Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 321 First Princess
However, in just half a minute of roaring, magnificent, majestic and majestic, the Empire Arena, which was built with a huge amount of money, completely collapsed into ruins, and the smoke and dust billowed and dispersed.

"How dare you!"

Beatrice's roar was sharp and ear-piercing. She never imagined that although Ludmila was restrained, that inexplicable swordsman destroyed the arena!

"Leave me!"

No longer caring about confronting Ludmila, he turned into a purple phantom and went straight to Yelin and Hiat who wanted to run away.

boom!
Both feet landed on the ground, and Beatrice's body bloomed with mysterious purple energy, like an ancient beast, choosing to devour people.

Putting down the happy Hiate in his arms, he wiped a handful of fat to signal her to step back and stay away from the battlefield.

The bloody sword whines softly, and has the enchanting ability to split the soul.

"Do you want to fight?"

Although he knew that the other party was very powerful and difficult to provoke, he still had no fear on his face, and even looked relaxed and happy, because he was in a very good mood now.

Although Beatrice was far superior to ordinary awakened ones, she herself was not a soft persimmon to be manipulated, and Ludmila had already bent her bow in the rear.

The situation was at a stalemate, and Beatrice suddenly realized that she seemed to have fallen into an extremely embarrassing situation, in a dilemma.

Now is it time to forcibly capture the mysterious fugitive who destroyed the arena, or to rush to rescue the emperor buried in the ruins?
And the most important thing is that the revolutionary army must not know that the emperor was buried below!
"It's not a good time to come, but it's today. Would you die if you miss a wrestling fight?" Beatrice cursed secretly, still hesitating with a gloomy face.

In the end, it was Ye Lin who took the initiative to break the deadlock. He spread his hands and laughed, "Ludmila's bounty is 100 billion gold coins. She won't care about doubling this number."

He saw that Beatrice seemed to be hesitating, but he didn't think about Leon at all.

I just thought that the other party, as the manager, was hesitating to save those nobles, or try to keep them with one enemy and two.

Then it's better to take the initiative to give her a step down, and continue to pour dirty water on Ludmila.

It is completely reasonable for a woman who was offered a reward of 100 billion by Delos to be able to destroy an imperial arena.

The gloomy Beatrice stared at the blood-red sword. She has her own intelligence network, and now she has already guessed the identity of this person.

It was in North Mare, the demon sword master who became famous with one enemy against three!
Then his heart skipped a beat. If the battle really started later, it would not be a question of whether the female swordsman could be left behind, but a question of whether he could retreat completely.

In other words, the question of whether I and the emperor under the ruins can survive!

She panicked a little, but remained calm on the face.

"Heh, you are a bit interesting. You are lucky today."

Suppressing a mouthful of anger, according to the routine of a certain loser, he hurriedly dropped a sentence without losing face or showing that he did not lose!
Beatrice turned around and ran towards the Imperial Arena, giving up the plan of stalemate.

Falcon Milash soared high in the sky, landed on Ludmila's shoulder, and rubbed her cheek, as if conveying some important information.

"Go quickly, in the direction of Veltalon, there are a large number of troops on their way."

The metal spaceship driven by the Sage's Call and Kaili flew away as if escaping.

Just half a minute after the spaceship left, the light rain that was originally a patter of prelude suddenly turned into a torrential rain, ruthlessly washing away the ruined Imperial Arena.

The small river formed by the torrential rain is mixed with extremely dirty blood, mixed with dirty muddy branches and leaves, nourishing the vegetation that is thirsty for rain because of the scorching sun in the past few days.

But this time the blood was not the blood of the slaves, but the blood of the Imperials.

After Beatrice rushed to a ruin according to the location in her memory, the vast magic power raised extremely heavy broken walls, masonry pillars, and then ruthlessly threw them to the rear.

As for all the miserable cries in my ears, no matter if they were from gamblers or nobles, none of them came from more important than the emperor.

wow~

Just when she threw away a pillar, the ruins in front of her trembled, and a purple light ball slowly rose from the bottom.

Call ~
Seeing this scene, Beatrice was greatly relieved. As the emperor of the empire, she really had various life-saving props on her body, so she should be fine.

Leon Hainrich III, stepping on the ruins, had a steady and unruffled demeanor, his eyes simply swept across the arena, and he was indifferent.

There was no rage, no panic, even though the clothes were half wet, he remained calm, as if the disaster had nothing to do with him.

rumbling~
There was a loud thunder, and the heavy rain became more and more pouring. The rain protection cover supported by Beatrice made a fierce splashing sound.

The atmosphere was so oppressive that it was almost suffocating. Even though she wasn't really happy with Leon's personality, at this moment, her heart was beating like thunder, and she was quietly panicked.

"Your Majesty, just give me two weeks to rebuild the arena."

silence……

Leon didn't even look at her, but instead asked a very subtle question that he didn't want to do at all:
"That ship, soon isn't it?"

It is easy to guess that the only tool that can break through the thousand-meter blockade and disappear without a trace is the Revolutionary Army's Saint's Cry.

At the same time, it also told Beatrice that if the Cry of the Saints could not be solved, unless the arena was built in the capital Vettaren, it would be meaningless even if it was rebuilt a hundred times here.

If they dared to bomb the first time, they dared to sneak attack the second time!
"Father!"

During the torrential rain, a group of well-trained and well-armored soldiers galloped forward under the leadership of a carriage, splashing the rainwater on both sides of the wheels.

Celia, the first princess of the empire, hurried over with an umbrella, her eyes never stayed on the ruins of the arena, but she was full of worry about her father.

After seeing that Leon was safe and sound, he was both relieved and angry: "Beatrich, who dared to attack the arena?"

Hearing this, she was slightly taken aback, Beatrice's eyes were a little weird, the first princess, what a lively aura.

Since you are so angry, why don't you let the soldiers behind you join the rescue activities in the arena?

Are the lives of the people of the empire really worthless?
But these are just flashes in my mind, the other party is a princess after all, and her status is still very honorable.

"It's Ludmila, the tens of billions of bounties offered by the Revolutionary Army, and Root, the dragon descendant, and Natalia, the swordsman."

The soldiers on the periphery of the arena were almost exhausted, and as for the gamblers in the auditorium, there were probably not many left.

Only those nobles who carry life-saving tools because they cherish their lives, if they are very lucky, they may be able to save their lives.

Of course, judging from that ray of white light, it means that only if you are "extremely" lucky.

Roughly estimated, at least [-]% of the nobles died!
The rest also had injuries.

"They are so brave!"

The anger of the first princess made Beatrice roll her eyes in secret, nonsense, you are not very courageous, how dare you come to bomb the Imperial Arena, your performance is too hypocritical, not as honest and clean as the third princess.

Between Princess Celia and Princess Isabella of the Empire, there is a different extreme in every respect.

Celia's mother was Lyon's favorite concubine Mary, and Isabella's mother was Empress Josephine, like Prince Vann.

Isabella herself advocates freedom, playfulness, and has a cheerful and generous personality, while Celia is rigorous, meticulous, and somewhat rigid.

At the same time, Princess Celia is still jealous of Queen Maya, especially Queen Skadi, due to her ambition.

Although she is an important diplomat of the empire, there are various rumors that Celia is the best heir in Leon's heart.

But she herself understands that unless there are some big accidents, no matter what, it is not her turn to be the heir to the empire.

Because, she is a princess who was married by Leon.

"Your Majesty, I am guilty."

Bahn, who woke up suddenly after being poured by the cold rain, hurriedly got up, knelt on one knee, lowered his head, and let his whole body be wet by the rain.

"Hold your head up and get down."

Leon finally lost his indifferent gaze, he still knew Bahn's loyalty.

Since his extrajudicial marriage to Emily, Barnes has shown absolute loyalty.

Compared to Beatrice, he was more willing to believe in Bahn.

"Celia, Beatrice, send someone to dig out the survivors of the arena, Bahn, follow me back to the palace."

　The first princess Celia, in the 100 dialogues and the cutscenes of the plot, her attitude towards Queen Skadi is just one word... Sour!lemon!
　　Because Skadi was not originally a royal family, she was just the daughter of a wealthy businessman, but she became a queen.

　　Celia is an orthodox princess with excellent diplomatic skills, but she was given a marriage and her husband died young (forcibly belched), so she basically lost the ability to compete for the throne.

　　The first princess, judging from the current CG of Sherlock's death, she may have great ambitions.

　　The three princes and princesses, with a little bit of setting, can already publish a book.

　　Isabella: A happy princess who doesn't know much about the world, likes to take risks outside, and got acquainted with the protagonist.

　　Prince Fann: A hesitant centrist who has ambitions for the throne and worries about the safety of his sister Isabella, etc.

　　Leon: The villain, the tyrant.

　　Celia: The poor person who seems to be sacrificed by Leon, the puppet who has an unhappy life, is actually the ultimate villain.

　　Hmm~ It smells like that.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)