As a queen who has lost her kingdom, I can see the comments section.

This is also one of Barrett's abilities, which allows him to split his attacks into dozens in an instant, creating a mix of real and feints that leave the attacker unsure of which attack to guard against.

Amelia couldn't distinguish which attack was real and which was illusory in a short time, but she didn't need to defend against it.

Like a snow sprite, she gently floated backward, creating distance between herself and Barrett.

Wind God Dance Steps!

Amelia, bathed in the gentle breeze, nimbly moved through the alleyways, ignoring Barrett's relentless pursuit.

'This guy's attacks are so slow.'

The thought unconsciously popped into Amelia's mind.

In reality, Barrett's attacks weren't slow, but Amelia's usual sparring partner was Eileen, and once Eileen launched her attack, it was so fast that it was impossible to keep up.

Having grown accustomed to sparring with Eileen, Amelia, upon seeing another mid-level apostle make a move, inevitably compared this attack to Eileen's, easily concluding that the opponent was too slow.

After dodging the attacks for a while, Amelia also sensed that Barrett's heart had become restless.

Barrett's inability to break through after a prolonged attack was clearly not the result he wanted, so it's not surprising that he became agitated. And when a person becomes agitated, their actions are bound to have some flaws.

Amelia wouldn't let this opportunity slip by.

She seized an opportunity and struck suddenly, swinging her longbow forward. The bow grazed the blade of her opponent's longsword, even producing a piercing sound.

Before Barrett could react, Amelia twisted her longbow again, weaving the opponent's sword between the bow and the bowstring. With the twist, the bow was pressed against the middle of the longsword's blade, and the bowstring was positioned below the hilt of the longsword.

Under these circumstances, Amelia exerted a little force in her hand, and Barrett's longsword made a creaking sound, about to be broken by the longbow.

"Get out of my way!"

Barrett saw through Amelia's plan, his expression changed slightly, and he clenched his other fist and slammed it towards Amelia. As the fist approached, it rapidly enlarged, making it much larger than a person's head.

Giant limbs!

This is Barrett's third ability.

Amelia had seen this ability before, and with a quick backhand jerk while gripping her bow, she dodged the attack.

Just as Amelia left the attack, Barrett opened his fist, revealing a bottle containing a purple liquid inside.

"boom!"

Barrett slammed the bottle against the wall next to him, causing it to shatter.

As the bottle shattered, the purple liquid inside evaporated rapidly upon contact with air, turning into an invisible gas.

Amelia quickly held her breath, but even so, she still smelled some pungent odors before she could even hold her breath. When she smelled those pungent odors, even her brain felt slightly dizzy, and she felt as if a strange warmth was growing inside her body.

"This is a potion that's useless for men, but it will arouse women in certain areas. Under the influence of this potion, let's see what you can use to fight." Barrett charged forward again after seeing that his sneak attack had succeeded.

Chapter 139 This must not be the His Majesty I know!

The Kingdom of Bagus wanted to take over Star River Territory, and since the lord of Star River Territory, Ruth, was skilled in using poison, the Kingdom of Bagus also transferred people skilled in poison to the vicinity of Star River Territory. They would occasionally provide some related potions to their own people in Star River Territory in order to target Ruth.

The potion of desire that Barrett is currently using was provided by the Kingdom of Bagus.

He wasn't originally going to use this potion in battle, but rather to train slaves. However, he didn't have any other potions on him at the moment, only the lust potion, so he had no choice but to use this one.

In the past, Barrett used aphrodisiacs to control slaves. He knew that once the slaves smelled the aphrodisiac, they would become weak and powerless, and could be manipulated at will.

If Amelia is also affected, then the advantage in this battle will tilt in our favor.

As a series of thoughts flashed through his mind, Barrett had already closed in on Amelia, and his sword, which was slightly bent but not broken, slashed at Amelia without any mercy.

Amelia held her breath and decisively responded with archery, quickly engaging Barrett in combat.

As mid-level apostles, both moved with incredible speed, their bows and swords clashing repeatedly, the crisp sounds echoing rapidly through the snow-covered alley.

Not long after, with a "bang," a section of the sword tip flew out into the darkness and embedded itself in the snow.

Barrett stepped back, holding the broken sword with only the hilt and a small portion of the blade remaining. He looked at the broken sword in his hand, then at Amelia, feeling somewhat incredulous.

Why is this guy still able to fight so well despite being under the influence of the lust potion? Shouldn't his body be going limp at this point?

Could it be because the other party is an apostle, and therefore has a stronger resistance to this potion?

Furthermore, why is it that the opponent can exert such strong melee combat ability while wielding a bow at close range?

'Could this be archery...? Wait, speaking of which, there seems to be a constant gust of wind around her... Is she an elf? No, she must be a half-elf!'

A series of thoughts flashed through Barrett's mind.

Before he could think any further, a soft sigh came from ahead.

No, it wasn't a sigh!

Barrett suddenly became alert, noticing a blue arrow flying through the snow and quickly approaching him.

The sigh of the wind!

After fighting Amelia in close combat for a while, Barrett almost forgot that Amelia's weapon was a bow, which should have ranged attack capabilities. He was caught off guard by this attack and awkwardly turned his body to the side to barely dodge it.

But then Barrett heard even more sighs.

No, it should be described as the sound of something cutting through the air!

Barrett turned his head and saw two more blue arrows flying towards him. Having just barely dodged the first arrow, he was unable to make any further evasive maneuvers.

"puff!"

An arrow pierced Barrett's abdomen, causing him to scream in pain.

The next arrow pierced Barrett's shoulder, causing him to stumble and fall to the ground, where blood quickly stained the ground red.

Amelia drew her bow at Barrett with swift, decisive movements and fired again.

Each time an apostle advances in rank, their original abilities are enhanced to a certain extent. Amelia's earliest Wind Sigh can now be fired in rapid succession, making her attacks faster and more swift.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

One after another, blue arrows flew out. Barrett, who was already injured, was unable to defend himself effectively. He struggled to dodge and defend, but in a short time he was riddled with holes, and the flowing blood turned the snow red.

Under these circumstances, Barrett's resistance became increasingly weak.

Amelia's pretty face turned cold as she aimed at Barrett's head.

"Wait, let's talk this out. Is there anything you want to know? I can tell you anything." Barrett panicked.

He never expected things to turn out this way. Perhaps he should have left immediately upon realizing that his opponent possessed an unexpected mid-level apostle rank, but he was careless and thought he could win, which is why things have come to this.

If one can live, who would want to die?

Barrett, of course, also wanted to live.

But Amelia completely ignored Barrett's words.

She had shot Barrett in vital areas many times before, but even though Barrett had a hard time defending himself, he protected his vital areas very well, which is why he was riddled with bullets but did not die.

But such struggles were ultimately futile.

"Whoosh!"

With a sigh-like whistling sound, the blue arrow flew out once more.

Barrett could feel the arrow was coming straight for his head, and instinctively raised his hand to shield it. Immediately afterward, he felt a sharp pain in his palm.

The pain in his hand had barely begun to surface before Barrett, before he could even scream, was followed by the excruciating pain in his head.

The instant the pain surfaced in his head, Barrett's consciousness immediately plunged into darkness.

The blue arrow pierced Barrett's head mercilessly, taking his life. His body fell limply onto the snow.

Seeing the obvious bloody hole in Barrett's head, Amelia also breathed a sigh of relief.

[As expected of Amelia, there are probably very few people of the same rank who can fight her, right?]

[However, Amelia's combat experience is still lacking; she was tricked by Barrett using a potion of desire.]

[I have a question: Was Amelia really unaffected by the potion?]

[Ask the same question. 】

[Shouldn't it have been affected?]

[It should have an effect; Amelia's eyes seem to have become more watery.]

The audience was discussing it enthusiastically.

Amelia did feel a burning sensation inside her body at that moment. Even though she had been holding her breath, the breath she had inadvertently inhaled at the beginning still had an effect on her.

'I should be able to resist the urge; I'll go see Ruth first.'

With these thoughts in mind, Amelia suppressed the burning desire within her and headed towards Ruth.

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The snow is falling very quickly.

Ruth's hair was streaked with snow, and her clothes were covered in snow, making her feel chilly all over.

Before Ruth stood Wilbur, clad in black armor.

Wilbur was closing in on Ruth, his eyes filled with greed, wanting to take the woman he had been longing for.

Finally... he could finally have the woman he had always dreamed of, which made him feel hot all over, and he felt that his life would become perfect at this moment.

But at that moment, Wilbur suddenly felt a strong sense of nausea welling up from the depths of his heart, and he couldn't help but bend over and dry heave.

He covered his mouth with his hand, feeling as if he had vomited something. He trembled slightly as he brought his hand to his eyes and found that it was covered in scarlet blood.

That was his own blood.

"This is……"

Wilbur had a bad feeling and suddenly looked up at Ruth.

Seeing that her poison was finally taking effect, Ruth calmed down and said, "Wilbur, I am, after all, a mid-level apostle. My poison cannot be resisted by using other people's antidotes."

“Impossible, the person who made the antidote was also a mid-level apostle.” Wilbur said, then gagged a few more times.

“If that person came to fight me on their own, they might be able to resist my methods, but you are just someone who has obtained some antidotes. Those antidotes may be able to cure most poisons, but not all of them. I can use targeted poisons,” Ruth said coldly.

Wilbur was unable to answer; he kept gagging as if he were about to vomit up his insides.

This was a pain he had never felt before. He knelt helplessly on the ground, bent over and vomiting repeatedly, with drops of blood sliding from his mouth and nose onto the ground.