Chapter 325 Sorry... Viego!

Chapter 325 Sorry Viego!

Isolde looked at Viego holding the sword at a loss, watching him pierce his body with the sword.

Could it be?

But why?

Why not kill himself first?

"Haha."

Viego's breath was half weak, but he still laughed:

"Why do you show that expression? Isolde, my queen, what are you surprised about?"

"Why?" Isolde couldn't help asking.

Her eyes subconsciously looked around, as if looking for her tailor box.

In the past, when Viego was seriously injured like this, she helped him sew the stitches.

"Why?" Viego raised a proud smile at the corner of his mouth, "Because I love you, my queen!!!"

He used the black mist to condense Isolde's soul a little, and then forcibly controlled his hands with his hands, holding them on the Ruined King Sword, and then pushed forward with force.

"Ah!!!!"

The Ruined King Sword pierced through the body, causing Viego to scream miserably.

This weapon that could hurt the soul was once again thrust into the body of its master.

Viego was panting, but his face was gentle. He gently wiped the tear-like crystals from the corners of Isolde's eyes, and forced a smile and said:

"How is it? My queen, has this sword reduced the resentment in your heart a little?"

"Why? I hate you so much, want to leave you, and even deny your love for me, why do you still go to such lengths!"

Looking at Viego who was severely injured because of her, Isolde shouted like crazy.

"Hahaha! What a joke! Isolde, what do you think I love?"

Viego completely ignored the sword still stuck in his body, looked into Isolde's eyes, and said in a very serious tone:

"Your name is Isolde, and I am Viego. No matter what you become, no matter what I become, I will still love you as before."

Seeing that Isolde was hesitant to say something, Viego interrupted her forcefully:

"Love ends after death? Humph! If your love for me is only this much, doesn't it mean that I have failed too much!"

He lowered his body and put his cheek against Isolde's ear:

"Isolde, since I can make you fall in love with me once, I will never let you go again. If it doesn't work once, I will do it ten times. I will use all my life and the love you want to make you the happiest woman in the world."

"Viego"

After hearing this, Isolde stared at the other person blankly, her expression fluctuating abnormally.

She remembered the days when she was the queen and Viego was the king.

At that time, she would occasionally walk out of the palace and return to the village where she was born.

When she walked on the road, she could always hear other people's discussions.

"The king gave all his love and everything to the queen. The queen is so happy."

"Oh, we are living so badly, it's all because of the queen."

"If the king could take a little of the attention from the queen."

"If only one percent, not one thousandth of that attention, the country would not be like this."

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She heard too many such exclamations directly or indirectly.

All the subjects believed that the decline of the country was because of her, and she took away the king's attention.

But inevitably, many women, whether they were ignorant young girls or women who had married others, envied her and thought that she had received all the love of the most powerful king in the world, what an honor it was.

But Isolde didn't think so.

Thinking back to that time, I was myself at that time. Hearing such remarks, I felt self-blame. It was the fear of wanting to escape. She even gradually began to wish that she had not moved the sewing table outside the house that day, and did not let Viego see her, and even that she had never been born in this world.

It's so sad. Isolde smiled bitterly, raised her eyes and looked at Viego's pure face looking directly at her.

She opened her lips, as if she wanted to say something, but after trying for a long time, she didn't know what she could say.

Does she love Viego? She's not sure

Thinking back to the first time they met, she can answer with certainty

She doesn't love Viego.

At that time, Isolde was just an ordinary woman. She was attracted to Viego. Viego's erudition and humor made her addicted. Everything he told her was unheard of in her first half of her life.

One is a lowly tailor, and the other is a noble prince.

Even the ordinary things that the other person experienced, in her opinion, there is a sense of freshness.

Because of this freshness and her longing for the upper class, she married him.

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At first, she was like the happiest princess in the world, being cared for by him, and everything was satisfied.

At that time, she also had fantasies, as a gentle and considerate queen, always standing by Viego's side, as his most powerful arm.

Was it love at that time?

Thousands of thoughts flashed through Isolde's mind, and she denied it.

If Viego's kind was considered love, she could only be regarded as a girl's fantasy at most.

Then, when did she start to feel bored?

Was it because she heard the criticism of the people about herself.

Or was she tired of being a queen?

But no matter how Isolde recalled, it seemed that Viego's love for her had never changed.

She thought that blocking the sword for Viego was to repay everything and the end of this forbidden love, but these were just wishful thinking.

In her eyes at that time, she experienced all the prosperity and beauty of the world, and finally died of love. Such an ending is even more perfect than a fairy tale.

But, what is the difference between this and escaping.

Such a selfish self is really not worthy of that love.

"Viego, I don't deserve your love so much." Isolde's painful voice contained sadness.

The happiness she once wanted may just be like the happiness in fairy tales.

Knowing, meeting and falling in love with the prince, experiencing all the beauty and love in the world, and finally dying in a grand manner.

Everything is so ordinary and simple, and it is too far away from Viego's love that cannot be stopped even by death.

She was born as a seamstress, unable to achieve eternal love, and even unable to understand love that transcends everything.

But facing Viego's pure eyes, eyes full of love that have never changed as they were thousands of years ago.

She seemed to understand something.

Until now, the innocent girl could understand Viego's love!

"Isolde!" Viego hugged Isolde gently, "Do you still remember the vow I made when we got married?"

"Love her until death while I live."

Isolde hugged Viego gently, and memories emerged in her mind like a spring, and she murmured guiltily:

"Love her until death while I die."

The first half of the sentence was the vow they made together.

And the second half was Viego's final affectionate supplement.

They each kept their vows.

"Let's forget the past!"

Viego raised a smile:

"I will make you fall in love with me again, my love, my queen, my Isolde!"

"But... I'm sorry, Viego!"