Ai Li?
Ailirela?
The name that Hunter Old Sang used for the Banshee seemed like a crucial clue, connecting all the fragmented inspirations and discoveries Xia Nan had gathered in his mind up to this point.
The name "Ailirela" engraved on the tombstone, Sarah's delicate features that set her apart from other villagers, and her ears constantly hidden under a felt hat, the Banshee standing close to Old Sang, who used to be part of the Elf race...
So, Sarah's deceased mother, Hunter Old Sang's Elven wife, is this Banshee right in front of us?
Xia Nan's mind was racing, and he felt a sudden sense of clarity. The oddities and subsequent doubts he had vaguely sensed since arriving at Ice Tree Village now had answers.
Suddenly, his high Perception Attribute, reaching 14 points, instinctively made him realize something else.
His gaze unconsciously moved upward, away from Old Sang and the Banshee in front of him, to a treetop not far behind them, diagonally across a tall cedar tree.
