I Tamed the Black Duke as a Terminally-Ill Saint (3 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 49

What on earth is he talking about? It felt as if my soul had flown right out of my body from sheer shock at this completely unexpected revelation.

I stared blankly at Iscariel for a while before finally managing to speak.

“…Your Grace, what do you mean by that…?”

Iscariel’s face slightly furrowed.

“Surely, you didn’t know?”

I held my breath.

‘Of course I didn’t know!’

It was fortunate that Iscariel didn’t know my real secret, but the secret he’d just revealed was no less troubling.

‘It can’t be a lie. But… if Angelica were truly Iscariel’s granddaughter, there’s no way I wouldn’t have known!’

Admittedly, by the time Leto and his party arrived in the capital, Angelica was already dead. But if the two truly were family, the game would have mentioned something about it somehow. This must surely be another piece of lore the developers created.

“You must be mistaken.”

I shook my head.

“Your granddaughter apparently looks just like me.”

As I spoke those words, I suddenly realized something unsettling: I looked remarkably similar to Iscariel himself.

‘…Same eye color, same hair color—almost like my reflection in the mirror. Even our auras feel alike…’

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