Astral Express.
The train traveled as it usually did.
No one cared where the next destination was; that sort of thing was entirely left for Pom-Pom to worry about.
Giving the Conductor a little sense of participation.
Following one's heart was the norm for the Nameless.
"What are you writing?"
Leon saw Castorice sitting at the bar and walked over to greet her.
Castorice, who had been concentrating fully and writing something in a notebook with a pen, trembled in shock upon hearing this greeting.
She immediately sat up straight, her hands subconsciously covering the notebook.
"L... Lord Leon..."
She looked exactly like a teenage girl who had been caught writing a love letter.
"Just asking. I have no intention of reading it."
Leon said so, but he still glanced at the notebook.
He seemed to have vaguely seen his own name?
What did that mean?
"Nothing... just writing some things in my spare time as a little personal hobby of mine..."
Hearing this, Castorice breathed a sigh of relief and spoke somewhat nervously.
Leon looked at her.
Writing things? Are you sure it's not writing shit?
He looked at the pretty young girl before him.
This is the Number One Fiction Historian of Amphoreus; do you dare to look her in the eye for five seconds?
"Haha, Big Sister has always liked writing some strange articles and anecdotes since way back."
Standing on Castorice's shoulder, Polyxia, who existed in the form of a small death dragon after leaving Amphoreus, was not surprised by her sister's behavior.
Leon glanced at Polyxia with a look that said, "It would be fine if you were a dragon too."
"Have you ever thought about publishing it?"
Leon thought for a moment and asked.
"Umm... back in Ohema, I would often publish them on the Myriad Curtain Network."
Castorice answered subconsciously.
"The Jade Abacus shouldn't be any different from your Messaging Stone Tablets."
Leon asked intentionally.
"Yes, so I've already been trying to publish some works on it. It's just that the guidance was a bit vague, leading me to fill in my real name as my pen name."
Castorice nodded, following his words.
At the same time, she wore a distressed expression on her face, as if saying that the local websites were truly too impolite!
"What is your name?"
Leon asked for L's name just like Light Yagami.
"Eh? I am Castorice, Lord Leon."
Castorice was a bit confused, momentarily not realizing where the problem lay.
"What's wrong, Lord Leon?"
Castorice found it very strange that he would suddenly ask for her name.
But just as the questioning words left her mouth,
She looked up, only to see a "Just as Planned" smile hanging on the face of Leon beside her.
At some point, he had already taken out his Jade Abacus.
The light of the screen reflected on his face; he looked as if he was flipping through something at high speed.
Leon pretends not to look—the peak of a battle of wits.
After obtaining the relevant intelligence, he immediately began to browse through the most popular literary works website.
Searching for clues of the works written by Castorice.
Polyxia became interested in his behavior.
She stretched out her neck, poking her dragon head out.
Just like that, she openly peeped at Leon's screen.
Finally, she watched with her own eyes as his scrolling finger stopped.
Because he had successfully found the work authored by Miss Castorice in the top ranks of the leaderboard.
"Holy shit, doxxed."
Regarding this, Polyxia exclaimed.
Hearing this shout, no matter how obtuse Castorice was, she finally reacted.
"Wait, that!"
She waved her hands in a panic, looking as if she wanted to stop him but didn't know where to start.
[Cup Class Detection: Small Cup, Tier 3!]
"?"
As soon as Leon clicked in, he couldn't hold back when he saw the first page of the work.
Sorry, he didn't even have the courage to flip to the back.
[I am indeed a Small Cup right now!]
[But in the years to come, on what basis do you think I cannot promote to a Super Large Cup!]
[Thirty years east, thirty years west!]
[Do not bully the Small Cup for low intensity!]
The protagonist of this book, the Five-Character Deity known as Duanchong Shimu, who was once hailed as the Number One Sister of the Ark Sector, retorted so sonorously to the ridicule of the people around her.
Shit?!
"What kind of dick is written here."
It almost killed Leon from reading it.
But although he said that, his hand still obediently flipped to the next page.
Nothing to say; the little greedy cat just loves this bite.
Aeon Continent, the Eighteen Paths are supreme.
Everyone has the opportunity to awaken their own Path at the age of twelve. And the protagonist, the Five-Character Deity, awakened the Remembrance Path, which was known as trash.
The crowd spat in disdain, thinking she could not become anything great.
And in the Chaos Abyss Grand Competition the next day, her result of being severely overtime and failing to meet even the minimum standard of 10T further confirmed the title of trash.
[If I had a Memory Battleship that day, would I not have failed?]
The Five-Character Deity protagonist was depressed in the middle of the night.
Generally at this time,
If nothing unexpected happened, the protagonist should be activating her cheat.
[The Memory Battleship is a maggot.]
Sure enough, an old grandpa appeared in the Storage Ring.
[Who are you? The Five-Character Deity exclaimed.]
[I am the Ark Sector's Number One Brother, Blood Wolf Army Breaker.]
[I, who never lead the rhythm, fell from the altar due to being plotted against by others. Only after sucking your Imaginary Energy for five years was I finally barely able to condense a physical form.]
One could know the subsequent plot even thinking with their feet.
The protagonist slowly assembled the system, and finally successfully leaped to become a Super Large Cup, arbitrarily ruling the ages.
Seeing the end,
Leon looked up and silently watched Castorice, whose face had turned completely red.
No, sister, are you that repressed?
Undoubtedly, the text she wrote didn't match her exquisite face, which could even be called aloof at first glance, in the slightest.
"I... I referenced some popular storybook elements in the market..."
Facing his direct, unabashed gaze, Castorice, who had turned into a steam engine, defended the abstract things she wrote with a voice as small as a mosquito's.
"You are awesome."
Leon actually had no opinion on this; if she wrote it, she wrote it.
He certainly didn't mean to blame her.
After all, those who stand at the peak always have to accept endless abuse and slander from others.
Although Castorice played a single piece of shit solo, and her general intensity was all in the Memory Battleship, her own Cup Class wasn't low either, so she naturally had the qualification to hiss at him.
However, Leon was wondering about Castorice writing Blood Wolf Army Breaker into it.
Was she secretly in love with him, wanting to become his Little Fairy Doctor?
Thinking of this, Leon began to browse the comment section.
Anonymous: [Small Cup author, updates are really few.]
Anonymous: [First, the conclusion: the article has extremely strong versatility, even a dog can understand it. The strategy potential is average, completely lacking depth. Overall, it belongs to the Super Large Cup.]
Leon thought for a moment and also posted a comment below.
Your Male God: [No, don't you guys get hard after reading this?]
AAA Demiurge Studying: [Date?]
Amphoreus Story King: [If dating, I'll transfer the small account to you.]
The Necessary Pain of This World: [Blood Wolf Army Breaker is a maggot.]
The Sun That Will Eventually Rise: [Rabbit Head, my DPS is above yours!]
Ma^gic Tech!nique↑: [One person, one sentence: Rabbit Head is awesome, come on.]
AAA Cat Hero Purchasing Agent (Taking Clothing Orders): [Believe in the Martial Soul Avatar! All forces attack!]
How Did You Promise Me When You Were Discharged: [Good to watch, love to watch, used one free viewing count.]
Super Large Cup Clothier: [This art is still a bit too ahead of its time.]
See You Tomorrow: [Cold knowledge: the author is human.]
Looking at the few people who were all letting themselves go on the internet, Leon couldn't hold back for a moment.
666. It turns out these Golden Progeny were all lurking and watching Castorice's work.
Their mouths are really tight!
Leon continued to scroll down.
Finally, he found that he didn't find the accounts belonging to Cerydra and Hysilens.
He remembered that the two were playing chess near the sofa just now.
It seemed they didn't have time to post.
"I, I can delete it!"
Castorice thought he was angry and said hurriedly.
"If it caused you trouble..."
She lowered her head, subconsciously clutching her dress tightly.
"Write if you want to write."
Leon wasn't petty to that extent.
"You can relax your attitude towards me; there's no need to look like you're obeying every order."
For some reason, Leon always felt that when these Golden Progeny faced him, they would subconsciously place themselves in a low position, just that flavor of living under someone else's roof.
Just like now,
By the way, Castorice looked repentant like she had been caught neglecting her proper duties by her father.
He felt it was the filter brought by the three words "Savior."
It might be the heavy setting that thirteen people existed because of him, leading the Golden Progeny to want to do something for him, specifically manifesting as all of them going along with him.
But Leon didn't need that.
"Everyone is a community of shared destiny. There is no distinction of high or low.[1] Even though I am the Navigator, it's the same; just calling it a job title outside is enough."
"I'm not any nobler than you guys."
Did you mean that he became the expensive adoptive father of thirteen people at a young age? Don't make your Brother Leon laugh.
"Oh, the stats being high is truly high."
Leon would never fall behind others in this aspect in his life.
"So, I won't do any finger-pointing at your personal interests."
He put away the Jade Abacus, preparing to leave.
"Go for it. You are talented; the words you write are full of spiritual energy. Although far from human, they are very close to god. Strive to let more people see this world-shocking work."
Leon wondered if he should ask Screwllum, this capital, to set up a scheme later, directly making Castorice's book the kind that is forcibly collected upon entering the website.
This kind of top-tier ice cannot be eaten by him alone.
Fast forward to: Who put this book on my bookshelf? You guys really made me suffer!
"Lord Leon is really a good person."
Castorice watched his retreating back and said softly.
"Not a God-man?"
Polyxia on her shoulder spoke bluntly.
"Yes, he is a human, but to Amphoreus, he is a God."
Castorice smiled, giving an answer that scored full marks in reading comprehension.
Amphoreus prayed to the gods, but the only one who responded was Leon.
"Sigh, a face like his is the best at deceiving little girls."
Hearing this answer, the little dragon Polyxia sighed.
Community of shared destiny, I'll become a god, and I can even hiss.
Three in one; a brief move reveals an existence at the level of a White Moonlight.
Now I understand.
And on Leon's side, he had just walked a few steps away from the bar.
"You lost."
"Mm, Caesar's chess skills, I am far from reaching."
He ran into the two playing chess.
Leon glanced at them and didn't plan to get involved.
But just as he was about to pass this area to ask Pom-Pom where the next destination was and incidentally ask Pom-Pom to stir-fry two dishes for him,
He was stopped by a voice.
"Can you play chess, Savior?"
Cerydra's gaze was looking at him.
"Call it a job title outside."
Leon stopped. "Do you think I can?"
"I think you can."
"One's various abilities are also counted within intensity.[1] Aren't you known for being able to do anything?"
Cerydra issued an invitation to play chess to him.
"In my hometown, there is a player who won nine consecutive crowns and can be called a saint in the way of chess."
Regarding Cerydra's words thinking he was a professional player,
Leon gave an answer; he also felt he was.
"Everyone thinks he is the peak of the way of chess."
He walked toward Cerydra.
Seeing this, Hysilens stood up and immediately gave her seat to him.
"But what if I tell you,"
Leon took the seat without the slightest ceremony.
"He has never won against me, not even once."
Was this a case of kings not meeting kings, or avoiding his sharp edge?
To put it bluntly, when Leon's elementary school Go class was canceled due to an accident, he knew that no one in this world could stop the Nine-Crown King, Lu Guan.
"I didn't expect our Navigator to have such skill."
Cerydra felt quite surprised; one really couldn't tell.
"Then I wonder if I, Cerydra, have the honor to witness the Navigator's chess skills?"
Cerydra looked at Hysilens, who had her hands folded over her abdomen and was guarding Leon's side in a standby manner instead of her own side, and spoke meaningfully.
Subjects usually attend to the monarch's side.
Strictly speaking, the Lord now was indeed Leon, that was true.
But Cerydra knew that unless there were special circumstances,
Generally, even if she and Leon were in the same space, Hysilens would usually stand on her side because her loyalty was carved into her bones.
But now, the object this loyalty pointed to had changed.
There were rarely long speeches between Cerydra and Hysilens.
A chess manual, a phrase of melody, was enough to clarify their respective moods.
Cerydra was naturally happy that her subject had found a new home.
Hysilens didn't stay in Amphoreus's past but chose to embrace a brand-new life.
This was very good, and Cerydra had no objections either.
"Please."
Cerydra let him move first.
Leon nodded and began to display his authoritative strength.
Cerydra looked at him, her eyes flickering.
She was very curious about what exactly happened in between to cause her Sword-Banner to change so quickly, as well as what his attitude toward Hysilens was.
Leon loved intensity; this was known to all.
But judging from Cerydra's observations on ordinary days, Hysilens' intensity seemingly couldn't enter his eyes.
Although completely imperceptible, his attitude toward Tribios, compared to Hysilens, indeed had that slight little gap.
If the entire train were arranged in a tier list:
T0, undoubtedly the four Pink Hairs; Pink Hairs are truly the dynasty.
T1, Tribios, Castorice; she and Hysilens were at the end.
T2, Aglaea, and also Cipher.
As for the rest you mention.
Sorry, "No males, or I don't play."
Cerydra understood this Sword-Banner of hers quite well.
She had always been repressive about emotions.
Rather, with denial factors, it would be weird if she didn't have some "defeatist heroine" elements on her.
If Leon didn't strike proactively,
Then Hysilens might hold it in for a lifetime; her fish life would just wait to die with regrets.
Cerydra was good at knowing people through chess.
No amount of words was as real as a game of chess.
So there was this game of chess today.
She wanted to use this to probe Leon's attitude.
Sigh, she really broke her heart with worry for her Sword-Banner.
"The Navigator has been to quite a few places, right?"
Cerydra played as she pleased, asking seemingly unintentionally.
"The places we will go to together in the future will only be more, not fewer."
Leon played chess seriously.
Cerydra was slightly stunned, taking a good while to come back to her senses.
"...Does the Navigator have any requirements for a partner?"
She entered the main topic.
"Priority on total damage. If total damage isn't one hundred thousand, and DPS isn't three thousand, don't talk to me."
Leon answered without thinking.
"If it's a support, that's another discussion range."
"...How are this total damage and DPS looked at?"
When chatting about this kind of problem, Cerydra always felt there was an indelible generation gap between her and him.
Hearing this, Hysilens subconsciously clenched the hands folded over her abdomen.
As if she was also looking forward to his answer.
"You don't need to tell me, because I will pull up the spreadsheet and look myself."
Leon expressed that he had his own judgment.
"Alright, finished."
Cerydra just wanted to ask something else when she was interrupted by his single sentence.
"?"
What do you mean finished? The two had just started, okay?
Cerydra, bringing her confusion, looked at the chessboard she hadn't paid excessive attention to.
When she saw that Leon had connected five pawns together and announced the end,
She admitted that her brain crashed for a split second.
Regarding this chess game, Cerydra fell into silence.
Using International Chess (Chess), speaking of Weiqi (Go), but playing Gomoku (Five-in-a-Row).
God-man.
MYLOVE~ Brother~ Hug me~ Let's get married~
An inappropriate ringtone interrupted the silent space.
Hysilens' tiger body shook, and her body trembled slightly.
"?"
Cerydra somewhat suspected if she had heard wrong.
"Wait a moment, let me take a call."
Saying so, Leon connected the communication on the Jade Abacus.
"Hello, Old Jing, why did you suddenly think of calling me?"
Cerydra looked at him with a complex gaze.
Could it be that he wants to kick out the "No males, or I don't play" law?
As long as the intensity is high enough, can one really do whatever they want?
[Haha, isn't this missing General Leon?]
A hearty male voice came from the other side of the communication.
[Has Heavenly General Leon been well recently? Have you eaten?]
"Not yet."
Leon originally planned to let Pom-Pom stir-fry two dishes for him.
As a result, playing this chess led to not getting the stir-fry either.
"If you have something to say, you can just say it directly."
Leon told him to cut the pile of polite formalism.
[To tell you the truth, actually, Jing looking for General Leon this time is not only about asking Heavenly General Leon to come and hold the fort for the Luofu when the Luofu hosts the Luminary Wardance, as mentioned before.]
Jing Yuan stated his intention directly.
"Hosting so soon?"
Leon thought it hadn't been long since the Yaoqing hosted it.
[Eh, the Yaoqing one was more of General Yueyu's whim. My Luofu Luminary Wardance is an unshakeable existence on the calendar.]
Jing Yuan expressed that this hosting date was passed down continuously, not decided by him.
[To be honest, actually, Jing finding General Leon this time is not only to let these departed heroic spirits see you as well, but more so hoping you can act as an insurance.]
With that sentence, Jing Yuan didn't stand on ceremony with him either.
Being frank and open.
"Something's up?" Leon heard his meaning.
[General Yao Guang said she calculated that the Luofu will have a matter of 'Causality' contraction coming to the door in the near future. Whether it is a blessing or a curse is yet unknown.]
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