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The sound of shattering echoed through the corridor, and Luna's lips curled slightly as she held the Sleep Charm.
She condensed her Soul Power into fine threads, wrapping them around Qin Si's Feather Quill Tip as he organized the Gold Leaf Ledger. As the Water Droplet of ink fell onto the Parchment, Leonard's intelligence about Leonard's Concubine floated like magical Spores through Zhang Fang's ventilation shaft, spreading throughout the Magic Castle.
The Servants, who were polishing the magical armor, suddenly halted their movements. Their Fingertips uncontrollably etched "Morian Manor" in Floral Calligraphy on the surface of the Silver Armor; the creamy soup simmering in the kitchen projected an image of the Puppet Coffin, causing Cook Qian Jiao to accidentally knock over the pot. Even the vines on the Castle Outer Wall twisted into a counting symbol for "twenty-two" in the morning light.
As Leonard rose to cast the City Protection Barrier, he discovered that his Spell had automatically transformed into an image of the Mistress adjusting the Puppet—Leonard's Last Night.
"This is a curse rebounding!" He stumbled and knocked over a Bronze Candlestick. The Lightning Element at the tip of his staff suddenly exploded, scorching a Black Hole into his Magic Robe adorned with the Family Crest.
From around the Turn Corner of the corridor came a suppressed snicker. Third Young Master Lucius sealed his mouth with an Ice Spell but deliberately allowed ice crystals to refract seven mocking Light Spots.
Aelia stood at the edge of the Astrology Platform, and Qin Si held a Memory Crystal that reflected her Pale face.
As the Puppet resembling her lady opened its eyes within the Puppet Coffin, a sharp sound suddenly erupted from a jewelry box.
Three Wedding Ring Fragments floated in mid-air, forming a diagram of their water system that they had drawn by hand years ago—the Siphon Device that had been tampered with was now continuously channeling magical essence from Morian Manor to the Castle Cellar.
"Mother, the hidden door of the reservoir requires Bloodline Authentication." The elder brother's Wheelchair rolled over Cursed Moss sprouting from a gap in the Floor Tile. His disabled right hand struggled to hold a detection compass. "But regarding inheritance rights in Magic Castle..." Before he could finish, Luna laughed as she kicked a Crystal to Aelia's feet. The Betrayal Penalty Clause emerging in Blue Light was devouring Leonard's Emblem of authority.
When Leonard burst through the Assembly Hall doors, twelve Ice Mirrors simultaneously reflected his hem tangled with Puppet Strings.
Aelia stood beneath the Image of the First Generation Fortress Master, flanked by her three sons like drawn swords: The elder brother's Wheelchair Armrest shot out Ankeli's anti-magic chains; Second Brother had a Fraud Contract entwined between his fingers, reclaimed from a close friend; Brother San stood atop an Astrological Array that had lain dormant for ten years but was awakening at this moment.
"Those Puppets... are meant to protect..." Leonard's defense was cut short as a Wedding Ring Fragment sliced his finger. Aelia swung her bloodied Guardian Spell, and defenses that had slept for Twenty Years within the walls roared to life.
Amidst the sound of backflow from the Siphon Device, everyone clearly heard an infant's Loud Cry coming from Morian Manor—older than all his Illegitimate Children combined.
As the moonlight climbed the East Tower Spire, Leonard knelt on the Violet Carpet where he had proposed years ago, the core of the Puppet in his Dark Bag still radiating warmth.
Aelia gazed out at the withering Guardian Tree, unaware that Luna was applying Saliva to the tree's Root System—an infant's Soul Power quietly altering the execution sequence of the Betrayal Penalty Clause along ancient pathways.
When the moonlight seeped through the Colored Glazed Windows of the East Tower, Luna curled up in Qin Si's embrace and let out a Lactation Burp.
She watched as Aelia's shadow, elongated by the moonlight, overlapped with the Withered Branches of the divine tree. From her unique infant perspective, countless Golden Runes twisted and climbed along the Saliva-soaked Root System.
"Madam, Third Young Master Lucius's Astrolabe has started to self-ignite," Qin Si suddenly spoke, startling Aelia from her reverie.
Lucius burst in, clutching a charred Brass Disc, Star Sand cascading from its cracks—this was the core of the Astrolabe that Leonard had forged with a Wedding Ring years ago.
Aelia's Silver Ring suddenly became unbearably hot. She turned to stare at her husband still kneeling on the Violet Carpet.
The dried Wedding Ring Fragments began to levitate as her Palm pieced together a fragmented Jasmine Pattern—the Oath design that Leonard had carved by hand, now reflecting the Pink Primrose petals drifting from Morian Manor.
"Father said violets never wither." Her elder brother spoke suddenly, the anti-magic chains on the Wheelchair Armrest rattling.
Ten years ago, when he had tested a new Defensive Formation for Father, it was Leonard who had pinned a Violet Brooch to his collar, claiming it was the family's eternal protection.
Leonard's Adam's Apple bobbed as if about to speak when Second Brother abruptly slammed a Fraud Contract onto the stone table.
Dark Red Blood Droplets seeped from the Parchment, crystallizing into Leonard's handwriting from twenty years ago when he taught him to write his first Guardian Spell: "Whenever you need him, Father is always beneath the Magic Castle Dome."
"So Morian Manor is outside the Magic Fortress Barrier?" Brother San's Astrological Array surged suddenly, and after ten years of neglect, the Mithril Star Track shattered the Crystal Chandelier of the East Tower.
In the swirling Shattered Crystal, Emerging from Magical Projection—on the night of three-year-old Ailya's Birthday Rune, Father held his hand at the Stargazing Platform, drawing the Guardian Star Chart, proclaiming that the stars of the Magic Castle Heir would forever shine in harmony.
Suddenly, Aelia crushed the floating Wedding Ring Fragment, its sharp edges piercing her Palm.
As the Blood Pearl fell to the ground, the Golden Runes flowing through the divine tree's Root System emitted a sudden Buzzing. Luna secretly put her finger, stained with Milk Stain, into her mouth—this part of the Original should have stripped Aelia of her Fortress Master Authority due to the Betrayal Penalty Clause.
"Did you let the Puppet Master plant Dark Purple Thread in the Children Heart Shield?" Aelia's voice was as cold as ice. On the wedding night twenty years ago, Leonard had indeed crafted silver Heart Shields engraved with Defensive Rune for each child.
Finally, Leonard erupted in anger, the red glow of the puppet core staining half his face: "Without those dark threads, my brother's leg would never have been saved ten years ago!" He pointed and tore open his clothing, revealing that his heart was entangled with the same source as the Children's Puppet Strings. "What do you think has sustained the Magic Castle Inheritance for three hundred years?"
Luna suddenly let out a sharp Loud Cry, her Soul Power surging through a hidden path in the divine tree's root system straight to the fortress's peak.
The moonlight transformed into an eerie amber hue, and from the pupil of the image of the First Generation Fortress Master, silver liquid flowed, condensing in mid-air into a yellowed Marriage Contract—the Additional Clause clearly stated, "If the Bloodline is tarnished, the divine tree shall sever."
Aelia stared blankly at the new tiny inscriptions emerging in the contract; they were clearly additions made by Leonard during her pregnancy.
The blood-stained Guardian Spell suddenly detached from the wall, transforming into twelve Ice Crystal Sparrows that snatched away all the Puppet Strings. Her brother's wheelchair abruptly sprang open, revealing their umbilical cord entwined with puppet thread that had been cut at their birth.
"So, it was the primroses from Morian Manor..." The second brother suddenly crushed the fraudulent contract, and from its ashes emerged a reflection of magic—last year's Harvest Festival, when Father had said he would reinforce the border barrier, and primroses from Morian Manor had clearly fallen from his cloak.
Aelia suddenly raised her hand, and the scepter of the First Generation Fortress Master burst forth from the image.
When Zhang Jian's emerald touched the puppet strings of Leonard's Heart, all of the magic castle's peacock stone tiles began to flip over, revealing a punishment codex buried for centuries. The yellowed pages automatically turned to the chapter on "Betrayer"—but where it should have been blank, Luna's manipulated dark pattern emerged through her soul power.
The punishment codex floated in the blood moonlight, and as its yellowed pages turned, a wind swept through, carrying with it dry leaves from the divine tree.
The puppet strings of Leonard's Heart suddenly tightened, resonating with the newly emerged dark pattern in the codex—those ancient scripts altered by Luna were devouring the guardian spell on the walls of the magic castle.
"You think altering the Codex can shake the foundation of the Magic Castle?" Leonard suddenly tore apart the Dark Purple Thread across his chest, and the magical sparks that erupted from the break ignited the violet petals scattered on the ground into Ashes.
He gathered his Fingertip to form the Seven Star Formation, and Xu Ying from Morian Manor emerged within the array, while three silver-haired children’s Star Trail Projection began to sketch intricate Magic Patterns.
Aelia's Scepter struck heavily against the ground, and from the marble Gap cracked by its emerald tip, Ice Blue Liquid surged forth.
The Cold Wave, which should have frozen everything, transformed into countless tiny iron-eating ants that gnawed at the Puppet Strings upon contact. "Their Magical Talent..." Leonard's voice suddenly caught in his throat as Second Brother abruptly tugged at his collar—beneath it, a Curse Mark planted by a close friend was resonating with Morian Manor's Magic Circle.
"So you already knew your friend's deception was orchestrated by your lover?" Second Brother's question twisted the Star Trail in the air. In last year's Harvest Festival's Magic Reflection, pollen from Leonard's cloak quietly seeped into Second Brother's Lucius.
Taking advantage of the moment, Luna pressed her milk-stained fingers against the sacred tree's Root System. The Roots, previously suppressed by Puppet Thread, suddenly pierced through Peacock Stone Tiles, entangling around each child's ankles.
Qin Si quickly steadied the swaying Aelia. "Madam, be careful!" Her skirt, embroidered with Defensive Rune, fluttered without wind. The Shou Gong Sha secretly hidden in its folds since their wedding twenty years ago suddenly heated up—it was meant to detect Eternal Loyalty, but now reflected Leonard kissing the mistress of Morian Manor beside the Astrolabe in a Residual Shadow.
"Using offspring’s talents to cover up betrayal is what Glorious Demon Fortress' three hundred years of Inheritance amounts to?" Aelia swung her Scepter to carve out an Ice Blade, severing Puppet Strings that transformed into a rain of blood in midair.
Each drop of Blood Pearl that fell onto the Ground mirrored scenes from when the Children were born—Leonard had personally sewn Puppet Thread entwined with Umbilical Cord into their swaddles.
Leonard's Pupil suddenly morphed into a Serpent's Shu Tong as magical pressure shattered the last intact Colored Glazed Window of East Tower.
Amidst the flying shards of glass emerged vows from their wedding twenty years ago. He grasped Aelia's trembling Wrist. "If it weren't for these preparations, our Child would have been drained of magic like those from other families during the Shadow Council's raid ten years ago!"
Brother San suddenly pushed the Astrological Array into the air, and the abandoned Mithril Star Track overlapped with Morian Manor's Projection.
Forgotten Astrology Notes flew out from the bookshelf and automatically flipped to a page recording "Gemini Taboo"—Leonard’s annotations beside Illegitimate Child Ailya's Birthday Rune matched perfectly with Brother San’s misguided cultivation Track.
"Did Father teach us that when stars align, he had already calculated using my downfall to nourish his illegitimate child?" Brother San's question triggered a surge in Star Trail as the Punishment Codex suddenly shot forth golden light enveloping everyone.
Luna seized the opportunity to flip through the pages of the Codex using her Soul Power. From the tampered Contract emerged the Family Totem that Aelia had personally embroidered during her pregnancy, now being devoured by the Outer Chamber Emblem.
Suddenly, Aelia's Silver Ring melted, and Liquid Metal reformed in mid-air into a miniature model of the Magic Castle.
She pointed coldly at the missing tower in the Northeast Corner and said, "I give you three days to dismantle the Bionic Magic Circle of Morian Manor, or else..." A beam shot from the top of her Scepter, exploding the crystal hall symbolizing the master bedroom within the model into Powder.
Leonard's Puppet Thread suddenly pierced his Heart, and instead of blood, Star Sand poured out. "You have no idea what it takes to maintain a Magic Castle!" The Star Sand fell to the ground, forming a Magic Circle Diagram that revealed a Guardian Tree seed buried beneath Morian Manor, identical to that of the Magic Castle.
Luna's Loud Cry suddenly turned into a sinister laugh as she expelled a Milk Foam that enveloped the seed's Projection—inside it were clearly entwined Black Roots of corruption.
"Madam!" Qin Si suddenly exclaimed.
Aelia's Ear was unknowingly crawling with Shou Gong Sha, tracing a Jasmine-shaped Curse Mark on her Pale skin.
Outside, the Night Owl hooted as the thickest Root System of the divine tree pierced through Xi Tower's library. Hundreds of family Chronicles burned in the night sky, their Ashes forming a new prophecy: when the Twinborn Pact goes astray, moonlight will cleanse the tainted Emblem.
Leonard wanted to say something more, but Aelia had already drawn an Ice Barrier to divide the hall.
Stepping on the frost-covered Family Crest, she walked toward the spiral staircase. The Skirt she wore swept over the Peacock Stone Tiles, flipping them to reveal the buried First Generation Fortress Lord's Journal—its cover stained with Pink Primrose and Blue Blood Fern Juice, glimmering ominously under the moonlight.
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