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

But Lorenwei stopped in her tracks.

She noticed that Sally refused to erase those words for a long time, just staring at them blankly.

Lorenwei hesitated.

Just then, a surprised voice came from inside the dilapidated house: "Oh? Sally? Sally?"

"Oh, Mom, what's wrong?" Sally rushed into the house.

"How come the crack in the crystal ball disappeared? That's strange."

“I…I had someone fix it,” came Sally’s voice.

"You child, you can't lie! Where are the gold coins I gave you to exchange for equipment? Show them to me."

"I bought, I bought equipment."

"Where is that equipment? I can't see it."

"I'm ordering, I'm ordering..."

Lorenwei, who was secretly eavesdropping by the window, covered her face, feeling ashamed for Sally.

"You're such a spendthrift! I'm getting old and I'll be counting on you to earn money and support me. Why do you need to buy a new crystal ball? Wouldn't it be better if you got a new set of equipment and I waited for you to take care of me in my old age?!"

"Mom, I... I just spent some money to repair it, and... I still have some left..."

“Sally, you'd better not lie to your mother, or you'll develop a stutter…”

"……All right."

……

Stop eavesdropping and walk away.

Soon, Sally came out again, intending to continue erasing the remaining graffiti.

But she saw Lorenwei standing in the distance outside.

"Huh? Lorenve?" Sally was stunned for a moment, but quickly turned around, grabbed a rag, and ran to the place in the room where the words had been written. She quickly wiped away the keywords "Sword Saint Hero's Daughter" with the rag.

"No need to wipe it, I saw it." Lorenwei walked over, her voice cold and ruthless.

“Ah…” Sally blushed and didn’t dare to turn around.

She instinctively wanted to run inside.

But as soon as she stepped into the house, Lorenwei behind her spoke in an even colder voice: "Sword Saint's daughter, you have two choices."

Upon hearing this address, Sally clenched her hands tightly, the rag dripping wet from her grip.

“I…I’m not…” Sally lowered her head, not daring to look back.

This beautiful voice belongs to Lorenwei, a descendant of a hero.

It was too obvious; only Lorenwei could have such a voice. Sally felt incredibly envious.

It was a voice unlike anyone else's, as if every word had an alluring magnetism. Sally had even secretly thought that if it weren't a woman's voice, but a man's, any girl would fall head over heels.

"Does it matter to you whether it is or not?" Lorenwei asked.

The voice that spoke was devoid of any emotion.

Sally felt a sense of injustice.

I always thought Lorenve was kind to people, so why is she treating me like this? Why is she speaking to me so coldly without a trace of gentleness?

Lorenwei's words were so cold, they even pierced her heart, leaving the girl with no room for the fantasy that Lorenwei was so special to her.

An ordinary woman might have a wonderful fantasy of a domineering CEO falling in love with her and being fierce to her every day, but Sally... wouldn't!

"Is the impact significant?" Lorenwei pressed further.

“I, I…” Sally answered after a long pause.

Just then, the fortune teller's mother in the room heard a voice outside: "Hey? Sally, who are you talking to?"

"It's nothing." Sally quickly retreated and did not go back into the house.

She feared that if Lorenwei followed her into the room, her mother might say something inappropriate. Perhaps, she would even offer herself to Lorenwei.

"Let's talk somewhere else," Lorenwei said, anticipating this possibility, and turned to leave.

Sally hesitated for a moment.

Hearing no footsteps behind her, Lorenwei slowly said, "Whether you are the daughter of the Sword Saint or not, you shouldn't be afraid to talk to someone who has helped you, right?"

Then, ignoring whether Sally followed, she walked straight to a rock not far away, and with a light jump, sat on the rock, which was almost as tall as a person, waiting for Sally to come over.

People who have helped you.

This word forced Sally to come with Lorenwei.

This was something Lorenwei said on purpose.

Sally has a severe inferiority complex, and anyone can tell when they see her being bullied.

Sally watched as Lorenve walked away, knowing that she had spoken because she didn't want to be disturbed.

Should we walk to the edge of the woods and talk to her?

Sally hesitated for a moment.

Coming from a poor family and possessing striking beauty, Sally was always extremely wary. Having never been alone with a man before, she hesitated, unwilling to go out alone with Lorenvey.

Thankfully, this is Lorenwei.

If any other man had done this in front of her, Sally would have been extremely wary. However, she knew that Lorenve wouldn't do anything, nor could she do anything.

However, Sally's approach now still seemed somewhat hesitant.

"Am I the lord's lecherous son? Or am I going to seize your noble son?" Lorenwei said with a serious expression.

Sally sensed Lorenwei's displeasure and quickly said, "I'm sorry, I... I was embarrassed that you saw me behaving like that..."

"What did you see? Excuse me?" Lorenwei gave a fake laugh, but still said in a nonchalant tone, "Changing clothes? Doing something naughty? Or looking at the words on the wall?"

"You saw me changing clothes..." Sally blushed and nervously clutched the hem of her skirt.

However, she understood the sarcasm in Lorenve's words.

The words on the wall clearly indicated that Lorenwei was referring to her looking at the Sword Saint's daughter.

"I'm so sorry..." Sally's face was even redder than when she thought about Lorenve seeing her changing clothes.

“Why do you have to apologize?” Lorenwei stepped down from the rock. “Perhaps I should apologize. I shouldn’t have stood on that high rock to speak to you, just as I was born into a higher position than you.”

“…” Sally paused for a moment, looking at Lorenwei.

"Have you ever thought that if you were me, the daughter of a hero recognized by everyone, would your life be happier? Just like I was sitting high up there just now?"

“…” Sally still did not answer.

“Sally, I’m speaking to you now not as a descendant of a hero, but as a friend I’ve only met these past few days. My words may be harsh, but I don’t want to offer advice as an outsider who is more detached than you. I’m not trying to comfort you, but to help you recognize your true self.”

"Know yourself?"

“Yes, Sally, you know very well why your mentor, Burpo, has never accepted you as a disciple before, right?”

Sally hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Lorenwei challenged her: "You're even hesitant to nod? Am I wrong?"

Sally took a deep breath and replied, "It's my mindset that's wrong."

"Yes, so when I saw you being bullied by your classmates and questioned about whether you were the daughter of the Sword Saint, you didn't refute or fight back."

Sally whispered, "They didn't actually do anything, and they didn't hurt me..."

"They practically stepped on your face! And they haven't actually done anything? They haven't hurt you?" Lorenwei said angrily. "Your house has been plastered with these insulting words, what more do you want?"

"I...I have no evidence to prove it..."

"Evidence? You want to confirm whether you are the Sword Saint's daughter?"

"right……"

"Have you forgotten what I told you before?"

"I remember, I remember it very clearly. So, I have no way to refute my classmate..."

"..." Lorenwei looked at Sally, who was looking down and not daring to look at her, and didn't know what to say. After a moment, she said, "Then I want to know, if you really are the daughter of the Sword Saint, can you build up your confidence?"

“…Yes!” Sally raised her face, but lowered it again the moment she saw Lorenwei.

"I see. You feel inferior after seeing the hero's daughter, cough, and my descendant?"

“…” Sally didn’t say anything.

Sally nervously clutched the hem of her skirt, just like a good student who had been scolded by the teacher for doing something wrong.

She was on the verge of crying.

Lorenwei pressed aggressively, "Sally, if you really think being the Sword Saint's daughter is so important, why can't you firmly believe that you are the Sword Saint's daughter?"

Sally's gaze lingered on her feet: "I... I'm very likely not..."

Why do you think that?

"..."

"Because you think there's a very high chance your mother is lying?!"

“…” Sally suddenly looked up.

In that instant, Lorenwei saw tears welling up in Sally's eyes.

Lorenwei's heart softened, and her voice became gentle: "I'm sorry, I went too far. But I think there are still relics that can prove it."

“That…that might have been bought by my mother…” Sally’s voice was already choked with sobs.

Lorenwei looked at Sally, but Sally lowered her head again.

“Sally, I’m telling you this seriously.”

Sally slowly raised her head.

Lorenwei slowly said, "You have two paths to take. One is to abandon any illusion that the Sword Saint or Hero is your father, and walk your own path, constantly cultivating yourself to become a Sword Saint! The other is to consider yourself the daughter of a Sword Saint, take the Sword Saint or Hero as your role model, and strive continuously towards your life goal!"