Ernest stared at Swain, there was a rare lack of killing intent in his eyes, only a cold light flashed in those eyes.

"You're right about one thing, it's time to put an end to this. Ernest tossed the pistol to Sophia, then slowly drew his sword, "What doesn't belong to you, from this sword onwards, will no longer be defiled by you!"

"Defilement? Swain turned his gaze to Sophia, "You go back to your room first." ”

"No, sir. Sophia shook her head and looked at her brother very firmly, "I want to see the end here." ”

Both Sven and Ernest set their eyes on Sophia, and both men understood that Sophia was ready to witness her father and brother kill each other.

"Then you go to the other side of the hallway. Swain granted his sister's request, "I have already instructed that the guards of the palace will not come, and that I will personally solve this problem that has been delayed for too long." ”

Sophia nodded, looking at her brother's gaze, although she was a little worried, she nodded obediently and retreated to the other side.

Swin and Ernest turned his gaze to the other again.

"I don't think you're here just to settle a feud with me. Swain's hands were behind his back, and there was still no expression on his face, "What conspiracy have you prepared, or is it that someone like you has ended up being in the same league as that madman from Threcy?"

"You don't know anything. Ernest held his sword sideways, the blade hanging downward, "Do you know what you are?

"And what do you see?" Sven slowly moved his steps with his hands behind his back, "what do you think of yourself?"

"That's ......" Ernest half-raised his sword, straddling it across his waist.

"You can't see it!"

As Ernest's words fell, he charged, slashing his sword straight at Sven's neck.

Sven took half a step back, dodging Ernest's sword, and even though the attack was already in front of him, Sven didn't take his hand out of his back.

Ernest naturally noticed this, and he was wary of Sven's hand behind his back, and he kept his distance from the opponent while using his sword with his backhand.

Sven dodged Ernest's backhand sword in a bit of embarrassment, and took two steps back, but Ernest's offensive did not stop at all, and immediately followed, continuing to draw his sword.

Sven continued to dodge, even though Ernest's sword was in danger, but he just wouldn't take his hands out of his back.

Not only Ernest, but even Sophia, who was worried about her brother, probed her head curiously and looked behind her brother.

"What tricks are you playing again?" Ernest slashed down with his sword, and although Sven dodged it, he also took off a piece of his sleeve, "If you really want to solve our current grievances, be honest, you can't solve any problems by hiding." ”

Sven stopped and stepped back, facing Ernest, a rare sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"Well, as you wish. ”

Ernest kept an eye on Swain's wrist while keeping a distance of four or five paces from Swain, a distance where he could make sure he had enough time to react, but not too far away to get into Swain's side again.

Sven's hand came out from behind him, but to Ernest's surprise, Swain didn't have anything in his hand.

This made Ernest stunned for a moment, he glanced at Swain, and then immediately reacted. This was clearly a ruse on Swaine's part, and he was trying to get Ernest's attention, so that Ernest kept an eye on what Swain was hiding behind him, and didn't think about anything else.

Ernest immediately turned around, but unfortunately it was a little late.

Sophia was holding the gun and was already aimed at Ernest.

"You've been planning it a long time ago?" Ernest finally understood, "You've been planning this from the beginning? Saying that the guards of Tiamat Palace won't come and let you go to the other side of the corridor, are you already signaling him when you met me, and you've already let him come?"

Sophia didn't have any expression on her face, as if she wasn't facing her father.

"In the end, the one who can't see all this clearly is yourself, Father. ”

Ernest sighed.

"It seems that we don't see each other clearly. ”

Ernest stared at his daughter, his eyes full of sadness.

"It's that we've been apart for so long that we don't know each other like this. ”

"Nope. ”

Sven's voice interrupted Ernest's emotion, and there was even a sneer on the corner of his mouth, which was very rare to show the smugness on his face.

"It's you who never want to know us, it's you who blind yourself. ”

Ernest looked at the muzzle of the gun in Swain's hand and snorted disdainfully.

"So, do you see clearly? You see yourself clearly, you see clearly...... Me?"

Sven frowned, and he heard something else in Ernest's words.

"Tell me, what is the purpose of your coming to the palace of Tiamat, and is Yolo taken by you from captivity?"

The corners of Ernest's mouth twitched, and he seemed to smile.

"Look with your eyes, what can you see?"

Sven stared at Ernest closely, neither he nor Ernest were good at laughing, so it was difficult for Sven to detect anything in this smile when he saw it.

"Brother, Elder Brother!" Sophia's exclamation drew Sven's attention, "Look at the Imperial Hall!"

Sven turned his face slightly and looked at the hallway window, but he kept one eye on Ernest as well.

The Imperial Hall was brightly lit at this moment, and the Hall of Glory next to it almost became the two bright eyes of Tiamat Palace.

Who's where? That was the first thought that came to Swain's mind.

And to this question, he immediately had an answer.

"Who's helping you?" Swain asked, turning his face to look at Ernest, "who helped you get Yolo and them there?"

Ernest looked at Swain indifferently and did not answer.

Sven flicked the trigger, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes faintly hinting at his annoyance.

"You infiltrated the palace of Tiamat and kidnapped Beria's heirs, plus Alexei and Paul, who were taken away by Thressi, and you almost controlled the direct line of the Giang family. And now, you're trying to use these signs to fight me? No, you don't have the ability. ”

"Then try it. Ernest was unmoved, "Just like you can play tricks, I won't bet all my fate on a duel with you." ”

"So?" Swain turned, the guards had arrived, and he didn't have to pay all his attention to Ernest anymore, "So, you're really just that, and although you say it nicely, you're just as little as you play tricks, and no matter how much you pretend to be disgusted with those things, you can't do without them, and you must use them, because that's what this age demands of you, that's what society has imposed on you." ”

Ernest stared at Sven's back, the corners of his mouth turned up, but the corners of his eyes grew deeper.

"Are you scared? You have realized that you are not in the same situation? Look at how the world is against you, you are such a wrong existence, from the beginning, you have been cursed by this world!"

Swain ignored Ernest, he just walked straight towards the Imperial Hall, his steps were very straight, as he was going, without pause, without hesitation, without turning.

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The little prince Yolo sat on the throne of Midletus I, which of course was not of his own volition, and from the beginning of his sensibility, Yolo had been taught the etiquette of the court, especially the taboos that were not to be violated.

Thresy stayed by Yolo's side, and although he tried his best to amuse Yolo with a smile, it seemed to have the opposite effect, and Yolo not only did not calm down, but became more and more afraid.

"Hey, Blabla......" Seresy grimaced, he had a good time, but he scared the little prince enough.

"You're scaring him. Wei Ting, who stopped in the shadows behind Seresi, glanced at the little prince coldly, "Why did you pick him, this child is too young." ”

"It's because he's so young that I chose him. Seresy licked the corners of her lips and straightened up, "You know, the things that impressed people when they were young will be remembered by him for the rest of their lives?" I just want him to remember, to remember everything he has seen and heard today, and then let him carry this horror with him for the rest of his life, and spread this horror. ”

"You're such a wicked person. Wei Ting's brows furrowed in the shadows, as if he was disgusted, "Are you so sure? With such a little ghost, are you sure to compete with Jericho?"

"Jericho isn't a problem, Hecarim. "What else can they do? What else can he do? Perhaps the spirit of struggling for the impossible in the face of a predetermined fate is admirable, but it is only the desperation of a poor man." Since fate has long been predestined, nothing can be done to change it, otherwise fate can be changed, so how can it be considered fate?"

"Fate...... "Wei Ting pouted, "it's just disgusting." ”

"You're being too arbitrary, Hecarim. Thresy smiled disapprovingly, turned his head, and looked at Swain as he walked into the Imperial Hall, "What do you think of fate, Count Jericho?"

Swain stared indifferently at Thressy as she stood beside the throne.

"There's no fate at all, but I'll give you one if you want. Swain raised his hand, dark green magic covering his hand, wrapping his hand in the shape of a crow's claw, "Death, this fate, what do you think?"

"Hehehehehe......" Seresi shook her head as she laughed, "I can't accept this gift from you." ”

"Then I'll force you to accept it!" Sven suddenly ran, his sharp claws sideways, his eyes fixed only on Thresi's throat.

However, before he could reach the throne, Viting rushed out of the shadows to block him.

"Hmph———" Sven snorted coldly, and was thrown four or five meters away by Wei Ting.

He slowly got up from the ground and stared at the almost unrecognizable Wei Ting in front of him, with only a cold look in his eyes.

"Have you become a monster, Hekarim Novitin. ”

The Wei Ting who appeared in front of Swain was indeed very different from the appearance of a human being. The lower half of his body had become the body of a horse, but it was entirely a horse's body, his body was a patchwork of various animal parts that Swain recognized or unrecognized, and almost all of Vitin's body had been replaced except for his own face.

Wei Ting looked at Swain coldly, unmoved by the other party's provocation.

"How do you define a monster? is it a deformity with a monster body and a human mind, or a madman with a human body and a monster mind?" he raised his head, his tall body casting a shadow over Sven's head.

"Sven No. Jericht, you say I'm a monster, but aren't you already an out-and-out monster yourself?"