empty crown

Staring at Henry's pale face for a long, long time...then resolutely turned and walked out.

In the early morning of the next day, the whole country was filled with a strong atmosphere of mourning. The monarch who led England to the most glorious moment in history was impressed by God with his heroic demeanor and might. Under the call of God, he returned to God early hug...

Amid everyone's sorrow, in a small corner of the palace castle, two guards who no one would pay attention to were whispering.

"Hey, have you heard? The personal bodyguard of His Majesty Henry was found dead in his residence this morning."

"I've heard that, it's really surprising. Although we all swore to live and die for Your Majesty when we entered the palace, we didn't expect him to really do that."

"Looking at his submissive appearance, I don't like him very much. I didn't expect him to be so spineless."

"Yeah... What an admirable person..."

miracle

Eric returned to the dark forest without delaying a moment. He immediately collected the medicine that could treat typhus, and while rushing back non-stop, he crushed the herbs to make a potion and put them in a bottle.

In time!

Eric looked at the light green liquid, and happily rode his horse back to the palace and castle.

We must make it in time──!

It only took him two days, which was more than enough, as long as Henry drank this thing, there would be no problem!

Eric was confident that he'd be able to watch Henry spring and kick again soon.

With excitement, Eric rode to the gate of the castle without a break, but when he saw the black curtain hanging from the castle, he was stunned—what's wrong?Has anyone else died?Why would you hang a black curtain...?

No no no...it couldn't be Hal.

Impossible, he knows Hal's illness better than anyone else, and it's only been two days, it's impossible for him to deteriorate to this level...it must be someone else...it must be...

Eric got off his horse, and from a distance, he could see many people gathered around the gate of the palace, Steve and his party were also standing among them, he ran over frantically, looked at Steve who was dressed in black, and said out of breath, "What's wrong!? Who died? Why are you also wearing mourning clothes...?"

"Who else..." Tony stared at Eric, rushed up and grabbed Eric's collar: "Didn't you say you could make it in time!? Didn't you swear that it would be possible!? Hal is dead! Dead! Died last night!"

Eric felt as if he had been struck by lightning when he heard what he said. He stared blankly at Tony, and when he saw the tears flashing in Tony's eyes, he chuckled lightly: "Stop pretending, Tony, your joke is too serious." There is no level, I know Hal's illness better than anyone else, he can't die so soon..."

"Impossible!?" Tony grabbed Eric and pulled him into the main hall. In the center of the empty hall, there was a stone platform full of flowers. Henry in a red robe covered with the English national flag, his eyes were closed, there was no trace of blood on his lips, but the expression on his face could hardly be called serene, and the lines on his brow seemed to be silently questioning Eric—at the end, I didn't even wait for you...

"Look who this is!? Impossible!?" Tony couldn't bear it anymore, tears fell the moment he turned his head, Steve walked over, with tears in his eyes, and hugged Tony tightly .

Eric looked at the man with closed eyes and no blood on his face. He walked over quietly like a sleepwalker, and squatted beside Henry. He stretched out his hand and carefully touched Henry's cold face: "Stop making trouble." , get up... Hal, stop messing around, you lied to me again, right? I know you want to see me worrying about you, right?" Eric grabbed Henry's cold hand: "Why are your hands so cold? ? You are so afraid of the cold, how can you let yourself lie on such a cool stone platform..."

Eric's heart seemed to have a big hole torn. He looked at Henry's eyebrows and eyes, and tears welled up. He gently rubbed the back of Henry's hand with his cheek, and murmured: "I told you to wait for me... ...Why don't you wait for me...Why? You promised me to wait for me...You promised me...Why do you always lie to me...From the first meeting..."

Eric hugged Henry's body violently, Henry's head was hanging limply, and the crown on his head fell on the stone platform with a loud clang.

"You lied to me! You clearly said that you would wait for me! You said!!" Eric hugged Henry so hard that he could hear the crackling of the bones in Henry's body.

After Eric finished speaking, he grabbed Henry's hair and leaned over to kiss Henry's cold lips like crazy. He pried open the weak jaw, and used his hot lips to drive away the coldness and dryness of death in the body of the person he loved so much. .

"What are you doing!" Tony rushed over to grab Eric: "You're crazy!"

Eric shook off Tony's hand with red eyes, hugged Henry and continued the desperate kiss.

"Enough! Eric!" Steve also stepped up, grabbing Eric from behind and trying to stop him.

"Don't touch him! Don't touch him! He's mine! He's mine!" Eric's eyes were bloodshot, and he hugged Henry tightly, like a wolf protecting its own food, roaring ferociously.

"What's the use of doing this now! Hal won't come back to life!! If there is a miracle, we all hope that he can come to Hal! But what you are doing now will only hurt him!!" Steve was forced by Eric Shake it off, I have no choice but to persuade.

Eric suddenly stopped talking. He stood up quickly as if remembering something important, put Henry back on the stone platform gently, walked to Steve, and looked at Steve with a serious expression he had never seen before. Steve: "Steve, I want to ask you one thing... please be sure to promise me!"

Steve looked into Eric's eyes and nodded slowly.

"Are you sure Steve... if it doesn't work... don't we do something unscrupulous..." Tony looked down at the shovel in his hand.

"...I can only try, that legend..." Steve looked at the dark confined space, raised the lamp in his hand: "No matter what, Huntsman will never give up, so we can't give up either. "

"That's right, we can't give up." After Natasha finished speaking, she walked to the big red coffin that had just stopped today, carefully checked the words on it, and nodded: "It's Hal, that's right."

"I trust Huntsman." Clinton looked at the row of coffins, walked to the last one, and pushed the shovel in his hand into the gap between the already sealed coffins.

The four of them stopped talking, and just concentrated on stealing Henry, who had just been sent to the underground vault of the royal body in Westminster Abbey today, out of the coffin, and Henry was still lying lifeless in the coffin , Steve walked over and picked Henry up: "You put the coffin lid back quickly, and don't let anyone find out."

In this way, taking advantage of the darkness, they stole Henry V, the greatest king of the British Empire, who had just been buried, out of the royal mortuary room.

"How long does it take for Huntsman?" Tony held all kinds of strange medicinal materials in his hand, and stayed on the table to crush them carefully.

"...It doesn't have to be, it all depends on luck." Steve looked at Henry lying on the bed, they had changed his crown and robes to ordinary clothes, so that it seemed that Henry was not sleeping with ordinary people at all no difference.

"Then I can only do my best..." Tony put the freshly crushed herbs evenly on the fur that had been prepared on the ground, and then with Steve's help, put Henry into the piece covered with herbs wrapped tightly in fur.

"Hopefully he won't rot until we get to Huntsman..." Tony looked worriedly at the fur covering Henry.

"...It depends on God's will." Steve followed suit with a sigh.

Oh, God……

Please bless these two...

Otherwise, you will ruin two lives...

Eric has been lying motionless in the grass for two days, his clothes are all wet, he hasn't had a sip of water or food in the past two days, he knows he can't move, as long as he moves, those cunning guys won't come...

Yes……

He wants to kill the purest existence in the dark forest...

He wants to kill the magical animal that is said to have blood that can bring people back to life...

He wants to kill the most perfect creature created by God...

unicorn……

i want your blood...

Eric never thought that one day he would catch unicorns...

He admired this spiritual creature,