In the tilted castle, the Amethyst Chandelier swayed, casting eerie light spots. Luna's Silver Bell burned against Qin Si's palm.
The trembling fingertip of the maid brushed against the inner wall of the bell, where a delicate floral calligraphy, known only to her, now shimmered with a Qing Yu hue.
"The prophecy from three days ago..." Qin Si tightened her hold on the swaddled infant, whose body exuded a milk fragrance mixed with the scent of cedar—this was the unique Soul Mark of a reincarnated Great Mage.
Suddenly, she recalled how Luna had grasped her hair tips three days prior, forcing into her mind Leonard's Last Night: the bottom shelf of the seventh bookcase, where the Curse Doll's skirt hem was embroidered with Canary Feathers that the Master of the Magic Castle would never use.
Aelia was arranging her Pearl Hairnet in front of the Dressing Mirror when she caught sight of the maid's pale face reflected back. "Madam, when the seventh petal of the Greenhouse Wisteria falls..." Qin Si knelt on the silver-thread carpet, the baby giggling in her arms as tiny feet kicked away the swaddling to reveal an ankle adorned with a bell.
Upon hearing "Leonard's Concubine" and "Ailya's Birthday Rune," Aelia's combing mirror, inlaid with Moonstone, suddenly shattered.
Three Twelve Rays Guardian Magic Patterns flowed around her skirt but wailed as they touched a shard of Shu Chi—this was a Token of Love hand-carved by Leonard twenty years ago.
"Take Luna to the Rose Greenhouse." Aelia tore apart her Starry Necklace at her neck, and Sapphire Zhui Zi transformed into Liuguang, seeping into the wall.
Her Ailya's White Nails, stained with Balsam Juice, dug deep into her palm. Memories surged back—when she had once carved out half a heart to treat Leonard for Demonic Poison; the bloody recollection of that Magic Potion resurfaced violently.
Luna opened her eyes wide in Qin Si's embrace, watching as Aelia's fingertip formed an Ice Spike for detection magic.
This secret technique could trace objects' memories back thirty years and required burning three years' worth of Ten Years each time it was cast.
The infant suddenly emitted a Yiya sound, her tiny hand accurately shattering the Ice Crystal Shards floating before her—those Ice Spikes that were supposed to reveal Leonard and Leonard's Concubine meeting during Leonard's Last Night instantly reconfigured into a Holographic Projection of the seventh bookcase in the library.
"Luna!" Qin Si hurriedly grasped the baby's reddening palm but recoiled in pain upon contact.
From within the swaddling floated a half-burned Parchment—the access spell for the Forbidden Zone of the Magic Castle’s library.
Aelia's detection magic screeched at midnight.
When she opened the Dark Compartment at the bottom of the seventh bookcase, the Birthstone at the neck of the Curse Doll glowed blindingly—those numbers perfectly misaligned with seventeen days and nights from each year she celebrated Leonard’s birthday under the Moon Phase.
"So this is your true birth date..." Aelia tore away a Canary Feather from the Cursed Doll’s skirt. The Blood Pearl seeping from its base coalesced in mid-air into Leonard’s Lucius.
She suddenly coughed violently; in her palm lay a diamond Scar left from that heart carving, now oozing Blue Blood laced with ice crystals.
Luna's bell swayed autonomously on the Cradle, shattering Aelia's suppressed sobs in the moonlight.
The infant gazed at the Blood Magic Pattern gradually forming on the ceiling, the key Contract that had led to Second Brother's betrayal by his closest friend in the Original.
She expelled a Luna, a bubble encasing the bell that adhered precisely to the core of the Magic Pattern, causing the unfinished Curse Array to twist into a comical smiling face.
As the first rays of dawn pierced through the Stained Glass, Aelia appeared on the highest Astrology Platform of the castle.
She shed the Liujin belt that symbolized her status as mistress, allowing the fierce wind to whisk away her Peacock Blue Shawl embroidered with Guardian Spells.
Her Fingertip brushed against the cold Star Observation Instrument, where remnants of Leonard's breath lingered from when he taught her to identify the Disaster Eye.
"Resonance Magic requires Shuang Sheng Blood Pact." She suddenly let out a cold laugh, her Tear reflected in the Metal Surface of the instrument.
Twenty years ago, when Leonard was gravely injured and near death, she had sacrificed the sacred blood of her Family Legacy; yet now, the instrument displayed that deep within the Disaster Eye surged Fallen Blood, unmistakably infused with a sense of desire.
When Luna's Loud Cry penetrated three layers of stone walls, Aelia was crushing the eighth verification Magic Crystal.
The baby's Sound Wave transformed into a physical entity under magical amplification; wherever the Silver White sound wave swept through, hidden Contract Scrolls tucked away in wall crevices became visible.
On the oldest Parchment, beside Leonard's Signature was a faint pink lip print—left by a Perfumer skilled in using Rose Wax.
"Go fetch Young Master to the greenhouse." Aelia stuffed the blood-stained Contract Scroll into Luna's swaddling, and instantly, the baby ceased crying, gently rubbing her Milk Tooth gums against the edge of the scroll.
As Qin Si turned with the child in his arms, the mistress's Pearl Necklace suddenly snapped, and three hundred round sea pearls rolled onto the mysterious runes Luna had drawn with Milk Stain last night, piecing together a Celestial Chart from that day of her brother's Magic Backlash.
A dull thud echoed from the Castle Cellar as an Oak Barrel burst open, mingling with Leonard's unique Agave Aroma as he comforted Leonard's Concubine.
Standing amidst a rain of flying pearls, Aelia finally wept over her bloodied Palm—those Lacrima solidified into Ice Blades upon hitting the ground, cleaving a nearby sea pearl in half to reveal its darkened Magic Core within.
Suddenly, an unusual Cold Wind swept through the Rose Greenhouse; Young Master Zhang Jian, who was pestering a Magic Plant, felt a red glow emanate from his hand.
His disabled Left Leg suddenly throbbed with Zhuo Tong—an old injury from ten years ago when he bore his Father's Magic Backlash—now resonating with some shattered Contract Power from the direction of the main castle.
The Nightlight Roses in the Wisteria Arbor turned towards the main castle, their petals revealing the face of Aelia, glistening with icy tears.
The Liu Li Ding greenhouse in the Rose Greenhouse refracted a spectrum of light in the morning sun, while Young Master Arthur's silver staff was deeply embedded in the soil.
The Nightlight Roses trembled between his pale fingers, as Aelia's phantom was being consumed by ice crystals. This reminded him of that dawn ten years ago, also filled with the fragrance of Black Roses—when his father's palm rested on his forehead, and he distinctly smelled the sweetness of Agave.
"The Mother's Blood Curse is resonating." Arthur loosened the silk neck scarf that tightly gripped his Adam's apple, revealing a winding purple scar beneath his collarbone.
This mark, left by the magic backlash he endured for his father, now resonated with the shattered contract power of the main castle.
Suddenly, he swung his staff to break the palm and flung a Blood Pearl towards the ice crystal teardrop forming at the top of the Wisteria Arbor.
The collision of crimson and ice blue created a Shan Na, from which Leonard emerged, embracing Leonard's Concubine as they cast the Guardian Barrier during Leonard's Last Night.
Arthur's disabled left leg surged with lava-like energy. He staggered against the Qing Yu platform where magic potions were cultivated, and spilled Moonlight Grass Juice wound its way across the ground, outlining the secret meeting place of his father and Leonard's Concubine.
"Track with my blood." Aelia wrapped around Han Shuang and crashed through the greenhouse's crystal door. The remnants of her skirt brushed against Arthur's palm bloodstains, exploding in midair into seventeen strands of golden silk thread—each dark purple thread ending adorned with Ailya's Birthday Rune gift given by Leonard to Leonard's Concubine.
The most dazzling gold thread vanished into the southeastern sky, precisely in the direction where Second Brother had been deceived by a close friend into signing a soul contract.
Arthur's emerald eyes ignited with ghostly flames as he broke off the transforming vine and hurled it into the void.
At that moment, as the vine pierced through the golden silk thread, a magic portrait hanging in Leonard's Concubine's chamber suddenly ignited. The image of Leonard tenderly caressing Leonard's Concubine’s abdomen perfectly overlapped with Leonard’s Last Night from twenty years ago when Father gently stroked Mother’s pregnant belly.
"You should not bear this alone." The tip of Arthur's silver staff crystallized into a dual swirl of ice and fire, and his disabled left leg straightened under magical enhancement.
When he saw the grotesque diamond scar on Mother's neck oozing blue blood, memories suddenly flashed back to his eighteenth birthday banquet—when Father raised a wine glass to praise his magical talent; reflected in that glass was clearly the window lattice pattern of Outer Chamber Manor.
At this moment, in the divination room of Castle West Wing, Second Young Master Evanson was staring blankly at a crystal ball.
He rubbed the astrological compass gifted by his close friend three days ago. The newly appeared cracks along its edge bore an uncanny resemblance to the lip imprint beside Father's signature.
As Luna’s loud cry pierced through stone walls, childhood memories from Leonard’s Last Night surged within the crystal ball: Leonard held his hand to press it onto a contract scroll, while Father's cuff was stained with rose wax identical to that on today's scroll.
"Those Contract..." Evanson suddenly overturned the Divination table, causing the Soul Contract that had dulled his magical power to slip out from the Dark Compartment.
The Parchment bore the fading Signature of "dear friend," gradually revealing the unique Floral Calligraphy of the Outsider Steward.
He trembled as he tore open the front of his shirt, revealing Purple Veins emerging at the heart, a mark shared by all deceived by Leonard Bloodline—the common Backlash Mark.
The Magic Crystal Lamp on the top floor of the Library of Hidden Books flickered ominously as Third Young Master Cyril knocked over a dusty Reagent Rack.
In a panic, he caught the rolling Memory Crystal, and the image of his Father guiding magic within it suddenly distorted. Behind Leonard's fingers demonstrating a Spell, the faint outline of Leonard's Concubine playing with a Curse Doll became visible.
"So you say I have Insufficient Talent..." Cyril crushed the Crystal Shards, shards piercing his palm, blood dripping onto the dust-covered cover of Advanced Magic Pattern Analysis.
As the shockwave from the shattered Contract arrived, pages filled with his magical insights written to his Father at twelve years old floated out among the Yellowed Pages, their edges stained with fragments of Canary Feather.
Luna's Silver Bell suddenly flew in through the window, precisely striking the Dark Grimoire that Cyril was about to touch.
Amidst the baby's clear laughter, the inner wall of the bell revealed three years of neglected training, where his Father had arranged a Thirty-Six Spells Protective Barrier in the Outer Chamber Manor.
With red-rimmed eyes, Cyril summoned his long-sealed wand; the embedded Family Crest on its tip reflected his Mother’s disintegrating Soul Contract—the shattered runes perfectly aligned with the abandoned study of his Ancient Magic Rune.
At noon, three hundred split pearls formed a Star Constellation Array on the banquet hall floor.
Aelia stepped on the darkened core of a pearl’s Magic Core, walking toward the Throne, leaving icy crystal footprints on the marble with each step.
When Leonard burst in with a bottle of Tequila, the tip of Eldest Son's Silver Staff pressed against his throat, while Second Son's Contract Scroll hovered above their father's head, and Young Child's Magic Rune Chains had already wrapped around his ankles.
"Does Father know?" Arthur's Silver Staff ignited with a flame of Qing Yan, illuminating the family totem on the dome of the banquet hall.
The petals of a Nightlight Rose surged in from the vents; under Leonard's astonished gaze, they formed dates corresponding to every lie over twenty years.
Evanson manipulated a crystal ball to project an image of the Outer Chamber Manor, where Cyril's Magic Rune Chains were pulling boxes filled with cursed items from below ground.
Suddenly, Luna's swaddling fell from the spiral staircase, and amidst her laughter, she unfurled a blood-stained Contract Scroll.
As Leonard attempted to cast the Forgetfulness Spell, the magic from the three brothers struck the Family Crest on his chest simultaneously.
At the moment the Liujin badge cracked, a sound echoed from the castle's basement—a roar of the Ancient Bell. That was the Alarm Bell that only the Heir could trigger.
As twilight descended, Lucius's most cherished Dragonbone Harp suddenly resonated in the Piano Room.
The frequency of Qin Xian and Zhen Chan perfectly synchronized with the Alarm Bell of the main castle, while far away on border patrol, Third Young Master Lucius remained unaware that the Rose-Shaped Lapel Pin pinned to his collar was now exuding a Beeswax Fragrance identical to that of Leonard's Concubine's lip print. As Lucius stepped into the castle, the seventh string of the Dragonbone Harp emitted a dying Zhen Chan.
He tore off his cloak, caked with dust from the border, and as he did, the Rose Petals on his Lapel Pin suddenly unfurled, revealing tiny runes etched into the inner layer of Beeswax. This was a gift from Father during last year's Ailya's Birthday Rune, and it now perfectly matched the Lip Print Pattern on Leonard's Concubine's Contract Scroll.
"Third Young Master!" The Old Butler stumbled over, clutching the shattered Family Crest. The gilded fragment reflected Lucius's face as it drained of color in an instant.
He remembered the shape of this emblem's crack; it was identical to the Pupil Pattern of the Disaster Eye on last night's Astrology Chart.
The ice crystals spilling from the banquet hall spread through the Door Gap. Lucius stepped over Han Shuang, which was congealed with Father's magic, and saw Mother’s Skirt swirling with Xing Hui as she engaged in a Magic Circle Resonance with his three elder brothers.
Luna’s Silver Bell hovered in the center of the Dome, rebounding all of Leonard’s released Forgetfulness Spell. The laughter of infants mingled with the Broken Syllables of an Ancient Spell.
"Even you..." Leonard pressed down on the bleeding crack in his badge. He attempted to cast his usual Calming Spell on the Young Child, but his fingertip exploded with Golden Sparks in backlash.
Lucius tore off his Lapel Pin and threw it into the air. The Beeswax melted into a date from thirty-six years ago—the very day recorded in Astrological Records when Mother had cut her heart to save Father—while the scroll revealed that Father had been accompanying Leonard's Concubine to select a Pregnancy and Infant Magic Robe that day.
Arthur’s Silver Staff suddenly emitted Longyin, enveloping Lucius within a Truth Array constructed by his brothers.
As memories of Father spending time with Leonard's Concubine flooded into his mind, Third Young Master Lucius’s cherished Childhood Memory began to peel away—specifically, when Father had taught him how to play a Harp Melody at eight years old. In the blank spaces of the sheet music, there were notes written in Invisible Ink detailing Leonard's Concubine’s Ailya's Birthday Rune prayer.
"Mother needs this." Lucius hoarsely tore apart Qin Xian. The Qin Jing made from Dragon Bone cracked open, revealing a Twin Blood Pact Scroll hidden within the Resonance box.
His bloodied fingertip brushed over Mother's Signature from Twenty Years Ago before he suddenly smashed Qin Xiang against the Ground, causing shards to scatter at Leonard's feet and form an Ancient Magic Script spelling "traitor."
Leonard's calm facade finally began Cracking. Just as he was about to activate the Teleportation Scroll hidden in his sleeve, Evanson’s crystal ball suddenly shot forth Rainbow Light.
Twenty-seven Secret Teleportation Circles' Coordinates appeared in the Dome, each node embedded with a Rose Emblem from Outer Chamber Manor.
Cyril's Magic Rune Chains seized the opportunity to wrap around Father's wrist, and the ancient runes on the chains resonated with the shattered Marriage Contract of Mother.
"Do you think Aelia's Blood Curse suddenly failed for no reason?" Leonard suddenly chuckled softly, revealing his Tear robe, which exposed the beating Heart of the Contract Mark. Dark Red Patterns swirled with half of Mother's heart sacrificed long ago. "As long as this body still flows with sacred blood..."
Luna's swaddling suddenly erupted with a blinding Silver Light, as the baby expelled a Luna wrapped in an ice crystal, landing precisely at the center of the Contract Mark.
Aelia's Blue Blood began to seep from the ice crystal, causing the Contract Patterns tainted by Fallen Blood to boil.
Leonard was horrified to discover that the Fallen Blood he had secretly exchanged years ago was now violently repelling against the sacred blood under Luna's Yin Ling's shock.
"Has Father forgotten what the Great Mage excels at in reincarnation?" Arthur's Silver Staff glowed with a Purification Spell, forming a Four-Pointed Star Seal alongside his three brothers' Magic Circle.
The Dome's Family Totem began to peel away, revealing the hidden Outside Concubine Family Crest from Twenty Years ago, while the petals of Nightlight Rose devoured those hypocritical glories.
Suddenly, an Ancient Bell's Roar echoed from the Castle Cellar, and Leonard seized the moment to detonate his Heart and Contract Mark.
As Black Red Smoke filled the air, he transformed into countless Canaries that scattered in flight, each feather coated with Forgetfulness Potion concocted by Leonard's Concubine.
Luna's bell suddenly spun autonomously, shattering half of the Canaries, but seven still vanished into the Southeast—exactly where the final battle of Magic Castle in the Original took place.
Aelia's Pearl Necklace floated in midair as three hundred split Magic Cores began to reorganize.
When Lucius reached out to catch Mother's trembling Thin Shoulders, those darkened Magic Cores suddenly formed a new prophecy drawn by Luna with Milk Stain: a moon consumed by ice crystals was plummeting toward a Guillotine overrun with Black Roses.
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