âYou just have to wait in the reception room for a while. Please wait there and the attendant will come to bring you over soon.â
âYes.â
The attendant holding Enochâs request for an audience disappeared into the Imperial Palace. As he was walking through the hallway, another employee came to find him in no time.
âI wouldnât be able to act anyway, but the environment is quite strict.â
There were dozens of knights surrounding Enoch now. Their eyes were poling as if he was stabbing them with a needle. It was really somethingâŚâŚ.
There were mixed evaluations of the Emperor of Charope this time.
It was said that the things he was doing were not as elegant as the municipal servants, but the handling of his work was delicate and sophisticated.
However, there were many who said he was insidious. Not only Charope, but among the things related to the situation of the empire, there was nothing that did not escape the eyes of the Emperor of Charope. In other words, he knew everything.
If that was true, he might know that Enoch was coming today and that Clemingtonâs chancellor had arrived.
He wrapped his arms around himself in an unknown horror.
âEnoch Clemington, I will guide you to the reception room.â
âYes.â
The road was desolate for some reason.
Everything seemed to be watching him.
*
Currently, Abella had a lot of clutter in her head.
She was looking at the information caught in the information network that had been built around Yuri. Once every morning. A thick, anonymous letter reached her. Why were there so many people showing suspicious behavior these days?
Grand Madam Sirius was staying in her mansion. According to the maid who worked in the house, the Grand Madam wanted Arsene and Abella to break up.
âSigh.â
Abella chewed her lips. What kind of person was the Duchess of Sirius? Â She was a compassionate and affectionate person. However, Abella couldnât believe any of her own memories now. The memory errors that she had to go through many times drowned Abella in a swamp of disbelief.
Uh.
By any chance.
âIs Arsene related to the past?â
Her heart thumped and sank down, her head spinning.
Abella touched her head. The pain, now that she was used to it, seeped into her like a mist.
âThat canât be trueâŚâ Abellaâs voice trembled.
âItâs your fault, AbellaâŚâŚ.â
âThere are so many things that are important to you.â
Her head rang out loudly. The confused memory did not even remember the owner of the voice. It just seemed that Abellaâs heart would burst like a criminal on chains. Abella took a deep breath.
âYou only need me.â
The young voice that was glistening with madness was familiar and unfamiliar at the same time. Abella blinked her eyes desperately.
âWhat the hell is thisâŚâ
Abella swallowed a groan with clenched teeth. She felt that it was impossible to roam her memory any more. Her head became muddy, and her unbearable headache was intensifying. At this rate, it felt like she was going to lose her mind and collapse again like before.
Abella took a deep breath.
After almost losing her mind, she forgot everything she thought of before. As if she had never thought of it in the first place.
And now that the headache was slowly subsiding, only her memories remained.
ââŚâŚIs it just not going to exceed the limit?â
For example, the limit of recalling all her past memories.
Who the hell distorted Abellaâs memory? And for what?
Someone of malice to erase his own actions or someone of goodwill to AbellaâŚ..
It would be to protect her.
At this moment, she didnât know why Cade came to mind.
Abella shook her head slowly and rummaged through the letters. In it, both useful and useless information were tangled together.
Among them, what caught Abellaâs attention was the story of the smuggling of âClemingtonâs chancellorâ and âEnoch Clemingtonâ in the imperial castle.
âNow what could this be?â Abella frowned.
She knew Enoch was Clemingtonâs distant royalty. But after the chancellor entered the country, he went to the Imperial Palace? There could be no connection between the two cases.
She knew there wasnât anyone to believe, but there must be something that even Enoch was hiding.
No. In fact, even if she had to guess, she would have hoped he would not do that.
Abella rubbed her chin.
Enoch Clemington.
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The reason she believed in him without doubt was because Enoch had never had contact with Clemington. Abella wrote an anonymous letter.
[Learn about Enoch Clemington.]
When she received this letter, Yuri would clearly say, âI see. In the beginning, you said you shouldnât believe people with such a surname, right?â