylph was taken aback: "Thinking of me?"

Looking at the stunningly beautiful Sylph, Lorenvi couldn't help but sigh: It was truly the right choice not to spend the night with her as a dying hero back then. Elves are a long-lived race, and now she's found her again, and even gained a considerable amount in return…

Lorenwei glanced at Sylph and thought, "Look at this breastplate, which is several levels stronger than the one worn by the blonde elf... It definitely makes you feel that you really made the right bet."

Seeing that Lorenwei didn't explain further, Sylph asked curiously, "I'm asking you, why did you sigh?"

She noticed Lorenve glancing at her chest and wondered if she was comparing her to Sally? But she wasn't worried about comparing herself to her; she was quite confident in that area! Only someone like Kurara, with her cow-like breasts, could really compare…

"No, actually it wasn't a sigh, it was a sigh. And, actually, I wanted to smile." Lorenwei smiled, her hands behind her back as if she were completely satisfied, and walked out without even taking her milk tea cup.

Sylph was puzzled and clicked her tongue, saying, "That's weird."

Kuralala, looking relaxed, joined Sylph and left with Lorenve.

"Don't run into Sally, or you'll get entangled with her again and things could get complicated." Lorenwei turned back and smiled at Sylph, then led the way down the path.

"You're smart," Siruf said with satisfaction.

The four of them took a detour to leave the bubble tea shop area, but they didn't expect that by deliberately taking a detour, they would run into Sally again on the detour.

However, it was at the corner of the alley that Sally was found talking to someone.

Lorenwei immediately stopped in her tracks.

It wasn't intentional eavesdropping, but at least Bulpo didn't lower his voice: "Sally, I've told you before, even if the headmaster recommends you to study with me, I won't agree. Your biggest bottleneck is that your emotions aren't strong enough to support further improvement."

Sally, being a swordswoman, was not aware of Lorenwei and the others' arrival. She bowed slightly and humbly said to Bulpo, "Please give me your guidance, mentor. I will definitely study hard."

Bourbo naturally noticed that Lorenwei and the others were nearby, but he didn't say anything. He just said to Sally with a serious expression, "Don't call me mentor. I haven't acknowledged you yet. Sally, you have excellent talent, but you are not yet a rough diamond that can become a hero. The problem is that there is something called inferiority in your heart, which can be called a mental obstacle. You are very clear about this."

“Yes…” Sally’s voice was very low.

“Come find me again once you’ve overcome this problem,” Burbo said, and then turned to leave.

"No need to say more, you only have two choices: either completely overcome your inferiority complex, or build your confidence! To become strong, the mind is always a shackle. If that shackle isn't removed, I have no interest in wasting my time guiding you!" Burbo flicked the long sleeves of his magician's robe and turned to leave.

Sally quickly stopped her: "Teacher, Sally wants to..."

Bulpo, still in the act of turning to leave, turned back and said, "You want to confirm that you are a descendant of the hero, so you can have confidence, right? Then go and prove it. Lorenvi denied it just now, right? I could tell from your spirit, but that's not the final word. Go and ask your mother, and have that keepsake left by the hero appraised. There might still be a glimmer of hope?"

Those eavesdropping, including Lorenwei, could tell that Bulbo still cared for Sally. Although he refused to take on apprentices, he was still willing to help.

Sally hesitated and said, "But Lorenve has already said that the descendants of heroes cannot be blonde."

"Think it through! You think you can't succeed, so you don't even try! That's exactly the kind of mentality I'm talking about that's not worth cultivating!" Burbo shouted angrily, his face showing his rage, and then he left.

“Yes… thank you for your guidance, mentor.” Sally thanked him again in the direction where Bulbo had left.

Lorenwei quickly retreated to a corner where she couldn't be seen, and thought about it carefully.

"What are you planning?" Kurara whispered in her ear.

"Haha, I want to see what kind of hero she possesses," Lorenwei laughed, scratching the back of her head.

"Really?"

"real."

"You clearly just want to spend more time with her, and this is..."

“No, I’m going to follow her secretly,” Lorenwei whispered. “If she listens to Bulpo’s advice, she will definitely go looking for her mother. I want to see what kind of token it is.”

"Following us? The four of us?"

Lorenwei smiled wryly: "Of course it's just me, otherwise four people wouldn't be called following, it would be called escorting."

Kurala thought it made sense, but it seemed a bit risky for Lorenwei to go alone... well, how should I put it, I had this feeling of unease about her husband going out...

“I’ll go with you.” Sylph also wanted to see what the token was, perhaps it could be the key to restoring her memories.

“Sylph is quite agile as an archer, so she shouldn’t be easily exposed,” Lorenwei nodded.

She knew that Kurara wouldn't feel at ease if she didn't bring a girl with her. But Kurara was a knight, not suited for stalking.

"Seriously, this is discrimination against knights."

Lorenwei laughed and said, "You've already called yourself a knight, so don't blame people for discriminating against you."

"Who has time to play puns with you? Go chase after her and follow her, the beauty is about to go far away." Kula patted Lorenwei.

Clever Kurara knew that a woman couldn't keep a man by her side forever. With Siluf around, she could rest assured and ensure that the hen wouldn't easily steal the nest.

As for the threat posed by Sylph... the hen already in the nest can be ignored. The choice between external invasion and internal family conflict is obvious.

And so, Lorenve and Sylph began their stalking...

Be careful not to get caught. Oh dear, if only there were an alarm like in a game. Lorenvi cautiously led Sylph in their pursuit.

It was extremely difficult, after all, this was an academy, not the wilderness. Not only was it easy for Sally to spot them, but even the other students could easily notice Lorenvie. So Lorenvie and Sylph could only follow Sally from a distance, and sometimes they even had to take a long detour to catch up with her in another place.

Fortunately, Sally was somewhat distracted, perhaps because Lorenvi's harsh denial had almost shattered her hopes, so she was completely unaware of Lorenvi and Sylph following her.

Sally did indeed head out of the academy. Lorenwei thought to herself that she had made the right decision in following her.

As they were about to leave the academy, several girls seemed to know Sally well.

"Oh dear, my apologies, it's actually Sally, the daughter of the hero," a tall girl said sarcastically.

Sally didn't answer, and lowered her head to walk over.

"Huh? Ignoring us?" Another shorter girl blocked her way.

When Sally still ignored her and was about to walk around to the other side, the tall girl laughed and said, "No, don't wrong her, it was just a slip of the tongue."

"Oh dear, how could you have called me by the wrong name? It's not wrong, is it?" The third girl also spoke up, her tone equally strange and full of exaggerated charm.

The tall girl laughed and said, "Wrong, wrong, I should be called the daughter of the fortune teller!"

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!"

A burst of laughter.

“…” Sally placed her hand on the hilt of the sword at her waist.

The tall girl laughed and said, "What? You want to fight? The school forbids students from fighting each other. Fighting will be punished!"

"Given your status, if our family were to use any means necessary, you'd likely be expelled!"

"If you want to fight, it has to be in the classroom training ground. It's just a pity that we are all nobles, and we take specially hired courses, so you can't come!"

"Hahaha—" Another burst of laughter.