My Love Debts Are Everywhere!

Standing majestically at the heart of the city, the Starlit Heaven was the most luxurious and expensive inn in all of Rothinia.

A single night in the simplest room required two gold coins of Art, equivalent to three months' wages for the average commoner.

This steep price made the Starlit Heaven not only the most exclusive inn in Rothinia but also in the surrounding cities.

Despite the cost, the inn was always bustling, never lacking guests. After all, this inn was meant not for the locals, but for wealthy merchants, soldiers from the capital, nobles, and other prominent figures of high rank or status.

At that moment, in the inn's most exclusive and expensive room on the highest floor, Leon stood helplessly, staring at Athena, who sat on the bed, her gaze playful.

"Why are you just standing there, Leon? Don't you want to try this large, comfortable bed?" Athena asked with a charming smile, patting the empty space beside her.

At this, Leon, leaning against the door, twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Athena, are you joking? Why did you only book one room? Didn't we agree to book two?" Leon asked, annoyance evident in his voice, as he rubbed his temples.

Before arriving in Rothinia, he had warned Athena not to cause trouble. He'd also set strict conditions for them to stay in separate rooms.

After all, the memory of their passionate scene still haunted him, and the feeling of being deceived lingered.

Noticing the annoyance and hint of anger in his voice, Athena's expression remained calm, her playful smile still in place.

"It's not that I didn't want to book two rooms, but you know, all the rooms are full except for this one and a regular room on the lowest floor," Athena replied nonchalantly, twirling a lock of her hair. "As the Dragon Empress, I can't possibly settle for a regular room, you know?"

Leon rolled his eyes and let out a long sigh before replying, "If you don't want to, I can—"

Before he could finish, Athena quickly interrupted, "No, no! How could you, the sword hero of mankind, sleep in such a regular room? I won't allow it. Let's just stay here together, shall we? After all, this room is spacious and has a large bed."

She then lay down, stretching lazily, her curves on full display, especially her huge breasts, threatening to spill out of her gown.

At the sight of the stunning scene, Leon's blood raced, and his lower body slowly responded.

Admittedly, Athena was stunningly beautiful and irresistible. Every little movement of hers radiated charm, leaving any man captivated.

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Another undeniable allure was her perfect, curvaceous figure. Even in his semi-conscious state, he vividly recalled the softness and warmth of her chest, which rivaled Liliana's.

Clearing his throat to mask his body's reaction, Leon replied in a resigned tone, "Fine, it's your call."

Leon knew continuing to argue with her would be pointless and exhausting. He was also well aware of Athena's true intentions behind her behavior—after all, he wasn't a fool.

Yet, a lingering barrier in his heart made it difficult for him to fully accept her. He knew it would take some time to come to terms with it.

Meanwhile, Athena's sharp eyes noticed the subtle change in his expression. As a dragon, her perception was far beyond that of any other creature.

She could sense even the smallest shift in someone's emotions or expressions. It seemed she was fully aware of the complex feelings and inner struggles weighing on Leon, but it didn't concern her in the slightest.

Leon was the man she had chosen as her partner, and she was certain he could never escape her grasp. Whether he rejected her or accepted her, he would always be hers.

Moreover, Leon had taken her virginity, and according to dragon tradition, doing so meant a vow to stay together forever.

A faint, almost imperceptible smile, filled with charm, obsession, and a hint of infatuation, played on her lips as she watched Leon, still leaning against the door.

"Dear Leon, now that you've been chosen by this Empress, your fate is sealed. You will belong to me, and no one will ever take you from me... hehehe~"

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Nighttime...

The evening sun slowly sank, giving way to Miranda's and Sylvia's moons, which rose to illuminate the silent night sky. Around them, the infinite expanse of stars twinkled brightly, casting a dazzling light.

Nightfall usually signaled the end of the day's tiring activities. However, in the heart of Rothinia, the city grew even busier as the evening wore on.

Merchants who had been absent during the day now opened their stalls, adding to the bustling atmosphere that filled every corner of the city center.

Amid the crowds, Leon and Athena walked side by side. As usual, Athena linked her arm with his, leaning her cheek against him in a way that clearly signaled, "This man is mine."

Facing Athena's spoiled and clingy behavior, Leon said nothing, as if he no longer minded. After all, no matter how much he resisted, Athena always insisted on staying close. So, rather than waste energy arguing, Leon chose to let her have her way.

Turning his head to observe the bustling crowds of merchants and buyers on either side, Leon couldn't help but feel amazed. Despite being a border city, Rothinia's population and prosperity rivaled that of the wealthiest cities in the Empire's heartlands.

"Leon, you know," Athena said suddenly from beside him, "a few hundred years ago, Rothinia wasn't as prosperous. It was merely a small settlement with a population of no more than a few tens of thousands. The wars between humanity and the demon race made the surrounding area dangerous."

"However, after the Demon Emperor of that era was slain, one of the three heroes chose to retire and live in seclusion. She left her holy weapon in the Holy Hall of Heroes and wandered the world. As she grew older, she decided to settle here for the rest of her life. To honor her, the Holy Emperor at the time ordered a large-scale reconstruction of the city, renaming it 'Rothinia' in tribute to the hero—Rothinia Angelina."

At this revelation, Leon's eyes widened in astonishment as he turned to Athena, his gaze filled with surprise.

In the past, he had read a book about the history of Rothinia, and the story matched perfectly with what Athena had just said. This raised one question in his mind—how did Athena know about it?

As if sensing his confusion, Athena smiled mysteriously before answering, "Rothinia Angelina is my best friend."

"Your best friend?" Leon repeated, his eyebrows lifting slightly.

"Yes, my best friend," Athena confirmed with a small giggle. "Rothinia is one of the few people who has truly caught my attention. Her reckless, impulsive, yet unyielding nature intrigued me. Unlike many humans who harbor ill intentions, Rothinia is straightforward and honest. In fact, her nature is quite similar to yours in many ways."

As she spoke, a hint of melancholy flickered in Athena's eyes—a rare sight for Leon, who usually saw only flirtation in her gaze. It was clear that Rothinia Angelina was someone Athena deeply valued.

A slow smile crept onto Leon's lips as he teased, "So, do you like me because I share some of her traits?"

Athena was taken aback by his remark, then buried her face in his arms, inhaling his scent with passion.

"That's one reason, but there are many others. Unfortunately, I can't tell you," Athena replied playfully.

Leon's lips twitched slightly at Athena's perverted behavior. He still didn't understand why she was so fond of sniffing his scent. Was there something special about it?

Shaking off his confusion, Leon decided not to ask any more questions and continued walking with Athena.

He was out tonight to soak in the lively atmosphere of Rothinia and, more importantly, to calm his mind, which had been preoccupied ever since he first set foot in the Desert of Chaos.

Unlike earlier in the day, they didn't receive any curious stares from the passersby. Before leaving, Leon had asked Athena to conceal their true appearances and auras. Now, to those around them, they appeared like ordinary people, avoiding any unnecessary attention.

"Leon, look!" Athena suddenly exclaimed, pointing to the front-right.

Following the direction of her finger, Leon spotted a cotton candy stall, crowded with eager buyers.

"Do you want some?" Leon inquired gently, glancing back at her.

"Yes, I'd love to try it! It looks so good," she replied with a rare, eager expression.

"Alright, just a moment," Leon agreed with a small nod.

This was the first time he'd seen Athena so excited, and he certainly didn't want to disappoint her. He quickly made his way to the stall and got in line.

After a couple of minutes, his turn arrived. He bought two cotton candies and returned to where Athena was waiting.

"Here, try it; it's really sweet and delicious," Leon said, handing her the cotton candy in his right hand.

As Athena took it and tasted it, her eyes lit up.

"It's delicious!" she exclaimed happily, continuing to eat with delight.

Watching this, Leon couldn't help but laugh. For some reason, Athena's behavior in that moment made her seem much more adorable than her usual indifferent or flirtatious self.

The two continued their leisurely stroll, occasionally stopping to buy food from the stalls or shops that caught their interest.

While Leon was the one paying for everything, he didn't mind at all. As a sword hero, he was incredibly wealthy, with vast assets in both the Holy Empire of Elysium and the Holy Orthodoxy. Spending this small amount of money didn't even cause his pouch to lose a single gram of weight.

Before they knew it, it was getting late, and Leon decided it was time to head back to the inn.

However, as they walked, Athena suddenly stopped and pointed to a shabby, tent-like stall off to the side, away from the crowd.

"Leon, let's check out that stand," Athena suggested, catching him off guard.

He turned toward the sign, his brow furrowing in confusion at its unusual name.

"A stall for fortune-telling and predicting the future?"

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A/N: For a brief explanation, the currency of the Holy Empire of Elysium is the Art Gold Coin, named after the Empire's founder, Arthur Larrison.

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