My Love Debts Are Everywhere!-Chapter 450: Realizing the Feeling and Acknowledging the Stupidity

"White?" Arshley was stunned, her beautiful face suddenly turning pale.

If her memory served her right, the woman and the three little girls in her dream had white hair as well!

However, she couldn’t be hasty—she needed to confirm it once more.

"How do you know her hair is white?" Arshley asked cautiously.

Edward took a sip of his tea before replying calmly, "Of course I know, Saint. The defining traits of Amon Crimson’s descendants—what we now call the generation of Demon Emperors—are their snow-white hair and red eyes."

He then turned to Leon, who was sitting beside Arshley, and asked, "Am I right, Leon?"

Leon gave a slight nod. "Yeah, you’re right, old man."

Arshley’s heart pounded violently, her palms clenching tightly.

"So... was the dream real?" A wave of dizziness hit her as she turned to Leon, her gaze filled with hatred.

Sensing her stare, Leon instinctively looked at her, confusion flickering in his eyes.

"What’s wrong, Arshley?" He reached out to touch her face, only for his hand to be swatted away.

"Don’t touch me!" She snapped, her voice trembling as tears welled up in her eyes.

"You..." Leon was stunned by her sudden outburst.

In all the time they had spent together, he had never seen Arshley act this way toward him—not even once.

Edward was just as shocked as Leon. He knew very well how much Arshley loved Leon, as proven by her deep depression when Leon had disappeared back then.

That was why he had always believed there was no way Arshley could ever be angry or hostile toward him. But now… it seemed he had been completely wrong.

Under their astonished gazes, Arshley stood up and walked away, tears streaming down her cheeks.

Leon instinctively moved to follow her, but Edward quickly stopped him.

"Wait, Leon! Don’t go after her. The Saint is probably overwhelmed and has too much on her mind. Let her have some time to calm down."

Hearing that, Leon found it reasonable. He let out a helpless sigh and sat back down.

"Did I do something wrong?" he asked, his face clouded with doubt.

Yet, looking back on their interactions over the past two months, he felt that everything had been fine. So what had suddenly made Arshley act that way?

Noticing his confusion, Edward let out a quiet chuckle. Leaning back against the sofa, he took a slow sip of his tea.

"Leon, I have a question for you," Edward said calmly, looking at him intently. "How do you feel about the Saint?"

"My feelings for Arshley?" Leon frowned. "Of course, I love her. She’s my sister, after all."

Edward rolled his eyes and let out an annoyed sigh. "Has being exposed to the devouring poison made you so stupid that you’ve lost all sense of reason? I mean romantic feelings, you fool!"

Despite being scolded, Leon wasn’t upset at all. He had already guessed Edward’s intentions but had deliberately played dumb.

Now that his act had been exposed, there was no point in pretending anymore.

"You may not realize it, but the Saint has suffered greatly since you disappeared," Edward continued, his expression filled with sorrow. "She often daydreams, and her emotions are unstable. Even during meetings, she barely listens, leaving me or the other Guardians to repeat our reports."

He paused briefly, then let out a wry smile before looking at Leon seriously. "A few days before your letter arrived, the Saint fell ill from the stress weighing on her body. After everything she’s endured since losing you, are you still going to deny her feelings for you?"

Leon fell silent, his expression darkening with pain. He had never imagined that Arshley had suffered so much after the Holy Empire of Elysium declared him dead.

Just thinking about it made his chest tighten, as if thousands of needles were piercing his heart.

"I’m such an idiot..." he muttered angrily, clenching his fists.

The truth was, his indifference toward Arshley’s feelings wasn’t because he didn’t love her—but because he had been hesitant and indecisive.

On one hand, Arshley had always been like a sister to him. But on the other, he feared he wouldn’t be able to treat her kindly and might end up hurting her instead.

That fear made him continue pretending to be indifferent, despite Arshley’s constant teasing.

Noticing Leon’s regretful expression, Edward couldn’t help but nod in satisfaction.

"Saint, I’ve done my part. The rest is up to you," he murmured with a small smile.

Shaking off his thoughts, Edward set his tea down on the saucer and said, "It’s never too late to start over or regret. You still have time. But for now, let the Saint calm down first."

Leon took a deep breath before nodding. "You’re right."

With that, the conversation ended, and the atmosphere around them returned to its usual calm and relaxed state.

"By the way, you still haven’t told me the reason behind Velix’s overthrow. Care to explain? I doubt it was purely out of revenge," Edward said, smoothly shifting the topic.

Leon wasn’t surprised by Edward’s sharp insight. He knew just how powerful the man before him was.

"You’re right—it wasn’t purely about revenge," Leon admitted.

His expression grew serious as he began to explain. "Actually..."

He then recounted the war from 7,000 years ago and the looming threat of the Evil God’s return.

Edward listened intently, his eyes gradually narrowing.

Half an hour later, Leon finally finished, and Edward fully grasped the story.

"So that’s how it is... I never expected such a monumental secret to stay hidden from us for 7,000 years," Edward murmured, his expression heavy with contemplation.

The sheer weight of Leon’s revelations was staggering.

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If this ever reached the public, he couldn’t begin to imagine the chaos it would cause.

After all, who would have thought that the peace they enjoyed was nothing more than an illusion while a great threat lurked in the shadows?

Although Edward had speculated about Leon’s identity as the Fated One based on an ancient book he had discovered, his knowledge was limited. It contained nothing about the Evil God or the war from 7,000 years ago.

"The reason I overthrew Velix was to eliminate a future threat," Leon continued, a calm smile on his lips. "He and I are already life-and-death enemies. There’s a real chance he would eventually side with the Evil God."

Edward didn’t resent Leon’s actions; in fact, he strongly approved of them.

As the saying goes, "Eliminate the pests in your field before they grow into a threat that could ruin you."

If Leon hadn’t taken that path, it would have been Edward who felt disappointed. After all, he had been Leon’s mentor since childhood.

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He had taught him to be a good person—but also to be ruthless and unwavering when necessary.

Fortunately, Leon hadn’t let him down.

"After uniting humanity under the Saint’s rule, what do you plan to do next?" Edward asked.

Leon smiled mysteriously, casually crossing his legs.

"That... of course, involves working with the demon race and the dragon race."