Saint?Just a bad woman

She got what Aaron wished for, throwing out a chance for survival and at the same time an olive branch for recruitment.

"So, what is your opinion?"

She smiled, very charming, but Aaron had no doubt that as long as he dared to refuse, this woman would make him die immediately.

Of course he still resisted in his heart, but the situation forced him to refuse.

There are no ifs in choices, only yes or no.

After only a slight hesitation for two or three seconds, Aaron did not dare to hesitate for too long and immediately stated his choice.

"I opted in."

After he finished speaking, he felt as if a big stone had fallen to the ground, and his tense heart relaxed.

There's nothing to be ashamed of if you join if you can't beat them.

He thought to himself that although he was not as good as Her Royal Highness, his noble status and magical talent should still be of some value in the eyes of the other party.

His hand finally left Curtis' neck, and the sword hilt fell. He thought that they were all on the same side, and there was no need to continue to threaten the other party and make people unhappy.

But as soon as he had this idea, a black and green shadow, like a ghost, shot from behind towards his neck.He didn't even notice the attack. By the time he realized it, the slender shadow had pierced his throat, poking out the same deep hole that could see the scene on the other side, and then he threw himself onto the street.

"I……"

Why will I die?As soon as this thought crossed his mind, his body fell straight down and died.

167. The person you long to meet

It's not like he never thought about holding the sword again and dragging the princess to hell with him before he died.

It's just... that the rattan is poisonous. In addition to the blood toxin, there is also a very terrifying feeling of paralysis. He can't move a finger or blink his eyes now, as if he has been stiffened.

Naturally, some of the blood arrows sprayed onto Curtis' long hair and clothes, and she was also shocked and speechless.

The reversal always comes too suddenly, and she is like an outsider.

"Stupid, how could we be greedy for earthly rights? What's more, a little viscount actually thinks that he can be of use to us. It should be said that he is naive, but he is too arrogant and does not know the heights of heaven and earth."

The woman's eyes were filled with mockery, and the corners of her mouth curved into a sarcastic arc, and she smiled slightly:

"The so-called authority is just a floating cloud. Even the throne will be washed away by time into sand."

"But...little princess, you may be of some use to our plan. Come with me."

She extended a hand to Curtis, and the meaning was self-evident.

"..."

Curtis didn't speak, but walked in that direction carefully.

Anyway, she couldn't resist, and she didn't want to die, so she could only give in.

She reached out, and just when her hand was about to be placed on the other person's hand, everything finally turned around.

"Your Highness, are you sure you want to leave her? If you don't think about turning from darkness to light, come to my side~"

A frivolous voice sounded.

That voice was very familiar, it was a bad woman that Curtis would think of many times.

"Hillbilly?!"

She turned around in surprise and looked in the direction of the sound.

"What a country bumpkin, but seeing how miserable you are, I will forgive you this time."

The person who walked out of the grove was none other than Santa Karina, who had smooth white hair. Her blue eyes, as blue as the sea and the sky, showed helplessness and a hint of the unique charm of a bad woman.

However, Santa Carolina is not wearing simple casual clothes for a date today. She is wearing a white robe with gold thread patterns on the saint's dress.

Although there are some leaves and dust on the clothes from walking through the woods, they are still full of holiness. Maybe this is the temperament.

"Your Excellency, are you? People from the Divine Religion also want to meddle in other people's business?"

When the woman saw the saintly dress, her expression changed.

Someone from the Divine Religion came to interfere, and he was obviously a high-level person. This was something other than intelligence.

"This is not nosy. After all, Her Royal Highness is my woman, right?"

Santa Karina's tone was still ambiguous and frivolous, but her eyes were electric.

Curtis did think of Santa Karina's face more than once in crisis, and coupled with the indescribable relationship between the two in the dream, her heart couldn't stop beating wildly.

"Also, I advise you not to act rashly, because I am not alone."

Seeing what happened in Santa Karina, the woman had put away her cat-and-mouse mood and wanted to take Curtis away directly.

However, how could Santa Karina give her this opportunity.

She saw a flash of golden light, which was a golden thunderbolt, striking straight towards her.

This feeling makes the woman's hair stand on end, and her heart feels crazy, as if she is being targeted by something very dangerous.

"!"

When she looked in the dangerous direction, she immediately saw a collection of extremely terrifying energy coming towards her.

She subconsciously wanted to dodge, but this avoidance made the distance between her and Curtis wider.

She didn't realize how bad it was until she was completely out.

"Get to know me, this is my trustworthy priestess."

Walking out with Santa Carina was Philomena.

She is still wearing the priest's uniform, but her strength is not what it used to be.Philomena is already a genuine eighth-level person, and can be a strong person on her own in the Black Forest.

"I remembered, Saint Carina Randall...the saint who has become famous recently."

Seeing that there was nothing she could do, the woman narrowed her eyes slightly, as if she was reminiscing.

"The Saint of Patriotism who was resurrected from the dead more than 500 years ago, is an old antique... I admit that I am not your opponent, but it is not easy for you to keep me."

After a long absence, the woman finally showed a serious look, and she showed her true feelings.

If the rumors are true, she is indeed no match for Santa Karina.This saint is much stronger than her.

However, just like being happy to see a hunter, running away without giving it a try is also not her style.

"My name is Lyrela, remnant of Silver, please enlighten me..."

The sword at her waist was drawn out for the first time. The woman, Lyrela, had shifted her attention from Curtis to Santa Karina.

"Your Majesty the Saint, why don't you compete with me one on one? My sword is eager to fight with the strong."

As for Philomena, she was simply ignored.

For a priest, although magic looks dangerous, it cannot sharpen his sword skills.

The cyan element flow buzzed on the sword. It was a natural sound. The key elements were activated. This was the first time that Lyrella tried her best. Her face and eyes were serious and serious, and she did not underestimate her opponent in the slightest.

"Om..."

The cyan shadow is a cyan snake with two pairs of wings.

However, Santa Karina had no intention of fighting her one-on-one.Why fight alone when you can fight in a group?

Talk about morality with people from the opposing camp, please, Santa Karina is not a good person, nor is she stupid.

"Bing Luo!"

As she stood, she was surrounded by more than twenty icicles with sharp front ends.

This was Philomena's attack against Lyreira, and then, icicles from all directions hit Lyreira's body like a cannonball.

The interlaced icicles raised white mist, covering her enchanting figure in the low temperature storm.

Obviously, the speed of the icicle after using magic is far beyond the speed of Lyreira's dodge. It can barely catch up with the naked eye at the moment of impact. The sharp front end can easily penetrate the human body.

"Bah-"

You can hear the sound of icicles piercing into your body.

"Did you kill it!?"

"Why are you saying that line now——!"

Santa Karina complained about Curtis, who was watching the game on the side.

Even though this princess couldn't help at all in the battle, she couldn't help but give poisonous milk to the two of them and set a flag at this time.

"Fortunately, I was prepared in advance. Originally I thought it was too heavy and didn't want to bring it with me, but wearing it seems to be the right thing to do."

As if breaking through the white smoke, Lyreira's dancing black hair jumped into view.

She wielded a cyan dagger, which was shortened from the size of a long sword, but there was no sense of disobedience. Instead, it was as if she was supposed to be like this, walking as light as a swallow, and no injuries were found on her body.

Now, after taking off the black coat she was wearing, Lyrela was left with only a black tights. Other than that, she looked the same as before.

"With such a beautiful figure, a black coat is completely unnecessary!"

"Thank you for the compliment! But the truth is simpler. My coat was mended with some kind of magic, so I saved my life."

After politely answering Santa Karina's question, Lyreira lowered her posture, raised her knife and charged forward.

The blade was pointed directly at Philomena, who had just finished the move, but her body was already a few positions ahead of Santa Karina, blocking her in front of her.

168. Crazy criticism of women

The scimitar stabbed straight into Philomena's chest. The soft female advantage was very eye-catching, but——

"You underestimate me too, lady. Ice Shield!"

Philomena clasped her hands in front of her chest and spread out multiple layers of ice shields in front of her, easily blocking Lyrella's scimitar.

Lyrela was blocked by a move. She immediately rolled back to avoid it.

The cold current blew past, as if chasing Lereira, and smaller icicles were inserted into the ground one after another.

"You are very used to fighting. You are obviously a priest."

Philomena's performance is simply not like the priest who usually appears as an auxiliary powder, but a magician and paladin who are good at fighting in the divine religion.

"Thanks for the compliment, ma'am."

Philomena waved her hand, and countless ice cubes appeared one after another, flying freely in the forest.

Her speech was polite and courteous, but her face showed no expression, and she never stopped working on her words.

However, in the midst of such ice violence, Lyreira's actions transcended the human realm.

Rotating, keeping the body close to the ground as if lying on the ground, sometimes ignoring gravity and running and dodging on tree trunks and branches.If you judge that you can't dodge it even so, use a machete to smash the ice, and the crushed white crystals will disappear into particles.

With overwhelming skills to deal with Philomena's magical attacks, Lyreela, a Silver Remnant, has unparalleled fighting skills.

It can be said that if it were not for the absolute advantage of the powerful Philomena, it is still unclear who will win.

Because, even though the number of ice cubes fired should have been in the hundreds, except for the initial attack, none of them could directly hit Lyreira's body.

"No matter what, you are really strong, terrifyingly strong, madam."

"I really don't deserve the compliment."

Honest was delighted by Philomena's praise, and Lyreira's scimitar simultaneously shattered the surrounding ice.

"It's almost time to end. Are you tired of watching the same drama?"

"Feet-"

The moment she was about to step out, Lyreira leaned forward, but found that she couldn't move.

When she looked down, she realized that her right foot was stuck to the frozen floor.

It was frozen inadvertently during the attack, and the broken ice fragments fell to the ground and accumulated, completing the task of blocking Lereira's footsteps.

"I'm not throwing ice cubes aimlessly!"

"Ah... did you fall into your trap?"

"That's the difference in experience, but I still have to compliment you, ma'am."

Philomena raised her female gender advantage, and her body with feminine charm and curves swayed slightly.