Although my prison uniform was torn and tattered, I straightened my clothes and combed my hair a little. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info I held up the necklace with my name engraved on it and looked at it closely, and then pinned the sapphire key to the back of the necklace as well.

I was expressionless in the waiting room of the arena, closing my eyes and making final preparations. And the noise from the audience indicates that this will eventually be a sensational competition in the city.

To be honest, I still don't know why the king agreed to my request in the first place.

He could have left me alone and cut off my head. Why do you want to cooperate with me to make such a play?

Besides, the two of us know each other too well, and he should know that while he is good, he is far from my opponent.

I took a deep breath and shifted my position slightly. A cold wind blows from outside in the passage leading to the arena. I was thinly dressed, and my body quickly became a little overwhelmed. But that's nothing. If there is no interference from external forces, it is more than enough to deal with the king.

There was the sound of the bell tower ringing in my ears, knock, knock.

It's nine o'clock, and it's almost time to play.

The guards who guarded me asked me to pick and choose the one I had in the oratoryroom. I looked at them with a sneer, and turned to take a sword, which was still sharp, from the frame where the miscellaneous things were piled up next to me.

It's so cold outside!

I walked from the corridor to the arena, and the audience was already full, and everyone couldn't wait to see the moment when the king stabbed me, the "murderer", with his own hands. With my "grand debut", there was an instant boo on the field.

Haha, how much do people hate me? Obviously, I haven't done anything to be sorry for everyone.

I let the filthy and vulgar words reach my ears with a blank expression, and looked up at the sky. Although the sky at this time is dense with clouds, in general, it is still sunny.

I looked around the audience again, and found that Aonira, Hikari and Alexander had all come to watch the duel.

I saw O'Nila's expression hesitant and struggling, and there was no doubt that the struggle between me and Rand was something she didn't want to see. I also know that she is the one who is the last to see us kill each other. The rest of the audience glared at me angrily, as if they wished I was going to die right now.

I took a deep breath to calm my organs, which were shivering a little from the cold. The king had not yet entered the arena, and I only felt that I was shivering in the cold wind, and my right hand was beginning to be a little numb again.

In the end, it's the king, and it's going to be late at such a serious moment, and the shelf is really big.

I sighed in my hands, thinking like this, but my eyes couldn't help but look into the audience. Finally, near the passage, in a hidden corner, I saw a familiar figure.

Gray finally wanted to come and see me.

Since he was sitting near the passage, the wind was a little strong, so there was no one in the seat next to him for the time being. He is dressed very solemnly today, not the colorful contrasting colors he usually has; His expression was calm now, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking. I thought it would be good enough for him not to buy some popcorn to watch the fun, but now it seems that he still has some humanity.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

What's wrong with you? Could it be that at such a life-and-death juncture, what I thought in my heart was whether the old man came to see me to die?

Although I didn't want to admit it, I knew that it was my own constant confirmation that I had been abandoned by everyone. That's the cowardice in my heart. It is because of cowardice that I have to constantly check whether there is anyone who is willing to be on my side.

It turned out that I was far from being as strong as I thought.

At this point, the audience began to erupt in cheers.

I looked back and saw a man slowly walking out of the exit on the other side of the arena. Wearing short armor and wearing a helmet and binding hair, who would it be if it wasn't a king? It was a stark contrast to what I was wearing.

"Coward, finally dare to come out?" I laughed sarcastically, and the audience immediately boiled over when they heard my words, and it was nothing more than those words.

Rand looked at me with a somewhat unpleasant expression, as if he couldn't quite accept the tone of my voice.

He silently closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then said, "Let's start." ”

I smiled slightly, and felt my hands go a little numb again, what the damn weather! The sword in his hand was as cold as ice, and he couldn't hold it.

As soon as I lifted my hand, the sword spun in circles in the air, and then fell into my hand again. I gently stroked the sword with two fingers of my left hand, and the long sword in my hand burst into flames in an instant, and then the entire sword body began to burn brightly, burning all the time.

The audience at the scene immediately gasped, but Rand's expression was very calm. He looked at me coldly, and took two steps back. Sensing that he was about to make a move, I quickly got up and rushed towards him, the sword in my right hand stabbing directly at his head. The firelight on the sword made a beautiful arc behind me.

I know he's not as fast and reflexes as mine, so I'm sure I'll be able to stab him with a single blow, and even if he doesn't die, I'll definitely be able to hurt him.

As if he could see my movements, he dodged sideways. Taking advantage of the movement of his leaning back, I quickly grabbed the armor on his chest with my left hand. Rand noticed something was wrong and leaned back sharply.

But it was too late.

The moment my left hand touched his breastplate, the flames began to burn his body. Rant's eyes suddenly showed a cold light, and he suddenly raised his left hand quickly and swiped in front of my eyes, I only felt a sudden cold in my left hand, and subconsciously let go of my hand.

Taking a few steps back, I saw that Rand's cuirass had burned to the ground, with only a few fragments of debris falling to the ground. On the inside of my left arm, there was a scratch about ten centimeters long, although it was not very deep, but it was still bleeding, and I couldn't stop it.

I calmly looked at the short knife that appeared in his left hand at some point, and said in a voice that only the two of us could hear, "I didn't expect you to start using this kind of trick to win......

With a blank face, he threw away the dagger that was still stained with my blood, and wiped it on his body.

I looked mockingly at his bandaged arm, and I knew there was a seal there, a demon's seal. It seems that he still wants to be face-saving, and he does not want to put that sin in front of others. But what if the seal was exposed to the public at this time?

Thinking of this, the corners of my mouth began to rise involuntarily, and the king was clearly aware of my intentions, only to see his pupils shrink, and his left hand involuntarily began to shrink back.

Yes, it's not enough to be free, I want him to be ruined!

Isn't he rare to stand at the top of power?

I want to see if the peoples, when they know that their beloved King has betrayed him to the devil, will continue to support him with the same sentiment as before!

I silently tore a strand from my already tattered prison uniform and tied it to the wound on my left hand, but my right hand began to become paralyzed by the cold, and even the sword in my hand could not be lifted and fell to the ground.

The audience seemed to be excited again when they saw my powerlessness, as if the king's victory was close at hand!

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