Just this simple sentence captured all of Astrid's attention. She slightly furrowed her brow, uncrossed her elegantly folded legs, and the sound of her high heels tapping on the floor tiles echoed through the room.
Currently, the only ones who could fully chant Elders Speech and release ancient magic were herself and that black-haired girl suspected to be an ancient human. Others, whether they were the chosen protagonists of destiny or the loli tyrants with royal blood as their cultivation foundation, could not successfully release it.
Elders Speech did not belong to any soul born in this era... From the known information, Fanya's theory was not without reason...
Gathering her thoughts, she continued reading. As more content came into view, Astrid's expression grew increasingly serious.
[Through the comparison and investigation of the arrangement of ancient spells and modern magical language, I have some new insights and consulted linguistics professor Ryan Protheus]
