Vivian had clearly felt that her life was coming to an end.
This was a sense of weakness coming from the soul. Accompanying the occurrence of this feeling was the obvious aging changes of the body day after day. Vivian could smell her own death approaching.
She would probably not live for another year, she was going to die...
With a squeak, the door was pushed open. It was the children of the orphanage who had returned from the Knights Teaching Academy. There were thirty seven children of all ages, with four of them being sixteen years old. After graduating as Knights today, this would be their last day staying in the orphanage.
Upon smelling the fragrance of rice, the children rushed forward as if they were starving.
"Grandma Vivian, what are we eating today? It smells so good!"
"Grandma Vivian, Brother Muyi got a separate interview with the town governor!"
The growing children surrounded Vivian, looking at this kind-hearted grandmother.