Chapter 65 The Final War
Chapter 65
65.1
The dagger pierced into the flesh without any warning, only making a slight "chi" sound.
Mrs. Agnes's technique was very skillful, and the silver dagger accurately pierced her husband's heart, leaving no room for treatment.
Duke Karagaran's eyes suddenly widened.
He lowered his head and looked at the bright red dagger on his chest. His lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he just coughed up another mouthful of blood.
Lady Agnes coldly twisted the dagger in her hand, letting it spin once in Duke Karagaran's chest, crushing the Duke's heart, and then pulled out the blood-red dagger.
Duke Karagaran groaned, pressed his chest, and collapsed to the carpet with a thud.
Lady Agnes did not go to help him.
She simply held the dagger calmly, her fingers not trembling at all. She looked down at her husband, her eyes showing no special emotion, only a hint of indifference.
"You..." Duke Karagaran held his chest and said with difficulty, "Why..."
Mrs. Agnes took out the handkerchief she carried with her and wiped her dagger carefully.
"Why?" Agnes Felix said this, with an ambiguous smile, and did not immediately answer Duke Caragaran's question.
Duke Karagaran looked at his wife's bright red hair, his vision gradually blurred, but he still stared at her stubbornly.
"Our interests are aligned..." Hugh Carragaran coughed. "Why...Agnes?"
Agnes glanced indifferently at the man on the ground.
"You think marriage is everything to me, don't you?" the noble lady laughed sarcastically. "In marriage, we form what's called a 'community of interests.' I, the 'Duchess,' must give everything for our marriage, for our husband, and for our children. I must become your vassal and pursue whatever you desire, right?"
Duke Karagaran was speechless. Agnes curled her lips and said, "You have never considered me a truly equal ally, nor have you ever considered me a person with independent free will. You have never cared about what I pursue, what my values are, or what my will is."
Duke Karagaran was a little dazed: "Your...will?"
He stared at his wife's bright red hair, and suddenly a terrifying idea flashed through his mind.
"This kind of red hair," Duke Karagaran said in disbelief. "The disappeared Vikri warrior women...had this color of red hair. Could it be that the Felix family is the descendant of the Vikri warrior women?"
On the Ethereal Continent, the "female warriors" of the Vikri tribe are a legend.
According to legend, they once built their own city - a city that belonged only to women. They did not live together with men, and with the help of the opal stone and the prophet, women could reproduce with each other, and only women could be born.
However, in the war a hundred years ago, most of the female warriors of the Vikri tribe disappeared, and the power of the Opal Stone also disappeared. Only a small number of red-haired female warriors remained on the Ethereal Continent, scattered in all directions, no longer living together.
Some people say that this is because the Vikri warrior women betrayed King Lucinda during the war and attacked her; others say that it was King Lucinda who wiped out the warrior women during the war, causing a blood feud between the Vikri warrior women and King Lucinda.
A hundred years later, the war was over, and the truth of that year had gradually been lost in the parchment scrolls that wrote history.
Duke Karagaran stared at his wife's bright red hair and finally understood something.
"Although Alex and Osborn are your children," he coughed, "they are boys, so you raised them to be narrow-minded, arrogant and foolish... No, you didn't raise them at all. You don't care about them at all."
Around Lady Agnes, the ones who were truly educated and patiently cultivated to have intelligent minds and strong character were Bertha and Cecilia - both girls.
Duke Karagaran murmured, "Countess Alice Felix only made her two daughters baronet, but did not reward her two sons. And that damn red hair, I should have seen it earlier, I should have seen it earlier..."
Agnes Felix didn't say yes or no. Duke Caragaran smiled a smile uglier than tears. "I understand. You wanted Constance and I to lead the charge, hoping to use us to kill King Lucinda and avenge the Vikri. Is that right, Agnes?"
Agnes Felix did not answer his questions.
She put away her smile and said coldly, "Do you think that after everything you and Constance have done, Lucinda Mayfield will let you live? You are too naive, Hugh Carragaran. She will claim that you are Constance's accomplice and let the Knights of the Grey Wolf flatten Ravenmont, slaughter all your knights, and then throw our whole family into the dungeons of Kaderin Castle. Then, Bertha, Cecilia, and I will all be implicated by you two stupid boars."
Duke Caragaran gradually became unable to speak.
Blood spread on the carpet, and he pointed at Agnes Felix and vomited a mouthful of blood with a "ugh" sound.
Agnes kicked him in the face with the toe of her shoe in contempt.
"So, you've lost. There's no need for Bertha, Cecilia, and I to die with you and Constance. I'll cut off your pig's head, and perhaps it'll buy us a chance of survival—ah, yes, why shouldn't I do it?"
Having said this, Agnes Felix no longer hesitated. She pulled out a sharp knight's sword from the wall of the conference room with a "swish", and cut off Hugh Caragalang's head in front of Hugh Caragalang's rapidly shrinking pupils!
Blood splattered on her body and Agnes wiped her face with the back of her hand.
She grasped Hugh Carragaran's black hair, lifted up his hideous head, and whispered to it, "You're a very boring person, Hugh. You look smart, elegant, and noble, a qualified aristocrat. But what you really desire is money, power, and status, a desire to win in the competition with your peers; you long to crush others' heads with your boots, to exploit them, and to make them kneel before you in servility, believing themselves inferior to you."
Agnes patted the head's hideous face. "Maybe this isn't wrong. Maybe this is how all living things compete. It's just too boring, Hugh Carragaran. Your life is like a stagnant pool with a visible end. You die, and then give birth to countless men like you. They die again, and then give birth to men like you. This is endless, which is in line with your expectations of the goal of 'reproduction'. It's also forever boring and has no other meaning except to achieve 'reproduction' itself. So..."
She smiled and said, "Let your and Constance's heads play an interesting role so that my Bertha and Cecilia can survive the war."
On the battlefield of Kaderinburg, when Cecilia Karagaran stabbed Prince Constance from behind, Constance's face showed the same surprise as Hugh Karagaran's.
In fact, even if Cecillia had not done so, the knights loyal to Constance would have been doomed:
Incidents occurred successively in the ports of the north and south. After the siege of Kaderinburg was resolved, the knights attacking Kaderinburg gradually became uneasy, their ranks became loose, and a sense of fear filled the air.
On the battlefield, when a knightly order loses its morale, their defeat becomes almost inevitable.
In the restless and panic-stricken Knights, Lorenz has already fought with Constance:
Lorenz Ebrard changed to a white Pegasus, raised the long sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword reflected a cold light, pointing directly at Constance in mid-air. Constance on the black Pegasus also stared at him.
The two Pegasus approached each other in mid-air. The white Pegasus suddenly dived down and then rose up in mid-air. Lorenz's knight sword suddenly stabbed upwards from bottom to top!
Constance swept his sword across to block Lorenz's attack, and the two knight swords made a "clang" sound in mid-air.
The two Pegasus crossed each other, Lorenz suddenly turned around, and the knight's sword swung across again!
Constance reacted quickly, turning back to block the attack. The two Pegasus galloped and neighed in the air, and the two long swords swung rapidly in the air, piercing silver arcs. The rapid "clang, clang" sound made the two men's heartbeats even faster.
The two men engaged in a fierce, swift battle; the archers of the Ravenmont Knights dared not release their arrows, fearing they would injure Prince Constance. The royal Flying Knights also did not dare to rashly join the fray, fearing they would injure Lorenz Abrad.
Until another black Pegasus rushed into the sky.
Cecilia Karagaran, the cold and sickly little daughter of the Karagaran family, rushed into the air amidst the fierce sword light, raised her scabbard expressionlessly, and slammed Constance towards Lorenz from behind!
When Lorenz's sword scratched the side of Constance's neck, Constance's face showed the same surprise as Hugh Carragaran's.
He called out hesitantly, "Xi?"
Cecilia Caragaran chuckled: "Your head and my father's head are our gifts to Queen Lucinda in exchange for our freedom -"
She raised her head slightly as she spoke, "Lucinda Mayfield, I know you can hear me—we are descendants of the Viking warrior women. Sooner or later, we will meet again."
As Cecilia said this, the black Pegasus neighed loudly, and before people could react, she had already taken her sister, Bertha, and suddenly flew out!
On the walls of Kaderinburg, the archers drew their bowstrings, and the Knight Commander asked King Lucinda, "Shall we release the arrow?"
Queen Lucinda gazed at the retreating figures of Cecilia and Bertha with a complicated expression. She raised her hand slightly to stop the archer's movements.
"Catch Constance first," she said.
When Constance was pushed from behind by Cecilia with the scabbard of his sword, he was caught off guard and lost his balance; the blond prince was pushed towards the edge of Lorenz's sword.
Lorenz's eyes narrowed slightly, and he twisted his wrist, not immediately cutting Constance's throat. He caught Constance in mid-air, and brought his knight's sword across, resting it on Constance's neck.
The two men slowly landed on the ground. The blade of Lorenz's sword brushed against Prince Constance's neck, leaving a deep red blood mark.
Seeing Prince Constance being captured, the siege knights, whose morale was already somewhat low, subconsciously stopped their attacks and looked in the direction of Prince Constance.
King Lucinda stood on the walls of Kaderinburg, her eyes lowered as she looked at her second child.
"You lose," she said.
Constance's eyebrows twitched. Lorenz's cold sword edge pressed tightly against his neck, and Constance gritted his teeth.
The rebellious prince suddenly smiled somewhat sinisterly.
"No," he said, "I didn't lose—Herson!"
Lorenz was slightly startled, and heard Constance yell fiercely: "Do it!"
Lorenz's heart trembled, and he suddenly raised his head.
On the wall of Kaderinburg, Hesong's dagger was clearly placed across Olidesi's neck.
"Release Prince Constance," Hesong said, his voice trembling. "Lorenz Ebrard, if you don't release Prince Constance, I will... I will kill Euridsi!"
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