My Love Debts Are Everywhere!

The butterfly had stunning blue wings, reminiscent of the color of the ocean.

Moreover, intricate golden-white patterns adorned both wings, encircling them entirely, further enhancing their beauty.

Leon, amazed by the butterfly, couldn't help but express his admiration.

"What a beautiful butterfly," he murmured, reaching out his hand, his index finger poised to touch it.

Yet, before he could make contact, the butterfly darted away, evading him, leaving Leon with nothing but a smile.

"It appears this butterfly is quite shy," Leon remarked with a soft chuckle.

Thinking of butterflies, Leon's mind drifted back to his first encounter with Liliana in the desert of chaos.

He vividly recalled the moment before Liliana's arrival, when a blood-red butterfly had alighted on his index finger.

Initially perplexed by the butterfly's presence in the arid desert, Leon later discovered it was actually one of Liliana's teleportation magic techniques.

"Could this blue butterfly be akin to Liliana's appearance back then?" Leon's eyes widened as the thought struck him.

With a sudden surge of urgency, he sprang from the garden bench and scanned his surroundings with vigilance.

Fearful that this blue butterfly might signify the onset of teleportation magic akin to Liliana's technique, he remained on high alert.

After all, such a stunning blue butterfly was far from ordinary in appearance.

Yet, after several thorough scans of his surroundings, Leon found nothing suspicious.

The absence of swarms of gathering butterflies, reminiscent of those in the desert of chaos, akin to Liliana's teleportation skills, instantly left him astonished.

"No... Am I being overly cautious?" Leon slowly calmed himself down but maintained a sense of vigilance.

After once again conducting a thorough scan of his surroundings and finding nothing amiss, only then could Leon breathe a sigh of relief.

"It doesn't seem like the butterfly has anything to do with teleportation techniques like Liliana's," Leon concluded with relief as he slowly settled back into his seat.

However, moments after resuming his seat, the blue butterfly, which had initially evaded his touch, returned.

This time, it didn't settle nearby but instead circled around him, leaving Leon once again puzzled.

"This butterfly doesn't seem like an ordinary one. Is there a reason it's approaching and encircling me like this?" Leon furrowed his brow, pondering with a hint of confusion.

The butterfly's behavior appeared suspicious, prompting Leon to scrutinize it carefully once more to discern its intentions.

Shortly after Leon concentrated his gaze on it, the butterfly ceased its circling and glided slowly toward the palace.

Watching this unfold, Leon remained motionless, seated as he observed from a distance.

However, to his surprise, the butterfly circled back to him once more, fluttering around him before heading back towards the palace, as if urging him to follow.

"Is this butterfly inviting me to follow?" Leon blinks several times, then resolves to give it a chance.

He sensed that the butterfly might be indicating or guiding him toward something.

Rising slowly from his seat, Leon approached the butterfly with cautious steps.

As he drew nearer, the butterfly glided slowly into the palace, confirming his earlier suspicion.

'I wonder where this butterfly will lead me...' Leon mused, narrowing his eyes as he followed its flight path.

Throughout the hallway, Leon's attention remained fixed on the butterfly, guided by a sense of curiosity.

'Is this butterfly being controlled by someone, or is it acting on its own?' Leon pondered silently, lost in thought.

In this world, there were indeed individuals known as beast tamers who possessed the ability to harness and communicate with animals.

These beast tamers were unique in their capacity to speak, control, and even tame animals at will.

However, despite their extraordinary abilities, they were still considered part of the mage class.

Therefore, Leon harbored a suspicion about whether this butterfly was controlled by someone or not.

'By the way, it seems the Elven race, residing in the world tree, possesses the ability to control animals as well, doesn't it?' Leon raised one eyebrow as he recalled the elves.

In this world, alongside the human and demon races, there were many other races, including the dragon and elven races.

The elves were known as a reclusive race with remarkably long lifespans.

'Hmmm... Speaking of the elven race, rumor has it that there's an elf still alive from the 7,000-year era, when the first-generation heroes and Demon Emperor Amon lived,' Leon mused inwardly, pondering a potential visit to the elven territory in the future.

An elf who had lived for over 7,000 years likely held knowledge of the era's hidden history, sparking Leon's desire to meet them even more.

Yet, such a meeting wouldn't be easy, as the elves' existence was shrouded in secrecy, rumored to be protected by an immensely powerful magic concealing their presence and the world tree.

As Leon began to drift into his reverie, the blue butterfly guiding him came to an abrupt halt at a fork in the passage ahead, causing Leon to snap out of his reverie, confusion washing over his features.

"Ha? Why did this butterfly stop? Are we already there?" Leon asked, his voice tinged with hesitation.

Scanning the surrounding hallway, he found nothing of interest.

"Strange..." he whispered, a frown forming on his forehead.

Suddenly, the blue butterfly veered sharply to the right, surprising Leon.

Quickly, Leon followed it and suddenly gasped in shock.

"This hallway... isn't the one leading to the hall of glory?" Leon widened his eyes in surprise.

The Hall of Glory stands as a revered sanctum for the entire demon race, where the legacies and paintings of Demon Emperors from every era are enshrined.

During his early days in the castle, Leon vividly remembered a time when he became lost while trying to find the garden, where he and Fiona had originally planned to play together.

Instead of finding the hallway leading to the garden, he inadvertently wandered into the Hall of Glory.

Therefore, the hallway remained etched clearly in his memory.

"No... Is this butterfly guiding me to the Hall of Glory?" Leon's frown deepened slightly.

Shortly after considering this possibility, the blue butterfly guiding him abruptly stopped in front of the gate of the Hall of Glory, causing a twitch at the corner of Leon's mouth.

"Damn! Really heading to the Hall of Glory?"