My Love Debts Are Everywhere!

On the mansion grounds, all of humanity's soldiers formed a large circle. In the center stood Leon, calmly eyeing the hundred soldiers across from him.

"Are you ready?" Leon inquired casually, twirling the sword in his right hand.

The hundred soldiers formed their ranks and nodded in unison.

"We're ready!" they answered firmly, raising their weapons.

Around the edges of the grounds, many soldiers watched the scene with a mix of nervousness and excitement.

"Do you think those hundred soldiers can defeat the Sword Hero Leon?" one asked his comrade.

"I'm not sure, but it looks like they'll be soundly defeated this time," his comrade replied with a soft sigh.

Overhearing their conversation, a young soldier frowned slightly and turned to them with a look of doubt.

"Why do you think that? Those hundred soldiers are the elite of the Holy Empire of Elysium's army. As fellow soldiers, you should realize that too, right?" he asked, his confusion evident.

The two soldiers exchanged glances and couldn't help but smile.

"Since you're a new soldier, you probably don't know much about Sword Hero Leon," one of them said, gently patting the young soldier's shoulder. "Among the three heroes of mankind, Leon is incredibly powerful and terrifying. Even the other two heroes can't defeat him. During the war with the Demon race, there was a powerful Demon general named Merlin. His strength was overwhelming, surpassing all of us. Yet, Sword Hero Leon was able to defeat him with ease!"

The soldier's eyes lit up with admiration as he eagerly explained to the young soldier. He and his comrade had fought alongside Leon in numerous battles and knew firsthand the extent of his power.

The young soldier swallowed nervously, amazed by the explanation.

"When compared to the powerful Arch-demon we faced on the battlefield, who's stronger?" he asked, his curiosity growing.

The soldier was about to respond when the sharp clash of swords interrupted him. They all turned to the center of the field, where the combat practice had begun.

*Whoosh!*

A soldier lunged at Leon, raising his sword high, and slashed at him with ferocity.

*Clang!*

Leon casually raised his sword to block the attack, then twisted his body and delivered a powerful kick to the soldier's stomach.

"Pfft!" The soldier was immediately sent flying, crashing into his comrade behind him.

But it didn't end there. Two more soldiers appeared behind Leon, drawing their sharp swords in unison.

Reacting to the surprise attack, Leon flashed a faint smile and leaped to avoid them.

"What?" The two soldiers were taken aback by his swift evasion but quickly regained their composure.

They launched another attack, but once again, Leon dodged effortlessly, leaving them frustrated.

"You guys were off guard," Leon teased, then struck at their stomachs with precise sneak attacks.

"Pfft!" Both soldiers flew twenty meters before crashing to the ground.

Everyone in the center and those watching from the sidelines were left shocked and frightened by how effortlessly Leon defeated the soldiers.

Although they knew how strong Leon was, the scene still made their hearts race.

Leon chuckled softly at the pitiful condition of the three soldiers. Then, he turned his gaze to the ninety-seven silent soldiers, raising his sword in a provocative manner.

"Come on, step forward together. It'll be boring if I have to take you on one by one. I promise I won't use a single bit of holy power against you," Leon declared with a domineering tone.

His arrogant words clearly provoked them. The soldiers exchanged looks before nodding in unison.

"Let's attack Sword Hero Leon together," one of them declared, stepping forward.

"Attack!" the others shouted, charging at Leon with renewed vigor.

Leon burst into laughter and nodded in satisfaction.

Twisting his sword, his eyes gleaming with intense combat intent, he called out, "If any of you can land a single hit on me, I'll reward you all."

Afterwards, his figure surged forward, launching toward the oncoming soldiers with explosive speed.

***

Two hundred meters from the field, two strikingly beautiful women stood side by side, each radiating her own unique charm as they observed the battle between Leon and the hundred soldiers in the distance.

"Tell me, who are you really?" Luna inquired, her voice icy as she turned slightly to face Athena.

It had been a day since Leon had returned with this mysterious woman, and yet her origins remained an enigma. Luna had been itching to ask Leon directly, but this woman always seemed to cling to him, leaving her no chance to approach him.

Recalling the frustration, Luna's teeth ground together as she clenched her fists.

Athena, however, remained composed, her expression unwavering. She glanced at Luna casually, a faint, meaningful smile playing on her lips.

"You don't need to know who I am," Athena replied, her voice soft but tinged with mockery. "What matters is this: I'm Leon's woman. So, drop the hostility, and let's be friends."

"You..." Luna's eyes flared with disbelief and fury.

She hadn't expected this woman to be so shameless, casually saying such things without hesitation. Though deep down she had suspected a connection between this woman and Leon, accepting it was another matter entirely.

As Leon's childhood friend and sweetheart, Luna had always competed with Arshley for his affections. If Leon ultimately chose Arshley, Luna would be sad but would accept it.

After all, they had shared a deep bond as childhood friends, raised together in the Holy Orthodox Hall. Yet this woman, with her mysterious origins, had the audacity to claim Leon before her—something Luna could not tolerate.

Sensing Luna's growing hostility and hatred, Athena's brow furrowed, resentment rising in her heart.

She had made an effort to honor Leon's request and get along with Luna, but this woman rejected her kindness, responding only with animosity. As a proud dragon empress, Athena could never tolerate such treatment.

The two women exchanged glares filled with animosity, their auras steadily rising. Just as tension threatened to erupt, the soldiers' shouts of shock and awe suddenly broke their focus.

They both turned toward the center of the field and saw that the practice had ended. Leon stood victorious, while the soldiers who had been his opponents lay on the ground, gasping for breath.

With a cold snort, Athena reined in her aura and hostility, then turned away. "Humph! If it weren't for Leon's request, I wouldn't even bother talking to you."

Without waiting for Luna to respond, Athena disappeared from the spot.

Luna clenched her teeth, feeling a mix of anger and helplessness. She let out a small sigh, her head drooping in sadness.

"Why was I such a coward?" Luna muttered, regret lacing her voice.

As a hero, she had spent the most time with Leon and had more opportunities to win his heart than Arshley did.

But her fear of rejection had caused her to squander those chances. Now, an exceptionally beautiful woman stood by Leon's side, having stolen him away from her.

A storm of emotions—anger, resentment, hatred, and sadness—rushed through her, leaving her chest tight and heavy.

"If only… If only I hadn't been such a coward, I should've claimed Leon as mine long ago, right?" Luna wondered, her heart aching.

But alas, it was too late, and in this world, there was no remedy for regret.

Suddenly, a childhood memory of her and Leon resurfaced. She recalled being lost in the forest, studying together in the library, and practicing on the grounds of the Holy Orthodox Hall. The memories came flooding back, vivid and clear. Slowly, the light began to return to her eyes, once dulled by despair.

"No! I won't give up!" Luna exclaimed, her fists tightening with resolve. "Leon is my childhood sweetheart, and I won't let him slip away. Even if I can't be his only woman, it doesn't matter. As long as I have him, I'll make him love me more than that damned woman."

A fierce resolve lit up her beautiful face, and a cold, yet strikingly beautiful smile slowly spread across her lips.

Unlike Arshley, Athena was a woman Luna regarded with greater wariness and hostility. Only by overcoming her and proving that Leon loved her more could Luna find peace.

With a lingering smile, she glanced at Athena lying on the ground and snorted coldly. "I won't lose!"

In a single breath, her figure vanished from the spot.

***

"You performed well, and your teamwork was impressive. However, there are still many areas that need improvement," Leon remarked casually as he sheathed his sword.

His gaze drifted over the hundred soldiers lying on the ground, each showing signs of pain.

"Thank you for the training and instruction, Sword Hero Leon," one soldier said, struggling to rise despite the difficulty.

His legs felt weak, and his stomach and back throbbed with soreness. Yet, there was no anger or resentment in his eyes—only gratitude and admiration.

This combat training had been something they had requested from Leon. In the past, they trained with him weekly to assess their skills. However, since the palace declared Leon dead, they hadn't participated in this kind of combat training for a long time.

Despite the pain, they were deeply grateful to finally have the chance to practice with him again.

The comrades behind him looked at Leon with gratitude, then struggled to rise to their feet. Explore stories on empire

"Thank you for your training and guidance, Sword Hero Leon," they said in unison, bowing their heads.

Leon smiled warmly and nodded. "You're welcome. In the future, we'll continue these sessions, rotating the participating soldiers regularly. Do you understand?"

All the soldiers on the field, both in the center and on the perimeter, nodded and answered firmly, "Understood!"

"Good!" Leon nodded in satisfaction, about to speak when Albert's voice interrupted from behind.

"Sword Hero Leon, there's a reply from the Holy Orthodox for you."