How can this be? !
Katarina stared at the other self in front of her in a daze. For a moment, she even wondered if her soul had left her body.
Could it be that someone is pretending to be me and wants to murder His Highness Edward?
"Excuse me, Your Excellency..."
Before Prince Edward could speak, she hurriedly said:
"Please get out of the way quickly, Your Majesty Edward! The assassins of the Nirvana Order are right beside you."
"Beside me? What on earth are you talking about?"
Prince Edward was unmoved, his eyes swept over the little waiter beside him, and then looked back at the other "Catalina", his sharp black eyebrows full of doubts.
"Right behind you, that so-called Catalina——"
She stretched out her right hand, and the delicate and dexterous black-gold armor like a shrimp's tail pointed at the other "Catalina" in front of her.
"This knight in black armor, although I have never met you, I guess there may be some misunderstandings. How about we reconfirm?"
The counterfeit in front of him looked calm and calm, his emerald green eyes full of sincerity. If Catalina wasn't in the armor, he might have been fooled by "her".
You dare to pretend to be me and talk so shamelessly... Wait, something seems wrong?
Catalina then noticed that although the counterfeit in front of her looked calm and composed, her left hand hidden beside the hem of her skirt kept waving, as if secretly signaling to her.
What does it mean? Could it be that "she" knows me?
She was originally very sure about the fake assassin's identity, but she couldn't help but be a little stunned at this moment. She paused for a few seconds to think:
Left hand... Among the people I know... they are left-handed... It seems...
For aristocrats, incorrect handedness was a serious bad habit. From childhood, any child who showed left-handed tendencies would be scolded and forcibly corrected by etiquette teachers, so there was never a left-handed person in her daily circle.
The only answer is ready to come out.
Ed? !
Through the armor's mask, Katarina took a breath of disbelief. Why is he here and pretending to be me? Is this some kind of plan by the Keeper of Secrets? Is this the effect of the "veil" secret text?
Well, if it's really him...
In order to smooth things over for her loyal attendant, Catalina, who was mid-sentence, had no choice but to hold back her embarrassment and continue speaking:
"...Well, maybe I made a mistake. Please allow me to confirm..."
Katarina turned around, and the two of them were like a mouse seeing a cat, dazed and stunned, looking like they were ready to turn around and run away at any moment:
"Hey, the assassin you two are referring to is probably not me...ahem, it's not Ai...it's not Catalina, right?"
After hearing Catalina's question, the two of them calmed down and responded in unison:
"Who is Catalina?"
Oops, I forgot... Catalina patted her helmet with her gauntlet. It seemed that these two people had never seen her before:
"I mean the brown girl over there."
"No, no, no, it's not her." The sharp voice waved his hands quickly, "The assassin we saw was wearing a waiter's clothes."
"Is it the little man next to the prince?" Catalina asked in a low voice.
"No, we observed him before and there were no traces of stitches behind his ears."
The assassin isn't here?
There are no other branches in the entire corridor, and it is impossible for the assassin to disappear out of thin air, unless... he is hiding in one of the rooms.
"Okay, I understand..." Catalina turned around again, "Sorry, Your Highness, it was just a misunderstanding -"
Prince Edward was already a little impatient at this moment. He frowned and held down the gilt-patterned sword on his waist. His eyes were full of vigilance:
"That's enough. Who are you? Why are you wearing His Majesty Richard's armor..."
Suddenly, he closed his mouth mid-sentence, as if a pendulum had suddenly stopped.
Catalina also noticed that the air was gradually burning, with an unpleasant smell like burning leather, and huge heat waves and billowing smoke leaked from the crack in the door on the side——
The assassin was hiding in the utility room.
boom!
The gas lampshade behind him suddenly exploded. The boiling mist-like flames suddenly turned into a giant python spitting out flames, separating Catalina and Prince Edward, and swept towards Prince Edward.
Because he stood too close to the front, the little waiter was almost engulfed by the heat of the fire snake.
Seeing that the end of the flame was about to reach his black hair and cuffs, Catalina had quick eyesight and quick hands, and pulled him over, thus narrowly avoiding this unnecessary disaster.
In the flash of lightning, Catalina saw an invisible green curtain blocking the way of the prince. The fire snake struck on it, and with a "buzz" sound, dazzling sparks were scattered in all directions, like fireworks at a festival.
Looking at the shield-shaped green barrier, Catalina felt that it looked very familiar.
That was not her barrier—or rather, it was indeed her barrier.
Just like no snowflake in the world is exactly the same, the barrier created by the "Lake" secret text will also be affected by the crystallization of personality. Even if the same secret text configuration is used, the barriers released by each caster are different.
But the barrier in front of him, whether it was the texture or the unique mint green color, was the same as the secret text of the "lake" he had released.
"Pa", with a shrill cracking sound, the emerald green barrier was quickly burned to pieces, and the giant python made of flames pounced on Prince Edward again——
As soon as the light turned, there was another pale golden hemispherical barrier blocking the fire snake. In the chaotic firelight, the pendant on Prince Edward's chest shone with bright golden light, obviously some kind of enchanted jewelry that could protect his life.
what should I do now……
At this moment, Catalina only felt an annoying buzzing like noise in her brain, and she couldn't think of how to act.
Because she was afraid of exposing her identity, she did not bring the broken handle of the family sword 'Heart of the Tree' with her. At this moment, she only had a suit of armor to protect herself. It was obviously impossible to defeat the assassins of the Nirvana Order...
"Quickly go, find reinforcements!"
A voice passed through the blazing wall of fire, familiar yet unfamiliar, as if it was an echo from the depths of her heart.
