[Venue: National Royal Knight Academy Training Ground, Tunisia]

Joseph Williams is wielding a rapier in his hand on the training ground.

This is a young man with cheeks as sharp as knives, and every time he swings the stick he holds, it seems to be wrapped in a violent wind.

Suddenly, a fallen leaf flew in front of him.

When the wooden stick stabbed out, the cold wind that enveloped it instantly cut the leaves into the same two pieces from the middle.

"I, Prince Succubus, Will Never Die from the Guillotine" Chapter 158 Hurry up, Beatrice is still waiting for me is hitting with a hand, please wait a moment,

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