Invade the white dove

After waking up from his lethargy, Julius obviously felt that the contract between himself and Sotiria was stronger.Now, two people only need to look at each other simply once to know what the other is thinking.

So Sotiria already understood Julius' plan:

King Kyle likes the same kind, and he also likes people around him to have something in common with him. This can be seen from Kyle's strong interest in them after seeing "Sabol".

So what Julis needs to do now is to show his madness, arrogance, and moodiness while expressing his "noble yearning" for the king.

Since the people in the court called him the "Messenger of Death", what he brought could only be fear.And for those who have neglected themselves, the "Messenger of Death" will certainly not forgive easily.

But Julius would never punish an innocent boy for such an insignificant incident.

Therefore, Sotiria's current role is just enough to allow Julius to "be merciful" and forgive others with reason.

Being able to read each other's minds might not be such a bad thing.For the first time, Yulis felt that the contract between him and Sotiria was so practical.

"Before His Majesty comes back, you should kneel and reflect." He pretended to be dissatisfied and glared at Sotiria, compromised.

Hassan walked to the corner of the room on his knees and knelt quietly on the uncarpeted wooden planks.

"Damn it!" shouted Julius hoarsely. "Should I eat on a tray? Come here!"

He stomped on the cushions beside the bed.

That was the mat on which the boy knelt when he was chatting with Hassan yesterday.

It was only then that Hassan finally raised his head, took a quick glance at Julis, and then glanced at the "devil" behind him who was lazily propped up.

Hassan knelt on the cushion all day, which was not a punishment for him at all, it could even be regarded as a reward——

When he served King Kyle in the past, the king's feet would not have been covered with such thick cushions for him to rest under his knees.And he would get kicked by the king from time to time.

But today, not only was he not injured, but he was also ordered by the messenger of death to eat those "unappetizing foods": half a smoked fish, some mushy white bread fried with butter, and a few mouthfuls of spirits fermented with honey.

For Hassan, it was almost a holiday.

But as smart as he is, he can't guess what the messenger of death is planning: killing people without blinking an eye, but saving an innocent girl from the mouth of a beast; his personality is capricious, seemingly irritable, but he will not punish him for his mistakes he.

More importantly, he loves the king, but when the king wants to pamper him, he contradicts his majesty for his devil lover.

It has to be said that the messenger of death, like death itself, is an impenetrable mystery.

**

When the steeple of the Proclamation Tower in the southwestern corner of the kingdom rang the sixth bell, the setting sun receded below the horizon, and the blood moon, which belonged exclusively to the city of Stanislav at night, appeared. Surrounded by crowds, they walked back to the palace contentedly on the stone road paved with red shimmering light.

The quiet castle suddenly became noisy.

The heavy city gate was pushed open by the guards amid the creaking sound, and the guards in charge of messengers ran all the way to deliver the news of the king's return to the castle.

The steward of the palace who had been waiting for a long time hurriedly put on the red wig, gave an order, the chief groom yelled at his subordinates to bring back the royal horses pulling the cart, the head chef got into the back kitchen and urged the dinner to be served, the servants lit candles, and at the long wooden table in the dining room Fruits and tableware were placed on the table, and the servant boy who was left in the palace knelt in front of the main hall door, waiting for the king to show up, and wiped his hands and shoulders for him.

Julius rested in his bedroom all day, reading the book called "Old God's Testament" on the bookshelf, and occasionally discussing the strange gods described in the book with Sotiria.

In addition, this room is also like the palace during the day, so quiet that only the sound of breathing can be heard.

But at the same time as footsteps sounded in the corridor outside the door, Hassan, who had been kneeling on the cushion, said softly, "Your Majesty is back."

Julis immediately closed the pages of the book, stood up, pulled Hassan off the ground, and carried him to the door.

"Your Majesty is back!"

The servants I saw along the way were all muttering and repeating this sentence, with nervousness and fear on their faces, trotting through the palace.

When they saw Julis who was still limping and Hassan who was being held by him, although they also showed Nahan's hesitant expression, their steps were still in a hurry.

They walked so hastily, as if if they stopped, they would die immediately.

"Your Majesty doesn't like to wait. From the north main entrance of the castle, 'Styx', to the restaurant, there are a total of 130 or eight steps. The servants of the palace need to prepare everything within this period of time."

Hassan explained in a low voice, "There was once a servant who served the meal. He failed to pass the handkerchief in time when His Majesty stretched out his hand, so he was thrown into the Cave of Ten Thousand Snakes. All the people in the palace watched the execution. No one dares to be lazy anymore."

Imagining the desperate scene of being entangled by a poisonous snake, piercing his neck with fangs, and watching himself die, Yulis' fingertips felt cold.

But he heard the clear and clear voice of the young man coming from the long corridor with many footsteps, and knew that King Kyle was not far away, so he whispered "shut up" to Hassan.

The walls are built with red stones and the floor is paved with marble. Walking in such a corridor, there will always be an illusion of walking into the abyss of hell.

After finally coming to the end and turning left, Julius finally saw the door of the restaurant guarded by guards in the light of the candles hanging on the wall.

The king's footsteps were getting closer and closer. Julis walked to the door and stood still. The heavily armed guards looked at him curiously at first, but after seeing the high-ranking demon next to Julis, they immediately guessed that the red-haired As a teenager, he stood up straight in fright.

"Today's game was really exciting. I want to give him a nice name for the lion that hunted the most slaves!" Kyle's voice came, obviously still in a state of excitement.

"A beautiful and mighty lion with a thick mane and a loud roar. If it has four wings, it will be the symbol of the 'Conqueror' family!" Someone responded with a smile.

Accompanied by the brisk sound of the piano, "Stanley's Song" was sung, and just when Julis felt that the voice was familiar, the playing turned around, followed by lyrics that Julis had never heard before :

"The red-haired boy from hell, stepping on the flames of death, brought the blessing of the devil... Oh, hell messenger, death knight, can you buy me another glass of wine, let the bard sing you a song about roses and devils s story?"

Julius looked up.

Just happened to bump into the sly smile in the bard's gray-green eyes.

This was supposed to be a lively occasion where old acquaintances meet, but Julis immediately remembered the conversation he had with the bard on the first day he entered the city.

Poet, know that Sotiria is not a devil.