You are all my wings!

Is Ophimasso the same type as Britta, enjoying being contradicted by capable subordinates?

Or is it that all strong, independent women harbor a desire to be challenged?

"Enough of the small talk! I need to go and participate in the battle to intercept the monster tide, Britta. Although our relationship isn't particularly harmonious, and there may be many frictions in the future, in the face of a monster war like this, we can put aside our differences for now, right? This is my last request. If anything happens to me on the front lines, I hope you can take my place and command the rest of the troops to prevent the overall situation from collapsing."

Instead of explaining his personal request to Lyon, Orpheus suddenly grabbed Britta's hand and quickly gave her instructions. Then, he waved his hand to summon a tamed horse-like monster, leaped onto it, and rode away.

Britta watched Ophimasso's departing figure and shook her head, saying:

"This guy, he's dreaming."

Although Britta said this, Lyon could tell that her tone wasn't one of dissatisfaction, so he asked:

"The Holy Maiden was moved by Ophimaso?"

"It wasn't that I was moved, but rather that I suddenly realized that she must have overcome countless hardships to get to where she is today."

Lyon understood; this was heroes appreciating heroes… no, it was heroines appreciating heroines.

While there are certainly conflicts, they still admire each other's personal charm.

Otherwise, Ophimasso wouldn't have given Britta such instructions as a precaution.

If Ophimasso were to truly perish, then Britta would be the only one left with the prestige to command the entire battlefield.

Before the conflict between the royal family and the Papacy was fully made public, for those outside the core leadership, there was no fundamental difference between listening to the princess and listening to the saintess.

"Lyon, what are your thoughts on Orpheus's basic arrangements?"

Standing before the deserted camp, Britta didn't rush to leave with Lyon. Instead, she grabbed his wrist and asked him this question.

Yes, the wrist.

This was also the first time she had made physical contact with Leon.

Chapter 180 You should say those words to Iris.

Feeling the warmth from Britta's soft hands and seeing her slightly hesitant yet earnest gaze, Leon's heart stirred.

This is a charm completely different from that of Iris.

He coughed lightly and said:

"From the current perspective, Her Highness the Princess's arrangements are not problematic. The only concern is that the First Regiment may not be strong enough to complete the interception mission."

“I had the same concerns. No, I should say that Ophimasso also anticipated this problem, which is why he chose to help the First Regiment.”

"Undeniably, the interception team faces the greatest pressure, but once successful, the pressure on the main base will be the least. This shows that Her Highness is not the kind of person who would abandon the wounded for the sake of victory. What she seeks is not a temporary victory, but a lifelong victory."

Lyon commented.

In fact, holding the base camp is one option.

Regardless of the wounded, launching a full-scale attack and intercepting from the flanks is also a viable option.

In terms of results and mobility, the latter is undoubtedly more efficient and has a better chance of stabilizing the situation during this second wave of monster riots.

Leaving a portion of the main force to guard the base camp, while allowing the wounded sufficient recovery time, also divides the main force, resulting in greater pressure on the frontline interception team and a greater risk of failure.

"You agree with me."

Britta nodded.

"Shall we go back then?"

Lyon was also worried about the situation on their side.

"No, there's still one crucial question I don't understand: where are Timia and Xuertuo? Do they still have missions to carry out?"

She held onto Leon's wrist and never let go.

"It's highly likely, based on my speculation, that these two are preparing to set up a magic array to draw out the sacred mural. Her Highness's original plan was to first suppress the first wave of monster riots over the next few days, and then have Machiru advance to the fifth rank to unleash a stronger divine magic, drawing out all the monsters from the side quests while also drawing out the divine ruins connected to the sacred mural."

Lyon organized his thoughts and speculated:

"Then, she only needed to suppress the demons step by step, complete the final task, and then enter the divine ruins to advance to the sixth rank. This was her original plan."

Britta pondered, "But something went wrong?"

"Yes, the first unexpected event was the failure of the floor master's Shadow Demon Spider's life alchemy. Originally, this step absolutely could not have failed. The monster riot is a different level of threat depending on whether the floor master is present or not."

Lyon nodded:

"Secondly, they didn't know that the monsters would eventually cause a second uprising, because they didn't witness the first monster uprising directly like we did, and they couldn't calculate the number of monsters involved in the uprising at that time, which didn't match the massive number of monsters on floors 39, 40, and 41."

Britta pondered:

"With Andrio and Magiru working together, they shouldn't have failed. What was the reason for their failure?"

Because she had been meditating, she hadn't noticed the problem when Maggie returned.

As for Iris, by then Maggie had already recovered from her injuries, and she assumed that Maggie's injury was just a normal one and not an accident, so she didn't ask any questions at the time.

“I think there might be a third party obstructing this. They even took the opportunity to ‘accidentally’ injure Machiru. It’s only because Machiru is an artificial demon with strong vitality that a normal fourth-tier spellcaster would likely die on the spot if she were accidentally injured like that.”

Lyon answered Britta's first question first, then reminded her:

“Holy Maiden, we must be careful from now on. This third-party force may have grand ambitions. Even if we want to maintain the safety of the camp, we must also pay attention to the depletion of magic power and always maintain a usage of more than two-thirds.”

"I understand. Let's go back then."

Only then did Britta release Leon's wrist as if nothing had happened, as if she had never shaken it at all.

Lyon smiled slightly and said:

"Your Holiness, although it's not appropriate to say this now, I still want to say that you look quite cute like this."

Britta is clearly a pure, aloof, and mature woman, but her appearance just now did indeed arouse Leon's affection.

Upon hearing this, the corners of her mouth first lifted slightly, but then she realized something and quickly composed herself.

Then she glared at Leon and said, "You should say that to Iris. She'll be very happy to hear it."

[Character Britta's affection level increased by 2%, current affection level 72%]

……

"The fighting outside is so noisy."

Iris stepped out of the tent with her wand and gazed into the distance.

It was now absolute darkness on the 41st floor. By the light of the fire in the camp and her own powerful eyesight from her light attribute, she could see the monster horde on the distant plains like a black line stretching across the ground, charging towards the camp under the oppressive darkness.

It can be seen that the interception team has quickly rushed up, cutting in from the middle, causing a lot of fighting and bloodshed.

Of course, due to the great distance, Iris could only see a rough outline.

"Just as Leon said, this second wave of monster riots is much larger in scale. Compared to this one, the last one was like child's play."

Iris clicked her tongue in amazement. Faced with a monster uprising of this scale, individual strength seemed quite insignificant.

Even legendary powerhouses wouldn't dare say they could fight this situation alone.

Of course, there's no way to solve it, but it's okay to take care of yourself.

Beside her, Magiru, wand in hand, walked out side by side—

This seemingly coordinated action was merely a coincidence; the two had not previously reached an agreement.

However, at this moment, Machiru had no mind to fight with Iris. Her right golden eye flashed with a mysterious light as she observed her surroundings.

"The magical fluctuations in the air are very strong, and there is the aura of fifth and sixth-tier magic everywhere. I seriously doubt whether Ophimaso's current legion can withstand this riot."

At this time-

"It'll be alright, let's see how many trump cards Ophimaso brought this time."

It was Leon's voice.

Their eyes lit up, and they turned to look to the side, only to find that Lyon and Britta had appeared from the side road.

"Hey, Lyon, weren't you going to the princess's tent? Why did you come back from the side road?"

"Iris asked."

"On our way back, we also inspected the area around the magic circle to see if there were any gaps we missed, so that the magic circle wouldn't be damaged."

Britta offered an explanation.

This scene, however, made Machiru's eyes flicker. Given Britta's style, she rarely offered explanations on her own initiative.

However, she didn't say anything; during a battle, one shouldn't be too distracted.

"In other words, our current task is simply to defend the camp and prevent the magic circle from being destroyed by monsters that rush in during the chaos?"

Karl, standing nearby, lifted the curtain and stepped out fully armed.

"Correct."

Chapter 181 If you don't believe me, do you still want to touch it, you boring master!

Lyon glanced at the knights who then emerged from behind the curtain:

"This time the danger is different from the past, but you can't fight with the mindset that sacrificing yourselves will turn the tide. I'll say it again: staying alive is the greatest victory, understand?"

The four nodded solemnly.

"We have overcome so many difficulties. As long as Your Excellency and the Holy Maiden are here, we are invincible!"

Bovary raised his sword and growled.

"Very good, very energetic, that's the kind of spirit we need."

Lyon didn't feel awkward at all.

In fact, after being praised by Bovary for so long, he had become accustomed to this style.

It's true that people can be quite scary. Even if someone doesn't like being praised all the time, they'll definitely feel uncomfortable if the other person stops praising them one day.

"Maintain this momentum, and we will conduct regular patrols of the camp to fill the troop shortages left by the garrison."

"Have you already contacted them in advance?"

Mark raised his hand to ask a question.

"No need for that. You're essentially the mobile unit, so you don't need to completely avoid them. By the way, while we need to be wary of monsters, we also need to be careful that some of them might have ulterior motives and use the excuse of fighting monsters to 'accidentally' harm you, understand?"

Lyon offered a reminder.

"accidental injury?"

"The reasons are rather complicated, and I'll explain them later, but don't let your guard down. If you're careless, you could really die. It would be ironic if you didn't die at the hands of monsters but at the hands of humans."

Seeing Lyon's serious expression, the others also became solemn.

After spending so much time together, they became familiar with his style and knew that he would never speak without reason.

In fact, almost everything he says comes true, which corresponds to the 'astrologer' profession he performed the day before yesterday.

"Now the four of you can go on patrol. Go quickly and come back quickly. If you find any monsters that you can't handle, shout loudly, understand?"

The four men accepted the order and set off from the other side of the road, swords in hand.

At this moment, Leon remembered some prisoners still in the camp, looked at Maggie, and asked:

"Magical, what's your relationship with Utaman and Kess like?"

"Utaman?"

Maggie waved her hand:

"He's just a kid in an adult's skin, a fool who never grows up. I don't know him well. As for Kesi, I've only heard of her, but I don't know her well either."

Lyon was speechless, and couldn't help but complain:

"Andrio has a really strange sense of humor, raising a child in the skin of an adult and an adult in the skin of a child."

Is the kid naughty?

Maggieru glared at Leon: