Chapter 873: Dragon Slayer Warrior and His Little Followers (3)
Of course, the dragon slaying male protagonist of the upgraded stream naturally has a lot of nobles around him, and soon Grace was targeted and infinite, saying that he was communicating with foreign enemies.
Her fiancé divorced her, and in the end things got a big deal!
In the end, everyone knew that Grace was a delicate person who had never even been out of the royal city, and in the end she was only secretly executed, and Hill and the male protagonist set off to slay the dragon.
The old earl, because he had been targeted by the crown prince and some other forces at this time, finally died depressed after receiving the news of Hill's death from his opponent.
After sorting out this information, Grace suddenly lay on the bed and let out a long sigh, this is really not easy, things have twists and turns.
Unconsciously, she closed her eyes slightly, and fell into a deep sleep, in which she dreamed that she was in a dungeon where no one was.
The ground was full of snakes, insects, rats and ants, and not only that, but she had not eaten for three days, huddled in a corner and shivering.
Inside this dungeon, people are usually held for serious crimes, and no one here can get out alive.
In other words, everyone here has been sentenced to death, and they will soon see the world again.
Grace still couldn't believe that she was going to be executed by the crown prince, as if she thought it was just a joke on her, and would let her go in a few days.
But this is just an excuse she made for others, the matter is already a foregone conclusion, and she will not escape death.
At this time, in this dungeon as silent as death, the smell of dampness came to my face.
Suddenly, a beam of light came in not far away, and Grace climbed to the iron railing in shock, and stared at the light with a pair of hopeful eyes.
Down a viscount with a hot meal in his hand.
"Didn't my father ask you to let me out!" With a twinkle in her eyes and a look of hope on her face, Grace looked expectantly at the man in the intricately illustrated warrior uniform.
"This is your last dinner, tomorrow morning is the time for execution, please eat well!" The man handed the food through the gap in the railing.
Looking at the dirty woman in front of him, there was no expression in his eyes, and he couldn't blame herself.
After all, it represents glory for the matter of slaying dragons, although he doesn't know what this woman has done wrong, but the power of the nobles cannot be underestimated.
The power behind them is even more formidable, so no one dares to resist the strength of those big nobles for her.
Even her father could not do anything to protect her, so he could only watch as this daughter was silently executed.
Grace suddenly sat down on the ground, this was her last dinner! Executions will begin tomorrow morning.
This means that tomorrow she will see her again in this world!
She was unwilling, she didn't do anything, why did it end up like this.
But it's just for the safety of my family, why? Why is this happening? Just because they are princes and nobles, can they frame people like this?
Two lines of tears, silently sliding past the end of her eyes, down her cheeks and into her ears, the cold touch made her unconscious.
A pair of smart eyes were already blank at the moment, just staring at the top of the cell quietly, it was pitch black.
There are also some mottled rust on it, apparently in disrepair, and in some places it has shed large pieces of ash.
This night, she kept her eyes open until dawn, and when she heard the sound of the door opening again, she was indifferent, and her whole body was cold.
There is also a dry feeling in her eyes, which is caused by not resting after opening her eyes for a long time, and not only that, but her eyeballs are full of red bloodshots.
The door was opened by two soldiers who lifted him from the ground, and then two men carried him to the place of execution, and there was no one here.
The voice was extremely quiet, Grace did not struggle or cry, as if she had already recognized the world, and was at their mercy.
The sky is gray, like a child who is holding down this emotion, not knowing when it will cry, which makes people feel dull and frightened.
At the moment of execution, Grace suddenly opened her eyes, stared at the day, and suddenly said: "If there is an afterlife, I will definitely come back, I am not reconciled to ......"
Before she could finish her sentence, blood splattered from her neck, and her whole body stopped at that moment.
"Boom!" Suddenly, a thunderbolt fell from the sky and slammed into the head of Grace's phone.
The soldiers next to him were frightened by this sudden thunderstorm and hurriedly hid away, and the sky that was still gloomy just now suddenly rained heavily at this moment.
The raindrops fell heavily on the ground, washing away Grace's blood, and no one dared to approach her corpse, because the rain was so heavy that it came suddenly, and it hit her like a knife, and they planned to wait for the rain to stop before dealing with it.
"Ahh
Grace awoke from her dream, fine beads of sweat on her forehead, and gasped for air when she woke up looking into the dark room.
"Boom......" At this moment, there was a thunderous sound outside the window, and Grace hurriedly covered the quilt and shrank into the quilt.
"It's okay, it turned out to be a dream, but this dream doesn't seem to be a dream!" Grace muttered to herself.
Then she thought about it carefully, as if this was what happened at the moment when the original owner died, but she didn't expect that she actually dreamed of a bloody scene.
That scene will never be forgotten, deeply engraved in her heart! She knew that the unwillingness of the original owner was still attached to her.
"Don't worry, this time, it won't be like that again!" Grace spoke into the darkness, a flash of determination in her eyes.
Now his identity is just a little princess, and there is no difference between his title of princess and whether he has or not.
Because it is a title that has been passed down from their family era, and it is also the great achievements of their ancestors.
But with the decline of the family little by little, this princess was forgotten, and not too many people cared.
Even the princes and nobles scoffed at this title, which once represented glory, now humiliation.
And this time she fell into the water and was in a coma for three days and three nights, if it weren't for the old earl, who had always doted on her, to beg the crown prince, the crown prince would be willing to let the senior doctor come and see.
Otherwise, he doesn't know if he is awake or unconscious now, but Grace knows that this time he is afraid that the help will have left, and he also took this opportunity to enter this body, which is too young to withstand his toss.
After thinking about it for a moment, my head hurt, and a feeling of exhaustion hits me, and my stomach growls again.