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Tick.

The voice is soft.

Ye Qingxuan opened his eyes and raised his hand to rub his face.

In the warm bath, the stiff body blown by the sea breeze also warms up, sleepiness emerges, and a deep sleepiness emerges.

He propped himself up, stepped out of the tub, and tore off his towel to dry himself.

Outside the door, the servant's voice rang out.

"Young master, dinner is ready. ”

"I see. ”

Ye Qingxuan changed his clothes and pushed the door out.

The servant at the door bowed his head respectfully: "The master is waiting for you in the dining room." ”

"Yes. ”

Ye Qingxuan sniffed the incense lingering in the air, and felt that his nose was a little itchy.

As the founding fathers of the country, the Lancelot family had many properties in Avalon, even in the once most prosperous Midtown, there was a large mansion in the area where every inch of land was valuable, and there were large courtyards and gardens to isolate the noise and quiet in the middle of the noise. It's so good that I don't know where to go than the remote haunted house of the Lola family.

In the past, when the previous head of the family and Ye Qingxuan's maternal grandfather was alive, Ye Qingxuan also often came here, and he still remembered the many decorations and furnishings here. My grandfather was ready to transfer it to his name on his birthday, but unfortunately, what happened later was always unexpected......

It's been more than a decade since I've been back here again.

Everything has become different.

While things are wrong, he still can't help the sense of rejection in his heart.

Without letting the servant lead the way, he made his way through the corridors and stairs to the dining room.

Due to its easy accessibility, Lancelot's banquets are often held here, and every corner of the house has been painstakingly restored and supplemented over the centuries.

There are so many precious collections that even a seemingly inconspicuous tapestry on the wall is a gift from a certain duke, or a rarity that has fetched a fortune at auction.

"It's really a big business. ”

He glanced at the huge oil painting hanging from the wall of the dining room and couldn't help but sigh softly.

To his surprise, Lancelot was alone in the dining room, and his daughter Christine did not return.

Compared with other nobles who have dozens of biological sons and daughters and countless illegitimate children, the lineage of the Lancelot family, which inherits two round table armors at the same time, can be called thin.

It can be said that the successive generations have been passed down several times, and they have even been almost cut off.

It is precisely because of this that the bloodline is so cherished, even if it is an illegitimate child, it will never be left out.

The wife of the head of the previous generation gave birth to a son and a daughter, which is already an accident within an accident. And Lancelot of this generation has only one daughter, and his wife died young, and he is riddled with old diseases.

If Ye Qingxuan is not counted, the Lancelot family is afraid that there are only two father and daughter.

In terms of pure inheritance, it has reached the most dangerous edge.

After Ye Qingxuan took a seat, the servant served dinner, a simple style, not a large amount, but delicate enough, just enough to satisfy the appetite.

Lancelot didn't speak, and Ye Qingxuan didn't take the initiative to speak.

The silent dinner was soon over.

The servant removed the plate and served the tea.

In the dim soft light, Lancelot took another cup of hot water, and after taking a few pills, his face looked much better.

Through the swirling water vapor rising from the teacup, Lancelot groaned for a moment and made a sound.

"I know you're wondering what has happened these days, why Avalon, which has been preparing for this war for a hundred years, has fallen to this point......

I have no intention of hiding this from you.

After all, you have come back here to save this country, and you should know all this. ”

He stared at Ye Qingxuan, looking at his eyes, his expression became bitter and complicated: "Time starts from half a month ago, from the night when Leviathan is about to enter the recovery stage......

-

Half a month ago

In the dark sky, the rain was pouring in.

The icy rain fell endlessly from the sky, covering the lonely city on the sea, and crushing the weak lights in the city.

On the very top floor of Avalon, the Royal Palace faces the dead sea in the distance.

At the highest point of the throne hall, on the heavy throne, through the open gate and the torrential rain, the line of sight could sweep over the wide square and the distance, and fall straight down to sea.

"It's raining. ”

The sleepy emperor on the throne woke up from a long sleep, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the black clouds on the sea and the thunder and lightning galloping, so a trace of relief appeared in the green pupils.

"Finally, is it coming?"

"Exactly. ”

Under the throne, Lancelot bowed his head, he held on to his crutches, his face expressionless. In the heavy sound of rain outside the door, just staring at the round table that was placed in the center of the hall.

Above the round platform is a square prism, like a work of art made by the best glassmakers, whose steel core looks clear and transparent, through which you can see the raindrops falling into the square.

But just above the transparent prism, it is now covered by wisps of blood vessels.

It was as if it had come to life, and the veins were pulsating like living creatures breathing.

The delicate blood vessels branching off from the main branches spread out in the air, like the roots of a tree, waving in the light song.

"The king and his accomplices took the empress captive and imprisoned her in a dream......

Where should we wander when we have the power? Roar, thousands of hands, hang the sails high! Pull, thief and beggar, we will have eternal ......life."

The song came from the prism.

It was broken flesh.

When the broken piece of flesh was sealed, it was only the size of a tail finger, but now, it has eroded the steel, growing and growing in the seal, turning into a blurred face.

A few months ago, that face was just a blur of flesh and blood, vaguely resembling a woman.

But now, that face has grown, with full facial features, slightly closed eyes, and the corners of the mouth curled, as if sleeping in a sweet dream.

When his lips open and close slightly, he sings a hallucinatory song.

The song is alive, like a spirit, piercing through layers of walls and torrential rain, echoing between the sea and the sky, calling for the arrival of demons in the distance.

That face was so delicate, with a neutral beauty between men and women, it seemed to be soft, it seemed to be strong, it seemed to be angry, and it seemed to smile.

If you look at it from every other angle, the results will be completely different.

The only thing that is the same is that it is full of inhuman magic.

In that soft chant, the queen got up from her throne, walked in, stared at the face in the crystal, and for a long time, whispered: "After all these years, it must be very lonely, right? ”

No one responded.

So Elizabeth reached out and tried to hold the crystal prism up.

"Your Majesty. Lancelot stepped forward, looked at her, and shook his head, "No." ”

Elizabeth smiled, her palm touching the prism, so softly, as if to caress the face.

Countless veins as fine as fluff stretched out in an instant, like greedy roots, entangled in her hands, wanting to take root and sprout. However, the crimson dragon power erupted from the slender body, obviously the power of the same origin, but it was violent as if it wanted to destroy everything in the world.

Just staring, I feel a tingle.

Just touch it, and you will be destroyed.

The veins evaporated, severed, and contracted back into the crystal, and the face twitched, and the eyelids fluttered as if they were about to wake up from a nightmare.

"I really envy you, after so many years, you haven't aged at all, and you are as beautiful as ever. ”

Elizabeth held the prism and looked at the face, her eyes became complicated and sad: "It must be very painful......, right?

Still no one responded.

Lancelot fell to his knees and pleaded again: "Your Majesty, Leviathan will wake up, we are running out of time. ”

"Let me see him again. ”

Elizabeth held the prism in her arms and looked at the sleeping face: This is my uncle, Lancelot.

This is the sixteenth person to be sacrificed by the blood of this sin made by the previous emperor...... The one-of-a-kind Prince of Thames.

You know, he was my father's youngest brother, and when I was born, he was only three years older than me. He died when he was thirteen, but he spent seven years with me before that.

I can even remember the tone of his voice, soft, like a girl...... He used to hold me and take care of me, like my brother.

His dragon's blood was far superior to that of any other people, and that was why he became a sacrifice and died at the hands of my father.

- Now that I am the Emperor, it is my turn to be the one responsible for killing him. ”

Lancelot was silent.

It's a royal disgrace and a secret that Anglo can't let anyone know.

Decades ago, Leviathan should have awakened for the sixth time, and it was the death of the Prince of Thames that delayed this day to this day. The Dragon's Blood Descendants were made into sacrifices and brutally burned to ashes......

Seal the inexhaustible remains of the fire in iron, scatter the ashes into the turbid water, and return to the sea.

In order to save the country, it can only be so, and it must be so.

For a long, long time, Elizabeth closed her eyes.

In the silence, the empress, who had suffered from the curse for many years, seemed to suddenly regain her calm, a will forged by the pain of suffering.

"Sometimes, I thank this monster for its blood. ”

Elizabeth raised her eyes and stared at the rainstorm and the dark ocean beyond the throne hall: "After all, many people are dead, and I'm still alive, am I?"

Lancelot was speechless.

"Rest assured, Lancelot, I'm not that fragile yet. At least, I am the emperor of this country. There have been too many sacrifices in this war that should not have begun, and I will not tolerate my people continuing to die. ”

Elizabeth's eyes drooped, no longer weak, no longer emotional, as if turned into steel: "Now, how bad are things?"

"Everything went as expected, and the losses were acceptable. ”

Lancelot replied: "I have made contact with the provinces in the fog again, and most of the citizens have begun to take refuge in the first place, except for a few shelters that have been breached, the rest of the places can continue to hold on."

According to the plan, the 2nd Royal Fleet has been departed and sent to various places for support. The 3rd Royal Fleet is ready to defend the Inland Sea.

The First Royal Fleet has been unsealed by Stein Vault Zero, ready to be awakened at any time on your orders.

Only this time, the Heihe River is more troublesome than in previous years, and the total number currently in the pipeline is about thirty, and observers report that it continues to increase. The great demons that inhabit the various seas have also been awakened, and the evil sons of the sea have begun to multiply again.

Based on the rate at which His Excellency's wreckage grows, we speculate that the first seal will be torn off tonight, and the Leviathan will use this as the core to enter the real recovery stage......" (To be continued. )