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Luna took a deep breath, striving to calm herself.
She recalled the items in the bag: a Magic Cloak that granted invisibility, an amulet that could withstand magical attacks, and a potion that restored magical energy… These were all Brothers who had expended considerable effort and magic to create for her, and now they had fallen into the hands of an unknown person In Hand.
“They are… very important Magic Artifacts…” Luna's voice was low and Hoarse, as if she had lost all her vitality.
Qin Si furrowed her brow, sensing something was amiss.
The Magic Castle was heavily guarded, making it impossible for outsiders to enter, let alone steal Luna's bag with such precision.
“Could it be…” Qin Si suddenly thought of something, her face turning Pale in an instant.
“What is it?” Lucius asked hurriedly.
Qin Si did not respond but turned her gaze toward Leonard. Noticing Qin Si's stare, he felt a jolt of unease.
Feigning calmness, he asked, “What’s wrong?”
Qin Si remained silent, her eyes fixed on him, creating a tense atmosphere in the air, as if it were the calm before a storm.
Suddenly, footsteps echoed from deep within the corridor, breaking the stalemate.
“Who’s there?” Lucius asked cautiously.
The footsteps grew closer and finally stopped at the doorway.
The door slowly creaked open, revealing Aelia standing at the threshold. Her complexion was even more Pale than usual, and tears blurred her vision.
“Lady Aelia…” Qin Si called softly, concern lacing her tone.
Aelia's gaze slowly swept over everyone present, finally settling on Leonard.
With a trembling voice, she asked, "Did you... really do those things?"
Leonard's heart raced like thunder. He forced himself to remain calm, trying to mask his panic. "Who told you that? It's all a misunderstanding..."
"A misunderstanding?" Aelia's voice was laced with bitterness and anger. "Luna told me you have a Concubine, and that you're even planning to transfer the assets of the Glorious Demon Fortress. Is that true?"
Sweat beaded on Leonard's forehead as he could no longer hide. "Aelia, I... I just wanted to secure more benefits for our family."
"Secure benefits?" Aelia's tears finally overflowed, her voice filled with despair and rage. "Our children, our family—this is how you protect us?"
Leonard was left speechless, and the room fell into silence.
Seeing Aelia's pain, Luna felt a surge of intense anger and compassion.
She knew that what Aelia needed at this moment was not just comfort, but the truth and support.
Aelia turned her gaze to her elder brother, Second Brother, and Brother San, her voice tinged with a glimmer of hope. "Is everything she said true?"
The elder brother furrowed his brow, his eyes filled with deep concern.
He recalled the painful experience of being disabled due to a Magic Backlash; the feelings of helplessness and despair were still vivid in his mind.
He stood up and said firmly, "Mother, I cannot deny Luna's words; everything she said aligns with my memories."
Aelia's body trembled slightly, a flicker of light passing through her eyes. "Then what should we do?"
The elder brother's voice was low yet resolute. "We will continue to train, undeterred by hardships, to protect our family."
Upon hearing this, Second Brother's eyes flashed with a complex emotion. He stood up, his voice tinged with a hint of grievance. "Elder Brother, do you understand? Our path of cultivation is fraught with difficulties, and many have paid a heavy price for it."
Elder Brother furrowed his brow even tighter. "Of course I understand, but I cannot give up because of that. Our family needs us; we cannot let Father's betrayal ruin everything."
A flicker of anger crossed Second Brother's face. "You always do this, relentlessly pursuing strength without regard for our feelings!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Brother San transformed into human form. Concern flickered in his eyes as he looked at Qin Si and softly asked, "Mother... is the situation really that dire?"
Qin Si sighed and nodded. "Yes, young master, are you alright?"
Brother San took a moment before responding. "I... I have been cultivating, but I often feel lost. I hope to find a path that belongs to me, unbound by talent."
Qin Si reassured him, "No matter what happens, I will support you."
Brother San replied, "You have always been my strongest support."
Just as everyone was immersed in their emotions, Lucius suddenly interjected, "Elder Brother, Second Brother, we cannot continue to argue like this. The future of the family requires our unity."
A hint of regret flashed in Elder Brother's gaze as he looked at Second Brother, his tone softening slightly. "Second Brother, I understand how you feel. But we cannot give up. Let us find a better path for cultivation together."
Second Brother took a deep breath and nodded. "Alright, Elder Brother, let's work hard together."
Just as the words left his mouth, Qin Si suddenly stiffened; her face turned pale. She abruptly turned around.
"What happened?" Lucius asked anxiously.
Qin Si's voice trembled as she replied, "I... I sense something is wrong. My money pouch..."
Elder Brother and Second Brother immediately became alert, quickly checking their surroundings.
Suddenly, a hurried set of footsteps echoed from a distance, and a figure swiftly dashed into the room.
“Qin Si, your purse... has been stolen!” the newcomer gasped, panic evident in their voice.
Qin Si's face turned even paler, her hands trembling as despair filled her gaze. “No... it can't be...”
Lucius quickly reacted, scanning every corner of the room and discovering that the window had been quietly opened.
He understood immediately, his expression growing serious.
“Who did this...” Lucius's voice carried a hint of anger.
Luna's heart raced, a sense of foreboding washing over her.
She knew that the chaos within the Magic Castle had only just begun, and this storm was far from over.
The hall of Glory Castle, once a beacon of warmth and friendship, now echoed with hollow whispers of betrayal and despair.
The truth of Leonard's betrayal loomed heavily like a dark cloud, suffocating like incense burned for the deceased.
Dust danced in the fractured sunlight streaming through the tall arched windows, illuminating the genuine emotions etched on everyone's faces.
After the initial shock of betrayal, a strange calm descended upon the two brothers.
Elder Brother’s broad shoulders sagged under the weight of responsibility as he turned to his brother, his voice low and hoarse.
“I... I apologize for not understanding your predicament. I know the path of magic is fraught with danger, and I have not always been the most... thoughtful brother.” He hesitated for a moment, fiddling with the silver ring on his finger—a nervous habit formed from the tremors caused by Magic Backlash.
"But I firmly believe we must persevere. Our family needs us now more than ever."
A bitter smile escaped the lips of Second Brother, the sound grating like Ailya's White Nails scraping against a blackboard, echoing harshly across the smooth Marble Floor.
"Thoughtful? Now that our world is falling apart, you come to talk about Thoughtful? You've only focused on your own power, your damned sense of justice, while turning a blind eye to the pain you've caused others! Do you think your apologies can change anything? They can't. They only highlight that you never truly understood." He abruptly turned away, the swish of his cloak mirroring the storm brewing within him.
The heavy oak door slammed shut behind him, marking the final punctuation to his suppressed resentment.
His angry, acrid breath hung in the air like the scent of burnt wood.
Meanwhile, Qin Si's heart raced wildly within her ribcage as she clutched a heavy bag of gold coins tightly against her chest.
The coins clinked softly together, a tempting melody to her ears.
In the dimly lit library, she found Lucius, who was engrossed in an ancient book covered in dust, illuminated by flickering candlelight.
As she approached, he looked up, a question evident in his eyes.
Qin Si flashed a radiant smile, one that masked the guilt within her like a mask.
"Look at what I've... brought," she said sweetly, placing the bulging pouch on the table between them.
The coins sparkled and danced under the candlelight, casting enchanting Light and Shadow.
Lucius raised an eyebrow, a slow smile emerging on his face.
"Impressive, Qin Si. Very impressive. However, I must admit I'm curious about how you managed this." He reached out to take the pouch, his fingers brushing against hers.
The weight of the pouch felt surprisingly satisfying.
Qin Si leaned closer to him, her warm breath brushing against his ear.
"Let's put it this way, that young master... is easily persuaded." She laughed, the lightness of her laughter starkly contrasting with the darkness within her.
"This is just the beginning, my dear Lucius. Next time, I will steal something even more precious... his heart."
Little did they know, Third Brother's face was pale, his spirit crumbling as he frantically searched for Qin Si.
He had just returned from a grueling training session, his muscles aching and his body and mind exhausted, only to find his room ransacked.
The bag of gold coins he had painstakingly saved for years was gone.
He called out Qin Si's name, panic increasingly evident in his voice.
He searched every room and every corridor, hoping that with the passage of time, his fears would dissipate.
The silence that greeted him was deafening, amplifying the emptiness gnawing at his soul.
Her perfume, once a source of comfort, now mocked him with its absence.
Her gentle touch, which he had foolishly believed to be an expression of love, now felt like a phantom limb, painfully reminding him of what he had lost.
He stumbled back to the library, his thoughts in disarray.
The room was empty, the flickering candlelight on the table casting long, twisted shadows that danced on the walls like mocking ghosts.
He noticed a gold coin glimmering under the candlelight on the table.
He picked it up; the cold, hard feel of it stood in stark contrast to the warmth he had just experienced.
This was one of his gold coins.
He clutched the coin tightly in his hand, his knuckles turning white.
His eyes scanned the room, searching for explanations, signs, anything.
A chilling silence filled the air, broken only by the frantic beating of his own heart.
He slumped into the chair, his gaze fixed on the flickering candlelight, as the world around him blurred into a haze of confusion and despair.
"Qin Si..." he whispered, his voice barely audible over the crackling of the candle.
"Why...?"
The door creaked open, and a small shadow was cast in the room.
It was Luna, her innocent big eyes holding an unsettling insight.
She hesitated for a moment before taking a step forward, her small hand reaching out to touch his arm.
"Don't worry," she said softly, her voice as light as a breath. "I know..."
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