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He had failed to save Hilde 999 times. This meant Benedict’s heart had been torn asunder 999 times. Begging for one last chance, he turned back time, only to lose all memory of her—the woman etched into his every memory, emotion, and soul. That is, until he captured a slave, a prisoner from a fallen kingdom.
“I… I thought perhaps your injury was partly my fault.”
She was absurdly, infuriatingly kind. That’s why she bothered him, why she lingered in his thoughts, why she was so strangely, persistently on his mind.
“There’s always a price for a deal. Isn’t there?”
“Anything. I’ll do whatever you ask….”
“That’s not very enticing. A slave obeying their master is a given.”
He wanted to make those pink eyes weep until they were raw. Yet, at the same time, he wanted to hold her, to kiss her.
Even then, Benedict didn’t remember. He didn’t remember how much he loved her, how desperately he yearned for her to live.
She was his beautiful, precious slave, wielding divine power. One day, he decided he would give her everything. That was the day the forgotten past came crashing down upon him.
※ This novel’s chapters are half chapters, but they’re numbered normally to make things simple.
