"Ancient mystical stories, the cause of the gray fog... and why humans can combine flesh and blood with evil species..."
"I think Sarah's current political leanings are a bit too conservative, and I don't like it - so I want to take this opportunity to take back what I deserve."
"So you shouldn't be called Katina?"
"That's right."
Katina nodded slightly, looked up, and her whole aura changed rapidly.
"I am the true heir of the ancient Serran Kingdom, Sheena Blowhaven Victoria."
"With your intelligence, you must have realized that my request is completely legal - Sarah is the continuation of Seran."
"It is time to put the disordered history back on track and restore the ancient kingdom of the Sun King in the easternmost part of Icarolin!"
really.
Hitzfeld's heart sank.
The name alone was enough to confirm everything - she still remembered the name that the tip of the pen had spontaneously left when she first discovered the secret of the divine blood ink.
Lena Blowhaven Victoria.
There is little difference in pronunciation and the surname details are exactly the same.
Close your eyes...
Open your eyes wide again.
"how about you."
Turning his gaze again, Hitzfeld looked at the figure he had been staring at at the beginning.
"Don't tell me you can't see, this is just their lie and design."
"..."
"answer me."
"..."
"summer."
Chapter 131 Divine Sword
"I... am not sure..."
It was the first time she spoke since she fell into silence, but Xia Yibing felt as if she hadn't spoken normally for ten years.
Stumbling and pronouncing words incompletely, she had to put more of her energy into the subtle control of the syllables.
But the results have been minimal.
She knew in her heart that this was disgust.
Hated what she had learned since arriving in this country, with its history, its existence, its language.
But fortunately, it is still uncertain after all.
And the person standing opposite her now was the final reason why she was still unsure... and still willing to speak Sara.
"You came to the palace, Aisuen, which means you may have found out the truth behind the operation codenamed 'Incubation'."
“I…” She clenched her fists, and the white light of a long knife vaguely appeared in the gaps between the five fingers of her right hand. “I’m not sure whether I should still fight for this country or for what I once believed in.”
She knew that her current condition was very dangerous.
The reason why she is Agent Xia Yibing, the reason why she works for Sarah and for the Security Bureau, all stems from her hatred of evil.
She hated those ugly evil seeds so much that she made a great wish from that summer night: until she died, she would use all her strength to realize the long summer! She would kill until every night was as short as a summer night, and until there were no more evil seeds in every night she experienced!
But now this reason completely collapses.
The target of the "Hatch" operation is the Imael family. The Sara royal family dare not trust any of the remaining Latadians, but at the same time they are curious about the power they are said to possess.
So the result is so ridiculous.
Her persistence and belief were nothing but the little girl's wishful thinking. Her real enemy was not the evil creatures who were used as tools and weapons, but humans... the Sara Royal Court that she had trusted not long ago.
"I beg you...Aisun, don't plead for him."
The brim of the big hat was pulled down very low, almost covering the upper half of the woman's face.
"Don't beg for him... You know I have no choice..."
"I didn't want to do this either, but he went too far... They created today's outcome... I just want to correct this mistake..."
She could no longer see her own heart clearly, so she was completely unaware that while she was saying these words, her body was constantly emitting broken black air.
It was not from the damage of the fabric, but from her flesh - Hitzfeld, who was standing not far away, could clearly see her arms, and the half-exposed fair skin had large patches of mottled black spots.
And she also knew very well why women become like this.
Just as she regretted and worried at the time, this was the most difficult calamity Xia Yibing had to overcome in her life.
Other people, or the world, had countless opportunities in the past to save her, to bring her out of this dead end, so that she would not suddenly suffer such a blow and become completely radicalized and lose her mind.
But unfortunately no.
No one dares to take this responsibility.
So who can be blamed?
Sarah VII?
Hitzfeld knew he was lying to himself when he said he had no complaints against King Sara in his heart.
Regarding the lost race Latadia, the hatching operation from the creation of the archive to the completion of the execution could not have been without the guidance of the royal family. It can even be said that this matter was ordered by Sarah VII, the old king was actually Xia's enemy.
I was deceived and used by my enemy, and foolishly served and was loyal to my enemy for so many years. It was not until today that I learned the truth with the help of my enemy.
To be honest, Hitzfeld felt that the woman had been very restrained.
Even if it were her, she wouldn't dare say she could do better than the other person.
She may have already gone mad, obsessed with nothing but revenge and retaliation - no matter who she allies with or what the cost.
"I won't help him." As if she had made the final decision, Xia Yibing looked up, and the long sword in her hand was completely formed.
"I will not allow anyone to help him, including you, Aisuen."
"Her Highness Xina told me everything. This palace and this country originally belonged to her."
"She just wants to... want to take back what she deserves. Of course I know... I'm not sure... whether her methods are extreme."
"No - it should be said that it is definitely too extreme! But!"
"But at least I won't care whether that person lives or dies!"
She was breathing heavily and her body was shaking.
"He must die!"
"Everything after that can be reconsidered later. I can stand by your side and fight against everything you want to fight, but he must die... Charuni Asfin Sara must not live!!!"
"What did she promise you?"
Hitzfeld asked her suddenly.
The woman was silent for a moment.
"She promised me that after everything is over, she will help you get rid of the curse of the Devourer."
"You just want this kind of thing..."
"But you're the only one I want to protect!"
The woman raised her head suddenly and clenched her teeth.
"terribly sorry."
"But this time I don't want to care what anyone thinks."
"I just want to...do my best to pursue those things...that I really want."
"What if I insist on stopping you?" Hitzfeld continued to question her.
"Then I have no choice but to..."
Xia Yibing covered her cheek with her left hand, her voice filled with suppressed pain.
"I have no choice but to ..."
sand……
Hitzfeld frowned again.
She saw clearly that the five fingers of the woman's left hand, including the wrist, had lost any normal skin, as if all the white had been corroded, the joints were protruding, and sharp nails extended from the fingertips... They could no longer be called human limbs.
She glanced at Princess Katina again.
The other person was watching the show leisurely on the side, with the corners of his mouth turned up, looking extremely leisurely and relaxed.
"You deserve to die."
Her next words made the princess' face change slightly.
"I thought you were a very polite child, Aisun."
"You have no right to pronounce my name."
"You really..."
The princess was finally slightly irritated by her.
She remembered the words the servant had brought back to her from the suburban cemetery not long ago.
"You are exactly like that damn bastard Barty Villefort..."
"What do you have to do to let her go?"
Hitzfeld didn't want to talk to her.
"Don't deny it. She was controlled by you. You used a similar method to influence Gaunt."
"I don't care how you did it, but you'd better let her go immediately, otherwise..."
"What else?"
Katina took a step forward, the silver cross sword in her hand flashing with a cold light.
"You didn't kneel before the noble descendants of the ancient gods. You don't realize how merciful I am to you for giving you such a favor! And you even tried to threaten me! Aisuen Hitzfeld——!!!"
She let out a sharp growl.
The earth shook violently.
Hitzfeld didn't need to look back, she guessed that she could definitely control the Death Tree, and those thick roots must have spread around more.
Maybe, he is almost catching up with her.
"You rejected the favor I bestowed upon you, and I will not give you a second chance."
Katina narrowed her eyes and stared at the gray-haired girl, then grinned, her smile wantonly and cruelly.
"I will use this corrupter to kill you myself."
"How can you?"
"You even lost your little pistol..."
Hitzfeld said nothing.
Katina is right.
The revolver was dropped by her while she was climbing up the sand pit, and she no longer had any firearms on her.
Or even if she did, she would have no chance of winning against these two people with her fighting ability.
"Oh, by the way... I forgot that Batty also hid a magical artifact in the ancestral home..."
Katina's eyes kept wandering around the girl, finally locking onto her towering breasts.
"That pen, right?"
"You still have hope for the little bit of divine blood that remains inside."
