My Love Debts Are Everywhere!

*Whoosh!*

Moments later, the holy power surrounding the little girl gradually dimmed and finally vanished.

As she opened her eyes, the little girl looked up at Leon with a slightly confused and doubtful gaze.

"Sir, just now... what happened?" She asked, her tone full of bewilderment.

Leon smiled slightly and walked closer to her, rubbing the back of his head.

"Just now, I healed your wounds," Leon replied softly, instantly causing the little girl's eyes to widen in disbelief.

Quickly, she examined her knees and was shocked to see that the large, bloody wound had miraculously healed!

Still stunned, she checked the rest of her body—her arms, legs, belly, and neck—and found that the black bruises had also disappeared!

"This... how could..." The little girl covered her mouth with both hands, unable to believe what she was seeing.

The wounds on her body were the result of years of oppression. While most of these wounds healed slowly on their own, they left behind unsightly scars.

Additionally, some wounds do not heal; these are from being hit or kicked, resulting in prolonged bruising that causes her daily pain.

Now, seeing all those wounds heal in an instant felt like a dream; how could she not be surprised?

Subconsciously, tears once again fell from her eyes and soaked her cheeks.

"Hiks... why... why are you so kind to me, sir?" The little girl sobbed, looking up at Leon.

She couldn't understand why this man was so kind to her. Not only did he forgive her for stealing his pouch, but he also healed her injuries, making her feel as if she were dreaming.

Seeing her tears, Leon simply smiled and slowly lowered Fiona from his embrace.

Slowly crouching down in front of her, Leon peered closely into her eyes, filled with amazement.

'These two eyes are truly stunning...' he couldn't help but praise inwardly.

The contrasting colors of gold and purple were striking yet beautiful. The gold color in her right eye was charming, as if symbolizing the illuminating light that graces the world, while her left purple eye appeared stunning, akin to symbolizing a deep darkness that casts eternal shadows across the world, prompting Leon to sigh softly in admiration.

Snapping out of his reverie, Leon reached out and gently rubbed her head, his lips curving into a gentle smile. "I understand if you're puzzled by my kindness and find it unusual. After all, kindness in this world often comes with underlying motives and is rarely without purpose. But rest assured, I never had any ill intentions toward you. My only reason for helping was out of genuine pity."

Leon paused for a moment, gently pinching her slightly gaunt and thin cheeks before continuing, "Moreover, our meeting might just be fate. It seems fate brought us together so I could help you, like healing your wounds."

After finishing his words, Leon couldn't help but shake his head slightly with a small chuckle.

In the past, he had dismissed the idea of 'fate' as mere nonsense. However, after meeting Liliana, who bore three daughters due to an incident four years ago, and encountering Miranda, where he uncovered a 7,000-year-old truth, he no longer held such a skeptical view.

Moreover, he bore the nickname "The Fated One," a moniker that would appear ironic if he didn't believe in fate.

Therefore, he was convinced that his meeting with this little girl was not a coincidence but a fate orchestrated for both of them.

As absurd as it sounded, this feeling persisted, especially after he beheld her eyes, which hinted at something more profound than a mere genetic disorder.

Upon hearing Leon's words, the little girl was stunned, gazing at him with astonishment as she wiped away tears from her cheeks.

"Fate?" she asked softly.

"Yes, fate," Leon affirmed with conviction, continuing with a gentle smile. "In this world, all living beings are bound by fate, including you and me. That's why our meeting must be fate."

The little girl widened her eyes, captivated by Leon's gentle smile, causing a slight blush of embarrassment to color her cheeks before she lowered her gaze with a touch of sadness.

"Sir, your words are truly new to me," she said in a saddened tone, continuing, "Usually, demons who see me say I bring bad luck because of my unusual two-eye color. They claim that anyone who meets me will suffer misfortune."

As she finished speaking, she clenched her small palms tightly, her body trembling slightly.

Her unusual eye color had been the cause of her suffering all this time, occasionally prompting self-loathing.

Seeing her deeply saddened expression, Leon felt a surge of pity for her.

Heterochromia was a rare condition, leading demons to naturally perceive it as a symbol of bad luck or misfortune.

However, instead of immediately comforting her, he shifted his gaze towards Fiona, who had been silently observing their interaction as if engrossed in it.

"Fiona, could you assist me?" Leon asked quietly, causing Fiona to startle.

"Help you?" Fiona blinked innocently, gazing curiously at Leon.

Leon nodded, leaned close to Fiona's ear, and whispered something to her.

After a moment, Fiona's eyes widened with a sparkle in her golden irises, and she nodded enthusiastically.

"Leave it to me, Daddy!" Fiona whispered back into Leon's ear, prompting him to chuckle softly.

With a nod, Leon gently tousled Fiona's hair, then stepped back a few paces, observing with a faint smile on his lips.

Fiona approached the little girl, studying her with a curious gaze.

Despite the age difference that made the little girl a head taller, her thin frame made Fiona appear larger and more robust by comparison.

Stopping in front of the little girl, Fiona gently extended her arms and clasped her hands. Her voice, sweet as honey, reassured, "Big sister, don't be sad anymore. Your eyes aren't bad at all; in fact, they're very beautiful."

Feeling Fiona's hand holding hers, the little girl was taken aback. However, she was even more surprised by Fiona's words, causing her to instinctively lift her gaze to meet Fiona's round, innocent eyes.

"Is what you're saying true?" She asked hesitantly, then continued with a hint of regret and sadness, "But everyone says my eyes are cursed."

Fiona quickly shook her head and replied, "No, they are wrong, big sister. Your two eyes are very beautiful and unique; even my daddy said so."

Listening to Fiona's words, the little girl looked at Leon, who smiled back at her.

"What Fiona said is true," Leon said gently as he approached and knelt down in front of her, running his fingers through her hair. "You don't have to feel sad anymore like before, okay?"

The little girl looked into Leon's golden eyes, and tears welled up in her own.

"Wuuuu! Sir, thank you! Thank you!" She cried, jumping towards Leon and hugging him, surprising both him and Fiona.

However, Leon did not push her away or reject her; instead, he hugged her, gently rubbing her thin back without uttering a word.

Fiona, who witnessed the scene, felt a twinge of jealousy seeing her hugging her dad, but she managed to keep her composure and quietly watched from the side.

After a while, the little girl's cries gradually subsided. Then she widened her eyes as she realized she had made a mistake!

"S-sir! I-I'm sorry! I-I really didn't mean to!" The little girl quickly withdrew from her hug with Leon, her voice filled with panic and anxiety.

She feared that Leon might be upset with her, and the thought brought tears welling up once more.

Leon chuckled at her adorable, panicked expression and shook his head slightly.

"Don't worry, I'm not angry at all," Leon replied lightly, showing no sign of anger.

The little girl felt relieved, but when she noticed a dirty stain on his robe, her anxiety returned.

"However, sir, your robe..." she said timidly, biting her lower lip.

Upon seeing the robe's elegance, she realized it was very expensive, and she knew she couldn't afford to replace it if it was damaged.

Leon sighed helplessly at her anxious expression and gently stroked her hair to calm her down.

"Didn't I say it's fine? There's no need to worry," Leon remarked in a casual tone, putting the little girl at ease.

"By the way, we haven't properly introduced ourselves," Leon continued, quickly changing the subject. "I'm Leon Kruger, and this little girl next to me is Fiona Crimson, my daughter."

"Hello, big sister. My name is Fiona Crimson, but you can just call me Fiona!" Fiona chimed in with a sweet smile.

Leon maintained his smile and asked, "Now, can you tell me your name, little girl?"

Hearing Leon's question, the little girl instantly became nervous, her little lips opening and closing as she tried to respond.

"My name... My name is... My name is..."

Before she could finish, an unusually loud rumbling sound from her hungry stomach interrupted her.

*Grrrr!*

Leon: (⊙_⊙)

Fiona: (O.O)

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A/N: Well, I apologize for only being able to update one chapter today, as I'm quite busy. Enjoy new adventures from m-v l'e|-NovelBin.net

By the way, you might be wondering about the identity of the little girl in this chapter, but I won't spoil it.

However, what I can tell you is that she is not a character who appears briefly and then disappears; rather, she is one of the important characters in this story and plays a key role in its ending.

Well, that's all, and thank you!