Kari held the broken sword in his trembling hands and walked towards the Nine Princesses step by step. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The two guards who pressed Zhao Xiaoqian in front of the Ninth Princess clearly saw all this, but they were still silent, as expressionless as when they first appeared. It's just that there is a faint mockery in the indifferent eyes, as if the eyes are watching a lamb step by step into hell...

The ninth princess looked at Zhao Xiaoqian, her smile remained unchanged, and she gently told those whispers that seemed to be highly poisonous.

"I will love those who love me and make them love me more. I will torment those who hate me to make them hate me even more. ”

"I love and hate both and they lead to the same result. It makes people leave a deep memory...."

"But if I had a choice, I would still like to love him instead of torturing him..."

"So, what are you going to do now? Do you decide to die at my hands and make him hate me, or do you decide to live and convince him that he loves me?"

Zhao Xiaoqian looked at the silver-haired princess who was close at hand, the new king of the empire. This woman's smile is beautiful, so beautiful that it is intimidating. Zhao Xiaoqian struggled under these poisonous words. The King of Emotions and the King of Reason fight in the battlefield of minds...

In a trance, he even felt that at this time he was trapped by a silver python, which squinted at the prey that could never escape, waiting for the prey to collapse on its own, waiting for the prey to kill itself.

"I.." Zhao Xiaoqian's lips trembled, and he made a decision....

"I promise you. "Reason triumphs over emotion. So the mood is depressed, self-loathing, hateful.

The current scene overlapped with the memories in his mind that did not belong to him.

In that dry well, he held his brother, happiness was killed, and despair was rampant.

He watched everything happen, and there was nothing he could do.

Zhao Xiaoqian once despised Carl's hypocrisy, but now, he finds himself like Carl...

The Ninth Princess smiled, satisfied...

"If a decision has been made. Let yourself loose a little bit, and don't let my pretty hair be damaged..."

The Ninth Princess said, waving her hand at the guards.

The guards let go of Zhao Xiaoqian, saluted respectfully to the Ninth Princess, and then left, ignoring the Kari behind the Ninth Princess.

The only thing in Kari's eyes was the silver demon who wanted to take away his own happiness, everything including himself and his brother. His choice was: Desperately...

If you kill that demon, if that demon dies, the problem will be solved.

With that simple and stupid thought, Kari, who was behind the ninth princess, raised the broken sword in his hand.

Maybe Kari was stupid, but he didn't look funny, and he was only less powerful than the legendary warriors.

The lazy afternoon sun watched everything happening on the ground with a warm sun, and an ant charged at an elephant, the picture was tragic and comical...

Die, damn demon!!

Kari roared in his heart, swinging his sword and slashing angrily....

The ninth princess looked at Zhao Xiaoqian who was kneeling on the ground with a smile.

Until the blade of the sword kept approaching, the silver waist-length curls were slightly fluttered by the wind...

Eventually, the sword stopped less than three inches from the side of the Ninth Princess's face.

It was a hand that stopped the sword, and the owner of that hand was Zhao Xiaoqian.

From beginning to end, the ninth princess's smiling expression never changed. Even if Kari almost slashed her head with a sword, even if Zhao Xiaoqian stopped the sword from a distance, even if that distorted expression was in front of her eyes less than a foot away.

The Nine Princesses watched all of this as if she were just a spectator of a drama and all she needed to do was to smile appreciatively at the wonderful performance of the people in the play...

Zhao Xiaoqian's palm was cut into by the blade, and the blood flowed out and instantly stained the sword body red, flowing from the sword body to the hilt, and also staining Kari's hand red.

Karim looked at Zhao Xiaoqian in a daze, and looked at his brother.

Why? At this moment, only these three words existed in his blank mind.

Zhao Xiaoqian dragged away the sword held by Kari with a hideous expression, and his bleeding hand held the sword body of the broken sword and passed by the Ninth Princess, hugging Kari into his arms.

"I'm sorry. ”

Zhao Xiaoqian apologized in Carry's ear, and the pain in his heart had fermented to the extreme at this moment. His soul was trembling, and he didn't let go of the sword in his hand, but held it tighter. The stinging pain in his flesh was a pleasure for him at the moment.

Kari didn't understand, didn't understand why things were the way they were. But that didn't stop him from being afraid. In other words, because I don't understand, I don't understand, so I feel fear.

It was clear that he was hugged so tightly, but in his heart he felt that his brother was leaving him.

Kari didn't know why, he didn't understand. So, I could only murmur, "Why?"

"Gaia.. Sister Xiuer, I like you very much. Zhao Xiaoqian held Carry's shoulders and said to him with a forced smile: "You have to be obedient, don't make her angry." ”

"Why?" Kari asked again, looking at his dodgy brother.

Why?, he asked.

But what was he asking? was asking his brother why he was stopping himself? he knew why... Because he couldn't succeed, his brother was saving him.

He wasn't asking Zhao Xiaoqian why he was stopping himself. It's asking yourself why things are the way they are.

Disaster strikes, and people in despair and pain ask the world: Why?

What they need is for the world to tell them a reason? If the world tells them why, if it tells them why, will it make them no longer suffer? What they don't !!! lose, just loses! Knowing the cause can't change the result! They don't need answers, they don't need someone to tell them why....

Ask why there is no reason and no purpose. It's just a reaction...

It's like when it hurts, you cry, you cry. Tearing won't heal the wound and won't solve the problem. It's just a reflection, a reflection of pain...

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My brother is gone.

Spoke a lot to him before leaving.

But he didn't remember a word...

He only knew that what he had feared for a long time finally happened unstoppably.

Hateful!

Are you hating the brother who abandoned you?

Is it the demon with a terrible smile?

It's all there...

But the person he hates the most is himself, and the person he hates the most is the self who watched these things happen, and felt pain in his heart but was unable to do it.

Kari stood in the most luxurious bedroom, he didn't even know who he had brought him, and he didn't care about it.

He looked at his hands red with his brother's blood in a daze, and a faint cold blue brewed in his eyes...

"Your Highness. Shall we go wash up?" said the maid who had come to Karry's side at some point, and said to Kari with a respectful and flattering smile in the tone of a child.

Kari blinked, and Wood looked up at the maid in a daze. "Wash what?"

The maid smiled and was about to say something.

But Kari didn't give her that chance, and Kari held out his hands to her and continued, "Do you mean that?"

"Do you know what this is?"

"It's not dirty..."

"It's my brother's blood. ”

"You're going to let me, wash it off?"

"You—" Kari stared at the maid and asked softly, "Are you crazy?"

It's not me who looks like I'm crazy. The maid thought so in her heart, and her smile cooled significantly. She took a deep breath, looked at Kari calmly and said, "From now on, Your Highness, you can only choose to forget about these. That's the best outcome...."

Kari looked at her and was silent for a long time.

Finally, he asked in a very light tone.

"If I choose to die now, will that demon be angry, will it do something to you?"

The maid's expression stiffened completely. Devil? That's a fitting adjective for that woman.....

But the same is true for those who say it.

Kari smiled, "You're scared. So it seems that the answer is yes. ”

"Your Highness... Please don't... Please don't do anything stupid. The maid was sweating profusely and stammered.

"Silly?" Kari repeated with a smile.

In the eyes of the maid, this smile was so similar to that demon.

"What is a stupid thing, what should I do, and how can I call it clever, and is it wise to forget my brother, to forget what the demon who seems to be a human being has done?" asked Kari, as he approached the maid step by step, looking up at her. Looking up and looking down...

The maid swallowed a mouthful of saliva, completely unsure of what to answer in order to save herself. She felt like she was finished...... What a nightmare.

Why? she asked herself in her mind. Why did things turn out like this?

Did she do something wrong, or should she blame her father for the family interests who had sent her to the palace at great cost?

She just wanted to do things in peace, so that her father could say in front of those business associates, "My daughter works in the palace."

She's just a little maid! What can she do? Is she willing to live in such a frightened way? But as a little maid, what can she do but be obedient? Just don't want to die, is it already wrong?

The maid froze in place, her mind no longer her own.

"What you're worried about isn't going to happen. Kari whispered to her.

The maid was refreshed and fell to her knees, grateful. "Thank you. Your Highness... Your Highness is merciful... Kindness... Okay...."Incoherent.

Eventually, Kari and the maid went to the bathroom together.

He stripped naked, and walked into the bath with the rabbit skin gloves on his hand to ask the maid for him.

It was cold, biting water, which was his request, because the hot water would make him sweat and steam.

He stared blankly at his hand raised in the air, letting the maid scrub his body, his eyes shining with a shadowy blue light.

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The Ninth Princess sat on the throne, leaning on the armrest of the throne with her chin and stroking her waist-length curls with the other.

In the empty palace of the king, squinting with greedy smiles. She licked her lips, savoring the aftertaste of pleasure...

"Wailing is the most beautiful sound in the world, it will let you know the pain of others, and it will also let you know your happiness..."

"Huh.. Mother is right, this delicacy can be called the extreme..."