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墨書 Inktalez
Luna's small face was tightly drawn, lacking the expression one would expect from a child.
Her bright blue eyes sparkled with an unwavering determination that belied her age, as if they held ancient wisdom within.
She knew that if she did not take action, her family would plunge into the depths of the Eternal Abyss.
In the original story, her elder brother became disabled for life due to a Magic Backlash, her Second Brother was deceived by a close friend, and Brother San, despite his exceptional talent, achieved nothing due to neglecting his training.
All of this stemmed from the betrayal of Lord Leonard and the Glorious Demon Fortress.
Luna took a deep breath, her delicate little hands clenched into fists as if she intended to seize Destiny by the throat.
She meticulously arranged everything, like an experienced chess player advancing step by step.
She inadvertently revealed some information to Qin Si about Leonard's "secret" of keeping a woman outside.
At first, Qin Si did not believe it; after all, in her impression, the Lord and Lady were deeply in love and were the envy of all as a model couple.
Yet beneath Luna's innocent exterior lay an undeniable certainty.
The details she described were so vivid and so concrete that Qin Si could not dismiss them.
After much hesitation, Qin Si decided to inform the Lady about this matter.
When she found Aelia in the garden trimming Hua Zhi, sunlight bathed her in a golden glow as if she were wrapped in a shimmering aura.
Qin Si cautiously relayed Luna's words to Aelia, each word feeling like a heavy stone that made it hard for her to breathe.
At first, Aelia wore a faint smile, thinking it was just some bored person spreading rumors.
As Qin Si recounted the story, her smile gradually froze, her face turning pale, and the scissors in her hand clattered to the ground.
"It can't be... this is impossible..." Aelia murmured, as if she had lost her soul.
She staggered back a few steps, barely managing to steady herself by gripping the stone pillar behind her.
Memories of Leonard's recent strange behavior flooded her mind; those details she had once overlooked now felt like sharp spikes, painfully piercing her heart.
Qin Si pulled out a letter from her pocket, one that Luna had asked her to deliver to Aelia.
The envelope bore no name, only a simple phrase: "To the Lady."
Aelia trembled as she took the letter, tearing open the seal. The familiar letterhead and tiny inscriptions came into view.
It was a love letter from Leonard to another woman, filled with tender affection that starkly contrasted with the letters he had written to her.
Unable to contain her emotions any longer, tears streamed down Aelia's face like pearls slipping from a broken string.
After years of marriage, she had thought she knew Leonard inside out, only to discover that he had been involved in so many sordid affairs behind her back.
She felt as if her heart had been torn into pieces, the pain making it hard to breathe.
The news spread like wildfire and soon reached her elder brother's ears.
He sat in his wheelchair, his once dull eyes now burning with fierce anger.
The pain from the magic backlash seemed to lessen slightly as he clenched his fists tightly, Ailya's white nails digging deep into his flesh without him even noticing.
“Father... how could he do this to Mother...” he gritted his teeth, his voice filled with hatred.
Upon hearing the news, Second Brother was even more furious.
He had once been deceived by a close friend and lost everything; now, seeing Father commit the same betrayal, a mix of anger and helplessness surged within him, driving him nearly to madness.
His eyes were filled with pain and despair, as if the entire world had collapsed around him.
When Brother San heard the news, he was lazily lounging on a deck chair in the garden, soaking up the sun.
He had always been indifferent to family matters, but this incident stirred a sense of unease within him.
As he gazed at Mother’s heartbroken figure in the distance, an inexplicable guilt washed over him.
As the sun set, the Glorious Demon Fortress was shrouded in gloom.
The air was thick with tension, as if it were the calm before a storm.
Luna stood by the window, watching the sky darken in the distance, a meaningful smile playing on her lips.
“The real show has just begun...” she murmured softly.
Suddenly, a shadow darted past and disappeared at the end of the corridor.
A chill ran down Luna's spine as an ominous premonition surged within her.
“Who?” she spun around abruptly, but all she saw was the empty corridor and the slightly ajar door at its end...
The setting sun painted the sky in shades of Azure Purple and orange-red, casting long, twisted shadows across the grand hall of Glory Castle.
The air, once filled with the rich Cedar Fragrance of blooming Jasmine and roses, now carried a metallic scent, a subtle yet palpable hint of impending conflict.
Silence enveloped the castle, starkly contrasting with the usual lively chatter and bustle.
Servants hurried about, their faces etched with worry, their whispers echoing in the sudden stillness.
Even the stones of the castle seemed to hold their breath, waiting for the storm to arrive.
Tristan, the Third Son, who usually reveled in the warmth of privilege and squandered his remarkable Magical Talent, now felt a wave of unease wash over him.
The lazy afternoon sun suddenly felt stifling against his skin.
He sat up abruptly, the soft cushions of the chaise lounge rustling beneath him.
He couldn't shake off the image of his Mother, tears streaming down her face, her eyes devoid of light.
He had always been indifferent to the schemes within the castle; he preferred to chase fleeting pleasures rather than confront the heavy responsibilities that came with his birthright.
But now, a strong sense of guilt spread through his stomach.
He suddenly became acutely aware of how fragile the world he had taken for granted truly was.
Rising from the chaise lounge, the setting sun outlined a new, resolute determination on his once carefree face.
He strode purposefully toward the library, each step infused with a newfound sense of purpose.
This time, he would take on the responsibility, diving headfirst into the dusty Ancient Grimoire, seeking to unearth the power that lay dormant within him.
He owed Mother, his family, and himself an explanation.
His younger brother, Lucius, paced anxiously in the room, his footsteps muffled by the luxurious Tapestry beneath him.
He had always been an observer—silent and reserved, aware of the secrets within the castle, the hidden currents of power, and the schemes that lurked in the shadows.
He sensed a shift in the atmosphere, like the subtle tremors before an earthquake.
He coldly and resolutely understood that their world was about to change.
A flicker of dangerous yet exhilarating excitement sparkled in his eyes.
This chaos and turmoil was not merely a crisis; it was an opportunity.
An opportunity to reshape their Destiny and break free from the heavy burden imposed by Father’s deceit.
He paused by the window, the cool Evening Breeze soothing his heated skin.
He gazed at the darkening sky, a faint smile playing on his lips.
He thought to himself that the game had only just begun.
In the hall, Leonard and Aurea faced each other, their confrontation charged with intense emotions of betrayal and heartbreak.
Leonard wore a mask of restrained anger, pacing back and forth like a caged beast.
"This is a lie!" he roared, his voice echoing in the hall.
"This is a malicious rumor spread by those who envy our power!" He gestured wildly, trying to salvage his crumbling authority.
Aurea stood before him, calm and strong.
The fragile, heartbroken woman from the garden was gone.
Her tears had dried, leaving only a steely resolve.
She held the letter like a weapon; it was now crumpled and stained with tears.
"This is your word, Leonard," she said softly but firmly, "your promise, your lie. Will you deny it too?" The contempt in her voice struck like a slap.
She had once loved him, trusted him, and built a life with him.
Now, only the bitter ashes of deception remained.
The portraits of their ancestors hung on the walls of the hall, seemingly gazing down at them, silently witnessing the disintegration of their family legacy.
Whispers filled the castle.
Servants huddled in corners, their voices low and urgent.
Speculation, rumors, and fear spread like wildfire through the corridors.
The guards stood rigidly at their posts, hands gripping their swords, eyes darting nervously around.
The air was thick with tension, a palpable pressure weighing down on everyone within the castle.
It felt as though the very foundation of their world was cracking.
Luna hid in the Nursery, observing the unfolding events with a disquieting calm.
Her small brow furrowed, and her tiny hands clenched into fists.
The fleeting sense of victory she had felt earlier had vanished, replaced by a deeper, more unsettling feeling.
Though she was young, she was certain that true danger lurked in the shadows—unseen and unheard, yet ever-present.
The darkness she had glimpsed in the corridor, the fleeting shadows at the edge of her vision, constantly reminded her with a chilling certainty that a force was at work.
She could now feel a coldness on her skin, and a voice whispered in her mind.
Suddenly, there came a gentle knock at the door of the Nursery.
Luna turned around, her eyes widening in shock as her breath caught in her throat.
The door creaked open, and a figure stepped out from the shadows, their face obscured by the dim light.
"Luna," a voice whispered maliciously, "I know your secret..."
Xiao Luna was no ordinary baby doll.
She carried the memories of her past life, having crossed over into this world within a Magic Novel titled "Glorious Demon Fortress."
Moreover, she was destined to be nothing more than cannon fodder from the moment she was born!
Heavens above, are you playing with me?!
But who is Luna?
She was once the Grand Sorcerer of the Magic Realm!
Even if she has now become a little one who can only babble, she will never accept her fate!
In order to change the tragic destiny of herself and her family, she has decided to stir things up!
“Madam, Master…” Qin Si's voice was low, trembling slightly.
Aelia, the Lady of the Fortress of Glorious Demon Fortress, had always been elegant and noble.
Yet recently, she felt that something was amiss.
Her husband Leonard, the man who professed his love for her, seemed to be hiding some unspeakable secret.
And this secret would soon be unveiled by Xiao Luna herself!
“Wow… wow…” Luna waved her little arms while using her tender voice to "remind" Aelia.
In her clear, big eyes sparkled a wisdom that belied her age.
Luna had no intention of letting tragedy repeat itself!
She would make Aelia see Leonard's true colors and tear off his hypocritical mask!
Inside the Magic Castle, dark currents flowed beneath the surface.
The eldest brother, once known as the Genius Mage, had become disabled due to a Magic Backlash and spent his days in gloom and despair.
The Second Brother, betrayed by a close friend, found himself trapped in an endless Magic Dilemma, unable to escape.
Brother San possessed immense Magical Talent but was blinded by his gifts, neglecting his training and leading a life of idleness.
Then there was the ambitious Lucius, the Third Young Master of the Glorious Demon Fortress, who seemed to be plotting something in the shadows...
Luna understood that to change her family's Destiny, she must first shatter the tranquility of the Magic Castle.
Exposing Leonard's true nature was merely the first step.
However, she gradually sensed a dark Magical Power quietly approaching.
This force was far more powerful and dangerous than she had imagined.
The Glorious Demon Fortress was fraught with peril.
Could Luna, armed with her wisdom and courage, help her family escape their predicament?
How would she confront the unknown threat of Dark Magic?
The future of the Magic Castle was filled with uncertainty...
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