Knight and Wand

Chapter 333: Invited
The perception of time seems to be infinitely stretched, beyond the probability pool of ordinary people's cognition, filled with countless known and unknown trajectories that can barely be identified by reason.

In the complex logical turbulence, variants of moves are intertwined and repeated, building up a surging geometric potential field. The strings woven by the potential logic lines of action, every fluctuation is the embryo of a deadly strategy, containing the result of subverting victory or defeat.

Facing the densely packed vibrations of Olivia's sword, the Lion Spear moved with him, and Gungnir was already raised up -

The sky is hazy, the sky is broken, and the clouds are against the flow.

Cutting through the clouds, piercing through the thunder, and going against the scales.

The rising moon, the sickle on the earth, and the snake scepter.

The Nine-Direction Random Attack Technique suddenly burst into light in the green eyes of the Golden Lion Queen.

A thought flashed through Olivia's mind.

Valencis' "Peacock Blade"?
No, each one of them is real. Although there are few changes, the nine attacks that are blooming at this moment, with the blessing of the Thunder Body, are far faster than the Peacock Knight.

The battle supported by ultra-high-speed thinking power is also a crazy confrontation of logical computing power. In the invisible and inaudible field of consciousness, the dense trajectory virtual images sometimes spiral and sometimes scatter. The roaring thunder dragon constantly tries to break through the edge of the Golden Lion Queen's swordsmanship.

The trajectory of lightning mysteriously cut into the abyss constructed by the Holy Sword of the Sun, searching for the almost non-existent gaps and flaws in the filter that woven annihilation.

The condensed atmospheric elements caused unnatural thunder to explode in the clouds in the sky, lightning flashed, and the moment when Hydra's nine heads transformed from Leon into lightning bodies, they appeared in reality like thunder.

Hydra

The enraged sea dragon passed through the curtain of consciousness and reality, and the blue arc explosion stirred up dust all over the beach.

The magic spear caused thunder to fill the sky, and the nine-headed dragon rushed straight towards the attacking golden lion.

Beautiful technique, but not enough.

The battle robe fluttered like a dancing lily, and Olivia's heart and sword fell at the same time.

The sea of ​​death extended by the sharp blade and the body's movements also converged into one at the same time.

The light passed through the huge phantom dragon, and the blade's edge was like the rising dawn, flying across and cutting into the vital points in the series of nine-directional attacks.

The moment when light and electricity meet——

——Boom! !

The sharp sword overwhelmed the magic spear's wing blade, and the powerful energy flame and the manic atmospheric elements collided violently, completely tearing the dancing cloaks behind the two into ashes.

The snake is broken, the thunder disappears, the moon falls from the sky

With her unimaginable combat skills and immense strength that far surpassed her opponent's, Olivia killed the nine-headed sea dragon while turning her palm and holding the sword. Magic power rose up, and the Sun Blade was about to burst into sunlight.

She was not shaken at all by the martial arts in front of her. The attack, which did not even have the intention to kill her, could not make up for the huge gap in their current conditions.

At such a close distance, even if the opponent turned into lightning, it would be impossible to dodge.

——?
She swung the sword horizontally, and just before releasing the focused slash of light, Olivia was surprised to see the other person's lips curled up.

The black eyes burst into a dazzling magical light.

The magic pattern of Gungnir changed, and the vocal cords vibrated at a high speed, turning several syllables into repeated shouts of the honorific name.

The third magic in the spell slot was activated—an instant surge of spiritual energy rushed towards Olivia's soul.

(Gulorelite)
“——Isa!!”

Silent soul shock waves enveloped each other.

The shock wave that ignored the strength of the physical body arrived, Olivia's head buzzed, and her face turned pale instantly.

For the first time, her indifferent expression showed a slowness that she could barely endure, and she let out a muffled groan.

——It’s done!
Leon was excited.

He never thought of defeating this powerful "Big Lion" like a Valkyrie head-on. Even before the fight, he had already seen the death that would be blasted into dust by the small-power "light cannon".

But I am not a pure warrior. What I hold in my hand is a magic wand, not a fire stick.

He bet that Olivia could ignore spells with her magic-forbidden body and always crush spellcasters. The other party might have never known how to resist mental magic in the past!

Feeling the slightest pause in Olivia's movements, Leon focused his mind and knew that he had made the right bet.

Just overwhelm the big lion in the battle of willpower, knock her out or hypnotize her!

——Bang!

The suffocating magic-forbidden stance suddenly opened up at a speed that Leon couldn't react to.
Seeing the girl nearby let go of the Holy Sword of the Sun without hesitation, his emerald eyes instantly turned golden again.

How can there still be enough magic to maintain the magic field? How can it still switch states! ?

In a flash, Leon only had time to think of one thing.
Wife, why don’t you just turn it off?

next second.

The armor made of meteorite-forged steel dented with a loud noise, and Leon, who was close to him, could no longer dodge. His body flew backwards like a cannonball and turned into a meteor across the mudflat.

It crashed into the fortress wall, creating a crack. The life-hardening technique on the chest was disrupted and failed. The figure who had endured the heavy blow rolled back to the ground, raising a cloud of gravel and dust.
It seemed to be completely silent.

"Huff~" Olivia breathed softly to calm herself down.

Smoke lingered from the clenched fists, and the iron fingers were left with scorching heat after the metal had collided with great pressure at high speed.

Olivia, slightly frightened, slowly put away the so-called "Bengquan" posture.

She couldn't help but look down at her fist.

Mixed emotions surged into my heart.

Although he had never made such a promise, he used the martial arts that he had taught him to defeat the other party.
The strange feeling of irritation that was growing stronger and stronger made her frown.

Time to end.

Picking up the Holy Sword of the Sun that she had hastily discarded, the Golden Lion Queen took a step and leaped over a long distance, landing in front of the fallen tall knight.

I could hear the bleeding from the opponent's torn internal organs, and the once powerful enemy was now on his last legs.

Olivia stood up and raised the sword with extinguished flame indifferently.

As long as I swing the weapon in my hand, no one can stop me from ending the division of this land.

The Queen in the North might be able to defeat herself strategically countless times, but it would still be a futile effort.

Unable to defeat herself head-on on the battlefield, for her, a single victory that goes straight to the core is enough to end everything.
Kill him
Now that he is weak and defeated
His sword was so fast that he could not feel the pain.
For justice, to completely end the disputes, countless people have sacrificed their lives in the war. Nothing can be sacrificed, not even yourself.
Kill him and end the Hecha Dynasty. Unify the whole land and establish a lasting peace like the ancient holy kings.
why?
".Well!"

A trace of struggle appeared on Olivia's pretty face.

The arm armor that was holding the sword made a slight clanging sound, as if it was trembling slightly.

She was stunned and puzzled.

Now that things have come to this, what are you hesitating about?
Worrying about winning unfairly, taking advantage of someone's misfortune, and winning unfairly?
how is this possible.

Now that he has embarked on the path of conquest and exterminated countless rebels, would he still care about the so-called chivalry?

why?
Can't bear to kill an old friend?
Is my determination so hypocritical?
Why? You don't dare to swing the sword?
--boom!

The suffocating and inexplicable anger stirred the air around him.

Olivia put away the magic field that was no longer able to maintain, and with a wave of her hand, the Holy Sword of the Sun turned into a flash of light and disappeared in her palm. She understood that it was probably because she couldn't bear to see the other party's miserable end of being beheaded.

Bending her knees and half squatting, Olivia pulled off the opponent's collar armor and grasped his throat tightly with one hand like an iron clamp.

Suffocating to death while in a coma due to severe injuries may be a more dignified way to die.
His eyes were fixed on that familiar face.

His eyes swept across his face, which was almost torn apart, and he looked at his eyebrows, which were furrowed in pain due to weakness.
sad
Resentment and self-blame
The extremely unfamiliar emotion made Olivia have difficulty breathing.

A cool touch brushed across my cheek.
Is it raining?
The sea breeze is cool.

I slowly opened my eyes, leaning against a big tree, and what I saw was the courtyard of the West Bay Heights Mansion.

"Hey~! My Lord Leon."

Hearing the call from above his head, Leon was startled and looked up.

On the branches of the tree, Ines, who was wearing a dress, swayed her calves wrapped in new black tights.

".I called you several times but you didn't say anything. I thought you were asleep~"

The beautiful hair fell on both sides of the girl's cheeks, and the ponytail tied with a lavender hairband behind her head was swaying gently in the sea breeze blowing from afar.

Leon suddenly stood up, held his waist and looked up, shrugged his shoulders: "Are you ready, my highness, have you had enough wind up there?"

"Huh? I was clearly overlooking the territory and planning its development. How could I be talking about blowing the wind? Don't make me sound like an idiot~!" Ines curled her hair with her fingers and pouted in dissatisfaction.

But soon, she smiled and stretched out her hand to act coquettishly: "Carry me down."

Leon chuckled, and immediately took a run and climbed up to the top of a high branch. He bent his arms and protected the graceful girl as she fell back to the ground.

Standing firmly, Leon wanted to put the girl down, but Ines put her arms around his neck and whispered:

"The Marquis is coming to Xiwan, Lord Li Ang. If you don't hurry up and make achievements, if your father orders you to do so, Ines will be snatched away by someone else~"

With a frown on his face, Leon unconsciously hugged the girl in his arms tightly.

"Don't even think about it. Can the young master of the Osdor family withstand three of my swords? I won't let anyone take you away. If His Majesty doesn't allow it, I can just take you to Serian. I have a friend there who is doing very well."

Ines smiled softly and poked his chest with her fan. "Did you learn this from Lord Larian? Do Knight-Errants like to abduct young girls so much now? If my father issues a wanted order, Lord Greenthorne will be so angry that his head will smoke. He might even come to clean up the mess."

Leon raised his eyebrows nonchalantly: "Can something that is consensual be called abduction? The teacher is a man of sentimental nature, he will definitely understand me."

Ines raised her velvet fan helplessly and tapped his forehead gently: "Okay, stop talking nonsense. I will make you a great lord worthy of the attention of my father, but don't abandon me when the time comes."

"How is that possible? I will never break my oath, whether as a Knight Errant or as your Sea Eagle Knight."

Ines leaned against his chest lovingly: "Yes, the knight who belongs only to me."

Half asleep and half awake.

Severe pain accompanied by a feeling of oppression that makes it difficult to move
The vague sounds of quarreling that I heard were a little blurry and difficult to distinguish.

".That's my Leon! I won't repeat it any more times, he's not your Leon!"

Ines' voice had never sounded so sharp, and the suppressed anger almost made her pleasant voice tremble.

This was accompanied by speechless silence from the other end.

Soon, the surroundings became quiet.

Suddenly I felt a pair of small hands covering the back of my hands and the palms of my hands, as if someone was calling in my ears.

".You will protect me. You promised me."

Fatigue gradually overwhelmed the consciousness that was struggling to hold on.

I don't know how long I slept before I finally had the strength to open my eyes.

In the dim candlelight, he stared at the large bed canopy that cast a shadow, and was stunned.

Judging from the patterns, it seems to be the style of the northern nobles.

Memories suddenly came flooding back like a tide, and he remembered the despairing and terrifying sword skills and iron fists he faced against Olivia before he lost consciousness.

My goodness, my little lion is not only a Valkyrie who is proficient in both spear and sword, but also a boxing champion.
Leon sighed with lingering fear. He instinctively wanted to move, but his nerves only twitched once and the veins on his forehead bulged in pain.

His chest ached so much that he couldn't breathe. He felt that even when Valencia beat him up and had his arm chopped off, it didn't hurt as much as it did now.

The magic element sensed that the internal organs were shattered into pieces, and there was not even a single intact rib on the chest. All of them were smashed into pieces by Olivia's punch.

Even if the chef chops the ribs, they won’t be so minced.

Without even the strength to gasp for air, Leon found joy in the midst of suffering, feeling that his upper body was now similar to a boneless chicken fillet, and the pain made him want to scream for his mother.

But he couldn't scream. After a long time, he slowly drove the magic element to shrink his broken lungs and fill the gap, and then he was able to slowly breathe out.

Feeling the powerful heart still beating like an engine, to be honest, Leon felt it was a miracle that he was not dead yet.

When his nerves and brain gradually became numb to the horrific pain in his body, he seemed to feel the touch from his palms and fingers. He couldn't help but move his head little by little and look sideways to his side.

Her bangs and hair were slanted on her small and delicate face, and her long eyelashes pressed against her eyes, as if she was having a nightmare.

Faint traces of tears stained the light makeup on the little princess' face. It was the first time I saw her falling asleep in such a messy and untidy state.

I felt a surge of pity in my heart, but my body was in so much pain that I couldn't bear to wipe away the tears for the other person.

This is trouble.

Leon tried to force a wry smile, but the deep scar on the side of his cheek, which almost gave him a second "mouth", made his scalp numb with pain.

What he remembered was not just the fierce battle with the lion before he lost consciousness.
He remembered.

Although not all,
Closing his eyes, recalling the most profound experiences and past events in his mind, Leon felt dazed.

Am I Leon Pendragon?

Or Leon Johnson?

Even when he traveled through time and space and woke up in the slave cage, he had never felt as confused as he does now.

The memories of the original owner, the son of a hunter, were just a series of pictures to him.

But at this moment, the past that was known as Leon instead of the pseudonym Leon is as profound as a personal experience.

What exactly is going on?

Could it be that when I traveled through time, I super-fused with another self?
".It's a great sin to make so many lovely birds shed tears for you, isn't it~"

An unexpected joke blew into the room along with the cold autumn night wind.

Leon broke free from his messy thoughts, startled, and turned his head to the other side with great pain and difficulty, looking back.

The bright moonlight illuminated the ridiculously colorful and exaggerated dress.

The elegant feather hat and curly beard fluttered in the wind.

With his head propped up, he lay sideways on the balcony buttress. Goliath took off his feather hat with one hand, drew two circles in a pretentious manner, and pressed it against his chest.

"Long time no see~ Ahaha, I remember it this time~, it's Master Pendragon, right?"

(End of this chapter)