You are all my wings...

Leon took it, unfolded it, and saw that the note read:

"If Your Excellency Lyon sees this letter, please know: I, Kilcha, am merely a small adventurer who was forced into this situation. The guild leader's decision has absolutely nothing to do with me, please understand. Furthermore, the reason the guild leader decided to leave is not for any other reason than that the Second Princess personally came to this dungeon because of the monster uprising."

That's interesting.

Lyon tossed the note to Bovary and stroked his chin, deep in thought.

Bovary took a look and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration:

"As expected of Your Excellency, this note confirms that your previous judgment was entirely correct. Your Excellency is truly insightful and unfathomable!"

His words of praise and admiration were endless.

The others took the note, their expressions ranging from thoughtful to wary to tense.

"The second princess has come in person?"

"Did she really come because of the monster riot? It would be terrible if it was because of the Holy Maiden."

"Not necessarily, they shouldn't immediately break off relations."

"Your Excellency, shall we continue to stay in this cave? Should we find another place to rest temporarily, so that Reint doesn't bring more people to cause trouble?"

Chapter 118: You can guess what the consequences will be if you hang out with Leon.

"No, we can stay here. This place is suitable for hiding from monsters, and the ventilation is not bad. We can continue to rest here."

Lyon shook his head.

"But what if the Second Princess were to come after the Holy Maiden? Or what if Reint harbors a grudge and deliberately sabotages her?"

Miro was very nervous.

"No, the Vatican knows you've been sent here for training. A saint can be executed by her own people, but she cannot be killed by outsiders, understand?"

Could someone be executed by their own people?

These words seemed to carry some kind of taboo, and the group suddenly fell silent.

"As for Reint, if he dares to come, I dare to let him die here."

Lyon smiled faintly:

"Do you really think he's that powerful, just an ordinary fourth-tier cultivator? It's one thing for him to completely align himself with the royal family—his stance is understandable. But to choose to disregard sentiment and gratitude, even at the cost of offending us, means his future is doomed. As for now, continue recuperating. It's a good time to eat the monster meat we stored up. You guys, thoroughly review the previous battles and strive for even better performance in the next one!"

"Yes."

Several people answered in unison.

Iris, who hadn't spoken until now, stepped forward, quietly took Leon's hand, and said:

"Leon, go and do some meditation. I'll help you de-stress later."

Lyon felt confused by these words. Did they relieve his stress?

Machiru, sitting in the corner, twitched at the corner of her mouth. "Impressive, Iris. She's turned kissing into stress relief on her own."

Are you relieving your own stress, or Lyon's stress?

……

On the other side.

"Captain, do we really want to offend the Holy Maiden's people so badly? They saved us after all, and they've treated us quite well, haven't they?"

John, a novice third-order spellcaster, couldn't help but say.

They had been away from their hiding place for half an hour, cautiously avoiding one level-five monster after another as they passed by. They were still some distance away from reuniting with the main team.

Although they are both fourth-order, neither of them are spellcasters. Facing a fifth-order monster, the fight will inevitably take a lot of time.

This is undoubtedly extremely risky.

"John, you're still young. To reach level three before you're even thirty is already a remarkable talent. But I bet you haven't had much contact with others in the first half of your life. When it comes to life experience, you're still too green."

Rent smiled at John and explained gently:

"Do you know what the biggest reason that prompted me to cut ties with them was?"

John was taken aback: "Isn't it just to avoid arousing the princess's taboo?"

"That's certainly one of the reasons, but more importantly, Lyon is someone you shouldn't get too close to."

"Why?"

The two women suddenly asked in unison.

John's partner, Sally, had an innocent look on her face.

The fourth-tier female assassin, Hershel, has a lower, slightly hoarse voice, clearly indicating that she has difficulty pronouncing her words.

The two suddenly interrupted with a question, drawing a puzzled look from John:

"Sally, are you concerned about this issue?"

"Of course, I think His Excellency Lyon is quite charming. He's handsome, a strong commander, and calm in battle. Several prospective paladins listen to him. He doesn't seem like a bad guy."

Sally smiled.

The female assassin, Hershey, standing to the side, nodded silently.

John's eyes widened, and Reynolds' lips twitched.

"See, John? Now you know what I'm up to, right? If we stay with Leon any longer, you can guess what the consequences will be, right?"

John nodded silently.

Sally: "Haha, what are you talking about? I don't understand what you're saying."

Renette said slowly:

"Sally, we've been a team for over half a year now. Honestly, what do you think of my character?"

"Hmm, it feels alright, but don't try to seduce me. I have an instinctive dislike for you, so you have no chance with the troupe leader."

Reynard nearly vomited blood. Was this the issue I was trying to emphasize?

"Don't worry, I've always treated John like my own brother, he would never lay a hand on you."

"I'm relieved to hear that, Captain. To be honest, I'm always worried that you might turn against me."

Sally said, a naive smile on her face.

Renault's forehead veins nearly burst.

Woman, damn woman!

Why can't women see my inner beauty?

He took a deep breath, suppressing the nameless anger rising within him:

"Very well... no, what I'm trying to say is, since you trust my character, listen to me and stop associating with Lyon! It's best to have absolutely no relationship with him! This will only harm you!"

"Why?"

The two women asked in unison again.

"Let me put it this way, when we were resting last night, do you know what I saw? I saw Leon juggling three women all by himself! I won't go into the part about him hugging the saintess the whole way, which everyone saw. After you all rested, he was all lovey-dovey with the elf, and after the elf was done, he beckoned to that little girl, asking her to come and serve him!"

Renette recounted the story vividly, even mimicking Lyon's tone at the time, before concluding:

"Think about it, does someone as obsessed with women really have any real skills? Was the Holy Maiden's injury just an accident? The four prospective Holy Knights obey him, isn't it because he used his looks to get the Holy Maiden to hand over command to him?"

These words caused the group to fall into deep thought.

John couldn't help but admire:

"Brother Rent's observation is indeed very meticulous. He can find many details that I can't see. Alas, if I hadn't followed Brother Rent, I'm afraid I would have taken many detours in my life."

Sally frowned and thought for a moment:

"But he really did fight quite well back then, didn't he? The large-scale fire spell that attacked the vines in the middle looked like at least a top-tier intermediate spell."

"Perhaps it's because the saintess's magic just happened to overlap with his?"

Rent countered with a question.

At this moment, Hossil said in a low voice:

"Brother... your jealous face is too... too ugly. Now that you've left, stop saying things that slander others."

Renette is heartbroken, and I'm jealous?

He didn't respond to Hoshill, but suddenly grabbed John's shoulder and exclaimed:

“Oh, John, do you believe that truth often lies in the hands of a minority?”

“I didn’t really believe it before, but now I think I have to believe it, Brother Rent.”

"Okay, okay, you really understand me."

"Then, Brother Rente, now that we've rejoined the main force, should we report the situation we detected to the Princess?"

"Of course, it is necessary."

"So what would you say?"

"I'll just say one thing: the Holy Maiden was injured by the Sacred Mural. As for the rest, it's up to the Princess to decide. After all, she's probably here to suppress the demon riots, so she might not have time to deal with the Holy Maiden's matter. But if she's interested, we can make a great contribution!"

"As expected of Brother Rent."

Suddenly, Qiercha, who had been silent all along, spoke up:

"I apologize for interrupting your conversation, but I must remind you that a fifth-level monster has spotted us."

Reint: "??? Qiercha, why didn't you say so sooner?"

"Captain, this isn't a question you'd ask. You're behaving very strangely today."

"Hmph! Everyone, get ready for battle!"

Chapter 119 Elizabeth Wants to Try Again

At the same time that Reint and his companions encountered monsters.

Lyon took advantage of this opportunity to recuperate and once again engage in deep meditation.

He confidently told the knights that the princess wouldn't come to cause trouble, mainly because he knew that the conflict between Ophimaso and Brierita hadn't reached an irreconcilable point.

Those below him believed that the two were bound to have a life-or-death struggle.

But Lyon believes there may be an opportunity to mediate.

So this time, he was prepared to seize the opportunity to replicate the last part of the magical imagery of the Ice Reduction spell.

The stronger one's power, the greater one's influence in subsequent negotiations.

Unfortunately, we didn't find any trace of the Shadow Scorpion along the way. It must be wandering around this 41st floor. It would be even better if we could find it later.

He quickly entered into deep meditation.

The ice-cold unicorn and Kraken brain core in his hands emitted a faint glow in the darkness.

Although they use "last night" and "tonight" to refer to time, it is actually dark most of the time here.

The darkness on the 41st floor was even greater than on the previous floors. If it weren't for the fact that everyone was a seasoned adventurer with enhanced senses due to their rank, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that ordinary people would find it pitch black.

The other knights, except for Milo who was on guard duty, also rolled up, not sleeping at all, and simply used knight breathing techniques instead of sleeping.

Knight breathing techniques are fundamental skills that can effectively improve control over the rhythm of battle, control over stamina consumption, and deepen the use of combat skills, allowing one unit of strength to achieve multiple units of strength.

When fighting an enemy with the same physical strength, those who have a better grasp of breathing techniques will be able to last longer. It is a skill with a very high potential and very wide application.

The time spent in the dungeon this time was only about a week.

The overall improvement is much stronger than before.

Bovary, in particular, was showing signs of becoming even stronger than Karl, often stealing Karl's thunder in battle.

Therefore, the group was secretly competing with each other, and during breaks they would eat meat in large quantities, practice combat skills, or practice breathing techniques.