All MILFs are Mine

Chapter 261: What is he doing ?

“It’s my turn now…” Leon’s lips curved into a cold smile. He clenched his fist, muscles tightening, and drove it straight into Grenger’s chest.

“Take this, bastard.”

THUD!

The blow landed.

But nothing happened.

Grenger chuckled, a mocking grin spreading across his face. “That didn’t even tickl—”

[+250% Reflection]

SWISH!

BOOOOOOM!

The air detonated at Leon’s knuckles. A violent shockwave erupted, and Grenger’s grin shattered the instant he felt the force tearing through his ribs.

His body launched backward like a broken arrow, smashing into the wall with earth-shaking impact.

CRASH!

Dust exploded everywhere.

Cough! Cough!

Leon winced, glancing at his own fist. His knuckles were charred and raw, smoke rising from the burn. “Tch… hurts like hell.”

“Master, look!” Enid’s urgent voice pulled his gaze forward.

Through the settling dust, a shadow emerged.

Grenger stepped out, blood trailing from the corner of his mouth. His eyes gleamed with savage light.

“You’re strong… or should I say, your armor is.” His tone was cold, amused despite the crimson blood staining his lips.

Leon’s eyes narrowed, his stance shifting to defense. “Say whatever you want.”

Grenger cracked his neck, smirking. “Steelweb armor. I’ve heard of its ability to reflect both physical and magical force. But this is the first time I’ve seen it in action. I have to say it’s really impressive.”

Leon’s mind raced. ’He’s hurt. Not fatally, but enough. I just need to press a little harder and try not to die.’

Grenger’s voice cut through his thoughts. “Let’s test the limits of that reflection, shall we? Let’s see if it reflects first or breaks first…”

<Ghost’s Breath>

Grenger used his skill and immediately vanished into the air as green smoke erupted from his body.

“What—?!”

<Sixth Sense>

Chills crawled up Leon’s spine. His instincts screamed. He ducked low just as a voice whispered behind him.

“Too late.” Grenger spoke with a neutral expression as he immediately bent his knee mid-air, adjusting to the hit angle.

’Damn it—Blink!’

<Blink>

Leon vanished.

SWING!

Grenger’s strike ripped through empty air, the force so great it howled.

A moment later, Leon reappeared several meters away, eyes narrowing with sudden realization.

“I see… So you are using teleportation spells huh ?” Grenger asked with a neutral expression.

’Wait teleportation… why am I dodging like an idiot? This is my dungeon. I can teleport anywhere I want.’ Leon thought as a smile appeared over his face.

Grenger scowled. “You’ve figured something out… then I’ll just kill you faster.”

He disappeared again.

<Sixth Sense>

The attack came from behind once again. This time Leon didn’t dodge. He simply snapped his fingers.

Snap.

“What—?!” Grenger spoke as his fist cut through air again aiming for his head this time— but Leon disappeared from his position in a split second dodging the attack easily.

STAB! STAB! STAB! STAB! STAB!

Five black blades pierced his back in unison.

Grenger’s face remained eerily neutral, even as blood trickled down from his back. “What kind of blades dares pierce my body?”

He reached behind, yanked one of the blade free with terrifying calm. His eyes studied it. “This material is rar—”

But before he finished, the blades ripped from his grip leaving trails of crimson blood, flying back into Leon’s hand.

Leon’s voice was cold and steady. “Ninty, Time’s up. You’re the most injured one I see here.”

Grenger’s gaze hardened. He straightened, walking forward despite the wounds. Dust trailed behind him, his steps heavy, deliberate.

Face to face, his eyes locked with Leon’s. The air between them felt like it could shatter.

“You are… different from other humans, a little stronger I have to say” Grenger said evenly. “But remember—you still have one heart and I have six. Next time we meet… it will be a death match and I will show you my true potential.”

Leon didn’t flinch. He didn’t even blink. He stood tall, unyielding, his aura pressing back against Grenger’s killing intent.

Grenger smirked one last time before walking past him, climbing the stairs without another word.

…

“Holy shit… You just defeated my husband in a 1v1 duel.” Enid spoke with a surprised expression as she walked upto Leon.

’If the match kept going… I would’ve lost in the long run and that’s why I need to make my stronger as soon as possible.’ Leon thought with a serious expression.

“Looks like your body needs some rest after that duel… Master.” Enid spoke with a perverted smile as she immediately tried to grab Leon’s dick but a dark hand immediately grabbed her hand.

“What the-” as soon as Enid looked up she noticed a dark elf standing in front of her with a disgusted expression on her face.

“Fruela…” Leon spoke with a neutral expression as he looked at her.

“Master… As soon as I heard the commotion, I ran as fast as I can but the floors are so big to cross that it took me-”

“Don’t worry about that… How are the dark Elfs and my family ?” Leon asked with a neutral expression.

“They are absolutely fine, Master.” Fruela replied immediately.

“Good Job, show Enid to her floor… I will go and see my family.” Leon spoke with a smile.

“What !? But master, I want to come with you.” Enid spoke with a sad experience as she looked at Leon.

“Yeah no. Maybe some other day…” Leon replied with a neutral expression as he walked out of the room from the other exit.

“Come… I will show you to the floor.” Fruela spoke as she looked at Enid.

“Y-Yes,but master will be back soon, right ?” Enid asked with a neutral expression as she looked at Fruela.

“I don’t know. Master has too much work… I don’t think he will be free until day after tomorrow. Master has to make physical relationships to all these women that he left alone and-” Fruela started replying, but Enid interrupted her mid-sentence.

“W-What ?” Enid asked as her left eye started twitching.

“Yes… Master-” Before Fruela could’ve completed her sentence, Enid disappeared from her grip.

*Swish*

“What the-!?” Fruela looked around completely confused.

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