Chapter 412

"My firepower is only one ten thousandth of my power..."

time flies.

When Masefield woke up from a coma, Elizabeth's face was seen.

At this time, Masefield was resting on Elizabeth's lap and was held in her arms by the queen.

Just after Merlin showed that vicious look to Elizabeth, she did not trust the mysterious adventurer a little bit.

When Merlin drew his sword and caused the world to shake, Elizabeth hiding in the hut was very upset, feeling like the end had come.

Elizabeth didn't listen to Merlin's words, but escaped. As a result, she ran into the flying Masefield midway, lying pale on the ground.

Elizabeth was taken aback. She didn't know who had beaten Masefield like this. She must have fought with a very strong person. Even Masefield was not able to resist her strength.

Elizabeth had no choice but to take Masefield back to the cabin to take care of her, waiting for her to wake up.

Among the Twelve Knights of Thorns, Elizabeth and Masefield have the deepest feelings, and they are inseparable as masters and servants.

After all, Masefield became the queen's close knight when she was very young, and she treated Elizabeth more than just loyalty.

When Masefield saw Elizabeth, his eyes widened suddenly, feeling very incredible. He didn't even have a chance to see the queen, but now he suddenly appeared in front of him!?

"Are you alright? Great, I thought you couldn't wake up..."

Elizabeth turned from sorrow to joy, looked at Masefield with tears in her eyes, and lifted her face.

Masefield recovered a bit, the queen in front of him was the culprit who led the empire to destruction, and the sinner of the entire empire.

So Masefield hurriedly sat up, just about to say something, but felt a sweet throat, and vomited a mouthful of blood on the spot.

It seems that Merlin's remaining prestige with a knife has caused Mesfield to suffer a lot of damage, and his health is very bad.

"Are you okay? Who beat you like this?" Elizabeth leaned over.

"Get away!" Masefield pushed Elizabeth away, picked up the straight sword on the ground, and pierced the queen's throat with hatred.

"Pushing so many people into the abyss of pain, you are not Elizabeth at all!"

"I'm going to avenge countless people who died in the flood, go to death! Fake queen!"

(>Dish<)

Chapter 55: Reveal

Masefield held a straight sword and stabbed Elizabeth's throat unceremoniously.

She has despaired of the queen, and continuously made wrong judgments for her status.

So many ordinary people were buried in the water, but they insisted not to look back and used despicable means.

If it hadn't been for the queen or had illusions, Masefield would have been unable to help drawing his sword!

Thinking back to the past, Masefield could not imagine that this was the same person as Elizabeth before.

After Michelle's visit, Masefield became more skeptical, and the queen in front of her was not Elizabeth at all!

So Masefield gave up his belief in knighthood, and even if he was misunderstood, he still had to deal with this tyrant.

The sharp sword pierced the air, just before piercing Elizabeth’s throat

"Windsor!"

Masefield suddenly stopped the sharp sword in his hand and looked at Elizabeth blankly.

She looked a little lost, as if recalling something very long ago.

The name "Windsor", she hadn't heard the queen call herself that way for a long time.

I've always called myself Masefield, but the former queens kindly called myself by name in private.

This sudden call made Masefield's heart a little moved, feeling that the queen was deliberately playing emotional cards with herself for fear of death.

But when he thought of the atrocities the queen had committed, Masefield didn't want to let her go. Now is not the time to miss her old love.

"What's wrong? Do you feel scared too? Think about the people who died because of your reckless decision. They are more scared than you!"

Elizabeth knew what was going on, it must be her sister pretending to be herself, making Masefield feel desperate, otherwise it would be impossible to move her mind.

"Windsor, calm down, I'm Elizabeth, really Elizabeth..."

"Shut up, I know who you are? You are Isabella! The unscrupulous bastard to get the throne!? So many people choose to believe in you, but you keep cheating them cruelly!" Masefield gritted his teeth. , "Our knight is following Elizabeth, definitely not a vicious woman like you!"

Elizabeth was speechless, it was hard to imagine what happened to Masefield, who hated her sister so much?

"The real Elizabeth has already been dealt with by you long ago. You, an unscrupulous woman, have been blinded by rights and even your own sister!?" Masefield became more and more angry. The anger rekindled and raised the sharp sword, "Today I will personally send you to hell in order to maintain the orthodoxy of the royal family!"

"Wait Windsor, I'm really Elizabeth, I'm not dead yet, I escaped!" Elizabeth looked helpless, lowered her head and untied the sapphire pendant from her neck, and handed it to Masefield. "This is a gift from my father. The relics of my sister and I are enough to prove my identity!"

Masefield looked at Windsor's eyes, took the pendant suspiciously, looked at it repeatedly, and found that Elizabeth's name was written on the back.

She was stunned on the spot. According to the information provided by Michelle, the fake queen had a pendant with Isabella's name inscribed.

And this Elizabeth-engraved pendant must be on the real queen's body, so to speak, the queen in front of you is...

Masefield clenched the pendant tightly, raised his head, with a slightly surprised expression, and asked in a nearly trembling tone.

"You... are you really Elizabeth?"

"Of course! I'm your sister~" Elizabeth hugged him and put her arms around Masefield's neck. "It's been a long time, little Windsor, haha."

Masefield was taken aback, a little unbelievable, feeling that all this coincidence was too much.

She gradually believed in Elizabeth's identity, if it was Isabella, she would definitely not be so close to herself, and there was always an insurmountable difference between master and servant.

This made Masefield feel like he was going back for a while, even if she sacrificed her life for Elizabeth, she was willing.

Masefield was suddenly a little sad, and it was probably the luckiest thing to find the real Elizabeth.

"Your Majesty, where have you been? Why... why was it replaced by Elizabeth?"

Masefield, who had always been strong, became a little weak in front of Elizabeth?Finally became a bit like a girl.

"Don't be sad, I'm back, everything will be okay." Elizabeth touched Masefield's head and spoke in her sister's tone. "As for where I went, this is a long story. I was kept by my sister. In the cage below, it has been impossible to get in touch with the outside world."

"So it's like this..."

Masefield's mood gradually stabilized, although the inside story is still unclear, but he can also guess a general idea.

It must be Isabella who played despicable means behind his back in order to win the throne. This civet cat swapping the prince made Masefield feel a little unprepared.

"Then how did you escape? Isn't Isabella's conscience discovered it?"

"This..." Elizabeth stopped talking, recalling all the things she had just done, her face was a little red, and she felt uncomfortable.

"I was rescued by an adventurer just now."

"but……"

"This man's character is a bit too bad."

"Too bad means..." Masefield was puzzled, wondering what the queen had just experienced.

Elizabeth hesitated. What Merlin did just now made her a little bit hard to tell.

She is a queen, she was molested by a dark iron adventurer just now, so she was very humiliating no matter how she thought.

And Elizabeth recalled the threat of Merlin when she was leaving, and she felt a lot of pressure. She felt like a dumb eating coptis, and she felt bitter and unspeakable.

If it was said that Merlin had robbed his stockings, Masefield might not be calm, and would definitely find trouble for the other party.

At that time, Merlin was annoyed, and he really threw his stockings into the auction. The consequences would be disastrous.

Think about the scene where thousands of high-class gentlemen are constantly bidding for their stockings. What kind of majesty is there in themselves?

Elizabeth thought for a while, and decided not to say it because it had a bad influence on herself.

"Actually... it's not too bad, it's the adventurer's... not very good temper."

"What!? Dare to be disrespectful to your Majesty, I must teach this ignorant adventurer!" Masefield suddenly felt angrily, and suddenly grasped the sharp sword in his hand.

"Don't be so excited, the other party can be regarded as saving me, although the attitude is not very good, but I can't avenge my revenge." Elizabeth became nervous and comforted Mesfield.

"It is my duty to defend the dignity of your majesty." Masefield said stubbornly.

"Ha..." Elizabeth smiled awkwardly, and changed the subject and said, "Who is it that you were beaten like this? You got so heavy."

"This..." Masefield frowned, and felt sick when he thought of the spitting man. "I was fighting Catherine and wanted to see Isabella, but the great Elgin swordsman suddenly appeared and pulled out his waist. The sword in between destroyed the entire palace, and I was seriously injured by the after wave of that powerful sword energy."

"It's Elgin Great Swordsman again..." Elizabeth seemed to know this man and muttered to herself, "When I was imprisoned, I heard my sister feel a headache about this mysterious man more than once. I wonder what kind of guy it is?

"What else? I didn't know before, but now I know, this bastard is just a pervert who wears stockings and runs naked!" Masefield gritted his teeth, feeling very resentful.

"Huh??" Elizabeth suddenly showed a confused look, her eyebrows tightened, and she thought in surprise.

Isn't it such a coincidence?

Wear stockings.

Waist with too sword.

Streaking around.