My Love Debts Are Everywhere!

In the palace hallway, Liliana walked calmly, her expression indifferent. In her right hand, she carried four letters in soft shades of pink, light green, light blue, and lavender—each meant for the four little girls from Leon.

"Hopefully, these letters will cheer them up. Otherwise, it'll be troublesome if they start crying," Liliana muttered, feeling a twinge of helplessness.

Since Leon's arrival at the palace, she had entrusted all matters concerning the children to him. This had gradually distanced her from them, leaving her with a lingering sense of guilt and shame.

But there was little she could do—her responsibilities weighed heavily on her.

After walking for some time, she stopped in front of their room door.

"Wuuu! I want to see Daddy!"

Just as she reached for the doorknob, a sudden burst of crying from inside startled her.

"Fiona?" Liliana froze in place before quickly opening the door.

*Clack!*

The moment she stepped inside, she saw Fiona crying uncontrollably, rolling around on the bed. Nearby, Iris, Charlotte, Stella, and Lyra stood by, their faces etched with helplessness.

"Don't cry, Fiona. Daddy must have a good reason for not coming back," Charlotte said softly, stroking Fiona's head in an attempt to comfort her.

But the tears streaming from Fiona's wide, round eyes only grew heavier, showing no signs of stopping.

"But… but I want to see Daddy. He promised to come back! Wuuu!" Fiona whined, shaking her head in frustration.

Her round, golden eyes were swollen and reddened, and her tear-streaked face looked so pitiful that it could tug at anyone's heartstrings.

Seeing how difficult it was to console Fiona, they sighed softly and exchanged uncertain glances.

"What should we do, big sister?" Iris inquired, her voice laced with confusion.

Charlotte fell silent for a moment, seemingly deep in thought as she searched for a solution to this predicament.

"How about we call Her Majesty Liliana? She's likely finished her meeting with the three Demon Generals by now," Lyra suggested casually.

Hearing this, Charlotte, Iris, and Stella's faces lit up, and they nodded in unison like eager chicks.

"Then I'll go," Iris volunteered resolutely.

"I'll come with you," Stella added, grasping Iris's left hand with a reassuring smile.

Iris returned the smile and replied lightly, "Alright."

"There's no need—I'm already here." Liliana's voice suddenly rang out from behind, making them jump in surprise.

They quickly turned toward the sound and saw Liliana standing in the doorway, her gaze calmly observing them.

"Mommy?" Iris and Charlotte gasped in disbelief.

Liliana smiled softly and gave a slight nod before walking toward them.

"I apologize for not noticing your arrival, Your Majesty," Lyra said, her voice tinged with regret.

Liliana waved her hand nonchalantly and replied, "There's no need to worry. I intentionally suppressed my aura, so it's not your fault you didn't sense my presence."

Hearing this, Lyra's guilty expression gradually faded, replaced by visible relief as she nodded slowly.

"Good morning, Aunt Liliana," Stella greeted shyly, her tone polite and respectful.

Although she had been living here and was close to Liliana, she remained conscious of their statuses. In front of the supreme ruler of the Demon race, she knew she must always maintain proper respect, regardless of the circumstances.

Liliana smiled softly and gently patted Stella's head.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Good morning to you too, Stella," Liliana replied warmly.

Feeling Liliana's affectionate touch, Stella couldn't help but smile, her eyes narrowing into crescent shapes.

Liliana shifted her attention to Fiona, who was still crying and rolling around, and let out a soft sigh.

"So, what's going on here?" Liliana inquired calmly, her gaze sweeping over them.

Charlotte stepped forward and began, "The thing is..."

After a few minutes of listening, Liliana finally understood the situation. She chuckled lightly, unable to hold back her amusement.

"I anticipated something like this might happen, and fortunately, I arrived just in time," Liliana said as she handed light blue, light green, and lavender-colored letters to Charlotte, Iris, and Stella.

The three accepted the letters, their adorable faces clearly showing confusion.

"What's this letter, Mommy?" Iris asked hesitantly, her curiosity evident.

"A letter from your daddy," Liliana replied casually, folding her arms across her chest.

The moment they heard her words, the three girls froze in shock before exchanging delighted glances.

Charlotte clutched her letter tightly and turned to Liliana, asking eagerly, "Where is Daddy, Mommy? Why didn't he return with the demon army?"

Iris, Stella, and even Lyra quickly looked to Liliana, their eyes filled with anticipation, waiting for her response.

"Your father is currently traveling to the Holy Empire of Elysium to take care of some important matters. It might take a while, but don't worry—once everything is resolved, he'll return as soon as possible," Liliana explained with a reassuring tone.

"The Holy Empire of Elysium?" Charlotte, Iris, and Fiona were taken aback upon hearing that name.

Even though they had never ventured outside the Demon race's territory, they knew enough about the Holy Empire of Elysium, one of humanity's two transcendent powers.

Lyra, standing close to Stella, was equally taken aback by the revelation.

She hadn't anticipated that Leon would go to the Holy Empire of Elysium. But thinking back on the betrayal he'd endured, it soon made sense. With his power restored, confronting the Holy Empire and settling old scores was only natural.

While the others remained frozen in shock, Liliana quietly made her way to the bed where Fiona continued sobbing uncontrollably.

"Wuuu! I want to see Daddy and play with him!" Fiona cried, her face buried in her pillow.

Liliana sat gently on the edge of the bed and reached out, softly stroking Fiona's little head.

"Do you miss your Daddy?" Liliana asked in a tender voice.

At the sound of her mother's soothing tone, Fiona's crying abruptly stopped. She raised her head, turning to her right, only to find Liliana sitting beside her.

With her round, tear-streaked eyes, Fiona immediately threw herself into Liliana's arms, burying her face against her mother's chest.

"I miss Daddy, Mommy," Fiona whispered, tightening her embrace around Liliana.

Perhaps out of fear of being scolded, her loud cries had quieted, replaced by a soft, sad whimpering.

Liliana gently rubbed Fiona's back, occasionally patting her softly. "Alright, there's no need to be so sad. Your father has important matters to attend to in the Holy Empire of Elysium, so his return might take a little longer than expected."

The sadness in Fiona's heart deepened at her words. But before she could respond, Liliana slowly released her embrace and handed her a pink letter.

"However, your daddy sent a special letter just for you. I hope this will make you feel better," Liliana said kindly.

Fiona stared at the letter, her expression one of shock. She wiped away the last of her tears and carefully took it from Liliana's hands.

"Is this really for me?" Fiona inquired in a quiet, hesitant voice.

"Of course," Liliana replied gently, lightly pinching Fiona's chubby cheeks.

Fiona's sadness melted away in an instant, replaced by pure joy that spread across her round face. She threw her arms around Liliana, burying her face in her mother's chest in a spoiled, affectionate manner.

"Thank you, Mommy!" she exclaimed, a delighted smile spreading across her small lips, making her look completely adorable.

Her sadness hadn't really been about her father's absence, but rather the fear that he might not return because he no longer loved her. Now, with a special letter from him, she knew he still cared.

"You're welcome," Liliana replied, her lips curving into a loving smile.

Nearby, Charlotte, Iris, Stella, and Lyra exhaled in relief as they watched Liliana soothe Fiona. The little girl had been crying for over ten minutes, and they had no idea how to comfort her.

Once the situation settled, Liliana turned her gaze toward Lyra and spoke, "By the way, Lyra, I've been meaning to discuss your father, Heidel's funeral. In an hour, we will bury him in the Land of Eternity."

At these words, Lyra's usually composed eyes flickered with emotion. Her expression stiffened, and her body shuddered slightly.

The Land of Eternity was reserved for the burial of demon emperors who had fallen to the hands of heroes. Its sacred status meant no demon, not even an Arch-demon, could be buried there.

Yet now, Liliana was saying that her father would be laid to rest in that very place, leaving Lyra speechless.

"Your Majesty, you..." Lyra began, struggling to find her words, but Liliana quickly cut her off.

"You don't need to worry about it. This was actually my father's wish," Liliana replied, rising to her feet.

Although she had never met her father in person, his final wish was clearly expressed in a letter addressed to her. The letter asked that Heidel be buried beside his own grave, ensuring that their friendship would remain unbroken even in death.

As it was the request of her father, the former Demon Emperor, Liliana didn't hesitate to fulfill it. Moreover, Heidel had been both a father figure and a mentor to her, and she felt a deep sense of duty to honor him one final time.

Lyra's eyes reddened as she listened to Liliana's words. She clenched her fists and curled her toes, bowing her head deeply in gratitude.

With lips that trembled slightly, she spoke from the heart, "Thank you, Your Majesty Liliana."

...

Inside a lavish room, Aragon sat on a sofa with a calm, authoritative expression. In front of him were two men whose appearances were striking.

The man on the right had a handsome face and a tall, though slender, build. His yellow eyes, with sharp, cat-like pupils, left anyone who looked at him feeling unsettled.

Beside him sat a shorter, rounder man, dressed in a black robe with blood-red stripes. While he appeared to be a kind old man, those who knew him recognized the ruthless nature hidden beneath his exterior.

These two men were among the seven Arch-demons of the Demon race—Zariel and Noah.

Both stood at the peak of the Demon Empire's hierarchy, ranking just two levels below Liliana, the Demon Emperor, and one level below Heidel, the leader of all Arch-demons.

"Zariel, Noah, I'm sure you know why I called you here, right?" Aragon asked calmly, reclining into the sofa.

The two nodded silently, their expressions serious.

"Of course we do," Noah replied firmly, then added, "But are you certain you want to go through with it?"

A confident smile curled on Aragon's lips. "Yes, I'm certain," he answered.

His eyes slowly narrowed, and in a cold tone, he continued, "The Crimson Family has held power for far too long. It's time to bring it to an end."