First prince, pick up your integrity

There are four things that Ludwig particularly wants to know now, [-]. Why did Lance suddenly leave and what did he do? [-]. What happened to Mephisto after being dragged away by Ye Meng? Pfister, four...

"How are you doing now, Beria?" Ludwig frowned slightly, looking at the situation where the blood flowing from the corner of Beria's mouth was instantly frozen into pieces, his expression was worried but his mood was so good that it couldn't be better.

The orcs deliberately avoided the attack on him just as Ludwig thought, and the only orc who almost slashed his shoulder with a knife also moved his nose when he came close to his feet, and immediately panicked. Braking on the brakes, the big knife that should have chopped off his shoulder brushed past his shoulder, but the orc took several steps back because of the stamina.

Ludwig's side is relaxed, but the pressure on Beria and Amphilina's side has to increase a lot.Facing the powerful offensive of the orcs, the defensive array is obviously no longer the best choice. Although the short-distance teleportation array cannot escape very far, it is a good way to buy time.

Under the leadership of Grand Duke Bernavi, the mages gave up the idea of ​​rebuilding the protective formation and quickly set up a crude teleportation formation.Amphilina was kicked into the teleportation circle by Ludwig, but he himself stayed behind with the excuse of wanting to break up. Naturally, Beria could only risk his life to accompany her to the end.

If there are many people, you can fight, but if there are few people, you can only run away.Although it was said that Ludwig wanted to stay behind, in fact, only Teton and Beria's lackeys would actually do it.As for Ludwig, it is only possible to go on the "elopement" journey with Beria.

Seeing Beria throwing the fireball backwards while pulling himself to run wildly, Ludwig was so excited that his blood almost boiled in this icy and snowy field.Especially when Beria's physical strength was exhausted rapidly, and a mouthful of blood splashed on the white snow immediately after standing still, if he didn't cover his mouth in time, Ludwig would definitely not be able to help laughing out loud.

The demon little Louis on the left flapped his wings and whispered next to him, "Just now, if you stab him hard in the back, even if his body is dismembered and chopped into meat, you can still blame the orcs. He will absolutely Not your match, and no one will find out that you killed him."

There was an evil light in Ludwig's eyes, the sword was clenched tightly in his right hand, and the tip of his tongue licked his cold lips. But the demon in the ear hastily hugged his ear tightly and began to bewitch him.

"You should be very clear that when a person is weak and helpless, his heart is most likely to be broken. Now...be nice to him, even if you want to eat his flesh and drink his blood, you still have to put on a face to him Affectionate. Being betrayed is not the worst thing, the worst thing is that you don't even know how you died, and you don't even know that you were betrayed until you die."

Yes, the worst thing is not being betrayed, but not even knowing how you died, and not knowing that you were betrayed until your death.Ludwig smiled evilly, and immediately put away his expression and stepped forward to support his fiancé.

"What's wrong? Could it be some internal injury just now?"

Beria reached out and wiped the corner of his mouth, but there wasn't any drop of red on his hand, because the blood that spewed out had already frozen into ice, even when he opened his mouth, he could feel that the remaining blood in his mouth had also solidified. trend.

Opening his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood and ice slag, Beria accelerated the movement of the fire element on his body, trying to maintain the temperature on his body within the normal range, and took Ludwig's hand to transfer part of the heat, although Luther now Vichy's expression looked a little fake, but Beria just classified it as the weather was too cold, so the expression was a little rigid, and did not go into the details of what Ludwig was thinking at the moment.

"It's nothing." Beria looked at the surrounding situation with force, and raised his foot again, "Those orcs don't seem to be chasing them anymore. Let's meet up with Benavi and the others."

"I think you need to take a break now." Ludwig looked around, pointed to a landslide and said, "Let's go somewhere first, where the wind should be less."

"No, the sooner we meet at this time, the higher the chances of us surviving." Although Beria also wanted to rest, his reason still told him that it is not suitable to do so now.

Ludwig said relentlessly, "In your current situation, you may collapse before reaching the confluence. You should take a rest first, at least wait for me to heal you with water elements before leaving."

That's what he said, but Ludwig only wanted to delay the time for the rendezvous. He had learned ice magic, and his resistance in the snowy area was much higher than that of other people; Beria, in the absence of other heating equipment and equipment, can only consume more mana to maintain body temperature.

For Beria now, the more mana consumption, it means "the sooner he dies"!In order to kill him, Ludwig didn't even care about his own life, so how could it be possible for him to join everyone so quickly?

Under the repeated persuasion of His Royal Highness, Beria finally agreed.Just when he hid under the ramp, he couldn't hold back and wanted to close his eyes, but Ludwig immediately pushed him awake.

"Belia, don't sleep, wake up, absolutely can't sleep now!"

"Belia, raise the temperature a little higher and take off your shirt. I'll heal your injury first."

"No, the blood is frozen on the wound, and the temperature needs to be a little higher. I can heal your wound only when the blood is melted away."

"Wait, is your body temperature too high, and your complexion is not right, put away the magic first, you don't have a fever."

In terms of how the healthy and healthy Crown Prince Conrad was tossed into a ninth-level disability after having a fever in the ice and snow, only a bad-hearted "fiancée" is needed.

"Louis, don't do it, I...I..." His Royal Highness, who had been tossed all night, was already a little angry, with one hand stroking his forehead and the other on his heart, he was exhausted enough to even say a complete sentence.

Seeing how effective his poison was, Ludwig really wanted to look up to the sky and laugh three times, put his hips on his hips and tell Beria that you will die here and no one will come to rescue you. Beria's expression must be very funny and very funny.

However, Ludwig still told himself again and again that before the time came, Beria should be even more miserable and more painful.Beria owed him a life, and he could not repay the debt simply by using his life to repay the debt. There has long been no good thing in this world to borrow money without charging interest.

At night, Ludwig leaned in Beria's arms, relying on the abnormal body temperature to keep warm, whether it was the heat of a fever or the fire element brought by Beria, Ludwig enjoyed it anyway, and Beria Lia could be in trouble.With dazed eyes, Ludwig called a few times, and after shaking his fingers in front of him a few times, he found that Beria did not respond at all, so he simply cut two holes on Beria's fingertips with a dagger, and the blood Before it solidified, a layer of dead air was poured into it.

The wound, which was only a little bigger than the needle hole, festered and festered quickly, and the area became bigger and bigger. The blood and ruptured pus formed ice and wrapped the finger. Chilblain also appeared soon, and the painful and itchy feeling quickly woke up. Beria couldn't help scratching at the frostbite, and the second wound appeared immediately, and the previous situation was repeated.

Ludwig persuaded Beria with heartache, don't scratch, must hold back, but he watched the blood and pus spread to Beria's entire palm and did not make any movement to stop it.Here he couldn't help feeling a little ashamed, his acting skills were really not as superb as Beria's back then.

Back then when Ludwig had a splitting headache and hit his head against the wall, Beria would stand in front of him dedicatedly, even if his chest was injured, he would not let Ludwig's forehead touch the wall.Such desperate and serious acting skills really make Ludwig a little "moved" when he thinks about it now.

Old illnesses, poisons, new injuries, dead spirits, and fourfold pincer attack, even Lance and Mephisto's non-human physiques can't bear it, so how can Beria survive.

Soon, when the first ray of sunlight hit Beria's cheeks in the morning of the second day and melted away the frost on his eyelashes, His Royal Highness Conrad's Crown Prince opened his eyes, and the cold drops of water fell down and slashed across the dry and cracked skin. Instead, it was a more piercing pain.

Beria took a few deep breaths, and with great effort took off a bracelet representing identity from the festering hand and pushed it into Ludwig's arms together with his sword, "Take this to Kangla Germany."

"No." Ludwig shook his head resolutely. He knew very well that Beria might not be able to last long. As long as he worked harder, Beria would definitely die.So how could he leave at this time?He couldn't bear to leave without witnessing someone's tragic death.

"..." Beria's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, as if his vitality had been exhausted in one night, he could feel that he might not be able to survive today, so instead of burying some words in his heart forever, maybe say them out It doesn't matter anymore.

"Louis, listen. If you want Otto's throne, go to my father. If you want to live, never go back to Otto."

"What?" Ludwig sneered, Beria was dying, and he hadn't forgotten to send him to Conrad.Could it be that Beria couldn't use him himself, and was planning to let Caesar use him?He really deserves to be the most dedicated Crown Prince in the entire continent.

"This matter is very important. You have to promise me not to tell anyone, neither Duke nor Lance, even when talking with Mephisto." Beria grabbed Ludwig's hand It is a prudent confession that apart from Ludwig's reflection, nothing else can be seen in the amber pupils.

Ludwig was a little suspicious by this serious expression, and couldn't help but wonder what Beria was going to tell him.

"You are not Andre's biological son..."

"!!!"

"But you are Otto's only heir! The only heir with true royal blood."

The author has something to say: Lance: Achievement achieved on the third day of the daily update!

Mephisto: I'm very surprised, upstairs, why are you still so happy without your role? Duke: Because this is the rhythm of a certain scum, if there is one less competitor, we will have more roles!

Beria: ...

Mephisto (nodding his head): Oh, so it is!Dad, help me kill this knight who is following us!

Yemeng: Aww~ (biting)

Mephisto: And that money fan over there!

Yemeng: Aww~ (biting)

Vinniere: Who are you going to bite?my dear general? ! (spooky appearance

Ye Meng: ... Aww~ (bites her own tail, shakes)