Meeting with Celine

"A white-haired middle-aged man?" Leon raised an eyebrow in mild surprise before nodding in understanding. "If it's him, I'm sure this secret will remain safe."

The man named Nolan was shrouded in mystery and possessed extraordinary power. However, Leon felt no need to be wary or fear that he would harm Fiona.

After all, Nolan had helped him countless times and had never shown the slightest hint of malice toward him or his daughters.

Liliana nodded in agreement and let out a small sigh. "You're right, Leon. In fact, he was the one who helped seal Fiona's holy power and hero's destiny. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have known what to do."

"Oh? He even helped Fiona? Looks like I owe him another favor." Leon chuckled softly, feeling relieved.

He then leaned forward, pressing his forehead against Liliana's, and murmured, "Alright, let's set that matter aside. Now, tell me—why are you dressed like this? Are you trying to tease me?"