My Love Debts Are Everywhere!

Leon was slightly startled and turned his head toward Arshley, who was sitting on the sofa. A soft, thin smile spread across his lips as he greeted her, "Are you awake? Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

Arshley adjusted her position and shook her head. "Thank you, Brother, but I've had enough sleep. My body feels full of energy now."

She raised her small right arm, as if showing off her nonexistent biceps.

Leon chuckled and gave a small nod. "Well then, just wait there for a bit. I'm almost done with this."

Arshley pursed her lips, about to say something, but decided against it.

Five minutes later, Leon placed the last document on the finished pile to his right.

Rising to his feet, he pushed the chair under the desk and walked over to a large table where tea and coffee were set out.

Casually, he prepared a cup of tea for Arshley and coffee for himself before bringing them to the long table in front of the sofa.

"This is for you," he said, placing the tea down before sitting beside her.

Arshley smiled and replied warmly, "Thank you, Brother."

She picked up the teacup and took a sip. As the warmth of the mildly sweet tea spread through her, a slight shiver of happiness ran through her body.

"Brother Leon still remembers my favorite," she whispered, her eyes narrowing into crescent moons.

She loved tea, but not when it was overly sweet. Her throat was sensitive, and too much sweetness could cause irritation or even make her cough.

After all these years, she hadn't expected Leon to remember such a small detail so vividly. The realization filled her with quiet happiness.

Neither of them spoke, as if silently cherishing the peaceful, harmonious atmosphere.

After a few minutes, Arshley placed her teacup on the saucer and turned to Leon.

"Brother, I'm sorry," she said softly, her voice tinged with guilt. "While you were massaging me, I fell asleep and ended up troubling you with my work. If I had known, I never would have let you do that."

Thinking back, she felt frustrated with herself.

How could she be so comfortable that she fell asleep, leaving her brother to handle her responsibilities?

Shame washed over her, and a lingering fear crept in—what if Leon resented her for it?

Leon set his cup down and looked at her with gentle eyes.

"Don't worry," he said in a soothing tone, stroking her hair affectionately. "For the past two months, I've been watching you. I know how hard you've been working—I've even seen you stay up late, going days without proper rest. So there's no need to feel guilty. On the contrary…"

Leon let out a small sigh and smiled wryly before speaking in a guilty tone. "I should be the one taking responsibility. After all, the idea to unite mankind was mine, and I dragged you into my ambition. I'm sorry."

Hearing that, Arshley's sad expression instantly turned serious. She grasped Leon's hand tightly and shook her head.

"Brother, don't say that. I've never felt burdened by the task you gave me. On the contrary, I'm incredibly happy that you're relying on me," she stated firmly.

If Leon had carried out his plan to overthrow Velix in secret—without involving her—it would have only left her feeling anxious and dejected.

"Does he not trust me? Or… does he hate me?"

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Those unsettling questions would have haunted her endlessly.

That was why she felt grateful that Leon had included her. It meant he needed her, that he depended on her.

Leon was momentarily taken aback by her words before finally breaking into a small smile.

"Alright, I understand," he said softly, pinching her soft, elastic cheeks.

Arshley closed her eyes, savoring the way he played with her cheek.

"By the way, how are things going? Is everything running smoothly?" Leon asked.

Arshley opened her eyes, then leaned her cheek against Leon's broad chest, inhaling his soothing, masculine scent.

"Everything is going well, Brother. I have Edward, Louis, Adam, and Victor helping me, so the government is stable without any major issues," she replied lazily.

Leon nodded in understanding. Then, as if remembering something, he suddenly asked, "By the way, I forgot to ask—has Lucas really returned?"

Although he had lived in the Holy Orthodox Hall since he was five, Leon had never been particularly close to Lucas, the Second Guardian.

It wasn't due to any grudges or animosity; Lucas simply spent most of his time wandering the outside world.

Of course, that didn't mean they had never interacted. They had spoken and even sparred together, but only occasionally.

As a result, among all the Guardians, Lucas was the one Leon felt the least connected to.

"Yes, Lucas is back," Arshley confirmed with a small nod.

"I see…" Leon had only wanted to confirm and had no intention of continuing the topic.

With that, the two shifted their conversation to Arshley's daily life in his absence.

They hadn't seen each other in a long time, and for Arshley, those had been some of her toughest days. She decided to tell Leon everything.

Then, suddenly, she brought up a topic that completely caught Leon off guard.

"Oh, Brother, I almost forgot something important," Arshley said, looking straight at him. "Are you the Fated One?"

Leon's eyes widened as he stared at her in astonishment.

"How do you know that?" he asked, blinking in confusion.

Arshley was just as surprised by his reaction, but a triumphant smile soon spread across her lips.

"So it's true, huh? Edward's theory had already convinced me, but hearing it directly from you still caught me off guard," she said with a soft sigh.

"Edward?" Leon immediately picked up on the key name. "Did he tell you?"

Arshley nodded. "Yes, he did. He also said…"

As she continued, Leon listened carefully, but the shock on his face only deepened.@@novelbin@@

He hadn't expected Edward to uncover such a huge secret about his identity as the Fated One just from an ancient book.

Though he knew Edward was incredibly intelligent—a genius even, comparable to Jim—this still seemed impossible.

"As expected of the Wise Angel of the Holy Orthodox," Leon muttered with a small chuckle.

Shaking off his surprise, he let out a quiet sigh and lightly patted Arshley's head.

"What Edward said is true," Leon admitted casually. "However, things are more complicated than that. Since we have some free time, there's something important I want to tell you."

He then began explaining the existence of the Evil God and its connection to his identity as the Fated One. He also revealed that the true purpose behind uniting mankind was to prevent any potential betrayal from Velix and the others.

Arshley didn't interrupt, simply listening in silence as she rested her head indulgently against his chest.

By the time Leon finished, everything finally made sense to her. No wonder her brother was determined to overthrow Velix's rule—at its core, his actions were driven by the looming threat of the Evil God.

Taking a deep breath, Arshley wrapped her arms around Leon's neck, her gaze turning serious.

"Don't worry, Brother. I promise to resolve all the issues across the Holy Empire of Elysium and prepare to help you fight the Evil God!" she vowed solemnly.

Leon embraced her waist and gave a small nod, his smile warm and reassuring. "Good! You truly are my most beloved sister."

Arshley's eyes flickered to Leon's lips, and she swallowed nervously. Just as she was about to take a chance—

*Knock!*

A sudden knock on the door shattered the atmosphere instantly.

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