After completing her self-analysis, the Hero slowly opened her eyes, a trace of realization flickering in her emerald gaze.
Although it was just a little bit, she seemed to have glimpsed the essence of that father, that man.
However, on this isolated island, even if she wanted to verify the guess in her heart, she could only temporarily suppress the impulse.
And after taking a detour, the Hero had not forgotten the original reason she came here.
The Hero turned to look beside her. She saw a petite, exquisite figure reflected in the mirror-like crystal cluster next to her, wearing a crystal flower crown and looking at the Hero with pure eyes, unblinkingly.
"Hello there."
The Hero smiled warmly, waved her hand, and took the initiative to greet.
This time, the Flower Field Master did not escape back into the crystals like a frightened little beast.
