My Love Debts Are Everywhere!-Chapter 577: The Legendary Thigh Pillow

"Fated One, sorry to disturb you. It's me, Melissa, your personal maid. May I come in?"

Leon slowly opened his eyes and turned his gaze toward the door.

"Melissa? So that's the name of my personal maid?" He murmured, raising an eyebrow.

He hadn't expected her to arrive so soon. Thalon must have been serious about not keeping him waiting.

"All right, just a moment."

Leon stood up, walked to the door, and turned the knob.

As it swung open, he was immediately met with the sight of a beautiful young woman.

She had a slightly oval, softly rounded face and a petite frame.

Her green maid uniform was both unique and elegant. Her beige hair, neatly tied in a ponytail, framed her face, while her golden-yellow eyes radiated an innocent charm.

Leon offered a polite smile. "Melissa, right? Nice to meet you. I'm Leon. No need to call me 'Fated One'—just 'Young Master' is fine. It's more comfortable that way."

Melissa smiled warmly and bowed her head. "Welcome to our Elven territory, Young Master. I'm honored to serve you."

At the same time, her eyes remained fixed on his, shimmering like stars—filled with what seemed to be admiration.

Feeling the intensity of her gaze, Leon grew a little embarrassed and slightly uneasy.

He was no stranger to admiring looks, but this one felt different.

Melissa's gaze carried a faint possessiveness—reminiscent of Athena when she slipped into her yandere mode.

Was he just imagining things?

He shook his head lightly and smiled again. "Thank you for the warm welcome, Melissa."

His gaze shifted to the food trolley beside her. "Is that for me?"

"Yes! It's all for you, Young Master," Melissa replied excitedly. "Leader Thalon said you probably haven't eaten after the long journey to our territory, so he asked me to prepare this for you."

Leon was touched by Thalon's concern and gave a small nod. "Then please, bring it in."

"Okay!"

Leon stepped aside, and Melissa promptly pushed the trolley into the room.

She began arranging the food on the table with graceful, practiced movements—clear proof of her experience.

A few minutes later, everything was perfectly set. Melissa turned to Leon, her smile unchanged since the moment she arrived.

"All done, Young Master. I'll take my leave now. If anything bothers you or you need help, just call me," she said, patting her ample chest with a playful smile.

"Alright, thank you," Leon replied with a soft smile, not bothering to turn down her offer.

Melissa bowed respectfully, then pushed the now-empty trolley out and closed the door gently behind her.

Once alone, Leon turned his gaze to the neatly arranged dishes on the desk. He couldn't help but admire the presentation.

"This looks delicious," he murmured, picking up a slice of bacon and popping it into his mouth.

The flavor was rich with spices—truly delicious, though still not quite comparable to the cooking back in humanity's territory.

Previously, Leon had assumed that elves didn't eat meat.

That belief had been confirmed by Elina, who once told him that most Elves were vegetarians, living off nuts and vegetables grown on their farms.

However, Elina had also explained that some Elves did enjoy meat—just like most humans and demons.

She herself had originally been a vegetarian, but after living in humanity's territory and being exposed to their culture, she'd become an omnivore.

In fact, she once said with regret, "If I'd known meat could taste this good, I wouldn't have wasted time eating vegetables and herbs back home."

Recalling that conversation, Leon chuckled.

Without further delay, he began enjoying his meal.

Twenty minutes later, he had finished everything.

He neatly stacked the empty plates to make it easier for Melissa to collect them later.

Then, he walked over to the bed and collapsed onto it with a lazy sigh.

"I'm really sleepy," he murmured, slowly closing his eyes.

The scent of lavender and cinnamon drifting from the wooden bedframe soothed his body, making him feel completely at ease.

Just then, he remembered he needed to contact Miranda to ask about the next step.

"Miranda, are you there?" He called softly.

"I'm here, Master. Is there anything I can help you with?" Came Miranda's warm, gentle voice in his mind.

"Can you show yourself? I have something to discuss."

"Yes, Master."

*Buzz!*

A streak of light appeared beside him, and a few seconds later, Miranda's graceful figure took shape.

She sat cross-legged on the bed, gazing at Leon with a soft, serene expression.

"You look very sleepy, Master," Miranda said with a soft chuckle.

"Hmm? Does it show?" Leon blinked in surprise, slowly sitting up and rubbing his face.

Miranda simply nodded, then patted her thigh and offered, "Rest your head here, Master. I'll take care of you."

Leon hesitated for a moment but eventually gave in, resting his head on her thigh.

Given that Miranda had large breasts, similar in size to Liliana's, Leon couldn't see her face from his position—his view was completely blocked by the soft things.

"So this is the legendary thigh pillow... incredible," Leon muttered to himself with a chuckle.

Before reincarnating into this world, he had often daydreamed about experiencing the famous thigh pillow from the anime and novels he had watched and read.

Though he now had partners like Liliana, Athena, Arshley, and Luna, he had never asked any of them for such a thing. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but rather that he had simply forgotten.

To his surprise, the first woman to offer him this special treatment wasn't one of them—it was his own sword spirit.

It was quite amusing, if you thought about it.

Miranda gently touched Leon's forehead and temples, massaging them lovingly.

In an instant, a wave of comfort washed over Leon, making him feel lighter.

"How do you feel, Master?"

"Very good, Miranda. I didn't expect you to have such an ability. Did you learn it secretly?"

Miranda smiled and nodded. "Yes, I've read a lot of books in my spare time."

"By the way," she continued, "why did you call me, Master? Is there something you need to say?"

Leon smiled, then gestured around the room.

"Look... where are we right now?"

Miranda blinked, her confusion evident as she scanned the room. It was unfamiliar, adorned with beautifully carved wooden furniture.

At first, she didn't grasp the meaning behind Leon's words. But when her gaze landed on the window, something caught her attention, causing her eyes to widen.

A massive tree, its towering height stretching into the sky.

"Is that the World Tree?!"