Transform into a fairy girl

In the evening, Mordrake lay drunk on the bed.

Maybe he'll be on trial tomorrow.

As a former leader who has lost his power, only death awaits him.

This is like the wolf king in a wolf pack. Once he loses his position as the leader, he will only be expelled from the pack.

Mordrake drank a lot of wine and planned to anesthetize himself. In his opinion, he would never have another chance in life.

Now that the Brooke family has taken control of the overall situation, as long as they blockade the Tyur River Fort and guard the Alashan Pass, Liguria will completely fall into the sphere of influence of the Brooke family.

Kreya may become the first queen in the history of Liguria.

The only thing Mordrake regrets is that the nobles and generals who once followed him may also suffer the same fate as him.

Kreya is a ruthless woman. She may not be a good wife, but she is definitely a mature and experienced politician.

She was never merciless towards her enemies. In these days, she executed thousands of hostile parties. Even those who remained neutral would be suspected. Those nobles who had had close contacts with Mordrake were all under suspicion. Most of them have been punished.

Kreya knew that the way she obtained her rights was neither bright nor legal. The more such a person was, the more worried she would be about others questioning her. The best way to solve this problem was to remove all those who might question her in advance. All solved.

In troubled times, heavy codes are used, and the same applies to coups.

Kreya killed too many people, most of them innocent people, causing Liguria to enter a dark age. Everyone was terrified and no one dared to stand up and speak nonsense.

The whole of Liguria has become a dead place of silence. Even in the street market during the day, people who know each other dare not talk to each other without permission. They often walk away after a few glances.

Along the way, Mordrake was deeply touched by the great changes in Liguria.

All of this happened because of himself. Only when he was executed, and the fear in Kreya's heart was forever eliminated, would this white terror finally stop.

Mordrake raised his head and looked at the moon in the sky. Only one third of it was missing, just like his own broken soul was about to perish.

He smiled bitterly and closed his eyes, unnaturally thinking of Ai Yi in his mind.

He missed her very much, but tried hard to forget her, just like having a beautiful dream, but unable to turn the dream into reality.

"Aiyi, I'm sorry, please forgive me." Mordrake sadly confessed in his heart, feeling as if he owed an ocean to the world.

It was late at night, and it was as quiet as a cemetery outside.

Mordrake looked at the lifeless city of Karsus outside the window. It was hard to imagine that half a year ago this place was prosperous and prosperous. In just six months, it turned into a dead city.

Mordrake slowly closed his eyes, feeling like a sinner. All of this was caused by his own negligence. It was he who caused the people of Karsus to suffer.

His sins are unforgivable, and only death can truly free him.

The moment he closed his eyes, two lines of hot tears rolled down his face. They were not dying of cowardice, but feeling ashamed for everything he had let down.

"Creak~" There was a sound, and the door outside opened.

"You all stand down." A very familiar voice

The woman's voice was followed by the sound of crisp footsteps coming towards the house. It was the sound of high heels hitting the crystal floor.

Mordrake opened his eyes and saw Kreya actually coming.

She was alone, wearing a white mink velvet coat. Her two snow-white thighs alternated gracefully and were exposed from the gap under the coat from time to time, adding a bit of apricot feeling.

"Your Highness, how do you feel about Karsus's wine?" Kreya came to Mordrake's bedside and sat down.

Two snow-white thighs were entwined, and the legs were crossed.

Mordrac was a little confused by the strong rouge scent exuding from Kreya's body. Coupled with the hazy moonlight, Kreya's handsome face made people feel a little distracted.

"What are you doing here?" Mordrake looked at Kreya, full of hatred for her.

"Don't you have any thoughts about me at all?" Claire took a sip of red wine elegantly, and the crystal-like goblet was slowly placed on the table.

She stood up and unbuttoned her mink coat. She was actually wearing nothing underneath, and her snow-white body was unreservedly displayed in front of Mordrake.

Mordrake's eyes froze for a moment, then he closed his eyes in feigned disgust.

"Shameless~" Mordrake scolded.

"Haha, shameless is good, then I will show you shamelessly." Kreya said, pushing lightly with both hands, and the mink velvet coat on her body slid down to the ground along her smooth body.

She sneered and actually got on the bed directly and threw herself on Mordrake.

Mordrake felt Creya's soft body and his eyes widened in surprise. He originally thought she was just teasing him. Maybe he saw that he was a dying person and deliberately came to tease him, just like a cat catching a mouse. , will not eat it immediately, but play with it patiently, and finally swallow it in one bite.

To some extent, women do have similar personalities to cats. They are both mysterious and full of curiosity about things.

However, Kreya's actions at this moment seemed to overturn Mordrake's conjecture. It seemed that she was not teasing, but that it was possible that she was pretending to be real.

"Kreya, are you crazy? Do you really want to do this?" Mordrake stared at Kreya and asked in disbelief.

"What's wrong, my dear prince, are you scared?" Kreya sneered, her white legs spread gracefully, and she sat on Mordrake's body.

Although the two have not yet had any substantial contact, this scene has completely disrupted Mordrake's thoughts.

He couldn't understand Claire's actions, let alone what such actions would bring to her.

Why would a noble woman who was about to become the Queen of Liguria do this to her prisoner on a night like this?

Does she still have feelings for him?

As soon as a thought flashed through his mind, Mordrake quickly denied this speculation. It was impossible. How could a woman with a snake-like heart have true feelings?

Even family affection can be used as a bargaining chip in power transactions, so what is affection?

Mordrake really couldn't figure it out and couldn't guess. He could only stare blankly at this mysterious woman, wondering what kind of medicine she was selling in her gourd.

"You seem very nervous. Why are you afraid of me?" Kreya sneered, her foxy smile making Mordrake's heart beat wildly.