Bolton died in the fire and Solandelle was captured, which marked that Andre had full control of the center of the palace, and all obstacles to the throne had been cleared.

For Andre, there was one last thing to do before he was officially crowned.

"Long——" With a heavy muffled sound, the stone door at the dark entrance of the palace was opened.

As the highest level of imprisonment in Doguland, prisoners imprisoned in the Black Prison are almost impossible to leave. In the past thirty years, the only person who has been imprisoned in the Black Prison and escaped unharmed was the person who was regarded as an alien from the outside world before.

Kino Van Helsing, the "Twilight Death" who rose to prominence when the Enemy Defense Act was enacted.

And today, this prison of endless darkness welcomed its second escapee.

The door to the black gate opened, and a figure staggered out. Judging from his age, he was a young man. His body joints were deformed due to years of wearing shackles. His skin was as pale as paper due to the lack of sunlight all day long. Even his eyes were damaged due to long-term exposure to the shackles.

It degraded due to the dark environment and formed a white cocoon.

This person is none other than the eldest son of Perseus and his old love Eliza, Andre's brother, the former great prince of Doguland, who was later imprisoned for assisting the "White Dragon" Sulla's rebellion.

Murphy Doguland of Kwan.

The moment Murphy walked out of the black gate, he almost fell down due to weakness in his body. Andre, who was waiting outside, strode forward and supported him steadily.

Murphy held Andre's hand and kept stroking it, as if identifying his identity through touch. Soon, his shoulders trembled, tears flowed from his degraded eyes, and he said in a trembling voice: "You came to pick me up.

..you did it..."

Andre nodded: "What you didn't do, I did."

Murphy laughed softly and said quietly: "To be honest, I never thought you could succeed. I thought that after I failed to assist Sura, my mother's revenge would never be avenged."

Andre took out a cigarette from his arms and put it in Murphy's hand: "I told you back then, if you want to accomplish anything, you can't count on others, you can only rely on yourself."

Murphy smiled and did not argue. He picked up the cigarette and sniffed it greedily in front of his nose, as if he was immersed in its aroma. Andre also took out the cigarette in time to help him light the cigarette.

"Cough...cough!" There is no cigarette enjoyment in the black gate. Murphy has not touched tobacco in 15 years. He suddenly smoked it and choked violently.

Andre took Murphy's cigarette away and put it directly into his mouth without bothering with the saliva on it. The brothers who had the same father and mother but had been separated for 15 years were just sitting side by side, smoking the same cigarette.

It seems like I have returned to the days when we forged ahead together in the midst of suffering.

After Murphy finished coughing, he asked for the cigarette and continued to smoke. This time it was much calmer. He finished the cigarette and suddenly asked lightly: "When are you going to attack me?"

The atmosphere did not become tense because of this question. Both brothers seemed to know each other well. Andre said slowly: "You decide the time. It can be any day before my coronation ceremony."

Murphy: "Then now."

Andre: "You finally got out of the prison, don't you want to live a little longer? I can't give you anything except the throne."

Murphy: "My biggest wish in life is to drag that old man off the throne. You have already done it, so there is no need for me to stay any longer, so as to save the ministers behind you from being afraid all day long."

"And..." Murphy raised his head. Although his white-coated eyes were blind, they seemed to be staring at someone, "I miss my mother."

Andre didn't say anything, he just kept blinking his red eyes hard, trying to force back the warm liquid.

"Brother is gone. Remember to come to the cemetery to see me when you have time. Oh, by the way..." Murphy turned around and left the last words of his life, "Remember to move your mother's tomb to the palace. She is alone."

She has been on Lonely Mountain for so long, it’s time to take her home.”

Andre stared at Murphy's back, his eyes full of vicissitudes of life, and said quietly: "Farewell, brother."

...

In the afternoon of that day, King Qin's troops from all over the country took control of all institutions in the royal city. All the plague beasts and "rebels" raging in the city were eliminated, and the turmoil was finally calmed down.

It was revealed by the authority of the royal family that the attack by the plague beast in the royal city was caused by a coup in the palace. The thief Burton van Dogrund was unwilling to be demoted. He used his former relationship with the Guards to collude with both internal and external forces to deliberately destroy the towns around the royal city.

The epidemic area was opened, and the gates of the royal city were opened wide, allowing the plague beasts to enter the city and wreak havoc, causing chaos.

At the same time, Bolton and his sister Solandel jointly conspired in the palace, killing their father and mother in an attempt to usurp the throne. Later, relying on the King's army from all over the country to revolt, the rebellion was suppressed. Bolton died on the spot and Solandel was captured alive.

, the second prince Andre, who commanded the counter-rebellion in this battle, will be paraded through the streets and executed in public.

At this moment, the streets were crowded with people and turned into a boiling sea of ​​people. The people held high the portrait of the late King Perseus, shouted and howled:

"The bitch! The bitch who killed his parents!"

"His Majesty the King has been kind throughout his life, but why did he raise such a beast like you?"

"Kill her! Use her blood to avenge His Majesty!"

...

A succession of angry curses resounded throughout the sky. Andre wore an armor full of battle scars and blood stains, riding a tall horse and walking in front of the team. Behind him was a cross prison carriage, with a petite girl on top.

Solandel was hung like an animal on the frame of the prison cart. Her skin was torn and covered with bloodstains from torture. The flesh and blood from the wounds were stained with pieces of clothing. Many of them were not yet scabbed, and they were dripping with the vibrations of the prison cart.

Blood.

The moment Solandel appeared, the people's anger reached its peak. Stones, rotten eggs, rotten vegetable leaves, swill for pigs...all kinds of things were thrown or smashed on her body. It didn't take long.

Her head was smashed, bleeding along with the wounds on her body, and her face and body were bruised.

In the chaos, mistakes inevitably occurred in the escort team. A civilian holding a portrait of Perseus somehow squeezed to the side of the prison car and tore Solandel's face with his nails, leaving several bloody scratches on her face.

Andre was kind enough not to punish the civilian, but just asked the guards to take him away.

Before being pulled down, the civilians spat at Solandel and cursed angrily: "Think of killing the royal father, and the gods will curse you!"

During the whole process, Solandel did not struggle or cry. She had witnessed the death of too many relatives today, and her spirit had reached the edge of collapse. The torture and torture had also made her body numb. She no longer had the strength to resist, but

His eyes were drooping and vacant, like a controlled puppet.
Chapter completed!