"hehe."
Jocelyn walked aside, grabbed Philip, who was shaking stiffly like a sieve, and walked in front of the Elf King like a dead dog.
Regardless of his sullen face, she smiled understandingly, "Father, how do you plan to deal with those who betray you?"
The Elf King glared at him: "You are not worthy to call me father!"
Bastard, bastard!
You ran away, yet you dare to come back and stir up trouble? Are you afraid that others don’t know that I’m being cuckolded?
Damn bastard, he should have been killed right away!
Ruoslan paused and raised the corner of his mouth: "You are right, I really shouldn't call you father anymore."
He lowered his eyes and looked at the man who was trying to escape, dragging two soft and bloody legs on the ground. He raised his hand and slashed with the knife. Philip immediately covered his lower body and let out an inhuman scream.
The elves who were blocked outside the platform by the huge transparent beam of light all covered their mouths in fear.
Devil, devil.
He is the devil!
Ruoslan threw away the dagger and slowly wiped his fingers: "Since this thing is causing trouble, let's get rid of it."
Philip covered his lower body, rolled his eyes and made a "ho ho ho" sound.
At this moment, an elf suddenly launched an attack from below the platform: "Roslan, you damned fallen creature!"
Outrageous, too outrageous.
A despicable and degenerate creature actually insulted an elf in front of everyone.
A black shadow flashed by, and the elf was knocked to the ground by a powerful siren's fist. The floor tiles shattered, and the elf died instantly. The siren looked around, and all the elves subconsciously retreated.
The siren grinned and laughed silently. The elves were angry but did not dare to get angry.
Ruoslan glanced at the terrified crowd, and the next moment he stretched out his hand, and a black bow and arrow appeared in his hand.
A voice echoed throughout the square: "Today, I, Jocelyn Valentini, sentence Queen Chiara Dutra and Prince Philippe Dutra, brother and sister, to death for their adulterous relationship, the birth of the illegitimate Jocelyn Valentini, and the contamination of the royal bloodline.
After he finished speaking, in front of everyone's horrified gaze, the arrow flew off the string and hit the chests of the two men.
Bang,
The woman fell to the ground, looking up at the sky, with a vivid expression of disbelief on her beautiful face.
Philip's body twitched, and gradually stopped twisting and breathing stopped.
"And I, Jocelyn Valentini."
In the silence, the young man with black hair and red eyes curled his lips and looked towards the blue sky outside the city wall. An eagle flew by: "As a wicked child, I should also die to atone for my sins."
A sharp white dagger pierced my heart.
The young man fell to the ground, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.
Elf King:!!!
Everyone:!!!
Suddenly it started snowing, snow was flying all over the sky, and the square was silent.
More and more blood flowed from Joslan's mouth. He stared at the sky with wide eyes, greedily. There, a woman in black smiled. He opened his mouth and silently called out, "Kalpana."
The woman in the sea of clouds is sometimes funny and sometimes serious, but her eyes are always so gentle.
Countless moments of their past together flashed before Roslan's eyes: the girl with her black tail dragging her hand over flowers to fawn over him, the fruit washed daily in front of the window in the morning, the hand that firmly opened before parting, Kalpana...
He slowly closed his eyes and pulled the corners of his mouth. It was just a loach.
he,
Never regret it.
The snow grew heavier, falling piece by piece. The pointed towers, the lush green trees, the rose-filled gardens, the snowy country that never saw snow were gradually covered by ice and snow. Rosilan's breathing became lighter and lighter. The terrified screams and the sound of footsteps gradually faded away...
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