Knights and Magic Wand
Chapter 694: 324 Kovis_2

Chapter 694: Chapter 324 Kovis_2

Leon frowned, “Impossible, even if it’s this world’s Olivia, given her nature, I still believe I have a chance to persuade her not to harm you.

Besides, she has already killed this world’s Lydwen… Your Majesty, regained the throne, what threat could you pose to her now? But just in case, it’s best if you don’t appear in front of her, in the worst case scenario…”

He pinched his chin and continued, “In the worst case, if we really can’t return for the time being, I might as well send you to the Dinexion Kingdom to hide for a while.”

“To the Holy Court Kingdom?” Ines was momentarily stunned.

“Yes, do you remember the Illaril Knights? Those Holy Lake believers are of noble character, and I think entrusting you to the Holy Lake Sect’s monastery would provide you with a very good life. Meanwhile, I will stay in Orland researching that magic until the day I find a way back, then I’ll come to the Holy Lake to find you.”

Ines suddenly became a bit angry, her cheeks slightly puffing up.

“I won’t~!”

“?” Leon turned his head in surprise, looking at the girl who suddenly raised her voice beside him.

Was she really so opposed to it? Didn’t Ines witness the character of the Holy Lake Knights with her own eyes?

Seeing the bewilderment in Leon’s eyes, Ines furrowed her brows, seemingly deflated.

The girl lay back on the cart, letting out a long sigh, “You… don’t underestimate me, okay? I won’t hold you back. Though I can’t charge into battle like Miss Olivia, I am confident I can assist you in both governance and military matters.”

Ines raised her finger, suggesting, “Look, now that Sir Azeryan has become King Seryan, he can no longer be your deputy. How about, when you rise to power, you let me be your administrative manager? I can’t become a knight, so my salary would be very low~”

Leon couldn’t help but smile at the girl’s serious self-recommendation for a position as his deputy, not that he didn’t trust Ines’ capability.

It’s just that in the previous space-time, as the Great Lord of Orland, ruling over hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians, and as a female warlord, this was something that couldn’t possibly happen. Now it seems somewhat absurd.

“Thank you then, it’s truly an honor to have Your Highness help me with governance.” Leon had to joke.

After traveling through Vellozal Territory for three days, they arrived at the bustling Western Port under the Felcon Family’s rule for the second time, where Leon easily found a mixed-bag sailor’s inn to stay.

On the day of their arrival, he took Ines to the dock to confirm something crucial.

“Is that an Athiasian sea ship? Though I’d heard of it from the Floresian trade caravans in West Bay County… but it’s enormous.”

Ines curiously looked at the black-sailed giant ship moored in the Western Port bay.

Leon silently stared at the golden one-eyed emblem fluttering on the black flag, and the anger he thought had subsided suddenly surged from his heart.

It was this band of Mage Empire scoundrels causing trouble repeatedly on the Western Continent. If it weren’t for them, he wouldn’t have had to experience another inexplicable parallel space-time crossover, being forced apart from his wife and friends across two worlds.

It seems that even in parallel space-time, these people still won’t disappear…

“Let’s go.” Leon suppressed his anger and turned to take Ines away.

With the confirmation that the Athiasians had also arrived in the Western Continent, it was now up to see if this world’s Kovis had been brought by Pilireno.

After discovering that the Foreign black-clothed men indeed came and went from the Felcon Family’s fortress, Leon had Ines stay at the inn that night, while he covered his movements under the night to the outskirts alone.

He bypassed the desolate coastal cliffs and shoals, reaching the treacherous cliff beneath the sea-facing side of Felcon Castle under the moonlight.

… He incanted, drew a magic seal, and gently touched his brow.

In Leon’s eyesight, everything enshrouded by the pitch-black darkness gradually became clear.

Looking up, he saw the suspended walkway, only a body’s width, attached to the castle’s rock face, with a frayed rope still swaying mid-air in the wind.

The old escape path from the castle that once helped him and others rescue Miss Elena remains, although it looks more eroded by the wind.

I wonder if that mysterious Galliard of this world has ever been here… Whether Miss Magreina successfully eloped with Larian, and what happened to Miss Elena and others.

Setting aside the thoughts that emerged in his mind, Leon stepped back a few paces, took a running start, and with a lift of his foot onto the craggy rock, his figure sprang upwards.

Using Cat Spinning maneuvers to maintain his angle in the air, Leon buffered his strength with a left-hand grip on the castle wall’s outer face, bending his knees and landing steadily on the pathway, causing an unsettling creak beneath his feet.

But now, accustomed to soaring high above the Nine Heavens on a Griffin, Leon no longer feared such mere heights.

If it was before, descending would have been difficult without Kovis or rope assistance, and without a tall ladder, climbing up would’ve been impossible.

But now, with the physique of a Knight of Valor, he finally understood why the original builders placed the escape route so high.

For a knight with adequate martial skills, this height is just right.

Treading lightly, he continued, climbing section after section of the wind-eroded wooden pathway.

Upon reaching where Galliard once guided them to discover the castle’s rear exit, Leon paused a moment, suddenly looking towards a corner of the path…

He didn’t see the hole piercing through the thick castle wall as it had in the past.

Has Felcon discovered and repaired the break in the foliage-covered hole?

Or was….

that hole back then simply made by Galliard himself?

Leon slightly frowned, withdrew his gaze, and continued to circle in the direction of the former Athiasian embassy.

Against the midnight chill, he arrived at the location once played by the “Assassin Master” and surveyed the area.

The state of the outer wall, inconsistent with his memory, left Leon slightly stunned.

The giant stone brick seams of the wall he once could easily climb…the extent of erosion from wind and rain was far less severe than in the original timeline.

Not to mention climbable gaps, even the most severe stone bricks displayed only a slightly concave curve.

Is it the discrepancy of space-time?

Or were those seemingly horizontally-dug fissures intentionally prepared for me back then?

Galliard, who exactly are you?

Shaking his head to set aside his doubts about that mysterious poet, Leon raised his hand——…

It doesn’t matter, he has more than enough methods to climb up.

A bright blue arc jumped across his right arm, and Garner instantly manifested in his hand.

He leaped backward off the wall with a push, his body fearlessly soaring in the air above the high sea cliff, adjusting the throwing angle.

Activating the Molten Flame Blade, he hurled it fiercely.

The Thunder Spear pierced the air, with a thud, embedding into the sturdy wall above.

The Flying Thunder God Technique flashed, and with crackling thunder all over him, Leon was pulled into the air, gripping the wand’s body with his legs and effortlessly flipping onto the pole.

Dissipating the airborne atmospheric elements from his body, his hair slowly descended as he looked up at the rampart now almost within reach.

It was just a leap away.

Just as he was about to jump up, Leon hesitated and paused his action.

Kovis once mentioned that someone had silently disrupted the guarding technique inside the embassy, allowing us to escape safely back then.

Chances were, it was Galliard who did it, but now that he’s not here….?

Leon pressed his hand against the wall, closed his eyes, and focused, letting his Magic Perception seep into the solid wall, carefully probing.

Sure enough, close to the inner third of the structure, he sensed the magic flow caused by a complex structured technique.

Quickly retracting his probing magic, Leon opened his eyes and began to ponder.

What should be done?

That large guarding technique is extremely complex; there’s no way he could silently dismantle it without triggering an alarm.

Galliard might have the ability, but he certainly couldn’t do it himself right now.

Leon clicked his tongue slightly, considering whether he should temporarily retreat tonight and look for another way.

Wait, he remembered Galliard mentioning a hidden little door for escape in the castle.

Perhaps he could use the Object Manipulation Technique to unlock it and stealthily enter the castle?

Just as he was contemplating this…Leon suddenly felt a chill on his back, his hairs standing on end, as a sense of danger emanated from above.

——Is someone there!? Have I been discovered?!

He kicked the end of Garner, with a crack, the outer wall shattered, the Magic Gun spinning out of the wall, which Leon grabbed.

Free-falling, his feet brushed against the castle’s outer wall as he dropped back down to the walkway below, swiftly creating distance, he reversed his grip on Garner and looked upward.

His eyes wide open, Leon’s pupils shrank.

…Under the moonlight.

A black robe adorned with golden patterns fluttered in the sea breeze…

Dazzling blonde hair and cold golden eyes, emanating a hazy glow.

A thin figure holding a Falcon Magic Wand, looking down with an indifferent gaze on a handsome face.

“Where do you come from, my uninvited friend, barging into a forbidden zone? If you can’t give me a satisfactory answer, I’m afraid you’ll have to stay with me tonight for a good chat….”

“Kovis!?——You….!”

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