Chapter 661: Aftermath
Chapter 661: Aftermath
As the moon sank and the stars vanished, the night came to an end, and dawn broke.
After an incredibly chaotic night, the sun rose as usual the next day. The Nightmare River that had spread throughout the royal capital finally began to recede, reluctantly driven away by the somewhat sluggish morning sunlight.
With the Soul-sink Abyss restored to its position, millions of souls that had been hanging for an entire night were finally freed from the nightmare. Pulled by the Crimson-haired Lady, they successfully returned to their original bodies.
It was finally over...
With the help of the Black Goat's soul vision, Leon confirmed that all the souls had "returned" to their bodies. He couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief and plopped down on the sofa, closing his eyes in exhaustion.
Even with the power of 'Nightmare is the Deepest Fear in the Night', which granted him infinite energy during the night, it only ensured his physical stamina. Against mental fatigue, it was useless.
And last night... it was beyond tiring.
Even if we don't consider the damned Aquarius Director, just the situation at the General Bureau was enough to make his heart sink. They had planned an ambush, but there was still no movement, and none of the three Directors could be contacted.
To guard against any possible backup from the Slaughter King Sect, Leon had to stay alert and vigilant by the Commissioner's side. He kept watch for any secondary attacks while helping her bear the burden of pulling souls, spending the entire night in fear and anxiety.
Fortunately, the Slaughter King Sect didn't send additional reinforcements. The latter half of the night passed safely, and Leon and the Commissioner waited for the sun, passing this trial without further danger. No fatal mishaps occurred...
"Leon..."
As Leon, physically tired but mentally exhausted, leaned against the sofa with his eyes closed, a foot suddenly extended from the side and gave him a weak kick.
"Help me, please..."
The Crimson-haired Commissioner, whose soul had finally returned to her body, collapsed on the sofa next to him, looking utterly worn out. She pleaded, "I want a drink... Do you have any alcohol? Can you give me a few bottles?"
"I do have alcohol, but it's the same batch that Sir Taurus sent before. It's wine in my mouth, but it won't be wine in yours."
"Then go downstairs and get me two bottles from the storeroom, please?"
"..."
To be honest... although you worked hard, I really don't want to move either...
After staying alert all night and then helping the Crimson-haired Commissioner bear the burden of many souls, Leon, usually diligent, rarely showed laziness. He directly turned his head away, pretending not to hear her request.
"Leon... good boy, Leon~"
Seeing that Leon wasn't responding, the Crimson-haired Commissioner, soft as if boneless, struggled to move closer to him. She then extended her foot and kicked him again.
"Please, get me two bottles of alcohol. I really don't want to move..."
"I don't want to move either... Can't you use your hair to bring up two bottles?"
"Moving my hair is as tiring as moving my legs... I've been struggling with you all night, and I'm completely drained. I really have no energy left..."
What do you mean by 'struggling with you all night'? Could you stop saying things that are easily misunderstood? Also, could you stop kicking my pants? Anna just washed these pants for me yesterday.
Kick, kick.
"Help, help~"
"No!"
Kick, kick.
Leon, his soul exhausted, tried to dodge to the other side. Closing his eyes, he replied irritably, "Go yourself! With the effort you're putting into ordering me around, you might as well have brought the alcohol yourself!"
"It's not the same!"
"How is it different?"
"It's just not the same~"
"What do you mean it's not the same?!"
"..."
Seeing that Leon was not budging, the Red-Haired Commissioner seemed to lose her temper. She stopped talking and stubbornly kept her foot outstretched, lightly kicking Leon's thigh repeatedly, hoping to annoy him enough to get up and fetch her some wine.
After several kicks, Leon was indeed irritated and had no choice but to grab her ankle. He grumbled, "Stop kicking! Let me rest for a bit, and I'll... where's your shoe?"
"I kicked it off just now."
The five toes hidden in the white thin socks wiggled a few times, and the Red-Haired Commissioner, with her eyes closed, giggled and said, "How about this, if you go get me some wine, I'll let you..."
"Stop! That's enough!"
Knowing the Red-Haired Commissioner well, Leon hastily stopped her before she could throw away her integrity. He pushed away her warm foot with a sigh and reluctantly got up from the sofa. He went downstairs to the warehouse, grabbed two bottles of wine, and returned. He tossed one into her lap and closed his eyes, lying back down on the sofa.
Unfortunately, before he could relax for long, the foot returned, and a toe pinched his outer thigh.
"Leon~ Leon~"
"What now?"
"Keep me company for a drink?"
A drink... that could work.
Leon took the bottle from the Red-Haired Commissioner, popped the cork with his thumb, and took a swig with his eyes closed. Then he asked, "Commissioner, any news from the Central Bureau?"
"Whew... Ha!"
After a hefty swig of brandy, the Red-Haired Commissioner, who had been abstaining from alcohol, sighed in relief. She nodded and said, "There's a bit of news... I just asked Edward. He said Mimi is controlling the body of the Pisces Director, and she sleeps until 9 am every day. As for the Archer Director, no one knows where he's gone; they can't reach him. And Sir Taurus..."
She paused here, and her expression became complex. "Due to the forced interruption of her ascension, her current condition is uncertain. But from the Eleven Ant Nests, it seems there's no immediate danger."
"That's good news."
Leon took a sip of the molasses rum with his eyes closed. "This time, although Aquarius got his way, the result of his ascension is that he's stuck in that prison, slowly being worn down by time until nothing remains... We can just consider him dead!
We got rid of an annoying guy and brought back Sir Taurus, sparing her from enduring a thousand years of loneliness. No matter how you look at it, we came out on top."
"Haha, that's true!"
Hearing Leon's words, the Red-Haired Commissioner couldn't help but laugh. She raised the bottle in her hand and clinked it with Leon's, then sighed softly. "Although it might seem a bit inappropriate, when I found out Aquarius had successfully replaced Sir Taurus as the Palace Guardian, I was actually happy, and even felt like thanking him...
Umm... let's not talk about that. Leon, can you come over here and check my teeth?"
"Huh?"
(End of Chapter)
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