Wen Lin still ignored the movement behind her.

Eggers was agitated, and he simply attacked Wen Lin regardless, and all the royal knights standing in front of Wen Lin were picked away by him.

At the critical moment, under the terrified eyes of everyone, Wen Lin drew out her sword and flicked her sword to avoid Eggers' fierce attack.

The sabre is more symbolic, so it is thin, narrow and light, as long as Eggers. Compared with the gun, the rapier in Wen Lin's hand was like a twig that could be broken at any time.

Eggers was shocked that Wen Lin could catch her move with a saber, and then anger burst out from his eyes, "Your Excellency, are you humiliating me?"

The first is to ignore it, and the second is to use the sword to fight with himself.

Wen Lin's every move seemed to be filled with real contempt.

Her wrists were white and slender, and the movement of holding the saber was pleasing to the eye. She squinted at Eggers, her lips were slightly raised, and she was a little playful, showing laziness and arrogance.

"Your Excellency Eggers, you are the first to be rude. At least you should throw a heartwarming bargaining chip before inviting the lady to a duel,"

The black hair fell on Wen Lin's shoulders. She was leaning against the stone wall. The pearls before her collar undulated slightly. Even Eggers, who was obsessed with fighting all day long, could not deny her beauty.

Like the bitter thorns under the flowers, dangerous and charming.

The haze accumulated in Eggers' eyes, and he dropped the long one in his hand. Gun, took out the saber from his waist, and said coldly,

"Anything you want, as long as I have it,"

Wen Lin looked at him fixedly, suddenly opened her lips and laughed,

"Hahahaha, Your Excellency Eggers, I agree to your request for a duel. If you lose, give me your shipyard and be my attendant for a month,"

Eggers frowned, what was she laughing at? Is she crazy?

Does she have absolute certainty to defeat herself?

Besides Her Majesty Vicia, Wen Lin was the second woman Eggers approached.

Although Eggers didn't know women, he had never seen a woman who would laugh so rudely and make such brazen demands like Wen Lin.

His face was gloomy. Although he heard about Wen Lin's deeds, Eggers was more inclined to be deliberately exaggerated by others. He firmly believed in his own strength.

It would be hilarious to be beaten by a woman.

He didn't think too much, nodded, and agreed.

Wen Lin lifted her eyelids and smiled, "Lord Eggers, go to the arena,"

After all, Wen Lin still walked in slowly.

The officials who managed the arena received the news immediately and quickly vacated the venue.

After a brief silence in the audience, more enthusiastic cheers erupted.

Wen Lin's courageous and fearless performance in the arena last time was particularly memorable and talked about with relish.

In particular, her status now is completely different from that at the time, and Eggers is also a high-ranking noble, and their identities inadvertently added more gimmicks to the duel.

The **** gas surged along with the heat wave, and the faint excitement and excitement swirled in the blood.

When seeing Wen Lin and Eggers appearing behind the iron gate, the emotions of the audience began to be aroused.

Eggers sank in the arena all day long and never lost.

The record set by Wen Lin is also known as a miracle.

The hands and feet were trembling nervously, and everyone in the audience was staring at the two people in the arena, who would win.

Eggers' eyes became scarlet the moment he stepped into the arena. He enjoyed the hearty feeling of battle, and the bloodthirsty beastness deep in his bones could be indulged here.

Brown on the high platform nodded slightly towards Wen Lin after doing everything.

The whistle sounded and the battle began.

Wen Lin and Eggers both held their own swords, and they were not ready to change their weapons. The noisy discussion suddenly sounded,

"Are they going to duel with swords?"

"Never heard of a duel with a sword in a gladiatorial arena,"

"What the **** is going on? Is this a new way of fighting?"

"…"

In the arena, life or death.

The weapons of choice for gladiators are usually swords, spears, battle axes, stone hammers, and other more damaging weapons.

As for the thin and thin saber, this is the first time I have seen it.

Although it is strange, no matter what, they believe that Wen Lin and Eggers will create a wonderful battle again.

However, the situation on the field next made the enthusiastic people in the audience feel like they were poured cold water on their heads.

I saw that Eggers attacked Wen Lin's deadly place, fierce and fierce, but when everyone thought Wen Lin would be hit, she was lightly avoided by her.

Compared with Eggers' offensive, Wen Lin was obviously much gentler, with less attack and more defense.

But even so, Eggers still couldn't get close to him.

After a long time, everyone found something was wrong, and Wen Lin's skillful attitude seemed to be teasing her pet.

Eggers' eyes were red and he was panting. His anger was completely picked out, but he had nothing to do with Wen Lin.

After another round of crazy attacks, Wen Lin still didn't touch the corner of Wen Lin's clothes.

Wen Lin's style of play this time was very shameless and elusive. While restraining Eggers, she left a few wounds on his body from time to time.

The wounds accumulated, and Eggers became a **** man.

Guessing that Eggers' mentality was almost stimulated, Wen Lin suddenly approached, and the thin blade drew a circle around his neck, and then quickly retreated.

There was a chill on his neck, Eggston shuddered, stabilized his body, and reached out to caress his neck.

A long wound, but only cut through the outer skin, it will not be fatal.

During the whole process, the smile on Wen Lin's face did not change, she was very calm.

"Lord Eggers, you lost,"

It was so calm that it seemed that the end of the duel had already been met.

People in the audience:…

Inserting the sword heavily into the ground, Eggers smiled solemnly after being shocked, like a hungry wolf, showing his white fangs, as if he would rush up to tear Wen Lin's throat at any time.

Anger and unwillingness rolled in Eggers' chest, erupted, and finally calmed down before losing his restraint.

He showed an extremely ugly smile at Wen Lin and turned to leave.

Patting the ashes on her sleeves, Wen Lin walked slowly towards an open iron gate.

She was not worried at all that Eggers would go back on it. A lunatic who was obsessed with fighting like him was often much more pure-hearted than the sleek and sophisticated nobles in the capital.

But Wen Lin didn't expect that the boat maker would get it so easily, like a gift to the door.

Thinking again that there is still a month to slowly wear away the spirit of Eggers, the smile on Wen Lin's face could not be stopped at all.

Field Byrne was just behind the gate, and he watched the entire duel between Wen Lin and Eggers.

Looking at Wen Lin who kept approaching, Field's heart began to jump again and again.

She has a graceful figure and awe-inspiring temperament. Under the scorching sun, her beautiful face is exceptionally clear, and the light of her smile at the end of her eyes reminds Field of the flowers blooming on the battlefield.

Beautiful, bloody, and coexisting with death.

Wen Lin stopped outside the gate. She looked at the people inside, smiled, and said solemnly, "Follow me and you can live,"

The sword in her hand has fully indicated Wen Lin's identity. Under Brown's arrangement, Field and his subordinates were gathered in this stone room.

After hearing the words, the others looked at Field and remained silent.

Wen Lin smiled nonchalantly and looked at Field following their gaze, "Or you can choose to have a test with me. If I win, you can follow me."

"I can't beat you," Field replied succinctly.

Wen Lin looked at him with a light smile and said nothing.

Field's exposed limbs are smooth muscle lines, and the terrifying explosive force under his muscles can be faintly glimpsed. Even if there are ugly scars everywhere, it's hard to hide his innate composure.

At this time, Brown led a team of royal knights towards Wen Lin, leaned over and whispered something in Wen Lin's ear, and left quickly.

Field's eyes were fixed on Brown, and he suddenly asked, "My subordinate, can I follow you too?"

Wen Lin nodded as a matter of course, "Of course you can,"

Looking around at the people in the stone room, under Wen Lin's lightly smiling eyes, Field knelt down on one leg toward her, "We'll go with you on the condition that after five years, we will restore our status as freemen."

As long as they are sent to the arena, regardless of their previous status, they will be demoted to slaves.

In addition to his subordinates, the pride of being a soldier is also supporting Field, and he is not willing to die as a slave.

No matter what Wen Lin's purpose is, as long as she can do it, he is willing to work for her loyally.

For them, who were charged with treason, this was not an easy request.

After Wen Lin's long silence, the light in Field's eyes went out little by little, he laughed at himself, and he really shouldn't have any extravagant hopes.

Eyes swept across their faces, Wen Lin walked slowly to Field, stretched out her hand, and placed her palm on the top of his head, "I promise you, in exchange, you need to give me everything you have in these five years. , including life,"

Suddenly stunned, Field looked up at Wen Lin, trying to see something in her eyes.

Unfortunately, it was so dark that nothing could be seen.

After Wen Lin finished speaking, she walked out and signaled that they could leave here too.

Until many years later, Field still remembers the figure walking away slowly in the sun. He often thinks that maybe at this moment, this figure has deeply rooted in his heart.

He could never have imagined that in the following decades, because of this person, he would join the battlefield again, looking up at her wearing the supreme crown in the blood and fighting.

He knew that it was not love, but it was better than love.

Finally, all the slaves gathered in the open space outside the arena, and Brown handed her the parchment of the count.

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, there are 482 people in total,"

Wen Lin opened the book and saw that there were forty-nine names under Field's name, all of which were circled by Brown alone.

These people should be Field's subordinates, Wen Lin smiled and thanked Brown, "Mr. Brown, thank you for your kindness,"

Brown bowed slightly, "Your Excellency Wen Lin, this is my duty,"

Five hundred armed elite royal knights, with the assistance of Field and the others, were not afraid of any trouble in the middle.

Wen Lin turned the horse's head and led everyone to Yinhe Village.

Within the area of ​​1,000 acres of land, there is only one village, Yinhe Village.

There are definitely not enough houses, but it can only be done first. Wen Lin pondered that she would draw the village plan in the next two days and solve the housing problem first.

The author has something to say: Xiao Wen's personality is super charming~