"Phoenix!" In the confusion, Coman abandoned his horse, came over to grab Phoenix, and pulled him to his side, but his hand slipped and pulled off a large piece of snow-white and reddish flesh, and Victor, who was pretending to be Phoenix, could no longer pretend, tore off the mask on his face, and stabbed Koeman in the chest with a knife.

"Ilia!" Brandt shouted the princess's name hoarsely, and Vanessa watched him rush left and right in the chaos of the battlefield, wondering what had happened to her lover and how he had become like this.

"Shoot the arrows!" Reina gave instructions to the archers.

"You can't let go of the arrows!" Vanessa stood in front of him.

"Why? Koeman's magic is at its weakest right now, and we can take advantage of this opportunity to get rid of him. ”

"Brant is still there, he's going to die." Vanessa, of course, understood that Reiner was right, but she still felt that it was not worth sacrificing Brant for the sake of the dying Koman.

"Protect the princess!" Reina turned to give orders to the guards, and with a movement of his own magic, he disappeared into thin air. What is he going to do? Vanessa had a chill down her spine, did he want to assassinate Coman alone?

"Come back!" Vanessa was so angry that she raised her whip in her hand and slapped it hard on the white horse's buttocks, and the little white horse raised its hooves and shot out like arrows, and the princess shouted in her heart, you fool, you will be exposed if you are less than three meters away from him, and your shadowless arrows are useless.

At that moment, a huge black shadow slammed into the princess from the side, and the sudden and violent impact caused Vanessa to fall from her horse, and she heard only a sharp sound in her ears, and then it went dark in front of her, and she knew nothing.

When the princess opened her eyes again, the air flow on her face was very uncomfortable, and she tried to focus her eyes, only to find that it was in vain, because there was nothing in her field of vision. The grayish-white foggy protrusions only gave her feedback of visual failure.

However, the sound of the wind in her ears still gave Vanessa a hint - she was flying.

"Am I really flying?" Vanessa couldn't believe herself and screamed. But a series of mocking laughter immediately sounded in his ears.

"Yes, you're flying."

Vanessa looked directly above herself, the source of the voice, and a beautiful face was squinting at her with disdain. The princess realized that her arms were being clutched fiercely, and her feet were dangling in the air, flying in the blue sky. She twisted her neck and saw a dozen more winged creatures flying with her behind and below her.

"Don't try to move, or I'll just throw you down." The beautiful woman who grabbed the princess said viciously, "It seems that Ivan's calculation is not accurate enough, it didn't knock you out at that moment, but woke up in mid-air, which is really troublesome." ”

"Who are you? Where is this going to get me? Vanessa asked.

"Someone will answer these stupid questions for you, but it must not be me." The woman looked away in disgust, and her huge wings flicked violently, and Vanessa suddenly felt dizzy, and they spun in a big circle, and Vanessa heard the sudden sound of her ear drums, and knew that she was descending. The woman who flew with herself was unbelievably beautiful, she was not as filthy as the Harpy Bird, and she had sound limbs, so she could only be of other kind, and among the names that could be searched in memory, Vanessa quickly found her name, the Dragon's Winged Angel. But why would the Dragon-Winged Angel hold himself hostage on the battlefield when he has always been self-dedicating and ignoring the mundane affairs of mankind? And the name she had just had come up with no less than three times in the past few days, and it seemed that it was time to meet with this person.

Thinking of this, Vanessa was no longer anxious, but turned her head to look at the few dragon-winged angels beside her. They didn't hold anyone in their hands, but one of them seemed to be carrying something on its back, and when you looked closely, it looked like a person.

Who's that? Vanessa tried to turn her body towards the man, trying to see him clearly, but could barely see his black hair and dripping blood.

The hovering and falling gave the princess a stronger sense of vertigo, and this whirling feeling overshadowed all curiosity, and Vanessa couldn't help but vomit with gold stars in her eyes. This small commotion in the sky brought the Dragonwing Angels a scramble to dodge.

At last, the angry angeless threw the princess on the stone steps of a battlement, cursed aloud, and left angrily.

The Ji wind blew, and Vanessa stood up rubbing her sore shoulder.

On the steep towers of the castle, the rose crown flag flutters high, with the princess standing as the central point, the streets and alleys outside the castle and all the balconies are planted with thousand-petaled sunflowers that bloom all year round, and in the distance hangs brightly colored flags and the royal family crest, the family crest of the Delin family: two golden dragons ring a crown of fiery roses.

"I'm back?" Vanessa couldn't believe her eyes, her voice trembling, "I'm back in Neverwinter?" ”

"Yes, you're home." A slightly older voice replied to the princess. Vanessa followed the prestige, and a man in the golden robe of the city lord stood in front of her.

He had bone-white skin, a long straight nose, a pair of dark brown eyes that seemed to be two iron pills smashed into the eye sockets, because the nose was too long, his face appeared square and hard, his jaw was almost at right angles to his cheeks, and the corners of his mouth were closed to expand several circles of nasolabial folds to both sides, which made him look much older than his actual age.

"If I'm not mistaken, you must be Ivan the Damned." Vanessa didn't have time to lament that she was back in Winterfell, she found herself in the middle of another great conspiracy, which forced her to brace herself to face the man in front of her.

The person on the other side nodded, "You don't have to be wary of me, I have no ill will." He stretched out his right hand and led Vanessa down the stone steps. This is the inner city of Neverwinter, where Vanessa grew up - the royal palace.

The author apologizes: Recently, due to something at work and at home, it has been almost stopped for two months, I'm really sorry for everyone, from now on, as long as I have even a little time, I have to continue to write, and I promise to update it every day. Please forgive me for my previous irresponsibility, and please support me to write again, after all, this novel is my first novel, and I have written it for more than a year, and I can't let it go if I want to, and I have deep feelings for the characters in the play, and I don't want it to end here, please have confidence in me. Thanks again!

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