Chapter 2310
- Amelia slowly came back to herself. At his words, she gradually turned her head and looked at Carl behind her.
- Her movements were sluggish, as though a thousand-pound boulder hung from her neck; every slight motion carried boundless heaviness. In those cool, clear eyes, some of the grim finality at last ebbed away, revealing a vulnerability and pain she had long buried. The rims of her eyes reddened faintly. She looked at Carl—at the concern and worry in his gaze—and the line of defense she had held up for so long loosened a little, though an almost imperceptible tremor still ran through her.
- After a brief silence, she drew a deep breath, forcing down the emotions surging in her chest and trying to keep her voice steady. Yet the slight quiver in her tone still betrayed the turmoil inside. She lifted her eyes to Carl, her gaze resolute yet weighted beyond measure, and spoke slowly, word by word, each syllable seeming to be squeezed from the depths of her heart: "The person we went to the Netherworld to look for—the one who left no trace at all—was my master from my previous life."