Chapter 160, a night of changing destiny

"When Susir's Highness fell into a pool of blood, his eyes..." Myrk smirked at his daughter's forehead with his chin. "I know, we have committed unforgivable sins... I could have stopped her……"

"Then why didn't you?" King Noon raised his head. He bit his teeth and interrupted the crying man word by word: "You are standing there, watching Suril being murdered by the woman?"

"Or you are looking forward to your own heart, looking forward to the early disappearance of Suril," the last sentence, King Nunn almost roared out: "I hope that the obstacle between you and the woman disappears?"

Engaged in an official shock!

He looked at the King of Noon with a trembling look. At that moment, Tyres really felt the fear, ignorance and helplessness of Myr's heart.

And the deepest despair and numbness.

There is also fear of being said to be at the center.

Myr's expression is getting worse.

He slowly bowed his head, his face twisted and twisted, and the last punch hit the ground on his side, screaming in anger:

"Do not!"

The officer is violently breathing, and the expression changes.

"I am going to surrender to you!" Myrk gasped, his head almost to the ground: "But Adele... Adele, she used a dagger to reach her neck, crying and forcing me to take them away... She will never stay in this place again..."

"But I can't... I know I can't! I am from Northland, I am the White Blade Guard, I am the brother and subordinate of Suril!" Myrk's crying is becoming more and more obvious, "I can't!"

"Forgive me, Adele..." Myrk shook. He held his head and, like a child, wept softly on the ground: "I can't!"

"But you didn't say anything, let Cyril rot in lies and deception," King Nunn expressed numbness. "And bring this child, the sin of you and the woman, back to my court!"

Myrk put down her hands and looked at her daughter desperately, watching her motionless face.

"but……"

"Alex," he snorted, as if his chin was twitching: "Alex, she doesn't know anything!"

"She is innocent!"

Myrk took her daughter's face and gritted her eyes in tears.

The little slicker was afraid of bowing her head, but she felt that the hand of Tyres shook slightly.

She looked up in fear and panic, saw the prince of the stars slamming her mouth, staring intently at King Noon.

The eyes are cold and angry.

"Why, do you feel wronged?" King Nunn gave a sneer of ridicule and madness: "Is it painful? Do you think your whole world has collapsed?"

"Because I killed your daughter?"

Myrk took a sigh of relief and looked at the eyes of King Nunn.

Tyres took a deep breath and he quietly looked at Milk's movements.

"Remember this feeling," said King Nunn's voice thick and heavy, with a chilling meaning: "That's what you deserve."

Myrk held his daughter, and he bit his teeth, his eyes reddened with tears and excitement, and he groaned in pain.

"Coward, oh, if you feel indignant," King Nunn did not care about this close-knit enemy. "Come to avenge her!"

Melk's fist was squeaky by him, like a wild beast with an angry accumulation. His eyes were mixed with hate and pain, despair and madness, and various emotions intertwined.

Tyles frowned at the hearing.

He looked outside the hall.

What about the White Blade Guard? What about Nilai?

If Myrk really violently assassinates the king...

Damn it.

Myrk looked at the king, breathing slowly, and his fist began to tremble.

But the king looked at his officially without fear, as if he was not a strong warrior of the former White-Blade Guard, but a weak one who was unable to resist in the shackles.

"Come on, kill your king," King Noon flashed a complex color in his eyes, only to hear him snoring and slowly said: "Like that year, you used your incompetence and cowardice, shaken and weak……"

"It’s the same as killing Suril."

At that moment, Melk’s expression was shocked, such as being struck by lightning!

He spoke slightly, his lips twitching, and he seemed to say something.

But Melk is still slowly shutting up at the end.

I saw that he was unmanned, and then he stumbled and fell to the ground.

Weeping silently.

The little slicker exclaimed.

The king did not speak again.

Taylors tried to adjust his breathing and control his emotions.

Today's Hall of Heroes gave him too much shock.

For a time, only the irregular sobbing of Myrk was left in the hall.

After a long time, the King of Nuen sneered unconsciously.

"Go," the old king said tiredly. "Don't appear in front of me again."

Melk raised his head numbly.

"Berne Myrk - you will live like this until you die," King Noon raised his eyes, his eyes dimmed, his eyebrows trembled. "Forever living in guilt, remorse, loneliness, painful torture, never Forgive, never rest."

"This is a punishment for you... for Suril."

Myrk smirked like a madman. He looked down at his daughter and suddenly began to weep.

"Roll!" The next second, King Nunn snarled in anger: "Take your sin... Roll!"

The little slicker was shaking again. If it weren't for the support of Tells, she would almost fall to the ground.

Myrke stared at Nun Wang with no eyes, and after a few seconds, he unconsciously held the body of Alex and stood up slowly.

He turned around inexplicably.

"The child you are holding is a shame of Walton and a symbol of the traitor." The king looked at his back and his eyes were terrible: "She can't be buried, not tarnishing my land..."

"If I find out, you buried her in any inch of the territory of Exeter... even if there is only ashes left, I will send someone to plan her out and feed it to the wild dog!" King Nunn ended him coldly. if.

Hearing this cruel decision, Teres also sighed and looked at the King of Nuen.

Melk hugged his daughter and trembled.

But he still bites his teeth, step by step...

Difficult to walk forward.

"Miss Alex?" The little slicker took a nap, and the subconscious was going to follow, but was pulled by Taylors.

"No, don't," Tyres shook his head and whispered: "It's all over."

"Your lady."

The little slick trembled fiercely and looked at Taylors with helplessness.

And Tyres just quietly looked at the back of Melk, motionless.

Niely appeared at the door of the hall and looked at Melk in a complicated look.

But Melk just looked down at his daughter, his face was gray, and he turned a blind eye to everything in his body.

Until the voice of Nilailai slowly came:

"My blood is an oath, my body is a reliance, my blade is a card, my soul is a sacrifice..."

It was like this, Myrke looked up and slammed back.

He stopped and looked at Nilailai slyly, listening to the comet to read the rest:

"Resist the strong enemy, the war is first, until the blood runs out."

"Protect life, fearless sacrifice, until humanity is extinct."

"Guarding the future, glory and faith, until the sun and the moon are bleak."

"Inherit hope, bloom glory, until all things sleep."

Melk closed his eyes in pain, and the tears flowed out again.

"All the way, my swearing brother," Nie Lai finished the vows, his eyes were subtle, and his expression looked at Melk painfully:

"In the "Handing Book," your story ends here."

Myrk took a breath and showed a smile with tears.

He numbly moved forward.

Passing by his old boss.

"Don't forget the words of your majesty," Nimale did not return, and calmly said to Melk behind him: "If we find that you dare to bury her in the country..."

Melk chuckled in the air.

The next second, Myrk held the girl's body, seemingly unaware, his face stunned, his eyes daring out of the hero hall.

Get out of the place where he swore to guard.

Taylor looked at the figure of Melk disappearing at the door.

Then, the prince of the stars gasped and gasped, turned around and asked him what he had been suppressing for a long time, always wanted to say:

"why?"

King Nunn raised his dark eyes.

"Alex? It was just a little girl who didn't understand anything," said Teres, who left the little slicker and walked toward the king of Noon. His face was ugly and said: "Whether it is Suril or Adele, these things are going with What does she have to do? She doesn't even know anything."

King Nunn laughed.

"Send her and isolate her...you have a better way!" Taylors controls his breathing.

"Ah, I found another feature of you," King Noon sneered in a sneer, tone of sadness and silence: "Excessive sense of justice... Who taught you these things?"

"It's not about justice," said Tyres, clenching his fists, and the children who had emerged from the abandoned house in their minds, posing their ragged clothes and looking like yellow skinny: "She is just an innocent child."

They should not bear such fate.

"Every day she lives is an insult to the Walton family and a threat to our cooperation," King Noon quietly replied: "This is a necessary and best choice."

"You can find a thousand reasons to defend your actions," Tyres snorted: "political needs, interests, confidentiality, revenge, punishment, impulsiveness, and even saying that they are forced by position." , the last choice, the best choice..."

"But these can't justify and defend your actions." Taylor looked at King Nunn and gritted his teeth: "You poisoned a 12-year-old innocent little girl and ended her future. En Walton."

"Just to punish her father's fault," Tyres showed disgust: "Do you feel happy? Do you feel revenge?"

"Hah, you are sometimes better than the most deceitful aristocrats," King Nunn snorted, his face mocking: "Sometimes more naive than the dumbest nerd."

Taylors ignored his smile.

"I have seen a person who has smothered children before," Prince Star whispered, raising his fist. "He couldn't face his own failures and shame, so he vented his anger and hatred on unrelated children."

"You are not much better than the coward," Tyres gasped, remembering the flesh-and-blood touch on his right hand: "Would you like to know his end?"

King Nunn’s eyes were cold.

"Don't forget," the old king straightened up and snorted: "If it weren't because of the girl's birth, and the sins behind her, we wouldn't go south and star - you won't stand here. ”

"Go to yours, Nunn," Tyres said unceremoniously: "We know each other and put away your boring lies."

"In that case, whether or not there is the assassination, whether or not Prince Suril is dead, Exeter will invade, either sooner or later."

"So you are pity for her?" King Nunn sneered lowly: "I said, this life, you better get used to it, little prince... just like your enemy will not because you are a seven-year-old Innocent children, just like yours."

Tyres looked at him and suddenly smiled and shook his head.

"Casslan may be wrong, not that you have changed, not that you are old," said Tyres sarcastically: "but you are."

"Surrier, Morar, Peffert, Melk - Do you know why they have such a tragedy?"

King Nunn frowned.

"If the Walton family has been in the past few hundred years, use such means and methods to govern your country and treat your vassals and subordinates," Tyres said coldly: "Don't expect them to use loyalty and Integrity to reward you."

"Your sons...the reason why they die like this is because you are such a father."

Tyres said what he had to say and looked at the king in front of him.

He actually felt calm.

There is no accusation and offense of Exeter's conscious and burden.

King Nunn fixedly looked at him for a long time.

Until the old king's face was serious, he looked straight at Tells, his eyes were extremely complicated.

"Do you think this is cruel?" The King whispered: "You haven't seen anything more cruel."

Tyres slightly frowned.

"You," King Noon, with the unique majesty of the king of a country, slowly said: "Come to me."

Taylors took a deep breath.

Damn old man.

What else to do?

He slowly looked up and stared straight at Nunn and raised his leg.

But he did not even step out.

"Not you," the king looked like a sword, crossed the prince of the stars, and shot coldly behind him.

Noon Wang cold channel: "I said..."

"It's the child."

Taylors a glimpse.

His pupil jerked!

Tyres turned his head and looked at the little slick behind him.

I have been holding my breath, and the atmosphere is not dare to take a bit of a small slippery to realize what.

She jerked.

The little slicker glanced at the king with disbelief, and asked for help as if he were looking for Taylors.

She never seems to have experienced such a scene, she is very panicked, she is very scared, and she is almost crying.

"Don't let me say the third time." Nunn's face looked at her like a cold ice.

The little slicker trembled and didn't dare to lift his head.

But over the years, she still let her go to the king with fear and trepidation toward the king.

Taylor looked puzzled at everything in front of him.

The little slicker stood in front of King Nunn, staring at the ground and shivering.

"Since the assassination of Suril, I have protected Alex very tightly," the old king said faintly: "Most people don't even know the name of Alex, only know that there is this person."

"Fortunately, this secret, this truth is not many people know." King Nunn has a terrible look and a firm tone:

"From the kitchen to the bedroom, from the guards to the maid, all the people who know Alex are already cleared on the way you have been here."

"The only one left."

The little slick trembled!

Her tears slipped out of her eyes: "No, I didn't see anything, I didn't know anything..."

King Nunn lowered his head and raised his right hand, looking at the black ring above, his eyes were subtle.

The breath of Tyres accelerates instantly!

He vaguely knew what the old king was going to do.

Tyres hurriedly walked toward King Noon: "Hey! You..."

But Tyres did not take two steps, he was forced by a strong hand, hugged his shoulders from behind!

The pain was uploaded from the shoulder.

"Be a good night," Nie Lai, the "star of the comet" behind him, kept him coldly: "Don't add chaos, little prince."

At the time of Tellston, he felt that half of his body could not move.

"No, you saw the scene just now, that secret, right?" King Nunn used an old, low voice to slowly slick the head:

"And you are also a minority who knows the existence of Alex."

The little slicker looked at the end of Tyres, bursting into tears, and she looked at the expression of King Nunn again, and it was a shock under fear!

"I beg you, Your Majesty," she cried. "I will be very embarrassed. I will always be in the castle. I don't say anything..."

King Nunn continued to rub the "triumph" on his finger and smiled lightly.

Tyres gritted his teeth and looked at the little girl in front of King Nunn.

Do not.

Damn it.

Tyres looked at Nie Lai with hatred and looked at King Nunn.

"Guess," the next moment, King Nunn sneered, holding on to the little slipper's hand: "What will you end up with?"

"Nun!" Tyres struggled desperately, but under the suppression of the leader of the Whiteblade Guard, his resistance did not help.

King Nunn’s face was cold, and he pulled the little slipper to his right hand.

Do not.

The little slicker was almost scared to cry out: "No...no..."

Tyres gritted his teeth and pulled the JC dagger from his waist and slammed it into the comet at a strange angle!

The fourth set of attacking skills of the Northern Army.

Volcanic.

then……

Tyres opened his mouth in surprise.

He saw that King Nunn stretched out his right hand and placed the ring on the palm of his little slipper.

The little slicker stared at his palm and looked at the silver ring of the silver ring above.

"This is the token of the Walton family passed down from generation to generation, ‘triumph,’,” said King Nunn calmly and coldly:

"At the moment, you are the last blood of Walton."

"It's me, Exeter is the granddaughter of the King and the Dragon City, the granddaughter of Nuen Walton."

"It is Prince Sulil Walton, and the daughter of the Marquis of Vine City, the only daughter of Adele Walton."

Tyres and the little slicker looked at King Noon.

"Selma Alex Suril Walton." King Nunn whispered: "This is your name."

The little slicker whispered unconsciously, his face pale.

After a few seconds, she finally realized what the words of King Nunn meant.

The little girl in glasses trembled and held the "triumph" and stepped back in fear.

Nie Lai let go of Tells and let go of his dagger, screaming coldly.

But Taylors has no time to take care of his attitude.

He climbed up from the ground, and looked at King Nunn with surprise, and looked at the little slick that was scared and helpless.

"You must forget everything about your past, whether it is your origin or the girl you have served." King Nunn continued his words with no emotion, but with strength:

"You will listen to my instructions and become a Miss Walton family."

"You will marry the kid as a condition for the support of the comet, the protection of the Walton family, and the connection between the two."

"You must fear him, obey him, serve him, help him in the name of Selma Walton, and support him."

The little slick trembled and glanced at Taylors. The tears behind the glasses were tearful: "No..."

But King Nunn interrupted her request.

"Remember your first middle name - Alex, that will remind you of your true identity forever..."

"Remind you, this night of changing your destiny."

"But this is also a warning," said King Nun in the blink of an eye: "If you have any place that threatens the interests of comets and Walton, that kid can show your identity at any time... a **** ceremony, you can Destroy everything, believe me, you won't like that."

The little slicker was scared, and she was so scared that she forgot to breathe, and when she was not able to breathe, she took a breath.

"And you, Tyres," King Noon turned his head and looked at the prince of the stars, his expression deep: "Today I expose the biggest secret of this family, the most terrible past, to you."

"The triumph is just the first lock. This is the second lock. Now, you can safely take over Walton."

"Our covenant is still valid."

Tyres was shocked.

He looked at the little slicker.

"Whether it's for the benefit, or for your ridiculous pity, you have to protect her and protect her identity," King Noon's voice suddenly became exhausted and hoarse: "Like you protect Walton."

The little slicker came back and looked at the ring in his palm and began to tremble.

"No, I beg you, sire..." The little slicker cried with fear and said: "I am afraid... I don't know anything... I can't..."

"I am not asking your opinion!" King Nunn turned his head sharply, looking at the little slick, letting the latter dissipate, and the king's eyes flashed in a stern color: "Do you understand?"

The little slicker is afraid of the extreme, even the glasses are skewed, and only the mechanical position is on the head.

King Nunn showed a faint smile.

Tyres looked at this scene with a sigh of relief.

"Okay," the old king sighed and said slowly: "Tells, you already know everything you know..."

King Nunn raised his gaze and his voice was exhausted: "Go back to your room."

Tyres gasped and clenched his fists.

He glanced at the little slick and looked at the helpless and pitiful eyes of the other.

Then bite his teeth and turn and leave.

"And you," behind the head of Tyres, King Nunn said to the little slicker: "Tonight, you will sleep in Alex's bedroom..."

The narrower the bite of Tyres's teeth, the scream of a small slicker behind him.

"If you feel bored when you think about it, think about it today, think about the former owner of your bed..."

Tyres's breathing slowly accelerated, and he could imagine the expression of a small slick at the moment.

"Think about Alex's end, think about the painful appearance of convulsions before she dies..."

Tyres closed his eyes gently, his feet were getting slower and slower, and the sobs of small slicks came from behind him.

"Think about those who died because of this, and think about how lucky you are..."

Tyres stopped and he took a deep breath.

"The servants and the kitchen are all re-emptied, but you will soon have new servants, and it will be better to act like a decent..."

"enough!"

Under the astounding eyes of all, the Prince of Stars turned and stared angrily at King Nunn and the little slippery head.

Tyres stepped forward with a big tooth and grasped the wrist of the little slippery head.

Then, by the way, she pulled her to her side.

He could feel that the little slippery wrist was still shaking.

"Don't be anxious, Teres," King Nunn retired from Nie Lai, who was preparing to go forward. He said slowly: "There is time for you to get along with your fiancee."

"So far," Tyres looked coldly at King Noon: "Tonight, she has to stay with me!"

After saying this, he took a small slick and walked heavily toward the hall.

The little slicker pressed the glasses that fell quickly, letting Tells pull himself, and looked back from time to time in horror.

"Tells," King Noon said faintly behind him: "Where are you going to take my granddaughter?"

"You can't stay with you anyway!" Taylors walked away, and he said unceremoniously: "A group of madmen!"

Behind him, King Noon laughed, but it only made Taylors more bored and confused.

"Tells Comet," came the King's laugh behind him: "The first night..."

"It's better for your fiancee!"

Tyres didn't return to the ground, pulling a small slick and walking out of the hall, and he ignored the frowning expression of the White Blades.

Just go all the way decisively.

Until the little slick returned from the stagnation and panic, silently.

"That..." The little slicker slammed his clothes: "You are..."

"My name is Tells." Tyres was cold and cold.

"Miss Alex, she really..." The little slicker took a nap and grievously said: "Really...?"

"Well," Tyres squinted and replied: "She is dead - she was poisoned."

The little slick trembled fiercely.

Tyres frowned.

"Poisonous death..." The little slicker stunned and began to mutter:

"In the 207th year of the Empire, the Duke of Skache killed the fourth knight with a poisonous arrow... In 489, the Earl of Kate Nantes and Princess Leslie were both poisoned at the wedding... The Age of Empires was 721 years. Emperor Eddie III was poisoned and comatose... In 1871, the 'Poison Emperor' poisoned the lord of Reddy Sodala at the negotiating table... The end of the calendar 359 years, 'Beauty Grand Duke' Lacey Allenzo died Under a cup of flower tea... The end of the calendar in 418, the count of Lloyd Ole Xiu was poisoned by the 'death of the dead'... The end of the 660 years, the star king - the storage of the blue grass..."

"Enough!" Tyres screamed decisively and interrupted her whisper: "Don't think about it again!"

The little slippery came back.

Taylors took her and continued on.

"That, we should go back..." The little slipper hesitated.

"You can't go back," Tyres interrupted her categorically, shaking her head:

"According to Nunn, there is just a bunch of people dead there, definitely not suitable for you to live."

The little slipper trembled slightly.

Tyres walked all the way, his heart sighed silently.

"But, I am afraid of us..." The little slicker hesitated again.

"You don't have to be afraid, there is no **** like Nunn," Tyres said quietly: "But I can only protect you for a while..."

"No, I mean..." The little slicker was crying, soft and authentic:

"We are on the wrong road..."

"..."

Thelma, the name is a tribute to Thelma_&_Louise--now I remember the two who drove out of the cliff A scene.

(End of this chapter)