Chapter 460 Sequel to "The Tragedy Prince"
"Your Majesty Ibra, please... don't..."
At this time, King Tihamoir spoke in a dry and thin voice.
Ibrahim tilted his head slightly and glanced at him.
The face of King Yako showed complex emotions such as pleading, expectation and anxiety, and he shook his head slightly. Everyone didn't know if it was auditory hallucination, but it seemed that the saint sighed softly.
The scene was dead silent again for a few seconds.
"What do you want?"
Ibrahim suddenly said to Chen Lun.
When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and their hearts that were originally mentioned were slightly relieved. Since His Majesty Ibrahim said this, it meant that both sides still had room for maneuver. They were really afraid that the two of them would start fighting, and then just like what the other party said, everyone present would respond in a helpless manner. In a pitiable manner, he was caught in the aftermath of the fight and died tragically.
This is too unfair and aggrieved...
"How about everyone take a step back."
Chen Lun still had a smile on his face.
"I can let them go, but I can only let some of them go. I have to take some people back to do business, right?"
In fact, he didn't really care if he could capture all the members of the Yako royal family. After all, the war was over. This kind of thing could only be regarded as the icing on the cake, making his "resume" look better.
I have gotten what I really want on the battlefield...
Lots of experience points!
Through the continuous struggle of his players, he has accumulated almost five million experience points, which is enough to upgrade his main profession to the full level!
Therefore, if it was not necessary, Chen Lun did not want to have a head-on conflict with a Saint of the Stars because of several members of the royal family... He was sure to escape from the opponent's hands, but this trip would indeed be in vain.
Just now, he had calculated that the other party was not willing to risk affecting others by fighting him, so he deliberately acted fearless, but in fact he just wanted to gain more benefits.
"Your Majesty..."
King Tihamoyir's heart tightened and he called out to Ibrahim again. The rest of the royal family also became frightened, fearing that they would be abducted by this strange man.
Ibrahim was silent and did not speak.
Immediately, I saw Him raising his hand and holding it empty, and the stars were twinkling. Among the royal family members behind him, five people floated up on their own, and were roughly thrown down in front of Chen Lun with a muffled sound.
The five people were covered in dirty mud. They were stunned for a moment, and then shouted in fear.
Among them were Bai Luza and the old man who had warned the king not to compromise with Chen Lun. The other three were all middle-aged men and did not seem to have a close relationship with Tiha.
"Uncle...Uncle! Save me! Don't leave me!"
Bai Luza cried.
"Tiha! Let His Majesty the Saint choose another person! I hugged you when you were a child! Have you forgotten?! Don't treat me like this. I am a hero of the Moir family. You... you can't treat me like this. Me!”
The old man's expression also changed drastically, and he shouted with a ferocious face.
Tihamoir wanted to say something else, but Ibrahim raised his hand to stop him. The Yako king's expression changed several times, and finally he fell into a compromising silence.
Chen Lun looked at the five royal members in front of him, rubbed his chin, and said softly:
"There are only five people? Too few...and they are all insignificant people. How about adding one more?"
He said, pointing.
Everyone looked in the direction he pointed, and saw Princess Ahsoka in the carriage behind her, opening the curtain and peeking outside.
"No! Absolutely not!"
The queen screamed in panic.
King Tihar also stopped in front of the carriage with a gloomy expression.
Princess Ahsoka seemed to be frightened and lowered the curtain. There was a thud in the carriage, as if the little girl fell and screamed in pain.
"You'd better stop testing my patience, Jack."
Ibrain said coldly.
"Okay, Your Majesty."
Upon seeing this, Chen Lun shrugged and lightly tapped Bai Luza in front of him with his silver cane. The other person immediately shut up and trembled, daring not to shout any more.
"In this case, then... take leave."
He smiled slightly, and his left hand transformed into a swarm of pale snakes, tightly wrapping around the five royal members in front of him, and immediately took a step forward, leading them out of sight.
After confirming his departure, the royal family members breathed a sigh of relief and kept wiping the cold sweat from their foreheads. Many of the ladies even started crying inexplicably, as if what they had just experienced frightened them.
The queen hugged Tihamoir tightly and kept praying in her husband's arms, seemingly thanking the gods for not losing her daughter Ahsoka.
However, Tiha reminded her in a sullen voice that the person she wanted to thank was Ibrahim.
In the carriage behind everyone.
Princess Ahsoka fell to the ground, her face pale. The terrifying black hat man was still imprinted in her mind... When the man looked at her just now, she felt extremely panicked. That man clearly looked like He had a friendly and handsome face, but it was like a lingering nightmare.
Glittering tears slowly slid down Ahsoka's fair face.
She whimpered uncontrollably and curled up into a ball.
"Tiha, don't blame me, this is the best way to protect your family."
Ibrahim turned around at this time and calmly said to King Yako.
Tihamoir shook his head.
"I know...if it weren't for you, everyone here might not have survived. The defeat of Yako, the United Kingdom of Anlong will become history, and none of us, the former rulers, will have a good end...Now I only hope Thank you very much for being able to live a peaceful life with your family, Your Majesty Ibrahim.”
Ibrahim nodded slightly and turned around again with his hands behind his back.
"I will continue to fulfill my promise and escort you to 'Mostema', the capital of the Kingdom of Beelzebub...but until then, you no longer need to pray about my honorable name."
Hearing Him reiterate his promise, King Tiha knew that His Majesty Ibrahim was drawing a clear line, but he also knew in his heart that he had no bargaining chips to retain, so he nodded in despair.
But after thinking for a few seconds, he made a final request to His Majesty the Saint:
"Your Majesty, I would like to ask you one last favor."
"Say it."
Ibrahim said without turning around.
Tihamoir looked around, looked at his relatives, and finally said to Him:
"The Rose Royal Family has never regarded us as allies, they are just using us... I am worried that when I go to Beelzebub Kingdom this time, not only will I not be able to live the life I want, but it will also cause endless trouble... So, I If we want to change our destination, please escort us to the Kingdom of Byron.”
Tiha smiled bitterly.
"We will find a remote corner and spend the rest of our lives."
After Ibrahim listened silently, he stepped forward and his figure gradually faded into dots of starlight. At the same time, His voice came:
"Okay."
After hearing the answer from His Majesty the Holy One, King Tiha let out a long breath.
Although he felt exhausted both physically and mentally, he still managed to pull himself together and asked everyone to pack their luggage and set off again, as if he had forgotten everything just now and did not even mention a word about the five royal family members who had been kidnapped.
Sitting back in the independent carriage again, Tiha took a sip of strong wine and silently took out a red letter... This was an alliance letter sent from the Kingdom of Beelzebub on the eve of the war. The person who wrote the letter It was a Duke named "Hodgsonfield".
What was stated in the letter were all promises and compliments, but now it seems that it is full of lies and sarcasm. Tihamoir could no longer restrain his anger and tore the red letter into pieces.
"Bastard Rose! You all deserve to die!"
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Far away in the Kingdom of Beelzebub.
The capital is Mostima.
In a magnificent Gothic villa, between the high gray walls, on the third floor of the central villa, in the room by the window, a black-haired man wearing a dark red satin dress and a sapphire blue vest was writing something at his desk.
Tuk Tuk.
There were two knocks on the door.
The maid's voice came from outside the door:
"Duke Hodgson, it's dinner time. The cook followed the instructions and cooked your favorite red wine smoked steak. The pre-dinner fruit is fresh purple grapes."
The man stopped his pen, raised his head and whispered toward the door:
"Okay, I understand. Let Stephanie take the children to the restaurant to wait. I will go downstairs right away."
"Yes, Your Excellency the Duke."
The maid responded, followed by footsteps gradually moving away.
The man continued to write, and the pen scratched across the parchment, making a swishing sound, leaving a series of beautiful black and blue handwriting.
After a while.
The Duke stopped his pen and nodded with satisfaction.
He first looked at the few letters at hand, tapped them with his fingers, chuckled and said to himself:
"The Western War is almost over..."
The recipients of these letters are different, but the last names at the end are "Field", which is the surname of the Rose Royal Family... One of them is written to Mansfield, the Rose King.
The Duke slowly put the letter he had just written into a blank envelope, picked up the pen and wrote two words on it——
Suicide note.
"Hodgsonfield, the Duke of the Rose Royal Family, a fanatical believer of the flesh-and-blood true god 'Mrs. Rose', and a loyal war party... was involved in the incident because he colluded with members of the royal family, planned to support the Anlong United Kingdom, attempted to take advantage of the war to plunder the population, and secretly arranged a sacrificial ceremony. He was exposed... and finally committed suicide in fear of crime in his villa."
The Duke murmured, the smile on his lips getting wider.
"Very good script, isn't it?"
He placed his suicide note on top of the pile of letters and quickly capped the black pen.
Lying back on the expensive leather chair, he took out another book from the drawer, opened it and read it leisurely, humming a light melody.
"...The darling of the warm sunshine, Prince Dazlet, has never felt the so-called father's love since he was a child. Even his mother does not know who he is. The exile of his brother and the indifference of his sister have always made this poor Prince of the Sun feel... Lonely, he wanted to do something big, something not inferior to what his brother had done, so as to relieve his father's worries, attract his father's attention, and make his father proud of him. Unfortunately, this was the trigger of tragedy. …”
The Duke read the story softly and seemed to find it interesting. He would stop from time to time and savor it slowly.
Finally, he slowly closed the book.
The title of the book is revealed on the cover——
"The Tragedy Prince: Brother and Brother".
"Almost all sequels to stories in the world will be labeled as 'failures,' but I don't think so...these two stories reflect each other, complement each other, and are indispensable."
Duke Hodgson commented and put the book back in the drawer.
There is another book inside, called "The Tragedy Prince", which seems to be in the same series as the one in his hand. But when he stacked the two books on top of each other, they disappeared.
The Duke turned his armchair to face the French window behind him.
The purple moon has slowly risen in the night sky.
"I have replaced Hodgson's fate. This is a useful identity, but unfortunately... the stage in the empire cannot be without me as the host."
The Duke shook his head.
"The stage settings are all ready, the script has been written, and I have given my beloved protagonist the gift of growth... Jack, the Western War should have made you ready for the final preparation, and I am waiting for you to make your grand debut. ”
As he spoke, he took out an exquisite revolver, pointed it at his temple without hesitation, and pulled the trigger.
Bang!
A crisp gunshot shot through the night.
Soon.
The rapid thump of footsteps, accompanied by the loud bang of the door being smashed, caused a piercing scream to echo throughout the villa.
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A few days later.
The Anlong United Kingdom fully declared its surrender, and the western war, which lasted for two months, finally ended in a complete victory for the empire.
Chen Lun followed some of the imperial troops back from the battlefield.
Along the way, passing through the territory that originally belonged to the Principality of Yaco, one could see imperial convoys and a large number of gentlemen in suits and ties from time to time.
Upon seeing this, Chen Lun knew that in a very short period of time, every inch of land in the Anlong United Kingdom would be "domesticated" by the empire... Those powerful and wealthy businessmen from Cuisul would use their intelligence and power. Strength, develop this place into a new "gold rush land".
By then, although I don’t know whether it will be good or bad for the indigenous people of Anlong, at least the level of infrastructure and technology will be improved by more than one level.
After returning to the imperial border, Chen Lun separated from the imperial troops.
Participating in the war during this period of time has made the cadres and council members under his command a little tired. He plans to take a short rest here and find time to return to the royal city. In addition, Chen Lun also has another purpose, which is to make a small attempt here...
In a hotel in the deserted Vulture City.
Chen Lun let his men move around freely, while he leaned on the sofa in the bedroom, secretly operated the panel, and issued a "small task" to the players.
Mission name: Operation Woodpecker.
The goal is very simple, that is to search for the extraordinary forces in the deserted Vulture City, and kill anyone who is on the wanted list. A series of hunting activities were carried out with the purpose of eradicating the "borers" in the empire.
He is behind everything.
Local shelters and churches dare not intervene at will.
As for the mission rewards, they are still the basic three-piece set of "experience points", "gold pounds" and "contribution points". They are not much, but they are enough to arouse the interest of players.
The reason why Chen Lun wanted to send such a mission was not because he had a righteous heart and wanted to eradicate pests for the empire... The real purpose was that he wanted to see if he could share the kill rewards with the players like he did on the battlefield.
‘If it’s possible, then my next upgrade speed will probably reach a new level! ’
Chen Lun thought with great anticipation. (End of chapter)