The Creator God Was Enslaved by Her Yandere Sister

"Yeah, you guessed it right, I'm not Wiles' princess—"

She admitted it bluntly, with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

"I'm the Queen of the Blood Race, Histi Arya. It's okay to tell you in your last moments. You're about to be under my control anyway..."

"Bloodlines?"

The Grand Duke was still able to remain calm at this time, and looked at Histi calmly.

"Yes, we are the blood clan. My purpose is very simple, to take this country as my own..."

"What did you say!?"

Nelson looked in disbelief. He didn't expect Histi to say such straightforward words.

"This country is already mine, and the situation is irreversible..."

Histi watched her comrades 'working' hard.

She looked down at Archduke Nelson with the eyes of a superior.

"Even if you kill me, this country won't be yours..."

Nelson had an unexpectedly huge response.

He picked up the long sword directly from the waist of his bodyguard and charged towards Histi.

Even though he is the Grand Duke, his swordsmanship is already very skilled.

However, the opponent he faced was simply too formidable.

Sisti hugged the rabbit with one hand and closed his eyes to dodge easily. He kept swinging the iron sword towards him.

Nelson's superb swordsmanship is no different to Sisty than playing at home.

His speed was like slow motion in Histi's eyes, and the speed was too slow.

Can't keep up with Histi at all.

Histi dodged his horizontal swing again.

Then he slapped Grand Duke Nelson directly on the chest.

The Grand Duke was immediately kicked out by Histi and slammed into the wall behind him.

"Cough cough..."

——The corners of his mouth coughed up red blood.

At this moment, Histi moved in front of him like a teleportation.

"Your swordsmanship is really slow. The speed is too slow. It's a pity that you have won the title of knight."

The title of knight is an honor that ordinary people can only acquire after training for a long time.

The eldest duke spent most of his life practicing his swordsmanship to get the knighthood, and she actually said that his swordsmanship was very boring.

This is simply an insult to his chivalry.

"No, it's not that you're too weak, it's that I'm too strong..."

Histie's blood-colored pupils looked down at him

Nelson met her diabolical eyes.

——Monster, where did this monster come from? ?

Nelson recalled the vampires that Bell taught the nation at the national meeting a few days ago.

During the entire meeting, only the Bell Cult nations were very concerned.

The other countries looked indifferent, so Grand Duke Nelson easily ignored this matter.

At the time, he thought it was worthless intelligence.

However, when faced with a real crisis, he didn't think so.

Bell teaches the nations, and it's not for nothing that they are so wary of vampires.

Because they are just too scary.Especially the girl who calls herself the queen.

"And as for what you said, killing you in this country wouldn't be mine, would it?"

"Then I'm going to do the opposite and not kill you..."

Histi smiled to herself and hugged the rabbit in her arms tightly.

Just a puppet hugged so tightly.

If it was Mirna herself, I'm afraid Histi would hug him even tighter.

"No matter how much you torture me, I will never give the country to a monster like you!"

"Torture? How could I do such a cruel thing?"

The way Nelson's threats didn't work for her at all.

He wanted to get up from the ground and inflict a slight wound on Histi, who turned her back toward her.