The jazz roared, and thunder fell from the sky, shaking people's ears numb. Vanessa watched expectantly as the lightning struck Brant's head, but to his disappointment, Laclos's thunder was loud and less intimidating, and the prince only lost his helmet, his hair standing on end handsomely from the lightning, and the bronze helmet off his head, but it made him look even more formidable. Sir Laclos himself was not so lucky, and was cut in two pieces by Brandt's long knife, and his body fell into the arms of his attendants.

I can't put up with it any longer, "Reina! Vanessa looked at Brant, who was getting closer and closer, and yelled, "Shoot the arrows!" ”

That arrow, with all Vanessa's hope, so, be sure to succeed!

Time stood still at this moment, Vanessa stared at Reina's fingers, the "flare" on the arrow trembled slightly in the air with Feather, it was the antidote given to him by the magician Trent, hoping that it would help Brant regain consciousness in a minute, and give him time to transfer the poison from his body.

Brandt, no matter how hard it is for you to come to your senses and accept the facts in front of you, I don't blame you. As long as you can come back to me.

Vanessa's gaze was as she stared at the glare shining through the gaps in the leaves, through the dense branches, and through the knight's raised fingers, and at this moment it seemed to be back in the evening in the Land of Wine Valley, an arrow that flew at the same speed towards Brant's father, and that arrow, however, was deadly poisonous, and its effect was very different from that of today's arrow.

Bless your son, O silver king cleo, that this arrow will surely strike him in the temple and bring him to his senses!

"Bang!"

Vanessa stared at the glare that exploded on Brant's head.

Thank God. The princess let out a sigh of relief. Thanks to the lightning bolt that Laclos had just had, it struck off Brandt's helmet, allowing Reyna to hit the target with a single arrow.

A mist of magic with a halo of colorful light hung over the prince's head, making him unable to see anything clearly, but his mind was cool, his eyes were bloodshot and his temples were beating suddenly. He shook his head and nearly lost his footing.

"What's going on?" The prince threw away the knife in his hand, "I never use a knife. He looked at the corpses that were centered on him all over the ground.

"Brandt!" Vanessa pounced in surprise and handed over the paper and pen that had been prepared, "Quick! Write as I say! ”

"Vanessa!" Brandt hugged the princess in the same surprise, with a long-lost smile on his face, he wanted to hug her, wanted to hold her in his arms, but Vanessa firmly refused, "Why are we here?" ”

"There's no time, I'll explain it to you when it's all normal. Now, follow me and write—" Vanessa shoved the pen into the prince's hand, "transfer the poison in my blood to Solanda!" ”

The vast expanse of darkness that extended from the darkness of the roof seemed to have turned into several large black nets, enclosing the sides of the high throne. Whether they are really curtains or just dense shadows is impossible to tell with the naked eye. The throne itself is black, with the arms and backrest of the chair inlaid with precious stones or gold, emitting a faint glow. This throne is extremely large, and a big man will become a dwarf when he sits on it, which shows that this is not an extraordinary human size. There was no one in the seat, only darkness.

There are seven steps of red-veined marble steps in front of the throne. The little girl climbed the steps alone, which were wide and high, and she had to step on one step with both feet before she could climb another. She stopped when she reached the fourth, which was just the middle of the seven, and on top of it stood a large chunk of wood opposite the throne, the top of which was hollowed out. The little girl knelt down on her knees, bowed her head slightly, put her head behind the top hole, and knelt still.

A figure suddenly stepped out of the darkness on the right side of the throne, striding towards the steps where the little girl knelt quietly. He wears a white mask, a tunic white woollen robe, and wields a shining steel sword five feet long. He didn't speak, he didn't hesitate, and immediately put his sword together and swung it above the little girl's neck. The drums paused.

As the blade reached its highest point, a black-clad figure leapt out from the left side of the throne and leaped down the stairs, blocking the priest's sword-wielding arms with its thinner arms. The blade of the longsword glittered in midair. The little girl's white nape is bare, and her black hair is parted from the nape of her neck in two strands. Two black and white figures, who are faceless and dancers, face each other for a moment above the little girl who is still on her knees.

There was silence all around.

Vanessa woke up from her dream, her heart pounding.

"Miss Ilia?" Reina's voice rang out at the window, followed by a slight sound as he jumped into the room, "You're shouting her name." ”

"I dreamed that she was sacrificed to the darkness." Vanessa raised her hand to touch the corner of her forehead, her sideburns covered with sweat.

"She died contented," Reiner sat down beside the princess's bed, as quiet as the moonlight at the moment, "without the slightest pain." ”

"Brant's poisoning has disturbed me for a long time," Vanessa snuggled up in the archer's arms, "and I always felt that Yiqiē was not as simple as we thought. ”

"Sir Donald has already checked the people who had the most frequent contact with Brandt that day, and I believe we will have an answer in the near future."

"It's useless to tell me about my instincts," Vanessa struggled to remember the appearance of the hall in her dream, "Someone is using royal blood to create dark weapons. I don't know who is behind this qiē, but one thing I know for sure is that if we don't stop it, Brandt will be in danger again. Not only him, but all the crown princes of the six countries. "For some reason, the princess's thoughts at this moment also include that mountain dwarf." Perhaps," the princess sat up straight, "this is the miracle that the Wrath of Kings wants to show me?" She struggled to get out of bed and draw the temple in her mind, but was stopped by Reina.

"You've had no rest for a day and a night," Reiner pressed Vanessa's shoulder, "Fight and solve the puzzle aside, or we'll lose a good queen." ”

Vanessa smiled palely and shook her head, "Although Brant has recovered to normal in the past few days, I always feel that something is wrong, the other party's plan should not be destroyed so lightly, and now, the army is getting closer and closer to Winterfell, and my feelings are becoming more and more agitated, you say, could this be another trap cast by Ivan?" The princess's nails sank deep into Reina's arm, "He wants to take away my country, he wants to control him, he's crazy!" ”

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