Queen and Her Duke

Wen Lin still ignored the movement behind her.

Eggers was furious, and he attacked Wen Lin without hesitation, and all the royal knights standing in front of Wen Lin were pushed away by him.

At the very moment, under the terrified gazes of everyone, Wen Lin drew out her sword and evaded Eggers' fierce attack.

The saber represents more symbolic meaning, so it is thin, narrow and light, which is as long as Eggers.Compared to a gun, the thin sword in Wen Lin's hand was like a twig that could be broken at any time.

Eggers was shocked that Wen Lin could catch him with a sword, and then anger burst out from his eyes, "Your Excellency, are you humiliating me?"

First, ignore it, and then use the saber to fight against yourself.

Wen Lin's every move seemed to be filled with true contempt.

Her wrist is white and slender, and the movement of holding the saber is pleasing to the eye. She is squinting at Eggers, her lips are slightly raised, with a bit of playfulness, showing lazy arrogance.

"Your Excellency Eggers, you were the first to be rude. At the very least, you should throw out a bargaining chip before inviting the lady to a duel,"

Her black hair hangs over Wen Lin's shoulders. She is leaning against the stone wall, and the pearls on her collar are slightly undulating. Even Eggers, who is obsessed with fighting all day long, cannot deny her beauty.

Like the bitter thorns all over the flowers, it is dangerous and charming.

Haze piled up in Eggers' eyes, and he dropped the pistol in his hand.gun, pulled out the saber at his waist, and said coldly,

"Anything you want, as long as I have it,"

Wen Lin stared at him steadfastly, then suddenly parted her lips into a big smile,

"Hahahaha, Your Excellency Eggers, I agree to your duel request. If you lose, give me your shipyard and be my attendant for a month,"

Eggers frowned, what is she laughing at?Is she crazy?

Does she have absolute certainty to defeat herself?

Besides Her Majesty Vicia, Wen Lin was the second woman Eggers approached proactively.

Although Eggers didn't know women well, he had never seen a woman who laughed so wildly and rudely and made such a brazen request like Wen Lin.

His face was gloomy. Although he had heard about Wen Lin's deeds, Eggers was more inclined to be deliberately exaggerated by others. He firmly believed in his own strength.

It would be ridiculous to be defeated by a woman.

He didn't think too much, and nodded, which was regarded as a promise.

Wen Lin raised her eyelids and smiled half-smile, "Your Excellency Eggers, let's go to the arena."

After all, Wen Lin still walked in slowly.

The officials in charge of the arena received the news immediately and quickly vacated the venue.

After a brief silence in the auditorium, more enthusiastic cheers broke out.

Wen Lin's brave and fearless performance in the arena last time was particularly memorable and talked about with great relish.

In particular, her current status is completely different from that at that time, and Eggers is also a high-ranking nobleman. Their identities inadvertently added more gimmicks to this duel.

The smell of blood surged along with the heat wave, and a faint sense of excitement and excitement flowed through the blood.

After seeing Wen Lin and Eggers appearing at the iron gate respectively, the emotions of the audience began to be aroused.

Eggers has been immersed in the arena all day long and has never been defeated.

The record set by Wen Lin is also called a miracle.

Hands and feet trembled nervously, and everyone in the auditorium stared intently at the two people in the arena, who would win.

The moment Eggers stepped into the arena, his eyes turned scarlet. He enjoyed the comfort of the battle, and the bloodthirsty animality hidden in his bones could be swayed here.

Brown on the high platform nodded slightly towards Wen Lin after finishing everything.

The whistle sounded and the battle began.

Both Wen Lin and Eggers held their own sabers, and were not about to change their weapons. Noisy discussions suddenly rang out.

"Are they going to fight with swords?"

"I've never heard of anyone fighting with swords in the arena,"

"What's going on? Is this a new way of fighting?"

"..."

In the arena, no matter life or death.

The weapons of choice for gladiators are usually more damaging weapons such as long swords, spears, battle axes, and stone hammers.

As for the thin and thin saber, this is the first time I have seen it.

Although it was strange, no matter what, they believed that Wen Lin and Eggers would definitely create a wonderful battle again.

However, the following situation on the field made the excited crowd in the auditorium feel as if they had been poured cold water on their heads.

I saw Eggers attacking Wen Lin's deadly point with every move, fierce and fierce, but every time everyone thought Wen Lin would be hit, she would dodge it lightly.

Compared with Eggers' offensive, Wen Lin is obviously much gentler, with less offense and more defense.

But even so, Eggers still couldn't get close to him.

After a long time, everyone noticed something was wrong, Wen Lin's deft posture seemed to be teasing her pet.

Eggers' eyes were red and he was out of breath. His anger was completely drawn out, but there was nothing he could do about Wen Lin.

Another round of crazy attacks still didn't touch Wen Lin's clothes.

Wen Lin's style of play this time was very shameless, insidious and erratic. While restraining Eggers, she occasionally left a few wounds on his body.

The wounds accumulated, and Eggers became a blood man.

Guessing that Eggers' mentality was almost stimulated, Wen Lin approached him suddenly, and the thin blade slashed around his neck, and then quickly retreated.

A chill passed over his neck, Eggles suddenly shivered, stabilized his figure, and stretched out his hand to caress his neck.

A long wound only pierced the outer flesh, so it would not be fatal.

During the whole process, the smile on Wen Lin's face didn't change at all, and her very calm Chen

said, "Your Excellency Eggers, you have lost,"

He was so calm that he seemed to have met the end of this duel long ago.

Everyone in the audience: ...

Inserting the sword heavily into the ground, Eggers smiled heavily after being astonished, like a hungry wolf, showing its white fangs, as if it would rush up to tear Wen Lin's throat at any time.

Anger and unwillingness rolled in Eggers' chest, erupted, and finally calmed down before losing restraint.

He showed an extremely ugly smile towards Wen Lin, turned and left.

Patting the ashes on her sleeves, Wen Lin walked slowly towards an opened iron gate.

She was not at all worried that Eggers would repent. A lunatic who is obsessed with fighting like him is often much simpler in his mind than the smooth and sophisticated nobles in the capital.

But Wen Lin didn't expect that the boat maker would get it so easily, like a gift to the door.

Thinking that there is still a month to wear off Eggers' spirit, Wen Lin couldn't stop the smile on her face.

Field Burn was just behind the gate, and he watched the duel between Wenlin and Eggers throughout.

Seeing Wen Lin approaching, Field's heart began to beat heavily.

She has a graceful figure and awe-inspiring temperament. Under the scorching sun, her beautiful face is very clear. With the shimmering smile at the end of her eyes, Field thinks of flowers blooming on the battlefield.

Beautiful, bloody, coexisting with death.

Wen Lin stopped outside the gate. She looked at the people inside, suppressed her smile, and said solemnly, "Follow me, and you can live."

The saber in her hand has fully indicated Wen Lin's identity. Under Brown's arrangement, Field and his subordinates were gathered in this stone room.

The others looked at Field one after another upon hearing the words, and remained silent.

Wen Lin smiled nonchalantly, and followed their gazes towards Field, "Or you can choose to have a contest with me, and if I win, you will follow me,"

"I can't beat you," Field replied crisply.

Wen Lin looked at him with a light smile, without saying a word.

There are smooth muscle lines on Field's exposed limbs, and the terrible explosive power under his muscles can be glimpsed faintly. Even though there are ugly scars everywhere, it is difficult to conceal his innate calmness and courage.

At this time, Brown led a group of Royal Knights towards Wen Lin, leaned sideways and whispered something in Wen Lin's ear, and left quickly.

Field's eyes fixed on Brown, and he suddenly asked, "My subordinate, can I follow you?"

Wen Lin nodded as a matter of course, "Of course."

Looking around at the people in the stone room, under Wen Lin's smiling eyes, Field knelt down on one knee towards her, "We'll go with you, on the condition that we restore our status as free citizens in five years' time."

As long as they are sent to the arena, no matter what their previous status is, they will be reduced to slaves.

In addition to his subordinates, the pride of being a soldier is also supporting Field, and he is unwilling to die as a slave.

No matter what Wen Lin's goal is, as long as she can do it, he is willing to loyally work for her.

For them, burdened with treason, this is not an easy request.

After Wen Lin was silent for a long time, the light in Field's eyes went out little by little. He laughed at himself, as expected, he shouldn't have any extravagant hopes.

Looking past their faces, Wen Lin slowly walked up to Field, stretched out her hand, and pressed the palm of his head lightly, "I promise you, in exchange, you need to give me everything you have in these five years." , including life,"

Stunned for a moment, Field looked up at Wen Lin, trying to see something in her eyes.

It's a pity that it's so dark that you can't see anything.

Wen Lin walked out after finishing speaking, and signaled that they could also leave here.

Until many years later, Field still remembered this figure walking away slowly in the sun. He often thought that maybe at this very moment, this figure had already taken root deeply in his heart.

He never imagined that in the next few decades, he would join the battlefield again because of this person, looking up at her wearing the supreme crown of glory in the heat of blood and fighting.

He knew that it was not love, but it was better than love.

Finally, all the slaves assembled in the open space outside the arena, and Brown handed her the parchment for counting the number of people,

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, there are 480 people in total,"

Wen Lin opened the notebook and saw that there were 49 names followed by Field's name, all of which were circled by Brown alone.

These people should be Field's subordinates, Wen Lin smiled and thanked Brown, "Mr. Brown, thank you for your thoughtfulness,"

Brown bowed slightly, "Your Excellency Wen Lin, this is my duty,"

Five hundred elite royal knights, together with the assistance of Field and the others, are not afraid of any trouble in the middle.

Wen Lin turned her horse's head and led everyone to Yinhe Village.

Within the [-] mu of land, there is only one village, Yinhe Village.

There are definitely not enough houses, but we can only make do with it first. Wen Lin thought about drawing out the planning of the village in the next two days, and took the lead in solving the housing problem.

The author has something to say: Xiaowen's personality is super charming~