"What are you looking for me for?"

Puzzled, Toure followed Mavi to the balcony, where the nobles on the Royal Navy's capture list were still on the street outside.

"If you have anything to say, just say it, there are still many things to do!"

"Are you hiding something from me?" Mavi asked.

Toure was stunned for a moment, and then denied: "I have something to hide from you, even if it is some private matter to hide from you, I can't even tell you about my private life!" ”

"You've been married to Grace for five years."

"Grace? What do you mention her for? ”

"Five years. You don't even have a child. Ma Wei turned his head and said, "Toure, can you do it?" ”

"I'll say what you're going to say."

Toure grinned: "I'm okay with Grace!" I don't want to have children, but she just can't get pregnant! Now is not the time to worry about this, let's talk about it when we are done! ”

Turning his head and walking towards the house, the sound of gunfire behind him made Tourette pause.

He lowered his head, looked at the wet clothes on his abdomen and the blood gushing out, turned his head, and asked suspiciously, "Why are you?" ”

Before the smoke from the muzzle of the gun dissipated, Ma Wei put away the revolver and said lightly: "Don't worry, I avoided the vital point." ”

Hearing the gunshots, the soldiers waiting outside were about to rush in, but they were repelled by Mavi, leaving Yunia alone.

Watching the blood go from raging to scarce, and the wounds from horrific to healing, Ma Wei's eyes sank: "Do you really have nothing to tell me, Toure?" ”

When the words came to his lips, Toure suddenly paused, hesitated for a moment, and laughed at himself: "How did you find out?" ”

"The forces of the Old Gods say they're going to take a soul that's long time gone, and I guess it's you." Mavi's expression was serious: "The Battle of Perea, that bullet hit your left chest, that's where the heart is, you shouldn't have survived." ”

Looking at the calm night sky, Toure took a deep breath and exhaled a long breath, as if all the troubles accumulated over the years had been vented, and it was much easier all of a sudden.

He ripped open his shirt to reveal a broad chest, and on the left side of his chest, the scar of the bullet was clearly visible, impartial, and hit the heart.

"You're right, that stray bullet hit me in the heart, and I fell into the water, and I didn't even have the strength to struggle, I just felt cold, biting cold."

Toure lowered his head and stroked the location of the bullet hole: "Just as my consciousness was about to disappear, the demons found me, and I begged them, begging them to save me. There's no backbone of a soldier at all, you know? ”

"I'm afraid of death, I'm scared, I'm not as great as you think, I only had one thought in my head at that time, live!"

"Ma Wei, I'm different from you, sometimes I'm jealous of you, because no matter what you do, you will be desperate, even if you want to dedicate your life, you will not hesitate, this is courage, the courage to give up everything to achieve the goal!"

Toure shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Be my guard, it's you who are talented, I have long known that your stage is not by my side, you are not a green leaf, and I am not a red flower." ”

Mavi didn't answer, and looked at Toure quietly.

Toure spoke very well, as if he had said nothing, and as if he had said everything.

But crucially, he avoided it.

Toure said that he made a deal with the demon because he was afraid of death, so the demon should not take his soul, this is the direct cause and effect.

Since the demon wants to take his soul, it means that his wish is not to live, but to something else.

So Mavi didn't believe it.

He didn't believe a word of what Toure said.

Because from just now to now, Toure has not shown any desire to survive.

He was begging for death.

"You don't want me to save you." Ma Wei said suddenly.

"It's your misunderstanding."

"No, you say you're afraid of death, but you're begging for death, you've never been good at lying, Toure, your lies, lame and disgusting."

“.”

"Why don't you want me to save you? Do you really want to die? If you want to be liberated, just let me not say it. ”

"I'm a walking dead now." Toure laughed miserably: "My soul has long been no longer mine, as a price, they have taken half of my soul, and the contract has been set, do you know the price of breaking the contract?" ”

"Yes."

Demons have an inexplicable obsession with contracts, perhaps related to the power of the ancient gods of the contract, in short, they will definitely abide by the contract.

If the contract cannot be completed, the demon who made the contract will be punished, and this punishment is extremely severe, far more terrible than death.

You can run away, but the contract will be enforced sooner or later.

But not without exceptions.

As far as Ma Wei knew, once the contract was established, the consent of both parties was required to terminate it, and it was impossible for the demon to cancel the contract unless.

Exchange for something more important.

Toure has already paid for his soul, what else can he give?

He has no value, and the price will have to be paid by Mavi.

After all this experience, how could Toure not know that he was just a pawn, and that the real target of the demon was actually Mavi?

If Mavi runs to make a deal with the demon for him, he will fall into the trap of the demon.

At 9 Downing Street, the demon quietly reminded him, isn't it just digging a pit for Ma Wei?

As an Imperial soldier, it was impossible for Toure to make the Grand Pope pay a high price for himself.

As a friend, Toure is even less likely to allow Mavi to make a deal with the demon.

"My life should have stayed in the Perea Strait, sleeping under the sea." "Don't think it's for my own good to save me," Toure said, "sometimes death is a relief. ”

"A normal death may be a relief, but selling a soul to a demon is definitely not."

Ma Wei shook his head: "I will deal with this matter, and I will send Edward to protect you in the near future." ”

"I don't need to."

"Don't be so selfish!!"

Mavi suddenly erupted and yelled at Toure, "Death can take everything, right? Yes, you are not in pain, you are not worried, but what about the living? The pain you have given up will be transferred to them! Death is a relief, but it takes courage to live! Especially to live with pain! ”

In Toure's dumbfounded eyes, Ma Wei gritted his teeth and said: "Those who want you to live, you should not let them down, and those who don't want you to live, you should not let them succeed!" You don't understand! ”

"Why bother," Toure smiled bitterly, "do you think it's necessary?" ”

"If I don't think it's necessary, I won't persuade you, Yunia, let's go."

"Hmm!"

Taking Yunia with him, Mavi returned to the palace and learned that Arthur had gone to the old king's bedchamber and hurried over.

In the dimly lit room, the queen was nowhere to be seen, only the pale, withered and aged Rhodes IV lay sickly on the bed, panting as hard as he could, and every breath would make a humming sound similar to that of a broken bellows, like a dried corpse.

Arthur stood in front of the window, holding a candle, and looked at him indifferently.

The flame scorched the heart of the candle, melting the hot wax oil, tilting slightly, and a drop of wax oil fell on the forehead of Rhodes IV, and the heat caused him to open his eyelids, but there was only a white patch in the sockets.

"Who's Who"

Rhodes IV was blind, and at the end of his life he could only see a glimmer of light, as if he were covered with a white cloth.

"Arthur. Arthur is you?"

The old and thin fingers grabbed Arthur's shirt, and Rhodes IV tried all his strength to sit up, but he could only hold up halfway, tried several times, and completely lost his strength.

Arthur watched coldly, without the slightest intention of helping.

"It's really you."

Rhodes IV guessed the identity of the comer, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "My son. My proudest son. Arthur"

"Don't call my name, that's what my mother gave me, you don't deserve it." Arthur finally spoke.

"yes. I don't deserve it. After all, I sent someone to kill her."

Arthur clenched his fists violently, and his breathing became heavy: "Really. It's you? Why! Why! She's the woman you love the most! Why did you kill her!! ”

"Because she's damned!"

Rhodes IV suddenly stood up like a zombie, his two gray eyes bulged, he tried his best to stretch his neck, and his skeleton-like face was full of ferocity: "She has an affair with another man, shouldn't she be damned?!" ”

"Is it the Marquis of Swinsea?"

"That's Him"

After a brief return to light, Rhodes IV returned to his dying and became more serious, and his voice became indistinct: "But you. . . It's my son. Biological son"

"I don't feel honored."

"Are you here to avenge Sophia?"

"I said I would kill my mother's killer with my own hands."

Arthur took out a rusty broken arrow from his bosom, and the arrow was stained with black blood: "Use this arrow to kill my mother." ”

"I am. Your biological father."

"Then you deserve !! damn more"

Arthur roared, "You killed the woman you love the most, you killed my mother!" You should kill me with me! Otherwise I will definitely avenge her! I've been waiting for this day for fifteen years! Fifteen years and seventy-three days!! ”

There were still 17 hours left for Rhodes IV to say silently in his heart.

"I love Sophia, she's the love of my life." Rhodes IV said, "She should not have betrayed me. Whoever betrays deserves to die! ”

Arthur shouted, raised his arrow, and was about to stab Rhodes IV in the chest.

"Kill him, and you'll fall into his trap."

The arrow froze in the air, and Arthur asked without looking back, "Father, are you going to stop me?" ”

"I'm just here to remind you." Mavi said calmly: "I asked Derote about Princess Sophia, and he told me that Princess Sophia will give birth to a monarch, and if he kills his blood relatives with his own hands, he will become something like a devil, but he will lead the kingdom of Windsor to glory." ”

"This is a bureau, Rhodes IV is begging for death, and he wants you to kill him with your own hands, so that his purpose has been achieved."

"Huh."

Hearing Ma Wei's voice, Rhodes IV laughed strangely: "I didn't expect you to be a loyal servant of the royal family"

Looking at Arthur's back, Ma Wei didn't persuade too much, he knew what Arthur had been carrying over the years, he was able to get to where he is today, day and night without slackness, not because of how high his consciousness is, but hatred.

Hatred has driven him to this day.

Princess Sophia's death did bring a virtuous monarch and an emperor to the Kingdom of Windsor.

But Rhodes IV wanted Arthur to grow up to be emperor.

Like Napoleon, Caesar and others, emperors of the empire.

Leading the kingdom of Windsor to glory is also a good thing for Mavey, who doesn't need to remind Arthur at all, just go with the flow.

Rhodes IV had already laid everything in place, just waiting for Arthur to take the bait and plunge the arrow into his chest with his own hands.

But Ma Wei still stood up.

Not from the Pope, but from the advice of friends.

It was up to Arthur to decide exactly what to choose.

To kill or not to kill?

"Father, do you believe in fate?"

"Can you believe it?"

"I believe it."

Looking at Rhodes IV, who was lying on the bed and dying, Arthur said softly: "Destiny must exist, but it is in your own hands. ”

The arm was raised, the arrow pierced through the chest, and Rhodes IV wailed, and his life ended in an instant.

Blood gushed out, wetting Arthur's face.

He straightened his clothes, turned and walked out of the bedroom, and said as he walked past Mavi:

"I am the emperor, why should I be qualified to become an emperor in the name of fate? I have not been able to protect my mother, but from this day forward, I will do everything I can to protect my people. ”

"I'll take revenge."

The voice faded away, Ma Wei stood still in place, sighed after a long time, looked sideways out of the window, and said quietly: "It turns out that the last link of Arthur's fate is me." ”

"Daddy?" Yunia asked puzzledly, "You obviously persuaded him not to kill Rhodes IV?"

"I didn't persuade him, I just told him what I knew." "As Arthur said, he thinks his fate is in his own hands, and the moment I say it, Rhodes IV is destined to be killed by Arthur's own hands. It was I who made him make up his mind and complete the transformation. ”

The act of wanting to break fate is precisely a part of fate, which in itself is extremely mocking.

To break fate, you need to wait for an opportunity, and this opportunity, perhaps ordinary people can't wait for in their lifetime.

Even if you encounter it, it must be difficult for you to control it.

"The Apocalypse is an all-knowing part."

Ma Wei sighed: "Being able to predict the future means being able to know your own destiny, this kind of power is really enviable." ”

"Dad, if you want it, I'll grab it!"

"We're going to sit down and talk about it, Yunia."

"What are you talking about?"

"Talking about politeness, how can you shout that the three-phase god is yes."

"Three-headed orphans?"

"It's rude."

"But what I said!"

Yunia said confidently: "He has three heads, and he is an orphan without a father and mother, isn't he a three-headed orphan?" ”

"According to you, all gods are orphans!"

"Except for me."

Yunia said with a serious face.

(End of chapter)