honor me as god

Chapter 817
Bolton died in the fire and Solandelle was captured, marking that Andre had fully controlled the center of the palace, and all obstacles to the throne had been cleared away.

As far as Andre is concerned, he has one last thing to do before the official coronation.

"Long—" With a heavy muffled sound, the stone gate at the palace's black pass was opened.

As the highest level of detention in Doguland, there is almost no way for the prisoners in the black prison to leave. In the past 30 years, the only person who was imprisoned in the black prison and was able to escape unscathed was the one who was previously regarded as an alien. When the "Act against the Enemy" was promulgated, the "Evening Reaper" Kino Van Helsing was on the rise.

And today, this endlessly dark prison ushered in the second escapee.

The door of Heiguan opened, and a figure staggered out from it. Judging from his age, he was a young man. His body joints were deformed due to years of wearing shackles. It degenerates due to the dark environment, forming a layer of white cocoon.

This person is none other than the eldest son of Perseus and his old love Elisa, Andre's brother, once the great prince of Doggrand, who was later imprisoned and black for assisting the "White Dragon" Sura's rebellion. Off Murphy Dogorland.

The moment Murphy walked out of the Heiguan gate, he almost fell due to his weakness. Andre, who was waiting outside, strode forward and held him firmly.

Murphy held Andre's hand and kept touching it, as if identifying his identity through touch. Not long after, his shoulders trembled, tears flowed from those degenerated eyes, and he said in a trembling voice: "You came to pick me up, you done"

Andre nodded: "I did what you didn't do."

Murphy laughed softly, and said quietly: "To be honest, I never thought that you could succeed. I thought that after I failed to assist Sura, my mother's revenge would never be avenged."

Andre took out a cigarette from his arms and put it in Murphy's hand: "I told you back then, if you want to accomplish anything, you can't rely on others, you can only rely on yourself."

Murphy smiled and did not argue. He picked up the cigarette and sniffed it greedily in front of his nose, as if immersed in its aroma. Andre also took out the torch to help him light the cigarette at the right time.

"Cough, cough, cough!" There was no cigarettes to enjoy in Heiguan, and Murphy hadn't touched tobacco in 15 years, so when he smoked suddenly at this time, he couldn't help but choke badly.

Andre took Murphy's cigarette, didn't dislike the saliva on it, and put it directly into his mouth. Brothers who had the same father and mother but had been separated for 15 years were standing side by side, smoking the same cigarette, It seems to have returned to the years when we forged ahead together in the adversity.

After Murphy finished coughing, he asked for the cigarette back and continued to smoke. This time it was much calmer. After he finished smoking the cigarette, he suddenly asked a word: "When will you do something to me?"

The atmosphere did not become dignified because of this question. Both brothers seemed to know each other well. Andre said slowly: "You decide the time, any day before my coronation ceremony."

Murphy: "Now then."

Andre: "It's hard to get out of Heiguan, don't you want to live longer? I can give you anything except the throne."

Murphy: "The biggest wish in my life is to drag that old thing off the throne. You have already done it, so I don't need to stay any longer, so as to save those ministers behind you from being afraid all day long."

"And ah." Murphy raised his head, although his calloused eyes were blind, he seemed to be staring at someone, "I miss my mother."

Andre didn't say anything, but kept blinking his red eyes vigorously, trying to force the warm liquid back.

"Brother is gone, remember to visit me in the cemetery when you have time. Oh, by the way." Murphy turned around and left the last sentence in his life, "Remember to move mother's tomb to the palace. She is alone in the cemetery. It’s been so long on the mountain, it’s time to pick her up and go home.”

Andre watched Murphy's back, his eyes were full of vicissitudes, and said quietly, "Farewell, brother."

In the afternoon of the same day, the king's army from all over the place took control of all the institutions in the king's city, and all the plague beasts and "rebels" raging in the city were wiped out, and the turmoil was finally subsided.

According to the authority of the royal family, the attack of the plague beasts in the royal city was caused by a coup in the palace. The thief Bolton van Dogolande was unwilling to be demoted, and used his former relationship with the Guards Corps to collude with the inside and outside and intentionally destroy the surrounding towns of the royal city. The infected area was opened wide, allowing the infected beasts to enter the city to wreak havoc and cause chaos.

At the same time, Bolton and his sister Solandelle conspired together in the palace, killing their father and mother in an attempt to usurp the throne, and then relying on the troops of the kings from all over the country to vindicate the rebellion, the rebellion has been suppressed, Bolton died on the spot, and Solandelle was captured alive , the second prince Andre, who commanded the suppression of the rebellion in this campaign, was paraded through the streets and executed in public.

At this moment, the streets were crowded with people, turning into a sea of ​​boiling people. The people held up the portrait of the late King Perseus, screaming and crying loudly:

"Bitch! The bastard who killed his parents!"

"His Majesty the King has been kind all his life, why did he raise such a beast like you!"

"Kill her! Use her blood to avenge His Majesty!"

One after another, the sound of cursing resounded through the sky. Andre was wearing armor full of battle scars and blood stains, riding a tall horse and walking in front of the team. Behind him was a cross prison cart with a petite girl on it.

Solandelle was hung on the frame of the prison cart like an animal. Her body was torn apart and covered with bloodstains from being tortured. The blood and flesh from the wound were mixed with the fragments of clothes, many of which hadn’t scabbed yet, dripping continuously with the vibration of the prison cart. Blood.

The moment Solandelle appeared, the public's anger reached its peak. Stones, rotten eggs, rotten vegetable leaves, slop for pigs... All kinds of things were thrown or smashed on her. It didn't take long for her to die. The head was smashed, bleeding together with the wounds on the body, and the face and body were also bruised.

In the chaos, mistakes were inevitable in the escorting team. A civilian holding a portrait of Perseus somehow squeezed to the side of the prison car and tore Solandelle's face with his nails, leaving several bloody scratches on her face.

Andre mercifully did not punish the civilians, but let the guards take them away.

Before being pulled down, the commoner spat at Solandelle and cursed angrily: "Murder the prince, the gods will curse you!"

During the whole process, Solandelle didn't struggle or cry. Today she witnessed the death of too many relatives, and her spirit was on the verge of collapse. The torture and torture also made her body numb, and she no longer had the strength to resist. With hollow and slack eyes hanging down, like a controlled puppet.

(End of this chapter)