"Why is this happening! Why is this happening! ”

Fello shouted hysterically, and Mu Yan let him grab his neckline.

"Why did you design such a plot? Why don't you let me save them! Why!? ”

Philo asked several whys in a row, and his emotions were on the verge of breaking down, and he became incoherent.

"I didn't restrict you, Your Highness, I didn't restrict any of you." Mu Yan gently flicked his hand away, the body of the third prince was already exhausted to the extreme, and it was effortless for him to do this.

"As I said, trying to fight the times with individuals will either succeed or be crushed. That feeling of powerlessness, you must be deeply aware of it now, right? ”

"I ......"

Philo stared at him in a daze, and his other hand couldn't help but slowly let go.

At this time, the guards around the carriage and the brown slaves behind him rushed up, and Mu Yan was obviously regarded as a villain.

"I think I should go, or it will cause a misunderstanding." He patted Philo on the shoulder and whispered in his ear, "Rest well, get some sleep, and everything will be fine......

His words seemed to have some kind of magic, and Fei Luo's long-tense nerves finally relaxed, closed his eyes, and the whole person collapsed on Mu Yan's body.

Handing over Fello to the servant behind him, Mu Yan bowed slightly and apologized, and left.

……

Philo was in a coma for a full twelve hours, from night to early morning, without a drop of water.

During this time, Shireen waited by his bedside and never left for a moment.

With a weak body like a girl, it was almost the limit to insist on not sleeping all night, so when Fello woke up, she slackened her spirits, and she also fell on Fello and fainted.

This brother and sister are really ......

When Shireen woke up slowly, Fello's face naturally appeared in front of her.

Despite the concern in his eyes, Fello still looked haggard.

"Brother......

"I'm here." Fellowo took her hand and pressed it against her face, rubbing her stubble against the girl's soft, making her giggle.

"I'm sorry to worry about me."

Shireen suddenly struggled to sit up and reached out to hug Philo.

Philo was stunned for a moment, but then his heart swelled with infinite emotion, and he also hugged her tightly.

He could feel that his cousin's thin body was trembling slightly, and the fear in the girl's heart had been accumulating, and now it was released.

"I'm here, I'm ......" he patted Shireen gently, "I'm fine, it's just that I've consumed too much energy in Seraf, plus ......" he paused and sighed, "Forget it, don't mention that shit......"

"What's wrong with Seraf?" Fei Luo let go of his hand and asked seriously: "You were telling me two days ago that you are fighting for a real emperor in it, he will definitely become a master of the ages, and you look forward to becoming a person like him in the future......"

Philo was silent, his head lowered, his fists clenched involuntarily.

After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief, as if he was out of that emotion.

"He died, and he didn't have time to see the establishment of the Carolingian Empire. The twelve knights who accompanied him on the battle also died in the final battle...... Death at the hands of his own men. And I could only watch this happen, but nothing could be changed, even though I rushed forward with everyone......"

In the midst of his endless loneliness, Philo recounted the experience......

It turned out that during this time, they accompanied Charlemagne to encroach on a large amount of land around Pompeii and Uruk kingdoms, and Samuel's mage troops also drew water elements from the main roads of the two crossed rivers, and built a towering city wall with the long yellow sand, bounded by the river, almost delineating a new boundary line for Caroline, named the Wall of Sighs, implying that the enemy would sigh in despair after seeing this high wall.

This meant that Charlemagne had stopped his expansion, and he was finally free to sort out the religious proliferation caused by the Holy See in the heart of the kingdom.

However, before he could return to the royal capital, news came from the border that the three kingdoms had joined forces against him under the call of the Holy See, and now they were already in the city.

In fact, Charlemagne did not fail to anticipate such an outcome before, so he deliberately befriended the Kingdom of Garros, which was the farthest away from him, during the war, and gave them a large number of weapons and baggage, so that Garos created a dispute on the border between neighboring Uruk and Pompeii, so that the two countries had no time to take care of his lion cub, and although Uruk and Pompeii were both countries under the administration of the Holy See, they also had a feud with each other, and there was no possibility of reconciliation at all. Even in the worst-case scenario, the two countries join forces and are deterred when they see the miraculous pass that has been built in a month.

It was with these considerations that he made his decision.

After receiving a letter from the scouts, Charlemagne was about to lead his troops back to the border in person, when Roland, one of the Twelve Knights, advised him that as a king at this time, he should stay in the capital Caroline, and even if the border was in an emergency, he should not be in charge.

The purpose of the three kingdoms is now the same as they were at the beginning, they are all for the population and land, and now they have the Wall of Sighs as the border, and they will have to pay a huge price to invade, so just gold is enough to defuse the conflict.

But if Charlemagne really appeared on the front line and encountered any accidents, the whole country would be left without a leader, not to mention the existence of Protestantism. If the country were to be controlled by the Protestants, their war with the Holy See would be immortal, and the whole continent would be reduced to a sea of blood, which would be contrary to their original purpose.

In desperation, Charlemagne could only take Roland's suggestion and let them go to the border with their twelve horsemen and horses, while he returned to the royal capital with the mage Merlin.

"And then? The twelve knights were all ...... on the front line Dead in battle? Shireen asked.

Philo shook his head, his eyes sad: "Things are the same as Your Excellency Roland thinks, the contradictions between the three kingdoms are irreconcilable, and the reason why they jointly send troops is just a repeated request of the Holy See. As the fighting on the mainland gradually subsided, the soldiers were overwhelmed, and no one wanted to fight again, and His Excellency Roland even planned to invite them to join forces against the Holy See and Protestantism, so that this group of people could eat dog and rescue the people......

"Then why ......"

"It's because of that damn Protestantism!" Fellowo gritted his teeth and said: "Your Excellency Roland and the other three generals are negotiating peace under the city walls, although the atmosphere is not gentle, but it is not to the point of saber rattling, but at the critical moment when the negotiations are progressing, the Protestant Knights of the Temple suddenly appeared in the rear of the combined army and waved the banner of flanking the front and back!" Thinking that this was a conspiracy between Caroline and the Protestants, the Combine suddenly flipped the table and raised their long swords at Lord Roland, who had no intention of fighting!

"In order to show sincerity, Lord Roland has already withdrawn a large number of men and horses during the peace talks, and at this time there are only six of them and some personal guards in the city, and for safety reasons, we and the other six adults are also left in the city. So it wasn't war at all, it was a one-sided slaughter! The six knights are not opponents of thousands of troops, even if they are thousands of enemies!

"We desperately tried to open the city gates and go out to rescue us, but those religious soldiers didn't know what medicine they were taking, so they pointed the finger at us! They say that opening the gates at this time is the same as treason!! The safety of the individual should not take precedence over the safety of a city. But at that time no one remembered the decree and discipline, and we launched an assault under the leadership of the six knights to try to regain control of the city gates, however, however, ......"

Philo clutched the quilt tightly, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

"But we failed, we overestimated our strength...... Almost half of the soldiers defending the city were followers of the Holy See, chanting hymns loudly, white light like flames coming out of their bodies, one by one they were not afraid of death, forming a wall of flesh and blood, desperately trying to stop us, and we could only watch our own people fall in pools of blood one by one, while they continued to gather and raise their butcher's knives against those who surrendered in the name of "purification...... Until we were teleported out of the dungeon. ”

Philo smiled self-deprecatingly, "I followed His Excellency Roland for so long, but I didn't expect to die at the hands of my own people in the end...... Even Samuel, the unseeded fellow, saved Lord Renault's life by knocking down a soldier with his staff, and I could only watch Lord Roland being dismembered by the enemy outside the city...... I, I ......"

Fello opened his mouth, tears uncontrollably sliding down, and he was speechless for a moment.

Shireen stepped forward to hug him, gently stroked his cheek, and comforted him gently, and it took a long time for Philo to calm down.

"And what about His Majesty Charlemagne?" She asked.

"Master Roy has been with Lord Merlin, and he was sent out shortly after we released the copy. He said that His Majesty Charlemagne was assassinated on his way back to the royal capital, poisoned and died...... And he, as a mage of unknown origin, was treated as a murderer along with Merlin, who used illusion to block the enemy and forcibly send him away......"

"That'...... Will you ever go back? ”

"Go back? Where to? Philo smiled wryly and shook his head, "The dungeon is closed...... The closed beta is over, that's all, this is the end. Fuck the shit ending, I should have fucked his damn face yesterday! ”

"Brother......" Shireen grumbled and pulled his clothes,

"I know, I know...... I shouldn't have thought that about its creators, like I shouldn't have cursed Mr. Eric that day when I saw the Stoke family die at a bloody wedding...... Sorry, I just, just too committed...... I didn't expect the experience to be so immersive......" He laughed self-deprecatingly: "Desmond said that I was so funny that I greeted others with a Caroline military salute at lunch yesterday, which made people baffled......"

"That's what a beautiful story is about, it comes from our lives, but it's different from life, and ultimately broadens the breadth of our lives." Shireen smiled, rubbing his cheek. "So it's time to go to dinner, brother, that life is over, and this life is going to begin."

"Hmm."

Philo gave her sister a gentle kiss on the forehead, then stood up.

The moment he got up, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind.

"From the ...... of our lives"

He seemed to think of something.

This scene...... Déjà vu?