…
Seeing that Butcher seemed to be stumped by his request, Leon was not in a hurry. After all, haste makes waste, and there were only a few female Supes who met Leon’s requirements.
Even fewer were accessible to Butcher now.
So Leon almost explicitly stated the name to Butcher.
However, that would be going beyond what was expected for the role of “Soldier Boy” that Leon was currently playing; he was a very dedicated actor.
Click!
Leon disengaged the safety on his Desert Eagle, followed the principle of aligning the sights, held the gun with both hands, and aimed at Butcher’s head, who was deep in thought.
【Question: Do you wish to perform today’s check-in?】
‘System, act cute for me.’
【Ding! Today’s check-in has been completed. Congratulations to the Host for obtaining 『Gun God Stratas’s Pity』.】
【Gun God Stratas’s Pity: Because your marksmanship is terrible and you show no desire to improve, you have been pitied by Gun God Stratas—when you use a firearm to shoot, your accuracy enters a ‘Schrödinger’s Cat’ state. The more you want to hit the target, the more you miss it; the more you don’t want to hit the target, the more you also miss it. However, the probability of you hitting the target will never be zero.】
【Introduction: The way of the Gun God lies within.】
Holy cow!
This is a conceptual divine skill!
Not only did it directly save Leon the trouble of aiming, which he hated the most, but it also gave him an invincible buff where he could hit the target no matter how he shot.
That Gun God Stratas is quite nice. Leon definitely wants to make friends with her if he gets the chance.
Bang—
The “reward” from his first check-in after coming to The Boys World made Leon pull the trigger impatiently.
His target, of course, was Butcher, who was closest to him.
Leon’s self-imposed psychological suggestion was “really want to hit him,” but the actual desired outcome was “do not hit him.”
Only a gunshot was heard.
Even though Leon’s Desert Eagle muzzle was almost pressed against Butcher’s forehead, the bullet shot out still curved, barely grazing Butcher’s right earlobe.
This bullet trajectory correction would make even Yan Shuangying exclaim, “Expert!”
“!!!” ×3
The stinging pain in his ear instantly startled Butcher awake. Mother’s Milk in the room also woke up in fright from the gunshot and, along with Frenchie, looked towards the room door in panic and surprise.
Only the severely injured Hughie lay on the bed, showing no reaction. The carefree Kimiko also smacked her lips twice, then curled up in a corner of the room, still sleeping soundly, hugging her knees.
“What happened?”
Butcher touched the blood on his earlobe and asked with a darkened face.
“Nothing.”
“Just suddenly remembered some past events.”
Leon nonchalantly placed the Desert Eagle with infinite bullets back into the holster on his right thigh, very satisfied with the experimental results.
Since the bullet trajectory could deviate so absurdly when Leon actively wanted it to, it would probably be even more absurd when the system forced a hit.
Leon even thought about shooting a few nuclear bombs at Thanos’s old home to test the waters when he had time, because as long as he shot enough, one would eventually hit.
No matter how it specifically hit, the probability would never be zero.
Just thinking about this made Leon feel exceptionally joyful.
It was simply too much fun~
“Alright.”
Seeing that Leon had no further violent outbursts, Butcher could only swallow his bitterness in silence to avoid provoking him.
At this moment.
At the staircase of the motel.
A blonde girl with a single ponytail, completely wrapped up, wearing a mask, and as thin as a skeleton, scurried towards the room where the group was.
She ignored Leon and Butcher, who were negotiating at the doorway. After entering the room, she took off her mask and walked purposefully to the bed where Hughie was lying:
“Oh, my God!”
“Hughie—”
Starlight looked at Hughie with a pained expression, cupping his weak, pale cheeks with both hands.
At the doorway.
Butcher raised an eyebrow at Leon, who was examining Starlight, then leaned in and whispered, “What do you think of her?”
Holy cow?
Upon hearing this, Leon didn’t immediately reply to Butcher but looked at him with some surprise: Bro, you’re really Hughie’s good brother!
To even offer up your brother’s friend, that’s just…
Too wonderful~
Leon was already starting to feel that he wasn’t perverted enough and somewhat out of place with this group from The Boys. When it came to playing dirty, it had to be you, Butcher.
Leon admired Butcher’s ruthlessness in achieving his goals by any means necessary—ruthless to his enemies, ruthless to his brothers, and even more ruthless to himself.
Damn it.
Leon hadn’t even had that thought originally.
Now, with Butcher stirring things up like this, maybe it wasn’t out of the question?
“She’s barely qualified, but she’s too thin. Tell her to gain some weight. Do you have anyone with a fuller figure? I like the plump type, and if she’s a bit older, that would be even better.”
“After all—”
“Women are like fine wine, the older, the more fragrant.”
But good looks are a prerequisite.
Leon ended his conversation with Butcher using this famous quote from Soldier Boy.
He figured.
Leon had hinted so obviously. If Butcher still couldn’t figure out who he was talking about, then The Boys seemed to have no reason to exist.
Leon was willing to play this “house” game with them for the convenience of it.
Finding people himself and slowly seducing them was too troublesome, and using force didn’t align with his principles.
“Where are you going?”
Butcher asked, looking at Leon, who was walking towards the staircase.
“Going for a ride.”
“And picking up my uniform and shield.”
Leon replied, without looking back, just waving his hand at Butcher behind him.
…
After leaving the motel.
Leon turned left and right, entering a relatively secluded underground parking lot.
Then he briefly charged his chest cannon, letting its pre-fire nuclear radiation disrupt the surveillance cameras, and took the opportunity to summon Arcee and his soldier boy suit from the system space.
“Sorry to keep you waiting, my beauty.”
Leon tossed the soldier boy suit into Arcee’s cockpit in motorcycle mode, then skillfully straddled Arcee’s waist and patted her rear fender, saying.
“Leon, can you be serious for once? Stop touching me inappropriately.”
Although Arcee said this, she was already too lazy to struggle.
Anyway, Leon wouldn’t listen to her, but Arcee still had to maintain her proper demeanor; otherwise, how would she be different from Leon’s other women?
That’s the kind of vibe he was going for~
…
On the other side.
Butcher, who believed in speed, had already left the motel alone and secretly contacted Queen Maeve, one of the current members of The Seven.
As mentioned before.
It was she who provided Butcher with the Temporary Compound V.
Both of them shared a common goal: to deal with Homelander. So, without anyone else knowing the inside story, Butcher had already connected with Maeve.
“What did you say?!”
“Soldier Boy is still alive?!”
When Maeve was called by Butcher and informed about Leon, Maeve felt her World collapse…
“The reason I chose to cooperate with you was to kill that bastard Homelander!”
“And now you’re telling me you released an even stronger bastard than Homelander?”
“F*ck you!!!!!”