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Relief washed over her as she ensured the orb was unharmed, but it quickly gave way to anger as she glared at Leon.

"You bastard! How dare you throw such a precious artifact like that?" Reyna spat, her teeth gritting and her eyes blazing with unrestrained fury.

The Moonlight Heart of Magic Orb was an extremely valuable artifact; any damage to it would be disastrous for both the Demon Race and Reyna herself.

Unperturbed by Reyna\'s fury, Leon was about to respond when, unexpectedly, Lyra, standing beside him, slapped her across the face with lightning speed.

*Ploop!*

The slap was delivered with such speed and force that it sent the unprepared Reyna flying through the air for several meters before she slammed into a large pillar on the opposite side of the courtyard.

"Pufft!" Reyna spat out fresh blood, agony searing through her body.

Her once stunning and charming face grew pale; her perfect appearance is now disheveled and bruised.

"Cough! Cough!" Reyna gasped, struggling to rise as fear and horror clouded her expression. Her eyes locked onto Lyra\'s, who met her gaze with a cold, unfeeling stare.

"Why... Cough! Lady Lyra, why did you slap me?" Reyna\'s voice trembled, choked by the blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.

She had never anticipated such a sudden and harsh attack from Lyra, leaving her deeply confused and astonished.

Despite Reyna\'s pitiable state, Lyra\'s expression remained cold and unchanging.

"I slapped you because you disrespected him," Lyra replied with indifference.

Reyna\'s eyes widened in disbelief as she absorbed Lyra\'s words.

"Disrespectful to him? Lady Lyra, he committed a heinous act by throwing the Moonlight Heart of Magic Orb, a sacred artifact of the Demon Race! Such an action is a grave insult to our race! So why are you still defending him?" Reyna demanded angrily, her frustration unmistakable as she stared at Leon standing beside Lyra.

It was clear that this stranger had desecrated and insulted the Demon Race\'s sacred artifact, and Reyna couldn\'t comprehend why she was the one being punished by Lyra.

Was it merely because he was her friend that Lady Lyra felt compelled to defend him?

However, given Lady Lyra\'s deep loyalty to the Demon Emperor and the Demon Race, Reyna found it impossible to believe that personal friendship alone could explain her actions.

So why was she being blamed instead?

"Even if he threw the Moonlight Heart of Magic Orb, it\'s not your place to reprimand him," Lyra said, her eyes narrowed and cold.

His Majesty Leon was not only the Demon Emperor\'s favored man but also the father of the three young ladies, holding a status that demanded respect from the entire Demon race.

Although his status cannot be revealed, that doesn\'t mean he can be insulted by anyone!

Upon hearing Lyra\'s unexpected words, Reyna gasped in shock.

"Lady Lyra, you..." She tried to continue, but the words died in her throat as she met Lyra\'s piercing, knife-like gaze.

Bowing her head to conceal her irritation, Reyna clenched her teeth and replied in a subdued tone, "I understand, Lady Lyra. I apologize."

As a demon general, her pride was deeply wounded by the incident.

Nevertheless, she knew that resisting or expressing dissatisfaction with Lyra could not only cost her status but also result in severe punishment.

After all, Lyra was an immensely powerful archdemon with a position of high authority.

Moreover, she served as the personal maid to the Demon Emperor, which placed her above other archdemons in status.

Thus, despite her deep reluctance, Reyna had no choice but to apologize.

Lyra remained silent, her intense gaze fixed on Reyna, until she finally softened her expression and gave a small nod.

"Very well," Lyra said in her usual flat tone. "But I expect you not to repeat this behavior."

Reyna could only manage a small nod as she slowly rose to her feet, her face etched with pain.

The force of Lyra\'s slap had left her face burning and sore, and the collision with the pillar had made her bones feel as though they were being crushed.

After struggling to regain her composure, Reyna finally stood upright and looked at Lyra with a fearful expression.

"In that case, may I take my leave now, Lady Lyra?" Reyna inquired, drawing a deep breath and offering a small bow.

Her true intention for being here had been to get close to Lyra and secure the Moonlight Heart of Magic Orb. Now that she had achieved that goal, she had no reason to stay any longer.

Lyra regarded her with an indifferent expression and gave a brief nod without speaking.

Reyna slowly lifted her head, taking a shallow breath before turning to leave.

Before she walked away, she shot Leon a cold, lingering glance, then left with a disdainful huff.

As she departed, Leon slowly removed his mask, a faint smile appearing on his lips.

"Aren\'t you being a bit harsh with her, Lyra?" Leon asked playfully, casting a glance at Lyra beside him.

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To be honest, Leon hadn\'t expected Lyra to slap Reyna so forcefully.

Lyra had always seemed calm and composed around him, which made the suddenness of her reaction all the more surprising.

Lyra shook her head with a small sigh and said, "That was no exaggeration, Your Majesty Leon. Her disrespect towards you cannot be tolerated."

The Demon Race was renowned for its rigid hierarchical system, far stricter than that of the human race.

Thus, Lyra saw nothing wrong in her actions.

Leon gave a small chuckle but said nothing further, understanding her point.

"By the way, Lyra, may I ask you something?" Leon shifted the subject swiftly.

"Of course, Your Majesty Leon," Lyra replied, her gaze curious.

Leon put his mask back on and asked with a playful tone, "The Moonlight Heart of Magic Orb you handed her earlier—it\'s a fake, isn\'t it?"