My Love Debts Are Everywhere!

In front of Leon's room, two men in black cloaks stood, their expressions grim.

The man on the right was tall with a fierce face, while the man on the left was shorter, with smaller eyes. Despite their differences, they shared one thing in common—pointed ears.

That was clear evidence they were from the demon race.

"What should we do? This door can't be opened or broken down. It looks like the little girls inside are deliberately blocking it with a table or some other heavy object," the shorter man said with a scowl.

The man with the fierce face paused, then replied coldly, "Don't worry. Just because the door is tough doesn't mean it can't be broken. We just need to keep hitting it."

His words silenced the shorter man, who said nothing further.

He then clenched his fist and slammed it into the door.

*Bang!*

*Bang!*

Each punch he threw was powerful and precise, but the door remained unbroken.

The wooden door was incredibly sturdy, almost like iron. But that was to be expected.

The inner palace had been built by Morgan Crimson as a private residence for himself and his descendants.

Over the generations, the palace of the Demon Emperors had been renovated and reinforced with rare materials, while powerful magic strengthened its walls, including the doors of each room.

"Hmm?"
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Suddenly, the fierce-faced man stiffened as something in his right pocket began to glow.

He quickly reached in, pulling out a white token shaped like a circle.

The token glowed brightly before revealing a mysterious sentence on its surface.

As the man read it, his eyes widened, and his heart raced.

The shorter man beside him sensed something was off and furrowed his brows in concern.

"What's going on?" he asked, his curiosity piqued.

The fierce-faced man smiled cryptically and handed the token to him. "Read it."

The short man took the token and read the engraved sentence aloud. His eyes widened in disbelief.

"Mission change: Eliminate all three targets..." He repeated the words, then stared at the fierce-faced man in shock. "Is this for real?"

"Of course it is. Do you think the task from headquarters is a joke?" The fierce-faced man replied, taking the token back.

"Even if you're right, killing Liliana Crimson's three daughters is an incredibly dangerous act," the short man said seriously.

Liliana, the Demon Emperor, was terrifyingly powerful. Killing her three daughters would practically be a death sentence!

The fierce-faced man rolled his eyes at his comrade's words.

He glanced at the lifeless maids and guards on the floor, then said, "We've already killed many of her subordinates and openly provoked Liliana. Do you really think she'll forgive us if we don't kill her three daughters?"

The shorter man fell silent. Before he could respond, the fierce-faced man continued, "Besides, Arch-demon Aragon promised us a huge reward. It will set us up for life! And most importantly, he guarantees our safety from Liliana's wrath. Think about it—do you really think we should be afraid?"

The short man had no rebuttal and could only nod in agreement.

"You're right," he said, his serious expression softening.

The fierce-faced man nodded in satisfaction before turning his gaze back to the door.

"Then let's use everything we've got to break it down!"

...

Inside the room, Charlotte, Iris, Stella, and Fiona stared at the door, waiting.

After confirming that no one was hitting it anymore, they let out a collective sigh of relief.

"They seem to have left," Iris said, a smile returning to her lips.

Charlotte nodded slightly, though a lingering feeling told her the two hadn't truly left.

"By the way, Sister," Iris said, turning to Charlotte. "Do you know who they are? How did they get into the inner palace and target us?"

"I don't know," Charlotte replied, shaking her head. "But judging by Celine's warning earlier, they're probably from the enemy forces surrounding Mommy."

Stella's face went pale at the thought. She had never imagined that anyone could threaten Liliana, the Demon Emperor.

In her mind, Liliana was the most powerful and respected demon in the entire demon race—no one would dare challenge her. But now...

"Is Mommy okay, big sister?" Fiona, nestled in Stella's arms, looked up at her with worried eyes.

Stella forced a smile and replied gently, "Don't worry, Fiona. Aunt Liliana is the strongest. No one can defeat her. Trust me."

Fiona pursed her lips and gave a small nod. Just as she was about to speak, the door was suddenly slammed again with a loud bang.

They all froze, fear creeping back onto their faces.

Before they could react, the door was shattered, revealing two men with menacing looks.

"Hahaha! We finally broke through!" The short man laughed, his eyes locking onto the four of them. "Hehehe... Got you, little brats!"

The fierce-faced man eyed the girls with hunger. "The four of them are adorable. It would be a shame to kill them. What if we made them slaves and sold them? We'd make a fortune."

"Oh!" The short man's eyes lit up at the suggestion. "That's a great idea!"

Hearing their disgusting conversation, Charlotte, Iris, Fiona, and Stella were filled with even more fear.

"Sister... I'm scared..." Fiona sobbed, clutching Stella tightly.

Stella bit her lower lip, kissing Fiona's forehead gently. "Don't worry, Fiona. I won't let them hurt you."

With determination, Stella set Fiona on the floor, then turned to Charlotte and Iris. "You two take Fiona and head for the balcony. It's not too high, and you should be safe jumping down."

Upon hearing that, Charlotte, Iris, and Fiona were taken aback. They immediately rejected the idea and shouted in unison, "No! We won't leave you!"

The two men were momentarily intrigued by the conversation and turned their gaze to Stella, who stood slightly taller than the three, eyeing her with obvious interest.

"Little girl, we only want them," the short man said arrogantly. "If you want to live, stay out of our way."

But Stella remained firm, positioning herself two meters in front of them, arms outstretched as if to shield the three.

"No, I won't let you take my sisters!"

"You little brat!" The fierce-faced man snarled, his patience running thin.

He rushed toward Charlotte, Iris, and Fiona, but Stella swiftly intervened, grabbing him and halting his movement.

"Run!" Stella shouted, her grip tightening on him.

Charlotte, Iris, and Fiona froze in fear, unsure of what to do. Their bodies tensed, and panic set in.

It wasn't until Stella's powerful command broke through the tension that they snapped out of their fear.

Charlotte gritted her teeth and quickly grabbed Iris's and Fiona's hands, pulling them toward the balcony.

"Don't let them escape!" The fierce-faced man roared, moving to chase after them. But Stella stubbornly clung to his waist, which only fueled his anger.

*Ploop!*

The man slapped Stella hard, sending her small body flying two meters before she tumbled to the floor.

At the sound of the slap, Charlotte, Iris, and Fiona froze and turned around.

When they saw Stella sprawled on the floor, their eyes widened in fear.

"Sister Stella!"