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Beneath the ice crystal dome, Aelia's Ice Crystal Compass emitted a buzzing sound.
She gazed at the Ice Rose blooming wildly on the Gold Frame, suddenly blinded by the golden light spilling from the swaddled infant.
Luna's small silver-haired hand was astonishingly hot, and the Star Moon Totems floating in the air began to seep into her skin along her hair.
"Madam, be careful!" Qin Si hurriedly reached to take the baby, only to find his skirt frozen to the Stone Steps by frost.
Luna's grape-like eyes suddenly glimmered with lustrous gold, and the totem on Aelia's nape abruptly projected light and shadow—under the Emerald Pavilion's Carved Window Lattice, Leonard was placing Moonstone Earrings on a Strange Woman’s ears, clearly made of Mithril, a material fit only for use within the Northern Boundary Barrier.
Aelia staggered against the Ice Mirror, a metallic sweetness rising in her throat.
The mirror reflected the day she married Leonard at sixteen, his trembling fingertip lifting her Pearl Veil; it flashed back to last month’s Blizzard Night when he wore Leonard's Cloak scented with Wisteria Fragrance and said he was going to reinforce the barrier.
It turned out that all those lies were wrapped in shards of moonstone, falling into her palm and becoming stars.
"Mother!" The sound of a wheelchair crushing the Ice Layer shattered the silence.
The Eldest Son's pale fingers dug deep into the armrest as Black Veins formed from Magic Backlash crawled up Luna's neck. "How could your Star-Moon Pact turn into Thorned Chains?"
Suddenly, Luna let out a heart-wrenching loud cry, and the hexagram emerging from baby Mei Xin pulled everyone into an illusion.
Aelia saw Leonard holding a Black-Haired Infant standing in the Emerald Pavilion; around the child's neck hung the ancestral talisman that had been "accidentally damaged" during last year's Northern Territory Beast Tide.
What sent chills down her spine were the three boys playing in the courtyard—clearly younger versions of Lucius' brothers—but their Magical Talent entwined with black mist mirrored exactly what had befallen her three sons during that disaster.
"It turns out it wasn't an accident." The Alchemy Tome in Third Young Master Lucius' hand fell to the ground with a thud, and from its yellowed pages floated a Curse Totem he had seen when he accidentally entered forbidden grounds at ten years old. "The Talent Detection Crystal Father gave me... detected what it called an 'Error in cultivation direction'..."
Ailya's silver hair suddenly stirred without wind, and the Ice Crystal Compass exploded into powder in her palm.
The powder coalesced in the air, forming a Northern Territory Map that marked the location of the Emerald Pavilion, which completely overlapped with the Magic Castle Defense Eye.
She finally understood why every time Leonard "repaired the barrier," the magical powers of her three sons would inexplicably dissipate— it turned out that the entire family's destiny had long been turned into nourishment for Leonard's Concubine.
"Mother, please allow me to summon the Shadow Guard." The Eldest Son's Communication Crystal, embedded in the wheelchair armrest, began to heat up. It was the intelligence network he had painstakingly built since his disability. "Six months ago, when Second Brother encountered danger in Storm Canyon, the rescue team sent by Father deliberately took a detour around Emerald Pavilion..."
Luna suddenly coughed violently, her small hands desperately slapping at the illusion suspended in mid-air.
Aelia then noticed the edge of the illusion where Second Brother appeared, bloodied and kneeling in the Magic Circle during Leonard's Last Night. In his hand was a shattered Friendship Badge, and his friend's face was being eroded into a skull by dark mist.
"Enough!" Aelia's sharp reprimand shattered all illusions. She held Luna tightly in her arms; the Star Moon Totem in the infant's palm had already dimmed to a grayish hue.
The noblewoman, with her Dan Kou-stained Ailya's White Nails, deeply dug into her palm as she cut through the ice crystal-laden Bloodline before the Judgment Mirror: "Order all twelve Mages; within three days, I want to see a Detection Report for every Zhuan Shi at Emerald Pavilion."
As everyone received their orders and withdrew, Aelia trembled as she touched Luna's feverish forehead.
The infant curled up in her embrace, unknowingly murmuring the Death Prophecy from the original book: "When the Moonstone falls into the abyss, the cursed Bloodline will bloom upon the graves of Close Kin."
The noblewoman's pupils constricted as she suddenly recalled that night eighteen years ago during their grand wedding when Leonard placed the Moonstone Wedding Ring on her hand; indeed, an eerie Black Radiance had flickered deep within the gem.
Outside the window came the crisp sound of ice crystals shattering. The Second Young Master stood silently in the shadow of the corridor.
He rubbed at his collarbone where a healed Magic Burn Mark remained—a remnant from three months ago when he explored ancient ruins with his friend. At that time, a protective talisman given to him by Leonard had suddenly exploded, and his friend had pushed him out of the curse's range at the last moment.
In the shadow of the Ice Crystal Corridor, Second Young Master Alfred pressed his back against a stone pillar etched with Defensive Runes.
Suddenly, the Magic Burn Mark beneath his collarbone flared up, as the fierce winds of Storm Canyon from three months ago wrapped around him, piercing through his eardrum with the final screams of his dear friend.
"Run!" The bloodshot eyes of his friend shattered into fragments in his memory. Alfred tightened his grip on Leonard's Sword, the hilt embedded with a Friendship Badge that was now seeping black mist—this badge, which should have been destroyed in the explosion, was now gradually merging with the skeletal visage corroded in the illusion.
He suddenly tore open his clothing, fingertips brushing against the curse surging beneath the newly formed flesh.
On that day, when Leonard personally tied the amulet around his neck, the wisteria fragrance from their father’s palm distinctly mingled with a bloody sweetness that shared a source with the black mist.
A crisp sound of shattering ice crystals echoed from afar as Young Commander Leonard's Sword suddenly coalesced frost, carving a grotesque crack into the ground paved with moonstone.
Inside the Alchemical Chamber, bitter mist from Dragon's Breath Grass swirled around Third Young Master Lucius Cyril as he poured an entire box of Talent Detection Crystals onto the ice crystal operating table.
The pale boy's fingers glided over the Light Purple Crystals gifted by their father before he abruptly seized a pair of tweezers and crushed one of them.
The curled Black Silk Thread within the crystal core reminded him of the Curse Totem he had seen in the forbidden area at age ten—those Dark Purple Threads entwined with black mist were strikingly similar to the dissipating magic of his brothers in the illusion.
"So you knew all along." Trembling, he placed the shards of crystal core into the Developing Potion, where boiling liquid began to emerge Xu Ying modifying Leonard's Detection Report.
The Alchemical Potion Bottle suddenly exploded, splattering corrosive liquid onto his hand and leaving behind a Star-Moon Shaped Scar that bore an uncanny resemblance to their mother's Contract Mark on her neck.
Outside, the sound of Leonard's Sword emitting a hum as the Judgment Mirror activated drifted in, prompting Cyril to rip down the sheepskin scroll titled "Error Talent Guide" hanging from his neck.
The yellowed scroll curled into ash within the Magic Flame, as the young man, Palm, ignited the Elemental Light Spot that had lain dormant for seven years. Those abilities once deemed "useless talents" in Water Magic now swirled around his fingers, entwined with ice crystals.
The scent of Cedar Essential Oil wafted through the chamber as Qin Si fluffed the thirteenth soft pillow into a plump arc.
The Head Maid, her fingers stained with Dan Kou and Ailya's White Nails, pressed deeply into the velvet, recalling how she had helped her mistress change yesterday. She remembered the Thorn Pattern that had emerged on the neck where Leonard's Moonstone Necklace once rested.
"It’s time for the Calming Tea, my lady." She gently placed the Liujin tea cup on the jade table, her distorted reflection flickering in its surface.
Suddenly, a layer of Bing Hua formed on the surface of the Tea Soup. Aelia’s silver hair adorned with a moonstone hair ornament began to exude black mist, coalescing in the cup into the outline of the Emerald Pavilion.
Qin Si abruptly overturned the tea cup, shards of porcelain cutting into his fingertip.
Blood dripped onto the Ice Crystal Ground, transforming into writhing black insects—this was unmistakably the Curse Mark of the Northern Black Witch!
The Head Maid suddenly recalled how Leonard personally prepared his mistress's rose bath every seventh day of the month, those petals drifting with Wisteria Fragrance...
"Send word to the Frost Knight Order!" Aelia emerged from within her chamber wrapped in a Snow Marten Cloak. The ice crystals dancing on her fingertip were reconstructing the Northern Territory Map. "Have everyone who has come into contact with materials from the Emerald Pavilion report to Ice Prison for interrogation—this includes the Lord’s guards."
As night enveloped Magic Castle’s East Wing, Alfred stood before the Magic Sand Table in Storm Canyon.
The Young Commander’s Leonard's Sword hung over a marked location for Emerald Pavilion, while frost gathered at Jian Feng, gnawing away at the Amethyst that symbolized his father’s power.
The sand table suddenly trembled; black mist began to seep from the cliff that had "unexpectedly" collapsed three months ago. The Palm pressed against his chest by his dear friend burned with a Temperature that ignited his Curse Mark.
"So you were also a sacrifice." He tore off his Friendship Badge and hurled it toward the sand table. From within the exploding black mist emerged Xu Ying from beneath Emerald Pavilion—a multitude of Infant Skeletons entwined with Star Moon Totems resonated with the Black-Haired Infant amulet cradled in Leonard's arms.
The Alchemical Chamber of Dawn was filled with the scent of Dragon Blood Ink as Cyril etched the improved Detection Pattern of the Thirteenth onto his arm.
The boy bit his fingertip, letting a drop of Blood Pearl fall onto the formation's center. The emerging talent diagram in the air sent shivers down his spine—those branches of Water System that had once been deemed as Errors were now resonating with the Ice Crystal Compass of Mother, which was bursting with energy.
"Mother was the strongest Ice Mage in the Northern Territory back in her day..." He suddenly grabbed the Elemental Theory of Mutual Restraint gifted by Father and tore it into shreds. The black powder that fell from the yellowed pages screamed upon contact with Water Magic.
The boy's azure pupils reflected his own Mei Yan, similar to Aelia, in the Ice Mirror. He finally understood why Leonard had sent him that bottle of Enhanced Perception Wisteria Essential Oil on the year he awakened his talent.
As the first ray of morning light pierced through the Ice Crystal Dome, Qin Si stood frozen at the corner of the Emerald Corridor, clutching a Mink Cloak waiting to be washed.
The Head Maid's bloodied fingers gripped the stone pillar tightly as she gazed at the Captain of the Royal Guard emerging from the Lord's Study—there was clearly Northern Territory's unique Black Iris Pollen stuck in the gaps of his armor.
Moreover, on the wooden crate labeled Barrier Repair Materials that had been delivered from Emerald Pavilion yesterday, there was an identical Dark Pattern.
"Madam!" She rushed towards the Judgment Mirror, her skirt billowing, as a hidden Ice Rose in her hair suddenly oozed Hei Xue.
Turning around the last bend of the Emerald Corridor, she collided with Cyril, who was hurrying along with a Magic Scroll in hand.
The boy wore a Talent Detector around his neck, freshly refined, and the spinning ice crystal on the device pointed toward the study.
As twilight once again enveloped the Magic Castle, Aelia stood on the frozen terrace overlooking the Northern Territory.
A noblewoman's fingertip entwined in Luna's silver hair while Mei Xin slept peacefully, occasionally revealing a glimpse of Xing Mang.
Behind her, on the floating Northern Territory Sand Table, a Black Crystal representing Emerald Pavilion was eroding the Defensive Nexus, while ice crystals marking her three sons' residences glowed with a red light.
"Madam, Third Young Master Lucius requests an audience." Qin Si's voice trembled with suppressed emotion, the sleeves of the maid's uniform stained with Wisteria Fragrance powder, now frozen by frost.
As Aelia turned, the reflection of the Moonstone Window Lattice swept across Cyril's In Hand crystal ball, which was emanating Han Qi. Inside it, the sealed Black Silk Thread was identical to the cursed substance she had extracted from her teacup that morning.
A sudden thud echoed from the end of the ice crystal corridor, as a Heavy Object fell to the ground, and an abnormal red light flashed from Lucius's door's Defensive Barrier.
The noblewoman held Luna tightly in her arms, unaware as she clutched her silver hair. The Ice Pearl formed on the infant's eyelashes reflected the melting Moonstone Statue in the distance— a wedding memorial carved by Leonard himself, its base gradually Emerging with a Curse Pattern identical to that of the Emerald Pavilion.
The red light in the ice crystal corridor exploded in Lucius's Pupil as he staggered against the Carved Door frame.
The Moonstone Pocket Watch gifted by Father last year slipped from his Waist, black mist seeping from its cracked face, resembling the fog entwining the Infant Skeleton in the Emerald Pavilion illusion.
"Third Young Master?" The attendant holding a medicine box froze at the Turn Corner, watching as the usually dignified Young Master crushed his Pocket Watch with his bare hands.
Sharp shards cut into his Palm, yet Lucius seemed entranced, staring at the scattered gears—those Mithril-plated parts spontaneously reassembling into a Curse Array that belonged only to the basement of the Emerald Pavilion.
A sudden sound from the Main Hall brought forth Leonard's Sword Suddenly Emitted a Hum; the blood-stained sword clattered to the ground.
Lucius grabbed Leonard's Sword and rushed toward the source of the noise but collided with a reflection of a Wheelchair gliding over an Ice Surface at the corner.
The Eldest Son’s Pale fingers gripped a Communication Crystal, and within the Light Barrier flashed Shadow Guard Military Intelligence Reports that made his Adams Apple roll violently: those marked with "Leonard's Concubine Supplies" were completely identical to the Betrayal List of military supplies Father had asked him to transcribe last month for Magic Castle.
"Elder Brother..." Lucius's voice caught in his throat.
He saw his brother’s disabled Left Leg Emerging with patterns similar to those of a Curse Totem, while the Amethyst embedded in the Wheelchair Armrest was unmistakably part of Father’s "Recovery Gift" sent on Ailya's Birthday Rune last year.
The Carved Wooden Door of the Emerald Pavilion turned to powder under Leonard's hand.
The Lord's cloak, embroidered with gold thread, swept across the ground littered with shards of moonstone, but suddenly froze upon touching the Infant Swaddling—a black-haired infant’s neck revealed a family heirloom amulet that cracked open, exposing the curled-up Xingyue Curse Insect inside.
"Can you explain the maintenance records for the Barrier Node?" Aelia's Ice Crystal Boots crunched over the mithril lattice. The noblewoman's Luna suddenly murmured in her arms, and the golden light from the infant's fingertip illuminated the walls—hundreds of Infant Skeletons were embedded in the foundation of the Emerald Pavilion, each Unicorn Skeleton's heart pierced by a silver nail engraved with Leonard's emblem.
Leonard's palm rose, enveloped in a black mist scented with Wisteria Fragrance: "Madam, listen to me..." Before he could finish, an ice spike pierced his palm, and Cyril’s Water Magic solidified into an Ice Spike reminiscent of what Mother excelled at in her youth.
The young Alchemist’s neck Detection Device spun wildly, projecting a Light Barrier that revealed Xu Ying from ten years ago at the Talent Test site—Father’s Curse Crystal hidden in his sleeve was aimed at Mother’s slightly rounded abdomen.
"Father said that a Mage should take pride in protection." Alfred's Leonard's Sword hung at Leonard's throat, Jian Feng reflecting the black crystal devouring the Magic Fortress Barrier on the sand table. "Then why do all the bodies of rescue teams found by my Frostwolf Guard in Storm Canyon bear the Slave Brand of the Emerald Pavilion?"
Luna squirmed uneasily in Aelia's arms; an Ice Pearl on the infant's eyelashes suddenly reflected a strange scene from Leonard's Last Night—the Curse Pattern on the cracked Moonstone Statue Base was quietly spreading, while a chilling Resonance emanated from deep within the Magic Fortress Leyline.
The noblewoman’s wrist inherited ice bracelet shattered with a sound, and those jumping shards formed Northern Ancient Language in midair: "The Twinborn must consume their blood relatives."
Leonard suddenly let out a howl as black mist surged from his skin where Jian Feng had cut him.
Everyone stared in shock as layers of the Lord’s luxurious attire peeled away, revealing a blood-red Curse Mark connecting his heart to the black-haired infant—clearly a Bloodline Exchange technique recorded in Forbidden Ancient Texts.
"Father...?" Lucius felt Leonard's Sword in hand suddenly weigh a thousand pounds.
He saw himself emerging from black mist on that night when he had a fever at five years old, Father holding his palm through the night to check his temperature; then flashed to last month when Father guided him through military affairs, with Wisteria Pollen staining his sleeve overlapping with the Dark Pattern on the wooden box of Emerald Pavilion.
Ailya's Silver Hair suddenly burst forth with Ice Blue Light, and Luna in her arms thrived with Mei Xin and Xing Mang.
The infant waved his small hands without awareness, and the Star Moon Totem of the Magic Castle Dome suddenly flipped over. At the same time, the Unicorn Skeleton buried in the foundation of the Emerald Pavilion let out a Loud Cry—those souls that were supposed to be consumed by the curse were now transforming into a glowing stream, rushing towards the Dark Injury on the Three Young Masters.
"Stop him!" Cyril's crystal ball suddenly shattered.
As everyone turned their heads, Leonard had already crashed into the Moonstone Statue while holding the Black-Haired Infant.
Lord pressed his bloodied fingers against the Curse Pattern on the statue's Base, causing the entire Ground of the Magic Castle to tremble. The light membrane of the Defensive Barrier suddenly became tainted with a murky Purple-Black.
Luna let out a sharp Loud Cry, and the infant's small hand, clutching Aelia's silver hair, began to emit golden light.
The Thorned Chains around the noblewoman's neck snapped in response, and the reformed Ice Crystal Compass in the air pieced together a complete view of the Northern Territory—at every collapsing focal point, coordinates where the Three Young Masters had encountered misfortune emerged.
Alfred's Leonard's Sword suddenly emitted a Longyin, and the burn mark beneath Young Commander's Collarbone glowed with Bing Wen.
As his Blood Pearl fell into the sand table, a Hexagram identical to Luna's Mei Xin rose from Xu Ying in Storm Canyon.
Cyril's Water Magic surged uncontrollably towards the sand table. To everyone's astonishment, three different attributes of magical power intertwined through Luna's golden light, temporarily freezing the disintegrating barrier.
Aelia’s blood-iced Fingertip brushed against Luna’s feverish forehead, and the infant’s wet eyes suddenly gazed in the direction of the Three Brothers' residence.
From deep within the Magic Fortress Leyline came an ancient Resonance, as if a slumbering Contract was being awakened by Starlight Power—while Luna’s curled little hand unknowingly grasped three Ice Crystal Shards glowing with a Red Glow.
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