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Anora's anger piled up on her chest. She wished to die with the demon now. A little bit of reason passed away. She was holding her thigh on one side, but this pain was not comparable to the pain in her heart. +++ Mobile reading visit m.lightnovelpub.net

"I don't understand what Her Royal Highness means. My loved ones are in the Apocalypse. There is no trace of anything to me here."

Roger sneered, moving his hands away from her shoulders, facing away from her, announcing indifferently to cruel voice:

"Since it has nothing to do with you, I don't have to worry about it, the untouchables here are really unsightly ... while they are cleared up tonight."

The cold voice was like a slang from the depths of Hell. Anola looked at Roger's uncertain face and couldn't tell whether this was a temptation to her, but he didn't give her time to think.

Almost as soon as Roger's voice fell, the dark night sky was illuminated by helicopter searchlights like daylight, a huge buzzing hovered over the entire city, and the wind rising from dozens of helicopter propellers blown Anola's eyes Alas.

Her white skirt and long brown chestnut hair flew up and down with the wind, and her thin figure looked like a butterfly flying away at any time under the night sky.

She clenched her fist tightly, her nails were deeply embedded in the flesh, her brain was running fast. Although she didn't know how her identity was exposed until now, this situation could not allow her to tangle anymore. .

If she doesn't admit she is Nora Gilgood, Roger's order will once again lead to this devastating city.

And she admits that she is Nora Gilgood, and Roger will surely cut off the roots, and that family revenge will never have a day of hatred.

She is only three steps away from Roger. It might be a bit of a chance if she fought hard now, but even if she made her move, her identity would be leaked at that time, and King Tyra would be furious.

Thinking about it, she was doomed to lose in this battle.

She's not as cruel as Roger, the more worries the more restrained.

"Does His Highness flatten the entire city on his own?" Anola's voice was surprisingly calm, without any emotion.

Did not hear the answer he wanted, Roger was slightly disappointed, but his temptation has just begun. He believes that Nora is a kind person. If she is Nora, she will not bet against him in the entire city. A possibility.

"What's wrong? People in this city are displaced, they don't eat their food, they don't hide their clothes. Every day people die, and their bones are left untreated. They rot with the soil, and the germs that grow will torture the living. It's just purgatory on earth, and it can only be reborn if it is completely destroyed. "

Roger's voice was unusually indifferent, as if he had fallen into his great plan, and his trembling confidence made Anora tremble,

"It was kept before, but it was on Nora's face, thinking that if she was alive, if she could come back here, she should still shed tears and smile for those ants." Roger walked silently Behind her, her hands are wrapped around her soft waist, and her chin rests lightly behind her head.

He continued with a cruel and tempting voice: "But if you are not, there is nothing worth remembering here. Instead of letting them lose all their human dignity here, it is better to end it for them, instead of waiting for one forever "Protect of God" that will never appear again. "

Protector?

The former Gilgood family is indeed the protector of this land. Their ancestors guarded the city, allowing citizens to settle down, but happiness disappeared overnight with the death of the Gilgood family.

Nowadays, she can really use these people's lives to bet gambles. Will a demon let go of them mercifully at the last minute?

And is it true that his so-called "affection" is true? Or is it just an excuse to attract her?

If it was an excuse, the play went a little too far.

But if it is true, how to explain the genocide?

Nora fought inwardly, calm eyes fell on Roger, trying to see the true way of thinking in his heart. But she couldn't read anything, she couldn't understand!

But she knew that even if she couldn't protect her, she would take the person who ruined it! Now that there is no way back, let Roger bury her all!

"I hate people threatening me the most. Maybe my home is not as rich as Tyra's royal family, but my bones are a little bit big. I believe that Prince Suger will thank me for my help. Will also keep my family. "

Annola smiled, looked at the helicopter hovering above her head, and while Roger was lost, he had already resisted Roger's forehead. Some of the movements were silent, but with deadly danger.

Roger also looked at her, looking at each other, her eyes were stubborn and stubborn. He couldn't help but tickle his mouth. "Interesting, how much do you think you have a chance of winning? Do you think Sugel will really help you?"

"It only takes less than a second to pull the trigger." Anola stared at Roger indifferently. "As for how Prince Suger did it, that's what happened behind him, and naturally someone behind him would take over."

"You wouldn't shoot at all." Roger looked around. "What are the consequences of your hands now?"

"It's just a piece of ruin that has long disappeared into the long river of history. It is the honor of this land to be buried with the honorable Crown Prince Tyra." Her eyes were firm and she did not flinch.

"If you start now, I really can't live below this distance, but you will be sieved by them in the next second."

"If I was afraid of death, I wouldn't do it."

"If I can die with you, I don't mind." Roger sneered, his veins flowing with affection, but the words spoken in the next second made people shudder, "But if everyone in this city Would you like to be buried with me? "

Anola hooked the corners of her mouth, and there was a moment of water vapor in her eyes, which was fleeting, and her messy hair was lifted by the wind.

"I think they are willing." Annola's hand with a gun trembled slightly, but did not deviate from the target by a millimeter from beginning to end.

"I swear to my own life with the reputation of Crown Prince Tyra. Nora Gilgood's life can be replaced by theirs. Doing this is just to make you recognize your identity. Is it so difficult for one to recognize your identity? ? "

Roger looked at Anola with a puzzled look in his eyes.

Annola smiled, and she was puzzled. "His Highness has an answer in her heart, why bother with the answers in other populations? I give you one last chance, let them quit, or die here together?"

Despite the smile on her face, the chill in her voice made Roger wary.

"I just want to know why you hate me," Roger said.

"Oh—" Annola laughed. "His Highness is attentive."

At this moment, she must not admit that she is Nora Gilgood, otherwise these people will only die faster.

This is a bet. Whoever persists in the end wins. She is not afraid of death.

But she didn't want to mortally affect the people here. These people live up to now, indicating that Roger has no interest in them, so as long as Nora does not appear, they can at least keep

Previous life.

Anola watched hiding under the wall not far away, the mother and daughter hugging the trembling trembling, trying to drive back the tears, at this time she must not reveal herself.

Years of suffering have made people here have a keen sense of danger. A battle like this tonight is afraid that people in the entire city will not be able to sleep peacefully for a few days.

"Nora, drop the gun, they can live."

"They have nothing to do with me. I only care about myself."

Annoura said, turning his wrists, and wrapped Roger's neck in his other hand, dragging him back to the helicopter parked aside.

Quietly around, Roger was in Anola's hands, and no one dared to do it.

Roger was very cooperative, seeing that Anola had no sign of compromise and could only give up, waved his hands to evacuate those people, and at the same time removed the imprisonment of the city, and the night sky was restored to death.

Nora hated him even deeper than he thought, so he almost guessed the answer.

"You don't think, I ruined the city, right?"

"Isn't it all about me," Anola sneered.

At that time, she watched him leave from the castle with her own eyes, watched the castle suddenly collapse behind him, and everything was buried here.

Roger leaned against her while holding her posture, the driver in the front was a little confused about the current situation, but looked at Anola's gun and did not dare to act lightly.

"Since it has nothing to do with you, why are you pointing a gun at me?" Roger looked at Anola with a stern tone, not as indifferent as before, "Since you say in a whisper that it has nothing to do with the people in this city, Why are you so anxious? "

Annola sneered at her lips, and said indifferently but charmingly: "Rapid breath? I just don't like being threatened with a gun pointed at my head."

"Oh?" Roger glanced at the gun in her hand meaningfully, and that meant clearly that someone else was now pointing the gun at his head.

Annola looked at him innocently, but his eyes were full of murderousness: "If my Highness hadn't sent me here in the middle of the night, and so many helicopters had been directed at me, my life safety would have been so severe Threat, of course I have to protect myself. Of course, if your Highness is willing to calm down and talk about it, there are still talks. "

"If I really want their lives to be so complicated? Just send someone to level this place." Roger sighed, his tone full of helplessness, "I know I can't make you for a while Believe me, why not go with me? "

Anola looked at him carefully, his eyes were sincere, and what he said made some sense, but she still could n’t put down her guard completely. After all, he had a trick, who knows what is true and which is false.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Roger knew the doubts in her heart. She would never believe him without giving her some strong proof.

"Let me get up." Roger raised an eyebrow and motioned for Anola to move away.

Anola rolled her eyes, pointed at his gun, and said, "Is your highness stupid to see me?"

Are you kidding me? Let him go, how can her safety be guaranteed? In case he whimpered and the helicopter came back, she really could only stare.

"You can rest assured, otherwise, I can give you my mobile phone so that I can't contact others, can you be assured a little?" Roger raised his hand and reached into his pocket.

"Don't move!" Anola reached Ms. Roger's head with a muzzle, freeing one hand and searching in his jacket pocket. "Where?"