"The Holy Land must once again march along the path of the ancient paladins, using the sword to obtain land for the plough of the Holy Land, and daily bread for the people of the Holy Land!"

- King Arthur

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In the sky, three Knights Templar ships opened fire, shooting down the winged monsters that kept flying. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Occasionally, a few wing-shaped monsters that passed through the dense fire network also "snapped" into the blue protective shield that appeared around the battleship without warning, and without exception they all crashed like a piece of meatloaf, splashing a puddle of green slurry and falling straight down from the sky.

In the triangular protected area formed by three warships, the small Crusader airship flew smoothly in the air, and there was no threat at all.

On the battleship that opened the way at the front, Geraint glanced back at the Crusader's airship, gritted his teeth, and made a "cluck" sound, really unwilling.

Frey, who was on the Crusader airship, and Geraint, who gritted his teeth, held the speech in both hands as if he were facing a great enemy, and read it to Elizabeth in front of him.

After reading it again, it was basically smooth, but Elizabeth still frowned.

"This is not good, it is obviously a speech to fight back against monsters and witches, this momentum can't let the people hear your determination and show some momentum."

I was even afraid that Frey would be so nervous that he would be speechless when he was stared at by countless pairs of eyes.

"Stand side by side." Elizabeth stepped forward and reached out and patted Frey's leg.

Seeing Frey put his feet together, he reached out another finger to pick Frey's chin, "The head is too low." ”

After correcting the stance of Frey's speech, Elizabeth walked up to Frey, held Frey's hands holding the speech with both hands, and moved down a little, revealing Frey's face that was blocked by the speech.

Elizabeth, who was tall and tall, could match Frey's gaze.

Frey, who was staring directly with Elizabeth, kept dodging his gaze.

Facing a woman at such a distance made Frey a little uncomfortable.

Elizabeth's hand holding Frey's hands was equally terrifyingly delicate.

As a woman in her thirties, not only does her figure keep her blood pumping, but her skin is also extremely supple.

Elizabeth's soft and warm hand even gave Frey the illusion of holding the hand of his sister Freya.

The face is also called Frey's blush, and the face that is maintained without wrinkles is like being able to pinch out water, but the demeanor does not have the youthfulness of a girl of that age, revealing a bit of mature intellectuality.

"Look me in the eye."

"Hmm......" Frey's face turned redder as he looked into Elizabeth's eyes, and the speech, which had been read smoothly, had begun to stutter.

It wasn't until a dozen times of practice that Frey looked Elizabeth in the eye and was able to read the speech smoothly.

But before Frey could catch his breath, Elizabeth made another move, which made Frey's heart beat faster.

Elizabeth pulled the speech from Frey's hand, took a step forward, and stopped in front of Frey, who was only a fist away.

"Uh..."

Frey was forced to subconsciously take a step back.

But Elizabeth stretched out a hand and grabbed the collar and came back, "Don't want to go, let me continue until I am satisfied." ”

This time, not only was Elizabeth suddenly removed the speech in her hand, but standing at such a close distance from Elizabeth, the smell of perfume emanating from Elizabeth also made Frey a little confused.

If you can't hear what Frey is saying, this distance, this posture, will even be mistaken for a shy boy confessing to the royal sister.

Frey read it intermittently, and the speech in his head was fragmented, all blank.

After dozens of more exercises, Frey was able to read out the speech memorized in his head smoothly without blushing and his heart beating.

But the femdom from Elizabeth was far from over, and as soon as she let go of Frey's collar, Elizabeth took another step forward and stuck directly to Frey, holding Frey with both hands.

"High Priest Elizabeth! This ......" Frey's calmed heart beat violently again.

The soft feeling of sticking to his body, holding his slender hands, really made Frey's mind go blank.

"I said, keep going, don't stop me until I'm satisfied." Elizabeth also put her head in Frey's ear and said.

As the sound gently touched the heat of Frey's ears, Frey's throat moved, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva with a "grunt", and his hands trembled.

Elizabeth heard the sound of Frey's saliva, and the touch of her trembling hands accidentally touching her thighs, smiled slightly, and also turned her head sideways, looking at Frey's face.

Listening to Frey's stammering words, Elizabeth's expression even had a little enjoyment.

He put his hands on Frey's neck again, and stared at Frey who lowered his head face to face.

It wasn't until she heard Frey's pounding heart slowly ease that Elizabeth took the hand around Frey's neck away.

"How? Still nervous? ”

"Much better." Frey looked at Elizabeth and didn't dodge it.

"Then do it all over again, and show momentum."

"Yes!"

After being trained by Elizabeth for a while, Frey read the script again, and in his words, he could already feel the feeling of the hairs standing up slightly and the blood flowing faster.

But after Frey's speech, Elizabeth did not leave immediately, but stood in place, her left hand curled up and crossed under her chest, the chest supported by the forearm looked larger, and the right hand held the cheek, as if waiting for something.

"Is there anything else you'd like to say to the High Priest?"

Elizabeth's posture of a little woman has no sense of disobedience.

"Uh-uh-uh...... Frey's breath quickened again, remembering what Elizabeth had done to him before.

Looking at Elizabeth's long legs in white stockings, Frey's body moved slightly, leaned forward a little, and grabbed his sweaty hands.

But still did not go to Elizabeth.

"It's gone." Frey left only these words, and turned to leave.

"The High Priest has helped you so much, you don't even say thank you."

Frey paused when he heard Elizabeth's words coming from behind him, and a drop of cold sweat ran down his head.

He almost made a mistake and pushed the "real" ruler of the Holy Land, which really scared Frey.

But what Frey didn't know was that after he had completely left the small room with only two people, Elizabeth also frowned and "sighed".

Elizabeth, who holds supreme power, is the first time she hasn't gotten what she wants.

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Underneath the battleship, the dense forest slowly disappeared and began to enter a vast plain.

The plains are covered with cracks and depressions, all of which are covered in grass.

Unlike the craters created by the explosion of the cannonballs, the cracks and depressions in the plains were visible to Frey as the result of a battle with a sword and blunt weapon.

"Is this the Greene Plains? The place where the Holy Land fought a decisive battle with the Empire. ”

The light left traces of the battle from the plains, and Frey could already make up the picture of the battle on the plains of Greene.

Exactly thirty years ago, in 2960, Arthur, who had succeeded his father as lord at the age of twenty, and his twelve Knights of the Round Table, led the Knights Templar in a decisive battle against the army of Charlemagne in this vast plain.

In the arduous battles of the decisive battle, the heroic Arthur was also constantly praised by the priesthood as "the heir sent by God to save the Holy Land", crowned as king, and became the hope of all people in the Holy Land.

When the currency is highly inflated, the people are starved and clothed, and the decay of the clergy can no longer be concealed, only occupation and plunder, victory and heroism, can make the populace, who have lost hope, fanatical, and turn the weapons originally aimed at the Church to the empire beyond the Holy Land.

"The Holy Land must once again march along the path of the ancient paladins, using the sword to obtain land for the plough of the Holy Land, and daily bread for the people of the Holy Land!"

When King Arthur concluded his speech with these words, the fanatical populace had long forgotten the cause of this misery and chanted along with Arthur, with only the rich land next to the Holy Land in their eyes.

Now Frey thinks about the speech in his head, how can it be similar, even the closing sentence at the end is exactly the same.

"The Holy Land must once again march along the path of the ancient paladins, using the sword to obtain land for the plough of the Holy Land, and daily bread for the people of the Holy Land!"

It's just that this time Frey and the others are no longer facing people, but those monsters who kill people outside the surface fortress without blinking.

The battleship continued to fly towards the royal capital, and the plains it passed through were covered with a large number of monsters, most of which were looking up at the battleships flying by.

Some of them have evolved to be highly intelligent monsters, and they have a bit of a sense of evasion, and have even begun to organize.

"Do you want to recapture the Y fortress that was lost a long time ago, and blow the horn of a counterattack?"

Although the clergy led by Elizabeth didn't care how many people would be sacrificed in this battle, let alone whether the threat of witches and monsters could be eliminated.

I just want to do the same and get the fanatical populace to help them through the referendum crisis again.

But as a participant in this operation, Frey's slightly furrowed brow also revealed a little worry.