The Sun King's Evidence

Mahhubard died after all. The psychic vortex created by Ryan swallowed up his soul, and he could never be resurrected.

All souls awakened by his magical arts will return to death - every ghost, zombie, skeleton and ghoul will tremble, their reanimated corpses will crumble and disintegrate into dust.

This was an out-and-out hard fight, and Ryan was seriously injured. He used the Nemesis to hold himself on the ground, gasping for air, and his mind was a little confused.

Mathurbard is indeed very powerful. He has excellent talents and the best training. Arkhan even poured the power of the Black Holy Grail Knights back into him, cultivating him at an extremely fast speed. Such a strong man from the holy realm.

If it hadn't been for Ryan's sudden whim at the end, this battle might have lasted for a long time, and the outcome was still unknown.

Blood, right? Ryan looked at the body lying on the ground without saying a word.

He knew the power contained in his blood best. Looking at his wounds, Ryan shook his head repeatedly.

This is an extraordinary method in extraordinary times and cannot be used frequently. Using one's own blood as a weapon or smearing it on a weapon is something done by Chaos, and it is also a tribute to the blood god Khorne. Doing this kind of thing once or twice is fine. Well, if he keeps doing this, he will become the Chosen One of Khorne sooner or later.

Or if you want to use your own blood to do things all day long or worship blood as a holy object, then you are a Blood Angel, not a Gray Knight. Ryan has always disliked the mysterious recruitment rituals of those guys, even if it is necessary.

Black Fury Warning.

In the distance, the Green Knight, Duke Berhemond and Duke Francois led the remaining armies to sweep across everything. The remaining human armies had long turned into a mob. Ryan noticed that the Knight King Richard was charging and fighting crazily. He The old figure rushed to the front, using the most ferocious tactics. Every hit by Richard was a life-for-life style.

He wanted to die.

Ryan understood Richard's thoughts. He smiled. Because the wound was affected, the smile looked particularly ferocious. Obviously, the old knight king could not do what he wanted, because there were the Green Knight, Francois and Berhemond. The three people charged forward, how could the mob resist them.

Moreover, this guy Kalad is still guarding Richard in a very ignorant manner to protect him. With such a strong man from the sanctuary guarding him, how could Richard be in danger? The old knight king's face was obviously ugly, and he could not speak. Reprimanded, he could only use all his strength to kill the enemy in frustration.

"Hahahaha~" Ryan laughed loudly.

"Are you still laughing? Damn it, you're so seriously injured!" The sorceress approached quickly with her staff. Teresa was wearing a black leather coat that outlined her proud figure. Her long legs swayed one after another, taking small steps. Quickly ran to Ryan: "Are you okay?"

"Don't worry, he won't die!" Veronica was wearing a fiery red leather coat. Compared to the anxious sorceress, the witch was obviously less nervous. She said with a bit of sarcasm: "To this extent, I want Ryan. His life is still far away."

Although she said this, Veronica's eyes were full of concern. The witch tore her long skirt without caring at all. The long skirt worth more than ten gold crowns was torn like this and was used to bandage Ryan. Wound.

"It's nothing, just rest for a few days." Ryan was covered in blood and looked very embarrassed. He used the goddess of revenge to lean on the ground. After the war, Ryan saw his two female courtiers coming over and said something sweet: " Don’t believe me? You all come over tonight, I want you to see my..."

"Shut up! Ryan, Tal's Teeth (the national curse of mankind)! What are you still thinking about at this time!" Teresa said reproachfully. The sorceress was obviously not happy with Ryan's performance. , and Veronica patted Ryan gently on the shoulder. Just as she was about to say something, a sharp cry came from the distance: "Oh! No! No!!!"

Fiona, the granddaughter of Theodoric, Duke of Belion, trotted from a distance with her skirt in hand. She crossed the fighting crowd. Because she was dressed in a luxurious Breton female aristocratic dress, she was in the middle of the battle. The knights also automatically avoided her.

"Mahubard...no! No!" Fiona held up her skirt with both hands and trotted into the championship duel venue. She immediately discovered Mathubad's body and the head thrown on the ground by Ryan. .

Her face became extremely pale, and Fiona approached slowly step by step in disbelief. She knelt on the ground: "Mahubard? No, you can't die like this, you can't die like this! Our wedding What? You promised my wedding!!!"

At the end of the sentence, Fiona's tone and expression became crazy. She grabbed the chest of Mahhubard's headless body and shook it hard.

The beautiful female aristocrat was in tears at this moment, but her boyfriend could never answer her words.

"This woman?" Veronica was subconsciously wary of Fiona. She clenched the Staff of Yundini in her hand and pointed it at Fiona. A standard fireball technique was condensing, and the fire element air ball was condensing. Burns in the air, emitting a blazing temperature.

Ryan laughed loudly. He stretched out his hand to signal Veronica not to be so nervous. The chosen champion of the Fairy of the Lake smiled and said: "Don't be like this, my dear, what do you think I am? I don't need help."

Veronica nodded and stepped back. The witch had confidence in Ryan, and she had confidence for no reason. Indeed, although the female aristocrat in front of her was only in her mid-twenties, her strength was not very good. Judging from her , Veronica, who is already at the peak of the legend, nor Teresa, who is at the advanced level of the legend, feel no pressure.

"What are you?" At this time, Fiona interrupted Ryan's words. The girl raised her head from Mathubad's body: "You are a murderer! Ryan Macado! You killed my fiancé, You ruined my marriage!"

"If you say yes, then so be it." Ryan didn't care at all about Fiona's accusations. On the contrary, he looked at Fiona like a little girl who hadn't grown up.

At this moment, what else could the girl in front of him do to him?

After this championship showdown, Ryan's momentum has become like a rushing wave, and the entire Knight Kingdom has become unstoppable.

Turning his gaze on Mathhubad's body, Ryan sighed. This was a respectable opponent. The duel with Mathhubad gave him a deeper understanding of his fighting skills and combat experience.

"Yes, you won, you completely won. No one in this kingdom can stop you." Fiona said in a spiteful tone: "Now, you have everything, you are the Duke, you Obtaining the title of righteousness, you murderer, you have won everything, you finally got what you wanted, are you satisfied? Are you happy?"

"No, I have nothing. You took away everything from me. You made me lose my fiancé. Do you know that we are going to get married soon?!" Fiona stood up and looked towards Ryan hysterically. Roaring: "Are you happy to destroy my happiness with your own hands?"

Fiona's question made Teresa and Veronica unhappy. The two witches really couldn't imagine the angle from which the noblewoman in front of them said such words.

Didn't she see the huge losses caused to the entire kingdom because of the turmoil in Mahhubard? Tens of thousands of people fell, thousands of knights died in battle, this country shed too much blood to resist Mahhubard, didn't she know?

"She won't care." Ryan shook his head, but still signaled to Veronica and Theresa not to act rashly: "The only thing she can see is herself. This is the case with exquisite egoists."

After finishing speaking, Ryan turned his eyes to Fiona with a flat smile on his face: "Dear Miss Fiona, do you think this is funny? Do you think I will feel guilty if you say this? Do you think If you say this, will I sympathize with you?"

"You are thinking too much, I almost laughed out loud, okay?" Ryan said rather coldly: "Mahubard's death sentence deserves it. I conducted a just trial on him on behalf of the entire kingdom and the lady. He and his ambitions We went to hell together, it’s that simple!”

The girl's face froze, and her face almost turned from red to purple due to the violent fluctuations of emotions: "You... you... you... inhumane scum! Scum! Beast!"

The aristocratic girl with insufficient vocabulary soon ran out of words to curse.

"Are you done?" Ryan squinted his eyes and sighed: "If it's done, the single ward in the nursing home of the Goddess of Mercy Church is enough for you to spend the rest of your life."

After speaking, Ryan waved towards the distance, signaling the two kingdom knights who were on guard in the distance to come over and take Fiona away.

Ryan has never sympathized with Mathhubard, and he has never had sympathy in his heart for a traitor and a former human who willingly degenerated into a vampire.

He only recognized Mahhubard, recognized his position and goals, and recognized him as his opponent. Both sides have some minimum respect in the championship showdown, because respecting the opponent is equal to respecting oneself, Mahhubard Deserving of the most basic respect, his life is a life of revenge. Even Ryan is moved by his obsession and persistence. For revenge, he is willing to give everything he has, even if he gives up his human identity, even if he dies in the library. Rona had not hesitated before.

Therefore, Ryan gave Mahhubard respect. His way of respecting him was to show all his power and completely obliterate this poisonous snake from the mortal world and subspace!

"No need." Black blood flowed from Fiona's lips: "He is dead, and I... don't want to live anymore... You all hate me... Only Mathubad is really good to me... Only he..."

The girl lay on Mathhubad's body, as if trying to absorb the last bit of warmth, and gradually stopped moving.

Ryan, Teresa, and Veronica all felt silent. Duke Mousilon looked at Fiona who died in love. This noble girl had brought him a lot of trouble and was disgusting. She was selfish, arrogant, and incompetent. Reason.

But when faced with the death of Mahhubard, she, a refined egoist, chose to die for love.

Human emotions are always so elusive, Ryan thought, love is the most selfless thing, but the conditions for producing love are also the most selfish.

The sky was blue, and there were endless beacons under the sky. At this time, all the mobs had surrendered, and the knights were cleaning the battlefield. The Mashubad rebellion was over, and the chaos and pain he had brought to the Knight Kingdom had also come to an end.

Britannia's history has turned a new page.

.........I am the dividing line in the historical process......

That night, Ryan and others were settled in the palace of Kurona to rest.

The chosen champion of the Fairy of the Lake was seriously injured. The most serious injuries were a punctured lung, several broken ribs, and his shoulder was punctured twice. He was therefore arranged to recuperate, and Morgiana, the witch of the Lake God, anointed him He gave him medicine and bandages, and then fed him one bite at a time with a bowl of porridge in his hand, forcing Ryan to finish both bowls of porridge before he stopped.

Morgiana obviously still had a lot to do. The Lake God Witch got up and left after feeding her porridge, leaving Veronica sitting next to the bed and talking to Ryan.

"This room is so luxurious~" Veronica moved a bench and sat at the head of the bed. She said with interest, "Ah, if only my room in the wizard tower was so luxurious."

"Pfft, you're thinking too much." Ryan couldn't stop laughing when he heard this. He leaned on the soft pillow and shook his head repeatedly: "This is the accumulation of thousands of years."

The facilities in the room are extremely luxurious, and can even be said to be extremely luxurious. It is said that this room was once exclusively used by Landuin, but later generations obviously misunderstood the true connotation of chivalry and blindly pursued luxury and enjoyment.

The Witch of Jialan wore an Elysee Angel Dream Butterfly Ouran dress at night. The low-cut long skirt had high slits. She also tied a white bow ribbon around her neck. She was full of fairy spirit and wrapped her long and straight legs. Wearing light white ultra-thin stockings and a pair of royal blue trip-strap high heels, Ryan could faintly see the white lace cuffs of the stockings, and he couldn't help but take a second look.

"Do you like it?" Of course Veronica noticed Ryan's eyes, and the witch approached with a smile.

"Of course I do. I like whatever you wear..." Ryan's eyes gradually changed.

"Then what do you want..."

"Dong dong dong~" At this moment, the door of the room rang, and Francois's voice came from the door: "Ryan? Are you there? Can we come in?"

The two people quickly separated, and Ryan shouted: "Please come in."

The two Dukes, Francois and Berhemond, walked into the room one after another. Veronica stood up quickly to say hello to her father-in-law and Duke Red Dragon. Francois simply nodded to the witch, and Berhemond De went straight to the point: "Ryan, there is a question now that requires you to make a choice."

"What's the problem?" Ryan knew that the appearance of the two dukes must be a big deal.

"His Majesty Richard said that he is ready to abdicate." Francois took over. The father-in-law gently stroked his goatee and smiled elegantly: "He asked us to ask you if you are also ready. , if you think about it, you can prepare for the enthronement ceremony while most of the Dukes are here."

Veronica's eyes lit up when she heard this. Will her man finally become the king?

Unexpectedly, Ryan lowered his head and pondered for a while, then shook his head suddenly: "No, I can't become the king now, at least not within two or three years. Please tell Richard that I can refuse to take the throne now!"

The face of the new Duke Musilon began to darken.

"The conditions for becoming king have not been fulfilled yet!"

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