You are all my wings!

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Her affection for him had reached such an extreme that she couldn't wait to see him even if they were apart for a day.

"The Burrow?"

Ophelia glanced at Lyon's house and nodded slightly:

"With your talent and ability, this house is indeed a humble dwelling, but it doesn't matter. You can move into a big house in a few days."

"A big house?"

Lyon was taken aback; what kind of gourd was she selling?

You want to give yourself a house?

Weren't the spoils already divided up?

"Yes, you should be happy. Father has approved our marriage. As long as the battle for succession ends after Easter, we can hold our wedding ceremony."

Ophimasso said it as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"No, let me catch my breath. Didn't Your Highness clear out the remaining monsters in the dungeon? Judging from Your Highness's appearance, you must have returned to the surface relatively early this morning, right?"

Ophimaso praised, "As expected of you, you could tell at a glance that I had just left the dungeon. However, didn't you consider that even if I were in the dungeon, I could still write to my father to push for our marriage?"

"???"

Lyon was shocked. So it was you who took the initiative to write the letter and ask for it.

He had assumed that it would take a considerable amount of time for the rumors to reach King Horcia IX, and that it would also take the inner court to conduct its investigation and understand him.

It's even quite possible that after discovering that their identity is ordinary, they might advocate for rejecting the marriage and suppressing the rumor.

Unexpectedly, Ophimasso was so bold as to write a letter directly.

The key point is that his previous attitude wasn't very clear: as long as she didn't accept Iris and the others, he wouldn't agree to the marriage.

It now seems that Ophimasso clearly intends to act first and ask questions later, making the deed done.

"Your Highness's motivation is truly the highest I know. It's remarkable, truly remarkable."

"You're happy too, aren't you?"

Ophimosa's dark pupils lit up noticeably.

She failed to notice the subtle nuances in Leon's tone, seemingly because she was too happy to pay attention to his emotions.

However, to be fair, she's not the type of person who gets easily bothered by small emotions.

"This is fantastic! This might be the best news I've ever heard, but—"

Lyon shrugged:

"Has Your Highness forgotten what I said before?"

"You mean you don't want a marriage that's just a formality? Don't worry, I've thought it over carefully these past few days and I've made up my mind to become your real husband and wife."

As Ophimasso spoke, a faint blush crept onto her cheeks:

“I will try my best to do the things that real couples do with you. Although it may be difficult, I feel that nothing is insurmountable when I am with you.”

Lyon wondered, could this be the so-called "absence makes the heart grow fonder" principle?

A brief separation between a man and a woman may physically suppress intimacy, but it can also accumulate deep emotions.

After being separated for nearly ten days, she made even more decisions.

It must be said that Lyon was indeed somewhat tempted by Ophie Marceau's passionate and bold advances.

For a fleeting moment, I thought that spending my life with her might not be so bad.

But he quickly realized he couldn't do that.

If he really did that, the support he received from the female protagonist alone would be far from enough to face the God of the End.

Moreover, if the original plot were to unfold as it is, and if he hadn't made any changes, Ophim Marceau would have been destined to die of illness at the end of the next film.

Besides her, Britta, Terena, and Machiru will also gradually fade away and perish.

Of these female protagonists, only Iris and the unborn Keketi have a chance of surviving until the fourth and final installment.

If they had taken the wrong route, the chances of either of them perishing along the way would not have been low.

Camille, whom Leon has not yet met, will also be forced into the great war between the old and new magic in the third movie and perish in the middle of the movie.

"Your Highness, have you forgotten the other things I mentioned?"

"what's up?"

Ophim Marceau watched Leon with a smile, a sweet expression on her face that showed she was completely unaware of what Leon meant by what he was talking about.

This sweetness was something Lyon had never seen on her face before.

If possible, Leon didn't want to spoil her good mood.

Should we just say it directly?

Moreover, at this point, simply saying that I want to have multiple relationships at the same time is clearly not acceptable. She clearly intends to act first and ask for permission later, and probably won't accept this reason at all.

After thinking for a moment, Lyon came up with an explanation.

“Your Highness, I am very happy that the marriage has been arranged, and I hope that one day in the future we can become a formal and real husband and wife.”

His voice lowered:

"But actually, there are some things I've been hiding from you. Since you came to see me today, I think it's time to be honest with you."

"You're hiding it from me?"

Ophimosa's eyes flickered slightly, but her face still wore a sweet smile.

"Yes, I am actually sick, a very serious illness."

Lyon began to improvise a story:

"My illness initially manifested as a surge in magic power. Every so often, the magic power within my body would surge uncontrollably. Your Highness has always been curious as to why, even though I am only at the third rank, my magic power seems stronger than that of other ordinary fifth or sixth-rank spellcasters. This is the reason."

Chapter 252 No! I'm going to have your child!

Ophimazo seemed thoughtful:

"There are actually such miraculous illnesses in this world? But your magical power is indeed higher than normal. Even I, with the special resources provided by the royal family, have only reached nearly three times the limit after years of training. Yet you, at only the third rank, have magical power that is quite close to mine... But how does this conflict with our marriage?"

"Of course there is. My condition, the surge in magic power, is only in its early stages."

Lyon's tone was deep and serious;

"About two or three years ago, this surge in power was indeed a good thing for me, allowing me to easily cope with many crises. Until last year, I experienced side effects."

Ophie Marceau's expression turned serious; judging from Leon's demeanor, he certainly didn't seem to be lying.

Moreover, even if she had never heard of this illness before, the world is a vast and wondrous place.

The magical power that Leon is currently displaying cannot be simply explained by his multiple professions.

"My side effects cause me to feel extremely uncomfortable and in excruciating pain every now and then. The higher my magic power increases, the more painful it becomes. Of course, if the magic power only increases from the flesh of a monster, I don't experience this discomfort."

Lyon's thinking became increasingly clear:

"Not only that, I also found that there are no side effects to the magic power gained from leveling up or taking on multiple jobs."

Ophim Marceau nodded:

"I see. You found that magic power that grows normally is relatively harmless, which is why you tried to take on multiple jobs?"

“That’s right. Not only that, but this normal increase in magic power also allows me to suppress these symptoms and slow down their onset. I searched through all the magic books but couldn’t find any records of these things, which is why I’ve never told anyone before. I feel much better after telling Your Highness today.”

Lyon let out a long, deep breath, looking relieved.

Upon hearing this, Ophie Marceau couldn't help but hug Leon and comfort him:

"You've really gone through a lot, Leon. You have to fight against illness every day, and I'm still causing you all sorts of trouble. You've saved me so many times, and I always hope you can help me solve all sorts of management and command problems."

The guilt in her words made Leon feel a little guilty as well.

There's no other way; it's for world peace!

A little guilt, but it's better to do without it!

Leon grabbed Ophimasso's shoulder and said:

“Your Highness, I kept it from you before, but I think you should know that there is something wrong with my bloodline! The pain is not an exaggeration, but anyone else would find it unbearable! So even if we were to become husband and wife, I'm afraid it would be inappropriate to have a child who would suffer.”

This story, adapted by Leon from Maggie Lu, is heartfelt and sincere, and Leon's performance is very moving.

He portrayed the subtle inferiority complex beneath Maggie's arrogance with remarkable depth.

But this was just the groundwork he laid; the real action was yet to come.

Upon hearing this, Ophimasso was startled.

Seeing Leon looking so sorrowful, how could she not feel heartache?

For a strong woman like her, seeing a consistently assertive man suddenly reveal a weakness would be more heartwarming than seeing a cute child.

At that moment, Ophimosa felt a surge of deep affection for Leon and only wanted to comfort him.

[Character Ophimosa's affinity +3%, current affinity 80%]

"No! I will bear this child for you! And only for you! No matter how afraid I am of this, nothing can stop my determination!"

She held Leon's hand tightly and said softly:

“Leon, don’t be afraid of the child suffering. I will take responsibility for teaching him, helping him, and using all my strength and resources to raise our child safely.”

Although Lyon did not think his previous statements would achieve his goal, Ophim Marceau's boldness in expressing herself still exceeded his expectations.

With the same level of affection, Iris is still shyly basking in her innocence, while Ophimosa is already thinking about how to have children and how to arrange their future.

And this was based on Ophimasso's deep aversion to matters between men and women.

If she were to overcome this inner demon one day, given Orpheus's terrifying physique, Leon wouldn't even dare to imagine how much "public grain" he would have to pay every day, and it's quite possible that he wouldn't have a single drop left.

"Your Highness, this is only one aspect of the side effects I mentioned."

Leon cleared his throat and continued:

"Another aspect is the symptoms of an excessive surge in magic power."

"Did the magic power surge too much?"

Ophimasso looked puzzled.

"Your Highness may not know, but because my current magic power is far beyond my current level, every time it surges, my body almost cannot withstand the surge in magic power and I am on the verge of death. This is different from the pain and torment I mentioned before; it is something that is even more life-threatening."

Lyon said seriously:

"Therefore, in order to resolve the symptoms of this surge in magic power in advance, I will use various methods to channel it beforehand, so as to avoid the risk of exploding when magic power surges again."

"Will it explode?"

Ophim Marceau touched Leon's body with concern, then breathed a sigh of relief:

"It seems you haven't reached your flare-up time yet."

"Yes, Your Highness, because I have recently discovered a good method for channeling the fluids."

Lyon said slowly.

"What method?"

Ophim Marceau sensed the gravity of Leon's words, and his expression also turned somber.

Is this method particularly troublesome or difficult?

Alas, ill-fated Lyon.

So it turns out that your strength and wisdom are the result of enduring many hardships.

She was filled with emotion.

[Character Ophimosa's affinity +2%, current affinity 82%]