"Uncle Nikita!" Cons, Dante, couldn't believe what was in front of him.

Nikita nodded, looked at Preskas and said, "I brought this kid back." What about Miss Vivien? ”

"Worthy of being a retainer of the Natleko family!" Preskars smiled slightly, "Don't worry, she's of no use to me, and I won't break my promise to you." ”

Constance Dante seemed to realize something, and watched as Pliskas's eyes became tyrannical and resentful in that moment.

"You lied to me!"

Alyssa and Yulia stood between them, but Priskas said indifferently: "Whether it is in my hands or not, your sister's condition is indeed not optimistic, without my help." They simply can't get out of here. ”

"It's not even possible for you to stay alive in this city." With a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, Pliskas turned his gaze to the purple-robed emperor who walked into the church, and said softly, "Don't underestimate that man too much, he is actually even more terrifying than his brother!" ”

Nikita had a guilty look on her face and said apologetically to Constance Dante, "I'm sorry, the eldest lady is in their hands. I had to do it. ”

"But Berchis promised me!" Consitine's eyes were gloomy, and Nikita's heart trembled. Is this what the Knight King looks like? The brutality of slaughtering countless lives has such momentum.

However, Nikita did not flinch because of this, and said calmly: "At that time, the captured Lastin Knight suddenly escaped and robbed the [Divine Monarch Caesar], and there was not a single mecha in the entire underground shelter that could stop him. Even Berheath was badly injured. Constance Dante or His Highness Justine, I would like to ask you not to be so selfish! ”

"Know that we are not obligated to die for you! We are not fighting for the Empire, but for ourselves! ”

"Why should you, who have abandoned the people of Herod, make us sacrifice?" Nikita did not have violent mood swings, but every word of his words pierced into Conseidante's heart like an arrow.

Before I knew it, my eyes were moist, and for some reason, Constance-Dante cried. The thin body trembled slightly. Indeed, they have no obligation to think of their own commitments, so why should they, as sinners, demand sacrifice from others?

Consité Dante would have remembered the night of a decade ago, when fire and blood were intertwined. And he fled like a coward. If you haven't risked your life, why should you ask others to risk your life to help you?

"Why are you crying, Your Highness the Knight King. If it were for my own sake, I would look down on you, Your Highness!

But if for the sake of those who died in vain for you, then you should understand what to do. Priscas whispered in Constance Dante's ear.

Damn, why! Tears kept pouring out of his eyes, like bursting an embankment.

Is it guilt? Constance Dante asked himself silently in his heart.

"Alyssa and Yulia will be left to you here. I'm going to take Cons Dante to meet some people. Preskas, with a somewhat distracted Constance, turned and walked towards Hagia Sophia.

"Hey! Where the hell is Miss Vivien? Nikita shouted, trying to catch up but was blocked by the two girls in front of her. The cold blade was pressed against the heart. Alyssa said softly:

"Please don't move! Naturally, the gentleman will not break his promise. Please come with us. After saying that, the girl in the pink dress in front of her showed a cute and gentle smile. But the killing intent that swept through those eyes made Nikita shudder, if Constance Dante showed the tyranny of thousands of troops, then the girl in front of him gave him the feeling of a dagger that cut his throat in the dark, cold and unprepared.

・・・・・・

"Do you know why you're so tired?" Priscas said as he walked slowly through the crowd with Constance Dante. "That's because you never really want to forget the past, you feel guilty and want to forget the past, but because of guilt you can never cut the past apart. You are too tired, and it is precisely because of this that you cannot achieve happiness, only those who do not hesitate to get their hands dirty are qualified to touch the beauty of this world, and those who want to keep their hands clean will not be able to leave their traces in this world. The so-called king will always step on the corpses of others and step forward to smooth the obstacles, and will not look back. The man whispered in Consei-Dante's ear like a viper.

"After all, there will always be only healable scars left in this world."

"Don't worry about it!" Constance Dante's mood gradually calmed down, and he shook off the hand that Preskas had placed on his shoulder. "Are you going to take me to your master?"

Priskas waved his hand, which was shaken off by Consité Dante, and smiled: "Don't say it so ugly, I just have a partnership with them." ”

Constance, Dante and Preskas made their way to Hagia Sophia, only to be stopped in front of the church by heavily armed guards with long torches. Although the rate of fire is not high, the power of this fire gun is amazing, and the huge caliber can even kill a rhinoceros.

"Pass to the kingdom." Although the church usually allows all members of the church to enter, today it is the place where the archbishop and the emperor receive foreign envoys, so no other unrelated people are allowed to enter, and even the Mass is held outside the church.

Preskas, on the other hand, had already taken out two passes from his pocket and showed them to the guards. This is exactly what the Privy Council issued, and only foreign envoys and nobles of the kingdom are eligible to receive.

The guards subconsciously glanced at each other, looking at Preskas and Constance Dante in surprise, but they didn't expect that the two plainly dressed people were actually the people invited by the king. But no one dares to forge the pass, and there is no trace of forgery.

It reads: Professor Prescas of the Imperial Theological Seminary.

Professor protégé, Constance Dante.

The guards took their guns and got out of the way to salute Priscas, who led Dante Constance into the splendid church.

"It seems that you still can't figure it out, Cons. Dante. This cruel world is not something that innocent people can live in. Preskars chuckled. The moment you get involved in power, you can't get out of this quagmire. ”

But Constance Dante ignored it, and asked coldly, "Who do you want to show me?" ”

"Don't worry, they'll come." Preskars looked leisurely at the gathering of dignitaries in the church.

And a pleasant voice came from behind him.

"Professor Preskas, we're meeting again!"