Allan's nightmare seems to continue to hunt him down. Moans and struggles accompanied by silent tension in the air along with the dim light of the small room inside the Cabin in the middle of the Shield Forest.

"Ugh…!"

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The people in the room, that is to say, Duke Cabel, Jede the head butler, and Alex the second division leader of the Light Legion were showing no sign of their emotion in their own faces but the anxiety that was seeping in were vividly making them wait patiently all night.

The sun has already broken the night sky, the contrast of darkness and the daybreak which was painting the horizon in a red orange color seems to say that another day has passed and they will need to prepare for the absence of their monarch.

"Is there someone that can supervise the Duchy? Can you do it?" Cabel asked the head butler.

The butler turns his head away from Allan's face to Cabel.

"I can manage some of the minor cases but things that need approval are to be done by the Duke or by the Young Master."

Cabel also thought so. The only solution would be contacting the Duke.

"Do you have a video communication device? It would be better for the Duke to come back."

"But…"

The head butler, Jede also knew that he doesn't have much of an answer to their current problem. A thought suddenly crossed his mind.

"Then, how about I ask the *ahem* the lady?"

Cabel thought he heard the butler wrong.

"What did you say?"

Cabel's sharp eyes were bore on the head butler's head whereas the old man was slightly bowing to Cabel as he have an upper standing.

Alex, who was guarding the door, suddenly became curious about the head butler's conversation with the Duke of Sigrid Duchy.

"I mean the Lady…"

"You mean, you want my companion to carry what the Duke and Allan left behind? Do you even know what you're talking about?"

Cabel didn't let the butler utter Evelyn's name. He doesn't know why she decided to let the head butler let her identity be known to him but Cabel was against it. He was against that the Emsworth will drag her when she already helped them enough.

"But Duke, the Emsworth Duchy needs a head figure while the Duke and Young Master are both in bed, recuperating. I heard that the Duke was still unconscious after that day where he talked to a female knight who saved them."

The head butler, Jede, tries to compromise.

Cabel went silent. He knew that Evelyn was the female knight that was described… what he doesn't know is what conversation they might have.

Meanwhile, Evelyn has decided to go to where the markings were. She has this inkling feeling that something about that spell made Allan fainted.

Also, she didn't have enough to look at it before because of what happened to her brother. At first, Cabel wanted to be with her but she insisted on going alone.

She thought that Cabel who has the most authority right now needs to be with Allan and the others as he can make decisions that would be best for everyone. And Evelyn knew that Cabel isn't one to take advantage of that power.

That was why, Cabel was in the room with the rest of Allan's loyal servants.

Clack… clack… clack.

Every step of Evelyn on the wooden floor made a cracking sound. It was obvious that the Cabin was here for a long time. It is really a question on how this Cabin in the middle of the Shield Forest where a lot of beginners in adventuring hunt low level monsters here.

However, Evelyn also has a theory as to why, no actually she is sure that the Cabin have an illusion magic casted on them just like Cassandra's house.

Again, she was in the dark lit room. Evelyn immediately takes the path where it leads to the Open area which has the spell written on the floor.

"Haaa"

Now that she has taken a closer look, it was the same pattern that her mother was that day. The spell that Cesar made her mother perform.

She now understands why Allan suddenly fainted.

"The reason must be because his body remembers the terror of what happened that day."

She came back again to the ground floor and saw that the sun was already shining brightly outside. She didn't even notice that she had stayed in the dungeon for too long.

Evelyn approached the door to where her brother is but then it went open and the butler was the one who opened it.

"Greetings, my Lady."

"..."

Evelyn didn't know how to respond to the butler but she knew that she needed to do something with the situation.

"What happened to the Young Master?"

"The Doctor said that there must be psychological trauma."

Evelyn fell into silence again. Her assumptions prove to be correct.

"Is that so…"

The butler coughs a few times to gain her attention.

"What is it?"

"I know that this would be too much for this lowly servant to ask, but the Duchy right now doesn't have a leader to support the administration system… if possible…"

"You want me to become a proxy?"

"Yes, my lady."

"No…"

The butler became flustered at her determined answer.

"I'll help, but I won't become the proxy of the Emsworth's… make the Duke come back. He has the authority to do it/"

"But…"

Evelyn turned around and walked.

"This conversation is over, Jede. I don't like to touch anything that is related to the Duchy. I have enough problems on my hand as it is… I'll inform the Duke about what happened."

"However, my Lady… the Duke is still unconscious."

That was the moment Evelyn turned around and saw that the butler was following her behind.

"What are you doing?"

"Please, My Lady…"

She sighed. Evelyn doesn't want to actively participate in the administration of the Duchy, as the way it is… the situation will lead to it if her Father and brother won't wake up for the next days to come.

***

Allan looked at the Young Lady that was in front of him, his twisted legs left a bitter taste to his mouth while his mother who was now coughing blood was something that he's watching with wide eyes.

His dream continues to evolve on the day that they lost their Mother, the Duchess of the Emsworth Family.

Cesar spread his right arm forward and the Young Allan floated in the air.

"What the-"

Allan's honest word left his mouth, shocked at what the man was about to do.

The wind was gravely making the trees shake like the back garden was in the eye of the storm. His Mother was crying and trying to suppress the power of the man who casted such magic.

Cesar can only laugh as he saw the boy that was floating in the air, shaking in fear and his paled skin becoming tainted in red because of the cuts made from his sharp wind spell.

"Mother…!" The Young Allan called.

The present Allan looked at the terrifying scene in front of him. His sister who looked like a mess was in a daze and was crying.

When the Young Allan coughs blood and is already on the verge of fainting, Monica, his mother, yells at Cesar.

"Stop! I'll do it! I'll do it… stop hurting my child."

Duchess Monica pleaded, her heart can't take the pain of seeing her children hurt by someone who is targeting her.

"You'll really do it? Really? Well, look at that… the great princess also has a kind heart." Cesar mocked Monica who was on her knees, pleading and crying.

"Please, stop… just stop."

Duchess Monica saw that Evelyn was looking at her with eyes full of desperation, fear, and hatred. Hatred towards the person in front of her.

The present Allan was looking at everything and was getting confused and devastated. It was a nightmare that can make him lose his sanity.

Watching this unfold in his eyes was making him weak. It was making his mind vulnerable.

"This is not what happened… this is wrong…"

Cesar approached Duchess Monica after he tossed the young Allan at the ground. At that timing, Evelyn leaped and tried to catch her brother who was miles away from the ground.

"Brother…!"

"Ahhh!!!"

She groaned because her limbs were twisted and still she tried all her might to use some of her wind spells.

All her powers were sealed and her contracted spirits were not with her all the time giving the kidnappers to put some restriction spell on her. It was a miscalculation on her part and she was blaming herself for everything.

A loud thud and a blood coughing Allan, and Evelyn was what snatched the attention of everyone. However Cesar was only looking at Duchess Monica.

The others didn't have time to react but when they saw that Evelyn and Allan were gravely injured they let them spill their own blood on the dirty ground.

"No…!!! Allan, Evelyn!!!"

Duchess Monica tried to run to her child's arms. But Cesar already got a hold of him and was restricting him with his magic.

"Let me go, you demon! How could you- how could you do that?"

Cesar smirked. He was happy at the current turn of events and the looked of Monica slowly losing her sanity, like him.

Looking at that, Duchess Monica snapped.

"I'll kill you!!! I'll fucking kill you, Cesar!!!"