Leon arrived directly beneath the room where he was about to meet the two individuals. He skillfully scaled the window of that room and gently knocked on it. Only after the father laid eyes on Leon did he finally grant him entry. Despite the father's warm welcome, Leon's attention was firmly fixed elsewhere – he focused his gaze directly on the girl lying on the bed. Without preamble, Leon inquired, "How old is she?" "...She just turned 16 this year," the father responded with a hint of uncertainty. "That's the same age as my younger sibling," Leon mumbled as he moved closer to the girl's bed. "Y-yes?" the father stuttered, not quite catching Leon's words. Nevertheless, Leon seemed indifferent to his reaction as his eyes meticulously scanned the girl's entire body, attempting to determine the stage of her illness. 'Considering her complexion and her slender physique... could it be the third stage?' he pondered silently. If it indeed was the third stage, that implied there was sti

The journey to the forest was enveloped in silence as three individuals advanced in single file, with Leon leading the way. It was as if the forest itself was leading them, with no signs of danger in sight. They reached their intended destination, the place where Leon had instructed the dragon to prepare, with relative ease.Pausing at this specific spot, the trio stood there for a moment. Leon took a few steps towards the center, and the others instinctively moved to follow him. However, one of them halted upon hearing Leon's words."Noxin, remain in your current position.""Young master?""I have a private matter to discuss with Kelt. Please stay where you are for a moment. If any issues arise, you have my permission to intervene."It was only after hearing Leon's reassuring words that Noxin's expression finally relaxed, and he nodded."Very well, young master."Together, Leon and Kelt proceeded in silence towards the center of the forest.Eventually, Leon came to a halt, and Kelt f

"Regardless, no, I've chosen to extend my forgiveness. Just accept it." "!?" Kelt's expression shifted from bewilderment to Leon's unexpectedly casual demeanor, as though the gravity of their prior serious and somber conversation had evaporated. He stammered, attempting to gauge his young master's current mood, and even his tears quickly subsided. "Young master, I—" "I've reiterated it several times now. Don't burden yourself with guilt or any other emotions. I'm simply expressing my thoughts without intending to impose any particular feelings on you, you know." Kelt, still taken aback by this unexpected change in Leon's demeanor, struggled to find the right words. His emotions were in a whirlwind, from disbelief to a deep sense of relief. However, he couldn't deny the honesty and compassion in Leon's gaze. Leon went on, his tone softer now, "Kelt, I've come to realize that dwelling on our past actions won't lead us anywhere. We've both made choices, some good and some bad, but

"Leon... I know you. I know you so well. You're the kind of person who conceals your emotions and thoughts," Carl remarked, withdrawing his hand from Leon's shoulder. He wiped his face, his eyes still bearing the weight of sadness, but now devoid of tears. Continuing, he said, "So the fact that you've reached out to us like this, sharing this with us, there must be a hidden message behind it. What is it, my son? What have you been keeping from us? How much time do you have left?"Leon fell into a contemplative silence. It wasn't that he didn't grasp the significance of his father's question; rather, he needed a moment to gather his thoughts.Before long, Leon, his voice quivering, finally summoned the courage to respond to his father's inquiry. He paused briefly before admitting, "...Father, I may not be fortunate enough to see tomorrow."Carl's countenance contorted, a mixture of shock and grief washing over him as he absorbed the weight of Leon's revelation. The magnitude of the sit

Greetings to all, it's Miss Q here. I've been absent from writing for a few months, and I must admit, leaving you all hanging without an explanation has surely been frustrating. So, here I am, addressing the situation. First and foremost, I want to express my gratitude to the readers who patiently waited for the story's continuation, and I sincerely apologize for the lengthy delay. The reason for my prolonged absence stems from the challenge of navigating the story after the conclusion of the royal event arc. Knowing what was about to unfold, I found myself grappling with how to eloquently depict the plot's subsequent developments. As I delved into writing this month's installment, I was repeatedly halted by overwhelming emotions, leading to tears flowing with each word I penned. The writing process became a genuine torment, and my heart felt like it was shattering with every sentence. There were moments when I needed to pause and collect myself, only to resume, and this pattern per