You are all my wings!

"Ahhhh, I'll talk, I'll talk."

Greed lay prostrate on the ground, breathing slightly:

"Among the corruptors in this group from the palace, besides the mage I just corrupted, there's the legendary swordsman Abraham, who must have been lurking for three or four years. He's corrupted by evil spirits and has complete control over them. The other is a sixth-tier assassin named Xuertuo, who was corrupted by a dreadful spirit three days ago. The corruption level should be around 50-60%. He's not particularly strong, so he should be able to finish in a few more days."

Upon hearing this, Ophimasso's eyes turned slightly cold.

Even her trusted confidant, Xuertuo, was infected, and the timing was precisely on the eve of her return to the Holy See from the divine ruins.

"The elf team consists of three people who were sent here for the Six Nations Talks. The legendary illusionist, Tigervansch, infiltrated the group three or four years ago and is now fully infected. The other two are Tigervansch's apprentices, one named Reggie and the other named Guanghe, both of whom are strong sixth-tier. The former is skilled in light and electricity magic, and the latter is skilled in light nurturing magic. They also infiltrated the group three days ago, and their infection level is estimated to be around 30% to 40%."

Lyon nodded slightly; the situation on the elves' side was about what he had predicted.

"Among the Papacy's group, you've already met the Second Saintess Tumoria and High Priest Pluto, as well as the current generation of Holy Knight Tigrilang, whom you haven't met yet. Tumoria and Tigrilang were infected a month ago, while Pluto was infected a month ago."

Greed was anointed with holy light many times, and finally he behaved himself and stopped having wild thoughts.

Britta narrowed her eyes slightly: "Why are so many invasions starting three or four years ago?"

"Because from that point on, we noticed that the seal on the passage between the two worlds left by the goddess Astalia had weakened significantly."

The path of greed and evil.

Britta wondered if the seal had weakened because the gods had transferred their remaining authority to her.

Lyon caught a glimpse of Britta's expression, instantly understanding her thoughts, and patted her slender, snowy shoulder:

"Don't keep thinking about the past; that's the responsibility of powerful beings at the god level."

Britta looked back at Lyon and thought to herself, "He really is watching me all the time."

[Character Britta's affection level increased by 1%, current affection level 106%]

Lyon asked Greed, "Where are the other two infected members of the Dragonkin team?"

"I really don't know, brother. The dragon people's team is too deeply entrenched. They weren't originally going to participate in our operation. It was only because our eldest sister discovered that they happened to be here that she invited them to join. But I really don't know anything else. Please don't stab me anymore. If you stab me again, I'll only die when I go back to the Netherworld!"

Greedy immediately begged for mercy.

Lyon stared at Greed, sensing that he was still hiding something.

"You've made such a big fuss just to unleash that top-tier demon that's been sealed away?"

"Yes, yes, and we can also earn some spiritual energy from your powerful beings. You know, the spiritual talent of your world is suppressed and sealed within the body for many years, so we can earn a lot of spiritual energy by infecting the people here."

The greedy little chick nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, seemingly having truly confessed everything.

This intelligence was certainly important, but Lyon had already seen through what he was secretly hiding.

"This guy isn't telling the truth, Rita, cast Holy Light."

"it is good."

Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!

As the holy light of divine energy fell upon Greedy, he trembled violently, and the shadows around him thinned considerably.

"I've told you everything, but you won't believe me. You might as well just seal me away. That way, even if I manage to return to the Netherworld, I won't have any chance of survival!"

The greedy and tyrannical energy surged violently, and even the holy light locks embedded in his body dimmed slightly.

"Is your goal to expand the passage between the two worlds? In other words, are you the vanguard?"

Lyon asked out of the blue.

The shadowy figure of Greedy trembled slightly: "Brother, what are you joking about? We were just playing around, we didn't mean to make it that big, really, I'm not lying to you."

Lyon said, "Lies mean nothing to me. You know, I'm born able to see through any lie. For example, you said you didn't know anything about the dragonman team, but in reality, you recognized which two dragonmen they had corrupted, and you even used your abilities to figure out the nature of their abilities, didn't you?"

With evil in front of him, he planned to take the opportunity to commit fraud and extract some "truth within falsehood".

Based on the previous success of the Deceitful Monarch in infiltrating the Demon Lord, the Deceitful Demon Lord could earn even more.

Tannie was stunned. Could this person in front of him really be born with the ability to see through any lie?

"What? You don't believe me? You can say a few words and see if I can see through it."

Lyon said with a smile.

Greedy thought to himself, "He must be lying to me. If that's the case, then let him see how terrifying I am!"

……

A few minutes later.

Greed and sin have made life meaningless; look to the heavens for solace.

Lyon quietly extracted the 'true within the false', carefully counted it, and found that he had earned about 10 shares, bringing his total to 120 shares.

The original total should have been over 150, but in order to deceive and solidify the seventh-tier powerful material into a secret treasure, about 30 portions were used up. This stuff is gone once it's used up.

To obtain new lies, one must either continue to spread the existing lies or create new lies and gain the approval of key individuals in order to continue extracting them.

Beside him, Ophie Marceau couldn't help but lean closer to Lyon and whisper, "Darling, are you really born with the ability to see through any lie?"

Lyon chuckled, never expecting that his bluff would even fool Ophie Marceau.

He then put his arm around Ophimaso's slender waist and said, "When have you ever seen me lie to you?"

"Pah! You lie to me every day!"

Ophim Marceau rolled her eyes at Lyon and sighed, "But you are my darling after all, so let's just lie to each other, as long as you are sincere to me."

"I've never lied to you. You see, if I really wanted to lie to you, wouldn't I have kept my relationship with Rita, Iris, and Maggie Lu a secret?"

"You just know you can't hide it from me. You might even be secretly seeing some sexy girls outside."

Ophie Marceau felt she had gained some understanding of Leon's true nature; he was certainly a very good person, but he was far too much of a womanizer.

“Ophie, you’ve misunderstood me. Even if I meet other women, it’s all by chance, not because I did it on my own initiative. And even if I meet others, you will always be the first in my heart.”

Listening to Leon's unreliable words, Ophim Marceau knew that he was definitely trying to appease her, but she still thought, oh well, Leon has already said so.

I couldn't help but soften my heart.

This iron-blooded female swordswoman always showed a tough exterior before softening in front of Leon.

So she simply told Leon.

She was going to flaunt her love in front of Britta!

Smack, smack, pop, pop.

The sound was made extremely loud.

Beside her, Britta quietly closed her eyes, using a King-level Holy Prayer spell to transmit all the information that Lyon had just interrogated her.

The recipients of this message naturally include Astalia and Margaret.

Because she was busy with other things, she could only let Leon and Ophimosa be affectionate with each other.

Fortunately, she didn't mind Lyon's womanizing ways; otherwise, if her position had been reversed with Britta's, it would have definitely sparked another fierce struggle.

A moment later, Britta opened her eyes, glanced at Lyon and Ophimasso, and said:

"The deity has sent back a message. She said that the seal has not shown any signs of weakening, and there are no signs of invasion in the surrounding area. She will take some time to return to the Holy Realm to replenish her divine energy and recover her condition. Once the seal is triggered, she will rush back immediately. She told us to eliminate the informants and not to rush to attack the other demons until she returns."

"Did the deity say how long it would take?"

"Ideally, it should be delayed for a week. If a week is not possible, at least three or four days."

Britta Road.

Leon frowned. Astalia had said she would handle things before leaving, but now she suddenly wanted to return to the Holy Realm. It seemed that she had probably sensed the enemy's strength and knew that she couldn't deal with it for the time being, so she suddenly decided to go back.

Or did she see a change in Castiglione's demeanor and change her mind?

Lyon asked, "In a week, will she be fully recovered? Or what percentage?"

Britta shook her head: "She didn't go into details."

Lyon said, "It'll probably take at least a week. Let's stall for now. Since the demons haven't made a move yet, they might have other plans. Anyway, we've temporarily eliminated this informant. It will be much harder for them to get information about the entire capital. From now on, let's all stay together and not go anywhere else to avoid being dealt with separately. As long as we're okay, even if the others are infected, they can be saved later."

Moreover, Lyon is currently short of time.

Given enough time, he could definitely learn several king-level fire and ice magic spells, increasing his combat power even more.

I have enough magic power; I just need a suitable spell to boost my attack power.

Ophiuchus then pointed to the dying Don Quixote on the ground and said:

“Leon, once this guy is healed, let him hide away. He’s a trusted confidant of the Emperor. Although he’s eccentric and ugly, he’s reliable and can be used as a surprise weapon.”

Britta pondered for a moment, then her face suddenly flushed slightly.

Ophim Marceau noticed Britta's expression, was first surprised, then stunned, before realizing what Lyon had just said.

He said, "The three of us should stay together?"

Does Lyon intend to have two women in one night?

Pshaw, no, no, Britta hasn't been freed from her bonds yet.

Could it be that she just communicated with the gods and was secretly freed from her restraints?

Ophimasso was lost in thought.

Bretta spoke, her beautiful, pearl-like eyes, framed by her narrow corners, gleaming slightly as she spoke casually:

"So, where are we going to spend the next few nights?"

……

After half an hour.

The tavern where Helvie had previously imprisoned Lyon.

This place is big enough; it was previously a property that Herwiz secretly controlled. Lyon simply took it over, since the owner isn't here right now anyway.

Staying here, close to the city gate, means that if anything happens in the capital, one can rush there immediately, making it a place where one can attack or defend.

Since the targets of the demonic possession were almost entirely known, Lyon, through divination, selected a group of people who were tentatively considered reliable and sent them a message remotely (Brietta could do this through her authority), reminding them not to unfold the poems to avoid being corrupted.

Those notified to be discreet included King Turlongye, the head of the Mage Corps (the rest of the court's legendary figures were temporarily safe elsewhere), the previous Holy Knight Chekov, the current Holy Knight Bruno, and a group of sixth-rank individuals.

Meanwhile, those who were close to Lyon were gathered together by him.

After all, there are degrees of closeness and distance, and others may not believe him, so he only notified them.

Those who trust him are mostly women, or those who are temporarily unrelated to this matter.

At this moment, the women gathered together, their beautiful eyes, each with its own unique charm, all turned to look at Leon, waiting for his explanation.

A group of beautiful women sat there, it was simply a feast for the eyes.

The room shone brightly!

Snow-white and shiny!

If we were bold enough, we could even throw a silver party...

Leon coughed lightly, his gaze sweeping over the various beauties on the table, each with their own unique posture and expression.

Those present at this moment included Iris, Magiru, and Hamra, who were brought by Margaret.

Because Margaret had been in charge of looking after them, she forcibly brought them over as soon as Britta notified her. The three women were still a bit confused and didn't understand what was going on. They were even a little puzzled as to why this unfamiliar First Saintess was suddenly so strong (she displayed legendary strength but didn't reveal her epic-level foundation).

And Camille's group, including Terena, Tenia, and Langley.

Camille had been instructed by Leon to look after the three of them, and Camille knew the importance of Terena and Tenia, so she went without hesitation.

The two little girls had been fast asleep until now, each wearing a thin nightgown, their delicate white hands rubbing their eyes, staring blankly at a group of unfamiliar and beautiful women in front of them.

Besides the first two groups, there were also Britta and Ophimasso, sitting next to Lyon.

A total of 10 women.

Holy and virgin mature woman, noble mature woman, demon loli, beautiful elf, gentle elf, dragon girl, dragon warrior, super intelligent loli, virgin mature woman, loli noblewoman dual body...

It seems that apart from Camille having a moderate level of affection and Margaret having an unclear level of affection, the affection levels of the others present are all quite high (Langri has subtly confessed her feelings).

Even with Taynia, whom I've only known for a short time, my favorability rating is already 76%...

Leon didn't realize it when he called out to them, but now he realizes that he has unknowingly become involved with so many important women.

Considering that speaking casually here could very likely cause a very serious conflict.

Therefore, Lyon adopted a very serious and formal statement this time: