Looking at this sister who originally thought she was very familiar, Flomien could see that this was not a joke, she was serious, she couldn't help but gasp, and then cast her eyes at this sister as if there was magma rolling in it, and her hand pressed the hilt of the sword.

"Salorath, do you know what you're doing?" Flomien snorted, his fingers holding the hilt of his sword white.

Turning her head, Salorath looked at this angry compatriot, the eldest prince of Haysting, an excellent commander, she understood his thoughts, for him, the most important thing in this world was the Anslin family, with him for a day, then all the people who hurt the Anslin family were his enemies, including Salorath.

Now, he saw her as an enemy, a mortal enemy who would kill her faster and faster.

"Of course, I'm well aware. But she still smiled brightly.

"For what?"

"I can answer this question, but it may not be very convincing for you, so it is better to explain it to someone more convincing. Salorath shrugged her shoulders indifferently, turned to Avery II in a wheelchair, and crouched down.

The conversation between the two did not deliberately lower their voices, so some of the people in the crowd below the dirt slope could hear the conversation between the two clearly, and suddenly, both the faction close to Fromion and the other opponents had a huge commotion. The nobles were fine, because their residences and families were in the highlands on the edge of the palace district, and there was a line of defense in front of them, so they didn't face the war that spread to Bern, so they just felt unimaginable about the methods used by Salorath, and they could calm down for the time being.

But the soldiers who came from civilian backgrounds were different. Their families generally live in civilian areas of Bern, which are now being attacked by enemies of unknown origin. In a state of uncertainty about life and death, the army's morale suddenly began to be unstable. Flanagan and Estud were able to rely on their long-standing prestige to suppress their men, while some of the nobles' guards had quietly escaped through the darkness of the night.

"What do you want to do to your father?" Fromion asked warily about Salorath's behavior, and if Salorath was wrong, he might draw his sword against him.

"Don't worry, I'm just getting him out of this state. Salorath didn't care about Flomien's threat at all, took out a clear reagent tube from the pocket of her slim jacket, and pinched the sides of Avery II's mouth with one hand, parting his mouth somewhat roughly. I poured the liquid tumbling in the reagent tube all at once.

During this time, Flomien watched Salorath's every move, and his eyes twinkled as he saw her infuse Avery II with an unknown liquid, but in the end he did not make a move.

As the minutes ticked by, the screams from Bern became clearer and clearer, and the light of the fire grew brighter and brighter, and even the light of the moon was robbed.

He looked at Avery II, whose eyes were closed, as if he were no different from before. Looking at the raging fires in Bern in the distance, Flomien's face was cloudy.

After a few moments, Frommien finally made up his mind, turned around and shouted, "Flanagan." Ai ......"

But he had barely uttered a few words when his shouting was interrupted by a groan, not how loud it was. In fact, this moan is almost inaudible if you don't listen carefully, but it was Avery II, the titular ruler of Haysting, who made it.

The moans grew louder and louder. Suddenly, a thunderous sound sounded from the belly of the former king, and a foul smell quickly spread. Then it was blown away by the night wind.

Then Avery II's eyes opened again, and it was no longer cloudy as before, but clear, and as his eyes changed, his whole body seemed to come to life, even if his body was still weak, but the power of being a ruler had automatically returned to him.

"Welcome back, my dear father. ”

Probably because he had just woken up, Avery II was still a little confused, but this was quickly dispelled by Salorath's opening.

"Salorath, Flomien, what's the matter?" came a low, hoarse voice from Avery II's mouth. He looked up at Saloras in front of him, then turned his head to look around, his gaze paused on the seventeenth princess, and then swept over Gehr without any hindrance to Flomien on the other side, and finally stopped at Salorath.

"You did it?" said Avery II's voice, though in questioning rhetoric, was filled with unmistakable affirmation.

"Of course, Father, I have prepared a feast to celebrate your return. Salorath smiled and turned behind Avery II, pushing him a few steps forward so that he could see Bern clearly.

"Huh?" Looking down at Bern from above, the intense firelight and faint shouting made Avery II quickly realize what was happening, and his pupils instantly constricted. "Fromion, you can take someone now...... "Avery II made a judgment in an instant.

"It's too late. At this time, there was a sudden mournful scream from the direction of the palace area, probably because everyone was in the palace area now, so those sorrowful screams seemed to be close to the ears, and Saloras's casual voice slowly sounded. "Nothing can be stopped. ”

"Sister, why the hell are you doing this? Have you forgotten the oath we made together in the mercenary group to protect the Anslin family?" Flomien, who had not spoken since Avery II woke up, could no longer contain his anger and shouted at Salorath.

"Father, don't you give him an affirmative answer?" Salorath said with a smile and a nonchalant attitude, "By the way, it was Uncle Placia who led the team through the city gate, you brothers haven't seen each other for a long time, and Uncle Placia misses you very much." ”

"You!" Avery II's eyes widened to the extreme, like a weakened old lion who still had the majesty of the past, but after a moment his eyes closed heavily, and he leaned back in his wheelchair as if he was disheartened.

"It seems that you are not in the mood to talk, father, and I have to talk about it in the end. Salorath shook her head with a sigh, her eyes mixed with pleasure and sadness on the former ruler and her brother, who had been close to her as a person, her eyes were very complicated, and the smile that had not been interrupted was mixed with something indescribable.

"I'm sorry, Buddha, I really can't keep your protection and persistence for you, I'm sorry for you as a sister, but everything is almost over, but don't worry, I will give you an explanation. ”

"Sister...... I ......" Fromion felt ominous in Salorath's words.

"Sylvia, are you ready?" Salorath looked at the seventeenth princess to the side, her eyes unusually gentle, and said an unfamiliar name.

"Yes, Mom. The Seventeenth Princesses took two steps forward, took Saloras's waist, and buried her head in her warm bosom.

"Silvia?Seventeen, aren't you called Lilith?Wait, Mom?!" Flomien, who was still confused about the name of the seventeenth princess at first, heard Sylvia's words, and her whole person suddenly froze, and her eyes looked at Saloras in disbelief, and then at Sylvia in her arms, and the muscles of her face began to shake uncontrollably.

At the same time, Avery II's body, whose eyes were closed, trembled slightly.

"You heard it right, Sylvia is my daughter, always has been, and you're her own uncle. Salorath smiled grimly. "Of course, it's not wrong for you to call her sister to a certain extent. ”

Flomien's eyes were suddenly overwhelmed by fear, and the tremor that had been limited to his face suddenly spread all over his body, and then his eyes were fixed on Avery II.

"Just as you think, Sylvia's father is your most beloved and admired father, one of our greatest lords in Haysting, the one in front of you!" Without a pause, Salorath loudly and directly exposed the biggest scandal of the royal family, like a bloody blade piercing Flomien's heart. "Remember ten years ago, when I left Bern suddenly for the north? I didn't go anywhere, in this city, in this palace, and I stayed for more than a year, until I gave birth to Sylvia. ”

Hearing this, Gelmeran, who was standing on the side, suddenly had answers to many things, and he really couldn't imagine that King Avery II, who was known as the Ming King, was secretly such a shameless person.

And the people under the dirt slope were suddenly shocked by this bombshell news.

"You...... Seventeen...... No, Father, you ......" Compared with Gehr, who is only emotionally emotional from an outsider's standpoint, Frommien, who has always regarded the Ansling family as the highest faith, has been affected several times greater, and his logical ability and speech ability are a little abnormal.

"Father, don't you really want to say anything to my poor brother?" said Salorath softly, like whispering in a lover's ear, but with a fierce malice in it.

"Yes, it's my fault, what do you want?" Avery II opened his eyes again, his eyes full of complexity, but his mind was always deep, and he still maintained the demeanor of a lord.

"Wrong? Recognize, dear father, have you forgotten how you are sick?" Salorath's smile was gone, and her face was full of murder.

"Sick ...... Is that you?" Avery II's pupils widened instantly.

"Of course, as soon as you think about Sylvia, you start to get seriously ill, you don't really think it's such a coincidence......

"Enough!"

A loud shout interrupted Salorath as she continued to peel open the ugly scars on the Anslin family.

At the same time, a large silver arc of the moon with a whining sound in the air came at Salorath and Sylvia, including Avery II...... (To be continued......)

PS: It's really a death story to write Western Fantasy!I'm a little depressed, and I'm late for the update, and the second one is probably early in the morning.