Knights and Magic Wand
Chapter 707: 329 Ines X2_2

Chapter 707: Chapter 329 Ines X2_2

“It’s a long story,” Leon sighed.

Since his time travel, besides Olivia, he hadn’t revealed his identity as a transmigrator to anyone else, and he didn’t know if this world’s Ines knew about it.

However, at this moment, two identical people existing simultaneously before him gave Leon an indescribable… marvelous? feeling.

They weren’t twins, after all.

In a split second, the older Ines had already approached Leon, unable to restrain her longing, reaching to hold the long-lost lover tightly.

Leon snapped out of it, instinctively stepping back half a step and raised his hand to prevent her touch.

“Calm down first, Your H… uh, Ines Your Highness, I’m not the Leon you know.”

“…..?”

The crown-wearing older Ines froze, confused by his aloof attitude, her green eyes filled with doubt. “What… did you say?”

“I come from another ‘space-time’. I’ll explain it slowly.”

Leon pointed to his own face: “Look, haven’t you noticed that the me in front of you is actually a bit younger?”

After all, there was a three-year difference, and the Ines before him had developed… well, more… Anyway, he wouldn’t remain unchanged.

“?”

Older Ines heard this, frowning in confusion.

She gradually calmed down, hiding her worried expression, her hands folded in front, giving Leon a serious once-over.

However, after closely examining the face of the person who laid beside her, she was even more perplexed:

“I can’t see any difference… I couldn’t possibly be mistaken… What’s going on with you? Where have you been for more than a month? Why did you suddenly leave? …And now you say such strange things?”

Her fingers instinctively twisted her skirt, her brows knitted, a slight sadness and grievance floating to the surface amid her worries, as this was the first time in their six-year relationship that her lover had distanced himself and refused her touch.

A sigh echoed softly.

“Let me explain~”

Attracted by this identical voice, older Ines’ gaze shifted to the figure in plain hunting attire.

She removed her hood, untied her veil, revealing a younger face.

Ines saw the crown-wearing “herself” opening her eyes wider in surprise, not help but smile and greet:

“Nice to meet you… myself~♪”

…

Leon arranged for a guest room instead of returning to the palace bedroom.

After dismissing the servants, he slowly sank into the bath, taking a long, deep breath, bathing himself.

After washing away the fatigue of travel, and drying his body, Leon noticed a brand new prince’s dress placed outside, hesitated slightly.

But after some thought, he decided to put it on.

After changing into this tailored fit outfit, Leon was led by a servant to the high-level balcony of the palace castle, where he saw two Ines’ who had also bathed and changed back into their dresses.

More accurately, two Ines’.

Both wore identical formal dresses, neither wore a crown.

“How about it~ Does it fit?” The Ines on the right rose from her chair as if in a playful mood, elegantly lifting her skirt with her left hand, opening a velvet fan with her right hand covering her lips: “Can you still recognize~ who came here with you, Ines?”

“…For someone who jokes like this, of course, it’s you… huh? No, that’s not right…” Leon stopped midway, furrowing his brow, swallowing the words he initially intended to say.

His gaze shifted to the left side, where another Ines was holding the fan with elegance and smiling.

Honestly, in just three years, Ines’ appearance hadn’t changed significantly, but there were subtle differences in her bearing.

And the girl’s excellent acting skills nearly fooled him.

To be sure, Leon quickly assessed the figure of both Ines’.

Only then did he confirm 100% that the one asking playfully on the right was “Queen Ines”, while the one playing the demure role was the Little Ines who had crossed over with him.

Spreading his hands helplessly toward the girl on the left, Leon said, “Your Highness, you almost tricked me.”

Ines noncommittally waved her fan, turning to smile at her parallel-world self: “How is it? I told you he’d recognize me.”

Older Ines released the skirt she’d been holding, retracting her playful facade, snapping the fan shut with a swish, her eyes betraying sadness and anxiety.

“If what you said is true, then where has my Leon gone?” Sitting back on the chair, older Ines gazed at Leon with worried brows, then at the self-proclaimed parallel world self.

“I… still find it difficult… to believe in so-called ‘parallel worlds’. If you weren’t here, I’d rather believe a wizard had tampered with his memories.”

Ines shrugged at this: “Without experiencing it firsthand, I’m afraid I’d be just as skeptical as you. You’d better ask him, only wizards can make sense of such oddities.”

With that said, her shoulders slumped slightly, glancing at her Queen of the North self, thinking… it’s like looking into a mirror.

“We need to talk, Your Highness. She and I don’t intend to interfere with this world. We need help, just want to return to our own space-time as soon as possible,” Leon said solemnly.

Older Ines tightened her grip on the fan handle, slightly furrowing her brow, eyeing him intently for a long time before sighing: “I wish you were just joking with me again… Hearing you call me ‘Your Highness’… is really awkward.”

Suppressing her lingering doubts for the time being, she raised a hand, resignedly indicating: “Sit down and talk, the other… Leon.”

Leon nodded, sitting in the chair left for him, he bypassed unnecessary details, briefly recounting to older Ines their experience three years ago in another world, where he and Ines encountered the Northern Magician’s rebellion and were unexpectedly sent to this world by ancient magic.

“Three years ago?” Older Ines was startled, looking at her parallel self: “In your world, is Father and Brother still alive? Hasn’t the ‘Golden Lion’ yet led troops to invade the Royal Palace?”

Little Ines shook her head without betraying a flicker of emotion.

“In my world, Miss Olivia… hasn’t launched a civil war, you probably won’t believe it, but she and I are even friends,” she said, casting a glance at Leon.

Leon averted his eyes, feeling guilty.

Suddenly, older Ines’ intuition kicked in with a perceivable subtlety, catching Leon off guard: “So, are you saying you’re also a friend of that Golden Lion?”

Leon paused, then nodded: “…Yes, indeed… friends, that’s one of the numerous differences between the two space-times.”

Considering this world’s Ines’ adversarial stance with Olivia, he hurriedly tried to steer the conversation: “I’m also curious, what kind of experiences does the me here have?”

However, older Ines didn’t rush to answer. Instead, her eyes flickered coldly, narrowing slightly: “Could I take from your question that you and I are not together in that so-called parallel world of yours?”

Leon was stunned, as if he had been caught off guard, suddenly unsure if he should acknowledge her assumption.

Faced with this seemingly “dangerous” question, he glanced at Little Ines, trying to seek help.

However, he saw her sitting with a teacup, savoring it with her eyes closed, seemingly oblivious to everything around her.