Chapter 463 Rebirth (on)

Crouching.

A heartbeat, sound like a heavy hammer.

pain.

The pain of the heart.

Tyres stood on the fast rope and stood cold, sweating.

Do not.

Crouching.

Another heartbeat.

After smashing Barney's sword, the terrible aftereffects hit again, letting every breath of his mouth, and even every heartbeat, accompanied by the pain of almost heartbreaking.

It is more serious than once.

Like the call of a ferryman, he must be smashed from head to toe.

But that is no longer important.

He can't fall.

At least not now.

Thales swept through the nine scarred, desperate men in front of him.

Once the royal guard.

Crouching.

After the next heartbeat, the sin of the almost exhausted prison river re-emerged like a sin, filling his limbs, pouring into his unbearable heart and the body that was on the verge of collapse.

Unfamiliar and familiar fluctuations come to reproduce the scene of Dragon Blood Night and the Battle of the Comet:

The sin of the prison river began to consume a great amount of energy, accelerating the regeneration and recovery of damaged tissues in his body.

With the pain of infinite magnification.

Tyres began to tremble.

But unlike before, listening to Sakuel's confession and the sobs of Little Barney, listening to the choking blood in Naki's throat and the more chaotic breathing of Nai, Taylor suddenly found that he could not care about these. It was the pain that made him die.

Sakuel’s words are in the ear, but if they are separated, they are very clear.

"The Royal Guards are their masters, and they meet with their comrades."

"Four times... the hands and feet are broken."

Crouching.

In the darker sight of Tyres, the penalty knight looked hollowly at the darkness.

"You can only watch everything happen, you can't do anything, you can't do anything..."

"Sorry……"

Sakuel is empty and authentic.

"I can't do anything."

Taylors subconsciously pinched the arm of the fast rope and closed his eyes.

The sin of the prison river, such as the beast that found the prey, still whispers in his body.

But at that moment, Tyles seemed to return to the night of the hustle and was unable to lie on the dilapidated ground.

He heard Quaid's crazy laugh.

Kelly, Ned, Ensola, the dead deaf children floating in the air, looking at him blankly.

Watching Quaid cross over Tyre, step by step to the weak and unrelenting Celia.

And he can only...

I can only watch everything... happening.

Nothing can be done.

Tyres squeezed his fists.

Can't do anything?

Do not.

In his heart, there seems to be a voice so whispered.

Do not.

Crouching.

As if to order his body, Tyres shuddered to loosen the fast rope and stood up in pain.

That night, the dragonfly's cockroaches and **** colors flashed through his mind.

Everything...do, no, come.

He suddenly understood.

What he learned from the teachings of Toros is not only the use of magic power, but also the "contact" or "thing" stage of the magician.

But something more important.

Taylor slammed his eyes open.

"Do not."

The voice of the teenager faintly sounded, steady and determined, and attracted everyone's attention.

The fast rope was surprised to see the prince of the stars who had relied on himself to stand still for the last second. At this moment, he was taking a cold sweat and stepping forward.

"It doesn't matter what we can do, or can't do anything." Tyres slammed through Barney's sword and picked up the torch that was about to go out from the ground. He smashed it in the air and let it re-fully Burn it up.

The light illuminates the dim storage room.

Sackel looked at him indifferently, and Barney was still lying on the ground and weeping silently.

Naki, who is on the verge of death, has gradually dissipated his eyes, and Nai’s cough has begun to become small and silent.

"And when that moment comes, do we make the choice we deserve."

Taylors took a sigh of relief and forced himself to block the healing pains of the sequela of the magic or the sin of the prison, and held the torch and stepped toward the dark blood in front.

"It’s too late, no matter what you are going to do now," Semir snorted, with endless sadness and ridicule in his tone:

"This is the truth."

Tyres shook his head and just continued to move forward.

Naki's neck blood was stained on his sole.

Like that night, he stepped into the pool of blood in the waste house.

Everyone focused on the prince.

Tyres gasped and stepped into the pool.

The next second, the pain in his body increased!

The young boy's foot slipped, and he could no longer support the weak body, kneeling down in front of Naki and Cannon.

"Thales!"

The fast rope exclaimed, but was stopped by a hand raised by the prince decisively.

"Now, at least."

Tyres breathed a sigh of relief and walked a few steps closer to Naki, facing the other's almost dry eyes.

"We can still do the last thing."

The last thing?

The fast rope smashed.

"The Guardian of the Guardian wing, Naki, right?"

Tyres resisted a wave of severe pain and looked at the man who had passed away.

Under Cannon's support, Naki looked at Taiers with a look of indifference, and the blood of his neck continued to flow between Cannon's trembling fingers.

Immediately, Naki twitched away from his eyes, dodging and weak, and seemed to dare not face the teenager of the former surname.

"I know."

"I know what you have done."

Naki trembled slightly.

The fire illuminates the face that Naki is about to leave:

Wax, dry, wrinkled with despair and pain.

Looking at the neck blood that the other side couldn't stop, Tells gritted his teeth and squeezed out a peaceful smile, trying to make his words sound smoother.

"You are involved in conspiracy and civil strife."

"In the age of chaos, you, you swing between the family and the kingship, and finally chose to deny the first king, loyal to another comet, choose ... the future he represents."

"You are covered with blood bonds that cannot be cleansed, including your guards."

Naki, lying in Cannon's arms, began to tremble.

He had swept his eyes on Tyles, and he was full of remorse and pain.

Taylor looked calmly, and the sorrow in his heart overshadowed the pain of his body.

"You paid a price for it: tortured by your conscience, in the sorrow, unwillingness and resentment, wearing the sin on your face, not seeing the sky, half-life struggle."

The teenager sighed:

"Look at this."

Naki opened his mouth in pain, but he could only make a snoring sound in his throat, watching Taylor's eyes more desperate.

The Guards looked at the prince with all sorts of eyes, or despair, or desolate, or indifferent, or empty.

But Taylors ignored them.

He only smelled the **** smell of his nose, staring at the Naki in the pool of blood, as if to stare at the remaining soul.

"But I know," Taylors squeezed a weak smile:

"I know that you refused to plead guilty and hang on to prison, not because of your own privacy, but because you have to carry out your own choices and cover up the scandals of the royal family."

"That may be a sad and respectable choice."

When the voice fell, the guards of the Guards moved slightly, and Cannon, who was holding Naki, even looked up in surprise.

Naki is struggling with a dirty face.

He re-observed to look at Tyres, and the five fingers joined together to form a punch.

The next second, Tyres sighed:

"But those are not important."

The teenager looked at Naki seriously, and the bruised and sullen face was calm and indifferent in the fire.

"Because after 18 years, in the next step, I escaped from jail. At the moment when freedom and liberation are at your fingertips, you finally chose to give up hypocrisy and luck, face nightmares, face pain, face ugliness, and face yourself again. ""

Sackel, who was silently listening, shook a little, and Little Barney calmed down.

Listening to Tyre's words, Naki's breathing as he bleed increased and began to become confused.

"Maybe what I said now is insignificant, and it’s too late..."

The weak Thales stretched out his left hand and gently stroked the ugly sin of Naki's face.

The flesh and blood of the ancient empire letter "S" is engraved.

His touch seemed to have some kind of magic, so that Naji gradually calmed down.

Tyres gently gritted his teeth.

"But at least, I want you to know."

"Even if the world does not know, even if the kingdom refuses to admit it, even if it can never be clarified, but at least I know it in my heart."

Tyres took a deep breath and smiled:

"I don't think you are a bad guy, Naki."

At that moment, Naki’s pupil slammed!

The prince's eyes he looked at changed like his expression.

"You are not a selfish, simple and evil betrayal."

The voice of the teenager is very light and can only vibrate the dust, but it is spread out in the dungeon, but it is very clear.

Passed into everyone's ears.

"On the contrary, you are a respectable person."

"You made your own choices, and then bear your own consequences without regrets and implement your own principles."

Naki's breathing began to accelerate, covering the bleeding of the neck.

He looked at Tyres, his lips open and close, and an intermittent embarrassment.

But his slightly excited words were buried in the turbulent bloodstream.

Tyres smiled.

"I know, Naki, I understand."

The prince gently pressed Naki's forehead and pulled them closer.

Naki’s jealousy continues, but it is becoming weaker.

"So, at this moment, in the last breath of your life," Taylors realized that his voice was shaking, more than the shudder of Naki's death:

"Thai Naki."

Tyres breathed, and Naki’s face began to blur.

"In the name of the orthodox blood of the comet family, the sole heir of the nine-star crown, the second prince Taylors comet."

The teenager heard himself whispering:

"I forgive you."

At that moment, the dungeon was quiet and terrible.

Everyone looked at the boy who snorted and snorted.

"Forgive you for all the sins and mistakes that you have, have, and don't have."

The voice of the prince fell.

At this moment, it seems that nothing happened, and the dungeon was as quiet as ever.

But after a few seconds, Naki’s chest began to fluctuate violently, seemingly to struggle to get up!

"呜呜-"

Finally, Naki seemed to have stopped the dam that had been blocked for a long time and collapsed at the last minute.

His eyes have lost focus, but still trembled and stretched out his weak left hand, scratching in the air in vain.

His lips were twisted and twitched, and Tyre's violent sobs and whimpers seemed to say endless words.

"Oh ah -"

Naki’s fierce reaction made Cannon, who was holding his wounds, unprepared, and could only try to control the other side, preventing him from being unable to return to the sky and getting worse again.

Tyres put down the torch, ignoring the **** body, holding Naki's empty palms and leaning over the people who are about to die.

"No matter who you betray, who you are loyal to."

"No matter what your heart is, what you should do."

"Whether you have been in the past, why are you?"

He used his cheeks against Naki's forehead, letting the other's struggle calm down in his voice:

"May you no longer be trapped in sin, contradiction, torture, apology."

"Relieved from here."

Tyres gasps and resists the sourness of his nose:

"May your past disappear, and your nightmare will end."

"Have rest in peace."

No one is saying anything.

At that moment, only Naji slowly calmed down in the dungeon, and the sound of breathing slowly weakened.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

I don't know how long it took, and Naki's struggle finally calmed down.

Tyres released a sigh of relief, patted Cannon, who was stiff, and let go of Naki.

He bowed his head in vain.

I don't know when, the person in my arms has closed her eyes.

No more moving.

he's gone.

Taylors said bitterly to himself.

After eighteen years of torture...

gone.

But Tyres immediately moved.

I saw the endless crystal clear, falling from the face of Naki's lost vitality.

The tears surged and the blood flow to the neck was better.

Tyres’s heart was sour.

"Thank you," Cannon, who still holds the body of his comrades, sobbed:

"Thank you, Your Highness... Nakihe...Naki..."

Taylor looked up and stared at him blankly.

Naki’s cheeks with tears twisted out of the arc and seemed to be suffering from severe pain.

But Tells knows.

That is not pain.

Instead, Naki has been exposed for eighteen years...

Smile.

Taylors stagnated for a moment in confusion, then stood up and raised the torch again.

He discovered this: I don’t know when, everyone in the field stared at him, surprised, or excited, or bitter, or sad.

As if the boy is the protagonist of this stage.

Even Sac El was staring at Tyres, still motionless.

The fast rope was silent, and I looked at the eyes of Tyres with a layer of meaning.

Taylor took a deep breath and removed his gaze from Naki's body. Step to the other side.

I don't know if the sequela of the magical energy has let him go, or the sin of the prison river has finally been repaired. The pain in his body has begun to become numb, which is not worth mentioning for his current state.

Tyres took a weak step and approached Beletti, who was holding Nai.

Nai coughed in pain, looking at the eyes of Tyres, but it was shining and brightened.

"His Highness, we..." Looking at Naki, who was no longer breathing, Belletti, who resisted the feelings in her chest, just opened her mouth and was stopped by Taylors raising her right hand.

"Wait a minute." The boy shook his head.

Belletti immediately closed her lips and there was no disagreement.

As if this is his duty.

Perhaps it was affected by the things that had just happened, and no one wanted to interrupt the actions of Tells.

As before, Tyres squatted in front of Nai, watching the man who was still smiling at the moment and coughing.

"A lot of internal bleeding after blunting, can't be better - as a logistics officer, I know very well." Nai smiled bitterly, pale, cold sweat, and Belletti on his side couldn't bear to close his eyes.

Taylor looked at him sadly.

"Sas Nai, second-time logistics officer." The teenager was serious.

Nai subconsciously pushed the Beletti, who was holding on to him, and stood up.

Seems to want to be more appropriate.

Just listen to the prince whispering:

"I don't know what you have experienced in these 18 years, but I know, I know that your experience is not fair."

Nai calmly stared at the prince, but the seriously injured body gradually began to numb.

Taylors resisted the resentment in his chest:

"Thirteen years, you are in the wrongful and painful, bear the consequences that are not commensurate with what you do."

"I know that your grievances have nowhere to be heard, your pain is hard to say, the justice you deserve is innocent...may not come."

Listening to the words of the prince, Nai’s eyes gradually dissipated and filled with a grief.

But Tyres grasped his palm.

Nai’s palm is so cold that it seems that blood has never flowed through here.

"But you, the logistics officer."

"Do not worry."

Tyres’s tone is slightly ups and downs:

"Because at least, at least I will remember your innocence and justice."

Nai's cold palm began to tremble.

"I will remember that there is such a person, no matter how much pain he has suffered, how many wrongs, no matter how he is now, when he died, he believes and cherishes his teammates and has never wavered from beginning to end, ten years."

Nai’s eyes were already blurred, but he did his best to release a smile to the prince.

This made Taylors very pleased, let him feel a little relieved after the death of Naki.

Tyres took a deep breath and put his sadness in his heart.

"Sas Nai."

Tells said, put his forehead on the forehead of Nai:

"I hope the prison river will be smooth all the way."

Tyres whispers:

"May you calmly rest."

Nai’s body trembled slightly, even though he had not much life.

The dungeon is still very quiet.

But it is at this time.

"No, Your Highness..."

Tyres loosened Nai, surprised to see the tears at the moment, but still refuted the nephew.

"We have vowed," I saw Nai, and the godless eyes looked at the empty ceiling, but with tears in tears, and tried to speak:

"As a Guardian of the Emperor, our souls...not into heaven, nor in hell, but in the empire."

soul?

Taylors glimpsed.

In the tears that did not fall, Nai’s smile was even brighter.

It was a bit sad to see Tyres.

"Like the brothers of the past..."

Nai couldn't see the sight in front of him, but he still trembled and turned to everyone's direction with little effort.

"Royal Guard, second-time logistics officer, Sasna Nai."

Boom!

He grabbed his right fist with difficulty and slammed his heart!

In spite of the heavy load and pain brought by this action.

Taylor looked at him with amazement, and suddenly found that the surrounding guards, whether it was Saccar and Little Barney, Belletti or Semir, did not consciously stand up and correct their faces.

Just like the most solemn occasion.

"You!"

Nai can only reflect the dark pupils, hoarse and authentic.

"My sword is broken and the mission is over."

He seems to be forcing his weak chest and lungs to breathe, trying to squeeze out the words from his mouth, the words are round and round.

Every word makes the members of the squad tremble.

Nai took a deep breath:

"I have... I have done my duty..."

Halfway through, Naiqi did not continue, and he continued to breathe several times.

But Nai recovered and will continue soon:

"I will..."

"I will rest on the side of the emperor..."

The dying Nai’s words are stagnation, and the fists of the chest are released.

"Do not."

Nai shook her head.

He trembled and touched the face of Tyres.

Taylor lowered his head and leaned his cheek against the other's palm.

Nai touched the prince's face and glanced in the direction of Tyres.

In the next second, Nai bloomed the palest and gentlest smile.

Just listen to him firmly:

"I have rested on the side of the emperor."

My sword is broken.

The mission is over.

I have done my duty.

I have rested on the side of the emperor.

The guards of the Guards were listening to a word of dying, touching, or sighing.

Nai stared at the void and tried to hold her breath, seemingly waiting for something.

Finally, with a burst of snoring, the grayish little Barney seemed to wake up from a nightmare, holding his painful right arm and pressing it on the chest.

"Second Logistics Officer, Sasna Nai."

"He has done his duty," he only listened to Xiao Bani, who resisted the tone of the tone, and hoarsely:

"I will rest on the side of the emperor."

Finally, Tyres saw that Nai’s pale smile had relaxed, as if he had put down something.

Taylors looked up and saw all the members of the Guards at the same time against the chest, in unison or solemn, or sad, or excited to open, to confess the burial words of the Royal Guard:

"Only inheritance continues."

"Seeing eternity."

The voice fell.

The next moment, Naito lived in the palm of the boy's face.

It hangs violently and weakly, and is caught by Taylors.

Tyres lowered his head and saw that the pupils of Nai's pair had completely lost their looks.

he's gone.

Once again, Tyres whispered to himself.

Belletti groaned in pain in his throat, and Cannon sobbed low.

Little Barney closed his eyes deeply and shivered:

"The third...the thirty-eighth..."

He paused and hesitated and glanced at the remains of Naki.

In the end, Little Barney still bowed his head and shook his head in hopelessness.

"Thirty-ninth."

Sacuel re-entered his face into his hands and his shoulders trembled.

Two brothers and sisters were sent away, and the guards at the moment were exceptionally quiet.

The silence lasted for a few seconds, and Tyres gently let go of the body of Nai.

It is not over yet.

He dragged his weak body and said to himself.

not yet.

Tyres turned his head and swept through the figures:

"Chief penalty officer Luton Belletti."

"Second, the flag governor, Colin Semir."

Belletti bit her lip.

Semir is complex.

I saw the prince swaying and stood up with a torch.

His figure is very clear in the fire.

"I understand you and understand you."

Tyres hoared the scorpion:

"But I don't have the power of my father, and I don't have the status like him. I can't excuse you, I can't show you snow, I can't tell you."

He spoke and swept through the little Barney who had never thought of anything.

"I also know the character of my father - even if I return to Yongxing City, I still have no power and no power. It is worthless to say, even meaningless."

Belletti looked heavy and Samuel shook his head.

"I can't erase your brand, wash your stigma, change your situation, make up for your scars."

Taylors took a deep breath:

"But at least, I can, and can only tell you in the identity of Tells Comet."

He bowed his head and silently said:

"Sorry."

Belletti and Semir were in a move.

"Like Nai, I know your grievances, I know your past, I know your innocence."

Taylors tries to make his tone calm and sincere:

"I also know your persistence."

"And I will remember my life."

"No matter what others are."

At that moment, Beletti tried to squeeze out the bitter smile and shook his head. Semir blinked and looked at the prince with an indescribable look.

"Like Nai, you are already in my heart, but I have already washed away the stigma."

Tyres tried to get rid of the bruises in his heart and pulled his lips:

"You are an excellent royal guard."

"thank you all."

Belletti’s voice was stagnation and he couldn’t speak: “His Royal Highness...”

Semir overtook his head and sank himself into the darkness, his expression unclear.

Thales smiled and turned to the other three people with a weak body.

"The detective ride of the pioneer wing, Jon Cannon."

"Guardian of the Guardian Wing, Sol Buri."

"And you, Guti Talding, who is from the famous."

When he was called to the name, Cannon, who was holding the body of Naki, was awkward, and he did not dare to look up. The huge Buri was sorely choked a few times.

Tarding even shyly turned away.

"You have been involved in the conspiracy and confusion of the year, and even participated in it."

"You participated in the blood of the year, which led to the catastrophe of the royal family, the great disaster of the kingdom, and the sin industry."

The mood of the three people is even lower.

Cannon buried his face in the arms of Naki's body and wept.

Brie was on the ground and looked dull.

Tarding bit his lip and seemed ready.

When Tyres looked at the three people, the emotions in his heart were so complicated that it was difficult to clear.

But in the end, he took a deep breath and shook his head.

"but……"

I saw Taylor's faint smile:

"I forgive you."

Dead silence.

Belletti's eyes widened, and even Semir frowned.

The three people involved, whether Tarding, Buri or Cannon, were completely stunned at that moment.

"His Royal Highness..." Tardin subconsciously.

Tyres did not let him go on, but looked at the remains of Naki and Nai, faintly:

"Like Naki, you have made your own choices on many roads."

"And today, when things are wrong, it is no longer right to trace the past."

The voice of Tyres fell, and Tartin shivered slightly.

Just listen to the prince with a little resentment and contempt, and calmly:

"More importantly, you have already paid the price - whether it is the death of the hands and feet, or the punishment of conscience, or the embarrassment and nightmare that will accompany eternal life."

The three still looked at Taylors incredulously.

"And I also saw what kind of people you are."

"No matter what choice you made in the past, but today, you did not let Sackel bear sin alone, but faced his own past and stood up and admitted that year."

Many people look to Saciel, but the heavy penalty knight still does not say a word.

Tyres sighed.

"And, today, you saved my life. Even if you know the truth, you are different from Barney. You know it well: This does not allow you to be forgiven."

With him, I don't know if the time is coming or the power of the end is working. Taylors feels that the pain in his body has completely disappeared.

Only the rest are weak, awkward, empty...

As well as the unprecedented relief of the burden.

Taylor looked up and tried to smile, his voice hoarse:

"So, I forgive you."

"Forgive you all."

"I forgive you, forgive you from the tortures of the past, and forgive you from the embarrassment of eternity."

"May you, be born again at this moment."

This is……

my choice.

The voice in Tyre's heart whispered.

Compared to strength and status, this is...

I really should cherish, care, and insist on things.

It is my real anchor.

silence.

The silence lasted for a few seconds, only sparks and breaths intertwined.

Finally, Cannon among the three could not support it first.

He held the blood in the ground with his hands and cried in the ground.

Cannon’s reaction seemed to open up, and then, Tardin’s knees groaned with pain and remorse:

"His Royal Highness... I... I..."

He couldn't stop crying.

Buri licked his lips, but no sound was heard.

He just closed his eyes deeply and slid his body and head to the lowest direction in the direction of Tyres.

Semir sighed.

Belletti put down the body of Nai, staring firmly at Tells.

Taylors smiled at them.

"Sorry, I can only say these words in my own name - I am not a king after all."

"I can only do this."

He added without fail.

Belletti shook her head and greeted the prince with her most grateful and restrained smile.

Do not.

What you do... far more than that.

more than.

After talking, Tyres took a breath and looked at the little Barney on the other side.

The fast rope standing on the side looked at it all sluggishly:

In the dark dungeon, the two bodies lay peacefully on the ground.

Sackel squatted on the ground and looked at Tyres.

Little Barney leaned against the wall in an indifferent way.

The other five wolf-stricken prisoners, either excited, or sad, or screaming, or sighing.

Only the boy holding the torch, standing among the crowds, with a smile.

His thin figure, but in the shadow of the fire, looks tall and strong.

"What is he doing." Semir stood on the side and said to himself.

Belletti heard his words.

"did nothing."

The penalty officer looked at Taylor's back to the back of Little Barney, whispering, with bitterness and hope:

"He just... raised the torch."

then.

Belletti looked at Tyres from a distance, silently in his heart:

Illuminated our darkness.

The next moment, Belletti could no longer control himself.

The tough and fierce warrior on the battlefield turned his head.

Covering the tears in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)