The battle in Bremen has been going on for almost a week.

A lord intercepted Amy's letter to the merchants of the Almani Federation - this is the origin of everything. This letter brought together all the lords who were dissatisfied with Amy. When Amy realized the danger, Bremen was surrounded, and Fenriel, who was tied outside the city because it was too scary, was subdued by several lords.

Fortunately, Graheide arranged all the lords who were full of Amy outside Bremen in advance, otherwise, without the protection of the city wall, Amy would not be able to hold on for a day.

However, with the huge gap in force, the battle was very difficult. When Ella's messenger arrived for the first time, Bremen's gates were already shaking.

And now, the city gate has finally been broken.

The report of the defeat poured into Amy's ears like a tide. When she heard that the enemy was less than five hundred meters away from the parliamentary hall, Amy, who had been nervous, smiled completely as if she gave up.

"Enough, let everyone put down their weapons."

She said to the soldier who came to report.

"You are all soldiers of the King of Sweden. As long as you put away your weapons, they will not make things difficult for you."

In the soldier's surprised gaze, Amy slowly closed the door of the parliamentary hall and no longer received any reports of the war. She stepped on the gorgeous red carpet and walked through the corridor full of famous paintings, step by step to the roof of the parliamentary hall.

There, she heard the terrifying cry from afar - "The enemy is in the parliamentary hall!"

"Your Majesty has a group of loyal subordinates." She said to herself, "I'm almost dead, but when I think of this, I feel inexplicably at ease."

In the fifty years of the world, if compared with heaven and earth, it is like a dream or an illusion. How could there be those who have been reborn for a time?

The sound of jumping through the door came downstairs, and then another hurried footsteps came. Soon, Grahyde rushed up.

"Why do you need to issue an order to put down your weapons?" Graheide asked behind Amy's back, "Amy, do you think they will spare you, or do you think you can explain your thoughts to them?"

"It's enough." Amy replied in a low voice, "both you and them are all His Majesty's soldiers."

"But you...?"

"I won't be caught by them so easily."

Amy closed her eyes, raised her head slightly, feeling the weight from the sky.

"My destiny must be left to His Majesty for judgment."

Soon, all resistance in Bremen stopped.

The soldiers held weapons and surrounded the three floors of the parliamentary hall. The major lords rushed outside the parliamentary hall to command the most important battle.

Amid the neat commands, the soldiers solemnly approached the last building. There was only one woman in it, but it was an elf-level magician. She was good at using magic to seduce people's hearts and burned her opponents with evil flames. The soldiers had already seen the terrifying flame on the battlefield. Although they were numerous, they were still shocked.

The door was violently kicked open. The evil woman suddenly appeared in front of them - she held a sword in her hand. The corridor behind her was filled with many swords, like a cemetery of swords.

The soldiers walking in the front row never thought that Amy was waiting for them at the door and took a step back. As soon as they retreated, they immediately collided with the soldiers in the back row, and for a moment they were overturned.

Amy smiled—even though her face was no longer bloody.

"What?" she asked, "Am I a great devil?"

"Roar up!" A lord shouted behind, "She is only one person left!"

"Follow me!" A lord waved in front of him, "Follow me to take down this traitor!"

Amy did nothing, said nothing, just stood in the corridor with a sword in her arms. No flame even emerged from her body - if she used fire to resist here, it would inevitably cause a lot of damage. And she really didn't want the damage to continue to expand.

The soldiers rushed towards her, and she rushed towards the soldiers. They were entangled together.

She only used Aphrodite's protection. Although she was not good at swordsmanship, she could take the opportunity to deprive her of the enemy of her ability to move as long as the enemy hesitated for a moment when he was slashing at her.

When the sword was dull, he pulled a new one from the corridor.

If you are exhausted, you will force yourself to pass by.

The magic power is exhausted - hope that time will come later.

The endless night is full of enemies.

The swords in Amy's hand rolled up one after another.

"You can let her go!" Graheide begged for Amy outside. He was tied up and threw it on the side of Bremen. However, the voice was suppressed by the shouts of the soldiers.

The enemy did not wait foolishly until Amy's magic was exhausted.

Under the command of the "Hairs King" Haral, they found large tables from all over Bremen. They used the table as shields, hid their bodies behind the table, and pushed Amy step by step.

——Aphrodite's protection will not work for them as long as they cannot see Amy.

Amy kicked the tables like crazy. But behind each table, there were four or five soldiers supporting them. With Amy's strength, she couldn't even let these tables shake for a while.

She was forced to the corner, surrounded by the table from all directions, and was pressed down by the soldiers through the table.

"Don't take the table away!" Haral ordered, "Still her to death through the table!"

A soldier took the spear and stabbed hard at the table. The spear penetrated the table, and Amy's screams came from behind the table.

"Continue to poke!" Haral continued to give the order, "Until she can't make any noise!"

Three more spears pierced the table and penetrated deeply into Amy's body. At the same time, a fierce fire overflowed from the table and burned the table.

Amid the flames, Amy stood up staggeringly, frightening the soldiers around her to retreat several steps.

She seemed to have fainted, but her hands and head were hanging strangely, like a puppet carrying a thread.

Her forehead was bleeding from the corner of the table, and the blood flowed down her nose and into her mouth.

"The dice has been rolled."

The sound from Amy's throat was completely different from usual.

"This rebel can't hold on anymore!" Haral shouted, and raised his axe at the same time, preparing to lead the soldiers to launch a final attack.

Amy smiled "giggled", like an evil ghost from hell.

She reached out and pointed her hand at Haral who was about to rush up, and the hundreds of soldiers outside the door.

Just then—

"Who is the thief!!!!"

A familiar voice suddenly came from a distance. In the public eye, Ella rode her horse all the way to everyone. Because of her speed, she fell off the horse when she stopped and stopped the horse.

However, Ella did not care about her pain and shouted at everyone in a heart-wrenching voice:
Chapter completed!