All MILFs are Mine Chapter 319: More or Less

"...ter."

"...aster?"

"Hmm...?" Leon gradually lifted his eyelids, spotting Dusk and Fruela positioned ahead of him, their faces showing bewilderment.

"What occurred?" He inquired, mirroring their puzzled looks.

"Umm... You hovered mid-air for around two hours after I reached the first floor, Master. I've been trying to reach you ever since." Dusk responded evenly.

"Master... are you okay?" Fruela questioned, her face filled with concern.

"Yeah... I could use some water." Leon said, sensing frailty throughout his frame.

’Status...’

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[Name: Leon Luster]

[Class: Dark Summoner]

[Race: Human (80%)]

[Level: 1]

[Mana: 15000/15000]

[HP: 5000/5000]

Skills:

[Skill Crafter (D)], [Inspect (A)], [Adaptive Body (SSS)], [Minor Healing (D3)], [Trap (D)], [Inventory (D6)], [Blind Spot (D)],

[Touch of Lust (D4)], [Loose Grip (D)], [Adrenaline Rush (D)], [Lustful Thoughts (D)], [Glitch Point (D)], [Reverberate (D1)], [Mana Thread (D)], [Life Steal (D)], [Leeching Aura (D)], [Mana Return (D)]

[Efficient Breathing (D)], [Core Bonding (D)], [Dungeon Master (D)], [Silent Steps (D)], [Blast Seal (D)], [Focused Reading (D)], [Data Manager (D)], [Mimic (D)], [Bluff (D)], [Lust Bite (D)], [Pain’s Recovery (D)] [Compass of Heart (D)] [Multi-Cast(D)] [Instant Kill(D)] [Feather Weight (D)] [Sixth Sense (D)] +8 skills {+3 New skills}.

Titles:

{Dungeon Master}

{Goblin Slayer}

{Favour Of Fairies}

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’What the hell? Why is there 80% listed by my race? And why does my head throb so intensely? It feels like pins are being jabbed into it.’ Leon pondered, confusion etched on his face as he sank into the wooden seat, clutching his head firmly.

"Master... Here you go." Fruela said, handing him a large wooden cup brimming with water.

*Gulp-Gulp-Gulp*

In no time, Leon downed the entire contents and flung the cup away.

"Do you want more water, Master?" Fruela queried, worry lining her features.

"No... Everyone, leave this place for the moment." Leon ordered in a grave tone, his gaze igniting with vivid crimson light.

"Yes, Master."

"As you wish, Master."

...

The pair swiftly departed the floor upon hearing Leon's words.

"What’s going on with me...? Why do I feel such rage and frustration boiling inside?" Leon wondered, bafflement clear as he rose abruptly from the chair and approached the wall.

He balled his fist, drew it back, and slammed it into the wall with maximum force.

*BOOOOOM*

Once Leon withdrew his hand, blood trickled from his knuckles, yet he ignored the injury.

However, his gaze settled on the punch mark, revealing a deep indentation from his fist and extensive fissures radiating over the entire wall.

"What in the damn world?" Leon exclaimed, shock widening his eyes as he retreated from the wall.

<Sixth Sense>

Abruptly, Leon sensed a presence at his back and spun around instantly.

’I’m certain I detected someone there... The feeling lingers.’ Leon mused gravely, quickly accessing his inventory to draw the Nyxter.

<Sixth Sense>

The sensation of another behind him surged again, prompting an immediate pivot.

’What the heck-!?’,

<Glitch Point>

Activating Glitch Point summoned a dark, misty cloud in the corner.

*Swish*

Leon unsheathed the Nyxter and aimed it at the shadowy form in the room’s northwest corner.

"You can see me?" The shadow uttered in a profound, entertained tone.

<Inspect>

[Name: Dreulis]

[Class: Lich]

[Race: Undead]

[Level: 399]

[HP: -/-]

[MP: -/-]

[Description: Dreulis became a lich following betrayal by his cherished wife and her paramour. Nearing demise, he forged a pact with a mysterious deity for taboo wisdom and an unspecified debt.]

"Dreulis... The Lich." Leon declared, his eyes flaring scarlet as waves of bloodlust poured from him without restraint.

"You know my identity too?" Dreulis remarked, striking his staff on the floor to fully manifest.

"I don’t appreciate intruders breaching my dungeon uninvited." Leon stated, his bloodlust surging further.

"Easy now... Mr. Michael. I’m no foe of yours." Dreulis countered, advancing toward Leon.

"Then why the hell are you invading my dungeon?" Leon demanded sternly, reining in his bloodlust.

"I seek to strike a bargain with you... Provided you lower that sword." Dreulis said, halting precisely a foot from him.

’He radiates no hostility, and if he intended harm, he’d have struck already.’ Leon reflected, cautiously sheathing his blade.

*Swish*

The moment the Nyxter slid into its scabbard, Rees materialized beside Leon.

"Hmm... Just as I detected, it’s you." He intoned seriously, eyeing Dreulis.

Their ocular flames blazed intensely while they stared each other down.

"How do you sense one another? Is there some sort of-"

"Death." Dreulis interrupted, gaze fixed on Rees.

"Hmm...?" Leon regarded them with puzzlement.

"The greater the kills a lich amasses, the stronger his aura grows... Like a predator spotting another, it retreats from conflict.

Yet liches possess sharp intellects, so we avoid fleeing; rarely do you witness two liches clashing in reality.

I’m Dreulis... We didn’t introduce ourselves last time, Mister?" Dreulis extended his hand toward Rees.

"Rees..." Rees replied, grasping it in return.

"You know, I’ve slain thousands of humans myself, but your aura overwhelms me so much I can’t resist wondering. How many have you truly felled, Mr. Rees?" Dreulis inquired.

"Roughly five hundred thousand..." Rees answered calmly.

Leon’s eyes bulged in astonishment at the revelation.

"What the fuck?"