The gods crowned her [Famous Book]

Gunshots rang out...

What people imagined did not happen.Someone's bullet is faster than his.

Suddenly, it turned out to be the guard next to Lucas screaming in pain.Then he swayed and fell to the ground. In the blink of an eye, fresh blood seeped out from his chest and heart, gradually staining a large piece of floor tiles under his body red.

"Who?" Lucas was furious. People could clearly see the veins on his almost transparent white neck, and he turned his head vigilantly.

"I..." A short response immediately caught everyone's attention.

"You!" Ivy was more surprised than others, and looked at the person in disbelief.

He didn't answer her surprise, but retracted the gun casually, glanced at her, and then turned to Lucas who was also shocked.

The expression on the latter's face changed from unexpected to annoyed. In just a few seconds, he quickly changed his intricate expression, and stared at him with gritted teeth: "Clarence, what right do you have to kill my guards? This is Ireland, yes The territory that belongs to me is not the Great Britain that you can dictate to me, and you cannot tolerate your presumptuousness."

"I don't have the right." Kevin heard this, and smiled without any annoyance.

Then with a "wow", he pulled out the sword at his waist in full view.

"But that doesn't mean no one has it."

Seeing the back of the sword, Lucas' expression suddenly became more complicated.

Unprecedented unwillingness emerged from the dark gray pupils, like a layer of inescapable gloom, covering his deep and unpredictable eyes very quickly.

Naturally, he couldn't ignore the coat of arms on the back of the sword.

It was the commanding sword of the Duke of Wellington, which never left his body, but today it was in the hands of an outsider.

"Your Excellency the Duke lent me this sword on purpose. I don't want you not to understand what he means." Kevin looked at his face with a smile, as if enjoying his expression at the moment, "If you are sure that your family has the ability to If you compete with Wellington, you may as well avenge your guards, and I will gladly accept your request for a duel."

"Clarence, haven't you been educated enough to learn the lesson of meddling? Your last name is not Wellesley. I hope you will be a quiet bystander. Remember, my today's There is no doubt that the behavior is just to eliminate the aliens, I am the master of this land! And everything that happens before your eyes has nothing to do with you."

"You're right, I really should stand by and watch." Kevin folded his arms, leaning against the birch tree behind him, and suddenly laughed, "It's a pity that I can't tolerate a bastard who claims to be the master of this beautiful country. It goes against my education."

"Clarence!" He was furious, and wanted to raise the gun in his hand several times, but it seemed that he was forcibly suppressed by an invisible force, and he had to put it down after repeated several times, "You have to remember, there is no good thing If you can die well, I certainly can't do anything to you, but sooner or later you will have to suffer the consequences for this."

He left angrily, leaving a bloody corpse on the ground.

Basque and others, who had fallen into complete silence, hurriedly picked up the corpse and carried it away.Suddenly, there were only two people left in the huge manor, and Ivy didn't know how to start the first conversation with him.So he walked silently to the oak forest deep in the garden.

He followed behind softly, also silent, only hearing the cracking and trembling of the leaves after being stepped on, like the broken wings of a butterfly.

The setting sun had vanished, and night fell quietly, enveloping the garden where owls were hooting.

The shadows of the trees overhead were vague, and the moonlight penetrated through the mottled gaps to the ground, illuminating the gravel path ahead.

"Miss Wellesley." In the slightly damp night wind, he finally said his first greeting.

She reluctantly raised the corner of her mouth: "Mr. Duke. Congratulations on your release. It's a pleasure to see you here."

It was hard to see the expression on her face clearly in the dark night, he tentatively stepped forward, watching her stop before turning around.

"I'm also very happy." He seemed to be trying to calm the breathing in his chest, and he waited for the restlessness and tension in the beating of his heart to subside a little before continuing, "After you left, I was alone in that cold and damp Tower of London. Prison thinks a lot. I think over and over what you and I have said, that we have had very different paths, that our thoughts and perspectives are vastly different, and I think you are wrong."

"What's wrong? I used to think that you were an out-and-out realist, cold-blooded, stubborn and stubborn. In fact, I also think so now, but maybe there have been some changes."

"Aha..." He curled up his lips and smiled, staring at her deeply all the time, seeing her chestnut hair being rolled up by the wind, he couldn't help raising his hand very naturally, like a friend who has been with her for many years. She put it behind her ears, "So I say you are wrong."

When he said "you are wrong", his tone was very soft, just like the sunshine in Winchester forest in summer, Ivy couldn't help squinting her eyes, and looked up at his smiling face.

"For you, I am willing to abandon all the values ​​I have formed in the past 30 years, so that there will be no differences between us, let alone drifting apart.

I have certainly made a very bad impression in your eyes because of my unforgivable mistakes in the past.

But I can change everything for you now, just like you want me to be, Ivy... Do you know how I was set free? "

"Are you going to the battlefield too?"

He nodded and sighed, "I will fight Napoleon with your brother. Do you know where the battlefield is?"

"Waterloo..." she replied.

"Yes, Ivy, only you and I in this world know who belongs to the victory of this battle. But we also know how tragic it will be. Fate will never favor any side. If it is not for the arrival of reinforcements at the last moment, There is no doubt that your brother and Napoleon's endings will be reversed, so I may die there. But before the fate comes, I will do something that I will never regret again."

"No, no, no." Guessing what he was going to say next, Ivy immediately opened her pupils wide, took two steps back, and stopped his next sentence before he could speak, "I'm really sorry, but please Don't say any more."

"No, Ivy, if I have been patient with this matter, I think I will spend the rest of my life in regret." Regardless of her intentional interruption, he spoke suddenly and hurriedly, staring straight into her eyes that were eager to deny, " I love you, forgive my abruptness, but I've been thinking about how to propose to you, like today."

"No, no, you're wrong." Ivy pursed her dry lips, and squeezed out a laugh from her throat, "You shouldn't have such thoughts."

"But I love you, Ivy."

"Listen to me first, Kevin, you should have known it a long time ago. I am not suitable for marriage at all, and I am not suitable for you. You should have a better wife than me to share your surname. You will be very happy and will In everyone's blessings, we will grow old together, but that person is definitely not me."

"But I love you, I can no longer love others like I love you, please listen to my sincere confession, just this time, okay?" He slowly approached her, his tone gradually flustered, but always sincere Stare into her struggling eyes.

"I hear you, Kevin." She insisted stubbornly, her trembling body slowly backed away, "but I'm really not suitable for you. The qualified hostess of your manor, if we get married, we will only quarrel over this and that, as well as many new contradictions and new differences that will emerge endlessly in the future. Do you want to accept a marriage without happiness and sense of belonging?"

"You don't even want to look at me, so how can you say arbitrarily that it's not suitable?"

"I'm not only not suitable for you, I'm not suitable for everyone! I will never get married, that completely defeats my original intention, you are fine, Kevin, it's not that I'm not satisfied with you. It's that I was born insulated from marriage , that is not my will and ambition at all, can you understand what I mean?"

"Ivy!"

His pupils gradually turned red, and he was a little incoherent, "I, how should I let you know how much I love you, and I can really do everything you ask me to do for you, I know what you yearn for Power and freedom, you have your persistence, I can compromise all these for you...

Please look down at me, I give all I have, including my crown, status and those possessions.

In short, everything that can be given to you, including this heart that has completely surrendered to you, is given away.

If you think they are too trivial, tell me, what is not good enough in me to make you so blind to my entreaties. "

He used to be so proud, gloomy, with eyes above the top, so self-respecting like a golden lion, but now he is like a puppy after crying hoarsely, looking at her messily and wetly with a head of chestnut furry curly hair, eyes Turning red, stubbornly telling how much he loves her, how urgent and sincere he is to propose to her.

But she could only pretend not to see it.

Unable to wait for her response, he quickly smiled and lowered his head.

He was as frustrated as a frustrated child, leaning against the wall covered with vines behind him, his body seemed to have no strength at all, and he stretched out his fingers to pick up his hair.

After a long time, he finally broke the silence again, and his deep voice was a bit self-deprecating: "But I don't want you to feel that my love is a burden to you. Falling into feelings for you is not too much torture. Only when you can be sober It was real pain, I knew that if I proposed to you now I would [-]% get rejected, but I put down my pride and did it."

"But the ending is still the same." He said in a very low voice.

Her chest kept rising and falling, but she never spoke again.

"Aiwei, I have already anticipated all the results before I came here..." He raised his hand and brushed the messy hair back, "I have already planned it, no matter how you answer me, I will do my best , do your best to uphold your beliefs. Even if I will die on a cruel battlefield, I will fight that battle without hesitation.

Because behind me are you and your country, I cannot let your hard work and your wishes be burned because of the war, that is more painful than letting me die. "

He finished expressing his heart word by word, and saw her eye sockets slowly turning red in the moonlight, and he even saw a drop of blurred liquid tremblingly condensing and rolling in the center of the pupil, and was about to fall.

"terribly sorry……"

She kept saying "sosorry".

He could only look at her with a smile.

"Ivy..." After she stopped, he was silent for a moment, and said, "You have nothing to do to me. Loving you is a right, and being loved is not an obligation."

"I have already found a way to go back." He suddenly raised his head, his deep pupils seemed to be a mysterious gravitational force leading to the vast sky, making people unable to help but look at these dark blue eyes.

"Through it, you will soon be able to return to your own world, would you like to?"