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Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, more than ten days have passed, and June is slowly approaching.

The Drum Kingdom, located on Winter Island, remains bitterly cold, with snowflakes drifting down from the sky. The snowflakes are small, and the wind is weak as they slowly descend from the horizon.

In the open space of the small port village, a large number of people gathered, including villagers and Zala's guards.

They all focused their attention on the center of the field, where the fate of the entire nation would be decided.

The battle between the Queen of the Volcano Kingdom and Dalton, the former captain of the Drum Kingdom's guard, was also the final battle to determine the fate of the nations.

Although most people have become less hostile towards the Volcano Kingdom after nearly a month of interaction.

Zala brought doctors to treat patients. Originally, the medical care was free, but as the medication was being used up faster, on Dalton's advice, the medical care became free, but the medication and treatment tools had to be paid for, which was much less than the high fees charged by Dr. Kureha.

Moreover, Zala's governing philosophy was spread by Dalton, and her honesty, integrity, kindness, and compassion earned her the approval of many.

However, they worried that a king like Wapol would emerge, and since the Drum Kingdom was actually a country with universally elected monarchs, the king was not hereditary, but Wapol had forcibly seized the throne.

So essentially, they wanted to choose their own king.

"Is that the Queen of the Volcano Kingdom?"

An old figure stood there, with a reindeer lying beside him.

"That's right, this is the final battle."

The village chief, trembling, said from the side, "If Dalton loses, this country will be handed over to the other side."

"Does that mean they're going back to the castle? I just settled in there," Kureha said, somewhat angrily. Then she sighed and asked, "They're very strong, having defeated Dalton three times in a row. Dalton might not be able to win this time."

"Um."

The village chief nodded, looked at the burly figure standing in the distance, and said, "But Dalton will definitely not give up."

"Let's begin."

Looking at the figure in front of her, Zala said softly, "After this battle, everything will be settled."

"Yes, although you are a woman, and Princess at that."

Dalton took down his newly crafted weapon, held it in his hand, and said earnestly, "So I will fight to the very last moment."

"Then let's go."

Zala's expression turned serious, and out of respect for his opponent, he showed no sign of slackness.

"Be careful."

Dalton transformed into a tall, black, half-bull, half-man monster and charged toward Zala.

Dalton's massive figure exerted immense pressure; he lunged forward, closing in on Zala, and then crashed into her.

boom.

A loud bang was heard, Dalton's figure came to an abrupt stop, blocked by an arm.

Zala's right arm grew enormous, its muscles bulging and becoming extremely thick.

Thorn Acupuncture Therapy.

"How is that possible?"

Dalton stared in disbelief at the arm that had defeated him with just one hand.

Zala is incredibly powerful. In the original story, she grew larger using acupuncture and then transformed into her Spiked Club form, directly shattering a massive square stone pillar.

Bang.

Dalton pushed off with both legs, his body flying backward and landing on the ground some distance away.

"If I wanted to, you would already be dead."

Zala stared coldly at Dalton and said, "Admit defeat. You are no match for me."

"We should give it a try."

Dalton took his blade, held it in his hand, and leaped toward Zala, the massive blade slashing down.

Puff puff puff puff.

While Dalton was in mid-air, his body suddenly stiffened, and then streaks of blood spurted out as he fell to his knees with a thud.

Thorn Barrage.

His hands transformed into sharp spikes, striking out in an instant like a raging storm, with incredible speed.

She can punch dozens of holes in a wall in an instant; in terms of speed, few in the Baroque Works can match her.

very good.

"Is it okay now?"

Zala looked at Dalton and said, "I avoided your vital points and mitigated the damage, otherwise you would be dead by now."

"Not enough."

Dalton slowly stood up, gripped his knife, and said, "I haven't fallen yet."

Are you an idiot?

Zala couldn't help but yell, "You're no match for me! If this continues, you'll only get seriously injured!"

"But I haven't fallen yet."

Dalton looked at Zala and said, "As long as I don't fall, you haven't won, and this country will never belong to you."

With those words, Dalton gripped the blade, lunged at Zala, and slashed down.

Faced with this attack, Zala could use her spikes to strike first and kill him.

But Zala didn't have that many. With a stomp of her feet, she instantly dodged and arrived beside Dalton, throwing a punch.

But Dalton turned his body, and the long knife was already coming at Zala's neck.

Swoosh.

Zala's body disappeared again, dodging the attack.

Dalton kept launching attacks, but Zala didn't attack him; instead, she kept dodging.

"What's wrong with you? Why aren't you hitting me?" Dalton shouted as blood streamed down his body. "Attack me!"

"But you'll die if you do that."

Zala shouted angrily, and in a flash appeared next to Dalton, thrusting out with her right hand.

Zala couldn't possibly kill Dalton; the president had told her about Dalton's importance, and she knew it herself.

But not being able to kill him doesn't mean he can't be brought to the brink of death. However, Zala doesn't intend to do that. When Zala considers herself the king of this country, she believes that Dalton is exactly the kind of person she needs most, and that he will surely lead this country to strength.

puff.

Dalton injured his knee and fell to his knees with a thud, but the next moment, he gritted his teeth and stood up again.

"Why?"

Seeing this, Zala was puzzled as to why he was so persistent.

"Give up, Dalton, there's no need for you to continue."

"That's right, at worst we can become residents of the Volcano Kingdom."

The villagers shouted loudly.

Many villagers felt sorry for the people who witnessed this scene.

Dalton fought for them four times, getting wounded each time, yet he continued to rise up in resistance.

"Why won't Dalton admit defeat..."

Seeing this, the village chief looked puzzled and said through gritted teeth, "He's no match for you. Since the Queen doesn't intend to hurt you, just admit defeat."

But Dalton ignored him and lunged at Zala, Zala had no choice but to continue dodging.

"He was showing it to the villagers."

Kureha suddenly said, a look of helplessness on her face.

"What are you showing?" a nearby reindeer asked, its voice tinged with doubt.

Kureha said, "He was telling the villagers that the other side was unmatched in strength and that the villagers were powerless to resist. He was telling the villagers that even though he was hindering the other side from taking control of the country, the other side still did not intend to kill him, which was fundamentally different from Wapol. He was also telling everyone that if the other side ever oppressed the people in the future, he was willing to fight for them with all his might. Dalton was willing to take the gamble, and the other side was also worth taking the gamble."

As Kureha spoke, Zala flashed behind Dalton and thrust out with both hands.

puff.

The spike pierced Dalton's nape, causing Dalton to stiffen, stumble forward, and crash heavily to the ground.

"Dalton is dead?"

"No way?"

Everyone was stunned, and a sense of panic crept into their hearts.

But Kureha smiled, turned around and left with the reindeer, saying, "Let's go, let's tidy up the castle and give it to the Queen."

"He is not dead."

Zala clapped her hands and then said, "I just stabbed him in the Sleep Point to put him to sleep."

Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"What an idiot."

Zala glanced at Dalton, sighed, waved her hand, and said, "Take him to get treatment."

"Yes."

The doctor rushed over immediately, lifted Dalton up, and walked away into the distance.

People generally dislike updating only once a day, so I will change it to updating twice a day.