I was sent out and cried!

Prince Patton stared at the alchemist with a smile on his face, "What do you think, the white devil?" He squinted his eyes and twisted his fat body on the throne. "How about letting your people compete with mines to help you get some fun?"

Now Li Ou has no doubt that the fat man in front of him is a cunning old fox.[]

"This fat pig," Rosie gritted her teeth beside Leo. "He'd better choke to death by himself."

"I'm sure this will happen sooner or later." He looked up at Prince Patton with an understatement, without any trace, and said softly, "He will either die on a woman's belly or be suffocated in the pile of pork. There will always be one ending for him."

"It's better to be hung up and starved to death." said the female mage.

The alchemist did not make any more noise. He saw the female swordsman looking at the steaming food with almost no focus. The knife and fork in his hand unconsciously forked the food in front of him, put it into his mouth mechanically, and swallowed it whole. He decided to have a good talk with her later. On his right hand, the bachelor's lady sat in a high seat, enjoying dinner etiquette perfectly, and chatted with Bachelor Rela next to him without saying a word. Compared to Evilla's coldness, Bachelor Rela seemed much more enthusiastic. Looking at his posture, he even had the intention to serve Asha. Evilla quickly noticed Leo's gaze and immediately cast a hidden look at him, and nodded in a slight sense.

"White Devil, have you heard me?" Prince Patton waved his hand to repel the exposed dancer, "Give me an answer, agree, or refuse?" He leaned forward, as if he was asking, his tone was filled with anger.

His appearance reminded Leo of what Prince Oberon once said—

"The kings rarely calmly accept words like "no", "I won't", "never". As the king, all kinds of things are left to them: daggers, poisons, dungeons, red-burning tongs. The kings have hundreds, thousands of ways to avenge their dignity, and you have no idea how easy it is to make some people in power feel that their dignity is damaged. Just interrupt their speech or speak rudely, your life will probably be destroyed by the wheel."

Prince Patton is the kind of person with inferiority, he is sure. Therefore, the alchemist understands what consequences will be caused after refusing. He also sees it thoroughly. He obviously wants to use this matter to give them a warning and a solid deterrent, but the alchemist has made up his mind that he will definitely disappoint the other party.

"Are you scared, the white devil?" Prince Patton laughed loudly, with an indescribable pleasure in his voice, with contempt and sneer, but his little eyes were filled with deep malice. "Let your people come, I heard that there are brave warriors among you. Are they cowards like you?"

"I want to cut off his tongue," said the female mage.

Leo put down his knife and fork, "No, of course we won't be cowards."

"Then show us, the white devil." Prince Patton said with a smile, "Don't let us look down on you."

He was using the provocation technique, but Leo could not force him to retreat, and he did not intend to give in. "The warriors are never afraid of fighting." Leo looked at him and said softly, "What I care about is how we compete? A life-and-death duel, or to stop?"

The alchemist saw a touch of madness in the other person's eyes.

Li Ou was not afraid of it. The Crow Man had outstanding martial arts and extraordinary brute force. Li Ou glanced around, the soldiers standing with swords, and even the officer who had greeted them before, were all far from the Crow Man. But killing was particularly unwise at this moment.

Nianta spoke timidly, "Your Highness the Prince--"

The alchemist looked up and happened to see the bachelor's lady turn around and Bachelor's Lira chatting and laughing.

Prince Patton thought for a while and glanced at the woman in black robe on his left hand. "Stop it." He said in a muffled voice, with a feeling of unwillingness. "You are my guests, and you can't see blood in the competition. Let's stop it."

And this is undoubtedly what Leo hopes to see. "I will send someone to call our knight."

"No." The sound of a female swordsman suddenly sounded beside her. Lu Yuewu put down the silver fork and stood up. "I'll do it."

No one expected that the female swordsman would choose like this. What happened to her? What was she thinking?

"Are you crazy?" Rosie roared in a low voice.

However, Lu Yuewu stared at the front without looking sideways, turning a deaf ear to their shouts and curses. She looked up at Prince Patton, grabbed the scabbard sewn with her left hand, and said firmly, "I can fight on behalf of them-"

"Yuewu! Sit down! It's not your turn!" he shouted angrily. If it weren't for their visit, he would have just wanted to jump over and pull her back and press it hard on the chair. "It has nothing to do with you."

"Miss Yuewu——" Miss Bachelor's Scholar exclaimed.

"Silly woman, what are you stupid?" the female mage shouted without hesitation, "Is water in your head?"

"That's exactly what I should do," she said softly. Then she never looked at them directly, as if they had nothing to do with him. She just looked at Prince Patton, "Please send your warriors."

Prince Patton turned to ask Bachelor Reyra, and then said in surprise, "Madam, are you sure?"

Bachelor Reira reposted his words. They had the same surprise on their faces.

Leo knew that on this side of Hai prefers boys over girls, and he was far from believing that any woman would choose to become a warrior. In the tradition of Valians, a woman's job was to stay at home to do housework, please men who fought to the death, and seize status and wealth. In addition, any woman who attempted to become a warrior would be regarded as an alien who was despised.

"I am a swordsman," said Lu Yuewu.

"The sword has no eyes in the competition."

Prince Patton is now sympathetic. However, what annoyed Li Ou was that Lu Yuewu had no idea what "a submissive refusal" meant. "For a warrior, scars are a symbol of praise and a symbol of honor. A warrior without scars is a coward, not a real warrior." She said firmly, "I am a swordsman, not a woman who washes and cooks. Moreover, I have already prepared to die."

"Then you go and die!" Rosie cursed loudly, she threw off the knife and fork and stood up, "Your Highness, I feel a little uncomfortable, I want to leave first." Without waiting for Prince Patton to speak, she left directly. Finally, she threw a sentence, "You'd better die here! Don't fucking trouble for us."

Lu Yuewu's body trembled slightly, and her face suddenly turned pale.

"Yuewu, come back, you don't have to take risks."

But his persuasion seemed to increase her determination. She soon regained control of her emotions. "So let others face the threat of death? What is the difference between me and them? I am just your guard." She took a deep breath, "Your Highness, where is your warrior? I am ready."

Now that things have come to this point, everyone has nothing to say.

Prince Patton was silent for a while, "Call Scott to come forward." He announced loudly.

"Your Highness, let me do it." The warrior who had been dragging a golden cloak volunteered to fight. "Mr. Scott was once a gladiator. Every move he made was dangerous and deadly. It was cruel to a lady. We were in a competition, not a duel. The Throne Hall should not be stained with blood."

After a brief thought, Prince Patton made the decision. "So, Julian." Leo then knew the other party's name, "It's up to you. Remember to click."

Since he could not stop Lu Yuewu, Li Ou could only turn to the gods to pray that she was safe and sound. However, Prince Patton's words seemed to be concerned exuding a certain sense of supremeness, with the contempt and sarcasm of the winner. Did he think they were sure to win? Only the alchemist knew how exquisite the swordsman of the female swordsman was, and even trained him to be a swordsman who could stand alone.

Julian, with dark skin and dark eyes, took off his cloak, put on leather gloves, adjusted the buckles on the leather armor to tighten them, and the bright silver nail buckles jingled. He exhaled, and then pulled out the sword at his waist. It was a narrow and long sword with a slightly curved curve, lighter and shorter than the rune sword used by Lu Yuewu, like an alternative scimitar.

During this process, the female swordsman was silent and motionless. She looked at her opponent, stared at Julian's expression, muscles, the right hand holding the sword, and the slightly trembling sword body, staring at the terrifying blood groove on it.

"Be careful." Li Ou couldn't help but remind.

She didn't look back and gently shook her head. Then she slowly pulled out the long sword. In an instant, the silver light like mercury spread across the Throne Hall, covering the bright burning candlelight. Even the woman in black robe who had been silent like a puppet couldn't help but raise her eyes and gave her a brief glance, with a look of surprise flashing in her eyes.

When Leo saw Bachelor Reira approaching Prince Patton's ear and said something. The latter looked indifferent. "I despise you, Miss. Good luck." He said with some resentment, "Start."

"Woman, I won't hold back."

"I don't understand your language, and you don't understand what I said. So, stop saying anything." She threw away the scabbard, threw a sword flower, pointed the tip of the sword provocatively at Julian, and raised it upwards. "Come on."

The warrior didn't understand what she said, but Lu Yuewu's contempt made him full of anger. Being contempt by a woman was a shameful humiliation for the Valians. So he screamed, and a jump kicked the beginning of the battle.

Lu Yuewu took two steps back lightly, and a short sword that looked like a scimitar passed by her. She passed by the god of death, but the female swordsman seemed to be unaware of it. Her face was as calm as an ancient well. She moved her footsteps quickly, took two steps to the right, and then retreated backwards. Julian was like a monkey being played with. He kept slashing, sweeping, stabbing, chasing Lu Yuewu's footsteps, but he only cut air, and only stabbed Lu Yuewu's afterimage.

The female swordsman danced gracefully like a butterfly. She flapped her wings in the candlelight and walked through the hurricane rolled up by the sharp blade. The long sword brought out a series of clearly extinct lights, like the galaxy in the night sky, so dazzling that the alchemist almost forgot the fatal danger in beauty.

Prince Patton's warrior - Li Ou guessed that he should be the other party's imperial guard - Julian suddenly seemed to see through the butterfly's dancing steps. He suddenly stepped forward and cut off the female swordsman's way. Then he swung a sword violently, and the blade broke through the air, causing a strong roar. Lu Yuewu could not stop her inertia, so she had to lean back. The blade tear opens a piece of clothes on her chest, revealing the moon-white lining inside. A strand of black hair scattered one after another.

"Beautiful job," Prince Patton shouted excitedly.

The onlookers also cheered happily.

"Ah——" Miss Bachelor screamed in horror. She sat in the position that originally belonged to Rosie. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Lu Yuewu was not injured. But she still tightened her brows, looking worried and uneasy. "Miss Yuewu, she will be injured."

"It's not her who was injured." Leo was full of confidence.

However, saying and doing are different things. He watched Lu Yuewu struggle in the shackles of the sword net, and his heart felt like he was held tightly by a big hand, and was raised to his throat. He clenched his fists, his palms were covered with sweat. But now there is no way to stop their battle. No matter where, once the competition begins, only one side can withdraw will end. All those who try to break the rules will be regarded as devils who destroy the sacred contract. They are scolded and bear terrible curses.

"Li Ou, Miss Yuewu can't avoid this trick!" The bachelor's wife screamed in panic and grabbed his arm.

He looked up and saw a dark-skinned warrior dancing a bizarre sword light, as if he had put all the candlelight in it. The sword light flickered and transformed, and a dazzling astigmatism confused all his sight. It was like a blooming flower. The alchemist thought to himself that the blooming flowers were spitting out the stamens. However, a man-eating beast suddenly jumped out of the beautiful scroll, and the endless virtual moves exuded a fatal murderous intent. It forced Lu Yuewu to block all her retreat. The tip of the sword pointed directly at the throat of the female swordsman.

Responding to him was the rune sword that suddenly jumped up. The silver sword body cut off the beast's head with just one sword. Julian's weapon let out a helpless cry. Lu Yuewu took a step back easily and watched the other party stumble and tried to recover the balance.

"Don't worry." Li Ou grabbed the bachelor's hand with his back, passing his confidence to the other party. "Didn't you notice it? This is the first time Yue Wu has made a sword." She was always teasing the other party, like a cat that caught a mouse.

Her contempt completely angered the other party.

After a brief breath, Julian rushed up with another rush, and the wielding dagger launched a violent attack like a storm. "Fight head-on, woman!" He swung his sword and shouted at the same time, "Get out the sword, woman!" He swung another sword, but was still avoided, this time he didn't even touch the corner of his clothes. "Disaster is not the warrior's doing!"

Idiots, only living people are called warriors, but dead people are just corpses.

But Lu Yuewu seemed tired of playing. When she used her sword to force the opponent to attack again, she grabbed the flaws exposed by the opponent and started to fight back. She did not leave any force in each attack. The two swords fought each other and made a series of muffled sounds of metal. Mars flew everywhere, reflecting her eyes that suddenly became bright. Although her eyes were still calm, not as impatient as her opponent and was beating flames...

Li Ou suddenly understood, he looked into her eyes and understood: the female swordsman wanted to use this method to relieve her guilt, and she seemed to have found a direction for herself in such behavior. Li Ou should have been happy to see her change, but now, he suddenly felt a burst of loss. Is she still her like this? He couldn't help but ask himself. Is she still the quiet and peaceful oriental girl, the girl who is more calm than impulsive? Or is she the girl he likes?

He found himself unable to find the answer.

On the court, for Julian, the situation almost took a sharp turn. In the blink of an eye, he changed from an attacker to a passive defense. He also retreated step by step, with holes of defense. His eyes were filled with incredible fear, and his face was full of sweat beads. He tried his best to resist, but he lost his chance to breathe.

The people watching opened their eyes wide and could not believe what they saw. The throne hall suddenly became silent, and Prince Patton's face became extremely ugly. There was Julian's breathing and the sound of long swords constantly ringing around, like drumming. Just sounded like he was fighting in his own shadow.

Lu Yuewu's face was as deep as water. She turned a blind eye to Julian's embarrassment. Her offensive was like a trickle, continuous. She was neither radical nor anxious. She was like a master of chess, pushing little by little, destroying the opponent's defense line, and swallowing it in one last bite. Julian suffered all the torture, and his arms began to become weak, and the light short sword seemed to be more than a thousand pounds to him.

His flaws are obvious.

The female swordsman no longer hesitated, and she swung the sword. The first sword hit Julian's sword, and the crisp sound accompanied the other party's scream in surprise; the second sword then took a step forward, and the sword tip pierced the other party's wrist. With the screams, Julian's weapon came out of his hand and landed on the ground; then the third sword... the rune sword was already resting on Julian's neck.

Leo breathed a sigh of relief. He found that he was soaked in sweat and was almost slumped on the chair.

"I won," she said calmly.

Julian looked at the sword around her neck and had to admit his failure with difficulty. "Yes, you won." He said in a hoarse and difficult voice, "Miss, you won."

The alchemist looked at the prince and saw an embarrassing, faceless, with hatred. "Excellent competition." He concealed his malice, and the sound of the shaking fat flesh came out. "White Devil, your swordsmanship is not inferior to us."

The alchemist curled his lips in secret. He was about to say something, but sitting next to Prince Patton, the woman in black robe who had never moved suddenly stood up. "Exquisite swordsmanship." She said, "We are amazed. But now I am very tired, sorry, I can't accompany you."

Her voice was still nice, soft and without anger. Leo could not tell what the other party was in. Prince Patton obviously could not. So he looked puzzled and was filled with a hurry and uneasy.

"The banquet ends here, my guests."

He quickly announced that without even speaking the scene, he threw them down and chased them.

The disgusting fat pig. Li Ou cursed in his heart, the damn clown. He exhaled and walked towards the female swordsman who brought the long sword into the sheath. They had to have a good talk. It was urgent.
Chapter completed!