Thales evened out his breathing and heartbeat, and looked at King Nun.
"Anger, madness, hatred... let me spread the anger of Walton and Longxiao City at all costs," the old king's eyes were dull, as if he was looking at another world through Thales,
"In comparison, obtaining benefits and even conquering the stars seem to have become secondary."
Thales didn't speak. It was inappropriate for him to say anything at this moment.
King Nun slowly raised his eyes and looked at Michael with a sad expression.
"Michael, why didn't you protect him and Suril?" The king's face was very ugly: "You are the White Blade Guard, you should be by his side to protect his safety."
Michael lowered his head deeply.
His expression became more painful.
Alex seemed to be very concerned about this topic. She looked at King Nunn with a sad face, and then at Michael with a distorted face. Her breathing became rapid, which actually made the little slipper behind her less nervous.
"Michael..." the king's granddaughter whispered aggrievedly: "I..."
"Not now, miss!" Michael interrupted Alex with his eyes closed tightly and his breathing rapid.
Alex's face turned pale and she retracted. She raised her mouth and trembled slightly. She pinched the little slipper's hand behind her, and the latter had a frightened expression on her face.
"I cannot absolve myself of the blame for the death of Prince Suril," Lord Michael gritted his teeth and said with a sad expression: "Your Majesty, you did not punish me because of your mercy. Only Nicolai imprisoned me for a few days in a symbolic way.
Confinement, but twelve years, that kind of guilt..."
"That kind of guilt is tormenting me day and night, all the time..."
King Nuen stared at him silently, and then sighed for a long time.
"Yes," the old king turned the wine glass in his hand: "I have no reason to blame you."
"Not only that, I also trust you twice as much and promote you to serve as an official for the king."
"Because I know," King Nuen said with a gloomy expression and a depressed tone: "You are the person Suril trusts most. He entrusts his life, safety, and family to you without reservation."
Michael, the official, was shocked.
He put his right fist on his chest, bowed down, and said tremblingly: "I will devote the rest of my life to you, to Miss Alex, to the Walton family and Longxiao City."
Thales sighed softly.
At that moment, many people's faces appeared in front of them: from King Kessel, Queen Keya, Duke Arend, King Nunn, Grand Duke Perfit, Gilbert and Michael, to Jinni.
Lady, Wrath of the Kingdom, Flower of the Fortress, Veteran Genard, Newbie Willow, etc.
It seems that what happened twelve years ago changed the fate of many people.
No matter stars or dragons, no matter nobles or common people.
King Nun sighed softly: "Suriel, starting from the White Blade Guards, you have been by his side for many years..."
"Michael," at this moment, Alex's lips trembled, and she gently pulled the corner of Michael's clothes: "I think..."
Michael tried his best to calm down his emotions. He turned his head to comfort Alex: "Please relax, Miss Alex, soon..."
Alex shuddered again.
Thales frowned.
The next second, Alex rolled his eyes and fell down completely!
"Boom!"
The little slipper behind her was startled and exclaimed.
Michael's face changed drastically. He suddenly knelt down beside Alex and helped her up: "Miss Alex! Miss Alex, what's wrong with you!"
But Alex just stared at the ceiling blankly, his limbs were swinging unconsciously, and his whole body began to twitch!
Thales jumped down from the steps and looked at Alex's strange behavior in shock.
what happened?
Is this lady sick?
Epilepsy or what?
The little slippery boy was trembling with fear.
Michael's face turned pale. He held Alex in his arms, raised his head and looked at the king, and said urgently: "Your Majesty! Miss... we have to hurry up..."
"Yes," King Nuen seemed to be still immersed in the past, his eyes wandered, and he continued indifferently: "I remember that you were the closest friends and brothers, whether on the battlefield or at the banquet..."
"Your Majesty!" Michael looked at Alex's strange behavior and felt extremely anxious, so he couldn't help but remind him loudly.
Alex, whose face had turned extremely pale, opened his eyes and looked at Michael, with endless fear in his eyes.
She raised her trembling hands and scratched at Michael's clothes painfully, like a drowning person grasping for life-saving straws.
Thales looked at all this in disbelief, and it took him a few seconds to react in panic.
But King Nun just stared into the distance with distracted eyes.
Alex's mouth twitched, his face was dripping with cold sweat, and his expression was extremely painful.
Alex opened his mouth wide and inhaled in the air, but it seemed as if he was suffocating. He only made an unexplained sound of tracheal obstruction: "Haaah..."
The little slipper who was watching all this beside her covered her mouth with both hands and couldn't help but retreat, terrified.
"No, no..." Michael hugged Alex in panic, looking at her as if she was suffering from so much pain, his eyes full of fear: "Miss Alex..."
The officer no longer paid attention to King Nun's reaction. He picked up Alex, turned around suddenly, and yelled at the little slippery man: "Don't be stunned! Go and call the doctor!"
The little slippery boy was startled and turned around subconsciously.
But Thales reacted faster than her.
The prince of the stars gritted his teeth, picked up his feet and ran out of the hall, shouting as he ran:
"Is there anyone? Help! We need a doctor..."
But a colder, more terrifying word silenced Thales' plea for help:
"Don't bother."
"The poison is extracted from the bluegrass, and the attack is violent and rapid."
"It will take effect within a minute - from the 'beautiful Grand Duke' of the Principality of Anrenzo three hundred years ago to the crown prince of your star twelve years ago, all died from this poison."
Thales was shocked!
He stopped dead in his tracks and turned around in disbelief.
Lord Michael also raised his head in horror and looked at the steps with the most incredible eyes.
There, King Nun opened his cold eyes.
He stared at Michael and his twitching granddaughter, as if issuing the most vicious curse, and said in a low voice:
"She's dead."
As if to confirm what the old king said, Alex in Michael's arms suddenly leaned back in the next second, almost breaking his neck bone!
She stared at Michael with frightened eyes, as if she didn't understand why this was happening.
Then, Alex Walton, the last direct bloodline of the Walton family—slowly closed his eyes, and his body gradually softened and stopped twitching.
Her hands dropped in the air, swaying back and forth, and her head tilted to one side, facing the little slippery head.
The little slippery man looked at Alex's expression, screamed in fright, and sat down on the ground.
Thales took a step back unconsciously and his breathing quickened.
Why.
impossible.
how come.
Thales couldn't accept the current situation at all. He opened his eyes as wide as possible and fixed his gaze firmly on Alex. After a few seconds, he turned to King Nun, whose face was gray and gloomy.
Especially... the ring on the little finger of his right hand that King Nun is stroking.
Belonging to the Poison Emperor, to Kaiser Carother VI - "Triumph".
And the goblet in King Nun's hand.
"It's you," Thales gasped, looking at King Nunn in panic: "Did you poison me?"
"Hmph, of course," King Nuen snorted low and dull: "Also, don't forget, you are the one who handed her the wine glass."
Lord Michael was shocked. He was shaking uncontrollably and looked at the little girl in his arms.
Thales almost clenched his fists.
Hand her a glass of wine?
He gritted his teeth and stared at King Nun, feeling a strange emotion fermenting in his chest.
"Bastard!" Thales gritted his teeth and stared at King Nun.
But the king just curled his lips indifferently and looked at Michael again.
After a few seconds, with a stiff expression and as if his mind was going blank, Michael finally stretched out his right hand that was shaking violently and put it under Alex's nose.
Then, as if he had encountered the hottest flame, Michael shivered and jerked his right hand away.
"Boom!"
Michael, who was holding Alex, suddenly fell to his knees.
The officer raised his head and looked at King Nuen, his eyes full of despair and pleading.
"No, no, no..." Michael shook his head violently, twisted his face, and looked in disbelief at the girl who was no longer moving in his arms.
He looked up in panic and fear at His Majesty the King, and then at Miss Alex who seemed to be sleeping in his arms.
At that moment, Michael's fearful face was filled with helplessness and confusion.
Thales stared blankly at Alex, who was motionless.
The little slipper sitting at Thales' feet seemed to be frightened. She just looked at Alex's body blankly, wincing from time to time.
Michael's face gradually began to distort.
"Please, Your Majesty..." He knelt on the ground, and the words with a changed tone came out of his throat, like an asthma patient, mixed with gasps and pauses.
Tears fell from Michael's cheeks and dripped onto Alex's face, followed by his pleading voice: "Why... why..."
Thales clenched his fists, lowered his head, and exhaled sharply.
I saw Michael crying and loudly shouting to the king: "Why!"
"Why?"
King Nun seemed to have just recovered from his state of silent contemplation. He quietly looked at the trembling and weeping Michael, and bit out a sentence from between his teeth:
"Byrne Michael."
"Shouldn't you know better?"
Michael was shocked.
"If it hadn't been for Moral's death, I wouldn't have reorganized Walton's bloodline." King Nun closed his eyes and said painfully: "The chief priest of the Bright Moon Temple would not have discovered that she was not Walton at all.
of blood."
Michael opened his eyes in disbelief and stared at King Nun tremblingly.
Thales opened his mouth and stared blankly at Michael and the little girl in his arms.
Bloodline?
Not of Walton’s blood?
Doesn't that mean that the Walton family, which has been passed down for six hundred years...
"And this reminds me a lot," King Nunn said coldly: "Suriel likes hunting, but he will never take a woman - even his wife."
"Tell me," the old king said in a low voice, "what happened in the assassination twelve years ago."
Michael listened to the king's words as if he didn't realize it. He subconsciously hugged the little girl tightly in his arms, and tears kept falling while he sobbed.
King Nun seemed to have exhausted all his patience. He looked ferocious and roared like a terrible lion: "Say!"
The nervous little slider was so frightened by the roar that he recoiled with a "wow" sound.
Thales tried hard to understand the situation in front of him. He exhaled forcefully, walked to Little Slippery, and pulled her up.
The little slippery head seemed to have found a supporter, holding Tails' arm tightly, looking at the terrifying things in front of him from behind his glasses with a horrified face.
Michael was crying, his eyes full of despair and desolation. He looked at the girl in his arms and snorted, half crying but not laughing.
"Twelve years ago... Suriel, the reason why he took Mrs. Adele out of the city... was because..."
He mixed up his words while panting, like a dying man leaving his last words.
"For what?" King Nun stared at him closely.
"Because," Michael put his hand on Alex's hair painfully: "Because Suriel discovered..."
"What did you find?" The king's voice was cold to the bone.
Michael's face was full of painful tangles, as if he was being tortured by the biggest nightmare in his life:
"He discovered... us..."
"What happened between Adele and me."
Thales looked at the squat-haired warrior in shock.
Little Slippery pulled Thales' arm and hid behind the Star Prince, gritting his teeth and watching this scene in disbelief.
"Yes..." Michael wailed desperately: "Alex...she is..."
"my daughter……"
"Bang!" King Nun couldn't bear it any longer. He threw the wine cup to the ground angrily with the force of hatred. The iron wine cup clinked on the ground, accompanied by the sobs of the officials.
Thales took a deep breath and tried to understand the situation in front of him.
The only sounds left in the hall were Michael's crying and the old king's heavy breathing.
"Ha ha ha ha..." A suppressed and dull laughter came from King Nuen's throat, with a sense of sadness in it: "You? Suril's most capable subordinate? His best friend? His most trusted brother?"
"In this way, we use betrayal and deception to repay his trust!"
The king's voice shook the hall.
Michael, who was kneeling on the ground, sobbed and raised his head suddenly.
"No!" He shouted with tears in his eyes, as if his greatest dignity had been violated, "I didn't betray him! I didn't betray Suril!"
Thales looked at the scene in front of him with an ugly expression, feeling bitter in his heart.
"I..." Michael looked at the girl in his arms and sobbed softly:
"His Royal Highness Suril... Suril is a good brother, and I am willing to sacrifice my life for him!" He growled: "In the White Blade Guard, we have been trained by Kaslan to become the strongest warriors.
!”
"We were at Watchtower 38. He folded one hand and crawled to block the fatal hammer blow for me!"
"My mother was seriously ill. When my sister came to Longxiao City to find me, he personally sent a doctor and saved my mother's life!"
"When we were trapped in a tight siege in Baishan, he and I were back to back, and those pointed-eared arrows penetrated my left shoulder and his right shoulder. We cursed each other's luck, fighting and retreating back to back.
Hold on until Kaslan comes to help..."
"I still remember the day I went back to my hometown to get married, that bastard," Michael said with a smile with tears on his face. "Suriel took the brothers of the White Blade Guard and took a full bottle of rye without saying hello.
and barbecue, and came to our village holding the red dragon flag on a black background and the dragon gun flag in the clouds..."
"All the local counts and knights came. The expression on the village chief's face was even more exaggerated than when his son became a tax collector. The mother was very happy. She finally felt that her son had a future..."
"Suriel..."
"I have always regarded him as my closest brother, comrade-in-arms, and His Highness!"
With tears streaming down his face, Michael howled angrily: "I will never betray him!"
King Nun stood up suddenly, furious!
"Shit!"
Thales felt his hands tighten, and the little slipper behind him began to tremble again.
He could only try his best to hold Xiao Huantou's hand and comfort her.
"You carried my son behind your back, the one you were supposed to be loyal to," King Nun's eyes were on fire, and he spoke with anger, "You had an affair with his wife, and even gave birth to your seed!"
"You have tarnished Walton's dignity and blood... Do you think this is not betrayal?"
"You never regarded him as a brother in your guard, someone you should be loyal to with your life and honor!"
"traitor!"
Michael, who was kneeling on the ground, listened to the king's words, looked at Alex, his daughter, in his arms, and roared with tears and anger: "Ah!"
"No!" He closed his eyes in pain.
Thales gritted his teeth and frowned as he watched the confrontation between the monarch and his ministers, feeling a sense of sadness in his heart.
"not like this!"
"Adele, she is so kind... so gentle, so..." Michael fell to the ground. He clenched his right fist and beat the ground sadly: "She should not have married to Longxiao City at all...
…Shouldn’t have met Suriel!”
"Should I meet you?" King Nun's words were full of terrible emotions: "Shameless betrayer?"
"Adele... Adele... that's, that's a mistake!" Michael shook his teeth and stroked his daughter's face. His expression changed several times, as if he saw another person through her: "Whether it's me
Either with her, or with Suril and her...it's all a mistake!"
"She should never have left Camas, Vine City, the flowers, grass and blue sky she cherished. She only belongs there!"
"As for Suril, he is a good brother and a good warrior, but he never values women very much... From prostitutes to women captured after the war, or maids in the castle and women of nobles, there is no difference for him
..." Michael put his face against Alex's and cried:
"In Suriel's world there are only wine and fighting, politics and victory. The only people who care about are warriors, friends and enemies..."
"On their wedding night, Suril was very drunk, and I stood guard outside their bedroom..."
"That sound, that sound was like gun violence... Adele's resistance and sobbing... I guess, Suriel regarded it as a celebration after another battle..."
"Early the next morning, Suril went hunting... leaving me to watch over Adele. Her expression was not what a newlywed wife should have..." Thales listened to Meier with an ugly face.
Ke's desolate and painful confession: "Finally one day, I saw Adele trying to cut her wrists with scissors..."
"I told Suril, trying to persuade him to be nicer to his wife... But Suril thought she had insulted the Dragonlance family... Every time, he would just pick up the whip angrily and want to teach her a lesson.
'..."
"At that time, I stood at the door, clenching my fists...listening to Suril's roar and Adele's screams...I felt even more angry than Suril and more painful than Adele..."
Michael held Alex tightly, his eyes closed, and tears poured out from both sides of his cheeks like an unstoppable flood.
"Since then, Adele has wanted to commit suicide more than once, and I have stopped her more than once, but I kept it secret from Suril because I didn't want Adele to be hurt by him again..."
"Adele, she is like a flower that has been ravaged and then abandoned. Suril's attitude towards women is more terrifying than the most stereotyped Northlanders. When he is interested, he forces her. When he is not interested,
He just ignored her and was indifferent..."
Thales closed his eyes deeply and sighed heavily.
"Adele...she is so lonely and pitiful," Michael stroked his daughter's hair, his eyes filled with sadness: "She traveled thousands of miles to get here, and Suril, Suril
He doesn't know how to cherish her, he only treats her as a puppet and a chess piece, a bargaining chip for marriage with Comas..."
"I just, I tried every means... I just tried to make her happy, and tried to prevent her from committing suicide again..." The emotional Michael murmured incoherently: "From tricks, to flowers and plants, to looking for Kangma
Si's girl will relieve her boredom, and try her best to get Suril drunk at night when she doesn't want to..."
"Adele is very grateful to me and happy for what I have done for her. She no longer tries to commit suicide and starts to smile, although only to me... And my wife in my hometown passed away when I didn't know
Why was it that Adele was the one who raised the five-year-old Chloe in front of her... This made Suril's attitude toward her much better..."
"We talked more. She was teasing Chloe in the room, and I was giggling outside the room...she was asking questions in the room, and I was answering her outside..."
King Nun's face was cold, but he didn't say a word.
"Finally... that day, we won the war against the White Elves and the Free Alliance," Michael sobbed in a low voice: "We returned to Longxiao City in triumph, and Suriel drank with us all night long..."
"But that day, all I could think about was her... Adele..." Michael pressed his daughter's face tightly, his tears never stopped, and the fist in his right hand was almost crushed: "They are all drunk.
After falling down, I came outside Adele's room and wanted to listen to her voice as usual...but my wound burst at that time, and Adele asked me to go in and bandage..."
Thales' eyes dimmed, and a memory emerged from an unknown place in his mind:
[Hey! Brother Xueba, you are actually reading a romance novel!]
[What the hell is a love novel? This is a best-selling book written by an American sociologist...]
[This book title - strange, why do you read this kind of book? What are you thinking? Hehe...]
[This... don't think too much, it's just a classmate asking...]
[No, can you say...yo ho ho, why are you blushing...]
【Hot days……】
[Hahaha! What kind of face are you touching? I lied to you! Hahahaha, it’s so funny... Okay, don’t be angry, I’ll give you a boost of energy... Hahaha! What should I do if it’s still funny! Oh, don’t be stingy,
Come on, come on, give me some popular science!]
[Um...how is this popular science? Well, there is an interesting point mentioned above: in the Western world, love originates from cheating...]
[What the fuck? Having an affair? What a shame...]
[For example, in Celtic mythology, the story of Lancelot and Guinevere is like this: the union of King Arthur and the Queen is only a functional political need. There is never any love at all. Real love is
The forbidden love between a knight and a queen is sensual, impulsive, and pure love. Another example is that in "Don Quixote", one of the protagonist's dreams is to be a knight and be with the wife of the lord who is loyal to him.
The master wants a true love, which originated from the Middle Ages, especially the Crusaders...]
[Okay, okay, you can shut up! I still stand by the couple of King Wu and Xiaolan, Coyote, fuck! Queen Lily, fuck! Well, I’m going to watch it again... By the way, that’s what I said, so
Are we having an affair now?】
[Different social situations cannot be compared like this, sister!]
This fragment of memory slowly faded away. Thales looked at Michael in front of him and couldn't help but sigh deeply.
Michael continued to cry and sob on the ground: "God knows how much I regret it...but, but Adele..."
"Shortly after Alex was born, Suril began to suspect... Soon, he found out the truth..." The officer gently brushed away his daughter's hair and said in a hoarse voice: "I can see the look in his eyes.
The pain and hesitation, I really want him to kill me with one sword..."
"That night, Suril told me that he was willing to let Adele and I go, and he would clean up and cover up..." As Michael said this, he hammered the ground with grief and anger.
Nunn listened quietly.
"The next day, Suril took us out together to finally resolve this matter... That was the day the assassin..."
Thales felt the little slipper behind him start to tremble again.
"The assassin's first sword was not fatal. The assassin saw Alex and did not strike a second sword..."
"But, but Adele..." Michael opened his mouth and roared in pain: "Adele didn't know Suril's purpose. She thought His Highness was going to execute us... so she fell down when she saw Suril
Next, she will..."
"She picked up the dagger..."
After hearing these words, King Nuen seemed to have lost all his strength and sat down on the steps weakly.
In the Hall of Heroes, only Michael was left crying sadly.
At that moment, looking at the unspeakable scene in front of Thales, he felt cold in his heart.