It was as if time had stood still in this instant.

-- No one could see how the sword was cut.

Not even the flash of the blade was seen, and the long sword swept over the bodies of Duke Eric and Cremont in the next moment, as if they had suddenly disappeared from this world just now, and there was no trace at all.

Traces of white smoke rose from the silver-haired princess's arm, and the blade appeared on the right side of her body, as if nothing had happened, except that the position of the sword in her hand had changed.

"Dangchang!"

The great sword in the Juggernaut's hand broke in two, and the lower half fell to the ground in his stunned gaze.

Then the shirt between his chest and abdomen slowly parted, revealing strong muscles, and then a stream of blood spurted from it, splashing on the smooth mirror-like ground.

Some of them shot at the princess standing in front of him, but they were blown away by the storm halfway through, and not a drop touched the other party.

"Smack."

From behind him came the sound of objects falling.

Crémont was wounded, but still able to move, he leaped back with half of the blade in his hand, turned his head to look at Duke Eric, and found that his neck had been cut open, his eyes were wide open, his face was full of disbelief, and his two pupils had gradually dilated.

Although the sword just now did not seriously injure him as a sword saint, it really killed the Duke.

There had been some screaming in the crowd as the two of them moved, but now they were all silent.

The whole ceremony hall was as silent as death, a needle could be heard clearly, and no one dared to believe their eyes, the silver-haired highness who looked extremely weak actually shot to kill the Duke.

- And under the protection of a sword master!

"Good."

Cremont broke out in a cold sweat of pain, covered his wound with his hand, and said as he stepped back:

"It seems that what they say is true...... You are both a swordsman and a mage. And it's more powerful than I expected. ”

His tone was gloomy:

"But no matter how much you are favored by the king, and you draw a sword in the palace and kill a duke, you have already gone to a strange place, Your Highness the Princess."

After retreating beyond the raging storm, he straightened up and said in a loud voice:

"Although I have been rewarded by His Majesty the King. I was given the title of Juggernaut, but I was furious by today's events, Westminster was by no means a just country, and our king was not a just monarch, so I decided-"

"Cremont, you'd better think clearly before you speak."

The prime minister of the kingdom tidied up his clothes, walked out of the hiding place, and said with a stern face:

"I just read this article." He raised what was in his hand:

"There is ample evidence above that Duke Eric has privately expanded the number of troops under his command. Buying a lot of prohibited strategic materials and weapons, and secretly communicating with foreign enemies, he can be sentenced to death for any crime! ”

"What can some mere letters and essays prove?"

Cremont sneered:

"Even if His Majesty wants to investigate a great nobleman, he must first hold a public trial in the right place! Moreover, it is necessary to have the testimony of witnesses and conclusive evidence, and finally the execution can be carried out on a certain day; It is not the turn of a princess who has not yet been officially crowned to be sentenced to death! ”

"- I declare that I am leaving the Kingdom of Westminster from this day!"

He raised a hand and made a bold declaration to the crowd:

"The weakness and weakness of the kingdom law, and the disappointment of the king and the nobility. Got me to make this decision. ”

He looked at the discolored military leaders with a smug smile on his face. Out of his bosom took out a golden cross.

"Years ago, I received an invitation from Klein, the Protector Knight."

He threw a bombshell:

"Archbishop Fain also knows about this, and has given me a token on behalf of the Templars, as long as I hold this thing and declare my official departure from the kingdom, then I will be the deputy head of the Templar Order!"

Cremont put the cross down in his hand. laughed at everyone present:

"I'm sorry, guys, I know you can't bear to let me go, but I have decided to go where the grace can shine, at least there. There is no blatant murder by the evil princess, only justice and justice......"

"Axiom and justice, very good evaluation."

A broad voice sounded in the distance.

A chubby man came from the middle door, his gaze serene and peaceful, and he looked very kind; Everywhere he went, everyone saluted, and some even bent down deeply, their eyes full of reverence.

"Archbishop Fain."

Clemmont's face was full of smiles, and he greeted him with open arms:

"I regret that I did not listen to the teachings of God Sado sooner, and it is only today that I have come to my senses and thrown myself into the shadow of divine grace, and I hope that you will forgive my sins on behalf of the gods."

He was a well-known continental sword saint, and he didn't have to speak so flatteringly to a local bishop, but the shape in front of him forced him to do so.

If nothing else, just the large group of military warriors who wanted to devour him alive, as well as the hostile palace guards around him, were enough for him to drink a pot, not to mention that there was an unfathomable princess and her four terrifying black-robed guards standing not far away.

"God always forgives its believers, Lord Claremont."

Archbishop Fain said softly:

"But if you want to embrace the Divine Grace, it's best to report to His Majesty the King first, Truis welcomes any strong man who throws himself into his arms, but never breaks the rules of the nations."

As he spoke, he bowed his head slightly to the King of Westminster, and His Majesty recovered from his stupor, and returned a courtesy on the throne.

"My dearest princess, I have heard of your name for a long time, and today I finally have the honor to meet your true face."

Then the archbishop walked past the stunned Cremont, warmly approached the silver-haired princess, and held out his hands to her.

This is the handshake used by one party to the other when the two parties are on an equal footing, and it is clear that the archbishop treats the other as a being on the same level as himself.

However, the silver-haired princess looked at him with cold eyes, and did not mean to shake hands at all.

"Haha, look at my memory, it's really not as good as before, I forgot such an important thing."

Archbishop Fain withdrew his hand in disbelief, patted his plump head, turned and gestured to the back:

"Please forgive my faux pas...... I really wanted to surprise you today, so I ran to pick up your two friends, and the guide exceeded the agreed time. ”

In the direction of his arm, the sound of wheels scraping against the ground was gradually heard. (To be continued......)