Chapter 159 Betrayal

There is silence in the hall of heroes.

"You know, Tyres, when Suril died..."

Tyres mixes his breathing heartbeat and looks at King Nunn.

"Anger, madness, hatred... Let me not hesitate to scatter the anger of Walton and Longyan," the old king has no eyes, like passing through the wales, looking at another world. "In contrast, gaining benefits and even conquering the stars seems to have become secondary."

Tyres did not speak, and he said nothing at the moment.

King Nunn slowly raised his eyes and looked at Melk, who was mourning.

"Melke, why didn't you protect him and protect Suril?" The king's face was very ugly: "You are the White Blade Guard, you should be by his side to guard his safety."

Melk lowered his head deeply.

His expression became more painful.

Alex seems to care about this topic. She only sees her look at the sad face of Nunn, and looks at the distorted face of Myrke. Her breath is so fast, but the little slick behind her is not so nervous.

"Merke..." The granddaughter of the king grievously whispered: "I..."

"Not now, Miss!" Myrk closed his eyes, and he interrupted Alex with a short breath.

Alex's face twitched white, and she tilted her mouth and shivered. A hand that squeezed a small slick back, the latter's face showed a scared expression.

"The death of Prince Suril, I can't quit," Lord Milke bit his teeth and his face was sad: "You have not punished me because of your lenientness, only Niely has symbolically shut me for a few days." Confinement, but for the past 12 years, that kind of guilt..."

"The kind of guilt has no day and no night, no time... no torture."

King Nunn stared at him silently, and he sighed for a long time.

"Yes," the old king turned the glass on his hand: "I have no reason to blame you."

"Not only that, I also believe in you twice and promote you to be an official for the king."

"Because I know," King Noon's expression was gray and his voice was depressed: "You are the most trusted person of Suril. He has entrusted his life, safety, and family to you without reservation."

Melk engaged in an official shock.

He twisted his right fist against his chest and squatted, twitching and whispering: "I will do my best for you, for Miss Alex, for the Walton family and the Dragon City."

Taylor sighed softly.

At that moment, many people’s faces appeared in front of them: up to King Kessel, Queen Koya, Duke of Aaron, King Noon, Grand Duke of Pfeiffer, Gilbert and Melk, down to Ginny Ms., the wrath of the kingdom, the flower of the fortress, the veteran Gerald, the recruit Willow, and so on.

It seems that things twelve years ago have changed the fate of many people.

Whether it is a star or a dragon, whether it is a lord or a civilian.

King Nunn sighed: "Suril, starting with the Whiteblade Guard, you have been with him for many years..."

"Melke," At this moment, Alex licked his lips, and she gently pulled Lamarck's clothes: "I think..."

Myrk tried to clean up his emotions, and he turned his head to appease Alex: "Please feel relieved, Miss Alex, soon..."

Alex was trembled again.

Tyres frowned.

The next second, Alex's eyes turned, and the whole person fell softly!

"Boom!"

The little slick behind her was startled and exclaimed.

Melk's face changed dramatically, and he slammed down at Alex's side and lifted her up: "Miss Alex! Miss Alex, what's wrong with you!"

But Alex was just looking at the ceiling with his eyes, his limbs unconsciously swinging, and he began to twitch!

Tyres jumped off the steps and looked at Alex's strangeness in shock.

what happened?

This lady, is there a disease?

What is epilepsy?

The little slicker was scared to fight.

Melk was pale, and he held Alex in his arms and looked up at the king. His tone was short: "Your Majesty! Miss, she... we have to hurry..."

"Yeah," but King Nunn seems to be still immersed in the past, his eyes drifting, and he continues to say deafly: "I remember you are the closest friends and brothers, whether on the battlefield or at the banquet..."

"Your Majesty!" Myrk looked at Alex's abnormality, and he was very anxious in his heart, and could not help but loudly reminded him.

Alex, whose face was already white, was wide open, looking at Melk, his eyes were endlessly frightened.

She held her trembling hands and painfully scratched Milk's clothes, like a straw that was about to die.

Tyres looked at it incredulously, and it took a few seconds to react.

And King Nunn is just staring at the distance.

Alex's mouth was pumping, his face was cold and sweaty, his expression was extremely painful.

I saw Alex open his mouth and breathe in the air, but it seems to be suffocating. Only the unidentified trachea is blocked: "Hah..."

The little slicker who looked at all of her and put her hands on her mouth, couldn’t help but step back and panic.

"No, no..." Myrk held Alex in a panic and looked at her as if she had been tortured. Her eyes were full of fear: "Miss Alex..."

The officer stopped paying attention to the reaction of King Noon. He picked up Alex and jerked his head back and yelled at the little slicker: "Don't lie! Go call the doctor!"

The little slicker scared a big jump, and the shock was undecided, turning subconsciously.

But Taylors reacted faster than her.

The prince of the stars clenched his teeth, and when he pulled up, he ran outside the hall and yelled as he ran:

"Someone! Help! Need a doctor..."

But a colder, more terrible discourse, and the words of Tyres for help are blocked:

"Don't bother."

“Refining the poison of the bluegrass, the attack is intense and rapid.”

"It will be effective in a few minutes - from the savage Grand Duke of the Principality of Anrenzo three hundred years ago to the king of your stars twelve years ago, all died of this poison."

Tyres jerked!

He stopped his life and went back in disbelief.

Lord Milke also raised his head in horror and looked at the steps with the most incredible look.

There, King Nunn opened the cold scorpion.

He stared at Melk and his twitching granddaughter, as if he was emitting the most vicious curse, and he was low:

"She is dead."

As if to prove the old king's words, the next second, Alex in the arms of Myrk jerked back, almost broke the neck!

She stared at the horrified eyes and looked at Melk. She didn't seem to understand why.

Then, Alex Walton, the last direct bloodline of the Walton family, slowly closed his eyes, and his body gradually softened and no longer convulsed.

Her hand hangs in the air, swaying back and forth, her head squatting to the side, just to the small slippery head.

The little slicker looked at Alex's expression and was scared to scream and fell down on the floor.

Taylors stepped back unconsciously and his breathing accelerated.

why.

impossible.

how come.

Tyres couldn't accept the current situation at all. He took his eyes to the maximum and his eyes fixed on Alex's body. After a few seconds, he turned to the gray and bleak King Noon.

Especially... the king of Nunn is rubbing, the ring on the little finger of the right hand.

It belongs to the poison emperor and belongs to Kaiser Carloser VI - "The Triumph".

And the glass of the hand of Noon.

"It's you," Tyres gasped and gasped, staring at Nunn Wang with amazement: "Is your poison?"

"Oh, of course," King Noon bowed low and dullly said: "And, don't forget, you are the one who handed her a glass of wine."

Lord Milke was shocked, and he couldn’t help but tremble and look at the little girl in his arms.

Tyres almost squeaked his fist.

Handing her a glass?

He bit his teeth, staring at King Nunn, feeling that there was a strange emotion in his chest.

"Bastard!" Tyres stared at Nun Wang with a grin.

But the king just grinned unconsciously and looked back at Melk.

After a few seconds, the expression was stiff, and it seemed that the brain was in a blank, and he finally reached out his violently shaking right hand and placed it under Alex's nose.

Then, like the most burning flame, Myrk shuddered and slammed back to his right hand.

"Boom!"

Holding the Alex of Alex, he slammed down.

The officer was raised and looked at the king of Nunn, and his eyes were desperate and pleading.

"No, no, no..." Myrk shook his head violently, twisting his face, and staring at the girl who was no longer moving in her arms.

He looked up and looked at the majesty of the king in a panic and fear, and looked at Miss Alex, who seemed to be sleeping in her arms.

At that moment, Melk’s fearful face was covered with helplessness.

Tyres looked at the unmoving Alex.

Sitting on the little slick at the foot of Tells seemed to be scared, she just looked at the body of Alex, and shrank from time to time.

Myrk's face gradually began to distort.

"I beg you, Your Majesty..." He squatted on the floor, and his tone of voice emerged from his voice, as if he were an asthma patient, mixed with gasping and pause.

Tears slipped from Milk's cheeks and dripped on Alex's face, followed by his pleading voice: "Why... why..."

Tyres clenched his fists, bowed his head and screamed out.

I saw that Myrk was crying and screaming at the king: "Why!"

"why?"

King Nunn seems to have just recovered from the silent state of contemplation. He quietly looks at the trembled and crying Melk, biting a word from his teeth:

"Bern Melk."

"Don't you know this?"

Melk jerked.

"If it weren't for Moral's death, I wouldn't reorganize Walton's blood," King Noon closed his eyes and said painfully: "The main sacrifice of the Temple of the Moon will not be discovered. She is not Walton at all." The blood."

Melk glared at the unbelievable eyes and shook the King of Noon.

Taylor grew his mouth and stared at Melk and the little girl in his arms.

Blood?

Not the blood of Walton?

Doesn't that mean, the 60-year-old Walton family...

"And it reminds me a lot," King Noon said coldly: "Suril likes to hunt, but he never takes a woman - even his wife."

"Let's say," the old king said quietly: "What happened in the assassination of twelve years ago."

When Melk listened to the king's words, he did not feel it. He subconsciously hugged the little girl in his arms. In the weeping, tears continued to fall.

King Nunn seems to have exhausted all patience, and his face is ashamed, like a terrible lion roaring: "Say!"

The nervous little slick was scared by this roaring "wow".

Tyres tried to sort out the situation at hand. He exhaled a sigh of relief and walked to the side of the little slick and pulled her up.

The little slippery head was found to be on the back of the mountain, clutching the arms of Tyres, and looking at the terrible things from behind the glasses in horror.

When Melk was crying, his eyes were full of despair and desolateness. He saw him looking at the girl in his arms and snorted like a cry.

"Twelve years ago...Suriel, he took Mrs. Adele out of town...because..."

He was mixed with words in his gasp, like a last word of the dead.

"Because of what?" King Nunn stared at him tightly.

"Because," Melk painfully put his hand on Alex's hair: "Because Suril found it..."

"What did you find?" The king's voice icy into the bones.

Myrk’s face is full of painful entanglements and seems to be tormented by the biggest nightmare of this life:

"He found out...we..."

"My business with me... Adele."

Taylors looked at the warrior in this inch with horror.

The little slicker pulled the arm of Tells, hiding behind the prince of the stars, biting his teeth and looking at the scene with disbelief.

"Yes..." Myrk was desperately sad: "Alex...she is..."

"my daughter……"

"When you are!" King Noon couldn't stand it anymore. He used the power of hateful fire to throw the wine glass to the ground, and the iron wine glass creaked on the ground, accompanied by the sow of the official.

Tyres took a deep breath and tried to understand the situation in front of him.

There was only Milkch's weeping in the hall, and the old king's heavy gasping.

"Hahahaha..." The repressed dull laughter was sent out from the scorpion of King Nunn, which revealed a sadness: "You? Suril's most powerful subordinate? Best friend? The most trusted brother?"

"In this way, use betrayal and deception to reward his trust!"

The voice of the king swayed in the hall.

Melk crouching on the ground sobbed and raised his head.

"No!" He seemed to have been invaded by the greatest dignity, with tears and screams, "I have not betrayed him! No betrayal of Suril!"

Tyres looked ugly and looked at the sight in front of him, only to feel the pain in his heart.

"I..." Myrk looked at the girl in her arms and sobbed:

"Sirir's Highness... Suril is a good brother, and I am willing to give him life!" He whispered: "We are in the White Blade Guard, from the bottom of Kaslan's hand to the most powerful warrior. !"

"We looked at the ground at the thirty-eight whistle. He folded a hand and climbed to stop the deadly hammering for me!"

"My mother was seriously ill. When my sister came to Longyan City to come to me, he personally sent a doctor to save my mother's life!"

"When we fell into the encirclement of Baishan, I leaned back against him. The sharp-eared arrows pierced my left shoulder and his right shoulder. We cursed each other's luck and leaned back against the back. Stick to Dominica to help..."

"I still remember the day I went back to my hometown, the bastard," Melk laughed in tears in his face. "Suril, with the brethren of the White Blade Guard, did not say hello, and pulled the full rye. And the barbecue, holding the red dragon flag on the black background and the dragon gun flag in the cloud came to our village..."

"The local count and the knights are coming. The expression on the head of the village is more exaggerated than when his son became a tax collector. The mother is very happy. She finally feels that her son is promising..."

"Surier..."

"I have always regarded him as my closest brother, comrade, and His Royal Highness!"

Melk screamed in tears: "I will never betray him!"

King Nunn suddenly stood up and must be angry!

"Shit!"

Tyres felt a tight hand, and the little slick behind him began to tremble again.

He can only try to grasp the hand of the little slipper and comfort her.

"You carry my son, the one you should have been loyal," said King Nunn, who was in a fire, his voice angered, and screamed: "It’s a sneak peek with his wife, and even gave birth to your kind!"

"You have tarnished Walton's dignity and blood... Do you think this is not betrayal?"

"You never used him as a brother in your Guard. You should be loyal to life and honor!"

"traitor!"

Melk, who was kneeling on the ground, listened to the king's words and looked at Alex in his arms—his daughter, roaring with anger and anger: “Ah!”

"No!" He closed his eyes in pain.

Tyres gritted his teeth and frowned at the confrontation between the monarchs and gentlemen. He only felt a sorrow in his heart.

"not like this!"

"Adele, she is so good... so gentle, then..." Myrk fell to the ground, and he held his right fist and slammed the ground: "She shouldn't have been married to Longyan City... ...should not meet Suril!"

“Should you meet you?” The words of King Nunn are full of terrible emotions: “Shameless betrayers?”

"Adele... Adele... That's it, it's a mistake!" Myrk trembled his teeth, stroking his daughter's face, her expression changing, as if she saw another person through her: "Whether it is me And she, or Suril and her... are wrong!"

"She shouldn't leave Commas at all, leave the vine city, leave her cherished flowers and blue sky, she only belongs there!"

"As for Suril, he is a good brother, a good warrior, but he never valued women very much... from 妓nv to the woman captured after the war, or the maid of the castle and the son-in-law of the nobility, there is no difference for him. ..." Myrk put his face on Alex's face and cried:

"There is only wine and battle in the world of Suril, politics and victory. The only people there are warriors, friends and enemies..."

"The night they were married, Suril was drunk and I was outside their bedroom..."

"The voice, the voice is like a violent storm... Adele's rebellion and weeping... I guess, Suril thinks of it as another celebration after the battle..."

"The next morning, Suril went hunting... leaving me guarding Adele, her expression, that is not the expression that a new wife should have..." Thales ugly listens to Meyer A bleak and painful confession: "One day, I saw Adele want to cut his wrist with scissors..."

"I told Suril and wanted to persuade him to be better for his wife... but Suril thought she insulted the dragon gun family... he took the whip with anger and gave her some 'learning'..."

"At that time I stood at the door, holding my fists, listening to Suril's roar and Adele's screams... I was even more angry than Suril, more painful than Adele, every time, every time. It’s like this one time...”

Melk clasped Alex, he closed his eyes, tears like an unstoppable flood, pouring from the cheeks on both sides.

"Since then, Adele has wanted to commit suicide more than once. I have stopped her more than once, but I am screaming at Suril because I don't want Adele to be hurt by him again..."

"Adele she, she is like a flower that was abandoned after being smashed. Suril’s attitude towards women is even more terrible than the most rigid Northlanders. When he is interested, he forces her to be uninterested. He didn't care about her, he didn't care..."

Taylors closed his eyes deeply and sighed heavily.

"Adele... She is too lonely, too poor," Melk stroked her daughter's hair, her eyes fascinated: "She traveled to thousands of miles to come here, and Suril, Suril I don’t know how to cherish her, just use her as a puppet and a chess piece, and I’m married to Commas...”

"I am just, I am trying to find out... I just tried to make her happy, try not to let her commit suicide again..." The excited Melk muttered incoherently: "From juggling, to flowers, to finding Kangma." The girl of Sri Lanka gave her a boring, and at night she didn't want to... she tried to get Suril drunk..."

"Adele is very grateful to me, and I am happy that I have done these things for her. She no longer tried to commit suicide. She also started laughing, even though I am alone... and my wife in my hometown passed away, when I didn't know How to raise the five-year-old Kroeich, Adele took her... This made Suril’s attitude towards her a lot better..."

"Our words have changed. She teased Croy Ash in the room. I smirked outside the room... She asked in the room, I answered her outside..."

King Nunn’s face was cold, but he did not say a word.

"Finally... that day, we won the war with the White Elves and the Freedom League," Melk whispered: "The triumphant return to the Dragon City, Suril and our all-night drinking..."

"But the day I was thinking about her all... she was Adele..." Myrk clung to her daughter's face, tears never stopped, and the fists of her right hand were crushed: "They are drunk." When I fell, I came to Adele's room and wanted to listen to her voice as usual...but my wound broke at that time, and Adele asked me to go in and dress up..."

Tyre's eyes glanced, and a memory emerged from the unknown in his mind:

【what! Xueba brother, you are actually watching love stories! 】

[What a ghost in a love story - this is a bestseller written by an American sociologist...]

[This book name - strange, how do you read this book? What are you thinking about? Oh...

[This... you don’t think too much, just a classmate asks...]

[No, don't you say... Hehehe, what are you blushing...]

【Hot days……】

[Ha ha ha! What face do you touch, I lied to you! Hahahaha, it’s funny... well, don’t be angry, give you a spirit... Hahaha! Still funny, what to do! Hey, don't be stingy, come and come, give this Palace a science! 】

[Amount... How is this science, okay, the above mentioned quite interesting point: in the context of the Western world, love comes from stealing...]

[The trough? Love? Good chicken is frozen...]

[For example, in Celtic mythology, the story of Lancelot and Guineeweier is like this: the combination of King Arthur and the Queen is only a functional political need, there is never any love at all, true love is The love of the knight and the queen's taboos, that is the emotional, impulsive, pure love. Another example is the "Don Quixote", one of the protagonist's dreams is to be a knight, to have a true love with the wife of the loyalty of the Lord, that is, the hostess, and this is derived from the Middle Ages, especially the Crusaders...]

[Okay, you can shut up! I still stand my king and Xiaolan this pair of CP, the coyote is thick! Lily Queen is rolling thick! Well, I have to go see it again... yes, so, so are we cheating now? 】

[Different social situations, can't be so analogous, sister! 】

This piece of memory slowly disappeared, and Tyres looked at Milkk in front of him, and could not help but sigh deeply.

Melk continued to cry on the floor and wept: "God knows how much I regret... but, but Adele..."

"After Alex was born, Suril began to doubt... soon he found out the truth..." The officer gently plucked his daughter's hair and hoarse voice: "I can see him in his eyes." The pain, and hesitation, I really want him to kill me with a sword..."

"Last night, Suril told me that he was willing to let me go with Adele. He came to clean up and cover up..." Myrk said here, hammering the ground with anger and anger.

Nunn listened quietly.

"The next day, Surrier took us out with us to solve this problem... that day, the assassin..."

Tyres felt the little slick behind him start to tremble again.

"The first sword of the assassin is not fatal. The assassin saw Alex and did not have a second sword..."

"But, but Adele..." Melk opened his mouth and groaned in pain: "Adele didn't know the purpose of Suril, she thought that Her Royal High would execute us...so she saw Suril down. Next, she is..."

"She picked up the dagger..."

Hearing this sentence, King Nunn was as if he had lost his strength and sat down on the steps.

In the hall of the hero, only the remaining Melk cried sadly.

At that moment, looking at the horrible scene of Taylors, I only felt cold in my heart.

In the next chapter, or in the next chapter, an acquaintance is going to return.

(Mom, how come there is a feeling that "XXX will return in this season" in the US drama...)

(End of this chapter)