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Chapter 222
Over the past fourteen years, Duchess Atlante had faced death many times. There were moments when her breath almost ceased in agonizing gasps, and times when her entire body convulsed. Yet, her firmly shut eyes had never opened.
If someone were to see the Duchess now, they would be deeply moved. Her eyes, clouded as if veiled, wandered aimlessly in the void without focus. But the simple act of her opening her eyes was truly miraculous.
However, when the sound of hurried footsteps started coming from the slightly open door...
“…”
The Duchess closed her eyes again. And she continued the recurring dream that had persisted for fourteen years, which had been briefly interrupted when her eyes opened for that moment.
In the dream, she knelt, bowing her head to the floor. The immense 'Master' before her whispered,
––Your soul belongs to me, and you are my servant.
