"Perhaps the last time I left was before the rifts toward the other world were closed."
Her words echoed in the air while everyone listened with intense attention… even me.
It took a few moments for me to understand what she meant.
I looked at Arthania from head to toe before asking,
"Arthania, how old are you?"
She turned her head toward me while smiling. "Don't get ahead of yourself because I called you handsome. You're far too young for me… but since you asked."
"Let's say more than three hundred years… or maybe four hundred… it's hard to remember after the cycle of night and day changed."
I looked at the beautiful woman beside me while reevaluating my thoughts about her.
Three hundred years… perhaps she was the oldest person I had ever met in my entire life. It wasn't as if it were impossible for superhumans to live that long, in fact it made perfect sense.
After all, those of Rank 3 could live for more than one hundred and fifty years.
