A Different World That Started as a Slave

"You are not right." Reens spit out half of his bloody tongue and said with a strange accent. We were competing in swordsmanship, playing with swords cutting flesh, but I didn't expect you to take a different approach and play "mental attack". You don't have martial ethics! Before suffering this wave of "mental temptation", Reens thought he was a straight man, and a crazy straight man. No matter what the other person looks like, he can kill him without hesitation. But the current situation tells him that his body is still hot, and instinctive desires cannot be cut off. Even though he had forced himself to calm down just now, Reans still couldn't help but fantasize about Lucretia's body.

Lucretia was a little surprised that Reans could react and resist the attack just now.

However, a little surprise couldn't stop Lucretia's actions.

She continued to attack, with a powerful and heavy slash, carrying a charming illusion to double-strike Reans's mind and body.

Faced with such an attack, Reans gritted his teeth and boosted his body's strength, holding his sword horizontally to resist Lucretia's attack.

While holding on to his mind, he kept reminding himself that those "magic sounds" and those Setu were external objects that didn't need to be taken seriously.

The battle continued.

But at this time, the situation between the two sides had undergone a major change, and Reans had completely become the only one who could only defend.

Even because some of his attention was distracted, Reans couldn't defend well.

Wounds of varying sizes continued to appear on Reens' body, and blood stained his body and the ground beneath his feet.

"It seems that Her Royal Highness is going to win?"

"The assassin's sword-drawing speed is not as fast as before. Is he tired? Or is it caused by too much injury?"

A soldier excitedly shared with his companion beside him.

"Yes, the princess knight is so strong... She can even take down such a powerful assassin by herself."

"When I think that such a strong man can guide my swordsmanship in the future, the joy in my heart can't stop overflowing."

"I wonder if I can become so strong in the future? If not, half or a quarter of it will be fine."

The companion beside him also turned to him excitedly.

Similar conversations began to spread among the soldiers outside.

The situation on the field seemed doomed to many people.

The assassin, who was covered with wounds and looked like his blood was almost drained, should be killed by their princess knight soon.

For a moment, the sound of joy filled the whole place, but these noises outside the place could not affect the two people who were still fighting on the field.

As time went by, Reans's situation became more and more dangerous, but Lucrecia's beautiful eyebrows became more and more compact.

The more serious the injury, the deeper the concept took root in Reans' heart.

[Everything can be killed, and there is nothing in the world that cannot be killed. ]

The murderous intent in the sky gradually accumulated in Reans' heart...

The more illusions in his mind and the more injuries he suffered, the more serious the murderous intent in Reans' heart.

After realizing that he could not rely solely on willpower to ignore the "temptations" given by Lucrecia, Reans chose to fight against this illusion temptation with murderous intent.

You are beautiful, but you are the one I want to kill...

You are important, but you are the one I want to kill...

What you said makes sense, but you are the one I must kill...

You are the one I will kill.

At this moment, Reans no longer avoided looking at Lucretia.

In his eyes, Lucretia was still a beauty, a great beauty, and the fantasy in his mind had not disappeared.

Reans could not stop his inner desire for Lucretia.

But even so, he could not stop her from becoming the dead soul under his sword.

Lucretia looked at the man in front of her, whose flesh and blood were dripping, whose eyes were bloodshot, and whose face was ferocious, and felt the murderous intent in his heart, and felt the difficulty for the first time.

When the man died before, she noticed the murderous intent he carried.

Especially after seeing his attack, Lucretia was sure that this man was here to kill her.

So she had no worries when she took action, and she completely let go.

But unexpectedly, as the battle progressed, and at this point, this man's murderous intent could gradually increase, and even slowly overwhelmed

The influence of the illusion.

"Three consecutive thrusts!"

The silver light that suddenly appeared, accompanied by three afterimages, hit Lucretia's abdomen directly.

Although it still failed to break the tough soft armor, the impact it carried still repelled Lucretia.

It forced her to stop the continuous attack on Reans and gave him a short rest time.

After the two sides separated from each other, they did not immediately start the next round of fighting.

Lucretia put her palm on her abdomen, feeling the pain from there. She put away the smile on her face and looked at Reans seriously.

"Tick! Tick!"

The unstoppable blood left Reans' body and dripped onto the red floor, making a dripping sound.

Like water drops dripping from the eaves after the rain, I wonder how long it can flow?

Reans took a deep breath and exhaled, as if he was spitting out all the depression in his heart.

He straightened his back, stood upright, held the sword in his right hand, and looked at Lucretia not far away.

At this time, the bloodshot in his eyes was gone.

The clear white of his eyes, coupled with the dark pupils, no longer had any fluctuations in his eyes, as calm as a lake.

Reens's face was calm, no longer ferocious, as if he had let go of the killing intent in his heart.

But Lucretia, who could sense the inner emotions of others, knew that the killing intent of the man in front of him was still very strong.

It had even spread completely in his heart, leaving no room for intervention.

It was as if killing was his whole life.

Because it was normal, it was calm.

The illusion could no longer interfere with him, so Lucretia felt it was difficult.

Lucretia even felt that the seriously injured guy in front of her was more dangerous than at the beginning.

"Why did they stop?"

The soldiers looked at the two people who stopped fighting and looked at each other, puzzled.

Isn't the princess knight in a great position? Why don't you fight?

"What's your name?"

"If you are willing to surrender to me, I can let you go and take you as my guard."

Lucretia tried to win over Reans.

She cherished his talent.

For this talent who has such swordsmanship before becoming a transcendent, for this existence with strong willpower.

She felt it was a pity to kill him like this.

Facing Lucretia's winning over, Reans responded calmly:

"Let's start, our third round."

"Really? Is this your reply?"

Lucretia chuckled and said lightly.

Then, a magic circle of light appeared on her body...