Wizard: I crush legends with martial arts.

Chapter 148 Traitor

"Phew." Queen Junon sat down on the sofa in the side hall and let out a soft sigh.

She was already feeling slightly dizzy.

Even though I didn't drink much alcohol, this happened.

To avoid losing face in front of the Archbishop of the Kingdom of Hailand, I had no choice but to leave for a while.

Given her alcohol tolerance, it's impossible for her to do that.

Queen Junon didn't understand what was going on for a moment, so she could only use her fighting spirit to neutralize the alcohol in her body.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she activated her battle qi, Queen Junoen felt her heart tighten, as if a hand was gripping her heart.

I couldn't regulate my heartbeat, and I couldn't even catch my breath.

It's impossible to make the fighting spirit circulate.

Instantly, cold sweat trickled down Queen Junoun's forehead.

It's poison!

She's been poisoned!

It was an extremely potent poison, so much so that she didn't even notice it.

However, all the food and drinks at the banquet should have been inspected, and she didn't eat any food, only drank some wine.

With a flick of his wrist, a metal tube appeared in his hand.

She possesses a spatial artifact, where she stores weapons and medicines.

He popped open the latch, tilted his head back, and swallowed the medicine inside.

However, the antidote was ineffective against the poison, and the symptoms were not relieved at all.

"Cough..." Queen Junon gasped for breath, clutching her chest, and struggled to her feet, gripping the sofa armrest for support. "Someone come here!"

There was no answer; there was complete silence.

There should be servants standing outside the door.

Is anyone outside? Anyone is welcome.

Queen Junoun had no time to ponder this strange situation; not only were her senses affected, but her vision was also beginning to blur.

But at that moment, the door opened.

The elderly nobleman named Riske appeared behind the door.

Alphonse was right; he was Queen Junon's confidant and the captain of the Royal Guard responsible for guarding the palace.

"Risk, thankfully you were here when I was in trouble," Queen Junon said, extending her hand. "Quick, help me up."

Riske's face remained cold. "Just as Your Majesty said, it's fortunate I'm by your side. I will let you rest in peace!"

As he spoke, Riske drew a blood-stained longsword from behind his back.

This indicates that the servants outside the door had all been murdered by him.

Queen Junon stared at Riske with wide, incredulous eyes. She never imagined that even her closest minister would betray her.

The fighting spirit materialized, and the sword struck down with the force of a thunderbolt.

It cleaved down towards Queen Junon.

Queen Junoun, disregarding all decorum, rolled away hastily.

With a wave of her hand, the exquisite and luxurious sheathed longsword that she always wore appeared in her hand.

The sword is drawn.

Dark battle aura swiftly enveloped the slender sword, blocking a powerful slash at the last second.

"Ugh."

These two simple movements caused Queen Junoen's heart to ache even more, and she couldn't help but cry out in pain.

In her best condition, she could defeat Riske, but now, poisoned, she was in excruciating pain just from parrying, let alone defeating her opponent.

"Impressive! You truly are a genius! Even while poisoned, you were able to withstand my attacks!" Riske said coldly, his longsword never stopping, one strike after another, the sword light forming a dazzling display of light and shadow, relentlessly slashing down.

After being repeatedly blocked and struck, Queen Junorne coughed up blood.

The blood was actually purplish-black!

"Why?" Queen Junon asked with difficulty, voicing the question that had been on her mind.

She simply couldn't believe it. Riske had been fighting alongside her all along, and in the battle to seize the throne, he had joined forces with her to kill a duke with the strength of a sword saint, making a great contribution.

She also doted on him.

His position can be described as second only to the emperor, above all others.

How could he possibly betray me?!

"It's no use, just give up resisting! Even if you have a divine sword in your hand, the more you use your battle aura, the faster the poison will take effect!" Riske sneered as he relentlessly attacked.

Alphonse had unleashed his spiritual senses, searching along the corridor for Queen Junon's presence.

They heard the sound of metal clashing and immediately sensed something was wrong, so they increased their speed even further.

Mia didn't bring any weapons to the banquet, and she hadn't had time to retrieve her sword. So she simply took the pole of a magic crystal lamp from the wall and used it as a weapon.

Alphonse was starting to get a little anxious.

According to the information fed back by her spiritual senses, Queen Junon's aura seemed to be getting weaker and weaker.

The other side, on the other hand, was full of high spirits and possessed extremely powerful energy.

At this time, the one fighting Queen Junorne must be that old nobleman.

You've misunderstood!

That old Deng is a traitor too!

A strong smell of blood filled the air.

From afar, several servants could be seen lying in pools of blood.

when!

A deafening clang of metal clashing.

A figure was sent flying backwards from a room on one side.

It slammed heavily against the wall, crashing through the thick wall with a "boom" and flying out.

Even with just a fleeting glimpse, Alphonse clearly saw that the one who flew out was the old nobleman.

A feeling of surprise and delight welled up inside me.

Queen Junoun is quite fierce!

But as soon as he reached the doorway, Alphonse was horrified.

Queen Junoun's condition is not good at all; it is extremely dire.

She was kneeling on the ground, her hands gripping the sword hilt, her body trembling violently, and she was still coughing up purplish-black blood.

There was also a horizontal sword wound between his chest and abdomen, from which purplish-black blood was gushing out.

She was only able to stay upright thanks to that thin, long sword.

Her breath was growing weaker and weaker.

Behind them, Lingju sensed that the old nobleman had returned.

Even though he was sent flying, his aura didn't weaken much.

"Mia, hold him off for a bit!" Alphonse shouted, rushing into the hall and helping Queen Junon to her feet.

"Okay! Hurry up!" Mia rushed out of the hole in the wall and met Riske who was charging forward.

Queen Junon had lost the strength to resist, allowing Alphonse to take the longsword she was holding and half-embrace her.

"Alphonse?"

Despite her blurred vision, Queen Junoen still recognized who it was.

But Alphonse’s next move horrified her.

Because Alphonse quickly tapped her a few times, and then pressed one hand against her high breasts.

"You! Insolent!" Queen Junon rebuked weakly, overwhelmed with shame and indignation at Alphonse's audacity.

She was powerless to resist, and could only utter words intermittently, her heart clenching in waves, causing her intense pain.

"I'm helping you detoxify! I'm not trying to assault you!"

Alphonse replied irritably, kicking the rapier off the ground. "Mia, the sword!"

Mia had no suitable weapon and could only rely on that lamppost; she couldn't hold out for long.

Indeed, in the blink of an eye, Mia had stumbled back, and the lamppost in her hand had broken in two.

(End of this chapter)