You are all my wings!

But Leon spoke with such confidence that Camille couldn't help but become suspicious.

Is he really that confident?

Or is he just bluffing, trying to force himself not to take the gamble and to stop interfering with his affairs with others?

Just as Camille hesitated, Leon smiled again and said:

“Miss Camille, as for the bet, bet yourself.”

"Bet on me?"

Camille chuckled sarcastically, "You truly live up to your reputation as a womanizer, always wanting more than you have. What, you want a taste of every woman?"

Actually, she wouldn't mind if the person she slept with was Leon.

Because the people of Xibang, from which she was born, are carnivorous, and the women are generally very proactive.

However, she has always had high standards and has never met anyone she likes.

As for Leon, he was the only one she could find pleasing to the eye, but his womanizing ways defeated her and made her give up on him.

Therefore, she was naturally determined not to involve herself and Leon in anything other than a savior-related relationship.

The relationship between the two, with its unresolved feud from a past life and the shared secrets of the future, is more than enough for Camille.

“Miss Camille is joking. I don’t want to eat every woman. I naturally have my own standards.”

Lyon smiled and said:

"But you misunderstood. The 'you' I want is someone who will work for me wholeheartedly from now on and become my subordinate. After all, although our common goal is to save the world, we often deviate from certain specific actions, which often results in the dispersal of our forces."

Camille: "Oh, really?"

She raised her eyelids slightly and spoke in a nonchalant tone.

When she heard Leon say that he didn't want her body, but just her to do things, she felt inexplicably unhappy.

She was unaware of this subtle emotion, and simply kept her scrutinizing gaze fixed on Leon.

Upon seeing Camille's expression, Lyon smiled and said:

"Of course, I'm not saying that Miss Camille isn't within my standards. After all, you have a slender and graceful figure, and your appearance is exactly my type. The first time I saw you, I wanted to get close to you and touch you. It's just a pity that Miss Camille has misunderstood me a lot, so I had to give up that idea. After all, I have to respect your opinion."

[Character Camille's affection level increased by 2%, current affection level 49%]

"You certainly know how to talk a good game."

Camille's complexion improved slightly.

"No, no, I'm telling the truth. As I said at the beginning, I've never dared to lie to you, Miss Camille."

This is, of course, a lie.

Lyon smiled slightly. He could try to extract the 'truth within the falsehood' later and see how much Camille believed.

It seems that my "lie-to-truth" skill is not only for extracting information, but also for judging how much the other party believes my lie based on the amount extracted.

Of course, the amount given will vary depending on the type of character, so a reference value needs to be set.

Based on his previous experience, the factors influencing the amount of 'real substance' extracted after fraud are: the weight of the demon is greater than that of the plot, which is greater than that of rank, which is greater than that of identity.

Therefore, the most profitable trick is to deceive the Demon, but if you deceive an epic-level or higher character, the profit is also not low.

However, since he deceived Astalia last time, she didn't believe many of his lies, or she made her own judgments, so she couldn't extract much of the truth from the lies.

Astalia didn't doubt the only lie that was most easily believed: "I am the Miracle Astrologer." She didn't question the other lies at all.

It is clear that this deity is quite wise; his serene appearance is ultimately just a facade to deceive the world.

We'll probably need to get to know her better before we can truly understand her inner thoughts.

Camille said, "Very well, I'll take this bet with you. My bet is myself, and your bet is that you become my subordinate and work for me wholeheartedly. How about it?"

Lyon shrugged and said, "Of course, that's fair. However, Miss Camille shouldn't try to stop my operations for the next seven days."

"Hmph, whatever."

Camille turned and left:

"And don't think you've succeeded in making these women obedient to you. In my opinion, they're just feeling the pressure from the demons and won't cause trouble. Once the demon incident is over, if you take turns having sex with these people every day, you'd better watch out."

Leon shook his head. Camille's warning was not without reason, but this was a goal he was determined to achieve, so a few setbacks were nothing.

His body transformed into a phantom and slipped through the crack in the door of Orpheus.

……

"You're late. Were you just out fooling around with Iris?"

Ophie Marceau stood with her arms crossed, facing the door.

"After messing around, before even seeing me, you made a bet with Britta and Camille, saying you wanted to get close to her the moment you saw her? My Leon, you've really taken your womanizing to the extreme."

A thin layer of frost covered her delicate and beautiful face, her golden hair cascading down her back like a waterfall, and her snow-white cleavage, which could not be concealed by her light blue nightgown, stood proudly erect.

Beneath the light shorts, her long, shapely legs, white and radiant, were revealed before Lyon's illusory figure. No matter the distance, they were flawless, like the most beautiful jade.

Lyon revealed himself and laughed:

"Ophie, the main problem is that you wouldn't come along. Otherwise, the four of you could have stayed in your room."

Ophimosa narrowed her eyes: "Darling, it seems you're no longer hiding your relationship with Iris Magil?"

Lyon shook his head and said, "You knew all along, didn't you?"

On the night of their first sexual encounter, Lyon and Orpheus made it clear that Orpheus could accept Iris Magiru, but not Britta.

Ophimosa immediately huffed and puffed:

"I know, but at least put on an act in front of me, right? Why am I the last one? You come to my room smelling like another woman. What, have I always been so generous in front of you?"

Lyon chuckled; so that's what he was angry about.

He then moved closer to Ophimasso and put one arm around her strong yet slender waist.

Ophimosa squirmed and twisted as if she were being difficult, completely lacking the demeanor of the First Female Sword King and Invincible Warrior.

“Ophie, I’ve saved the best for last. You’re the only one who can enjoy the rest of the night with me, and only your physique can match mine.”

Lyon comforted her as he spoke.

The movements were gentle, and the gaze was focused.

"Hmph, they're appetizers, and I'm the main course?"

Ophim Marceau rolled her eyes at Lyon.

As the front panel fell to the ground, she suddenly reached out.

He hugged Leon and pressed down with both hands.

Lyon's head.

Buried in the ravine.

Lyon had to admit that Ophie Marceau's magnanimity was as vast as the ocean.

He liked the feel of it.

"Next time I call you, you have to come immediately, or I'll use this trick to drown you until you suffocate."

“Ophie, this doesn’t sound like punishment, it’s more like a reward.”

"Hmph, I'm going to punish and reward at the same time. How about it, do you like it?"

"like."

"If you like it, then start tonight and come here every day."

"Absolutely."

"Ah."

The two started a war.

"Ophie, how about the four of us go together next time?"

Lyon displayed his unique skills.

This move once made Iris extremely jealous of Machiru.

"No."

Ophimosa bit her cherry-colored lips, her cheeks flushed.

"Four people are a lot of fun, I guarantee you'll have endless enjoyment."

Ophimosa couldn't help but use her slender fingers to grip the edge of the bed tightly, crushing the relatively sturdy edge.

"Hmph, only you find this so amusing. What amusing thing could I possibly do? Watch Iris sleep with my man?"

"From now on, we're all family, so don't divide things up so much."

Ophimosa couldn't help but shrink his shoulders.

Her inner demons began to exert their power, but the powerful experience Leon provided and her improved state after her advancement miraculously balanced the feeling, preventing her from being immediately suppressed.

"I want a breakup! I was the first to propose to you, you can't possibly let me be ranked after Iris and Maggie, right?"

She replied.

"Ophie, you've always been number one."

"If you were truly number one, you wouldn't have arrived so late..."

Using this feeling, Ophimasso forcefully suppressed the attack that his inner demons were launching again, and felt that his personal will had become even stronger.

[Ophimosa's hidden personal quest "The Two-Faced Princess" completion +5%, current completion 57%]

[Ophimaso Hidden Quest "Heroic Bloodline" Completion +5%, Current Completion 62%]

"Ophie, haven't you noticed that I've unknowingly lingered here longer than I just left?"

Because of the numerous actions incorporated, the dialogue between the two appears short, but in reality, it lasts for quite a while.

"I...I don't remember that clearly, but it definitely wasn't that long ago! Don't think that just because I'm like this...I can't calculate time."

Ophimosa gradually lost her breath.

She would never do this in a battle.

However, suppressing inner demons is clearly not easy.

Every moment requires a great deal of physical exertion and mental strain.

The reason I was able to suppress my inner demons by a small margin was purely due to my recent advancement in rank and the upgrade of Leon's skills.

"Besides, I'm clearly enjoying this all by myself right now, so why... why should I share it with Iris Magiru?"

She exhaled a long breath and said this.

Lyon was helpless; Ophie Marceau's principles were still too strong.

There's no other way but to coax and plead, and take it slow.

……

After completing several training sessions, Lyon quickly went to the basement and started practicing!

At this moment, he was in such a strong state that it frightened even himself!

Since it was for training, he didn't use the Shadow-type artifact given to him by Helvie. Instead, he used a third-tier artifact that he had previously discarded and which had virtually no durability. He then used alchemy and fire magic to quickly melt in a batch of heavy materials, which became the sword he used for training.

call out!call out!call out!

With each high-frequency swing of his sword, the knowledge he had previously acquired from the Swift Shadow Sword, as well as the various knowledge he had absorbed during his advancement, surfaced in his mind.

With the support of the five modes, he gained a wealth of insights with each swing of his sword.

Both the Divine Mode and the Mind Mode act as a binding agent, effectively combining the power of multiple other modes to achieve two to three times the blessing effect of the Divine Mural.

However, after the two are glued together, there are obviously subtle differences.

The sacred mode is based on perception, while the spiritual mode is based on inspiration.

That is, the former directly comprehends the corresponding knowledge when they see it, while the latter will expand and broaden their understanding when they see knowledge.

If the two could be combined to form a state of six-mode enhancement, his efficiency would likely be even greater.