You are all my wings!

After all, pure-blooded elves are a superior race, naturally overwhelming humans.

Ophimasso's face darkened: "Miss Iris, do you think I need to have my body seen by everyone to prove myself?"

Iris retorted stubbornly, "I don't know, who knows if you're lying or not."

This conversation is going nowhere.

Lyon shook his head inwardly.

No, given the current situation, it's unlikely that they can deny it anymore.

Despite her identity as Britta, she was caught red-handed. If she really wanted to prove it, she only needed to ask the kingdom's rare professional liar detective to examine her, and then she would know that Ophimaso's words were not false.

Lyon's main hope was that Ophim Marceau could use Britta's offer to temporarily resolve the matter.

After that, all that's needed is to find a way to refute the rumors, and the problem will be solved.

Unexpectedly, Ophie Marceau was truly determined to marry him.

Is it because of my own actions that I raised the favorability rating too high?

Strangely, the affection level is only 62%, barely enough to pass the lover line, and it shouldn't be that deep yet.

Could it be that the arrival of Iris and Britta had the opposite effect?

Did this fuel Ophim Marceau's rebellious attitude?

Thinking of this, Leon reached out and patted Iris on the shoulder, saying:

“Iris, the fact is I did see it, there’s no need to argue about that.”

Iris knew there was no point in arguing anymore, so she could only hum a couple of times.

Then, she whispered to Lyon:

"Damn it! It was clearly the princess who condoned this rumor. She must have secretly set a trap to frame you!"

Lyon was ashamed; Elise's move was brilliant.

Speaking ill of Ophimosa in front of him and standing so close to me, doesn't he know how agile Ophimosa is?

Sure enough, Ophimasso's face darkened, and he took a step forward, grabbed Leon's wrist, and pulled him away.

She was the most agile player in the entire arena, and she was virtually invincible in close combat.

Although Britta is strong, her strength mainly lies in her spellcasting, and she is only at the fourth rank. Her agility is only half that of Ophima, so she can't react at all if she's not prepared.

"Miss Iris, although you and my future husband have a good friendship, you are single after all, so it would be better to be more discreet and not be so intimate with my future husband."

"Ophimosa said calmly."

Lyon's agility was indeed high, but he was completely outmatched by Ophimaso in terms of both rank and agility. So, he had no chance to fight back at close range and could only be forced to pull away.

Of course, if you really want to find a way to avoid Orpheus's grab, you can still do it with high-speed spellcasting.

But that would have made things very messy, so Lyon let the grab happen.

Iris glared angrily at Ophimaso:

"Leon hasn't even agreed yet, what right do you have to call yourself Leon your future husband? He's mine... mine..."

"Yours what?"

Ophim sneered.

Iris was stared at by Ophimasso's piercing gaze. She held out for a while, but eventually gave in and dared not utter those words.

On one hand, it's her nature; the closer it gets to this point, the less she dares to clarify the relationship. She's afraid that if she tells Leon, he'll look at her differently (in reality, she's overthinking it and doesn't realize that her act of stealing a kiss has been exposed). This is what they mean by being overly concerned and hesitant.

If it were when she had just reached 60 or 70 points of favorability, she would probably have readily admitted it if someone had provoked her.

Secondly, Ophimaso was indeed arrogant. As a strong fifth-tier expert who had mastered legendary combat skills two tiers ahead, the first female lead had rich experience and a resolute personality. Once she made up her mind, she would not change it easily. With this powerful aura, Iris was able to hold her own at first by relying on that momentum.

But when she realized what her words would mean, she immediately deflated.

"Since there's no special relationship between you, step aside. This has nothing to do with the affairs of your Elven Holy Land."

Ophimasso raised the victory flag high and took the opportunity to mock Iris.

It's just that Iris has less say right now and looks younger. If it were Grani, Ophimasso probably wouldn't use this tone.

Of course, whether Ophimosa felt uncomfortable seeing Iris and Leon's close and natural relationship was something she herself couldn't say for sure.

In short, she is very happy now.

Iris was enraged by the mockery. Her face turned red, and she began to organize her thoughts, considering how to retaliate.

"Your Highness, regarding your proposal..."

At this moment, Leon spoke up at the opportune moment:

"I don't think the current situation is suitable for a detailed discussion. How about we put it aside for now and give you an answer after I've calmed down?"

I need to cool down.

If we don't calm him down, he might just yell, "Stop fighting!"

That situation would be very difficult to manage.

It would be even more embarrassing if he prematurely ignited the conflict between the Papacy and the court, causing the situation to deteriorate further.

Ophelia glanced at Lyon:

"If you had said this before, I might have let you go, but now it seems that if I let you go, I might never see you again."

Lyon was speechless; those words were truly scathing.

Why does it feel like Orpheus is getting more and more assertive?

So she was really inspired by Britta and Iris to be competitive?

Britta scoffed, “Lyon is my advisor, and I have important matters to discuss with him. Ophimasso, you’ve only extended an invitation, but the marriage isn’t officially off, is it?”

"Let him go, but leave his head behind."

"Ophimaso said calmly, while toying with the Dragon Slayer Sword in his hand, the threat was quite obvious."

Lyon knew that Ophim Marceau would never cut off his own head, but in this situation, Britta probably wouldn't dare to gamble either.

Timia knew it was her turn to speak, so she chuckled and tried to smooth things over:

"Everyone, calm down. The monster tide hasn't completely subsided yet. It's not good for us to start fighting amongst ourselves so soon, is it? Besides, Ophie, didn't you have a plan that required the Saintess's help?"

She kept giving Ophimosa meaningful glances.

Chapter 220 He is also my one and only

Upon hearing this, Ophimasso's expression softened slightly, and he said:

“Now that things have come to this, I don’t want to make things too ugly. Britta, you can replace a strategist as many times as you want, but my husband, now and in the future, can only be one. He is so unique to me, and you don’t want to make things so tense with me over a strategist who can be easily replaced, do you?”

She said it with such confidence.

Lyon was speechless. Ophelia was still the kind of person who resisted matters between men and women, yet she was so shameless.

Britta said in a deep voice:

"For me, Lyon is also a one-of-a-kind... strategist!"

She paused for a moment before uttering the last four words.

"That's just a brain trust officer! Lyon will be my future husband!"

Ophim Marceau's expression flickered upon hearing this, before she smiled.

“However, arguing like this is not a solution. How about this, you all leave first, and Leon stays. I will talk to him all night and persuade him. Then you will have no reason to argue about him, right?”

Timia was speechless. Had Orpheus gone mad?

The more they talk, the more outrageous it gets.

Given her aversion to matters between men and women, would she really be willing to spend a night with a man?

She coughed lightly:

"Ophie, are you sure what spending a night with Leon means?"

"I know."

Ophim Marceau appeared calm:

"Don't worry, I won't do anything sordid, Timia. You know me, I've always disdained such things. I just intend to learn more about Lyon's past. After all, he knows so much about me, while I know so little about him."

"Heh, Ophimasso, this is your greatest selfishness. A person who disdains love between men and women dares to talk about how someone else is your one and only husband. It's really pathetic for Lyon."

Britta suddenly laughed, abandoning her usual elegance and composure, her words laced with sarcasm.

Upon hearing this, Ophimasso frowned and was about to speak.

And at that very moment—

Britta suddenly cast a spell.

A powerful holy light shot towards Ophimosa without warning. Sensing the danger, she grabbed Leon and tried to retreat.

At that moment, Britta reached out and grabbed Lyon's wrist, pulling him back.

boom!!!!

The tents were instantly annihilated by the holy light, and the ground within dozens of meters around them was scorched by the high temperature, oozing an astonishingly hot red liquid that hissed and emitted incredible heat.

Britta acted too hastily and premeditatedly, and with Lyon's willingness to cooperate, Ophim Marceau suddenly lost control of Lyon.

After all, at that distance, even she could only dodge when faced with magic that was so fast and so powerful.

"Since we can't continue the conversation, let's part ways for now, Ophimasso."

Immediately afterward, Britta pulled Lyon along and ran forward quickly.

Iris also leaped up and quickly followed.

Because of Britta's sudden spell, Ophimasso and Timia were both far enough away that they could only watch helplessly as Leon ran away.

Ophie Marceau raised an eyebrow, her tone tinged with anger:

"Breita, how dare you steal my future husband?"

Timia was secretly pleased. "Ophie, Ophie, it's not that your aunt doesn't want to help you, but you're too caught up in it right now and have lost your mind. Once you come to your senses, you'll definitely regret your crazy words and actions."

"Timia, after her!"

Ophimasso shouted the command:

"Everyone, everyone who can move, chase after him! Don't let Leon Belon get away!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she jumped up and quickly followed.

With her agility and stamina, she was confident she could easily catch up even if Britta got ahead.

The order for others to pursue was primarily to disrupt the escape route of the Saintess and Leon.

Just as Timia had guessed, Ophimasso was indeed out of control, doing things that she would never have decided to do in the past.

Given her rationality, she would have put the matter aside long ago when Britta came over and offered a way out.

Unexpectedly, after witnessing the intimacy between Iris and Leon, she lost her mind much faster than she had anticipated.

No, or rather, what she lost was not rationality, but a compromise on certain things that had been long ago.

As a commander and a prominent figure in the royal family bearing countless heavy responsibilities, she has not always been the one to make absolute decisions in order to achieve certain goals. Instead, she has made many compromises through more conciliatory means.

Only when she was the general leading the charge did she experience the exhilaration of letting go of everything.

For her, fighting monsters wasn't a burden; managing them was.

This is also why she was so eager to recruit Leon after discovering his many outstanding qualities.

However, just minutes ago, she realized that her purpose had subtly changed.

She hadn't thought carefully about what this meant; she simply let the anger wash over her without trying to suppress it.

Given her strong sense of self-control, suppressing this anger would have been no problem for her.

In an instant, a thought flashed through her mind: yes, perhaps she was provoked, or perhaps she harbored some resentment, so she wanted to indulge herself.