Regret With All Your Might (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 156

I must be dreaming.

Sobel, the steward of the ducal residence, reached this clear conclusion. Then, to wake himself from the dream, he waved his hands dismissively at Bethany, Dian, Winstor, Howard, and Brock, who surrounded him.

“…Dreams must end. Disappear.”

Their faces, full of eager anticipation, twisted in disappointment. But Sobel didn’t have time to acknowledge their letdown—he narrowed his eyes and turned to look back at the ducal residence.

Before waking from this dream, he had to take it all in with his own eyes.

From the brilliantly lit ducal mansion—dazzling even as twilight deepened around it—to the grand front gates flung wide open to welcome the Bicander knights’ procession, and even the household staff bustling about to receive guests for the first time in ages.

This was exactly the ducal residence Sobel had longed for so desperately, grinding his teeth in frustration during the recent days when the Imperial Palace knights had besieged the estate—days when even dreaming of this scene felt impossible.

While he gazed at the mansion with a face softened by longing, Winstor let out an exasperated sigh, as if utterly baffled.

“Seriously, Sobel. What exactly don’t you believe that you’re denying reality? We’ll even let your face burst from joy if you want.”

“Winstor… I thought it was a miracle at first, too.”

It was true. The moment he saw the Bicander banner boldly approaching over the sturdy, high walls, Sobel felt as if his heart might burst right out of his chest.

“Good heavens…! Could it be that Princess Madelaine sent a letter to His Grace the Duke and informed him of our situation?”

“Maybe the news has already spread beyond the capital!”

The servants, who had spent days practically imprisoned, embraced each other with tearful cheers. Sobel agreed—it made sense.

Perhaps Princess Madelaine, who had secretly delivered letters to the young lady of the ducal house, had passed word to Bicander territory. Or perhaps the rumor, though footless, had already reached Bicander lands.

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