You are all my wings!

Suddenly, a circular hole appeared in the large painting behind the false tree of wisdom, which Machiru called a sacred mural. The hole twisted and drew in the power of the holy light.

Not only that, but Britta, who was casting the spell, also seemed to have suffered a great injury. She suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and her body slumped over.

Lyon reacted quickly and caught Britta in his arms. He saw that she was pale and unconscious, and he was filled with confusion.

He certainly recognized what the thing that Machiru called the sacred mural was. It was a special magical artifact that recorded ancient mythology and possessed endless mysteries.

Leon had never heard of sacred murals reacting to other people's magic.

Of course, he is very knowledgeable about many aspects of the game, but that doesn't mean he knows every detail. It's quite normal for things to be a little unexpected. As a veteran player, he will encounter all sorts of different details every time he plays a different side quest. All he needs to do is use his rich experience to solve the problems.

However, the change at this crucial juncture is still somewhat unfortunate.

Because it means that if we continue fighting like this, our own team will run out of mana and still won't be able to defeat the opponent.

Iris was also stunned by this scene, unsure whether to continue or what to do.

Because after the canopy was absorbed by Britta's holy annihilation, it recovered to its previous state at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"We'll come back and destroy this fake wisdom tree next time. Everyone, retreat!"

Lyon decisively gave the order to retreat.

"Ellie, fire five more shots, weaken it as much as possible, so we can save some effort next time. Remember, your Judgment Spear is the key to victory!"

Chapter 113 The master said, "Iris, you're so cute, I want to kiss you."

"it is good!"

Hearing Leon's words, Iris's resolve strengthened, and she continued launching.

Lyon conveyed the intention to retreat to the adventurer team next door.

Although the neighboring adventurer group was puzzled by what had happened, they knew that if their main spellcaster suddenly fell unconscious, the fight would be difficult.

Even if the opponent seems to have been weakened, there is still plenty of magic power available.

They had already exhausted much of their physical and magical energy and were indeed unable to continue.

Of course, most importantly, they were forced into the territory of the pseudo-wisdom tree by fifth-tier monsters in the beginning, which forced them into battle.

We had wanted to retreat for a while, but the group's overall strength was insufficient, so we were unable to successfully evacuate.

It wasn't until Leon and Iris joined in, sharing a significant portion of the pressure and successfully weakening the pseudo-wisdom tree, that they now had the possibility of a safe retreat.

Three minutes later, the two groups, enduring the intense whipping of the vines, managed to leave the 150-meter radius of the pseudo-wisdom tree without serious injury.

This distance also represents the outermost range of its vines' whipping.

"Gentlemen, I know a place where we can rest temporarily. It's where we ran into the Holy Maiden before. Why don't you come with us?"

After the evacuation, the bald gunfighter looked at Leon, who was holding Britta.

After the battle, he clearly realized Leon's important position in their group. He was agile and had amazing magical effects, so he should be a core figure.

"By the way, my name is Rente Kashlemie, a humble adventurer, and also the leader of the Long Spear Adventurer's Guild."

His voice was clear and resonant, and his actions were generous, giving him the air of a strong man.

Lyon nodded: "Lyon Belon, court magician. We can give you a detailed introduction after we find a safe place to rest. Although we have evacuated safely, it doesn't mean we can let our guard down."

"I was deeply impressed by your command just now, and your cautious approach is quite in line with my personal combat philosophy. I certainly agree with your opinion."

Unlike Reint's rugged appearance, his choice of words was quite refined, suggesting that he was not just an ordinary civilian adventurer.

Soon, the group moved discreetly to a corner of a cliff about 400 meters away, where there was a narrow cave entrance.

While eating the jerky, Leon observed the cave and quickly remembered that this place was a hiding spot he occasionally used when he was fighting on the 41st floor in his previous life.

He then carried Britta on his back and crouched down to go inside.

Iris was originally supposed to carry the load in Leon's place, but Leon said, "I can use movement-type combat skills when I carry people, which is safer. I don't want you to get injured when you encounter enemies while carrying people." Iris was speechless.

There was even a hint of sweetness in her heart, and she couldn't suppress the smile on her face.

Machiru, who witnessed this scene, was speechless. This elf was beyond saving; she had been completely fooled by that big liar, Leon.

However, she still harbored some mischievous thoughts, after all, she couldn't just sit idly by and watch her master philander.

As a unique demon, rarer than a dragon, how could I allow my master to be fickle?

Even if this master may not be long-term, even if Maggie hasn't truly accepted Leon yet, she can't accept that Leon has caused so many emotional debts!

"Hmph, now that you have me, you can't have anyone else!"

Thinking of this, Maggie walked to Leon's side and crouched down to squeeze into the passage.

"My dear and respectable master, I just used too much magic and my body is in a bad state. Could you carry me again?"

Her face wore a fake, obsequious expression.

Leon glanced at Maggie, wondering how she had the audacity to put on such a terrible performance.

"Magical, don't you like looking in the mirror?"

"what?"

Maggie paused for a moment and asked, "You carried me on your back, and you said it was a mirror. What does that have to do with anything?"

"I really don't like looking in the mirror."

After all, her appearance and figure haven't changed for many years, so there's nothing surprising about looking in the mirror. What's the point?

"Actually, if you look in the mirror more often, you'll realize that the number of people you can fool is very small."

In fact, Maggie Lu's acting skills are not bad at all, and for certain subjects, the effect is even amazing.

However, because Leon has a negative bias towards Maggie, and knows her true nature, it's easy to tell whether her acting is convincing or not.

"Hmph! I don't believe it! You wait and see, I'll prove it to you!"

Maggie turned and took a few steps back, whispering to Iris who was leaning in from behind:

"Miss Iris, do you know what my dear master just said to me?"

"What did he say?"

"He said Iris is very cute and pretty, especially your little lips. He wants to kiss them every time he sees them, but he's a little shy, so he never dares to do it."

"what?"

In the dark passage, a splash of red stood out conspicuously.

Maggie turned and sped closer to Leon, whispering:

"Miss Iris just said that she can't help but want to kiss you, do you believe her?"

After Maggie finished speaking, she suddenly froze and slapped her head.

What's going on? Why am I acting as a matchmaker for these two?

Is it to see the possibility of failure?

Lyon glanced back, wondering what this guy was up to.

The passage was narrow, and looking back, one couldn't see Iris's face clearly.

Leon ignored Maggie and left her disappointed, quickly moving forward and entering the cave.

There was a smell inside, the kind of odor that small monsters often excrete. Leon activated a miniature purification spell to remove the odor.

Britta's coma was rather strange; Leon had already cast a water-based healing spell once, but it had no effect.

After careful observation, Lyon determined that Britta was suffering from magic exhaustion.

It's likely that the magic power was forcibly drained by the sacred mural during the spellcasting, causing physical exhaustion. It will probably need several days of rest and recuperation.

Magic overdraft is different from normal consumption to the limit. It is a forced consumption of the body beyond the limit to generate magic power, so the problem is more serious.

As for the spit of blood, it was probably a backlash from the interrupted spell, not a serious problem, and should be resolved with a mid-level healing spell.

Fortunately, it was only a backlash from an intermediate-level combination spell. If it had been interrupted while casting a higher-level spell across ranks, the situation would have been much more serious.

Then the others came in one after another.

The strangest thing was that as soon as she came in, she kept her distance from Leon. Every time Leon looked at her, she would immediately look away, which was very suspicious.

"Iris, what's wrong?"

Leon suspected that Maggie was behind it, but he didn't know what Maggie had said.

Could it really be related to kissing?

With that in mind, he decided to stare intently at Iris's lips and test the waters.

Chapter 114 Iris, come over here

Lyon's gaze fixed on Iris's lips was quickly noticed by her.

Her face turned even redder, like she had been drinking, a tipsy flush that added a touch of allure to the otherwise pure and beautiful Iris. Leon couldn't help but think of a freshly baked chiffon cake, sweet, soft, shiny, and steaming hot.

At the same time, I felt a subtle urge to take a big bite out of it.

"Why are you staring at me like that?"

"Can't we keep an eye on them?"

"It's not impossible, but..."

Iris looked embarrassed and hesitated to speak.

"What's the 'but'? Nobody's going to gossip. Iris, come over here."

Lyon patted the empty seat next to him.

He has already cleaned this place with micro-magic, so there's no need to worry about it getting dirty.

Iris obediently came over as soon as Leon ordered her.

This is an effect that only someone like Lyon, who has long held command, could achieve.

She sat down next to Lyon and couldn't help but glance at his lips out of the corner of her eye, as if they possessed a mysterious allure.

As she watched, her face unconsciously moved closer to Leon, as if she were about to kiss him.

Upon witnessing this scene, Maggie's heart stirred, and she couldn't help but grind her teeth, thinking to herself:

"Damn it, is Iris going to kiss me on her own? What a blunder! Did I accidentally give them an advantage while trying to prove my acting skills? And Iris is so gullible, she doesn't doubt me at all? No, I have to find a way to stop her!"

Just as Maggie was thinking this—

"The smell has lessened considerably; it seems you are proficient in many convenient magics."

From behind the passage, the others crouched down and entered one after another.

Upon entering, Reinte, who had been keeping a low profile, immediately broke into a hearty smile and exclaimed in praise after smelling the much fresher scent.

"You flatter me, it's just a trivial little magic."

Lyon responded modestly.

"Using micro-magic at will is not easy. Your calm command and brilliant battle strategies during the battle were truly awe-inspiring."

As if he hadn't seen the interaction between Iris and Leon, Reynt squeezed over and tried to strike up a conversation with Leon, discussing the details of the battle.

This did indeed stop Iris's actions. Upon hearing the sound, she turned her face away like a startled fawn, casually smoothing her hair with her hand and taking out the last of her Cosmic Light Tess to replenish her magic.

Then, listening quietly to Lyon and Reynter's conversation is also quite beautiful.

Seeing this, Maggie breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to herself:

"Although I failed to prove my acting skills, the result doesn't seem so bad... But who knows, it's hard to guarantee that Iris might have other plans, no, even Leon might have been inspired by me... Sigh, I'm really crazy, why did I have to use something like this to deceive Iris? I should have used something simpler."

Meanwhile, others witnessed the intimate interaction between Iris and Leon.

Karl thought to himself, "Damn it, you wouldn't be planning to take advantage of the Saintess's unconsciousness to secretly do things with Miss Iris, would you? The two of them seem unusually passionate. I hope the Saintess can't see these things while she's unconscious... Wait, why am I assuming the Saintess doesn't want to see these things? No, why am I thinking that?"

Thinking of this, Karl couldn't help but smack himself on the head.

Mark: "Oh Carl, what's gotten into you all of a sudden?"