You are all my wings...

Is Ophimaso the same type as Brierita, enjoying being contradicted by capable subordinates?

Or is it that all strong, independent women harbor a desire to be challenged?

"Enough with the small talk! I need to go and join the battle to stop the monster tide, Berylita. Although our relationship isn't particularly harmonious, and there may be many frictions in the future, in this kind of monster war, we can put aside our conflicts for now, right? This is my last request: if anything happens to me on the front lines, I hope you can take over command of the remaining people to prevent the overall situation from collapsing."

Instead of explaining his personal request to Leon, Orpheus suddenly grabbed Britta's hand and quickly gave her instructions. Then, he waved his hand to summon a tamed horse-like monster, leaped onto it, and rode away.

Breretta watched Ophimaso's departing figure and shook her head, saying:

"That guy's dreaming."

Although Britta said this, Leon could tell from her tone that she wasn't dissatisfied, so he asked:

"The Holy Maiden was moved by Ophimaso?"

"It's not that I was moved, but that I suddenly realized that she must have overcome countless hardships to get to where she is today."

Lyon understood; this was heroes appreciating heroes… no, it was heroines appreciating heroines.

While there are certainly conflicts, they still admire each other's personal charm.

Otherwise, Ophimaso wouldn't have given such instructions to Britta as a precaution.

If Ophim Marceau were to truly perish, then the only one left with the prestige to command the entire region would be Brierita.

Before the conflict between the royal family and the Papacy was fully exposed, for those outside the core leadership, there was no essential difference between listening to the princess and listening to the saint.

"Lyon, what are your thoughts on Orpheus's basic arrangements?"

Standing before the deserted camp, Britta didn't rush to leave with Leon. Instead, she grabbed his wrist and asked him this question.

Yes, the wrist.

This was also the first time she had actively made physical contact with Leon.

Chapter 180 You should say those things to Iris.

Feeling the warmth from Berylita's soft palms, and seeing her slightly shy yet earnest gaze, Leon's heart stirred.

This is a charm completely different from that of Iris.

He coughed lightly and said:

"As it stands, Her Highness's arrangements are not problematic. The only concern is that the First Regiment may not be strong enough to complete the interception mission."

“I had the same concern. No, I should say that Ophimosa also anticipated this problem, which is why she chose to help the First Regiment.”

"It is undeniable that the interception team is under the greatest pressure, but once successful, the pressure on the main base is also the least. This shows that Her Highness is not the kind of person who would abandon the wounded for the sake of victory. She is not only aiming for the victory of the Emperor, but for the victory of a lifetime."

Lyon commented.

In fact, holding the base is one way.

Regardless of the wounded, launching a full-scale attack and flanking maneuver is also a viable option.

Judging from the results and mobility, the latter is undoubtedly more efficient and has a better chance of stabilizing the situation during this second wave of monster riots.

Leaving a portion of the main force to guard the base camp, while allowing the wounded sufficient recovery period, also divides the main force, resulting in greater pressure on the frontline interception team and a greater risk of failure.

"Your opinion is the same as mine."

Berylita nodded.

"Shall we go back then?"

Lyon was also worried about the situation on their side.

"No, there's still one crucial question I don't understand: where are Timia and Xuertuo? Do they still have missions to complete?"

She held onto Leon's wrist and never let go.

"It's highly likely, based on my speculation, that these two are preparing to set up a magic circle to attract the sacred mural. Her Highness's original plan was to first suppress the first wave of monster riots over the past few days, and then have Machiru advance to the fifth rank to unleash a stronger divine magic, drawing all the monsters out from the side quests while also drawing out the divine relics connected to the sacred mural."

Lyon organized his thoughts and speculated:

"Then, all she had to do was suppress the demons step by step, complete her final task, and then enter the Divine Relics to advance to the sixth rank. That was her original plan."

Birelita pondered, "But something went wrong?"

"Yes, the first unexpected event was the failure of the life alchemy of the floor master, the Shadow Demon Spider. Originally, this step absolutely could not fail. The monster riots are two different levels of threat depending on whether there is a floor master or not."

Lyon nodded:

"Secondly, they didn't know that the monsters would eventually riot a second time, because they didn't witness the first monster riot directly like we did, and they couldn't calculate the number of monsters that rioted at that time, which didn't match the huge number of monsters on floors 39, 40, and 41."

Birelita pondered:

"With Andrio and Macchiato working together, they shouldn't have failed. What was the reason for their failure?"

Because she had been meditating, she hadn't noticed the problem with Machiru's return.

As for Iris, by then Maggie had already recovered from her injuries, and she assumed that Maggie's injury was just a normal one and not an accident, so she didn't ask any questions at the time.

“I think there might be a third-party force interfering with this. They even took the opportunity to ‘accidentally’ injure Macchiato. It’s only because Macchiato is an artificial demon with strong vitality that a normal fourth-order spellcaster would likely die on the spot if accidentally injured like this.”

Leon answered Britta's first question first, then reminded her:

“Holy Maiden, we must be careful from now on. This third-party force may have ulterior motives. Even if we need to maintain the safety of the camp, we must also pay attention to the depletion of magic power and always maintain a usage of more than two-thirds.”

"I understand. Let's go back then."

Only then did Britta release Leon's wrist as if nothing had happened, as if she had never shaken it at all.

Lyon smiled slightly and said:

"Your Holiness, although it's not appropriate to say this now, I still want to say that you look quite cute."

Breretta is clearly a pure, aloof, and mature woman, but her appearance just now did indeed evoke feelings of pity in Leon.

Upon hearing this, the corners of her mouth first lifted slightly, but then, realizing something, she quickly suppressed her expression.

Then she glared at Leon: "You should say those things to Iris. She'll be very happy to hear them."

[Rita's affection level increased by 2%, current affection level is 72%]

……

"The fighting outside is so noisy."

Iris stepped out of the tent with her wand and gazed into the distance.

It was now absolute darkness on the 41st floor. By the light of the camp's fire and her own powerful eyesight due to her light attribute, she could see in the distance that the monster horde on the plains resembled a black line stretching across the ground, charging towards the camp through the oppressive darkness.

It can be seen that the interception group has quickly rushed up, cutting in from the middle, causing a lot of fighting and shouts.

Of course, due to the great distance, Iris could only see a rough outline.

"Just as Leon said, this second wave of monster riots is much larger in scale. Compared to this one, the last one seems like child's play."

Iris clicked her tongue; in the face of such a large-scale monster uprising, individual strength seemed quite insignificant.

Even legendary powerhouses wouldn't dare say they could face this situation alone.

Of course, there's no way to solve it, but it's okay to take care of yourself.

Beside her, Macchiato, wand in hand, walked out side by side—

This seemingly coordinated action was merely a coincidence; the two had not previously reached an agreement.

However, at this moment, Machiru had no intention of fighting with Iris. Her right eye, with its golden pupil, flickered with a mysterious light as she observed her surroundings.

"The magical fluctuations emanating from the air are very strong, and there is the aura of fifth and sixth-order magic everywhere. I doubt whether Ophimaso's current army can withstand this riot."

At this moment—

"Let's see how many trump cards Ophimaso brought this time."

It was Lyon's voice.

Their eyes lit up, and they turned to look to the side, only to find that Leon and Britta had appeared from the side road.

"Hey Lyon, weren't you going to the princess's camp? Why are you coming back from the side road?"

"Iris asked."

"On our way back, we also inspected the area around the magic circle to see if there were any gaps or gaps that we might have missed, so that the magic circle wouldn't be damaged."

Birelita offered her explanation.

This scene actually made Machiru's eyes flicker. Given Berylita's style, she rarely takes the initiative to explain.

However, she didn't say anything; one shouldn't be too distracted during battle.

"So, our current task is simply to defend the camp and prevent the magic circle from being destroyed by monsters that manage to break in during the chaos?"

Beside him, Karl lifted the curtain and stepped out fully armed.

"right."

Chapter 181 Do you want to touch it if you don't believe me, you boring master!

Lyon glanced at the knights who then emerged from behind the curtain:

"This time the danger is different from the past, but you can't fight with the mindset that you can turn the situation around by sacrificing yourselves. I'll say it again: staying alive is the greatest victory, understand?"

The four nodded solemnly.

"We've overcome so many difficulties. As long as Your Excellency and the Holy Maiden are here, we are invincible!"

Bovary raised his sword and growled.

"Very good, very energetic, that's the kind of spirit you need."

Lyon didn't feel awkward at all.

In fact, after being praised by Bovary for so long, he had become accustomed to this style.

It's true that people can be quite scary. Even if someone doesn't like being praised all the time, they'll definitely feel uncomfortable if the other person stops praising them one day.

"Maintain this momentum, and we will conduct regular patrols of the camp to fill the troop shortages left by the garrison."

"Has Your Excellency already made contact with them in advance?"

Mark raised his hand to ask a question.

“No need for that. You’re essentially the mobile unit, so you don’t need to completely avoid them. By the way, while we need to be wary of monsters, we also need to be careful that some of them have ulterior motives and might use the pretext of fighting monsters to ‘accidentally’ harm you, understand?”

Lyon offered a reminder.

Accidental injury?

"The reasons are rather complicated, and I will explain them later, but don't let your guard down. If you are careless, you could really die. It would be ironic if you didn't die at the hands of monsters but at the hands of humans."

Seeing Leon's serious expression, the others also became solemn.

After spending this time together, they became familiar with his style and knew that he would never speak without reason.

In fact, almost everything he says comes true, which is consistent with the 'astrologer' profession he performed the day before yesterday.

"Now the four of you can go on patrol. Go quickly and come back quickly. If you find any monsters that you can't deal with, shout loudly, understand?"

The four men accepted the order and set off from the other side of the road, swords in hand.

At this moment, Leon remembered some of the prisoners in the camp's memory, looked at Machiru, and asked:

"Macchiato, how is your relationship with Utaman and Kess?"

"Utaman?"

Maqilu waved her hand:

"He's just a kid in an adult's skin, a fool who never grows up. I don't know him well. As for Ke Si, I've only heard of her, but I don't know her well either."

Lyon was speechless, and couldn't help but complain:

"Andrio has a really strange sense of humor, raising a child in the skin of an adult and an adult in the skin of a child."

Is the kid naughty?

Macchiato glared at Leon: