As Violet had suspected, the third level of the dungeons was more of a literal term.

 

In reality, the underground prison consisted only of the first level, supervised by the normal guards, and the second level for the 【Sin Wardens】.

 

The so-called third level could be seen as an extension of the second level.

 

As soon as Violet stepped into the exceptionally splendid teleportation node before the royal ancestors and the guardian Edith, she found herself in another world in an instant.

 

A grand, expansive hall.

 

Crowds of people, shoulder to shoulder.

 

Countless individuals, armed with weapons and staffs, dressed in various styles, lined up before hundreds of counters, some in excitement, others in silence, awaiting their turn.

 

“Where is this…”

 

There couldn’t possibly be so many people on the third level of the dungeons, and…

 

Violet shifted her gaze and suddenly felt a sense of familiarity with the surroundings.

 

Right.

 

This was the Adventurers’ Guild Hall in the Courage City, and it was a bustling time during the day.

 

She turned around but found the place behind her empty, the Miss Dragon who had entered with her was nowhere to be seen.

 

However, through the contract, Violet could still sense the presence of Xiao Guang, and she wasn’t far away.

 

This familiar and intense déjà vu…

 

“Is it another person’s memory?”

 

Neither Lilya nor the guardian Edith had provided Violet with a detailed description of the specific situation on the third level of the dungeons. It seemed like this was a special space that was more conveniently understood through practical experience rather than spoken words.

 

There couldn’t be many prisoners on the third level of the dungeons.

 

And Violet didn’t think that every person who entered had to be forced to watch the memories of someone inside, that would be too foolish.

 

This meant it was a special circumstance.

 

Well, it was just an instant in reality, and there was no harm in taking a look.

 

As expected, the scene in front of her began to naturally shift, and judging from the height of the view, the owner of this memory was definitely not taller than one meter three.

 

Moreover, she was wearing a cute little skirt, clearly a young girl.

 

She stood on the inside of a counter, silently watching the bustling crowd in the Adventurers’ Guild Hall. She didn’t speak for a long time, until a tall and burly middle-aged man, carrying a giant axe on his back, entered with his teammates, chatting heartily, striding through the main entrance.

 

“Daddy!”

 

She rushed towards him.

 

The girl’s speed wasn’t fast, but the adventurers around her seemed to recognize her, actively making way for her. The man with the giant axe also instantly softened his expression, crouching down, spreading his arms, as if welcoming the girl.

 

“Oh, my little Rebecca! Did you miss Daddy?”

 

Violet was shocked!

 

Rebecca!?

 

No wonder she felt this man looked somewhat familiar. Upon closer inspection, wasn’t he the legendary adventurer, Captain Herbert, the “Berserker,” but ten years younger!

 

In other words, from the main perspective, this little girl was a young Rebecca, and this memory belonged to her as well.

 

Rebecca was right here.

 

An ordinary adventurer guild receptionist with a good memory would appear deep in the heavily guarded dungeons at a time like this?

 

Thinking about the information about Herbert’s daughter that they obtained from the Princess, and their chance encounter at the guild, Violet seemed to have understood something.

 

The memory continued.

 

“Daddy, why did you stay away for so long this time? It’s been a whole week without you coming back. Rebecca missed you a lot.”

 

Little Rebecca pounced into the arms of the young Herbert, cooing and acting cute. The legendary adventurer known as the “Berserker” could only smile helplessly.

 

“There’s no other way. There’s a shortage of manpower, and now the entire Courage City only has Daddy as a legendary adventurer. Although a few young talents have decent potential, they haven’t grown up yet. It’s a time when we are short-handed… Sorry, my precious daughter. Once this busy period is over, Daddy will definitely spend more time with you, okay?”

 

“Ugh… Don’t do that. Rebecca wants to play with Daddy now. I don’t have a mommy, if Daddy doesn’t want Rebecca either…”

 

The seven or eight-year-old girl cried stubbornly, and the teammates around the guild leader hurriedly tugged at his clothes, whispering softly to stop this rough and tough man from speaking further.

 

“Herbert…! Don’t say such things to a child, she can’t understand at this age. At times like this, you should go along with her, comfort Rebecca as much as possible. Understand?”

 

Another person, around fifteen or sixteen years old, clad in white armor, wielding a snow-white sword and shield, an almost entirely white young female holy knight, was also advising nearby.

 

“Yeah, Senior Herbert, I also think you’ve been too dedicated recently. Although the responsibilities of being the guild leader are important, neglecting your family for it is not okay. For little Rebecca, you might be her only reliance. Consider her more, for the sake of the child.”

 

“Even Natalie is saying this…”

 

The guild leader scratched his head somewhat awkwardly, looking at his small and adorable daughter nestled in his arms.

 

“Well, I’ll try to spend more time with this child. Regarding guild matters, I appreciate everyone’s support.”

 

“Haha, what nonsense are you talking about? This is everyone’s guild, no need to talk about support!”

 

“Yeah, Guild Leader, don’t be so reserved! Hahaha!”

 

Laughter echoed as young Natalie also approached, gently stroking the small girl’s head.

 

“That’s great, little Rebecca. You won’t be so lonely anymore. Sister Natalie will come to play with you often.”

 

…………..

 

Sizzle… Sizzle…

 

Miss Pure White Lioness’s gentle smile, like sunshine, gradually dissipated in the world crumbling like snowflakes. Violet knew that this was the end of a fragment of memory.

 

Perhaps Rebecca had some issues herself, or maybe this place wasn’t stable in connection with her. What could be shown to Violet were probably only those impactful memories.

 

Those… memories that changed Rebecca’s life.

 

The world begins to reconstruct.

 

This time, Violet’s perspective emerges in a dim dungeon.

 

It’s still Rebecca’s memory, but the view has elevated quite a bit. It seems like it’s several years after the previous memory.

 

The owner of this body feels very weak.

 

It’s not the conventional weakness from malnutrition or injury, the priestess who is fully immersed in Rebecca’s perspective senses this familiar situation very clearly.

 

Soul draining.

 

This is the experimental ground of the “Eternal Throne.”

 

“Why… doesn’t Dad come to save me?”

 

The plaintive voice that suddenly echoes in the silent space startles Violet. In the next moment, she realizes that it’s the grown-up Rebecca herself speaking.

 

Judging by the voice, she’s probably around thirteen or fourteen.

 

…Indeed, the best age to participate in the experiment of merging with vengeful spirits.