Ethan roused himself from his deep contemplation, his thoughts churning for a moment.
Observing Phito's solemn expression, Ethan let out a long sigh, saying, "I'll do my best."
Phito expressed his gratitude, and then his gaze affectionately rested on Daphne's chrysalis.
"Young friend Ethan, Daphne has had a hard life. I hope you can take her away with you."
Ethan was taken aback, his surprise evident as he asked, "Isn't Daphne a hunter from here?"
"Certainly not," Phito's expression became even more animated, a profound sense of fondness in his demeanor. "After realizing my own fate, I was steeped in sorrow, lost in my own melancholy."
"As time wore on, I gradually came to terms with the reality. I started to venture around the Celestial Blossom, and in my comings and goings, the surrounding monsters began to show me some respect. One day, a magical wolf brought a baby still in swaddling clothes to me."
