Another day begins, and I'm still woken up by the early birds. I really want to eat braised bird meat...

I rubbed my sleepy eyes before getting up and getting ready. A new day naturally starts with a morning run!

It's worth mentioning that I'm in a particularly good mood today. How so? Because I had a dream last night...

A beautiful dream: Sylvie was lying naked next to me, looking at me sweetly, and I kissed her. Then we spent a very sweet night together!

I felt quite disappointed when I woke up and realized it was just a dream...

She had already changed out of her previous clothes and was now wearing the uniform of the Duke of Krogos's mansion. Although it didn't fit her quite well, it wasn't tailor-made. However, thinking back to her battle with Fisshill, she couldn't help but blush…

I spent the morning in the library of the Duke of Croggs's mansion, also to avoid Ilotti. I could hear her boasting about killing me from a distance, so how could I possibly appear in her sight?

It was only then that I realized Ilotti had a dual personality, and when I learned that the manic personality was the dominant personality, I couldn't help but feel very disappointed, which meant that it was almost impossible to see the gentle Ilotti again.

"I'd still be quite happy to teach Ilotti magic! What a pity!"

...

Time flies, and there are only two weeks left until the agreed-upon one-year anniversary. But just when I was planning to spend those remaining two weeks peacefully, an unexpected event occurred...

As usual, I lay in bed, eager to see Sylvie from my dreams. At the prime of my youth, I was truly powerless against such dreams.

"Ah... God..."

"Knock knock knock..."

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside the room, as if many people were chasing something...

"What the hell?!"

Before I could even complain, the sound of weapons clashing rang out. I was stunned for a moment, then immediately realized that something was not a simple matter.

I quickly got dressed, opened the door, and saw a group of people attacking a woman. The woman was very agile and dodged several times without getting hurt.

He then looked to the side and saw Ilotti standing in the corner, injured and pale. This...this is...

"Leon! Quickly, take Ilotti away from here..."

It's Faith Hill's voice!

Only then did they realize that the woman being attacked was none other than Faith Hill…

I didn't know what had happened, but for now I could only listen to Faith Hill and rushed out of the corridor with Ilotti in my arms.

"Damn it! What's going on?"

"Who are those people! Why are they attacking this place?"

"Where is Lord Krogos?"

For a moment, my mind was filled with questions. Ilotti seemed to be seriously injured. Although she had a dog-like expression on her face, she didn't utter a single word and didn't have the strength to resist me.

"Where to?"

After running out of the Duke's mansion, I was still completely confused. Fisshill hadn't said where we were going, and Ilotti was injured. Where were we going now? I had no idea…

Relying on my memory from my morning run, I came to a deserted alley, less than 500 meters from the Krogh Palace. It seemed to have been deliberately left there when the city of Terunea was first established.

Although I had only run less than 500 meters, I was already panting heavily and couldn't run any further, so I stopped.

I put Ilotti on the ground. Her outer clothes were already tattered, probably because of the battle just now. I took off my own outer clothes and put them on Ilotti.

"Th...thank you!"

Ilotti's voice was soft, but her tone was firm. Although it sounded like she was forcing out those two words, I was still shocked.

"Don't speak yet, you're seriously injured..." Leon buttoned up the first button of his coat to prevent it from falling off.

"Great goddess of life, in my name, by your power, grant those who have lost their strength the strength to rise again—Azure Crown"

This was the first time Leon had used healing magic. He had only seen his mother use it on him twice before, and he didn't know if he could cast it himself. However, Ilotti's condition was not optimistic, and she needed to be treated immediately.

As Leon chanted the incantation, azure light began to spread across Iloti's body, and the sword wounds on her body began to heal along with the azure light.

"My lovely little princess, I never imagined you would be cowering like a mouse in this kind of alley."

The voice, "Who's there?" came from the direction the two had just come from. It seemed that the group of people had caught up with them. Leon naturally didn't believe that the Sword King, Fisshill, would be defeated. It must have been someone she had missed who caught up with them.

Leon instantly became alert, placing his hands on his chest and staring in that direction, ready to face the enemy at any moment.

As the figure drew closer, Leon saw three people standing there. Two of them were dressed as knights, and the one in the middle was an old man wearing a long robe. He had a sinister smile on his face, which looked particularly incongruous.

Ilotti slowly regained her strength, and I quickly helped her up. However, seeing her pale face and her forehead covered in sweat, I couldn't help but frown. It seemed that my healing magic hadn't been very effective.

"Where did this little brat come from? This is none of your business. I advise you to leave now!" the old man sneered, clearly displeased with Leon's presence.

"Who are you people? Why did you attack the Duke of Krogh's mansion?" Although Leon understood that it was mostly because of Ilotti, he still wanted to find out who they were. To be honest, he hated being dragged into this storm. He thought that if he could just stay safe for another half month, everything that happened here would be none of his business.

"We don't need to answer your question! Just hand over the little girl beside you, and we'll all be fine." These were the words of a knight standing nearby, who sounded to be in his forties.

"Tch... What kind of nonsense is it for a bunch of adults to bully two little kids? But even if I handed Ilotti over to them, I might not leave alive..." Leon stared intently at the three of them. To be honest, he had a thought of dumping Ilotti on them and running away, but would he really escape their pursuit? Even if he did escape, would he live with guilt for the rest of his life?

I turned to look at Ilotti, her face still bearing that arrogant attitude, that dog-like expression that seemed ready to bite. I really wanted to throw her to them and run away as fast as I could…

"Wait! Did I miss something...?"

Ilotti's eyes, that was...

Leon could see it clearly; tears welled up in her eyes, though she tried to hide them, he still caught them.

"Hey! Making a girl cry is truly unforgivable!"

Leon understood that Ilotti hoped he could save her, and he also knew that if he slunk back home like this, he would probably only be met with disappointed looks from his parents and Sylvie: "I could have gone home to report in peace in just half a month, but you had to cause trouble! It seems that ignoring this is impossible."

"Muttering to yourself, what's wrong with you all doing here! In that case, I'm really sorry!" With that, the two knights quickly approached Leon.

"Hmph! Don't you even consider who you're dealing with?"

Leon gave a soft snort, extended his right hand, and waved it gently at the two of them.

A flash of azure light appeared in the air, and a ripple spread out, enveloping the two knights in jets of water.

"I'd heard that a tutor who could cast spells without incantation had come to Krogh, but I never expected him to be able to use a King-level spell like Water Prison. What a pity..."

"..."

Leon heard the old man chant a spell he had never heard before, and his water prison was actually sliced ​​open by the scepter in the old man's hand.

"Are you kidding me? He actually managed to cleave through my King-level magic! Just who is he?"

Leon then realized he had been careless. He hadn't expected the old man to be a magician who could cut open his water prison. He seemed to be a cunning old fox.

We can't give them a chance to breathe.

That was the first thought that popped into my head. Leon wanted to cast a fireball, but as soon as he raised his hand, the magic he had been gathering vanished.

Leon then realized that his surroundings had changed, as if something was enveloping him, and a strong sense of unease and crisis immediately welled up in his heart.