"Weekly auction, huh?" Roselia nodded, but then she came closer to him, sniffing the air around him.
"What are you doing?" Leon asked, backing away while trying to maintain a calm face.
"Who is she?" Roselia asked coldly, her eyes narrowing as she looked at him.
"What do you mean?" Leon asked, feigning ignorance, but Roselia pressed on. "I can clearly smell the scent of a virgin girl on you," she said as she crossed her arms and stared him down.
"Do you have another lover outside, or was it just a one-night thing?" she asked bluntly. Leon sighed, realizing there was no point in hiding it, so he spilled the truth.
"Hm, I see... so this Angelica, huh?" she said with a nod before adding, "By the way, to think you could even seduce an angel into bed, you’re really something." She smirked teasingly as Leon froze in place.
"Angel?" he asked, startled.
"Yes, the scent on you is clearly angelic, and she has marked you too," Roselia said as he tensed up.
"I didn’t know she was an angel," Leon admitted, and Roselia gave him a pointed look.
"Well, you did say she was imprisoned, so maybe someone trapped her on this floor and sealed her powers," she said thoughtfully. Leon and Roselia continued walking side by side, the conversation leaving him lost in thought.
"And she’s marked me, huh?" Leon sighed, wondering what Angelica saw in him to make such a bold move.
"Yep, she’s really marked you," Roselia confirmed with a teasing smirk. Leon’s mind wandered as he recalled the significance of an angel’s mark.
Angels, like the myths describe, are pure beings. However, they are also incredibly prideful, viewing themselves as superior to other races. Their purity is their pride, and even among their own kind, engaging in intimacy is rare, considered akin to animal behavior.
But once in a while, oddballs like Angelica emerge—angels who don’t care about purity or pride. They do whatever they want, and when they form a bond, they mark their partners. This mark is essentially a declaration to other angels, saying, "He’s mine." It also warns off any potential rivals, be it other angels or members of other races.
Now, Leon was stuck. The mark didn’t affect Roselia since she was already with him, and Angelica came second. However, if Leon tried to get close to anyone new, the heavenly thunder—an Ex-rank skill for good reason—would strike the girl he is going to fuck.
’No wonder she was acting all sweet, saying things like "This body only belongs to you." It was a trap all along,’ Leon thought bitterly, remembering Angelica’s seductive words.
"Fufufu..." Roselia giggled, clearly amused at his predicament. Leon shot her a glare.
"Hmph, she’s now not with us, so it’s still only you who will accompany me," Leon declared firmly. Then, with a sly grin, he added, "But be ready to not sleep at night from now on."
Roselia froze for a moment, her cheeks flushing red as his words sank in. Her reaction drew the attention of a few passersby, who glanced at her curiously. Embarrassed, she quickly ran after Leon, flustered.
"Wait! What do you mean by that?!" she demanded, catching up to him as he walked ahead with a smug expression.
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Soon after finishing their meal at a cozy restaurant, Leon and Roselia now stood outside a foreboding cave. The entrance loomed large, its jagged edges looking like the jaws of a beast. This was the dungeon where the Abomination King resided.
"The Abomination King is impervious to magic. Only physical attacks work on him. Time for my axe to shine," Leon declared, pulling out his massive axe. Its blade gleamed, radiating an aura of destructive power. Roselia nodded, unsheathing her twin blades, their edges sharp enough to cut through steel.
The pair ventured into the dungeon, their footsteps echoing against the cold, damp walls. The air inside was thick with the stench of decay, and the flickering light from Leon’s torch illuminated grotesque shapes crawling on the walls.
They were immediately greeted by Spitters—a type of zombie-like creature with bloated bodies. Their primary attack involved spewing acid from their mouths, and if killed carelessly, they would burst, releasing a deadly cloud of corrosive acid.
"This dungeon tests agility," Leon muttered, eyeing the Spitters. "Strike them and get away quickly, or we’ll be bathing in bone-melting acid."
Roselia nodded, her eyes narrowing. "Understood. Let’s clear them out quickly."
Leon charged first, swinging his axe with precision. The first Spitter was cleaved in two, but before its acidic explosion could reach him, he had already leaped back. Roselia darted around the room with unmatched agility, her twin blades slicing through the creatures with deadly efficiency.
The duo worked seamlessly together, evading the acid bursts and thinning the horde of Spitters. Each step deeper into the dungeon brought more challenges, the atmosphere growing heavier with the Abomination King’s looming presence.
"Hey! Check this out!" Leon called out to Roselia with a grin as he approached a Spitter. He kicked it off the ground with immense force, sending it soaring into the air like a ragdoll. Gripping his axe like a baseball bat, he swung with precision. The axe connected with the Spitter mid-air, killing it in one clean strike.
The force of the swing sent dead body of the Spitter flying, it was aimed at another spitter. Thye collided as the dead spitter bursted and killed the one it was collided with which later bursted in acid too.
"I call that a double home run!" Leon declared proudly, wiping his axe clean.
Roselia, standing a few paces away, let out a bemused chuckle. "Only a brute like you would think of doing that." She stepped forward, her twin blades gleaming in the dim light.
With practiced ease, Roselia darted past a group of Spitters, her movements swift and fluid. She delivered a quick series of strikes, her blades cutting cleanly through. Acid rained down as the Spitters burst, but Roselia nimbly avoided it, her agility unmatched.
"I call that a graceful fireworks display," she teased, flicking her blade free of the last remnants of acid. Behind her, five Spitters crumpled to the ground, their acidic explosions lighting up the room like a deadly show.
Leon watched her display with a smirk. "Show-off."
Roselia shot him a smug glance. "You’re just jealous because I’m making it look good."
"Yeah, yeah," Leon muttered, gripping his axe. "Let’s see who clears more by the time we’re done here."
The two shared a competitive grin before diving back into the fray, their teamwork as deadly as it was entertaining.
The dungeon echoed with the sounds of battle as Leon and Roselia pushed deeper into its depths. The Spitters became more numerous, their acidic sprays covering the walls and floor in a hazardous mess. Despite the danger, Leon and Roselia maintained their rhythm, their contrasting fighting styles complementing each other perfectly.
Leon relied on brute force, his axe cleaving through multiple enemies with each swing. At one point, he stomped on the ground, creating a shockwave that sent several Spitters flying before smashing them mid-air with a powerful horizontal slash.
"Who needs finesse when you’ve got raw power?" he shouted over the cacophony, his confidence evident.
Roselia rolled her eyes as she gracefully danced around the acid explosions, her movements so fluid they seemed choreographed. "And who needs brute force when you can end them before they even get close?" she retorted, taking out three Spitters with a single sweep of her blades.
The two continued their playful banter until the cavern suddenly fell silent. The eerie quiet was broken only by the sound of their footsteps echoing against the stone walls.
"This is it," Leon muttered, gripping his axe tightly. "The Abomination King’s lair should be just ahead."
Roselia nodded, her playful demeanor replaced by a serious expression. "Remember, magic doesn’t work on him. Keep your focus, and don’t let your guard down."
As they stepped into the final chamber, they were greeted by a massive figure towering over them. The Abomination King was a grotesque amalgamation of flesh and bone, its body covered in pulsating sores that oozed a dark, viscous liquid. Its eyes glowed a sickly green, and its deep, guttural growl sent shivers down their spines.
"Finally," Leon said with a grin, his blood pumping in anticipation. "Let’s see if you can handle my axe, big guy."
The Abomination King let out an earth-shaking roar, charging at them with surprising speed for its massive size. Leon met its charge head-on, swinging his axe with all his might. The weapon connected with the creature’s arm, forcing it to stagger back.
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"Roselia, now!" Leon shouted.
Roselia darted around the King’s flank, her blades flashing as she targeted the creature’s vulnerable joints. Her attacks were precise, aiming to weaken its mobility.
The King roared in anger, swiping at her with its massive claws, but she was too quick. She flipped backward, landing gracefully out of its reach.
Leon took advantage of the distraction, slamming his axe into the King’s knee with a deafening crack. The creature howled in pain, falling to one knee.
"Finish it!" Roselia shouted, throwing one of her blades toward the King’s exposed neck.
Leon didn’t hesitate. He leaped into the air, bringing his axe down with all his strength. The blade cleaved through the King’s neck, severing its head in one clean strike.
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The massive body crumpled to the ground, lifeless.
"Victory!" Leon shouted, raising his axe triumphantly.