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Chapter 39: Long Time No See, Old Friends
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Alia moved forward until she reached a rundown area on the outskirts of the city. The buildings here were dilapidated, with crumbling brick walls and pothole-ridden streets littered with debris. Despite the dismal scene, Alia felt an odd sense of familiarity. This was where she had often spent time in her previous life—before she followed her master, she had roamed these streets with a group of young misfits, sharing a rebellious chapter of her life.Her gaze landed on a corner where several young men and women lounged on a battered bench, chatting lazily. Their tattered clothes and carefree expressions carried a touch of defiance, but there was a spark of liveliness in their eyes. Alia recognized them—they were her old companions, her former partners-in-crime. Yet, it was evident they no longer knew her as she was now.Alia initially planned to greet them directly, but she halted mid-step. “They don’t know the person I am now, and I am no longer who I was then.” She sighed quietly, a
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Thinking of her master, Alia’s expression turned slightly serious. She glanced at her watch. It was still early, and the sky hadn’t completely darkened. Resolving to use this opportunity, she decided to investigate Eryx’s house. Perhaps it would yield some clues about him.Before leaving, she set the next meeting place with the gang of street thugs, her tone calm yet unyielding. “I’ll come back from time to time to see if you have new information. Right here. The more you have, the better the rewards. But don’t waste my time.” They quickly nodded in agreement.Turning to Red, Alia asked, “Do you know where The General of the Second Army Group Eryx lives?”Red hesitated briefly but wisely refrained from asking why Alia wanted to know. Instead, he directly pointed her in the right direction.“The place isn’t heavily guarded,” Red cautioned, “but there are patrolling soldiers nearby. If you’re just observing from outside, it shouldn’t be a problem.”Alia glanced at Red, choosing not to e
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After washing up, Alia lay down in her soft bed, wearing loose sleepwear. Although her body was weary, her thoughts churned like restless waves, refusing to calm. Closing her eyes, she recalled the day’s events, a faint smile curling her lips. Spending time with Lianna, eating and shopping, had provided a rare moment of relaxation, allowing her to briefly cast off the heavy burden on her shoulders and feel like an ordinary person again. Meeting her past life’s companions stirred a sense of nostalgia, even if they no longer recognized her. Moreover, discovering Eryx’s house and uncovering a long-hidden secret had made the day undeniably fruitful.Yet, as she reflected on concealing her identity from those companions, a vague unease took hold. She opened her eyes abruptly, staring at the ceiling as a deliberately ignored question surfaced in her mind: in this timeline, where was the “Alia” who belonged to this reality?A wave of icy terror crashed over her, paralyzing her limbs. Cold sw
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Several quiet days passed, and life in the castle remained as tranquil as ever. However, Alia’s mind was already brewing her next course of action. During these days, Marcellus was often busy, and their encounters were few and fleeting. Each time she saw him, it was only briefly before he hurried off again. From an offhand remark by Elise, she learned that Marcellus was spending most of his time at Edgar’s estate, discussing the city expansion plans with several key figures.This piece of information stirred Alia’s thoughts into motion. Her father’s estate was not only a repository of secrets but also a crucial target for gathering information. Rather than recklessly sneaking in, it would be wiser to approach in a seemingly harmless way. An idea struck her: she could personally prepare a delicious meal and deliver it to her father’s estate. On the surface, it would appear as a thoughtful gesture for Marcellus, but it would also provide her an opportunity to gather information.Yet as
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As the golden hues of sunset bathed the castle in a warm, amber glow, Alia stood by the window, gazing into the distance. Once she confirmed that Marcellus would not return today, she let out a deep breath and turned away, ready to set her plans into motion.She addressed Elise and the other servants casually, her tone composed. “I’m feeling a bit tired today. I’ll sleep early.” Maintaining the poise of a noble lady, she masked her true intentions with ease. Once the door to her bedroom was securely shut, she shed her elegant gown and replaced it with a simple set of men’s clothing.These garments, hastily acquired during her previous escapade, bore no distinguishing marks of her identity. Yet, to her surprise, they fit comfortably. Adjusting the collar in front of the mirror to ensure her disguise was flawless, she retrieved the short blade Elias had given her from beneath the bed, tucking it into her boot.She quietly pushed the window ajar, her keen eyes tracking the movements of t
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Alia’s heart trembled as she lowered her gaze to the frail young girl before her. A trace of pity flashed through her eyes. Gently patting Mina’s head, she spoke softly, “I’m sorry for bringing up something painful.”“It’s okay.” Mina looked up, forcing a small smile. “I just wanted to tell you—my grandpa really did see it clearly.” Her voice grew quieter toward the end.Alia nodded slightly, though her thoughts were turbulent. The clue was vague, and the person who knew more was no longer alive, yet something felt as though it was beginning to surface. A cemetery, golden light, a female general… The elements pieced together seemed to hint at a deeply buried secret.She pondered for a moment, then crouched down to look Mina in the eye. “If you remember any other details your grandfather mentioned, let me know anytime, okay?”Mina nodded vigorously, her eyes filled with seriousness and hope.Meanwhile, Alia’s mind was quickly assembling the fragments of information into a larger pictur
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After returning home, Alia changed into casual attire and tidied up her belongings, her mind already working on plans for the next day. Glancing out the window, she saw the darkening sky dotted with faint stars, as if encouraging her to move steadily forward with her mission.The next day, at the break of dawn, Alia rose swiftly from bed. She knew how important this day is—not just for her plan but also as an opportunity to showcase herself. Opening the window, she let the cool morning breeze invigorate her.After washing up, she headed to the kitchen and found Elise already bustling around. Hearing footsteps, Elise turned and was startled to see Alia.“Livia, you’re up so early? I am preparing the breakfast. I’ve got the kitchen covered,” Elise said, a touch of concern in her voice.Alia smiled and shook her head. “No, I want to personally prepare something for Marcellus and my father. It’s my way o
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As the steaming dishes were set on the table, Marcellus couldn’t wait to take a bite. The moment the flavors hit his palate, his expression softened, and his eyes sparkled with unmistakable admiration. “This taste… it’s amazing! Even better than our chef’s cooking!”He knew that many of these dishes might have been prepared by Elise and the household chef, but Livia’s thoughtfulness had already delighted him. What he didn’t realize, however, was that these dishes were actually prepared by Alia!He quickly reached for another bite, showering the food with praise and even revealing a childlike, satisfied smile. Alia lowered her head slightly, hiding her expression. Outwardly, she maintained a relaxed demeanor, but her emotions were complex. Marcellus’ enthusiastic response brought her relief and bolstered her confidence in the success of her plan.Edgar, on the other hand, was more restrained. He carefully picked up a piec
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“Came to me?” Hearing Elias mention this part of the past again, Alia took a deep breath. She knew she couldn’t avoid the truth any longer and decided to face it head-on. “Tell me more. What exactly happened?”“Yes,” Elias said, his gaze suddenly turning tender. He held Alia’s hands tightly, his voice trembling slightly. “I love you. My feelings for you have always been genuine. For so many years, I kept them buried in my heart, never daring to hope you might feel the same. So when you came to me that day, seeking my help, do you have any idea how happy that made me?”Alia froze, stunned by the intense emotion in Elias’s words.“I fell in love with you long ago,” Elias continued, his eyes filled with bittersweet memories. “But I always held back because I knew your marriage to Marcellus was a contract, a transaction between families. At first, I even believed Marcellus truly cared for you. You seemed composed and rational, never revealing any feelings toward me beyond friendship.”He
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Elias sneered, a hint of self-mockery in his expression. “What, did you think I was just some useless playboy squandering the family’s wealth? Emma, Marcellus’ mother, treated me decently—or at least pretended to. And since they brought me out of the orphanage into this powerful family, I understood that I had to repay the favor. From a young age, I was sent to deal with unsavory characters in the streets, handling dirty work for the family.”His words carried both bitterness and an unyielding edge. “Eventually, I took control of the family’s underground network. Any threat or danger to the family? It was my job to resolve it. Do you think someone like me wouldn’t have built up my own resources and connections in such an environment? Naturally, I picked up skills that most people couldn’t even dream of, learning secrets that ordinary folks would never uncover.”Elias shifted the tone, his voice tinged with pride. “As for the diary—of course, I found it when he wasn’t around. He though
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Elias’s gaze turned hollow for a moment before he spoke with a faint, mocking smile. “Peter never really tried to hide it. From a young age, he told me not to entertain any fantasies—don’t expect to inherit anything. My life was meant for Marcellus’s sake. During every health check, all my data was meticulously recorded to ensure I remained in perfect condition, ready for emergencies.”Alia felt a dull ache in her chest, as if suffocated by Elias’s story. She took a deep breath, trying to dispel the heavy weight pressing down on her heart, but she couldn’t stop herself from asking, “Was there… another reason?”Elias lifted his head, his gaze growing colder and deeper. “Of course. Another reason was to protect Marcellus. Back then, heirs of noble families were frequently targeted—assassinated due to rivalries or disputes of interest. By making the public believe I was Marcellus’s brother, Peter created a diversion. At the very least, the world thought our family had two heirs.”“Two he
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Alia stared at him in shock, her lips parted slightly, but no words came out. An orphan? She couldn’t help but reevaluate this man. She had never doubted him before, but now that Elias mentioned he was an orphan, she realized just how different he was from Marcellus—from his demeanor to his actions, from his personality to his habits. So, the root of it all lay here.Elias seemed to see through her surprise, a self-deprecating smile tugging at the corner of his lips.“Yes, Marcellus and I aren’t blood brothers. I was adopted by his father, Peter, and his mother, Emma, from this orphanage.”“Adopted?” Alia couldn’t help but press further. “But why did they adopt you?”Elias’s gaze deepened as if he were recalling long-buried memories. His voice was calm and low, yet tinged with a trace of bitterness.“Peter adopted me not out of kindness. He needed a child to serve a certain purpose, and I happened to be the one chosen.”Alia froze. She had never imagined that Elias’s existence had bee
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Alia once again met with Red and his friends at the usual gathering spot. Summoning Red to her side, she handed him a gold coin.“You’re generous today,” Red said with a chuckle, eyeing the coin. “But I don’t have any updates yet. Elias is really hard to pin down. I can’t take this without doing anything.”Alia shook her head. “I already know where he is and what he’s up to. He’s involved in the city’s expansion project, and he’ll appear here.” She tapped a marked red circle on a map. “This coin is for the next part of your job—I want you to follow and keep an eye on him.”Red raised an eyebrow, letting out a low whistle. “Impressive. You hardly need us to find him. But tailing Elias won’t be easy. He’s odd—plus, he’s the second son of a powerful family. He’s bound to have guards.”“That’s exactly why I’m hiring you,” Alia replied coolly. Her tone left no room for argument. “You’re skilled at moving unnoticed. And don’t worry—I’ll be nearby. If anything goes wrong, I’ll step in. Unles
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The morning sunlight streamed through the window, its golden rays spilling onto the bed. Elias’s face appeared in Alia’s mind—his deep, melancholic eyes that seemed to pierce into her thoughts. Her heart tightened inexplicably, a surge of complex emotions washing over her—guilt, sorrow, pain, and even a hint of regret.Was it because of last night? She sighed softly, a wry smile tugging at her lips, as if mocking herself.“Livia, you’re truly sentimental—entangled with both brothers,” she thought, pressing a hand against her chest as if to calm the unease within. This body still bore traces of Livia’s affection for Elias, but those feelings didn’t belong to her, Alia. They were remnants, left behind by Livia.Yet, no matter how much she wanted to stay detached, she couldn’t. Taking over Livia’s identity meant inheriting her emotional entanglements.“I should stay closer to Marcellus,” Alia reassured herself, “Not just for appearances but also to gather more useful information.”Her br
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The next morning, soft sunlight filtered through the carved window panes and spilled gently into the room, painting Alia’s face with a golden warmth. Her brows furrowed slightly as she rubbed her sleepy eyes, consciousness slowly pulling her from slumber.Suddenly, as if recalling something, she abruptly flung back the blanket and looked down at herself—her bare skin exposed to the cool morning air. The realization struck her like a bolt of lightning, and her cheeks burned bright red. She turned her head quickly to the side, only to find the spot next to her empty. The pillow retained a faint trace of warmth, but the man who had been there was gone.With a soft “thud,” Alia flopped back onto the bed and curled herself tightly into the blanket, memories of last night flooding her mind—Marcellus’s deep voice, his tender and resolute gaze, the way he touched and held her… and those unspeakable moments she could barely fathom. Such intimacy was something entirely foreign to her. In her pa
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Alia’s heart was in a tangled mess. Yet Marcellus seemed oblivious to her shyness. He simply continued his earnest massage, his head lowered in concentration. In a soft voice, he murmured, “Does it ache here the most? Next time, don’t wear shoes like these for too long—they’ll hurt your feet.”Alia nodded, still silent, her gaze lowering as if she were paying close attention. The fatigue and soreness in her feet from the day began to dissipate, replaced by an unexpected sense of comfort. But inside, her heart was racing, as if a startled deer were leaping wildly within her chest.“Does this feel better?” Marcellus suddenly asked, lifting his head to meet her gaze. His deep, dark eyes were filled with a sincere gentleness, as though searching for confirmation.“Yes… much better.” Alia nodded hastily, her voice carrying the faintest stammer. She feared that saying anything more might betray the inexplicable shyness and panic brewing in her heart.She had wanted to stop him from continui
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After a day filled with turmoil and emotional highs and lows, Alia felt both physically and mentally exhausted. She decided to set aside her worries for the moment and nodded in agreement. Picking up her wine glass, she walked to the sofa, sat down, and took a small sip of the red wine. The rich aroma of the top-quality vintage unfolded on her palate.She gently swirled the wine in her glass, yet her thoughts drifted to the past. Though she had been a common thief in her past life, her mentor often taught her the etiquette and skills of aristocratic life, especially the art of wine tasting. “Blending into the noble circles is the first step to steal more valuable treasures,” her mentor’s voice echoed in her mind. “You need to learn how to distinguish wine, understand manners, and even master culinary skills. Only then can you avoid being exposed.”As these memories surfaced, Alia’s hand froze midair, her expression clouded with a hint of wistfulness. She thought of her mentor’s warm ye
