The Author's POV

Chapter 713

The next day.

"Ukh."

As soon as Priscilla opened her eyes, she was hit with a severe headache. It was excruciatingly painful, and for a good minute, she was forced to do nothing more than lean against her couch.

"What happened over here?"

While she was massaging her forehead, she noticed that her room was in utter disarray, with every piece of furniture in shattered pieces.

"Ugh."

She blinked several times, trying to recall all the information.

"Ah, right, it's about that fucker…"

Faint memories started to enter her mind, and she soon came to the conclusion that this came as a result of her rage toward Duke Ukhan.

Her memory was still hazy, but the more she thought about it, the more convinced she was.

It wasn't the first time that something like this had happened…

"Bastard."

She muttered an expletive as she recalled what had transpired in the cave the day prior. It was difficult to put into words exactly how irritated she was at this very moment.

"I should have someone clean up this mess."

Throwing one last glance at her surroundings, Priscilla gradually stood up.

She ruffled her hair and started walking toward the door, but just as she took the first step toward it, the door suddenly burst open and one of her servants walked in.

"Duchess!"

His tone of voice carried an air of panic, which caused her pretty features to contort into a frown.

"What is it?"

"It's…"

The servant took a deep breath just as a look that could be interpreted as fear crossed his eyes. The manner in which he carried himself piqued Priscilla's interest even further.

"That."

The servant stumbled over his words as if he was having trouble articulating a sentence. His actions annoyed Priscilla.

She glared at him.

"What is it? Spit it out before I get annoyed."

She had no idea what was causing it, but for some unexplainable reason, she found herself becoming irritated by everything at the moment. Be it her servant, the smell that lingered in the air, and the sunlight filtering through the windows.

Even when facing the servant, whom she usually treated with courtesy, she found herself unable to hide her true self. The words coming out of her mouth were rather crude.

with

her lips. It felt as

"It's…"

he gathered

present and would like to

like a clap

"Ah?"

why the servant was behaving the way that he

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To Tok—!

the heavy wooden door in a submissive manner. As she dipped her head, she dared not look

induced in her an unexplainable feeling of

until a voice finally sounded from the other

"Come in."

blood boil as a result. It was so suffocating that she felt paralyzed and unable to move until a few seconds after the voice

"If you'll excuse me."

and immediately opened the door. Almost immediately after that, she was presented with the sight

entire room was illuminated by two large windows and a large chandelier that hung above the

was the thing that drew her attention. A demon with long, pinkish straight hair, red eyes

sat behind the desk in a relaxed

giving the impression that he was not dangerous, only served

her

"Greetings grandfather."

"You're here."

feeling of oppression that had lingered in his words faded away, and in its place was

directly at

"Something big has happened."

"Yes?"

taken aback by his words, and she immediately

immediately thought of

the meeting with the World Decree

set out to meet the other Patriarchs in order

had been about a month since she'd last seen him.

other houses planning on joining together against them,

what you're

of thought. When she looked up, she was taken aback to see a rare frown appear on his face. Something that she'd only witnessed a couple

realization that the situation was

that things are a lot

the thought, and she kept her mouth shut, waiting for her

he soon spoke. The

scale large enough to

"…"

just starting to get a grasp on how dire

were far more serious than she had originally anticipated, and she already thought

some reason, Priscilla felt something was amiss with the current

is grandfather looking

was odd in a number of ways. She was at a loss for words, but she tried her best to keep her composure. Whatever it was,

some light

worst. However, seeing that you're still safe here, it seems like we've

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