Leon cast his gaze toward the tree, staring directly at the two eerie puppets that had discovered him, took a deep breath, and stood steadily upright on the branch with his slender body.
He smiled and raised his hand, once again performing that transformation starting pose etched into his very bones.
“Smile full marks!
Fighting Spirit, one hundred percent~” Something like one’s sense of shame, when possessed, one is cautious and afraid to lose it, but once lost, there is no interest in picking it up again, as if some heavy burden has been lifted.
He danced and spun lightly, descending from the tree like a butterfly, the heels of his platform leather boots landing steadily on the ground, his long, beautiful legs not wavering in the slightest.
His slender waist twisted, and the Mana in the air converged into this youthful and beautiful body like a tide.
Leon felt that scorching, expanding power fill his entire body once again.
The transformation process started up again.
In this instant, Leon noticed details he had missed during his first transformation.
As the first line of dialogue was spoken, an unalterable power seemed to urge him to continue the movements and the lines from his mouth.
“…!” That flame-like power flowed through his body along with his dance, as if it had a will of its own, attempting to converge toward his chest.
Leon danced gracefully, white light already radiating from his body, taking all his clothes with it as they vanished without a trace, leaving only that slender and beautiful maiden’s body, his hands drawing a huge heart shape in front of his chest.
The next movement should be to enthusiastically spread his hands and push them outward to the sides.
Leon’s voice was sweet and passionate: “Let the flames and my mood burn and dance together…” However, at this very moment.
That sweet voice instantly turned a bit cold.
He shouted sharply: “…And burn you all along with it!” The next instant, the hands that were originally pushed forward suddenly changed moves, and the slender fists wrapped in white light tore through the air, swinging forward with a whistling sound.
At the same time, his entire person also rushed forward at the speed of a stream of light.
Mana filled his body, and Leon, radiating a glow like Holy Light, was now moving at an astonishing speed.
The Maid Doll’s hand holding the kitchen knife had only just been raised before the girl in its field of vision had already vanished.
In the blink of an eye.
A white light afterimage flashed like a ghost to its right.
Sakura-colored long hair flew up in the high speed, and the girl used the momentum to twist her waist and hips, her slender fist carrying terrifying explosive power, striking the empty face of the knife-wielding Maid Doll with a sound of breaking air.
This punch even carried a hint of red flame light, carving a bright trail in the dark forest.
Puff!
Crack!
With a dull thud, it was actually sent flying backward.
Leon did not hesitate at all, turning to pounce on the Butler Doll beside it.
Transformation, as an action and ability carved into the very bones of this maiden’s body, was perfectly read and copied by Leon in an intuitive way through the effect of [Soul Link].
That indescribable instinct to continue the transformation just now was clear evidence of this.
In principle, this would be very difficult to restrain, just as people generally cannot suppress their knee-jerk reflexes and blinking motions.
This kind of instinctive impulse from supernatural abilities was even more deeply rooted than such physical neural reflexes.
However, Leon did not have only one talent.
The [Precision Operation Engine] also began to exert its power.
At this moment, relying on a mastery so powerful that it even surpassed this body, Leon stopped the lines and movements that were about to burst forth and directly interrupted his own transformation process!
Right now, the mana that had just leaked out was firmly imprisoned within his body, and the feeling of that power raging inside accompanied by a strong stinging pain spread throughout his entire body.
But he could still continue to act!
Leon lowered his body, and a long leg shining with Holy Light swept out like a steel whip, accurately striking the ankle joint of the Butler Doll.
“Crack!” A dull explosion erupted.
This kick was even more powerful than the punch from before.
There was no scene of flesh and blood flying, only dry wood chips scattering in all directions.
The Butler Doll’s fragile ball joint instantly collapsed under the crushing absolute force, and its body lost balance, tilting to one side.
Leon did not hesitate at all.
His core muscles tightened, and his entire body sprang up like a compressed spring.
With his right fist clenched, he swung a textbook Rising Dragon Fist from bottom to top.
The fist’s edge carried the scorching mana that had grown even more violent due to his movements and emotions, even forming a flame-like trail as it struck the Butler Doll’s featureless face.
Bang!
It sounded like a watermelon being smashed by a sledgehammer.
The doll’s head directly exploded into a sky full of flying wood chips.
The headless body swayed twice and then crashed to the ground.
The young girl landed somewhat unsteadily on the ground.
The wild, scorching mana churned within her body, and external mana was actually continuing to pour in, becoming increasingly chaotic and searing.
It even made the veins on Leon’s forehead, who had an extremely high pain tolerance, throb a few times.
The [Precision Operation Engine] was not a mechanical mind; this sensation of pain was acting completely upon his consciousness.
That Maid Monster should not be dead yet.
Can I still fight?
Leon gasped, his mind racing in the blink of an eye.
The mana within his body seemed to be growing more violent.
In other words, his next punch would be even more powerful.
So as long as he could hold on for three more seconds and land the next move, he would win.
However…
The very moment this thought arose, an unexpected change struck.
Perhaps the series of high-intensity explosive movements had somehow channeled the mana within his body.
The power, which had only been barely suppressed, seemed to have been stimulated, accelerating and boiling wildly inside him.
This violent surge of energy, combined with the phantom pain of his body tearing apart, instantly broke through his defenses.
The breath Leon exhaled suddenly carried wisps of fire.
In that instant, the mana went out of control, crossing a certain critical threshold.
It felt as if flames had instantly ignited in his windpipe, threatening to sear his internal organs.
His mind crashed for 0.3 seconds, and his vision went black for a moment.
Even though the [Precision Operation Engine] was constantly active, it couldn’t stop this.
Because this was mana going out of control, not a pause caused by instinct.
It was at this fatal moment that the other Maid Doll, which had silently crawled back into the battlefield, moved.
It glided along the ground with terrifying speed in a grotesque, non-ergonomic posture, its rusty kitchen knife thrusting out soundlessly.
Puchi.
Cold metal pierced the skin, sinking into Leon’s soft abdomen, which was covered in white light.
The Holy Light seemed to have created some repulsive force that obstructed the attack, but not by much.
“Ugh…” Searing pain shot up his spine like an electric current.
Leon’s eyes snapped open, and his forehead instantly broke out in a fine sweat.
Yet, this soul-piercing pain acted like a shot of adrenaline, forcibly reviving his fading consciousness.
He drove his elbow into the other’s head.