When Ellie, who hadn't slept well all night, pushed open the door of her father's room in a daze, she saw an incomparably harmonious picture.

Dungal, whose face was still stained with tears, was leaning on his father's shoulder, looking haggard. She stared blankly at Xinluos, who was close at hand, but there was a faint satisfaction in her eyes. And Xinluo went deep into the girl's clothes, and gently stroked the little girl's thin back through the innermost underwear.

She's just too thin.

In the past, I couldn't see it in my clothes, but now I can feel it at such a close distance, and I can appreciate the girl's fragility. Through the skin, you can directly feel the ribs, and there is no softness and warmth of Ellie at all.

"It's okay, it's okay......"

Sinloth of course noticed his daughter, and he nodded slightly at Ellie, motioning for the girl to find a place to sit down, and then returned his attention to Dungar in his arms. The Count patted Dungar's weak back and gently left a kiss on her forehead.

Stockholm Syndrome -- In the East, it's for the tiger. Sinloth doesn't understand psychology, but he still understands some general truths. Dungar's mood is very delicate now, and after being ** in the consciousness space of Rosa for five whole days, the little girl's spirit has completely collapsed.

But people's survival ** is extremely strong, although it has collapsed, but it can still be reshaped. And in the process of remodeling, as agreed in the script, she naturally saw Xinloth - the little guy is young, but he is not stupid. From yesterday's conversation between Cynroth and Rosa, she already knew that this bastard in front of her was the murderer of her father's imprisonment. And for her, the unbearable five-day nightmare was also operated by the other party.

She hated him so much that she wanted to bite off his neck right now.

But she couldn't hate it.

In addition to the angry flames, there was more of a strong attachment in the chest. It seems that as long as you lie in this embrace, you don't have any worries. There is a faint smell of sunlight and grass on the earl's body, which makes people feel extremely warm and comfortable.

"It's all right...... It's all gone......"

Everything ...... How can it be! Her father's hatred, her family's hatred, and hers. How could it be so possible to cover the past with one sentence!

The girl's gaze, which had been completely relaxed, suddenly became extremely sharp under the influence of Xinluos's words. A few months ago, a girl who personally experienced the tragedy of the Imperial Navy's defeat and countless naval soldiers dying in the North Sea, how could she understand it in the way of an ordinary girl?

Dungar's eyes lit up. She struggled to straighten up, tearing Cynroth's clothes to reveal his shoulders. The girl was like a fried dog, biting at Cynroth's neck with great ferocity, as if trying to break his neck.

The count's face remained unchanged. He silently withdrew the protection of the kinetic control technique. She was a girl, and after a long period of starvation, Dungar's strength was not great. With a slight push, the Count stray her from her goal. Dungar opened a mouthful of small white teeth and bit down the earl's shoulder.

Without the protection of kinetic energy control, Xinluos's body was not much stronger than that of ordinary people. Naturally, the Count's shoulder began to bleed, and warm blood flowed down the Count's pale skin.

"Daddy!"

Seeing this, Ellie was so frightened that both golden ponytails flew up. The girl hurriedly jumped out of her chair. In a panic, he wanted to tear Dungar off his father.

"Dungal, no! How can you ...... like that?"

Sinloth shook his head and motioned for his daughter not to panic.

Dungar didn't hear it, just gritted his teeth. She closed her eyes, ready to withstand the next blow. In the past few months in Rennes, she has not had a good life, how can a little girl who does not understand anything and only has delusions in her head be able to compete with those treacherous businessmen?

After giving all the gold coins, Dungar, who has no way to survive, has to do some petty theft. These days, she really suffers.

Maybe that's why. That's why she hates Sinloth so much for taking everything away from her.

Surprisingly, though, Sinloth didn't shake him off at once. His brow furrowed, his eyes staring directly at Dungar, who was shivering as he bit him hard. But he didn't do anything, but endured in silence. After a long time, it wasn't until Sinloth's shoulders were covered in blood that Dungar finally stopped.

"Does it hurt......"

"It hurts."

On the Earl's shoulder, a blood-colored tooth mark was oozing blood. And next to this tooth print, there are still three tooth marks of some days. Dungar kept his head down. Looking at his masterpiece, there is no pleasure of revenge in his heart. She looked at Cynloth's shoulder, and for some reason her heart was sour.

After hesitating for a long time, the little girl, whose mouth was covered with blood, stretched out her tongue and, like a cat, began to lick the Count's shoulder slowly. Dungar's mouth is extremely ruthless, and the tooth marks are extremely deep, if it weren't for the fact that Xinlos had experienced a few deathmatches, I am afraid that he would really not be able to bear it.

The girl's sucking and licking didn't have much effect, and the blood kept flowing out. But the meaning of it made a smile appear on Sinloth's pale face, and as the hatred began to dissipate, a strange feeling began to dominate Dungal's heart. Of course, the girl knew that there was no point in doing it herself—except to slim Cynroth's wounds.

But the girl felt that she had to do something about it no matter what. She didn't know why she was doing it, but her body did it so naturally.

Rosa, you're such a femdom genius! That's it?

The fried girl was completely settled, and Sinlos continued to gently pat the girl's delicate back. He took the handkerchief and carefully wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. After the girl vented, she seemed to become very tired, and she snuggled up in Xinloth's arms again, and fell into a deep sleep.

"Daddy......"

Seeing that this side was finally quiet, the little fool Ellie hurriedly took out her little handkerchief and put it on her father's shoulder. However, the girl's handkerchief was not large, and it was soon soaked with blood, and the handkerchief depicting the lion eagle and snake coat of arms soon turned a terrible blood red. The girl did as she was taught in Sunday school, and managed to stop the bleeding, but she still couldn't hide the worry on her face.

"Daddy, I'm ......"

"It's alright, Ellie. It's okay. Sinloth held out his finger and put it in front of his daughter's lips, blocking her from speaking. He opened his right arm and took the little fool who looked a little flustered in his arms. It's like dealing with Dungal. Sinloth gently patted Ellie on the back, soothing her.

"It's all over, it's all right."

Xinlos was already in poor health, plus he hadn't slept all night, and now he was bleeding so much. I've been tired for a long time. After comforting her daughter slightly, she fell asleep with her in her arms.

Sinloth hugged the two little ones and slept quietly. Dungal, who was cowering in the Earl's arms, seemed to have found his heart, and his pale face wore a reassuring smile. Ellie opened her eyes wide, looking at the two people in front of her, and her heart was in a mess.

What the hell is this......

【Aili. Fanzhuo's feelings are increased by five points, morality is reduced by ten points, self-esteem is increased by five points, and charisma is increased by five points. 】

……

The richly decorated rooms were already crowded with aristocrats from all over the world. The room was unexpectedly quiet at this time. And no one spoke. It's like a pack of hungry lions, obviously drooling at their prey, but because the time has not come, they must be patient.

The nobles exchanged their gazes, as if waiting for something.

"Ahem......"

Duke Alfred, who was known for his shrewdness and ability in the past, was now an old man on the verge of death, and the completely thin old man leaned weakly on the pillow, his eyes cloudy. His gaze was as if he were looking at these clowns who were ready to rush forward to fight for his rights before he was dead, and as if he was saying his final goodbyes to this incomparably familiar world.

You damn ......

By some special means, the nobles already knew. Although His Excellency the Duke still retains some breath of life at this time, he will definitely not survive today. The early death of the eldest son, the delay of quacks, and the layers of aristocrats. The hero of the erstwhile England has been completely knocked down physically and psychologically.

The nobles looked at him with more urgency. Alfred's sons, sons-in-law, daughters, daughters-in-law, all gathered at this time. Waiting for him to announce the final order.

Of course, it's all just a cutscene. Anyway, as long as he didn't choose himself, then one of the people present would announce that the other party had falsely passed on the order of His Excellency the Duke, and then fight - His Excellency's mind is really difficult to fathom, and no one can say who he will choose as his heir.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please give way."

After waiting for a long time, an old man with a hunched back came to the duke's side with a plate covered with black velvet in both hands.

"Sir, this is what you want."

“…… Great work. ”

His Excellency looked at the loyal butler fixedly, and thanked him vaguely. After doing that, he set his eyes on the plate. The old butler understood, and immediately uncovered the plate, revealing what was underneath.

There was a commotion among the nobles, but no one wanted to provide an excuse for others to attack at this time. After a commotion, the nobles were quiet again.

Although the light in their eyes became more and more greedy.

On the plate, there are two roses in full bloom. It's just strange that one is pure white. The other one is a blazing red...... No, that's not a real flower.

It's red roses and white roses! A double rose that has been passed down from generation to generation by the Alfred family!

"Now that Edward is dead, then you have to follow the oldest rules of the family to decide who is the ruler of England! The owners of these two roses are the next head of the Alfred family! ”

I don't know where the strength came from, but Duke Alfred, who seemed to be dying at any moment, suddenly roared. He snatched the plate from the old butler's hand, exerted all his strength, and threw it at the group of nobles below.

The weight of the solid wood plate was definitely not too light, but in the face of the Duke's flying props, no one flinched at this time. The light of greed kept flashing in the nobles, and no one cared about the senseless decency at this time. The nobles tugged at each other as they pounced on the plate that was flying towards them.

Alfred's Double Rose! A symbol of England!

Let's fight, let's fight, let's fight, and then let's accompany him...... Duke Alfred was unusually weak, but his head was not broken. He can name an heir in public, but the nobles who have been kindled with the fire of greed will not retreat. What was once a help has now become a source of turmoil. Predictably. England was bound to face a very serious civil strife.

In that case, why not be willful at the end?

All his life, he fought for the rise of England. And now, he's tired. He didn't want to bother with that anymore. So...... Let's go to hell together! Even if England is reduced to ruins! You worms who dare to peep into his crown will be sent to hell by the victors!

He will be waiting for them in hell!

The Duke retracted the last of his smiles, and an incomparably heavy sleepiness began to rise in his heart. It seems to be the same as countless light sleeps in the middle of the night, no different. But the duke understood that he had fallen asleep this time. I'm afraid I'll never wake up again.

What a pity, I want to see England reign over the world...... Hmph, what about Byzantium, what about the thousand-year-old empire. The ancestor of the empire, didn't it start from the end of the world?

It's a shame I can't see it......

The breath of life kept passing, and except for the old butler, who had burst into tears at some point, no one else noticed the death of the old duke. They fought and cursed each other for the two roses of different color that had fallen to the ground.

The old duke took one last look at the beautiful world and closed his eyes contentedly. And in the last moment when his eyelids closed. A Valkyrie-like figure with a riding spear in his left hand and a divine sword in his right hand, shrouded in raging golden flames, appeared in his eyes.

The Valkyrie glanced at him with a complicated look and joined the race for the roses.

This is...... Arian Hurd?

How could his daughter ......

Ah, forget it...... This world is really interesting......

……

"Let's go!"

Luciola snorted, and the dancer twisted his waist and knocked a knight who suddenly appeared at her side into the air.

There are only two roses, but there are dozens of nobles in the room. The nobles who were pushed aside, but were unwilling to become losers, naturally remembered their loyal knights. It's just facing the Sunshine Knight who suddenly entered the field. The nobles were all a little confused.

But Arian Heard did not hesitate, she only had one chance, and she must not waste the opportunity that Luciola created for her. After riding a spear to pick off a few guys who were in the way, the blonde woman had a pure white rose in her mouth. With a wave of her hands, she slashed through the wall with a sword and slashed out from the third floor of Alfred's castle.

"Lord Arian Hurd, over here! Fast! ”

Du Barry, who had been waiting outside the castle for a long time, was in the spotlight, and she and the two female knights drew their bows and arrows to delay the pursuers behind her, and helped her onto the horses that had been prepared.

A rose was snatched. The nobles were clearly in a state of rage. Some of the nobles still commanded their men to snatch the red rose, while others led their troops to chase after Arian Hurd.

Arien Hurd didn't make a move, and she jumped on her horse in silence. The knight, who originally cherished the war horse, did not care about the situation of sitting down and loving to ride, and the sword of victory slashed on the horse's buttocks, and the war horse that had eaten through it immediately galloped.

The three of them saw that Arian Heard had run away, but the pursuers were close at hand. They smiled and looked at Luciola, who had also not left.

"Well, let's go too."

Before the witch could finish speaking, a blue magic array had already unfolded around the four of them.

……

I don't know how long she ran wildly, but luckily she finally reached the predetermined location before the mount died. In front of the hidden cave, the galloping horse fell violently, and the female knight suddenly fell off her horse and rolled into a ball, and finally stopped her advance.

"What a mess, Miss Alfred."

A gentle male voice rang in Arian Heard's ears, and the female knight looked up to see that it was Blubran looking at her with concern. As he said, the female knight, who even had her dazzling blonde hair mixed with withered grass at this time, was indeed embarrassed.

"But it's all worth it...... Damn, who the hell designed it, this rose can't even pass through the portal. ”

Arian Hurd didn't seem to be in a bad mood at this point, she took the kettle from Blublan's hand and drank it in one gulp.

"Maybe it's for anti-theft reasons, who knows?"

Count Lori shrugged his shoulders and looked very indifferent. While the two were talking, the robed figures slowly walked out of the cave.

Seeing the familiar faces, a slight smile appeared on Arian Hurd's face: "God help me, Duke William has rushed back to Normandy in the starry night because of Matilda's matter...... The most dangerous opponent has left the game early, and now I have grabbed the rose again, so what is the next plan...... Roland, how are you preparing over there? ”

Hearing Arian Hurd's question, Roland, who was originally shrunk at the end of the crowd and was biting a golden bump in his mouth, nodded at her: "Very perfect pure gold, just like the real thing." If Merope hadn't told me beforehand...... There is still a time limit for the gold that Nanorka's little guy refines, but you ...... Not to mention anything else, with these ten tons of gold, plus your and my face, there is no problem at all in inviting those old fellows. ”

"It's not that powerful, although the Golden Witch's talent can allow me to directly refine into real gold, but the total number is limited...... Now it's all my strength. ”

Meloppe, who has green hair and golden eyes, is wearing a strange restraint suit, like a dancing god, with red cheeks and a whisper defending herself. However, none of the people present cared about this, and just cast a kind look at her.

The green-haired girl's face grew redder and redder.

"Then, all the conditions have been met." Just as everyone was enjoying themselves, a cold voice sounded in the crowd. Priest Wiseman...... No, it's the bishop now. Dressed in a crisp white robe, he came to the middle of the crowd: "Have the Duke of Lancaster and the Duke of York been killed...... It's a shame, but it's to be expected. Everything is going according to plan, it's time for the next step......"

"Miss Joachim, Novatis, Joker, shall we begin our plans?" (To be continued.) )

PS: I originally wanted to replicate the Wars of the Roses in history, but considering the lessons of the sea cats, I messed up. And also...... Starting point, you have lost my full attendance again