You are all my wings!

As the shadowy longsword materialized, the air seemed to be disturbed, emitting an indescribable chilling aura.

The astute Sword King of Moron narrowed his eyes the instant he saw the shadowy longsword materialize.

After observing for a moment, he grinned:

"Good, good, good! Fifty percent! This new characteristic of yours seems to have truly brought about a very wonderful transformation in you."

The instant the words landed—

Both swords swung down simultaneously.

clang!!!!!

A deafening clang of metal clashing suddenly rang out.

Beside her, Maggie's eyes widened in surprise. With the powerful insight granted by her golden eyes, she hadn't even been able to detect the signs of the two attacking just now.

Those two are so fast!

clang!clang!clang!

In an instant, the two simultaneously unleashed more than twenty sword strikes, their speed so fast that it seemed there was no room for thought; they attacked and defended against each other based solely on instinct!

The area around the camp was filled with flashing swords, a dazzling display of skill.

suddenly--

Bang! ! ! ! !

As the myriad sword shadows receded, the Sword King Molun seemed to have suffered a heavy blow, staggering back six steps.

He looked up at Lyon, his eyes filled with horror.

Is this fucking third-order?

Is the power boost from using powerful monster materials to advance two ranks really that terrifying?

Was he already very strong before?

Even with half of my strength combined with my honed skills, he still managed to overpower me.

Moreover, is that materialized shadow so hard?

The blade, shrouded in shadow, was actually enhanced to the point that it could clash head-on with his fifth-tier demonic sword for a short period of time!

Moreover, as the shadowy blade approached several times, the chilling aura that seemed to shred the air cut directly into his skin, making him wary several times. He recalled the scene of a pair of straight, shadowy scorpions and dared not take the blow head-on.

"Your strength has already reached twice its limit?"

Morren couldn't help but ask.

Double?

Although people in this world do not have clear attribute point divisions, their approximate rank differences can be calculated based on differences in strength, so multiples are often used to measure them.

Lyon smiled slightly. Before advancing to the next level, his pure strength had already exceeded the double limit of the second level (40 points), and he was only about ten points away from the double limit of the third level (60 points).

However, his strength had increased much more than expected this time, and considering that the actual number would frighten the other party, Leon gave an ambiguous answer:

"more or less."

almost?

That basically means it, right?

Molun Sword King thought he had received a positive answer, and an indescribable feeling arose in his heart.

There was both the discomfort of envy and jealousy, and the fear of Lyon's gift.

Even a long-lived species couldn't reach the double limit right after advancing to the third tier, right?

Although he hadn't used half of his strength yet, he had spent over thirty years accumulating power at the sixth rank before barely approaching twice the limit of the sixth rank!

How old is this guy again?

He looks very young...

No, it's also possible that they look young but are actually over thirty.

Yes, that must be it!

"Your Excellency Lyon, may I ask your age?"

He asked in a hoarse voice.

"Me? I just turned 17 three months ago."

Lyon tilted his head and glanced at Moron. He was in the prime of his life, so why did Moron look at him with such a desire to see him as an old hag?

Moron: "??????"

This is terrifying level three! Damn, only 17 years old!

"Okay, 17 is great, haha."

Moron dragged his sword along as he left, looking dejected.

Not only Moron, but also Maggie, who was standing to the side and heard the age, looked at Leon with a shocked expression.

Her eyes widened in surprise:

I'm someone who never grows up, while you've really just grown up?

After the initial shock, she realized that she felt a little strange.

What's going on? Why am I so excited?

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Chapter 205 Oh no! I think I said something I shouldn't have while I was half-asleep!

Ophimosa woke up with a headache.

Forcibly activating a legendary combat skill across two ranks, even with the aid of a secret treasure, still resulted in an unbelievable strain.

Where is this? A battlefield?

No, the pattern is that of a familiar tent dome.

"I was finally caught by Leon, and then I passed out?"

Her memories before falling into a coma gradually became clearer, and she even remembered being hugged by Leon and meeting Britta.

"Oh no, did they hear that?"

Her expression changed.

"Damn it! Did I say something I shouldn't have while I was in a daze?"

Britta must have misunderstood; although she asked if the saliva was sweet, it sounded absolutely strange.

But neither he nor Leon Berlón had done anything suspicious!

As for hugs, as for hugs...

That was an emergency measure, so let's leave it aside for now!

Although it was her first time being hugged by a man, it did feel novel.

Although this was the first time she had been subdued by a man using various forms of magic, it instilled in her a strong sense of self-worth.

Although this was the first time a man had tasted her saliva, she felt very strange.

Although this was the first time she had been confronted by a man so directly, it made her blush several times.

Despite the many new experiences, but...

This is absolutely not a filthy affair between men and women!

Absolutely not!

Taking a deep breath, Ophimasso's expression returned to calm.

Don't overthink it; the more you think, the more strange ideas you'll have.

She touched her waist; thankfully, the Dragon Slayer Sword, a secret treasure, was still there.

Although they have reached the level of secret treasures, they already possess a certain degree of intelligence and will not be easily taken away by others.

Although she trusted Leon's character, she did not trust his stance.

Before Lyon was recruited, they were still on opposing sides, and conflict was inevitable in the future.

Today I witnessed Lyon's talent and strategic wisdom firsthand. Putting everything else aside, I need to find a way to snatch him away from Britta as soon as possible.

Damn Britta!

When did you become so decisive and ruthless in your actions?

My previous subordinates were all a bunch of oddballs!

In terms of attracting talent and being unconventional, we clearly outperform our competitors!

and many more……

Or should we turn the tables on them?

Since he had already said such shameful things and lost all face, why not use this opportunity to sow discord between Britta and Britta?

If Britta suspects Leon and the two develop a rift, then with some maneuvering, wouldn't Leon be able to switch sides and join her?

Upon closer examination, it seems to have great potential.

But how do we get started?

Or, should we continue using the same angle of peeping at someone showering as before?

Should we bring up the saliva issue again later?

No, no, why are all the results using myself as the bait?!

Can't you come up with a more normal approach?

What's wrong with me?

Ophimosa shook his head violently.

She took a deep breath and stood up, lost in thought.

She was still dressed in riding attire, her slender body and long, shapely legs showing an extremely beautiful outline outside the tent.

Outside the tent, as if hearing her waking up, a voluptuous maidservant hurried over.

It wasn't that she was particular or insisted on bringing a maid to suppress a monster uprising in the underground town; rather, she genuinely needed the maid to handle many miscellaneous tasks and reduce her management burden.

In addition, this maid is quite capable, a senior fourth-level assassin, and also a skilled intelligence gatherer.

"Bigas, how long have I been unconscious?"

"Your Highness, you have been unconscious for about four hours."

Did anything unexpected happen during this time?

"No, you were unconscious for a short time before the monster tide gradually subsided. Currently, the battlefield is being managed by Grand Mage Tang De, and everything is going smoothly."

"Have the casualty statistics been released yet?"

"The total number of deaths is 17, and 31 people are seriously injured. All of them have been treated with intermediate healing techniques and need a week of rest. There are 100 people with minor injuries, and they are currently in good condition."

"A total of 17 deaths? Read the list."

"Alright, this is Gus, the deputy commander of the First Regiment..."

One strong Tier 5 fighter, three regular Tier 5 fighters, five strong Tier 4 fighters, and eight regular Tier 4 fighters were killed in action.

Those who died were all key players and top-tier fighters.

It's normal that the Tier 3 units didn't die, because most of them were left to defend the camp. Only a few elite Tier 3 units participated in the interception battle, but they were mainly at the rear of the formation, where they were relatively safe.

Upon hearing this, Ophimasso's expression turned grave.

Despite facing such a massive monster horde, only 17 people died, which is already a remarkable number.

But everyone is a living, breathing human being.