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Chapter 45

"I'm sorry, but I have to."

Dolly Rance said calmly.

The scene suddenly fell into a stalemate, showing a strange tension.

Dolores wasn't sure what he was thinking, but she felt powerless.

"Wanda and Pietro, what is Strucker going to do to them?"

She took a deep breath and simply changed the subject.

"I've heard he's planning to turn them... into germs."

Dolores bit her lip.

"I can help a little on this, if you can cooperate with us, I am willing to help you save them—"

He said this unexpectedly and surprisingly, and Dolores was even taken aback for a moment.

"What did you say?"

Dory Lance looked straight at her, and the two of them seemed to be negotiating peacefully instead of tensely seeing each other.

"I know your backup will definitely come today, but I have to perform the ceremony. This is our last chance."

"You know? Then why don't you run away?"

"I'm willing to take a gamble."

He stared at her deeply: "I am willing to gamble on whether we can successfully return to Nahagana, or all of us will be arrested.

I can help you save them both, and you're betting on me. "

Dolores froze, he was like a moth to a flame.

She couldn't understand.

But she finally said, "Okay, I'll bet you."

She took a deep breath: "But you will definitely lose."

Dolly Lance actually smiled: "I'd rather die on the way home."

She really couldn't understand his obsession.

He called a few people and took her to a room to rest.

Dolores lay on the bed, watching the sun go out from the window, and the evening came.

The door of her room was opened, and outside stood countless Nahaganas covered from head to toe.

They wore gray and white robes with identical hoods and held burning candles.

The entire corridor was illuminated.

Dolly Lance stood at the door and said to her, "Come on, it's time for verification."

She had been changed into a brand new white dress before, her hair was draped behind her, and her face was as beautiful as a sculpture under the candlelight.

Dolores didn't show any emotion, she was more determined than before.

They will definitely come.

So she looked confident and calm.

She stood up and walked to the door, Dolly Lance made room for her, and she walked in the front like a real crown prince.

The migratory birds were holding candles, and they were a group of believers who were terribly silent. There were only rustling footsteps around them, and countless people stood on both sides of the corridor, quietly watching her calmly walk through the candlelight.

Dory Lance followed behind her. His old body was a little bent, supported by a cane, and made a slow tapping sound on the floor.

The crowd moved to the hall, and Dolores walked up to the altar and looked down, only to find that their number was really huge, including men and women, children and old people.

These people stood silently throughout the hall, even outside the corridor door.

She saw Thomas Lullen, horribly pale, with perhaps his family standing beside him.

And Todd the fisherman, and some locals in town she might have seen, and Dolores even saw the innkeeper and his brother.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have believed that they were actually part of this organization.

At dusk, the sky has gradually darkened.

Dolly Rance handed her a pocket knife.

Holding the handle of the knife, Dolores suddenly asked, "Where are they?"

"I guarantee that the lucky siblings are fine. Hydra's temporary base is on a construction site. I lied to them. Now it is estimated that your people have discovered it. Those Hydras will not have the power to resist now. ,Do not worry."

She gripped the handle of the knife tightly.

They thought that Hydra had absolute authority over migratory birds, but now it seems that it is very likely that it is only part of Dolly Lance's plan.

The hydra thought they would obey, so they would lose their guard, and the betrayal of the migratory birds would be easy.

Dory Lance said softly: "Please begin, Your Royal Highness."

Dolores looked at him, and cut a knife in her palm without hesitation.