Leon's eyes suddenly lit up.
According to the information he received from the token, this so-called full-power strike did not belong to just any ordinary Legend-rank expert!
Rather, it was a full-power strike from the Sage King himself—a legend among legends on the continent of Ommisiah!
“Grant! Bring me Grant of the Nightmare Empire! I want to test his mettle!”
Leon recalled Archduke Grant of the Blood Tribe, who had stealthily sneaked into the Heron Empire as a Legend-rank expert, intending to assassinate him in his cradle.
Let Grant come!
Let's see if that bat with two broken wings can still measure up to the current him!
“Not just Grant, but even against Burns V... Well, it might still be a bit risky.”
Leon pondered for a moment, not entirely sure if the 'Thunder' token in his hand could instantly kill Burns V.
Although Burns V's strength had plummeted, he had still fallen from the height of a top-tier Legend-rank expert.
In his prime, he was even stronger than Archduke Grant.
Furthermore, with the magic towers built by the Burns Court, two Legend-rank treasures, and a massive army of the undead...
Leon really couldn't be sure if the Thunder token could instantly kill Burns V.
“Regardless, with this Thunder token, I'll have the power to fight back even if I face Epic or Legend-rank experts in the future...”
That old geezer, the Sage King, did a great job!
As for why the Sage King had suddenly sent him a token?
Naturally, it was because he saw Leon's promotion to the Gold rank and wanted to increase his investment!
It was the same old principle: investing in talent was the most cost-effective investment of all.
In the past, the talent Leon displayed during the priest examination made him worthy of the Sage King's investment of a Leaf of the Kabbalah Tree of Life.
But now, reaching the Gold rank at less than seventeen years of age made his talent even more deserving of a life-saving Thunder token from the Sage King!
“The old geezer might not always act like a decent human being, but when it comes to treasures, he really delivers.”
The tasks assigned by his superior, the Sage King, were indeed quite difficult, but the corresponding rewards were truly satisfying.
After carefully putting away the Thunder token, Leon pulled out some paper and a pen, filling the front of the page with eloquent words of gratitude and praise for the Sage King.
Afterward, he wrote down the entire sequence of events regarding the Black and White Hand incident in Stormveil City on the back.
He placed special emphasis on how the Black and White Hand's objective was to destroy the mana-sensing device.
Leon had a nagging feeling that there was something fishy about the Black and White Hand's actions. To deploy so many people just to destroy a mana-sensing device suggested they definitely had a deeper plot.
However, due to a lack of information, Leon could not deduce their deeper motive behind destroying the device.
Writing a letter to report this to the Sage King meant Leon had no intention of dealing with the Black and White Hand himself, throwing the troublesome problem right back to the Sage King instead.
Now that the Black and White Hand in Stormveil City had been dealt with, Leon's focus had to shift back to the Dusk Sea.
The threat of the Burns Court was escalating!
Over the past three days, the army of the undead had already occupied the Endless Bay, and they even showed signs of continuing their northward expansion toward the southern coast of the empire.
Some fishermen casting their nets in the coastal waters had even run into undead scouts more than once!
As the saying goes, since ancient times, the waters north of the Endless Bay had always been the territory of the Heron Empire.
For the Burns undead to dare trespass here was nothing short of actively seeking their own death!
“He who invades our great Wu... wait, no, he who invades our great Heron Empire's territory, I, Leon, shall surely crush them!”
“If you dare cause trouble in my territory, you're going to get what's coming to you.”
Leon snorted coldly and called Alicia into the room. Alicia naturally made herself at home and fell asleep on his bed.
Meanwhile, Leon sat cross-legged to meditate, continuing his practice of Sacred Light Meditation.
Watching the experience points of Sacred Light Meditation steadily rise, gradually approaching the Lv3 threshold of 300 experience points, Leon felt a satisfaction that was better than (...).
“The three-choice card draw for reaching Lv3 in Sacred Light Meditation is just around the corner!”
...
The next day.
Early in the morning, Leon finished his meditation and walked from the backyard to the Rose Cathedral to conduct today's Mass.
Although he rarely stayed at the cathedral, and although he had only held two Masses since arriving at the Rose Cathedral nearly two months ago, and although most of his Divine Arts were used for combat rather than healing believers...
...He, Leon, was indeed a good priest.
“Priest Leon! Have you really become a Gold-rank priest?”
“Priest Leon! Could you give me an autograph? My niece far away in Liurnia of the Lakes is a follower of yours, and she really wants your signature!”
“Priest Leon! What kind of girls do you like? I have three daughters—the eldest is eighteen, the second is fifteen, and the youngest turned nine today. They are all very elegant and pretty, and they all like you very much!”
“...”
It had to be said that the citizens of Eldenborg were truly simple and direct. As soon as the Mass ended, they went straight to Leon to propose marriages!
At the entrance of the cathedral, Ratahn watched Young Master Leon surrounded by the crowd of citizens, a gratified smile appearing on his face.
“As expected of Young Master Leon, to be so deeply loved...”
Beside Ratahn, a red-haired girl in a blue dress smiled upon hearing his words.
“Yes, in the hearts of people like us, Young Master Leon is like a savior!”
Michaela smiled and said:
“If Young Master Leon hadn't killed those wicked nobles... we would still be imprisoned right now...”
“You could say that Young Master Leon gave us a second life.”
“Not only that, but he also took out the confiscated wealth to build roads, construct bridges, and repair the damaged deck of the Great Fisher...”
“It's because of Young Master Leon that Old Neil's wife can afford her medicine, Miss Roshan's leaking roof could be repaired, and Mrs. Orianna doesn't have to work three jobs just to feed her children...”
Michaela rambled on, while Ratahn listened quietly.
Right at that moment.
Clip-clop, clip-clop—
A series of heavy footsteps echoed from the street corner, shaking the ground like beating drums. Ratahn raised his head, his gaze suddenly narrowing.
He saw a line of giant-like figures slowly approaching, riding tall, sturdy deer-like beasts.
They wore heavy armor woven of deep blue and brilliant gold, the lines of their armor rigid, with their chestplates and pauldrons gleaming with a cold metallic luster under the sunlight.
Their helmets were fully enclosed, their faceplates tightly sealed.
Behind them, a blue battle standard fluttered high in the wind, and in the center was a prominent "℧" symbol.
As a warrior of the Falcon Warband, Ratahn was highly familiar with the crests of the other warbands.
Seeing this warband's crest now, his pupils shrank, and his face filled with astonishment.
“This is... the Empire's Second Warband, a top-tier warband once personally commanded by the first Heron Emperor, known as the Blade of the Emperor—the Limit Warband?!”
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