The quiet night of Haiyin Sterm was as usual, the whole water city was shrouded in black tulle, the palace square was cold, losing the hustle and bustle of the day, only the water surging from time to time in the criss-crossing waterways beat the embankment to make a "whoosh" sound, temporarily breaking the well-built tranquility of the night, but the beautiful city was soon soothed by the soft moonlight, like a baby who was startled in the middle of the night was gently embraced by his mother, and returned to silence with satisfaction.

In a corner where the moonlight could not reach, a person huddled in a corner of the room, layers of rotten straw beneath her body, and the smell of mold permeated the air. The cruelty of the environment does not stop there, the moldy food spreads with a sour smell, the dark and damp room makes people feel as if even the walls and stones have rotted, only the iron bars with iron faces and selflessness make people shudder, and the moon tries its own faint light through the cracks in the iron windows as much as possible, but does nothing to benefit everything around it.

This is the prison, the palace prison on the west side of Heinsturm.

As if to prove that there is still life here, a brown rat emerges from the straw, these creatures living in the shadows are as ruthless as the iron cage, the thief's eyes are fixed on the prisoner in the corner, this down-and-out person is only food for the future in their eyes, the dead in prisons are a common thing, and they must be the first to collect the bodies of the dead.

The rat quickly approached the man, and it seemed to feel that the other person had no signs of life, or it was tempting, and suddenly it jumped up, and its furry body landed on the man's bare legs. The sharp claws cut a red line out of the skin.

"Ahh It landed softly on the ground, slipped through the gap in the iron railing, and slipped out.

Si'er—yes, it was indeed Si'er—curled up in the corner, her body weak, her body gasping for breath from the fright just now, and she didn't even have the strength to wipe the cold sweat from her forehead. Her eyes were scattered, her face was pale, and her lips were as cold and bloodless as ice cubes. She was as angry as a gossamer. The skirt on her body had been shattered into strips of cloth, and the scars were crisscrossed all over her body, some of them had scabbed, and some were infected and suppurated. Some are still bleeding. The torn placket was mottled with blood, but it was hidden by the black of the clothes. The bare hands and feet were as cold as the walls and iron bars, and even the slightest bit of moonlight seemed so bleak.

There is no doubt that she was once mercilessly whipped, and it was the work of the king's overnight personal trial.

At the end of the hallway, there was a torch on the wall, the flames crackling and crackling, the flickering light shining on her weak body. Half of her face turned paler, and the light of fire flickered in her eyes. A tear slid down.

"I'm just here to give you this ......"

Si'er raised her head in surprise, but she didn't see any expected figure, only the flames were still dancing, and the ghost shadow of teeth and claws was reflected on the wall, she couldn't help but lean towards the corner, the cold iron railing made her feel extremely comforted at the moment.

"Tell me, Si'er, why is that?"

The voice rang out again, but she didn't have the strength to move again.

"It's not all her fault, she deserves a chance to be forgiven!"

Si'er burst into tears, and it was hard to tell whether it was for herself or for him, or neither.

"I'm sorry, I betrayed your trust again, I don't want you to suffer, really, there is another heavier trust in my heart......" Si'er muttered, tears slipped down again, and the person gradually lost consciousness, and the trance that happened a few days ago seeped into her dream......

A few days ago, Qinglong and his two companions took Si'er and drove to the six fast horses prepared by Neo Li day and night, changing horses without changing people, and rushed to Haiyin Sturm as fast as possible. It was early in the morning, the city gate had not yet been opened, Qinglong shouted under the city to wake up the soldiers guarding the city, one of the soldiers guarding the city had seen Qinglong, he vaguely recognized Qinglong in the faint morning light, opened the way for them to enter the city, Qinglong waved his hand in thanks, and led the group straight to the palace.

The king had not yet woken up, and when the palace attendants reported to him that Qinglong had asked for an audience with three people, he was stunned for a long time, and then he hurriedly got up and asked him to serve and change his clothes, and he speculated about Qinglong's intention with anxiety.

Surrounded by nine royal paladins, the king hurriedly walked into the palace chamber, glanced at the Qinglong group under the steps, and asked as he walked to the throne: "You came overnight, and you didn't come with the duke, is there something wrong?" Qinglong's gaze swept over the heavily armed and fierce royal paladins around him, a sneer flashed at the corner of his mouth, and he said quietly: "Your Majesty, I am here to report a great conspiracy, the eldest son of Mondrec V is plotting to restore!" As soon as these words were uttered, the young king was so frightened that he almost fell down the steps in front of the throne, but fortunately he was helped by the paladin to save him from losing his temper.

"Is this true?" asked the king, his voice trembling.

Qinglong nodded solemnly, pulled Si'er to his side and said, "She used to be a subordinate of Karl Yiwen, the eldest son of Mondrek V, she knows Karl Yivan's plans well, and she will tell His Majesty everything." After speaking, he bowed his head and stroked Si'er's back and whispered, "Tell everything." ”

Si'er felt the king's gaze firmly fixed on her, and the sword-like eyes of the nine royal paladins scared her even more, but she had no choice, and the hand of the green dragon pressing on her back added some strength to her. The king and paladins listened quietly, and when they learned that she was the assassin who had attempted to assassinate the king a few days earlier, the knights fanned out their swords and gathered around her.

Qinglong stepped forward and stopped in front of Si'er, stretching out his hand to reassure everyone: "Everyone, please don't have to be like this, I believe that she was completely coerced by Karl Yiwen to do such a thing, and now that she has escaped from that demon, she will not pose a threat to anyone anymore." ”

"Why do you trust her, and what is your relationship with her?" the captain of the Royal Paladin, led by him, asked coldly.

This provocative questioning made the eyes of Noo Lai and Billy Winmill flash with murderous intent. They stepped forward, but Qinglong gently stopped them with his arm, and he groaned for a moment. Muttered softly, "She used to be my lover." As soon as these words came out, the knights looked at each other, and the captain of the paladin hesitated for a moment, put his sword back into its sheath, and politely apologized to him: "I beg your pardon, in that case, we are willing to believe you." Because you are a friend of the Duke, that is, a friend of ours. Qinglong gave him a grateful look and looked back at Si'er. Si'er was staring at the ground intently, and it wasn't until Qinglong's gentle call came that she suddenly came to her senses, and a trace of panic flashed in her expression. Qinglong vaguely felt a little strange. But I don't know what to do for a while.

When Si'er finished telling what had happened, the king's expression showed that he had fully believed in the truth of the matter, and he asked Qinglong without a master: "This matter is very important, and the duke is not here, what should we do?" Qinglong said to the king in his chest: "Your Majesty, don't worry, I don't think Karl Ivan will do it in the near future, please prepare to assemble an army, so as not to catch the enemy off guard when the army suddenly overwhelms the border." In addition, the royal palace and the capital should be especially strengthened. His gaze swept over the guardians of the nine kings, "Paladins must not leave His Majesty's left and right. Even if His Majesty sleeps and bathes, he must protect His Majesty's safety as close as possible, there will inevitably be powerful killers under Karl Ivan under him, and in the absence of the Duke, if His Majesty is assassinated, the pillars of the country will collapse, so you must protect Your Majesty. The paladins nodded slightly, and the look of pride on their faces showed that they were full of dissatisfaction and disdain for the Elven Ranger's fingers.

Qinglong turned to look at Noo Li, and said with trust: "It is up to you to pursue Karl Ivan for the responsibility, we must not only thwart Karl Ivan plot and protect the king's safety, but also recapture the four magic stones, and the clarity of the enemy's movements is the basis for success!" Noo Li confidently stretched out his thumb to Qinglong, patted him and Billy Winmill on the shoulder, and walked out of the hall as if no one was next to him under the scrutinous gaze of the paladins.

"Karyivin is an unusual man, and his army will certainly have forces that we cannot imagine. Winmir, we need you and your Wyvern Knights!" Qinglong's trusted words made the face of the man known as "Dragon Python" show a proud smile on the face of the knights when they were mentioned to honor, and he seemed to have changed from a lone killer to the past, becoming a powerful Wyvern Knight. He happily accepted the arrangement, gave the king and paladins a standard court salute, turned to Qinglong and whispered, "Be careful yourself, you know what I mean." Qinglong looked at Si'er beside her, she still lowered her head, thoughtful. Qinglong nodded to Billy Winmir and watched him walk out of the hall with a vigorous and graceful step.

Under Qinglong's repeated reassurance, the king gradually calmed down and regained the proper look of a king. He stood up and ordered his attendants to arrange Qinglong and Si'er to the palace rooms, and after thanking the king, the two followed the attendants to the door, while the king walked to the side door to the left of the throne and returned to the palace.

Just as the king was about to walk out of the gate, an accident happened. Si'er suddenly turned around and rushed towards the king, accompanied by the black magic sword that appeared in the palm of his hand, the white bone spike slashed a red light straight towards the king, and the captain of the paladin alertly discovered this action, while shouting: "Protect Your Majesty!" while flying to the king to the ground, the bone spur slashed through the king's right arm, blood splattered.

This sudden scene was greatly unexpected by Qinglong, he watched in amazement as the paladins pressed Si'er to the ground, as if he heard her bones gurgle, and she herself let out a low ** due to the pain. It wasn't until a large number of guards rushed in from the outside and surrounded them that Qinglong understood that he had finally fallen into the trap, looking at the injured king, looking at the angry eyes of the paladin, and looking at Si'er's apologetic and desperate gaze, Qinglong's heart was at a loss, his gaze swept over the silver bracelet exposed on Si'er's wrist, gritted his teeth fiercely and turned around and rushed to the gate, several guards who tried to block him were knocked to the ground by him casually, and he was nowhere to be seen when the guards behind him chased after him.

Si'er was imprisoned in the palace prison by the king.

......

Si'er lay on the ground, feeling that she was about to lose the last ounce of life, she didn't know if she would go to hell when she died, she had once again deceived and used him, taking advantage of his feelings for herself.

When they first met eleven years ago, she could put all the blame on him. Initially mad at love, she almost wanted to confide in him about her master's plot and leave everything to stay with him—including her beloved little sister for many years—but the news that she had followed the elder's advice and was ready to send her away completely chilled her heart, forcing her to cut off her love affair and pick up the mission that Karl Ivan had given her again.

Now, she has seen his sincerity, his affection, and his trust. Not only did he not kill her, but he didn't even blame her a little, and he still retained his deep love for her in every move, and he had a little true affection. Ever since Karl Ivan told her of his plan and ordered her to try to use the dragon to approach and assassinate the king, her heart had been trembling in contradiction, and she was still struggling in pain until the moment the dragon was about to take her out of the hall. She persuaded herself several times not to live up to his trust, but every time the word "trust" echoed in her mind, her heart reflected the trust of her sister when she was separated from her for the last time. She had promised her sister that she would take her safe and secure from Karl Ivin's clutches, but if she betrayed Karl Ivan she would be brutally executed. Concern for her sister and the guilt of wanting to abandon her for her own selfish feelings made her grit her teeth and make up her mind that in order for her sister to survive, she must give in to Karilvan. So, she betrayed him again.

Thinking of the look of despair on his face as he stared down at her, and the frenzied back as he rushed out of the hall, she thought that he would never forgive himself and that he would die here alone. Thinking of death, she couldn't help but shudder, and thought of her sister again. What would she do if she died? If her assassination failed, would Karl Ivan poison her sister? Would her sister's fate be more tragic than hers? She didn't dare to think any further, she felt fear eating her.

In a trance, she heard a noise outside the door at the end of the hallway. At first she thought it was her hallucination, but vaguely heard several men in the surrounding cells being awakened and hearing their whispers. Soon, the entire prison was alarmed, and people whispered to each other about what had happened. Suddenly, the crowd began to stir, her voice was full of fear, although her consciousness had begun to blur, she still heard an exclamation, "It's an elf!" Her heart was nervous: "Is it him? Did he come to save me?" But she immediately shook her head and denied her delusions, "No, he already hates me, how can he risk death to save me?" Yes, he must have come to kill me, or better, it is better to die in his hands than to die here alone. Thinking like this, she became calm. (To be continued......)