I! Cleaner!

"Ah!!!"

With the help of [Pity it's Not], the stout guard who had suffered a deadly kick screamed once and immediately let go, clasped his legs, and knelt down with a thud, unable to rise again.

After going through this, Leon not only got a weapon from his hands but also found the trick to dealing with these Ironskin Guards.

Once these guards are iron-coated, their bodies become incredibly solid, they don't feel pain and are very tough, each one more difficult than the last. If I really want them not to stop me, I might have to dismember them one by one.

But with the "egg-kicking" badge installed, it's not that troublesome anymore. Just explode their eggs one by one, ensure that with each kick they're down, and they won't get up for at least five minutes.

Simply perfect!

After giving himself a mental thumbs up for his acuity, the fully recovered Leon once again pinpointed a target, grabbed the opponent's weapon and tugged it over, disrupting their balance, followed by a heavy kick. The unlucky fellow immediately cried out in agony and fell, following in the footsteps of the sturdy guard.

Now that the way to handle them is known, the following actions become much simpler.

Amidst the repetitive cycle of "bang" and "ah," the Ironskin Guards, as robust as little calves, each clasped their legs and knelt down in a line, all over the corridor resounded with the groans of the fallen guards.

"Stop! Stop!"

When over twenty guards were mostly on their knees, someone finally gave up resisting, hurriedly threw down his weapon, clasped his legs, and said in horror:

"I... I surrender..."

"Bang!"

"Ah!!!"

After prying apart the legs of the pleading guard and giving a kick, sending him to line up with the Wudang group, Leon finally free from the entanglement quickly dashed toward the staircase, while inwardly apologizing to the Ironskin Guards.

Don't blame me for being harsh; I'm doing this for your good.

If I don't do this, I'd have to use heavy hands to get rid of you, but after this anomaly is resolved, it's uncertain if people with decapitated heads can live, right? It's better to have a small explosion than a big one, right?

"He got out!"

"Get him!" This is pаrt оf а sеriеs frоm Мy Virtuаl Librаry Еmpirе (М|V|L1ЕМРYR).

"Don't let him go upstairs!"

Seeing Leon break free from those guards' entanglement, the subsequent guards hurriedly filled in to try to entangle Leon and prevent her from going upstairs to find the Iron Queen.

However, in the relatively spacious study, a one-on-many fight might hold Leon for a while, but the stairway is much narrower, and at most two or three people could confront Leon simultaneously before they were quickly taken down.

The cycle of bang-a-bang explosions echoed up the stairway, reaching the ears of the Iron Queen.

Damn it! Couldn't stop him even for this little while?

Realizing that Leon seemed to have already caught up, the Iron Queen clenched her fist, then shouted to the Flag Officer beside the tower:

"Isn't it ready yet? Notify the stationed guards to come over; does it need this long to signal?"

"Well... it should have been notified long ago... but the one signaling seems a bit off..."

Looking at the semaphore response from the distant barracks, the Flag Officer's iron face was full of confusion and said:

"I reported that something happened on our side and needed support, and they signaled back that everything was fine. Then I said the royal palace was under attack and requested immediate deployment; they replied that the situation was stable;

Just now, I tried to notify them again, telling them it's extremely urgent and immediate deployment is required, but they replied with 'Long live the Kingdom' ... I have no idea what's going on..."

What kind of nonsense is this?

Snatching the telescope from the Flag Officer's hands and glancing at the barracks' semaphore, realizing the other side was indeed "read and messaged back," the Iron Queen gritted her teeth, internally cursing the old King and the barracks' commander.

A bunch of idiots!

How could such an important position to guard the royal palace be entrusted to someone so dumb? The army responsible for guarding the royal palace can't even understand semaphore? This damned Kingdom is truly rotten!

Forget it, expecting the guards to rush over isn't realistic anymore.

Hearing the noise gradually approaching from downstairs, aware that Leon had nearly caught up, the Iron Queen stamped her foot, tossed the telescope back to the Flag Officer, ordered him to continue signaling here, and hurriedly ran toward another staircase, planning to get out of the palace first.

There are only dozens of guards inside the palace, but the two squads alternate guarding the royal palace have a total of eight or nine hundred men, with even more considering the four patrol teams outside the palace!

As long as I leave the palace, I can assemble the guards and temporarily hold off this troublesome guy, then head directly to the guard barracks, lead them to kill all the royal family members, and by then, he definitely can't stop the organized army!

...

And through the soul vision of the black goat, noticing the Iron Queen's movements, Leon followed suit down the stairs, only to be blocked by the fallen soldiers along the way, with new Ironskin Guards continually entering the palace, temporarily blocking him in the staircase.

Looks like I have to take another route.

After much effort to go down a floor, discovering a large group of soldiers still blocking below, while the Iron Queen's soul had already rushed out of the palace, Leon hesitated slightly, then directly flipped over the handrail amidst the shocked gazes of the Ironskin Guards below.

"Boom!"

With a loud crash, Leon fell head-first from a six-floor height, directly hitting the ground on the first floor, smashing several pieces of stone tiles in the stairwell.

Upon hearing the loud noise, the Princess turned her head in alarm, finding Leon staggering to his feet, swaying toward her and gave her a shiver from her scalp to her feet.

Damn it! How can he be so relentless?

"Guards!"

Seeing Leon desperate enough to jump off to chase her, afraid she'd be caught before completing her goal, the Iron Queen had to run while shrieking:

"Someone! Help!"

"The rebel wants to kill me! Guards!!!"

However, peculiarly, despite the Iron Queen's prolonged shouting, there wasn't a single response. The guards supposed to be stationed inside the palace seemed to have mysteriously disappeared, no trace of them despite her calls.

What's going on? Where are all the guards?

Unbeknownst to her, the palace guards had been redirected by Leon to practice diving at the garden's pond; after shouting for a while with no response and Leon closing in, the Iron Queen bit her lip and sprinted toward the palace gates.

No guards? No problem, there're people on the streets! Letting those people entangle him is just the same!

Resolute on her plan, the Iron Queen darted toward the palace exterior with all her might, but Leon, relentless behind her, had repaired his body, his heavy footsteps growing louder and closer, each seemed to crush on Iron Queen's heart, making it sink deeper.

Not good! The palace covers quite an area, plus there's a plaza outside. At the current pace, I might be caught before I even run out of the palace or enlist help from outside; what do I do?

However, just when the Iron Queen was about to despair, as if even fate was on her side, a mass of armed people stormed in from outside the palace, entering her command range.

Saved!

No time to ponder why so many ordinary folks barged into the palace, the Iron Queen, overjoyed to have reinforcements, directly pointed to the approaching Leon, shouting at the top of her lungs:

"Quick! I order you, catch him for me!"

"..."

Huh???

Seeing "Princess Veronica" running out unharmed, the rebels who had barged into the palace were ecstatic, but after hearing her command, deep confusion clouded the eyes of these elite rebels.

"Princess..."

Gazing at the jubilant Iron Queen yelling for them to catch Leon, the bald-headed woman who led the rebels into the palace, couldn't help scratching her bald head, then pointed to Leon in the distance, dumbfounded, and asked:

"You want us to catch our own leader?"

"..."

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