Chapter 119: 119 — A Decade Old Promise

"Please, tell me what promise you made to Mother." Cynthia clasped his hand in hers, her eyes filled with urgency. She needed answers—desperately. Perhaps he held the knowledge she had been scouring the magic books for.

Vincent, who had always been devoted to studying magic and had insisted on becoming a mage professor, might have delved deeper into this field than she ever had. After all, she had been avoiding magic for years now.

"Please answer me," she pleaded, her voice trembling, a gasp escaping her lips. Her heart raced, caught between the excitement of discovery and the fear of the secrets she might uncover. "I need to know. It's very important to me."

She waited, but her brother remained silent. "do not just keep quiet," she pressed.