Quick Wear: The Pure Beauty Becomes the Boss's Favorite

Ike Galaxy Battlefield.

Inigo and Meloeus, who began the head-on confrontation, stood in the leading positions of their respective camps, commanding this war involving a huge number of participants.

As the commander-in-chief of the empire, Meloeus had such a strong aura that everyone ignored his beauty. His speechless-looking face made the soldiers present feel an unprecedented sense of security.

It seemed as if with His Majesty here, they would surely win.

The morale of the imperial soldiers was high, and they bravely rushed to the front of the battlefield with the new weapons that His Majesty had developed over the past four years.

They cannot let down His Majesty's trust!

The federal army in front of them are their enemies. They are also the culprits who assassinated the late emperor, abducted the Crown Princess as a handle before the battle, and killed Crown Prince Areli.

They are loyal to the imperial family and will wash away the past shame with the blood of their enemies.

When the master is humiliated, the minister will die. This is an eternal truth.

The head of the federation has repeatedly interfered in the political situation of the empire, plotted to kill three members of the imperial family, and repeatedly sent assassins to assassinate His Majesty Meloeus.

They will settle all the new and old grudges with this group of federal people who are used to stabbing them in the back, especially Inigo who is the most evil-hearted.

Inigo instigated Duke Ethan to murder the late emperor who was inspecting the front-line troops. He also kidnapped the Crown Princess during the battle and forced her to commit suicide on the battlefield, which made Crown Prince Areli heartbroken and seriously injured him to death.

Every debt is remembered by the people of the empire, and now is the time for them to collect the debts.

Meloeus stared at Inigo with eyes as cold as ice, a cold and dark light flashing in his eyes.

"Inigo, you will die today!"

Inigo met those emerald eyes that looked like snakes accurately, but those extremely beautiful eyes made cold sweats break out on his back.

He seemed to be locked by a large poisonous snake.

The fear from the bottom of his heart made him involuntarily avoid Meloeus' eyes.

Meloeus' lips curled slightly, his eyes indifferent.

"Kill them for me! I will plant the flag of the Styrian Empire on the main star of the Federation!"

"Anyone who stands in my way is my enemy!"

Upon hearing this order, the imperial soldiers attacked frantically as if they were given an injection of chicken blood. The improved military mechas and sophisticated weapons became the sharpest swords to rub the enemy, and they were invincible as if they were in an empty land.

They were invincible and victorious in every battle they fought.

Inigo gritted his teeth and stared fiercely at the extremely unfavorable battle situation before him.

This shouldn't be the case. We must not lose this battle!

He said in a cold voice: "Fight with all your strength and do not retreat. Anyone who disobeys my order will be killed immediately!!"

"Go ahead, fight to the death!!!"

Meloeus raised his eyes lazily, and his emerald green eyes looked at Inigo and the federal army who were resisting stubbornly as if he were looking at a dead object.

"I will reward anyone who kills Inigo handsomely."

Upon hearing this, the imperial soldiers accelerated their attack and defeated the federal army with great force.

"Brothers, rush!"

"Kill Inigo and avenge the late emperor!"

"I will use this bastard's blood to commemorate the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess of Areli!"

They rushed to the front fearlessly.

Meloeus sat firmly on the command platform, wearing a suit embroidered with fiery red roses, making him look like a rose grown in the flames of war.

Warm, bright, charming, thorny and prickly.

The young and handsome captain of the palace guard, Malcolm, guarded the emperor loyally, his eyes occasionally glancing at the chaotic battlefield ahead.

He is one of His Majesty's martial arts masters and sparring partners.

Although he knew that His Majesty was no longer the same person he used to be and that the enemy's fighting power was no weaker than that of the soldiers present, he still hoped that His Majesty could stay away from the battlefield.

This battlefield is really too dangerous.

If anything happens to your majesty, there will be a huge storm in the Styrian Empire.

But Your Majesty insisted on going to the battlefield to lead the troops in battle.

Meloeus suddenly glanced toward the northwest, and among the defeated and retreating federal army was a familiar figure that he remembered deeply.

"Inigo, you can't escape."

He took out the sickle from the space button. The cold weapon made of special metal exuded a chill, which complemented its owner perfectly.

Malcolm saw this and said, "Your Majesty, you must not take any risks!"

Meloeus glanced at the other person calmly.

"Putting yourself in danger? He deserves to be called dangerous based on this. I'd like to meet him properly!"

As he finished speaking, countless black thorns quickly grew on the battlefield.

Meloeus, holding a black sickle, walked through the thorn bushes, heading in the northwest direction where Inigo was retreating under cover.

The rapidly growing thorns entangled the federal army in the northwest like black snakes, continuously sucking the vitality of those entangled.

"Ah! What is this?"

"Cut them off quickly, don't let them grow!"

"These black thorns are plants that were born from the blood power of the Rossthorn royal family. Once you are entangled by them, you will become nutrients for the thorns."

"Hurry up and don't let them get close!"

"Master, please move quickly! The Imperial offensive is too fierce and it will be difficult for us to hold on."

"Success or failure at the moment is not the final result. There is no need for you to fight to the death with Meloeus."

"Where there is life, there is hope!"

Meloeus walked along the black thorns and pressed the button at the bottom of the sickle, splitting the sickle, which was as tall as an adult, into two blades.

The silver blade exudes a cold luster.

He swung out one of the sickles, and the tip of the blade accurately hooked the core of Inigo's mecha, causing Inigo, who was retreating in the mecha, to fall behind.

"I didn't allow you to leave, who told you to run away!"

Inigo fell to the ground violently, being hooked back by the sharp sickle connected to the chain.

The direction he retreated was the land of Meloeus.

Meloeus swung his other sickle and aimed it at Inigo, who was locked on him.

"This is my hunting ground. How can you, my favorite prey, leave?"

"Inigo, I want your life!"

Inigo turned over and stood up, swinging his lightsaber to cut off the thorns entangled in the mecha.

"Hetui! Arrogant!"

"It's still unclear who is the prey, you or me!"

He quickly approached Meloeus, trying to kill the emperor who came to his door with one blow, but he obviously seriously underestimated Meloeus's strength.

With a "puff", the sickle pierced into the body.

The black sickle, which had been ready to strike, turned around and hit Inigo from behind, causing his legs to go weak and he fell to his knees.

"Impossible, how can you be so strong?"

Even if Meloeus had been trying to hide his abilities before, the opponent's strength was indeed unimpressive. It was clear that he should not have such a powerful fighting force.

Meloeus chuckled and said, "You underestimate me. Four years is enough to turn a weak person into a top-level warrior who can kill anyone who stands in his way."

"And I am the best proof!"

While controlling the black thorns to continue devouring the body trapped in the cage, he increased the force of the rotation of the sickle that was inserted into Inigo's back.

The imperial soldiers stopped the federal soldiers who wanted to rush over to rescue Inigo and cleared the battlefield covered with black thorns.

Your Majesty, please take action. No one is allowed to approach!