before he was crowned king

The room was filled with a sweet smell, dried blood spots and charred human-shaped ashes were printed on the floor, and the flames outside the window flickered, casting a strange light and shadow alternating between light and dark on the white gauze curtain.

Mrs. Mary was sitting by the bed, like a wife who was waiting for her husband to return and coaxing the child to sleep, her pale hands gently stroking the face of the black-haired young man.

"With such a big fire, he will definitely come..." Mrs. Mary muttered to herself, "You are his favorite child, and he will definitely not abandon us..."

As if in silent response, the door of the room opened.

Mrs. Mary's body froze for a moment, her neck was like a rusted part, and she turned stiffly to the door.

The man stood there wearing an iron mask, suddenly appearing in her vision like a ghost with nowhere to rest.

"Why are you still alive? Why aren't you going to die?" Mrs. Mary left the bed and put her hand into her hair irritably, "Why can't you drive away like a blood-sucking tick forever!"

"How could I die before you, mother." A cold voice came out from under the iron face, "As your child, I also shoulder the responsibility of preparing for your funeral."

"What?" Madam Mary frowned.

"By the way, what kind of flower do you like? It should be roses." He walked towards the woman step by step, and said unhurriedly, "Why don't we arrange for them to sprinkle countless rose petals on the day of encoffining, just like flowers Like the rain, what do you think?"

"You want to kill me?" Madam Mary was stunned for a moment, and then let out a piercing laugh, "You actually want to kill me! A mere useless piece of trash actually wants to kill me!"

"Then what are you doing now? What is the purpose of trapping yourself in this birdcage made of flames?" Sean was not frightened by the woman's madness, he turned his head slightly to look at the still sleeping black hair Young man, "Are you going to take him to seek death together?"

"Oh, looking for death? How could you possibly understand—" Mrs. Mary's exaggerated expression suddenly stopped, and her tone was serious and serious, "Alex is very different from you. He is the child of Norman and me. He is the most outstanding work, he shall be a god, the only Eternal!"

"What do you think? He doesn't look like a god." Sean sighed and said softly, "Obviously he's still living in a woven lie."

"What do you know, you bastard!"

"Indeed, I don't understand." Sean raised his head slightly, and said in a calm tone, "I'm not interested in the 'God-making Theory' you're talking about. But there's one thing you're mistaken about, mother."

"Arix is ​​not your child." The corners of Sean's mouth curled up, and he didn't stop moving forward. "He may be a masterpiece in your eyes, but in fact it belongs to Viscount Norman and other women."

"He has nothing to do with you, you actually have nothing." Sean stared at Mrs. Mary's gradually grim face, and put her hand into her clothes.

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!" She screamed, the flames outside the window rose brightly, as if a dagger had pierced the long-hidden cancer in her body, and the stench of juice poured out from every pore of her body out.

She completely turned into a devil in hell, chanting fierce and vicious spells, and spikes of fire appeared in all directions of Sean out of thin air, protruding fiercely, like a huge animal mouth biting its prey into pieces.

A raging fire ignited the draperies, and gray smoke hung in the air throughout the house.

Mary Victoria couldn't help laughing wildly, as if she was laughing at the boring drama that had just ended. She knew that every bone and every drop of blood in the young man's body had been turned into nothingness. From now on, she would never have to live with that woman in the shadows.

The crazy laughter stopped abruptly, Mary Victoria's face seemed to be paused, and the expression stopped on her face in a weird state.With his arms raised high and trembling invisibly, his whole body was as hard as the stone statue of the God of Light outside the courtyard.

The smoke slowly dissipated, and a cold iron mask appeared behind the woman.

Pressing the messy hair, the pitch-black muzzle firmly pressed against Mary Victoria's temple.

It was a women's short gun with beautiful patterns. It was not a gift from Mars, but Sean bought it from the black market for a hundred gold coins.The power of this gun is not great, it can't even kill a hare at a distance, but at such a short distance, the bullets are enough to pass through the skin and skull, and there is no problem in killing Madam Mary.

"How... is it possible? Why are you okay?" Madam Mary's pupils shrank because of fear, "You were clearly hit by magic! How could you be unscathed?"

"Magic is not omnipotent." Sean held half of Helear's divine core in his other hand.

"No, that's impossible."

"You never want to believe the truth," Sean said softly, "You are obviously cowardly and humble in heart, but you never forget to emphasize your dignity and strength. It's so sad that you still deceive yourself and others until death comes."

"You can't kill me," Lady Mary yelled. "If you kill me, Alex will never let you go!"

"Don't you think this threat is ridiculous?" Sean let out a low laugh, "Are you reminding me to get rid of him together?"

"No, no..." Mrs. Mary's body cooled down inch by inch, "You can't kill him, you can't."

"Why?" Sean asked a little casually.

"He's your...brother." Madam Mary's eyes were bloodshot, and her voice was extremely difficult, "You can't kill him."

"Have you finally admitted it? The true identity of my trash." Sean said in a light voice, "It's really hard for you, so who is my mother?"

"A bitch," said Mrs. Mary through gritted teeth, her eyes filled with poison.

Sean lowered his eyes slightly: "It seems that you are jealous of her, is it because Viscount Norman prefers her?"

"Norman loves me the most! How could it be that woman! Otherwise, he wouldn't have entrusted Erics to my care!" Mrs. Mary retorted vigorously.

"What about me..." Sean asked softly.

"You should have died a long time ago, 15 years ago." Mrs. Mary said, "You should have died with that woman."

"However, you still let me survive." Sean's finger fell on the trigger, "Don't worry, I won't make the same mistake as you."

"Whether you kill me or Alex, the gods will never let you go." Madam Mary screamed, "You will be condemned by God, and you will die a miserable death."

"What do you mean by the gods in your mouth?"

Sean's eyes were as cold as ice: "If there is such a thing, let him come to me, I really want to see it."

"No—!" Madam Mary yelled, Lie Huo relentlessly attacked the young man behind her, but even the crazy offensive couldn't break through the invisible barrier.

"Goodbye, Mother," he said softly.

Bleeding flowers bloomed on the white curtains.

Like a floodgate being pulled, the world was instantly turned into darkness and silence.

"Norman...save..." Mrs. Mary's chapped lips moved, and she uttered an unclear syllable. Her pupils gradually dilated, and her body lost its support and slowly collapsed to the ground.

This thin, skeleton-only woman was no longer moving, like a precious bouquet carefully manipulated by someone, discolored, withered, withered, and finally rotted in this ordinary autumn.

"My lord, all the flames have been extinguished." Lin Lin looked at Duke Oscar in surprise, "Master Sean actually did it."

Duke Oscar stared at the silent building in front of him, his eyes were slightly loose, apparently he did not expect things to develop so smoothly.

"What should we do next?" Lin Lin asked.

"Mary Victoria is dead," said Duke Oscar calmly.

"Do you need me to go in and confirm?"

"No, the Almighty said, we just need to wait until dawn to return to our command, everything is over." Duke Oscar tightened his horse's rope and turned around.

Sean stood where he was, seemingly lost in thought.

After a while, he walked to the only soft bed in the room and stared at the black-haired young man with his eyes closed.

Not knowing what Mrs. Mary had done, Alex looked relaxed and was still in a deep sleep.

"What should I do with you..." Sean held the gun in his hand, and gently fiddled with the young man's messy hair with the blood-stained muzzle, and finally stopped slowly, resting it on the smooth forehead.

When heading to Nexco Village, Herrell said that he and Erics were destined to stand on opposite sides.He knew very well that this was not an unfounded inference.If he hadn't broken the normal operation of fate, then Erix's final outcome must be to sit on the entire empire and become the supreme god.

Although he is just a silly boy with no talent and no brains, he has not forgotten that the other party is the real protagonist of this world.

His opponent is invisible and powerful, and he should be 100% cautious to solve this hidden danger...

Sean's body froze suddenly, and there was a creaking sound of the door opening behind him, as if the evening wind had accidentally blown it open.

However, Sean knew that someone had come to this room, because when he entered, he carefully locked the door.

He turned slowly, his fingertip resting lightly on the trigger.Under the black shadow, the man stood upright by the door, and the slender butler's uniform fit on his powerful body, like a military flag erected on the trench.

He was also looking at Sean, his eyes were as firm as iron, with a faint killing atmosphere, not at all the eyes that an old man in his fifties or sixties should have.

Sean quickly made a judgment. He raised his gun and locked on the opponent, but did not shoot immediately.

The reason for not doing anything is not hesitation, but lack of confidence.

No matter how he judged it from any aspect, the person he was facing now was very dangerous, and Sean didn't have the confidence to kill him.

He can only wait for the other party to express his intention first, and then decide the next action.

"Did you kill Madam Mary?" The man walked slowly into the moonlight, showing a kind and familiar old face, "Master Sean."