After I died, my personal maid rebelled.

The sound is like a curse, and also a judgment.

Frank roughly understood the message the archbishop wanted to convey: a sigh, a sigh of despair and anguish from an old man.

"You mean I shouldn't have taken action against the Northern Territory?"

Silence, endless silence, until the green light in those eyes went out, until the corpse could no longer utter a sound, Frank still hadn't gotten the answer he wanted.

The only certainty is that he was a foolish king who thought he could control everything and knew nothing about the world.

Lies, deception, concealment, secrecy...

A profound sense of bewilderment enveloped Frank. He staggered around, turned as if grasping at a straw, and strode toward the underground prison.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

Charles, who was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses, hurriedly chased after them. The torches, flickering under the wind pressure, quickly dissipated into the deeper darkness.

……

"Is this my memory?"

In the private lounge of the Duke of Ice City's mansion, Luna, who had suddenly woken up from the sofa, shook her head vigorously before sitting up straight.

If she wasn't mistaken, the story just now took place in her second life, but since it was clearly her own memory, why did the story begin from Frank's perspective?

"This is the first time I've encountered a situation like this."

Unable to explore any more memories, Lilith withdrew her hand, which had turned into black smoke. She was also somewhat bewildered. Luna's past life memories were indeed difficult to access, but no matter how many mistakes were made, they would not jump to someone else's perspective.

Is it a problem with his own abilities, or is Luna's situation too special?

Lilith blinked. If she was a lock-picking expert, then Luna was a ruthless person who built her memory gate into the style of a city gate and used thousands of pounds of wood as a bolt.

"That shouldn't be the case, unless... your consciousness was inside Frank's body at the time?! Or did you use some method to guide Frank step by step to release you?"

Faced with this outrageous guess, Luna and Lilith stared at each other, then simultaneously looked away, lost in thought.

The first thing that can be confirmed is that it is a memory from the second life.

The background has been clearly stated: Duke Oswald was killed in battle, Luna was captured, and the people of the Northern Territory plotted a rebellion, which is no different from the descriptions given by the people of the Second Emperor.

"The second Duke of Oswald, your current brother, would not have been able to start this fire without his concern for his people."

Lilith's timely intelligence prompted Luna to consider the next steps.

"Next came the Mage's Guild. They captured me and imprisoned me in the Holy See's underground dungeon... and you were their accomplice. What do you think they're planning?"

"Accomplice..." Lilith raised an eyebrow, then answered seriously.

"The most logical deduction is that they intend to use your identity to force the stubborn forces in the Northern Territory to submit. But before that, you had already handed over the power to command the Northern Army to Elene. Um... for a woman like Elene, she probably wants to avenge Oswald more than your safety."

"Or rather, she will definitely try to seize the Heart of Prayer to resurrect Oswald."

Luna got up and poured herself and Lilith another glass of wine. She felt even more tired after waking up. She took a deep breath to refresh herself and agreed with Lilith's deduction.

"In politics, I have lost my value, so the people from the Mage's Association are after me personally. My greatest value is the power bestowed upon me by the Goddess of Law."

"Annie..."

The wine glass in his hand was suddenly crushed, and red wine spilled all over the floor.

Luna suddenly remembered Annie, who was unable to awaken her power. Jenny and Chuguang's deductions proved that Annie should be an eternally burning flame, but what she ultimately showed was the coldness of ashes.

So is it possible that Annie has already been stripped of her power, and that she herself is their next target, discovered unintentionally?

"Lilith! Could you grant me more memories, go a little deeper?"

Luna shook the wine off her hands and looked at Lilith with a solemn expression.

Frowning, Lilith handed over a handkerchief and sighed, "You must be the kind of person who can drink until you can't walk and still keep a clear head, right?"

"Your defenses are too strong, Luna. Delving into your memories is an extremely dangerous thing. Haven't you realized it yet? The storm that could destroy everything is awakening within you."

"I've only found you a crack; the key to unlocking the past and the future has always been in your own hands."

After leaving Luna with even more questions, Lilith, who had made a firm promise, embarked on her journey south to find her husband. In this world, life and death are difficult to define, and perhaps for Lilith, the only proof that she is still alive is the attachment in her heart.

Having bid farewell to her former enemies, Luna, unable to sleep any longer, returned to her office and collapsed into her large chair. As dawn broke, a few warm rays of sunlight shone on her long, flowing hair, captivating Serafina, who had quietly approached.

"Mother!"

Little Serafina poked her head out of the door. Even dogs dislike three-year-olds; they are full of energy and haven't yet developed a good routine.

However, recently, Serafina has rarely crawled into her bed at night, probably because Luna slept with Elene for a while, unintentionally cultivating the child's habit of sleeping alone.

"You're up so early, come here."

Luna waved to her, and Serafina skipped and hopped behind the desk, climbing up Luna's leg into her arms.

"I'll help the gardener water the flowers, and after lunch, I'll learn to write with the housekeeper. After that..."

While tying Serafina's hair, Luna responded to Serafina's daily schedule report. She felt a little emotional. What if such a cheerful child felt inferior when she found out who her biological parents were?

"Little Sena, someone came to see you yesterday, someone who is very important to you."

As soon as Luna finished speaking, Serafina turned her head and stared at Luna for a long time, looking curious and waiting for what she would say next.

"Go water the little flowers."

Luna, having finished braiding her hair, patted her head. Serafina nodded vigorously and hummed in agreement before running off again.

Past, future...

With nothing to do again, Luna propped her head up with her hand and tapped the table with her fingers. She knew that thinking too much was useless; dwelling on the past was less important than living well in the present.

But she could never forget that overwhelming sadness, that pain of standing in despair, losing everything, and only wanting to let out a final scream.

Now, she has a new question: what exactly did Frank do in the story?

Could it be that I'm really controlling everything?