Knights and Magic Wand
Chapter 511 - 511 242 Marriage

511: Chapter 242 Marriage 511: Chapter 242 Marriage Leon lay on his side, his right arm serving as a pillow for Olivia’s neck, while his relaxed left arm gently encircled her and rested in front of the girl.

His left hand, still not fully under his control, was left to the mercy of her tender touch.

Turning to catch the fragrance of Olivia’s hair, Leon gazed out at the moonlight pouring through the window.

He quietly deliberated whether now was the time to take the final step for his marriage proposal—to set the date for the wedding.

But before Leon could voice his thoughts, Olivia spoke first.

“…Leon.”

“Hmm?”

“Could you allow me to be a little more willful toward you from now on?”

The girl carefully caressed the healed scars on his arm, her slender fingers showing both affection and caution.

Leon tightened his embrace with his left arm, holding her soft, delicate form close.

He almost chuckled aloud.

“You’re obedient to the point it breaks my heart.

When have you ever been willful with me?

If anything, I’ve always been the one acting willful toward you.

I’ve actually been hoping you’d act spoiled with me a bit more.”

Olivia sighed.

“So you’re aware of how you’ve been bullying me…

You rascal.”

She turned over, curling up as she nestled into his broad embrace, her face-to-face gaze locking onto his.

“But that’s not what I meant…

I regret listening to your instructions so closely this time,” she said, slipping her arms around Leon’s neck.

“Look at the danger you faced.

I shouldn’t have stayed in Avalon.

I want to protect you.

No matter where you go in the future, whether you need to interact with those noble circles of the kingdom, promise me…

at least let me stay near you, so I can reach you at any time.

I guarantee I can keep my identity hidden.

Let me be willful just this once…”

Meeting the determined gaze of the girl, Leon thought carefully.

Olivia was now capable of altering the color of her eyes—a remarkable ability.

Moreover, with the cover story they had meticulously crafted for her as a distant relative of the Villania Royal Family, she had a plausible background, growing far beyond her once-unremarkable status as a seemingly inconspicuous village girl.

If she appeared alongside Kovis—both bearing golden hair and eyes—their shared disguise as relatives from the Villania Allen Del Family would be highly convincing.

She wouldn’t be linked to the Drakemar Family.

In fact, compared to her, Kovis—originating from the Eastern Continent and bearing the rather extraordinary identity as a Prince of Villania—might draw far more attention from the nobles.

As long as they avoided overly sensitive venues, there was no need to tread so cautiously.

Someone as exceptional as Olivia, forever hiding her brilliance, might instead raise suspicion.

He couldn’t possibly confine her to a dark room forever.

After all, with so many measures prepared to obscure her origins, appearing openly might even achieve the effect of hiding in plain sight.

“I promise you.

It’s true—I can’t predict when I might face another crisis like this.

Taking risks alone is irresponsible to you.

However…

does being willful really require permission?

Would that truly count as willfulness?” Leon lowered his head and playfully nuzzled her cheek.

“Mmh…

I’m just used to it,” Olivia mumbled, her cheeks flushing with warmth.

Amid their tender intimacy, Leon spoke of another thought that had been weighing on him.

“Actually, there’s something else I want to consult you about.”

Olivia listened attentively.

“Hmm, go ahead.”

“What do you say we plan an early wedding date?”

Leon explained, “In case something truly happens to me, if you already hold the status as my legal wife, the entirety of the Baron Domain can be fought for you to inherit.

This way, it would reduce many troubles and risks—for you, for Uncle Bryan, and for everyone else…”

As Leon expressed his concerns, he noticed Olivia’s brows knit ever so slightly.

Hearing his considerations, all premised on his potential death, Olivia took a moment before nodding softly.

“…Okay, I’ll do as you say.”

Leon caught the hesitation in the girl’s gaze.

“What’s wrong?

Do you feel it’s too rushed?”

“No…” The girl shook her head gently, resting her head against his chest.

“It’s just that everything feels as though it’s being decided on the assumption of your passing away.

That thought…

makes my heart ache.”

Leon chuckled softly and couldn’t help but hold her even closer.

Olivia raised her head, locking her eyes with his.

“…Miss Magreina once told me that she would never separate from Lord Larian, not even in death.

But I want to be even more selfish than that.

Even death—I don’t want it to take you away from me.”

With those words, she closed her eyes, burying herself into him.

Her voice gradually became faint and barely audible…

yet these confessions weighed heavily on Leon’s heart.

If he truly died unexpectedly, would this little one do something foolish?

But fleeing from the dangers he had to face was impossible, nor could he guarantee he would always emerge unscathed…

These considerations left Leon with a headache.

Perhaps…

having a child together could curb the possibility of her making such rash decisions in the future?

The idea surfaced in his mind, and his left arm unconsciously slid downward, his hand settling on Olivia’s lower abdomen.

If she bore their child—a symbol of both of them—then even in the worst-case scenario, Olivia would surely persevere for the sake of their offspring.

The warmth from Leon’s hand on her stomach made Olivia’s face flush hotly, her buried cheeks turning crimson as if she had a fever.

It seemed she had misunderstood his intentions, her shy voice faltering.

“Besides, I don’t know how things are in your homeland…

but in Orland, we’ve already been living together like this for so long.

Even if…

even if there hasn’t been a wedding…

I’ve already considered myself your wife for quite some time.”

Olivia raised her head, her bright eyes fixed on her beloved.

“…If you wish, you can claim me anytime…”

Leon felt like a volcano erupting within his chest.

Passion and love swelled uncontrollably.

But his rationality swiftly tamed the surge, and he shook his head.

“Now…

isn’t the right time.”

Of course, the more pressing reason was his lack of preparation.

While the thought of giving Olivia a child was wise, having her become pregnant at this moment was absolutely not a sensible choice.

Amid the current disaster, every bit of strength was needed to combat the crisis.

For Olivia to bear a child under such circumstances would undoubtedly place an overwhelming burden on her.

Leon released a resigned sigh, thinking things through once again.

He realized he might have underestimated the girl’s resilience.

She was far stronger than he initially assumed.

And besides, there was Uncle Bryan—surely Olivia wouldn’t abandon her kind old father…

“You’re right, planning our wedding would ideally wait until after the chaos subsides.

Holding a ceremony with thoughts of my potential death overshadowing it…

such a grim mindset wouldn’t make for a perfect moment…

But, that notion you mentioned—about us already being considered spouses in Orland, even without the formalities of marriage—did you mean that as romantic sentiment or as an actual custom of the North Kingdom?” Leon asked, uncertain whether Olivia’s words were merely expressions of love or a cultural tradition unfamiliar to him.

Olivia softly squeezed his hand.

Upon hearing his restraint, she couldn’t help but feel a flicker of disappointment.

Shaking off that peculiar feeling, she explained, “If we were civilians, living together like this for so long would mean we could simply notify the Lord and have it recorded, officially establishing ourselves as a recognized family.

As nobles, the process entails one additional step.

We must submit our marriage contract to the Sealing Lord.

There are two types—a ‘full husbandry contract’ and a ‘non-husbandry contract.’ Of course, a wedding itself is also important.

But once the paperwork is submitted, we are effectively legally recognized as a married couple.”