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Leonard pointed at Aelia, his lips trembling, yet he could not utter a word.
The hall was deathly silent, the only sound coming from the crackling wood in the fireplace, echoing the collapse of his heart at that moment.
He staggered back a step, his throat feeling as if it were gripped by an invisible hand, the sensation of suffocation making it nearly impossible to breathe.
The sense of control he had always prided himself on vanished in an instant.
Luna, with her little legs, walked over to Aelia and gently tugged at her skirt.
Aelia looked down and saw her daughter's innocent eyes; the emotions surging within her were like a flood breaking through a dam, impossible to contain any longer.
Tears blurred her vision as she tightly embraced Luna, her frail body trembling.
"Mommy..." Luna's soft voice flowed into Aelia's cold heart like a warm current.
She buried her face in her daughter's soft hair, feeling that pure warmth as if she had grasped a lifeline.
Just moments ago, Luna had revealed in her childish voice the secret of Leonard's affair and his plans to transfer family assets, telling Aelia everything in detail.
At first, Aelia refused to believe it.
For so many years, Leonard had been a towering hero in her eyes, a gentle and caring husband, someone she could rely on with Lucius' thin shoulders.
She could not accept that the man she loved so deeply could commit such despicable acts.
However, the evidence Luna presented was like a sharp dagger that brutally pierced through Aelia's illusions.
Those letters written by Leonard himself, the accounts of asset transfers, and the intimate photographs with Leonard's concubine struck Aelia's heart like heavy blows.
The world collapsed in that moment.
Years of loving memories shattered like broken glass, leaving Aelia wounded all over.
She felt a wave of dizziness, as if the entire world was spinning around her.
A buzzing filled her ears, and she could barely hear the sounds around her.
“No, it can’t be…” Aelia murmured, her voice trembling violently.
“Mom, it’s true.” Luna’s voice carried a hint of firmness, yet was filled with compassion.
She understood how cruel this truth was for Aelia.
Aelia slowly lifted her head to look at Leonard.
In her eyes, there was no longer the warmth and affection of the past; instead, they were filled with deep disappointment, pain, and anger.
“Leonard, tell me this isn’t true!” Aelia’s voice was hoarse, laced with despair.
Leonard opened his mouth but could not produce any sound.
He wanted to explain, to argue, but found that any words were powerless against the undeniable evidence.
His frantic gaze and flickering eyes had already betrayed his inner turmoil.
“You… you actually…” Aelia’s voice choked as tears fell like pearls from a broken string, rolling down one by one.
The atmosphere in the hall was heavy enough to suffocate.
The elder brother leaned on his cane, slowly making his way to Leonard.
His eyes were filled with rage, as if he were about to breathe fire.
“Father, why did you do this?” The elder brother's voice was deep and hoarse, trembling slightly.
Once, he had been disabled due to a Magic Backlash, losing the chance to become a Great Mage.
He had always thought it was the mockery of Destiny, never considering that it might be related to the chaos within the family.
He recalled how over the years, the family's resources had dwindled and its reputation had declined; perhaps all of this was orchestrated by Leonard!
A surge of intense anger and resentment welled up within him as he gripped the cane in his hand tightly, his knuckles turning white.
The weakness and insecurity he once felt vanished in that moment, replaced by an unprecedented determination and resolve.
“You... you actually betrayed us, betrayed this family!” The Second Brother's voice trembled, filled with disbelief.
He had once been deceived by a close friend, caught in a Magic Dilemma that nearly cost him his life.
He had always thought it was his own failure to judge character, never considering that it might be tied to the turmoil within the family.
How could a family filled with betrayal and conspiracy possibly nurture true friendship and trust?
The Second Brother's gaze gradually grew resolute.
He decided he would break free from this predicament, rise again, protect his family, and safeguard their fragile home!
Brother San stood aside, watching everything unfold before him, his heart filled with shock and confusion.
He had always been obsessed with his Magical Talent, never realizing that everything was built upon a facade of false prosperity. He looked blankly at his older brother and Second Brother, then glanced at Mother and his sister, feeling an unsettling emotion spreading deep within him.
Brother San had long been regarded as a genius of the Glorious Demon Fortress, possessing a Magical Talent that was the envy of many.
He shone like a brilliant star, surrounded by an aura of praise since childhood.
However, this dazzling light had blinded him, leading him to indulge in a false sense of prosperity while neglecting true cultivation.
At this moment, standing before his crumbling family, he felt as if he had awakened from a long dream.
He saw the anger in his older brother's eyes, the shock on Second Brother's face, the despair in Mother’s gaze, and the strength radiating from his sister.
Suddenly, he became aware that the talent he had always prided himself on seemed so pale and powerless in the face of his family's crisis.
An unprecedented regret surged within him, like a sharp blade piercing through his heart.
He clenched his fists tightly, Ailya's White Nails digging deep into his palm, yet he felt no pain.
He recalled countless nights wasted on frivolity, remembered how he had squandered his talent in pursuit of pleasure, and thought about his indifference and disdain towards his older brother and Second Brother.
Now, the family's peril made him realize that everything he possessed was built upon a crumbling lie.
"I... I can't go on like this..." he murmured to himself, his voice low and hoarse.
His gaze gradually grew resolute as an unprecedented fighting spirit ignited within him.
He would start anew; he would strive to cultivate; he would make amends for his past mistakes; he would protect his family and safeguard this family weathering the storm!
He felt a surge of power coursing through him—his long-suppressed potential finally erupted at this moment.
He seemed to see a new path, one filled with challenges and hope.
At that moment, Aelia's maid, Qin Si, was tightly embracing the sobbing Aelia, her heart aching as if it had been torn apart.
Having served Aelia for many years, she had witnessed the journey of love between Aelia and Leonard, from their romance to their marriage, and now to this heartbreaking disarray.
She had always regarded Leonard as a respected lord, a husband who cherished his wife, yet she never expected him to commit such an act of betrayal.
Qin Si's face was etched with anger and worry as she gently patted Aelia's back, whispering words of comfort, "My lady, you must be strong. You still have your children..." Her voice choked with emotion, tears could not help but spill from her eyes.
She understood how heavy this blow was for Aelia, but she also knew that Aelia could not falter; she needed to protect her children and safeguard their home.
Determination filled Qin Si's gaze as she silently vowed to stand by Aelia's side through whatever storms may come.
Looking at the tear-streaked face of Aelia, her heart swelled with compassion and sorrow.
She knew that Aelia needed time to process this cruel reality; she needed time to heal and time to regain her strength.
Lucius, the Third Young Master of the Glorious Demon Fortress, stood in a corner of the hall, his brow furrowed and silent.
When he heard Luna expose Leonard's betrayal, he was filled with shock and disbelief.
The father he had always admired had committed such an unthinkable act, leaving him with an overwhelming sense of disappointment and heartache.
His gaze swept across everyone in the hall: his elder brother's fury, his second brother's shock, his mother's despair, his sister's strength, and the murmurs of the surrounding servants—all of it suffocated him.
He took a deep breath, striving to maintain his composure.
He knew this was not the time for emotions; he needed to think clearly and find a way to resolve the crisis at hand.
He was worried about the future of his family, concerned about the Destiny of the Glorious Demon Fortress.
Leonard's betrayal would undoubtedly deal a heavy blow to the family, potentially leading to its decline.
He could not just stand by and watch this happen; he had to do something.
The entire Magic Castle was enveloped in an atmosphere of tension and unease.
Leonard's treachery had detonated like a bomb within the Magic Castle.
Servants gathered together, whispering and murmuring among themselves.
They condemned Leonard's actions, expressed sympathy for Aelia's plight, and voiced their concerns for the family's future.
"My Lord... I can't believe he would do such a thing..."
"Madam... she is truly unfortunate..."
"What will happen to the family now..."
Their voices were low and anxious, echoing like a chilling wind throughout the Magic Castle, creating an oppressive and unsettling feeling.
Once glorious, the Glorious Demon Fortress now lay shrouded in gloom, as if it were the calm before a storm, suffocating in its stillness.
Luna watched all of this with a blank expression on her small face.
She stood there quietly, like an outsider, observing the turmoil within her family with cold detachment.
Yet deep inside, she was rapidly contemplating how to navigate through this crisis, how to protect her loved ones, and how to safeguard their precarious home.
She turned to Qin Si and softly said, “Aunt Cessy, I want to…”
Her voice was gentle yet carried an undeniable firmness, like a small seed quietly taking root and sprouting amidst the chaos of the Magic Castle. Luna gazed at the tumultuous scene before her, her mind remarkably clear.
Her emerald green eyes resembled a clear spring deep within an ancient forest, with profound thoughts swirling beneath their calm surface.
The noisy clamor in the hall seemed distant and blurred to her ears, as if separated by a thin veil.
She could feel Aelia's trembling body, hear her brother's angry growl, sense the strength emanating from Brother San's clenched fists, and even catch the scent of tension and unease hanging in the air.
Yet none of this could disturb the tranquility within her.
Like an experienced chess player, she calmly observed each piece on the board, contemplating her next move.
With a slight smile at the corners of her mouth, Luna gently tugged at Qin Si's hem, her soft voice imbued with an undeniable determination. “Aunt Cessy, I want to see… Grandmother.”
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