Chapter 45
Aeron remembers the first day he met the little girl standing in front of him.
Upon hearing that a horde of monsters was attacking, he rushed to assist, only to find the city already in chaos.
Canaria was one of the survivors of that city.
‘This child will definitely grow up to be great.’
Garid said while looking down at the girl asleep in his arms. Despite facing overwhelming odds, she had shown courage, cold judgment, and an unyielding spirit—qualities one wouldn’t expect from a girl who seemed to be only five or six years old.
Aeron, recalling how she had fought against the monsters, agreed with Garid.
‘So… what are you going to do? Should we look for her family?’
Even though Aeron knew it was futile, he asked the question anyway.
Her clothes were torn and tattered, her face and body filthy. While her face was cute enough to mistake her for a noble’s daughter, her ragged appearance told a different story. Her parents were either gone or had not survived the chaos.