You are all my wings!

"When you become strong enough to disregard the gods, you can then disobey their teachings, can't you?"

Lyon's voice carried a hint of seduction.

As a con artist, it was his instinct.

"I understand, but why are you telling me all this?"

Mark looked bewildered and expectant.

"I just want to see if you can break through your own limits under such forbidden emotions that are not allowed by the gods."

Lyon smiled slightly and went back to meditating.

That was just an unintentional action; in the original storyline, characters who could break through their potential limits were extremely rare.

Carl is one, and now, Leon wants to see if he can use the methods of a con artist to change the trajectory of Mark's life.

The time has reached the 26th hour.

In the darkness, Leon slowly opened his eyes.

"I think I've grasped that subtle clue?"

He believed this was not a delusion; he might have truly found a way to enhance magical imagery through sacred murals.

Just now, he tried using the pseudo-intermediate magic imagery of Hurricane Flame Bullet instead of the complete intermediate magic imagery, and it actually produced a resonance effect!

The core difference between pseudo-intermediate and true intermediate magic is that pseudo-intermediate magic is the rudimentary form of individual combinations of basic magic images, while true intermediate magic is the fused entity that has been fully combined.

Does this mean that success is more likely to come from a process of image evolution?

The pseudo-intermediate magic that he developed ahead of time to save magic power made it easier to activate the secrets of this sacred mural.

He became excited, as if he had solved a mathematical problem in a past life.

Don't rush. We've only succeeded once. We need to carefully think about what we just did.

However, just as he was organizing and reviewing his thoughts, preparing to try and verify his approach again, he heard Bovary, who was on guard duty, shout:

"It's Reynolds! He's leading a few strangers charging this way!"

Lyon's rare good mood was shattered, and he slammed his fist into the ground.

"This guy's causing trouble again? Looks like we need to teach him a lesson!"

As a second-tier individual, his confidence in teaching a fourth-tier individual a lesson was certainly not arrogance.

The crowd quickly gathered, and Britta and Iris were also interrupted, their faces unusually flushed with anger.

Leon glanced at the two women. Goodness, it was rare to see these two with tempers.

Just then, a loud, unfamiliar male voice came from afar, seemingly intentionally meant for Lyon and his group to hear.

"Indeed, it really is a sacred mural. Renette, you've done a great job."

"You flatter me, Marquis Rhine. I was merely reporting what I saw and heard to Her Highness the Princess."

"So these people ahead are the Holy Maiden and her entourage? It seems we're in luck; we found them right away. I thought it would take a lot of time."

Yes, it's them.

“Very good. I will take over from now on. I will report your achievements to Her Highness the Princess.”

Lyon narrowed his eyes, surprised that Reynt had actually invited a marquis.

You must understand that in this world, a title is equivalent to power.

Marquis starts at the lowest rank of five.

As a beam of illumination magic lit up the valley, a tall man wearing a pure black robe, holding a fourth-tier magic staff, and wearing a top hat stepped into the valley with his back to the bright light.

Due to the intense light, Leon could only see the outline of the person's body, not their face.

Chapter 137 This is the boundary; those who cross it will be executed!

Although he couldn't see the other person's face clearly, Lyon knew who the Marquis of Rhine was.

Rhine Valer von Tighes is a handsome middle-aged man who is quite popular with female players. He is also Princess Ophimosa's maternal cousin.

The von Tighes in Ophimasso's middle name comes from the von Tighes family.

This family is quite large and is known for its skill in forming alliances through marriage. It controls nearly 30% of the industries and chambers of commerce in the capital and has footholds in various parts of the kingdom. The family also has the largest number of production-type superhumans in the country.

Not only did the princess's maternal clan originate from here, but several people Lyon knew, such as Britta, Caron, and Mariette, also came from branches of this family.

Of course, Britta came from an ordinary background; her mother was from a remote branch of the von Tighes family, and they were not related at all. This was quite different from Ophim Marceau, whose parents were both prominent figures.

At this moment, the Marquis of Rhine's powerful light magic failed, and he strode into the inner part of the valley, took off his top hat, and gave an elegant noble bow.

"I am Rhein Valer von Tighes, a marquis, greetings to Your Grace, wishing you good health, and sending my regards to the great deity behind you."

He was adept at getting information out of people, even paying homage to the gods behind Britta.

It's unclear whether he intends to try diplomacy first and then resort to force, or whether he will continue to treat them with courtesy.

At this moment, Lyon saw what he looked like after taking off his top hat. His beautiful blond hair, neatly tied back, was clearly styled with hair gel.

Light brown eye color, high nose and deep eyes.

This man was tall, only slightly shorter than Leon. Although he had tear troughs on his face and faint crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, he had an elegant demeanor and a well-proportioned face, making him quite handsome.

Of course, being handsome is just a facade. Leon knows that he has a very eccentric personality, and he happens to be too eccentric, so even though he is only a B-movie character, he is quite popular.

Compared to him, the oddballs of the Four Horsemen are nothing more than children playing house.

To put it simply, he's a shameless scoundrel with an insatiable penchant for showing off.

That burst of light magic was clearly a deliberate act to draw attention when they made their entrance.

It has to be said that it was effective, but it was just too old-fashioned; Lyon was already tired of seeing it.

At this moment, Britta responded calmly to the Marquis of Rhine's greeting:

"The great goddess Astalia will receive your greetings."

In that case, even a demigod pope couldn't say it; only Britta, who was recognized as an agent of the gods, could.

This is also why Britta, despite being of ordinary birth and currently only at the fourth rank, holds such a high status.

In terms of status, even Princess Ophimasso had to bow slightly to her.

Of course, when it comes to strength and background, the two are generally treated as equals on the surface.

These subtle things can only be clearly seen by those in a high enough position.

At this moment, the four horsemen were very alert, their hands gripping their sword hilts tightly, ready to draw their swords at any moment.

"That would be a great honor."

The Marquis of Rhine smiled slightly, took a few more steps forward, and said:

"Friends, don't be nervous. I've come with no ill intentions. I'm merely here on the orders of the Second Princess, Princess Ophimaso, to invite you all to discuss the important matter of suppressing the monster uprising—a truly great undertaking! How about we set off now for the main road to the 41st floor?"

The Rhine Marquis's team was always behind him.

They exchanged a silent glance, both feeling somewhat uneasy.

Look at how polite Marquis Rhein is. If the Holy Maiden and the Princess didn't actually have that much of a conflict, then wouldn't they have been acting like petty people in vain?

John whispered to Reynard:

"Brother Rente, what do we do next? I feel like it'll be awkward if we set off with them."

Renette was also speechless, sighed softly, and replied in a low voice:

"There's no other way. If all else fails, we'll apologize later and say that I was blind. After all, she's a saintess, so she should forgive us."

John: "Hey, Brother Reynter, I thought that following you would keep me from going astray in life, but I didn't expect to be going down the wrong path so quickly."

Renette was speechless.

Britta didn't respond, but gestured to Lyon with her eyes. Lyon understood, took a step forward, and smiled:

"Your Excellency Marquis, the Holy Maiden is currently at a crucial stage of her cultivation and is afraid she will be unable to participate in such an important matter. Please give her regards to Her Highness the Princess and express your apologies."

refused outright.

Just kidding. If they brought a large team, they would at least participate to earn some merit and hunt down various powerful monsters.

But since we only have a small team now, it's best to avoid getting involved in such a large-scale operation.

Moreover, we're heading to the princess's stronghold. Even if the conflict hasn't escalated to a certain point, going there now would only mean being at their mercy and having to act according to their wishes, which isn't worth it.

The Marquis of Rhine looked at Lyon and smiled:

"Who is your Excellency?"

"I am Lyon Belon, a court magician, currently employed as the Saintess's advisor."

"Oh, you do have a fine appearance; no wonder the Holy Maiden trusts and favors you."

The Marquis of Rhine spoke in a half-sincer tone, then continued:

"Then, can your refusal be considered as the will of the Holy Maiden?"

Lyon didn't turn around, but nodded directly:

"Exactly."

"That's a real shame. I can't complete my mission. It seems I'll have to stay here and watch the sacred murals with you all."

As the Marquis of Rhine spoke, he addressed Reinte and the others behind him:

"As you can see, it seems we'll have to stay here for a few more days until Her Majesty the Saint accepts the invitation, so let's just set up camp here."

Milo, standing to the side, couldn't help but mutter a complaint under his breath:

"This is utterly shameless. We captured this place, and they don't want to pay any price. Why should they set up camp here?"

Carl squinted and responded in a low voice:

"If the Holy Maiden hadn't forbidden us from speaking, I would have already cursed Renette and this pretentious, hypocritical marquis."

Leon glanced back at Britta, they exchanged a quick look, then he drew his third-tier short sword and slashed horizontally at the ground, producing a loud, resounding tearing sound.

With a whoosh, a long gash appeared in the ground ahead.

"Your Excellency Marquis, the Holy Maiden did not grant you permission to station yourselves in this place. This sword mark is the boundary; anyone who crosses it will be executed! Please do not approach any further, lest my sword accidentally injure you."

Those who err must be executed?

Rhine narrowed his eyes:

"Interesting. Aren't you the strategist? You dare to brandish your sword in front of me? Not bad, your courage is commendable."

He took a step forward, a smile playing on his lips.

"But I'm determined to keep moving forward, what can you do about it? Friend, you don't think that a fifth-tier mage like me can't stop the speed of a mere second-tier mage at close range, do you?"

Chapter 138 I just couldn't resist playing a joke on you.

"If you want to prove the agility of a fifth-tier mage to me, a second-tier mage, I'm not afraid."

Lyon casually waved his sword, displaying an air of nonchalance that he didn't care about a fifth-tier spellcaster.

Although he outwardly exudes the aura of a second-tier expert.

However, with his three professions, multiple monster meat replenishments, and quest rewards, his attributes are not weaker than those of a typical human fourth-tier character.

Aside from lacking the inherent class bonuses of high-priced players, which results in lower skill power and mana efficiency compared to higher-level players, Leon doesn't lag behind in terms of strength, physique, and agility for everyday movement, walking, and physical activities.

After all, he is a spellcaster, and only a newly promoted fifth-tier one at that, not a monster like Andrio.

Marquis Rhein's strength, constitution, and agility attributes are at most at the fourth-tier level of humans, similar to Lyon's current level.

Of course, if the opponent is a warrior-type class or a long-lived species, then Leon still has to be careful at close range.

But now, at this distance, the two sides are only ten meters apart, and the opponent can only rely on high-speed spellcasting to suppress Leon's Shadow Leap and Instant Shadow Step.

According to Lyon's understanding of the Marquis of Rhine, as a newly promoted fifth-tier, he had not yet mastered intermediate magic to the point where he could cast spells without chanting.