At this moment, in an ancient castle in a foreign forest.
Qianxun glanced around the interior of Earl Carlos's castle, looking with interest at the coffin in front of her embedded with various gemstones.
"Do you usually sleep in this?" Qianxun asked.
Hearing this, Carlos nodded cautiously: "Yes, Master."
Nearly a hundred years have passed, her appearance remained as young and beautiful as when he first saw her, but her aura had grown increasingly terrifying.
In the years under the contract, she had never sought him out, and sometimes he couldn't help but wonder if she had long forgotten about him. Unexpectedly, just a few days ago, he suddenly received a call from her.
Then, as per her request, he brought her to his castle.
...
"Though it's a bit gloomy here, it could be a good place for an enchanted sleep. Next, I will enter a state of sleep, and no one is to disturb me until I awaken," Qianxun said.
