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The blood-colored plague turned the entire world into a human purgatory, and Varudo's helpers were drained of blood one after another, turning them into dried corpses.

There is a storm of anger in this blood prison, if Valudo is sincere, then he naturally has no place to take his place, in that case, it seems that he and Louise are really a match made in heaven, but ah, it's a pity, he is completely taking advantage of Louise's kindness.

"Why did you chase after me, I abandoned you......"

Louise couldn't help but look at the wind and rain with some emotion.

"Stupid, I didn't agree, who said that, Magician will abandon the demon if he wants to, and if you want to abandon it, I will abandon you." Stormy wipes away Louise's tears, looks at the fleeing Varudo, and orders an army of vampire minions to pursue him.

"His Royal Highness Wales ......"

Then Louise hurried to Wales's side, choked up and said, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, it's my fault......"

Louise ...... Louise Francis ...... Please give this to Ann Rietta...... Sue her, I fought valiantly for my country...... It's just that...... The letter had already fallen into the hands of the Restorationists (Reconquering Party) and was therefore ......"

Wales clutched the wound in his chest and handed the 'Ring of the Wind' in his hand to Louise.

"Let's go, get out of here immediately, although your envoy has summoned a powerful monster, but the other party has the flagship of the national fleet 'Imperial Power', and now renamed 'Lexington', a combat flying warship with two cannons combined. 800 doors in all. It also has a powerful dragoon. It's not an opponent you can defeat at all. ”

"Your injuries can still be healed. I'm also a healing mage......"

The divine light spread from Feng Yuchen's hands, enveloping Wales's body, and the wounds on his body were rapidly recovering, but the recovery was only the epidermis, but the organs could not be restored, after all, it was not something that could be cured by the regeneration of guò cells.

"If you come with us now, you still have a chance to live, and if you recuperate, you will regain some vitality. There is only a half chance of survival, but at least it is better than dying here, your army is crippled, and your kingdom has fallen into the hands of the enemy, do you have to be loyal to your kingdom? ”

Feeling this divine healing power, Wales couldn't help but feel that Fengyuchen was a little mysterious, and being able to summon monsters and use such divine power was like a mixture of two completely different powers, which was really incredible.

The reason why Feng Fengchen said this is because Wales looks a little like Albert. I can't help but feel a little worried.

"No, I can't go back to Torlistine. Even for the sake of Ann Lietta, she can't go back, she is not in a better situation than me, as a princess, she will not put her private affairs in a formal setting, she is ready to sacrifice a qiē for Torlistine, and I am the same, this is my kingdom, I stand on this land, I love this land, if my blood can make the people of this land bravely resist the reconquering party, then it is my honor......"

Welsh stood up with a smile, looked at the dark night bravely and fearlessly, summoned the noble knight troops behind him, and continued the battle.

"Yes, then, I will convey your words to Her Royal Highness the Princess, and as a sign of respect for Your Highness, I will leave this sword to you......"

Fengyuchen's right hand flashed with brilliant light, and a sword with the same shape as the golden sword of victory condensed.

"Although the 'King's Sword' is made of projection magic, it is quite refined, and it can hold the power of thoughts, and finally, if you feel that you are about to end your life, then attach a qiē of your thoughts to this sword, and it will bring your thoughts back to Ann Lietta's side, and that's all I can do......"

"Yes, that's so grateful, and if I can convey my thoughts, it will be the greatest happiness for me......"

Wales grasped the sword of the king, then looked at Luiz and said-

"Now, I'll tell you the truth, that letter is my 'love letter' to Ann Rietta, remember when Ann Rietta went out and asked you to be her stand-in? IN FACT, SHE WAS GOING TO HAVE A TRYST WITH ME, AND THAT LETTER WAS SHE SWORE TO ME IN THE NAME OF HER ANCESTOR BRIMIR TO LOVE FOREVER, AS WE ALL KNOW, SWEARING TO LOVE IN THE FACE OF ANCESTORS CAN ONLY BE CARRIED OUT WHEN GETTING MARRIED, IF THIS LETTER IS EXPOSED TO THE WORLD, SHE WILL COMMIT BIGAMY, THE EMPEROR OF GALMANIA, WILL DEFINITELY CANCEL THE MARRIAGE CONTRACT WITH THE PRINCESS WHO COMMITTED BIGAMY, IF SO, THE ALLIANCE WILL NATURALLY BREAK, TORISTINE HAS TO USE THE POWER OF A COUNTRY, FACE THOSE TERRIBLE ARISTOCRATIC FACTION, THIS TIME THE ACTIONand ended in failure......"

"Then worry about it, if you can, Wales, can I be your brother? In the name of the Ancestors, I will assist Ann Rietta in the safety of Torlistine, your last name is Tudor, right? The Tudor dynasty was the generation of Albion, and there was another, much older dynasty before the Tudor dynasty (the descendants of Albert of Stormy and Altoria were the founders of the Tudor dynasty, albeit in a different dimensional world).

And my descendants are the rulers of that dynasty, and you are somewhat similar to my Albert, and your golden hair is the color of Artoria, so at least I have a reason to protect Ann Lietta for you, and I was once a king, although now I am an immortal being! ”

Stormy finally made a decision, Alba is the name of ancient Britain, this word comes from the root of the Indo-European word for "white" and "mountain" in Seyrtic, "Alba" is white in Latin, and the surname Tudor is the surname of the royal family, and in the account of the world of the Holy Grail, the founder of the Tudor dynasty is a descendant of King Albert.

Although there were some coincidences, the bright blonde hair made him unable to let go, and he decided to protect Ann Lietta for this Wales.

"You are ......"

Wales couldn't help but widen his eyes, thinking of some history, he could feel that the sword of the chosen king in his hand [projection] contained the breath of a king, a sword that only a destined king could hold, and he couldn't help but that in his mind, Fengyuchen became one of his ancestors.

"Make an oath with the sword of the Alba royal family's oath...... Welsh Tudor ......"

Wind and rain condensed the golden sword of victory (Caliburn). (To be continued......)