The truth is, her instincts were largely correct.

Guinevere heard the gentle, majestic, motherly voice:

"Have you made up your mind, Guinevere?

Are you ready, my child?

Are you qualified, are you capable of facing everything?

If the answer is "yes," feel it.

Feel the true power within you.

The blood of the dragon, the embodiment of chivalry, bears the great responsibility of an era.

Guinevere Pendragon.The king of this world.

Please use Him properly to fulfill your wish! "

……

After the words from his heart ended, the magic power that Guineveel emitted had a qualitative change.His slightly slender figure looked extraordinarily stalwart against the crimson light.As the light flickered, an exquisite baroque plate armor made of pure magic power appeared on him.

Breastplate, shoulder armor, greaves.The polished nail surface shines like a silver mirror.The red lines on the edge of the armor shone like jewels.At the same time, on the front of the breastplate, a red dragon emblem with spread wings appeared.

Guinevere, who is like a big brother next door, disappears, and at the same time a prince appears.

Not the kind of prince who takes roses and fools little girls.It is a powerful ruler who has unparalleled power, destroys the country, and conquers dissidents.

"This power... who the hell are you?!"

The vampire screamed in a desperate tone—she was desperately trying to increase her strength—not because she wanted to fight Guinevere, but because she wanted to run.But her instinct told her that she couldn't escape no matter what.Can't parry, can't dodge, can't fight back, there is only death, death, death, death.Its future does not see the second result!

"Who is it... Even if I know, there is no need to tell you."

A sword that shone brighter than the purest silver appeared in the young man's hand, and then he framed it and held it up high.

"—Wait! You can't kill me—think for yourself boy, I—"

The vampire wanted to say something more, but Guinevere didn't want to hear any more—

"evil.

monster.

Alien.

Fallen.

murderer.

In the name of Guinevere Pendragon.I condemn you.Punishment, death penalty - Clarent! ! ! ! ! "

The white light illuminates the night sky.

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Chapter 25 Post-Battle Rewards

Fiery, fiery, fiery.The light released by the holy sword is as hot as the sun, enough to incinerate everything.

Under Guinevere's attack, the vampire screamed, and its rotting flesh covered with gorgeous skin was reduced to ashes.Nothing left.

"..."

Seeing this scene, Guinevere was a little lost.

Just now, he felt something calling him.Then, the inexplicable power in the body seemed to increase countless times in an instant.

Armor and sword.Clarent he had just yelled.

With just one easy swing of the sword, the seemingly invincible monster on the opposite side was beheaded.

what on earth is it?

Guinevere frowned, a little bewildered.

That is at this time.

"—Will!"

A familiar voice came from behind him.

When he turned his head, he saw the familiar girl pounced on him.fell into his arms.

"Will, Will..."

The white one cried as sadly as possible, which made Guinevere a little helpless.

"Hey, he's not dead yet, what are you doing?" The black one walked to the side and said in a sour tone.

"Didn't you want you to run away? Why did you come back?" Guinevell asked gently.

"It's just..." the black one muttered, a little shy.

"—If Will dies, then, then... Anyway, I don't want to be like that." The white one was much more honest.Although the words were still incoherent, Guinevere understood the meaning.

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