Amelia leaves for the Sect...

With her hate for Him and Lily, conquering her would definitely be his hardest task yet...

The shock of this new directive gnawed at him, making him question his role and the true nature of the mission.

Leon stared at the glowing text, absorbing the gravity of his new mission. The idea of conquering the Goddess of Souls seemed daunting, but the potential rewards were too significant to ignore.

Leon sighed and adjusted his clothes. Amelia had already put hers on and was packing all the books she had gathered into a spatial bag. He smiled, noticing how she was still too weak in the joints to move properly.

"The session was too hard on her," he grinned with pride, a mix of satisfaction and tenderness.

He walked over to her, his footsteps soft but deliberate. "Let me," he said gently, taking the bag from her hands before she could protest.