The villainous prince who bullied Feng Aotian was actually myself.

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However, to Leon's surprise, the monster did not exert its power for a long time.

It was only then that Leon noticed that there were specks of silver light flickering in the monster's heart area.

Then, the silver light became clearer and clearer, and Leon finally saw it clearly—it was a sharp silver blade.

The silver blade pierced through the monster's back and down to its chest, heading straight for its heart.

The blade spun in front of the monster's chest, and as it continued to shred the monster's heart meridian, the monster's already distorted face became even more twisted.

This made Leon, who was looking at it so closely, feel his stomach acid churning.

Nausea,

too disgusting!

“≮&^-;#$|?…”

The monster emitted a noisy, piercing shriek, and its swollen body withered quickly, like grass and trees wilting.

At this moment, Leon could clearly feel that the monster's binding force on him had weakened considerably, so he forcefully raised his foot and kicked the disgusting monster directly against the wall in front of him.

Without the monster's massive body obscuring him, the person who had shattered the monster's heart meridian from behind with a silver blade came into Leon's view.

This is a knight in armor.

Because of the helmet, Leon could not see the knight's face.

P.S.: The editor said that the readership has dropped a lot, which is somewhat... oh well, I know I'm not very good at it. Qizheng needs to reach 80,000 words by the 23rd to enter the review process, so I'll be staying up late these next few days to write, and the update frequency should increase.

Chapter Twenty-Five: Reversal

saved?

What's with this knight who suddenly appeared?

Isn't this a plot point where the timeline forcibly eliminates itself in order to ensure the development of the original story?

Why—didn't I die?

Hot blood gushed from the two holes the monster had pierced through his shoulders, leaving Leon's upper body almost entirely covered in blood.

With his back pressed against the cold white wall, he endured the excruciating pain that felt like being burned alive, trying his best not to fall over.

"who are you?"

Leon raised his bloodless face and looked at the knight who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

The intense pain made Leon's voice tremble slightly, but his bright blue eyes remained clear.

Even a diamond-level demigod knight like Jack was deterred by this monster, yet this guy actually killed it.

However, the damage that was able to kill this monster was mainly caused by the silver blade that pierced its heart, as well as the perfectly timed sneak attack. This does not mean that the knight in front of him is a stronger warrior than Jack.

Although the original owner had cerebral palsy, she was quite good at studying the occult. And Leon, who inherited the original owner's memories, could naturally recognize what the silver blade in the knight's hand was.

That's a silver blade, an epic-level weapon.

Give me a general idea.

Epic-level weaponry can easily kill low-level demigods. For example, an ordinary demigod like Jack would be like an ordinary human facing a woodcutter's knife under the sharpness of the silver blade. As long as a vital part is attacked, it will be killed in one strike.

They were able to deliver a fatal blow to the monster without flinching, and they were even using rare epic-level weaponry.

The knight in front of me could not possibly be an ordinary person.

But who among the powerful empires would rush to his rescue at the first opportunity?

It seems like there aren't any. Even Hawkeye, whom Caesar assigned to him, is a member of the Leon Party.

Within the empire, the original owner was too useless, lacking the ability and charisma that an "emperor" should possess. Therefore, from a young age, no ministers favored him, and no powerful figures were willing to follow him.

In other words, Leon has no subordinates he can trust.

So if something happens to Leon and those powerful figures aren't there, even if they foresaw it beforehand, they'd probably pretend they know nothing and no one would come to his rescue.

Since most of the powerful figures in the empire were loyal to Julius Caesar, and as Caesar's son, he believed that these forces loyal to Caesar might be able to offer him some assistance.

But nowadays, most of the strongmen who are loyal to Caesar have gone to war with him.

The powerful figures remaining in the palace were all from the Second Prince's faction and the Regent's faction. For them, Leon's troubles were actually a good thing.

Gan!

Thinking about it this way, isn't it a bit too tragic that I inherited Leon's identity?!

The leading human power, the strongest empire in the world.

My father is still the emperor of the empire, a dictator feared by all.

He himself was Caesar's eldest son and the rightful heir to the empire.

What a dazzling start, how could we possibly lose!

I'm asking you, how the hell am I supposed to lose?!

But what?

The original owner was such a piece of trash, I'm utterly speechless!

Sure enough, people... still have to fight for their principles. No matter how good your hand is, if you don't know how to play it, it's all for nothing.

The more I think about it, the angrier I get.

"You're not actually a knight here, are you?"

Leon continued speaking.

The knight still did not respond to Leon. The gaps in the barrel-shaped helmet were pitch black, and nothing could be seen clearly, but this did not prevent Leon from feeling as if he were being stared at intently by a burning gaze.

"Speak somewhere else."

After a second of silence, the knight finally spoke, his voice a deep, heavy male tone.

The voice sounded familiar to Leon, but the intense cramping in his body prevented him from thinking calmly as usual, and he couldn't quite place it for the moment.

The injured Leon was powerless to resist and could only be dragged into a spacious guest room by the domineering knight.

Actually, it's not entirely accurate to say he was dragged along, because the knight was carefully supporting Leon.

A click sounded—the sound of the door being locked from the inside.

Leon staggered, bending slightly, barely managing to steady himself.

Perhaps due to blood loss, he felt his brain becoming increasingly heavy and his body increasingly cold.

So he slowly moved his body closer to the fireplace in the room where the fire was burning.

The fire in the fireplace was burning brightly, as if the maid had just added charcoal to it not long ago.

The firelight shone on Leon, bringing a slight warmth to his cold body.

Unfortunately, the warmth didn't last long. Leon seemed to suddenly realize something and abruptly retreated to the wall, away from the warm fireplace.

guest room,

knight,

fireplace.

This scene looks so familiar!

This damn sense of déjà vu!

It's the scene in the anime where Feng Aotian tortures Leon to death!

Subconsciously, Leon's gaze swept towards the fireplace again, where he saw a meter-long pair of fire tongs, half of which was submerged in the flames.

Detailed application of fire tongs!

Hahaha, blanching!

After all my efforts, is this the fate I can't escape?

litchi?

How can you expect me to eat lychees?!

Leon's mental defenses completely collapsed, and the body he had managed to stand up with instantly collapsed to the ground.

Looking up at the knight who had already walked up to him, Leon's beautiful, deep blue eyes lost their luster this time.

"Leon, guess who I am?"

The knight looked at Leon, a deep, resonant sound emanating from within his solid, barrel-shaped helmet.

It's over, there's absolutely no hope...

This is the scene where Leon dies. The knight's opening lines are exactly the same as in the original anime.

"not interested."

Leon did not follow the lines from the original storyline.

Next, the Knight would probably say, "Leon, it's time to settle our score."

Then, he removed his helmet, revealing his true form, and ruthlessly destroyed himself.

So be it, I've done my best. If I die, I die. I hope Feng Aotian can give me a quick death, then I'll thank her.

"What's wrong with you? I was planning to give you a surprise, and you look like you've lost all hope in life! Even if you don't know who I am, I just saved your life! Is this how you treat your savior?"

The knight removed her helmet, revealing a beautiful face with black hair, red eyes, and exquisite features that were almost perfect.

Unlike the original drama,

There was no murderous intent on his face; instead, he wore an expression that was slightly aggrieved and angry.

Ok?

Leon, who had already fallen into the abyss, suddenly seemed to grasp the light again.

P.S.: Thank you so much for reading! This book has successfully reached the initial promotional point. Just noting this down. I'll try my best to update twice tonight...

Chapter Twenty-Six: Farewell

Helena,

It seems he doesn't intend to seek revenge.

Things may have taken a turn for the better.

Have I successfully escaped the fate of the original owner, who was destined to die within the first seven days?

"You—have recovered?"

Looking at the beautiful girl in front of me.

Leon's eyes widened, and he tried his best to look extremely surprised.

Although he already knew who it was, the other party didn't know that he knew, so Leon thought it best to at least put on a polite performance.

"Oh, actually, it has already recovered."

Helena paused for a moment before answering.

Before she even met Leon, Helena had wondered what she should do if she met him in a sober state, and what she should say to him.

Now, Helena has finally met Leon, but she finds herself unable to utter the words she had prepared beforehand.

"Oh, it's good that you've recovered."

In his diary, Leon portrayed himself as a pure-hearted prince deeply in love with Helena.

Now that Helena was standing right in front of him, Leon suddenly felt a little lost. He couldn't utter a single word of the words he had prepared to maintain his image as a devoted lover.

Even Leon dared not look directly at that face that was enough to bewitch all living beings.

Leon is not someone who cannot lie; on the contrary, lying is something he is extremely skilled at.

For some reason, he suddenly felt guilty in front of Helena.

Uh...

The atmosphere gradually became awkward.