Women only affect my ability to spread the fire

However, the sound of old Ernst, who had been deliberately involved in order to restrain Russell, reciting scriptures was like adding fuel to the fire, making the Black Princess extremely irritated.

Damn you old bastard! Face the reality! There is no master in this world, only demons! No one will come to save you!

The irritable Black Princess had forgotten the promise she made to her "son Otto" - in fact, in her heart, the role of her son Otto was just a provider of blood.

So the Black Princess squeezed her right hand hard, and the old and stupid voice she couldn't wait to hear suddenly stopped.

However, in the eyes of the Black Princess, this little venting did not succeed as she wished.

With a whoosh and a sound of breaking air, a flash of fire split the shadows surrounding old Ernst and chopped her claws that were extended in secret into pieces.

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142 Old Hatred and New Grudge

Old Ernst opened his tightly closed eyes and stared at Russell who was waving a sword.

But the old cowherd's tone was no longer as calm as before. He repeated the evening prayers over and over again.

“Our Lord, shelter us from darkness, for our selfishness brings us into darkness.

……

The Lord's mercy will hear our prayers. Amen!"

Old Ernst's face was red in the firelight. His eyes were excited, and he stared intently at Russell, who was wielding his sword again and again to dispel the hidden murderous intent in the darkness.

When the Black Princess saw that she failed to kill even a cowherd, her first reaction was to become furious. She was so fed up with Russell, the guy who ruined her plans. She felt that nothing was going well today.

However, the Black Princess immediately calmed down, her eyes rolled, and she realized that this was an opportunity.

Originally, the purpose of dragging the old cowherd into this darkness was to restrain Russell. Now, it is obvious that attacking the old cowherd is more effective in restraining Russell than attacking him directly.

After all, this is not the center of the barrier, but close to the edge, and the concentration of shadows is much higher than that in the center.

In order to protect old Ernst as much as possible, Russell had to fight under high pressure. As a result, beads of sweat soon appeared on his forehead, and his left sleeve, which was not holding the sword, was cut.

Oh, there really are such stupid people in the world.

The Black Princess grinned.

She regained her composure, admired Russell's awkwardness for a moment, and was about to make a sarcastic remark, but the words turned into curses on the way to her lips.

"Damn it, bastard!"

The Black Princess suddenly sensed the danger and felt a bombardment of energy coming from behind.

This forced the Black Princess to withdraw some of her shadow power to protect herself.

This energy comes from Rosalyn's magic.

Similar to Mark's mentality, Rosalyn's heart was filled with worry after she lost sight of Russell.

Anxiously, Rosaline chanted a spell. Her ten spring onion-like fingers nimbly jumped on the staff made by Russell, pressing one button after another and blasting out one magic spell after another, trying to help Russell defeat the enemy.

Rosaline forced the Black Princess, whose attention had been mostly diverted by Russell, to split her attention. The Black Princess's fighting skills were superb. She cleverly used a small part of her shadow to temporarily resist Rosaline's spell.

Although it only tied up a small part of the Black Princess's energy, Russell's frontal pressure was greatly relieved and he was no longer in danger.

Russell calmed down and began to plan how to tear apart the black princess's airtight black skirt.

Under the attack of Russell and Rosaline, the shadow controlled by the Black Princess formed a delicate balance with them. Although both sides were reluctant, they were inevitably stuck in a stalemate.

"It seems that it is my turn to take the stage." Margaret took a deep breath, held her sword, stood up, and walked in front of the Black Princess.

Margaret slashed down with a sharp sword, but the Black Princess blocked it with two broken daggers that she pulled out from somewhere.

"Ha, you naive little girl with a sword, you didn't expect I'm quite skilled, did you?"

The Black Princess taunted him half to vent her anger and half as a psychological warfare.

"How could that be? You looked so cute when you and Knight Ludwig followed me that night. How could I not know your skills, Your Highness?" Margaret replied.

As the saying goes, when you hit someone, you should hit them in the face, and when you scold someone, you should expose their weaknesses.

The Black Princess's biggest embarrassment now is that she is being too clever but is completely exposed in front of Russell and his group, making them laugh at her.

So when Margaret said this, the Black Princess immediately felt a surge of evil fire rushing to her head, and the blue veins on her forehead were tightly tightened.

Only long-term etiquette training prevented her from losing her composure and screaming hysterically like a shrew.

All of you bastards must die! All of you must die! Aaaaaaaaaaaaa!

The muscles on the Black Princess' face were twisted, and she barely restrained herself from shouting out loud.

Fortunately, Ludwig resolved the embarrassment for the Black Princess.

When the royal spy heard Margaret say this, he lost his composure and shouted, "What? You are not Eleanor at all! Who are you?"

What?! Ludwig, that fool, didn't recognize me!

Eleanor, hiding in Rosalyn's earrings, was furious.

"Why am I not Eleanor?" Margaret asked sarcastically while waving her sword and fighting with the Black Princess.

Then Ludwig said something that made Eleanor even more angry and embarrassed.

"Eleanor is much dumber than you! She can't use a sword at all, and there's no way she could have figured out I was following her!"

Ahhhhhhhhhh! I'm so pissed! Ludwig, you damn bastard! I learned swordsmanship too! Why couldn't I spot you?

Okay, you've spoken your mind now, haven't you? You've always looked down on me, haven't you? That's why you found me this less-than-noble body, right?

Eleanor, as a pampered princess, showed her princess temper at inappropriate times and was completely unreasonable.

"Ha! I'm not Eleanor, but you don't deserve to be called Ludwig!"

Margaret was furious that Ludwig had the same name as her father.

Margaret felt that this annoying, selfish, stupid and arrogant villain was not worthy of having the same name as her father.

If it weren't for the Black Princess's own strong power, which made Margaret unable to spare any time, she would definitely make this royal lackey, the princess licker, suffer a lot.

"Oh, how wonderful! Someone still remembers Ludwig Wallhausen! Oh, I almost forgot you're the Wallhausen girl."

"Oh, I remember that twenty-four years ago, when I destroyed Kannos, I personally killed Ludwig Wallhausen's wife! Oh? I hadn't noticed that you look quite a bit like her!"

The Black Princess mocked Margaret at the right time.

The smile on Margaret's face disappeared, but the sword in her hand was not at all disordered.

Although she suddenly learned that the Black Princess in front of her was the murderer of her mother, she also kept in mind her father's teachings: when fighting for life and death, you must avoid being impatient. If you are angry with the enemy, you must control this anger, let anger become your strength, and don't squander your emotions.

Therefore, Margaret's offensive gradually became fiercer.

Although the Black Princess was gradually losing the upper hand, she could clearly sense that the Walhausen in front of her was already irritated, which took up a lot of her energy.

However, in order to provoke Margaret to reveal her flaws, she continued to make sarcastic remarks.

"It seems your Walhausen bloodline is also pure! You are nothing like my good-for-nothing son."

Mark's eyes were indifferent. He was still struggling to get out of trouble. He suppressed his hatred deep in his heart and no longer cared about the crazy woman's nonsense.

Although she saw through Mark's intention, the Black Princess was now fighting three people alone with her big belly, and she was almost reaching her limit.

She had absolutely no energy left to deal with these knights.

In fact, the Black Princess really hopes to get rid of Margaret's offensive now so that she can kill these knights in large numbers to replenish her soul and life force.

Firstly, to be able to defeat the enemy, and secondly, to welcome the birth of a new pure-blooded self.

The Black Princess felt anxious in her heart, but her face remained calm. She knew how to deal with these knights whose spines were broken by the devastating defeat twenty-four years ago.

These knights have now become content with the status quo. They lack the courage to change it and place all their hopes on the so-called "Knights Protecting the Country". This trend has spread, and the entire kingdom has become gloomy.

Similarly, right now, many knights have become content to be tied to their seats—aren’t there still three remarkable figures fighting against the evil Black Princess?

These knights didn't even notice that their restraints had loosened long ago. If they struggled together to try to break free, the status quo would have been broken long ago.

Because of their lack of courage, the Black Princess only needs to focus on restraining a few knights who actually have the courage to struggle in order to restrain all the knights here.

This is the Burgoni family's way of controlling people. I was born to be the mistress of Usedom.

The Black Princess thought with some pride.

At this moment, a whistling sword energy briefly cut through the darkness, flew out from the barrier, and flew straight towards her.

Take a day off tomorrow

Something strange happens every weekend. The big temperature drop in Shanghai gave me a fever again...

No update tomorrow, please forgive me

143 The Battle of a Trapped Beast

Originally, it was not easy for Russell to judge the position of the Black Princess in the dark, so he had been restrained and did not rashly use his sword.

After the Black Princess and Margaret started fighting, Russell gradually determined the direction from the sound of weapons clashing, and figured out the Black Princess's pattern of action.

Of course, Margaret's cooperation is indispensable.

Although the two had almost no experience in fighting the enemy together, the clever Margaret still tried her best to create continuous noises to assist Russell's judgment.

At the same time, Margaret had not forgotten the kind nature of her "god", and she deliberately lured the Black Princess to a relatively open aisle.

Unfortunately, Margaret's efforts were of little use, as the Black Princess almost refused to leave the geometric center of the venue.

But Margaret did not give up. In desperation, she brandished her sword to fight the Black Princess, while skillfully kicking away the knights who were tied to their seats beside her.

Mark was kicked out, and the shabby old knight who was sitting next to the Black Princess was soon kicked aside by Margaret.

He couldn't make a sound, but the expression on his face looked distorted, as if he had been kicked to pieces.

As luck would have it, the sword that the old knight had been holding tightly in his hand was also thrown out and hit Ludwig's head hard.

Ludwig was originally wondering where Eleanor was. He wanted to help the Black Princess, but he was afraid that after killing these three villains, no one would know Eleanor's whereabouts.

But Ludwig was reluctant to turn around and help Russell. Ludwig also knew that since Eleanor had not succeeded in occupying Margaret's body, these people in front of him were enemies.

But before he could finish his hesitation, the broken sword that suddenly flew towards him made the choice for him.

The scabbard hit Ludwig's head with a crisp bang.

A large bump visibly swelled up on Ludwig's forehead, his eyes rolled back, and he passed out. At least he chose not to help either side.

Ludwig fell down, and as luck would have it, he fell into Friedman's arms.

He drooled and his head rested on Friedman's shoulder.

The two of them were practically "rubbing shoulders with each other". Friedman had a look of disgust and despair on his face. He began to struggle desperately, trying to break free from the shackles, but with little success.

I set out here with the intention of getting a wife! Later, it became my intention to undermine the royal family's reputation! But what's with this stupid royal spy in my arms? Get out of my way! Can someone help me get this idiot out of my way?

Knight Friedman roared madly in his heart.

Unfortunately, no one who was able to move around at the scene cared about his experience and they were all busy playing ping-pong.

Only Miss Elda, who thought she would be ruined and was completely single, was sitting next to Knight Friedman. She saw Friedman's miserable appearance and a playful smile appeared in her eyes.

After the incident with her uncle, under the threat of being ruined and deprived of her property, the fact that she would be killed by the Black Princess was not a big deal to Elda for a while.

As for Margaret, after creating a series of chaos in a seemingly embarrassing manner and clearing the area around the battlefield, she truly faced the Black Princess's swift offensive.

The Black Princess's two dangerous daggers slashed down one after another like raindrops. Margaret, relying on the skills honed by her father, skillfully blocked all these fierce attacks.

For a moment, sparks flew everywhere.

Russell completed the positioning with the help of this series of sounds. After repelling the shadow again, he slashed out with the sharp sword energy without much accumulation of strength.

The air blade cut through the barrier formed by shadows and headed straight for the Black Princess.

Under Russell's attack that cut through the black shadow, Margaret also pulled away to the side in time, and before dodging, she did not forget to stab with a sword to restrain the Black Princess.

Compared to Margaret who was well prepared, the Black Princess was not so calm and looked much more embarrassed.