Aurelion opened her eyes groggily.

The sky outside was already covered with a layer of darkness.

The starlight, like delicate silver studs, shimmered faintly within.

Clearly, it was late at night.

She opened her eyes and looked at the girlish furniture and decorations around her, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Beside her pillow lay a somewhat worn-out doll that appeared to have undergone countless repairs.

Since Aurelion arrived in the territory of the Grand Duke of Balor, she has always spent every night in this new yet familiar place.

Sleeping here always brings her a warm and peaceful feeling.

Looking at the bright moon hanging high in the sky outside the window, she couldn't remember the time at all.

In the end, she must have succeeded...

Aurelion closed her eyes, recalling the scene where she had summoned a fifth-tier dragon in the bottom level of Guantau prison.

To be honest, she herself doesn't know how she did it.

All she remembered was that a very special voice echoed in her heart at that moment.

What did she do after that?

Hmm... I forgot.

But Aurelion still remembered the time she rode on the back of the dragon and controlled it to wreak havoc.

And in the end... Professor Viktor returned.

Overwhelmed by a feeling of intense exhaustion, she somehow fell asleep.

Wait a minute, she's not going to end up sleeping on Teacher Victor, is she?

Thinking of this, her body stiffened slightly.

But then, a feeling came over her, forcing her to forget about it.

No, I need to go to the restroom.

She sat up, using her right hand to support herself on the furniture, and struggled to her feet.

Suddenly, a sharp pain came from her right wrist.

"it hurts……"

Aurelion looked down at her wrist.

That's strange.

Where did the wound come from?

Black scabs formed on the wound, with fine bloodstains around them.

There was no bandaging, but it looks like it's recovering quickly.

Judging from this, the wound should heal by tomorrow.

However, his body was too weak, and he couldn't use much strength in his right hand.

I shouldn't use my right hand too often these next couple of days.

After struggling to get up, she found that apart from her wrist, she had no other injuries.

A new layer of doubt shrouded Aurelion's heart.

Theoretically, her undead state should be able to avoid this kind of physical harm.

The feeling of weakness I experienced was as if a lot of blood had been drawn from my body.

Looking at the room's furnishings, Aurelion's vision blurred.

Suddenly, a gentle knock came from outside the door.

Aurelion looked up and squinted at the door.

It's already late at night, who could be knocking on the door?

As she thought about it, she dragged her tired body and gently turned the handle with her left hand to open the door.

Standing outside the door was Xiang Zilan, dressed in a maid outfit.

Upon seeing Aurelion, Vanilla bowed deeply to her.

"Your Highness, the master says you should be awake by now and hopes you can come to the main hall."

"The Grand Duke and the Master are waiting for you."

The owner of vanilla.

It could only be Professor Viktor.

A moment of disorientation flashed through Aurelion's mind. Hearing Vanilla's words, she nodded and braced herself to head towards the hall.

Vanilla respectfully asked Aurelian:

"Your Highness, won't you change your clothes?"

Upon hearing her reminder, Aurelion looked down.

She was still wearing her pajamas.

Just thinking about what Professor Viktor saw...

Aurelion's eyes widened, and she turned to Vanilla to ask:

"My pajamas are..."

"I changed it for you, so please don't worry."

Hearing this reply, Aurelion breathed a sigh of relief.

...

Aurelion quickly changed into simple casual clothes, walked through the complex and intersecting corridors, and finally arrived at the magnificent hall.

Victor and Duke Barlow were already seated facing each other, each holding a cup of fragrant tea that was steaming comfortably.

On Viktor's shoulder, a black raven still perched serenely.

Aurelion first bowed slightly to her grandfather, then turned to Victor and spoke with a hint of hesitation:

"Teacher, you wanted to see me?"

Viktor put down his teacup and calmly replied:

"Actually, it is Grand Duke Balo who wants to see you."

Aurelion was taken aback and turned to Duke Barlow.

Aurelion was taken aback by her teacher's answer.

Looking at my grandfather, just as I was about to speak, I saw him stand up, leaning on his cane, and say in a hoarse voice:

"Come with me."

Aurelion felt a pang of doubt, glanced back at Victor, and quickly followed Archduke Balor.

As Viktor watched Aurelion's departing figure, his gaze fell upon her injured right hand.

"What, are you worried?"

After watching the two leave, Vega shook the feathers on Viktor's shoulder.

He opened his single, deep eye, watching Aurelion's departing figure, and said in a hoarse voice:

Well, how should I put it?

"Even I didn't expect her to dare to do that."

...

In the dark corridor, Aurelion followed behind Duke Ballow obediently and cautiously.

Grand Duke Barlow walked ahead without saying a word.

The only sounds in the corridor were slow footsteps and the dull thud of canes on the floor.

Aurelion didn't dare to speak, constantly wondering if it was because she and Victor had gone to Guantau prison that the Grand Duke was in a bad mood.

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