You are all my wings...

As the shadowy longsword coalesced, the air seemed to be disturbed, emitting an indescribable chilling aura.

The astute Sword King Moron narrowed his eyes the moment he saw the Shadow Sword materialize.

After observing for a moment, he grinned:

"Good, good, good! Fifty percent! Your new characteristic does seem to have brought about a very miraculous transformation."

The moment the words landed—

Both swords were swung and slashed at the same time.

Clang!

A deafening clang of metal clashing suddenly rang out.

Beside her, Maqi looked surprised. With the powerful insight brought by her golden eyes, she hadn't even noticed the signs of the two attacking just a moment ago.

Those two are so fast!

Clang! Clang! Clang!

In an instant, the two simultaneously slashed more than twenty times with their swords. The speed was so fast that it seemed there was no room for thought. They attacked and defended against each other based on instinct!

The area around the camp was instantly filled with flashing sword shadows, a dazzling display.

suddenly--

Bang! ! ! ! !

As the myriad sword shadows receded, the Sword King Moron seemed to have been struck a heavy blow, staggering back six steps.

He looked up at Lyon, his eyes filled with shock.

Is this fucking level three?

Is the power boost from upgrading two ranks using powerful monster materials really that terrifying?

Was he already very strong before?

Even with half of my strength combined with my honed skills, he managed to overpower me.

Moreover, is that materialized shadow so hard?

The sword blade, shrouded in shadow, was actually enhanced to the point that it could clash head-on with his fifth-tier demonic sword for a short period of time!

Not only that, but when the shadow blade approached several times, the chilling aura that seemed to shred the air went straight to his skin, making him wary several times. He recalled a scene of two shadowy scorpions facing each other and dared not take the blow head-on.

"Your strength has already reached twice its limit?"

Moron couldn't help but ask.

Double?

Although people in this world do not have clear attribute points, their approximate rank can be calculated based on the difference in strength in tons, so multiples are often used to measure it.

Leon smiled slightly. Before advancing to the next level, his pure strength had already exceeded twice the limit of the second level (40 points), and he was only about ten points away from twice the limit of the third level (60 points).

However, his power had increased far more than expected, and considering that the actual value would frighten the other party, Leon gave an ambiguous answer:

"more or less."

almost?

That basically means it, right?

Molen Sword King thought he had received a positive answer, and an indescribable feeling arose in his heart.

There was both the discomfort of envy and jealousy, and the fear of Leon's gift.

Even long-lived species can't reach twice the limit as soon as they advance to the third stage, right?

Although he hadn't used half of his strength yet, he had accumulated over thirty years of experience at the sixth level to barely approach the limit of twice the sixth level!

How old is this guy again?

Looks very young...

No, it's also possible that they look young but are actually over thirty.

Yes, that must be it!

"Your Excellency Lyon, may I ask your age?"

He asked in a hoarse voice.

"Me? I just turned 17 three months ago."

Leon tilted his head and glanced at Moron. He was in his prime, so why did Moron look at him like he was some old hag?

Moron: "??????"

This is terrifying! Damn, 17 years old!

"Okay, 17 is good, hehe."

Moron dragged his sword along, leaving dejectedly.

Not only Moron, but also Macchiato, who was standing nearby and heard the age, looked at Leon with a shocked expression.

Her eyes widened in surprise:

I'm someone who never grew up, while you've really just grown up?

After the initial shock, she realized she felt a little strange.

What's going on? Why am I so excited?

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Chapter 205 Oh no! I think I said something I shouldn't have while I was in a daze!

Ophimaso woke up with a headache.

Forcibly activating a legendary combat skill across two levels, even with the aid of a secret treasure, still resulted in an incredible burden.

Where is this? A battlefield?

No, this pattern is from a familiar tent dome.

"I was finally caught by Leon, and then I passed out?"

Her memories before falling into a coma gradually became clearer, and she even remembered being hugged by Leon and meeting with Britta.

"Oh no, did they hear that?"

Her expression changed.

"Damn it! Did I say something I shouldn't have while I was in a daze?"

Berylita must have misunderstood; although she asked if the saliva was sweet, it sounded absolutely strange.

But neither he nor Leon Belon had done anything suspicious!

As for hugging, as for hugging...

That was an emergency measure, so let's leave it at that for now!

Although it was the first time she had been hugged by a man, it did feel new.

Although this was the first time she had been subdued by a man using various forms of magic, it instilled in her a strong sense of self-worth.

Although this was the first time a man had tasted her saliva, she felt very strange.

Although this was the first time she had been confronted by a man like this, it made her blush several times.

Despite the many new experiences, but...

This is absolutely not an obscene affair between men and women!

Absolutely not!

Taking a deep breath, Ophimaso's expression returned to calm.

Don't overthink it; the more you think, the more strange thoughts you'll have.

She touched her waist; thankfully, the Dragon Slayer Sword, a secret treasure, was still there.

Although they have reached the level of secret treasures, they have already possessed a certain degree of artifact intelligence and will not be easily taken away by others.

Although she trusted Leon's character, she did not trust his stance.

Before Lyon was recruited, they were still on different sides, and future conflicts were inevitable.

Today I witnessed firsthand Lyon's talent and strategic wisdom. Putting everything else aside, I need to figure out a way to snatch him away from Britta as soon as possible.

Damn Britta!

When did you become so steady, accurate, and ruthless in your attacks?

My previous subordinates were all a bunch of oddballs!

In terms of the strength and unconventionality in attracting talent, we clearly outperform our competitors!

and many more……

Or should we go along with their plan?

Now that I've already said such shameful things and lost all face, why not use this opportunity to sow discord between me and Britta?

If Britta suspects Leon and the two develop a rift, then Leon can easily switch sides and join her team.

Upon closer examination, it seems to have great potential.

But how do we get started?

Or, should we continue using the same approach of peeping at someone taking a shower?

Should we bring up the saliva issue again later?

No, no, how come I'm the one being used as the temptation?!

Can't you come up with a more normal approach?

What's wrong with me?

Ophimosa shook her head violently.

She took a deep breath, pondered for a moment, and then stood up.

She was still dressed in riding gear, her slender figure and long, shapely legs showing an extremely beautiful silhouette outside the tent.

Outside the tent, as if hearing her waking up, a voluptuous maidservant hurried over.

It wasn't that she was particular or insisted on bringing a maid to suppress a monster uprising in the dungeon; rather, she genuinely needed the maid to handle many miscellaneous tasks and reduce her management burden.

In addition, this maid is quite capable, a senior fourth-level assassin, and also a skilled intelligence gatherer.

"Bigas, how long have I been unconscious?"

"Your Highness, you have been unconscious for about four hours."

"Did anything unexpected happen during this time?"

"No, you were unconscious for a short time before the monster tide gradually subsided. Currently, the battlefield is under the command of Grand Mage Tang De, and everything is going smoothly."

"Have the casualty statistics been released yet?"

"The total number of deaths is 17, and 31 people are seriously injured. All of them have been treated with intermediate healing techniques and need a week of rest. There are 100 people with minor injuries, and they are currently in good condition."

"A total of 17 deaths? Read out the list."

“Okay, these are Guss, the deputy commander of the First Regiment…”

One strong Tier 5 fighter, three regular Tier 5 fighters, five strong Tier 4 fighters, and eight regular Tier 4 fighters were killed in action.

Those who died were all key players and top-tier fighters.

It's normal that the Tier 3 fighters didn't die, because most of them were left to defend the camp. Only a few elite Tier 3 fighters participated in the interception battle, but they were mainly behind the formation, where they were relatively safe.

Upon hearing this, Ophimaso's face turned grave.

Despite facing such a massive monster horde, only 17 people died, which is a remarkable number.

But everyone is a living, breathing human being.