Sharp fangs pierced into the skin, blood running down Sheila's neck.

She couldn't make a sound anymore, her cries were deformed into hoarse whirring sounds because she was bitten by the throat, she struggled desperately, but Rogers' hands were as hard to break free as iron tongs, her struggle was useless, her eyes were fixed on Doyle, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Doyle let out a frantic roar and rushed over like crazy, only to be kicked in the lower abdomen by Rogers, and the whole person flew out, the strength of the blood clan was already huge, Doyle ate this, and the ribs in his abdomen were obviously a little sunken, and a rib was broken.

This rib was later made into a staff by her.

Sheila ...... Sheila!!! ”

She screamed and vomited blood, but Sheila's struggle slowly weakened, her outstretched hand towards Doyle slowly drooped, her eyes gradually dimmed, and the moment Rogers let go, she collapsed to the ground like a dead body, and the dull sound of her body hitting the ground almost deafened Doyle.

This is the death of a friend, and there is no room for recovery, and it is all because she harmed Sheila.

The passage of time in the scene froze, and Sheila, who fell to the ground motionless, and Rogers, who was disappointed, and herself who was crying heartbreakingly, all stopped moving, like an old photograph.

Only Doyle can move.

If she hadn't gotten along with Sheila, Sheila wouldn't have died.

Doyle thought silently in his heart, and at this moment, Sheila, who had fallen to the ground and died behind her, twisted her limbs and struggled to stand up from the ground, Doyle turned her head to look at Sheila who looked like a living corpse, and sighed.

"It ended up like this."

"Multi-...... Doyle? ”

Walking towards her with a completely unreasonable movement, the dreamer saw the owner of the dream, Doyle knew that it was all his imagination, Sheila was long dead, but Sheila's resentment was still kept in her heart, in the form of nightmares.

"It's been a long time since I've seen Sheila." Doyle greeted calmly.

Sheila continued on, and then walked up to Doyle, her eyes began to bleed with tears, and finally the blood seemed to spurt out of it, and her flat lower abdomen bulged out, as if the process of pregnancy had been greatly accelerated.

The scene was not just weird, it was terrifying.

But Doyle watched it all with a blank face, and she knew what the lines Sheila was going to say next, which she had heard countless times in her dreams.

"Hey! Doyle...... If...... If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have died, would I? ”

“……”

"If I hadn't defended you while they laughed at you, those boys...... You won't do these disgusting things to me, will you? ”

As she spoke, Sheila's lower body began to bleed, and then the twisted baby fell to the ground screaming as if her eardrums were about to be pierced.

"It's all you, it's all you, it's all you......"

Muttering to herself, like a spell, her ugly and fearful face getting closer and closer, Doyle remained motionless, staring into the other's eyes, knowing that it was just a resentment in her heart against Sheila's guilt.

What those disgusting boys did to Sheila, Sheila didn't mention a word, she just silently endured and buried it in her heart, if she didn't happen to know, then she would always think that Sheila's pregnancy was just a blood arrangement.

If he didn't get along with Sheila so well, then Rogers wouldn't want to kill her, that guy just wanted to make himself miserable, she was the only one who suffered, but because she coveted the joy of friendship, she pulled the innocent and gentle Sheila into the abyss.

All the men who had hurt Sheila had been killed by the time she gained control of the Stone House, as had Rogers, who, after she had captured the immortal body, had been impaled through the heart and dragged to the sun to burn out in the sun.

But that's not enough......

That's not enough......

My dear friend, there shouldn't be just such a small sacrifice......

I'm going to bury her whole life's suffering—all of it.

The first one should be the Bloodline.

Doyle sighed as he stared at Sheila, who had become ugly from her own twisting.

"I'm sorry Sheila, you shouldn't have been like this, you've always been so gentle, even when you die at the end of the day, you'll only cry...... If you could resent me, wouldn't be greater. ”

If you can, please don't look at me with pity when you die, Sheila......

A wind blew, everything was blurred, the dream became white, only in the far distance, a gentle voice kept calling like persuasion—Doyle, Doyle......

Open your eyes, familiar ceiling.

Stretching out her fingertips to feel the magic in the air, she knew what time it was.

In the end, I didn't sleep long, but it was a rare good dream, if I didn't dream of her again, I almost forgot what I got to where I am today.

……

"Teacher, why is this happening? Why doesn't my father understand me?! ”

"Your Majesty, as long as you work hard, you will definitely gain the understanding of the Grand Duke."

"Impossible! I've worked hard, but isn't the people's lives getting better now? What did I do wrong, and he was going to do this to me? ”

"Although the people's lives are on the right track again, but without the Kas Bay run by the demons, the production of the empire is indeed a little slow, I have to say that the Kas Bay's encouragement policy for laborers is perfect, we can try to use the agents of Kas Bay at that time."

"But...... Isn't that run by demons? Atifan was still a little hesitant.

"No problem, what the demons have used is not necessarily bad, if you can rebuild Kas Bay, then the productivity of the empire will be raised to the original level again, presumably by that time, the Grand Duke will recognize you." Doyle is a good follower.

Atifan hesitated for a moment, then nodded vigorously: "Yes! ”

"Very well, you are becoming more and more kingly."

Doyle smiled incomprehensibly.

In the evening, the residence of the Grand Duke of the Empire welcomed a distinguished guest.

But to the Grand Duke, this was not a respectable guest, although it was not known how he had tricked his dear brother, but Bag would never do such a thing, and Doyle was the most suspicious, the last time he was caught inexplicably, and he was released inexplicably, Bag did not tell him a single detail of it.

And now, the woman is holding her son hostage.

What kind of king can a child be?

Presumably, Doyle chose Atifan because she sensed that she distrusted her, and Atifan was easier to control.

What is this demonic woman here for this time?