Four days later.
Bang!!
Dak'er's door was violently slammed open. Duke, with a scraggly beard and dark circles under his eyes, had bloodshot eyes. "Dak'er, I need alchemical potions, alchemical solutions, everything available on the market, and even what's not! Find it all for me!!"
"Duke, how many days has it been since you last rested?"
Dak'er, who had just finished styling her hair in front of the dressing mirror, sighed, "You can't keep going like this; you need to rest!"
"I'm close to success!"
Duke roared like a trapped beast.
"Almost there! As soon as I can formulate an alchemical potion that perfectly blends with Petricite powder, I'll be able to complete his magic circulation system!"
Seeing Duke's haggard face, Dak'er sighed and handed him a hairpin. "Help me put it on!"
"You women are so troublesome!"
Duke impatiently took the hairpin, came behind Dak'er, eyed her neatly styled bun, and carefully inserted it.
"One thing on your lips, another in practice. You're not very honest, are you!"
Dak'er chuckled. Duke rolled his eyes. "I'm your uncle!"
"He did!"
"I'm older than you!"
"He did!"
"How exactly will you find the solutions and potions I need?" Duke grabbed Dak'er's shoulders, forcefully turning her around. Dak'er looked at Duke's haggard face and sighed helplessly, "Before that, you need to rest!"
"How can I sleep before it's finished?"
"You still need to rest!"
Dak'er forcefully pushed Duke from her room to Guest Room 273, pointing at the large bed in the guest room and saying, "Rest!"
"When you wake up, I'll have everything ready for you!"
"Sigh!"
"Alright!"
Duke shrugged, "I'll go rest first. I'll leave the alchemical solutions and potions to you!"
"Leave it to me, I'll prepare them for you!"
Dak'er, standing at the door, closed it. Listening to the snoring gradually rising from inside the room, she covered her forehead and let out a sigh.
"These researchers are truly difficult to serve."
"You'll get used to it," Camille appeared silently behind her. Upon seeing that it was Camille, Dak'er straightened her back with a jolt and said, "Grand Aunt."
"When he wakes up, give this to him."
Camille, who handed a withered yellow wax paper to Dak'er, looked at the closed door and said with a hint of nostalgia, "People like Duke, once they get engrossed in their research, become obsessed with their work. What you need to do is manage everything for him and provide all the help."
"Then wait for the completion of the work."
"Yes, Grand Aunt."
"I remember when we were trying to create artificial Hextech Gems, we accidentally produced a magical solution. Give that solution to him!"
"Then, quietly wait for it to bear fruit!"
"Yes!"
Camille walked away slowly with elegant steps, her gray long dress trailing on the ground. Amidst the sound of her leg blades scraping the ground, the image of that figure from back then resurfaced in Camille's mind.
He left her a string of prayer beads, a pair of leg blades, a blueprint, and a heart that kept her eternally young.
(ajfa) And he also took away her true heart.
....
When Duke woke up, it was already the afternoon of the next day. With his physical constitution bolstered by the Super Soldier Serum, a deep sleep allowed him to completely shake off his fatigue.
"That was a truly comfortable sleep!"
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