No way!

Is this still the Aunt Margaret I know, the dream lover in the eyes of countless Holy Roman Empire Grand Dukes?

Auntie, didn't you tell me from a young age that you had little interest in any man in this world.

Especially Father Roman I, who broke your heart.

Why, why is it just that Ludwig is so special!

The flowers in your lily palace are going to cry, aunt!

Anastasia's eyes widened, looking at Her Majesty the Holy Roman Empire, who was serious and nonsense, and her head was about to turn into mush.

"Hello, I'm Ludwig."

"Civilian, the unsuccessful student of the Vienna Academy of Fine Arts."

"Actually, I only met Anna yesterday, but she helped me a lot, so I made an agreement."

"I'll be responsible for keeping her safe for a while, that's why I'm dueling with you."

Compared to the aunt and niece, the empress of the Holy Roman Empire and the princess of the Eastern Roman Empire, Ludwig was much more honest.

He really didn't have anything to hide.

Born innocently, he grew up in an ordinary town, and he came to Vienna to apply for the Academy of Fine Arts, and then failed.

In order to earn living expenses, he went to the Vienna Forest to hunt mushroom pigs, and then met Anna's aunt Marie, who chased after him, on the black market.

"Civilian...... This. ”

"When you were a child, were you hugged by a big man who grew very tall and strong, like a northern hairy bear?" Margaret had a strange look on her face.

You have a talent for swordsmanship, who would believe you if you say you are a civilian.

"No, why do you all ask the same question, do I look so much like a northerner?"

Ludwig looked at the aunt and niece, who did not seem to have a big age difference, in bewilderment.

Niece Anna is about thirteen or fourteen years old, and her aunt should be under twenty years old, more like sisters than aunts and nieces.

If you look closely, the contours of their faces are indeed very similar, and you can tell that they are related by blood at a glance.

However, Anna's face is still a little ungrown and slightly green, and her aunt Mary is already a first-class beauty.

Compared with Bonaparte's canaries, Aunt Mary has a calm and determined beauty.

As she said, she was born into a knightly family in ancient Rome.

"No, it's just that I know such a messy guy."

"Ludwig, try again."

"This is not a duel in front of the gods, just a contest between private individuals."

"Just like you and that Bonaparte."

Margaret threw a Roman dagger from her cloak and took out an identical dagger herself.

In ancient Roman times, the standard weapons used by the Roman legions, which were once invincible in the world.

Sixty centimeters long, it is very heavy, and it is a weapon used to deliver a fatal blow after entering a close engagement.

Many people always have the wrong impression in their minds that the tragic wounds caused by slashing people with swords and blood are pouring out, symbolizing the horror of war.

In fact, it's not the slash that's really deadly, it's the technique used to upset the opponent's balance.

A stab, especially a sword in the chest and abdomen, is far more fatal than a slash.

Especially in the era of cold weapons in ancient Rome, as long as the middle of the chest and abdomen was pierced, it was basically cold.

The Roman dagger that Marguerite took out was the most standard weapon of war in ancient Rome, and it also implied the inheritance of ancient Rome.

As Her Majesty the Empress of the Holy Roman Empire, Margaret was dressed in some of the most luxurious equipment in the world, and this pair of Roman daggers was invaluable and a true treasure inherited from ancient Roman times.

Its weight is completely beyond the scope of the short sword, and the Damascus metal used is more than ten times that of normal steel due to the mixing of unknown extraordinary materials.

"No wonder it's so heavy......"

Ludwig tried this weapon, which he had never been qualified to use, and it was inscribed with early Roman writing.

Ludwig's "God bless Rome." ”

Margaret's "Rome is the world." ”

Rome's double-star sword, one of the orthodox proofs of Roman royalty, is a rare treasure both in terms of historical value and its own material.

However, Ludwig did not have time to learn any ancient Roman heraldry, and naturally he did not recognize that this was one of the royal symbols of the Roman era, the "twin stars of Rome".

Roman I, the emperor of the Eastern Roman Empire, has always been obsessed with this pair of Roman daggers, and Margaret will not throw him.

Giving one of these daggers to Ludwig signified the full approval of Her Majesty the Empress of the Holy Roman Empire.

"It's light......"

Ludwig flicked his wrist, the weight of the Roman dagger was extraordinary, but it had a natural fit in his hand.

"Because it's you...... will feel light. ”

The arc of Margaret's mouth couldn't help but rise.

Only the transcendent bloodline can exert the power of this pair of Roman twins.

Because the person who forged this pair of daggers was a Roman god blood emperor who was particularly keen on striking iron, the third generation of "Caesar * Octavian * Julius * Augustus * Constantine".

His Majesty the Emperor has spent his life collecting materials with extraordinary characteristics from all over the world, and then trying to create equipment for the Transcendent Bloodline.

Eighty percent of these experiments failed, and only a handful of successful works were successful, but each of them became a treasure in the Roman royal collection.

Taking a deep breath, this time Margaret was really in full swing at the beginning.

Straight lines appear in the pupils, and the entire pupil shrinks, changing colors, like some big cats.

Auntie, this can't be more serious!

Holding the left sword, one of the twin stars of Rome, Margaret's boots automatically changed from high heels showing Her Majesty's figure to steel boots.

This is also a top-level transcendent type of equipment, and the acceleration equipment with this extraordinary characteristic in the entire world can be counted on one hand, and most of them are from the historic Roman royal family.

"Pegasus Boots" is a boot that stimulates the player's footstep power in a short period of time and gives them explosive speed.

In the battle of the Black Market, Her Majesty the Empress of the Holy Roman Empire was completely caught off guard by Ludwig's first attack, and a whole set of luxurious equipment on her body was destroyed before she could launch it.

And now, she really wants to use the power of all her equipment.

Pegasus boots for acceleration on the soles of the feet.

A ceremonial dress woven from extinct ice silk.

It looks heavy in the hand, but when it really activates the power of the Roman Divine Blood, it becomes extremely light.

An ice crystal gemstone hair accessory to stabilize the mind and keep you calm.

Simple but not simple, the value of this equipment is more than enough to buy the entire Vienna Academy of Fine Arts.

Almost all equipment traits are related to "acceleration".

Extreme speed and explosiveness, this is the fighting style of Her Majesty the Holy Roman Empire.

On the other hand, Ludwig's eyes were as calm as ever, and his deep pupils even gave Margaret the illusion that she was about to be devoured.

He can see clearly.

This speed is at least twice as fast as in the black market duel, and it is the highest speed I have now!

No, it's not enough, this kind of speed can make him miserable to beat Roman, but it's not enough to beat Ludwig!

I'm going to be faster, faster than the wind, faster than the sound!

Margaret gritted her teeth, and the nerves and muscles all over her body were carrying out her strong will.

And with her incomparably fiery will, some incomparably strong chains really loosened some of the cracks.

She could clearly feel that her feet were generating a steady stream of power, and the blessings that seemed to come from the will of the world.

"Whew!"

Anastasia watched in amazement as Aunt Margaret's boots sparked on the ground, the result of further bursts of speed that were too powerful.

In Ludwig's eyes, the "absolute zero time" on Margaret's body, which had not changed at all, had a visible interference with the distorted fragments of time around her.

Margaret's own "absolute zero time" is still there, and it is the traces of time that pervade this world that have been changed.

"Absolute Zero Hour" absorbed some of these traces, causing Margaret's speed to increase dramatically.

Now, Margaret is the fastest unit in the world.

Faster than a steam tank, faster than an airship, faster than a propeller aircraft that is still in the experimental stage.

With the flesh and blood of a human being, the barrier of the speed of sound was broken.

What a great talent.

This world is really full of wonders.

Perhaps, the "absolute zero hour" talent in her and Anna also has higher potential.

Her use of these time fragments was only in its infancy.

If it continues, it can be faster and stronger.

Ludwig raised the Roman short sword in his hand, and this time even he admitted that if he still had a fruit knife in his hand, he would not be able to stop Mary's blow.

"Ding!"

Inherited from ancient Rome, the twin stars, two short swords, one of the orthodox symbols of Roman royalty, are intertwined.

Flash!

What Anastasia saw was a golden flash tearing through the earth, a straight line of speed that fascinated her.

It was Aunt Margaret's thrust, the most traditional lore move of the Roman short sword.

One plane, one turn.

This is a move that does not belong to the Roman dagger, and it is so complex that it needs to complete dozens of unloading and spinning rhythms in a second, and it is a whimsical move performed by Ludwig.

It's this change of rhythm again!

How the hell is it done!

Margaret, who had the fastest blow in her life, was bounced away by Ludwig, but she was not Bonaparte, and the Pegasus Boots stepped on the wall and instantly used her strength to kill Ludwig.

It resembles a dancer dancing in the air, and its movements are elegant.

Ludwig gripped the twin daggers with his backhand and swung diagonally.

Sword Wind!

The vacuum-blade-like cut created by swinging the sword with extreme speed is invisible and deadly.

It has a larger killing range than a steam gun, and it is a fantasy swordsmanship that is almost impossible for mortals to achieve with flesh and blood.

"Ding!"

Margaret drew her sword again, this time with a slash.

With the help of the terrifying wild instincts of the Roman gods, she judged the unseen sword wind trail and sliced it open.

I'm getting stronger!?

Margaret was surprised to find that after being knocked unconscious by Ludwig and observing his incredible fishing meditation posture, her mastery of the power of the blood blood of the Roman gods had taken a qualitative leap.

This feeling of rapid progress was last when she was in penance on the African continent after her defeat at the hands of her father.

Sure enough, she longed for her opponent, eager to be able to attack against all odds and fight against a strong opponent.

Originally, his younger brother Roman was supposed to be that opponent, but now the two of them are Her Majesty the Empress of the Holy Roman Empire and the other is the Emperor of the Eastern Roman Empire, and they can no longer fight freely.

With Ludwig, Margaret returned to her girlhood, to the time when she longed every day to become stronger and challenge her father.

This is not just a description, but the power of the Roman divine blood in her body has indeed begun to improve again.

Now, with every breath and swing of the sword, her body recalls the thrill of her time on the African continent.

Ever since she became the Empress of the Holy Roman Empire, she could no longer remember what she was like.

Until this moment, Ludwig's sword made her feel the deadly sense of oppression, the unwillingness to fight her father no matter how desperately she could not see the dawn of victory.

"That's a ...... I'm so old, I haven't grown at all. ”

After returning from penance in Africa, Margaret, who had planned to challenge her father and declare that she had obtained the inheritance with her own hands, saw the scene where her dreams were shattered.

Perhaps, from that day on, her growth stopped.

The nightmarish world war of white phosphorus was neither sacred nor Roman, and in the end it led to the disintegration of Rome, the unification of the world.

For a hundred years from the World War of White Phosphorus to the present sunny calendar, Margaret felt like she had a long dream.

In the dream, she was not free at all, not happy at all.

Only after dealing with government affairs every day, can you get a little quiet in the knee pillows of the maids of the Lily Palace.

It's been more than 100 years, has it been so long since you came back from Africa?

Why, I feel that this 100-year period is like a passing moment, full of unreality.

In the past hundred years, there are few things that can leave a deep impression, until the encounter with Little Thea.

Only now with the Roman Twin Shortsword, standing here and fighting Ludwig, does it look like the real her, the real Margaret.

"What the hell is going on......"

For the first time, Margaret was vaguely aware of something unusual in the world.

"Am I dreaming?"

"Or have I been wasting my time for more than a hundred years?"

Clenching the Roman twin dagger in his hand, Her Majesty the Empress of the Holy Roman Empire took a deep breath and looked at Ludwig on the opposite side, and then at Anastasia behind her.

Really, how did you really wake up until now?

What mission of the Holy Roman Empire, what duty of the Empress, she didn't like it at all when she was a girl, didn't she?

It was because of her father's entrustment that the Roman royal family had to bear a sense of historical responsibility that made her, the princess of the Purple Hall, have to inherit the huge inheritance of Rome.

It was too heavy for her.

It wasn't until this moment, the second duel with Ludwig, that she finally woke up from a dream and found her true self.

"It's really, it's almost a lifetime since I was confused."

Margaret shook her hair, her hands gripped her dagger in both hands, her pupils constricted again.

The momentum is different?

Ludwig looked at Margaret on the other side with some surprise, who was almost like two people just now.

Speed, can it be a little faster?

In the past, this was the limit, and the speed just now broke my record for the fastest.

But why do I feel like I can be faster and freer?

The smell of the wind, the instinct of hunting.

God's Blood...... The golden cat.

In my mind, it seems that something is emerging, and I am only a piece of paper away from touching the truth that belongs to me.

Ludwig slowly lifted the twin dagger in his hand, and made a rare defensive drive.

Now is the time!

A flash of inspiration flashed in Margaret's mind, and her body pressed down very naturally.

It was the pose of a ferocious feline, ready to strike a fatal blow at its opponent.

"Auntie, you!"

Anastasia looked at the incomparably familiar smell emanating from Margaret's body in amazement, a very kind smell.

This time, instead of a straight line, it's an almost golden arc.

It is obviously a Roman short sword, but it gives people the feeling of sharp claws tearing everything.

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

Triple terror claw attack, the strongest triple of Her Majesty the Holy Roman Empire, Ludwig took over.

However, Ludwig, who received these three short sword tearing attacks, also took three steps back, which was the first time that Ludwig chose to retreat in the two battles.

Right!

That's it!

I could have been faster!

It's not my limit, the world can make me lighter and more agile.

Obviously she couldn't see the cat ears and cat tail on her head, but Margaret just felt that she had those special actions that could help her complete special actions that humans would never be able to do.

However, before Margaret could burst out at a higher speed, Ludwig counterattacked.

"Huh!"

Multi-layered time sense slash!

Incomparably smooth, incredibly free continuous slashing.

Twenty-four consecutive slashes were only the limit of that tool fruit knife, not Ludwig's.

Incise!

Separate!

The absolute sense of time swordsmanship of 1,000 frames per second, after getting the Roman Twin Star Short Sword given by Margaret, showed his true edge in this world for the first time.

Ludwig had never used such a good weapon in the past, nor had he ever encountered an opponent who required him to use such a level of absolute swordsmanship.

Her Majesty the Empress of the Holy Roman Empire was the first to experience for herself the true horror of Ludwig's swordsmanship.

Left? Or right?

Up, or down!?

Why, you can change the trajectory of a slash like this almost in defiance of gravity!

Your wrist, won't it break?

After receiving the thirty-first slash, the twin star shortsword in Margaret's hand could not withstand the strange and varied force of the slash, and was knocked out of her hand.

The sharp dagger blade, brushing Margaret's snow-white neck, stopped.

"It's a shame that I still haven't hit five more slashes."

Margaret combed her hair, and the battle of less than a minute opened a door to a new world for her.

Hold on to thirty-one slashes, it is already her super level explosion, and now after the outbreak has passed, her feet are weak, and she is about to lose her position.

"Well, it was supposed to be thirty-six consecutive slashes."

"This weapon is very useful."

Ludwig looked at the Roman dagger that had been used for thirty-one consecutive slashes without any traces of shattering, and nodded, expressing his rare praise for this dagger.

Twenty-four consecutive slashes are the limit of ordinary metal, and with each additional slash, the requirements for weapons will rise, which is the value of Ludwig's own experiments.

"One hundred gold pounds, sold to you."

"This is a preferential price only for you, and it is 20% off."

Her Majesty, drenched in sweat and panting, smiled and pinched Ludwig's cheek, giving a price that was so friendly that it was almost for nothing.

No way!

Auntie, one of the treasures of the Holy Roman Empire, the Twin Star Shortsword!

A symbol of the blood of the Roman god that is not worth enough to describe it, you will sell it cheaply for a hundred gold pounds of cabbage?

You know, I just made Ludwig tens of thousands of gold pounds, which is about the same as giving away free money without money!

"Well, Anna, pay Mary."

Ludwig, who was not good at words, nodded, fair trade, Tong Su was not bullied.

"Be kind to this sword in the future, this is my first gift to you, it has a special meaning."

"Also, learn more about Roman culture, the style of this sword is ancient and has a special meaning."

Margaret looked meaningfully at Ludwig, representing the future of Rome's Juggernaut.

It's just that the weakness caused by the overrun burst is far beyond her expectations.

How hard the sprint just now, how hearty the fencing with Ludwig was, how fast the world came.

Her feet were completely weak, and Margaret, who had lost her strength, fell completely and was hugged by Ludwig.

The warm fragrance and warm jade in his arms were completely different from when he knocked Margaret unconscious, which made Ludwig's eyes a little dazed.

"Ahhh

"It's all your fault, Ludwig!"

"How are you going to take this responsibility!"

"In this way, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out of bed all day!"

"If you let others know, it's not as simple as going to Siberia to grow potatoes

Anastasia's mournful screams resounded throughout the small courtyard.

"It's going to be fine, you or Mary."

"Because, I will protect you."

Ludwig took a deep breath and hugged Her Majesty the Holy Roman Empire in the manner of a princess.

It's incredible, I've always been alone, and it turns out that there are people who need to be protected, and this feeling is not bad.

Also, Mary's body is so soft.