hunting light

This buzzing was like a steel needle, instantly piercing the eardrums of Leon and Ian, strangling their necks.

The healing instrument had been kicked to the ground by Raphael, and the nerve healing belt was torn off from the emperor.Before Leon had time to straighten the instrument, he grabbed the manual electric shock board and pressed it on the emperor's chest.

Felix stiffened suddenly, then fell back on the bed.

Heart rate is still a straight line.

Leon decisively pressed down the electric shock pad again.

The Duke of Oran and "Queen Iris" rushed into the bedroom, and saw the emperor bounced on the bed because of the electric shock.

"What are you doing?" the Duke shouted.

Leon let go.

The emperor fell back into bed.

A second later, the heart monitor finally sounded a regular beep.The beeping alarm stopped.

Leon dropped the shock pad in his hand and looked at Ian who was standing aside.

His eyes were extremely frightened, which Ian had never seen before.The fear of wanting to know the truth but not daring to prove it, and the timidity of clearly not being able to bear the bad news, encircled Ian like a net made of thorns, causing him to be covered in blood instantly.

"I'm fine!" Ian strode over and grabbed Leon's trembling hand, "Guangji said that the system has a delay of several seconds. We haven't timed out. The patch hasn't worked yet!"

Without saying a word, Leon tightly strangled Ian into his arms.All the bones in his body were crackling, almost merging this person into his body, and he would never separate him again.

"What happened?" the Duke of Oran asked in a deep voice, walking to the bed and checking the emperor's condition.

Felix was delirious, with difficulty breathing and an extremely irregular heartbeat.But he's clearly still alive.Like a piece of breathing flesh, limp and ugly.But still alive.

Leon explained Ian's situation in a few words, and said: "Felix can't die, at least not for the time being! We need to ensure Ian's life first!"

"Queen Iris" put the respirator on the emperor, and said to the duke, "Felix has obviously been suspicious of you for a long time, so he used the priest as his hole card to save his life. This trick really makes me want to applaud him: If you allow the prince to kill him, the priest will also be forced to be buried. And you father and son will inevitably have a estrangement over this matter, and our camp will also have unstable factors."

Leon felt Ian's body stiffen slightly in his arms.

Ian's gaze shifted from the unconscious Prince Raphael, who was sitting in a corner, to the dignified duke and "queen", and instantly understood the cause and effect.

The Duke of Oran did not tell Yi'an about his plan.Yi An only knew roughly that he would take advantage of the emperor's illness to instigate the two discordant princes into a complete rift, triggering a struggle for the right of inheritance, and profiting from it.

Ian also estimated that the Duke of Oran had already grasped the evidence that Felix IV had assassinated his brother Adam back then, and would throw it out at the right time to demand a succession ruling, or simply declare his own succession right.

However, Ian did not expect that the actual plan was more extreme and cruel than he imagined.

The duke's revenge on Felix was not only to expose his crimes and drag him off the throne, but to let him die at the hands of his son!

The wily Felix IV never really believed in the Duke of Oran, but disease hastened his aging and sapped his strength.He has no way to prove it, and he doesn't even believe that his two sons will protect him.

So like a drowning man grasping a piece of driftwood, he grasped Ian, the most important but most inconspicuous person in the interpersonal relationship, in his palm.

As "Queen" said.On the surface, Ian's death seemed insignificant, but it was a penniless little priest.But his death would be an unforeseen collateral loss in the vengeance of the Duke of Oran.Leon complained about this, and even resented his father's extreme revenge decision, which was almost inevitable.

The separation of father and son will be an irreparable rift in their camp!

"Even if I die, I will disgust me!" The Duke of Oran cursed in Fryer's local slang, like a bear trapped in a cage.

"It doesn't matter if he dies or not." The "Empress" said calmly, "The crown prince has already committed the act of killing his father, and you have a reason to do so. The elders will be here soon. This drama is not over yet."

Almost to confirm her words, the voice of the captain of the imperial guard came from the communicator by the door: "His Majesty the Queen, His Highness the Crown Prince, the Chief Justice, the Prime Minister, and Duke Kidd have arrived. Do you want to invite them to come up?"

The Duke and the "Queen" exchanged a sharp and decisive look, and immediately took action.

"Please wait a moment." The voice of the "Empress" changed, and she said in a weak and hoarse voice, "Your Majesty needs to tidy up your appearance. Please invite your Excellencies to the living room."

The Duke grabbed the prince who had fallen on the floor, slapped him backhanded, and shook him severely.

"What are you doing, Raphael! Are you crazy? He's your father!"

Raphael woke up faintly, his mind was still hovering above his head, and he hadn't returned to his position yet. He saw the Queen, Leon and the priest running around the room, cleaning up the mess.

"The elders are outside!" The Duke of Oran looked sad, full of disappointment and indignation towards him, "You almost let them see that you are murdering your father! Is this what you think?"

"I..." Raphael's headache was splitting, he was dazed and panicked, "I don't want...I'm just too angry...he shouldn't treat me like this..."

"Now is not the time to talk about this." The Duke said, "You have to cheer me up, Raphael. Louis has already escaped, and I don't know what he will do. And the elders are outside the door. Time is running out , you shouldn't have forgotten the plan you told me just now?"

"I haven't forgotten!" Raphael gradually came to his senses, looking at the emperor who was lying on the bed, and said, "My God, what did I do just now? I just..."

"We'll discuss this later!" The duke patted Raphael's face again, "Listen to me, Raphael. Now I want you to show the demeanor of the prince again. The elders will talk about it later Come in and have an audience. We need to let them see the emperor clearly, and we need a doctor to confirm to the elders that the emperor's illness is dead..."

Leon and the "Queen" looked at each other with a drop of sweat on their foreheads.

Doctor Hassan couldn't bear to be beaten, but Leon shot too hard in a hurry.As far as Hassan's concussion is concerned, it is a miracle that he can wake up with his own strength, which is obviously useless at this time.

"I'm going to 'call the doctor over'." The "Queen" rolled her eyes and ordered Leon, "Put on your clothes, young man, I need you to accompany me out. As for the priest..."

Yi'an has consciously dragged a chair, sat in front of the old emperor's bed, spread out the scriptures and began to chant.

He was still reading "Eternal Life", which is a scripture dedicated to praying for the dying.

Raphael took a few sips of cold water, and his sanity finally returned to his normal state.

He looked at his father's body like a living dead, and the burning ambition replaced the panic and guilt.

Anyway, my father is still alive.Although the action is a bit twists and turns, it is also developing according to his plan.Louis is not afraid.He will successfully persuade the elders, initiate a regency plan, and even directly abdicate his father.

Yes, he will!

Once the bullet is out of the chamber, there is no turning back!

Leon helped the "Queen Iris" who was "too sad to stand still" and walked out of the emperor's bedroom.

The three political leaders waiting outside the door immediately stepped forward and greeted them with concern.

One of them is the chief justice of the Supreme Court, the other is the head of the ministers, and the other is the clan elder representing the power of the Coleman clan.They are the three most authoritative elders in the ruling system of the Byron Empire.

During the few minutes waiting to enter the bedroom to see Felix IV, the three chiefs exchanged their views briefly.

Their views are very consistent: I am afraid that the emperor is really dying.

According to the law, when the emperor is seriously ill, the prince can automatically exercise the regency.But before that, the three elders need to personally confirm that the emperor is indeed incapacitated.

The three leaders were a little unspeakably excited and nervous.

Although the emperor fell ill very suddenly, the dignitaries had long heard the rumors that the emperor had been concealing his illness, and they were astonished as expected by the situation tonight.It seems to prove that the emperor is indeed as seriously ill as rumored, and there is also a kind of refreshment of guessing the real murderer of the suspense film-although this feels a bit disrespectful to the emperor.

"Your Majesty's condition is not very good." "Queen Iris" leaned on Leon's shoulder, wiping her tears, "He woke up once, ordered you to be summoned, and then fell into a coma again. The doctor said that he hoped to wake up again. very slim..."

"Holy Lord!" The three leaders were astonished, "What's wrong with him, Your Majesty?"

"The doctor will come to explain to you later." Leon said, "The three adults can go in to see His Majesty. The Queen needs to rest."

The three leaders walked into the emperor's bedroom tremblingly, and the scene inside made their hearts sink.

A priest was at the emperor's bedside, reciting the Eternal Life Sutra in a low voice.The Duke of Oran sat on the sofa by the wall, without saying a word, with a serious expression on his face.And the prince with red eyes and a sad face greeted them and smiled wryly at them.

"Gentlemen, the pillars of the empire, the three friends my father trusts and relies on the most. Father has the foresight to invite you here. I hope we can unite and gather strength to overcome the current difficulties together."

A few minutes later, Leon returned to the bedroom with "Doctor Hassan".

"Your Majesty already suffers from muscle necrosis, and the condition is getting worse and worse. Today's fall caused him to have a stroke. His brain is rapidly failing..."

As a gesture of politeness, people stood by the windows away from the sickbeds and discussed the emperor's illness in low voices.Although they all knew that the emperor was in a deep coma at the moment and couldn't hear anything.

"Where's Louis?" The clan elder was a little dissatisfied, "He should stay by his father's side at this time."

The prince was at a loss for words, and the Duke of Oran said unhurriedly: "He left the palace earlier. It seems that he went to pick up his wife and children and meet his father. I believe he will not run around at such a critical moment."

"The chances of His Majesty waking up again..."

"Insignificant!" "Doctor Hassan" resolutely said, "Your Majesty is still breathing on life support equipment."

At the same time, Ian turned over a page of scriptures, and heard an almost inaudible grunt in his left ear.

The emperor actually woke up!

This old man's tenacious desire to survive simply made Ian amazed.He was seriously ill, his treatment was delayed, he was hit by the betrayal of his relatives, and he was almost strangled to death by his son, but he still refused to close his eyes.

His eyeballs rolled, struggling to look towards the people in the corner of the room.He could no longer move his body, but Ian could feel his hands trembling rapidly and slightly.

Not only was the emperor awake, he was still trying to speak.The gurgling in his throat grew louder.

Ian knew what the emperor wanted to say without guessing.

People in a corner of the room are concentrating on discussing, but no one has noticed the strange situation here.But they can quickly make a decision and go back to the hospital bed.

The emperor turned his gaze back to Ian's face.That look was full of pleading and threats.

Ian could still feel the coldness of the patch on the back of his neck. Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw Leon standing beside the crowd, a straight and silent figure.

"Guangji," Ian said in the sea of ​​knowledge, "can you control the emperor's healing instrument?"

"Yes." Guangji said.

"Please give him a sedative to put him back to sleep."

"I don't recommend you to do this." Guang Ji said, "The dose of sedatives that can make him drowsy will also cause his heart failure. And in this way, it will trigger the toxin release device on your body. This will make you in extreme danger."

Yi An said urgently: "He wants to tell the truth to the elders. Once he is given this opportunity, everything we have done will be in vain!"

"It's what the Duke of Oran did." Guang Ji said, "You did not participate in this conspiracy. On the contrary, you are still a victim."

The discussion in the corner ceased.

"Then it is so decided," said the Chief Justice heavily. "Our hearts are very heavy to make this decision, but this moment has finally come."

Prince Raphael straightened his waist unconsciously as if he had relieved a heavy burden, and stretched out his hand to the elders.

"We support your regent, Your Royal Highness." The elders bent down one by one and kissed the ring on his hand that symbolized imperial power. "We will assist you as always and help you govern the great Byron Empire."

"Thank you, everyone!" Raphael's eyes were shining brightly, and his face was radiant.He would have laughed out loud had it not been for the fact that a few steps away lay his old father who was seriously ill and dying.

"Right now!" Ian raised his hand to touch the back of his neck, "Give the emperor an injection, or I will tear this plaster off. Isn't your mission to save my life?"

People turned and walked towards the hospital bed.

The instrument operated silently, and the tranquilizer was injected into the emperor's vein along the infusion tube.Felix's trembling stopped, and his eyelids drooped unwillingly, sealing a pair of eyes full of resentment and despair in darkness forever.

"Poor Felix." Looking at the unconscious emperor, the elderly clan elders sighed with emotion, "The work of the emperor has worn down his body. He is still so young, he could have lived at least 40 years... "

"Di—" The emperor's heart stopped again.

The crowd was shocked.

Leon pushed away the person in front of him and rushed towards the hospital bed.

This time, the treatment equipment automatically began to perform electrical cardioversion on the emperor.The emperor's chest suddenly arched, and his whole body convulsed.

"Please leave the bedroom!" "Doctor Hassan" shouted immediately, "Let us rescue His Majesty!"

The Duke of Oran winked at Raphael, and the two dragged the three old elders out of the bedroom with each arm.

The first round of electric shocks ended, and the emperor's heartbeat resumed briefly.

"What's going on?" "Doctor Hassan" asked in surprise, "Who injected him with a tranquilizer?"

"I..." Ian leaned against the wall, cold sweat streaming down his cheeks into his collar, "He just woke up and wanted to talk. I had no choice but to..."

"What? You..." Leon's eyes cracked.

The alarm sounded again, and the emperor's heart stopped again.The therapeutic instrument had to start the electric shock again.

The great emperor, who has dominated the world for nearly a hundred years, was involuntarily being shocked and twitched and bounced on the bed, like a dehydrated fish.

What noble imperial power, what supreme right, are all fragile in the face of death.Death can destroy all the dignity of people, strip off the gorgeous coat, make people crawl in the dust, toss and turn in pain, and cry for relief.

Guang Ji said: "Ian, the emperor's vital signs are still declining. Your life threat has entered a high-risk level. I will unlock the outreach equipment..."

"Wait!" Ian said, "You don't have to take this risk!"

"Prepare for plan B!" "Doctor Hassan" said coldly, "The emperor may really be dying. We need to remove the patch on the back of the priest's neck immediately!"

He picked up a slender scalpel from the toolbox and looked at Leon: "Who's coming?"

Leon's complexion at this moment is not much better than that of the half-dead emperor.

"Then I'll come." "Doctor Hassan" waved to Ian.

The scalpel in his hand was taken away by Leon.

"I'll come." Leon said hoarsely.

All of this happened in a very short few seconds, but when Ian recalled it afterwards, the picture in his mind was very long.Like a slow-moving video, every movement, every detail, even each other's heartbeat and breathing, are infinitely delayed and magnified.

Ian was dragged by Leon and pressed down on the chair. The next second, the shirt on his body was ripped open.The deadly patches on the shoulders, chest, and nape of the neck were all exposed to Leon's gaze.

Before the sense of shame could be transmitted from the brain to the limbs, the skin on the back of the neck was pinched.

The coldness that swept across was too short, as if someone had rubbed an ice cube on the back of his neck.Immediately afterwards, there was a burning pain.

Leon pressed the wound tightly with gauze, took a palm healing device thrown by the doctor, and treated Ian's wound.

The therapeutic device immediately relieves the pain of the wound.The trembling caused by the severe pain in Ian's body finally subsided.

Leon knelt in front of him on one knee, while sticking the healing device on Ian's wound, he raised his face with one hand.Each other's pupils reflected each other's pale and sweaty face.

Ian's bloodless lips moved: "I'm fine...it's just a little flesh wound..."

"En." Leon just responded briefly, staring at Ian intently, for fear of missing the slightest change in his expression.

That gaze, like a loyal dog surviving after a catastrophe, swims across the vast ocean, longingly looking at the master standing on the shore and the lights at home.

Once the highly tense nerves are relaxed, fatigue will flood in.Ian couldn't help closing his eyes, lowered his head, and pressed it against Leon's forehead.

The two breathed together and their noses touched.Ian rubbed unconsciously, his two cold and sweaty noses rubbed lightly, the intimacy and comfort were self-evident.

Leon raised his arms to hug Ian, let his head rest on his shoulder, and concentrated on watching the hideous wound on the back of his neck slowly heal under the light waves of the healing device.

"Dr. Hassan" turned off the therapy device, ending the endless beeping.

"Time of death, 21:33."

He looked down at the emperor's body on the hospital bed, and said sarcastically: "The human body is powerful, but it is only a fragile, indestructible skin. No matter how rich and wonderful the soul is, it needs such a body." To pretend to be a fool, this is probably a kind of tragedy of human beings."

Outside the door, the Duke of Oran was the first to congratulate and salute Raphael.

"Long live His Majesty Emperor Raphael."