Queen and Her Duke

Livorna focused his deep eyes on Wen Lin's face, and he raised his long hair.Gun, the movement seems to be like an electric arc piercing the night.

Unlike the cheers during the day, the arena was unusually quiet at this time.

Everyone seemed to be choked by the throat, and they stared intently at the two figures on the field.

I saw one holding a knife and the other holding a gun, facing each other forward.

The cold weapons collided in the air and made a clear clang sound, and the piercing sharp edge brushed against Wen Lin's neck as it galloped like lightning.

Long knife and long.When the guns met, not only did it not break, but it twirled and flew in Wen Lin's hands, dexterously wrapped around the gun body and kept approaching Livora.

In the next moment, sparks were drawn from the blade on the armor, and Wen Lin jumped into the air with her strength, the movement was very pleasing to the eye.

Livorna was also unable to deal with it. He fired his gun quickly, forcing Wen Lin to dodge and retreat.

After seeing Wen Lin's face at close range, Livorna showed a dazed expression for the first time in the duel.

He suddenly stopped and said, "Your Excellency, may I know your name?"

"Wen Lin,"

"Wen Lin," Livorna repeated the name, and no one saw that his eyes suddenly became moist.

He remembered the past many years ago, the person's surname was Wen Lin.

It was a rainy night, he killed his mentor who had enlightened him by dishonorable means, but the gods did not redeem him, and the guilt in his heart was like a sea tide drowning him.

Then Livorna made a puzzling movement, he put down the long hair with the exquisite cross tattoo.gun, took off the armor.

He performed a very formal knight salute, and said with a slight smile, "After taking off the armor, it is a truly fair duel."

The armor protects the vulnerable parts of the body, and generally in a duel, no one would take it off on their own initiative.

Wen Lin was also puzzled, but she didn't care.

To her, whether Livona wears this armor or not, it makes no difference.

Long again.The gun's Livorna attack is fast and long.The gun made countless deadly arcs in the air, and every time Wen Lin avoided it with weird movements.

Suddenly, Livo took a loud shout, and he held the long gun.Pushing the gun forward, at the same time, he let go and attacked in Wen Lin's direction.

It turned out to be close combat.

Both of them are extremely calm, they test each other to find each other's weaknesses, and put down their killer moves mercilessly.

Chop, stab, cut, lift, block...

Fast and hard!Leave no stone unturned!

A knife!

Two swords!

Three knives!

……

The tens of thousands of spectators in the auditorium seemed numb. Some people watched Livona and Wen Lin confront each other with a dull expression.

They sink into deep self-doubt.

Is what I see real?

That is the default number one knight of the empire, Livorna.

The officials in the center of the high platform were even more dumbfounded, and some people quietly glanced in the direction of the Queen.

The firelight flickering in the darkness made her seaweed-like thick blond hair more radiant, the wind blew her robe, and the side profile lines carved by the brilliance made her beautiful and stern face even more difficult to fathom...

It is a habitual smile, but also the majesty and charm of insight into people's hearts and control of the situation.

Irresistible, irresistible.

The Sistine mission sitting on the other side looked particularly ugly. They did not want to believe that an ant could shake the majesty of the empire.

Livorna is not only the glorious knight of the Holy Empire, but also the banner of knights on the entire Europa road.

As long as he is loyal to the Holy See, there will be countless knights, just to join the holy knights of the Holy See.

If Levona loses...

No, Tadein shook his head vigorously, trying to drive away this terrible thought.

He didn't dare to think about the consequences, the Pope's anger would definitely burn him to ashes.

He regretted it very much now, he shouldn't have believed Queen Golan's nonsense.

Compared to Tadein's exasperation, Visia seemed calm. She didn't even pay much attention to the situation in the arena. She rubbed the gemstone ring on her finger, and turned her gaze to the distant fire that had sunk into the darkness.

Francis followed Vicia's line of sight and looked in the direction of Ampton Palace, where the queen spent more than ten years in prison.Forbidden years.

He suddenly remembered that today seemed to be Queen Bonnie's death day.

That was a taboo that was not allowed to be mentioned, a deposed traitor with dirty blood.

Francis connected the two things together, and a terrible guess gradually became clear in his mind.

Livorna was one of the main forces who hunted down Queen Bonnie, and the queen was out for revenge.

While being terrified, Francis was inevitably relieved that in five years, that restless and timid girl had grown into a qualified monarch.

He will continue to do everything in his power to help her get everything she wants.

Even if it's the Pope's scepter, even if it's the Twilight of the Kingdoms.

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The scene continued to be stalemate, but what was not surprising was that under Livorna's continuous heavy blows, Wen Lin seemed to have fallen into a passive and weak situation.

She kept dodging, and was occasionally knocked into the air by Levo, just when everyone thought Wen Lin was about to die.

With a roll, she quickly approached Livorna, and the gun in Livorna's hand was close to her throat.

In danger, Tadein took a breath, and everyone was waiting for the final outcome of this duel.

Puchi~ It was the sound of a cold weapon piercing into flesh and blood.

In the next instant, the entire arena resounded with unbelievable exclamations.

The strange long knife in the middle pierced Livorna's body, he swayed, his eyes full of memories fell on Wen Lin's face, and then fell heavily.

"Why?" Feeling the warmth on the back of her hand, Wen Lin lowered her eyes and asked, obviously that pistol could also take her own life, but Livorna deflected her direction at the last moment.

But no one answered Wen Lin, and no one cheered.

Only the sharp cursing and roaring of the Sistine mission on the high platform.

"How dare she, despicable people have no fear,"

"She is a devil, and I will cut off her head and hang it in the church, and be judged every day,"

"..."

Wen Lin didn't know what happened next, she was exhausted quickly, and a sharp tingling sensation came from her temples, making her unable to think at all.

With the last bit of strength he clenched the long knife, he fell to the ground.

There were white light spots in front of my eyes, and finally I fell into the darkness and lost consciousness.

Tadein on the high platform completely lost his mind, and he cursed Wen Lin with harsh and dirty words.

The noble officials in Golan couldn't hide their displeasure. It doesn't matter whether you live or die in the arena, no matter what your status is, although they can't believe that Wen Lin won.

Someone restrainedly reminded, "Your Excellency Tadine, please pay attention to your gentlemanly demeanor,"

"Shut up, you sinner who betrayed your faith," Tad blurted out without the slightest hesitation because his eyes were red.

He danced and danced on the high platform, showing his ugliness, and roared loudly, "Queen Vicia, I request that the sinner be brought back to the Sistine and handed over to the Holy See for trial,"

It's a tone of command that presumes stupidity.

Almost all the Golan nobles present were Protestant, including Vicia.

Their faces suddenly became a little ugly, just as they were about to ask someone to stop Tadine from going crazy.

Visia, who had been silent all this time, suddenly pulled out the long sword on the servant's body. She held the sword and pointed it directly at Tadein, and said coldly, "Your Excellency, I wonder if I can wake you up,"

The casual smile, the flawless royal demeanor, is as elegant and beautiful as ever.

But everyone sensed the anger beneath the queen's calm exterior.

Tadein seemed to have been splashed with cold water, his face was pale, he closed his mouth and took a few steps back resentfully.

An ugly smile squeezed out of the ever-changing face, "Your Majesty, I'm sorry,"

"My lord, I must remind you that this is the land of the Golan,"

There was a moment of silence.

The momentum from the superior made the Sistine envoys break out in cold sweat. They lowered their heads, not even having the courage to look at each other.

Looking around coldly, Visia saw that the duel field was empty from the corner of her eye.

She said no more, dropped the sword, and hurried away, the urgency and worry that she didn't know existed in her cold blue pupils.

The medical officer Wang Ting waited in the carriage early in the morning according to the order. When Visia got into the carriage, the medical officer was preparing to clean Wen Lin's body.

This carriage for the Queen's long-distance tour has a large space and complete equipment, and it will not feel crowded when five or six people come in at the same time.

Standing on one side and observing for a while, Weisia took the cotton cloth from the medical officer's hand, and said without doubt, "I'll do it, you go outside and wait first,"

"Yes, Your Majesty," the medical officer withdrew in fear.

Wen Lin was lying flat on the velvet cushion unconsciously, her eyes were tightly closed, and her head was hanging powerlessly to one side.

It was only when Visia approached that she could clearly see that Wen Lin's outer skin was almost not good, it was bloody and bruised.

The most serious thing in the eyes is the hand, the palm is rolled up, and the most terrifying wound where the bones can be seen runs across the entire right hand.

Carefully wiped Wen Lin's face and hands, during which Wen Lin didn't react at all, but fortunately, her breathing was steady and long, which made Weissia heave a sigh of relief.

She moved as lightly as possible, and took off the blood-soaked robe on Wen Lin's body. The welts were interlaced and distributed on the skin that should have been smooth and moist.

Weisia's eyes were dim, and she showed a rare expression of remorse.

Feeling the roughness under her palm, she cleaned Wen Lin's body without distraction, and finally covered her tightly with a blanket.

After doing all this, Visia began to have extra thoughts to look at the person in her arms. At this time, Wen Lin was as weak as a rose in the garden.

The black hair was scattered like satin, the thick eyelashes were curled up, trembling like down feathers under the thin moonlight, and all the facial features were beautiful. For no reason, Visia thought of the soft and light waist when she wiped it just now.

Hazy, fragile, broken, falling...

"Am I being too harsh on you?" Vicia murmured while looking at Wen Lin.

But the hesitation didn't last long, Visia stretched out her hands to press the center of her brows, twitched the corners of her mouth tiredly, and quickly returned to a sober and restrained look.

All unnecessary emotions should not affect her judgment.

Tonight's result made her get what she wanted, with careful planning and a perfect ending.

Throwing the cotton cloth into the basin, Visia strode out, the icy air poured into her chest, and her depressed emotions were relieved, "Medical officer, make a good diagnosis and treatment,"

The flat tone was completely different from the previous urgency.

The medical officer suppressed the sobs in his heart and looked respectful, but when she entered the carriage again, she found that Wen Lin had been cleaned very carefully.

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