Chapter 1423
But when she saw that it was Leon, Marianne's expression instantly returned to its usual innocence—her eyes pure as a baby's, adorable little fangs, cheeks still round with baby fat. She looked just like an overfed orc toddler; anyone who saw her would find her irresistibly cute, with not a shred of suspicion.
"Uncle Merlin, where have you all been? I haven't seen you for days, I'm starving..."
Leon grinned and reached out to pinch Marianne's chubby little cheek.
"Should I call you Delrovana, or is Marianne better?"
In an instant, Marianne's eyes changed. She puffed out her cheeks and opened her mouth, about to spit out a cloud of gray mist.
Suddenly, Marianne froze, her movements stiffening as if her body were no longer her own. It was as if the weight of the whole world was pressing down on her.
Leon pinched Marianne's cheek again, a mocking smile on his face.
"Little one, how much of your Elder God power is left? Don't waste it. Tell me, when did you awaken your memories?"
Marianne bared her fangs, glaring at Leon as if trying to break free from the suppression. Leon tapped her on the head with his finger and sighed.