Chapter 447

With the help of [unfortunately none], the burly soldier who had suffered a fatal chicken attack let out a scream and immediately released his grip, clutching his legs as he kneeled down with a thud, unable to get back up.

After this incident, Leon not only obtained a weapon from him but also discovered a trick to deal with these Iron Guards. Once they became iron-plated, their bodies were astonishingly tough, feeling no pain and fearlessly charging forward. Each one was more troublesome than the last. If he wanted them to stop blocking his way, he’d probably have to dismember them all.

But after equipping the “Egg-Kicking” badge, things didn’t need to be so complicated. He could just kick them in the nuts, and that would do the job. Guaranteed one kick per guard, and they’d drop instantly, unable to get up for at least five minutes.

Absolutely perfect! After giving himself a mental pat on the back for his sharp insight, Leon, whose injuries had healed, targeted another opponent. He grabbed the other’s weapon, yanked it towards him to break his balance, then delivered a solid kick. The unlucky target screamed and fell to the ground, following the fate of the previous burly guard.

Since he had found a way to deal with them, the next steps became quite simple.

In a repetitive cycle of “bang” and “ah,” the iron guards, strong like little bulls, began kneeling one by one, holding their legs and butts, lining up on the floor. The entire corridor echoed with the groans of fallen soldiers.

“No! No!”

When over half of the twenty-plus guards had collapsed, someone finally gave up resistance, hastily throwing away their weapon and pleading in terror: “I… I surrender…”

“Bang!”

“Ahh!!!”

Leon kicked the pleading guard’s legs apart and sent him off to join the queue of incapacitated men. Finally free from their纠缠, Leon rushed toward the stairwell while mentally apologizing to the iron guards.

Don’t blame me for my harsh kicks; I’m really doing this for your own good. If I didn’t, I’d have to use heavy force to get rid of you, and once the anomaly is lifted, whether or not someone with a severed head survives is uncertain. Compared to having your big head smashed, getting kicked in the small head is better, right? “He’s coming out!”

“Someone!”

“We can’t let him go upstairs!”

Seeing Leon breaking free from the guards’ entanglement, the reinforcements quickly moved in, trying to hold Leon back from reaching Princess Iron upstairs.

However, in the relatively spacious study, the guards could somewhat restrain Leon when fighting in numbers, but the stairwell was much narrower. At most, only two or three could confront Leon at a time, and they were quickly taken down one by one. The sound of repeated nut-kicking echoed upward along the stairwell, reaching the ears of Princess Iron.

Damn it! How could they fail to stop him so quickly? Realizing Leon might already be chasing her, Princess Iron clenched her fists and shouted at the flag officer beside the tower: “Is it not ready yet? Inform the stationed guards to come here. Why does it take so long?”

“This… we should have notified them long ago… but the person holding the flag on their side seems a bit off…”

Looking at the distant camp’s response signals, the flag officer’s iron face was full of confusion as he said:

“I informed them about our situation and requested support, but they signaled back saying everything is fine there; then I told them the royal palace was under attack and demanded immediate action, but they replied that the situation is stable; just now I tried notifying them again, telling them it’s an emergency requiring instant mobilization, and they responded with ‘Long live the kingdom’… I don’t know what’s going on…”

What nonsense is this? Grabbing the telescope from the flag officer, Princess Iron looked at the camp’s signals and confirmed they were indeed replying nonsensically. She gritted her teeth and cursed the old king and the camp commander in her mind.

A bunch of stupid pigs! How could such an important position as guarding the royal palace be entrusted to such incompetent people? The army responsible for defending the palace doesn’t even understand flag signals? This damn kingdom is truly rotten!

Forget about the guards coming; it’s no longer realistic.

Hearing the noise gradually approaching downstairs, realizing Leon was almost upon her, Princess Iron stomped her foot, threw the telescope to the flag officer, and ordered him to continue signaling while she hurriedly ran towards the other staircase, planning to leave the bedroom first.

If she could escape the bedroom, she could gather the palace guards and temporarily delay this troublesome guy, then head directly to the guards’ camp, leading them to slaughter all members of the royal family. Facing an organized army, he definitely wouldn’t stand a chance!…

Meanwhile, through the soul vision of the Black Goat, Leon noticed Princess Iron’s movements and immediately started running downstairs. However, the path up was littered with fallen guards, and new iron guards kept entering the bedroom, temporarily trapping him in the stairwell.

Looks like I’ll have to take another route.

It took quite a while to descend one floor, and he saw a large group of soldiers blocking the way below while Princess Iron’s soul had already exited the bedroom. After hesitating briefly, Leon, under the astonished gaze of the iron guards, flipped over the railing of the stairwell.

“Bang!”

With a loud crash, Leon plummeted headfirst from six floors up, smashing into the ground on the first floor, shattering several stone bricks on the stairwell floor.

The princess, startled by the noise, turned around and saw Leon staggering to his feet, swaying as he chased after her, which made her scalp tingle.

Damn it! How could he be so persistent?”Guards!”

Seeing Leon risking a fall to chase her, fearing she would be caught before achieving her goal, Princess Iron had no choice but to run while screaming shrilly:

“No one! Hurry! Someone!”

“Rebels want to kill me! Guards!!!”

Strangely, despite shouting for a long time, no one came to respond. The guards who should have been on duty inside the palace somehow mysteriously disappeared, ignoring her calls entirely.

What’s going on? Why isn’t there a single guard?

Unaware that the palace guards had been dispatched by Leon to practice underwater swimming in the garden pond, after shouting for a while and seeing no response, Leon was getting closer from behind, so Princess Iron gritted her teeth and ran straight out of the palace gate.

No problem without guards; there are still people on the streets outside! Let those people detain him too!

Deciding this, Princess Iron began sprinting towards the palace exit. But the relentless pursuit of Leon, who had repaired his body, grew louder with every step. Every heavy footfall seemed to land on Princess Iron’s heart, making her increasingly uneasy.

Not good! The palace covers a large area, and there’s also a square outside. Based on the current situation, she might be caught before calling for help from outside. What should she do? Just as Princess Iron was about to despair, it seemed even heaven was helping her. A large number of armed people suddenly rushed into the palace from outside, entering her command range.

Saved! Not caring why so many ordinary people rushed into the palace, Princess Iron ecstatically pointed at the pursuing Leon and screamed at the top of her lungs: “Quick! I order you to catch him!”

“…”

Huh??? The elite rebels who stormed the palace were initially overjoyed to see “Princess Veronica” emerge unharmed, but after hearing her command, a deep sense of confusion clouded their eyes.

“Your Highness…”

The bald woman leading the rebels scratched her bald head, then pointed at Leon far away and asked bewilderedly: “You want us to capture our own leader?”