Invade the white dove

"Dear father, I came to visit you today to bring you good news."

Kyle lifted Sprue III's hair without distaste, carefully tucked it behind his ears, tiptoed and kissed the old king's forehead gently, "Father, you have been waiting for death for ten years, even at the expense of your dignity Begged me to kill you, but I never agreed, because you have not yet seen my success."

Sprue III sneered hoarsely: "Success? My child, do you think success is achieved by using the power of the devil to unify the continent?"

"Father, that city, you told me it didn't exist, but I found her, the pearl on the Red Sea, the dove of peace, she belongs to me now. And that city of Ness, who has been trying to imitate that city, I Conquered her too. You see, I did what you couldn't, and don't I deserve your praise?"

After 18 years of getting along with father and son, Kyle has become accustomed to being ridiculed and denied by his biological father. He did not show an angry expression, but explained it very seriously.

Kyle held Sprue's face in both hands, staring at the old king's eyes that had been stabbed by him: "You once cursed me to die alone, but you see, I have a knight who swore allegiance to me. He has a beautiful Red hair, handsome as a statue, he is willing to listen to me, and also has the ability to protect himself...he will not die in this lion castle like them again, he is my perfect hasam, my follower."

As Kyle's words fell, Julis took a step forward, knelt on the ground with one knee, and the armor on his knee collided with the ground, making a heavy muffled sound: "'Vulture' Utur will always be loyal to you, Your Majesty."

Kyle raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction: "Garman will soon unify the Black Marsh Continent. That hypocritical Aushenism will soon die out. Father, your son has fulfilled the long-cherished wish of the Mulder family. Aren't you proud of me..."

"My son is dead, drowned by you." Sprue III interrupted bluntly, "Kyle Mulder, you will always be a loser."

"I curse you, Kyle Mulder, I curse you to be spurned by everyone and betrayed by the most trusted person. Your soul will be tormented in the fire of hell forever."

"Your innocence makes people laugh as always." Kyle shrugged indifferently, the joy in his eyes was as thick as newly mined honey, "I have long sold my soul to the devil, and my destination after death has long been It's not something I'm worried about."

"And you..." Kyle pulled out a table knife from his sleeve and pressed it against Sprue III's throat, "You neither died by the enemy's sword, nor did you heroically lose your life while hunting. Your honor Prussian Mudd, the 'aggressor', it was a knife that cut through the tail of a sheep through your throat."

Kyle turned the knife.

The sound of blood splattering was particularly ear-piercing in this secret room.

The voice of Sprue III cursing became smaller and smaller. The emperor who once conquered most of the Black Marsh continent with an iron fist, at the last moment of his life, he was cursing his son to rot in hell.

Ulis helped Kyle who was staggering and almost fell in time.

The young king clutched the bloodstained table knife so tightly that his knuckles were starting to turn white, and the blood trickled from his fingers, ticking, ticking, onto the toes of his shoes.

He took a breath, as if he was relieved, a moment later, he frowned suddenly and belatedly, and threw the knife far away.

"Now let's talk about my mother."

Kyle raised his chin, and the beautiful emerald eyes reflected the bright red magic fire around him, "What's her name? Lily? Elly? Ah, Elise Mulder. Queen Elise inherited Mudd. De family genetic disease, she completely lost her mind in the second year of my succession, one day I went to find her in the dungeon where I grew up and found that she used her skirt as a rope and strangled herself to death On the bars of the bars."

Speaking of this, Kyle laughed "ha": "The beautiful and proud queen of the empire, naked, with her tongue sticking out, died so ugly."

"His Majesty……"

Julis spoke, he felt that he should say something at this moment, but he really didn't know how to continue.

Like Kyle, he has been burdened with the "curse" since birth. Their fate is so similar, but the paths they have traveled are very different.They are also heirs to the throne, and they also have red fetal hair, but Julius has a father who loves him deeply. Although his childhood is also trapped in a corner, the tower is full of sunshine and laughter.

After knowing what happened to Kyle, Julis imagined more than once, if the fathers of the two were switched, would he follow Kyle's path?

"Your Majesty, 'Vulture' Utur will never betray you." Julis swore palely.

He couldn't help but sympathize with Kyle.

But he also couldn't forgive a madman who wanted to destroy the world.

"Utur, I like you." Kyle tucked the knife into his cuff, raised his head again, the expression of madness no longer appeared on his face, "My dear father is right, I was indeed alone before you appeared one person.

"Nobles and courtiers are afraid of me, my page has plans for me, Tatos longs for my soul, their eyeballs are full of cloudy desire. And you, your obsidian eyeballs have no emotion at all. , you have nothing for me, you are like the most perfect partner that fate gave me."

"It is also my pursuit to be appreciated by His Majesty."

Kyle laughed from the bottom of his heart: "It was just an episode, now I will tell you the secret of the Mulder family."

He stomped his feet on the floating platform where the two were standing, and the marble brick receded steadily. Just as he was about to touch the edge of the prison, Kyle raised his hand. Once again, the wall slowly The ground is sunken inward, leading them into another secret room.

Different from the cage where Sprue III was imprisoned, this secret room was exceptionally clean and tidy. On two walls of white porcelain, arched windows were carved, while the other two walls were made of mosaics, made of sapphire and topaz. , Beryl and other jade fragments of various colors, inlaid with a picture of the Land of Paradise that only appears in theological classics.

Julius held his breath.

"This is not the Elysium created by those old bastards in Sanctuary." As if seeing through Julis' shock, Kyle said in time, "This oil painting depicts the residence of the gods in the old world."

"My Duke, don't be so surprised. Even you should know that there are actually many stories that are similar among the different beliefs in this world. God created the first human beings, God taught them to farm and reproduce, and God created them for the first time. Punishment of human greed, lust and floods, fires..."

Kyle spouted on and on, and Ulis couldn't refute.

In Odong's history of theology class, the God Envoy Yihe once taught him to compare the similarities and differences between the legends of Aushenism and polytheism. He severely reprimanded him for a long time.

"Stories from the old world are scattered among the people, unsystematic, and are properly 'referenced' by later beliefs. Unless scholars spend decades of research and comparison, it is difficult to discover the relationship among them."

While speaking, Kyle walked to the limestone pillar in the center of the secret room, put his palm on the surface, a green light flashed, and then heard a "click", as if the mechanism was opened, and the surface of the tightly fitting stone pillar cracked to a gap.

Kyle reached in and pulled out a book thicker than the width of his palm.

"Perhaps when you were wandering at sea, someone once told you the rumor that the Mulder family is the descendants of demons."

Kyle blew off the dust on the book cover, flipped through the old and yellowed pages, and waved to Julius.

Julius looked at the book decorated with ancient sayings and strange patterns, his throat trembled, and he read the inscription on the cover that seemed to be a prophecy: "'We are from demons, and we will become demons'. Yes, Your Majesty, I once I have heard." (*)

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(*) From thedevil we came, and to thedevil we will go.