The Daughter of Sorrow looked at the heart in Su Xiao's hand, her expression still unchanged. She seemed to be smiling all the time, yet there was an indescribable sadness about her.
"I yearn for it."
The Daughter of Sorrow held out her hands and pleaded with Su Xiao for her heart.
"I'm used to equal exchanges. What are you prepared to offer?"
Su Xiao extended his hand. He seemed ready to let go of the heart at any moment and let it fall into the Daughter of Sorrow's hands, but unfortunately, that was impossible.
"I have nothing."
The Daughter of Sorrow slowly lowered her hands. Though her expression barely changed, her disappointment was obvious.
"I'm sorry, sir. I have nothing."
The Daughter of Sorrow looked at Su Xiao. There was no sadness or yearning in her eyes, as if there were nothing at all.
"Sir, please let me know your name."
"Kukulin."
"Sir Kukulin, what would you like to know?"
The Daughter of Sorrow's voice remained gentle as she silently waited for Su Xiao to ask.
"What are the Old Gods?"
Su Xiao was trying—or rather, probing the importance of the Daughter of Sorrow.
"..."
The Daughter of Sorrow's mouth opened and closed. Su Xiao was certain she had said something, but it was blocked by an unknown force. As for identifying it through lip-reading, that was completely impossible. Su Xiao had only temporarily gained the ability to speak this world's language. The different pronunciations resulted in different mouth shapes, while the languages of the native worlds were all highly distinctive.
"Where is the Mage Association?"
Su Xiao changed the question.
"Southwest of Heru. The Mage Association is Heru's tallest building. Once you reach Central Street, turn right at Ataha Clothing Store, and you'll find it soon."
The Daughter