Officials have no doubt that the marriage was ordered by Pope Canterbury.

And now the decision of whether to marry or not is so easily entrusted to Wen Lin of unknown origin, the officials frowned deeply.

The prestige of the second knight of the empire has already resounded on the Europa continent. Under the premise that the whereabouts of the first knight of the empire have been unknown for many years, the second emperor of the empire has been the default first.

Everyone thought that Wen Lin would die under Livorna's spear.

Except Vicia.

She narrowed her eyes and stopped her gaze on Wen Lin. The moonlight traced the ends of her hair that hung down at her waist, making her long black hair even darker.

Vicia moved her fingers and resisted the urge to touch her.

She asked calmly, "Wen Lin, do you have any other requirements before playing?"

The eyes met again, and Wen Lin couldn't help but hold her breath. The cold-looking Vicia was even more majestic, but under the majesty, Wen Lin actually had an illusion of gentleness.

She replied in a trance, "Your Majesty, my knife," her voice was dull.

Everything seemed to have been prepared long ago. As soon as Wen Lin finished speaking, she saw her own knife in the hand of the maid in the corner.

This is the only thing that accompanied her from China to here.

A Ming-long sword with a length of about 1.5 meters, the blade is relatively straight and long, and has the characteristics of both a sword and a spear.

Wen Lin took it from the maid's hand and pulled it out. Lingling's cold light suddenly appeared, causing the people around to take a step back subconsciously.

"What weapon is this?"

"Knife,"

"what is the material?"

"Carbon Steel,"

"what is that?"

Wen Lin looked at the lost and found old man dearly and did not answer.

Everyone was puzzled, and they looked curiously at the strangely shiny weapon in Wen Lin's hand.

It was a style that had never been seen before, but it seemed that the blade was too thin. They thought, it shouldn't even be able to catch Livor's shot.

It is a pity that such a beautiful handicraft has to be cut off.

Wen Lin didn't know what was going on in their minds. If she knew, she wouldn't be able to help laugh out loud.

Modern carbon steel has a uniform texture, and through heat treatment, the toughness and hardness are unattainable in this era.

And now on Europa Road, the most advanced technology can only make medium carbon steel, and its toughness and hardness are far from modern steel.

Wen Lin backhanded the knife behind her back, and then jumped straight off the high platform.

Exclaimed again, when everyone thought that Wen Lin had ended herself because of fear, they saw silver light flickering in the air a few times.

When she looked intently, Wen Lin had already stood in the middle of the arena.

The people who witnessed everything opened their mouths and comforted themselves. This is also a kind of weirdness, right? ? ?

Under the blazing fire, Wen Lin's slender figure looked extremely thin, but her fierce aura was hard to ignore.

The referee just announced that the second knight of the empire, Livora, was going to play, and the cheers in the audience came to an abrupt end when they saw Wen Lin.

"My God, how could it be her?"

"Even if she wins in the morning, she shouldn't fight against the Livora Knights out of her own strength, right?"

"What a stupid and arrogant woman, I guess she can't last three shots,"

The sighing discussion didn't affect Wen Lin at all, and her mind was attracted by Livora, who was walking slowly across from her.

"Your Excellency, it's too late for you to exit now," the silver armor and spear, the whole ground seemed to be shaking with his steps.

The tall and powerful outline slowly became clear under the firelight, his face was firm, and the few wrinkles added a bit of mature charm to him.

He stood three meters away from Wen Lin, and said again, "When I shoot, you will never have a chance,"

Qiujie's muscles like the roots of an old tree hide how amazing explosive power. With just one glance, Wen Lin knew from the bottom of her heart that this was a dangerous opponent.

"If you want to fight, you can fight," Wen Lin wielded her knife sharply, showing the sharp edge of the long knife in her hand.

She can't retire, and she can't lose.

For himself, for his troubled subordinates, and...Vishya's marriage.

chapter eight

Livor took a deep gaze on Wen Lin's face, and he raised his head. The gun, the action seems to be an arc that cuts through the night.

Unlike the cheers in the daytime, the arena was unusually quiet at this time.

Everyone seemed to be strangled by their throats, and they stared intently at the two figures on the field.

I saw one person holding a knife and the other carrying a gun, leaning forward relative to each other.

The cold weapon collided with a clear sonorous sound in the air, and the piercing edge slid past Wen Lin's neck.

Long knife and long. When the guns were connected, not only did it not break, but instead turned around in Wen Lin's hands, dexterously wrapped around the gun body and kept approaching Livorna.

In the next moment, the blade of the blade drew sparks on the armor, and Wen Lin took advantage of her strength to rise into the air, and her movements were very pleasing to the eyes.

Livora was also more than able to deal with it. He quickly shot out, forcing Wen Lin to keep dodging and retreating.

And after seeing Wen Lin's face up close, Livora showed a dazed look in the duel for the first time.

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

"Wen Lin,"

"Wen Lin," Livora repeated the name, and no one saw his eyes suddenly become wet.

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

It was a rainy night. He killed the teacher who had enlightened him in a dishonorable way. The gods did not redeem him, and the guilt in his heart drowned him like a tide.

Then Livorna made a puzzling movement, he put down the long painted cross. The gun, took off the armor.

He gave a very formal knightly salute and smiled slightly, "After taking off the armor, it is a truly fair duel."