Knights and Magic Wand
Chapter 369 - 369 178 Knight Order

369: Chapter 178 Knight Order 369: Chapter 178 Knight Order Behind the carriages loaded with furniture, miscellaneous items, and valuables sat the covered wagons of Miss Elena and the young servants.

Azeryan and Lokhak led the Guards Cavalry, flanked by dozens of Selva warriors drawn from the barracks.

Lena and the children from her family were experiencing such an extravagant relocation for the first time, all excited like tourists traveling upon learning that they were going to settle in a beautiful, large castle.

These young boys and girls, who had survived the initial ordeal, didn’t cling much to their memories of Selva; their parents had perished in that nightmare.

To these fortunate orphans, the gentle and kind Mr.

Leon, Olivia, and sister Elena had become their new family, and being with them, it didn’t matter where they lived.

Mr.

Leon stood in front of the Selva house, watching the procession moving further away, not departing with them.

After all, there was a super-size member of the family yet to return.

Leaving without a word along with the Little Griffin, Death Claw would surely become frantic.

Feeling someone tugging at the hem of his trousers, Leon looked down with a resigned smile at the mischievous and lively Little Gede.

In the two months since hatching, this little fat bird had been fed well and grown from the size of a palm to about sixty centimeters in length.

During the time Olivia took Kovis to Glade County, the ladies at home took care of it, making sure the little fat bird never went hungry.

“Stinky Treasure, biting again…and again!

The number of trousers you have ruined, I haven’t yet settled the account with you,” Leon said.

Leon stretched out his “claws” and scooped up the Little Griffin that resembled its mother, ignoring its chirping and turned back into the house.

Kovis closed the door behind him to prevent the energetic Little Gede from sneaking out again.

The closed door shut out much of the noise from the streets of Selva.

The once increasingly crowded hallway of the mansion suddenly emptied, becoming eerily quiet.

“Everyone’s gone; it’s so quiet,” Olivia lamented as she lay her head on her arms atop the long table, gazing out over the empty hall.

Now, aside from Brian who resided in the barracks commanding the troops, only Leon, Kovis, Olivia, and Treya, who voluntarily stayed to help with the cooking, remained at home.

Aunt Milia, the cook, and her husband had also set off with the convoy earlier.

“Once we call Death Claw, we’ll join them in Avalon, and it’ll be lively again,” Leon reassured Olivia after roughing up Little Gede, then put the wriggling little fellow down again.

Speaking of which, he felt some regret; had he known earlier that Eriv planned to bestow Forest Castle Town upon him, he would’ve chosen “Caliban” or “Audoruk” instead.

He wouldn’t have given his chief city such an ominous name as “Avalon.”

He certainly did not want to end up being stabbed in the back someday by his own rebellious son or daughter and end up lying dead in the Mage Tower.

Hm?

Wait a minute, thinking about it… the former two seemed even more ominous.

At least Avalon hadn’t been blown to pieces like the previous two.

“Mr.

Leon, Miss Olivia, if there’s nothing else, I’m going to start preparing lunch.

My cooking might not be as good as Lady Milia’s, so please forgive me,” Treya said, feeling it was about time to start the meal.

“Just whip up something simple; we’re not that fussy.

Remember to include plenty of meat,” replied the meat-loving Leon with a nod.

Seeing Treya move off to the kitchen, Kovis also stood up, sensing the moment and left the space to Leon and Olivia.

“My lord, I’ll go play with Little Gede in the backyard.

Call me if you need me,” he said, picking up the Griffin cub and also leaving the room.

Now with only the two of them left, the atmosphere in the hall felt even lonelier.

Leon rested his chin in his hand as he sat sidelong at the table, his gaze fixed on Olivia, and his mind was again flooded with memories of the day they parted…

The sunlight streaming through the side window bathed the room in halves of light and shadow, inducing drowsiness.

Olivia yawned, her head resting on her folded arms as she turned to look at Leon and whispered, “Shall we go sword training together?

Or maybe you’d like to join me for some weighted long-distance running?”

“We have plenty of time for training, but calm moments like these are rare…” Leon asked with a meaningful smile, “…Dearest, have you forgotten something?”

“?”

The girl blinked in confusion, laying on the table, unaware of what her lover was hinting at.

Leon stood up and moved behind her to block her potential escape, then with hands braced on either side of her, he leaned in close to Olivia’s ear and whispered a string of shameless sweet nothings.

The girl’s cheeks instantly blossomed like ripe apples.

She turned and buried her face in the crook of her arm…

After a while, Olivia’s voice barely carried a soft complaint.

“You’re awful…

I promise, but don’t get that dress dirty, okay…?”

With the girl’s soft consent, Leon’s heart blossomed with joy.

“Woo-hoo~♪!!”

With a quick lift, he picked up the lightweight Olivia, hurrying up the stairs with a mischievous smile like a landowner eloping with a peasant girl.

Celibacy?

He dismissed the thought without a second’s consideration.

Shortened lifespan be damned; having learned the authentic Lorelette Magic, he was sure he could consult Lola for ways to prolong life in the future.

…Their unabashedly delightful life continued for two more days.

It’s just a shame that though he was no gentleman, Leon had no habit of keeping a diary; otherwise, 40,000 Felu characters might not be enough to describe the “romance” of those days.

During this time, he had also received a response from Larian.