"You're here!" At the door of the cabin, a gruff voice roared, followed by the crisp sound of chain mail colliding with each other, "With your little lover!" ”

Vanessa's worst fears finally came to her - the other party challenged herself as the real Sorenda. She got up from the haystack and deliberately didn't touch her sword. The knight of the hatch was at first unsure whether to come in or not, but now that the princess had no weapons, he stepped into the threshold and closed the hatch.

"Franken? Banks," Vanessa recognized the knight in front of her, his stocky stature and thick black hair, a trait derived from the matrilineal part of his surname, and his mother was a famous courtesan of the Free City-State, with mystical roots of the Old East, "I remember that you had a younger brother. Vanessa was going around in circles, she had learned from the conversation of the knights that his brother had died in the Sand Knights, and now Banks had come to seek revenge against her, no need to ask, it must have something to do with Solander.

"You watched him killed by the Blood Wolf Guard, and you still came to ask me?!" Franken roared angrily, "Now, take up your sword, and I'll get justice for my brother!" ”

"You're prepared," Vanessa said, pointing mockingly at Franken's chainmail, "and looks quite chivalrous." The knight blushed at the words, but his anger remained the same, and he was not much recoiled by the ridicule.

"Pick up your sword and we'll have a fair duel!" The knight affirmed again.

"A fair duel," Vanessa repeated quietly, "according to the rules, it would have to be witnessed by other knights, Maureen, do you mind—"

"Don't even think of going out!" The knight guarded the hatch and pointed his sword at Vanessa, "You don't want him to ventilate for you!" Only one person will make it out of this hatch alive today! ”

"So, the rules of the duel have changed, why hasn't anyone notified me?" The sword appeared at her feet, and Vanessa reached into the straw mat until her fingers gripped the hilt. Looking up again, the princess saw that the knight had noticeably taken half a step back. Ha, he's scared of Solanda. How can I take advantage of this?

But before Vanessa could come up with an idea, Banks had already rushed over. A heavy blow from top to bottom, almost dislocated Vanessa's arm holding the sword, the knight was also startled, he didn't expect Solanda to be so vulnerable, and then turned around to pick up the sword, the blade of the broadsword and Vanessa's long sword struck, the tip of the sword and the blade of the sword were beating with pale sparks, until the hilt of the sword, Vanessa barely blocked the knight's blade, and at the same time lowered her body, picking up the sword to fight back, she and Solanda exchanged only appearances, and the real body under the appearance was still the weak and thin Vanessa, when she really killed and slashed, No clever words came in handy, and the princess felt the bitter taste of bile in her mouth, hot and cold, sweating profusely, and even her sword-wielding hand trembled.

Don't panic, crouch, listen, Vanessa and the angry knight went around in circles, Banks no longer tempted, concluded that Solanda was not as brave and invincible as rumored, he was eager to win, broadsword narrow wind and rain, a few swords even split the large wooden barrel containing wine, the wine flowed out, and suddenly the smell of wine overflowed, if it was usual, or when Vanessa was still a man, she would have laughed twice, but now except for panting and passively beating, she has no time to think or move.

The wine soaked into the boots, reaching the ankles, and it was cold and biting. The princess loses more and more battles, and gradually gets cornered, where there is no barrel to provide cover, no straw to distract the knight, and to make matters worse, Banksy is a veteran of actual combat, and if it is not for a sneak attack, it will be difficult for you to take advantage of him.

There was wine everywhere, Vanessa couldn't keep an eye on the flow of wine while fighting Banksy, and finally, after another round of slashing, she made a fatal mistake - the soles of her feet slipped, and at this time the god of fate abandoned her again, and the waves pushed the whaling ship sharply, and the princess lost her center of gravity and threw herself straight on Banks's sword, the broadsword pierced straight into the heart and broke out from behind the vertebrae, Vanessa's eyes widened as she watched herself being pierced by a sharp blade like cotton, Banks looked at the sword in his hand with the same horror, not believing that the victory had come so suddenly.

"No-" Matt suddenly rushed over like crazy, slamming his body into the stunned Banks, he helped Vanessa to sit down against the wall, his movements were as light as if he was holding a baby in his arms, "It's okay, you hold on, I'll save you." The prince bit open the scar on his wrist and dripped blood into Vanessa's mouth.

"Let me die," Vanessa struggled to squeeze out a smile as blood spilled from the corners of her mouth, "I won't die, they won't give up," she pointed to Banksys, "he's the first, but not the last." ”

"Don't speak," Matt braced the princess's head hard, "drink my blood, you'll be fine," he yelled at Banksys as he turned back, "what are you doing?" Help me pull my sword out! ”

Banksy kept his face composed, but finally walked over, he looked at Vanessa with a smile, "Maybe you are responsible for my brother's death, and the suffering you have suffered now has been repaid." He turned his head away from seeing the princess coughing up more blood, and he said to Matt, "You hold her down." The prince pressed Vanessa's shoulders to death, and as the knight snapped, the broadsword and the sound of squeezing were drawn from the princess's belly, and the severed spine scraped the sword with a terrible clang, and Vanessa shuddered and screamed loudly.

"Shh," Matt reassured the princess, "it's all right, Vanessa, you'll be fine." ”

"Vanessa?" Banksy froze, "What do you call her?" ”

"I call her Vanessa, you idiot." Matt finally couldn't help but speak, "She's your second princess, not Sorenda!" ”

"That's nonsense!" The knight jerked up.

"They fell under the spell and swapped identities. That's it. Matt fed Vanessa his own blood as he briefly explained to Banksys, "Now please go out, I'm going to heal her." ”

"Who are you? Why do you make me believe your words? ”

"Actually, you're starting to believe it, right?" Vanessa smiled miserably and coughed up more blood, the sword must have pierced her vital organs, even with Matt's blood, she looked pale and weak, "How could the real Solandar be defeated by your sword in three moves and two moves." She pushed Matt away and tried to sit up straight, "Maybe Sorenda doesn't remember the Banksy brothers among the many knights, but Vanessa does. When I was 8 years old, I was taken by my father to watch the knights practice, and he wanted to train me to be another Solander, but I was not interested, and I threw fruit at you from the pear tree outside the fence, and your brother stabbed you by mistake, and I was so frightened by you that I fell down the tree and broke my knee. ”

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