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墨書 Inktalez
In the room, an eerie silence seemed to have sucked away all sound, leaving only the oppressive air quivering slightly.
Luna's eyes, as clear as mountain spring water, remained fixed on everything before her without blinking.
Small as she was, she appeared to be an outsider, an observer who took in the emotional shifts of everyone around her.
She knew that what was coming next would be a storm—a storm capable of overturning the entire Glorious Demon Fortress.
“Yi Ya…” Luna called out weakly again, her tiny body straining forward. She stretched out her chubby little hand, first pointing at Aelia's closed door, then laboriously turning toward Leonard's study.
That innocent gesture, however, carried an astonishing amount of information.
Qin Si was taken aback; she had initially held onto a glimmer of hope, but Luna's actions forced her to reevaluate her assumptions.
Could it be… that the Young Miss really knew something?
“Young Miss, are you trying to say that the Master is in the study?” Qin Si's voice trembled slightly. She couldn't believe her own guess but felt compelled to grasp this lifeline.
Luna nodded with all her might, her gaze resolute and filled with anticipation.
She understood that she had to help Aelia; she had to prevent this tragedy from unfolding.
A flicker of hope ignited within Qin Si, but it was overshadowed by fear and unease.
Having followed Aelia for many years, she had long regarded her as family.
She couldn't imagine how devastated the lady would be if she learned the truth.
"Young Miss, you stay here with the lady. I'll be right back," Qin Si said, carefully placing Luna beside Aelia before resolutely turning and leaving the room.
She was headed to the study to confront Leonard about what he truly intended to do!
She had to fight for the lady, for Young Miss, for the entire Glorious Demon Fortress, to grasp at the last thread of hope!
Even if… that hope was slim.
As Qin Si's figure disappeared beyond the door, Luna let out a faint cry: "Yi Ya..." The sound seemed to herald an impending storm, or perhaps it was a cheer of encouragement for Qin Si.
The show was about to begin…
Meanwhile, Aelia remained lost in her own woven fantasy of happiness.
She imagined her husband's gentle smile, envisioned a harmonious Leonard's Last Night with the family, and the sweetness in her heart nearly overflowed.
However, Luna's appearance struck like a bolt of lightning, instantly shattering all her illusions.
Each tender call of "Yi Ya," each gesture pointing toward the study felt like sharp knives stabbing mercilessly at her heart.
She began to recall all the peculiarities of Leonard over this period.
He always used his busy work as an excuse, returning home late or even not at all; his gaze toward her grew increasingly distant and cold.
She originally thought it was just because he was burdened by too much responsibility, that he was simply exhausted.
But now it seemed clear that it was because... his heart was no longer with her!
“No... it can’t be... it can’t be...” Aelia murmured to herself, unwilling to accept this cruel truth.
She would rather believe that this was just a nightmare, a nightmare that would vanish upon waking.
Yet, Luna's clear eyes reflected her inner fears and anxieties like a mirror.
She suddenly stood up and staggered to the window, gazing at the brightly lit study in the distance, her anger boiling over.
Years of love could not withstand the laughter of a newcomer?
Was she, Aelia, to be toyed with so easily?
Her world crumbled in an instant.
Anger and despair intertwined, transforming into a powerful force that surged within her.
She felt her blood boiling, her rationality slipping away bit by bit.
“Leonard... how dare you betray me...” Aelia’s voice was low and hoarse, filled with hatred.
The atmosphere of the Magic Castle grew tense along with Aelia's shifting emotions.
The once peaceful and tranquil air felt as if it had solidified, creating a suffocating atmosphere.
On the other side, with Luna's help, the Magic Backlash that had plagued his elder brother was finally under control.
The black mist that had been swirling around his body began to dissipate rapidly, as if it had encountered its Natural Enemy.
In its place flowed warm and pure Magical Energy, coursing gently through him.
He felt his body gradually recovering, and the numbness in his limbs was replaced with sensation.
Slowly, he raised his hand, feeling the long-lost Magical Power, his heart filled with surprise and excitement.
He had thought that he would be a useless person for the rest of his life, enduring pain and despair.
But now, he had regained the power of magic!
It was nothing short of a miracle!
And the one who created this miracle was none other than his lovely Sister, Luna!
He looked at Luna with gratitude, vowing to protect her well and ensure she faced no harm.
With his regained Magical Power, his elder brother entered the upcoming Magic Arena as if he were invincible, defeating opponents one after another and ultimately claiming three victories, shocking the entire magical community.
Once disabled by the Magic Backlash, filled with pain and despair, he now shone brightly with magical brilliance, becoming the pride of the Glorious Demon Fortress.
The family once again gained glory and respect due to his achievements.
Unlike the joy of his elder brother, Second Brother's heart remained filled with pain and regret.
The betrayal by a close friend, which had plunged him into the Magic Dilemma, felt like a thorn deeply embedded in his heart, leaving him unable to let go.
He often found himself recalling that scene, remembering the look of betrayal in his friend's eyes, and the feeling of despair and helplessness that had consumed him.
Every time these memories surfaced, he would feel a sharp pain, as if he were transported back to that moment of utter hopelessness.
Luna watched the anguish on Second Brother's face, her heart swelling with compassion.
She understood that Second Brother's emotional turmoil ran deep and could not be resolved overnight.
However, she was determined not to give up.
She believed that as long as she persevered, there would come a day when Second Brother would emerge from the shadows and regain his strength.
Gently, she took Second Brother's hand and comforted him in her tender voice, "Second Brother, don't be sad. Everything will be alright."
Then, she shared with him the solution to the Magic Dilemma.
The despair that had once consumed Second Brother began to flicker with a glimmer of hope. He looked at Luna,
willing to believe in her, willing to trust that he could overcome his predicament and reclaim his life.
Brother San remained listless, spending his days indulging in pleasures.
He possessed enviable Magical Talent, yet he was so captivated by his own gifts that he neglected his training.
He always believed that his strong talent would allow him to easily surpass others without any effort.
However, the reality was quite different.
His talent did not bring him success; instead, it led him to become increasingly mediocre and degenerate.
Luna looked at Brother San's dejected state, filled with disappointment.
She knew that Brother San had great potential, and if he were willing to put in the effort, he could achieve remarkable accomplishments.
Yet, Brother San remained oblivious, lost in his own fantasies.
Determined to awaken him, she resolved to make him understand the importance of hard work.
“Brother San, are you really content to continue like this?” Luna asked.
Brother San was taken aback, lifting his head and gazing at Luna in confusion.
“You have such powerful talent, yet you refuse to train diligently. Don’t you think it’s a shame?” Luna continued, “Do you truly want to live your life in mediocrity?”
Her words struck Brother San's heart like a bolt of lightning.
He awoke as if from a dream, filled with shame.
He finally understood that he had been deceiving himself all along, constantly evading reality.
He possessed enviable talent, yet had squandered it, which felt like a grave sin!
Determined, he resolved to start his training anew, to use his efforts to make amends for his past mistakes.
He looked at Luna and said,
“Luna, thank you. I will work hard; I will definitely become a powerful Mage!”
The night grew deeper.
Qin Si had been gone for a long time but had yet to return.
Aelia's heart grew increasingly uneasy.
She sensed that something was about to happen.
Suddenly, urgent footsteps echoed through the air.
Moments later, Qin Si appeared at the door, her face pale.
“Madam... Master... he...” Qin Si's voice trembled, unable to articulate her words.
Aelia's heart sank suddenly.
"What happened to him?" Aelia's voice was cold and calm, as if she were asking about someone completely unrelated to her.
Qin Si looked up, met Aelia's gaze for a moment, and then said with difficulty, "The master... he is in the study... with a woman..."
A shiver ran through Aelia's body.
Her face turned as pale as paper in an instant.
"What did you say?" Her voice was hoarse and trembling, as if she had exhausted all her strength.
Qin Si dared not look into Aelia's eyes any longer. She lowered her head and whispered, "I... I saw it with my own eyes..."
"Slap!"
A crisp sound of a slap echoed in the air.
A bright red handprint appeared on Qin Si's face in an instant.
"Vile servant! How dare you slander the master!" Aelia's voice was sharp and piercing, filled with rage.
Qin Si covered her face, too afraid to speak.
Yet, the truth was the truth; no matter how much she denied it, it could not be changed.
Aelia took a deep breath, striving to calm herself.
She needed to be composed, to think clearly, and to determine what to do next.
Slowly, she walked to the window, gazing at the brightly lit study in the distance.
“Let’s go to the study!” Aelia’s voice was cold and resolute, filled with killing intent.
Qin Si was taken aback; she hadn’t expected Aelia to make such a decision.
“Madam… you…” Qin Si wanted to dissuade Aelia but didn’t know what to say.
Aelia ignored Qin Si and walked straight out of the room, heading toward the study.
With a sigh, Qin Si hurried after her.
As their figures disappeared at the end of the corridor, only Luna remained in the room.
Luna watched them leave, knowing that this was just the beginning...
“Aelia, are you sure you want to do this?” a deep voice echoed from the darkness.
Aelia halted, turned around, and looked at the figure standing in the shadows, a cold smile curling at her lips.
“What else could it be? Should I just stand by and watch him betray me?”
The atmosphere in the Magic Castle was like a pot of boiling water, ready to explode!
In the hall, the once elegant nobles could no longer adhere to any decorum, whispering and gossiping among themselves.
Leonard is keeping a Concubine?
This was explosive news!
It was well known that Lady Aelia was iron-fisted; who would dare play tricks under her watchful eye?
Moreover, Leonard was no pushover either. To have kept such a secret for so long, the depths of this situation were truly alarming!
“How... how is this possible? Isn’t the Lord of the Fortress usually good to his wife?” a finely dressed Female Mage exclaimed, disbelief evident in her voice as her wand trembled slightly in her hand.
“Good? Hmph, you can know a person’s face but not their heart! Who knows what he’s been doing behind her back!” sneered a portly Baron nearby, his eyes gleaming with gossip. “I’ve thought that new maid seemed off; she has that seductive look—there must be something wrong!”
The cacophony of voices buzzed like countless mosquitoes in the air, each person filled with a mix of excitement, fear, and a touch of schadenfreude.
Some worried about the future of the Magic Castle. The series of upheavals had cast a shadow over what was once the glorious Glory Magic Fortress.
With the eldest brother's Magic Backlash, the Second Brother's predicament, Brother San's downfall... and now the Lord's scandal... could the Glorious Demon Fortress endure?
Others secretly reveled in the turmoil within the Magic Castle, seeing it as an opportunity for a power reshuffle—perhaps they too could benefit from the chaos.
As the crowd buzzed with speculation about the future of the Magic Castle, a cold voice sliced through the noise like ice.
"Enough!" Lucius, the Third Young Master of the Glorious Demon Fortress, stood in the center of the hall with a grim expression. His sharp gaze swept over everyone, and the air seemed to thicken. "Shut up! We haven't even figured out what happened, and you're all here spouting nonsense? Is it not chaotic enough for the Magic Castle?"
The crowd fell silent, intimidated by Lucius's imposing presence, though their curiosity and probing gazes remained undiminished.
Lucius took a deep breath, suppressing the anger and unease bubbling within him.
He knew that what mattered most now was to remain calm and uncover the truth of the matter, rather than let these rumors tarnish the reputation of the Magic Castle.
Turning away, he walked towards his study, his posture tall and resolute, yet there was an almost imperceptible hint of confusion in his demeanor.
"Mother, what exactly do you want to achieve?"
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