You are all my wings...

"I apologize for keeping you waiting, Your Holiness. This is just a humble abode, and the tea and water are of poor quality. I am truly apprehensive about receiving such an important person as Your Holiness."

Lyon fluently recited the reception phrases commonly used among the nobility of the capital.

"Let's skip the formalities. Since I'm dressed casually today and haven't brought any attendants, it means you don't need to worry too much about this visit. Just make the arrangements as you see fit."

Birelita stepped inside.

She glanced briefly at the room and raised an eyebrow:

"A very strong magical aura. Looks like you've successfully advanced?"

"The Holy Maiden has discerning eyes; through this dungeon exploration, I was fortunate enough to obtain suitable upgrade items."

“Excellent. Your rank is perfect for being my strategist. In a week, I will bring a batch of paladin reserves into the 30th to 40th floors of the Alado dungeon for training. Remember to come.”

“Your Holiness, I remember I haven’t accepted your invitation yet.”

"I'm here now to hear your answer."

Berylita pulled out a chair and sat down casually.

This composed demeanor is befitting of a saint with the highest prestige in the Holy See.

"Leon, tell me, what do you want? What do you think I can offer you? As long as you're willing to become my advisor, I'll do it for you."

Lyon laughed.

Although he had already intended to agree to the two tasks attached to Burelita.

However, the specific conditions under which they should agree are indeed debatable.

"Let me be frank, Your Holiness. I understand that you have lofty aspirations, and coincidentally, I also have my own ambitions."

So-called ambition is actually just wanting to survive safely until the end.

Of course, it would be even better if one could successfully become a god.

“If you have no desires or wants, I’ll be worried.”

Brillita removed her sun hat, her long, beautiful eyes meeting Leon's.

Leon pulled up another chair and sat down opposite Britta:

"First of all, I have my own things to do and it's impossible for me to provide you with references all the time."

“No problem. All I need is your wisdom in critical moments. We can arrange our schedules in advance.”

"Secondly, regarding remuneration, it should be assessed on a case-by-case basis each time, rather than a fixed salary. For example, if the Holy Maiden is very profitable in a certain business, I hope to receive a share of the profits, rather than just a remuneration."

"Profit sharing? What percentage would you like to receive?"

"Judging from how much effort I've put in and how much value I've provided, Your Majesty, you can make your judgment accordingly, shall you?"

"Interesting. Are you trying to test whether I truly value you?"

"Don't dare."

"No problem, I agree to this condition. I can promise that in the future, no matter how much you participate in any project, as long as there is profit, I will give you a minimum guaranteed 5% profit share."

"Excellent! The Holy Maiden is indeed a person who can accomplish great things."

Lyon gave a thumbs-up, noting that only someone with guts, or a con artist, could give such a figure on the spot.

"Finally, I hope that Your Excellency can provide me with all reports related to the northern forest on a regular basis."

"Oh? Why would you specifically request information on this? I thought you would ask for more advanced confidential knowledge."

"Secret knowledge is probably not so easy for me, a foreign teacher, to obtain, so information from the northern forest is better."

Why does it have to be there?

“I think Your Excellency has misunderstood. In fact, I don’t necessarily need information about the Northern Forest. In fact, I pay attention to all special areas that can breed monsters. It’s just that the Northern Forest is Your Excellency’s main territory, and I think I can get enough information from Your Excellency’s channels.”

"I see. So this is what you mean by ambition? I understand now. It is indeed commendable. I once had similar ambitions, but alas."

In Berylita's mind, she couldn't help but recall her own dream of roaming through monster-infested areas and dungeons alone with her sword, and her gaze toward Leon held a newfound approval.

Leon, unaware of the specific images conjuring up in Brillita's mind, replied:

"I guess I'll count as one of them. By the way, can I bring Iris to the training session a week from now?"

With Elizabeth?

Have these two reached the point where they can arrange their schedules without even asking?

The look of approval in Britta's eyes faded, replaced by a calm smile:

“That’s certainly welcome. If you can win Iris’s heart, that would be the best news I’ve heard in a short time. I’ll give you a hand and help you get married.”

Lyon was taken aback. "Push us to get married?"

This saintess really wants to offer a buy-one-get-one-free deal, indirectly bringing Iris into the picture. She certainly has confidence in herself.

However, I always felt that Berylita's words had a hidden meaning, and that her previous thoughts were not her true intentions.

He brought Elizabeth along simply to increase his own influence.

If I remember correctly, the success or failure of this training exercise arranged by Berylita will determine who wins in the opening storyline of "The Knight Selection" between her and the first female lead.

This will also determine the direction of the main storyline in the future: whether royal power will overshadow divine power, or whether divine power will dominate royal power.

Different development paths will also lead to different chain changes, greatly affecting Lyon's layout.

Lyon also plans to take advantage of the Paladin Reserves' strength to retrieve another key item from the 38th floor that will allow the Shadowwalker to advance.

He originally planned to explore the dungeon with Iris a couple more times before going, but now that he could borrow Burelita's power, he would naturally borrow it if he could, and it would be better to upgrade the Shadow Walker to Tier 3 as soon as possible.

In addition, he also had some ideas on how to train the skills of the swindler profession, and he could use this batch of paladin reserves to try them out.

Before Britta left, Leon thought for a moment and asked:

"One last question, Your Majesty."

"what?"

"Why were you chosen? What was the deciding factor that led you to select me as the advisor from among all the other candidates?"

"If I had to say, it's because you're the only man who has exchanged more than ten sentences with Iris and earned her enough trust. As far as I know, since she arrived in the capital, no one has been able to do that, and no one has ever been able to enter the dungeon alone with her."

Birelita glanced at Leon and said indifferently.

Lyon was speechless. It seemed that his strategy to win over Iris had also made him stand out, raising Britta's expectations of him.

Unexpectedly, Iris's aloofness is so well-known in the royal capital's social circles.

However, if Berylita's initial impression of herself is related to Iris, wouldn't that make the subsequent conquest more difficult?

Of course, there is a good thing about this: her first and second impressions of herself were indeed quite profound.

……

That evening.

After seeing Britta off.

“I have already left the assembly information at Iris’s residence.”

Bisquie yawned and said.

As a third-order ghost, she can pass through walls at will and has extremely high mobility in obstacle-prone terrain.

Upon arriving at Iris's residence, one can use magic to leave written messages, which is quite convenient.

Although their combat strength is lacking, they are good at doing odd jobs and running errands.

"Alright, thank you for your hard work. I'll buy you items to increase your soul power later so you can return to the fourth rank as soon as possible."

"Speaking of which, you're really something. You just met with a saintess from the Holy See at home, and then you managed to invite this fairy to your house. You're a true master of time management!"

Lyon was speechless.

That lewd ghost really knows how to talk; even the most normal things become tainted with a perverted hue in her mouth.

"Don't cause me any trouble when Iris arrives. I haven't yet found out what Iris thinks of this Holy See maiden."

"Don't worry, you've never made a mistake!"

Bisji confidently assured that there would be absolutely no problem.

And it was at this moment—

Buckle.

There was a knock on the door.

“Leon, I saw the message sent by your familiar.”

It's Elizabeth.

Why is this guy moving so fast?

Lyon looked at Elizabeth.

"Don't look at me, I just sent the message to her. I bet she's been waiting for your message and came over as soon as possible."

Chapter 46 Why does this place smell like Brittany?

"Congratulations, Leon. It looks like you've successfully advanced?"

Elizabeth stepped through the door.

She was currently wearing a white magician's robe, underneath which was a close-fitting, double-breasted, dark-colored, unisex casual outfit.

She changed her hair accessories slightly, and her light blue long hair was tied up in a neat bun at the back of her head, revealing her beautiful, bright white forehead. Her pair of emerald-yellow eyes were also slightly raised due to the back of her hair, giving her a more sharp look.

It seems she has found a more suitable personal style for battle, and has also avoided having her bangs on her forehead obstructing her view.

"Your new hairstyle is great, it's beautiful and also perfect for battle. Did Miss Granny do it for you?"

“Yes, after these few battles, I feel that my previous outfit was a bit cumbersome and not suitable for long-term activities in dangerous dungeons... But how did you know that Grani did it for me?”

Iris was pleased that Leon noticed her hairstyle change immediately.

But when she heard the name that followed, she felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

However, she remained calm and asked the question casually.

"Don't you have several portraits of her in her living room? There's one in a knight's outfit, with your hairstyle."

"Oh, you're observing so closely?"

Eliza quietly closed the door.

Leon glanced at Iris and said one sentence, and the girl immediately changed.

It seems like we can work on improving our favorability!

She can't hide her emotions; she simply can't hide them.

"Of course, this is your good friend. If you don't observe him carefully, what if he embarrasses you later?"

"I see."

For some reason, Iris's mood suddenly brightened.

She quickly came to her senses and realized that she seemed to be a little obsessed, actually caring about such a thing.

Lyon is just a teammate! Just a teammate!

She silently recited a few phrases to hypnotize herself.

"I've already had a friend open the secret book box. These are the secret research files inside. Would you like to see them?"

Lyon steered the conversation back to the main topic.

"What kind of content is inside?"

Iris breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, the previous topic hadn't continued.

"These are all studies conducted by a branch of the Astalia cult that was wiped out more than forty years ago. This branch was originally called the Blood School, specializing in the study of life alchemy and flesh magic, attempting to find a way to break through the limits of human lifespan, in addition to becoming a god."

Lyon can be described simply as follows:

"This file records some of the research results, including detailed experimental records of three types of synthetic monsters and records of the cultivation of artificial monsters."