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The crystal chandelier in the nursery swayed under the blood moonlight as Luna clutched Aelia's pearl cufflinks, laughing.
The usually composed Lady of the Fortress knelt on the velvet carpet, watching her daughter draw strange patterns with drool on the magic crystal toy—three months of brightness overlapping at the castle spire, where a woman in a lace nightgown curled up at the tower's base.
"What does Luna want to tell Mother?" Aelia's fingertip conjured an ice blue probing spell, but it was repelled upon touching the toy.
Suddenly, the floating magic crystal exploded, and light and shadow intertwined to form a holographic projection of Leonard embracing a gold-haired woman, the curve of her pregnant belly piercing Aelia's pupils.
As Qin Si entered with a bowl of medicinal soup, he caught sight of Aelia crushing her seventh ice crystal ornament.
Han Shuang climbed along the corner's magic vine, freezing an entire black rose window into an ice sculpture. "Let out the spying beetle Lucius sent last year," Aelia said, tearing off her twenty-year wedding oath necklace. The ice-cone-shaped tail ring carved deep marks into the table. "Focus on investigating the black market magic crystal shop in the southeast corner."
Three days later, torrential rain poured down as Aelia's dressing mirror reflected Leonard kissing his concubine during Leonard's last night.
She stared at the man's gentle hands caressing the pregnant woman's belly in the mirror; those hands had braided her hair just last night.
The diamond-shaped mirror suddenly shattered with a web-like crack, and ice magic spiraled out of control, whipping up a fierce wind as twelve crystal chandeliers burst one after another.
"Madam, watch out!" As Qin Si rushed over, Ailya's silver hair visibly faded to snow white.
Cold ice thorns pierced through her silk gloves, blooming into a bloody flower in her palm.
Luna's cries pierced through the magical barrier as a pocket watch-shaped moonstone rolled to Aelia's feet, casting shadows of three dragon eggs locked away in the outer chamber cellar—treasures Leonard had vowed to keep for their legitimate son during her difficult labor ten years ago.
From the East Tower came the sound of shattering porcelain; Luna's swaddling was stained with blue blood fern juice mixed with starlight grass.
Her elder brother's trembling right hand hovered above the magic circle, lightning elements he hadn't seen in ten years leaping between his broken fingers. "Are you sure that mixing moonstone powder with raven blood can break the bloodline curse?" He tore open his clothing to reveal a dark purple backlash mark on his heart, which was gradually fading with Luna's lullaby.
"Brother." Luna blew bubbles imbued with a magic halo, from which emerged a remnant page of the ancient text "Dark Erosion Veins."
Suddenly, her brother's wheelchair toppled over a potion rack as he grabbed Aelia's amethyst pendant that Luna had clutched during her nap—inside it sealed away was the long-lost thunder spell of her maternal family.
When the first true Jing Lei split the blood-red sky, Second Brother stood beside Luna's Cradle.
His usual Emerald Cufflinks glimmered under the moonlight with an eerie Dark Red hue, resembling solidified Blood Pearl.
Outside the window, a Murder of Crows suddenly turned as one, letting out a piercing cry towards the black market, while he remained oblivious, absentmindedly stroking the Birthday Gift his dear friend had given him.
Luna's bitten Tongue oozed Blood Pearl, quietly dripping onto Second Brother's cuff.
The crimson stain was quickly swallowed by the emerald, as if it had never existed.
The sound of torrential rain pounding against the East Tower Stained Glass mingled with Second Brother Urgent breaths, his hand holding the Emerald Cufflinks suddenly froze in mid-air.
The Blood-colored Patterns inside the cufflinks twisted under the moonlight, gradually forming the outline of his dear friend Aiden's Lucius.
"Three months ago we hunted the Two-Headed Serpent in the Misty Marsh......" Second Brother's Pupil constricted slightly, his knuckles whitening from exertion. "It turns out he had already inscribed the curse into my Elemental Circuit back then."
Luna's Cradle suddenly radiated a Light Golden Halo, her chubby Palm patting against Second Brother's knee. The Magic Core, once bound by a Magic Chain, suddenly began to Zhen Chan.
Outside, the Murder of Crows let out a sharp cry, and from Second Brother's cuff erupted dozens of strands of Bloodline, weaving together in mid-air to depict a scene of Aiden casting Dark Magic.
"Immerse the roots of Evening Primrose in Agave juice." Luna exhaled a stream of starry Milk Foam, and as the bubbles burst, ancient patterns of a Purification Array emerged. "Mix brother's Lightning Element, when the blood moon rises completely..."
Second Brother suddenly tore open his collar, revealing a dark red Curse Mark beneath his collarbone that was seeping black mist.
He grabbed Luna's small hand, stained with the juice of Starlight Grass, and pressed it against the mark. A purplish-red flash of dazzling lightning burst through the roof, tearing open a silver gap in the storm clouds. "So this is the true thunderous spell!" He laughed at the dancing lightning serpent in his palm, though tears glistened at the corners of his eyes. "Sister, wait until I burn down Aiden's hidden Cursed Altar in the black market to ashes..."
Suddenly, a sound of shattering crystal echoed from the West Corridor. Brother San kicked open the intricately carved wooden door and rushed in, his hair tips still carrying the scent of sulfur from the Magic Potion Laboratory. "It's so noisy! Do you have any idea what I'm researching..."
His complaints were abruptly cut off.
Luna was tracing patterns in the air with her fingers dusted in Magic Potion powder, golden trails forming the Ancient Elvish Language suspended in the torrential rain—words from the missing page of the Arcane Source she had studied for ten years without success.
"Your pride in Fire Affinity," Luna suddenly spoke in a clear Child's Voice, startling Brother San, who stumbled back and knocked over a brass candlestick, "is merely an illusion caused by the mutation of the Light Element." The Milk Foam she exhaled wrapped around the candle flame, which, instead of burning Crimson, refracted into a spectrum of colors in the rain.
Brother San stared intently at the Sun Wheel pattern that suddenly emerged on his Palm, as the volatile fire element that had long surrounded him became as gentle as silk.
The lightning striking outside illuminated his violently trembling eyelashes, and scenes of Magic Surge deemed "out of control" by his mentor replayed rapidly in his mind.
"At dawn, facing the newborn sun..." Luna's voice grew increasingly vague, yet her small hand accurately pointed to the dawn gem at his Waist, "rewrite your foolish Fire Spell incantations with cedar sap..."
Amidst the sound of pouring rain, a sharp crack of shattering crystal pierced through. Aelia had broken the moonstone Gold Frame embedded in the Grooming table, frost creeping down her Skirt and spreading across the Ground.
Qin Si held a trembling silver Silver Tea Tray, watching as the lady, who had maintained her composure for Twenty Years, crushed her Wedding Ring into powder.
"The owner of that grocery store has been pregnant for five months." Aelia's voice was colder than the Cold Wind from the Extreme North Land. She tore off her Family Crest from her chest and tossed it into the fireplace, where the Ice Blue Flame instantly consumed the emblem's proud lion design.
The Tea Spoon in Qin Si's Hand suddenly froze into an ice column as she recalled Three Days Ago when she had seen Leonard's Last Night through a spying beetle—when Lord personally selected Dragon Scales for Leonard's Concubine's unborn child.
That rainy night they had stayed up late sewing Infant Swaddling with the lady; it turned out that Leonard's Dark Rose Fragrance around his Neck did not come from the Magic Potion Laboratory.
"Go prepare an emergency summons for the Frost Knight Order." The ice crystals forming at Aelia's Fingertip suddenly exploded into hoarfrost, and twelve Ancestors Portraits hanging in Glory Hall were simultaneously covered in white frost. "Wait until Lucius returns from patrol in the Northern Territory..."
Before she could finish her sentence, a violent tremor shook the castle's foundation.
The eldest brother, who was mixing potions in the basement, suddenly looked up; the Thunder Gem embedded in his Wheelchair Armrest resonated with the Amethyst in Luna's Cradle.
The Lightning Element accumulating within the storm clouds transformed into a beam of light piercing through the Dome, intertwining above Castle Spire to form a massive outline of a Judgment Sword.
An ominous Bloodlight Column lit up over Southwest Black Market as Second Brother's Lightning Element and Brother San's newly awakened Light Element both surged violently.
As Aelia grabbed Leonard's Sword and rushed toward Luna's tower, Qin Si noticed that ice crystals forming at the tips of her Hair were gradually tinged with Dark Golden—a sign that Aelia’s maternal bloodline was about to awaken.
As Lucius tugged on the reins, the silver mane of Frostwolf stood erect like sharp spikes.
Thirty miles outside the Northern Fortress, the crimson eyes of wolves spread across the snowy plains like hellish stars against the horizon.
His waist's Xuan Bing Jian had yet to be drawn, but the Family Crest suddenly burst forth with a blinding blue light—the Ice Lion totem pierced through the raging wind and snow, coalescing in the void into Lucius's silhouette.
"Mother activated the Cold Frost Order?" He pulled open his frozen wolf fur cloak, revealing the inner side embroidered with Magic Patterns on his Secret Silver Chainmail.
As his fingertip brushed against the surface of the badge where Frost Flowers had formed, a sudden crackling sound of shattering ice crystals echoed across the entire snowy expanse.
The Snow Wolf Pack, which had been creeping closer, suddenly howled in retreat, their silver-gray fur emerging with dense Ice Lion Claw Marks.
Galen, Leonard's personal guard, suddenly pointed southeast. "Third Young Master Lucius, look!" Under the Blood Moonlight, the Twelve Spires of Glorious Demon Fortress were enveloped in a dome woven from thunder and auroras.
Lucius's pupils constricted; he distinctly remembered that before departing for Luna's Hundred Day Feast, the Castle Defense Barrier had been a pure Ice Blue.
When the Frostwolf Cavalry broke through the Castle Barrier, Lucius was nearly knocked off his feet by the elemental turbulence that surged toward him.
The family portraits that had hung for a century were all frozen in ice crystals, and the swords held by his ancestors were seeping dark golden blood.
His amulet from Leonard, worn for twenty years, suddenly became scorching hot as the Secret Silver Patterns engraved with defensive curses began to rearrange themselves automatically.
"Third Young Master Lucius, be careful!" Qin Si's alarmed voice echoed from above on the spiral staircase.
Looking up at Leonard's Last Night made Lucius's breath catch—Aelia’s white hair flowed down like a cloak woven from moonlight, with ice crystals forming at her hair tips as they painted ancient incantations in midair.
The carpet she walked upon blossomed into Ice Roses; with each step she took, the Magic Vines on the walls shed layers of disguise to reveal blood-red Curse Runes beneath.
From the direction of the nursery came Qing Yue's Zhong Ming, and Lucius's Wolf Head Ring suddenly erupted with purple light.
This was his brother's Thunder Mark, signifying that the castle's Core Defense System had been automatically activated.
He pressed his racing temples, recalling that rainy night before his departure when Luna had laughed while gripping his sword, the hilt inlaid with a magic crystal that had indeed flashed with a similar light to the Zi Mang.
Suddenly, a thunderous vibration resonated from below, and Lucius braced himself against the wall, feeling his hands covered in ice shards.
The ice shards melted in his palm into a pale golden liquid, which automatically sketched out a map of the castle's underground pipeline—three branches glowing red extended toward the black market, each ending adorned with the pattern of a two-headed serpent.
"Third Young Master Lucius," Qin Si rushed over, her frozen skirt trailing behind her, frost clinging to her nose. "Madam wants you to go to the East Tower immediately to reinforce..."
Her words were drowned out by the explosion of rainbow bubbles from the nursery.
Luna's clear laughter pierced through three layers of magical barriers, and a milk foam wrapped in starlight lazily floated toward Lucius, bursting into a frost knight order's defense map—what should have guarded the Northern Territory's Frost Banner was now all planted on the black market's southeast corner, covering the roof with magic crystals.
Lucius's hand gripping the sword trembled slightly as he finally discerned the starlight falling with the milk foam; they were fragments of prophecies that only high-level astrologers could summon.
The mirror at the turn corner suddenly reflected his astonished face, an ice lion emblem emerging on his forehead, identical to Aelia's, flickering in and out with Luna's laughter.
From deep within the castle came the automatic chime of a crystal harp, an object of taboo from his father's study that was never allowed to be touched by others.
Lucius gazed at the frost-covered image of wedding vows at the end of the corridor and suddenly became aware of the faint outline of a baby within the prophecy fragments in his palm—Luna's chubby little hand was clutching a broken wedding ring, while in the background, an ice lion roared as it tore through a blood-red sky.
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