Chapter 286: No One Can Save Me

"You killed my parents, and you made me an orphan..." Dean supported himself on the ground with his hands, climbed up tremblingly, and walked towards Gwat step by step.

He picked up the sword that Gwart had not held before and pointed the tip of the sword at Gwart: "Why, why didn't you kill me too! Why did you leave me alone in this lonely world? Why!"

"Dean." Gwart didn't know how to answer Dean. He himself didn't know why. He could only tell Dean what his father had told him: "Sometimes, only by sacrificing a small number of people can we protect the happiness of more people and protect more people. I protected you too, didn't I?"

"Hehe..." Dean looked at the person in front of him whom he had admired and revered for many years with tears streaming down his face. He felt as if the whole world had collapsed, and he waved the sword in his hand.

Gwat slowly closed his eyes, as if he was also waiting for this moment of relief.

But there was no expected pain, only a warm feeling on his face.

Gwat opened his eyes in shock and saw Dean had committed suicide with his sword.

Dean is dead, and the belief that has supported him to live for so many years has completely collapsed.

Until he completely ran out of breath, Dean was still staring at Gwart with his eyes wide open.

At that moment, Gwatt also felt that he had fallen into an endless abyss.

The thought that he had suppressed many years ago suddenly popped into his mind.

[No one can save me].

"Dean..." Gwatt stretched out his hand to Dean, but seemed to be afraid of something. In the end, he could only wail, tears flowing freely.

Perhaps his heart and his faith died together, died long ago, died in the fire many years ago.

It was as if he watched his father living in resentment and regret day by day, becoming more and more paranoid and thinner, but he didn't feel the slightest bit.

He just looked at his father quietly, watching him take his last breath unwillingly.

At that time, he couldn't feel sad at all. Only Vivian was crawling on the bed, crying breathlessly.

It was also on the night his father died that the man called Master contacted him.

"I'm deeply sorry for your father's death. He was a man loyal to his beliefs and his country. It's a pity he didn't meet a wise king." The Master's voice was pleasant and alluring. "Work with me, and I will fulfill all your ambitions."

"Cooperate with you?" Gwart found the words ridiculous. He had no ambitions at all. He just wanted everything to disappear. "Including completely destroying this rotten country?"

"Haha." The Master laughed: "You are more interesting than I thought."

After a moment's silence, the Master slowly spoke, "Okay, I agree."

In just a moment, there was more money in Gwat's account than he could spend in his lifetime.

Only then did he realize that the other party was not joking, he really was supporting him and wanted to realize his ambition.

A few days later, Prince Leon arrived. Now he was the King of Leon. He appeared in the Vatican with his pregnant queen, under the pretext of coming to see his father off for the last time.

How ridiculous! He doesn't even think about who is causing his father's pain!

But he was just a new bishop with a shallow foundation. He had no qualifications and no position to express his opinion. He just watched them.

He could see that King and Queen Leon were very happy.

From the very beginning, Leon had a kind of happiness and innocence of living in a fairy tale world. In his eyes, nothing bad would ever happen, and there were no real bad people in this world.

He even treated his gloomy and terrible brother Lucius as a treasure.

Standing on the side, Gwat seemed to be able to foresee Leon's happy life just by looking at him.

Why?

Why should I live in torment of conscience day and night, while this foolish king can enjoy a fairy-tale-like happy life?

Why!

When the Master called and asked him to help replace the eldest princess, he agreed immediately.

For no other reason, he just thought, "I can't be the only one who is suffering in this world."

The eldest princess of Xing'ertang represents the fortune of the country. As the new bishop of the Xing'ertang Church, Gwat is naturally aware of this.

He didn't know why the Master wanted to take away the eldest princess of Xing Ertang, but he was not a traitor who would be so shameless as to do such a thing.

The eldest princess can die, and her death will not affect the country's destiny, but the eldest princess cannot fall into the hands of others.

So he sent people to blow up the ship.

But he could never imagine that Vivian would be on that ship!

Why? Why had the Star God already taken his father away, and now wanted to take his sister too?

It’s the Star God’s fault, it’s the royal family’s fault, it’s the fault of this country that’s rotten to the core!

It's ruined!

It's all ruined...

The Master said that he had found out that the eldest princess was still alive, but due to external interference, he could not find her whereabouts.

Because of Vivian's death, the Master did not suspect Gwart.

Gwat continued to cooperate with the Master. His powerful abilities were noticed by the Master, especially his ruthlessness that never hesitated.

Yes, my father is gone, and Vivian is dead too.

There is no one in this world who is worth his hesitation.

At least that's what Gwart thought when Dean died in front of him.

But now, looking at Dean's body, Gwatt felt that he had already become a walking corpse.

Over the years, he has done so many things just to prove that his father was right.

“Only by sacrificing a small number of people can we protect the happiness of more people.”

But he didn't hold on to it after all, he didn't hold on to anything!

Gwat took the sword from Dean's hand, slowly stood up and looked at King Leon: "I want to duel you! No matter life or death!"

There was a "bang" sound of a gunshot, and the bullet pierced through Gwart's sword-holding arm.

"I told you a long time ago, times have changed." Kong Xiyan shook the smoking gun in her hand: "Swords are not as useful as this thing!"

Gwat collapsed to the ground in pain, holding his arm. Sweat had already seeped out of his forehead. He stared at Kong Xiyan with his eyes fixed: "Despicable Chinese!"

"Yes, yes, yes, yes. You'll have the rest of your life to curse in prison." Kong Xiyan waved her hand nonchalantly. "You're trying to use a duel to get yourself a quick fix. You want beauty? You've done so many bad things and you still want to die? Stay in prison for the rest of your life!"

After saying this, Kong Xiyan looked at King Leon again: "Don't forget, hang a portrait of this and that person in his cell and keep staring at him! I want him to be restless day and night, and see how he can curse me!"

"You! Vicious Chinese!" Gwatt was so angry that he was shaking. He had never seen such a vicious woman!

"Yes, yes, yes, yes~ Why are you still standing at the door? Catch him!" Kong Xiyan waved to Dante and others at the door.

Dent finally woke up from his dream and quickly stepped forward with his men to subdue Gwatt and collect Dean's body.

After all this was over, Kong Xiyan closed the door, pulled over a chair next to her, and sat down carefree: "The rest are our own people now, so I'll be frank with you."

"Who says we are one?" Prince Lucius frowned, his eyes displeased.

"If you don't want to listen, you can go out." Kong Xiyan glanced at him, and the latter shut up honestly.