You are all my wings!

In the blink of an eye, it pierced through the first layer, the second layer...

Even until the last shadow shield appeared, the spear of light did not stop, continuing its trajectory towards Leon.

Leon continued casting magic, Shadow Blade!

Magic -1.

The shadow gathered in his palm, transforming into the shape of a longsword, and suddenly slashed at the spear of light.

BOOM!!!

The light and shadow effects were explosive.

The Judgment Spear has been blocked!

Iris watched as Leon deflected her Judgment Spear with a series of combos, and a look of surprise appeared in her eyes.

Her move could be considered a top-tier, basic offensive spell.

With the added elemental enhancements and her own pure-blooded elf status, her power rivals that of a mid-level attack spell.

Before Iris could be surprised for long, another cold wave suddenly swept in from the front.

It was the attack magic that Leon launched quickly after his defense.

The speed at which it switched between offense and defense far exceeded Iris's expectations.

Keep in mind that since the start of the game, Leon's magical power has consumed at least 16 points of magic power!

This is far beyond the limit of a typical first-order power, isn't it?

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!

A fierce gust of wind swept in, carrying thirty-five ice bullets hurtling towards them.

Iris could only activate her defensive shield magic again to resist this wave of pseudo-intermediate magic.

Bang bang bang!!

Accelerated by the gale, the ice bullets unleashed astonishing power, with 21 of them hitting the light shield this time.

Iris maintained the light shield with both hands, feeling the backlash from the magic. She was surprised; this cold wave was clearly more powerful than the last one.

Just as she was preparing to flap her wings and retreat to dissipate the subsequent impact.

suddenly--

Fifteen fireballs suddenly rained down.

It was Lyon who immediately followed up with his magic, Fireball x3!

The cold wave, combined with the warm and cold environment, generated strong winds and formed small tornadoes.

It was Lyon who used three primary spells in succession to create the pseudo-intermediate wind magic, the tornado!

This move is even more effective than the cold wave.

The winds are stronger, the trajectories are more complex, and they are harder to predict!

The fireballs that followed, propelled by the tornado, spiraled forward with tremendous speed. Eight of them struck the defensive shield, while seven, by spiraling around it, directly hit Iris.

boom!!!!

Iris's body took the hit, her light wings on her shoulders shattered, and she fell from mid-air.

The moment she was hit, Iris's mind went blank.

They still had plenty of magic left, but they still lost!

The magic power he just used in his combo attacks has probably exceeded the limit of the second tier!

But his aura and condition clearly indicate that he is a first-tier mage!

And how do you even manage to execute combos without any pauses?

Amidst a series of questions and shocks, she even forgot that she was falling from a height of more than twenty meters.

Even a third-tier pureblood elf would break a hand or foot if falling from this height without any cushioning.

It wasn't until the very last moment that Iris realized what was happening and prepared to take action to mitigate the impact of the fall.

But at this point, everything that can be done seems too late.

She could only shield her head with her arms before the final impact.

Wow.

A light, soft sound.

Iris felt as if her body was being held up by an extremely gentle force. When she looked up, she saw Leon's incomparably handsome face, gazing at her with a victorious smile.

And she found herself being carried in a princess carry by Leon.

“Miss Iris, it seems you’ve lost your bet with me again.”

This scene was deeply imprinted in Iris's heart.

Her face flushed.

Because she had directly taken the magical attack with her bare body, her health had dropped drastically. She tried to struggle away from Leon's embrace, but she uncontrollably fainted.

[Iris's character affinity +20%, current affinity 50%]

……

The next day, inside a magnificent mansion.

Bright sunlight streamed through the clean windowsill and fell onto a pure white wooden bed.

On the bed, a blue-haired elf dressed in light-colored pajamas was sleeping.

Her eyelashes were thick and long, and her features were beautiful, with proportions as perfect as a painting.

A gentle breeze stirred, and Iris's eyelashes fluttered. Then she slowly opened her eyes, revealing emerald yellow pupils.

She looked bewildered, then remembered what had happened last night and suddenly sat up.

Then she noticed the pajamas she was wearing, and her expression changed drastically!

This is not my room!

Who changed my pajamas?!

Could it be Lyon?

How could he do this?!

"Wow, Iris, you're awake?"

At the entrance, a long-eared elf with dark blue hair and a pretty face was holding a plate and looking over in surprise.

Hearing that familiar voice and seeing that familiar face, Iris breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Leon hadn't changed her pajamas for her.

But while I felt relieved, I also felt a strange sense of loss.

The elf before her was her colleague, nearly twice her age, named Grani E. Follen, a fourth-tier mage, and one of the diplomats sent by the Elven Holy Land to the Kingdom of Horsha.

Of course, because elves are long-lived creatures and grow slowly, their appearances are more like those of a beautiful human girl in her late teens or early twenties.

Pure-blooded elves typically take until they reach the age of one hundred to gradually develop an appearance similar to that of a human woman in her early twenties.

How did I end up here?

"Iris asked."

"Have you forgotten? It was your friend Leon who brought you here. You actually met such a handsome human. You're quick to make a move. I never thought someone as arrogant as you would find a human partner so soon. Tsk tsk tsk."

Granny winked at Iris.

"What are you saying! We're not in that kind of relationship!"

Iris quickly denied it.

"Oh? Not that kind of relationship? How about I make a move on him? He's really good, he hit my target area hard."

"You must be out of your mind, Grani. Didn't you always oppose the marriage decree from the Holy Land?"

“I was wrong then. I was prejudiced against humans before.”

Grani looked completely infatuated.

Iris was speechless. Although her initial impression of Leon Belon had indeed changed, she still had some doubts about him and felt that he might be plotting something in secret.

Either he's a playboy hunting for women, or he's genuinely teaming up with that perverse Britta to deliberately tease her.

When I was little, my mother taught me never to be easily fooled by handsome men!

With that in mind, she shifted the topic to her most pressing concern:

"After he brought me here, what happened in between? How did he find you? And how did he explain things to you?"

Chapter Eleven: Iris, You're So Easy to Foole

"What happened? Are you bothered by it?"

Grani leaned closer to Iris, a mocking look on her face.

“I don’t care what Lyon did! I only care about the cause and effect of the matter! Look, there’s a three-kilometer distance between my mansion and yours, that’s not something you can just bump into on the street!”

Iris looked away from Grani's wicked grin.

Granny reached out and pinched Iris's cheek.

"Tsk tsk tsk, her face is all hot, how innocent."

Iris waved Grani's hand away, her face dark.

"Speak quickly!"

"Okay, okay, I'll tell you."

Seeing that Iris was about to lose her temper, Granny stopped teasing her.

Iris is aloof to most people, but she finds Granny's mischievous nature irresistible.

"At that time, I was doing my daily magic training, and it was probably close to 1 a.m.

Grani began to recount the story in detail:

"Then the familiar at the door suddenly brought a message, saying that a human was holding an elf and asked to meet him."

"Holding?"

Iris paused for a moment.

"Otherwise, you would have fainted."

"Okay, you can continue."

"I used my detection magic and saw it was you! So I went outside to check. Then Leon started introducing you, and guess what he said?"

Stop keeping me in suspense!

"Haha, okay, he said he's your lover."

"???"

Iris suddenly grabbed Granny by the collar:

"He... he really said that? How could he say that?"

"Hehehe, Iris, you're so easy to fool. Actually, he said he's your teammate."

"Hmph! If you keep doing this, I'm not talking to you anymore!"

"Oh, my lovely Iris, don't be like that, it's just a little joke, just having a good time."

"Then continue! Don't make jokes like that again!"

"That's all. After all, he was so polite and showed his identity as a court magician. Even if he came late, he should have been received, right? Besides, he brought you with him."

"Okay, so you don't even know how he found you?"

"He didn't say it, but I guess, since he's your friend, he must know about your social circle, right? It's not surprising that he knows you're close to me."