Chapter 225: Leon’s Deep Suspicion
“What just happened?”
Charlotte, Iris, and Stella exchanged puzzled glances.
Only Fiona continued to stare in the direction where the middle-aged man had disappeared, her chubby face reflecting curiosity.
“Sister, do you remember what just happened?” Iris asked Charlotte, her voice hesitant.
“I don’t remember anything either, Iris,” Charlotte said, frowning slightly as she rubbed her head with her hands. “We were just having lunch when suddenly three burly, menacing men appeared. But after that, I can’t recall what happened.”
The memory of their lunch and the sudden intrusion of the three burly men was still clear in her mind. However, the events that followed were a blank, leaving her with a strange sense that something was missing.
Iris, puzzled by Charlotte’s response, furrowed her brows slightly and turned her gaze toward Stella.
“Sister Stella, do you remember anything?” Iris asked.
Stella shook her head, her expression doubtful. “Sorry, Iris. I don’t remember anything either, just like Charlotte.”
The three exchanged puzzled looks, their confusion deepening until it suddenly dawned on them—Fiona!
In unison, they turned to Fiona and asked, “Fiona, do you remember what just happened?”
Hearing this, Fiona, who had been staring blankly at the spot where the middle-aged man had vanished, looked slightly startled and turned her gaze toward them, nodding.
“Of course I remember, sisters,” Fiona said with an innocent expression, causing their eyes to widen in surprise.
“Then can you explain what happened to us and why it feels like we’re forgetting something?” Iris asked urgently.
Fiona was somewhat puzzled by her sisters’ strange reactions but dismissed them and began recounting everything from the beginning.
Charlotte, Iris, and Stella listened intently, their eyes widening in disbelief.
“So, a white-haired middle-aged man helped us by dealing with the three burly men and gave us gifts?” Charlotte inquired, her skepticism tinged with curiosity.
Fiona nodded innocently and replied, “Yes, something like that.”
She then gestured toward the three burly men lying on the floor and pointed to the necklaces they wore, adding in a sweet voice, “These are the proof.”
Seeing where Fiona was pointing, Charlotte, Iris, and Stella exchanged puzzled looks and fell silent, as if trying to process the story.
Fiona, meanwhile, remained quiet, her thoughts occupied by the middle-aged man’s final words: “Though you four will probably forget this anyway.”
‘Is this what the white-haired uncle meant by us forgetting him? But why do I still remember him while the others seem to forget?’ Fiona frowned in confusion, a visible question mark hovering over her head.
Meanwhile, Charlotte, Iris, and Stella gradually regained their composure, exchanging thoughtful glances.
“Sister, it seems the white-haired man Fiona mentioned deliberately made us forget what happened,” Iris said, her chubby face showing a pout.
Charlotte nodded in agreement, her expression mirroring Iris’s concern. “You’re right, Iris. But why would he do that?”
As Liliana’s daughters, they had witnessed magical phenomena before, making them less surprised.
However, what intrigued them was the white-haired man’s purpose in erasing their memories.
Although Stella did not speak, her face mirrored the same confusion and curiosity as theirs.
Afterward, Charlotte, Iris, Stella, and Fiona returned to their seats and resumed their lunch, discussing the mysterious white-haired man who had saved them.
“So, this necklace we’re wearing is a gift from him?” Iris inquired, holding up the dark moon-shaped necklace and examining it with a curious, admiring gaze.
“Yep, it was from the white-haired uncle,” Fiona replied between bites of food. “He also mentioned that we shouldn’t take the necklace off.”
“Not take it off? Why?” Charlotte inquired, her surprise evident as she held the bright moon-shaped necklace around her neck.
Fiona shook her head with a pout and replied, “I don’t know either, sister. But I did hear from the white-haired uncle that these necklaces are meant to protect us.”
“Protect?” Charlotte asked, surprised.
“Yep! But I’m not sure what that means,” Fiona said, continuing to chew her food.
Charlotte blinked her round eyes, nodded slightly as if she understood, and then glanced back at the necklace around her neck.
“What a beautiful necklace,” she thought to herself, admiring it.
As she looked at the necklace, she felt a deep sense of attachment and attraction, making her reluctant to part with it.
Not only Charlotte but also Iris and Stella felt a similar attachment; their gazes filled with admiration as they looked at their necklaces.
“Charlotte, Iris, Fiona, and Stella, are you enjoying your meal?”
At that moment, the sudden sound of footsteps and a very familiar voice startled the four of them.
Turning towards the source of the sound, they saw Liliana and Leon approaching with smiles on their faces.
“Daddy! Mommy!” Charlotte, Iris, and Fiona exclaimed happily.
“Uncle!” Stella, sitting opposite the others, also greeted Leon with enthusiasm.
Leon and Liliana smiled at their excitement and stopped beside the table.
“How are you girls doing? No one bothered you while we were gone, right?” Leon asked with a teasing tone.
Charlotte quickly shook her head and replied, “We’re fine, Daddy. But some evil men were bothering us.”
Leon’s smile vanished, replaced by a serious expression. “How dare they? Where are they?”
Before Charlotte could respond, Stella pointed at the three burly men lying on the floor and said, “Uncle Leon, those three were bothering us!”
Following Stella’s gesture, Leon glanced at the men and then back at her, clearly surprised. “Are you certain those are the ones?”
Stella nodded confidently and continued, “At first, the three of them approached us pretending to be kind uncles. But I knew they were scheming because their real intention was to kidnap us!”
“Mm-hmm! What sister Stella said is absolutely true, Daddy!” Iris nodded in agreement and chimed in.
As Leon listened, he frowned slightly and glanced at Liliana beside him.
“Liliana, are you sure these are the demons bothering our daughters?” Leon whispered, his confusion evident.
Liliana studied the three unconscious burly men on the floor, her brows slightly furrowed.
“I’m certain they are, Leon,” Liliana replied, though her tone was uncertain.
“Then why did they faint like that?” Leon asked again.
Moments ago, Liliana had told him that death-seeking demons were bothering their daughters and Stella, which had made him furious and eager to confront them.
However, upon arriving at the tavern, he found no sign of any trouble. Instead, the girls were eating and conversing cheerfully, which left him bewildered.
Now, seeing the burly demons unconscious on the floor, Leon couldn’t help but be even more shocked.
Liliana was momentarily speechless, wearing a puzzled and perplexed expression.
After a moment, she looked back at Leon and said, “It’s possible that the shadow squad I assigned to protect them took action.”
The shadow squad was a specialized force under her command, possessing strength comparable to that of an archdemon when united in battle.
Before leaving with Leon, she had stationed the shadow squad to look after the children, so she was certain that the demons’ unconscious state was due to their intervention.
Upon hearing this, Leon’s confusion began to clear, but he still felt an unsettling sense of unease that he couldn’t shake.
The distance between where he and Liliana had spoken and the tavern where the girls were was short. Therefore, they would have heard any fighting if it had occurred.
However, as they approached the tavern, no sound of fighting had reached them, which struck him as odd.
Furthermore, it was even more peculiar that the demons in the tavern were calm and conversing, seemingly indifferent to the unconscious, burly men on the floor.
“Something’s not right…” Leon thought to himself, his expression growing serious.
He then turned to Charlotte, Iris, Stella, and Fiona, folded his arms, and asked, “Can any of you tell me who helped you with these three demons?”
At Leon’s question, Charlotte, Iris, and Stella instinctively turned their gazes toward Fiona.
Noticing their gaze, Leon immediately turned his attention to Fiona with a softened expression.
“Fiona, can you tell me who helped you and your sisters?” Leon asked kindly.
Fiona looked up at Leon, blinking her eyes as she nodded vigorously.
“The person who helped us was a white-haired uncle, Daddy,” Fiona answered, her golden eyes sparkling.
“White-haired uncle?” Leon’s eyes widened in surprise. “Who is this white-haired uncle, and do you know him?”
Fiona shook her head and replied with pursed lips, “I don’t know who he is, Daddy. But the white-haired uncle is very kind. Not only did he help us against those three bad guys, but he also gave us these beautiful necklaces!”
She showed the gold sun-shaped necklace around her neck and pointed to the necklaces worn by Charlotte, Iris, and Stella.
Leon’s shock deepened as he listened and looked at the necklaces, causing him to glance at Liliana with concern.
“Liliana, don’t you find this odd?” Leon inquired, his eyes narrowing slightly.
Liliana folded her arms across her huge chest and nodded thoughtfully. “Yes, you’re right, Leon. This is quite unusual.”
The two exchanged a glance for a moment before Leon turned his attention back to Fiona.
“Can you describe the white-haired uncle you’re talking about?” Leon asked.
In the Demon Race teritory, a demon with white hair was exceptionally rare—almost unheard of.
White hair was a trait exclusive to those with the bloodline of the first Demon Emperor, Amon Crimson, such as Liliana and their three daughters.
This rarity heightened Leon’s curiosity about the white-haired uncle Fiona mentioned.
Fiona chewed her food and swallowed before answering, “The white-haired uncle is tall like you, Daddy. He wore a pristine, elegant white robe and had short white hair that looked a lot like Mommy’s and ours.”
Pausing to rub her little chin, Fiona added with a beaming expression, “Oh! What stood out the most was that he wore a white-colored blindfold over his eyes.”
Leon listened carefully, but as soon as he heard this detail, his body went rigid, and his golden eyes widened in shock.
“A blindfold covering his eyes!? Could it be… him?”
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