My Love Debts Are Everywhere!

"The head of the Marquis Leywn family, Gur Leywn, requests permission from His Majesty the Emperor to ter the throne room!"

The sound of the throne room door guard's voice slightly startled Velix and Jim mid-conversation.

"Oh? Is he already here? Sooner than expected," Velix remarked, with a hint of playfulness in his tone.

"Come in!" Velix replied in a low tone, the command instantly transmitted through magical sound to the throne room door guard.

Shortly after, the sudd sound of footsteps echoed from the far d of the throne room door.

Velix and Jim turned their atttion towards the approaching figure, a strikingly handsome man with gold hair.

Clad in a gold noble robe adorned with patterns that complemted his perfection and matched the color of his hair and handsome face, the man exuded an air of regal allure.

With his captivating sapphire gre eyes and a sardonic smile playing on his lips, he resembled a handsome prince yet bore the demeanor of a charming rogue, a type that most wom dreamed of.

Continuing his stride, the man finally came to a halt before Velix. He lifted his face and bowed his head slightly.

"Gur Leywyn, meet Your Majesty the Emperor," he announced respectfully, a slight smile gracing his lips.

As Velix looked at Gur, a flicker of excitemt danced in his eyes, and he nodded in conttmt.

"Hahaha! Gur, it's be too long since our last counter, and you're still as healthy and ergetic as ever," Velix exclaimed with hearty laughter, his excitemt evidt in his tone.

In response, Gur lifted his head slowly, maintaining the sardonic smile on his lips.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. You still appear as healthy and perfect as ever, which brings me great joy," Gur replied politely and with a hint of lightness.

"Well, naturally, I'm still in good health because, as you know, my ambition to rule the world and eradicate the demon race has yet to be realized, isn't that so?" Velix remarked casually yet with underlying significance, leaning back against the throne.

"Your Majesty, indeed." Gur smiled and replied briefly.

Th, Gur turned his gaze towards Jim, extding his hands respectfully.

"Prime Minister, you appear as healthy and steadfast as ever," Gur greeted Jim politely.

"Thank you, Marquis. Likewise, you seem as resilit as ever," Jim chuckled, reciprocating the greeting with equal politess.

After the three exchanged pleasantries, Velix finally broached the topic of their main plan.

"Gur, have you read the letter I st?" Velix reverted to his usual indiffert and cold demeanor, posing the question curtly.

Upon hearing this, Gur gave a small nod and a smile as he replied, "Of course, Your Majesty. Upon learning of this news, I was indeed tak aback by the demise of Hero Leon at the hands of the new Demon Emperor."

Gur's expression instantly shifted to one of sorrow, his disbelief evidt.

Velix and Jim, observing Gur's reaction, understood that he was merely feigning his emotions, yet neither of them attempted to expose his charade.

"Well, that man is already deceased. Therefore, we shall proceed with the 0-year plan, and you shall assume the mantle of the next sword hero, Gur," Velix stated calmly, a silt smile gracing his lips after his words.

Taking up the mantle as a Sword Hero... If the rest of humanity were to hear such a statemt, they would likely deem Velix delusional and deranged.

The status of a hero cannot be conferred or inherited by anyone, as it is intricately tied to the concept of "hero's destiny."

The hero's destiny is a blessing bestowed by the three chos individuals in each era, and this designation is granted shortly after the birth of these three chos individuals.

If the heroes perish, the emergce of new heroes must await the arrival of the next era.

This cycle has persisted for 7000 years, seemingly unbreakable.

Naturally, Velix, as the Holy Emperor of the Empire, possessed a deeper understanding of this phomon than anyone else!

However, for his deeply ambitious nature, Velix harbored profound dissatisfaction with this eternal cycle!

He sought to shatter this pattern and transform the three heroes of humanity into not only protectors of mankind and slayers of the Demon Emperor, but also instrumts of the Holy Empire of Elysium!

There was no mistaking that wh he referred to the instrumts of the Holy Elysium Empire, he aimed to utilize the heroes to serve him personally and establish dominion over the world!

Regrettably, such a feat was impossible, for one needed to possess the hero's destiny to be recognized by the three holy weapons and wield the holy power of a hero.

Ev if he exerted his power to subdue the heroes, it would prove futile in the face of opposition from the Holy Orthodox.

Furthermore, the heroes' power is not a fuel-efficit lamp, and Leon serves as a prime example of that.

Fortunately, fate appeared to be strongly in his favor.

Twty years ago, during the assignmt of destinies to the three chos individuals for the hero roles, a peculiar phomon occurred—the emergce of an individual bearing a fourth hero's destiny, and that individual was other than the figure of Gur before him.

This unprecedted phomon, unse for 7,000 years since the era of the first three heroes, filled Velix with both horror and excitemt!

He ev employed all his authority and resources as the Emperor at the time to meticulously conceal the evt, suring that the Holy Orthodox remained completely unaware of it.

Unfortunately, Velix's thusiasm is swiftly quashed by the realization that there are only three holy weapons of mankind, meaning that Gur cannot possibly become a hero under his control.

The only path for this hero-destined Gur to ascd lies in the demise of one of the three heroes acknowledged by mankind's three holy weapons.

Considering all these factors, Velix regarded Gur before him with a sse of appreciation.

Meanwhile, upon hearing Velix's words, Gur smiled with excitemt, a sse of pride evidt on his face.

"Fear not, Your Majesty! I shall rise as the new sword hero in place of Leon Kruger and elevate the Holy Empire of Elysium to unprecedted heights!" Gur declared, his fists clched tightly, and replied with the utmost respect.

His gre eyes gleamed with an unusually intse ambition and arrogance.

The prospect of finally attaining the status of a true hero recognized by the holy weapon was something he couldn't fathom waiting for!

Previously, he could only harbor vy and restmt towards the three heroes, particularly Leon, who was celebrated as the most talted and beloved hero of their era!

All he could do was watch from a distance, consumed by intse hatred and vy.

Possessing a hero's destiny yet being unable to fulfill the role of a hero was a guine curse upon him!

Fortunately, with Leon, the person he detested the most, now deceased, he himself would ascd as the new sword hero!

Velix nodded in satisfaction at Gur's response, finding assurance in the certainty he sought.

"Good! I appreciate your commitmt, and remember, the immint war will serve as your stage and your opportunity to rise as a sword hero. Don't squander it," Velix remarked casually, his head resting lazily.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Gur replied respectfully, his palms clasped together.

Of course, he comprehded Velix's inttions perfectly.

This war prested an opportunity for him to earn the admiration and backing of the people, perhaps ev the tire human race.

In doing so, he could position himself to be regarded and acknowledged as a worthy substitute for Leon in the eyes of humankind.

Contemplating his forthcoming glory and the immse influce he would wield as a hero over all mankind, a sardonic, wicked smile crept onto Gur's lips.

"Hehehe... Leon, oh Leon, your destiny and rown shall soon become mine," he murmured with sinister satisfaction.