Chapter 146:

Chapter 146:

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Dolores hasnt come back?

After a while, Juliet, who returned to the Counts residence, was informed that Dolores hadnt come to the mansion.

Yes, I think she might have already escaped from the imperial palace.

But to Juliet, this explanation was hard to accept.

There was no reason for Dolores to go through the trouble of escaping.

She wasnt forcibly confined, and it was odd that she had disappeared from the palace.

Moreover, the way she had looked at Dahlia was concerning. Perhaps it was more of a disappearance than an escape.

I had a few more questions for Dolores.

For example, about the method of stealing someone elses spirit.

Juliet was lost in thought.

Dolores had said that Marquis Guinness had trained her in the method of stealing other peoples spirits.

It was also due to such training that they were certain they had stolen control of the butterfly creature from Juliet, who they believed was under hypnosis.

What a shame.

However, as soon as Juliet entered the house, she completely forgot about Dolores.

Grandfather?

Juliet.

For some reason, things seemed hectic. The small yard of the Counts house was filled with people packing.

With a stunned look on her face, Juliet blinked and asked:

Youre leaving?

Yes, some urgent matters have come up.

Upon returning home, Lionel Lebatan had finished preparing to leave and was waiting for Juliet.

Juliet hesitated and held onto her grandfather.

But all of a sudden?

Im sorry.

Only after hearing Lionels reply did Juliet recall that he was a wanted man. It was risky for him to have come here to see Juliet in secret.

I shouldnt press him.

Eshel was in the living room, waiting for Juliet with a stack of books.

Dont worry too much. Its not like youll never see him again. Instead, you should read this with me.

Saying this, he tapped on the stack of books on the table.

Whats this?

So are they broken up now?

Ah, thats a bit complicated.

I heard they broke up.

But at the last ballroom, everyone clearly saw.

The aristocrats who were gossiping excitedly suddenly shut their mouths.

Many of the aristocrats present at the event had been present when Duke Carlyle had drawn his sword in anger.

Thats right. Thats the strange part.

So, they havent broken up yet?

The Duke has never taken back a woman hes broken up with, so perhaps

Thats right. It was Juliet Monad who tirelessly chased the Duke for a whopping 7 years.

It was so embarrassing to watch. What kind of woman has no pride

Surrounded by people, Elizabeth suddenly glanced towards the entrance.

For a moment, everyone closed their mouths and looked in the same direction. Juliet Monad, whom they had just been discussing, had just entered.

Oh, shes so shameless.

She attended again today.

Ignoring the murmuring people, Juliet dismounted from her horse.

It was customary to ride a horse instead of a carriage to the Lenten event.

Only the closest people to the imperial family or descendants of noble families with a long heritage were invited to todays event.

It was a gathering to welcome the delegation from Lucerne in anticipation of Lent.

Elizabeth has incredible healing powers.

As soon as Juliet arrived at the riding track, the Empress began to sing praises about Elizabeth to the surrounding delegates.

I happened to see Elizabeth taking care of the sick in Varen. She has such a kind heart.

You flatter me, Your Majesty. I merely did what I should.

While it wasnt particularly rare for non-priests to have healing abilities, Juliet recently revisited memories from the past.

Captured by the thought that her child might be taken away and, overwhelmed with fear, the one who extended a hand to the fleeing Juliet was none other than Dahlia.

Ill help you.

Kindly preparing even a plan for her escape.

Such suspicious kindness, but the naive past-Juliet couldnt doubt her.

Rumor had it that the woman graciously situated in the eastern tower was unlike her, bright and pure, and a miraculous prophetic girl loved by the Pope.

Riding was one of Juliets few specialties. Ironically, on the day she tried to escape on a horse, she couldnt control the frantic horse and fell before she even got out of the northern forest.

And the woman who gave her that horse was right in front of her.

Was it really a coincidence that such a woman brought up memories from Juliets unforgettable past?