The color of memories appeared on Lloyd's folded face, and it was a beautiful memory buried in his heart, all the memories of Guy from birth to adulthood.

"The kingdom of Stoke has regained its glory in my hands, and it has also fallen into decay in my hands!"

"When the rotten people want to approach you, I have to banish you to the Gate of Sorrow, at least the forces that exist there will not easily let you fall into the rotten encirclement."

"You hate me, you hate me, I don't care!"

"Because from tonight onwards, you're going to be under another pressure!" Lloyd stopped in front of the door, leaning against the goalpost, gasping violently, his emaciated body trembling.

He wanted to move on, to the gate of the palace, to take another look at his own kingdom, his own sky, but alas, the merciless time and the roots of decay had deprived him of too much.

"Kill your father!"

"Kill my brother!"

"This will be a reputation that will accompany you for the rest of your life!"

The cold words suddenly exploded in the frosty breath, roaring in Guy's ears, even if he had thought about it, but after his father said it in front of him, he felt a wordless pressure gather from all around, and a terrifying feeling of suffocation came from the surface.

"Also, remember not to trust anyone easily!"

"Those who are kings should be cold-blooded and ruthless!"

Lloyd finally turned his head slightly and looked at Guy in the cold coffin, with a hint of remembrance in his domineering indifference, and then the breath of life like a candle flame suddenly extinguished!

What I can't do, I hope it can be done in your hands!

Varant V, Lloyd Craigie Varrant, led the Kingdom of Stoke to victory in the Great Patriotic War and returned to the once glorious Emperor I, in the Palace of St. Bernard.....

Die!

A shadow flickered through the winter realm, finally holding on to Lloyd's thin body before he fell.

Jasper lowered his eyes and stared at the eyes that had not yet closed, revealing a hideous color, full of domineering and iron blood.

The wind and rain have blown out the lights and candles, and the life of the embrace has been opened!

The emperor fell, and no one sent him away, leaving only a proud and unwilling color.

Holding Lloyd's body horizontally, Jasper was silent, walking slowly along the bright red carpet, the road to the emperor that he had walked at first, and walking again after his death, repeating many scenes in his memory, but the once heroic youth was no longer seen.

Climb over layers of glazed golden stairs, over delicate carved white jade railings, and finally walk in front of the purple-gold seats.

Jasper let go of Lloyd's cold, stiff body, and then carefully brushed his messy hair and wrinkled clothes.

"Jaspar Quilty, send your majesty!" A soft whisper rang out, and Jasper fell to his knees on one knee, his dark brown eyes full of sadness.

Click! Click!

A dull sound of footsteps came from the door, and Jasper slowly got up, his eyes pausing slightly on Guy in the icy coffin, and then looked at the source of the sound.

"Dakama, you shouldn't have come in!"

Phew!

Under the dim light, in the cold winter realm, a shadow spread like a sharp arrow, and in an instant, it invaded in front of Dakama's body, turning into a black bǐshǒu with a sharp handle.

"Your Majesty Jasper, by order of His Majesty Lloyd, I will be by His Highness Guy's side!" Duke Dacama placed his right hand on his chest and bowed slightly, his steel armor reflecting blue and black.

"I am saddened by the passing of His Majesty Lloyd, but it is not yet a moment of grief and there are still too many things to do!"

The black bǐshǒu was blown to pieces, and then, Jasper's figure appeared in front of Duke Dakama, his cold eyes staring at the burly and tall body.

"I don't need you here, I will protect His Highness Guy!"

"It's time for you to return to your duties and lead the Violet Guards to seal off Limontanlu, the purge is about to begin!"

"Follow your will!" Duke Dacama said respectfully. "It's just that for the purge operation, I suggest that it can be postponed!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold gaze slightly stung Dakama's skin, and the fear of death came to his heart at that moment.

"Rather than purge, we should now protect the safety of His Highness Guy, at least, we can't be sure if those rotten nobles have hole cards that have not been exposed."

"Therefore, everything should wait until His Highness Guy wakes up, and then make a decision!"

The frost drifted away, the chill hit you, and the atmosphere of silence lingered.

"According to you!" Jasper's gaze loosened slightly, and he said indifferently. "The throne of the king has been decided, according to His Majesty Lloyd's arrangement, I will give them a small gift first."

"When the time comes, I hope that the Violet Guards can stabilize the situation in Limontanlu!"

"Ha, I won't disappoint His Majesty Jasper!" Duke Dacama grinned, the greatsword on his left shoulder trembled, as if excited, and he left St. Bernal's Palace while reassuring.

Crunch!

Watching Dakama's burly figure disappear through the door, Jasper stood still until the sound of neat footsteps outside the palace had left, and he turned to look at the ice coffin, Guy's handsome, fair face full of pain, as if he was enduring something.

Some things are not unchosen, but predestined!

"Execute the plan, get rid of the target!"

The whispers faded, and the shadows inside the palace faded, and the dim magical light still illuminated the crystal clear coffin.

……………………

Pushing forward a little in time, when Ogst unleashed the legendary spell, that fluctuation caught the attention of everyone in the Violet Mage Tower.

Subtle fluctuations in spell energy affected the purple defensive array, and the sudden torrential rain smashed down the transparent defensive shield, splashing clearly visible ripples.

"You're trying to stop me?" Craigie looked at the two people in front of him with an uncertain face, bursts of cyan ripples filled the air, and a light mist rose.

Hearing this, Du Bois spread his hands and his eyes fell on Moira, according to the signed employment contract, he was to accept Moira's command.

"I'm sorry, teacher, I don't want to do this either, but the family has an order, and I can't disobey it!" Moira said softly, her tone full of apologies, but a chill lingered in the top tower.

The road of legend is not easy to walk, and the help of some helping things can save her a lot of detours, and this time, she will make a mistake with her own teacher, and maybe the explanation afterwards can get a chance to repair.

"Looks like Frostwhisperer Ogst made a promise, is it about the law?" Craigie looked at his former apprentice and sighed.

"Then what is the confidence to let you stop me in my mage tower? Let me see your strength, Moira! ”

The surging spell energy surged suddenly, like a thousand waves, and a deep purple glow tore through the rainstorm sky, making it clear to everyone in Limontan Lune.

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