Female Novel
Chapter 5410
Omas’s surprise compelled him to inquire, “Back then in Northern Europe, you were accompanied byan elderly man whom you called Grandpa. But in reality, he was an orphan you had raised, wasn’t he?”
Maria smiled gently and responded, “The old man you’re referring to is Marius Cross. He was the lastabandoned baby my family adopted in Eastcliff after the July 7th Incident, just before we left for theUnited States.”
She paused briefly before continuing, “In fact, most of these children, once they reach their twenties,establish themselves with the support of my family. The assets they receive are presented as entrustedcare, but in reality, they are gifts from my family. I couldn’t even begin to fathom the extent of wealthI’ve bestowed upon them.”
“Only a select few, like Marius, share a deep bond with my family and willingly stay by our side. I lackself-defense capabilities and require someone to look after me during our nomadic existence. Apartfrom Marius, there was also an American girl born in 1942 who followed my family. Sadly, she passedaway from cancer a few years ago.”
“The owner of this house, who was adopted by my family prior to the July 7th Incident when he was justa baby, was later taken to the United States. He attended Yale University and upon graduation, Iallowed him to oversee some of my businesses in Southeast Asia. He has managed them remarkablywell and has become the wealthiest man in the region,” Maria revealed.
She continued, “Another adopted child spent years studying in the United States before returning in1963 to contribute to the motherland. Subsequently, he experienced considerable success in thefollowing years.”
Maria paused, then continued, “After coming to the United States, my family also adopted a feworphans. However, as technology advanced and the Warriors Den’s power grew stronger after WorldWar II, we became more cautious. We spent decades in island nations in the South Pacific and Indian
Ocean, continuing our adoptions. A few years ago, we journeyed to Northern Europe, where we finallyencountered you…”
Omas listened intently to Maria’s narrative, his heart stirred by a whirlwind of emotions. Mariadownplayed her experience of over three hundred years, but within that modesty lay countless miles ofarduous journeys, incredible transformations of the world and untold trials and tribulations. Therealization that Maria had endured an extraordinarily tumultuous existence over three centuries leftOmas in awe. Her past must have been rife with challenges and hardships.
After Maria finished speaking, observing Omas’s prolonged silence, she smiled and asked, “My Lord,now that you know my family has lived for so long, do you envy us?”
Omas gazed at her, gently shaking his head and sincerely replied, “I don’t envy you. In fact, I feel asense of empathy…”
“Pain?” Maria was taken aback, questioning, “Does the Young Master feel sorry for my family?”
“Yes…” Omas looked at her, nodding subtly.
Tears welled up in Maria’s eyes as she quickly turned away, mustering a forced smile. “What’s there tobe sorry for? If I were to share my family’s story with outsiders, countless individuals would be enviousto the point of despair… Yet, even as she lifted her gaze toward the ceiling, tears streamed down hercheeks uncontrollably.”
Frantically wiping away her tears, her eyes still glistening, Maria asked with a smile, “By the way, whydo you feel sorry for my family?”
Alder, his heart heavy with sympathy, explained, “At the age of one hundred, I was alreadyoverwhelmed. Now, hearing that a young girl like you has lived alone in this ever-changing world for
nearly four hundred years, including the most turbulent years of human society, the countless ups anddowns and pain you must have endured… It truly breaks my heart.”
At that moment, Maria looked at Alder, yearning to cry in front of him.
For over three centuries, she had never cherished her longevity. Instead, she had grown weary of a lifespent in hiding. Countless times, she had contemplated ending her own existence, only to abandon theidea because her father had sacrificed his life for her longevity. He had desperately wished for hisbeloved daughter to live a long life, believing that even a hundred years would not be enough, fivehundred years would be ideal. But her father’s life had been tragically cut short at the age of forty-one.
As a result, Maria gritted her teeth and persevered through countless moments on the verge ofcollapse. However, her heart had long been tormented and devastated by immortality.
Omas truly empathized with the young girl before him, even though she was nearly four hundred yearsold.
At that moment, Maria sighed, her eyes reddened and in a choked-up voice, she expressed, “Thankyou, Master, for your compassion…”
She continued, “My family has thoroughly investigated the Young Master’s past and I am aware of yourdeep-seated hatred for the Warriors Den. If you are willing, from this day forth, my family will doeverything in our power to assist you in avenging Morgana. By doing so, my family can finally bring anend to our three hundred years of fugitive life and live a normal existence…”novelbin
Omas nodded lightly, resolute as he calmly declared, “Miss Clark, fear not. Morgana has violated thelaws of heaven and killed my parents. She has attempted to exterminate my grandparents and ourentire family. I shall make her pay for this vengeance with her own blood! Morgana possessesformidable strength. Just consider how Gideon admonished the heroic spirit as he self-destructed. Thatpowerful energy he released was all the remaining means of a hero. That alone surpasses my abilities,
not to mention her three hundred years of additional experience and expertise in all matters. I cannotbe certain whether I can defeat her,” Omas confided.
Maria reassured him, “Young Master, do not be disheartened. Although Morgana may be morepowerful than you and has lived over three hundred years, she does not possess the same opportunityas the Young Master. What’s more, my family once consulted the hexagrams to discover yourwhereabouts and they revealed that you possess the spirit of a dragon entering the sea. From this, it isevident that you are the son of a dragon. Even if Morgana were to live another thousand years, theYoung Master will ultimately surpass her!”
Omas sighed, wondering, “But how many years will it take?”
Maria looked at Alder, her tone resolute as she asserted, “Regardless of how many years it may take,my family has always believed that the Young Master will triumph over your enemies. Our only wish isto witness that day with our own eyes!”
Alder, raising his right hand with some effort, glanced at the ring on his finger and chuckled wryly. “IfMorgana doesn’t possess this ring, she will only have a hundred years left to live. If I can’t eliminate herwithin this century, she will perish from old age…”
Maria laughed and responded, “My lord, there is no need to burden yourself excessively. Even ifMorgana were to die of old age, it would be too merciful for her. I must personally end her life!”
With determination burning in his eyes, Omas added, “No! If Morgana dies a natural death from oldage, it would be far too lenient. I will be the one to kill her with my own hands!”
Suddenly, a realization struck him and he blurted out, “By the way, when Gideon self-destructed, I sawa woman hiding nearby. She had remained concealed until the moment of the explosion and shepossessed reiki. She may be a Master, perhaps even another Marshal from the Warriors Den. She was
approximately ten feet away from the epicenter of the explosion. There is a chance she may still bealive!”