Princess' personal painter

After all, the sight of Irene and Jacqueline repelling the orcs and coming out of a pool of blood was too shocking. Any soldier with a little sense would not want to be an enemy of such a terrifying "witch".

But I saw Irene stretch out her hand and touched the weapon in front of her.

In Wenjiesi's surprised eyes, Irene's seemingly soft and fragile little hands, holding the weapon with a little force, crushed the part she was holding into pieces.

There is no fluctuation of magic, relying on the huge force in hand.

At this moment, Wenjiesi found that he couldn't see through this girl at all.

The other party's anger made the squadron leader feel a little regretful, and he threatened and said, "What do you want to do to me? The prince's army will arrive later. You are making an enemy of the kingdom! Could it be that this is the princess's?" mean?"

The last sentence was obviously addressed to Wentiers, who was standing on the sidelines.

Wenjiesi raised his eyebrows and simply closed his eyes, completely expressing that he would not do anything.

"Oh? Isn't that what you intended?"

No soldier dared to continue to stop her. Aileen walked up to the squadron leader in a few steps, raised her head, and said with a slightly hoarse voice, "With ulterior motives, to deliberately provoke the relationship between members of the royal family and to cause disputes—if this If you are charged with crimes, even the church cannot protect you!"

The real purpose was revealed, and the squadron leader's face instantly became extremely ugly.

He looked around and found that the soldiers under his command showed suspicious expressions, and quickly raised his sword and shouted: "Don't listen to the witch's gossip! Come, come and take her down with me!"

The soldiers surrounded Erin hesitantly.

These shining weapons reminded Irene of some bad memories.

The last trace of warmth disappeared from his expression.

"The feeling of killing a person is actually not comfortable." Erin narrowed her eyes and said to herself, "But, thank you so much, it made me regain the feeling of excitement just now."

Finally suppressed, the desire to kill the switch——

opened.

Black mist lingered between her fingers.

This is the magic "borrowed" from Jacqueline.

This frail body also passively "absorbed" the power of many dead orcs in the bloody battlefield just now, and temporarily accumulated it in her body.So now, she can easily suppress these low-level soldiers only by relying on the strength in her body.

In almost an instant, she knocked all the soldiers away with just her fists and kicks.

In a panic, the squadron leader raised the long sword blessed by the Holy Light, and slashed at Irene, but she grabbed it with her bare hands and threw it aside.

The squadron leader who had lost his weapon staggered and started to back up, feeling a tightness in his neck——

He was grabbed by the neck by Irene, and he knelt and sat on the ground involuntarily.

The strength in the neck gradually tightened, and the squadron leader opened his frightened eyes and met the girl's cold eyes, full of regret in his heart.

At this time, Irene, who was in a violent state, still had a last bit of clarity in her heart. She was thinking about what consequences she would face in the future if she killed the killer, and how Sisyana would treat her. The holy light came from behind, accompanied by a shout:

"Leave people under the evildoers!"

Chapter 43 Strong enemies and heightened conflict

"Leave people under the evildoers!"

At the same time as she heard the shouting, Irene threw away the squadron leader in her hand, and turned to face the person coming.

A golden sword light struck straight from top to bottom, with extremely sharp momentum.

Erin felt absolute danger from it.

But she didn't intend to retreat, but with a cold face, all the magic power of the witch she mobilized condensed into a pitch-black magic sword in her hand, and she faced the sword glow horizontally in front of her.

When the black magic power came into contact with the golden holy light, the mutual repulsion caused each other to make a violent "sizzling" sound, and the air began to burn for a while, but the black magic power soon fell into a disadvantage.

The oppressive holy light was so vast that it almost swallowed her body.

The confrontation only lasted for a moment, and suddenly realized that the opponent was very strong and was not something she could contend with. Erin woke up and retreated tens of meters away.But even so, this terrifying sword force still made her grunt in pain, covered her chest, and spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow".

"Spirits, how dare you meet the Holy Light?"

The visitor had a mellow and upright voice, and approached Irene again while speaking.

When he raised his eyes with difficulty, what he saw was still the overwhelming golden light.

He wants to kill me!

Instantly comprehending the other party's intentions, Irene didn't have any time to think, and almost instinctively raised her hands, pouring out all her "power" towards the golden light.

The moment two colorless and qualityless translucent "fighting qi" were shot out from the girl's seemingly tender palm, the space around her aroused a fierce wind.I saw that Irene's eyes were blood red, and her jet-black long hair faded in an instant, returning to a gorgeous chestnut color, which complemented her fierce face at this time with a kind of enchanting beauty.

Realizing that Irene's counterattack this time was obviously not magic, the visitor was a little surprised for a while, but this did not shake his killing intent at all, and said coldly: "It seems that you have quite a lot of methods!"

A violent explosion happened in front of Irene, and the energy of the explosion ran around, causing many bloody scars on her body.

Pulling up the remaining strength, he retreated a distance again.Irene only felt a numb pain on her face, the warm liquid slid down her cheeks, and her arms were also full of stickiness.

If you don't want to know, these are all blood.

"That old fellow Horus has been protecting you, an evil, and has become a disgrace to the kingdom. Let me save you for him today!" The long sword in his hand slashed down mercilessly.

"Your original sin comes from your dissolute mother, if you want to blame, blame her!"

The dazzling golden color occupied all eyes, and Irene, who knew she couldn't resist, fell into a daze for a moment.

"Eileen run away!"

What saved her was a silver light that suddenly shot out from the side.

The dazzling confrontation happened just a short distance away. It wasn't until Wenjies resisted several sword moves of the enemy that Erin woke up like a dream and started to turn and run away.

At this time, Wenjiesi met his opponent with a determined heart.

What happened just a few breaths ago was completely unexpected. When Wenjiesi realized the identity of the person who came, Rudolf Perrin, Ruolin's top powerhouse—that is, the famous Duke of the Sunset, had already sent to Irene one after another. After resorting to his ultimate move, when he finally arrived for rescue, Irene had already been seriously injured.

This duke, who was born as a church knight, is also the top swordsman on the mainland. He belongs to the faction of domestic nobles that has the closest relationship with the Holy See. At this time, Wenjiesi is ignoring such an important matter for himself. And regret it.

Jacquiline was born as a witch, which made her in a difficult situation in a country like Ruolin that believed in the holy religion, but fortunately, she was the granddaughter of Horus, the "guardian of the king". Almost everyone knows about it.

Generally speaking, no one would dare to touch her, but the Duke of Sunset was definitely an exception.

Irene's impulsive action just now gave Rudolph an excellent excuse, and the witch's breath on her body obviously made Rudolph mistake her for Jacqueline.

By mistake, Irene became the target of the other party's killer.

Wenjiesi and Rudolph only exchanged a few moves before being forced to retreat steadily due to the opponent's sword power. The sense of oppression brought by this Juggernaut-level powerhouse is really too terrifying.

The strength of this opponent may only be the princess who can fight against him. Wenjiesi said in a deep voice while accepting the move: "My lord duke, she is now the princess's side, and you have no right to judge. If you plan to continue to fight, I will Will it be considered that you are suspected of rebellion?"

But Rudolph, who was burly and angry, laughed and said: "Hahaha, Caroline's remnants are all with the witch, I will not kill you today! But I want to know how many tricks you can do against me! "

In the arrogant words, there was no response to Wenjiesi's question.

Wenjiesi's mood sank, and he gritted his teeth to catch the opponent's attack, praying that he could buy more time for Irene and Jacqueline to escape.

On the other side, Irene, who was seriously injured, only ran a short distance before being surrounded by a group of soldiers who were chasing after her, with weapons that gleamed coldly pointed at her.

It was the squadron leader who gave the order to chase.

I saw a villain-like expression on his face, and he said to Irene: "I've said it all, existences like witches are only good for hiding in dirty corners, and you're just asking for death if you run out." It's just a way, come, kill her quickly!"

The pain in the body spread, and there was a feeling of coldness in the heart.

Supporting her body with one hand, Erin, who was kneeling on the ground, looked back at the other party with cold eyes, then lowered her head and gasped violently.

She had lost all strength to resist.

One of the soldiers tried to ask: "Sir, are you really going to kill her... I think it's better to take her first and wait for the adult to deal with it!"

"Idiot, didn't you understand what that lord meant just now?" The squadron leader scolded, "For this kind of dirty existence, let us do it for you!"

The soldier hesitated and said: "But, even though she is a witch, she did defeat those orcs just now and helped us..."

The squadron leader's tone turned cold: "You want to violate my order?"

As soon as the words fell, a black silk thread suddenly appeared on the squadron leader's neck. He stretched out his hand to touch his neck in shock, but he touched a stream of warm liquid.He opened his mouth wide for a moment, sucking in big mouthfuls of air, but the blood gushing out from his neck seemed to burst a bank, causing his life to drain rapidly.

In the end, he lay on the ground clutching his neck, his body twitching like a dead fish.

When he was dying, his eyes looked in the direction of Rudolph Perrin not far away, and he uttered the last voice "Save, save", his eyes quickly dimmed, and he died soon after.

After the squadron leader died in a strange way, all the soldiers present were horrified and inexplicable for a while.

Feeling something for a moment, Erin raised her head.

I saw a girl wearing a delicate red and black princess dress, covered in blood, who looked only eleven or twelve years old, walking towards this side with a cold expression.

Chapter 44 The long-delayed princess

——She killed someone.

During the hesitation just now, Irene was unable to strike after all. The serving officer of the Southern Legion was killed by Jacqueline without hesitation.

Wuxia thought about the seriousness of this matter, and Erin just stared blankly at the girl walking towards her, her heart filled with pity for a moment.

The world's prejudice against witches has been personally experienced once.

That vicious torrent was imposed on him almost without warning.

She couldn't help thinking, even if the Holy See, which represents the light, recognizes the existence of evil, this evil must be forced out by the so-called justice, right?

After staying under the umbrella of the princess for a while, I almost forgot that this is not a beautiful world.

And for her who was born to be a witch, it is even more so...

Jacqueline, who no one dared to stop, went straight to Irene's side.

Seeing the blood stains all over Irene's body at close range, Jacqueline's eyes welled up with tears.She clenched her fists for a moment, looked around, and murderous intent suddenly appeared in her eyes.

The premonition of death made the surrounding soldiers shudder and retreat involuntarily.

But I felt that Irene below held her hand and said in a low voice: "You came to save me..."

Jacqueline's expression softened, and Irene said in a weak voice: "Leave these people alone, we have to leave quickly!"

"But..." Jacqueline bit her lip, but hesitated to speak for a moment.

"You can't beat that person!" As if knowing what the other person was thinking, Irene stopped her and said, "Besides, I need to borrow your strength... Otherwise, I won't be able to last long..."

Although she narrowly escaped from the hands of Rudolf Perrin, all the strength that Irene borrowed earlier was forcibly broken up by the other party. At this time, her frail body had already suffered very serious injuries, and her internal organs were all shattered. The colic persisted, and if she could not get timely treatment, she would die soon.