The Pirate: The Black Duke

Hiles looked at him incredulously, just a simple fight, and he lost the ability to fight back?

No, it should be called unilateral crushing. It is a powerful strength that is enough to kill oneself without any effort, and a terrifying power hidden in the body, but has not been shown.

"you……"

Hiles stared at her, just as he spoke, but when he saw Meester in front of him, he suddenly smiled. He felt the long sword in his hand fall off and fell to his side with a clang, his voice was very clear.

Sure enough, there is no ability to resist.

It's just that she is more puzzled, why such a world-renowned big person would appear in the Kingdom of Cochs, and it was at the time when Princess Medea was sleeping.

"You...what do you want to do?"

When it comes to the safety of Princess Medea, Hayles' face is no longer as calm as before, with a hint of panic in his tone.

Hearing this, Meester immediately showed a smile on his face, then looked at her gaze, and said softly: "Take me to meet your princess. I still have something to ask her clearly."

Hearing this, Hayles sneered. She would not believe this kind of lie. It was obviously directed at Princess Medea, so Hayles said coldly: "You really are directed at our princess. ."

Meester laughed and stared at her: "I hope you can cooperate. I don't want to do anything to such a beautiful woman."

"Humph!"

Hayles snorted coldly.

"Don't worry, I just want to ask something, and I won't do anything to your princess."

"Do you think I will believe you?"

Meester shook his head helplessly, and then grabbed Hiles' shoulders with one hand. Hiles struggled violently, but felt that his shoulders were trapped by steel pipes, and it was impossible to break free.

"You bastard, let me go."

Hiles yelled and slapped Meister on the chest with his hands, but Meester was unmoved.

"Stop talking nonsense and leave your clothes on the street."

Sure enough, these words were extremely lethal to women, and Hayles' face immediately turned pale, as if thinking of the scene where everyone was watching, she shuddered and her face immediately paled.

Seeing the expression on Hayles, Meester smiled with evil taste, then grabbed Hayles and jumped up from the ground and walked towards the bedroom where Princess Medea was.

But at this moment, a strange breath spread, and Meester was taken aback, looking extremely surprised.

Before he could think about the source of this breath, suddenly a violent wind broke out in the palace.

This situation made him even more unexpected. He was able to distinguish it from his aura, and the owner who broke out of this aura had extremely powerful strength, but in the mere Kingdom of Cochs, is there anyone with such a powerful strength?

With the information he knew, it shouldn't be possible at all, but what he felt was extremely real.

"what's going on?"

Meester asked in a low voice. Although there was no tension, it was unexpected.

"The princess is awake..." Hayles also felt the scene behind her, and immediately said in surprise. Then she froze again and said quickly, "No, the princess seemed to be awakened by a loud noise."

Hayles said hurriedly, and Meester rushed over with her immediately.

"Knight Ji-sama... you are finally back."

The guard said quickly after seeing Heles.

Seeing the guard's face a little flustered, Hayles quickly asked, "What happened?"

"Go in and see for yourself!"

With that, Hiles rushed in immediately, and Meester followed in at the same time.

"Men stop!" The guard blocked Meester, but there was pitch black in front of him, and nothing was seen.

"princess!"

Heles who rushed in gave a subconscious cry, and then a crimson figure appeared in front of her, which shocked her.

this is……

His body exudes an extremely familiar aura, but it looks strange again. When Hayles stared at it, he was taken aback again.

Beauty...Princess Medea...

She couldn't help but be surprised. Anyone who saw this scene could not be surprised, because in her cognition, Princess Medea was just a bit stronger than ordinary people, and would never give off such a frightening atmosphere.

Meester was also stunned, because the woman in front of him made him feel an unprecedented stunning beauty.

The woman in front of her has long silver-gray wavy hair flying in the wind. Her body is a crimson robe. The hem of the robe is like a forked skirt, falling on the sides, revealing a pair of slender and white legs, her chest. Two big bags are bulged up, which can make people notice for the first time.

She has high-heeled shoes of the same color but embellished with patterns. The inside of her dress is woven white gauze, the waist is tied with a red ribbon, and a robe is embroidered with a few roses.

At this moment, the woman floating in the air suddenly opened her eyes, and the red phantom suddenly spread all over her body. A phantom and fire-like energy gathered in her hands and gradually turned into a beautiful fan.

The fan formed by the concentration of energy is full of beauty and looks no different from the real fan.

Her eyes are bright and clear, but they have magic power that makes people unable to divert their eyes. The emerald green eyes are like a pair of emeralds, shining a unique brilliance, and at the same time they have a breathtaking feeling.

Rumble... The wind was suddenly fierce, like a rising cyclone around her, long silver-gray hair and red robe flying in the air.

Beautiful face, luxurious demeanor, crimson robe draped like a phantom, at this moment, as if a goddess came to the world, Meester was shocked and dumb.

After the surprise, Meister finally saw the phantom formed by the crimson airflow on this woman, isn't it the legendary witch?

No different!

Animals, all fruits, witches, monsters!

After following Reinhardt for many years, of course he has seen the Devil Fruit Illustrated Book, and the shape of the woman in front of him is not the legendary witch...

He always thought that this devil fruit could not appear, but he saw it with his own eyes here.

"Hailes..."

A cold female voice spread.

The blue waves in the pair of eyes were like washing, the surface was flat with a layer of frost, and a few silver-gray hairs fluttered around the face. The delicate face seemed to be a treasure carved out by nature, and the tall nose was even more heroic. When she saw After Mestre, her eyebrows were clustered, and the wrinkles looked like a thousand mountains of snow, bihan and frost.