(112) Current: 7(deep affection)

Dieanel sat with her head down in embarrassment. The scene a moment ago kept replaying in her head.

'....Things changed so fast....' Dieanel couldn't help but think in the corner of her mind, even when she felt ashamed internally.

Just a few hours ago, she was hiding around like a mouse. But now, she was planning on taking over as the ruler, which would have appeared like a death wish before.

'But it's definitely possible with this...' Dieanel clenched and unclenched her fist, sensing the blood flowing through her.

She couldn't help but re-evaluate Lucas, his goal didn't seem impossible in her eyes anymore.

'If he can strengthen everyone's bloodline, there is no one who will reject his hand. But I can tell why he would hide himself now...I was doubtful as to where he might have come from....' Dieanel felt Lucas move, getting up from the bed.