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The well-trained soldiers maintained their formation, fought in tandem, and chopped the frail living corpses to pieces. Even though there was a huge disparity between them and the living corpses, they still had the upper hand.

"yes, knock them in the head!"

Jusis waved the broadsword in his hand as he pointed at the others. It was as if he was still the Knight of the Round Table who commanded the city's defenses.

The smile on his face made him think that fighting with the soldiers was the happiest thing in his life.

Before he knew it, Jusses had taken over Char's command. And the soldiers also consciously obeyed the order. This is enough to prove that Jusis is a natural leader.

Char could only smile bitterly and silently slash the living corpse on the side to dispel the dissatisfaction in his heart.

The number of living corpses is rapidly decreasing. The knights were not killed or wounded. It's been a one-sided battle.

Victory is in sight.

Now that he knows that Evanson is about to lose, Eric needs to get the information he wants before the living corpses are completely destroyed.

He believed that, with Evanson's character, he would get an answer this time.

"Now tell me where the real princess is?!"

Eric threw the question again. Ignoring the surprised gazes of the knights, he waited silently for Evanson's answer.

Anthrite was looking at Eric like a fool. Apparently she didn't see any point in asking more.

"Exorcist Hunter Kid. It seems that I can't kill you today, so I'll allow you to live a little longer. That voice sounded regrettable.

"But I also want to praise you, you are indeed very clever, and I will tell you some information when I know that you are about to lose. Because making others feel bad is the happiest thing for me!"

The living corpse laughed again. Eric told the others to stop attacking the living corpse that spoke, and waited quietly for it to finish laughing.

waited until the laughter of the living corpse was over, and then opened his mouth again.

"Listen, of course the real princess isn't here. She will be buried in the royal arena today!"

After saying this, all the living corpses stopped attacking and stood in place together, laughing out loud at the same time. For a moment, the sound of maniacal laughter echoed through the hall.

Eric's hairs stood on end.

"Eric, what is he talking about? What real princess?"

Jusis on the side asked puzzled.

Eric muttered to himself as if he hadn't heard.

"The Royal Arena... Papitt... Fake princess... The princess will die... The real princess will die because of the fake princess!"

Eric seemed to understand something.

But since Evanson Ken told him this information, it showed that he had no time to report it to Papitt anyway.

At this point, it is up to Papitt to see through the conspiracy on his own.

"Hey, I think you need to explain!"

Eric is seen communicating with a living corpse that only two people can understand. Anthrite was naturally unhappy that she was kept in the dark, and she yelled at Eric.

Unexpectedly, Eric suddenly turned back to her and asked.

"If Pylos goes to war with the Holy Capital, what are the chances of victory?"

Ha?

Anthrite's mouth opened wide, indicating that she didn't understand what Eric was saying.

......

Padit has reached the finish line.

Now, he could stick his dagger into the poor scarecrow at any moment. As long as he does that, he can immediately end the damn additional test and take the inheritance into his pocket. and made a princess of the kingdom his fiancée.

"What is he waiting for?"

In the audience, there were endless voices of puzzlement.

Even the princess in the stands frowned faintly.

A cadre of nobles also felt very puzzled. Heir of Pelos, what's going on.

Who knows, Papitt is now completely in a state of thought.

He thinks it's all too smooth. Although the rules of this additional test seem to be very unfavorable to him at first glance, the princess's help to him everywhere is very abrupt.

Plus the note that Eric left behind......

Since the person who helped him is a fake princess, where is the real princess?

This is obviously not something that Papitt can think through right away.

But he didn't dare to follow the impostor princess's wishes to carry out the exam. As long as the exam is not over, he still has time to think.

But Papitt forgot about a guy. A guy who took the extra test at the same time as him. Because he was too far ahead just now, he left Michelle as a competitor behind.

Michelle was naturally furious when he saw that Papitt had reached the end of the line but had not plunged his sword into it. In his view, Papitt's doing so was a clear humiliation.

I remember that in the old fable of the kingdom, there is a story called "The Tortoise and Hare Race", in which the plot is very similar to the current situation.

Michelle doesn't want to be a turtle. Because even a smart turtle is still a turtle. So, he's going to trample the rabbit Papitt under his feet.

It would be a good idea to forfeit his immediate inheritance.

Michelle is getting closer and closer to the finish line. But if he got closer, Papitt would have realized his presence. The distance advantage will make Papitt sword faster, and then he will have no chance of winning.

Michelle is calm. He understands that now he has only one way to win.

He threw the sword in his hand. The sword went straight at the scarecrow.

If this sword hits, it will be him Michelle who will win! And miraculously turn defeat into victory!

Papitt moved.

He didn't stab the scarecrow with his dagger. In that case, he will undoubtedly win faster than Michelle.

Papitt stood in front of the scarecrow and allowed the sword to plunge into his abdomen.

Blood instantly stained his clothes. But he still stood and did not fall. It seems that something is waiting for.

The audience looked at each other. They felt that it was completely unnecessary for the Pelos to do so. Obviously he could easily win, why did he use his body to block his opponent's sword?

Papitt's behavior also startled Michelle. If he just wants to prevent himself from winning, the price will be greater.

A moment later, Michelle came to Papit's side and looked at him with complicated eyes. Although he can't understand this guy, Michelle, who is the heir to Langton, needs victory to prove himself.

He was going to pull the sword out of Papitt's abdomen and plunge it into the scarecrow. In this way, the victory is his.

"Hey, you're Princess Amanda's childhood sweetheart, right?"

Papitt suddenly spoke with blood-stained lips.

Michelle didn't expect that at such a time, the other party would still make small talk with him. He couldn't help but start thinking again: Is he going to give up his marriage contract with the princess to himself?

"That's right. We've known each other since childhood. ”

He replied, raising his head in smugness.

Papitt then added, "Then you must protect her!"

There seemed to be a magic in his words that made Michelle refute. As she spoke, Papitt reached out with a trembling hand to pick up the face of the scarecrow behind her.

Michelle saw that a white face was revealed inside.

"Amanda?!"