Chapter 93: One Night That Changed Fate

"When His Royal Highness Suriel fell in a pool of blood, his eyes..." Michael rested his chin on his daughter's forehead, mournful, "I know, we have committed an unforgivable sin... I could have stopped her……"

"Then why didn't you?" King Nuen raised his head, gritted his teeth, and interrupted the crying man word by word: "You just stood there and watched Suriel being murdered by that woman?"

"Or you are also looking forward to it in your heart, looking forward to the disappearance of Suriel as soon as possible," King Nuen almost growled in the last sentence: "Looking forward to the disappearance of the barrier between you and that woman?"

The officer was shocked!

He looked at King Nun with trembling and terrified eyes. At that moment, Thales really felt the fear, sadness, and helplessness in Michael's heart.

And the deepest despair and numbness.

And the fear of being told about something central.

Michael's expression gradually changed.

He lowered his head slowly, his face twisted ferociously, and finally hit the ground beside him with his fist, screaming angrily:

"No!"

The officer was panting violently, his expression changing several times.

"I'm going to surrender to you!" Michael panted, his head almost touching the ground: "But Adele...Adele pressed a dagger to her neck, crying and forcing me to take them away... She will never stay in this place again..."

"But I can't... I know I can't! I am from the Northland, I am the White Blade Guard, and I am Suriel's brother and subordinate!" Michael's crying became more and more obvious, "I can't!"

"Forgive me, Adele..." Michael was trembling, holding his head, weeping weakly on the ground like a child: "I can't!"

"Yet you said nothing,

Let Suriel rot in lies and deceit," King Nuen said with a numb expression, "and bring this child—the sins of you and that woman—back to my court! "

Michael lowered his hands and looked desperately at his daughter, at her motionless face.

"but……"

"Alex," his voice trembled, as if his jaw was twitching: "Alex, she doesn't know anything!"

"She is innocent!"

Michael held his daughter's face in his hands, gritted his teeth and closed his eyes in tears.

The little slippery head lowered her head in fear, but she felt Thales' hand tremble slightly.

She raised her head in fear and panic, and saw Prince Star staring at King Nunn with his lips tightly pursed.

His eyes were indifferent and angry.

"What, do you feel wronged?" King Nuen let out a mocking and crazy smile: "Do you feel pain? Do you feel that your whole world has collapsed?"

"Because I killed your daughter?"

Michael took a deep breath and stared into King Nunn's eyes.

Thales took a deep breath, and he watched Michael's movements quietly.

"Remember this feeling well," King Nuen said in a thick and heavy voice, with a chilling meaning: "You deserve it."

Holding his daughter, Michael clenched his teeth, his eyes red with tears and excitement, and he growled in pain.

"Coward, bastard, if you feel aggrieved," King Nuen didn't care about this enemy who was close at hand, "come and avenge her!"

Michael's fists were clenched by him, like a wild animal with extreme anger. His eyes were filled with hatred and pain, despair and madness, and all kinds of emotions were intertwined.

Hearing this, Thales frowned.

He looked out of the hall.

What about the White Blades? What about Nicolai?

If Michael really violently assassinates the king...

Damn.

Michael looked at the king, his breathing slowly increased, his fists began to shake.

But the king looked at his officer fearlessly, as if what he saw was not a strong fighter from the former White Blade Guard, but a weak man in shackles who was powerless to resist.

"Come on, kill your king." Complex colors flashed in King Nuen's eyes, he only heard him hum softly, and said slowly: "Just like back then, you used your incompetence and cowardice to shake and weak……"

"Same as killing Suriel."

At that moment, Michael's expression was shocked, as if struck by lightning!

He opened his mouth slightly, his lips trembling slightly, as if he was about to say something.

But Michael still shut up slowly at the end.

His face was pale, and then his figure flickered, and he collapsed to the ground again.

Sobbed silently.

Little Slick exclaimed.

The king said no more.

Thales tried his best to adjust his breathing and control his emotions.

Today's Hall of Heroes gave him too much shock.

For a moment, only Michael's irregular sobbing was left in the hall.

After a long time, King Nuen snorted inexplicably.

"Go away," the old king said wearily, "don't appear in front of me again."

Michael looked up numbly.

"Bain Michael—you can live like this until you die," King Nunn raised his eyes, his eyes dimmed, his eyebrows trembling slightly, "I will always live in guilt, remorse, loneliness, and pain Forgive, there will never be peace."

"This is your punishment...for Suriel."

Michael chuckled maniacally, looked down at his daughter, and suddenly started sobbing again.

"Get out!" The next second, King Nuen roared angrily: "Bring your sins... get out!"

The little slippery head shook again, and if it wasn't for Thales' support, she would almost fall limp to the ground.

Michael stared blankly at King Nun, and after a few seconds, he unconsciously hugged Alex's body and stood up slowly.

He turned away numbly.

"The child you are holding is a disgrace to Walton and a symbol of betrayers." The king looked at his back with terrifying eyes: "She must not be buried, and my land must not be defiled..."

"If I find out, you can bury her anywhere in Exeter... Even if there are only ashes left, I will send someone to dig her out and feed her to the wild dogs!" King Nuen coldly ended his if.

Hearing this cruel decision, Thales also sighed, and frowned at King Nuen.

Michael shuddered as he held his daughter.

But he still gritted his teeth, step by step...

Walk forward with difficulty.

"Miss Alex..." The little slippery sniffled, subconsciously about to follow, but Thales grabbed him.

"No, don't," Thales shook his head and whispered, "It's all over."

"Your lady."

The little slippery head trembled suddenly, and looked at Thales helplessly and aggrieved.

Thales just watched Michael's back quietly, motionless.

Nicolai appeared at the door of the hall, looking at Michael with a complicated expression.

But Michael just looked down at his daughter with a gray face, turning a blind eye to everything around him and turning a deaf ear.

Until Nicolai's voice came slowly:

"My blood is an oath, my body is my evidence, my blade is my witness, my soul is my sacrifice..."

Michael looked up abruptly as if just now, and came back to his senses.

He stopped, stared blankly at Nicolai, and listened to the rest of the words spoken by the meteorite:

"To resist a powerful enemy, fight a hundred battles until the blood runs out."

"Defend life and sacrifice fearlessly until the extinction of mankind."

"Guard the future, honor faith, until the sun and the moon dim."

"Inherit hope, bloom glory, until everything sleeps forever."

Michael closed his eyes in pain, and the tears flowed again.

"Go all the way, my blade oath brother," Nicolai finished the oath, and he looked at Michael with delicate eyes and a painful expression:

"In "Book of Legends", your story ends here."

Michael took a breath and smiled tearfully.

He stepped forward numbly.

Passed by his old boss.

"Don't forget your Majesty's words," Nicolai said calmly to Michael behind him without turning his head, "If we find out that you dare to bury her in the border..."

Michael chuckled in bewilderment.

The next second, Michael hugged the girl's body, walked out of the Hall of Heroes as if unconscious, with a dazed face and distracted eyes.

Out of the place he had sworn to guard.

Thales watched Michael's figure disappear at the door.

Then, the Prince of Stars gasped, turned around, and asked what he had been suppressing for a long time and wanted to say:

"Why?"

King Nun raised his gloomy gaze.

"Alex...that's just a little girl who doesn't understand anything," Thales said with an ugly face after leaving the little slippery head, "Whether it's Suriel or Adele, these things have nothing to do with it." What does she matter? She doesn't even know anything."

King Nun snorted.

"Send her away, isolate her... You obviously have a better way!" Thales controlled his breathing.

"Ah, I discovered another characteristic of you," King Nuen sneered, his tone was sad and quiet: "The excess sense of justice... Who taught you these things?"

"This has nothing to do with justice," Thales clenched his fists, and the children in the abandoned house appeared in his mind, with their ragged, yellow and thin faces: "She is just an innocent child."

They did not deserve that fate.

"Every day she lives is an insult to the Walton family and a threat to our cooperation," King Nunn replied quietly: "This is a necessary move and the best choice."

"You can find a thousand reasons to justify your actions," Thales snorted coldly: "Political needs, interests, secrecy, revenge, punishment, impulsiveness, and even saying that you are forced by your position , as a last resort, the best choice..."

"But none of these can justify or justify what you did," Thales looked at King Nuen, gritted his teeth, and said, "You poisoned an innocent twelve-year-old girl and ended everything in her future. Ann Walton."

"Just to punish her father for his mistakes," Thales showed disgust: "Do you feel happy? Do you feel revenge?"

"Ha, sometimes you are more mature than the most cunning nobleman," King Nuen chuckled, with a sneer on his face: "Sometimes you are more naive than the most stupid idiot."

Thales ignored his smile.

"I've also seen a person who vented his anger on a child before." Prince Xingchen lowered his head and clenched his fists. "He couldn't face his failure and shame, so he vented his anger and hatred on unrelated children."

"You're not much better than that coward," Thales gasped, remembering the feeling on his right hand that pierced through flesh and blood: "Want to know what happened to him?"

King Nun's eyes turned cold.

"Don't forget," the old king straightened up and snorted coldly, "If it weren't for the birth of that girl and the sin behind her, we wouldn't have gone south to the stars—you wouldn't be standing here. "

"Fuck you, Nunn," Thales said unceremoniously: "We understand each other, put away your boring lies."

"In that case, regardless of the assassination or not, regardless of whether Prince Suriel is dead or not, Exeter will invade, sooner or later."

"So you are pitying her?" King Nuen sneered lowly: "I said, you'd better get used to this kind of life earlier, little prince...just like your enemies won't let you down just because you are a seven-year-old Innocent child, it's like being merciful to your subordinates."

Thales looked at him, suddenly chuckled, and shook his head.

"Maybe Kaslan is wrong, it's not because you have changed, nor is it because you are getting old," Thales said sarcastically, "It's because you are just like this."

"Suriel, Moral, Perfit, Michael—do you know why they have such a tragedy?"

King Nun frowned.

"If the Walton family has used such means and methods to govern your country and treat your vassals and subordinates in the past tens or hundreds of years," Thales said coldly, "don't expect them to use loyalty and I will repay you with integrity."

"Your sons...the reason why they died like that is because of a father like you."

After finishing what he wanted to say, Thales looked at the king in front of him.

He actually felt calm.

There is no consciousness and burden of accusing and offending Exeter and co-leading the king.

King Nuen looked at him fixedly, without speaking for a long time.

Until the old king's face became serious, he looked straight at Thales with extremely complicated eyes.

"Do you think this is cruel?" The king said softly, "You haven't seen anything crueler."

Thales frowned slightly.

"You," King Nuen said slowly with the majesty unique to the king of a country, "come to me."

Thales took a deep breath.

Damn old man.

What are you going to do again?

He slowly raised his head, looked directly at King Nun, and took a step forward.

But he didn't even take a step.

"It's not you," the king's sword-like gaze passed over Prince Xingchen and shot him coldly behind him.

King Nuen said coldly: "I said..."

"It's the kid."

Thales was taken aback.

His pupils shrank suddenly!

Thales turned his head in a daze, looking at the little slippery man behind him.

The little slippery boy, who had been holding his breath the whole time and didn't dare to take a breath, realized something.

She jerked.

The little slippery glanced at the king in disbelief, then looked at Thales as if asking for help.

She seemed to have never experienced such a scene before. She was very flustered and terrified, almost crying.

"Don't make me say it a third time." King Nuen looked at her with a cold face.

The little slippery head trembled all over, but he didn't dare to lift his head.

But years of experience still made her walk towards the king tremblingly with fearful steps.

Thales looked at everything in front of him suspiciously.

The little slippery head stood in front of King Nuen, staring at the ground, trembling.

"Since the assassination of Suriel, I have protected Alex very closely," the old king said indifferently: "Most people don't even know the name Alex, they only know that there is this person."

"Fortunately, not many people know this secret, this truth." King Nuen's eyes were terrifying, and his tone was firm:

"From the back kitchen to the bedroom, from the guards to the maids, everyone who knows about Alex has been wiped out on the way you just came here."

"Only the last one left."

The little slippery head shook violently!

Tears rolled out of her eyes: "No, I didn't see anything, I didn't know anything..."

King Nun lowered his head, raised his right hand, and looked at the black ring above with delicate eyes.

Thales' breathing accelerated instantly!

He vaguely knew what the old king was going to do.

Thales hurriedly walked towards King Nun: "Hey! You..."

But Thales didn't take two steps, and a strong hand grabbed his shoulders firmly from behind!

The pain came from the shoulder.

"Stay well," Nikolai, the "Meteorite" behind him, restrained him coldly: "Don't make trouble, little prince."

Taylor suddenly felt that half of his body could not move.

"No, you saw that scene just now, that secret, right?" King Nuen slowly said to Xiao Huatou in an old and deep voice:

"And you're one of the few people who knows about Alex's existence."

Little Slick looked at Thales' fate, tears streaming down her face, and she looked at King Nunn's expression again, shaking again in horror!

"Please, Your Majesty," she cried, "I will be very good, I will always stay in the castle, I will not say anything..."

King Nun continued to stroke the "triumph" on his finger and smiled lightly.

Thales gritted his teeth and looked at the little girl in front of King Nun.

No.

Damn.

Thales glanced at Nicolai bitterly, and then looked at King Nun.

"Guess what." The next moment, King Nuen sneered, firmly grasping the little slippery hand: "What will happen to you?"

"Nun!" Thales struggled desperately, but under the suppression of the leader of the White Blade Guard, his resistance was of no avail.

King Nun's face was cold, and he pulled the little slippery hand towards his right hand.

No.

The little slippery man almost cried out in fright: "No...no..."

Thales gritted his teeth, pulled out the jc dagger from his waist, and slammed it at the meteorite at a strange angle!

The fourth offensive style of the northern military swordsmanship.

Volcano.

Then……

Thales opened his mouth wide in surprise.

He saw that King Nuen stretched out his right hand and put the ring on the palm of the little slippery head.

The little slippery head stared blankly at his palm, and at the black gem ring with a silver ring on it.

"This is a token passed down from generation to generation by the Walton family, 'Triumph'," King Nunn said calmly and coldly:

"From now on, you are the last blood of Walton."

"It's me, the king of Exeter and Grand Duke of Dragon Clouds, the granddaughter of Nun Walton."

"It's the daughter of Prince Suriel Walton, the Marquis of Gust of Vine City, and the only daughter of Adele Walton."

Thales and Xiao Slick looked at King Nuen in a daze.

"Selma Alex Suriel Walton." King Nun said softly, "This is your name."

The little slippery man let out a soft cry unconsciously, his face turned pale.

After a few seconds, she finally realized what King Nun's words meant.

The little girl in glasses held "Triumph" tremblingly, and took a step back in fear.

Nicolai let go of Thales, let go of the dagger he stabbed at him, and snorted coldly.

But Thales had no time to care about his attitude.

He got up from the ground, looked at King Nuen in surprise, and then at the frightened and helpless little slippery boy who was out of his mind.

"You must forget everything about your past, whether it's your origin or the girl you served." King Nunn continued his emotionless but powerful words:

"You will be a Walton lady at my bidding."

"You will marry that kid as a condition for Canxing to support and protect the Walton family, as well as a bond between the two families."

"You must fear him, obey him, serve him, and in the name of Selma Walton, assist him and support him."

The little slippery head trembled and glanced at Thales, with tears behind his glasses: "No..."

But King Nunn cut her off.

"Remember your first middle name - Alex, that will forever remind you of who you really are..."

"Remind you, this night that changed your fate."

"But it's also a warning." King Nunn's eyes flashed brightly: "If you have any threat to Canxing and Walton's interests, that kid can reveal your identity at any time... a blood ceremony, you can Destroy everything, trust me, you won't like that."

The little slippery head was petrified, she was so frightened that she even forgot to breathe, and only took a breath when her strength was exhausted.

"And you, Thales," King Nuen turned his head and looked at Prince Xingchen with a deep expression, "Today I will expose the biggest secret in this family, the scariest past, to you."

"'Triumph' is only the first lock, this is the second lock—now, you can take over Walton with confidence."

"Our covenant remains in force."

Thales was shocked.

He looked at the little slippery head.

"Whether it's out of interest or your ridiculous sympathy, you have to protect her and protect her identity," King Nunn's voice suddenly became tired and hoarse: "It's like you protect Walton."

Xiao Huatou came back to his senses, looked at the ring in his palm, and began to tremble.

"No, please, Your Majesty..." Xiao Huatou cried out in fear, "I'm afraid... I don't know anything... I can't..."

"I'm not asking for your opinion!" King Nuen suddenly turned his head and looked at the little slippery head, making the latter's words stagnate, and the king's eyes flashed sternly: "Do you understand?"

The little slippery head was so frightened that even his glasses were askew, so he could only nod his head mechanically.

King Nun smiled faintly.

Thales stared blankly at this scene, feeling a lot in his heart.

"Okay," the old king sighed, and said slowly, "Thales, you already know everything you need to know..."

King Nuen raised his eyes and said in a tired tone, "Go back to your room."

Thales panted and clenched his fists.

He glanced at Xiao Huatou again, looking at the helpless and pitiful eyes of the other party.

Then gritted his teeth, turned and left.

"And you," King Nun said to the little slippery man in a deep voice behind Thales, "From tonight onwards, you will sleep in Alex's bedroom..."

Thales gritted his teeth tighter and tighter, and the little cunning screamed from behind.

"If you ever feel bored, just think about today, think about the former owner of your bed..."

Thales' breathing speeded up slowly, and he could imagine the expression of the little slippery man at this moment.

"Think about Alex's end, think about her twitching pain before she died..."

Thales closed his eyes lightly, his feet were getting slower and slower, and there was a sobbing sound from behind.

"Think of all those who died because of it, and how lucky you are..."

Thales stopped in his tracks, and he took a deep breath.

"The servants and the back kitchen have been re-emptied, but you will have new servants soon, and you better act decently..."

"enough!"

Under everyone's amazed eyes, Prince Star turned around and stared angrily at King Nunn and the sobbing little slippery head.

Thales gritted his teeth and strode forward, grabbing the little slippery wrist.

Then without any explanation, he pulled her to his side.

He could feel that the little slippery wrist was still shaking.

"Don't worry, Thales," King Nun waved back Nikolai who was about to go forward, and said slowly: "In the future, you will have plenty of time to get along with your fiancée slowly."

"That's it," Thales looked at King Nuen coldly: "Tonight, she has to stay with me!"

After saying this, he pulled the little slippery head and walked out of the hall with a heavy face.

Little Slick pressed his glasses that were about to fall, and let Thales pull him away, while looking back in horror from time to time.

"Tales," King Nuen said calmly behind him, "Where are you taking my granddaughter?"

"I can't stay with you anyway!" Thales said unceremoniously while walking: "A group of lunatics!"

King Nun laughed loudly from behind, but this only made Thales feel even more bored and confused.

"Thales Canxing," the king laughed loudly from behind: "The first night..."

"Be nicer to your fiancée!"

Thales didn't look back, and pulled the little slippery head out of the hall, ignoring the frowning expressions of the White Blade Guards.

Just keep moving forward decisively.

Until the little slippery head came back from his stupor and panic, and spoke silently.

"That..." The little slippery boy tugged at his clothes timidly: "You are..."

"My name is Thales." Thales said coldly.

"Miss Alex, she really..." Xiao Huatou twitched his nose and said aggrievedly, "Is it really...?"

"Well," Thales replied decisively with a straight face, "She's already dead—was poisoned to death."

The little slippery head trembled violently.

Thales frowned.

"Poisoned to death..." Xiao Huatou's eyes were slack, and he began to mutter to himself nervously:

"In 207 Imperial Calendar, the Duke of Skrarch killed the Fourth Knight with a poisoned arrow... In 489 Imperial Calendar, Earl Kate Nanter and Princess Leslie were both poisoned at their wedding... 721 Imperial Calendar, Emperor Eddie III was poisoned and unconscious... In 1171 Imperial Calendar, the "Poison Emperor" poisoned Lord Reddy Sodara to death at the negotiating table... In 218 End Calendar, Grand Duke Lloyd Olsio was "Mourning the Grand Duke" 'Poison killing... In the 359th year of the end calendar, the 'Beautiful Grand Duke' Lacey Anrenzo died under a cup of scented tea, and in the 660th year of the end calendar, the star king-prince was covered by vines..."

"Enough!" Thales yelled decisively, interrupting her whisper: "Stop thinking about it!"

Only then did the little slippery man come back to his senses.

Thales pulled her and continued to walk forward.

"Well, we should go back..." Little Slick said hesitantly.

"You can't go back," Thales interrupted her decisively, shaking his head and saying:

"According to Nunn, a bunch of people just died there, so it's definitely not suitable for you to live in."

The little slippery head trembled slightly.

Thales walked all the way, sighing silently in his heart.

"But, I'm afraid that we..." The little slippery voice hesitated again.

"You don't have to be afraid, there is no bastard like Nunn here," Thales said silently, "but I can only protect you for a while..."

"No, I mean..." Xiao Huatou said softly with a crying voice:

"We went the wrong way..."

"..."