I've been thinking about it for the past few days, thinking a lot, and understanding a lot of things. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Today there were far fewer soldiers guarding me, and they all went to the square outside the palace to attend the king's coronation.

I heard a faint cannon salute coming through the thick walls. I know that from this moment on, Rand has become the real ruler of the entire Duchy of Sarandel.

From now on, people will call him "king", right?

I smiled wryly, and suddenly felt extremely tired physically and mentally, and I began to reflect on what I had done in the past 19 years. As a result, I was helpless to find that I hadn't done anything with my own will. My life hadn't started yet, and I didn't think it was going to end soon.

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I heard slow footsteps starting to sound in the hallway not far away, getting clearer and clearer. After a while, the door to the cell of the prison was slowly opened, and I saw a familiar figure appear in front of me. Old, rickety and still on crutches. Yes, it's the "newly favored" Archimedes.

When I saw him coming, I immediately laughed mockingly: "Hehe, Prime Minister, today is the coronation of the new king, why don't you, a celebrity, go to the ceremony, but are interested in coming to see me, a death row prisoner with heinous crimes?" ”

Archimedes, supported by his attendants, sat down on the ground on the other side of the iron prison tremblingly, and said with great interest: "Look at you, don't you seem surprised that I have come?" ”

I sorted out the straw around me, and immediately lay down on it, only to feel a little cold on my back. I said to him, "Your plan has been achieved, are you satisfied now?" Hehe...... I really didn't expect that I had already been toyed with by you, but unfortunately, I still found out too late! ”

"Huh...... Is it? Tell me, then, what did I plan? Archimedes looked down at me condescendingly, with a hint of cunning in his eyes.

I yawned and said nonchalantly, "I finally know now, in fact, your target from the beginning was Rand." You never actually thought about assisting Arnold. The first time you came to me and asked me to assassinate the second prince Aubrey, the knife was specially adapted according to my habits, and the blade was thin and small, so that I could not let him die with one blow, but would leave him with one last respite. You know that Aubrey has always been narrow-minded, and when he dies, he will definitely find a back, and he will definitely make a last stand. And all he had on his mind was the throne. Since he couldn't get it himself, he wouldn't let his two brothers get it...... It's just that the demon's contract pays attention to equivalent exchange, and he can't give much to the demon as a dying person, so in the end, he just dragged the two of them into Evenge City and couldn't kill them...... It's a pity that I found out too late, and I didn't think that I would become your pawn. As I spoke, a trace of desolation flashed through my heart, because there have been so many twists and turns that have happened these days, and neither I nor Rand have gained anything, but have paid a terrible price. Unexpectedly, the one who made a profit in the end would be this old man who was inconspicuous at the beginning.

Archimedes smiled contemptuously: "You are right, but you still say some things wrong. I didn't take Rand seriously until you appeared in front of me. When I sent someone to spy on you, I also 'took care' of him by the way, but it turned out that he was a kind person, with no big ambitions, and was most suitable for being a puppet. ”

Then, Archimedes suddenly changed his sinister expression and continued: "But I know that although he is amiable, you are not a fuel-efficient lamp. If he stays with you after his coronation, with the relationship between the two of you, I'm afraid he won't listen to me honestly anymore. So I'm going to use a little trick to ruin your relationship a little bit...... As a result, your friendship from childhood to adulthood is nothing more than that. Now you can finally die in peace, Rand's side...... Hehe, although the result was different from what I expected, I didn't expect him to change his mind and make a contract with the demon...... But that's just the right thing to do in my hands. So you see, although he is in power now, and he has the help of demons, he still has to listen to my ...... obediently."

I listened to his account with a blank face, but my heart tingled like blood.

It turns out that everything I have done these days is nothing more than falling deeper and deeper in the chess game calculated by others, and finally sending myself to a dead end, and the harmful Rand has become what he is now.

"Hehe......" I chuckled lowly, and began to feel sorry for myself, I was always conceited that I was one of the few people who understood in this bustling and hypocritical world, but I didn't expect that I was actually the one who was trapped in it and couldn't extricate myself.

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The bell rings in the middle of the night, heralding the end of another day.

The guards who guarded me were sleepy-eyed, but in the end, they couldn't resist the effects of drowsiness, and they all fell asleep one by one.

I lay on the cold ground tossing and turning, freezing cold and making it difficult for me to sleep.

I opened my eyes slightly, and the light in the cage was very dim and dim, faintly revealing a little evil aura.

I saw a faint black mist gradually fill through the cracks in the corner, getting thicker and thicker, and finally enveloping the whole room.

In the dead of night, no one noticed the anomaly in the secret room.

Seeing the black mist getting closer and closer, it passed through the iron pillar and entered the inside of the cage, and finally enveloped my whole body. In the darkness, I didn't panic at all, because I felt a familiar aura, the undead who had nearly killed Rand when I came here with Rand to explore.

“…… The imp ...... "The undead spoke first.

I was already sure it was him, but I didn't say anything, just sat up and crossed my knees and closed my eyes.

"Huh...... Little ghost, I'm going to guillotine tomorrow, are you still so calm now? The undead continued.

I sighed slightly and said, "What, are you happy to see that I'm about to die?" ”

Hearing my answer, the black fog around me gradually dissipated a little, and his whole body began to appear in front of me, which was the first time I could see his appearance clearly.

With long black and floor-sweeping hair, dark green glow in his eyes, pale complexion, and a thin body, a semi-physical figure appeared in front of my eyes. It looks like all of his hair I burned last time has grown back.

The undead looked at me and smiled, "You're going to die soon?" At least you're alive now...... I, on the other hand, have been dead for hundreds of years. As he spoke, his body began to sway upward, and his hands stroked the cold iron pillar: "Hehe...... Remember the last time we met? You really worked hard to save that kid, and I suffered a lot...... But look at the present...... In just a few months, you'll be a prisoner, and you'll soon die at his hands...... Oh, I'll just say that they don't have a single good thing in the Dingennier family, and every one of them is a treacherous villain......"

I watched his figure drifting back and forth, and was a little surprised by his calmness at this time. In my impression, both the old ghost I saw him when I first met him and in the city of Evener was stubborn and tyrannical.

I tentatively asked, "So...... Who are you? ”

The undead listened to me, as if stimulated by something, and suddenly rushed in front of me, and the face was no more than a punch away from me, and scared me enough. He stared at me for a long time before he said, "Who am I?" You don't even know who I am? Did that slut wipe out everything about me? Yes! Oh, did he think he was worthy of his conscience by doing so! "It's as if I've seen the undead in my memory again.

"So you're ...... Liszt? I asked tentatively again.

The undead's mood returned to normal a little, and his expression became sentimental again: "You know my name? Hehe, there are still people who remember me......"

I just think he's unusual, is the character of the undead so sensitive? The slightest hint of wind and grass can make their emotions go up and down.

I said impatiently, "Alas! Anyway, you've been dead for almost 400 years, haven't you? For my generation, you're just a name in a history book, so it's not a big deal to know it, right? ”

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