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She actually arrived early today.

Bolton Priest's eyes froze, but he immediately said quietly: "It's nothing, the city lord taught me something...... Well...... Something that only men understand......"

As he spoke, he turned to the Lord of Bairo and asked, "You said yes, right?" ”

"Uh......"

When the city lord of Bailuo heard this, his face was quite distorted, but he immediately responded: "Yes, yes, a trick to revive the majesty...... Too powerful...... Afraid of hurting other girls...... That one...... That one...... Are we old...... You know that...... That's not going to work in some respects...... That's what you're busy with...... I'll go first......"

After stumbling for a long time, it seemed that he had finally helped prevaricate, and the lord of the city shrank his head and hid his face and ran away.

Answering like this, the whole hall was also embarrassed.

But the people on the princess's side really don't seem to be able to ask any more.

Princess Elizabeth sat quietly at the head of the round table, and the attendants also sat in front of her, only the clerk Yuri couldn't help but reprimand: "In front of Your Highness, you dare to talk nonsense." ”

Priest Bolton looked calm and said, "I just don't dare to deceive His Highness." ”

The envoys were also seated in order.

A new round of negotiations began.

In fact, Priest Bolton still has some hope that peace talks will resolve the incident.

Basically, it has reached the point where the princess is willing to cooperate to make the world peaceful, she can talk about anything, and she is willing to convey any excessive demands back to the Holy See.

But the other party is more unreasonable than ever.

Her Royal Highness just blinked her silver eyes and held her chin behind without saying a word, and basically all the negotiations were handed over to the clerk named Yuli.

And this little girl still seems to hate her so-called "indecent and indecent words", no matter what she says, she is against it, and from time to time she interrupts her speech, and even takes it out of context to mess around.

"Enough! This is not a child's debate. ”

Priest Bolton finally slapped the table in a loud voice.

The box hidden in his sleeve, the preparation of the military advice, and the strength of his own grandmaster-level magician have always stimulated Bolton to use coercive means.

It would be fine if the princess cooperated with the peace talks, but the adolescent girlish ignorance of Secretary Yuri really pushed the priest's patience to the limit.

"Why, you still dare to do it?"

The young and beautiful face of the clerk was now full of mockery and contempt.

"These people really didn't really want peace talks at all, and this illusion should have been lost a long time ago. Fortunately, I made all the preparations today. ”

Priest Bolton slowly stood up, magic surging around him.

The Templars standing behind him and the accompanying priests sitting beside him had already been instructed by him, and they all stood up and drew their weapons.

"What don't you dare."

As soon as these words came out, Priest Bolton rushed to the front of everyone.

After a brief spell, a shield of white light enveloped him, and a large hand of holy light emerged from above his head and grabbed across the table.

Big hands straight to the princess.

Bolton ignored the clerk who had been verbally stimulating him just now, and his target had always been the princess.

But the registrar's reaction was also beyond his imagination.

She snapped her fingers, and the huge wooden negotiation table suddenly turned into a hardwood giant that reached to the ceiling, just in front of the Great Hand of the Holy Light.

The big hand was unable to retract its momentum, and it was pinching the giant's face, grabbing its face and pulling it back as Bolton had instructed him to cast.

The Wood Giant did not wrestle with the big hand, but stepped in front of Bolton and smashed it with a condescending fist.

Its arms as thick as a man's waist are of fine mahogany, and their hardness and weight are not much worse than that of iron and stone.

It's not so much an arm as a small engineering hammer. The sound of "woo" brought a loud wind sound, and the sound of "bump" smashed on the protective shield of Officer Bolton.

The force of the blow was so great that the arms of the giant wooden golem were cracked.

But the shield didn't move.

Priest Bolton smiled mockingly, but the spell didn't stop, and there were two more big hands on his head.

The Wood Giant naturally had no signs of surprise or fear, and it raised its fists together, ready to shoot down again.

Several swords and a bolt of holy light hit it first.

Officer Burton's bodyguards and negotiators also intervened.

The wooden golem was huge and hard, and although it was beaten to the ground, it continued to chase after Bolton nonchalantly, alternating its fists.

Each lap was powerful and heavy, and the fists did not leave the priest's head.

With just a few punches, the giant's right hand was smashed by itself.

The shield was still undamaged, but the guards were in a hurry.

Yuri took the opportunity to retreat and recited a few more incantations, so that the cabinets, chairs, vases, and picture frames in the room all came to life and rushed towards the papal side.

The princess's other retinue rushed back at this time, trying to protect their princess in the middle, but the beautiful strange princess threw them one by one to the base of the wall behind her, and turned in front of them.

The scene was quite chaotic for a while, with the Templars and several accompanying priests somewhat stumbling over the "furniture", except for Bolton's three Great Powers of Light with a clear aim of striking the beautiful silver-haired princess.

Those temporary demon puppets scurrying around the house couldn't even break his talisman magic spell, and he didn't even bother to dodge and resist.

He was only afraid that the princess would take advantage of the chaos and run away.

The giant hand was coming, and the princess's head was covered with a spell shield opened by the magician clerk.

This shield is called a "tactical anti-magic force field" and is said to be able to withstand a direct jet of dragon fire.

It's also one of the strongest defensive spells Yuri has ever mastered.

But the shield was crushed by the hand of the Light in less than three seconds.

"It's done!"

Priest Bolton was also quite proud, and he made a few gestures, controlling the hand of light to weaken its strength.

He didn't want to pinch the princess to death.

Even pinching is not a no.

It was only then that Princess Elizabeth seemed to be in a state of flux, and she slowly and methodically grasped the hilt of her sword.

Then the star-like silver light suddenly appeared, flickering through the three holy light hands.

When crushing the "Tactical Anti-Magic Force Field", these three hands appear harder than steel, and more powerful than the Earth Dragon.

But with a soft flicker of starlight, the three giant hands were shattered into shards of chaotic mana.

The fragments of mana contained powerful energy, and although the light magic was relatively soft, and some of the fragments melted into the void on their own, a chain of explosions appeared.

But the princess is no longer there.

The beautiful crystal blade that shone with starlight rested lightly on Officer Burton's shoulder, very, very close to his neck.

This sword is too fast.

It was so fast that the shield of holy light, which seemed to be able to resist all attacks just now, made a soft sound of the "wave" before it shattered.

The members of the Holy See stopped looking at each other, not knowing what to do for a while.

Looking at the princess's beautiful face, Officer Bolton gritted his teeth: "It's really a good sword." ”

"Now you are still hard-mouthed, are you losing in the equipment and disagreeing with it?"

The young clerk slowly approached, and then mocked: "Equipment is also part of strength, if you have the ability, you can also prepare one." Don't let your colleagues lay down their arms now? ”

This taunt was a reminder, and Officer Bolton put his hands on his sleeves and said secretly: "If you want to see the equipment, I'll show you......"

Coincidentally, the moment he touched the "Thor's box" in his sleeve, the door of the conference room was also opened from the outside.

Ambushers dressed as the Sede City Guards rushed in under the leadership of a middle-aged scruffy man.

"It's a little late, but the timing is good."

Almost all the people who saw the princess looked back in the direction of the gate, and Priest Bolton pressed the gem on the box and ordered loudly: "Do it!" ”