Celeste remained silent, unsure of what to say.
Did my mother also transmigrate to this world? Or was she originally from this world?
"Then do you know where she is right now? Why did she leave both my brother and me by ourselves in the modern world?" She continued to ask.
He turned to look out the window. Sunlight shone on his eyes, making him appear utterly holy.
"Celeste… you are too young, some things are too complicated for you, so I can't tell you anything right now. I believe your mother wouldn't want you involved in these matters either."
"But I at least want to know where she is. I want to know why she left us alone, what she is doing, and where my father is." Celeste couldn't accept that she had finally obtained some clues about the truth, but they were unwilling to tell her.
They remained deadlocked for a while.
Sylvarian chuckled. "No wonder you are her daughter; your personality is exactly the same as hers."
