Knight with Wand

In the tent, Leon said to Ines: "I do have a way to escape from the 'Cursed Land', but that area is strange and unpredictable. I can't guarantee that I will find that guy. I can only do my best."

"I am very grateful for your offense to Marquis Aolade, and for coming here to take risks. Whether you can find the son of the Duke of the East in that terrible place, I will definitely reward you handsomely." Ines nodded.

Leon perked up after hearing this, waiting for this sentence. He took the opportunity to say the real reason for coming to support: "In this case, Your Highness, if I can save that guy, I wonder if you can help me later."

"Of course, you might as well tell me." Seeing that the other party also had something to ask for help, Ines immediately became interested.

Helping each other is of course the fastest way to establish friendship.

Leon thought about it and immediately told the other party about the other four materials of the Neti card besides the spirit vein ore and their respective characteristics.

"I'm looking for these materials for alchemy research, but I don't have any clues for now. If you are well-informed, I hope you can help me find out.

As for Molten Gold and Moon Meteorite Silver, I heard that the Alchemy Guild in the capital of Orlandon has some treasures, but they are only for the royal family to use. I wonder if you can help me clear the connection. I am willing to spend a lot of money to buy them." Leon tried.

Alchemy materials?

Inis patted the fan in her palm and was in a trance for a while. The names of those materials seemed to be beyond her knowledge.

"Forgive my limited knowledge of alchemy. Please wait." She smiled apologetically at Leon, and immediately looked at Agatha and ordered: "Send Sir Harvey here."

The female knight left quickly as ordered, and soon she entered the tent with the young northern warlock.

Leon looked at the young man who came in with a stick and a robe, and was slightly surprised.

In his opinion, the fact that Mette violated the ban must have affected the sorcerer association, and the nobles of Orland needed to re-examine this spellcaster organization with a more cautious attitude.

But after thinking about it, he suddenly figured it out.

At present, the fierce southern expedition was in progress. Orland faced a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to expand its territory and take back the territory that the Feru people had lost for hundreds of years from the hands of the Kantardar people.

At this juncture, it was impossible to leave the powerful power of the association mages unused.

The upper echelons of the kingdom would probably not choose to expand the turmoil caused by the Mette incident at this moment, at least not before the end of the war.

"Your Highness, you called me?" Harvey saluted respectfully.

"Have you heard of alchemical materials such as the Eternal Frozen Ice, the Isua Soul Stone, the Molten Gold, and the Moon Meteorite Silver?" Ines recounted what Leon had just sought.

Warlock Harvey recalled carefully. Except for the so-called "Isua Soul Stone", which he had never heard of, he seemed to have some impression of the other three.

He touched the short beard on his chin, frowned and walked to the side of the princess, whispering to Her Highness Ines.

Ines listened calmly, nodded, turned to Leon and said: "I'm sorry, my consultant also doesn't know about the material called Isua Soul Stone.

As for the Permafrost and Molten Gold, there seems to be some in the Fortress Academy of the Northern Warlock Association. When you come back, whether you can find Marquis Aolade or not, I will try my best to get some for you.

But the Moonfall Silver. That treasure is too precious even for me. I can only try to ask my father for a reward next time I see him."

Leon raised his eyebrows, and was overjoyed.

Help him get things directly from the Warlock Association?

And ask for the Moonfall Silver from Ledwin III in person?

Seeing Ines's enthusiastic attitude, Leon felt a little embarrassed.

Of course, thinking of the Deathclaw feasting in the military camp, he thanked his own big fat chick.

I guess that riding on the griffin, I am afraid that in the eyes of this little princess, I am like Cao Boss seeing Guan Erye, and I am eager to get a general.

If a griffin lord can be recruited, it is reasonable to show such a sincere favor.

Leon thanked Ines and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but if I can't find the Duke's son on this trip, I dare not accept your favor."

As he said, if the mission failed, he would definitely not take Ines's gift.

Mutual transactions are friendship, but receiving gifts without merit is a debt of favor that is difficult to repay.

Any seemingly free gift actually has a heavy "price" behind it.

Of course, whether this trip can complete this mission or not, it is not in vain. At least I have learned from Ines another way to obtain permafrost and molten gold.

Warlock Society, Warlock Fortress in the Northern North County.

He sighed silently. If it weren't for that guy Mette, who had nothing better to do, and had colluded with the Atias people, he would have had a grudge against the society now.

Otherwise, if he had joined the society by relying on his acquaintance with Master Hilgard, then now, not to mention the silver medals that require spirit soul stones, if he only made the black Neti medals, the only material that was missing was the moonfall silver, which was difficult to obtain.

Inis looked at Leon's serious look, unfolded her folding fan, and smiled with her lips covered: "From what you said, there are demons rampant in the cursed land. Otherwise, how about I send some warriors to go with you? And the Dire Wolf Knights brought by Marquis Aorad are definitely willing to go under your leadership to save the Lord."

Hearing this proposal, Leon waved his hand helplessly: "That's no need, Your Highness, there are many terrible evil spirits in the cursed land, and ordinary people can't do it. Once you are trapped in it, you are likely to be possessed by demons and distort your mind. Then Not only can they not help, but they will also attack their own people with swords. I have experienced it myself when I escaped from the nightmare forest. "

"It's so scary? Then Marquis Aolad has been in there for so long, isn't he already?" Inis raised her eyebrows.

Leon explained noncommittally: "Now we can only hope that the guy's will is strong enough. If he is lucky, the demon body has not been completely transformed yet, and he may still have time to drive away the demon.

You may not believe it, but the flow of time in the Cursed Land is very disordered. Perhaps, from the perspective of Alad who is trapped in it at this moment, he has just set foot in that area. Of course, it may also be the other way around. It takes ten and a half days inside. Maybe even if the month has passed. "

"Time is different, but there are such wonderful things in the world?" Inis's eyes were very surprised.

"Well, so after I go in, you just need to leave a few people to camp and wait. If you are lucky, you may come back in the blink of an eye, but if you don't return for a long time, don't worry too much." Leon stopped talking and said Standing up from the chair, he was ready to leave immediately: "I will discuss it in detail with Your Highness when I have the opportunity in the future. Now I have to race against time."

"May the gods bless you and wish you a safe return."

Inis then stood up and came to the other party to bless him.

When she heard that the interior of the Cursed Land was more exaggeratedly sinister than the folk tales, she couldn't help but frown.

The disappearance of Alade is indeed a big trouble, but if he loses the person in front of him who he is very happy with, he has a great chance to win over the outstanding knights and new nobles under his banner.

Seeing the other party bowing and turning around, and about to set off, Inis grabbed Leon's arm armor by accident: "Wait a minute."

"Hmm? Is there anything else you want to give me?"

Leon stopped, turned around again, and looked at the princess in front of him doubtfully.

Inis turned her head and called away the warlock Harvey.

After the other party left, and only Agatha and Leon were left in the tent, the girl waved to the other party and whispered: "Come here, don't let the Romans outside hear."

There was no way, this Baron Leon was taller than eight Olanders by visual inspection, and even if she stood on tiptoes, she couldn't get close to his ear.

Leon lowered his head for no apparent reason, not knowing why he needed to whisper so carefully.

Inis showed a cunning face, covered it with a fan, leaned over and whispered quietly: "No matter what, I have a way to explain to Duke Luoman. It would be best if I can rescue Alade back, but no matter it is because of the evil in your mouth, It's still some kind of 'accident', so it doesn't matter if we can only bring back the body.

If you can't do something, don't force it. You have to put your own safety first when you go. Orland shouldn't lose an outstanding knight. You are more important to me than that guy."

Leon nodded calmly. No wonder he couldn't let the knights of Loman's collar outside hear him.

However, why was that compliment at the end so...

ambiguous?

After leaving the princess's tent, we turned a few corners.

Leon instinctively raised his hand and touched the earlobe where he felt the breath just now.

It itched, as if there was still a little residual warmth.

Olivia's smile suddenly came to his mind, and Leon felt guilty for a while, and quickly walked towards the death claw.

Finish your work and go home as soon as possible. The bad women out there are a bit hard to deal with.

Arriving at the place where Corvis was taking care of the gryphon, Leon climbed onto the high saddle of Deathclaw again.

After taking off, he circled far away and followed the knight sent by Inis to lead the way, all the way to the location where Alade accidentally entered the spirit-like field.

The gryphon landed on the high ground in front of the strange scenery.

Leon turned his head and looked slightly curiously at the Eastern Territory Dire Wolf Cavalry camped not far away.

A large group of huge wargs were baring their teeth at the descending gryphon, biting their sharp teeth and letting out a menacing growl.

There was some stress, but it was not as frightening as the war horses, which caused their limbs to collapse. This was a group of ferocious war beasts with excellent courage.

Although Deathclaw never cast a glance at the group of roaring dire wolves.

Business was important, and Leon quickly withdrew his gaze, no longer paying attention to the unhelpful Loman cavalry.

He looked at the scene ahead and probably recognized the wilderness.

Especially the woodland in the distance is where he fought with Eamon.

Lowering his head, Leon patted the gryphon on the back.

The front is very dangerous. Do you want to stay?

Deathclaw felt Leon's inquiry, just shook his head, and raised the huge eagle head with a steel horn.

A loud and mighty roar suddenly surrounded the sky over the wilderness.

The roar, which was like sonic vibration, instantly caused the fur of the dire wolves not far away to explode.

The tips of the giant wolves' ears drooped back, and their low roars were instantly silenced.

After receiving such a proud reply, Leon smiled apologetically.

He raised his hand, recalled the wand from the sky, and wrapped the invisible elemental Gangnir around his right arm.

With a shake of his left hand, the iron reins clanked, and the death claw spread its wings and flew down the high hill, carrying the two people on its back straight into the cursed land.

Today is.

After blinking, Leon's breathing became heavy.

After punching the scepter in his hand, he couldn't help but lean on the throne behind him.

".Your Majesty, Kantadar has surrendered to you."

After hearing this, Leon lowered his eyes and looked at the queue of gorgeously dressed courtiers under the steps of the throne.

"Uriah's allies only ask you to keep the last pasture for them."

"If they disobey, they will be killed."

Looking at the burly Lohak, Leon blurted out.

The moment he opened his mouth, he felt his head even more confused.

He wanted to rub his neck, but he only touched the collar of his robe, and the necklaces and heavy royal medals.

Today is.

"Your Majesty, Serian presents you with three thousand pure girls."

The voice of the palace minister seemed to be separated by a curtain.

"Your Majesty, the envoy of Dinethen comes to surrender."

Leon ignored it and raised his eyes, following the magnificent columns until he looked up at the towering dome of the palace.

"Your Majesty."

The exquisite wall carvings and murals vividly outlined the epics and myths of the kingdom, shrouding him.

Raising his hands to cover his eyes, Leon seemed to want to fall asleep.

"Your Majesty.!!"

The voices of the ministers talking in his ears became more and more distant, and his body became hotter and hotter, as if surrounded by a moist warm touch.

"Your Majesty."

It seemed as if someone was still whispering slowly in his ear.

".Leon?"

This voice. He lowered his right hand that was covering his eyes for the familiar feeling.

What came into view was the hot spring bath in the palace with veil curtains and mist.

The comfortable pool water soaked his lazy body, and the laughter of the orioles and swallows came into his ears.

Leon couldn't help but look up comfortably.

The gentle Elena sat in the water, but the hazy steam couldn't cover her beauty.

Hmm? Elena.?

His confused eyes fell and fell on the group of concubines.

Martha lazily lay by the pool, teasing and chatting with Veresa.

Sally, Raya, Lina. They were playing in the pool.

Tereya. Milena.

And that?

Margarina

She's there too? Why is she?

Yes, also a concubine

". Your Majesty~"

Hearing the call, his shoulders suddenly felt a pair of skillful hands rubbing. Leon turned back with difficulty.

Only then did he realize that he was leaning on Lady Adelina's arms.

Madam?

Whose madam?

Mine?

The body was hot from the touch, as if a raging fire was burning in his chest. The ability to think became slow as if it was stuck.

Happiness, satisfaction, stimulation, joy, and laziness filled every corner of the brain.

Laughter and panting, as well as whispers, filled his ears.

". Leon~"

Take a deep breath of hot mist, and he turned his head to look.

Ines's petite body was nestled in his left arms, looking so weak.

Queen.

". Leon~"

The familiar charming call came from the right.

Leon turned his head and saw Olivia clinging to his right.

A sense of security came over me. Yes. My queen, my beloved

A beautiful white figure appeared in the corner of his eyes.

Leon looked over quickly.

The girl, as pure as a celestial being, was sitting quietly on the shallow platform under the pool, with her snow-white hair floating on the surface of the clear water

Lola?

She.

She is also my queen?

Right? Then why is she still wearing a robe?

She got soaked in the pool

Leon felt annoyed.

Take it off! He wanted to call her to take off the annoying white robe

Looking sideways, a figure appeared.

A slender blond boy slowly walked towards him

Akao?

Looking at the boy holding the crown in his hand, crossing the pool water and approaching.

Leon smiled inexplicably.

"Are you satisfied? Master, my majesty."

The young man put the golden crown on the man in front of him: "The king of kings who reigns over the earth."

The young man with blond hair and golden eyes slowly stepped back, his handsome smile singing a pleasant voice

"You are the supreme monarch of all living things who rule the sky and the sea."

Leon leaned lazily against the softness behind him.

He couldn't help but sigh.

"Akao, you are still so young and handsome after so many years."

The young man stopped singing, chuckled, and came forward.

"Master, have you forgotten that I have kept you young and beautiful forever?"

Leon nodded suddenly: "No wonder."

He raised his left hand and gently stroked the handsome face, smiling even more.

Five fingers tightly grasped the face of the boy with wide eyes.

"You are too self-critical. Corvis will not call me master, and his sincere soul is a thousand times more beautiful than this hypocritical skin."

-Puchi.

The sharp steel blade pierced the boy's white chest.

The splashing blood instantly dyed the pool water into an insoluble bright red.

Leon's eyes were indifferent in the reflection.

The boiling magic power made thunder bloom around the magic gun.

The crackling electric snake exploded. Screams and cries gradually turned into twisted screams.

Everything around became more and more blurred.

Above his head was a dark and colorful chaotic sky.

Below him was a griffin flying low in the sky.

Leon woke up, shook the magic gun in his hand, and raised his slender body high like a rag doll.

The fake golden hair had faded.

And the originally fair and rosy skin also revealed a sickly pale and cold.

Leon tilted his head and looked at the "man" who was on the tip of Gungnir, holding the blood-stained gun with his purple eyes wide open.

Although this charming and beautiful face was very different from what he had seen before.

But as the pursuer who almost killed himself and Corvis, Leon still vaguely recognized the remaining facial features on the other person's face.

It was the Atias wizard named "Emon", at least, the original owner of this body should be him.

And at this moment, the other person looked like he had rejuvenated from an adult back to a teenager.

By the way, I don't know how many layers of beauty and skin smoothing filters were applied.

But, what did this ghost think was the relationship between him and Akao just now?

Could it be that Emon had been selling ditties to Pilieno for too long before he died?

So long that the habit of judging people by "ditching" was engraved in his soul?

The charming Emon tightly grasped the magic spear that pierced him, and his pale body was twitching due to the dazzling arcs of electricity that burst out from the Gungnir gun body.

Leon was about to activate the Molten Sword and kill it, but he saw the ghost eyes full of purple light looking at him, with a strange hollow in the eye sockets.

".Hehe~

~Traitor~

~I found you~"

The repeated emphasis.

Just like countless men, women, old and young laughing and screaming at the same time