Is this okay?

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Instantly, everyone present turned to look at Leng Mo, their faces filled with bewilderment and confusion. This was not what had been agreed upon.

At this moment, Leng Mo was also covered in cold sweat, feeling immense pressure.

This is something I got used to doing in Kaneki's world...

It just came out as a conditioned reflex.

"Holy crap, I'm used to it." Leng Mo's eyes widened in shock, and he realized his mistake in surprise.

“Indeed, I haven’t even realized what’s wrong yet.” Kazuma stroked his chin in agreement, not even realizing what the problem was.

"Holy crap! Flower-stuffed chicken!" Kaneki suddenly widened his eyes as he looked at the flower-stuffed chicken in the house next to him.

"Um!?"

"Let's get the chicken dinner first! Let the other team cool down first!"

Leng Mo stared in shock at the Flower-Stuffed Chicken, then immediately abandoned everything else and started gnawing on it, even calling Kirito over.

"Kirito! Come quick! This is the special delicacy I mentioned before. I never thought that such a small capital city could fulfill the requirement."

"I suddenly feel like I don't know you all..."

Kirito was deeply moved by Leng Mo and the others' kindness and friendliness.

However, he was still curious about what kind of special delicacy could make Leng Mo so shameless as to want to eat it. He ran up a few steps, picked up the flower-stuffed chicken, and took a bite.

My eyes lit up immediately—it smells amazing!

Esdeath, Najenda, and the others standing nearby were speechless at the sight of this situation.

They all stared at Leng Mo and the others, who were playing PUBG, with dark expressions.

Aren't we here to overthrow the empire?

Isn't it supposed to be the final battle?

Why did you suddenly start eating?

And how exactly do you get used to calling yourself an idiot?

Wait, where did this chicken come from?

What? What happened? What's going on?

For some reason, Esdeath, Najenda, and the others felt an unprecedented shock at this moment. Even the gluttonous Akame was bewildered by the situation and had no appetite at all.

"Boss, what should we do?"

Brand looked at Najendan with a bewildered expression, hoping she could find a way to salvage the situation.

However, Nadeshitan's trembling as she lit the cigarette was proof of the turmoil in her heart at that moment.

"Phew... What should I do? I'm thinking about what to do too..."

She exhaled a puff of smoke, her face filled with a sense of vicissitude, and looked up at the 3:30 pm sky, her mood indescribably bewildered.

"Let's wait for them..."

Esdeath sighed speechlessly, unsure of what to say for a moment.

Perhaps this is the way of survival for the strong.

Chapter 116 He's terrifyingly strong, yet he's so shameless.

Just as Leng Mo and the others were squatting by the roadside, eating chicken with gusto, a wild laugh came from the city gate.

"Hahahaha! Isn't this General Esdeath? I can't believe you dare show your face in front of me. You're lucky to be alive."

Upon hearing the sound, Leng Mo, who was biting into a chicken leg, couldn't help but turn his head to look. Crossing the bridge over the moat, he could see Sheila squatting on the roof of the city gate, grinning arrogantly at him.

It seems the other party didn't recognize him, or rather, the system didn't know who he was.

Esdeath, standing to the side, immediately revealed a haughty smile upon seeing Sheila, instantly exuding the aura of a queen.

"I never expected you would dare to show your face in front of me again."

Her eyes were filled with a fierce light as she looked at Sheila, and she even seemed to have murderous intent.

Sheila grinned, leaped off the city wall, and landed steadily at the city gate, as if weightless, without making a sound or even raising a spectacle.

Very strong!

Ridiculously strong!

Najendam gasped upon seeing this, and Akame, Mine, and the others beside her tensed up even more.

This was on a completely different level of strength; they could clearly sense that if the other side were to make a move, they wouldn't last even a second.

A tremendous sense of crisis descended, and Sheila on the other side had not yet unleashed her full power.

He merely gave a sinister grin.

Sheila sensed Esdeath's murderous intent, maintained her cruel smile, and stared at the arrogant man in front of her.

"What's wrong? Former Imperial General, are you angry?"

“Sila, I won’t be as careless as before.”

Esdeath paid no attention to Sheila's provocation; instead, she became even more serious.

Previously evenly matched, she is now completely confident of annihilating her opponent.

Esdeath felt a pang of resentment when she thought about what happened after the battle, realizing that if she hadn't wanted to play around a bit more.

During her brief encounter with Leng Mo and the others, the vulnerability within her awakened, and she understood what weakness meant and what it meant to be protected.

It felt like I was back in my childhood, back to the days when I was protected in the tribe.

She regained her former weakness and her mindset became more resolute than before. Although the time was short, the effect was definitely not weak.

She strode forward, her high heels clicking on the ground with a steady, deliberate sound.

When Sila saw Esdeath walking towards her, she maintained her haughty attitude.

The smile on his face was filled with cruelty.

He's several levels stronger than he was a few days ago; Esdeath is no match for him now.

The next second, Esdeath stomped on the ground and charged forward at the speed of a cannonball.

boom!

A loud crash followed.

Esdeath flew back and crashed heavily in front of Leng Mo and the others, her body sinking into the mud.

"How can it be!?"

"I can't see anything at all!"

Najenda couldn't help but tremble. She hadn't seen clearly how Esdeath was attacked; she only felt that Sheila stood still without making any move.

Even under such absurd circumstances, Esdeath was actually defeated.

"Can you do it?"

Leng Mo, holding a plate and a chicken leg, approached Esdeath, who was lying on the ground, and asked sincerely.

"..."

Esdeath lay on the ground, bewildered and shocked, completely unprepared for the immense senses she and Sheila had gained, unable to hold out for even a second.

It wasn't like this a few days ago.

With such a rapid growth rate, it's no wonder Leng Mo said that this was beyond their ability to handle.

Do you think I'm weak?

Esdeath didn't answer Leng Mo's question about whether it was okay or not. Instead, she stared blankly at Leng Mo and asked him the question.

"It's alright, at least under normal circumstances you died from the poison in the end. No one can beat you in a head-on fight."

While eating the flower-stuffed chicken, Leng Mo spoke earnestly to Esdeath.

Do you see me as a weakling?

Do you know what the smallest unit of strength is?

"do not know."

"The smallest unit of strength is to carry out one's own will."

After saying this, Leng Mo revealed a kind smile. His sharp, muscular face was filled with tenderness, as if he were instructing a junior.

For some reason, Esdeath suddenly felt that the smile was very gentle, so gentle that it warmed her heart.

At the same time, I gained a new understanding of Leng Mo's words.

Is this what strength is?

What is one's own will?

Survive? Survival of the fittest?

But why can't I feel that this is my own will?

Esdeath took a deep breath, feeling the pain in her body, and shakily sat up from the ground.

"It seems I'm not quite a strong person yet."

She sighed in confusion, feeling a sharp pain shooting through her body, which had been instantly injured by Sheila.

"Really? You seem pretty strong to me, after all, you've always adhered to your dog-eat-dog mentality."

Leng Mo couldn't figure out what Esdeath was thinking. He had just casually uttered a line, but he hadn't expected it to have such an effect.

I should have said something else.

“But I don’t feel that my will is the law of the jungle…” Esdeath was a little confused. She didn’t quite understand why this was the case, perhaps because she was the weaker one at the moment.

"Then you can stay confused, I'll go wipe out the other side."

Leng Mo didn't want to dwell on the issue and walked up without looking back.

At this moment, when Xila saw Leng Mo walk up, she couldn't help but laugh.

"Where did you come from? Even Esdeath couldn't beat me, do you think you can fight me?"

"Then do you dare let me punch you? Someone as arrogant as you surely wouldn't refuse a request from a weakling like me, right?"

Leng Mo revealed a happy smile, but at the same time, an evil smile rose in his heart, and he even planned to teach this naive guy a lesson.

I love your arrogance; it would be so much fun to fight you.

Sheila, on the other side, was even happier to hear this.

"Hahaha, not bad. I'll let you punch me once, or I'll give you two more punches?"

"Good duck, good duck, you're such a kind person."

Leng Mo was even happier to hear this, his voice filled with warmth and kindness, as if he were an innocent and romantic young man.

"No problem, I'll stay where I am, you come here."

"You are a good person."

Seeing how generous Sheila was, Leng Mo sincerely felt that he was an incredibly good person.

However, Kaneki, Kazuma, Tatsumi, and Madoka, who were behind him, couldn't help but feel sympathy, and their eyes were even overflowing with pity.

Kirito, however, was not quite sure what was going on and was a little confused.

As for Nadeshitan and others...

"I don't know why I've started to feel sorry for Sheila..."

"So pitiful..."

Finally, Esdeath took a deep breath and sighed.

"I don't know how strong his punch is, but I've seen them kick super dangerous creatures like balls..."

"..."