Chapter 152:

Chapter 152:

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As is common with imaginative children, Juliet occasionally suffered from vivid dreams.

They were dreams so clear, as if she had seen them herself. They were more often nightmares than happy ones.

[Hurry!]

An unknown middle-aged couple was running down a familiar corridor.

The couple, constantly looking around, was holding something tightly in their arms. Wrapped in cloth was a little girl with an angelic face and blonde hair.

The girl lay motionless, as if asleep.

[We have to run now!]

Though Juliet had never seen these people before, she already knew who they were.

They were the Fran couple, who had worked at the Dukes Castle in the North.

In the midst of their frantic escape, the wife grabbed her husband.

[Honey, are you sure this is okay?]

[Stop saying stupid things now! Do you not know what this is?]

The husband snapped angrily.

Under the torchlight, greedy eyes sparkled unnaturally.

As if driven by some obsession.

[With this, well become very rich!]

[Okay, I understand]

They started running away again.

However, Juliet could clearly see. When the husband turned, he no longer held the blonde girl.

What he wrapped and held wasnt a child, but a sparkling golden crown.

Juliet stood still until they left the corridor.

Surely, 20 years ago, the couple who worked at the Duchy ran away with the Dukes treasure along with their young daughter.

The Fran couple didnt have a child.

But a knight who had been loyal to the Duchy for generations confirmed it.

It was true that the couple had stolen the Dukes treasure, but they didnt have a daughter.

Lennox told her directly.

Say hello. This treasures name is Dahlia.

Dahlia was not their daughter but the name of the stolen treasure.

But why did she believe otherwise?

(Human memory is truly simple.)

Suddenly, a strange voice came from behind her.

(Once you believe something, its tough to realize its wrong, isnt it?)

As she turned towards the sound, her vision darkened.

(Youre awake.)

And Juliet found herself lying in a familiar bedroom.

The first to greet the awakened Juliet was neither human nor beast.

(Hello.)

Juliet stared at the black panther that suddenly appeared.

It was a familiar presence. The beast that had lurked around Lennox when they met in the square.

(We finally meet.)

Juliet calmly asked:

Are you a demon?

(Youre sharp, indeed.)

The black panther grinned.

Realizing the identity of the panther as a demon wasnt difficult. Like the butterflies that invaded Juliets dreams and toyed with her mind.

So, it was obvious that this panther was a demon.

(Yes, you humans call me a demon.)

Juliet got up and looked around. It seemed a bit dark, indicating time had passed.

What time is it?

While observing her surroundings, Juliet suddenly realized she still held the sparkling tiara in her hand.

(You seem a bit unresponsive for someone who just met me.)

The black panther leisurely commented. Juliet briefly looked at the tiara and then looked up.

Do you know me?

(How could I not?)

The demon in the form of a panther seemed to enjoy this conversation.

(Weve met many times. You might not have seen me, but Ive seen you. Recognize me now?)

(Your butterflies lost their power because they were vulnerable to that snake.)

Vulnerable?

(Even if you wholly surrender to your butterflies, as long as that snake persists, regaining their full power is impossible.)

What weakness was exploited?

(The name was revealed.)

?

The black panther spoke so seriously that Juliet was momentarily perplexed.

Snowdrop?

(Yes, that name.)

The panthers smile deepened.

But how could that be such a significant weakness? Juliet wanted to ask more.

Just then, a faint presence was heard from outside.

(Eek.)

The black panther noticeably flinched and, without any farewell, naturally passed through the bedroom wall and disappeared.

Thump.

The door opened, and the Dukes maid entered.

The Duke has returned.

The panther was already gone.

Ill be right down.

Juliet left her room and headed to the reception room.

Walking barefoot in her thin nightgown through the Dukes mansion, none of the people she encountered asked her anything, as always.

The lower floor was bustling, and in the reception room, she noticed several people of the Dukes residence discussing something serious.

And there was Duke Carlyle, dressed as if he had just returned from outside.

From the conversations she overheard, she had a general idea of the situation.

There was an incident in the square where beasts caused a commotion, and an urgent conference was convened. At that moment, Lennox spotted Juliet at the door.

Ah, Miss Juliet.

The other members of the Dukes family acknowledged her presence, and the meeting concluded.

Left in the reception room were just Lennox and Juliet.

Juliet, lost in thought, fiddled with the small tiara in her hand.

Is this Dahlia?

After a long silence, Juliet spoke.

So who is Dahlia Fran who is that woman?

You call Dahlia her?

As Juliet was about to speak, Lennox openly sneered.

Dahlia was not a persons name but the name of a treasure.

She didnt understand.

Dahlia, that woman, knew your nickname.

It probably did.

Lennox affirmed calmly.

Its an item that has been hidden in the Dukes castle for hundreds of years, so it would have been easy to know at least my name.

It made sense she knew everything about the family.

But Dahlia is undoubtedly in the eastern tower of the Dukes castle

Juliet suddenly realized.

The eastern tower was a space only the Duke and his spouse could enter. Its where all the precious treasures of the Dukes castle were stored.

Yes.

Lennox softly affirmed.

However, that didnt explain everything.

The timing was too coincidental. Lennox brought Dahlia to the Dukes castle right after their major argument.

Why did Lennox have to bring Dahlia to the Dukes castle right then?

Its no different from what your ancestors did. They locked them up because they were too dangerous to be let loose in the world.

Locked them up?

Then, a faint memory returned to her.

Before she knew anything and opened the door to let out the butterflies, they had been trapped for hundreds of years.

Juliet touched the tiara she had been holding since she woke up.

In other words, this, like the key, was also an artifact.

Juliet.

Lennox approached and knelt before her.

That object confuses human memories.