128 "80 Years In The Dreamland" 

Duke Fez was puzzled. 

How did everything work now? Is it because he's already so proficient with lucid dreams, or? 

Duke Fez was even more tangled, and his face distorted here and there. His body even froze, and the whole person looked dumb. 

Looking at Duke Fez, who froze into an ice sculpture as if someone pressed the pause button on his body, Mariella couldn't help but laugh.

"Dad, what are you doing? I don't have enough time to stay here, so let's enjoy our last moment together, okay?" 

Mariella spoke softly and casually climbed the duke's legs before sitting on the man's lap, just like what she used to do when she was still alive as Isabella. 

Duke Fez's body stiffened even more. He really could touch the little girl and could feel her warmth even when she should have been gone from this world forever. 

So...this is not his dream? Or maybe it's indeed his dream, but the girl in front of him is real!