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Aelia's fingers gently traced over Luna's tender skin. Luna, this seemingly innocent infant, was like a riddle; within her small body seemed to hide immense power, enough to shake the very foundations of the Glorious Demon Fortress.
Luna gazed at Aelia, silently lamenting: Aelia, oh Aelia, you have been deceived for too long!
She recalled the Original Plot, where Leonard's betrayal was like a festering wound, ultimately dragging the entire family into the abyss.
Only by helping Aelia see Leonard's true nature could she truly change her family's Destiny.
But she was just a baby; how could she accomplish such a feat?
Luna's gaze fell upon Qin Si, and a bold idea began to take root in her mind.
Focusing her energy, she used magic from the depths of her soul to convey a subtle message to Qin Si.
Qin Si looked at Luna, filled with astonishment.
Luna's eyes were clear and bright, yet held a glimmer of adult wisdom that left her incredulous.
It seemed she understood Luna's intent; a plan that had long been brewing in her heart finally found its breakthrough at that moment.
Qin Si took a deep breath and lowered her voice as she addressed Aelia, "Madam, I have something to report regarding the Lord of the Fortress."
Aelia's gaze shifted from Luna to Qin Si's face, sensing a hint of unease in her expression.
"What is it?"
Qin Si retrieved a letter and a small Jin Nang from her sleeve, presenting them to Aelia with both hands.
“This is… the correspondence between Lord of the Fortress and Leonard's Concubine, as well as the personal token of their illegitimate child.” Qin Si's voice trembled slightly.
Aelia's face instantly turned pale as she trembled while taking the letter and the token. Her gaze fell upon the familiar tiny inscriptions on the letterhead, and her heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand.
Years of loving memories surged forth like a tidal wave, and the sweet promises of the past now transformed into the sharpest blades, piercing her heart deeply.
She opened the token, revealing a delicate jade pendant carved with a vividly depicted flying dragon, the emblem of the Leonard Family.
She recognized this pendant; it was what Leonard had once promised to give to their child but had never fulfilled.
Tears finally streamed down her cheeks.
Aelia clutched the letter and the token tightly, her body trembling like a small tree swaying in a storm.
Anger, despair, and sorrow intertwined within her, making it nearly impossible to breathe.
Just then, Leonard pushed the door open.
Upon seeing Aelia holding the letter and token, his face turned ashen.
“Aelia, let me explain…”
“Explain?” Aelia shot her head up suddenly. The tears blurred her vision, but the burning anger in her eyes sent chills down Leonard's spine.
“What more do you want to explain? Are these pieces of evidence not clear enough?” She hurled the letter and token at Leonard’s face. “Leonard, you have betrayed me, betrayed our family!”
Leonard's face shifted from pale to flushed; he opened his mouth but found himself at a loss for words.
He knew that all his lies and disguises had become pale and powerless in this moment.
Furious and ashamed, yet feeling guilty, he could only angrily fling his sleeves and leave, slamming the door behind him with a loud bang that made the entire room tremble slightly.
Hiding in the Cradle, Luna watched everything unfold before her and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The first step was successful.
This sudden storm also stirred the attention of her elder brother, Second Brother, and Brother San.
Standing outside the door, they heard Aelia's cries and Leonard's arguments. They knew that the Glorious Demon Fortress was about to undergo a tremendous transformation.
Seeing Aelia stand her ground ignited a glimmer of hope in their eyes.
For so long, they had lived in Leonard's shadow. The elder brother was disabled due to Magic Backlash, Second Brother was deceived by a close friend and fell into a Magic Dilemma, while Brother San had wasted his training due to Talent Misguidance.
They had once felt despair and confusion, but at this moment, they saw hope for change.
They clenched their fists, silently vowing to rise again and work hard to cultivate magic for the future of their family.
Aelia slowly walked to the Cradle, her gaze falling on Luna.
Luna blinked at her, as if to say, "Don't worry, everything will be alright." Aelia took a deep breath, trying to calm herself.
She knew she couldn't falter; she had Luna, three sons, and the entire Glorious Demon Fortress to protect.
Bending down, she gently kissed Luna's forehead before turning around with a determined look towards the door.
“Qin Si,” her voice was low and powerful, “go fetch my gown. Tonight, I will convene a family meeting.” She paused, a cold smile creeping onto her lips. “It’s time to clean house…”
Lucius, the Third Young Master of the Glorious Demon Fortress, had always felt like an outsider, watching everything unfold within the Magic Castle with a detached gaze.
He had long heard of his father Leonard's actions but had never cared to involve himself.
However, Luna, this seemingly fragile infant, displayed extraordinary wisdom and courage that captivated him deeply.
He approached the Cradle, his deep gaze fixed on Luna.
“Xiao Luna,” his voice was low and magnetic, laced with a barely perceptible tenderness, “you truly are an astonishing Little One.” Luna laughed, waving her tiny hand as if responding to his praise.
He extended a finger and gently touched Luna's small hand, a strange energy flowing through his fingertip.
“I am willing to help you,” he lowered his voice, his tone resolute, “to face the challenges ahead together.” Luna blinked her eyes, a sly smile appearing at the corners of her mouth.
She reached out her small hand and tightly grasped Lucius's finger, as if sealing a sacred pact.
The two exchanged smiles, their eyes sparkling with wisdom and filled with anticipation for the future.
Suddenly, Luna relaxed her grip, pointing towards the window with her fingertip and uttering in a baby voice, “Back mountain… there…”
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