Persian Assassin: Dance of the Prisoners

Wiz slept in the tent, and after he fell asleep next to him in the middle of the night, he took some useful things and sneaked out.

Assassius and a team of wolf riders were sent to the top of Mount Ahmad for reconnaissance.I am very familiar with the plank road on this mountain. In the dark, like a ghost sneaking up the mountain, climbing to a tree to peep at his camp.

Assassius was holding a torch, sitting alone in the darkness, chanting in front of a large black vat, shaking his hands.

The slender shadow in the mouth of the tank turned its head and tail, dancing with his gestures.After a while, Assassius actually grabbed one of them and ate it raw. Thick blood spurted out of his mouth, making his disfigured face even more horrifying.Immediately there was a chill in my heart.

Assassius must be using Medusa's evil power to bring a curse on someone, and that person must be me.

Thinking of this, I felt a strange feeling spreading from under my skin, and I felt uncomfortable all over.However, he found that all the wolves who had been sleeping had stood up, frenzied, and rushed towards the cavalry beside them.

Most of the cavalry were sleeping soundly, defenseless, and their throats were bitten off before they could even struggle.Some react quickly, get up and run, but they are no match for the swiftness of wolves, and they become their prey in the blink of an eye.

A bloody feast was staged silently before my eyes.In the silent mountain forest, there are only the sound of wind rustling and shaking branches, the sound of sharp teeth biting flesh and blood, and the hiss of poisonous snakes spitting out letters, all mixed into the music of death.

I quietly looked at the bloody scene below, and couldn't believe what I saw for a moment.Assassius controlled the pack of wolves to kill their own cavalry?What does he want to do?Lead the pack of wolves yourself?

Could it be...he intends to rebel?

This idea exploded in my mind, and I immediately went down the mountain quietly along the plank road.On the way, I also inadvertently found some unusual movements in the surrounding bushes.When it is quiet, my observation is extremely keen, and I can be sure that it is not the noise caused by the wind, but someone ambushing around.

Could it be Persian scouts planning to sneak attack?

For some reason, my intuition is not the case, and it has something to do with Assassin instead.

I hurried back to the tent, intending to wake Flaviz.Suddenly, under the quilt, his hand grabbed my arm, dragged me to the bed, and gestured for silence.

"What did you find when you went out?" Flaviz leaned closer to my ear and asked in Persian.

It turned out that he had been awake.I nodded and told him the truth about what I saw on the mountain.

"I know." Flaviz sat up and snorted coldly, "Maxim told me about Assassin's ambitions. Just wait until he couldn't bear it anymore and showed his feet."

Flaviz's reaction reassured me a little: "He seems to be unable to take it anymore. The fight should be done quickly, otherwise Shapoor will know that he will take advantage of your internal turmoil to attack."

"Shapur? Why don't you call him His Majesty the King?" He bit my earlobe with a very pleasant tone, and squeezed my hand tightly, "Then please accompany me in a play."

**

After a while, I ran out of the tent quickly, with a raging fire behind me.Several guards immediately stopped me, who was fleeing towards the mountain, and shouted: "Augustus' tent is on fire! Go and put out the fire!"

In an instant, the entire camp was boiling, and the guards swarmed.I looked there worriedly, my heart clenched, even though I knew Flaviz was prepared, I couldn't help worrying.He must be afraid of fire.

At this time, there was movement on Assassin's side on the mountain as expected.The tree shadows swayed along the road on the ridge, and after a while, Assassius appeared, riding alone on his horse, and rushed into the camp like the wind. In the darkness behind him, there were countless pairs of green lights shining, gazing at him.

I clenched my fists and sweated secretly.

"His Majesty the Emperor...is seriously injured! Call the military doctor!"

The burning flames gradually extinguished, and a thick night filled the air. The guards carried the "comatose" Flaviz out of the tent and found that his chest was dripping with blood and he was dying.

It was clearly an illusion, but my heartbeat suddenly stopped.As if this scene happened for real, a great sense of panic filled his chest, and he was almost out of breath.

Assassius jumped off his horse, rushed to Flaviz, pushed away several guards, hugged him frantically, and roared like a beast.

My heart seemed to have been gouged out, I almost rushed to Flaviz, kicked the barbarian who dared to touch his body to the ground, and hacked him to death.Assassius looked at me as if he had sensed it, his eyes were bloodthirsty and terrifying: "Persians!"

"This Persian did it! Cut off his hands and feet!"

Wolves howled all around in an instant, but before Assassin could finish his sentence, the sound of arrows firing followed one after another, and the howling of wolves in the demonstration turned into mournful screams, and his shouts stopped abruptly.

A short arrow pierced his chest, and a sharp point emerged from his back.

Assassius staggered back, but several of Flaviz's guards grabbed his hands and feet and pressed him to the ground.Flaviz naturally stood there unharmed, looked down at him, and retracted the dagger into its sheath.

"Why, Your Majesty?" His eyes were wide open, and the unhealed cut on his face was open and blood was oozing from the bandage.

"I think you know why. Assassius, you were once loyal to me, but your ambitions were too great. I handed Armenia over to you, but you did something wrong in Armenia, and even coveted the whole of Rome. Do you think that the people behind you Don’t I know about the little tricks?” Flaviz looked down at him and glanced around, Assassius’ face instantly became extremely ugly, and he opened his mouth wide and let out a few strange laughs.

"It turns out that His Majesty has been watching me and has never trusted me. I don't covet the whole of Rome, I covet you, and everything is for you, Julius Flaviz, my master for life!"

"Shut up!" Possessiveness welled up in my chest, and I shouted unbearably.Don't let Flaviets take one more look at Assassin, I also feel that his words and desires will violate him.

"Then from now on, I am no longer your master." Flaviz replied lightly.

"Your Majesty wants to kill me and avenge this Persian child molester?" Assassius calmed down unexpectedly, his only remaining eye looked at me, his eyes were full of light, and the corners of his lips curled up, as if he was not worried Flaviets would literally kill him.Is it stupid, or does he have any cards?

"Cut off his tongue." Flaviz said coldly, subconsciously glanced at me, as if asking for my opinion.

Did he really not intend to kill this guy?To be kind to your enemies is to be cruel to yourself.For possible scourges, we must cut the weeds and eradicate the roots, and never show mercy. This is the survival rule I learned during my samurai training.Even if Flaviz intends to keep Assassin alive, I will not tolerate him living on.

"Wait." I walked behind Flaviz, and the guards tried to stop me, but he waved me away.Seeing me unscrupulously reaching out and pulling out the dagger from Flaviz's waist, the guards showed nervous and surprised expressions at the same time.

Indeed, such a special right to use the emperor's weapons would never be possessed by a pedophile.Besides, I still wear his ring.

I sneered and wiped off the remaining blood on the tip of the knife: "Let me do it."

"Ah Thien, he can't die." Flaviz pressed my hand, and I froze.

"Yeah, I can't die." Assassius let out a wild grin: "Persian molester, you think you can kill me! Since His Majesty wants my tongue, I might as well tell this secret! I He is the priest of His Majesty Yuriyans, and he has a blood contract with him! If I die, Medusa's power will disappear completely, making him become weak and disease-ridden like ten years ago! He and I are the same Life and death!"

The blood rushed to his head, I rushed to him in a few steps, grabbed his neck, pointed the tip of the sword at his mouth, raised the sword with my hand, twisted my wrist, and gouged out half of his tongue.Assassin's mouth was full of blood, staring at me and trembling like a sieve, he seemed to be in pain, but also seemed to be laughing, and he couldn't stop making low moans.

My arms were also trembling badly, and I glanced at the wriggling lump of flesh on the ground, as if stuck in my throat.

Chapter 121 [CXXI]

At dawn, everything was back to normal, and many wolf carcasses were left around the camp, which were burned.Flaviz ordered the burning of many tents, intending to lull the Persian army into thinking that the enemy had been decimated by civil strife and that they had climbed Mount Ahmad before dawn.

That night, I got my wish and avenged my humiliation. Assassius lost his real power, was imprisoned, and disappeared from Flaviz's eyes, but I was not happy.What Assassius said was not a lie.

From Flaviz's mouth, I learned that Flaviz and Maxim had a bond of blood and formed a lifelong master-slave relationship, connecting life and death.This blood contract has been passed down from generation to generation, and Maxim is old (although he looks middle-aged, he is actually 90 years old), and the blood contract continues to his grandson Asahi, who also follows Flaviz. Adams.

It's just that Assassius is not content to just be Flaviz's servant, he has extravagant ideas and is even more ambitious.Since Flaviz handed over the real power to him, he has been gathering forces in secret.

If Assassius succeeds, I can't imagine what will happen to Flaviets.Perhaps, as my terrible uncle did to my father, Hozmir.

Just thinking about it makes me feel unbearable.Why wasn't I the one who made a blood bond with Flaviz?If given the chance, I really hope so.This thought keeps running through my head and it's driving me crazy.While Flaviz was rectifying the army, I walked alone to a cliff on the top of the mountain to enjoy the breeze.

Not far away, the majestic city outline of Taixifeng was gradually revealed in the dawn, and a layer of golden mist floated in the vast desert behind it, covering it like a layer of light silk.The god statues on the seven city gates are still asleep in the unfading night, only the top of the highest light tower, the eagle that symbolizes the God of Light, wakes up and spreads its wings to fly.

Even though it no longer belongs to Persia, I still subconsciously put my hands together and kneel down to it.

Light footsteps sounded from behind.

"It's so beautiful, the capital of Persia. Are you worshiping the God of Light?" Flaviz's side sounded from behind.Before I could turn around, I was wrapped in my arms with both hands.

As if returning to our childhood, we stood on the terrace of the temple to watch the sun rise and set.

"See that tower? I used to climb to the top of it."

"Why? You seemed to like to climb so high before. Want to escape there too?"

"No. It's farthest there, enough to see Athens." I replied subconsciously.

Flaviz's hand tightened suddenly, and he lowered his head and carefully kissed the back of my neck.His lips trembled, and the temperature was extremely hot, burning to the bone.

I grabbed his wrist and kissed the knuckles of his long, thin fingers.

The bitter mountain wind poured up from the soles of my feet, and Flaviz put the shirt on me, wrapping me and him together.His wide and long robe fluttered up and down like outstretched wings.The sky is full of stars above the head, but the dawn is breaking under the feet.We stand side by side, overlooking the world together, as if we own each other, we own the whole dome and the earth.

**

As night fell on the second day, we crossed Mount Amade and reached Shushtar.This is the last barrier to enter the king's capital Taixifeng, and the undead army is waiting for it.The Roman army divided into two groups, Flaviz attacked from the front of Shushtar, and Maxim attacked from behind, cutting off the retreat of the undead army.The Roman phalanx was menacing, but no matter in the past or in the past, the eagle-shaped formation of the undead army was not so easy to break through.

Looking at the dense army phalanx below, I knew that this was the largest war I had ever experienced in my lifetime, and it would definitely be recorded in the annals of history and become a legend through the ages.

But I felt uneasy, and subconsciously looked at Flaviz.He was comforting his war horse alone, his eyelids drooping and his lips moving, as if whispering to it.The firelight streamed on his long hair, reflecting a dark copper-colored halo, making this scene quiet and warm.

Seeing that he was still only wearing riding clothes, I picked up the armor and walked behind him to equip him one by one.I put my arms around his body as I buckled the belt: "Flavitz, let me escort you."

"No, you have to stay in the camp." He turned his face sideways, his eyelashes brushed my cheeks, and breathed at me, "You forgot, our children still need your care."

Before I finished speaking, a soft thing got into my arms.

I touched the little guy and watched Flaviz rushing to the front of the battle with complicated emotions. I instinctively rushed to catch up with him, grabbed his reins, gritted my teeth, and whispered: "The undead army is weak! On the two wings. Use heavy cavalry to break through the infantry formation at the front, and wolf cavalry can contain the archers and fight for lasting combat power."

Flaviz took a deep look at me and lowered his head: "You don't have to do this for me."

I grabbed his skirt: "Listen, come back to me unscathed, otherwise, I will return to Persia to be my prince!"

He laughed, and his dimple was as beautiful as the sun.

At the moment when the last ray of sunlight in the sky faded, a fire arrow shot high into the sky.In an instant, the drums of war rang together, and the huge number of armies of the two countries converged like a vast torrent, and the thrilling shouts of killing filled the sky and covered the sky.

I closed my eyes, pulled open my lapel, pulled out my dagger and made a fork on my chest, and carved the sinner's deed on my arm.to punish yourself.The blood seeped into my robe with the severe pain, but it didn't make me feel less guilty.I deserve to be punished like all those who are convicted of treason.

If I didn't want to stay with Flaviz, but spent the rest of my life alone, I would punish myself like that without hesitation.

It was completely dark.From a bird's eye view, the two armies were already killing each other, as if two ancient monsters on fire were biting each other in the center of Shushtar, one was a ferocious wolf, the other was a vigorous eagle.The wolf formation flanked back and forth, and the eagle formation changed a lot, and they were evenly matched for a while.

I waited and watched nervously, and after a while, the wolf formation stretched out its sharp claws and attacked the left wing of the eagle formation. The most difficult opening for the undead army to defend - the agile and changeable bow army, with extraordinary combat power, but only good at long-range sawing In close combat, it is difficult to display its edge.

A loud horn sounded through the night sky. Gradually, the eagle array began to fold its wings and retreat towards the interior of Shushtar, while the Roman legion became more and more courageous and pursued fiercely.

The battle situation seems to be beginning to emerge, but I can't be sure whether the leader of the undead army, my uncle who has always been good at fighting, is playing hard to get, and whether Flaviz's experience can beat him.

My heart became more and more disturbed. At this moment, I suddenly heard a commotion coming from the rear of the camp.

A soldier who stayed behind hurried towards me, "My lord, Assassius is dying, and he asked you to leave a last message to Augustus."

The strings in my mind suddenly tightened, and I rushed to the prisoner-of-war camp where Assassin was imprisoned, and saw a figure that was neither human nor ghost lying in a solid prison car, with several chains tied to his body. But the wounds were well bandaged, only sporadic blood oozing out.When skinning and torturing captives and innocent civilians, he probably never imagined that he would fall into such a miserable situation.

I approached with light steps, smelling the smell of blood coming to my face, hugging the little guy in my arms tightly, not daring to relax my vigilance.Despite being imprisoned, this guy still has the evil power of Medusa, which should not be underestimated.

Hearing my movements, Assassius opened his only remaining eye and squinted at me.His eyes were very weak, but like a dying poisonous snake about to deliver a fatal bite in despair.

"Do you have something to say to me?" I didn't know what he was going to do, so I asked cautiously.

tbc

Chapter 122 [CXXII]

"Medusa's blood is a miracle that can continue the life of His Majesty Yuriyans."

I was taken aback.Seeing my surprised expression, Assassius grinned slightly, revealing a scarlet tongue, the tip of which was forked like a snake, very disgusting.His voice was hoarse and sour, "There is nothing to be surprised about. Do you think His Majesty really dared you to seriously injure me? He just let you vent your anger."

"Then we're really even." I sneered, feeling furious in my heart, and rubbed the corners of my eyes, "Thanks to you, I was slightly injured, but I was able to get back together with him, so it's not a loss. "

"I really regret that I didn't do it faster, scratch your entire face, cut off your limbs and feed them to the dogs, and then hang them on the city gate to see if he recognizes you?" Asaxius stretched out The tip of her tongue licked her black and purple lips, her lips were wide open, as if completely intoxicated in her own imagination.

"What's the point of just thinking about it? How about I let you taste this? Anyway, your body can regenerate." I pulled out the dagger at my waist in disgust, stabbed my hand on the thick wooden fence, and pierced through it like mud. past.

Assassius was not evasive or fearful, his eyes were fixed on the bottle in my hand, he leaned under my blade, and lowered his voice: "Do you want to know how to use this thing?"

I pulled out the dagger, pretending to be careless: "Do you think I will believe your nonsense? It can prolong his life, and you only handed it in at this time? I am afraid that you are desperate and want to make up a lie and use it as a bargaining chip for turning around?"

"As long as you drink it, you can replace me and become his blood contract. And I will disappear in front of you."

Her heart stopped beating suddenly, and she stared at him.In the mottled shadows, a single eye flickers like a ghostly will-o'-the-wisp.

"Do you think I'll believe a guy who wants to tear me apart and take my lover?" I frowned, "You take me for a fool?"

"You don't have to believe me, you will regret it for the rest of your life." Assassin laughed a few times, lowered his head, his messy hair covered his cheeks, and concealed his usual arrogance and cruelty, "I have a little love for His Majesty I don’t lose to you. I rebelled because you are the only one in His Majesty’s eyes…” He laughed bitterly, his laughter was heart-wrenching, “Only by becoming stronger than him, surpassing him, and controlling him , he will see me, and only me."

I suddenly remembered the words Flaviz's shadow said to me on the boat, and the eyes of the king looking at my father. For a moment, all of them overlapped.My uncle is to my father, Flaviz is to me, and Assassius is to him. The obsessions are so similar.

This kind of love is more desperate and bone-piercing than hate, almost destroying, almost devouring, like a moth, but also like a raging fire, but who can deny it?

Love is both innocent and sinful.

Perhaps it is because of this similar sin that the web of fate traps us together and bites each other.

"But I found out that I was wrong. No matter what I did, he couldn't see me. I lived and died for him for ten years, but I was like a grain of sand in his eyes." One of his eyes suddenly widened, "You It was just a beautiful poisonous insect that happened to break into his life and tempted him, but he held it in his mouth like a pearl!"

"What do you think you know about us!? What do you know about me?" I punched the car body, the scar on my chest split open, and the pain was extremely severe, like a cocoon.The little guy trembled in his arms and curled up, which made me wake up suddenly.Why compete with this lunatic?He was so pitiful.

"Isn't it?" He looked at me desperately, "What have you done for him? Are you willing to die for him?"

I touched the little guy wrapped in the clothes and remained silent.He stared at my face, as if slowly seeing through something, his face showed a kind of surprise and despair, like a defeated beast.

But immediately, he laughed again: "So that's the case. You exchanged your life for his life." His voice lowered, as if muttering to himself, and finally he burst into tears, "Soon, very soon Hurry... he doesn't need me anymore. The blood contract is meaningless. He lives because of you."

"That's right." I bent down and replied in a deep voice, "He will live a peaceful life, not because of the blood contract, not because of Medusa, but because I love him deeply."

I am not a poisonous insect, but a moth that went to the flames for him, but how could others understand.

He let out a low hiss, and when he raised his eyes, blood dripped from the corners of his eyes, trembling all over, he jumped up and slammed into the prison car.The chain as thick as a child's arm couldn't restrain him for a while, and the prison cart was overturned to the side, knocking down the torch standing next to it, and smashing it into the cart.

When I saw this, I rushed forward, but Assassius turned over and hugged the torch in his arms, curling up in a corner where I couldn't reach it.The flames spread all over his body with lightning speed, and I immediately shouted to put out the fire, looking for a nearby available water source, but the fire couldn't be extinguished no matter what.Everything was too late in an instant.

The figure that was quickly engulfed by the flames remained motionless, staring at me with one blood-stained pupil, with its mouth open, the mouth was scorched black, but still smiling: "I won't leave him to you, Ah Thien. "

"What did you say?" I grabbed the hot shackles, but felt no pain at all.

"Just wait, you'll find out soon."

He stretched out his hand towards the direction of the battlefield, but at this moment it was condensed into coke and shattered into powder.

As if being struck by a bolt of lightning, I grabbed a horse and rushed down the hillside. In the prairie fire, I saw Flaviz at a glance. He was leading a heavy cavalry to surround a war elephant. , forcing it to retreat to the white castle where the Roman Emperor Valerian was imprisoned.

There is no need to say who the person on the elephant is.

I grabbed the reins and ran straight to him. The thousands of horses and horses seemed to be nothing, just a passing cloud.

But at the next moment, a gust of wind blew up, blinding my eyes.I never know what happened in a split second.When he opened his eyes again, he saw a horse with no one on its back galloping against the wind, rushing in front of the war elephant, and was crushed under its feet in the blink of an eye.The horse has a white body and a red mane, and it belongs to Flaviz.

I felt a sharp pain like a needle prick in my heart. I raised my hand and stabbed the horse's back. I rushed into the siege all the way. Among the chaotic swords, lights and swords, a half-body blood-stained figure seemed to be kneeling in the storm, and his spine was already unbearable. burden.A few arrows were embedded in his body, but they seemed to pierce straight into my lungs.

"Flavitz!" I yelled through gritted teeth, walked around him, reached out to fish him onto the horse, and rushed into the castle, with the sound of pursuit following closely behind.In the chaos, he suddenly pressed me under him, wrapping his arms around me firmly.When I realized the reason why he did this, the sound of Liu Ya breaking the wind followed like lightning.

The sound of flesh being torn rang from my ears, and the sharp arrow pierced into my back. It was not deep, but the pain pierced my heart, reaching the bone marrow at the bottom of my heart.I know the arrow pierced his body.

I opened my mouth and wanted to call his name, but only a hoarse whisper came out of my throat.The sky is spinning, and the white city wall exudes a faint light mist in the night, as beautiful as a god's domain.The sounds of fighting behind him were blurred in my ears, only the sound of his breathing was clear.

"Fate has linked us together, my little Cupid." The laughter in the ear was very light, so light and ethereal. "

There was a sudden silence all around.The scenes I experienced with him flashed through my mind like a revolving lantern, his hand gradually loosened, and his body slid down, I almost couldn't catch it.I subconsciously hugged the little guy in my arms, tied him to the saddle, clamped the horse's belly hard, and let go of my hands.

The arrow embedded into my flesh and blood with his weight, and we seemed to fall from the top of a dome to the ground, tightly connected as one.

I turned my head back with difficulty, and met his eyes, the world was reduced to nothingness in an instant.

Chapter 123 [CXXIII]

"Athione."

In the darkness, I heard a familiar voice calling, so I walked in that direction.In the vast night, a ray of light appeared in front of him, and there stood a graceful and slender figure.Flaviz stood leaning on the piano, his hair was like golden silk in the hazy twilight, flowing onto the white robe.

Surrounded by luxuriant foliage, flowers in full bloom, and gurgling water.

I walked through the darkness cautiously, walked towards him, walked in front of him, and couldn't help reaching out and plucking the strings.My hands are small and short, like a child.Flaviz took my hand in his palm and pulled me into his arms.As soon as he raised his eyes, the world darkened. His brows and eyes were coquettish, but his eyes were gentle but unchanged.

The fire will rise from beneath our feet and fuse us together.

No one can ever separate us again.

The flames in front of me were so dazzling that I had to close my eyes, and when I opened them again, what I saw was a ray of sunlight shining on the exquisite canopy of the flower table, shining brightly.

There was no fire, and there was no Flavius. I was lying on a bed surrounded by familiar furnishings. On the balcony not far away was a picture frame covered with silk.

Here is the tower that imprisoned my father.

I sat up, breaking out in a cold sweat.As soon as I moved, the wound on my back felt a dull pain. I took off the silk on my body and ran for a long distance, only to find that my body was covered with a thick layer of bandages.I did not die, but returned to the Persian palace.I got out of bed and pushed the gold-paneled double doors, and they didn't budge.To be precise, I was captured.The place that imprisoned my father has also become my prison.

So what about Flaviets?

Where's the little guy?

When I went to the window, I found that the window, too, had been nailed to it with a rough wooden rail, evidently to prevent me from climbing out.Heart instantly fell to the bottom.And my hands and feet were so weak that I didn't have the strength to escape from here at all.I stayed in the room for a whole day. At night, there was a faint sound of footsteps outside the door. I lay on the bed, held my breath, pretended not to wake up, and squinted to see who came in.

An old eunuch, followed by a team of guards.

"Since His Majesty is awake, follow me to meet His Majesty the King. He has been waiting for you to wake up." A strange voice rang in my ears.I knew it was inevitable, and when I opened my eyes, I found that he presented a gorgeous robe, the style was very classic and elegant, and I knew without thinking that it was worn by my father.

Even if I don't want it in every way, I know that this is the only chance to get out from here and meet Flaviz.I hurriedly put on, was chained, and followed them out of the palace.When I walked down the stairs, I subconsciously looked up at the light tower. Is my father's soul still imprisoned there?

The nave was dimly lit, filled with sloppy music, and a small palace banquet was being held, surrounded by several favored courtiers and nobles.A group of dancers danced Egyptian dances, swaying and swaying, the most eye-catching one of them was a young man with an enchanting figure.It's Arshak.

Seeing me coming, he showed a very strange look, which seemed a little sad, but not for himself.

Naturally, I didn't find Flaviz here, and my heart was empty.

"Your Majesty, Prince Ah Suin has arrived."

The surroundings suddenly became silent, and I froze on the spot, never thinking that I would still be called a prince, which is really a great irony.I was escorted in, dragging heavy shackles and kneeling on the colorful malachite floor, feeling a little dizzy.I numbly listened to the king's voice asking for guilt, and made a gesture of obedience and fear.

At last I heard the king's understanding—on the surface, I was his son after all.

I was punished to lose this false princehood, lose my right of inheritance, and be imprisoned in a minaret to chant scriptures until I die of old age, unless he reveals something to me.

It's almost conceivable, he wants me to continue my father's fate, so that he can have a spiritual sustenance.

I was hesitant to ask about Flaviz's whereabouts when there was a sound of footsteps behind me.

"Come in, Errol, I heard that you can play the harp, and now there is a shortage of a musician here!" It was the favored eunuch Laius who spoke, and he pointed to the harp in the corner arrogantly. harp.A ghostly figure walked past me and bowed deeply.

His hair was wrapped in a turban, he was dressed in the style of a squire, and he staggered a little.

But I could still recognize who it was at a glance, and my mind buzzed.

Seeing him knelt down to play the piano, I couldn't help but dig my fingers deeply into the flesh, thinking of the statue cast in the castle of Shushtar, where the Roman emperor Valerian leaned on Toshapur I and mounted his horse.How could Flaviz bear this humiliation?I stared at him, but he lowered his eyebrows and played the piano as if he didn't see me.His face was pale, his expression was sluggish, and he didn't show any heroic appearance on the battlefield.

I stared at him with a deep sense of dread in my heart.

After the banquet, everyone was dismissed, but I was left behind. Besides, there were only a few eunuchs standing quietly, and Flaviz—his clothes were the same as theirs.If I didn't know him, I'd think he was one of them.Seeing me staring at Flaviz, Laius covered his mouth and gave a weird smile.

"Ah Thien, I have to say, you really let me down. You are such a loyal child, you will become a traitor." There was a sigh from the throne, and Shapur leaned down and raised my chin with his hand.

I stood up immediately, but the guards held my hands and feet, and the chains almost strangled my arms.

Glancing at Flaviz's standing figure, I didn't refute. I bit my lips tightly and made a submissive and frightened look: "I sincerely repent to you, to the God of Light, please forgive my mistakes."

He waved his hand and ordered the guards to let me go, but he didn't allow me to get up.He looked down at me condescendingly, the chain on the brim of his hat danced on his cheeks, like a group of flying poisonous insects, those black eyes, which once made me feel majestic, are now like a rotten deep well full of mud, to devour me.

"It's okay, my child. Who told you that you are the son of my favorite brother." His hand brushed my face, and the sunstone ring that I had kissed devoutly several times brushed my lips, I had the urge to gag.

Suppressing the nausea, I lowered my head and held his hand, kissing him pretending to be trembling.

In doing so, I couldn't help but glance at Flaviets.His face was hidden in the shadows, and his expression was obscure.

"You really look like my brother when he was young, even though you have a sharper outline than him..."

The hand next to my lips slid to my neck, stroking my Adam's apple, and then fell to my shoulder, grasping it hard.I kept my head down until he allowed me to stand up and sit on the soft chair by the throne.That was where Laius usually sat.He ordered me to drink with him and didn't let me go until late at night.

When I walked out of the palace, my feet were already weak and my eyes couldn't tell the direction.Far away, Flaviz followed a group of eunuchs and left without even looking at me. I wanted to catch up, but the guards blocked me and lost my chance.

"Stop chasing, that is no longer His Majesty Yuriyans." Arshak's voice sounded from behind, "You have been in a coma for three months, and everything has changed. The last time I entered the palace was three months ago , At that time, His Majesty Yuriyans had just been tortured and almost failed to survive. I really didn't expect that a king like him would make such a choice."

"Punishment? What kind of punishment?"

A word rushed into my mind suddenly, like a thunderbolt, and my brain went blank in an instant.

Arshak didn't answer me immediately, but whispered to my ear: "If you need my help, I can... poison you."

I shook my head, and walked a few steps in a daze, not knowing how I got back to that cage.The surroundings became quiet, and the drunken attack was severe, but it couldn't numb the heart-piercing pain in his chest at all.I lay down on the bed, digging my fingers deep into the quilt, tears silently rolled down from my eyes, scalding like blood.

I know that although Flaviz is alive, maybe there is only a shell left.

I recalled the worst years of my childhood, the bloodstained knives, the thrown pieces of meat, and the mutilated bodies of children my age.I was lucky to escape such a catastrophe. I can't imagine how Flaviz could bear this torture.This is a thousand times more terrifying than letting him die.

If possible, I would really like to replace him.

My mind was full of turmoil, my whole body was spinning, and I