"Is this your elder? Anna? ”

From the moment Marguerite walked into the hall where the black marketeers gathered, Ludwig felt that unusual temperament.

This is different from Anastasia, who is still a little young, as if she is just standing there, and she is naturally the center of everyone.

Anastasia, who was still young, needed the skill and movement of words, as well as the extraordinary material of the best black truffle, which she could achieve by simply taking off the cloak.

Even before seeing Marguerite's true face, Ludwig could be sure of it.

"Yes...... My aunt ......"

Anastasia reluctantly gave the answer, knowing that her game of playing "Anna" was about to end.

My aunt won't accompany her at home, this is the great Empress of the Holy Roman Empire!

"Oh, Anna, that's a lovely name."

"I am Marie, Anna's aunt, guardian of the royal gardens of Vienna."

Auntie, you are Her Majesty the Empress of the Holy Roman Empire!

Anastasia looked at her aunt with a dumbfounded expression on her face, is this the sun coming out of the west?

It's incredible, when I'm with Little Thea, I feel like I'm getting younger.

even, they began to join her and deceive people.

However, this is also because Ludwig, you look like you believe everything, and you haven't seen Xiao Thea's flaws?

Or do you think that her identity as a black market potions merchant is really unassailable?

Her Majesty the Empress of the Holy Roman Empire, of course, is also the guardian of the Vienna Woods, and this is not a lie.

Margaret looked at her little niece, who seemed to be dumbfounded, and smiled slightly.

"I don't want to be caught!"

"I want to be free, the black truffle belongs to Ludwig, I'm just selling it for him."

"These superb black truffles fell outside the forest!"

"Even if you are the guardian of the Vienna Woods, you have no right to interfere with how we sell black truffles."

Whisper - Auntie, you don't want your lies to be exposed, what kind of guardian of the Vienna Woods, it's not so deceitful to deceive.

"Even the black truffles that fell on the periphery of the Vienna Forest theoretically belonged to the Vienna royal family, and the royal family would buy them at an average price."

"It's not right to want to sell it on the black market without saying hello, I'm not allowed as the guardian of the Vienna Woods."

"Little Anna, you're foul."

Whisper - Little Thea, it's too foul for you to have so much fun by yourself.

I also want to try it, and I'm going to join this game.

"Auntie, you...... It's all ......."

Anastasia never thought in her life that the elegant and dignified and noble Empress Aunt in her eyes would have such a naughty and lively side.

This is Her Majesty the Holy Roman Empire who is more than a hundred years old, almost like her sister.

"If I go on, I'm really welcome, sweet little Anna."

"You haven't been caring much about me!"

Anastasia was stunned in seconds, whether it was force or power, the only person in the whole world who could fight against her aunt was her father Roman.

Her Majesty the Empress of the Holy Roman Empire is too self-willed!

As a result, the characters of "Aunt and Niece", "Mary the Mysterious Guardian of the Vienna Forest" and "Anna the Black Market Merchant" were set up in these three words.

A certain student of the Vienna Academy of Fine Arts, who was extremely dull and almost ignorant of money and politics, naturally had no idea how many negotiations this aunt and niece of Roman god blood had in these conversations.

"Auntie, I'm not going back!"

"I'm not your canary, I'm going to fly freely under the Roman sky."

"I'm going to do what I love, just like God wants to have Sundays."

"Sheen is my bodyguard and promised me to protect me during this time."

"That's right, Xin, this is not a hundred gold pounds, but five thousand, fifty times the profit, if you don't know how much you will have to lose."

Princess Anastasia's Secret Words—I'm going to have a good time this time off, Auntie, just leave me alone and let me play with Brother Ludwig this Roman holiday!

"No matter what kind of black truffle is the private property of the Holy Roman Empire, the people who bought black truffles in the past were also members of the royal family."

"As the guardian of the Vienna Woods, I need to punish you for stealing black truffles."

"All the money sold, confiscated."

"Children shouldn't learn to make money they shouldn't earn."

"You can't just trust others casually and go back with me."

Her Majesty Queen Margaret's code words - Little Thea, you honestly give me back, punish your pocket money, you are too naïve to trust others so easily.

"Is that what you're asking for?"

Ludwig couldn't read the code words between the two Roman royal bloods, but Anastasia's request was simple and easy to understand.

A short-term bodyguard employment contract, considering the sky-high price of those superb black truffles, you can agree to it.

Next, the tuition fees of the Vienna Academy of Fine Arts, and the living expenses of Vienna for three years are not lacking.

I really didn't expect that materials with some extraordinary characteristics could be sold for such a price, and the entire Vienna Library never recorded such a thing.

The information is not equal, so that Ludwig has an incorrect understanding of the underground black market and the transcendent bloodline.

"If you don't go back, you just don't go back."

"No matter how beautiful a room is, it can't match the air of freedom."

"I've long been bored with my aunt's house, and I'm going to come out to play!"

"Xin, protect me!"

Secret Words—Let me go, let me go, I'm going to play with Brother Ludwig.

"Children should be obedient."

"I don't punish you, as long as Little Anna goes home obediently and lets your father know that you are here with me, but I will be very angry."

Secret words - Little Thea, if you don't go back, the situation is not ordinarily serious, this is a serious diplomatic incident between the two major Roman empires.

Hmph, my father won't care if I go out to the jungle!

He also told me that when he was young, the imperial sister often did not see anyone for ten days and half a month, and at most disappeared for three months at a time before returning.

In the last check, she went to Africa to fight in the jungle and made a lot of money.

By the way, Roman I himself loved to hunt great white bears alone on the ice fields of Siberia, which was even one of the traditions of the Tsarist royal family.

At this point, there is no room for manoeuvre.

Margaret did not allow Anastasia to run away from home without protection.

Anastasia, on the other hand, had blind confidence in Ludwig, and felt that she could compete with her aunt, Her Majesty Empress Margaret.

It was because she had personally felt the strength of Ludwig's brother, the dangerous instinct that made her Roman god's blood stand on end.

Margaret also had this dangerous instinct, but she was far more powerful than Anastasia, and had accumulated an incomparable power in the hundred years of the history of the Holy Roman Empire.

It was something that was indescribable and inexplicable, but it was indeed in the blood of the Roman gods.

It is also the reason why Ludwig feels that it is "absolute zero time", but the gap between Anastasia and Marguerite is so huge.

Margaret in front of Ludwig does not represent her alone, but has almost half the world's "potential".

If it is an extraordinary world like the Yellow Springs World, just these gathered potentials can give birth to a ghost god.

"Looks like the negotiation failed."

"Then decide in the oldest way of the Viennese royal family."

"Let's have a win!"

The picture is poor, or Margaret has long been eager to try.

The oldest way of the so-called Viennese royal family is the method used to decide victory and defeat in ancient Roman times - "duel before the gods".

This is a way of winning and losing from ancient Roman times to the sunshine calendar, which has allowed countless knights to participate in it one after another.

Ancient Rome is famous for its entire human history, and it was for this kind of duel before the gods that it was built.

Even in the age of steam chariots and airships, duels before the gods were still one of the most popular things in Europa.

"Auntie, don't you ......?"

At this moment, Anastasia finally came to her senses, and her aunt was holding back her strength to fight Ludwig.

"The guardians of the Vienna Woods naturally have to do their part."

"Whatever you do to get the best black truffles out of the Vienna Woods, I'm responsible."

"I don't care about this money, but black truffles can't flow out."

"Xin, where is your sword?"

Ludwig shook his head, just to hunt a mushroom pig, even if it was a mutated mushroom pig with the strength of three bonapartas, and he still used a sword.

He took out his fruit knife and motioned to Anna's aunt on the other side to start at any time.

"Tsk, am I being underestimated?"

"Or ...... You don't think I have a good weapon on me? ”

"That's a big mistake."

Margaret raised her hand slightly, and a Hidden Blade instantly popped out of the ring on her wrist.

"Proof of the genre that only the top assassins of the Middle Ages Mountain Assassination Genre are qualified to inherit."

"Three popes in history have died on this weapon."

"It's sharp, it's rare in the world."

Ludwig looked at Margaret who explained the history of the assassination of the Hidden Blade to himself with some strange feeling, the duel had already begun.

Since you don't come, then I'll attack first!

Ludwig tapped his toes, and his figure disappeared from the room in an instant.

Hurry, too fast!

No other creature in nature can reach this speed!

My little Thea, you have truly discovered a great treasure!

Margaret took three steps back in a row.

In a one-on-one duel, the god-blood empress of the Holy Roman Empire can be forced back by three steps, and I don't know how many people will be shattered when this news spreads.

"Ding!"

Fruit knives and Hidden Blades intertwined, blasting out sparks of dazzling metal.

This inexpensive fruit knife, the tool knife that Ludwig used every day to cut fruit, today reached the pinnacle of his life.

It was only the first encounter, and both Ludwig and Empress Margaret realized it.

This enemy is far stronger than imagined.

The difference is that Ludwig used the "absolute sense of time" to feel the terrifying speed and explosiveness of Margaret's body.

And Margaret used her muscles and nerves to record Ludwig's weird swordsmanship.

What the hell is this!

Only by reaching the transcendent bloodline of Margaret's level can you truly feel the horror of Ludwig's swordsmanship.

You can't even realize it when you look through a telescope, and you can only understand what a strange phenomenon it is when you actually fight each other.

He, in that second, he hit at least ten or more attacks of different speeds and rhythms?

Is this normal, not normal!

How can the human body complete such complex changes in such a short period of time.

It's like if you're sprinting at a speed of 10 meters per second, and then lifting weights and smashing them down during the sprint, and then doing straight quadruple gymnastics, that's definitely not how human swordsmanship works!

In that battle with Bonaparte, I'm afraid you didn't even use a tenth of your strength!

Everyone was deceived by the vision, even her Roman god blood and bloodline looked away.

This is not the sword master of the Roman line, but the sword master art that I don't know how to explain it at all, and only Ludwig has mastered it.

Really good physical fitness, much better than Anna.

Ludwig was also surprised that Aunt Anna's physical flexibility, ability to withstand pressure, and explosiveness were second to none of his opponents so far.

His instincts were right, this aunt was really a strong enemy.

This is the first time that anyone has been able to keep up with his swordsmanship.

Each time, she reacted just right, not by her eyes, but by some pure combat instinct to block his attack.

However, this alone is not enough.

Because Ludwig's swordsmanship is not just the first attack advantage, but also completely defeats the opponent in the multi-frame rhythm change again and again.

It's just that in the past, Ludwig has never faced an opponent who needs him to attack multiple times in a row.

When fencing with Bonaparte, you even had to be careful not to exert too much force, otherwise one Bonaparte would have to become four or five.

So far, only Anna's aunt has taken all of his ten combos.

Tempo, accelerate!

The fruit knife turned into phantoms that the human eye could not parse, and this time it was a two-four consecutive hit.

With each combo, the power of the previous blow will be stacked, faster and stronger.

Only Ludwig, who saw the speed of time in the world decomposing in thousands of frames per second, could cast this incomparably smooth high-speed sword so freely.

In the same way, only the only transcendent bloodline in this world, the Roman Divine Blood, can receive Ludwig's twenty-four consecutive slashes.

Obviously only a few dozen square meters of room, the area between the two sides of the battle is even only a few meters, but in the eyes of Anastasia, who is watching the battle, this is the sacred ancient Roman Colosseum.

The one who challenged the supreme Roman divine blood was a sword master, the strongest legend under the blood of a god.

And she, Anastasia, the princess of the Eastern Roman Empire and the first heir of the Holy Roman Empire, is witnessing history.

The cold sword light was obviously just a fruit knife, but in Margaret's eyes, it was a sharp blade comparable to the sharp weapons of ancient Rome!

The Hidden Blade in her hand, made by a medieval master, even trembled and screamed under the continuous slashing of that fruit knife.

If it weren't for the fact that her nerves were fast enough and her body was strong enough, she would have collapsed in the first wave of ten consecutive slashes.

Her little niece, Anastasia, will definitely not be able to take that wave of ten consecutive slashes.

And even she, the empress of the great Holy Roman Empire, was almost paralyzed in her wrist after receiving the second wave of twenty-four consecutive beheadings.

What a terrible swordsmanship, what a terrible talent!

If he had held a weapon similar to Fran's Excalibur, and she had used a Hidden Blade, I am afraid that the first emperor in Roman history would have been killed in a duel by someone other than the blood of God.

However, that fruit knife should have reached its limit long ago.

In terms of material, no matter how powerful the swordsmanship is, there is no way to compare the fruit knife made of wrought iron with the assassination weapon modified by the greatest alchemist master of the Middle Ages.

The next round of attacks is the time to counterattack.

In a flash of lightning, Margaret had a strategy for counterattacking in her mind.

Ludwig frowned and glanced at the fruit knife, which was already overwhelmed by the material, and continued to attack without hesitation.

Hasten!

Variation!

Twenty-four slashes again!

Ludwig's fruit knife is at its limit, but Margaret's body is not infinite.

She needs to constantly adapt to Ludwig's multi-frame changing swordsmanship with absolute timing, which consumes several times more physical strength than Ludwig.

That is, the extraordinary bloodline of the Roman god blood, which can withstand such consumption, has to be the long-aged royal blood of Margaret.

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

In a series of stormy metal crunches, Ludwig's cheap fruit knife shattered, exactly as Margaret had expected.

Ay! I knew I would have given Ludwig a better dagger, I already have it on me!

Anastasia regretted pulling out an obsidian dagger from her cloak, a top-notch weapon mixed with transcendent materials, and invaluable.

Counterattack!

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

Margaret's Hidden Blade emitted an icy glow, and if she was given a tenth of a second, she would be able to lift her paralysis and place it around Ludwig's neck.

However, it was this tenth-second of stun time that Ludwig completely grasped.

He didn't hesitate to throw away the scrapped fruit knife, grabbed Margaret's wrist, and raised her hand, making the assassination Hidden Blade completely useless.

Counterattack!

Margaret's reaction was also extremely fast, and she didn't hesitate to pick up her slender legs and kick them towards Ludwig.

Ludwig tilted his head lightly, dodging Margaret's near-fatal kick.

By the way, he took the initiative to bump forward, disrupting Margaret's balance.

No one has ever said that the talent of absolute sense of time can only be used in swordsmanship.

Ludwig chose to use the sword only out of habit.

In fact, he would be the best at any weapon, even a steam gun.

The power of time is one of the most powerful forces in the world.

Ludwig could not interfere with time, all he could do was manipulate the frames of time he perceived, adapting his body to this unobservable distortion of time over the years.

The counterattack that Margaret had been planning for a long time was a warning in Ludwig's eyes, and it was not a surprise attack at all.

With time, you have everything.

In battle, the meaning of this phrase is that no one in this world can break through Ludwig's temporal realm in a head-on battle.

All of Margaret's counterattacks were seen through by Ludwig.

Pull up Margaret's wrist, and if Ludwig has another fruit knife in his left hand at the moment, he can even try a fatal crit through the heart.

That feeling of almost losing control made Her Majesty the Empress of the Holy Roman Empire feel an unprecedented crisis.

Will I lose?

No, it's not whether you will lose or not, it's out of control now!

Restore balance!

The spine writhed in a way that was impossible for a human being, and Margaret's foot struck her from behind in a way that bordered on the rules of the human body.

The whole body is bent at a graceful angle, like the neck of a swan.

And Ludwig's eyes are lakes that can accommodate black and white swans.

It's still so easy and simple.

It was as if Margaret's kick had already been seen in the future, and this beautiful and powerful kick was completely empty.

Spun, pulled again, Ludwig began to fully grasp the rhythm.

The hand that held Her Majesty Queen Margaret's wrist tightly was the fulcrum of everything.

Turn!

Margaret moved her body again, spinning in the air and kicking in a volley at a distance and position that a normal person would never be able to turn.

Ludwig naturally followed Marguerite's movements and turned his wrists, and the two worked together almost seamlessly.

No matter how unbelievable Marguerite was with her wrist, Ludwig used the hand that grabbed her wrist to see the move, and he didn't even breathe the slightest.

In contrast, Marguerite is constantly stimulating the power of her Roman divine blood, using all kinds of postures that violate human common sense, and overriding Ludwig to launch counterattacks again and again.

The room of dozens of square meters has become the stage for the decisive battle between the two sides.

It is obviously an extremely dangerous close-quarters technical duel, but it is like a princess's waltz, incomparably beautiful and gorgeous.

This, this is ...... Is my aunt actually going to lose?

The only spectator, Anastasia couldn't believe her eyes.

The myth of the invincibility of the blood and blood of the Roman gods is crumbling in front of her.

Only the blood of the gods can defeat the blood of the gods, which was firmly believed by everyone in the ancient Roman era, and it is also a truth that has been challenged again and again.

"It's over!"

With one hand taking Margaret's wrist with the Hidden Blade and the other on her slender neck, the knees of both feet pressed against the legs of the noble majesty, Ludwig declared his victory.

Well, it was the appearance of Her Majesty the Empress who was panting, red-faced, red-eared, and the mountains on her chest were constantly undulating, as if something was not quite right.