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    The armor protects the vulnerable parts of the body, and generally in a duel, no one will take it off.

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

    To wear or not to wear this armor, it made no difference to her.

    Bring up the long again. The Livorian of the gun has a quick and long offensive. The gun bent countless deadly arcs in the air, and every time Wen Lin could avoid it with weird movements.

    Suddenly, Livor gave a loud shout, and he held the long. The gun was pushed forward, and 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 try each other to find each other's weaknesses, and put down their killer moves mercilessly.

    Chop, stab, chop, lift, block...

    Fast and hard! No room left!

    A knife!

    Two knives!

    Three knives!

    ...

    The tens of thousands of spectators in the auditorium seemed to be numb, and some people watched Livorna and Wen Lin with a dull expression.

    They fell into deep self-doubt.

    Is what I see real?

    That was the default first knight of the empire, Livorna.

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

    The firelight swaying in the darkness made her algae-like blond hair more dazzling, the wind blew her robe, and the lines of the side face carved by the brilliance made her beautiful and stern face more difficult to fathom...

    It is a habitual smile, and it is the majesty and charm of understanding people's hearts and controlling the situation.

    Irresistible, irresistible.

    The Sistine embassy sitting on the other side looked particularly ugly. They didn't want to believe that an ant could shake the majesty of the empire.

    Livorna is not only the shining 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 who will follow him just to join the Holy Knights of the Holy See.

    If Livora loses...

    No, Tadein shook his head vigorously, trying to drive away the terrifying thought.

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

    He regrets it so much now that he shouldn't believe Queen Golan's nonsense.

    Compared to Tadine's anger, Vicia seemed calm. She didn't even pay too much attention to the situation on the arena. She rubbed the gemstone ring on her finger and cast her gaze towards the distant firelight that was sinking into the darkness.

    Francis followed Vicia's line of sight, which was the direction of Ampton Palace, where the Queen had spent more than ten years in prison. Ban years.

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

    That is a taboo that is not allowed to be mentioned, a deposed treason with filthy blood.

    Francis linked the two events, and a terrible guess gradually came to his mind.

    Livorna was one of the main forces who chased after Queen Bonnie, who was seeking revenge.

    While frightened, Francis inevitably gave birth to a bit of relief. In five years, the girl who was restless and cowering 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 is the Pope's scepter, even if it is the twilight of the nations.

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    The scene continued to stalemate, but it was not surprising that under the continuous heavy blows of Livora, Wen Lin seemed to be in a passive and weak situation.

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

    With a tumbling, she quickly approached Livorna, and the cock in Livora's hand was pressing towards her throat.

    Precarious, Tadine took a breath, and everyone was waiting for the final outcome of this duel.

    Pfft~ it was the sound of a cold weapon piercing into flesh and blood.

    In the next instant, the entire arena rang out in unbelievable exclamation.

    In between, the strange long knife pierced Livorna's body, he shook, his eyes full of reminiscence fell on Wen Lin's face, and then he fell heavily.

    "Why," Wen Lin asked with her eyes lowered, feeling the warmth on the back of her hand. It was obvious that the dick could take her own life, but Livora turned away at the last moment.

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

    Only the Sistine Mission on the high platform screamed and roared sharply.

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

    "She's a devil, and I'm going to cut off her head and hang her in the church to be judged every day,"

    "..."

    Wen Lin didn't know what happened next. The exhaustion of exhaustion quickly swept through her, and a sharp tingling sensation came from her temples, which made her completely unable to think.

    He clenched the long knife with the last of his strength, and then fell to the ground.

    There were white spots of light in front of him, and he finally sank into the darkness and lost consciousness.

    Tadine on the high platform completely lost his mind, and he used harsh and filthy words to curse Wen Lin.

    The noble officials in Golan couldn't hide their dissatisfaction, regardless of life or death in the arena, no matter what status you were, although they couldn't believe that Wen Lin had won.

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

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

    He was dancing on the high platform, and his ugliness was complete. He shouted loudly, "Queen Vicia, I request that the sinner be brought back to the Sistine to be judged by the Holy See,"

    It's an arrogant and stupid command tone.

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

    Their faces suddenly became ugly, just when they were about to let people stop Tadine from continuing to go crazy.

    Vicia, who had been silent all the time, suddenly pulled out the long sword on her attendant's body. She held the sword and pointed at Tadine. She said coldly, "Your Excellency, I wonder if I can wake you up."

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