My Love Debts Are Everywhere!

Leon was stunned by the dragon ancestor's words. His gaze fixed on the blue crystal ball in the dragon ancestor's hand, his expression filled with shock.

"Damn! I didn't realize it was a sacred artifact of the spirit race! Is this what they call god-level luck?" he thought, amazed.

He had stumbled upon the crystal ball while leading a reinforcement force to aid the demon army in their war against humanity.

At first glance, Leon sensed something was off.

How could an ordinary crystal ball glow with such an intense blue light, reaching high into the sky and visible from a kilometer away?

Intrigued, he had decided to take it, planning to study it once the war was over.

However, with everything going on, he had forgotten about it until he recently checked his pouch.

"Since it belongs to the spirit race, what should I do with it, Dragon Ancestor? Should I keep it, or would it be better if you held onto it?" Leon asked, curious.

The dragon ancestor paused for a moment, then inquired, "Did you encounter anyone from the spirit race when you first found it?"

"No," Leon replied, shaking his head. "I didn't see anyone when I found it."

"I see... I understand now." The dragon ancestor smiled faintly and gave a small nod. "I'm not sure why it was you who found it, but one thing is certain—it's your destiny. Let's make this crystal ball recognize you as its master."

"Ha? Make it recognize me as its master?" Leon was stunned. "Wait... are you serious? Isn't that extremely dangerous? It could offend the spirit race, after all. It's one of their sacred artifacts."

Leon hesitated, his curiosity piqued, but he quickly dismissed the idea.

While he was intrigued by the crystal ball, he had no desire to claim it as his own.

Besides, there was no need for that. He didn't want to make an enemy of the spirit race—it would only cause trouble for him down the line.

"Hahaha! What are you talking about, Fated One? Offend the spirit race? That's impossible," the dragon ancestor chuckled, shaking his head as if disagreeing with Leon's concerns. "You may not know this, but I can tell you that the spirit race is the most loyal of all the races."

"By loyalty, I mean their loyalty to you, Fated One. While many races resisted Luminus Troya and Amon Crimson's request to hide from the world, the spirit race was the only one with no objections."

"They don't have the complex thoughts of other races, and in fact, they often seem quite innocent. So, they're unlikely to become hostile simply because you made the Crystal Ball of Life your own. In fact, they'd probably be delighted."

He spoke with confidence, knowing the spirit race well.

Because of their unique way of life—whether due to their environment or something else—the spirit race had qualities other races lacked.

Their innocence, kindness, and lack of deceit were rare advantages, which is why he held them in higher regard than other races like humans, demons, elves, or even giants.

"But..." Leon still looked uncertain, about to voice his concerns, but the dragon ancestor patted his shoulder to reassure him.

"Don't worry. Trust me. If anything goes wrong, just tell them I told you to do it. Understood?"

Since the dragon ancestor had said so, Leon had no reason to refuse.

"Alright." He took a deep breath and nodded slowly. "So, what do I need to do to make the crystal ball recognize me as its master?"

"That's easy. Just drip your blood on it," the dragon ancestor replied.

"Drip blood?" Leon blinked in surprise but then smiled knowingly.

For some reason, it felt like one of those rituals he often read about in novels.

Without thinking further, Leon drew his sword and scraped his thumb across the blade.

*Slash!*

A small cut appeared, and a drop of blood trickled out.

He then aimed his thumb at the Crystal Ball of Life in the dragon ancestor's hand.

As soon as the blood touched its surface, an astonishing phenomenon occurred.

The faint blue glow that had previously emanated from the ball suddenly blazed brightly, illuminating the area within a hundred-meter radius.

Leon instinctively raised both hands to shield his eyes and muttered, "So bright…"

The light lasted for a few moments before gradually fading.

"Now, try to sense the connection between you and the Crystal Ball of Life," the dragon ancestor urged, excitement in his voice.

Leon closed his eyes, focusing quietly… And before long, he gave a slow nod.

"I can feel it," he said, opening his eyes.

"Good!" The dragon ancestor chuckled in satisfaction. "The Crystal Ball of Life now fully recognizes you as its master. It's an exceptionally powerful artifact and will prove invaluable in the days to come."

As if responding to those words, the Crystal Ball of Life suddenly floated out of the dragon ancestor's hand and began to circle around Leon, radiating energy—as if excited to welcome its new master.

Leon reached out and gently touched it, a smile tugging at his lips. "You were right, dragon ancestor. Thank you."

The Crystal Ball of Life was indeed far more powerful than he had imagined.

As its name suggested, it possessed the very essence of life itself.

It could restore vitality, heal even the most fatal wounds, and had many other extraordinary abilities.

Simply put, as long as he had this artifact, he wouldn't die easily.

"To think I now possess the Crystal Ball of Life… What unbelievable luck," Leon murmured, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "With this, I'll become even stronger."

Not only had his strength surged after enduring intense training and receiving the dragon's power from Altair, but now, he had this sacred artifact as his hidden trump card.

His gains in Eryuentium had truly been beyond imagination.

The dragon ancestor smiled warmly. "You're welcome, Fated One. May your journey tomorrow be smooth."

Leon gave a firm nod. His eyes remained fixed on the floating Crystal Ball of Life, filled with unwavering resolve.

...

The next morning...

"In that case, I'll be leaving now, Dragon Ancestor."

In the palace's front yard, Leon and Athena stood side by side, facing the dragon ancestor.

With his arms folded across his chest, the dragon ancestor gave a small nod.

"Alright. Be careful out there," he said gently.

"Got it!" the two replied in unison, their voices filled with excitement.

Athena then took to the skies, her body shifting mid-air into a massive golden-red dragon.

Leon leapt up and landed gracefully on her head.

"Goodbye, Dragon Ancestor—and thank you for everything!"

*Whoosh!*

With a powerful beat of her wings, Athena soared toward the gates of Eryuentium, cutting through the morning sky.

As he watched their figures grow smaller in the distance, the dragon ancestor smiled to himself.

"Soon… this world will change completely."