Chapter 123 Great Gift

Elaenor Wood sat on the spacious bed in the hotel, reading "World History" in her hands.

She had a fondness for history.

To use the past as a mirror.

Moreover, having lost her memory for these few centuries, there indeed were many things she was unaware of.

The principles of the world aren't much different.

Dynastic succession, the struggle of great nations.

In essence, it's all the same trivial affairs.

Though the wheels of history roll forward relentlessly,

With each turn of the wheel, it's a repetition.

Yet those aboard the cart remain blissfully ignorant.

"Medicine God, what is the Saint doing in Star City again?"

Lazaro Ellsworth asked respectfully from the doorway.

He was a loyal servant, who never left Elaenor Wood's side.

"The Saint, ah…" Elaenor Wood flipped through the pages of the book, engrossed: "No matter what he does, his sole purpose is to find his lost memories. Star City..."