"why are you laughing?"
Xia Yibing once again pressed the barrel of the gun against Russell's back, "You haven't answered all our questions yet... I'm curious whether you are truly loyal to Her Majesty the Queen."
"I just think I made the right choice and want to express my appreciation for you guys... Is this matter that important?"
Russell raised his chin slightly, with a rare hint of helplessness in his tone.
"I really want to trust you, Mr. Russell." Hitzfeld also looked at him, "But once some bottom lines are crossed, people often become unrecognizable to themselves."
“So I want a definite answer.”
"Are you still loyal to Sarah, loyal to Alwyn."
"And what is your relationship with the Mimics? Why did they know that your right arm was injured?"
"Don't you think these two questions are contradictory?" Russell said.
"For example, if I answer 'Yes, I did cooperate with the Mimic'... then no matter how I answer the first question, I'm sure you won't trust me."
Hitzfeld was stunned for a moment.
Although...but when the idea came true, she still couldn't help feeling palpitations.
"Why?" She suppressed her surprise and continued to ask him, "The glory of the thorn birds? Must it be restored in the west? Can't it be restored in the east?"
"When we first met, I asked you why you always chose justice over law when you had to choose between it and justice."
"I'm telling you that's because I feel guilty if I don't do that!" Hitzfeld roared.
"Yes...conscience." Russell nodded. "For a long time, I doubted whether this thing really existed. I didn't understand why humans could be so cruel to their companions."
"Cruel? ...What on earth are you talking about?"
"I can see that you all have great ideals." Russell stared at the wall without moving, "You believe that your cause is just..."
"But if I say that I didn't kill my relatives with my own hands, and that everything was done by Charuni, and that he forced me to take the blame and join Nightingale in this capacity..."
"Do you still think this is just?"
what did he say?
Hitzfeld was stunned.
She never imagined that there was such a hidden story behind it.
She instinctively questioned: "It's unlikely... This is illogical. Isn't he afraid of your betrayal?"
"Don't be afraid." Russell shook his head.
"This mechanical arm is a power but also a curse. It is connected to half of my brain. As long as I make a proven act of rebellion, my head will explode into pieces."
"We should be able to empathize with this kind of hidden worry and pain."
"Are you right?"
"Hitzfeld."
Hitzfeld didn't immediately pay attention to what he said.
Because she saw something suddenly fall from outside the window of the room inside the open door on Russell's right.
It was like a shadow covering the sky, enveloping the entire hotel.
Chapter 112: The Personality of Carloni-Deka
Time goes back to ten minutes ago.
At the street corner seven hundred meters away from Baohuang Hotel, Karoni Deka, accompanied by his servant, finished his sixth cup of fruit tea this afternoon.
Because he was anxious to know Hitzfeld's final decision and was waiting to make a series of decisions to cooperate with her, he didn't even eat anything, for fear that gastrointestinal movements would divert blood from the brain, causing his thinking to become dull.
Milanka sat opposite him wearing a veil. Seeing his restless look, she couldn't help but smile. "In my memory, you have always been a mastermind. I never thought you had this side."
"You're joking." Kaloni shook his head. "After all, I'm only human. I still have to follow those objective laws, including impatience."
"I don't think impatience is a rule you should follow."
If the previous words could be understood as a joke, these words brought the two people too close together.
The Earl couldn't help but look up at the queen again, and indeed... he saw some surging desire in those dark eyes.
He was not surprised, because in Talignan, if a beautiful woman like Milanka did not depend on a man, she would definitely not be able to have a peaceful life.
This is true even for the Frost Sky Dragon. Think about it, she didn't grow up in the Northern Wilderness, and she lacks that kind of toughness in her character... Everything she has seen in her spy career is decadence and debauchery, and now she happens to have lost the entire Simorf family and her greatest support. Of course, she will have a strong sense of insecurity.
It was as if there was a missing place deep inside her... The control of the Necromancer could not fill it and only made her feel scared. She needed a truly trustworthy man to fill it.
After just a glance, Kaloni looked away.
If it was any other time - possibly any time, he wouldn't mind counterattacking fiercely after receiving such a gesture of goodwill and taking the woman down as quickly as possible.
But only now, thinking that a person who loves to enjoy life like him could actually endure not eating for a whole afternoon, his brain, which had always been nourished by blood, told him: Now is not the time to talk about love.
"If she agrees, what will you do to her?"
Milanka was a little disappointed when she saw that the Count did not respond further.
She thought clearly that among all the men she could come into contact with, Kaloni Deka was definitely the highest quality and most reliable one.
First of all, he is the leader of the Hot Spring Dragons, who has supported this force for many years and has been fighting against the Dead Spirits for a long time. Her biggest fear - "the person she found is actually a monster at heart" can be avoided to the greatest extent.
And of course his ability... Isn't it strong enough for someone to stand in this position and fight against the Undead Party? Milanka's vision is not so dead. She cares more about the earl's mind, rather than his extraordinary power that has never been revealed and belongs only to the Hot Spring Dragon lineage.
"It's not that easy for her to agree." Kaloni shook his head. "I asked Eugenie and his wife. According to their testimonies, she is far from being a simple girl detective."
"Is she a transcendent?"
"She's even stronger than that. She has reaction speed and certain instincts that even extraordinary people can't match."
"instinct?"
"Eugeni said... 'Her reasoning is often so accurate that it makes no sense. Although she is always right in retrospect, there is not enough evidence to support her before everything is confirmed. However, she and the people around her have always believed it.'... I tend to think that this is because her mind is too sharp. She is the kind of person who can solve cases by intuition."
"Don't people like that only exist in legends?" Milanka was very surprised.
She originally just wanted to find out whether Kaloni was interested in this "princess" who was certain to be his wife. After all, she knew very well that he was ambitious and would not be satisfied with being a dog for the royal family as before...but she didn't expect that there would be such a secret.
"Legends are born naturally because they once existed." The Count nodded, "And this situation can be explained in detail. Many of my subordinates have solved cases using intuition, but they just can't keep it up."
"Then she must be able to see through Sarah's scheme behind this?"
"I don't think she can't see it... After all, it's too obvious, so I said she wouldn't agree easily."
"But after careful consideration, she will still agree, right?" Milanka tilted her head and stared at the Count, "She is actually still under your control..."
The reason why she likes this man is because she loves his calculation and calmness.
This feeling did not arise suddenly, but had existed for a long time, even when she was a child, before she was sent to the Pu Yue Palace.
Kaloni shook his head and did not respond to such a crude compliment.
He no longer had any doubts about what this woman wanted. If he wanted, he could even do something crazy with the Queen of Dragon Kingdom right here - in the hall of the teahouse whose windows faced the street.
"You won't let Sarah succeed with her plan, will you?"
The more he said this, the brighter Milanka's eyes looked at him, "You are the one who will rebuild the Dragon Kingdom... I have heard the prophecy of the Time Dragon, and you are the savior in the prophecy... Everyone will be saved by you."
"That's just a prophecy." The Earl frowned. "Prophecy and legend are two different things."
"That's not important." Her Majesty the Queen stared down at her reflection in the cup, and her next words almost made him choke on his saliva.
"So you will marry her?"
"Even though you might not love her?"
Without waiting for the Earl to explain, she continued, "Look at the two pretty girls around her. I think Sarah has considered everything... but you got them all for free. You could have just taken them—"
"That's enough, Your Majesty." Kaloni had to interrupt her, "...This topic has gone too far."
He claims not to be a gentleman.
Just as he had no problem having something with the woman in front of him...if Milanka was replaced by the young female detective, he would not show mercy either.
But the premise is voluntary.
If the other party doesn't want to, then he won't cross the line.
"You are much more cautious than I thought." Milanka unconsciously switched to addressing him with honorifics, as if she had returned to her teenage years, standing in front of the nominal head of the family with an ignorant look.
"Why... Even if you are so serious, forcing her can speed up your plan..."
“My father used to think so, too.”
After thinking about it, Kaloni decided to explain it to her.
This damn atmosphere is too depressing, and he needs to vent some emotions.
"My father is the typical guy who doesn't treat women as human beings."
"He played with and exploited women, and gained a lot of benefits from it... I thought this was the way a leader should act, until he was slit in the throat by my mother in bed."
The queen's expression changed instantly.
"Yes, his throat was cut." The count said calmly, "The rumor that he died of tuberculosis was that he died, but I know the truth. I slept in the small bed next to them and saw the whole process clearly."
"She also knew that I saw it. Well... I'm not sure. After everything was done, she knelt in front of my bed and confessed the blood on her hands. But she said she didn't regret it, because the way my father treated her and occupied her in the early years was enough to make the punishment he received ten times more cruel."
"So from then on I knew that maybe I could use women, but I could never treat them as tools."
The Count looked the Queen in the eyes.
"This is not something that can be done just to accelerate a plan... I firmly believe this, and I think the consequences of doing so will offset my short-term gains and lay hidden dangers for the country's future."
The queen was so shocked that she was speechless.
But the look in his eyes became even more intense.
Carloni's eyelids twitched and he almost grinned uncontrollably under those seductive eyes.
A woman who had gone through various teachings and been refined in the Grape Moon Palace was indeed not comparable to a green fruit. He forced himself to calm down and not think about those crazy possibilities.
Just then, he saw the glass outside the window...in the dark sky to the left of Milanka's head...it seemed like something moved.
what is that?
It was too far and too dark for him to see clearly, so he simply walked out, went to the street and looked up.
It looked like... a giant rag floating in the night.
Because it was so dark, the whole place was shrouded in shadow and almost blended into the night.
It looks like a sea creature.
If you look closely, you'll see the edges of the rag wave like fins, allowing the mysterious creature to control its speed.
Then the Count saw it fall.
Like a ghost.
Like a predator of the deep sea.
It fell lightly, like a thin membrane of flesh, covering the entire Baohuang Hotel.
"Damn it."
Milanka, who had chased after him, heard the sound he squeezed out from between his teeth.
"Bad news... We probably won't be able to wait until the Spiritual Separation Festival."
Chapter 113 The sky is falling and the earth is falling
"what is that?"
Sixus was standing in a similar position to Hitzfeld, and she also noticed that it suddenly became dark outside the window.
Of course...it wasn't very bright before, because it was already night, and Kerger didn't have the conditions like Wayne to lay as many street lights.
But it shouldn’t be this dark, it’s like all the light has disappeared… like it’s being blocked by something!
Crunch!
As soon as she finished speaking, the window began to groan in pain. The entire glass surface was constantly pressed inward by a force, and the flat surface was bent directly into a convex surface.
"Leave, here." Hitzfeld bit his lower lip hard, forcing himself to control his body that was almost occupied by fear, and uttered a few words intermittently: "No matter where, leave, don't stay..."
