Kevin was also half a beat slow to notice Willes's move, he wanted to take away the power of the spear, but this was originally a blow from the two of them with all their might, how could it be said that they would take it.

Therefore, Kevin's shot was almost solid in Malollet's chest, and he could not tell how much Malollet would be injured by this blow. But he thought to himself that if it were him, he would at least be seriously injured and unconscious if he was shot without any defense, and if he hurt his heart, it would be possible to die immediately!

So Kevin was furious at Vellais's attack, he stepped forward and grabbed Vellais's chest and asked loudly, "Why are you ......?"

"Can you take that sword from Mallorit?" Vellais asked lightly without waiting for Kevin to finish.

"......" Kevin was silent, because he knew that there was a seventy percent chance that he would not be able to take Malolet's sword. So, strictly speaking, Verles' shot at this time is very necessary.

"Don't take things like your personal honors or values too seriously, they're worthless in the face of Perro's will. Verles squeezed Kevin's hand and let him go. The elf seemed to enjoy Kevin's hesitation and shame, and he continued, "You can fight with Malloret yourself for your dignity and honor, but you must be prepared to be killed by him and unable to fulfill the orders of the sun god. You should understand that you are no match for him. ”

"......" Kevin still didn't speak, but no matter who it was, as long as he saw his face, he could see the loss and unwillingness contained in the face of this paladin whom everyone admired.

"Well, Malolite shouldn't be dead yet. Verles admired Kevin's expression again before continuing, "Now, finish him off with me." Don't forget, this is Perot's order. ”

"......" Kevin still didn't answer, he just silently held the Sun Spear in his hand, and silently looked down at the pit where Malloret fell.

Malloret struggled to get up from the ground, and the old fellow looked almost inhuman now, and the ground where he was was was drenched in blood. Those scarlet liquids were all left from him, and if a doctor saw such a scene, he would definitely feel incredible - after so much blood, a normal person should have been in shock or even died, and this guy could still maintain a clear consciousness and even stand up!

"Phew!" said Mallorlet, who spat out another mouthful of bloody phlegm with fragments of internal organs, his right hand holding the blue glitter trembled slightly, no, not just the hand, his whole body trembled, because of the pain of the serious injury, but also because of the fear of some possible future.

"Is this going to happen again?" thought to Malolet, as he thought back to his past, to the woman who had the sole meaning of his life.

The story sounds cliché, but Malloret herself finds it romantic.

Back then, he was a newly famous continental sword saint, handsome and dashing, extraordinary strength, and even his personality was as bohemian as the protagonist in knight novels. It can be said that at that time, Malolette was the dream lover of girls all over the continent, and he had any temperament that girls were obsessed with: powerful, uninhibited, arrogant, elegant, handsome, and ...... Lascivious......

In fact, until now, Malollet does not remember how many women she has pushed. He felt that he was a wild horse at that time, he had strong desires, and at the same time, he had enough ability to satisfy his desires. So, as long as Malloret wanted to, there would be piles of women of all styles crawling into his bed.

But Malolet never really liked any woman, and in his opinion, those women were just tools for him to vent, and her status was equal to that of the left hand of the current otaku. Therefore, he never allowed any woman to conceive his children.

However, all of this changed completely when Malolite met her. She is a singer, perhaps the best singer in the entire Chino continent. But she never showed her true face, even when she performed for the king of the continent at the time, King Kilrohn of the Stoke Empire, she wore a delicate mask.

According to rumors among the aristocracy, the woman had sworn to show her face only to the people she loved. So, no one knows what she really looks like.

However, she had conquered Malolite with her singing alone, and the Blademaster of the Wind felt that he had fallen in love with the woman he had never even seen. Not only because of her singing, but also because of her hair color. She, like Marlolit, has ice-blue hair. So far, it was the first time that Malolit had seen someone with the same hair color as himself, which gave him a vague feeling that this woman was the person he was destined for.

Therefore, at that time, the Wind Sword Saint, who was famous in the Continent, pursued her.

"You won't love me when you see my face. The woman said this to Mallolet.

But Malolit didn't give up, he still tried his best to please the woman. In the end, he succeeded.

The woman who fell in love finally took off the mask that she never even took off when she slept, when Malolet saw the face she had guessed in her dreams countless times. He felt a great ecstasy, and an immense rage.

He was glad that he had guessed correctly that the person he loved really had a peerless face that could intoxicate all men. The most perfect voice, the most perfect looks, the most perfect body, the most perfect skin, and even the character is a perfect character with kindness and innocence in pride. This is the most perfect woman in the human world, and naturally she is also a woman worthy of his Malorit.

However, he felt extremely angry. Because her face was completely ruined by the cold and ruthless sword. Dark red scars spread across her face like disgusting spider webs. Malloret looked at her face as if it were a flawless porcelain doll that had been broken with all its viciousness and then deliberately put together. Who the hell would bear to do such a cruel thing to her!!

Under Malolet's repeated questioning, the woman finally felt that her man was entitled to know about her past. So she answered him:

Her origins are not bizarre, she is just the daughter of the owner of the Stoke General Chamber of Commerce. Although her family is not powerful, it has always lived quite wealthy.

But one day, Kilrohn sees her unintentionally. Thus, an imperial persecution of the Chamber of Commerce began.

Her family was ruined and ended up as a slave in the royal palace of Kilroan.

Needless to say, Kilron's desire to do something was needed, but the gray-haired old man had a fetish: he didn't like rough coercion, he liked women to be completely subservient to him, both mentally and physically.

But she swore to die, and even threatened her with death, provoking Kilron's bogey.

Finally, Kiel Ron, who has lost his patience, sits up a conversation with her. He asked her to surrender one last time, but after being refused without hesitation, Kilroon had her face ruined completely.

"The only thing you women really treasure is this skin, and I want to see how you can survive in this world after destroying it. Do you think there really is an idiot who cares about your looks?" Kilron told her at the time.

And she didn't compromise because of this, she asked Kilron to sell herself to the Chamber of Commerce, and signed a singer agreement, of course, the kind that only sells her art and does not sell herself.

After that, her talent in vocal music once again shocked the entire aristocratic circle. Gradually, she established herself in this world with her singing voice, and then, she met Malolet.

It is not difficult to imagine how a person as arrogant as Mallorite would react when he heard that his beloved had been persecuted in this way. It also happened to be the time when Hector, Duke of Merlin, launched the War of Independence.

As a result, the Wind Sword Saint stood on the side of the Hawke Empire without hesitation and became the protector sword soul of the emerging empire.

After that, the Hawke Empire became independent.

Although Malolet couldn't kill the old bastard of Kilron with her own hands, chopping off half of his country can be regarded as a bad breath in the heart of the Wind Sword Saint. Malolit wanted to live a normal life with his beloved.

But a reality that had hitherto made him feel remorse and anger came along—he began to dislike her looks......

Lust seems to have become a habit for Mallorite, so whenever he sees her face. Malolit would think of the top brand of a certain Fengyue place or the daughter of a nobleman, and when she compared them, Marollet's eyes would show disappointment.

She seems to be unaware of this, and is still a gentle and virtuous wife as she used to be.

But Malolet couldn't hold his heart anymore, so this guy once again became a regular visitor to the Fengyue place. And as time went on, he became more and more unabashed, and even made very perfunctory excuses—he used to use himself and Mel to explore questions about magical experiments to prevaricate her.

But she still didn't notice it, which made Malloret feel a little relieved. And with a sense of peace of mind, he continued to mess with other women.

But the nightmare happened the day after the birth of Malolet's child.

When the child was born, Malloret was still working other women. It was not until the next morning that he was informed by the servant that his child had been born. Malloret returned home with a surprise.

But when the Tempest Blademaster pushed open the door to her room, he was greeted by a scene in which Malloret would wake up even if she dreamed it now—she committed suicide, slitting her carotid artery with the scissors beside her, and blood splattered all over the sheets and curtains. That bed witnessed her newlywed, her first # night, and her death......

Trembling like a marionette, Malolet picked up the letter on the table.

It was only when she saw this letter that Mallolet understood.

She had known that he had changed his mind, and Malolet was eventually disgusted with her ugly face. However, she never showed it. It's no wonder how a woman as proud and perfect as she could scream at a man she cheated on like an ordinary woman?

So, she tried to make up for it with something else, with her own virtue, with her own gentleness, and with her own tolerance. However, all this was ignored by Mallorite, who spent more and more time at night, and became more and more cold to her, even if she was pregnant, he could not get even the slightest concern from him.

In the end, she despaired. She endured unimaginable loneliness and sadness until the birth of her child.

The day after the baby was born, she pierced her carotid artery with the same scissors that had been used to mend the torn clothes that Malolet would never wear again. It wasn't that she hadn't thought of a painless or more dignified way to die, but she had no way to find any other tools after giving birth. So, that's all she can do.

"I didn't expect that in the end, I was told by Kilron, and when he heard that I was dead, he would definitely laugh at me in the thousand-year-old capital, right?"

This was the end of her letter, and it was only after reading it that Malorlet understood: Kilrohn had only ruined her appearance, but not her heart. And he Mallorit, the man she loves deeply who keeps saying that he loves her to death, and keeps saying that he will not change his heart because of his appearance, is the culprit who really ruined her heart and killed her!