From time to time, the quiet cell could be heard with the faint sound of metal shackles rubbing against the masonry walls.

The emerald green vertical pupils were like two deep will-o'-the-wisps in the darkness, flickering and flickering as Peloris blinked.

Clang!

The scales hit the shackles again and again, constantly wearing away the magic runes on them.

However, for the powerful restraint of the shackles, the young dragon's resistance seems a bit too weak, just like a child who contradicts his parents in adolescence. The seemingly powerful attack is actually unable to achieve any substantive effect.

"Everything you do is meaningless." A clear male voice sounded.

A black clown wearing a dark short robe walked into the prison and casually placed a human skull on the table.

asphyxia.

The sense of oppression brought by the Black Clown to Peloris far exceeds that of the previous "jailer" Duke of Spades.

Peloris said in a hoarse voice:

"No matter what you plan to do with me, you will never succeed. Let me go quickly..."

The black clown put his face to the railing and smiled happily:

"No, no, no, we have 'succeeded'."

Peloris had a bad premonition in her heart:

"What's the meaning?"

The black clown picked up the skull on the table:

"I disguised myself as you and carried out a public hanging. You did have two friends come to save you. One of them is holding the Nine of Spades in my hand at the moment."

He raised the skull in Peloris's direction.

The girl's face instantly turned pale, she took two steps back and murmured in a low voice:

"how so……"

The black clown smiled and comforted:

"Don't be so sad. Think on the bright side. At least there is one person alive. Her name seems to be Hola? Her background is not small. There are so many miscellaneous things in the soul of the Nine of Spades..."

Peloris shouted as if she had caught a glimmer of hope:

"Holla! Did she run away?"

Black clown shrugs:

"Of course, I didn't chase her."

After hearing this, Peloris breathed a sigh of relief, but then lowered her head, letting the loss and sadness swallow her up.

The black clown waved his hand very kindly:

"It's not your fault. It was me who wanted to kill him. I just took advantage of you a little in the process. After committing the murder, will the judge put the knife he used in jail?"

Peloris raised her head in surprise.

Why is this person comforting himself and it doesn't sound like sarcasm.

It was obvious that he had just killed the spade boss.

The black clown showed a warm smile:

"You may have a little misunderstanding about me. I am not a bad person. In fact, I feel sad about the death of the Nine of Spades. The King of Hearts is the same. When my sister and I came here, he was really sad.

He warmly entertained us and protected us, who were still mere mortals, in this crisis-ridden world.

"It's just that sometimes, people are like this, they always have to do things they don't like."

Peloris showed disdain:

"To do evil is to do evil. No matter what reasons you have, evil will never change."

The black clown smiled and nodded:

"you're right.

"We have done some very bad things, very bad things, and this will not change.

"Just because I did bad things doesn't mean I'm a bad person, I'm just a good person who went on a different path from them.

Peloris quipped:

"Do you mean to judge whether a person is a good person, not by whether he has done good things, but by whether he has a 'kind' heart?"

The black clown shook his head again:

"No, no, evil is evil, but if I sacrifice a hair of someone else to save their life, can it be considered evil? In the same way, if I accidentally break my hair in order to save the lives of everyone in the city,

Someone else's hand, am I going to be put in jail for this?

"Those wise kings have challenged the tyrants and launched a just war. Do they still want to atone for the countless innocent soldiers who died in the war and commit suicide after the war?

"Pursuing the path of justice and truth is by no means free of charge. The Nine of Spades, the King of Hearts, and the Queen of Hearts are the price they must pay in this process."

Peloris could clearly sense that there was something wrong with the other party's words, but she didn't know how to refute it.

Seeing the girl's troubled expression, the black clown said again:

"Actually, I don't really understand what that sentence means. My sister told me all about it. She always talks about lofty goals, but I don't understand it very well. Anyway, I just need to know

One thing will do.

"That's to protect my sister, that's all."

When Peloris looked into Black Clown's eyes, she always felt a strange sense of inconsistency. There seemed to be an obvious problem, but she could not find the reason for the abnormality at all.

The black clown showed a kind smile:

"My sister and I have always had a good relationship. We were born almost at the same time and have been together since childhood. No matter who bullies her, I will protect her."

Peloris couldn't understand why the other party suddenly fell into memories.

But the black clown is getting more and more excited:

"By the way, you heard about the old King of Hearts assassinating the new King, right? I am the Clown King who was assassinated, and my sister is the Clown Queen. Don't you think it's strange?"

That's right! Peloris felt something was wrong. Although the other party looked like an adult male, his tone and demeanor sounded like a boy.

The boy continued:

"When I was a child, I often looked for fairy tales to read by myself. Did your parents tell you fairy tales? Anyway, my parents didn't like to tell me fairy tales. Every time I gave them a fairy tale book, they would be scolded and criticized.

A boy shouldn't look at these things all the time."

That's too long-winded, Peloris thought.

"Anyway, I often read fairy tale books by myself, and then I suddenly discovered that the king is a man, and the queen is a woman. In fact, at this time, I was very strange, why the queen must be a woman, but what's even more strange is that

later.

"They are actually husband and wife, husband and wife!"

Is there anything strange about this? Why did he say it with such horrified eyes and tone.

Peloris began to feel strange.

"I was thinking at that time, why can't the king and the queen be siblings? Of course, my sister also agreed with me.

"So, when we came here and found a pair of chairs, one for the Queen of Hearts and one for the King of Hearts, at that time, I was thinking..."

The black clown turned his head and looked directly at Peloris with his big clear eyes:

"I was just thinking, why can't the king and queen be my sister and me?"

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