All MILFs are Mine Chapter 301: Name for myself

Dredis Valford stood enveloped in the chilly midnight fog just outside the dungeon’s towering iron gates.

Dressed from head to toe in obsidian assassin’s attire that seemed to absorb the very moonlight, he remained as motionless as a shadow. Only the thin mist of his breath provided any evidence that he was a living being.

"How much longer must I wait in front of this cursed—"

The words died abruptly in his throat.

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

Dredis’s pupils contracted into tiny dots.

‘H-How can this be possible...?’

There had been no sound. No footsteps. Not even a ripple of mana. Nothing at all.

Nevertheless, a blade sharp enough to sever his head was pressed firmly against his skin.

‘It’s impossible. No one is behind me. If someone were there, I would have detected them. I would have—’

"What brings you here?"

The voice originated from directly in front of him.

Dredis’s eyes snapped forward.

Standing within the dark threshold of the dungeon gate were four figures.

Fruela was there, her eyes shimmering like frozen amethysts as purple blades gleamed in her grasp.

Rees stood beside her, clutching a massive magic staff, his hollow eyes fixed on Dredis.

Dusk, the towering beast, stood right behind Leon, grinning to reveal rows of savage teeth.

And positioned at the center...

Leon himself, his features hidden behind a white mask.

The blade hovering at Dredis’s neck shimmered once before dissolving into a dark mist. It slithered through the air like a sentient shadow, eventually reattaching itself to the Nyxter.

Dredis dropped to one knee without hesitation.

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

Leon remained still.

He merely tilted his head to the side.

The crimson light behind the slits of his white mask burned more intensely—two blood-red stars that seemed to pierce through flesh and bone alike.

"Why have you come at such an hour?" His voice was quiet and steady... yet it was infinitely more terrifying for its lack of emotion. "I ought to kill you for this disturbance."

The pressure descended like a crushing invisible hammer. In an instant, Fruela vanished from her spot and reappeared directly behind Dredis, her dagger pressed to his throat.

"Just give the word, Master." She spoke softly while looking toward Leon.

Dredis’s ears began to ring. His legs shook. Cold sweat poured down beneath his mask as his other knee also struck the ground.

‘W-What is this...? This sensation... I’ve had daggers, swords, and various other weapons held to my throat before, but the pressure radiating from his body is on another level.’

It wasn't merely killing intent.

It was something far heavier and more profound. It felt as though the entire weight of the abyss had focused its gaze upon him.

‘He’s... different. He was dangerous last time, but this... this is suffocating. Was he hiding this before? Or... have I truly enraged him this time? I-I must apologize immediately.’ Dredis swallowed with difficulty.

"I-I am sorry, sir... I did not intend to bother you at this hour, I—" Dredis began to speak as he dared to look up.

But the moment he did, his entire body seized up.

Leon was no longer standing several meters away.

He was right there.

Mask to face.

They were so close that Dredis could see the tiny reflection of his own panicked eyes on the smooth white surface.

Only a sliver of metal separated their noses.

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

Dredis’s heart pounded against his ribs with such violence he feared his bones might break.

‘A-Am I about to die?!’

"Y-Your Majesty... sent me to receive your answer... regarding the meeting, S-Sir."

Leon said nothing for a long, agonizing second.

He just stared.

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

Behind him, Dusk watched the scene with blatant amusement, his fangs catching the light.

‘Master’s aura... it has truly reached a new level of evolution. It is so thick with bloodlust that even a professional assassin is trembling like a leaf. A genuine predator.’

Nearby, Fruela’s cheeks flushed a deep crimson despite her typical cold demeanor.

‘I can’t believe how powerful Master’s bloodlust is right now. Will he ever look at me like that when we are alone again? That would be so beautiful. Oh my god... what am I thinking?!’ she thought, her expression turning shameful.

Leon finally pulled back—just by an inch.

However, the pressure did not fade.

Not even slightly.

"I see... So he desires an answer, does he?" Leon asked neutrally. He walked over to a small wooden stick lying on the ground a short distance away.

"Y-Yes... Sir," Dredis whispered.

<Heart’s Compass>

The moment he activated the skill on the stick, it emitted a golden glow for a fraction of a second before returning to normal.

"The hidden village of demons..." Leon murmured as he set the stick on the ground. It fell, pointing directly toward the southern part of the forest.

"Elis... Fetch Enid for me," he commanded quietly.

"Yes, master," Elis answered. she vanished instantly and reappeared a moment later with Enid, who looked half-asleep.

"Hmm...? What’s happening?" Enid asked, looking around with a bewildered expression while rubbing her bleary eyes.

"You are joining us," Leon stated neutrally while looking at Enid.

"Hmm...? Where are we headed, master?" Enid inquired, her expression neutral as she looked back at him.

"To make a name for ourselves..." Leon replied, a smile appearing as he looked at her.

"Hmm...? A name for—" Enid’s eyes suddenly went wide as the realization of Leon’s intent hit her.

"M-M-Master, don't tell me you're going there? A-Are you?" Enid asked with a grave expression, stepping toward Leon.

"Oh, we are all going there, darling," Leon replied calmly.

"Master... you must understand, those demons aren't ordinary. Those thirteen demons—" Before Enid could finish her thought, Leon cut her off.

"... Will die tonight," he declared flatly.

"Assassin, you are coming with me as well."

"Ummm... Excuse me?" Dredis asked, looking both confused and terrified.

"Because I am about to provide the answer your king is looking for," Leon replied, beginning to walk forward.