Chapter 221 Duel of Justice
"Raoul?"

She didn't expect her childhood sweetheart to follow her here, so Christine turned around in surprise.

"Christine, you can't go with this criminal, come back with me!" Raoul pleaded urgently.

Christine hesitated and shook her head: "I will not go back, Raoul."

"Why, is that man really better than me? That man who hides his head but doesn't even dare to take off his mask!"

Raoul shouted loudly to the Phantom of the Opera standing next to Christine: "Phantom, you have nowhere to escape. Excellent police officers are waiting for you at the other end of the road. I know, it must be You have coerced Christine, let her go, this is a request from a viscount, please obey it!"

The Phantom of the Opera took a step forward to protect Christine, glaring at him with the one eye exposed outside the mask.

"Forgive me for refusing, Lord Viscount. Christine, this beautiful, noble and independent woman, has her own thoughts. If she wants to go back, I will never dare to stop her. But now that she is here, it is her wish. , her decision - yes, she has made her decision!"

"I do not believe!"

"Really? If that's the case, then we have only one way to go."

"Stand back, Christine." said the Phantom of the Opera. "This is a duel between men, and I must keep the appointment."

"We didn't decide the winner in that battle on the rooftop. This time, it will be until the fate of one of us is interrupted." Raoul raised his sword seriously, "I will definitely save you, Christine."

"Let's use one's life."

A duel can be refused, but the rejected party will be considered a coward and ridiculed.

In other words, physically destroy your opponent.

The Phantom of the Opera also took off the black-handled knight's sword that was lying next to her treasures, threw the scabbard aside, and faced Raoul with the sword.

"Let her be free!" Raoul sang as he beat her. "As long as you let her go, you can do whatever you want. Don't you have any compassion at all?"

It's too late.

Heavy and tragic background music like Beethoven's "Symphony of Destiny" played on the stage.

"Phantom, Raoul." Christine was at a loss.

"This is such a wonderful surprise. I've always expected you to come, and now, my dream has come true. You made my night." The Phantom of the Opera also sang, "That night, you took away Gram by force. Christine’s lips, I will never forgive you!”

Whoever survives the duel will gain dignity.

They waved their swords rationally and crazily, with deadly moves, and their murderous intent was even stronger than before.

Raoul naturally does not consider himself a coward.

Without anyone counting, the Phantom of the Opera and Raoul moved at the same time, killing each other.

Looking at this stubborn man, the Phantom of the Opera slowly took off her deerskin gloves and threw them on the ground.

When gentlemen have irresolvable conflicts, they will choose to use fair duels to resolve the issues.

"To prove my love for Christine."

One is her teacher and lover, and the other is her childhood playmate and precious friend. Losing either one is painful for her.

He glanced at the gloves on the ground, slowly walked towards the Phantom of the Opera, took off his coat, leaving only a white shirt, and pulled out the sword from his waist.

Christine shouted: "Stop it, don't do such stupid things!"

"Stop it Raoul, this makes no sense." Christine also joined.

"I love you, doesn't it make sense? I love you, please have mercy on me, Christine Christine"

"Sir, I pay tribute to you for giving me the opportunity for revenge."

With a sword coming, the Phantom of the Opera and Raoul clashed with each other.

The Phantom of the Opera is stronger in terms of physique and brute strength, but in terms of sword skills, Raoul is superior.

During the fight, Raoul split open the Phantom of the Opera's black mask with a sword, revealing the ugly face underneath. No one except Christine had ever seen the Phantom of the Opera's true appearance. Raoul was shocked by the truth about the Phantom of the Opera. He took two steps back and said in surprise: "Oh my God, Phantom, you are so ugly. Where does your courage to pursue Christine come from?"

"Ah, ah, damn it, you damn bastard! Stupid breeding pig!"

The Phantom of the Opera covered her face with trembling hands, and the sword fell from her hand.

The look in his fingers was extremely frightening.

The mask was revealed and the ridicule from his love rival made him suffer from PTSD like a veteran, bowing his head and cursing.

This is how he was humiliated by everyone when he was imprisoned in the circus. Ugly toad, son of the devil, these are all terms that were used on his head.

He has never forgotten that experience, and it will always appear in every night and every dream.

The mask she wears all the time on her face is actually a safety valve that suppresses the Phantom of the Opera's fear of past memories and strong inferiority complex.

Some people will return to themselves when they take off their masks, while some people can only become their true selves after putting on a mask. The Phantom of the Opera is the latter.

"Phantom!"

A ray of light came in.

Christine, wearing a long skirt, hugged him like the Virgin Mary descending from the sky.

"No, don't look at me anymore, Christine!" said the Phantom of the Opera.

But Christine shook her head, took off his hand covering his face, and told him: "I am no longer afraid of your face, your love and enthusiasm have touched me. What others see is your appearance, and I I saw your heart.”

"Christine"

Encouraged by her lover, the Phantom of the Opera regained her courage, no longer concealed her appearance, and tentatively raised her head.

Most of his face was deformed, like a twisted mass of mud. It would be difficult for anyone who saw him to have a good impression of him.

But Christine looked at him with soft eyes. Unlike Raoul's shock and disgust, she really didn't seem to regard the appearance of the Phantom of the Opera as anything worth saying.

As she said, these eyes reflect the Phantom of the Opera's soul rather than her superficial appearance.

Thanks to Christine's comfort, the Phantom of the Opera gradually calmed down and returned to form.

But just now in the panic, the sword had already fallen into the water and sank. It seemed that there was no condition to continue the duel with Raoul.

"How are you going to fight me if you lose your weapon?" Raoul pointed the tip of his sword at him.

The Phantom of the Opera gently pushed Christine behind her, glanced at her, nodded, and then took the initiative to walk towards Raoul.

"Before this is all over, I want to remind you of something."

"what?"

"——When you duel with me, your hands must be at eye level!"

The Phantom of the Opera suddenly threw out a hemp rope from her waist and tied it around Raoul's neck like a horse. Taking advantage of the latter's panic, she pulled him in front of her and kicked him hard in the abdomen.

Raoul bent over in pain, and then the Phantom of the Opera took the opportunity to kick him to the ground again. He was pressed to the ground like a pig, with his hands tied behind his back.

At this moment, he finally understood the meaning of 'hands should be at eye level'.

Only by raising your hands next to your head can you avoid getting the rope around your neck.

Unfortunately, this warning from the opponent came too late, and the situation has been reversed.

"No one can save you now." The Phantom of the Opera picked up his sword and stood up, pointing the tip of the sword at his face, "Said you will give up Christine, otherwise you will die in this unknown underground, humiliating I will die at the hands of the ugly person you call me!”

"No, never!" Raoul, who was facing down to the ground, roared in a low voice.

"Then you just die."

(End of this chapter)

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