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The torrential rain, mixed with ice crystals, pounded against the Banquet Hall Dome, causing Aelia's fingertips to tremble from the heat of the Wedding Ring.
Suddenly, the infant in her arms grasped at her collar adorned with Irises, while Luna's Pink Palm pressed tightly against the Thorn-wrapped Sapphire Wedding Ring, a Milk Stain spreading across the Ring Face, emitting an unusual glow.
"Miss, look!" Qin Si suddenly tugged at Aelia's Pearl Cufflinks.
Following the trembling finger of the maid, they saw that the Golden Lotus Candelabrum, extinguished by the downpour, had miraculously reignited. Seventeen clusters of Dark Purple Flame formed the shape of an Iris in the air—identical to the rare flowers beneath the glass Dome of the greenhouse behind them.
As Leonard pushed through the crowd towards them, Luna unexpectedly burped, carrying a hint of Milk Fragrance.
A Golden Lotus Petal that had rolled from the infant's sleeve floated toward a Magical Projection, landing perfectly on a hidden door carved with Ice Roses in an old mansion's Fire Scene.
Aelia's pupils constricted—this was an Emblem only found in her husband's study's secret chamber.
"It's just Elemental Turbulence..." Lord began to speak, but before he could finish, Luna's Ice Rose Jade Pendant suddenly refracted a rainbow of Light Spots.
The Light Spots pierced through the rain curtain and landed on Aelia's Skirt. The Irises automatically adjusted their crowns, all pointing toward the Entrance of the Underground Ice Cave.
Where the flower stems intertwined lay a gift from her husband last year—the Ailya's Birthday Rune belt buckle embedded with Eternal Ice Crystal—now oozing Ashes identical to those in the Projection.
Aelia staggered and grasped Qin Si's Wrist, her Ailya's White Nails nearly digging into the maid's Healing Rune.
Three Days Ago, Leonard had said he was going to the Northern Territory to handle an avalanche, yet his cloak’s Lining was clearly stained with the greenhouse’s unique Silver Powder from the Irises.
At that moment, Luna had suddenly cried out loudly in her Cradle, and the spilled Crystal Baby Bottle had soaked that suspicious glimmer perfectly.
"Madam, be careful!" Lucius shouted as he swung his sword to sever the falling Liuli Lantern.
Aelia caught a glimpse of her husband soothing the witch huddled in the corner amidst the chaos—nestled in her hair was the very jade hairpin that should have been locked away in the Family Treasury, belonging to the First Patriarch.
Luna suddenly laughed, grabbing a curl of Mother’s hair, her warm infant drool dampening the spot, and the jade hairpin abruptly faded into a poor imitation.
At that moment, the Golden Lotus Petal vanished entirely, and a sharp cracking sound echoed from the old house's projection.
Aelia watched helplessly as her husband’s most cherished First Generation Family Head's Notebook turned to ashes in the fire, while in reality, Leonard was discreetly wiping his forehead with his sleeve—where a burn identical to Ailina's appeared in the projection.
"Take me to the Ice Cave." Aelia handed Luna to Qin Si, and the swaddling strap suddenly came undone, revealing a heart-shaped light gold Contract Flower Mark.
Lucius, who was about to dissuade her, abruptly stopped—this mark was identical to the image of First Love in Father’s Study by Ankeli.
The spiral staircase leading to the Ice Cave was coated in frost, and Aelia’s high heel got stuck in a gap.
As she bent down, Luna's crystal pacifier rolled under a loose peacock stone tile—within a time capsule buried by Leonard during his proposal twenty years ago, fragments of a magic letter began to seep out, carrying a rose scent that matched the witch's perfume perfectly.
When the stone door to the Ice Cave thundered open, seventeen Mechanical Irises simultaneously turned towards Aelia.
In the magic image projected from their petals, Leonard was inscribing the Ice Crystal Incantation of Family Secret Tradition onto the collarbone of a strange woman.
Luna suddenly emitted a yiya sound; droplets of water from her mouth trembled on Mother’s hand back, clearly freezing the date in the image—it was indeed the day of their little daughter’s full moon celebration.
"This is an Elemental Sprite's prank..." As Leonard chased after them, Aelia's skirt's irises suddenly withered.
The petals fell to the ground and transformed into ice crystals, piecing together a coordinate map of the Outer Chamber—the very direction her husband had claimed to leave for during Luna's Hundred Day Feast due to a beast riot.
The dome erupted with Jing Lei's Shan Na, and Luna's Contract Flower Mark suddenly glowed.
The infant, with no awareness, grasped a piece of the Golden Lotus Petal, which landed squarely on the remnants of a love letter clutched by Aelia.
As the parchment made contact with the milk stain, there emerged Leonard's handwritten words: "To my eternal beloved"—the edges of the tiny inscriptions still stained with the special iris juice from the flower house.
Suddenly, the Ice Cave shook violently, and the Ice Sculpture of the First Patriarch rolled away, dropping half of an emerald ring.
When Aelia bent down to pick it up, Luna's tears unexpectedly dripped onto the inner side of the ring face—there, a small likeness of a strange woman slowly emerged. In the reflection on the ice wall, Leonard's face began to twist into a demon totem amidst a cluster of purple irises.
Frost flowers from the Ice Cave Dome fluttered down, and Aelia's fingers gripping the emerald ring turned pale.
Luna suddenly coughed violently in her arms, spraying milk foam that splattered against the ice wall, scorching a blackened gap in the demon totem.
"How dare you use illusion magic to slander the head of the family!" Leonard's palm coalesced into an ice blade, but at the moment he swung it, his wrist was ensnared by falling ice crystals from the dome.
Seventeen mechanical irises abruptly changed direction, projecting a magic image onto the entire ice wall—on the carved pillar in Leonard's last night within the outer chamber bedroom, clearly etched were the oath runes that he had vowed to carve on their eldest son's birth column on the day Aelia gave birth.
Qin Si suddenly pointed at the witch's pearl necklace around her neck and exclaimed, "That is an everlasting pearl refined from the tears of your lady's miscarried twins!" Luna began to wail dramatically; at that moment, as infant tears fell to the ground, two infant faces resembling Aelia slowly emerged on the surface of the pearls.
Veins bulged on Leonard's forehead as frost spread along his scepter to Aelia's feet.
Luna suddenly grasped her mother's ice crystal necklace; its light gold contract flower mark perfectly aligned with the necklace mechanism.
From deep within the Ice Cave came a roar of turning gears. The broken sword held by the First Patriarch's ice sculpture suddenly shot out, precisely severing an ice blade that was aimed at Aelia.
"Father said never to activate the Guardian Array..." Lucius stared in shock at the ice crystal shield that automatically surrounded Aelia.
Luna laughed as she stuffed her saliva-covered fist into the mechanism, and the baby’s Contract Flower Mark unexpectedly activated the family’s Defensive System, which had been dormant for two hundred years.
Meanwhile, a thunderous cheer erupted from the Glory Arena, a thousand miles away.
Her elder brother leaned on the oak staff, which Luna had gnawed runes from with her Milk Tooth, and suddenly tore away the healing bandages that bound his chest—beneath the skin corroded by Magic Backlash, the Dark Golden Magic Pattern flowed along the Track designed by Luna.
“Oh my God! His Magic Core is reassembling!” The Elders at the Judging Table stood up in unison.
An Ice Flame enveloped her brother, swirling with Iris Petals, as celebratory ribbons from twenty years ago—when he won his first championship—suddenly fell from above the stands.
When the opponent’s Thunderstorm spell collided with this strange Light Barrier, it transformed into Xiao Yu, nourishing the Magic Pattern.
Aelia staggered back in the Ice Cave, her Skirt brushing against yellowed love letters from a time capsule.
Leonard stepped on a Remnant Page that floated to his feet, where "To My Iris" was written in Floral Calligraphy, the ink smudged with Nightingale Grass and Blue Blood Fern Juice, matching the curtains of the Outer Chamber.
Luna suddenly stretched out her small hands toward Father; the Palm's Contract Flower perfectly aligned with the wallflower Emblem in the projection of the Outer Chamber nursery.
“You even have a bastard child…” Aelia's voice shattered in her throat.
The stone door of the Ice Cave was suddenly burst open. The Chief Guard, covered in magical glitter, shouted while holding a Communication Crystal: “The Young Master has won Three Consecutive Championships!”
This shout felt like a Curse; Aelia's Skirt's Iris petals suddenly hovered to form a Family Crest.
The image of her brother winning the championship was projected onto the ice wall through the Communication Crystal, and the base of his raised trophy was distinctly engraved with a ghost face drawn by Luna with her saliva.
Amidst the roaring crowd in the stands, the sounds of "Glory Returns" and "Sound Wave" mingled with the clear laughter of "Young Sister."
Leonard's expression changed drastically as the violent Wind and Snow concentrated at the tip of the Scepter suddenly turned towards the Communication Crystal.
Luna unexpectedly released a Rainbow of Luna, with bubbles enveloping the violent Wind and Snow as it collided with the Magic Crystal Lamp at the top of the Ice Cave.
From the shattered ice crystals emerged a scene from a wedding twenty years ago—the young head of the family was secretly using a Counter-Contract Spell to replace the wedding vows.
"So it was a lie from the very beginning." Aelia tore off her Ice Crystal Necklace, and her hair, adorned with Iris, suddenly turned blood red.
Luna's Contract Flower Mark heated up suddenly, and all the mechanical flowers in the Ice Cave simultaneously adjusted their direction, aiming their flower cores at Leonard's heart.
On this side of the Competition, the eldest brother's finger, which was wiping the trophy, was suddenly cut by an ice crystal.
A drop of Blood Pearl fell onto Luna's left behind Tooth Mark, and a massive Magic Contract unfolded in the air above the stands—this was the Guardian Oath he had secretly established when Young Sister turned one month old.
The audience was shocked to discover that the patterns of the Oath and Emblem perfectly matched those on Aelia's Wedding Ring.
"Mother..." The eldest brother gazed towards the direction of the Magic Castle, his pupils suddenly constricting.
Amidst the sudden burst of Strong Light from the trophy, a baby's heart-wrenching Loud Cry could be faintly heard.
Without hesitation, he broke off the gem at the top of the trophy and used the reversal spell Luna had taught him to transform all glory into a Guardian Magic Pattern.
Inside the Ice Cave, Leonard suddenly clutched his heart, horrified to find that his mark of power was fading.
At Aelia's feet, an Emerging Guardian Array activated automatically as Eldest Son claimed victory; those flowing Golden Runes climbed up along Luna's swaddling straps, scorching the image of the Outer Residence Coordinates into ashes.
"You think you can shake..." Leonard's threat was abruptly interrupted by the sudden entrance of a messenger.
Second Brother burst in, drenched and holding a broken Magic Tool, his eyes shining with excitement. "Big Brother's Magic Pattern Recombination Method! Luna said it can solve my dilemma!"
As the celebratory Magic Fireworks painted the night sky above Magic Castle in vibrant colors, Brother San sat alone atop the abandoned Stargazing Tower.
He rubbed the Celestial Chart that Luna had given him, stained with Milk Stain, while beneath his feet lay the Talent Assessment Roll that had been deemed an Error years ago.
The cheers erupting from East Tower shook the snow off Eaves Corner, and the moonlight illuminated his Astrolabe, which slowly rotated in his hand—its core held the very gem missing from Big Brother's trophy.
Moonlight scattered across the Astrolabe in Brother San's fingers, and the gem refracted Light Spots that shattered the annotation "Error" on the Talent Assessment Roll into fragments.
Suddenly, he heard cheers from the courtyard below. Looking down, he saw Second Brother drawing Star Trails on the Fountain Pool with shards of the broken Magic Tool. The patterns once labeled as Misconception perfectly overlapped with Luna's Milk Stain Celestial Chart.
"So the stars never lie," Brother San murmured, gripping the edge of the scroll tightly. The Parchment was suddenly lifted by a night breeze, revealing on its back a crooked Blood Arrow drawn with saliva by Luna—pointing directly to the Seventh Volume of the Ancient Star Chart Chronicles that he had abandoned three years ago.
From the shadow of the tower rolled a half Pine Cone, fragrant with Milk Fragrance; it was one he had carelessly discarded during Hundred Day Feast at the Library of Hidden Books.
In the distance, Magic Fireworks erupted into constellations from the direction of Competition, causing Brother San's pupils to constrict sharply—this was precisely what he had failed to comprehend at twelve: the Heavenly Pivot Reversal Formation.
At that moment, the Astrolabe buzzed, and within the Light Barrier cast by the gem emerged Big Brother's track from winning the championship through Magic Pattern Reconstruction. Those Dark Golden Patterns bore an uncanny resemblance to the Misconception Star Trail circled in red ink on his assessment paper.
"It wasn't Talent Misguidance," a gust of wind carrying Luna's Milk Fragrance brushed past his ear. Brother San suddenly noticed an Ice Crystal Purple Iris blooming from a crevice in the stone; on its petals lay shards of his Observation Mirror that he had smashed out of spite years ago.
As he trembled and touched the flower stem with his fingertip, the entire Stargazing Tower shook. The long-sealed Star Chart Device activated automatically, projecting an image of him as a baby grasping an Astrological Compass onto the wall.
Meanwhile, in the Side Hall of the banquet hall, Lucius knelt on one knee before Luna's Gilded Cradle.
He carefully held a Crystal Bottle, despite the Frost Flower from the Ice Cave still clinging to his armor. Inside the bottle was sealed the Ashes of the Outer Residence Coordinates after being burned. "If Young Miss needs to experiment with a new Curse..." His ears turned red as he tilted the bottle towards the infant gnawing on her toes. Luna suddenly blew a bubble, and the Milk Stain on the Bottle formed a crooked Family Crest.
A dull thud echoed through the courtyard as a Heavy Object fell to the ground.
As Lucius turned alertly, Luna's swaddling strap unexpectedly tangled around his Leonard's Sword.
The ice crystal embedded in the hilt refracted the scene from Leonard's Last Night: Brother San was frantically spreading evaluation papers across the Stargazing Platform, using Luna's Crystal Pacifier dipped in soot ink to revise the Star Chart.
When the seventeenth revised chart overlapped with his brother's Magic Pattern Track, the long-abandoned Stargazing Tower suddenly erupted with seven-colored beams of light, startling all the nightingales in the Iris Field.
Luna squinted her grape-like eyes, peering through the Crystal Bottle to see Brother San's light beam intertwining with her brother's Guardian Magic Pattern in midair.
Deliberately, she knocked over the Crystal Baby Bottle, causing Milky White Liquid to flow along Lucius's sword blade into the Floor Tile Gap—those winding traces were precisely the last Curse to lift Second Brother's Magic Dilemma.
As the young knight hurriedly wiped down his Sword Body, Luna's Chubby Palm suddenly slapped his Hand Back, and a golden light flashed from the Contract Flower Mark. The hilt revealed his Castle Transformation Diagram that had been rejected by Father when he was five years old.
"You... you knew all along?" Lucius's voice trembled.
The baby, however, was happily gnawing on an Emerald Ring, its Ring Face blurred by drool.
As he leaned in for a closer look, Luna suddenly tapped out a rhythm of three long and two short beats on the Cradle post with the ring—exactly the Requiem mode his Mother had taught him before her passing.
The Ice Crystal Necklace on the Grooming table emitted a hum as Leonard's Sword Suddenly Emitted a Hum. When Aelia rushed over, she saw Luna pressing Lucius's index finger onto the Ring Face.
As the young knight's Blood Pearl seeped into the emerald, within the ring suddenly emerged an image of himself as an infant being held by his Mother, smiling during Leonard's Last Night.
Aelia's Wedding Ring In Hand cracked open in response, revealing an inner layer engraved with a real marriage contract—on which, at the Witness position, was unmistakably Lucius’s Mother’s youthful Signature.
"Madam, I wish to restart the West Wing Training Ground." Lucius suddenly looked up, the Frost Flower on his armor transforming into the shape of an Iris. "According to... according to Young Miss's modification plan." He unfolded the Parchment stained by Luna's Milk Stain, and those seemingly random smudges revealed intricate outlines of a Defensive Formation under the moonlight, with the focal point being the hidden Coordinate where he had stashed his Mother’s relics during childhood.
Luna reached out to grab Aelia's skirt, when suddenly, mechanical vines emerged from the Iris Dark Pattern, pulling the cracked Wedding Ring towards the moonlight by the window.
As Yin Hui enveloped the ring, what was projected onto the wall was no longer a Demon Totem, but a holographic image of the First Patriarch holding half a ring and teaching a Young Child.
Aelia suddenly covered her mouth—how strikingly similar that child’s Mei Yan was to Lucius.
"Mother!" The sudden call of Second Brother echoed through the courtyard.
He leaped onto the terrace holding a freshly repaired Magic Tool, its core embedded with the Milk Tooth that had shattered during Luna's Hundred Day Feast.
As the Starry Sky Projection filled the Side Hall walls, everyone clearly saw Brother San's light beam constructing a three-dimensional Defensive Net alongside Eldest Brother's Guardian Magic Pattern, while a gap flickered with Dark Stake Coordinates yet to be cleared from the Outer Chamber.
Luna suddenly laughed as she playfully tapped the Crystal Bottle, revealing a distorted Baby Palm print in the Milk Stain on the Bottle.
Lucius intuitively raised the bottle before the Star Trail Projection, and the palm print perfectly filled in the gap in the Defensive Net.
The Second Brother's Magic Tool suddenly emitted a sharp buzzing sound, projecting an ancient formation used by their family three hundred years ago to fend off a Beast Tide—identical to the magic circle formed unintentionally by Four Siblings at that moment.
Aelia trembled as she stroked Luna's head adorned with a Contract Flower; suddenly, the infant grasped her finger wearing a broken Wedding Ring and pressed it against an Emerald Ring.
At the moment when the two rings collided, the First Patriarch's Ice Sculpture In Hand—the Broken Sword—suddenly flew out from the display case and merged into a complete Rune Sword under the moonlight.
An Ice Crystal Eye opened at the hilt, reflecting four children’s Zhua Zhou from Leonard's Last Night in its Pupil.
"Mother, look!" Eldest Brother burst in, wrapped in ribbons from the Competition venue, with gemstones missing from his trophy heating up in his palm.
As the gem drew closer to the Rune Sword's Ice Crystal Eye, the Sword Body suddenly emerged, flowing with the Family Motto: Iris.
Luna excitedly waved the saliva-drenched Celestial Chart, and as the Parchment struck the blade, the Ancient Script abruptly reformed into a modern Spell—the core technique to dispel the Magic Backlash.
At that moment, Brother San's beam of light reached its brightest, casting a Xing Mang on Luna's forehead through the Colored Stained Glass Window.
Aelia suddenly noticed that the Contract Flower of the Young Girl's Heart was unfurling new petals, each one branded with a child's Fate Trajectory.
When she touched the latest blossomed petal, Lucius's Transformation Diagram's Defensive Formation materialized, crushing the last Dark Stake Coordinate of the Outer Chamber into Iris Clay.
As the moonlight subtly shifted in angle, the Emerald Ring Luna held began to seep a thread of black mist.
The mist coalesced into an unmarked new Coordinate within the Star Trail Projection, only to be swiftly dispersed by the colorful light of her brother's trophy.
At the focal point of Lucius's Transformation Diagram, a rune obscured by a Milk Stain was irregularly pulsating, as if resisting complete restoration.
Meanwhile, Brother San at the top of Stargazing Tower had yet to discover that on the back of his modified Seventh Volume astrological chart remained half an imprint resembling Leonard's Staff totem.
I lay in a swaddling blanket embroidered with Magic Patterns, watching Lady Aelia's Emerald Color Skirt sweep across the Red Velvet Carpet.
She was bending down to tease my Neck with a Starry Moon Silver Chain, which was a protective charm secretly given to me by Brother San last night.
"Why is Luna so unusually quiet today?" Aelia formed an Ice Crystal Butterfly with her Fingertip; that magic, which should have made all infants laugh, shattered before me into Xing Xu.
I saw doubt flicker in her Pupil, like frost settling on a lake under the moonlight.
Now is the moment.
I clenched Chubby's small hand tightly, feeling the Magic Brand deep within my soul begin to heat up.
Through the Rainbow Light refracted by the Crystal Chandelier, I caught a whiff of the Violet Fragrance wafting from Leonard's study—his Mistress's favorite scent of Xunxiang.
Memory Fragments surged in my mind; in the Original, Aelia had grown suspicious upon catching this Yixiang scent, only to have her face half-blown off by a Magic Trap during her investigation.
"Madam!" Qin Si suddenly burst through the Golden Gate, her Hair Bun disheveled as if struck by lightning. "The escort team at the Cellar... found something at the Competition site..." Her voice trailed off as Leonard's Griffin Emblem cloak cast a shadow down from the spiral staircase.
Aelia's Fingertip suddenly froze, a six-sided Frost Flower spreading across the table.
I quickly expelled a Colorful Bubble, infusing it with the Magic Resonance of what I had witnessed last night: the bloodied Iris Handkerchief, overlapping handprints on the Contract Scroll, and the Thorn Magic Pattern wrapped around Leonard's Concubine's protruding belly.
"Pop!"
In that instant of the bubble bursting, Aelia suddenly clutched her Heart.
The Ice Spirit Necklace around her Neck emitted a blinding Blue Light, a warning from Bloodline Magic sensing a crisis for her offspring.
We both turned to look out the window towards the direction of the Magic Arena, where three streams of blood-red Wolf Smoke were rising—when my brother's Wheelchair rolled over the death warrant, I knew those nobles betting he wouldn't survive the full moon were in for trouble.
"Madam! The Young Master...," the herald stumbled and fell to his knees, strange Gold Dust smeared across his silver armor. "He summoned an Elemental Torrent at Wind Whisper Arena, and all of the Judging Panel's Prophecy Crystals exploded!"
Aelia stood up abruptly, her Skirt Hem sweeping over a Crystal Cup filled with Evening Primrose Tea.
I watched as the Amber Liquid spread across the sheepskin carpet like a map, suddenly recalling this scene from the Original—my brother, who should have died disabled, was now rewriting all Fated Trajectories.
The sound of leather boots echoed from the spiral staircase as Leonard approached, carrying the scent of Dong Xue.
I intentionally knocked over the Crystal Baby Bottle, letting the milk mixed with Agave spill onto the buckle of his belt adorned with Magic Crystals.
Aelia's pupils dilated sharply as she finally saw the Violet Lip Print lingering on her husband's collar.
"What is the commotion at the Competition?" Lord's voice was like a poisoned dagger. "I heard our crippled Eldest Son can suddenly summon Elemental Sprites now?"
Aelia's Ailya's White Nails dug into the ornate chair's back, frost creeping up Leonard's Leonard's Boots. "Crippled?
Did you not just sign the documents half a month ago to send that 'useless waste' to the Northern Territory to feed the Snow Monster?"
Suddenly, a deafening cheer erupted outside, and colorful Magic Fireworks lit up the night sky.
Second Brother's Messenger Falcon crashed through the Colored Glazed Window, clutching a scarlet Ailya that was blinding as blood—Three Consecutive Championships; my elder brother truly did it.
I grinned, revealing my toothless smile, as the great Mage Mark deep within my soul began to heat up. It was time for a certain Lord to experience the backlash of the Magic Contract.
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