Roland definitely heard it right. Helena did call Her Majesty the Queen just now.
No matter how you think about the "queen" related to Roland, you can only think of the Silver Queen.
In addition, neither Bansa's mad dog nor Su Ze's noble and glamorous queen, nor the queens of other Ya'an clans, have anything to do with Roland at this moment.
If Helena has a relationship with the Silver Queen, Roland will naturally be happy to chat with her, build a relationship with her, and then kill her and send her back to heaven.
——However, after Roland turned around to ask, she denied what she had just said and lowered her head, not daring to look up at her.
So Roland said: "Do you think I'm stupid? Do I really believe you when you say you didn't say anything?"
Roland's eyes narrowed slightly.
Without any warning, Roland retracted the blade of the sword, which was only an inch away from Helena's eyeballs, back into the staff sword, and danced the staff in the air.
"That's right."
Roland asked casually: "I'll give you one last time..."
"You heard wrong..."
Before Roland could finish speaking, Helena raised her head as if nothing had happened and stared at Roland with her gray-white pupils.
It was just a courtesy - Roland also didn't wait for her to finish speaking. The sharp sword suddenly popped out of the cane and instantly pierced Helena's forehead, bringing a fine mist of blood through the back of her head.
The huge kinetic energy pushed her upper body backwards and hit the ground heavily. In less than a blink of an eye, Roland completed the entire process from drawing the sword to attacking in a brutal manner.
This gesture pinned Helena directly to the ground.
Roland half-knelt on Helena's side, holding tightly the staff and sword inserted into the ground at a vertical angle in his right hand. He slowly shook the staff and sword inserted into her forehead as if changing gears in a car. Her brain was stained red with blood.
It was squeezed out from the gap between the sword blade and the skin.
"It's useless, with this level of pain."
Helena seemed to be completely unable to feel the pain of the sword piercing her head. Not to mention the painful trembling, there was not even a drop of sweat on her face. She just closed her eyes and spoke softly in a tone that was completely aloof.
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Roland was silent for a long time, and then his voice suddenly softened: "Do you dare to look at my face and say this, Helena?"
When she heard Roland pronounce her name abruptly, Helena, who had closed her eyes just now and seemed uncooperative, suddenly widened her eyes with an expression of disbelief.
Time seemed to stand still here. But after five or six seconds, Helena, who was staring at Roland's face, suddenly laughed.
Her laughter became louder and louder, more and more unbridled. Even because of her wild laughter, even Roland's staff and sword that penetrated her forehead was almost ejected from the ground. A large amount of blood flowed out under her head, around her.
, those flowers that were nourished by the blood became more delicate and beautiful.
Roland didn't stop her, he just squatted beside her silently, waiting for her to laugh enough without saying a word.
After several more minutes, Helena's laughter gradually subsided. At this time, Purcell's sixth eye had been chopped into pieces by Scott, and the outside world less than five or six meters away from Roland had turned into a hell on earth.
There are black ripples wandering randomly in the air, and they will bounce back when they encounter things, while the ground has turned into complete lava and cannot stand. When those black ripples approach the floating garden of Anvilia, they will not
Instead of bouncing back, it just stayed in the air, then quietly faded and disappeared.
Roland didn't even care about Seer's life or death anymore. He just stared at Helena with a gaze that was so calm that it could be called cold.
Helena's words made Roland raise his eyebrows: "You are not her."
She probably knew that there was no point in pretending now. Helena mocked unceremoniously: "No matter how similar you are, you are still just a fake."
"If it were her, if it were Her Royal Highness the Queen, she would definitely forgive me..."
"——Forgive your betrayal?"
Roland suddenly said something, and the second half of Helena's words got stuck in her throat.
However, she didn't mind her gaffe at all, and just shouted loudly with an awe-inspiring attitude: "So what? I just want to save more people!"
Roland was silent. He didn't say a word, but the staff and sword he held in his right hand became stronger.
Helena dismissed this weak reaction: "Have you ever heard of war? Do you know what war is like? No, at your age, you definitely wouldn't know."
"It is a cruel purgatory that only those who have experienced it personally can understand. There is no hope on the battlefield. What remains in the blood is despair, fear, madness and the wailing that surrounds the ears and cannot be forgotten at all.
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"It was not an arena of glory. There was no glory at all on the battlefield. There was only blood and corpses, dead people and the living people who killed them. There was only life and death, and everything else was meaningless."
"Do you know the battlefield? After the death of the Silver Queen, Elkart is obviously defeated, why do you still send the people to the mincing ground? I don't understand! I really don't understand!"
Helena reprimanded almost angrily, her gray-white pupils gradually bursting, and a trace of bright red flowing in them.
"I saw children of thirteen or fourteen years old undergoing transformation ceremonies in groups, turning into undead and wearing armor and going to the battlefield; I saw a father shed tears of blood on the battlefield, picking up the pieces of meat belonging to his children, trying to turn them into corpses.
Piece it all together.”
"I saw the holy fire on the horizon burning Elkart into a desert inch by inch. I saw a young scarlet warrior who had no wife yet, who had been at the forefront, leading the boy scouts to bear down the endless legion of God's envoys.
.Their corpses were sent to the rear, and first the arms and legs were replaced, then the internal organs and heads were replaced. Finally, there were no complete pieces, so they pieced together their souls..."
"——There is nothing more foolish than starting a war."
Helena's emotions gradually calmed down, and her gray-white pupils were completely broken, revealing the bright red eyes inside. It could be seen that her eyes were full of pity.
"If war is unavoidable, let's end everything in the shortest time. A war requires the participation of two parties to become a war. Moreover, war is more often used as a means rather than an end. Therefore, satisfying them is
alright."
"Facts have proved that the greed of the gods is nothing more than this. They got Elcard, disbanded the Scarlet Crusaders, built a temple in Elkart, deposed the interim ruler, and then withdrew. What if?
Otherwise, how long will the war continue, and how many comrades will go crazy in the endless war..."
"——Is this the reason for your betrayal?"
Roland suddenly spoke, interrupting Helena's chatter.
"...What do you mean? Isn't this enough?"
On the other hand, Helena looked incomprehensible: "It was a completely meaningless war with no hope of victory. It was simply a massacre. Why should it continue? Just for that ridiculous glory? Stop joking.
, glory and dignity are not as important as living. When you die, you have nothing, but when you are alive, you have everything..."
"So, you betrayed the entire Elkart just to keep yourself alive?"
Roland's face was expressionless.
Obviously to keep everyone alive - Helena wanted to retort.
But inexplicably, a familiar yet unfamiliar power made Helena open her mouth but couldn't say a word.
"Betrayal is unforgivable. No matter what the reason is, there is no forgiveness for betrayal."
Roland stood up slowly, and a silver thorn rune gradually appeared on his forehead.
Helena's pupils instantly shrank to the size of needlepoints.
"...This is...the crown of thorns?!"
Roland ignored Helena's intention. He didn't even think of looking back, as if looking at Helena would dirty his eyes.
He just asked softly towards the open space: "You heard it, Elucard."
"Ah...I heard it, Lord Roland."
From the shadow of a nearby flower, Elucard's figure gradually emerged.
There was an almost cruel smile on her face, but there was no smile in her eyes.
The surrounding air seemed to freeze, and Helena felt that her teeth had begun to chatter, colliding with each other and making a crisp sound.
"You...you are not..."
Surprisingly, Roland didn't get angry. He just took one last look at Helena with a pitying look, then turned around and walked towards the center of the garden, saying calmly: "Elucard, do whatever you want."
"You will be satisfied...my master."
Elucard bowed deeply in the direction Roland left, showing a bright smile. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net