Everyone rushed into the battlefield of the Upper City District. Rossweise and Claudia flapped their dragon wings, blowing away the smoke and dust.
"She's over there!", Rebecca pointed at a figure ahead.
The group immediately ran over.
Leon stood there, figure upright, red steam gradually dissipating from his body, and the blood vessels on his face slowly returning to normal.
In front of him were the Blade Trio, who had separated from the Original Nightmare.
At this moment, the three brothers were already extremely weak, collapsed on the ground, unable to move.
Blade One slowly opened his eyes and saw clearly the person in front of him.
"Leon… You really, really are absurdly strong."
Leon said nothing, quietly waiting for something.
Blade One, speaking while clutching his chest, staggered up from the ground.
"So now... the Empire is finished, right? We... we don't have to be enemies anymore... please let us three brothers go, okay..."
Leon remained expressionless, tilting his head slightly, "Let... you go?"
Blade One nodded like pounding garlic, his ashen face full of sincerity.
"Yes, we were also forced before, firmly controlled by the Empire. Now that the Empire is done for, we are free," At the same time, the second brother, Blade Two, also shakily stood up to echo, "Leon... indeed, we stood on different sides before, but now that Kant has collapsed, you don't need to wipe us out completely, right..."
Leon's tone was still calm, slowly repeating their words, "Wipe out completely..."
"Yo-you're the hero in everyone's eyes, and we now have no power to resist. If you kill us, wouldn't that damage your prestige in everyone's mind?"
"Yes, yes, Leon, we're thinking for your sake. If you let us go now, we three brothers will definitely repay you in the future!"
They kept chattering, begging Leon to spare their lives.
However, the one-armed third brother, Blade Three, secretly pulled out a dagger from behind his waist and slowly approached Leon.
Blade One and Blade Two, still pleading for forgiveness in front, immediately cooperated, continuing to talk endlessly to distract Leon's attention.
Once Blade Three got close enough to Leon, he lunged forward and stabbed the dagger fiercely at Leon's carotid artery.
Unfortunately, a nimble figure flashed by and tackled Blade Three to the ground, pressing his head hard into the dirt in the blink of an eye.
Nacho restrained Blade Three and sneered, "Want to launch a sneak attack? You still need more practice."
Seeing their plan exposed, the other two no longer pretended. They directly tore off the mask, pulled out their hidden daggers, and charged at Leon, planning a desperate attack.
But Blade Two was immediately tackled by Martin, who rushed in, and his dagger was swiftly taken away.
Blade One, on the other hand, continued to roar as he charged at Leon.
"Casmodeous! I'll take your life, today you'll be buried with us brothers—"
BANG!
A crisp sniper shot rang out, and the bullet accurately pierced Blade One's palm.
The dagger in his hand clanged to the ground.
"My... MY HAND!"
Blade One collapsed, clutching his bleeding right hand and howling in pain.
At this time, Leon slowly walked in front of him, looking down from above.
That gaze was full of contempt and disdain for the defeated.
"You just mentioned being forced, or rather, being my enemy due to your position."
"And tried to use the fall of the Empire to persuade me to spare you."
"That makes no sense, Blade One."
"Because the reason I want to kill you has nothing to do with the Empire, even less to do with our positions."
"I want to kill you because you hurt my master."
"In other words..."
There was no warmth in his gaze, only pure killing intent.
"This is a personal grudge."
With those words, Leon slowly raised his right hand. Three streaks of lightning attached themselves to the hearts of the Blade Trio.
"Leon! Leon, I beg you, spare us, Leon! Even as a ghost, I won't let you go! I'll kill—"
Snap!
With a finger snap, the three streaks of lightning simultaneously exploded in the hearts of the Daggers Trio.
"If you have anything to say, say it in your next life."
"Captain!"
Rebecca ran over with her sniper rifle, "That way!"
Following the wild girl's pointed direction, Leon saw a bloated, obese figure crawling out from the ruins, trying to sneak away.
"Your turn to shine," Leon said.
Rebecca smiled knowingly, "Got it!"
With that, the girl raised her sniper rifle, aimed, and pulled the trigger.
The bullet shot from the barrel, flying in a straight line through the air, and finally pierced Kant's knee with precision.
Kant staggered and fell to the ground.
"Oh, why didn't you just blast that dog emperor's head off in one shot?", Nacho walked over and asked.
Rebecca put away her sniper rifle and replied with a smile, "Captain has his own plans."
Leon slowly walked toward the embarrassed fat king.
Kant didn't have the cunning of the Daggers Trio and immediately performed a lightning-speed kneel.
"I'm sorry, Leon! I-I-I shouldn't have treated you that way before. You're not a traitor. You, you're the hero of the Empire—"
"Spare me the speech, old man."
"I... please don't kill me, I beg you, don't kill me."
"I won't kill you."
Upon hearing that, Kant instantly breathed a sigh of relief.
But in the next second, he heard noisy footsteps from not far away.
Kant looked behind Leon, it was the people of the Empire.
"Your crimes should be judged by everyone."
After saying that, Leon turned and left.
Kant reached out to stop Leon, but was immediately surrounded by a crowd of men, women, young, and old.
"Dog emperor! Dog emperor! I'll kick you to death!"
"Strip him and parade him through the streets!"
"Throw him in the sea to feed the sharks!"
"..."
This revolution was completely over.
Leon dragged his tired body, limping toward the edge of the battlefield.
Many civilians and members of the Lionheart Society wanted to celebrate with him but were politely declined.
He was very tired now, so tired that he wanted to fall asleep immediately.
Of course, before he slept, he wanted to see one person.
After walking a bit, a silver silhouette appeared in his sight.
Leon pinched his right leg, gritted his teeth quietly, then raised his head and showed a tired smile.
"I won, Rossweise."
The queen lifted her gown, passed through the crowd and rubble, and ran into the arms of her lover.
They embraced under the gaze of thousands and kissed amidst waves of cheering.
———
"Awooo! Pain pain pain! Easy, easy!"
In the Casmodeous Orphanage, the howling voice of the dragon-slaying hero echoed.
Just half an hour ago, the revolutionary who pronounced the old Empire's fall in front of the foolish king, the leader who led the Lionheart Society to free the people from oppression, was now sitting in a wheelchair.
Though the Ninth Gate's destructive power was terrifying and Leon had survived thanks to Rossweise's heart-protecting dragon scale, that didn't mean there were no consequences.
The leg he used to kick apart the Original Nightmare was now completely encased in plaster.
"Healing magic has temporarily handled it. You need to rest for a while."
Rebecca squatted beside the wheelchair, patted the cast on the captain's leg, and continued, "Tsk tsk tsk, after all these years of fighting, this is the first time I've seen you this badly injured. Want to give us your first-time thoughts, Captain?"
Leon gave her a speechless side glance.
"Don't think just because I'm in a wheelchair I can't deal with you."
Rebecca blinked her beautiful big eyes, stood up, and quietly slipped behind Leon's wheelchair. She found a wooden stick and jammed the two wheels.
Then she returned to face Leon, hands on her hips, face full of smugness.
"Then come chase me."
Leon tried to move the wheelchair, but the wheels were jammed solidly by the stick, couldn't move an inch.
"Blehh~"
Rebecca made a playful tongue-out face at him.
"Little brat, I advise you not to get too cocky. Pain doesn't disappear, it only transfers. Once I recover, guess who's next?"
Rebecca snorted lightly, arms folded across her chest, "Don't care. Eat, drink, and be merry! It's so rare I get to bully you, I'm calling Martin to join in!"
Leon: ?
'It's rebellion!'
Amid the playful banter, Rossweise and Claudia also returned to the orphanage.
"We didn't find Queen Elizabeth, but all the bootlickers like Scott have been arrested."
Nacho said, "A detailed investigation will follow. They'll be judged based on what they've done over the years."
When Kant was in power, this group of law-breaking royal family members had the biggest umbrella.
Even righteous, responsible officials didn't dare investigate them at will.
But now that Kant has fallen, there's no reason to hold back.
Leon nodded, "Then they haven't confessed where Elizabeth went?"
Elizabeth was Kant's wife. To say she wasn't involved in oppressing the people, no three-year-old would believe that.
Leon had originally planned to hand over the couple to the people for judgment.
But now only Kant was caught, Elizabeth had vanished.
Nacho shook his head, "No confession. That woman disappeared like she evaporated from the world."
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