All MILFs are Mine Chapter 301: Name for myself

Dredis Valford stood positioned outside the massive iron gates of the dungeon, enveloped by the frigid midnight mist.

Dressed from head to toe in pitch-black assassin attire that seemed to absorb the moonlight, he remained as motionless as a shadow. Only the thin plume of his breath gave any indication that he was living.

"How long do I have to wait here in front of this damn—"

The words died in his throat.

A sensation as cold as a razor blade kissed the back of his neck.

The pupils of Dredis’s eyes shrank to tiny pinpricks.

’H-How is that even possible...?’

There had been no noise. No footsteps were heard. Not even a single fluctuation of mana was detected. Nothing.

Nevertheless, the unmistakable edge of a blade, sharp enough to decapitate him, was pressed firmly against his skin.

’Impossible. There’s no one behind me. If there was someone, I would’ve sensed it. I would’ve—’

"Why are you here?"

The voice originated from the front.

Dredis’s eyes snapped forward instantly.

There, framed by the dark, yawning entrance of the dungeon gate, stood four figures.

Fruela was there, her eyes glinting like frozen amethysts while purple blades shimmered in her grip.

Rees stood holding a large magic staff, staring at Dredis with hollow, haunting eyes.

Dusk, the massive beast, was grinning with rows of monstrous teeth as he stood directly behind Leon.

And positioned at the center...

Leon himself was there, his face concealed by a white mask.

The floating blade at Dredis’s neck shimmered once before it dissolved into a black mist, slithering through the air like a sentient shadow before reattaching itself seamlessly to the Nyxter.

Dredis immediately dropped to one knee.

"S-Sir Michael Jackson... G-Greetings."

Leon remained motionless.

He simply tilted his head to the side slightly.

The crimson glow behind the slits of his white mask flared with greater intensity—two bloody stars staring straight through flesh and bone.

"Why are you here at this hour?" His voice was low and calm... yet somehow infinitely more terrifying because of it. "I should kill you for disturbing me."

The pressure struck like an invisible hammer. Fruela vanished from her spot immediately, reappearing directly behind Dredis and pressing a dagger to his throat.

"Just order, Master." She spoke in a low tone while looking toward Leon.

Dredis’s ears began to ring. His knees trembled violently. Cold sweat rolled down the inside of his mask as his other knee also hit the ground.

’W-What is this...? This feeling... a dagger, a sword, and many other weapons have been placed on my neck before, but the pressure coming from his body is something else.’

It wasn't merely killing intent.

It was something far heavier and deeper. It felt as though the weight of an entire abyss had decided to rest its gaze upon him.

’He’s... different. Last time he was dangerous, but this... this is suffocating. Did he hide it before? Or... did I actually make him angry this time? I-I have to apologize to him right now.’ Dredis swallowed hard.

"I-I’m sorry, sir... I didn’t mean to disturb you at this hour, I—" Dredis began to speak as he dared to lift his head.

But the moment he did, his entire body froze in place.

Leon was no longer standing several meters away.

He was right there.

Mask to face.

They were close enough that Dredis could see the tiny reflections of his own terrified eyes in the polished white surface of the mask.

Only a thin layer of metal separated their noses.

"I asked..." Leon’s normal voice dropped into a deep, threatening growl "...why are you here at this time?"

Dredis’s heart slammed against his ribs with such force he thought it might crack his bones.

’A-Am I going to die!?’

"Y-Your Majesty... sent me here to get your reply... on the meeting, S-Sir."

For a long, agonizing second, Leon remained silent.

He simply stared.

The red glow behind the mask pulsed slowly, mimicking a heartbeat.

Behind him, Dusk watched the scene with open amusement, his fangs glinting.

’Master’s aura... it has truly evolved onto a different level this time. So thick with bloodlust that even an assassin is shaking like a leaf. A true predator.’

A few steps away, Fruela’s cheeks burned bright crimson beneath her usual cold composure.

’I can’t believe how intense master’s bloodlust is right now. Will he ever do it again with me while looking like that? That would be so beautiful. Oh my god... what am I thinking!?’ she thought with a shameful expression.

Leon finally leaned back—just by an inch.

However, the pressure did not lessen.

Not even a little bit.

"I see... So he wants an answer, huh?" Leon asked with a neutral expression as he immediately walked up to a small wooden stick lying a short distance away.

"Y-Yes... Sir." Dredis replied in a low tone.

<Heart’s Compass>

As soon as he used the skill on the stick, it glowed golden for a split second before returning to its normal state.

"The hidden village of demons..." Leon spoke in a low voice as he placed the stick on the ground. The stick fell, pointing toward the south of the forest.

"Elis... Bring me Enid." He ordered in a low voice.

"Yes, master." Elis replied as she immediately disappeared and reappeared almost instantly with Enid, who was half-asleep.

"Hmm....? What is going on here?" Enid asked with a confused expression as she looked around and rubbed her half-closed eyes.

"You are coming with us." Leon replied with a neutral expression as he looked at Enid.

"Hmm...? Where are we going, master?" Enid asked with a neutral expression while looking at Leon.

"To make a name for us..." Leon replied with a smile as he looked at Enid.

"Hmm...? A name for—" Suddenly Enid’s eyes widened as she realized what Leon was about to do.

"M-M-Master, don’t tell me you are going there? A-Are you?" Enid asked with a serious expression as she walked up to Leon.

"Oh well, we are all going there, darling." Leon replied with a neutral expression as he looked at Enid.

"Master... You have to understand, those demons there aren’t normal. Those thirteen demons—" Before Enid could finish her sentence, Leon interrupted.

"... Will die tonight." He spoke with a neutral expression.

"Assassin, you will also be coming with me."

"Ummm... Excuse me?" Dredis asked with a confused and terrified expression.

"Cause I am about to give you the answer that your king is seeking." Leon replied as he began walking forward.