Having made a decision in his heart, Leon turned around and prepared to leave here, but before he could move forward, a hand stretched out from behind the door instantly dragged him into the room.

"who is it!?"

The unexpected attack made Leon lose his center of gravity and fell to the ground in an instant. The next moment, an extremely soft touch caught the back of his head from behind.

"It's me~ Leon~"

A familiar voice sounded, and after a little thought, Leon recognized who was behind him.

"Parseval? Why are you here?"

After the last maid competition, Leon hasn't talked to Parseval much in the past two days, except for nodding and greeting each other after meeting in the cafeteria, the two of them have never studied.

Encountered Parseval's attack in his room today, Leon felt... this might be Parseval's crazy study before he left.

"Why can't I be here? Compared with this, I want to ask you a question now. Did you find me just now? You stepped in, but then, why did you turn around and leave?"

The curtains in the room were all drawn, and in the darkness, Leon could only feel the hot and humid air constantly brushing past his earlobe. Explained to Parseval in a helpless tone.

"Because I made an appointment with Frederick in the morning to go to her room to sleep tonight, so..."

"So that's the case, but since you have been caught by me, let's leave the matter between you and Frederick until tomorrow. Tonight...can you leave all the time for me?"

Parseval's voice tonight was extremely gentle. After she finished speaking, she let go of Leon and walked aside to lock the door behind her.

"Tomorrow? But...!"

Rubbing his shoulders, seeing Parseval turn on the light in the room, Leon turned around and looked at the dragon lady who was attacking him.

The next moment, he saw Parseval in a gorgeous dress.

To be precise, this should be a black wedding dress.

The black gauze covered Parseval's long hair coiled behind his head. The slightly transparent black tulle dress reached to the ground, and the huge skirt was dotted with dots of decorations. Through the black tulle, Leon You can still see the pair of white jade legs wearing black silk garter stockings but looming, and you can even see the pale pink paint on the breastplate barely supporting the front armor.

Holy, noble, beautiful, and elegant, Parseval at this time is almost the epitome of beauty.

"Now...can you make up your mind to stay here? As long as you think about it, Frederick and the others can't bother us at all."

Seeing that Leon was fascinated by seeing him, Parseval chuckled and took out a bouquet of flowers from his ship space, and held it in his arms with black glove-like hands. Seeing Leon Before responding, Parseval took the initiative to approach Leon.

"I asked Miss Belfast to make this dress for me; this bouquet of flowers is also the most beautiful flower that the royal maids helped me pick in the garden in the early morning. Do you remember what I told you before?" If so? After returning to Sangvis, we will hold a grand wedding."

Speaking of this, Parseval smiled helplessly again.

"Unfortunately, I thought that the previous journey would be your end, and I also thought that after returning to Iron Blood, I would be able to live a peaceful life. Now it seems that we can't trap you, but you are firmly trapped Live us. So... I can't wait, Leon. Right now, right here, just the two of us, I want to have a... just our wedding with you."

As soon as the words fell, there was a soothing faint sound. He picked up the bouquet in his hand and smelled it carefully. Then, Parseval looked at Leon affectionately.

"Should you not reject me?"

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"I... Of course I won't refuse, I'm just... a little excited and a little guilty."

Every word Parseval uttered resonated with Leon, and he lowered his head in shame, Leon stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes again.

My eyes are so sore...

I feel like crying.

Being able to get Parseval's unswerving love until death, Leon felt that he should have saved the galaxy in his previous life.

"Come on, Leon, tonight is our wedding, we can't cry, I...I..."

Emotions can be contagious between people. There were crystal tears in the corners of his eyes, and he pursed his lips. In the end, Parseval couldn't hold back and threw himself into Leon's arms and cried.

These were tears of happiness. Although Parseval was crying all the time, the smile on her face was telling the sweetness and happiness she felt.

......

"Ha~ Really, this was supposed to be a happy thing, but I messed it up, sorry."

After embracing for a while, until Parseval in his arms gradually stopped crying, Leon stretched out his hand and patted her on the back a few times.

"...It doesn't matter. Proper venting can help you feel better. The sad things are over. Now... let's do some happy things."

Wiping away the tears on Leon's shoulder, he took two steps back and left his embrace. Immediately afterwards, Parseval stretched out his left hand towards Leon.

"Let's dance together~ The last dance seems to be at your coming-of-age ceremony, we haven't done this for a long time."

"it is good."

He readily agreed to Parseval's request, took her hand and brought her to the center of the room, and the two of them danced a simple dance to the music in the room.

Dance is just a form, it is just a carrier to convey feelings, after dancing for a while, the two people who are passionately attached to each other slowly stick together.

"Leon...loves me."

"Well..."

Heavy panting sounds followed, and gradually, all the sounds from the two were covered by the music in the room. No one knew what was going on in this room, and endless love filled the whole place in an instant. Room.

......

the next day.

"Well..."

Slowly opened his eyes, and then, Leon saw the familiar ceiling.

It's already morning...

Across the heavy curtains, Leon could only judge the time of appearance through the narrow gap, and tried to mobilize his limbs, but in the end, Leon gave up.

Last night was a little outrageous.

Leon originally thought that Parseval was the only heroine last night, but it turned out that he still underestimated the determination of Frederick and the rest of the marriage party.

Just as he finished teaching Parseval and was about to go to bed, Frederick, Hutten, Prince Eugen and other iron-blooded marriage ships broke in from the door. Not only that, everyone was wearing all kinds of clothes. A black and white wedding dress.

Therefore, the second half of the night turned into a wedding dress appreciation meeting inexplicably. Leon didn't even know how he fell asleep. He only remembered that there were many wedding ships waiting around him before he fell asleep. Gain knowledge.

"Whoo~"

Heaving a sigh of relief, Leon turned his head and looked around. The iron-blooded wedding ships did not know when they left here, and now, only Leon was lying alone on this big soft bed.

Forget it, since I'm weak, I'd better sleep for a while.

This is the consequence of frequent use of abilities, Leon doesn't even have the extra energy to heal his body now.

Staring at the ceiling in a daze for a while, forcing out the remaining drowsiness in his body, Leon closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

......

I don't know how long it has passed.

Well...

Did someone draw the curtains?

so bright...

He didn't know if someone opened the curtains to wake him up or he was dreaming, but the sudden dazzling light made Leon feel uncomfortable.

After closing his eyes and struggling for a while, seeing that the light still existed, he finally opened his eyes slowly.

This is... a dream?

It was still the dream space he was familiar with. He lowered his head and looked at the iron-blooded uniform he was wearing neatly on his body. Immediately afterwards, Leon turned and looked at the small pavilion in the distance.

Someone in the kiosk?

The figure that suddenly appeared in the pavilion caught Leon's attention in an instant, stretched his muscles a little, and saw that he could still move in the dream, so Leon walked slowly towards the small pavilion.

"Long time no see, Jean Bart, how have you been recently?"

The ship's wife sitting in the pavilion was Jean Barr. After arranging her clothes a little, Leon walked towards Jean Barr while saying hello.

"Ah... Long time no see, Your Excellency Leon. I've been... doing okay recently."

Hearing the footsteps coming from behind, Jean Barr stood up and greeted Leon. After Leon sat on the small stone bench opposite him, Barr sat down slowly.

"Really? But your expression doesn't seem to be 'okay'. Tell me, is there something abnormal on Richelieu's side?"

He waved two cups of black tea and put them on the small round table, pushed one of them to Jean Bart, and Leon picked up his own teacup and took a sip of the tea.

comfortable.

The aroma of the tea seemed to have the effect of concentrating. Putting down the teacup, Leon looked at Jean Bart who was staring at the teacup in a daze.

"Well... If you really want to say it, it's actually not unusual. She still prays to the statue every day like before, and I will take time to pray with her every day according to her request, but it's the same as the previous paragraph. Compared with time, Richelieu seems to be a little anxious recently."

"Agitated?"

"Yes, maybe it's because I haven't been influenced by God like her? In the past few days, after every prayer, she would ask me anxiously if I have received God's response, and I said yes, but She didn't believe what I said. You said... did she find out that I didn't pray to that god?"

Willow eyebrows frowned, and after finishing speaking, Barr looked at Leon with worried expression.

"Is that so..."

Stretching out his hand to stroke his chin, Leon hesitated for a moment after hearing Jean Barr's words.

Did he already know that he was protecting Baal from him?

But that's not right, if He already knew, why didn't He let Richelieu change another lady to come in and pray?

Or...

He doesn't know why his influence didn't work now?

It's a bit strange.

Richelieu's attitude really made Leon a little suspicious. Just as he was thinking about various possibilities, Jean Bart, who was sitting opposite, took out another flower stalk.

"This is...?"

"This is the flower you gave me last time, and it withered completely just yesterday."

"Withered?"

It is impossible for Jean Barr not to cherish the gift he gave her. The only person who can save Iris is herself. In any case, it is impossible for her to do such an impolite thing.

Then why did the flower wither?

"Yes, but I don't know the specific reason. Since you gave me this flower, I have been taking care of it carefully. However, from a certain day on, this flower has been growing with one flower a day. The speed with which the petals are withering is also the main reason why I am looking for you today."

"This... this is really unbelievable, it's so good, why did it wither?"

Taking the flower stalk in his hand and observing it, Leon can only see the solitary flower stalk at the top.

"Actually, I have always had a guess about this matter, but... I don't know if this guess is correct."

"Guess? Let's hear it."

Putting the flower stem back on the table, Leon looked at Jean Bart with curious eyes.

"You said... Is there such a possibility? It is the flower you gave me that protects me every time the so-called god affects me, so it loses a petal after I pray every day."

This is the only explanation that Barr can think of. Since Leon has many strange abilities, then... allocating some abilities to protect himself should be something he can do, right?

"Well... it is indeed possible. But, to be honest, the flower I gave you was actually just an ordinary gift. You may not know that when I treated you, I still left your body Some energies, these energies are used to protect you."

"Huh? So that's the case, then this flower..."

After listening to Leon's explanation, Barr subconsciously looked at the flower stems on the table. Since it was Leon's energy that protected him, then...

Why did this flower wither?

"Your conjecture may be right. To be honest, I don't know what unknown abilities I have. Maybe... the object of this flower's protection is not you, but your entire iris."

"The whole iris..."

He stared blankly at Leon, and then Barr showed a bewildered expression on his face.

"Before this, we were just strangers who had never met, and our understanding of you was limited to the various related deeds we heard from Bai Ying. But now, you are protecting us in your own way, I... .”

For some reason, speaking of this, Barr felt a pang of sadness in an instant. She suddenly felt that she was very tired. The inexplicable changes in Richelieu's body completely dragged Iris, who had been targeted by the Siren, into the abyss. Without Leon...

Does the current iris no longer exist?

"Listen to me, Jean Barr. Actually...you don't have to take me as noble as I think. If the faction that this situation is happening now is Donghuang or White Eagle, then my rescue target will become those two factions .”

Leon understands what Jean Barr wants to express. Although what he is doing now is indeed helping Iris, Leon also has his own selfishness.

He didn't want to package himself as that kind of selfless savior, he just wanted to discuss the facts.

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