My Love Debts Are Everywhere!-Chapter 478: The News of the Barbarian Invasion

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*Knock!*

"Liliana, may I come in?"

Leon knocked lightly on the door of Liliana’s workspace, his voice soft.

"Come in, Leon. The door is unlocked." Liliana’s cold, indifferent voice came from inside.

Without hesitation, Leon turned the doorknob and pushed the door open.

As the door fully opened, he saw Liliana engrossed in a pile of documents on her desk.

"Am I disturbing you?" Leon smiled as he stepped inside.

Liliana lifted her head and shook it slightly. "No, you’re not. I was the one who called you. Wait on the sofa for a moment—I’m almost done."

With that, she returned to her work, her expression serious.

Leon said nothing more and made his way to the sofa in the center of the room. Sitting on the left side, he leaned back and crossed his long legs.

His gaze lingered on Liliana’s beautiful yet distant face. For some reason, her focused expression looked even more alluring.

Ten minutes passed before Liliana finally finished.

Stretching lazily, she arched her plump, attractive body before standing up.

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"Would you like tea or coffee?" she asked softly.

Leon smiled. "Just tea."

"Okay, give me a moment." With that, she walked over to the large table on the right side of the room and brewed two cups of tea—one for herself and one for Leon.

Once finished, she brought the cups over and placed them on the table in front of Leon.

Leon picked up his teacup and took a sip. The warmth, mixed with the sweet yet slightly bitter flavor, flowed down his throat, filling him with a sense of relief and calm.

Setting the cup back on its saucer, he looked at Liliana, who sat on the opposite sofa, and asked, "So, why did you call me? Is there something important?"

Liliana took a sip of her tea and gave a slight nod.

"There is," she replied, leaning back and crossing her legs. "It concerns the cooperation between the Demon Empire and the Holy Orthodox."

"Oh?" Leon’s interest piqued as he straightened up slightly. "Is there a problem? Do you want me to contact Arshley?"

"No need. Saint Arshley and I have been in contact for the past month," Liliana said, shaking her head. "Everything has been going smoothly without major issues. However, a serious problem has recently emerged—violent protests and surprise attacks from the barbarian nation along the Holy Orthodox border."

"Violent protests and surprise attacks from the barbarian nation?" Leon repeated, frowning.

The barbarian nation was a land ruled by warriors of towering stature. Their average height exceeded two meters, with the shortest among them standing at around 1.8 meters.

Such towering stature gave them a physical advantage over ordinary humans. At 1.92 meters, Leon was considered tall among both demons and humans, but among barbarians, he was short.

In addition, most of them possessed large, powerful muscles, making a single barbarian capable of fighting ten to twenty human soldiers.

Due to their stark differences from ordinary humans, they did not see themselves as part of the human race. Instead, they named their own kind—Prodigy.

According to historical records, barbarians were originally human. However, centuries of surviving in a harsh environment led them to evolve into what they were today.

For a thousand years, the Holy Empire of Elysium and the Holy Orthodox had joined forces to conquer them, yet every attempt ended in failure.

The barbarian lands, dominated by barren mountains, provided them with a natural strategic advantage, allowing them to withstand the relentless assaults of both powers.

And now, they had the audacity to launch an attack on the Holy Orthodox—something utterly bizarre and unreasonable.

Snapping out of his thoughts, Leon looked at Liliana seriously and asked, "Did Arshley tell you why the barbarians suddenly grew so bold?"

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Liliana gave a slight nod as she took a sip of her tea. "In the letter sent a few days ago, Saint Arshley mentioned that the barbarians had undergone a sudden change in leadership. Coincidentally, their new leader has vastly different ambitions from his predecessor."

"If the previous leader avoided conflict with the Holy Orthodox, the current one believes they should conquer human lands and eventually expand into demon territory."

A flicker of mockery flashed in her eyes, barely concealed.

Even with the full power and military strength of the demon race, Liliana wasn’t entirely confident in defeating the Holy Orthodox—let alone a small nation like the barbarians attempting such a feat.

Still, she couldn’t entirely blame them. The barbarians were, after all, a narrow-minded people who placed too much confidence in their strength.

Only when they faced the sheer power of ancient-level magic or the full onslaught of heroes would they realize just how misguided their beliefs were.

Like Liliana, Leon also found the new barbarian leader’s mindset and ambition… foolish?

Though the Holy Empire of Elysium and the Holy Orthodox had failed to conquer the barbarians in the past, it was important to remember that neither had ever truly unleashed their full might.

Despite their desire to subdue the barbarians, the greatest threat to both powers back then had always been the demon race.

As a result, the Holy Empire of Elysium remained focused on battling the demon race, while the Holy Orthodox took a more passive approach—staying on high alert in case their border defenses were breached.

"In that case, did Arshley ask for my help in the letter?" Leon asked.

"No." Liliana shook her head. "It’s a minor issue; there’s no need to involve you. Besides, the Holy Orthodox has the Bow Hero and Spear Hero ready to lead the war against them."

Leon nodded in agreement without further comment. What Liliana said aligned perfectly with his expectations.

Afterward, the two continued their casual conversation, with Leon occasionally slipping in jokes and teasing remarks, causing a faint blush to creep onto Liliana’s usually cold face.

"By the way, Liliana," Leon suddenly spoke in a serious tone. "After the new year, I’ll probably be away again."

Liliana’s hand froze mid-sip, her expression stiffening. However, after a brief pause, she regained her composure and gave a slight nod.

"It’s alright," she replied softly. "How long will you be gone?"

Leon let out a long sigh and shook his head. "I can’t say for sure, but if I had to guess..."

He gave a wry smile before continuing, "Probably more than a year, maybe even longer."

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