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Luna's awareness drifted in a sea of chaos, the high fever making her feel as if she were engulfed in a boiling furnace, every cell in her body screaming in agony.
In her dazed state, she seemed to return to the familiar twenty-first century, with its soft mattress, the cool breeze from the air conditioner, and her mother's gentle calls... But in the next moment, these beautiful images shattered like bubbles, replaced by the tragic destiny of her family from the original story.
She saw her elder brother, once a spirited magic genius, now paralyzed in bed due to Leonard's jealousy and schemes, his eyes vacant as he stared at the ceiling, his former pride and brilliance consumed by the shadows of despair.
She saw her second brother, deceived by a so-called close friend, trapped in a magic dilemma within a dark magic circle, growing increasingly emaciated.
She saw her third brother, intoxicated by his supposed magical talent, neglecting his training and ultimately becoming an ordinary mage who wasted his days in drunkenness, his once-great potential buried completely.
And then there was her family, once a glorious magical family, now gradually declining due to Leonard's betrayal and the schemes of Leonard's concubine, ultimately heading towards ruin; their former glory had turned into a shameful brand.
"No! I cannot let this happen!" Luna shouted within herself, a wave of intense anxiety and worry surging through her heart.
Within her small body lay immense energy, the soul of a great mage burning and roaring.
She suddenly opened her eyes wide, determination shining brightly within them.
Even with the frailty of a child’s body and limited strength, she would do everything in her power to change it all!
Luna took a deep breath, enduring the burning sensation coursing through her body as she quietly extended her small hand to draw a complex magic rune in the air.
Words flowed from her lips like a gentle stream as she chanted an ancient spell.
In the room, a strange energy began to stir, filling the air with a faint magical aura.
Sweat beads formed on Luna's forehead; her face was as pale as transparent paper, yet she persisted, her small hand moving continuously as the chant grew faster and more urgent.
Her focused gaze was filled with resolve and determination, like a priest engaged in a sacred ritual, pouring all of herself into it.
Meanwhile, in another room, her elder brother lay on his bed enduring the intense pain brought on by magic backlash.
He felt as if countless needles were piercing his body; every nerve twitched painfully with each breath that felt like cutting knives.
Despairing, he closed his eyes and awaited death's arrival.
Suddenly, he felt a warm energy flow throughout him like spring breezes nurturing parched earth.
The pain began to ease; the cursed magic that had bound him started to flow again. That long-lost sense of power filled him with excitement and exhilaration.
He opened his eyes wide with disbelief shining within them.
Feeling the magic surging back within him and sensing his body gradually recovering, he knew this was no illusion!
"Who is it? Who saved me?" he murmured excitedly to himself as he struggled to sit up to see who had given him this second chance at life.
Luna's magic silently lifted the curse of magic backlash from her brother like spring rain nourishing without sound yet filled with miraculous power.
At the same time, her second brother was trapped in a dark magic circle, struggling desperately in despair.
He could not comprehend how his most trusted friend could betray him for a woman and frame him instead.
Suddenly, a childish voice whispered in his ear: "Your friend has betrayed you."
Second Brother suddenly lifted his head, looking around but seeing no one.
"Who is it? Who's speaking?" he shouted, his voice filled with fear and unease.
"I am Luna," the youthful voice echoed again, "I know the truth about how you were deceived by your closest friend."
Luna recounted every detail of how Second Brother had been betrayed, including who the woman was, how they conspired against him, and what their ultimate goal was.
As Second Brother listened to Luna's account, his expression shifted from shock to anger.
He clenched his fists, Ailya's White Nails digging deeply into his flesh, blood flowing between his fingers, yet he felt no pain at all.
"Damn it! How could I have been fooled so badly?" he gritted his teeth, his voice brimming with rage and hatred. "I will make them pay!"
Luna watched the furious Second Brother.
She sighed softly and turned to walk toward Brother San's room.
She knew that Brother San's issues were more complex and troublesome than those of her elder brother and Second Brother combined.
Standing at Brother San's door, she hesitated for a moment before gently pushing it open...
Inside the room, Brother San lay drunkenly on the bed, a bottle of liquor in hand, his eyes glazed over as he mumbled incoherently.
Seeing the despondent Brother San filled Luna with helplessness and sorrow.
She understood that changing Brother San would require more patience and effort...
"Brother San..." Luna called softly.
Brother San groggily opened his eyes, momentarily stunned to see Luna standing at the door before mumbling, "Luna? What... what are you doing here?"
Luna approached the bedside, gazing at Brother San as she slowly said, "Brother San, do you... do you remember your dreams from long ago?"
Her gentle voice floated through the air like a breeze over a lake, carrying an almost imperceptible magic that softly resonated in Brother San's muddled mind.
"Brother San, do you... do you remember your dreams?" Luna's quiet words struck him like thunder in his ears.
Brother San's dazed gaze focused on Luna's youthful face; he burped loudly, a sharp scent of alcohol filling the room. "Dreams? What dreams?" he laughed mockingly. "Xiao Luna, don't joke around. Dreams have long been soaked and rotted in my liquor barrel."
Luna was not deterred by Brother San's mockery; she looked at him firmly, her eyes shining with undeniable conviction. "No, Brother San, do you remember the joy you felt when you first successfully cast magic as a child? Do you remember saying you wanted to become the greatest Mage to protect our family?"
Luna's words pierced deeply into Brother San's heart like a sharp knife.
Those memories dulled by alcohol began to resurface bit by bit.
He felt as if he was transported back to a childhood filled with hope and dreams when he possessed unparalleled Magical Talent and was held in high regard by everyone.
However, as he grew older, he gradually lost himself in his own talent. He believed he possessed an advantage that others could not reach, which led him to relax his training and indulge in pleasure. It wasn't until one day when he realized that his talent was not as formidable as he had imagined, and that his former companions had far surpassed him, that panic and regret began to set in.
Yet, he lacked the courage to start over; he feared facing his failures and the ridicule of others. Thus, he chose to escape, opting to numb himself with alcohol. He isolated himself in a dark corner, unwilling to confront the outside world.
“Brother San, I know you’re in pain right now, but running away won’t solve anything.” Luna's voice softened as she reached out her small hand and gently held Brother San's hand. “Talent is merely the foundation of success; true strength lies in those who can persevere and strive diligently. You possess a talent that others cannot match. As long as you are willing to work hard, you can certainly reclaim your dreams.”
Luna's words were like a ray of sunlight, illuminating Brother San's dark heart. He looked into Luna's clear eyes and felt the warmth of her hand. The dormant flame deep within him began to stir.
He remembered his parents' expectations, his elder brother's encouragement, his Second Brother's companionship, and the dreams he once held dear…
“Can I really do it?” Brother San's voice trembled slightly; he could hardly believe that he still had a chance to start anew.
“Of course you can!” Luna nodded firmly. “As long as you believe in yourself, nothing is impossible.”
Brother San fell silent, lowering his head to gaze at his rough hands. Luna did not rush him; she quietly stood by, waiting for his decision.
Time passed slowly, and the room was eerily quiet, filled only with Brother San's heavy breathing. Suddenly, he lifted his head, determination shining in his eyes. “Xiao Luna, you’re right. I can’t continue to fall into despair like this. I want to start over; I want to reclaim my dreams!”
A look of relief spread across Luna’s face.
Meanwhile, at another location within the Glorious Demon Fortress, Luna quietly found Qin Si.
“Sister Qian Si, I need your help with something,” Luna whispered as she pulled out a delicate little box from her pocket and handed it to Qin Si. “Inside are some items; please find an opportunity to give them to the lady.”
Qin Si took the box with confusion and opened it, gasping in shock. Inside were letters exchanged between Leonard and Leonard's Concubine, along with evidence that could prove their relationship.
Qin Si was a trusted aide of Aelia and was fiercely loyal to her lady. She had long sensed something was off with Leonard but lacked evidence to report it to her mistress. Now that Luna had produced this evidence, she felt both astonished and grateful.
“Young Miss, where did you get these?” Qin Si asked in a hushed tone.
“That's not for you to worry about. Just make sure to give these items to the lady so she can see Leonard’s true colors,” Luna replied with a mysterious smile. “Remember, timing is crucial; don’t alert the snake before striking.”
Qin Si nodded repeatedly, "Young Miss, don't worry, I will definitely complete the task!"
A few days later, on a sunny afternoon, Aelia was in the garden trimming flowers. Qin Si carefully approached her with a cup of tea.
"Madam, you've worked hard. Please take a break and have some tea," Qin Si said softly.
Aelia set down the scissors in her hand, took the cup, and sipped it gently. "Qin Si, has anything happened in the castle recently?" she asked casually.
Qin Si hesitated for a moment but ultimately decided to tell Aelia the truth. "Madam, there are some matters I’m unsure whether I should mention."
Aelia put down her tea cup, raised her head to look at Qin Si, and said, "Just speak your mind; there's no need to beat around the bush."
Taking a deep breath, Qin Si pulled out a delicate box from her bosom and handed it to Aelia. "Madam, this is what Young Miss asked me to give you."
Aelia took the box with confusion and opened it, only to be stunned. Inside were letters exchanged between Leonard and his concubine, along with some indecent photographs.
Aelia's hands began to tremble as she could hardly believe her eyes. These pieces of evidence pierced her heart like sharp knives, shattering the happy dreams she had woven over the years.
She had been married to Leonard for many years, living in mutual respect and love. She had always thought she was the happiest woman in the world, only to realize that it was all an illusion. Her husband had betrayed her and was secretly involved with another woman!
Aelia's face turned pale as paper; her body swayed as if she might collapse at any moment.
"This... this is impossible..." she murmured to herself, her voice filled with shock and pain.
Qin Si quickly supported Aelia and asked with concern, "Madam, are you alright?"
Aelia shook her head, pushed Qin Si away, and staggered to her feet, heading towards Leonard's study. She needed to confront Leonard herself and find out if these things were true!
Leonard was in his study handling official business when he suddenly saw Aelia storming in with anger; he was taken aback. "Aelia, what's wrong?"
Aelia slammed the box down in front of Leonard and furiously demanded, "Leonard, explain to me what these things mean!"
Leonard picked up the box and opened it; his face instantly turned pale. He never expected Aelia would find out about this.
"Aelia, let me explain; things are not as you think..." Leonard tried to defend himself, but his voice sounded weak and powerless.
"Not as I think?" Aelia scoffed coldly. "Are these pieces of evidence fake? Leonard, I truly must have been blind to fall in love with a man like you!"
Leonard knew he could no longer deny it. He sighed and slumped into the chair. "Aelia, I admit, I am sorry for you. But between her and me, it was truly just a fleeting affair; the one I love has always been you!" A hint of panic and guilt crossed his face.
"Fleeting affair?" Aelia's eyes were filled with disappointment and anger. "Leonard, you have truly let me down!"
Heartbroken, Aelia felt as if years of their relationship had crumbled in that moment. She clutched her chest, finding it hard to breathe. Yet gradually, she regained her composure; her upbringing taught her that this was not the time for emotional outbursts.
She slowly lifted her head, her gaze piercing like an icy blade directed at Leonard. "You—" Qin Si watched the lady, wanting to say something but hesitating.
Aelia's heartache felt overwhelming, as if years of love had turned to vapor in an instant. She pressed her hand against her chest, struggling for air. But slowly, she calmed down again; years of family education reminded her that now was not the time to act on feelings.
Leonard's betrayal was like a bucket of ice water, extinguishing the burning fire of love within her, replaced by a chilling coldness and deep anxiety about the future. She raised her head slowly, her gaze sharp as ice directed at Leonard. "You—" she paused, as if contemplating something while also trying to suppress the fury within.
Leonard looked into Aelia's eyes filled with hatred and felt an inexplicable wave of panic wash over him. He knew he had truly angered her this time; with Aelia's temperament, she would never let this go easily.
Qin Si observed the lady, wanting to advise Aelia to calm down but found herself unable to speak upon seeing the resolute look in Aelia's eyes. She understood that once Aelia made up her mind, no one could change it.
Taking a deep breath to suppress her anger, Aelia said slowly, "You should leave for now; I need to talk to him." Her voice was eerily calm, like the stillness before a storm.
Qin Si cast a worried glance at Aelia and then at Leonard, whose face was ashen. Ultimately, she chose to withdraw. She knew that what was about to happen was beyond her control.
The study door closed slowly, isolating Aelia and Leonard in two separate worlds. The room was thick with tension; the air seemed almost frozen.
Aelia walked to the window and gazed at the blooming flowers outside. Once upon a time, this had been a love nest built by her and Leonard; now it felt like a cage imprisoning her.
"Leonard," Aelia turned slowly, her icy gaze fixed on him. "How do you think we should resolve this?" Her voice was as piercing as ice, sending a shiver through Leonard.
Leonard looked at Aelia, filled with fear and unease. He knew he was about to face a storm...
"Aelia, please listen to me..."
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