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Mirador led someone to announce that Camelia had issued a notice as the lord of Sicily, asking the captain of the team of knights to come and explain the situation.But never thought that the group of soldiers would rush out desperately to escape.Fortunately, Miranduo had already arranged manpower at several passages in the town to surround the group of people.The two sides fought in the streets, but people who blocked another passage in the town reported that another wave of enemy troops had been recruited.Mirador's brows were furrowed, unless another enemy army was ambushing nearby, and another possibility he didn't want to think about was that the news had been quickly leaked among his subordinates or the self-defense force in the town. Make the other party have already taken precautions.

To be honest, they don't have an advantage in numbers.

At this moment, Miranduo is most worried about the safety of Camelia who is still in the hotel.

"Ted, take a few more people to support His Highness."

"Then you..." Ted looked at the swarming enemies on the street, feeling very worried.

"Go quickly." The captain's order carried a determination that could never be questioned.

Ted reluctantly took three people out of the battle circle and ran to the hotel where Camelia lived.

It has to be said that this is the first time Camelia has faced such a situation. She should have panicked and feared, but after what happened yesterday, she seemed to have an epiphany.She just came back from the window. Although that place was the most dangerous and it was difficult to guard against backstabs, Camelia was always worried. Every time, she had to look carefully before turning back.

The town was not big, and the location of the hotel where he was staying was enough for her to see some scenes.

The bursts of pain in her chest made her a little breathless, and Irina stood beside her quietly, serving as usual, without any worry on her face.

"I'm useless. At this moment, I feel scared. My knights are fighting to the death to protect my life, and I can only sit here, and I can't help anything." The female lord's voice could not help but A little trembling, but still holding on, squeezed out a smile.

Irina walked up to her and refilled another cup of hot water. "No, you are here safely, that's what they want."

Camelia was taken aback for a moment, and then realized what she meant.

"I usually only read what was written in the book. People led expeditions for land and wealth, and established an empire after countless deaths and injuries. At that time, I only felt envious. I didn't expect that in this small town, on the narrow streets, for my own safety. , there must be so many people who sacrifice their lives. Sure enough, what is written in the book does not represent everything.” She paused and said: “I will only blame Mirjia for adding new wounds to her body, and advise her to be careful. Does not defend herself, but always comforts me softly. Now that I think about it, I claim to be her spiritual partner, but I have never really understood her, why she fought, and why she persisted. Even, I have never seen She really plays with people."

"Now that I understand, it won't be too late, Master." Although Irina's voice was gentle and drizzle, Camelia felt like a heavy hammer.

"You know I'm always so stubborn. Parramatta has a Knights competition every year. She invites me many times, but I have never been there. Every time she has to present it to me with a medal. She used to look like She is a child who offered treasures. It is only now that I feel a little different. I only care about myself and always get into trouble with her. People like her will only be more difficult than me." Camelia took the cup to her mouth , hesitated for a moment, but put it down again before finishing it.

"Irina, tell me, under what circumstances was she forced to wrong herself and have a child with Heather. Also, just looking at the appearance, Heather can be considered a handsome guy, and she is not too Compensation." She said with a miserable smile, her tone becoming threadbare again, as if she was talking to herself.

"But that's my body, how can she let anyone else touch it except me, I've never been so angry, I can't imagine Heather lying on her body like a dog. " Having said that, she held up the water glass with trembling hands and took a sip.

"Her heart should be more sad than mine, Mirga..." It's okay not to say, when the name of that person was mentioned, her tears flowed down like a mountain spring. She put down the cup and covered her face with her hands, her body stopped. He couldn't help but choked up with sobs.Irina frowned, she clenched her fists, and her forward leaning body seemed to have an explosive force, but there was something blocking her.

She just stood silently behind her master, motionless, like a cedar tree.

Irina's heart was naturally turbulent, and the master had never cried so much since his wife's death.

At that time, she was standing behind her master just like today.

But the mood is already completely different.

The knot needs someone to untie it, but she couldn't, she gritted her silver teeth, unknowingly her nails were embedded in her palm, a trace of blood slid down the edge of her palm, and slammed heavily on the wooden floor, no one but herself People can hear.

This storm lasted for a long time, and Camelia was tired from crying, and gradually her breathing became more stable, and her voice became quieter.

Only then did Irina put a heart into her stomach, and when she moved her arm, it was also numb. When she raised her hand, it was covered with blood.She took out a handkerchief and wiped it, then folded it carefully and put it back in her pocket.

There was a burst of shouting outside, fearing that something might happen again, Irina quickly hid by the window and looked out.

She hastily covered her mouth and looked at Camelia who was lying on the table vigilantly. She was hesitating whether to tell her about this situation.As far as she could see, another group with the Rye Mauge banner appeared, and this group was even larger.She looked at the frail young girl with concern, she settled down and had an idea in her mind.

Those people hadn't met Camelia.

She has followed Camelia for many years. Although she is not sure that it will be perfect, it should be no problem to take some time to let Camelia escape.

Now that she has made up her mind, she feels a little more at ease.Then he also had the courage to wait and see the battle.

But looking at it, things seem to be strange.Those newly added troops seem to be reinforcements...

"Master...Master." Irina's lips were also trembling slightly: "Reinforcements...we have reinforcements."

At this time, Camelia also came back to her senses, her eyes were a little red and swollen, and after hearing Irina's voice, she hurried over, stared intently, and slowly, a light smile returned to her face.

The one-sided situation before was completely reversed now.So that it didn't take long for the battle to end.

Most of those captured were taken into custody, but a few slipped through the cracks.

With the help of Irina, Camelia rearranged her appearance, and after seeing herself dejected in the mirror, Camelia slapped herself severely.Irina was shocked and wanted to stop it, but she couldn't.

Camelia smiled at herself in the mirror: "Usually I'm used to waking others up, but when it comes to me, I can't do it. After today, I'm afraid I will need you to touch up my makeup from time to time." She showed her usual habit again. With a smile, he lifted the hem of his skirt, turned around, and smiled like a flower.

"Come on, it's time for me to come out."

Irina looked at the girl's back, and secretly turned her back to wipe away a hot tear.

The tears slipped from the wound, and the pain pierced my heart.

The author has something to say:

It's time for my best entanglement drama again, I don't know why, it may be due to my Virgo nature.

I myself always repeat the plot of beating to death, reviving, beating to death, and reviving.

Maybe it's empathy, so the coding is extra smooth, and I wrote these in less than an hour.Although this is far worse than the 5000 speed per hour when I wrote Peony, but after all, it has been a long time since I started writing, and it is obvious that a Western romance made me into a Daiyu accent.

I thought about changing it again, but repeatedly gave up.why?

These words are just my mood, and everything written in my column is the real me, I can do whatever I want, I can write whatever I want.Wouldn't it be nice to have no fame or fortune?

Yes, ljj is an integral part of my life.

Everything begins with this, and everything ends with this.

At least when I die, some people will still be able to see the words I have written.