Chapter 138: The Demon King

Julian burst into tears.

On a dark and windy night, in the jungle at night, the father galloped his sick son in the smoky forest, and the demon king wearing a crown and a long skirt chased after him.

The demon king whispered, and he seduced the poor child: Come, follow me, sweet child, I will play a fun game with you, and there are many flowers of five colors blooming on the seashore. My mother had a lot of garments of gold thread.

The son told his father in horror: "Dad, don't you see the demon king? The demon king is wearing a crown and dragging a long skirt.

The father waved his horsewhip anxiously: My son, it was a cloud of smoke.

The son said nervously and hoarsely: "Father, the demon king made a promise to me softly.

Father: Don't make a noise, son, be quiet! That's the sound of the wind blowing dead leaves.

The figure of the demon king is getting closer and closer: Clever child, do you want to go with me? My daughters will serve you very diligently; My daughters dance every night, dancing, singing, and shaking you to sleep.

A few pale old willow trees conjured up the ugly figures of the witches, and even if they wore flower crowns and beautiful clothes, it was difficult to hide their deformity and ugliness----- they were the daughters of the demon king.

The demon king constantly seduces and persecutes the child: I love you, and your beauty makes me like it. If you don't, I'll use force.

The hideous figure of the Demon King covered the child's pure eyes, and his eyes were full of trembling colors: Daddy, Daddy, he is arresting me now!

The father was frightened, and quickly galloped on his horse, and he took the moaning child in his arms, and easily rushed to his house, and the child in his arms was already dying.

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The opera has ended, and the singers have retreated into the background.

But Julian still reveled in it, the cold and windy forest, the anxious father, the frightened son, and the demon king in pursuit........

"Pitiful, pathetic, pathetic. ”

Yuri is compassionate and compassionate.

"Who do you think is more pitiful in this tragedy, father or son?"

Claude, who sat next to Julian's hand, asked, his eyes glistening with tears, he had almost cried just now.

In this tragedy, the son lost his life and the father lost his son.

"Father!" said Julian without hesitation, "it is an unspeakable pain for the son to lose his life, and for the father to bear the fact that his son's warm body is gradually cooling in his own arms, and the living are far more unfortunate than death, because the dead bear only the pain of one person, and the living constantly have to carry their own pain, and at the same time the pain of the dead." ”

My son, this wound hurts in you, and it hurts in my heart.

"This is a loving father. ”

"Fathers are great. ”

But not all fathers are worthy of this praise. Claude's tone suddenly became cold.

"Yes. Julian agreed, "Some fathers have long since lost their qualifications. ”

Claude the lame! Claude the weak! The inability to carry a sword in his hands and his legs to mount a horse ------- a disgrace to the royal family!

Claude had been abandoned three times, three times by his own father, how could the royal family, which had been founded by bravery, tolerate the disability of his own bloodline, which was a disgrace to the noble bloodline, a ridiculous mistake.

Claude clutched his heart, it was a living heart. He was grateful to his sister Joanna, and if Joanna hadn't stubbornly picked up Claude who had been discarded in the wilderness, ditches, and dry wells every time, Claude would have died long ago.

Eleven years ago, Princess Joanna married Gustav Stanley, Duke of the North.

It was a tragic political marriage. When Joanna married Duke Gustav Stanley, the North was already engaged in a protracted war with the Grum Barbarians, and the territory was constantly encroached upon.

The North hopes to receive assistance from the central government to help them drive out the Gemru barbarians, while the royal family wants to maintain the connection between the North and the center while weakening the North's power.

Emperor Urban II married his eldest daughter to Gustav Stanley, Duke of the North, and the dowry was not jeweled or satin, but cold armor and weapons.

Urban II was very stingy, and the aid given to the north intermittently for eleven years could not even organize a single legion.

But the good thing is better than nothing, even though the Duke of the North, Gustav Stanley, is resentful, but in a difficult situation, he has to accept the emperor's alms.

A resentful husband, a cold and ruthless father, Joanna is caught between the two, living miserably.

In the snowy city of the North, she felt no respect for her servants, was despised by the Stanley family, was beaten by her husband, and even her children looked down on her and were ashamed of her blood.

And her father, who was far away in the world, ignored her.

When Claude learned of this, he was furious, and he vowed to pay an unbearable price to Gustav Stanley and his family, and he also resented his father, Urban II, and his cold-blooded cruelty to Joanna.

He sobbed over what happened to Joanna.

Weep for fatherly love.

Julian and Claude, two children who are not favored by their fathers, talk about love, about fathers, about great fatherhood.

The two cherish each other.

After parting ways with Claude, Julian went straight home.

When he opened the door, he found that Rosalind was already waiting for him.

"Julian, where have you been?"

"I went to see an opera with His Royal Highness Claude. ”

With the help of the servants, Julian took off his coat and sat down in front of the fireplace to warm himself, and it was a little cold in early spring.

"Don't get too close to him. ”

"Why?"

"He doesn't have the right to inherit, so you might as well get in touch with Prince Baird more when you have this time. ”

Prince Baird, the eldest son of the royal family, is the first in line to the throne.

Julian is undeniable, "Claude is second in line to the throne. ”

Rosalind smiled contemptuously, "Unless the royal family is even dead with the blood of the side lineage, he will not be able to sit on the throne." ”

A crippled, lame prince, a disgrace and a clown of the royal family. If Claude wants to ascend to the throne, it is tantamount to the difficulty of ascending to the sky, an unreal, illusory joke.