The Mad Hat cut through the formation and glanced into the distance.

Anriel's mount was no ordinary horse, and the Mad Hatter had not been able to outperform its mount, and it was unrealistic to expect to wear out of horsepower at this distance.

So he did not pursue at all.

And the poker soldiers surrendered directly when the army formation was destroyed and the main general fled.

"My lord, what do they do?" One of the knights stepped forward and asked, the other knights had gathered most of the rout.

"Killed." The Mad Hatter spoke calmly.

"This ......" The knight hesitated a little, after all, the White Queen did not kill.

"I said," the Mad Hatter's gaze finally focused, nailing it to the knight, still in a loud voice, "Kill." ”

The knight's heart sank, and he bowed his head and saluted: "Yes!" ”

Returning to the queue, the knight took a deep breath and drew his sword: "Ready!" ”

The knights drew their swords in silence.

The captives began to agitate, and some poker soldiers began to storm the knights' line.

But with their weapons taken away, they did not do anything to the well-equipped knights.

"Put!" The second order didn't wait long.

"Whew"!

There was a neat swing of the sword, and then the heads of rows of poker soldiers fell.

There is no blood flying, it's like just chopping a row of paper dolls.

On a serious battlefield, it even looks a little funny.

Then the headless corpses of the poker soldiers pounced, kicking up a cloud of dust.

It didn't stimulate the senses, but Alice found it so weird that it upset her.

"Vomit—" Alice retched as she covered her mouth.

"Who?!" A knight on the side turned his head and asked, but the sword in his hand stabbed directly into the grass.

"Wait! Own! Own! The Cheshire Cat hurriedly lifted his cloak.

The knights did not let their guard down, but faintly surrounded the two, but did not make any more moves.

The Mad Hatter stepped forward, glanced at him, then turned his gaze to Alice, staring at her for a moment before looking back at the Cheshire Cat, "Why are you here?" ”

Cheshire Cat opened its mouth, no longer jumping off when talking to Alice, and said in a low voice, "Long time no see, Nick, I want to see the White Queen." ”

The Mad Hatter's expression didn't change: "Reason? ”

The Cheshire Cat hesitated, but said, "I've found Alice." ”

The Mad Hatter's eyes sharpened and he looked at Alice: "She? ”

The Cheshire Cat shifted and stopped Alice and the Mad Hatter, "Yes, that's her." ”

The Mad Hatter narrowed his eyes and tapped his own scabbard.

The knights took a step forward in silence, their swords raised.

The Cheshire Cat was furious: "What are you doing?!" ”

The Mad Hatter ignored him and whispered, "Take him away." ”

Two knights stepped forward and grabbed the Cheshire Cat.

The Cheshire Cat snapped into his cloak with a sharp look.

Alice pressed his hand, "No, Mr. Cat." ”

The Cheshire Cat looked back and was a little stunned: "But ......"

"Don't." Alice interrupted him again.

The Cheshire Cat looked at her and lowered her hand in silence.

The two knights were not too rough either, but only symbolically grabbed his arm: "Please don't embarrass us, Mr. Cheshire Cat." ”

Cheshire Cat and Alice looked at each other for a few seconds, and Alice smiled, "It's okay." ”

Cheshire Cat nodded silently, and then left with the two knights, only to finally look back at the Mad Hatter and say coldly, "If you dare to touch a hair of her......"

The Mad Hatter's eyes fluctuated, but he still didn't speak.

The Cheshire Cat closed her eyes, her expression twisted in pain, and when she opened them again, she looked at the Mad Hatter as if she were looking at a stranger again: "Remember, Hatter, don't touch her." ”

Then he strode away without looking back.

The Mad Hatter and Alice watched the Cheshire Cat walk in the direction of the White Queen's Castle, only to retract their gaze when they were out of sight.

The Mad Hatter looked at Alice, who had not yet recovered from the excitement of the slaughter of the poker soldiers, her face was a little pale, but her gaze was firm.

"I know you." After a while, the Mad Hatter spoke, his voice a little hoarse: "The knight of prophecy, Alice. ”

Alice pursed her lips and didn't speak.

The Mad Hatter's eyes were like knives, as if he was going to cut Alice open and look at her heart.

Alice did not bow her head under duress, but looked up.

The Mad Hatter continued, "Everyone believes that you are the hope of defeating the Red Queen, but I have some doubts. ”

He stared at Alice and stated the facts coldly: "You have not been systematically trained, and your body is not strong; He has not practiced martial arts and is not proficient in swordsmanship; You don't even have the determination to face the enemy because you can't even kill. ”

The Mad Hatter sat on horseback and looked down at Alice indifferently: "Please tell me, do you think you can kill that evil dragon with you?" ”

Alice looked at him for a long time, then lowered her eyes: "I'm just an ordinary little girl. ”

The Mad Hatter's eyes grew more and more indifferent.

"But ever since I entered this strange world, I've been told: 'Alice, you're the hero of the prophecy and you're destined to slay the dragon.'" Alice didn't stop talking, "When I saw the March Hare, he was taken to try to get me away, and it must have been the Red Queen's soldiers you said were doing. ”

"I had to run away, and then I met Elankoth, and she told me that I was 'that Alice,' and then she got moving, saying she was going to gather the people, and sent me to the Cheshire Cat's door."

"There's still no way I can save Mr. Rabbit because I don't even know the way." Alice paused.

"Then I came across a book that told me that I was 'Alice,' so I could do things that no one else could."

"Then there was Mr. Cheshire Cat, who also told me that the Red Queen's palace was dangerous, and that it was not for one person to break into, so he brought me to the White Queen."

Alice breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the Mad Hatter, "You're the first to doubt if I can kill the dragon." ”

The Mad Hatter was noncommittal: "They are too superstitious about the oracle calendar. ”

Alice nodded, then shook her head again, and smiled: "Actually, when you questioned whether I could kill the evil dragon, I was relieved, because I was just an ordinary little girl, since you said so, then, it's okay if I don't have to fight, right?" ”

The Mad Hatter showed an unsurprising look on his face, but a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, but there was no coldness in his voice, and he said calmly: "Of course, you have no reason to fight, you don't need to fight. ”

"Nope." Alice equally calmly rejected the Mad Hatter's words: "I have found a reason to fight." ”

Her tone hardened, "I'll kill the dragon." ”

The Mad Hatter narrowed his eyes: "What did you say?" ”

Alice looked at him, not at a disadvantage just because she looked up, and there was a stubborn will in her eyes: "What you did was not right." ”

The Mad Hatter was stunned and pointed back to the bodies of the poker soldiers, "You mean this?" ”

Alice nodded: "It's not right to kill...... At least, it's not right to kill someone who can't resist. ”

The Mad Hatter pressed his hat, covered his face, and sneered in a low voice, "You pity them? Have mercy on your enemies? ”

Alice pursed her lips: "They are not enemies. ”

The Mad Hatter didn't want to hear it anymore, and he didn't even have the strength to explain to Alice why he killed the soldiers.

Just thought it was funny.

Come to think of it, the only reason he asked so much was that he might still have fantasies about the revelation of the oracle calendar, praying that Alice would be different from the other little girls.

Apparently he was overthinking, Alice was not a savior, just a little girl with unrealistic fantasies.

It's not surprising, he just ...... Somewhat disappointed.

"Take her back and live with the Cheshire Cat." He rode his horse back and commanded the knight on the side with a calm expression, and then paused: "Don't tell Your Majesty yet, Alice still needs to prepare." ”

He must not put the fate of the whole country on a little girl.

And also...... His hope for revenge.

The Mad Hatter straightened his top hat and shouted, "Collect the troops!" ”

The two knights dismounted, approached Alice, and reached out to grab Alice's arm.

Alice's expression was slightly cold, and a glint flashed in her eyes.

Youzhu held out her hand obediently, as if cooperating with the knights' actions.

The knights hesitated, but still grabbed Youzhu's slender wrist, but their movements couldn't help but slow down a little.

Youzhu's hand slid out of the knights' hands as smoothly as a fish.

The two knights were stunned, but Youzhu had already drawn their swords.

The knights were shocked and angry, and they all grabbed Youzhu's hand.

Youzhu leaned over, and the knights grabbed the air, and she stepped forward, and the blade of her sword lifted and pressed against the knights' throats.

Unmoved, the knights continued to grasp Youzhu, who, like the Mad Hatter, did not believe that such a weak little girl could kill them with a sword.

There are beads in the eyes of Gu Jing without waves, but he exerts force in his hand, and the sword edge pushes forward a little.

The knights did not dare to move again.

They could already feel the coldness and pain in their throats clearly.

There was no blood, but the cold front of the sword weapon was colder than expected.

Youzhu did not use the cutting method to send the blade into the knights' skin, but used the method of "cutting".

It's easier and, more importantly, lets the knights know that the skin on their throats has been cut.

The little girl in front of her wasn't joking.

She was capable, and not afraid to kill them—Yuju told them with a calm gaze.

The Mad Hatter heard the noise behind him and looked back.

Then I was a little stunned.

How could his knights have been captured so easily by a powerless little girl?

But the stiff posture of the knights, who did not dare to move, told him that this was the truth.

He met Shangzhu's gaze, and then frowned: "Who are you?" ”