434: Chapter 203 Betrayal and Exile_3 434: Chapter 203 Betrayal and Exile_3 The silver-haired girl curved her beautiful brows and eyes: “Mmm~…
It’s quite nice to think that way.
Consider it the loneliness of an old person like .
I haven’t had any descendants, and watching a good child like you co through such hardships, perhaps I simply couldn’t resist the urge to pamper you a bit.”
After saying that, she beckoned with a smile, her voice exceptionally pleasant: “Co here and squat down, let stroke your head~”
Once a stranger, now familiar friends.
Seeing the little teacher’s usual gesture, Leon helplessly moved closer, squatted down obediently, and presented his head.
His burly stature, being patted on the head by the young-looking Lola like smoothing fur, indeed felt shaful to behold.
Luckily, there was no one else in the Mage Tower to witness…
Let his little granny indulge in playing the ntor…
Leon closed his eyes, it was quite comfortable anyway.
Touching that smooth black hair, her fingers gently felt the reality of its texture.
The girl’s golden eyes emitted an indissoluble reluctance…
…
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Dinner ti at the main castle is as lively as ever.
Aunt Milia, the chief steward of the inner kitchen, was visibly more pregnant recently, but she has always refused to take the maternity leave that Leon offered.
Instead, she still led the cooks in the kitchen, bustling about.
Little Lina, the head maid, was properly directing the maids, spreading out dishes after dishes on the dining table.
The newly installed chandelier candlelights cast a warm glow in the great hall.
Leon looked at Lokhak with amusent.
The big guy purposely endured his sister Elena’s rolling eyes and sat down beside her.
While easing the awkward atmosphere on the other side of his sister, he racked his brains for conversations with Miss Sally on his right, clumsily trying to chat in his silly way.
It was only thanks to Elena’s help in you-picking up the conversational slack that the atmosphere didn’t die off.
Considering this progress, who knows how long it will take…
Leon shook his head and then turned to look at another player at a higher level.
Azeryan and Miss Raya, already bound by marriage, were sitting together, their arms nearly touching as they whispered and laughed intimately…
Leon tightened Olivia’s small hand, lanting how this kid learned to be so disgustingly sweet.
Turning his gaze away, he then looked at his younger brother beside him.
Kovis was earnestly talking with Miss Milena, apparently clarifying so doubts about dicine.
This was not surprising, as the young man, being a knowledgeable mage, had been teaching the physician’s daughter advanced dical knowledge.
Ard with the dual expertise of Life Science from Lorelette in the Mage Tower and dical science from Athias, Acro had beco one of the top dical experts on the Western Continent.
He recently started studying human regeneration techniques recorded in the Magic Guidebook, and it was expected that soon he could fully heal Mr.
Brian Sr.’s la leg that had been crippled for years.
However, Brian was not present today.
After a southern tour, he took half of the army back to Selva for routine training.
On the other side, Treya, Martha, and Vanessa were chatting with Miss Magrina, and Larian and several new knights were also absent.
They just volunteered to escort the mining team sent by Count Eriv to the Dwarf mines, stationed there.
The Sealing Lord from Archers Castle had sent back a reply brimming with praise, so much so that the words nearly seed to leap off the page.
Leon had just returned ho and hadn’t had the chance to look into this matter yet, but anyway, with Azeryan and Lady Martha handling the mining cooperation with the family, he was happy to take it easy for a while.
Though not everyone had gathered, sitting at the end of the long table with his chin propped in his hands and looking at the family and friends surrounding the table, laughing softly in harmony, Leon still felt very secure and at ease.
Love, even in another world, is still a great word.
Does he love everyone?
Of course.
Having admitted to this in his heart, Leon suddenly felt sowhat relieved.
The term “gross” is only because the modern usage has given it an overly simplistic aning.
There’s nothing to be embarrassed about, actually.
If the word seems too shaful, one could substitute the sentint with “benevolence”.
Unfortunately, the Felu language does not have a word that corresponds to the Chinese term for “benevolence”.
Leon looked at the younger brother beside him and asked with seriousness: “Acro, do you love ?”
The conversation from those nearby suddenly hushed, and Lokhak looked over in surprise, his mouth hanging open as if he’d heard wrong.
Kovis was montarily stunned, but seeing the Lord’s expression, he didn’t misunderstand and nodded affirmatively: “I respect and love you, more than life itself.”
Leon blinked, surprised by the young man’s level of respect, but he knew that the always serious youngster never lied.
Kovis smiled: “Before eting you, I had lost everything, but now I have it all again.
Loving you ans loving my new life, and the self I am today.”
Feeling the other’s gratitude, Leon patted Acro’s shoulder, reminiscent of Lola’s words.
Indeed, why did he want to save this young man at the cost of his own life?
It’s not that complicated.
He simply wanted to see this child with a sincere heart live well, not to die alone and unnoticed in a corner.
“How about you, Lokhak?
Do you love too?” Leon asked with a smile.
Having regained his composure, Lokhak slapped his chest, without any pretense: “Of course!
I feel the sa, I respect you like my own brother.
In fact, back in the cave, I already found you to be as reliable as a big brother, although, I don’t have a brother.”
“Having a younger brother taller than , it’s also my first ti.” Leon laughed.
If I could replace that dead girl who’s been torn from since childhood with Lokhak, I would probably worry a lot less in my youth.
Seeing Leon’s gaze turn to him, Azeryan nodded with a smile: “You are a friend I am proud of, and a brother I deeply admire.”
“ too, too!
Brother Leon, I love you too~!”
Lena, sitting on the left, cheerfully raised her hand and called out, glancing sideways at her few ho buddies who were shy, she then shouted: “Selena, and Remy too~!”
“…Haha, very well, I love all of you too, let’s eat.”
Leon raised his glass.
…It is indeed a nice feeling to be loved by so many people.
“What about ?….Why don’t you ask ?” Olivia leaned over dissatisfied, pinching her lover’s palm.
“Hmm?
Do I even need to ask?”
Leon affectionately nudged his forehead against hers.
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…
…This is…..
An exceptionally towering do.
Familiar and magnificent relief pillars.
And that fog of haze which cannot be dispersed.
He withdrew his gaze from the endless mist.
Lowering his head, only to discover that beneath his feet…
was a corridor with steps seemingly suspended mid-mountain.
When had he already arrived here?
A sense of déjà vu led him to turn back, casting his eyes towards the end of the staircase.
The massive and solemn throne, remained silent, erected there…
I should go there….
I must go there now.
Must.
Hurry up…
He lifted his lead-heavy legs, moving upward.
Although it seed so unattainable, he realized he needed to pick up the pace imdiately.
“…Can you still feel love?”
The voice, very familiar.
Extrely familiar…..
He moved his dry lips, trying to speak in response.
Yet he found it so difficult, as if there was no trace of moisture in his throat.
“….Of course….”
A re reply nearly exhausted all his energy.
Inevitably losing strength in his legs, he fell on the stairs; at that mont, he felt his legs turn to ash.
With no pain, he could only continue with his hands, barely clinging to the steps ahead, to avoid rolling down from the high stairs.
He couldn’t stand up anymore, but he could still keep climbing upward…
“….Like the sun?”
The sun?
Lifting his head, he could no longer see clearly.
Everything was so glaringly white…
If it’s like the sun.
rely casting an impartial gaze, that too is too cruel.
Darkness descends before his eyes…
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