The poor boy looked even more emaciated, and he found that not only could he not get out of this damned cave, not even the nearest ice cave, and he was so weak from the blood loss that he was dizzy with every step forward. The prince saw no hope of life, so he walked back, his hands on the cold rock wall, his fingers and palms covered with chilblains, and his lips white and blue, faintly ominous purple.

Matt? Solanda was surprised in her heart, no wonder the soldiers recognized Matt as their prince, except for the fact that the real prince in front of him was slightly different from the orphan Matt except for his ice-blue hair!

Simon was the first to rush over, he knocked the cursed man over with his shoulder, Ivan's face almost touched the face of the woman in the hospital bed, Solanda realized that the woman's hair was actually ice blue, she raised her long sword, aimed it at the back of the heart of the man on the ground, and stabbed it down!

However, from the tip of the sword, it was not the sound of piercing the flesh, but the sound of the ground bounced into the air, Solanda pretended to be comparable to a man's arm strength, but the sword in her hand seemed to have a thousand pounds of weight, in the confrontation with her own master, her arm could not control the long sword, and her wrist was twisted painfully, and she didn't know what magic she had hit. The cursed man reflexively laughed under the sword, and gradually straightened up to watch the sudden danger, Solandar could no longer hold the hilt of the sword, and the long sword came out of his hand, piercing the top of the cave.

By this time, Simon had already put on the cloak for Prince Matt, and all that was left was leather armor and combat boots, and he angrily drew his sword at his waist and rushed towards Ivan the Cursed with a roar.

Well, since the face is torn, the killer must be killed.

Solanda circled behind Ivan and attacked with Simon, not giving the Cursed a chance to cast a spell. Ivan didn't say anything, he reached out to his waist and pressed it lightly, and pulled out a long, narrow and soft weapon, the blade was only three fingers wide, like a sword and thinner than ordinary iron swords, and the dancing was light and strange, and the cursed man holding the blade was like a different person, although his appearance was like a rusty chain mail and a broken body, and he did not have Simon's strong physique, but every blow Solandar handed out was blocked by his long sword or nimble movements.

Simon's two-handed sword was long and heavy, light and never unsheathed, Ivan stopped fighting him head-on after taking it twice, but wandered between the shadows of the two swords, and I don't know what kind of swordsmanship he learned, fighting like a butterfly dancing in the wind, no matter how hard Solanda tried, how fierce Saimen's anger was, the tip of the sword always brushed his robe, not hurting him in the slightest, and sometimes his spinning and counterattack could even make the iron swords of the two collide, playing a pleasant music.

The strange swordsman gave the invaders a good attack for a while before launching a real counterattack. The back of his sword struck the princess's thighs, shoulders, and upper arms three times, slicing through the magician's hair, and if it weren't for the mercy of his men, the thin tip of the sword would have pierced Simon's throat and picked out the princess's intestines.

"It's been a long time since I've had anyone warm up like this," Ivan spun around leisurely, dodging the magician's slash, and leaned forward to give the princess a dagger that swung in her face, "As a magician and a maid, you know a lot of things." ”

Solandar could hear the mockery in his words, and was even more amazed at how calm his voice could be when he faced the two warriors alone. We are not his opponents, the princess has to admit that there is no chance of winning any more fights, Simon's magic is cursed by Ivan, and he can't cast it at all, and he can't cast anything other than anger in the battle, and Prince Matt, who is not far away, is a waste man, and he can't count on it at all. Solanda closed her eyes and reluctantly gave up resistance, "Stop!" There is no point in us going on like this! ”

"He must die!" Simon roared, "Look what he's done to His Highness! With another blow fell, the splinter of ice on the ground stirred up the heights, and the planks that had once been Prince Matt's bed snapped.

"I'm just saving people, and your prince will be back to life in a while." The Curser explained calmly as he dodged the sorcerer's slanted sword.

"You're putting him to the test of wickedness! You devil! "The magician played like a real gladiator, but he avoided the lady in the hospital bed very carefully, not wanting to accidentally injure a patient.

But things always went in the direction that people didn't want to see - the thump had loosened the icicles dangling from the roof of the cave, and the largest of them finally shattered in the next blow and fell straight into the sleeping lady's face

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