"Was that black-haired girl your wife?"
A flicker of surprise crossed Odor's eyes at Tia's words, but he soon nodded in confirmation.
Tia looked through the window at Flora and nodded with great satisfaction.
To her, it did not matter whom her child married—even if it was her own daughter—as long as he got married.
"Darcy, can you tell me how long you've been married?"
Odor answered vaguely, "Almost sixty years."
"Then it's been almost sixty-five years." Tia placed a finger beneath her lips and spoke softly.
Hearing their conversation, Velin could not help giving his uncle a long look.
Sure enough, mothers knew their children best. Even separated by an entire lifetime, some things were difficult to change.
Moreover, his uncle could actually show a shy side.
If the occasion had been more appropriate, he truly would have wanted to record it with a Memory Crystal.
However, once his aunt learned about Darcy and the story behind him, the secret of that name would come to an end. But that did not mean the story behind the name Morienk would end as well.
The moment the Seahorse Carriage landed, Tia impatiently took Odor's hand and stepped down from the carriage.
When the door opened, Flora froze upon seeing the beautiful woman beside her husband.
"Aunt, what's wrong?"
"Ah."
"Nothing... it's nothing." Flora shook her head and replied.
Seeing the dazed look on his teacher's face, Odor was just about to step forward and explain when he realized his mother seemed to be faster than him.
"Are you worried that Odor and I have some sort of unusual relationship?"
As the breeze swept past, Xuemya saw the woman who had suddenly appeared before her aunt and instinctively wanted to activate the Kanus Wristguard.
Flora forced a smile at those words.