Knight and Wand

Chapter 199 Demon
In the tent, Leon said to Ines, "I do have a way to escape from the Cursed Land, but that area is mysterious and unpredictable. I can't guarantee that I will find that guy. I can only do my best."

"I am very grateful to you for putting aside the past grudges and coming here to risk your life despite the offense against Marquis Aorad. Regardless of whether you can find the son of the Duke of the East in that terrible place, I will reward you handsomely." Ines nodded.

Leon perked up after hearing this. This was what he was waiting for. He took the opportunity to tell the real reason for coming here for support: "In this case, Your Highness, if I can rescue that guy, I wonder if you can help me later."

"Of course, you might as well tell me about it." Seeing that the other party also needed her help, Ines immediately became interested.

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

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

"I am looking for these materials for alchemical research, but I have no idea about some of them. If you have any information, I hope you can help me find out.

As for the Molten Mountain 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 use of the royal family. I wonder if you can help me get them through the connections. I am willing to spend a lot of money to buy them. "Leon tried.

Alchemical materials?

Ines clapped the fan in her palms, dazed for a moment. The names of those materials seemed beyond her knowledge.

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

The female knight hurried away as ordered, and soon entered the tent with the young northern warlock.

Leon was slightly surprised when he saw the young man coming in, dressed in a robe and carrying a stick.

He thought that Mette's violation of the taboo must have affected the Warlock Society, requiring the Orland nobles to re-examine this spellcasting organization with a more cautious attitude.

But after thinking about it again, he suddenly understood.

At this time, the fierce war of the southern expedition is in progress. Orland faces a golden opportunity to expand his territory. He is about to take back the territory that the Feru people had lost for hundreds of years from the Kantadar people.

At this juncture, it is impossible for the powerful force of the association mages to go unused.

The kingdom's upper echelons probably wouldn't choose this moment to escalate the turmoil caused by the Mette incident, at least not before the war is over.

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

"Have you heard of alchemical materials such as permafrost, Isua Soul Stone, molten gold, and moon silver?" Ines recounted what Leon was looking for just now.

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 stroked the short beard on his chin, walked to the princess with a frown, and whispered 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 permafrost and molten gold, there seems to be some in the fortress academy of the Northern Warlock Society. When you come back, whether you can find Marquis Aorad 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 the next time I see him. "

Leon raised his eyebrows, overjoyed.

Just help yourself get things from the Warlock Society?
Do I have to ask Ledwin III personally for the Moonfall Silver?

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

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

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

If one could recruit a griffin lord, it would be reasonable for him to show such sincere favor.

Leon thanked Ines and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness. But if I cannot find the Duke's son on this trip, I will not dare to accept your kindness."

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

Mutual transactions are friendship, but receiving favors without doing anything in return is a debt of favor that is difficult to repay.

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

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

The Warlock Society, the Warlock Fortress in the Northern County of North.
He sighed silently. If it weren't for that guy Mette, who had nothing better to do than to get involved with the Atias people, he would have been in trouble with the society now.

Otherwise, if he joined the association by relying on his acquaintance with Master Hilgard, then now, not to mention the silver medals that require the soul stone, if he only wanted to make the black Neti medal, the only material that would be difficult to obtain would be the moon meteorite silver.

Ines looked at Leon's serious expression, unfolded her folding fan, and smiled, "From what you said, there are demons rampant in the cursed land. How about I send some warriors to go with you? And the Dire Wolf Knights brought by Marquis Aurad will definitely be willing to go under your leadership to rescue the Lord."

Hearing this suggestion, Leon waved his hand helplessly: "That's not necessary, Your Highness. There is no shortage of terrible evil spirits in the cursed land. Ordinary people don't know how to deal with it. Once they are trapped in it, they are likely to be possessed by demons and their minds will be distorted. Not only will they be unable to help, but they will also turn their swords against their own people. I have personally experienced this when I escaped from the Nightmare Forest."

"Is it so scary? Marquis Aorad has been in there for so long, wouldn't he have already..." Ines raised her eyebrows.

Leon explained without comment: "Now we can only hope that the guy's will is strong enough. If we are lucky, the demon body has not yet been completely transformed, and maybe there is still time to dispel the evil spirits in his body.
You may find it hard to believe that the flow of time in the cursed land is very chaotic. Perhaps, from the perspective of Aurad 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, and ten days or half a month may have passed. "

"Times are different, and there are such wonderful things in the world?" Ines' eyes were full of surprise.

"Well, so after I go in, you just need to leave a few people to set up camp and wait. If you are lucky, you may be back in the blink of an eye, but if you don't come back for a long time, don't worry too much." Leon stopped talking, stood up from the chair, and prepared to leave immediately: "I will talk to you in detail when I have the chance. Now I have to race against time."

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

Ines then stood up and walked up to the other person to bless him.

She heard that the interior of the cursed land was even more dangerous than described in folk tales, and she couldn't help but frown.

The disappearance of Aurad is indeed a big trouble, but if we lose this man who gets along well with us, we will have a great chance to win over the outstanding knights and new nobles under our command.
Seeing the other party salute and turn around, about to leave, Ines grabbed Leon's arm armor for some unknown reason: "Wait."

"Hmm? Is there anything else you want to ask?"

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

Ines turned around and called back the warlock Harvey.

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

There was no way. Baron Leon was so big that he was estimated to be eight times taller than Orland. Even if she stood on tiptoe, she couldn't get close to his ear.

Leon lowered his head in confusion, wondering what needed to be said in such a cautious and private manner.

Ines had a cunning look on her face, which she covered with her fan, and she leaned over and whispered quietly, "No matter what, I have a way to explain to Duke Roman. It would be best if Aurad could be rescued, but whether it's because of the evil spirit you mentioned or some 'accident', it doesn't matter if we can only bring back the body.

Don't force it if it's impossible. You should prioritize your own safety. 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 led by Roman outside hear it.

But why is that last compliment so
ambiguous?

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

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

It itches, as if there is still some residual warmth.

Olivia's smiling face suddenly came to Leon's mind. Feeling guilty, he quickly quickened his pace and walked towards the Death Claw.

Finish the job as soon as possible and go home, those bad women out there are a bit hard to deal with.

Arriving at the place where Corvis was looking after the griffins, Leon once again mounted the high saddle of the Deathclaw.

After taking off, it circled far away and followed the knight sent by Ines to lead the way, all the way to the place where Aorad accidentally entered the spiritual land.

Riding the griffin, he landed on the high ground in front of the strange scenery.

Leon turned his head and looked with a little curiosity at the East Territory Dire Wolf Cavalry camped not far away.

A large group of huge wolves were baring their teeth at the descending griffins, gnashing their sharp teeth and making threatening growls.

They were somewhat stressed, but none of them showed signs of being frightened to the point of paralyzed limbs like war horses. They were indeed a group of ferocious war beasts with great courage.

Although the Death Claw never glanced at the group of howling dire wolves.

Business was important, so Leon quickly turned his gaze away and no longer paid attention to the Roman cavalry who were of no help.

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

Especially the woodland in the distance, which was where the battle with Amon took place.

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

It's very dangerous ahead, do you want to stay?
Deathclaw sensed Leon's question, and just shook his head, then raised his huge eagle head with a steel horn.

A loud and majestic roar suddenly surrounded the sky above the field.

The roar, which sounded like a sonic boom, instantly made the dire wolves nearby stand on end.

The ears of the giant wolves drooped back, and the low roars just now suddenly became silent.

Leon smiled apologetically after receiving such a proud reply.

He raised his hand, recalled the magic wand from the sky, and wrapped the invisible elemental Gungnir around his right arm. He shook his left hand, the iron reins clanged, and the Deathclaw spread its wings and flew down the hill, carrying the two people on its back and rushing straight into the cursed land.
Today is.
Blinking, Leon's breathing became a little heavy.

He tapped the scepter in his hand and leaned back on the throne behind him.

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

Hearing this, Leon lowered his eyes and looked at the procession of courtiers dressed in gorgeous clothes at the foot of the throne steps.

"Uriah's allies only ask you to keep their last pasture."

"If you are not loyal, you will be killed"

Looking at the burly Lohak, Leon blurted out.

The moment I opened my mouth, I felt my head become even more confused.

He wanted to rub his neck, but he only felt the collar of his robe, and the necklaces and heavy royal medals.
Today is.
"Your Majesty, Serian offers you three thousand pure girls."

The voice of the prime minister seemed to come from behind a curtain.

"Your Majesty, the messenger from Dineshien comes to ask for surrender."

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

".His Majesty."

Exquisite wall carvings and murals vividly depict the epics and myths of the kingdom, looming over him.

Leon raised his hands to cover his eyes, as if he wanted to fall asleep.

"His Majesty.!!"

The voices of the ministers' discussions in my ears became increasingly distant, and my body became increasingly hotter, as if surrounded by a moist and warm touch.

"His Majesty."

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

".Leon?"

This voice. He lowered his right hand that was covering his eyes because of the familiarity of it.

What comes into view is the hot spring bath in the palace with gauze curtains and mist.
The comfortable pool water soaked his lazy body, and the sweet laughter of young girls reached his ears.

Leon couldn't help but look up with satisfaction.

The gentle Elena sat in the water, the hazy steam could not hide her beauty
Hmm? Elena.?

His confused eyes fell on the group of concubines.
Martha lazily lay by the pool, chatting and joking with Veresa
Celie, Raya, and Lina. They are playing in the pool.
Theresa Milena.
And what is that?

Magalina
She's there too? Why?
Yes, she is also a concubine.
".Your Majesty~"

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

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

Whose wife?

mine?

My body was burning with heat from the touch, as if a fire was burning in my chest. My ability to think became slow as if it was stuck.
Happiness, satisfaction, stimulation, joy and laziness fill every corner of the brain.

All I could hear were laughter, panting, and whispers.
".Leon~"

Taking a deep breath of the hot mist, he turned his head and looked in the direction of the voice.

Ines's petite body was nestled in his left arm, looking so fragile.
queen.

".Leon~"

A familiar, charming voice came from the right.

Leon turned his head and saw Olivia standing close to his right.

A sense of relief came over me. Yes. My queen, my love
I noticed a beautiful white shadow in the corner of my eye.

Leon looked quickly.

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

she.
Is she my queen too?
Really? Then why are you still wearing a robe?

Got wet in the pool
Leon felt a surge of anger in his heart.

Take it off! He wanted to ask her to take off the annoying white robe.
Glancing sideways, a figure appeared.

A slender blond boy slowly walked towards me
Aka?
I watched the young man approaching with the crown in his hand, crossing the water.

Leon smiled inexplicably.
"Satisfied? Master, my Lord."

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

The blond boy with golden eyes slowly stepped back, his handsome face smiling and his pleasant voice chanting
"You rule the sky and the sea, you are the supreme monarch of all living things"

Leon leaned lazily against the softness behind him.

He couldn't help but sigh.

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

The boy stopped singing, chuckled, and came forward.
"Master, have you forgotten that I have preserved your youth and beauty forever?"

Leon nodded suddenly: "No wonder."

He raised his left hand and gently stroked the handsome face, his smile widening.

Five fingers tightly grasped the face of the wide-eyed boy.

"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."

——Puff.

The unstoppable steel blade pierced through the boy's white chest.

The splattering blood instantly dyed the pool water an indelible bright red.

Leon's eyes in the reflection were indifferent.

The boiling magic power caused thunder to bloom around the magic spear.

Crackling electric snakes exploded. Screams and cries gradually turned into distorted shrieks.

Everything around me is getting blurrier.
Above my head was a dark and colorful chaotic sky.

Below him was a griffin soaring low in the sky.

Leon came to his senses, shook the magic gun in his hand, and lifted the slender body high up like a rag doll.

The fake blond hair had lost its color.

The originally fair and rosy skin now looked sickly pale and cold.

Leon tilted his head and looked at the "man" who was picked up by him on the tip of Gungnir, grabbing the blood-stained gun body with his purple eyes wide open.

Although this enchanting and beautiful face was very different from what I had seen before.

But as the pursuer who almost took his and Corvis' lives, Leon still vaguely recognized the remaining facial features on the other's face.

It was definitely the Atias wizard named "Amon". At least, he should be the original owner of this body.

At this moment, the other party looked like he had regressed from an adult back to a teenager.

By the way, I applied countless layers of beauty and skin smoothing filters.

But what did this ghost thing think was the relationship between him and Akao?
Could it be that Eamon had been selling ditches to Pirenol for too long during his lifetime?

Has the habit of judging others by "gauging" been so long that it has become engraved into our souls?
The charming Amon tightly grasped the magic spear that pierced him, his pale body twitching from the dazzling arcs of electricity that burst out from Gungnir's spear.

Just as Leon was about to activate the Molten Sword to kill it, he saw the pair of ghost eyes filled with purple light looking at him, with a strange emptiness in the eye sockets.

".Hehe~
Traitor
~Found you~"

Overlapping accents.

Just like countless men, women, old and young, laughing and screaming at the same time
(End of this chapter)