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After Veronica got closer, Feng Yuchen could see clearly that the armor on her body was not those gorgeous and impractical armors, but was obviously made of steel, focusing on thickness, and the dazzling appearance was just superficial. , probably in order not to lose the solemnity of the Wang family
The distinctive sound of footsteps was the sound of iron boots. She was able to maintain breathing and neat movements while holding such a heavy armor. She was really a female warrior.
At the same time, Veronica was holding a broad-bladed giant sword that only ordinary people could hold with both hands. There was a faint smell of blood on this giant sword, which ordinary people couldn't smell, but Feng Yuchen, like this People who have been on the battlefield for a long time can naturally smell it. Although it is impossible for the smell to come out, the murderous aura gleaming from the cold light in the sword has the smell of blood.
The seven dragon knights behind Veronica are also extraordinary, especially the dragon knight equipped with paladin armor. The aura exuded is calm and full of temperament, and there are no flaws in his body.
As Veronica approached, the mayor and others from the Ansari State Government Affairs Department who gathered in the college took action, but they were completely ignored by Veronica. She didn't even look at her, and just nodded slightly. , showing disgust in his eyes.
People in the military are a little disgusted with these red tapes, but Feng Yuchen still understands this, because the military is very fast.
"Welcome, Sister Huang..."
Sylvia walked out of the crowd timidly, her face a little pale. Although she had planned to let Cosette help her entertain the royal sister, now she felt that she should make a change. After all, she finally met Ash who saved her back then. When they met, she promised him not to back down. She had to protect him. She took Ashlot's Lancelot away from him. In this case, she couldn't back down. She wanted to become a true knight. .
"We haven't seen each other for four years, two months and twelve days, my sister. I am somewhat satisfied with your current changes..."
Veronica's eyes revealed a hint of surprise. Is this still the same Sylvia as before? What a difference!
"Yes, I haven't seen him since the day I left the palace to study in Ansari State."
Sylvia gritted her teeth and calmed herself down, deciding not to back down anymore!
"Very good, Sylvia, what made you become like this? I heard that your performance was unsatisfactory during the attack of the Gray Corpse Dragon. The noble princess turned out to be brave and reckless. You really lost our royal family of Loreamon. The face.”
Veronica raised the giant sword in her hand high and slashed down instantly!
! ! !
Everyone showed a shocked expression.
The next moment, Veronica's sword blade was less than one centimeter away from Sylvia, but Sylvia didn't show any panic expression.
"It's not you, Princess, who made me change... I admit that my previous performance was indeed unsatisfactory, but at least I have changed and am determined to become a true Holy Dragon Knight. I will not flinch, and I will face my own weakness. Then use it as excitement and gradually become stronger!" Although Sylvia's face was pale, she still looked at Veronica stubbornly.
Veronica stared into Sylvia's eyes unmoved, and then swung her sword downwards——
In an instant, Sylvia's uniform was chopped into scattered rags, and her underwear fell lightly -
"Um… ?"
Sylvia was stunned for a moment. She thought she would be chopped, but—
Veronica’s slash only cut through the clothes covering Sylvia’s upper body—
Her skin as pure as snow, her plump breasts, and the star-engraved contract imprinted on her chest were all exposed to the broad daylight.
"Ahhh!"
After a pause, Sylvia blushed and screamed at the top of her voice, covering her vagina with her hands.
All the people who greeted him could not help but stare at this scene in stunned silence. Sylvia was a little...
"What's wrong, Sylvia? If you encounter the same situation on the battlefield, will you just scream and hide your shame? Your strength is only shown on the surface. After all, you are just a woman. It's really ridiculous that you are only worthy of being used for breeding in bed. If all Holy Dragon Knights are like you, you'd be really... ridiculous!"
A cold smile appeared at the corner of Veronica's mouth, and her eagle eyes became sharper.
"your Highness… "
Cosette immediately stood up and put a piece of clothing on Sylvia.
"Oh, it turns out to be Cosette, how could Sylvia have such an excellent maid like you? Come and work under me..."
Veronica looked at Cosette who stood up with admiration.
"No, my master is only Her Royal Highness Sylvia, I don't need to worry about Her Royal Highness Princess Veronica..."
Cosette said coldly.
"So... In this case, Your Highness Veronica will not behave in such an ugly way?"
At this time, Sha Duolu raised her head and looked at Veronica. The relationship with Sylvia has been thawed recently, and Sylvia has also been helpful to her. She can be regarded as an ordinary friend, so she can't look at her like this. Sylvia was bullied. Well, all in all, she didn't like Veronica because she heard that Angela was sent here by Sylvia, and then Arthur and Echo had a baby dragon. Nibbling each other.
"You are... a descendant of King Pendragon, right...?"
Veronica's eyes wandered over Sha Duolu's body, and she tightened her grip on the sword in her hand.
"If you want to do the same thing to my companions, I will not agree!"
Feng Yuchen stood in front of Xia Duolu. He held his right hand and a giant sword of frost condensed out. Strong cold air invaded the air.
"Bold! Who are you if you dare to draw a sword against Her Royal Highness Princess Veronica!"
The knights behind Veronica suddenly showed angry expressions and clenched the weapons in their hands.
"There are only two kinds of people and two outcomes in my eyes, companion, life, opponent, death, which one do you choose!"
Feng Yuchen's eyes showed strong murderous intent, and blood seemed to be floating around his body. Even if he didn't use energy, the murderous intent accumulated in more than ten worlds was enough to form a phantom prison of blood.
The murderous aura gradually overflowed and enveloped the entire venue. At this moment, in everyone's eyes, the ground seemed to have turned into a sea of blood. Bones, ghosts, and wreckage were scattered everywhere, and a hiss like an abyss shook the place.
"Woooo..."
The dragons in the entire venue retreated one after another, showing frightened expressions...