You are all my wings...

For professions like warriors, the earlier they establish a firm fighting philosophy, achieve unity between fighting and personal ideals, and put it into action, the faster they will improve and become stronger than their peers.

Therefore, she was inherently disdainful and indifferent to matters between men and women.

Seeing others become obsessed with this kind of thing makes one think that the other person is not pure and is not worthy of being enshrined in the pantheon of legends.

Therefore, she felt somewhat annoyed when she noticed Leon's slightly flirtatious words.

However, hidden within this anger were some strange emotions that were difficult to describe.

She didn't know if it was because her body was experiencing a rare short-term spasm, or something else.

In short, I'm extremely annoyed.

Watch out behind you!

She glanced to the side and saw a shadowy scorpion of the fourth tier approaching silently. Startled, she forgot all about such things and quickly reminded it.

laugh!!!!

A scorpion tail, like a shuttle, pierced through.

BOOM!!!

A magical barrier appeared behind Leon, blocking the scorpion's tail from piercing him.

This is a protective shield formed by Orpheus forcibly activating a large amount of magic power; it is not magic, but simply an application of magic power.

Normally, magic power, if not transformed by magic, is very loose in nature.

For pure magic to be gathered in such a concentrated manner, it would require at least twenty or thirty points of magic power to be gathered in a short period of time in order to create the effect of a magic barrier.

However, this would obviously waste a lot of magic power, because this barrier that costs twenty or thirty points of magic power is almost no different from a basic defensive spell that consumes only a little bit of magic power.

Moreover, even highly skilled players lack sufficient magical manipulation techniques to do this.

Clearly, this is a technique that can only be used at a level of skill like Ophie Marceau's, even though it's impractical.

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Lyon is under a lot of pressure right now. Although he noticed the sneak attack from the shadowy scorpion, he really doesn't have the strength to dodge it.

Although Ophimaso's move wasted a lot of magic, it did help him a lot, allowing him to dodge successfully and avoid being pursued by the Shadow Scorpion by using the other monsters as a barrier.

In this chaotic battle, the most feared creatures are those that excel at ambushes.

Even if the Shadow Scorpion contained the upgrade items he wanted, he would rather take a detour than confront it directly.

Fortunately, as long as he persists until the end of the battle, he will definitely be able to find some suitable upgrade items that he wants.

Fortunately, Leon's agility is now quite high, comparable to a senior Tier 4 fighter. If he focuses on avoiding combat, he is relatively safe.

[Life and death at the limit, extreme evasion, the fourth-level Instant Shadow Step technique is gradually integrated into regular movements, Agility +1]

It seems that the previous upgrade of the Fraud Master did break through the agility bottleneck. He only dodged at high speed for a little over a minute before the panel sent such a reminder.

In the blink of an eye, two minutes had passed.

Only 1 minute left until Ophie Marceau recovers!

During this time, Lyon moved up and down, and with his stamina still spared, he maintained a certain level of dodging speed, which surprised Ophie Marceau.

Could this guy be a genius who can be both a mage and a warrior?

Although his agility was far inferior to hers, it was still quite remarkable to see such agility, comparable to that of a senior fourth-rank mage, in a second-rank mage.

Ophimaso remembers that even when she was at level two, she couldn't do this.

This ignited her competitive spirit, and she secretly encouraged herself to try to speed up her recovery.

How could a princess be allowed to be carried around like this by a strategist and magician?

"Damn it, this is never going to end!"

Bang!Bang!Bang!

Leon enhanced his physical strength with magic, swiftly swinging his sword three times to cleave through the aftershocks of a powerful fifth-level skill in the distance, sweat beading on his forehead.

Suddenly, a thought struck him:

"By the way, Your Highness, do you have any magic potions left?"

He then remembered that the person next to him was a big shot, a fighter jet among rich women, one of the richest women in the capital.

No matter how good the fresh meat you ate before, its recovery effect is clearly not as good as that of the refined and concentrated magic recovery potion.

This also reminded Ophie Marceau, whose eyes lit up: "That's right, I still have three bottles left!"

"Your Highness, can you move your hand now?"

"Barely."

Feed me!

"……it is good!"

Although Ophimosa knew this action wasn't very good, she didn't pretend. She channeled her magic, moved her arm, and tremblingly reached into her bosom to take out a small bottle about two fingers thick.

Although two and a half minutes had passed, her recovery was much slower than expected, and her arm muscles were still trembling.

It is clear that even after three minutes, it remains to be seen how much of her combat strength will be restored.

"Drink half first."

The medication from Orphimaso is most likely a level four or five recovery drug; it's of high quality, and drinking it all would be a waste.

"it is good."

She opened the small bottle, took it out, and held it towards Leon's mouth.

Because Leon moved very quickly and her arm wasn't very steady, she had to try several times before she succeeded in hitting Leon's mouth.

It wasn't until Leon took a sip that Ophie Marceau realized she had already inhaled some of the contents of the can during the battle, as there were still faint traces of her saliva on it.

Ophie Marceau's lips twitched, but she decided to ignore the matter.

"Good stuff. Your Highness's medicine seems to have a sweeter smell than other medicines on the market."

Lyon felt the half-can of recovery potion that had been inhaled into his esophagus take effect quickly. His magic power recovered at an astonishing speed, and the pleasure of having his magic power replenished filled his heart, instantly lifting his spirits.

Cool!!!!

He raised his hand and unleashed two small mud pits in quick succession.

Whoosh!

The monsters surging in from the front and rear immediately became mired in the swamp, blocking a large number of them.

Chapter 198 Your Highness, why is one sweet and the other not?

My medicine has a sweeter scent than other medicines on the market.

They're all made using the same method, so why is there any sweet taste?

When Ophie Marceau heard Leon say that, she was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to realize something, a blush rising on her cheeks.

Does this guy, Leon Belon, think my saliva tastes sweet?

Why don't I feel anything?

However, the blush came and went quickly, and Ophie Marceau, being a seasoned veteran, quickly regained her composure.

Such things cannot shake her deep abhorrence of matters between men and women!

Leon Belron is merely a second-tier strategist with astonishing intelligence, keen insight into human nature, the ability to use multiple intermediate spells across ranks, physical agility comparable to a senior fourth-tier strategist, and the ability to perform divination!

She's just Britta's strategist; perhaps she'd be suitable to be my advisor in the future.

That's all! That's all!

Ophimosa remained calm and quickly channeled her magic to accelerate her recovery.

"Your Highness, three minutes have passed. How are you recovering?"

"Sorry, I seem to have misjudged the recovery efficiency. My body is too fatigued, and I estimate it will take a few more minutes."

Ophimosa lowered her head.

It's truly unacceptable that a princess would make a mistake at such a crucial moment.

"Fortunately, Your Highness still has some magic potions left. I am in excellent condition right now. Your Highness, please relax and recover as soon as possible."

Lyon smiled and wasn't worried.

The mana restoration potion he had just drunk had quickly restored his mana to full within half a minute.

He is now only half-exhausted, but his magic power has reached its peak.

He launched two small mud swamps and three basic high-speed fireballs on the spot, giving him more breathing room and allowing him to hold out for longer.

If he wanted, he could even use Shadow Step multiple times to take Ophima away from the battlefield.

However, now that he can fight or retreat, there's no need for him to leave the battlefield so early.

Wandering around and reaping rewards here can also relieve the pressure on teammates.

Moreover, Ophimaso still has two bottles of potion left. If he uses them sparingly, he can probably restore his magic power four or five times.

With his current magic power of over seventy points, he could easily clear a space with a basic high-speed fireball.

Using magic repeatedly in actual combat also helps improve magical proficiency and a deeper understanding of imagery.

Moreover, the instantaneous destructive power of these eight spells is quite close to that of Berylita's Holy Annihilation!

In other words, he can now unleash four powerful attacks that are close to the power of Saint Annihilation!

Combined with Orpheus's magic recovery potion, how efficient would this battlefield bombardment be?

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Lyon began a barrage of bombardments.

The monsters that had been brought in from the surrounding area began to experience the terrifying heat.

Soaring flames, charred corpses exploding, and shockwaves sweeping in all directions threw the monster battlefield around Leon into considerable chaos.

Wave after wave of high-speed fireballs shot out, and Leon, with a slightly cold smile on his face, continued to cast spells at high speed.

Previously, magic was used conservatively, mainly due to concerns about its endurance.

Now that he has magic recovery potions and the fresh meat he ate earlier is still working in his body, he is not worried about his short-term endurance at all.

Of course, using too much magic in a short period of time can also put too much strain on your mind.

Therefore, he chose basic combination magic, such as high-speed fireballs!

It consumes little magic power, is easy to meditate on, and its power is quite good because it is enhanced by the acceleration of fire!

This kind of magic has the lowest possible burden!

In the blink of an eye, the high-speed fireballs fired at high frequency annihilated several ordinary fourth and fifth-tier monsters.

Some powerful fifth-tier monsters with weak magic resistance were also severely injured, their strong skin turning charcoal-colored, and their fur bursting into flames.

Only those powerful monsters with high magic resistance at levels four or five remained unharmed amidst the chaotic, high-speed fireballs. Even so, they were still thrown backward by the shockwaves, crushing many smaller monsters, with roars and wails echoing everywhere.

"Your Highness, feed him one more time!"

Leon moved around while unleashing high-speed fireballs, achieving remarkable results, but his magic power was also being depleted too quickly.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, don't be distracted!"

"Okay!"

Ophie Marceau wasn't actually distracted; she was simply stunned by Leon's series of high-speed fireballs.

It looked like a basic spell, but it was so fast that it focused the fireball's power, creating an attack effect similar to a mid-level spell.

Furthermore, the activation frequency is too high; when seven or eight spells simultaneously cover a single monster, the resulting attack effect can almost rival that of a high-level spell in terms of instantaneous damage.

It's obviously only the second level...

It is also clear that no auxiliary equipment was used.

What kind of monster is this?