Kallen felt herself sinking into a cold lake, continuously descending to the bottom.
All sorts of noises filled her ears, as if someone was constantly speaking to her.
But Kallen couldn't hear clearly, nor did it make sense, with everything being disjointed, leaving her mind increasingly muddled.
[If this is what the Countess described as a good dream, her sleep quality is really terrible] Without any reason, this thought emerged in Kallen's muddled mind.
Immediately, she asked herself in return [Who is the Countess?]
[A big figure from the Empire's homeland in the old world, the Lord of the Northern Territory, a pitiable person with no control over her fate]
[Why did I describe her like that? Why is a high-ranking Countess pitiable?] Kallen suddenly realized something was off, and she tried to remember, finally asking the most critical question [Who am I? What happened to me?]
