Some things happen faster than expected.

When the public opinion was gradually calming down, Nasha, who had been quiet for many days, suddenly used the name of the Holy Church of Light to make public what Chris had done, including the reason for the defeat of old Count Hilal. For a time, Count Guaguis was also in an unfavorable public opinion.

"It's simply that he is more capable of failure than success!" Count Guaguis angrily smashed the cup.

Gabor watched from the side, and his little face with a little baby fat showed an embarrassed look: "Father..."

"Oh, my dear son..." Count Guaguis realized that he had scared Gabor: "It's not your fault, you don't need to blame yourself."

"But father, brother Chris didn't mean it." Gabor was still helping to speak well.

Speaking of Clay, Count Guaguis's face became very ugly: "Hmph! You are still a young boy, and you dare to cancel the engagement with the saint without discussing it with me. The downfall of the Hilal family is only a matter of time!"

"Father, please help brother Clay again!" Gabor begged.

How could Count Guaguis help Clay? Now he is also deeply caught in the whirlpool of public opinion and can't protect himself.

"Gabor, don't go to Clay recently." Count Guaguis gave an order.

Although Gabor and Clay are good friends, he can't ask for anything for him under such circumstances.

Clay's situation is very passive. Now the citizens are more and more opposed to him, and some people are even blocking the gate of the castle. If this continues, when the queen hears about this, he will become the second old Count Hilal.

"Sir, here are today's documents." The butler came over, holding a pile of letters in his hand: "Sir, the voices against you are getting louder and louder." This is not a solution.

Clay looked at him irritably: "Don't worry about it!"

"But..."

"Put the documents here and go out."

The butler sighed leisurely, feeling that his job as a butler was over.

The words on the documents were like strings of hemp ropes, disturbing Clay's heart. Clay threw down the feather pen in his hand irritably, stood up, and casually moved two books on the bookshelf. The bookshelf on the other side moved slowly, revealing the secret room behind.

After Clay walked in, the bookshelf closed. The temperature of the study slowly dissipated, as if there had never been anyone in it.

"Ayan."

Qi Yan, who was closing his eyes in the crystal coffin, suddenly heard a light call from beside him. He opened his eyes, and the figure of Kerry was reflected in his ice-blue eyes.

Across the crystal coffin, Kerry smiled: "Sure enough, my mood has improved after seeing Ayan."

"You shouldn't be here now." Qi Yan said softly: "Kerry, go and clarify those rumors."

"Those are facts." Kerry smiled bitterly.

"If you don't refute, things will get worse." Qi Yan moved his fish tail. He didn't swim for a long time and his physical condition was not very good: "Nasha just hopes that you don't refute, don't follow her wishes." Kerry

was silent, neither agreeing nor refutating Qi Yan's words, but just looking at Qi Yan with a faint smile.

It was like this again, Chris always looked at him like this, not saying anything, but showing a satisfied look.

Qi Yan couldn't hate Chris like this.

- He had never received family love, was abused and humiliated, and his only hope in life till now was Qi Yan.

"Chris, get out."

No matter what the outcome was, he would help Chris without any regrets.

The difference in species created many unbridgeable gaps between the two.

This time Chris left and didn't come back for a month. I don't know how he could trust a maid to let her bring food to Qi Yan every day. The maid was also trembling with fear. Every time she put down the things, she didn't dare to look at Qi Yan and walked away.

Qi Yan was unsure and wanted to get out even more. But the crystal coffin is obviously not so easy to open. Even the feeding trough is integrated with the crystal coffin. There is no way to get out.

Qi Yan, who was getting increasingly depressed, felt that his vision had become a little blurry. His fish tail was occasionally swaying and was a little stiff.

On this day, the maid came to deliver food as usual. Qi Yan quickly stopped her when she was about to leave.

"I won't make it difficult for you. You just need to tell Chris that I want to see him."

The maid nodded randomly, and then left quickly. Qi Yan didn't know if she told Chris. Anyway, Chris didn't come.

The next day, he still didn't come.

It wasn't until another week later that Chris reappeared in this secret room.

"Chris!" Qi Yan's eyes widened when he saw him.

"Ayan." Kerry responded, but he did not immediately walk to the side of the crystal coffin. Instead, he came to an oil painting on the other side, took it down from the wall, and revealed a small mechanism inside.

Kerry took a deep breath, his eyes full of complicated emotions, but he still put his hand on it without hesitation, gently turned the mechanism, and the crystal on the top of the crystal coffin slowly moved away.

Shock came overwhelmingly, and Qi Yan felt that Kerry... was probably finished.

"Ayan, leave here soon and never come back."

Kerry's hurried instructions came from above his head. He didn't care that his clothes were soaked and carried Qi Yan out of the crystal coffin.

"Don't ever come back to this sea, understand?"

"Kerry, what happened?" Being held in his arms, Qi Yan grabbed Kerry's sleeve: "Tell me what happened!"

"Nasha and Tom are together." At this point, Kerry's voice was filled with hatred.

He thought that by keeping Tom under his nose, he could take revenge on him, but he didn't expect that he colluded with Nasha and told Nasha about the mermaids...

They made a big fuss about this, and spread rumors that Kerry imprisoned other races and was involved in racial war. This matter reached the ears of the queen, and she was going to bring people to investigate.

If Qi Yan was discovered, he would be sent to a museum.

Kerry knew that he was finished. Without the protection of Count Guaguez, his road to becoming a count had come to an end.

But he had no regrets.

He still took the familiar road, exited from the side door, and headed straight to the beach. The reef still stood there, unchanged.

After putting Qi Yan into the sea, Chris's eyes were filled with reluctance, but he could do nothing.

"Ah Yan, I..." He opened his mouth, but thousands of words were choked in his throat. Finally, they turned into three words -

"I'm sorry."

It felt great to be back in the sea, but Qi Yan did not leave. Instead, he looked up and looked at Chris as if they were meeting for the first time. Although his icy blue eyes were indifferent, they were unusually serious.

"Chris, I'm leaving, and you leave too."

If the queen knew that Chris had killed the old earl, his fate would only be a life for a life.