Under the wooden wall and earth barrier, the corpses of the demonic beasts were piled higher and higher, and the rows of wooden spikes under the base of the wall had long been gone.

The corpse of the demonic beast on the top layer was trembling, and an unwilling roar came from the pile of corpses, thinking that the demonic beast below that was not yet dead was still struggling.

Stephanie looked at the bloody sight, her body shaking involuntarily, but the haughty nature of the girl did not allow her to retreat.

"The Red Rose Knights obey! Kill with me! Replicating the movements and tone of her father, Charles, Chatfanie gave orders to the warriors of the Order.

The first herd of monsters to cross the trap was not so dense under the consumption of bows and arrows, magic, and warriors on the wooden walls.

Even compared to the initial density, it can now be said to be very sparse.

So the warriors did not hesitate, ignored Charlison, who was shouting loudly from the wooden wall, and obeyed the orders of those to whom they were loyal.

The first wave of the warriors' charge paid off, and they formed a formation in twos and threes, almost all of them were killed.

Chatfanie breathed a sigh of relief, a confident smile on her face, and thought to herself, "These monsters are just looking ferocious and terrifying. ”

"Keep rushing and killing, and push the monster horde back!" Chattfanie exclaimed excitedly.

The morale of the fighters has increased dramatically, and they have advanced even more.

Stephenie was not willing to be lonely, drew out a delicate long sword that had not seen blood, and used her family's dragon footwork to rush out.

The Maiden's fighting style is simple and straightforward, similar to the brightest rising star of the empire she longs for.

In other words, Chatfanie was imitating Philia, imagining her killing posture and constantly swinging the sword in her hand.

As the daughter of Emperor Charles, the strongest man in the empire, Chatfanie has excellent talent, plus being in the largest aristocratic family in the empire, she can have the best education and the best resources, and the girl's swordsmanship is very exquisite.

She is extremely confident in herself, not only because of her character, but also because she has really worked hard.

In order to become the person she longed for, the girl kept honing her swordsmanship, and even got Charles's personal appreciation.

Stephanie pulled her sword out of the skull of a demon wolf once more and exhaled softly.

The first time she went to the battlefield in person, the first time she killed a monster, the girl quickly adapted to her body and the rhythm of the battle, and felt that victory was within reach.

So she stared at a huge tiger that had just jumped from the trap.

The tiger was more than three times the size of the ordinary red-backed forest tiger, with blood-red fur on its back, and terrifying claws and saber teeth.

Stephanie looked at it as if she were looking at a satisfied prey, adjusted her breathing, and rushed towards the demon tiger like an arrow on tiptoe.

The girl felt that she was hunting, but from the angle of Charlison on the wooden wall, it was undoubtedly a reckless and impulsive act.

Because Charlison noticed that the key trap laid by Roger was gradually losing its usefulness.

In the multiple locations of the trap, those magical beasts that couldn't jump over actually ran straight over!

It's not that they're able to run in the air, it's that the trap that was already deep was finally filled with the beasts that had fallen inside.

Charlison wanted to rush over and bring Chatfanie back, but the second prince was not good at force, he was only a junior magician, and rushing over would only become a burden to the warriors.

Because of his cautious nature, Charlison did not send the best of the army to support, and if these elites who served as captains had a bad pool, the combat power of the army would be seriously affected.

So he shouted hoarsely, hoping that his sister would hear his cry and come back quickly.

But he was wrong, and Chatfanie did hear Charlison's cries, but the maiden only thought that he was interfering with her fight, frowning and disdainful.

It wasn't that she didn't trust Charlison's judgment, she just trusted herself too much.

People often refer to this character as pride, or conceit.

It is precisely because of this overly conceited personality that she makes impulsive moves.

The trust in her own strength, the yearning for the person she longs for, and the rebellion against her comfortable situation, this is her conceit.

Stephanie drew her sword and fought with the giant tiger for dozens of moves, but did not achieve results.

This red-backed forest tiger is not as violent as those previous monsters, those tiger eyes are cold and full of killing intent, whether it is a claw attack, a tail whip or a bite, it is not impatient or impatient, and it is very orderly.

But Chatfanie was impatient.

The girl first went to the battlefield and won successes, but she was hindered in front of a tiger, and she was proud to not allow this to happen.

"Hmm......" once again staggered with the giant tiger, and under the full force of Chatfanie's attack, he finally stabbed the sword into the huge tiger's body, and he was also slapped on the arm by the powerful tiger claw.

The claw didn't shoot solidly, it was just the tip of the claw, but the tip of the claw, which was longer than Chatphone's entire hand, left a terrible wound on her arm that was deep and bone-seeing, and blood gushed out in an instant!

It was Chatphonenie's sword-wielding arm, the foundation of her vaunted swordsmanship, and she couldn't even hold the sword.

The giant tiger did not rush to attack, it stretched out its scarlet tongue and licked the shallow wound, and looked at the girl who dared to challenge it playfully.

Unable to endure the teasing look of a brute, Chatfanie switched her sword and was about to continue her attack, when she heard a familiar voice.

It was the most lively and youngest knight in her order, but at this moment, the lively voice was extremely miserable, and the boy's screams came to an abrupt end.

Stephanie turned her head to see the young knight's lower body slowly fall to the ground, and the upper half was nowhere to be seen.

At some point, her Red Rose Knights were shattered by the impact of the demonic beasts, and the battle array was deformed, and the warriors fought hard.

Chatfanie watched as those familiar people fell one after another, and the screams one after another, like needles, pierced her proud but not so strong heart.

Conceit never leads to good results, and she should know that from an aristocratic background.

The conceit made her have an unrealistic self-esteem, and this self-esteem, which was a little heavy on her, made the guilt in her heart swell unprecedentedly.

This is a mistake caused by oneself, this is the consequence of one's own willfulness, and this is the bitter fruit of one's own selfishness.

"This injury is nothing at all! I'll kill this brute and lead everyone back! The girl cheered herself on.

Chatfanie gritted her teeth and rushed towards the giant tiger again, her sword was still sharp despite the change of non-dominant hand!

But the sword momentum is only the result of long-term training, and the girl's movements are no longer agile, and her attacks are no longer confident.

Chatfanie noticed that her sluggish hand was not a side effect of the injury.

The root cause of the sluggishness of her hands and the loss of her legs and feet is that she is denying the foundation on which she is building.

She was feeling guilty, and she began to doubt herself because of the guilt. While conceit is not crazy, conceit can also lead to misfortune.

Now that the guilt in her heart is constantly destroying her, and the fear hidden in her heart is constantly attacking her, Chatfanie, the proud girl, gradually begins to understand something.

She was wrong, she shouldn't have been, and she gradually understood it.

She was being dragged down by a force, and she did her best not to let herself fall like this, denying herself while denying herself.

And then...... The powerful tiger tail whipped into her chest like an iron whip.

"Hmm...... It hurts, no, it doesn't hurt at all! Stephanie struggled to her feet, vomited a mouthful of blood, and rushed forward again.

However, when one denies oneself, one is doomed to failure.

The red-backed forest tiger easily dodged Chatfanie's uncertain sword moves, and a pounce pressed the girl to the ground!

The claws cut her ribs and pierced her abdomen, and the physical pain made Chatfanie twitch, but the mental pain made her regret even more.

"I messed up......" she thought.

The imminent death made her feel the speed of her life, and when she finally realized that she had failed, she admitted her mistake.

I should have listened to my brother and stayed on the wooden wall, and I shouldn't have led the team to rush out, if it wasn't for my own recklessness, this kind of thing wouldn't have happened.

The death of his subordinates is a mistake caused by himself, he is simply rotten, even if he dies here, he deserves it!

But the battle is not over.

The red-backed forest tiger looked at Chatfanie playfully again, the strong hostility gave the king of the forest a sadistic pleasure, and instead of killing her directly, he pulled out his claws and looked at her like a stuffed animal.

In the face of death, Chatfanie realizes her mistakes and reflects on her mistakes, but even so, she still won't admit defeat!

She still doesn't plan to give up her pride and dignity, even if she deserves to die, she won't deny her dignity!

Chatfanie got up again, lowered her head and shouted in a deep voice, "Miss Ben, I must get rid of you!" ”

"Huh!" The sword swept over, and in response to her was the painful howl of the red-backed forest tiger.

Her body, which was able to fight even when she was seriously injured, achieved the greatest effect when she chose to trade injuries for injuries.

It wasn't a wise thing to do to give up her defenses, go all-in, and hit back when the opponent attacked, but it was the best plan she could take right now.

"The last blow!" Chatfanie sprinted and attacked, however, taking advantage of the gaps in the attack to counterattack, the chances were equal on both sides.

She and the red-backed Lin Hu aimed at the opponent's neck at the same time, and the idea of giving the opponent a fatal blow was agreed.

Charisson, on the wooden wall, looked at his desperate sister, tears welling up in his eyes. He regretted his hesitation, knowing that he should have sent troops to support him.

And Charlista, who has always had a bad relationship with Chatfanie, has disappeared in place, rushing to her half-sister who often contradicts her.

There is a huge gap between the size of the girl and the giant tiger, she is so small, how can she resist it? Charlithon now wished that someone could save Chatfanie from the clutches of the tiger.

His wish came true.

A teenager who falls from the sky interrupts the duel between the girl and the giant tiger.