How to wear a goddess statue

Eleuil: "Excuse me."

She briefly described the assassination that took place here last night.

As Motis listened, the cheerful expression in front of the princess and his comrades gradually disappeared, and the battle-tested aura returned to the scarred face again.

"Those people actually attacked you." He said in disbelief. "It's crazy. What good will it do them to touch the last royal line?"

"I have to ask the elders who are arguing with my uncle in Acht." Eleuil emphasized the pronunciation of the word "elder", and smiled ironically.

Mortis also recalled it, and cursed with an even more ugly face: "I knew those old guys would only do a disservice to you. If they don't make any noise, you must be safe here."

Rotas sat next to the little princess, acting as a silent scribe. She looked at the members of the royal guard with angry expressions, and frowned unobtrusively.

These cavalrymen in front of them are undoubtedly loyal. The belief in protecting the royal family may be the first concept they accepted after birth. The kind of loyalty that cannot be performed shines in their eyes, exactly the same.

But if it's just...

Rhodes lowered his eyes and sighed softly.

At this time, Mortis was still patiently listening to the little princess about the situation in Cadillac City, including the attitude of the aristocratic forces in this city towards her.

The other little nobles are okay, they just ignore Ailuil, maybe because they are afraid of getting into trouble; but the city lord is very problematic, the temptation three years ago and the assassination three years later were all written by him. There is no contact from Hutt City, and I am afraid no one will believe it.

Finally, Mortis took the case.

"One by one, if you pick one out at random, it's enough to commit him to death! Your Royal Highness, you wait here, we will come as soon as we go."

"where to?"

"Punish him and kill him. The royal guards have the right to execute those who try to kill the royal family. Horst can't blame us for this."

Ailuil frowned, and said unceremoniously: "Father always said that you act recklessly, I can see it now."

Mortis was in a daze when he heard the words, and smiled wryly for a while: "You can say whatever you want, for your safety, Lord Cadilla must die."

Seeing that this group of cavalrymen were about to rush out of the temple with their knives in their hands and run to the city lord's mansion like a group of robbers, Eleuil took a deep breath and said, "This time we can punish, what about next time? In their eyes, the princess who can rely on the protection of the royal guards is just meat on the cutting board."

"It's the best way at the moment—"

"But it's not the only way." The little princess said calmly, "It's better to listen to me or to you, am I the princess, or are you?"

Mortis looked at Aleuil seriously again, and after a long time, he put down the long knife he just raised, frowned and asked, "I said, Your Royal Highness, you don't mean to go back to Acht, do you?"

This turning point surprised Aleuil: "Isn't this what you guys thought?"

"No, the royal guards never thought of taking you back. It's just the wish of those old men." Mortis said, "My purpose is to protect you and live a good life."

Stay away from danger and live in the remote Cadillac. Mortis has heard the king talk about his daughter in a proud and doting tone countless times. He believes that if the king is still alive, he will also hope that the princess can stay away from disputes as much as possible. .

But this is not Aleuil's wish, she said word by word:

"I must go back to Acht. I don't need Horst's pardon, and I don't need anyone to pick me up. I will go back on my own."

Seeming to have discovered the difference in thinking between the two sides, the cavalry looked at each other, and one of them couldn't help but said: "Your Highness, I am not attacking you, but this is very dangerous."

He even unconsciously used the tone of coaxing a child. In his eyes, Eleuil is just a child who has not grown up and thinks everything too simply.

The other cavalry also echoed, and only one person was still out of the situation: "What's the matter, what's the matter, it's a good idea for the princess, why don't we go back to Acht..."

Before he finished speaking, he was elbowed several times, and he closed his mouth aggrieved.

Rhodes' previous worries were fulfilled.

The loyalty of the royal guards only comes from the bloodline of the little princess. They will do their best to protect her, but they will not support her like they once revered the previous king.

These people regard the princess as a precious flower, not a master worth following.

...Eleuil is the princess.

The identity that allowed her to escape from death three years ago has now become an obstacle on her way forward.

The little princess has a clear understanding of her strengths and weaknesses.She raised her head and said flatly: "I know you have doubts, it's okay, I will prove it to you."

Motis left in no hurry: "How to prove it? Our group can only fight, but we don't know how to be capable."

"Then use what you are best at." The little princess smiled slightly.

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In the open space behind the temple, a practice battle is about to kick off.

The two parties involved in the battle: the little princess and the captain of the royal guard.

Bystanders: the human avatar of Rhodes and a troop of cavalry.

Many tall cavalry formed a large circle, which was the venue for the duel between the two.

The little princess was waiting for the battle, but Mortis was still awkward. Although he promised to give the little princess a chance to prove his ability, he still felt sincere when he raised the wooden sword to the little girl who was a little shorter than himself. uneasy.

"Let me tell you first, it hurts to be hit by my sword. I can't control my strength like your previous training partners."

The little princess sneered: "Let's talk about it first."

The practice wooden sword in her hand draws a few traces lightly in the air, she is extremely skillful, like using her arms and fingers, obviously she has never given up practicing swords these years.

Only then did Mortis become a little interested: "I'm quite confident, okay, let's start."

The little princess dodged the opponent's sword tip, turned around and struck again, but was blocked by Mortisger.She was not discouraged because of this, but quickly dodged, took a step back, and looked for the next suitable opportunity to attack again.

It was not yet noon, the sun was not too strong, but it still carried the summer temperature.

Sweat quickly oozes from Aleuil's forehead, and beads of sweat roll over her honey-colored skin, while her expression is unchangingly calm, like flowing gold that has been frozen forever, and there is clearly something eager to try hidden under that calm skin.

Mortis blocked another blow with a steady expression and grinned inwardly.

As soon as the battle started, he noticed that the princess's level was far beyond his expectations. She dodged extremely fast and attacked even faster, like a dazzling golden ghost.

But this does not mean that the princess is lacking in strength. When the ordinary wooden sword was wrapped in the wind and slashed at the sword that Mortis was blocking, he was almost numb from the shock.

This is really a little girl... No, is it the level that a minor should have? !

Mortis almost doubted life, and he didn't dare to take it lightly, because he might lose to the opponent if he was not careful, although the possibility was very low... After all, there is a gap between strength and height. The little princess and his Not even an order of magnitude.

It was another block, and Mortis couldn't hold it anymore. He had never been very patient with this kind of one-hit-and-retreat style of attack, not to mention that it was not an option to keep blocking. He suddenly narrowed his eyes and stabbed with his sword.

With the princess's reaction speed, she will definitely block the sword immediately, but because of the angle, she can't use her strength, so she will definitely not be able to block it, and this battle will end.

Mortis thought very well, but Aleuil didn't go as he thought. The moment the wooden sword pierced, the little princess' pupils shrank slightly, but the corners of her mouth opened a little.

She didn't block it with a backhand at all, but turned her body slightly, and the wooden sword attacked Mortis with an unshakable momentum.

The two stopped at the same time.

Mortis' sword was on the shoulder of the little princess, while the heart of his own chest was poked by the opponent's sword point, without any deviation.

Mortis suddenly realized that there was something hidden under the surface of the princess's golden eyes, which was a bit of flaming madness.

He remembered that when he was practicing against the former king, the man smiled apologetically and said: "People in our family may be a little crazy, and we tend to forget ourselves when we fight. Are you okay?"

"...It's really inherited from the ancestors." Mortis muttered in a low voice, dropped the wooden sword, and closed his eyes in admiration. "I lost, Your Highness, you are much stronger than I imagined."

There was no response to this sentence, and Mortis opened his eyes suspiciously, only to find that the little princess was no longer opposite him.

She didn't know when she ran to the female scribe, and said reservedly and slightly proudly: "I won, teacher."

The female clerk smiled slightly: "Very good."

Mortis: "..."

Don't let your madness dissipate so quickly!

Martial artists often don't have so many eyes, and when the little princess showed her strength, they were immediately convinced.

It's okay to be young, she can fight.

It's okay to look Jiaojiaoxiaoxiao, she can fight.

There were also a few Lengtouqing who challenged the princess. Eleuil rarely had the opportunity to practice against others in the past few years, and he did not refuse.

Soon, the camp of the Royal Guards was filled with cheers such as "well done", "this move is beautiful", "His Royal Highness has won another game".

At the end of each duel, Aleuil is still young after all, playing too much is not good for his growth.

Under the escort of Motis, Rhodes led the little princess back to the small courtyard.

Eleuil was really exhausted. While walking, he subconsciously leaned his body weight on Rotas, and suddenly thought that he was covered in sweat, and when he froze, he was going to straighten up.

Rotas gently embraced her shoulders, and said softly, "Don't be brave when you're tired."

Aleuil's ears were reddish: "I didn't try to be brave, I can go by myself."

"Really? But your steps are a little trembling."

"The teacher was wrong."

"Then I can't force you to continue relying on—"

"Ah, my knee hurts suddenly and I can't walk. Thank you teacher for helping me."

Mortis walking aside: "..."

He obviously wanted to talk about something serious when he followed up, why couldn't he find a chance to interject in a daze?

When he got to the gate of the courtyard, Mortis seized the opportunity and quickly asked: "Your Highness, you don't just want to go back to Acht, do you? Is there something more you want to do, such as defeat Horst?"

It was supposed to be an extremely serious atmosphere, but Eleuil's eyes were a little dazed.

"Yes, I want to take back the throne." She replied frankly and without concealment, "Why are you talking so fast? Could it be that this matter is very hot?"

Mortis' face was blank: "Sorry, it's my subordinate who lost his composure."

Hehe, if you don't say hurry up, he is afraid that he won't be able to find a space to interject when he is about to leave.

The author has something to say:

Mortis: Are you really the same person as the one who just fought? ? ?

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Thank you for this little cutie who threw mine, chirp!

风暴召唤扔了1个地雷投掷时间:2021-03-2909:23:08