I, the Masked Swordsman, started my journey through a Lostbelt.

Ba Wanxing, like a lovely young girl offering a gift to her lover, played a melody tinged with a hint of mournful wailing.

"Aaaaaaaahh ...

"My feet! My feet are gone! It hurts so much, it hurts so much, it hurts so much—!"

"No, no, no! I don't want to die!!"

Screams echoed throughout the main hall.

The three chosen fairies had all just insulted Du Wei.

The other officials and envoys gasped in shock at the sight.

Apart from screams and wails, the only sound in the hall was Bawanshi's melodious laughter, like the tinkling of silver bells.

"Hahahaha! Come on, come on! Dance to your hearts' content, dance with those severed facets of yours!"

As a performer, she wore an innocent and romantic smile.

All for the sake of bringing more joy to the one you love.

"Look there, Du Wei, how happy they are dancing! Hahahaha, they're just like the clowns you talked about!"

Bawanshi quickly grabbed Du Wei's hand.

It's like warmly inviting your lover to watch a comedy together.

Bagst watched this bloody and absurd scene without saying a word.

Those who insulted Du Wei were punished.

But she didn't know how to evaluate this behavior.

I once heard Du Wei talk about someone he liked, and the fairy girl he mentioned was named Bawanxi.

Is she the one he said he loved?

Bagst scrutinized Bavanshi.

In the end, she only came up with one answer.

Lord Duve is such a noble knight.

But Ba Wanxing's murderous intent was simply too strong.

Treating killing as a game.

If the other party were a perfect woman, one could have been more accommodating.

But now that I've seen it with my own eyes...

If I were to become Lord Du Wei's partner, I would definitely be more suitable than the current Bawanxi.

At least Bagst will only make the insulters vanish into thin air.

It won't have the same perverse sense of humor as Bavanshi.

Bagst, who upheld the spirit of chivalry, exemplified this.

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The "lively and adorable" character described in the article is actually the real Bawanshi in the story (laughs).

Chapter 52 She Doesn't Need Your Interference [New Book! Requesting Monthly Tickets! Requesting Flowers!]

The fairy whose legs had been severed by the sound threads struggled and writhed.

His expression was filled with pain and despair.

The entire hall was filled with a terrifying and chilling atmosphere, and the smell of blood grew even stronger.

"The play is almost over. You lot should observe proper etiquette. To avoid soiling the throne floor with dirty blood again, you can all open the windows and jump out."

Bawanshi casually flicked her hand.

The sound threads that pierced the limbs of the three demon officials began to move, controlling them to walk towards the window of the main hall.

They are like dolls in Bavanshi's hands.

You can throw it away when you get tired of it.

"No! No! My body! My body is acting on its own! No, no, no, no, no, no!"

"Falling into that pit is the end for me! Help! Someone save me! Stop that little girl!!"

"Aaaaaaahh ...

Three fairy officials jumped out of the window.

The main hall is at least a thousand meters above the ground; even a fairy would be doomed if she fell in.

There were no fairies who could save them.

Besides, Bavansh is Morgan's daughter.

Morgan's failure to stop her was tantamount to tacitly approving of Bavanshi's actions.

It's not up to these ministers to discuss or intervene.

"It's done~ Du Wei, did you like the play I performed for you? I won't allow anyone to insult you, because I love you more than anyone else!"

Bawanshi is like a child waiting for praise.

She looked at Du Wei with eager anticipation.

Being loved so passionately by Bavanshi, Duvey didn't know how to describe this complex feeling.

It feels great.

Just tell Bawanxi not to go too bloody next time; killing is always better done cleanly and efficiently.

Du Wei did not have sadistic tendencies.

“I’m glad you could do this for me, but this is a court meeting right now, let’s talk later.”

Du Wei smiled gently.

This was the best gift for Bavanshi; nothing is more captivating than praise from a lover.

Warmth flowed through my heart from the very beginning.

Bawanshi felt much more content.

Some people in the clan chief's seat couldn't stand it anymore.

To do such a thing in front of the Queen's throne is simply a blatant disregard for the rules.

"Do you even know what you've done? That person was Camelot's treasurer!"

"You madman, recognize your place! Tristan is nothing more than a lowly goblin brought here by Her Majesty the Queen as her 'daughter'!"

Woodworth revealed his bestial nature in his anger.

White mane swayed as magic overflowed, while a suppressed rage burned in the golden beast's eyes.

An invisible force swept towards Bavanxi.

Woodworth could not tolerate anyone defying court law, especially someone as lawless as Bavanshi.

"Woodworth, it's none of your business how Bavanshi behaves. After all, she's Her Majesty the Queen's daughter."

Du Wei stepped forward to block Bawanshi's path.

Woodworth's imposing presence was easily neutralized.

Woodworth's anger intensified when he saw that Duve was determined to protect Bavanshi.

The pungent smell of gunpowder filled the air.

"Enough, Woodworth. Shut up. This is my family matter, and you have no right to interfere."

Morgan spoke up at that moment.

Upon hearing this, Woodworth calmed down.

In his heart, the Queen's orders were absolute, and his loyalty to the Queen would not tolerate the slightest flaw.

"See? Her Majesty is very happy too. You should realize your place, you ugly, stupid dog. If you want to retire, hurry up and do it. Du Wei and I are much more powerful and useful than you."

Bavanshi immediately took advantage of the situation.

He insulted Woodworth without any restraint.

Woodworth's suppressed anger was reignited by this outburst.

"That's too arrogant, little girl!"

Woodworth's right hand, clenched tightly, bulged with veins.

It was obvious that he intended to kill.

"What she says is none of your business, Woodworth."