Slime Cultivation Game

The generals pointed their fingers and cursed as harshly as they could.

The Order Cultists had never been scolded like this before, and they had no idea how to respond. They could only keep repeating: "You! You! You!"

Leo was sweating inwardly as he watched from the side.

Although the generals have been protecting him...

But they didn't seem to realize that Leo was also a member of the Order Cult...

A mockery, everyone...

"Stop, the matter of Winterhold is not Mr. Leo's fault!" Kallen slammed the table and stopped the quarrel between the two sides: "Okay... If you still regard me as the heir to the North, then..."

"Just please lend your strength to Mr. Leo!"

"I, Karen Telst, unconditionally believe in Mr. Leo's judgment!"

After these words were spoken, the Order Cultists and the generals looked at each other and stopped making noise.

The title of Lord of the North still works.

However, this does not mean that this title can completely convince these believers.

“Ahem…” Lennon coughed up a few more mouthfuls of blood and reached out to stop the attendant who wanted to come up to help him: “Leo, since you said so, from now on, the command of the Order Cult will be handed over to you.”

"Knight Commander!"

"Lennon!"

"Okay, stop talking." Lennon stepped forward and walked to Leo's side, enveloping him with pressure: "Tell me, are you sure you can lead us to victory."

Although it was not as powerful as it was in Winterburg that day, a weakened tiger was still a tiger, and Lennon's pressure still made Leo tremble.

But Leo was not afraid and met his gaze: "I will win..."

"Okay..." Lennon took off the sword at his waist and handed it to Leo: "From now on, you are the commander-in-chief of the Order Cult on the front line. Whether it is me, the Saint, or all other believers, we must obey your orders."

"..." Leo took the sword. Even though he had no good feelings towards the Cult of Order, he felt an inexplicable surge of emotion at this moment.

That feeling...

It comes from trust, but also from...

that power.

Although he thought of a way to defeat the enemy, he was not completely sure.

He dared to raise his opinions because he did not take the lives of the members of the Order Sect seriously. Others had to think about what to do if they lost, but Leo only thought about running away with Kallen if he lost.

But he didn't expect that Lennon trusted him so much.

In that case, let's give it a try, to test our own capabilities.

"Lennon..." Frey looked at the Knight Commander with a grim face, clenching her fists, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Don't say anymore, Lady Saint. I have made up my mind." Lennon waved his hand and untied his knight armor.

With a loud "bang".

The fall of the heavy armor caused the earth to tremble.

Then, a golden light emerged from Lennon’s body, which was still decaying.

His muscles expanded circle by circle, his original blond hair slowly turned into silver hair, his aura continued to grow, gradually surpassing his heyday.

Such great power made everyone in the tent tremble.

That’s right, the current Lennon is not at all like he said, he only has the strength of level five.

But it was the sixth level. No, he had surpassed the sixth level and was infinitely close to the seventh level.

"I've had enough of this flourish." Lennon looked up, his expression becoming more and more arrogant, and he looked more like a "human": "Leo, from now on forty-eight natural hours, I am a warrior."

"One of the strongest warriors in the North."

"Move me around as you please and lead us to victory."

Chapter 81 Father and Daughter

The middle part of the moon.

The cold winter night is so hard to endure without a brazier.

But in order for the plan to proceed smoothly, it is naturally impossible to make a fire in the camp.

"Mr. Lennon, this is the plan." Leo pointed to the Winter River on the map in the dim light of the oil lamp: "You build a raft upstream of the river to attract the attention of the night demons."

"If they spot you, retreat while fighting, in this direction."

"Okay, I understand." Lennon nodded.

"Don't you want to ask me why I asked you to do this?"

"No need for that. In a war, not everyone should know the direction of action. What soldiers have to do is obey."

Lennon shook his head: "Before I became a member of the Order, I was also a soldier."

"Huh?" Leo didn't expect that the Knight Commander had such a past.

A believer of the Order who was not raised in the nursery of the Order but joined the Order midway, unexpectedly became the Knight Commander of the White Knights and the Bishop of the Holy See...

This is something new.

"Well, it's precisely because I used to be a soldier, and a soldier of Duke Telsk, that I believe in you." Lennon laughed at himself: "Leo, I don't think I'm stupid. But when we were in Winterburg, I really couldn't think of your kind of fighting methods. In my eyes, your potential is no less than that of the Duke."

"Uh..." Leo scratched his face, feeling a little embarrassed.

His desperate tactics were not what he had imagined...

Including the method used to deal with the Night Demon this time, it is also a reference for the generals.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore." Lennon smiled and said, "By the way, you... your sword of order, didn't you get it by listening to the Lord of Order?"

"Thump..." Leo's heart skipped a beat when these words came out. He suppressed his inner throbbing and stared at Lennon blankly: "How could it be? My power naturally comes from..."

"Okay, there are only two of us here. Besides, I only have 48 natural hours left to live, so you don't have to pretend anymore."

Lennon shook his head and took out a necklace from his bosom: "From the first time I saw you, I knew that you were not a devout believer of the Order."

"Even if you have the Order Sword System, you can prove your loyalty. But that can only fool their followers, not me."

"Why?" Leo tensed his body, put his hands behind his back and grasped the water-shaped sword, while constantly communicating with Shikoti to come over.

White mist rose under his feet, and he was ready for a desperate fight.

At the same time, he couldn't figure out where he had gone wrong when he possessed the Sword of Order.

"It's very simple..." Lennon spread his hands: "Because... my Order Sword was also obtained through other methods. Okay, don't be nervous. If I wanted to kill you, I would have killed you the first time I saw you."

"Leo..." Lennon pushed the necklace in his hand away, revealing the yellowed photo inside: "No matter what you think, including this time, I have helped you twice, right?"

“……”Leo didn’t say anything.

When he was in Winterhold, he felt that Lennon promoted him too quickly. Now it seems that the old man has been prepared for this day.

He deliberately put himself in someone's debt.

"Originally, I was planning to keep you by my side, train you little by little, and let you take over my position in the future... but now it seems that I'm running out of time." Lennon sighed and stuffed the necklace into Leo's hand.

Leo lowered his head and saw the photo inside the necklace. It showed Lennon and a cute little girl.

That little girl...silver hair, red eyes.

Wait, Lennon, now he has silver hair too...

"Yes, Saint Frey is my daughter." Lennon said this in the calmest tone, surprising Leo so much that he kept swallowing.

"I... Never mind. I won't tell you about the past. Anyway, my daughter converted to the Order. And I, in order to protect her, also became a member of the Order."

Leo didn't know what to say.

No wonder the Order would let this Order believer who joined halfway through become the Knight Commander and the Bishop.

No wonder Lennon was willing to stay behind to delay the pursuers and let Leo lead the main force to go first.

Originally Leo thought that Lennon did this because he was absolutely rational.

Now it seems that he was trying to protect his daughter.

Fulei is simply a hostage.

A hostage who manipulated Lennon.

"Does Saint...Freya know?" Leo's Adam's apple moved.

"I know... but she doesn't want to recognize me. If she is willing to recognize me, I will take her away from the Order even if I die."

Lennon smiled and said, "Okay, Leo, I helped you twice. Now it's your turn to help me."

"I only have 48 natural hours left to live. I will not be able to continue protecting my daughter in the days ahead."

"If this war ends, the North still exists, and order still exists. Then, please continue to secretly protect Fulei in the Order Cult. If...

It's all over. There is a silver needle at the end of the necklace. That needle can temporarily isolate the power of order. Please take Fulei away and let her leave order completely."

"This is a father's last request."

“……” Leo was silent. He really didn’t expect things to turn out like this.

Although their methods are different, Kallen and Frey's fathers both love their daughters in their own ways.

"Of course, I won't let you work in vain." Lennon patted Leo's shoulder and handed him a key. "After returning to the royal city, there is my reward in the basement of my house. Believe me, it will be what you need. No, it should be said that it is what you urgently need."

"Something I need urgently?" Leo frowned and took the key. There was an Ouroboros pattern engraved on the end of the key.

He himself doesn't know what he urgently needs, so how could this old guy know?

"Leo..." But it was obvious that Lennon didn't intend to explain this question. He just looked at the night sky quietly: "Do you think the Goddess of Order still exists? If she exists, how can we borrow her power when we have blasphemed her like this?"

"Absolutely rational, the light of order, haha, how ridiculous."

"Can a twisted will still be called a will?" Lennon left, taking Leo's mission with him.

And Miss Shikoti also emerged from the shadows.

"Master, are you okay?"

"Well, it's okay, everything is going as planned." Leo tightly held the necklace left by Lennon.

I never thought that the leader of the White Knights of the Order Sect would actually be a heretic.

"Master, do you want to use the tactic of confusing the enemy and make those night demons think that we have crossed the river, and then use the same trick again to escape by a detour?" Shikoti poked his head forward.

"No, they have been fooled by us once, and they won't be fooled a second time. Besides, we have so many wounded soldiers. Even if we can escape this time, what about the next time, and the next time?"

Leo shook his head and smiled calmly: "Besides, I said we would annihilate them all."

Chapter 82: The Battle Begins

"Well, Mr. Leo, I'll go now." Miss Karen rode a warhorse, and her slim-fitting breeches outlined her elegant figure.

"Well, I'll give you a signal when the time comes. I'll leave that side to you." Leo held her reins: "Be careful. If something goes wrong, you must take your own life seriously."

"I will..." Kallen nodded and prepared to leave.

Leo pulled the reins again and said solemnly: "Karen, I'm serious, your life is very important. Whether it is to the entire North, or... to me..."

"What nonsense are you talking about." The red cloud spread from Miss Karen's face to her neck: "I...I know, you too, you must survive, Mr. Leo, your life...is also very important to me."

"Of course..." Kallen left with the fire mage of the Order.

Their destination was the upper reaches of the Winter River.

Yes, Leo's plan was simple.

Take advantage of the floods during the ice flood season to give the night demons a vivid lesson in emergency risk avoidance.

The climate in the north is bitterly cold, and the Winter River freezes into ice in winter, and melts into a river in summer. Therefore, Tersk Territory has two maps, one for summer and one for winter.

The depression where Leo and his friends were currently located was passable in winter, but in summer, it was a deep pool.

The endless steam machinery that Miss Kallen carried with her, plus the fire magicians of the Order Cult, was the best way to melt the ice.

Knight Commander Lennon's role is to attract the attention of the night demons and lure them into this depression under the pretext of building a raft to cross the river.