Grace, the head of the Ellesia Count family, possessed a mysterious ability to turn back time and was known as both a saint and a demon.

Though she saved countless lives across the world, she could not cure her own illness.

As she was on the verge of death due to an incurable disease, there was just one final concern she had.

She worried that Kai might lash out at her disciples for staying silent about her death.

“If Kai comes… take the kids and run.”

With a bang, the door was ripped off its hinges, and the Duke of Persia entered belatedly. But—

‘I’m tired, I just want to rest now.’

Thus, Grace Ellesia, who had healed countless people and achieved great feats, closed her eyes for the last time.

*

This is the place where I’m going to live from now on?

The place where she opened her eyes again after leaving the world at a young age was—

“So, this is what they call the room of a neglected daughter?”

“What nonsense! The family just went bankrupt, that’s all.”

In the blink of an eye, Grace… no, Ceres, had become the eldest daughter of a ruined family. Moreover…

‘Three hundred years have passed since I died?’

Wow, this is insane.

‘Well, whatever….’

Three hundred years or not, that’s all fine. But right now—

“Shouldn’t I deal with these debt papers first?”

The only source of money in this cursed, ruined family was a stew shop.

The place that sold mercenaries’ soul food, ‘Where Your Feet Rest.’

But the soup recipe felt strangely familiar.

…Wasn’t I the original creator of this?

“That’s my dish!”

“First come, first served!”

“Get lost!”

…This is an absolute mess, a complete disaster.

First of all, I need to clean this up.

But, by the way…

“Excuse me. Have you seen my Bluey anywhere?”

“Could you please make sure the Duke can at least eat properly?”

…Why do all these weird people keep showing up?

Can’t I just live quietly for once?