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"A white-haired middle-aged man?" Leon raised an eyebrow in mild surprise before nodding in understanding. "If it's him, I'm sure this secret will remain safe."

The man named Nolan was shrouded in mystery and possessed extraordinary power. However, Leon felt no need to be wary or fear that he would harm Fiona.

After all, Nolan had helped him countless times and had never shown the slightest hint of malice toward him or his daughters.

Liliana nodded in agreement and let out a small sigh. "You're right, Leon. In fact, he was the one who helped seal Fiona's holy power and hero's destiny. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have known what to do."

"Oh? He even helped Fiona? Looks like I owe him another favor." Leon chuckled softly, feeling relieved.

He then leaned forward, pressing his forehead against Liliana's, and murmured, "Alright, let's set that matter aside. Now, tell me—why are you dressed like this? Are you trying to tease me?"

His gaze instinctively lowered, drawn to the deep valley between Liliana's breasts, clearly exposed before his eyes.

A surge of heat coursed through his body, as if he were staring at a glass of water in the middle of a scorching desert.

Liliana's eyes trembled slightly, but there was no trace of shame or hesitation.

Instead, she curved her lips into a faint smile, pulled her forehead away, and lifted Leon's chin in a bold, commanding manner.

"Since you've already figured it out, why bother asking?" she replied casually.

Leon couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement. It had been a long time since he'd seen Liliana's cold and commanding demeanor.

Though he adored her gentle and caring side, he couldn't deny that he also found her icy, indifferent nature alluring.

After all, it was an innate trait—one that made men desire to conquer her.

"Then, I won't hold back."

After saying that, Leon lifted Liliana into his arms in a princess carry and stood up.

She didn't resist. Instead, she wrapped her arms around his neck and closed her eyes with a faint smile.

Leon carried her to the bed, laying her down with utmost care.

Pressing his right knee on the empty space beside Liliana, he gazed at her playfully while gently lifting her chin.

"Tonight, you're my captive."

And with that, the night unfolded in a whirlwind of passion and desire.

***

The next morning...

The sun slowly rose from the east, casting its golden light across the world.

On the bed, Leon, still deep in sleep, slowly opened his heavy eyelids—only to shut them again, drifting back into slumber.

It wasn't until the sun climbed higher, its rays piercing through Liliana's bedroom window and illuminating his face, that he finally stirred, forcing his eyes open.

"Morning already?" he mumbled lazily, letting out a yawn.

Slowly sitting up, he rubbed his eyes before glancing at Liliana, who was still sound asleep beside him.

In an instant, memories of last night flooded his mind, snapping him fully awake.

"That was… intense," he murmured under his breath.

Whether it was because Liliana had missed him dearly or for some other reason, she had been utterly relentless last night.

Her passion was unyielding, pushing them through dozens of rounds. Fortunately, with his superior physique, he managed to endure and keep up with her.

If it had been an ordinary person, they would have collapsed by the third round against Liliana.

"Still… my waist is killing me," Leon muttered, rubbing his sore lower back.

It seemed he had been indulging himself too much. Before leaving for the Demon Empire, he had spent time with Arshley. Then, on the journey, he and Athena had shared a heated night.

And last night? Liliana had been on an entirely different level—fierce and intense.

No matter how physically strong he was, if this cycle continued, exhaustion would eventually catch up to him.

"Looks like I need to train more," he muttered with a chuckle.

Ever since leaving the outer palace for the battlefield in the Desert of Chaos, his daily training had been inconsistent.

And even when he managed to train, the sessions were too brief to be effective.

"But before that, I need to check on Fiona. I have to ensure her safety and assess the effects of the divine power within her."

Though he trusted Liliana's words, a lingering doubt remained—one he couldn't ignore.

Only by seeing her with his own eyes could he be completely certain.

Without hesitation, he sat up, but just as he was about to rise from the bed, he paused.

Turning to Liliana, still peacefully asleep, he leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead before finally getting up and dressing.

Once he was ready, he headed to the bathroom, washed his slightly weary face, and then stepped out of the room.

***

Leon strolled leisurely through the inner palace hallway. Each time he passed by, the servants and guards respectfully bowed their heads toward him.

"Ah! Your Majesty Leon, have you returned?"

A surprised female voice called out from behind him.

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Leon stopped and turned his head, only to find a young maid with delicate features, though her figure was rather petite.

His initial surprise quickly faded, replaced by a gentle smile that curved his lips.

"Celine," Leon greeted. "Yes, I returned yesterday morning."

Celine's eyes sparkled with delight as she gave a small nod, as if understanding.

"What are you doing so early in the morning, Your Majesty Leon?" she asked curiously, glancing to the empty sides of the hallway.

"I was heading to the little ones' room," Leon answered honestly.

"I see..." Celine put on a serious expression that, unintentionally, looked rather adorable. "By the way, you haven't had breakfast yet, have you? How about I bring breakfast for you and the young ladies to the room?"

"Alright, thank you. I am a bit hungry right now," Leon agreed without hesitation.

"In that case, I'll deliver it in twenty minutes," Celine said, clenching her hands together in excitement.

After exchanging a few more words, Leon continued toward the room where the four little girls were.

Watching his figure gradually disappear down the hall, Celine bit her lower lip, unable to contain her admiration.

"For some reason, His Majesty Leon looks even more handsome than before..."