The new king's head rolled down the steps. Probably no one thought it would end so quickly. But Laurie's heart is calm,

"The old king is dead, long live the new king. He said sarcastically. The new king's fallen skull was studded with a pair of eyes of disbelief, maybe he didn't think Laurie would hurt him, at least not so directly, or rather, he couldn't, but Laurie had been wandering outside of Tara for twenty years, twenty years could turn a teenager into a wine barrel, and of course his heart would be as hard as steel, and as they say, he had madness, and a madman wouldn't look too far ahead.

"We will not support a murderer of kings to become king. A minister said after a long silence.

"I'm not going to be a king either. "Perhaps any of you will be better off as king," Laurie said, "than me, and my father, of course, except for you, Earl," he said, turning to the pale brother of the Queen (now the Queen Mother) who did not dare to act rashly because of the mage and Laurie, and a powerful fire elemental creature,

"I think you're going to be judged. ”

"What crime have I committed?" said the Earl, and though the people hated the god of conspiracy and his followers, no one would be guilty of being a priest of a god anyway: "Because I am loyal to my king?" You're still so good at prevarication, but that's okay, a secular court can't judge a priest, but the followers of the gods don't, no, maybe I'm wrong, it's not a judgment, it's a war, the war you provoked and started, they're waiting for you, my lord. ”

"As for you," Laurie looked at the Queen Mother, who had mistaken him for a deep affection for her, and then he realized that he might be wrong, not that her father was so desperate to love her that he ignored her terrible crimes and chaotic thoughts, but that she loved her father in spite of it, even at the expense of her sister and son, but in fact, she probably loved no one, from his father to her son, who, after the new king's head fell, cried out for the holy name of the conspiracy god Ciric, and it was evident that she was saddened by the fact that she could not continue to serve the evil god compared to her dead husband and son。

Laurie bent forward slightly, his hands resting on his back, for the robe given by the new king was beautiful, but it had no magical protection, the flames consumed most of the fabric, and his back was exposed to everyone, and anyone could see the magical tattoo, and of course they could also see it, as Laurie chanted the incantation and pierced his fingernails into the emblem's face, his face was twisted by pain and blood loss, and the skeleton on the emblem was soaked in blood into a deep crimson and trembled like a creature, and an indescribable scream pierced people's ears, but none of this prevented Laurie from removing the whole piece of blood from the skin that had been tattooed with the emblem (from the shoulder blades to the thoracic vertebrae), and the king's eldest son held the skin and stared at it for a moment.

"You have given me," he said, throwing the skin in front of the Queen Mother.

"Now I'll give it back to you. He tried a lot of ways to get rid of the tattoo, until the black-haired dragonborn from Grenada gave him a spell to undo the spell, and if he wanted to, he could slowly erase it with a softer way that wouldn't hurt him, but Laurie suddenly didn't want to, so let everything get a result today- His vision gradually blurred, and he finally fell to the ground, no one dared to go over to check his life and death, and before the mage who was willing to support the king's eldest son moved, the queen mother suddenly jumped up, her hand flashing with the cold glint of a dagger.

———————————————————————————————————————————————————————————— if Laurie killed the new king, whether his accusation is true or not, once he claims to be the king of Tara, there will be many people who will attack him, and he does have many weaknesses, such as the queen mother and her brother have denied that he was legitimate, he was banished, he was deprived of his family name and inheritance by the dead king, his reputation is not good, he left Tara, and abandoned his obligations for nearly twenty yearsHe hadn't seen a single day in Tara for twenty years, and even though his friends confirmed that he was the king's eldest son, and the new king had admitted that he was his long-lost brother, there were still doubts about whether he was Laurie.

Not to mention, although the Queen Mother's brother had been proven to be a high-ranking priest of Ciric, and the Queen Mother was also a believer in the conspiracy god, no one could judge them for their beliefs - the Queen Mother was placed under house arrest by several ministers after the attempted assassination of Laurie, and Laurie was also semi-imprisoned in a tall tower- His friends, along with a few ministers who thought he was not guilty of death (after all, the new king had been proven to be a monster made by magic), helped him find the priests of Rosada, who examined Laurie's body, and he was not in good condition, the magical tattoo on the back of the king's eldest son was not just a tattoo, or rather, it was more like a slow and subtle sacrifice, and Laurie was the sacrifice- If it hadn't been attached to Laurie for that long, and Laurie had used his power, then the white-robed might still have a way to expel its influence on Laurie— The problem is that over time, the evil elements of the tattoo have been deeply engraved in the body and then polluted the soul, and Laurie has also ignorantly borrowed the power of the tattoo when he wandered outside, although he is not a believer in Ciric, and does not recognize him, but once he reaches out to the god of conspiracy, it means that he already belongs to Ciric.

After the tattoo, he felt a burning pain in his spine as soon as he approached Rosada's temple and sanctuary, and because of this, Rosada would not accept him, but he also rejected Ciric, and not only would he surely die, but he would also face a terrible and desperate consequence, that is, if he went to the Mourning Wasteland, he would immediately be seized by the incarnation of Ciric, and what awaited him was the never-ending torture of this strange-minded, small-minded god, like any soul who dared to disobey and reject the Prince of the Dark Sun and unfortunately fall into his hands。

The priests of Rosada were worried, but they could not stay here for long - although the Queen Mother was under house arrest, her brother had broken into the court of Tara with the notoriety of Ciric, and several ministers who tried to stop him and question about the old king were cursed and hurt - and they were in urgent need of treatment from the white-robed people.

"The Count has rebelled. "A knight hastily sent a letter asking for help, and then the ministers were shocked to find that the followers of the Prince of the Dark Sun had stretched their tentacles to every part of Tara like moss spreading in the shadows under the trees, and that there were more lords and lords who had raised troops with the Queen Mother's brother than they had thought, and in their camp there were far more warlocks and evil priests than they could possibly raise, and their soldiers and horses might not be as many as those of the neighboring realms, but they had slaves, and potions that could make them ignore pain and death, and the pre-dawn offensive was like a dark tide that swallowed all the rebels at once。

By the time the ministers received the letter, three lords and knights had been killed, five had surrendered, and they, along with their knights and soldiers, were being dragged to the royal court.

The only good news is that the Earl's realm is still some distance from the royal court, and the Count will face no less than seven sniping snipers - all of them are devout followers of the god of the morning light, and the priests of Rosada rush to their territory, first, to ensure that there will be no more spies and rebels like the Count and the Old King, and second, to unite them and choose a leader among the seven people, who will also become the new king of Tara after repelling the rebellion of the believers of Ciric.

—————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————— the horse under the count's crotch moved uneasily, and the queen mother's brother knew that the sensitive creature was worried about the evil energy that remained in him, but just like him and the horse, which was also a cruel master who had the ability and power to do whatever he wanted, he pressed his hand on his chest, and the place where his heart was silent, for him, he had failed three timesThe first was the battle between the Sanctuary and the Temple in Rosada, although it was an unplanned war, but defeat was a humiliation that the god could not tolerate, even if the Count repeatedly justified that he had killed the senior priest and his chief disciples, as well as many believers and priests, and the second time was the old king who was resurrected with the body of his son, which was their real plan, the body of the new king would be the best disguise, and it was also the handle of the old king, in order to ensure that he could continue to have a healthy and young body, the human would bow down to them, obey their orders, and not hesitate as beforeThey have a series of arrangements in place to defile the sanctuary and temple of the god of morning light and other good gods through the supreme ruler of Tara, and let it spread like poison falling into pure water.

But even the Earl didn't expect Laurie to kill the new king in such a reckless way- He didn't care about his own life, nor did he covet the power at his fingertips, let alone his reputation, he was like a child who refused to play chess, he brutally overturned the chessboard, and the only way for the count to save himself was to make himself king, but he also knew very well that the priests and allies of Rosada would never want to see this scene, and they would definitely elect a convincing spokesperson to step on his failed head to become the new king of Tara; 。

Well, he also regretted that even if he didn't want the king to get what he wanted easily, he could have detained Laurie or stripped him of his consciousness— He really thought so, but the king didn't seem to think so, the count didn't quite understand, but the king, perhaps, he said, it was just a guess, maybe he didn't want to be young and healthy, he still had some kinship with his firstborn son, he banished Laurie, but the ball of thread in his hand never let him and the queen know.

—————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————— Laurie was alone in his room, he had already met his wife, who would be sent by the priest of Rosada to the territory where the main temple was located, and settled down as an ordinary, widow with a little wealth, and her and their children would be under the watchful eye of the priests and paladins of Rosada, and live a peaceful and prosperous life, and his children, if they inherited the blood of the devil, became a warlockPastors will also look for him a reliable, good or neutral mentor, and if not, he will also receive a good and well-educated teacher.

"It's cold. He grunted, but his voice was so low that it was almost inaudible, and he didn't want anyone else to hear it, and he didn't want to see pity or fear in the eyes of others more than cold, thank you, he felt that his life was not very long, but it was not too bad— He was well cared for as a toddler and child, and when he left the royal court and was banished, all his gifts made him a warlock, so that he did not die in the mouths of wild beasts, or sold into slavery, or died at the hands of thieves, and later he met his wife, and now he had children—his question was answered, although it was not what he wanted, his mission had been accomplished, his life was colorful, and there was nothing to regret or nostalgia for.

He couldn't help but think of his father, the king, and how he remembered how the once strong and majestic man had put him on the pony, how he had passed his glass to him, and what he had thought as he looked at himself.

He made two lives, Laurie, and Laurie's brother, whom Laurie never even looked at - it is said that it was a young man who was shy because of a long illness, but had a gentle temperament, but he was dead, and his soul was extracted from his body during the ritual, and he must have been filled with fear, confusion, and hatred, and he could see his father resurrected in his own body and take possession of his life and future?

What did my father think, human life is always short, and every human should be prepared for old age and death, but he doesn't seem to think so, and for this he does not hesitate to snatch the life of his two sons, first Laurie's brother, then Laurie.

When the king died, he would have been furious when he stood in the mourning wasteland, but Laurie only thought it was funny, he had only enjoyed less than three days of new life, but it was for him and his family to be completely destroyed, and Tara would have a new king, but that king would no longer have anything to do with their family.

Thinking of this, Laurie couldn't help but laugh, ah, his back didn't seem to hurt so much...... He knew that he was going to die, that he would lose all the senses of a living person, and he tried not to let himself think about what would happen next, perhaps, he should run to a devil, and even if he became food for the mouths of the creatures of the abyss, it must be better than falling into the hands of Ciric.