Chapter 28: Watch Me Unload Five Times in a Row!

Fiora’s inexplicable shyness was starting to make Leon feel expectant.

“Hurry up, Fiora. What are you doing?”

The silver-haired girl remained silent, saying nothing.

Because of her instruction, Leon could only close his eyes and wait.

“Nngh, I’m going for it.”

Hearing a voice filled with determination, Leon felt something being stuffed into his mouth, startling him.

“L-lick it…”

Fiora was ordering him, but Leon still hesitated.

What… what is this?

Opening his eyes, he was met with an electrifying sight.

Fiora had actually placed her slender, delicate index and middle fingers into his mouth.

“Don’t look…! I told you to listen to me! I’m not as shameless as you…”

Fiora’s face was as red as if it were on fire, and she frantically used her other free hand to cover Leon’s eyes.

“Lick it, now! I don’t want to repeat myself a third time!”

Leon touched the tips of Fiora’s fingers with his tongue, licking her tender skin.

The sensation was just like the impression her youthful appearance gave off—refreshing and delightful, like licking an ice cream bar.

She began to tremble slightly at his actions, and he could feel her temperature rising.

In truth, his taste buds could already distinguish it. Besides the sweat from Fiora’s nervousness, there was another liquid.

It was…

“Swallow…”

It’s actually saliva! Fiora is so bold!!

Could it be that while she acts like she’s bad at this sort of thing, she’s actually a very lewd loli?

At this thought, Leon’s heart began to pound wildly.

With Fiora’s small hand still covering his eyes, he inhaled the faint, sweet fragrance from her palm, and his mind began to wander.

As his excitement grew, the magic power being poured into his body also began to surge.

After all, it was the magic of the Dragon King; even this small amount was immense.

Fiora is amazing, in all sorts of ways.
The magic power is about to make me burst.

“Are you done yet? Hurry up…!”

Fiora urged Leon on with a tearful voice, which only further spurred on his restrained nature.

In a moment of daze, he actually grabbed her shoulder and pulled her into his arms to savor the taste more thoroughly.

This startled the already nervous Fiora, who lifted her small foot and kicked him, snapping Leon’s hazy consciousness—clouded by the rampaging magic—back to its senses.

“Er… um…”

Facing the girl who looked on the verge of tears, Leon felt extremely embarrassed.

He thought for a good while before coming up with a way to ease the awkwardness.

“How about I let you lick mine? Then we’ll be even.”

“Pervert! Scum!!”

Fiora retreated, hugging her chest with both arms as she yelled at Leon.

The Sword Saint realized he had said the wrong thing again.

My affection rating…

He had been too impulsive just now, acting in a way that violated the gentlemanly spirit of the Alex family.

But to be honest, it felt like it wasn’t enough. I really want to experience more…

Harboring such thoughts, Leon stared intently at Fiora.

Unconsciously, he stuck out his tongue, licked his lips, and smiled.

Fiora shuddered, like prey spotted by a predator.

“Leon, don’t look at me like that…! Hurry up and deal with the iceberg.”

“Oh, right, there’s still business to attend to. We can discuss this matter later. I have a feeling it can’t end this simply.”

Leon also knew he had gone too far with the girl. He would have to apologize properly later.

“It’s still not over—?!”

Leon simultaneously drew the sword from his waist and the one from his back.

The large and small twin swords merged together, forming a two-handed greatsword.

This was his prize for defeating the Adjudicator of Light and Dark—the Twinblades of Light and Shadow.

“Fiora, get away from me,” Leon said.

Fiora nodded and ran off.

Leon lowered his center of gravity, adjusted his breathing, cleared his mind of all distractions, and took aim at the massive iceberg hanging in the sky.

The immense magic within his body was searching for an outlet.

When Leon opened the floodgates, it surged out madly.

The Sword Saint controlled it methodically, channeling it into the Twinblades of Light and Shadow.

In truth, this sword technique wasn’t complex; it was merely an external release of magic power—a common countermeasure used by warriors when suppressed.

However, through his mastery and control over his weapon, Leon could precisely focus the originally chaotic burst onto his intended target.

“Sky-Rending Dragon-Slaying Sword.”

Normally, this move wouldn’t have the effect of a light cannon, but thanks to Fiora’s mana replenishment and the charge-up time, it had become a genuine, screen-clearing, map-wide attack.

The bards’ exaggerated descriptions of old became reality at this moment.

Two torrents—one of light and one of dark—shot towards the heavens, blowing the roof off the training ground.

The sword energy converged into a sharp spear, piercing through the giant iceberg, destroying its internal structure from the very center, and causing it to shatter and collapse.

Although the massive iceberg had shattered, the huge chunks of debris falling down still posed a considerable threat to the Royal Capital.

But Leon still had power to spare. He felt he had a considerable amount of magic left—enough to fire off a few more shots without issue.

“Sky-Rending Dragon-Slaying Sword.”
“Sky-Rending Dragon-Slaying Sword.”
“Sky-Rending Dragon-Slaying Sword.”
“Sky-Rending Dragon-Slaying Sword.”
“Sky-Rending Dragon-Slaying Sword.”

He unleashed five glorious cannon blasts in a row, further shattering the large fragments.

The next step was the final one.

Leon hefted the greatsword onto his shoulder.

“Fiora, send me up!”

“Got it!”

Fiora cast a spell, forming an ascending staircase of ice, and Leon started running up it.

In the eyes of the Royal Capital’s citizens, they saw the legendary Sword Saint ascending a staircase to the heavens—swift as a flash of black light—as he charged into the sky.

He swung the greatsword in his hands in a circular sweep, unleashing a tempest of sword energy that spread out in all directions, pulverizing the iceberg remnants into dust.

On this day, snow fell upon the Royal Capital in the middle of summer, and another tale was added to the legend of the Sword Saint Leon—

An evil mage unleashed a forbidden spell in an attempt to destroy the Royal Capital, but the Sword Saint Leon answered the people’s prayers, becoming a hero of justice who saved the city.

However, the hero in everyone’s eyes didn’t care at all about the incredible feat he had just performed. Instead, his mind was completely occupied with one thought:

Was Fiora’s taste just now strawberry or cherry?

The Donghui Emperor had witnessed it all from the royal palace—the shattering of the iceberg and the salvation of the Royal Capital.

His sharp, hawk-like eyes were filled with interest.

“The Sword Saint Leon… to think he’s such a powerful man. I truly want him for myself.”

The Donghui Emperor glanced back at the man by his side—his trusted confidant, Jeton.

“My King, you are the strongest warrior among humans. Even the Great Sage himself must show you deference. A man with the title of Hero Sword Saint like Leon will hardly be able to make waves before you.”

“Hehe, that’s true,” the Donghui Emperor said. “However, go and investigate the powerful mage who summoned the iceberg. Do it discreetly. Once you’ve confirmed their identity, you may use any means necessary to bring them before me.”

“Leave it to this subordinate. Everything will proceed as you wish… My King, you will obtain the ancient inheritance of the Ice Dragon King, conquer the other races, and become the sole hegemon of the continent.”