The cavalry were still fighting outside, but Riddle decided it was just a death throes. The invincible cavalry of the princess of Bristine was a powerful force that no army of any country in the entire main plane dared to confront head-on, and it was an elite that could definitely be ten or even hundred! When those cavalry launched a charge, Artoria's victory had already been declared.

Inside the city walls, the rest of the men were screaming and desperately trying to defend themselves with what they could find—scythes, pitchforks, and even the wooden weapons that the servants had used to train.

The entire fortress was in a frenzy.

In the air, Riddle smelled a strange and unfamiliar smell. He felt a wave of fear, and the breath ...... That's the breath of a dead corpse!

Pampered all his life, as the prince of a country and the future ruler of the kingdom, now he is stirred by this stench for the first time. He retched in pain.

And with this stench welling up in my heart, it was a sharp pain that was heart-rending.

The once warm embrace, the caring eyes that have been there since childhood, the woman who is so gentle that people yearn for it, her mother...... All of a sudden it turned into a secret warning message that I heard when I woke up last night - Princess Diana was secretly executed by the evil god because she tried to escape from the accusation.

Tears suddenly blurred his vision.

Clutching the two walls of the tunnel, Riddle cried like a child.

It shouldn't be like this! It shouldn't be like this!

Why? Why do so good people die? Why do so good people have to accept such suffering? Why?!

The soldiers who shook the gate on the other side should be the army of Bristle. And their leader, the princess of Britton, searched for a fellow named Riddle over and over again, the one who had murdered her subordinates.

None of this qiē is true, and none of this qiē is true. There are no ancient evil gods, no death of my father, and I have never been threatened by those evil gods, I am still the prince of Caesar's empire, and I am still the happiest person in the world.

But where did she go......

Then he suddenly remembered. He remembered. It was the order of the two evil gods, the order of the two evil gods who clearly promised him that as long as she obediently cooperated, she would not harm his mother, and it was those two evil gods who ordered his mother to be executed!

Just the day before yesterday!

Those two wicked scoundrels!

Those two guys who have to be burned at the stake!

Those two disgusting, ugly, and garbage evil gods!

They killed her!

Uh, ah, ah!! the sin is unforgivable!

I'm going to kill them! I'm going to kill them!

Riddle howled, rolling frantically and painfully down the hall, tears streaming down his face. He longed, he stood before those people, his body longed, his soul longed. He's going to kill those who hurt her with his own hands!

"He's crazy!" Nick shouted hoarsely just inches beyond Langton's ear, drowning out the roar of artillery fire, the metal of swords against shields, and the howls of pain.

At this moment, the walls trembled again.

"He's already insane!" Langton shouted in reply, and then shouted to Count Nick next to him, "Lord Count Nick, now that you are in command of us, what do you want us to do?"

"Surrender!" Count Nick, covering his ears to avoid the gunfire, screamed without hesitation. Langton shook his head as he looked at the battlefield under the city walls.

"It's too late! Riddle has made us all miserable. Unless Artoria decides to make peace with us. All we can do is fight...... Even if he wanted to, he might not be able to stop this battle. What are you going to let us do now?" Langton asked again.

"Then fight!" Nick stood up and shouted hoarsely, "Wait for reinforcements to arrive!

Langton grabbed Nick's belt in pain. "No reinforcements! No reinforcements at all!" That idiot at Riddle locked up all the messengers asking for help! The other cities didn't know what was going on here, they wouldn't come to our rescue! We wouldn't have reinforcements. ”

Just then, the door was smashed. A band of Buldian warriors stormed the atrium of the most impregnable fortress in the land.

Nick drew his sword and slashed two of the Britterian warriors. Angry roared, "That idiot! how dare he...... How could he do that? Does he want to kill us all?"

Leading the forces in the atrium to repel the attack of the Bristan warriors, Nick roared loudly. "Hurry up and send messengers for help! As long as we can hold on, we can wait for reinforcements to arrive! Fight with them in street battles! These cavalry are not familiar with the terrain as we are, and they can't help us in street fighting!"

The middle-aged earl's order was conveyed quickly and was carried out to the best of his ability.

Eventually, the battle lasted three hours, and the desperate defenders blew down the gates, successfully holding back Artoria's strongest cavalry. And the price is that the knights on Dornier's side are completely abandoned. Outside the collapsed walls against Artoria's strongest cavalry, those poor cavalry, as outcasts, lost all their way back.

The sky was gloomy, and the sun of a few hours ago was no longer visible, and it seemed that even the sky was saddened by the killing and the war.

At first, the rebel soldiers restrained themselves from killing, but when the soldiers stormed one of the prisons and found the bodies of hundreds of their comrades, the soldiers who had lost their comrades went crazy.

The swords in their hands have never been merciful, and the enemies they can kill will definitely be stabbed to death by them with red eyes in the first place. Many of Dornik's defenders raised their hands to surrender after being surrounded, when red-eyed rebel fighters rushed up and hacked them to death.

At the last second before they died, they didn't know why these neighboring warriors, who had been peaceful and easy to talk in the past, had become so crazy.

Artoria dragged her tired body through the pouring rain, the icy rain sliding down the edge of her Wind King's enchantment, making the maiden in it look confused.

All around, murderous subordinates wantonly slaughtered Donnick's defenders. If it was usual, she would definitely speak out to stop this kind of atrocity, but now she is not in the mood to stop it.

It was like a hole in the sky, and the rain was pouring down, Riddle's dark brown hair clung to his head with the rain, and his feet slipped on the muddy ground of the castle's atrium. The wind staggered him. He forced himself to keep moving his legs. There is only one way for him to escape from this bloody and noisy hell.

He finally entered the room. Rushing to the desk, he fumbled with his fingers for the key. He dropped the key twice before reaching the mural next to the bed, tears rolling down uncontrollably, and he finally inserted the key into the keyhole.

Then, the secret passage opened, and a piece of floor on the ground slowly moved to both sides, revealing a dark hole.

Riddle tossed the key and jumped down, forgetting that there was a stone staircase below.

He rolled all the way down, his body under the influence of alcohol, and he fell limply like an old doll. This roll helped him so much that he ended up with only a few abrasions, and did not get hit on his head by the uneven stone steps.

The light from his room could only illuminate a few meters around the entrance of the cave, and beyond that, it was lost in the darkness. He sounded that he should have brought a lantern, but it was too late to think about it. A lot of things are already too late.

While wiping something from his face that he didn't know if it was tears or rain, he began to pull out his legs and run desperately.

The secret door at the end of the walkway leads to the outside of the Donik Fortress. He can run out, escape to the woods, and come back when the killing here has subsided, and he can still ...... He didn't know what he could do, and he didn't know what he could do after killing everyone in Dornier. Anyway, he could have done something else.

Boom -

There was a loud earthquake.

The ground shuddered again, and Riddle fell to the ground as he ran. Finely crushed stones and dirt fell from the ceiling and onto him. And when the tremor passed, he slowly took his breath, stood up and continued to stretch out his hand and rush forward.

In the dark alleyway, a thick cloud of dust floated in the humid air, and the smoke began to irritate his nasal passages, making him cough incessantly.

"Ahem...... Ahem......" The painful coughing sound spread far away in the dark alleyway, and it seemed deep and terrifying.

He didn't know how long he had been running, but when he finally saw the beams of light in the darkness ahead, he frantically slammed down the wooden door of the exit. Just turn it on!

His heart is trembling, just open it, I can get out of here, out of this hell place! Mom is waiting for me in front, I'm going back to her. I've been away for so long, she must be worried, I can't let her worry, I'm going to get out of here, I'm going to get out of here.

Riddle's hazy eyes gripped the old wooden door with his fingernails, and his trembling fingers finally opened the exit door. Facing the gloomy sky outside, he rushed into the drifting rain.

Boom -

A majestic pillar of energy suddenly blasted from a distance and landed heavily on the ground in front of Riddle. A large hole was made in the woods covered with a thick green lawn, and the splatters of dirt sprinkled Riddle who was close at hand.

At the same time, a beautiful figure appeared coldly behind him, pointing the cold blade at him.

"Where do you want to go?" Riddle!" (to be continued......)