Opening, a Star Cup

"Dior! Damn it! Where did you get the money to buy medicine...!"

"I won money playing chess..." Looking at the overturned table and the blown open...the hand holding the medicine, the blond youth named Dior said.

He concealed it, this is actually the salary he earned after working hard on the construction site for a day.

A person who earns money honestly will only be regarded as a fool here. Dior once wanted to steal and cheat... he wanted to leave his father alone.

Thinking of being a total bad guy in the past!

Obviously there is a more relaxed way of life for him to choose

But thinking of those instructions from his mother before she died, he still couldn't take that step.

There is a devil in everyone's heart, which is suppressed by all kinds of emotional and rational shackles.

Until one day the shackles break, the devil will rush out of the person's heart and turn him into something he never imagined.

Huh~!A gust of powerful punching wind suddenly passed by!

Peng!The father suddenly punched his son and knocked the chair and the book cabinet behind him into one piece.

"Idiot! You won't buy wine for me if you win money...! Wine is the best medicine! Pawn this and buy me wine! Go now!" As he spoke, his father shoved a piece of clothing like a worn-out piece of clothing. The rag is generally thrown out.

Dio subconsciously caught the dress, and then Dio's face changed drastically when he saw the clothes clearly!

"This... is my mother's clothes!" Dio's face had a trace of sweat, he held the dress carefully in both hands, his pupils contracted violently and he shouted involuntarily.

"Why do you keep the things of the dead?" Father snorted coldly, and just laughed sarcastically.

He didn't care about his son's strange appearance.

Then he took a sip of wine, vividly expressing the appearance of a scumbag father from the lower class.

"You...!!" Dio suddenly raised his head.

The moment he heard his father's words, something broke in his heart.

... The shackles of reason and affection finally collapsed.

There is a devil in everyone's heart, and maybe he will never be released in his life!And for Dior, mother...is the last defense to discipline him and guard his soul!

'You go to hell—! 'At that moment, Dior's heart couldn't restrain the rage, roaring crazily!

After taking a sip of his drink, his father fell backward suddenly, and soon fell asleep...and started snoring.

but he didn't pay attention

The son who had been traded by him as a tool and never dared to disobey him showed such a terrifying look at this moment.

The veins in the corners of the eyes were exposed, and the pupils were filled with a bone-chilling chill like hell.

That was not the way a son would look at his father.

There is a reason, Dior has never faced the fact that he has finally realized it today!

Chapter 310 Brittany Peninsula, the smoke of struggle!

The Brittany region in France is a place that has a lot of ties to the UK.

This is a place where the Celts, the aborigines of Britain, were looted because of the invasion of the Gougal Saxons in ancient times.

Around the fifth century, some Celts living in Cornwall migrated to the westernmost peninsula of France by crossing the sea.

They are called 'Bretons' by the people on the mainland, thus becoming the etymology of the Brittany peninsula.

And the stronghold of the orthodox god ancestor is also hidden in this place.

The Demon Queen Genivia——and the ancestors of her subordinates.

Appearance is a girl in her teens with delicate beauty like an antique doll.

Wrapping its slender limbs is a black dress that feels like death.

In this deep forest in Brittany protected by a magical barrier.

There is a small lake, and the trees growing lushly beside the water add greenery to the lake.

Guinevere stood proudly by the lake, her sky blue pupils similar to Baoyu stared at the water surface of the lake.

"Uncle... Guinevere is convinced."

A knight in white armor was reflected there.But 'she' is not in the water.

He is just a two-dimensional existence reflected on the screen of the lake.

"Sure enough, our lord, the 'King of the End', has awakened!" Guinevere said with an unconcealable joy.

【--Oh.What is the basis for this statement? 】

The knight who had fallen into silence after hearing Guinevere say that he found the queen finally came back to his senses.

The knight on the water responded with a 'voice' that ordinary people could not hear.

Its name is Lancelot du Lac.Also known as the Knight of the Lake.

As the guardian of the witch with the extreme status of heaven and earth, the military god who protects the ancestors of the gods.

"In the capital of England—" Guinevere told the knight what she heard that day, the news delivered by the witches.