A column of blood slowly flowed from Ella's forehead to the ground. She wanted to say something, but in the severe pain, only moans were left in her mouth. Su shouted loudly: "The truly noble Qiqiu people
It should be black hair! Every generation of Basileus and Basilisa have black hair! Your father has black hair, and your mother also has black hair! Only you! You have the ugly blond hair of northern barbarians! Where did you come from?
bastard!?"
The pain subsided a little, and Ella glared fiercely at Berengar in front of her and said: "Although my mother has black hair, her ancestors have blond blood! Just because of this groundless speculation, you betrayed
Did you break your oath?"
"I have always wanted to believe that you are the daughter of the late king, but, Ella, you will become an adult at the age of sixteen, and you are already seventeen today. Have you learned magic?"
Berengar looked at Ella who was pinned to the ground coldly, as if he were looking at trash.
"If you really have the blood of the late king flowing in your heart, you should have escaped by now relying on magic. For the royal families of the Qiqiu Empire, the magic at the lowest level is 'natural', but you don't know magic at all! How are you going to make it happen?
Do your subjects believe you are a royal?"
"Berengar, what nonsense are you talking to such a bastard! The woman who gave birth to her was originally just a prostitute. I'm afraid that woman herself doesn't know whose seed it is!"
"Su! How dare you insult my mother like this!"
"Huh?" Su pulled Ella's hair and lifted her up from the ground, then slammed her to the ground again, "Who in the country doesn't know what happened to her? Just ask anyone, that woman
Before marrying my brother, was she a prostitute?"
Ella tried her best to turn her head and cast a questioning look at the trembling Amy.
Amy looked away.
Realizing the meaning of this action, Ella's eyes instantly became vacant and lifeless. No matter how hard Su. Cornelius Scipio kicked him, there was no longer any reaction.
"It feels bad to think that this filthy bastard has lived in the palace for seventeen years!"
Seeing that Ella had no response, Su stopped beating him out of boredom. He took out a handkerchief from his arms and wiped his hands vigorously, as if he had just touched something extremely dirty.
"I will dig out the dirty woman who gave birth to her from her grave and feed it to the wild dogs!"
"don't want……"
Ella, who seemed to be dead, suddenly stretched out a hand and grabbed Su's trousers.
"If I am really not my father's biological child... I am willing to abdicate. I just ask you not to touch my mother..."
"You still have the nerve to call me brother and father!"
Su stepped on Ella's hand, and Ella screamed in pain.
"What qualifications do you have to negotiate terms with me? Abdicate yourself? Do you actually think you are Baselisa now?"
Tears flowed from Ella's eyes unsatisfactorily:
"Please, I will give you whatever you want, and I will do whatever you want me to do. I just beg you to let mother go!"
"You just said you were willing to do anything?"
Su Xie squatted down with a smile, put his right hand on Ella's thigh, and gradually groped the inside with his five fingers. Ella's body trembled as if being electrocuted, but she bit her lip to hold back.
"I don't want others to point out that I did something to my niece, so I will always keep you in a dungeon where no one knows. But as long as you give birth to a child for me in the dungeon, you will be considered half a member of the royal family.
Then, how about I spare your mother?"
"……Can."
"What did you just say? The voice was too low, I didn't hear it."
Ella swallowed the tears into her stomach along with the endless humiliation, and then shouted at the top of her lungs: "I just said, yes!"
Sue Cornelius Scipio stood up and laughed wildly. Suddenly, his expression changed and he kicked Ella hard in the stomach.
"You actually take it seriously!"
"Even a village girl knows how to resist! She is indeed the daughter of a prostitute, with vile blood flowing in her bones! How could I want a dirty woman like you!"
"Berengar, I will leave this bastard under your care."
Leaving Ella curled up on the ground, Sue Cornelius Scipio left the tent in a swaggering manner.
"I don't like the late king's brother very much."
Facing Ella, who was lying motionless on the ground as if dead, Berengar was talking to himself.
"His plan is to put you into a carriage and take you to the countryside tomorrow, and then let the hired robbers kill you. Of course, the outside world will claim that it was an accident caused by the robber's attack."
"A few robbers can be easily dealt with as long as they have a 'natural' level of magic. If you are really the daughter of the late king, just survive and show me. As long as you can survive, I will recognize you as a royal family, and my sword
It will also be waved for you. With me and my Praetorian Guards here, Sue Cornelius Scipio will be wiped out in the blink of an eye - as long as you prove that you are a true royal."
"Take care of yourself."
After saying these words, Berengar also walked out of the tent. From outside the tent came his voice instructing the soldiers: "Watch her and don't let her leave even half a step!"
Until then, Amy, who had been hiding in the corner, dared to take action.
"Your Majesty...are you okay?"
She tentatively put her hand in front of Amy's nose, which was motionless. She was still breathing. She tried to put her hand on Amy's forehead. When she raised her hand, her hand was already covered with blood and mud. Amy was frightened.
He jumped a lot and shouted anxiously outside: "Is there anyone there? Come quickly and bring water, towels and bandages!"
There must be guards guarding the outside, but the only answer Amy received was the chirping of insects.
"Aphrodite, please give me your power!"
Aphrodite, one of the five planets, governs love and beauty. Magicians protected by Aphrodite will have an extraordinary attraction to the opposite sex, and their words have the power to make the opposite sex obey. Ella
Her magic level is 'self', which is only better than the lowest level "beginner". It is quite difficult to be effective on the most elite members of the Imperial Guard. But Amy tried again and again:
The big brother outside... give me water, towels and bandages... No, can't you?"
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"Is there a cute little maid here who's shaking around? Can you give her some water, towels and bandages?"
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"The little maid needs water, towels and bandages very much now. Can anyone help the little maid?"
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"It doesn't matter if you give me these things, right? We won't run away because of this! Please, can you give me some?"
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"Come here! Answer me! Don't you even want to give me a little water?"