You are all my wings...

"When you become so powerful that you no longer care about the gods, you can then violate their teachings, can't you?"

Lyon's voice carried a hint of seduction.

As a con artist, it was his instinct.

"I understand, but why are you telling me this?"

Mark looked bewildered and expectant.

"I just want to see if you can break through your own limits under such forbidden emotions that are not permitted by the gods."

Lyon smiled slightly and went back to meditating.

That was just an unintentional action; in the original storyline, characters who can break through their potential limits are extremely rare.

Carl is one, and now, Leon wants to see if he can change Mark's life trajectory using the methods of a con artist.

The time has reached the 26th hour.

In the darkness, Leon slowly opened his eyes.

"I think I've grasped that subtle thread?"

He believed this was not an illusion, and that he might have truly found a way to enhance magical imagery through sacred murals.

Just now, he tried using the pseudo-intermediate magic image of Hurricane Bullet instead of the complete intermediate magic image, and it actually produced a resonance effect!

The core difference between pseudo-intermediate and true intermediate magic is that pseudo-intermediate magic is a prototype formed by combining individual basic magical images, while true intermediate magic is a fusion that has been fully combined.

Does this mean that a process of image evolution makes it easier to succeed?

In order to save magic power, he developed his own unique pseudo-intermediate magic ahead of time, which made it easier to activate the secrets of this sacred mural.

He became excited, just as he had been when he solved a difficult math problem in his past life.

Don't rush. We've only succeeded once. We need to think carefully about what else we just did.

However, just as he was organizing and reviewing his thoughts, preparing to try and verify them again, he heard Bovary, who was on guard duty, shout:

"It's Reynolds! This guy is leading a bunch of strangers and they're heading this way!"

Lyon's rare good mood was interrupted, and he slammed his fist into the ground.

"This guy's causing trouble again? Looks like we need to teach him a lesson!"

As a second-order individual, he was confident he could teach a lesson to a fourth-order individual; this was not arrogance, of course.

The group quickly gathered together, and Berylita and Iris were also interrupted, their faces unusually flushed with anger.

Leon glanced at the two women. Goodness, it was rare to see these two with tempers.

Just then, a strange male voice came from afar, loud and clear, seemingly intentionally made so that Lyon and his group could hear it.

"Excellent, it really is a sacred mural. Reint, you've done a great job."

"You flatter me, Marquis Rhine. I was merely reporting what I saw and heard to Her Highness the Princess."

"So these people ahead are the Holy Maiden and her entourage? It seems we found them as soon as we arrived. I thought it would take a lot of time."

Yes, it's them.

“Very good. I will take over from now on. I will report your achievements to Her Highness the Princess.”

Lyon narrowed his eyes, not expecting that Reynt would actually invite a marquis.

You should know that in this world, a title is equivalent to power.

The lowest rank for a marquis is five ranks.

As a beam of light appeared, a tall man wearing a long, pure black robe, holding a fourth-order magic wand, and wearing a top hat stepped into the valley with his back to the bright light.

Due to the intense light, Leon could only see the outline of the person's body, but not their face.

Chapter 137: This is the boundary; those who cross it will be executed!

Although he couldn't see the other man's face clearly, Lyon knew who the Marquis of Rhine was.

Rhine Valer von Thurs is a handsome middle-aged man who is quite popular with female players. He is also Princess Ophimosa's maternal cousin.

The name von Fontiah, Ophimaso’s middle name, comes from the von Tighes family.

This family is quite large and is known for its skill in marriage alliances. It controls nearly 30% of the industries and chambers of commerce in the capital and has its own footholds in various parts of the kingdom. The family also has the largest number of production-related superhumans in the country.

Not only did the princess's maternal family come from here, but several people Lyon knew, such as Britta, Karon, and Marie, also came from branches of this family.

Of course, Berylita comes from an ordinary background. Her mother is from a remote branch of the Fontehes family, and they are not related at all. This is quite different from characters like Ophie Marceau, whose parents are both prominent figures.

At this moment, the Marquis of Rhine's powerful light magic failed, and he strode into the inner part of the valley, took off his top hat, and gave an elegant noble curtsy.

"I am Rhine Valer von Thurs, a marquis, and I greet Your Grace. I wish you good health and send my greetings to the great deity behind you."

He was adept at getting information out of people; he even greeted the gods behind Brielita.

It's unclear whether he intends to try diplomacy first and then resort to force, or whether he will continue to treat them with courtesy.

At this moment, Leon saw what he looked like after taking off his top hat. His beautiful blond hair, neatly tied back, was clearly styled with hair gel.

Light brown eye color, high nose and deep eyes.

This man was tall, only slightly shorter than Leon. Although he had tear troughs on his face and faint crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, he had an elegant demeanor and a well-proportioned face, making him quite handsome.

Of course, being handsome is just a facade. Leon knows that he has a very eccentric personality, and he happens to be too eccentric, so even though he is just a minor character in a B-movie story, he is quite popular.

Compared to him, the oddballs among the Four Horsemen are nothing more than children playing house.

To put it simply, he's a shameless scoundrel with an addiction to showing off.

That bright light spell was clearly cast intentionally to attract attention when they made their entrance.

It has to be said that it was effective, but it was just too old-fashioned, and Lyon was already tired of seeing it.

At this moment, Brierita gave a curt reply to the Marquis of Rhine's greeting:

"The great goddess Astalia will receive your greetings."

Even a demigod pope couldn't say such a thing; only Britta, who was recognized as an agent of the gods, could.

This is why Berylita, despite being of ordinary birth and currently only at the fourth rank, holds such a high position.

In terms of status, even Princess Ophimosa had to bow slightly to her.

Of course, when it comes to strength and background, the two are generally treated as equals on the surface.

These subtle things can only be clearly seen by those who are in a high enough position.

At this moment, the four knights were very alert, their hands gripping their sword hilts tightly, ready to draw their swords at any moment.

"That would be a great honor."

The Marquis of Rhine smiled slightly, took a few more steps forward, and said:

"My friends, please don't be alarmed. I'm not here with any ill intentions. I'm just here on the orders of Her Highness the Second Princess, Ophimaso, to invite you to discuss the important matter of suppressing the monster uprising. How about we set off now for the main road on the 41st floor?"

The Rhine team was always behind the Marquis of Rhine.

They exchanged a silent glance, both feeling somewhat uneasy.

Look at how polite Marquis Rhine is. If the Holy Maiden and the Princess didn't actually have that much of a conflict, then weren't they just acting like petty people in vain?

John whispered to Renn:

"Brother Rente, what should we do next? I feel like it'll be awkward if we set off with them."

Renette was also speechless, sighed softly, and responded in a low voice:

"There's no other way. If all else fails, I'll go apologize later and say that I was blind. After all, she's a saintess, so she should forgive us."

John: "Hey, Brother Rent, I thought that following you would prevent me from going astray in life, but I didn't expect to be going down the wrong path so quickly."

Renette was speechless.

Britta didn't respond, but gestured to Leon with her eyes. Leon understood, took a step forward, and smiled:

"Your Excellency Marquis, the Holy Maiden is currently at a crucial stage of her cultivation and is afraid she will be unable to participate in such an important matter. Please give her regards and express your apologies to Her Highness the Princess."

They refused outright.

Just kidding. If they brought a large team, they would at least have to participate, earn some merit, and hunt down all sorts of powerful monsters.

But since we only have a small team now, it's best to avoid getting involved in such a large-scale operation.

Moreover, we're going to the princess's stronghold. Even if the conflict hasn't escalated to a certain point, going there now would only make us subject to their control and have to do things according to their wishes, which isn't worth it.

Marquis Rhein looked at Lyon and smiled:

"And who is Your Excellency?"

"I am Leon Belron, a court magician, currently employed as the Saintess's advisor."

"Oh, Your Excellency does indeed possess a superior appearance; no wonder you are trusted and favored by the Holy Maiden."

The Marquis of Rhine said something in a half-sincer tone, and then continued:

"Then, can your refusal be considered as the will of the Holy Maiden?"

Lyon didn't turn around, but nodded directly:

"Exactly."

"That's a real shame. I can't complete the task. It seems I can only stay here and watch the sacred murals with you all."

Marquis Rhine, speaking to Reinte and the others behind him, said:

"As you can see, it seems we'll have to stay here for a few more days until the Holy Maiden accepts our invitation, so let's just settle down here."

Milo, standing to the side, couldn't help but mutter a complaint under his breath:

"They're utterly shameless. We conquered this place, and they don't want to pay any price. Why are they stationed here?"

Carl squinted and responded in a low voice:

"If the Holy Maiden hadn't prevented us from speaking, I would have already cursed Reent and this pretentious hypocritical marquis."

Leon glanced back at Britta, exchanged a quick look, then drew his three-tiered short sword and slashed it horizontally across the ground, producing a loud, tearing sound.

Whoosh! A long gash appeared in the ground ahead.

"Your Excellency Marquis, the Holy Maiden has not permitted you to remain here. This sword mark is the boundary; anyone who crosses it will be beheaded! Do not approach any further, lest my sword accidentally injure you."

If you go too far, you must be punished.

Rhine narrowed her eyes:

"Interesting. Aren't you a strategist? How dare you brandish your sword in front of me? Not bad, your courage is commendable."

He took a step forward, a smile playing on his lips.

"But I'm determined to keep moving forward, what can you do about it? Friend, you don't think that a fifth-order mage like me can't stop a mere second-order speed at close range, do you?"

Chapter 138 I just couldn't resist playing a joke on you.

"If Your Excellency wishes to prove the agility of a fifth-order mage against me, a second-order mage, I am not afraid."

Leon casually swung his sword, displaying an air of nonchalance that he didn't care about the fifth-tier spellcaster.

Although he outwardly exuded the aura of a second-rate individual.

However, with his three professions, the multiple monster meat replenishments, and quest rewards, his attributes are not weaker than those of a typical human fourth tier.

Aside from lacking the inherent class bonuses of high-priced characters, which results in lower skill power and mana efficiency compared to higher-level characters, Leon is not inferior to him in terms of strength, physical strength, and agility for ordinary movement, walking, and physical activities.

After all, he is a spellcaster, and only a newly promoted fifth rank at that, not a monster like Andrio.

Marquis Rhine's strength, constitution, and agility attributes are at most at the fourth level for humans, similar to Lyon's current level.

Of course, if the opponent is a warrior-type class or a long-lived species, then Lyon still has to be wary of them at close range.

But now, at this distance, the two sides are only ten meters apart, and the opponent can only rely on high-speed spellcasting to suppress Leon's Shadow Leap and Shadow Step.

According to Lyon's understanding of the Marquis of Rhine, as a newly promoted fifth-order lord, he had not yet mastered intermediate magic to the point where he could cast spells without chanting.