Persian Assassin: Dance of the Prisoners

When the houses were burned, I peeled off their skins and wrapped the city gates against the walls; I built people alive in the walls, and I nailed people to the walls with wooden stakes.And beheaded.

The handwriting of the famous Assyrian tyrant Ashunasi really fits the occasion.What he did was exactly the same as that of King Assisi. Judging from the scene at the pyramid, this guy was a pathological murderer.

I haven't seen Assassius yet, and I'm already full of hatred for him.I grabbed the envoy's staff in my hand and took off the hood, trying to drive away the anxiety that evaporated with sweat.Issos's face was also covered with haze, as if he was facing an enemy.

But no matter what, now is not the time to do it. If the enemy does not move, I will not move.

We were taken into this historic Assyrian palace and sat down in the palace that had been abandoned for many years.This place has become a banquet pavilion for the entertainment of the nobles of Anatia Bena, and a huge groove was dug in the center, which was used as a stage for wild beasts and slaves to perform.

The scene inside it is even more terrifying than the scene under the pyramid.There are several crocodiles raised in the pond, tearing each other's large pieces of flesh and blood. It is not necessary to explain what the feed is.

Although I am used to seeing bloody scenes, I still feel sick to my stomach.

I just want to walk away, but there is food and drink prepared for us in the stands next to it.

Issos tried it with the silver ring, but it was not poisoned.

A series of footsteps came from above, I looked up and saw a group of figures walking down the air corridor connecting the tower and the castle, and walked to the opposite side of the concave stage.

The leader has long hair and high bunches, bare upper body, tattoos unique to barbarians on his arms, but they are blood red, and the exaggerated pure gold ring on his neck clangs with his steps, carrying a chilling aura Dangerous breath.That must be King Asassis. Unlike the burly physiques of common barbarians, his body is slightly thinner, and his walk even has the femininity of a woman.Then I saw his face.

Under the light of the fire, the weird glyphs shone with a strange and mysterious light.It seems like a lifetime away.

For a moment I could barely stand—the mask.

Flavez as a mask for Yulyans' existence.

Blood poured uncontrollably to my head, but I was enough to judge that the person in front of me was not him.

"Visitor from Persia, I am truly honored by the enthusiasm of your lord." Assassius sat down on the bronze seat opposite.He put his legs up on the table in front of him, and beckoned the slave beside him to pour the wine, with an arrogant air, as if he was not an intruder, but a returning master.

His voice sounded familiar, I'm sure I've seen him somewhere.If he recognizes me too, the danger is at the elbow.

"We have brought generous gifts. I wonder if the honorable King Asahis is interested in considering a covenant with Persia? Our conditions and your income are written in that letter." I pointed to the letter in the servant's hand. The letterbox, but the lid of the letterbox had been removed. He had obviously looked at it, but he seemed unmoved.

This is to be expected.

The servants who are loyal to Flaviz follow him like a demon. I have also experienced the irresistible charm that he possesses—not to mention that this person has his mask. Their relationship can be imagined extraordinary.He never left that mask.

When I made this judgment, I felt like a lump in my throat.I hid my hands under the table and groped for the whistle in my arms, ready to send a signal to the samurai in the box at any time if something happened.

"What does the King of Persia mean, let me betray my allies and fall into the arms of Persia? Then it depends on your sincerity. I only love two things in my life," Assassius grinned. His lips were as bright as Flaviz's, but obviously painted on. "One, murder. Two, gold."

"Then our sincerity will definitely satisfy you." I poured a glass of wine, "With all due respect, Armenia has been the prey of the competition between Rome and Persia for many years, but if in this battle, you withdraw at the right time , will have the opportunity to gain independent sovereignty - when leopards and crocodiles confront each other, who cares about monkeys climbing trees alone?"

Even though it was meaningless to say this, and it was just to satirize him, Assassius still opened his mouth and laughed.His laughter was sharp and piercing, like a cold iron blade cutting through glass.His attendant trembled in fright, spilled the wine on the ground, and was kicked into the pool of blood by him.The crocodiles raised in the pond swarmed up, and there was a series of shrill screams in the whole hall.In the blink of an eye, a living person was torn into bloody pieces.

The strong and pungent smell of blood in the air became more and more intense.I sat there motionless, but a thin layer of sweat emerged from my palms.

The boxes were lifted and opened one by one, and the light of the gold coins illuminated the dark hall, Assassius seemed to be attracted, and walked over to check.I clenched the whistle tightly in my hand, but I knew that this was not the best time. At night, when the defense was loose, the surprise attack was a surefire one.

"This is just a deposit for the peace talks. If His Majesty Asahis is willing to withdraw from Anatia Bena tomorrow and agrees to withdraw his troops, he will be rewarded a hundred times more than this."

I raised my glass and walked in front of him. Assassius picked up a handful of gold coins, sniffed them closely, looked up at me and smiled, but the smile was very hostile.Looking closer, he looks more familiar, but I can't remember where I met such a person.He touched the glass with me, raised the corner of his mouth and took a sip: "Give me one night, I'm willing to think about it carefully."

A strange feeling passed over my heart.When I left the castle, I suddenly figured it out.Assassius behaved as if trying to imitate Flaviz - when he was Julyans, of course.

He may have admired Flaviets so much that it had become a morbid obsession.But where did their relationship go?Even such an important mask was given to him by Flaviz.

Forget about me, so have another lover?Nothing seems unreasonable.

I gritted my teeth, feeling an unspeakable bitterness in my throat.When I carefully recalled the previous episode, I became more and more sure that Assassin knew me.He looked at me with a strange emotion.It was as if he hated me and wanted to tear me apart and tear me to pieces.

Chapter 98 [LCVIII] In danger

None of us fell asleep at night, waiting quietly.

We were accommodated by Assassius in a watchtower near the palace.It was almost midnight, and the city was still dimly lit, and the frequency of patrols by the guards gradually decreased, and they had already fallen into a state of fatigue.Not long after, the screams from the direction of the pyramid finally subsided.

"It's time, Your Royal Highness." Issos pried open the arrow-proof wooden board on the window, poked his head out, and a group of black shadows "Hula" flew by, like a group of crows.

Really bad omen.

"I'm not worried about my legion, but not about those pussies." I opened a window and slid down the wall nimbly, with Issos close behind.

Dressed in black, we climbed over the shadows of the building and sneaked into the boxes where the boxes were kept.This is a cellar, and there is an old earthy smell in it.With the light of the luminous pearl I was wearing, I saw that the treasures that Assassin plundered along the road were piled up here. The amount and variety of treasures were amazing. It is conceivable that he would not stop there just because of a dozen boxes of gold coins.

"He has dug out the crown of the king of Assyria. This thing alone is enough for him to buy ten cities." Isos clicked his tongue and knocked on a shiny thing.Next to it is the glow of the moon.

I grabbed it, climbed near the box, and knocked on the wall.There was a series of movements in the box immediately, several hands propped up the lid of the box, reflected by the light of the night pearl like pale ghost claws.This scene is really scary, it's like a mummy resurrected from the coffin.

Boumier was the first to climb out of the box and stretched his waist: "To be honest, I almost fell asleep."

I patted him on the head, inspected the surroundings, and saw that there were almost everyone there, so I used gestures to deploy a battle plan to them.When I came in just now, I observed that the towers here are connected with the city wall, and the hanging ladders on the city wall lead to the main buildings like air corridors. This is a characteristic of the ancient Assyrian city, which is very beneficial for our combat.

Isos and I led two waves of people to act separately.Issus went to deal with the patrolling guards, causing chaos and fighting here and there; and I went to capture Assasius alive.That's what His Majesty meant, and as for me, I can't wait to get that guy's head off.

"We must complete all this before dawn. If I fail to send out a successful signal when the sun rises, you will leave immediately and notify the backup army to attack, understand?" I ordered clearly and silently.

I saw them making gestures of reply.Isos led some people back the same way, and I pried open the cellar exit and sneaked upwards.I observed it during the day, and the roof was the temporary bedroom of Assassin, which was the highest point of the ancient city, enough to overlook the top of the pyramid.

I'm glad the Assyrian adobe stone walls haven't been repainted and are great for climbing.I crawled quickly against the outer wall of the building with my special claw hook, followed by a group of kittens—these young warriors personally selected by His Majesty the King are very agile, and none of them are slowing down. To be surpassed by the best of them, even though I am only in my twenties.But the peak of a warrior's body ends at the age of 25.

Every floor of this castle is brightly lit, and the eight windows on all four sides are guarded by archers, pulling one to move the whole body. It must be very cautious to invade here, but this is really not the most difficult task for me.The corner of the building is their blind spot, not to mention that the castle is not a square but an octagonal building.Soon, I reached the outer wall of the top floor.The windows were all boarded up, no light came through, and it was quiet.Not daring to be careless, I climbed to the dome and found the skylight to peep inside.It was pitch black inside, and by the moonlight, one could see a bed in the middle, with a vague silhouette of a reclining figure on it.

The kittens already had the urge to jump in, ready to pounce.

"Wait for my signal up there." I gestured to warn them, and shot a poisonous needle towards the person on the bed.Seeing that he struggled a little, but stopped moving, I tied the rope to the protrusion of the dome, leaned over and slid in, like a spider hanging on the thread, waiting for an opportunity to prey.

I landed lightly on the ground, close to the person on the bed, the blade in my hand was approaching his back, but I suddenly caught a glimpse of a reflective object from the corner of my eye.It was a mirror with a figure reflected in it.Those deep and beautiful eyes stared at me, and there seemed to be a charming smile on the corner of his mouth.The person I miss day and night is behind me.

My breathing was instantly frozen, knowing that there was no one behind me, I still turned my head uncontrollably.A lifelike portrait suddenly jumped into sight, close at hand.My heart was tightened, and I couldn't restrain myself from leaning forward and kissing the lips of the portrait like an idiot.

There was a sudden movement behind him.

I was startled, and immediately rushed back like lightning, and the person on the bed jumped up in a very quick reaction. The dagger I stabbed at him hit the hard and flexible layer, barely slipping through, in the dark Spark a string of sparks.The moment I missed, a cold breath hit my face, I turned my head and kicked him in the stomach, pushed him to the ground with my knees, and hit him hard on the top of his skull Two punches.

Maybe I should throw another punch, but it's not a last resort, I have to go back alive and die.

I reached out and took off the mask that belonged to Flaviz, wiped it and put it in my pocket, when I heard footsteps behind me.

It all went so smoothly, so smoothly for no reason.If I killed Assassin in this way, I would find it too easy.I stood up and stared into the darkness behind me.Maybe it's a tough fight waiting for me.

"I have guessed that you will come, so I have been waiting here for you."

Gold ornaments rattled, and a figure emerged from the shadow of the door.He walked slowly, and the moonlight fell on him inch by inch, illuminating his face.I saw him at last--we did.

He was the barbarian boy who picked on me after I slandered Maxim.I expected him to be a powerful character, but I didn't expect him to be so brutal.He remembers me and hates me.

"If you really want to make peace, why would the King of Persia send an assassin as an envoy?" He gritted his teeth and smiled, and threw the whip in his hand to the ground, making a harsh sound, as if to scare me.

I find it funny.

I moved away and warned coldly: "If you move again, I guarantee you will be shot into a hornet's nest." As I said that, I whistled, and a series of movements came from above.

Assassius suppressed his smile and glanced at the top of his head, a tendon in his neck was tense.I could see that he wasn't as fearless as he appeared. He expected us to come, but there were things he didn't expect.Taking advantage of his distraction, I quickly blew out a poisonous needle and shot him right in the neck.The venom took effect quickly, his body shook, and he fell softly to the ground.I cautiously drew out my dagger and approached him, stepped on his hands and feet a few times to make sure he wasn't holding a weapon, and seeing that he hadn't moved, I bent down and pressed the blade against his neck.

Just as I was about to call someone down, a hand grabbed my ankle suddenly, and a beast's roar suddenly sounded from somewhere.I pressed Assassin's body tightly, and felt a strong smelly wind coming. My first reaction was to grab the rope and dodge upwards, but before I could do that, a huge black shadow had rushed towards him. in front of you.

I was caught off guard, and I was hit and flew out, hitting a window.The wood fell apart in an instant, and I fell weightlessly, tied in mid-air by the ropes on my feet, precarious.

It was a wolf that attacked me.Blood gushed out of my chest and flowed back into my nasal cavity. I jumped up, and the hooks plunged into the wall. A few kittens pulled me up, but in an instant I heard the sound of a sharp weapon breaking through the wind.

I immediately recognized the danger: "Get down!"

As soon as I said that, I saw an arrow go through the neck of one of the warriors who was dragging me.He's still just a kid.He fell down by rubbing against my body, and I grabbed his clothes and dragged him up.I don't know what's wrong with me, I would never have done this before, maybe having a child made me father.

He looked at me with wide eyes, coughing violently, his eyes were ignorant and painful, which hurt me.

But I'm not Hercules, I don't have natural power, so I can't catch him after all.Arrows were shot from bottom to top, and some of them hit my back, but luckily I was wearing strong chain mail.There is nowhere to hide in the tower, full of archers standing guard.I dodged quickly and slid down the wall, but the guards were already surrounded below me, and besides them, there was also a group of black wolves with saddles.

Armenian Wolf Cavalry.

I took a few steps back, touched the chimney in my arms, and begged not to move it, but just blew the whistle and issued a retreat command.With the wolf cavalry, even if Ishkad brings troops, it will only end in a disastrous defeat.I never imagined that I would see this legendary army with my own eyes. They were guards who guarded the treasures of Armenia for generations, but they actually participated in the battle.I didn't expect to lose so quickly and completely. In this terrible situation, I can only hope that other people can escape smoothly. It will be easier for me to escape alone.

Blood soaked the chain mail, sticky and stinging.I don't have to look to know I'm badly hurt, the wolf's claws scratched me, and I thank the black clothes for making me look less miserable.

"Why don't you run away, little Persian cat?"

This familiar title made me startled, the speaker was Assassin.He'd probably heard Flaviets call me that, but it sounded worse now.The soldiers retreated through a narrow path, and Assassius appeared there, holding a bloody head in his hand.I recognized it as belonging to the boy I was too late to save.

"Eat, good boys." He raised his hand and threw the head to my feet. Several wolves swarmed up, and the biggest one snatched it into his mouth. The sound of sharp teeth crushing the skull pierced into my eardrum. Those who didn't grab it stared at me covetously, they smelled the blood on my body.

I took out the hidden weapon in my belt, tucked it between my fingers, and stared at him: "Killing me won't do you any good."

"Who said I wanted to kill you?" I was startled, seeing him laughing, with white teeth, "How could I let you die so easily?"

Chapter 99 [XCIX] Suffering Torture

Under the threat of fangs, I had no room to resist. All my weapons were confiscated and tied up, except for a tail ring in my left hand. It hides a small mechanism that can eject a small sharp edge. It is not enough to be a weapon, but it is enough to escape.

I had no way of knowing what Assassius wanted to do with me until I was led to the pyramid at the gate of the city—he wanted to torture me in front of everyone and then execute me.I was pushed over the pile of bloody corpses and walked up the steps. The blood stains spread all over the tower from top to bottom like mountain streams, and even the cracks were covered with dried stains. The color of the book and the carvings on the steps.The flames on all sides pulled my shadow, I watched my moving steps, and knew that the current situation was very dangerous, more than any other mission.Assassius has no other purpose, he just wants me to die in pain.

I was tied to the wooden frame on the pyramid, hanging in the air like a hanged person, and various blood-stained instruments of torture were placed on the stone table next to me, which was obviously the source of Assassin's music.The people next to me retreated under the pyramid. I pretended to be struggling and rubbed the rope on my hand with the ring slightly.I must try my best to delay the time and break free from the shackles. Holding Assassin himself hostage is now my only way out.

Crowds of onlookers gathered under the tower one after another, but the surrounding area was still silent, like a cemetery.Assassius rummaged through the thin utensils, looking for a blade suitable for skinning me.I seem to have felt the pain of the blade moving on the skin, cutting off the flesh and blood.

I have seen the Huns skinning, they like to prolong the survival time of the victims, so they use the tiniest knife to chop off the toes, starting from the wound and peeling up a little bit, the pain can last up to three full days.My ears were filled with the screams of the messenger before he died, and my skin tightened inch by inch.

"You must be guessing where I will start stripping. Let me tell you," Assassius slid his hand from the knife and took off the whip from his waist. "I will beat your whole body with the whip first, Start with the wound, of course, except... your face. I will peel it off intact and make it into a mask."

"Why?" I asked.In order to cover up the quick movement of the little finger, I tried to distract him: "Why did you keep my face? Are you envious of my appearance?"

Assassius seemed slightly taken aback, he didn't expect me to ask such a question.Then he grinned again, took out the mask from my arms, carefully put it aside, and wiped its surface.

"I know, it's because of him. You love him." I sneered.

"Are you trying to tell me that he loves you deeply?" Assassin's sense of smell was as keen as that of a maned dog.He turned his head and brought my face closer.I can clearly see that he has the typical appearance of a barbarian, and he is angry. If he doesn't show a fierce face and hides his face with his hair, he may be considered a beauty.

I was expressionless: "I didn't say that. It's a pity that he won't fall in love with someone like you."

"You are not qualified to say that." He lowered his voice, his rough barbarian accent was like the neighing of a wild animal.As if eager to confess himself and refute me, he lifted his forehead hair.Between his brows there was a serpentine brand that was exactly the same as Flaviz's.

I stared at him in amazement: "You dedicated yourself to Medusa?"

"Yes, for him. I am willing to bear Medusa's punishment for him, can you do it?" He questioned me, the madness in his eyes spread out, like vines twisted into knots.His obsession with Flaviz astonished me, having been so long in the Roman palace, that I hadn't noticed it at all.At this moment, my hand was finally able to break free. I grabbed his neck unexpectedly, and touched the blood vessels on the side of his neck with the sharp blade on my little finger.

"Help me untie the other hand." I leaned closer to his ear with the gold ring, and warned in a low voice, "If you dare to call for help, if you dare to move around, you will die, Assassius."

His shoulders trembled, as if from fear.But at the next moment, I heard a strange laughter: "Do you think I will die?"

I suddenly realized that Medusa's evil power can make people's physiques different from ordinary people, and the same is true for Flaviz.Cold sweat broke out all of a sudden, thinking of the poisonous needle just now, it also had no effect on Assassin.I slashed open his throat with my heart, and pushed him away with all my strength, the wound on my chest was hit hard immediately, and the pain went straight to my lungs.When I quickly dealt with the rope in the other hand, several guards rushed up and held me tightly.One hand couldn't resist the strength of five or six people. The ring was pulled off and thrown to the ground. I was quickly tied back to the original shape, even higher, and my feet couldn't touch the ground.

Assassius wiped the blood from his neck, his eyes were bloodthirsty and terrifying: "Take off his clothes and don't leave a single piece. I want each of you to give me a taste of the beauty of Persia."

The blood all over my body dropped to freezing point.The clothes were torn off and stripped naked in an instant.Naked and exposed on a high platform, before the eyes of the enemy, I immediately tasted the humiliation of losing my dignity, but worse things were yet to come.There were more and more crowds watching below, I forced myself not to pay attention, but the calm armor seemed to have been cracked in pieces by the cold wind, and my whole body was shaking.But I can't call for help.

"Hurry up, take turns, whoever doesn't trample on him, I'll skin him!" Assassius ordered.

Under his urging, several guards surrounded him and began to undress hesitantly.They didn't seem to like men, but because of Assassin's lust, their hands were trembling, and they were even more nervous than me.One of them boldly approached (...), and I stared at him with wide eyes, perhaps recalling the terrible memories of my childhood that made my eyes extraordinarily ferocious, and he took a step back in fright.

A sharp knife pierced his abdominal cavity, and his intestines flowed out one after another.

Assassius pushed him down the pyramid, licked the blood from the sharp knife, and wiped it on my face: "Why, is there anyone who can't be hard on this stunning face?"

Several people scrambled to rush towards me and beat me up and down.I swear I've never been humiliated like this, and I escaped real violations in porn because of my young age. I've only been possessed by Flaviz, and being treated like this by someone other than him is enough to make me worse Death, let alone in full view.

"Like this, go ahead and fuck him like a woman! He can impregnate you too!"

Youhu pierced into the deepest gap in the atrium like a sharp knife.But I neither yelled nor showed cowardice, a man tried to enter my body, and my stiff body made it impossible for him to continue.

Maybe it was my reaction that made Assassis feel bored, he waved his hand and dismissed those guys.I stared at him, wondering what he was going to do.

"You're wondering how I know you were pregnant for him, right?" Assassius admired my expression, and the situation on his face was changing, "My uncle and I have guarded him for many years, and he could have chosen me to be his birth mother." Give birth to an heir." He leaned close to my ear and hissed, "I'll tell you a secret, now I have the ability to let him continue my bloodline. Think about it, I peeled off your face, put it on and touched it at night His bed, will he be fascinated by me? Then I will fuck him affectionately, just like he was fucked!"

I bit his throat, bit his flesh like a beast, and was punched in the face by him.When I was dizzy, my lips burned suddenly, and my lips and teeth were pried open to suck hard.I froze in shock, and then felt terribly sick.Assassius backed away before I could react.

He wiped his mouth, and caressed the wound on my face maliciously: "It tastes really good. You are indeed a beauty, but your beauty is not even one-tenth of his. How can you match him?"

"I don't deserve it, and you don't deserve it, you savage barbarian."

I sneered mockingly and spat out the blood from my mouth.

My brow bone seemed to be broken, and the blood dripped down from my forehead, dripping on the wound left by the wolf's paw on my chest, excruciating pain like burning.A whip came up mercilessly, one whip after another, adding fuel to the fire, tearing the skin to pieces.I don't believe that I will end my life in such a tragic way, but in fact I can't think of anything that will stop Assassin from continuing to abuse me.

"I have been observing you secretly, since you appeared in front of him. You were young at that time, but you were like a leech parasitizing on a person, desperately absorbing his remaining vitality. I don't understand, how could he love you?" What about you?

The person who has waited for him for many years and secretly eliminated the enemy for him, until the end of his death, is me! "

Assassius cursed like a curse, raised his hand and whipped me on the chest.

The pain exploded on my chest like gunpowder, and I tried my best not to let out a scream, but his whip was heavier than each whip, and his whole body showed naked madness.The severe pain of the whip went deep into the bone marrow, and the blood stained my eyes red, making the whole night sky present the color of a battlefield after a massacre, and the moon was like the eyes of a dead body.

At this moment, I heard a movement in the distance.A sound of soldiers and horses crossing the border.

Chapter 100 [CX] Meet you again

Ishkard! ?

Are they here?I looked at the source of the sound, and my nervousness overwhelmed my desire to survive. Their numbers were not enough to compete with the wolf army.I would rather die tortured than see them die in vain.

When I was worried like this, I saw countless points of fire emerging from the darkness, forming a sea of ​​stars.Assassius stopped his hands, but did not show any panic, and even looked forward to it.

An incredible conjecture jumped out of my heart, and I held my breath.

A neat phalanx appeared in the vast wilderness, advancing side by side in an orderly manner, and slowly stopped a thousand meters away from the city gate. A column walked out of the two phalanxes, led by eight white horses The crooked chariot, its whole body covered with spikes and the door closed tightly, looks like a deadly Titan monster approaching the city gate surrounded by a fully armed army. The chariot bowed its head.

The car door opened slowly, and my heart was about to jump out.

"Just as you thought, our king is here. Poor boy, but he will never have a chance to recognize you again." Assassius turned his head, his earrings dangling, and a cold light shone.With a lift of his hand, a cold light hit my face, and I instinctively felt a chill on the eyelids of my eyes.I tasted the blood running down my cheekbone on my lips, and I thought I must have had a deep gash in my face.

But soon, I felt darkness pouring down from above, engulfing the whole world in front of me.

"Oh, little beauty is blind. What a pity, your eyes are so charming."

I passed out almost instantly, and felt a stab in the throat again.

This is a punishment far more cruel than death.

My lips trembled, but I could only utter some vague neighing like a beast.I tried my best to open my eyes wide, for fear that I would lose my sight completely before seeing Flaviz again, but the harder I tried, the faster the light disappeared, and the corners of my eyes seemed to be torn, and blood and tears flowed out.

Vaguely, I saw a figure stepping out of the chariot, changed to a sedan chair, and was carried up to the pyramid by the stars, and Assassius knelt down respectfully.

I blinked my eyes, and my vision fell into darkness several times, and finally there was only a lingering ray of light left.

In this last light, he finally appeared.

The figure bathed in the firelight sat on the imperial sedan chair, with a white fur on his shoulders, a deep red robe hanging down to the ground, and the brilliance of the dark gold armor flowing.He wears a Roman-style helmet with a blade-like crown on the top, and the sharp edge goes from the turbinate to the jaw, which makes his extremely beautiful face chill and glamorous, like a god-king walking out of ancient murals.

Again.

It was like eight years ago, appearing in front of him in such a state of embarrassment.

Just all of this, he won't reach out to me again.

But I still have a little bit of luck, hoping that the water of the Styx will not completely erase my existence, but the moment I met Flaviz's eyes with the corners of my torn eyes open, he just withdrew his short-stay gaze indifferently .

"Assassius greets the supreme Augustus, the noble king of Rome, His Majesty Julyans."

"You don't have to kneel to me, Assassius." Flaviz smiled, his smile was so breathtaking, but the pain like gouging out my eyes made me dizzy, "You are the king of Armenia now."

"I have been your most loyal servant all my life." Assassius walked under his sedan chair, bowed his head and kissed his ring. This scene was so dazzling that I couldn't see anything at once.

I felt like I was wrapped in a thick cicada chrysalis, and all the pain was accumulated in my body, but there was no way to release it.I convulsed all over and coughed violently, as if blood gushed out from the seven orifices.

"Who is the victim?"

It seemed that my plight had finally caught Flaviz's attention.

"A Persian assassin. The king of Persia pretended to negotiate peace with us, but I received a secret report and took them down in one fell swoop."

"Have you caught everyone?"

"Your Majesty, forgive Assassius for his incompetence. Only one of them was caught, and the rest escaped, but I have already sent people to hunt them down."

"What are you going to do with this one?" Flaviz asked casually, as if asking if a pig was dead or alive.

"Peel off the skin and hang it on the city gate to show the public, so as to frighten the Persians."

"Very well, let's do it like this." His voice was low and charming, but it was so cold that people shuddered.

A pain like a thousand arrows piercing the heart.My hands and feet were untied, and my body was pushed forward by several people.I couldn't see anything, but I could still feel a little light through my eyelids, and I instinctively knew that was where Flaviz was.Like a caged animal, I grabbed a weapon and rushed in that direction.

There was a sound of sword drawing and snapping around, I touched the handle of the imperial sedan chair, and pointed the tip of the sword forward.There was a dead silence all around.The familiar and rich fragrance wafted into my nostrils, I sniffed Flaviz's breath greedily, stretched out my hand tremblingly, followed his hanging robe, and grabbed one of his hands.I bowed my head and kissed the back of his hand, the blood dripping from his face stained his slender fingers wet, and my tears dissolved in them.

I want to tell him that the light has come and we meet again.

But only a hoarse murmur escaped from my cut throat, and then something pierced my abdomen.

The body fell back weightlessly, but the scene in the underworld suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.The young Flaviz looked at me in the soft sunlight, and I promised him that we would meet again.

I groped for his hand touching the hilt and hooked his little finger.Time seems to be frozen in this moment, but it turns out that this is just my illusion.

I felt myself falling toward the pyramids, like a falcon with broken wings in a dream.

I fell into the mountain of corpses below, and my flesh and blood swamped me like a swamp.I couldn't move my body, but I could vaguely hear footsteps coming down the stairs.

"Drag him up and hang him to the city gate." Assassin's voice said.

A few hands dragged me up in the mud of flesh and blood, and I was no different from any corpse in it, except that I was still bleeding continuously.I have never been in such despair.Presented in such a humble, miserable, ugly posture in front of the person I love so much, but he treats me like garbage.

"No. Assassin."

After a brief silence, his tone became slightly turbulent, as if he was smiling.

"He's bold. Fix him, I have something to ask him."

This is my