That elderly woman was, at least, ninety years old. Her hair was silvery white. Although she was in her advanced age, she could walk steadily and there were no wrinkles on her face. If it was not for her slightly bent body, no one would be able to tell her real age.
"Hello, madam. My name is Silica Yuan." Silica stretched out her right hand, and the golden light in her palm expanded at once. A moment later, a golden beetle with two wings emerged from her palm. That was the Fate Parasites of the previous priestess. After Cynthia’s death, the Fate Parasites bonded with Silica.
"These are... These are Cynthia's Fate Parasites." The old woman's expression changed drastically. She took a few steps forward and looked at Silica in disbelief. "Are... Are you that Silica whom Cynthia chose as her successor before her death?"