Knights and Magic Wand
Chapter 780 - 366: The More Things Change, the More They Stay the Same

Chapter 780: Chapter 366: The More Things Change, the More They Stay the Same

After eating a large meal, the instinctive desire for energy within the body somewhat subsided.

After confirming that the local food had no adverse effects on their bodies, Leon was relieved to let Olivia consume these canned foods.

Forcing himself up despite drowsiness and fatigue, he approached the armor lining and armor on the sofa. He was about to put it on but then laid down the heavy armored clothing again.

Even the thick steel plate armor was difficult to resist the direct attacks of the large-caliber local firearms, and wearing chain armor and armed clothing under the armor seemed utterly meaningless, except for slowing down his movements and causing a sweaty stench.

He turned his attention to the griffin plate armor, which was covered in scratches from ricocheted bullets that narrowly missed through body techniques during indoor combat under dense fire.

In addition, the iron gloves and the ring armor at the elbows and knee bends were twisted and damaged from intense self-collision during heavy movement.

Leon simply decided to dismantle the damaged parts that did not fit the geometry of this world and already broke, leaving only the steel boots, shin armor, chest armor, arm armor, and shoulder armor.

He didn’t rush to put on the simplified armor but turned to enter the bedroom of this house, opened the closet, and searched for an outfit to replace the armed clothing, to be worn over the inner shirt and separated from the armor metal on the outside.

Looking at the avant-garde and unique clothes in the closet, Leon couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow.

"This style is quite punk fashion... Was the owner of this house into rock? Or is this just the local culture?"

However, after rummaging through, he couldn’t find any men’s clothing, realizing this residence probably belonged to a single woman; he had to give up and planned to check if there were any abandoned clothing stores nearby later.

But glancing at the leather jackets, hot pants, and knee-high boots in the wardrobe... Leon couldn’t help but turn his eyes to his adorable wife, sitting in the living room with her cheeks puffed up chewing food.

"Olivia, do you want to come and see? I think these clothes would suit you." With a spark in his heart, he couldn’t help but become excited.

Hearing the call, Olivia put down the food and walked into the room.

"What? Clothes that suit me?"

She saw Leon shake the black shorts without leg openings, just slightly longer than the "women’s underwear" he invented for her in Avalon.

Seeing the flimsy clothing resembling a nightgown sleeveless vest in Leon’s other hand, Olivia tilted her head in confusion, a question mark seemingly appearing above her not-yet-dry golden hair.

"It’s still unsafe here, so why would I specifically change into a nightgown for sleep?" Olivia asked in puzzlement.

Even during safe marches, they often stayed armored while resting.

Leon explained earnestly to the perplexed girl: "You misunderstood; this clothing is actually meant to be worn outside."

"!?"

Olivia blinked in disbelief at the shorts. Indeed, Leon was also holding a pair of flamboyant innerwear in his other hand.

"Worn outside? Such short shorts?... Worn outside???"

The girl’s face turned red, and she immediately crossed her arms in front of her, jumping back as her pupils quivered at the thought of such an immodest outfit.

"How can this be!"

Unless worn with long pants underneath, wouldn’t such short attire completely expose the legs? And that vestlike top akin to a nightgown seemed not even to cover the waist!

"I think you just want to tease me again." Olivia frowned and retorted, glaring.

"Of course not, back in my hometown, this outfit is quite normal... Although, well, perhaps it’s honestly too soon for you. I just thought with the armor, we should wear something more lightweight now for easier movement."

Seeing Olivia jump back like a startled animal and not falling for it, Leon reluctantly shrugged, giving up the idea of changing his wife into a fresh outfit.

The too-cool summer wear was indeed too stimulating for a little lion who had grown up in a feudal-era village.

Throwing the black hot pants back into the closet, Leon instead picked out a sleek low-waist leather pant and a punk-style black jacket.

"How about this?" Leon blinked innocently, weakly suggesting again.

Looking at the expectation in his lover’s eyes, and seeing this outfit appeared much more normal than before, Olivia reluctantly nodded.

"You said you weren’t teasing me, yet here are clothes that look completely normal."

The girl mumbled as she took the exotic-styled unusual clothes, promptly pushing the mischievous scoundrel Leon out of the bedroom despite his strong protest, before taking off her plain velvet shirt to change into these unusually designed clothes.

To be honest, having arrived unexpectedly in this foreign realm, the girl had been enduring discomfort from her overly sensitive sense of smell while wearing old clothes tainted with the stench of corpses.

Shaking his head regretfully outside the door, Leon had no choice but to return to the sofa in the living room to wear his armor.

In no time, Olivia emerged from the door in new attire, and Leon turned to look, his eyes lighting up.

The single ponytail girl was wearing a sleeveless top and trendy jacket, paired with black leather pants with leather buckles.

The girl’s style immediately transformed from the elegant and bright knight girl she was into an exceptionally brisk and rebellious punk girl; all she needed now was a guitar, and she would be the charismatic lead singer of a rock band.

Except her eyes were still too gentle; a fierce gaze from when fighting enemies would have completed the look...

Truly worthy of being his Golden Lion Knight, she looked so cool.

Leon’s intense gaze made Olivia blush, the girl brushed her side hair uncomfortably, yet the undisguised admiration from her husband made her feel joy inside.

"Alright! Stop staring so intently, if you like it that much, I’ll wear it for you when we return... What should we do next?"

Olivia walked over, zipping up her jacket and picking up her shin armor and steel boots to put them back on, she turned slightly to ask: "Since this world also suffers from the Undead Magic Disaster, should we look for a local organization fighting against this dreadful calamity, similar to the Holy War Alliance? Perhaps from the spellcasters of this world, we can find a way home."

Hearing this, Leon retracted his fervent gaze and nodded: "That’s what I think too."

He looked at the screen resembling a television in the living room; unfortunately, although the town still had water, the civilian devices’ energy supplies were already cut off.

The conical plug in the round hole on the wall didn’t provide any energy transmission; despite trying to inject electric energy into those household technological devices, this world, while much like Earth, wasn’t Earth.

The people here didn’t use electricity at all, and his attempts with atmospheric elements converting to electric energy injected into that communication-like home device only resulted in burning the insides of the device, achieving nothing.

Unable to understand this world through these devices, nor attempt communication externally, he and Olivia could only continue to search further for living people capable of communicating...

After Olivia removed the obstructive armor joints and donned her plate armor again, Leon grabbed the cloak beside him, undoing the knot to lay out the previously acquired weapons and ammunition on the table to count.

He picked up the exotic firearm to explain its usage to Olivia.

"..... The trigger here is just like the Silver Mountain Crossbow, pulling it to shoot the bullet arrow... This is the magazine, pressing this button will eject it..... This is to adjust shooting mode... This is the safety..."

In detail, he taught Olivia the precautions of handling rifles and pistols, and the girl listened intently, understanding without any difficulty.

It was simply a unique crossbow shooting metal arrows without a bowstring, powered by the alchemy explosives at the arrow’s rear.

As for the skills in using them, there was little difficulty, both for Olivia and Leon.

The recoil when firing these guns was almost nonexistent for them with their Knight of Valor strength, no need even to brace the gun against the shoulder.

When gripping the gun handle to fire, as long as they didn’t change their aim, the gun body felt welded in the air, despite how the muzzle roared.

And the shooting accuracy.....

After adapting with some simple test shots and practicing the bullet trajectory, both Leon and Olivia could already incorporate the bullet’s flight path into their preternatural perception through martial intuition.

Leon found their shared martial art talent also perfectly suited for ranged shooting.

The pre-vision power to see the bullet trajectory and landing point before firing made him feel they were using guns as if they were cheating.