You are all my wings!

For Lyon, the focus of this profession has never been on stats, but rather on deception skills and the aura of trust.

It was precisely because of this skill that he survived countless trials and tribulations to get to where he is today.

[Core Professional Skill: Interference Trust Aura]

[Effect: In addition to deceiving intelligent beings, it can also deceive matter to create a remote interference effect. The strength of the deception depends on the level of mental power. If one possesses intuitive abilities, the deception effect can be greatly enhanced.]

Seeing this skill, Leon was both disappointed and pleased.

Disappointingly, this skill is currently of little use to the deceitful Timia.

What's pleasing is that even material goods can be defrauded; the style of my profession seems to be getting more and more outrageous.

Was it because it was in shared mode and the absorption efficiency was too high that the skill was suddenly boosted to an even more extraordinary level?

That's not bad either.

"Hey, are you ready to advance?"

It seems that Timia has already realized that Lyon's advancement is over.

Lyon then opened his eyes and laughed:

"Thank you, Protector. With an epic-level expert like you here, this is the safest advancement I've ever experienced in my life."

Upon hearing this, Timia frowned slightly:

"What nonsense are you talking about? I'm just a legend."

“Even a seasoned legend like Prince Sambor, who has conquered all corners of the world, couldn’t do anything to you. How could you possibly be just a legend? Besides, your Distortion Domain ability just now has already revealed too much information.”

Upon hearing this—

boom!!!!

A deafening thunderclap seemed to resound in Lyon's mind, instantly making him dizzy.

Fortunately, his magic resistance has improved after training with the first-order frequency of the Monster Muscle Resonance Technique.

In just a moment, he recovered, his eyes regained their clarity, and he looked directly at Timia in front of him.

There was no thunder outside, so it seems the sound just now was transmitted to his soul from a distance.

"My dear Leon, have you ever heard that knowing too many secrets can easily lead to death?"

She walked over and gently stroked Lyon's smooth, delicate cheek.

Lyon didn't move; in fact, he couldn't move at the moment.

It can only be said that it is indeed an epic, as a certain kind of distorted field has clearly formed around her.

However, he did not panic, because after guessing who Timia was, he knew that he was of great value to Timia and that she would not kill him.

In fact, judging from Timia's previous actions, it was clear that she had no intention of killing him; what she just said was merely a warning.

"In theory, it is easy to die if you know too many secrets, but it is not easy to die if you know more, right, the revered First Saint Margaret?"

Timia narrowed her eyes slightly.

Then, Leon felt the invisible restraints on his body instantly loosen.

He loosened his grip and laughed, "Looks like I guessed right."

"How did you figure that out? I don't recall you ever meeting me under my other identity."

Timia's expression was ambiguous, but her innate charm never faded.

Lyon smiled slightly and pointed his long, slender index finger to the sky:

"My divination skills are always very accurate. Didn't you witness it last time?"

"Hmph, if it weren't for your divination skills, I would have killed you to silence you."

Timia leaned her face closer as if to intimidate her.

Seeing that Leon remained unmoved, she said, somewhat bored:

"However, there must be other factors besides divination that make you connect me with Margaret's identity, right? Tell me about it. If you do, I can share some of the legendary monster meat I recently hunted with you. You need it to improve your physique, don't you?"

Legendary monster meat?

So generous?

Lyon became secretly wary. Was she really that kind?

Or was it simply because of the value he demonstrated that she felt she had to win him over?

“Since we have already determined that you are an epic-level expert, and you feel awkward about protecting Britta, it means that you are most likely a saint from the same generation as Acting Pope Moripe, and that this lineage has continued to this generation.”

Timia's eyes narrowed:

"Why not an older saintess? After all, the accumulation required for an epic-level advancement is so great that it's impossible to advance without enough time."

“Sorry, I forgot to mention something. You also said before that ‘she is the only person left in this world who can act as a representative of the gods.’”

Lyon smiled slightly:

"With this level of secrecy, apart from someone of the Pope's or Acting Pope's level, or the previous generation of Saintess, who could know whether there is a candidate for the executor? Since you need to move between two forces to do such a troublesome task, you are obviously not in the core of power, and it is even less likely that you are a more senior Saintess. So the answer is obvious: you are either the First Saintess Margaret or the Second Saintess Tumoria, because only these two are the ones who were passed down from the previous generation to this generation."

"Then how did you know about this secret?"

Timia frowned. She roughly understood Leon's deduction process. The key point was the core intelligence that "only the Pope's representative and the saint knew that there were no alternatives for the God's representative." Secondly, it was the few words she had revealed earlier that made the other party immediately aware of her situation.

That is, he was under the command of Mouripe (the acting pope) and Castiglione (the pope), and thus had to carry out this mission of protection.

It has to be said that this guy is indeed meticulous; he deduced my identity in an instant from just a few words exchanged.

"This part is divination."

Lyon smiled and said, "It's divination!"

"But what makes you think that Margaret, who appears to be a sixth-tier being, could actually be a hidden epic-level being? Could she be one of the other people from the previous generation who lost their sainthood?"

Timia was somewhat unwilling, feeling that her identity had been exposed so easily, which was unbecoming of a master.

Fortunately, he still had a lot of hidden information. Leon only saw through his identity, so he hadn't completely lost face.

Chapter 332 The Loli Saintess is real, and so is the Wind-Smooth Noblewoman.

"Once the status of a saintess is lost, it means the failure of divine protection. I can't think of any human who could advance to epic level in just over forty years old without divine protection. Moreover, the characteristics accumulated by the other seven saintesses of the previous generation are quite different from the characteristics you just used."

Leon shrugged, excluding, of course, the seven female protagonists who had the protagonist's halo.

"Then why not Tumoria?"

"Because her class is warrior."

"You even know her professional background? That's a very deep secret."

"There's nothing I can do, it's all what divination told me."

"You must have some other secret intelligence sources."

"If that's how you want to think, there's nothing I can do."

"Very well, Leon. You've rejected my temptations time and time again, and you still dare to be so defiant in front of me. It seems you think I won't kill you, so you're so confident?"

Timia's eyes flashed with a hint of murderous intent.

"That's not the case. I just feel that your initial actions in trying to seduce me didn't seem like you were really trying to seduce me, but rather you were performing what you perceived as seduction."

"And now?"

Timia frowned.

"As for now, that alluring look has a lot more flavor, it's more rounded and natural. It's gone from being overtly flirtatious to exuding charm naturally in every gesture. This level has improved by more than one notch. It shows that your previous portrayal of Timia was too deliberate. On the contrary, now, because you don't want to pretend, you've released your true charm. It's clear how much this mission has damaged your charm."

Lyon took the opportunity to offer his praise.

This clearly flattered Timia, whose eyebrows curved almost imperceptibly as she softly hummed:

"You're smart to know your place."

Leon observed Timia's expression and thought to himself, "Although this guy is still putting on an act, he's definitely showing more of his true colors now."

It is clear that Timiya's allure is innate, a matter of her very nature.

I just don't know if her sexy bottom has been explored yet.

After all, according to rumors, Prince Sambor secretly went to war on the day of his wedding and never shared a room with her.

It is evident that Timia displayed peak legendary strength at that time, intimidating Sambor. As for her advancement to epic level, it should be a recent event.

Leon could make a slight deduction about this from her distorted domain characteristic.

"Miss Timia... no, should I call her Miss Margaret?"

"You can have whichever one you like, it's fine with you."

As she spoke, Timia's face returned to its bright smile from earlier. She reached out and gently stroked Leon's face, deliberately exhaling warm breath.

She teased Leon again.

This time, although she withdrew her pressure, Leon still did not move, because if he moved at this moment, she would probably release her pressure again.

However, this made Lyon a little suspicious. Although he guessed that he was Margaret, there was still a question.

She's a saint, how did she manage to be so alluring?

Where did the code of sanctity go?

After a moment's thought, Leon asked:

"You're comfortable with both names? It seems you're quite used to both identities, and both are genuine? You split your soul and created two identities? So you not only have two identities that you can switch between at any time, but you can also split into two bodies when necessary? One is the petite First Saintess Margaret, and the other is the voluptuous noblewoman Timia now?"

Timia's teasing of Leon stopped.

She turned to gaze at Leon, her hand stroking his cheek with increasing gentleness:

"Looks like you've discovered another piece of information. You're quite the clever little devil."

Leon understood. No wonder her previous flirtatious act seemed so deliberate, but now it felt so natural.

Besides the task causing her to lose her mindset, what's more obviously important is that perhaps one of her souls took away more desires, while another soul became more sacred because of the desires that were taken away.

This separation also allowed her to navigate between her two identities with ease, while also exempting her from the saintess's requirement of purity.

Of course, it's possible that she was just a bit flirtatious in her words and actions, but her body still couldn't violate this sacred code.

After all, the status of a saintess is protected by the gods, so it's likely that problems will arise if the rules are broken.

"No, no, but you just said that if I explained my reasoning process well, you would give me legendary monster meat. Is that true or false?"

Leon deliberately pointed at her, telling her to stop touching and hurry up and get the meat on!

"Very good, you have passed my test. This is legendary monster meat, take it."

Timia snorted, took out a compressed magic item bottle from her bosom, and casually handed it to Leon.

Leon could tell that Timia was clearly unhappy that he had seen through her hidden identity.

This is understandable, as Margaret was a loli saint in the original story, and there was no way she could have any similarity to the current Timia. She was the perfect disguise.

In reality, the Lolita Saintess is real, and the Wind-Gentle Noblewoman is also real.

This is different from Orpheus's second personality, which is uncontrollable and obviously has a greater effect on enhancing her potential. Once resolved, it leads to rapid progress.

On the contrary, with Timia's soul and body both splitting apart, Leon had a feeling that something bad was going to happen in the future.

Of course, this method involves the secret arts of the Vatican, which he doesn't know much about, and his intuition may not be accurate.

Seeing that Leon would rather look at the monster's flesh than at her, Timia snorted again and said:

"Remember my warning: you can assist Britta, but you can't have any more romantic relationships with her, understand?"

"I can't guarantee that."

Leon shrugged, then changed the subject:

"However, I will handle this matter later, and the proposal will continue. As for the matter of destroying her sanctity and purity, she is currently bound by sacred constraints, so it is not that simple. You can rest assured."

"Sacred Shackles?"

Timia was taken aback.