(My head hurts...)

"Are you awake?" A cold voice sounded in his ears, and Constance Dante's eyes slowly opened, and at this time he was not in the cramped cockpit, but lying on the soft bed.

And the cold woman was sitting at Constance's bedside, watching him quietly.

And Constance Dante did not speak, not because he did not want to, but because the effect of the anesthetic was fading, and the pain in his whole body was like a thousand steel needles pricking his nerves.

"Don't try it, your whole body is already falling apart." Vivien still maintained a cold tone, different from Sophia's indifferent indifference, her indifference was a kind of cold that rejected people thousands of miles away, and people couldn't help but have an urge to stay away.

Constance Dante only felt that his memory was very confused at this time, and for a while he recalled the previous crazy battle, but he felt that it was so unreal, and the last memory was just that he frantically stabbed the armor-piercing heavy sword into the body of [Crimson Night] with a bloody face.

"Where's Sophia?" Enduring the excruciating pain, Constance Dante asked.

Vivien was stunned and said, "People like you can even care about others." Perhaps, you have really changed. ”

"She's my sister!"

"She's fine, it's just a fever, it's fine. It's you, and the bleeding from your internal organs can kill you at any time. No wonder people say that knights are crazy, and you, the knight king, are the craziest of them all. Vivien said coldly, although she was mocking, but the woman didn't show any expression at all.

For some reason, the woman in front of him made Cons Dante feel a sense of familiarity inexplicably, although the girl named Vivian was three or four years older than herself, but that face slowly overlapped with the girl in her memory.

It's too cold, but this temperament is completely inconsistent with the memory, this temperament is innate, and it can't be cultivated.

Seeing that Constance Dante was silent, Vivien suddenly smiled, like a stream unsealed in early spring, although her appearance was only ordinary, but this cold temperament made her smile more dazzling than ordinary people.

But after all, it's just the air on the plateau, thin and cold.

"Now you're squeezing your power with your life. Do you know? Vivien looked at the hanging bottle above, the blue unknown drug entering Constance Dante's veins, she knew that this drug could speed up the healing of human wounds. But at the same time it is also destroying the human body, it is a forbidden drug that squeezes the potential of the human body, its damage is irreversible, Constance Dante lost at least three years of life, and how long is this weak teenager?

"I know. When can I act? "Considine has no sorrow or joy, he does come again, but he has no intention of the so-called throne crown, he just wants to use the sword to open a path to happiness for his sister, nothing more. These injuries are just the price of happiness.

"What a madman," Vivien murmured, "it doesn't lie with me, nor with you, the time to assassinate the king will come sooner or later." And, even now, can you really be sure to kill the [Herod Butcher]? ”

"Win or lose by three or seven points, Grand Duke Tudor has a seventy percent chance of winning." Constance Dante replied. For some reason, Constance Dante was more than willing to talk to Vivien like this.

"It's a desperate statistic." The woman let out a cold teasing. Cons, Dante, on the other hand, had no frustration or fear.

"For a gambler, this winning rate is enough, there are few things in this world that can make you 100% sure, and sometimes, even if there is only one percent hope, a gambler will catch it."

"What's more, you happen to be the craziest gambler in the world." The girl's cold gaze swept over, and she suddenly stood up and prepared to leave.

"It seems that Your Highness is still as crazy as you were ten years ago, if that's the case, then he can rest assured."

"Have we met before?" Vivien was about to open the door when there was a slightly surprised voice from Constance Dante behind her, Vivien did not look back, but said lightly:

"Perhaps."

"Probably not."

・・・・・・

The Findel district was now scorched, and the black shadows of the Knights of the Holy Armor destroyed the land of the Herod again and again, destroying countless Byzantine buildings, domed basilicas, ancient Roman squares, and statues mercilessly burning.

But even so, the Herodians' resistance was not quelled and could be destroyed, but the Herodians would not give in. In every ruin, there will be an attack by the resistance army at any time, countless auxiliary soldiers of the kingdom have been killed and shot, and there are even desperate Herod knights who rushed to the kingdom with ** tied up.

"I thought that after destroying their hopes of retreating, everything would be solved. But it's far more troublesome than we think! Stanrett sighed softly, such a large casualty had greatly damaged the vitality of his Knight. But looking at the Tudor Archduke surrounded by soldiers, his face was full of bamboo. The more this happened, the more Stanrett felt that he could not see the city of this highness clearly. Although he still looks cynical, there is a bloodthirsty lion hidden in the body of that young man. Thinking of this, Stanrett shuddered in his heart.

"Your Excellency, Commander," said the young man named Ether, with a warm face like a spring breeze, and lightly jumped off his horse and walked in front of Stanret. Stanrett hurriedly saluted.

"Your Highness!"

"It's not okay to go deep alone like this!" Ether chuckled softly, "The Holy Armor Knights have a monopoly on power, and they are in a high position, maybe Your Majesty is trying to use the Herod to get rid of you!" ”

“！！！”

Ether's voice was low enough only the two of them to hear, but it made Stanret's heart tremble. , He reluctantly smiled and looked at the Tudor Grand Duke in front of him and said, "Your Highness is serious." Since His Majesty sent His Highness to accompany Wechen, how could he push Wechen and His Highness into the Jedi together. ”

"Do you really think that old Baldwin thing really has any good intentions?" The young Grand Duke's originally perfect face suddenly burst into a terrifying smile, "The force that wiped out a dozen knights before has not appeared until now, guess what are they waiting for?" ”

Looking at the terrible face of the Grand Duke Tudor, Stanrett shivered unconsciously, and subconsciously shook his head, under the breath of this king, although Stanrett has also been bloody on the battlefield for decades, but that kind of killing was completely suppressed by this noble boy. This is the innate temperament of the superior.

Ether looked at the leader of the Holy Armor Knights in front of him, and suddenly smiled slightly, as if what he said was just child's play, looked at the gloomy sky indifferently, and said:

"It's waiting for the moment when you cut off the head of a lonely person!"