All MILFs are Mine Chapter 288: Radal

Leon walked through the dead forest, each step crunching on dry, lifeless dirt. Not a single bird cry. Not a breeze. Not even an insect. Just empty silence stretching endlessly between the skeletal trees.

’This trial... I don’t understand it. What is my goal? What am I supposed—’

*Break*

A sharp snap echoed behind him—the clean sound of a stick cracking under weight.

Leon turned around imdiately with a neutral expression on his face.

There he was again.

The sa Snow Elf child, following him at a careful distance, half-hidden behind a tree trunk.

’What the hell is his problem? Why is he following now ? Is he planning to kill with a stick again ?’ Leon thought and started walking toward the kid with an annoyed expression.

The mont the child saw Leon approaching, he panicked, spun around, and began walking away—like so awkward attempt at pretending he wasn’t tailing him.

"Stop." Leon’s voice cut through the forest.

The elf child halted instantly and slowly turned back, staring at him with a neutral expression.

"Why are you following ? Don’t say you are not because I have seen you do it." Leon asked, face flat with confusion.

"You didn’t kill ." The child said it with a blank, neutral expression.

"I can now..." Leon replied, hand sliding the sword halfway out of its sheath.

The child didn’t flinch. Instead, he pulled out a dark, prism-shaped locket and held it up.

"Help find my father. I will give you this." he spoke with a neutral expression.

Leon narrowed his eyes. "What’s that ? A rock ?"

"The core of a Gillian hound. If you eat this, you will beco very powerful." He replied with a neutral expression.

Leon blinked with a confused expression. "Then why don’t you eat it ?"

"My body can’t handle all that power."

Leon clicked his tongue. ’If I help him find his father, maybe I can finally get so damn directions out of this endless tree graveyard. And it’s not like I have the system working for right now... Haa... I thought this trial is going to be a fight to death or sothing.’ He sighed.

"Where did you see your father last ti?" Leon asked with a confused expression.

"In that direction." The kid pointed north.

Leon nodded. "Okay, so if we keep heading in—"

"No wait... I think it was that direction." He pointed south this ti with the sa confused expression.

Leon stared at him. "...You don’t have any idea where you saw him, do you ?"

"No." The child admitted, shoulders dropping with regret.

"Keep following then..." Leon turned around and started walking north anyway.

The kid followed quietly at his side, step after step, saying nothing.

Twenty three minutes later...

"What’s your na ?" Leon asked without looking at him.

"Ju-ilo."

"Why are you saying your na in two separate words?" Leon raised a brow as he continued to scan the environnt around him.

"The first two letters of my father’s na and last three letters of my mother’s na." Ju-ilo explained.

"I see." Leon shrugged. "Whatever works."

Ju-ilo hesitated. "Can I ask you a question?"

"You just did." Leon replied with a neutral expression.

"Two more questions?"

Leon sighed. "Go on. I don’t exactly have anything better to do right now."

"How did you kill that ghost hound without using magic ?" Ju-ilo asked with a curious expression.

"With my sword." Leon replied with a neutral expression.

"So you can’t use mag—"

"Shhhhh..." Leon imdiately pressed two fingers to his lips, signaling him to stop.

Creak...

Both of them froze.

Then both of them felt it, The bloodlust. They turned back-to-back.

Step-step-step-step-step...

’I can hear it. Sothing’s walking. But I can’t see a damn thing in view.’ Leon pulled the nyxter free, his expression sharpening.

"Radal..." Ju-ilo whispered, his eyes narrowing.

"What ?" Leon kept scanning the empty forest.

"It’s a Radal. They can turn invisible for a short ti. They always try to catch you from behind and enjoy eating you alive."

Ju-ilo grabbed a stick and held it like a blade.

Then—

Silence.

The footsteps stopped completely and silence covered the environnt.

"It will jump now... DODGE!" Ju-ilo shouted and imdiately threw himself to the ground.

"Garrwwwwwww!"

A massive blur erupted to Leon’s right and launched at him.

"Fuck—!" Leon ducked and spun aside, feeling claws slice the air where his head had been. When he turned back—

Gone.

The creature turned invisible again.

Step-step-step-step—

’If only I had my skills...’ Leon strained his ears, trying to catch the exact direction.

Then—

A voice whispered inside his mind.

’If you’re trying to listen to its footsteps... then listen properly. Close your eyes. You won’t see it anyway with open eyes.’

Leon froze.

’White Fox...?’ he asked silently in his mind.

’The sword will guide you.’

The voice faded like mist.

’Fucking hell...’ Leon exhaled slowly, closed his eyes, and tightened his grip on the nyxter.

Step-step-step-step-step...

"Run! Run, what are you doing!?" Ju-ilo yelled from a distance, voice shaking. Fear twisted the kid’s face.

But Leon only listened—focused—followed the sound.

The steps suddenly stopped.

’Right behind ...’

Leon’s eyes snapped open.

He twisted the hilt sideways.

"LAST RISE... FULL MOON!"

He spun the sword in a perfect semi-circular arc, turning with it.

The mont he pivoted, the Radal appeared—its black, bear-like body materializing out of nowhere, crouched inches behind him.

Its eyes widened, caught in the hypnotic sweep of the sword’s afterimages.

Then—

The stance broke.

The Radal snapped out of the trance and reacted instantly.

Tang!

It slamd its claws forward, sacrificing them to soften the blow. The nyxter sliced through the claws but only carved halfway through its neck—deep, bloody, fatal, but not enough to kill instantly.

’Fucking hell... he’s too fast to—’

Leon didn’t get to finish the thought.

The Radal imdiately raised its other arm, claws slashing toward Leon’s legs.

He knew—instantly—that dodging was impossible.

Leon’s eyes widened.

"Fuck ." He shut his eyes, bracing for impact.

Swish

THUD