Fairy’s Box

After several days of looting, the army of the Governor's Mansion made a lot of money, and the grievances of the heavy casualties in the past were also eliminated. In contrast, this royal city, which gathered all the essence of the Highland Kingdom, was completely reduced to ruins.

Due to the loss of the order to maintain the rule, Edinburgh is now a completely degenerate place. The main roads of the city are empty, but the dark corners are crowded with people. Occasionally, the cold light of a few sharp edges is like a faint ghost fire, disappearing in a flash, corresponding to a few muffled hums and short screams, intertwined in the darkness as thick as splashing ink.

When the sky shrouded the Highland Palace, the maid who had just brought medicine and breakfast to His Royal Highness suddenly heard a loud noise.

"Oh, who is making the noise!"

The maid quickly put down the tray, stood up, opened the door, and greeted her with a frosty face: "Your Highness, I'll drive them away right now."

However, her anger was soon condensed by the dark figure.

Amidst the clear sound of armour rubbing, two rows of Rosevian soldiers with shining armor poured into the palace, the blades in their hands reflecting the cold light like fish scales, the smell of blood condensed and lingered, and the warm air of early summer seemed to be immediately. Frozen.

When such a great evil star came to the door, no one dared to step forward to stop it. The servants and attendants in the palace knelt down in panic, bowed their heads and shivered.

The leader is tall, with a cold face and a straight high-level knight armor. Even without the unique black hair, the thorns emblem on the chest of the armor, and the dark gilt of the twelve laws, the identity of the master has been revealed— The one who destroyed the Celts' revival of hope and trampled the entire kingdom under their feet.

The invasion of uninvited guests made the entire court tremble.

Kenneth didn't seem to have seen this scene. He turned his wheelchair, and when he walked down the corridor, he suddenly smelled a faint scent, sweet and sour, coming from the palace, which was gradually overflowing with the smell of blood.

His Royal Highness finally couldn't help but stop the wheelchair, and looked sideways in the direction of the fragrance. In the shadow of the corner, there was a green tree bearing fruit, and the sweet and sour fragrance penetrated the chilling blood and sent it to the in the wind.

It turned out to be a lemon tree.

"Go out, don't spoil the atmosphere here."

Seeing this scene, the governor of Roservia smiled slightly, waved his hand, and gave an order that made everyone feel relieved.

"As ordered."

Knowing that their own officials are super capable of fighting, the officers did not persuade them. They led their subordinates and exited the courtyard like a gust of wind.

"Kenneth, we meet again."

Yale missed the terrified maid, strode behind His Royal Highness the Prince, familiarized himself with the armrests on the back of the pusher's chair, and walked to the corner of the wall where the other party's eyes were cast:

"Is it here?"

"yes."

Kenneth smiled, and there was an indescribable sparseness between his arrogant eyebrows, and said lightly: "For the first time, I felt that lemon also has its benefits. Although it is sour, it can remove blood."

"If you don't like it, I can let them spend the whole day bathing with petals."

The black-haired knight stopped and looked at Lemon, who was a little sick in the corner but still insisted on the result, and said regretfully, "I didn't expect that after the battle between you and me, things would turn out like this, what a pity..."

"What a pity? You have almost conquered the Highland Kingdom now. It doesn't take long to complete the great cause of integrating the Celts. What is there to regret."

His Royal Highness sneered, but for some reason he couldn't get angry when he saw the other party's expression.

Your Highness!

My Highness, can't you say something nice?

You are now a prisoner, my Highness, if you anger the butcher, not only you, but the entire court will have to be buried with you. I beg you, please be gentle!

At this moment, the crawling servants in the courtyard were mourning in their hearts. They didn't expect the situation to come to this point. .

But to the relief of this group of people, the other party was not angry.

"I'm pity you, Kenneth, the one who opposes me in Glamorgan should have been you."

Yale released the armrest of the wheelchair, walked to his side, stared at the lemon, and whispered, "Maybe you won't believe it, when I learned that Wallace became the Highland Kingdom, there was a feeling of coursing. "

"..."

Kenneth was stunned for a moment and murmured, "Now that the Highland Kingdom is over, what's the point of telling me this."

"It's over?"

As if hearing a joke, the black-haired knight shook his head and said, "The Highland Kingdom will not end, and the issue you are most concerned about—the continuation of the Fannon family... is all within your own thoughts."

"What's the meaning?"

Looking at the angular face of the other party, His Royal Highness couldn't help but ask.

"Literally, but before I explain, I have a gift for you." Yale raised his eyebrows, suddenly turned to face the courtyard exit, and gave three high fives:

"Bring them in."

crunch... crunch... crunch...

The sound of the heavy axles turning closer and closer, accompanied by the shaking of the brackets and the tremors of the ground, the two "crosses" erected on the mobile platform, pushed by several soldiers, slowly drove into the courtyard.

On the nine-foot-tall cross, a man and a woman were bound in different directions. The man was in ragged clothes and had multiple burns on his body.

The two of them seemed to have their mouths gagged, and they could only keep struggling and twisting on the cross, making a whimpering sound.

"they are!"

Kenneth turned his head to look, his eyes suddenly sharpened, his body swayed, and he almost fell from the wheelchair.

"They are the ones who betrayed and stole your throne, Sora, and Wallace."

The black-haired knight turned the wheelchair for the other party, glanced at their backs, and said coldly:

"I heard about the crimes of these two men when I was in Douglas, and now it's time for them to get the end they deserve."

"Sora... how did you find her?"

His Royal Highness turned pale and asked while coughing slightly.

"That vicious woman? She escaped from the palace as a maid last night and was captured by my subordinates."

Yale leaned over and leaned in front of him, but there was a dark flame burning in his dark pupils, and an unusually calm but involuntarily creepy voice sounded softly:

"She thought she could be forgiven with tears, but I never believed in tears. Tell me, Kenneth, why are you so soft-hearted with this woman?"

He knew... He actually knew... That's right... The whole palace was blocked by him, how could he not know...

Kenneth didn't answer the other party's question, just lowered his head quietly and looked at the grass and stones under his feet.

"Don't want to tell me?"

The black-haired knight frowned instantly, then let go, and smiled relaxedly:

"I respect personal privacy, that's okay."

Before he finished speaking, he looked up at the cross and gave a loud command:

"Go!"

The two soldiers with big arms and round waists immediately drew their daggers from their waists when they heard the sound, walked behind the two of them, and lit up their bright blades, aiming to pierce their lungs.

"Wait a moment!"

His Royal Highness finally couldn't help but speak out, his chest rose and fell violently with the rapid breathing, and looked coldly at the man beside him:

"What are you going to do to them?"

The latter spread out his hands helplessly, and then waved his arms to stop the soldier's movements:

"I'm going to make them blood eagles for you. Of course, if you can answer my questions and reveal your heart, maybe, I'll consider changing my mind."

Blood Eagle - A vindictive punishment.

Usually by the victim himself, from the back of the victim, make two openings along both sides of the spine near the chest cavity, and then use both hands to pull the victim's lung lobes out of the chest cavity. When the lobes of the lungs leave the thoracic cavity, they contract rapidly due to pressure and other reasons, and the victim will suffocate because they cannot breathe. It looks like a retracted rear wing due to the two lobes extending from the back.

Therefore, this punishment is commonly known as the blood eagle.

"I don't want them to die. They are my only relatives in this world. Cough, cough, is that enough?" Kenneth looked at each other with fire-breathing eyes, and explained with a violent cough.

"Although I don't agree with your stupid idea, it is still as you wish." The black-haired knight nodded indifferently, and snapped his fingers at the same time:

"Let them go."

Without saying a word, the soldiers immediately slashed the chains on the cross with their swords, reached out to pick up Wallace and Sora, and pressed them to the ground.

"Cough cough cough..."

His Royal Highness coughed slightly, and there was indescribable tiredness between his brows:

"Tell me, what exactly do you want from me?"

"After that battle, I've been obsessed with your Big Mac device."

Yale walked slowly in front of him, looked into the other's eyes, and said bluntly: "Maybe, after a while, combined with our technology, you can create more advanced equipment."

"So you also want Big Mac..."

Kenneth covered the corner of his mouth and stopped coughing, then looked at the other party with a sharp gaze: "Why should I help you, help you who ruined my country and my family?"

Your Highness! Your whole family is now in his hands!

The servants broke out in cold sweat and let out a silent wailing again. My God, there are people in the world who don't know how to lift up. People see that you are useful, and they do their best to win you over. How can you not cherish life so much.

"It seems that there is a big misunderstanding between you and me."

The black-haired knight raised a finger and shook it in front of him: "I repeat, the Highland Kingdom will not be destroyed. As for the survival of your family, it is all in your mind."

"lie!"

His Royal Highness angrily slammed on the armrest, then pointed at the other party's nose, and scolded unabashedly: "Do you think I would be stupid enough to believe your nonsense, go to hell!"

"..."

Yale stared at the other party indifferently, until the other party's scolding subsided a little, then raised a finger, pointed to Wallace in the distance, and instantly shot a falcon sword, stabbing the other party's head.

"you!"

Kenneth's eyes widened suddenly, his body suddenly tense, he glanced at Sora, who almost fainted, and slumped back to the wheelchair:

"What do you want me to do?"

"I'm not going to force you to do anything."

The black-haired knight withdrew the falcon sword, threw off the blood stains from his index finger, and pointed to Wallace's corpse:

"The reason why I killed him was for your consideration. Yes, he is your only younger brother, but if you let him go like this, will you really be at peace?"

"But, but he is also the bloodline of the Fannon family!" His Royal Highness kept slamming on the handrail, roaring like a lion.

"He's not, Kenneth, you are! Your bloodline, your son, is the only legal heir to the Fannon family. Wallace killed his father and brother, and is not qualified to live as a person!"

Yale stretched out his murderous index finger and tapped it on the opponent's chest:

"As long as you are willing to serve me, the Fannon family is still the royal family of the Highland Kingdom, and your descendants can also inherit the throne. This is my promise."

"This is impossible!"

Kenneth's eyes were dazed for a while, and finally showed a shaken expression.

"Nothing is impossible, listen to my arrangement."

The black-haired knight patted his shoulder and showed a meaningful smile:

"If you agree to my conditions, you will marry the new king of the Highland Kingdom, Queen Lilith. Your descendants will be the legitimate heirs of this country. His surname is Fannon, not Pandoragon."

"A... puppet king?" His Royal Highness's body trembled slightly, and a strange flush appeared on his face.

"Yes, a puppet king, but better than nothing."

Yale watched Kenneth's expression, and slowly turned his palm in front of him: "You know very well, it's all that simple for me."

"Lilith... Lilith will she agree?" Kenneth's tone became calm, his eyes staring at each other with piercing eyes.

"That woman has no choice."

The black-haired knight patted his shoulder lightly and pointed to Sora who was limp on the ground in the distance: "As for this woman, if you want, I can forgive her too."

"..."

His Royal Highness glanced at his desolate wife, his eyes flickered, and after a long time, he finally let out a breath:

"Do I still have a choice?"

"You won't regret your choice."

Yale smiled knowingly, his body straightened, and he looked up at the boundless blue sky:

"Kenneth, you may not know how big this universe is. There are too many undeveloped lands waiting for us to conquer. As long as you can help me sincerely, then there must be a paradise for the Celts in the future."

"I wouldn't expect so much."

Kenneth looked up at him and said expressionlessly, "My son, he must become the king of the Highland Kingdom. You promised this."

"Not always."

The other party's answer made His Royal Highness's face darken.

Yale touched his chin and glanced at Kenneth who was about to have a seizure:

"Maybe a daughter."