All MILFs are Mine

Chapter 26 - Will you break your words ?

”Why did you do it, Leon Luster?” Derisaʼs voice was firm, her sharp gaze fixed on him.

Leon met her stare, his expression unreadable. ”Iʼve done many things in my life... Youʼll have to be more specific.”

”You stood against a Demonic Wolf,” she said, her tone edged with suspicion. ”It slaughtered ten Royal Guards—highly trained warriors—without hesitation. And yet, you faced it, barehanded. Why?”

A slow, almost amused smile crossed Leonʼs lips. ”Because running wouldnʼt have saved me. That thing wouldʼve caught up after finishing off the rest of the kids. I chose to fight instead of dying a coward death.”

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One Hour Earlier – The Forest

”Take this sword.” Dana tossed a blade toward Leon, her expression grim. ”Today, you either run—or get eaten.” With that, she stepped out of the wagon.

Leon caught the sword, his heart pounding, as he hurried after her. The moment he emerged, he saw seven Royal Guards surrounding the massive beast. Another guard, slightly apart from the group, was hunched over, whispering urgently into a glowing crystal.

Leon edged closer.

”We need backup, maʼam! There are too many wolves—”

The crystal crackled, and a firm yet distant voice responded. ”Iʼll be there in exactly five minutes. Keep the children safe—they are our future.”

”Understood, maʼam.” The guard smashed the crystal against the ground, drawing his sword.

Leon clenched his jaw.

Five minutes. I just have to survive for 300 seconds.

He glanced at the Demonic Wolf, its glowing red eyes locked onto its prey.

ʼIf I run, itʼll chase me. And I canʼt die before Iʼve fucked all the MILFs—

I am not going down that easily.ʼ

A steely determination settled over him as he gripped the sword.

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Back to the Present...

Derisa studied him for a long moment before nodding. ”Youʼve proven yourself. A real man, even at your young age. Most would have fled without hesitation. Yet you stood your ground, despite your wounds.”

She straightened her back. ”You have earned the favor of a knight. Ask for anything within my power, and I shall grant it.”

Leon barely paused before answering. ”A kiss—lip to lip, for one minute.”

Swish.

Before the words fully left his mouth, Derisaʼs sword was at his throat. The metal gleamed, her eyes burning with silent fury.

”Well... That escalated quickly,” Leon said, smirking despite himself.

Derisaʼs expression remained rigid. ”You mock a knightʼs honor, boy?”

”Iʼm only asking for what you promised,” he countered, his smile unwavering. ”You said youʼd grant anything within your power. A kiss is hardly beyond your abilities.”

Derisaʼs grip tightened on the hilt of her sword, her knuckles white. Then, abruptly, she sheathed it, her face turning red.

”I am much older than you,” she muttered, refusing to meet his gaze. ”I canʼt grant that request. Choose something else.”

Leon tilted his head. ”Tell me... How much weight does a Royal Knightʼs word carry?”

Derisa frowned. ”More than their life.”

Leonʼs smile widened. ”So... will you break yours?”