Slime Cultivation Game

"Why, can't he wait for me!"

That pretty face, which used to be delicate, lively and noble, was now drowned in tears.

The red and swollen lower eyelids mixed with moist liquid made me look so pitiful.

Her hands, which were hugging her knees, were clenched together, and her nails almost dug into her flesh. It seemed that only the physical pain could ease her inner sadness.

Chapter 79 Will You Stay With Me Forever? Leo

"Ms. Karen." For a second, Leo felt his heart tighten.

He also felt the sadness.

For the first time in this world, he felt sad because of other people's affairs.

Leo had to say that he had a very bad impression of this world.

Of course, this is also human nature. After all, this is a world where every step can almost cost you your life. It would be strange if you would have a good impression.

The extremely twisted Pleasure Cultists, the Order Cultists who don't care about human life at all, the Night Demon Soldiers who mercilessly slaughter humans, the giant red dragon that covers the sky and the sun...

He had no place to stay or to establish himself in this world, and all he witnessed was tragedy, tragedy, and tragedy.

Only Kallen was different.

She is noble, stubborn, grateful, and... a little saintly.

If it were in the original world, Leo might hate or even despise her saintly character. But in such a twisted world...

He had to admit that Kallen brought him the warmth he had long missed.

That was a warmth that was completely different from that of Miss Shikoti. If Miss Shikoti was the lover that Leo could completely trust, then Miss Karen was the only ray of light he had ever seen in this world.

If possible, he didn't want this light to go out.

Leo raised his hand and gently put his arm around Kallen's shoulders.

"Ms. Karen, there are only two of us here. You don't need to... pretend to be strong."

Kallen was stunned for a moment, then she couldn't bear it anymore, she curled up in Leo's arms and cried unrestrainedly.

She was so tired, really so tired.

Robert traveled all the way west to Winterhold and participated in a war that determined the survival of the North.

Then came the horrific dragon disaster and the desperate escape.

But none of these could defeat this strong girl.

The blood of Tersk flows in her body, and she remembers the old family motto - even if a member of the Tersk family dies, he must die on horseback.

What's more, she still has Leo.

This little-known servant. No, now he should be the Lord of the White Cavalry. He was like her lucky star. Whenever she was in despair, he would appear and save her from danger.

It is no exaggeration to say that on the way back, what Kallen was thinking about most was discussing with her father how much reward to give Leo after the war.

But...all of this was shattered like bubbles two days ago.

The news of her father's death pierced the girl's strong shell, leaving her helpless and sad.

The flowers living in the greenhouse have their roofs blown off, exposing them to the brutal wind and frost, before they even have time to be irrigated with fertilizer.

But she had no choice. She couldn't expose her weakness to others. She couldn't let Viscount Carter and others who had been chasing her all the way think that she was a coward.

She must not let the Saint of the Order Sect think that she is incapable and unqualified to rule the North.

So, even though her heart was broken, she had no time to bleed and could only hold on and be Karin.

Yes, be Kallen Telsk, not Kallen the mechanic who pursues the truth.

She didn't know why, maybe it was because she really couldn't hold on any longer, maybe it was because she trusted Leo's wisdom and thought he could enlighten her, or maybe it was some other inexplicable reason...

Karen Telsk found Leo and released all her sorrow like a floodgate opened.

"Mr. Leo, I...I really...I..." She curled up in Leo's arms, sobbing continuously, her words unable to form a complete sentence: "Can I really...I..."

But Leo could understand what he meant. He patted the princess on the back and comforted her softly: "It will be fine. I will be by your side and help you. The glory of Telsk will continue in your hands."

"Leo...Leo..."

"I am here, and I will always be here..."

"Really? You won't leave me like your father did?"

"Really, I can't."

"I want you to promise."

"I promise……"

Leo stared into Kallen's eyes and said solemnly.

He was ready to protect the female mechanic's safety.

Yes, that's right. Whenever there was danger, he would knock Karen unconscious with a stick and take her away by force.

This is the best way to keep her safe.

"Thank you, Mr. Leo."

"Get some sleep, there's still some time."

"I...I...you...Leo, you and Luna are..." Karen's voice was a little awkward: "You are the followers of Order, not..."

"Let's talk about this after everything is over, okay?"

"Okay...thank you anyway, Leo."

The breeze blew through Miss Karen's fiery red hair. She moved her body twice and buried her head in Leo's chest.

"Your heartbeat is so beautiful, Leo..."

In the bushes dozens of meters away.

Miss Shikoti was stamping her feet with gritted teeth, and beside her, the slime clone was laughing.

"Ahhh! Bad woman! You seduced my master!"

"Hey, what does it matter? What we want is the happiness of our master!"

"Ahhh! I have to create a new clone, your brain is broken!" The sun was high in the sky.

A solemn and murderous atmosphere permeated the makeshift camp.

"Are you sure?" Kallen looked serious.

Her eyes were still bloodshot from tears, but her expression had returned to its former firmness.

"Sure, the Sentinels have discovered the Night Demon and are not far from us." Viscount Carter gritted his teeth.

This army of night demons was the same one that chased them at the beginning, and they followed all the way from Winterhold.

Originally, they had lost Leo due to his turnaround strategy.

But after so many days of marching, the hunters finally discovered the trail, found the target, and approached.

And it was obvious that their army of about a thousand people had no chance of defeating the Night Demon army.

"Ahem..." Lennon, the Knight Commander of the White Cavalry, stood up with the help of his attendants: "You have fought with them before, how likely are you to escape?"

It must be said that the vitality of the sixth-order believers is strong. Even though they were attacked head-on by the dragon, they still managed to survive.

"Twenty percent, and that's without any burden." Viscount Carter smiled bitterly.

Everyone knows what he means by burden.

Therefore, everyone looked at Kallen.

"Well... you know my answer." Kallen sighed, "But I won't force you. If you feel that you will die, you can abandon me and these defeated soldiers and leave first. As the second heir to the Tersk Territory, I forgive you for leaving."

"Ahem, you are so stubborn." Lennon coughed twice. "But we are warriors of the Order. We don't need to accept your orders. Leave the task of delaying the enemy to us. You continue to head north and take the Saint to Winterhold. I will lead them away."

“Lennon…” The Saint of Order clenched her fists.

"No need to say more, this is the most rational choice, Frey." Lennon said expressionlessly: "Teersk needs Miss Karen alive, and order also needs you alive. And I am already a useless person, and I don't have much time."

"Knight Lennon..." Karen also closed her eyes sadly.

The entire tent was frozen in a sad atmosphere.

"Since you are going to die, why not find another way to die, Knight Commander Lennon."

A calm voice broke the frozen time.

Leo looked at the map on the table with flickering eyes.

Chapter 80 Lennon and the Way of Victory

Inside the tent.

"I need to confirm it first." Leo held the map in his hand and pointed to a corner of the map on the table in the tent: "Why is this different from my map?"

"Different?" Viscount Carter leaned over and smiled knowingly after taking a look: "Mr. Leo, the map in your hand is for summer, and the one on the table is for winter."

"I see." Leo nodded, holding his chin in thought.

The incident did not interrupt the quarrel in the tent. Lennon continued, "Leave it to us to delay the enemy. You continue to go north and take the Saint to Winterhold. I will lead them away."

"Wait a minute..." Leo turned his head and looked at Lennon, whose life was fading away: "Since you are going to die, why not find a different way to die, Knight Commander."

"Another way to die?"

"Yes, a way of dying that can bring us victory." Leo was firm.

"Victory?" Lennon was stunned for a moment, and a human expression appeared on his expressionless face: "I want to confirm, when you say victory, do you mean getting rid of the Night Demon chasing us, or -"

"The victory I'm talking about is annihilating all the Night Demon soldiers chasing us." Leo shook his head.

"Total annihilation?"

"Oh my god...Leo..."

"No way, are we just relying on these troops?"

"This is too..."

Whispers were heard in the tent. If the person who said this was not Leo, these believers would have rushed out of the tent and would not have stayed there for even a second.

With such an army composed of miscellaneous soldiers, they had to face off against an elite group of thousands of Night Demons and annihilate them all...

Such things can be imagined in dreams...

Unlike the believers' doubts, Viscount Carter and his generals, who had followed Leo all the way, believed in Leo's words and stared at the believers with cold eyes.

"Leo... cough cough..." Lennon coughed twice and pinched his brows tiredly: "What I must tell you is that I am no longer the God-favored Knight I used to be. The power I can exert now is only about level five, and... the time I can last is also very short. Even so, do you think you can win?"

"It's easier to win than leaving you here to delay."

"Then tell me the detailed plan." Lennon looked at him seriously.

"No, I can only tell you what each team should do, but I can't tell you the whole plan." Leo looked at him.

"Are you kidding?" Saint Frey took the lead and stepped forward. "You don't even tell us what the plan is, and you want us to listen to you? If we had ignored your opinion and followed Knight Commander Lennon's idea and rushed back to the royal city, we wouldn't be so passive now!"

"Yeah, what are we going to do now?"

"And you wiped out all the Night Demons, Leo. I really doubt whether your sanity has been devoured!"

"Can you really still hear the voice of my Lord?"

The unhappy voices of the believers exploded. This group of order believers who had never been to the battlefield gradually lost their minds in the continuous deaths.

They have always believed in absolute rationality. Because they have always suppressed their humanity and never released it, they are more vulnerable than those soldiers who quarrel all day long in the face of desperate situations.

"Damn it, did you believers get kicked in the head by a donkey?" The soldier next to Viscount Carter was unhappy. He rolled up his sleeves and slammed his fist on the table: "Can the things in Winterburg be blamed on Leo?"

"If you had told us about the Duke's death earlier, would there have been all this shit? Ah!"

"Damn it, without Leo, the Winterhold would have been destroyed on the first day. I'm afraid the Royal City is gone now!"

"Now the blame is on him. Let me ask you, if you, the followers of Order, have the ability, why don't you ask your Lord to bring down divine punishment and kill the giant dragon and these night demons? Huh?"

"A bunch of shit, cowards, useless!"