"But there was a war between us."
"That was just a misunderstanding."
Fang Hong wanted to say more, but Miss Fairy softly spoke: "In the last era of the Holy Chosen, such a situation also occurred. The lower populace didn't understand you. Mortal memories of history are inherently limited, so misunderstandings arise easily—this is precisely why the Holy Sanctuary chooses to continuously preserve knowledge, passing down the legacy of the Ancients to the present."
Fang Hong was somewhat surprised: "The last era of the Holy Chosen?"
Tata shook her head: "I'm not entirely sure, but in my knowledge memory, there was indeed such an era."
The contemporary humans were not the first to set foot in Eteliria.
There was also the last era of the Holy Chosen.
Fang Hong's heart was filled with astonishment.
He didn't know if he was simply ignorant or if it was indeed an earth-shattering secret.
