Persian Assassin: Dance of the Prisoners

here. "I blocked him with my elbow firmly.

If Flaviz dared to prosper here day and night, I wouldn't be polite to him either.

Fortunately, he just pulled the towel, wiped my wet hair, narrowed his eyes and smiled: "You said... what if the two of us have offspring? If you are pregnant with my heir..."

"What are you kidding. I'm a man!" I felt humiliated.

He showed a strange expression, as if hesitating to speak, his eyes were full of suffocating possessiveness.

I took the opportunity to break free from under him, and quickly wrapped myself in the bath towel handed over by the waiter.At that moment, I caught a glimpse of the boy's envious eyes, as if I wanted to jump in and bathe with the future emperor.The images of last night flashed by as I tossed my hair and strode into the palm grove.As soon as I put on my clothes, I bumped into a figure that was neither human nor ghost.

"Your Majesty, have you summoned me?"

It was the ghost-faced man who was always by his side, Maxim.He appears to have been promoted and dressed in fine court attire.He half-kneeled and kissed Flaviz's ring in respect.

I walked aside in embarrassment, and Flaviz and the ghost-faced man walked into the woods, but I couldn't help but tiptoe past and heard him whisper: "Before my enthronement ceremony is held, order the Imperial Guards Seal off the inside and outside of the palace, and strictly control the entry and exit of anyone."

This statement surprised me, so, does this mean that I am grounded?What about Susa?No... I have to go ahead and find them and let them go.Every day they were stuck in Rome made their guilt even heavier.

Just a few steps away, a voice came from behind: "Where are you going, Ah Thien?" Flaviz's casual tone made my blood freeze for an instant.

I turned around and stared at him.Palm leaves blocked my sight, and I waved my hand roughly to block them: "Where do you lock them? Are you afraid of causing a war between Persia and Rome if you cross the river and tear down the bridge like this?"

"We should talk about this in private." Flaviz replied casually, and glancing around, I immediately realized that I had made a stupid mistake.The waiters looked at each other in blank dismay. Before they realized the danger, Maxim broke their necks one by one like a hurricane.

The corpse was dragged into the hot spring, and the murderer deftly poured a bottle of black liquid medicine into it. Immediately, a puff of green smoke rose from the air, small bubbles appeared in a pool of spring water, and countless leech-like insects popped out of thin air. Emerging, it devoured the corpse like a storm, leaving no bones left.From killing a few people to destroying the corpses, it is almost an instant thing.Even though I'm used to seeing bloody scenes, I can't help being shocked by this.

"Look, you ruined a good hot spring." Flaviz looked away expressionlessly, and led me into a room in the corridor.Maxim followed behind and closed the door.

There are no windows in the room, and the light is dim.

I was pushed by him in front of a floor-to-ceiling bronze mirror inlaid with gold, and the smooth mirror reflected the two of us.

What is surprising is that his shadow is actually the same as it was many years ago, dimly glowing, like a son of God.Suspecting that there was something mysterious about the mirror, I stretched out my hand to touch it, and was stunned in disbelief.

"I'll let them go, when I ascend to the throne of God, when you can't leave me anymore..." He put his arms around my waist, lowered his head and kissed my cheek, and the reflection in the mirror did the same.I stared at it obsessively, as if in a dream, tracing the long-lost face with my fingers, falling into the past like water.

But suddenly the pain in his earlobe brought him back to reality.

The slender hand blocked the mirror in front of my eyes, and the purple ring reflected the cold light.His lips and teeth loosened my ears, a stream of blood flowed down the side of the neck, and was sucked by him along the way: "Ah Suin, you love your memory far more than me. Now beside you is Flaviz , more Yulyans, not phantoms in your dreams."

As if a heavy hammer hit the heart, something suddenly peeled off, bloody.

Chapter 72 [LXXII] Secret Rescue

For a split second, I seemed to be at a loss again, frozen there unable to move.

I yearned for the afterimages in my memory, longing to taste the warmth he gave me again, so that I deluded myself and jumped into the mirage, but I didn't know that it was not a gentle sea, but a steep and deep canyon.

"I can't be satisfied with being 'mourned' by you... Ah Suin." He stroked my abdomen, murmured as if talking to himself, his breath was wet and sour, "Not enough... not enough."

With his touch, the belly rises and falls faintly.

The joke he made in the bath flashed in my mind, and the absurd guesses flooded my mind uncontrollably. I turned around, and my throat constricted with tension: "Did you ... do something to me?"

"You're asking about last night... the night before, or the time in prison? Do you want me to help you remember?"

His body stuck up.The heat and moisture quickly seeped through the fabric and reached the bottom of the skin. My chest was pressed against the cold mirror.The abdomen was rubbed by his palm, and the movement became more and more obvious.I grabbed his wrist, but my legs were pushed apart by his legs, rubbing my inner thighs with my knees.

"Flavitz!"

As soon as I moved, the harder I tried, the tighter he hugged me.The hand blocking the mirror moved away from my eyes, reflecting his dreamlike and illusory reflection.In a daze, my belt was torn apart, and I was exposed in front of the mirror with my breasts and belly exposed, and I could see the scene between my legs at a glance.His graceful hands swam up my abdomen, pressed my heart, and whispered seductively: "Your heart beats so fast... Is it for my phantom, or for me?"

Facing the mirror doubled my shame. I grabbed the skirt of my clothes tightly, but my eyes were filled with the image in the mirror.

I had to close my eyes, leaning on the mirror, and took a deep breath: "You won't like this answer... Yuriyans, why do you have to compete with yourself."

As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I felt faint heart palpitations and gave birth to a strange premonition.

He bit my shoulder hard, grabbed my hands with one hand and pinned them to the top of his head. A kind of flexible and hard-to-break strength erupted from his body, and his crotch pressed against my tailbone. Last night, he nearly killed me. The giant image can break through the clothes and rush into the body.I was shaking all over, and I was sweating profusely during the struggle.At this time, there was a knock on the door: "Your Majesty, the funeral of Augustus is about to begin, please move."

It was Holzmir's voice.

I suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, escaped from the strange mirror, and stumbled out the door.

Constantius was buried that evening.

In the bloody sunset, his gorgeous coffin was paraded along the Augustus Square, and after earning enough tears from the people, whether real or false, it entered the Hagia Sophia Cathedral.The funeral of the Romans was cumbersome and grand, with a huge guard of honor accompanied by music, and the royal relatives wore dark gowns and pale wax masks, mourning as if performing a drama, even Flaviz was no exception, and he was Best cast ever.

His eloquent eulogy made those who heard it cry. No one could have imagined that this was what a mastermind would say.

I am a foreign guest, sitting in the back row of the church.Everyone lowered their heads and prayed silently in the dim light of the fire.I took a look around and took this opportunity to leave the table quietly.Flaviz will not easily hand over the general talisman to me, nor will he let him go easily, so he can only rely on himself.Tonight is the best and only chance.Once Flaviz sits on the throne of God, I will completely lose the initiative, and I will be trapped in this palace by him, unable to escape.

Holding a servant hostage, I forced him to ask where the prison where the most important criminals were held in the palace was located.Although I'm not sure if Flaviz kept them there, it's worth a try.After asking for the route, I changed into the costume of an attendant and sneaked into the prison in the dark.It is located inside the palace, built on the back of the mountain, behind the Daphne Palace in the emperor's bedroom, is a small secret castle, designed to imprison enemy hostages and distinguished criminals.

In the woods, I took off my cumbersome robe, fastened the silver bells on my ankles with cloth strips, and walked at night in dark underwear.Picking up a sharp and hard branch as a weapon, I climbed to the top of the castle along the unguarded side.

For some reason, his skills are not as agile as before, but he is already out of breath and especially uncomfortable in his abdomen after such an ordinary climb.

I rested against the wall to calm my overly chaotic breathing.A long-lost beastliness swelled in the blood vessels, as if resurrected from the dead.My mentor said that I was a born soldier, and he once praised me for being a fighter better than my two older brothers, who were born into an ancient family of warriors.I was never born for a cage.

Wiping the sweat off my face, I jumped into the ventilated chimney.Falling into the darkness, a strong smell of blood suddenly rushed to the face.Blinking my eyes, I barely adapted to the light here, clenched the branches in my hands, and walked cautiously along the direction of the fire.

I entered a passage lined with cells lined up on either side, haunted by shadows in the darkness.Approaching the first room on the left, a figure hanging upside down caught my attention.His eyes were gouged out, and there were only two mutilated flesh stumps left on his arms, dripping blood dripping down.

Despite being tortured into this inhuman, non-ghost form, I could still tell it was Tyrion.

After being tricked by me, he didn't die, but was imprisoned here.Needless to say, this must be what Flaviz meant.

Feeling nervous for a while, I couldn't help worrying about my companion, and immediately began to carefully inspect the other prisons.In the right corner curled up a group of shivering shadows.It was a fat old man, he seemed to have been castrated, his crotch was bloody, and he beat himself with a thorn, muttering something, as if he was confessing his sins.

I remember his face, he was Constantius' confidant, and I heard them plotting to get rid of Flaviz from my window that night, but apparently their plan never had a chance to be carried out.

This place is like a execution ground, a hell.

I speeded up my inspection.Although I have seen crueler punishments than this in the territory of the Huns, these scenes still make me shudder.Not only because of their horror, but also because I realized that this was a hidden side of Flaviz, a part of Yulyans.

He may be as ruthless as his cousin in dealing with enemies, or even better.

I can't imagine how dangerous it would be to stand against him.

After walking to the innermost room, the bloody smell subsided slightly.Seeing several figures hanging from iron chains inside, I froze my steps and took a light from the oil lamp next to me.Several familiar faces suddenly jumped into my eyes.I lost my breath for a moment, and I widened my eyes and looked around them, and I was relieved to confirm that they were all mustaches.

Boumier, Bazar, Issos, Qatar, and Roman, there are five people in total. Except for Susa, all members of the legion are here.They closed their eyes and seemed to be in a coma.I figured Flaviz must have drugged them, otherwise they couldn't have been easily trapped.Especially Isos, he knows the ancient bone shrinking thaumaturgy.The fellow is as nimble as a gopher, and when he wakes up, the prison is nothing.To be able to steal their horses under the eyes of the Huns is definitely not something that ordinary people can do.

"Issos! Wake up!" I tapped on the iron fence and called out in a low voice, leaving a sawdust and flying towards him.The pain made him tremble, and he slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were cloudy and bloodshot. After looking at me for a while, he seemed to see who I was, and he showed a look of surprise: "Commander?"

"Can you try to move? Can you break free from this chain?" I moved the fire closer, and was wary of the outside.

Issos shook his head: "We have all been plotted and poisoned, unless there is an antidote. Do you have a way to get it?"

My heart sank, and I pursed my lips: "I'm afraid it won't work for a while. Can you confirm what kind of poison this is, and is there any other way to get rid of it? For example... bloodletting?"

He was helpless: "There is no better way. I just ask the commander to act on time and don't kill me."

"You still talk so much nonsense." I sneered, aiming at Issos's arm, two pieces of sawdust shot, and cut his blood vessel like a knife blade, and nearly black sticky blood flowed slowly.He lost too much blood, so I squatted down and waited quietly, observing the color change of his bleeding.

Chapter 73 [LXXIII] Arabian Nights

Isos is a very brave and witty guy, and it was the first time I saw him in such a mess.The last time we fought side by side was in the territory of the Huns.He, I, and Tatu three pretended to be prisoners and went deep into the enemy's hinterland to respond internally.It was an extremely thrilling experience. The narrow-headed Huns were vicious and cruel. If Isos’s bone shrinking skills hadn’t played a role, the three of us might have been thrown into the Huns’ altar to worship the gods and fed to the eagles.

That was the worst injury I've ever suffered in the line of duty.After three days and three nights of whipping, I still have scars on my body.But I will always remember how they roared at the top of their lungs when we drove almost half of the Huns' horses away.The subsequent battle, due to the great loss of the Huns' combat power, became the last battle between the Huns and Persia for seven years, and finally a truce in Guishuang and peace was reached.

"You must be wondering how we were poisoned." Issos said suddenly, interrupting my memory.

I raised my eyelids and stared at him: "Say."

Although I was mentally prepared, I was still taken aback by Isos's answer.Forging Ishkad's secret message, using Altaïr to pass it on, setting an ambush to trap them, this is really something I never imagined.

And how could the hunter release the prey caught in such a trap so easily?

Flaviz... Yuriyans, what are you planning?

"I suspect that Yulyans has extraordinary ambitions." As if seeing through my doubts, Issos said, "In this prison, I have personally seen his methods of torturing people... under his hands , the most loyal servant can't keep a secret, no matter how steadfast a warrior is, he will be domesticated into his dog."

The corners of his mouth twitched a little, his pupils dilated, as if recalling some extremely terrifying scene.

"Master Commander, what do you think is the purpose of Yuriyans arresting us?"

"Keep a dog."

I moved my lips and spit out two words.

The previous considerations were ridiculously simple, and my mind was paralyzed.

The Ghost Legion has irreplaceable lethality among the undead army, and it will grasp the crucial secret information in the first place in the battle. Once it is used, it will be a sharp blade that destroys the undead army, allowing the defenders of Persia There is a huge flaw in the military power.

There was a crackling sound from the torch, which disturbed people's restlessness.

Clenching the tree trunk in my hand, I blew on the torch, trying to get as close to Issos' body as possible to avoid blood clotting too quickly.Gradually, his blood color became slightly lighter.Issos moved his fingers and tried to stretch the bones to break free from the iron chain. I heard a rattling sound, but he was unsuccessful.

"It will take a while." He twisted his neck, and his joints clicked.

"It's okay, I'll watch over you here. There's a funeral outside, no one will come here." I looked away, staring at the jumping flames, concentrating my chaotic thoughts, and a plan quickly took shape in my mind.

"Issos, as soon as you get out, steal the key to the cell, but let the others not act rashly. Wait until the night of Julyans' enthronement. I will find a way to hold him and use some A signal to inform you."

"Understood." Issos answered simply and neatly. After a moment of silence, he asked: "But... how do you hold him back, Commander?"

The fire seemed to burn my hair head on, and the corner of my mouth twitched: "I have my own way."

"Commander, don't sacrifice yourself for us." He moved his shoulders with difficulty, straightened his back, and stared at me solemnly.Issos joined the group later than me, and he has always been respectful to me and obeyed. It was the first time that he showed me such an admonishing look.

The best way to hold Flaviets back is myself.If only Isos had known what I was going to do, he would have destroyed my respect, and despised me ever since.

I embarrassedly changed the subject, pointed to his blood: "It's starting to turn red, do you feel better?"

Isos nodded.

"I can stop the bleeding after I can move. Wait for my news." I stood up and walked in the direction I came from.

"Wait, Commander, I have something to tell you. Regardless of whether we can escape successfully or not, you must know this secret." Issos swallowed, his voice dry with eagerness.

I stopped in my tracks, my heart beating faster for no reason.

I had a hunch that Issos was going to tell me something extraordinary.

"Say it quickly, I can't stay here any longer."

"Remember what I told you, I'm from the Da Yue Clan's survivor tribe? I lied to you, Commander... I'm from the Royal Guard, and I'm His Majesty's personal bodyguard."

I was stunned for a while: "Issos? You?"

As soon as the words fell, a thought flashed through my mind, and I immediately came over.Undoubtedly, this is the meaning of the only person who has the authority to order a royal bodyguard to conceal his identity and join the undead army.

"It's His Majesty the King." He pulled the corner of his mouth, "You must not let him know, I told you this secret in private. Commander. You are not an orphan, you have royal blood, and you are the prince of Persia."

For a moment, I was overwhelmed by a huge astonishment like a wave, and I couldn't regain my senses. I just felt that this was an Arabian Nights even more bizarre than One Thousand and One Nights.

"Isos, this joke is so funny, but it's a pity that you said it at the wrong time." I snorted coldly, blew out the fire in my hand, walked a few steps without looking back, and heard the clang of the iron chain behind me.

"It's true! Please believe me!" Issos whispered from the darkness, "I heard His Majesty the King tell your adoptive father, Prime Minister Khatami. He hoped to promote you as his My valet actually wants to take this opportunity to support you, to make you familiar with court etiquette, and to inherit the title of prince in a legitimate way in the future."

His tone was very dignified, not at all adulterated, and he even mentioned my adoptive father.I stood there in shock, lost in thought.It took me a long time to realize that what Aesos said might be true.

Facts comparable to myths.

I moved my lips, suppressing the turmoil in my heart, and my voice was still trembling: "Prince? Then who is my father?"

A guess rolled in my heart like thunder.

"Of course His Majesty the King. Your Excellency."

"No, it's impossible! His Majesty the King is still unmarried..." I shook my head, almost speechless, recalling the way he looked down at me when he summoned me that day.He is noble and majestic, like the unattainable Mithra.

"He had an illegitimate child with a maid. He was taken out of the palace by Prince Hozmir when High Priest Shahrvi launched a coup. At that time, I just joined the Royal Guard! Lord Commander..." Aesop Si's voice is very soft, but every word is like a thunderbolt, "Although you didn't grow up beside him, His Majesty cares about you very much, otherwise he wouldn't have sent me to secretly protect your safety after you insisted on joining the Undead Army. So... please spare your life, save yourself, and return to Persia safely, otherwise, I really can't bear this responsibility."

I quickly rushed towards a window, jumped out of the dark prison, and hid in the dense forest like a fly. I didn't stop until my physical strength was almost exhausted, and I leaned against a tree to breathe heavily.

The news was like a sinking stone, and I couldn't digest it.

Overnight, I had the father I had longed for for many years. He was actually His Majesty the King. Overnight, I changed from a foreign orphan with no roots and no connections to a royal blood.

Apart from shock, I was still shocked. I didn't seem to have any other emotions, or just too many emotions rushed to me in an instant, making me lose my perception.

The swaying shadows of the trees around me made me suspect that I was just in a dream, but the midnight bell suddenly ringing in the sky reminded me that this was reality.

The royal guard of honor came out of the church in two files, white petals were flying all over the sky, and black flags were fluttering in the wind.Some of those who had gathered here to mourn dispersed, like a swarm of bats being driven from the dens in which they had once lived.

Flaviz stood at the door of the church, stopped and looked around—maybe he was looking for me.

I woke up like a dream, and walked out of the dense forest a little nervously. At this moment, there was a faint movement, as if something was approaching me in the darkness.

Fearing that I would be followed, I half-squatted down and took an ambush posture.

But when I looked up, I was struck by lightning.

A slender figure with blond hair and white clothes is half hidden among the shadows of the trees, his outline is outlined by the faint moonlight,

It's as if a son of God emerged from the clouds of the night, and the whole body is filled with illusory light and mist.

I stared wide-eyed at the face haunted by dreams, my knees were weak, and I knelt on the ground.

I must be dreaming.

My brain was blank, and I kept lingering on this thought, until a pair of cold hands held my shoulders like many years ago, and my brain suddenly disappeared into nothingness.The ends of the blond hair brushed my cheeks, he lowered his head and leaned close to my ear: "Long time no see, my Ah Suin."

Chapter 74 [LXXIV] Same root and different flowers

My brain was blank, and I kept lingering on this thought, until a pair of cold hands held my shoulders like many years ago, and my brain suddenly disappeared into nothingness.The ends of the blond hair brushed my cheeks, he lowered his head and leaned close to my ear: "Long time no see, my Ah Suin."

I knelt on the spot dumbfounded and let him caress my cheek.His fingers were very cold, and the icy coldness clearly seeped into my bone marrow, which made me shiver.

That voice... that voice I heard in the underground palace is not my hallucination.

I knelt in a daze, and the figure in the night lowered its head quietly, looking down at me, with the same posture as before.

Flaviz is in front of me, so... who is Yuriyans?

The many questions almost burst through my head in an instant, which made me have a splitting headache. My eyes were fixed on Flaviz, and I couldn't say a word.

"What's wrong? Don't you want to see me again?"

Flaviz leaned down and held me in his arms like the first time we met.The arms were tightly tightened, and the slender fingertips almost pierced through the clothes and plunged into my flesh.His body was extremely cold, making me feel like I was in an ice cellar for a moment.

"My little Cupid..."

The familiar fragrance of rosemary came to my face, entangled my mind, and reminded me of the feeling of being hugged by another person. Under the subconscious comparison, my heart shrank fiercely.

"how come……"

I muttered uncontrollably, grabbing his loose blond hair, still unable to believe that I was in the real world.

The sense of confusion tore the whole person, as if to tear me in two.I grabbed his shoulder tremblingly, raised my head and looked closely at the person in front of me.

Seven years hadn't changed him too much, but his complexion was paler, without a trace of blood, as if he was a zombie who had just been rediscovered from the underground tomb.Those eyes, which are deeper than sea water, are empty and indifferent like a blind person, as if they are staring at me, and they seem to be looking into the void.There is no focal length.no emotion.

But for some reason, I vaguely felt that his expression was lifeless and gloomy.

"Don't be afraid, I'm a human, not a ghost." He rested his head on my shoulder and put his arms around me as if trying to stand up.I wrapped my arms around his body subconsciously, it was the same thin as it was many years ago, it seemed to be a little thinner, and the protruding spine could be touched through the robe.A soft cough escaped from his throat, making my heart palpitate.

This is Flaviets... This is Flaviets!A voice seemed to be hissing in his heart, shaking a certain fact that he had firmly believed in in his heart.Doubt engulfed me like a thick fog, so that I didn't know where to ask. I hugged him in a daze, speechless, and my heart beat so fast that it would burst through my chest.

"I really want to see what you look like now. I don't know how much you have changed..." The hair was stroked by his hand, but it was like a wisp of cold water dripping down the top of the head, and even the back felt a chill.

I suddenly woke up from the chaos: "Can't you see?"

A sigh with a wry smile came from my ear, ethereal as smoke: "After I was reborn, I was trapped in the darkness for too long, and I was close to blindness."

"Who...who is trapping you?" I gasped and held my breath.

"The person next to you."

My heart suddenly fell into the abyss, and my brain was buzzing.

"Ah Thien... Everyone thinks he is me, but he is not, he is my twin brother. My father has three sons, the eldest brother Gallus, me and Yuriyans. Me and Yuri Born to one mother, all suffered from genetic diseases, and was imprisoned in the temple of Athens to practice. He took this opportunity to communicate with the heathen forces who opposed the rule of Constantius in private, and was later given to death. His The corpse was buried behind the temple, and the resentful spirit made the corpse immortal, and also attracted the evil banshee, Medusa, who existed in the legendary temple."

Whispered softly, but with the power to turn my whole world upside down: "Do you remember the flower bush behind that temple, Ah Suin?"

I vaguely recalled that after the temple, there was a tombstone on the hillside.Its vicinity is always full of blood-red flowers, regardless of the season.Flaviz used to play with me on the hillside, but never allowed me to go near it.

He said there were poisonous snakes there.

On rainy nights, I often feel unusual breaths lingering around me, and invisible forces disturb my sleep. Even during the day, when I go to play on the hillside, I will suddenly fall into a coma from time to time, and when I wake up, I will lie on the bed full of strange things. flowers next to the tombstone.And as long as Flaviz is around, I'm fine.

Recalling the little details, the body is as cold as falling into an ice cellar.

"After I died, a priest dug up Yulyans' body and used his body as a medium to help me rebirth. But his obsession with revenge was too strong, he controlled the priest, and dedicated himself to the evil beauty Dusha. He wandered in that temple all year round and took half of my soul, so he has my memory."

I shook my head in disbelief.As he narrated, a layer of fog formed in front of my eyes, and the pictures flooded into my mind, as if I had experienced all this in person.

In a daze, I seemed to follow him into the underground temple dedicated to Medusa, watching a weird and magical sacrifice.I witnessed with my own eyes that the coke-like skeleton that I buried with my own hands was buried in the ancient sarcophagus by the priest, and colorful snakes rushed from all sides of the stone hall, and several naked men and women danced and copulated among them.

Blood-red algae sprouted from the ground, tightly wrapped the sarcophagus, and gradually formed a huge cocoon.After an unknown number of nights, a deformity that was neither human nor ghost finally crawled out of the cocoon, skinny like a dying old man.He staggered towards the first ray of light penetrating into the palace, knelt before the stairs leading to the outside world, and wailed hoarsely like a beast.

And after he left, another shadow was bred in the cocoon.

He was lying quietly in a broken cocoon like a dead bone, and seemed to be blown away like a wisp of smoke when touched lightly, only a pair of longing eyes were looking at the sky unwillingly.

I approached in that illusion, reached out and touched him, and he disappeared without a trace.

The hands were intertwined with the fingers of the other hands, and I just woke up like a dream, and I was brought into my eyes by those foggy blue eyes that were no longer clear, and into the memories of the past.

"Ah Thien, since you came to me, he has been coveting you. If I hadn't guarded you every night and slept with you, maybe his resentful spirit would have defiled you at that time... "

Caressing my cheeks with both hands, as if carefully tracing my facial features: "Medusa was betrayed by her lover and died tragically. She resented her lover in the world. You must leave him. Only with your love can he avoid being betrayed by Medusa." Sha's power backfires, but you will replace him as Medusa's sacrifice, gradually petrified, and eventually become a meat cocoon that hatches poisonous snakes."

"No..." Thinking of the change in my calf, I shook my head, dripping with cold sweat.

"That half of my soul is gradually being occupied by Yuriyans and corrupted by evil. Maybe he is very much like me sometimes, maybe he shows that he loves you deeply, and you must not be deceived. He is not me."

It was like lightning and thunder all around, and the sky fell apart.

Indescribable horror controlled the whole person, and my spirit fell into a trance for a moment.The scenes I experienced in the past few days played back in my mind, like a dream after getting drunk, all doubts were just paralyzed, but I deluded myself that I had touched a miracle.Unexpectedly, after Zui Sheng Meng died, he faced such a cruel truth.

Since when did I decide that Yuriyans belonged to Flaviz?

Did it start from seeing the phantom in that divination?

Was it the moment when he was guided by the wheel of fortune in the arena?

Or when he heard him criticize Gallus for his arrogance and cruelty in front of Constantius?

Everything seemed uncertain.It seemed that all the evidence, like cleverly designed leads, pushed me into an elaborate deception.

Sweating profusely, trembling all over, my abdomen suddenly started to convulse. I felt an indescribable humiliation and nausea, and I couldn't stop retching when I squatted down.

All doubts seemed to be answered.Even though there are so many differences between Yuriyans and Flaviz, he knew everything about me and Flaviz, and he used this to confuse me step by step, and he finally succeeded in deceiving me.

I was like a wandering moth, lured by the false reflection he cast in the mirror, and threw myself into the trap regardless of my own safety.

"Don't be sad... I'm here."

Flaviz held my body and patted me on the back coaxingly like a child.I closed my eyes and tried to calm my shaky breathing.He probably doesn't know what kind of beast Julyans has done to me in his name.

He pressed against my forehead, his long eyelashes intertwined with mine, his fingers intertwined with his, and something was stuffed into my cuff: "Give this to Yulyans, and he won't be able to hurt you and me Ah Suin, his city is extremely deep, and the palace is full of eyeliners, only you have the chance to attack him."

The voice next to my ear was indistinct, and I lay my pillow on his chest, clutching his thin arm, almost fainting.

"Master, it's time to leave, the Guards have noticed."

A strange and gloomy male voice sounded in the silence.At some point behind Flaviz, there was a tall black figure, his eyes were as sharp as a vulture's, but they were the dark red blood color of a beast.

The body is loosened.Seeing that the most important person in my life was about to leave, I grabbed Flaviz's hand and let out a low hiss like a trapped animal: "Don't leave...Flavitz!"

The white shadow in the night stopped for me, he bent down, and his golden hair brushed my cheek.I grabbed a strand like grabbing a life-saving straw, and put it under my nose to take a deep breath of the familiar smell.My head was caressed lovingly, and I let go as if I was burned.How can I allow myself to be crushed, how can I allow myself to appear vulnerable again?

Especially, in front of Flaviz...

"I will come back when he is enthroned. If you can help me regain my soul, Ah Thien, I may be able to see the light again, and see you again..."

There is a slight coolness on the lips, like a butterfly in love with a flower, just a taste of it.I bite down and swallow his blood.

The bitter taste kept permeating into his heart until he hid in the darkness, where it remained for a long time.

Opening his palm, there was a delicate copper bottle lying in his hand, a sapphire on the mouth of the bottle gleamed sadly.It was a present from Flaviz on my birthday.I don't know what year and month I was born in, but Flaviz engraved the date I met him on Aphrodite's palm to commemorate my new life.

I looked at the bottom of the copper bottle, and there was a string of tiny Latin words there: with love