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Lucia accepted Garling's arrangements and joined the Figarland Family's guard. She trained with all her might every day.

Her thoughts were simple: if Gigue couldn't make it out in time, at least she could do something with her own strength.

But Gigue ultimately couldn't hold on and died in the laboratory at the age of eight. Such an event was naturally not publicized. Only a few people within the Figarland Family and several other influential Celestial Dragons knew about it.

Lucia didn't know Gigue was dead, but it was a good thing for her.

Gigue was the motivation for her desperate training. If she had known the truth, she probably wouldn't have survived until now.

The happiest day for her over the years was when Garling returned from God Valley and specifically told her that Gigue had come out. He just couldn't return to Mary Geoise temporarily due to some special circumstances.

Although she felt some regret, hearing this news finally lifted a huge weight off Lucia's heart. She trained with even more vigor, looking forward to the day she would meet Gigue.

Until this day, six years later, Garling found her again and told her Gigue was returning. Having already become a Captain, she was ecstatic. Before dawn, she brought her subordinates here to wait for Gigue.

When the elevator door opened, she saw Gigue standing in the center at first glance. The little brat who used to call her Lucia-nee-chan had now become a tall and handsome young man.

Perhaps it was due to the long time that had passed; after she took off her helmet, Gigue didn't seem to recognize her. But it didn't matter. Lucia felt her years of waiting had been worthwhile. Her Saint Gigue stood before her once more.

The memories of Lucia gradually became clearer in Gigue's mind. His gaze towards Lucia grew increasingly gentle. He remembered the girl who had barged into the laboratory with Garling all those years ago.

He raised his hand and gently stroked the scar below Lucia's left eye. Lucia's body trembled, and she stared blankly at Gigue.

"Lucia, I'm back."

Gigue's voice was not loud, but it struck the softest part of Lucia's heart like a heavy hammer. At this moment, her pair of amber eyes were already filled with tears.

Because this was the strictly hierarchical Mary Geoise, she suppressed the urge to hug Gigue and said with a smile, "Young Master, welcome home!"

Gigue nodded gently. They looked at each other for a long time. The golden-armored guards Lucia brought stood motionless; not a single one looked up.

Spandine behind them didn't dare to breathe loudly. As for the men in suits, there was no need to even mention them. Those who knew better understood that lowering their heads to count ants at this moment was the wisest choice.

Reaching out to wipe away the tears from the corners of Lucia's eyes, Gigue said softly, "Take me to see Uncle Garling."

Lucia softly hummed in agreement. When she turned around, the expression on her face instantly turned cold. She ordered the guards kneeling on the ground, "Form ranks and escort the Young Master home!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the guards stood up one after another and formed two lines behind Gigue, maintaining perfect order throughout.

Spandine swallowed and hopped behind the guards, shouting, "Saint Gigue, I'll wait for you on the ship!"

By now, no one was responding to him. Gigue and his entourage had already majestically walked away.

Along the way, Celestial Dragons riding slaves passed by from time to time. Seeing this procession, they immediately started discussing, "Hey, isn't that the exclusive guard of the Figarland Family? Who's that guy leading them?"

"Who knows? Heh heh, isn't that Lucia? She's getting more and more beautiful. It would be great if I could have her by my side."

"Just dream about it. Saint Garling has publicly stated that woman is reserved for his nephew, Saint Gigue."

"Saint Gigue? You mentioning him reminded me, I almost forgot about him. They say he's a direct descendant of the Figarland Family, but he's never shown his face. Who knows if this person even exists."

"That's true. My father told me that the Figarland Family hasn't had any offspring in this generation. Saint Garling and Saint Gurando don't seem to be very interested in women either. If this continues, the Figarland Family might disappear~"

"It's best if they disappear! Then all their resources will be distributed among us, right?"

The voices of several Celestial Dragons drifted over without restraint. Gigue's expression remained unchanged. Lucia let out a few disdainful snorts, thinking to herself that even if the Figarland Family declined, it was not something these good-for-nothings could covet.

Having stayed in the Figarland Family for so many years, she still felt that what she had seen was only the tip of the iceberg of this family.

Moreover, now that Saint Gigue had returned, as long as he was here, the Figarland Family would continue to be passed down. It was a pity that she couldn't help in this matter...

Thinking of her slave status, a look of sadness appeared on Lucia's face.

"Lucia, you don't look well. What are you thinking about?"

Lucia looked up at Gigue, who had a concerned expression, and quickly shook her head, saying, "It's nothing, Young Master. I was just a little sad for you hearing what those people said..."

"Sad for me?"

"Yes, Young Master, you are clearly the sole heir of the Figarland Family, and your status is incredibly noble. Yet, you encountered such things. The glory that rightfully belongs to you has not truly been obtained until now!"

Although what Lucia said was not what she was thinking just now, it was still her heartfelt truth.

Gigue sighed softly upon hearing this and looked ahead, saying, "Aren't you the same? I remember Uncle Garling told me you were once a princess of a country. If your country hadn't fallen, you would surely be happier living there now than in this so-called Holy Land."

Lucia hadn't expected Gigue to remember her. A complex emotion brewed within her. Her lips trembled as she murmured, "Young Master..."

Gigue didn't look at her and continued, "Lucia, you said just now that you've become a Captain. You're truly excellent. But I imagine you must have suffered a lot over the years."

Lucia could no longer contain the intense emotions surging within her. Ignoring the shocked gazes of those around her, she finally threw herself into Gigue's arms, crying, "Saint Gigue, I missed you so much! Where have you been all these years!"

Gigue gently stroked Lucia, who was in his embrace, and said, "First, I stayed in a country called Sorbet for six years, and now I've joined the Marines."

"The Marines!? With your status, Young Master, why would you join the Marines?"

"Heh heh..."

Gigue gazed at the Figarland Family's base, which was gradually coming into focus ahead, and said calmly, "Of course, it's to gain power. Otherwise, wouldn't that be letting him down on his expectations for me?"