Heartbreaker

I find it a little funny.When everyone pushes a waste into the abyss together, don't they think that one day, this waste will turn into a devil to seek revenge?Maybe they never thought about it, who can expect a waste to "make a difference".After all, you are too weak, Lemon Sol.Trash does not deserve respect, trash does not deserve love and care, not even hate.Those who can save you will only think about saving other more valuable people, while those who cannot save you will only think about themselves.

That's what I've longed for the redemption of others—"die," they tell me.At that time, I naively thought that I was nothing, that someone could save me from the fire and water.In fact, a trash is nothing but a scapegoat.

A remark by Richard the Bald did a good job of arousing my evil intentions.I rested my chin on the throne and smiled, "So, you didn't hand in the letter because you were afraid that I would doubt you?"

Richard nodded like an idiot, and then added in a panic, "No, I'm mainly afraid of disturbing your coronation ceremony!"

I looked at Nugent, the curvy-nosed bastard.Seeing his cold face that seemed to dismiss me, I so fucking wanted to chop him into mincemeat.Nugent Black, what are you.I rambled, "Do you know whose letter of persuasion is in my hand, Nugent?"

I narrowed my eyes when I saw the bastard with a bent nose, and was about to give him a bad blow, but I didn't expect an episode to lie ahead.Fallows knelt down on one knee at me and said loudly, "Your Majesty! Please don't blame Your Excellency Nugent. When he handed over the letter to me, he originally wanted to tell you the truth! I can I swear by the sword in my hand, he has no heart for you or the Wanjiang Empire!"

I stared at Fallows and sneered, "Stand aside for me. Whether he has two minds or not is up to me." As I spoke, I tapped the ground with my cane leisurely, and said, "Nugent Black, Instead of handing the letter to the king, you hand it to the Silver Scale Knight who holds the military power, what is your intention?"

Nugent's face was like an overripe rotten date, his eagle eyes and eagle nose were as sharp as hooks, full of indifference.He said, "At this point, it doesn't help the matter anyway. Let me tell you the truth, Your Majesty. We don't have any intention to sow discord. The only concern is that you may make use of the problem to make the whole council fall into injustice."

He sneered, "But I forgot, as long as you don't like us and want to make use of it, everything is an excuse."

"Oh, I think it's kind enough for the king to tolerate the life of a minister like you." Chichikov said slowly, "Are you doing the right thing by saying that His Majesty the King is making use of it? Do not trust His Majesty."

"Based on what His Majesty did back then, no one can immediately believe that he will change from a mischievous villainous prince to a benevolent king who works hard to govern. But I have been advising myself, believe in Your Majesty, believe that he will bring the old country Hope!" Nugent suddenly raised his voice, his eyes seemed to be poisoned, "But how did His Majesty do it? Let the people be squeezed and exploited, knowing the root of the disaster, but ignoring it, and only coming out to appease the situation when it happened. ; Disguise, cover up the undead, deceive me, and put me under the charge of eternal redemption!"

With a smile on my face, I patiently listened to his complaints. It took me a long time to realize that the knuckles of my fingers were deformed, and the blunt pain hit my head.I'd love to rip that guy's mouth out and grind every tooth into powder, but that's too cheap, crooked-nosed bastard.

Nugent's face was livid, and when he mentioned the point of anger, he suddenly pointed the finger at Chichikov, "And you, an old man of unknown origin, kept saying that he could see the 'past', under the pretense of providing information, with sweet words Confusing the king, who can know your true thoughts?!"

"Hey hey hey." Chichikov sneered, "confusing the king... is really a big hat. Your Majesty the king, according to His Majesty Nugent Black, I still need something for an old man of unknown origin like me. Say a few words. What if the king in the future loses his head because of the old man's rhetoric? I don't take the responsibility."

Fallows glanced at the old man dissatisfiedly, "You are indeed suspicious."

Chichikov snorted coldly, turned around and tapped the pipe, and simply ignored it.That's the way the old man is.Whoever believes in him, he will be able to beautifully complete all the things he explained.And whoever showed the slightest distrust to him, he would quit.Anyway, he is capable, and he never makes bad deals.

I laughed, I couldn't make any other expression except "laugh" in this messy situation, "Chichikov, they suspect you."

Chichikov sneered and shook his head, "There are always a lot of fools in the world."

I said loudly, "Bring up what you found in Nugent Black's room!"

An attendant came forward with a cloth bag carefully in his hand, and with my approval, spread it out in front of everyone——

A legal code of the doomed empire suddenly appeared.

"This is the law code." I laughed until my left leg trembled. "Blake, what Chichikov found in your room earlier—the law code of the Twilight Empire? It's so strange. In the room of the Minister of Justice of the Wanjiang Empire, How can there be a law code of the Twilight Empire?"

When Nugent saw the law code of the twilight empire, his eyes were stunned at first, and then he became indifferent to everything.He said coldly, "It is my habit and duty to study the codes of various countries."

His natural expression made me furious, "But that is the law code of the late empire!" I turned my head and said to the old man, "Chichikov, why don't you analyze the real psychology of Minister of Justice Nugent?"

Chichikov said angrily, "Hey, I am an old man of unknown origin, how dare I confuse His Majesty the King?"

This ghostly old thing is a slow learner.

Nugent said indifferently, "You're making excuses, and what I say doesn't make any sense."

"Nugent Black. Since you know that the king likes to make excuses." I leaned forward, clasped my hands on my knees, tried to calm my emotions, and said with a smile, "Then I will really play."

I called a few guards to come forward, put the two swords in front of them, and said, "This is the last chance I give you. I will let you chop off your left hand with your own hands—those who have successfully completed it, I will Appreciate your loyalty."

****

The two swords were placed in front of them, and the two ministers were silent for a while. Nugent felt that there was no need to speak, and Richard was too shocked to speak.Fallows looked like he was trying to defend himself, but the fool-head finally realized that his words would only make the situation worse.

I leaned on the back of the cold chair, closed my eyes that hadn't rested much for three or four days, and said, "Okay, who will come first?"

Richard said tremblingly, "Your Majesty, this is really..."

"Do you think it's heavy?" I grinned. "I didn't give Ellison any chance to beg for mercy. I just put a sling around his neck. If you think that's good, I can consider it."

This bald bastard looked as if he was about to cry. There was nothing wrong with a person who was afraid of life, but it was contemptible for a guy who was afraid of death.I looked at him like I was watching a monkey rolling in the mud, and said softly, "Richard, when you confessed everything to me earlier, you were very straightforward and sincere, and I appreciated it. How? This is the last test I will give you Is it true that your sincerity to me before was all false?"

"Your Majesty..." The son of a bitch knelt down on the ground, held a sharp cold sword, swiped at his wrist, and screamed without even rubbing the skin off, just like his stupid girl.

Such a pig would probably annoy the butcher to death.

On the other side, after a long silence, Nugent also picked up the sword.I guess he was usually the only one who stabbed people with sharp objects, and he was very familiar with stabbing movements at that time.I don't want to say much about the bastard with the bent nose, I just stare at him sullenly to see how he reacts.

"Your Majesty, this sword..." He tested the blade with his hand and said indifferently, "Is it still sharp?"

I raised one corner of my mouth, "This is just a test, how could I make my subjects suffer with a blunt sword?"

He nodded and bowed to me, "Okay."

After speaking, in the blink of an eye, Nugent chopped off his hand with that sharp sword!He moved so fast that everyone could only see a bloody hand that fell to the ground.Blood gurgled from his severed wrist, I stared at his pale face without blinking, and heard Fallows' anxious cry, "Your Majesty, he will bleed to death!"

I waved my hand and asked the imperial doctor who had been waiting in the palace to come forward, "Tie him up and be sure to stay awake, the matter is not over yet."

Several people hurriedly surrounded Nugent and bandaged him to stop the bleeding, while Richard on the side was dumbfounded.He looked at the severed hand on the carpet in astonishment, and then at his round tender hand, suddenly felt sad, and burst into tears.

"I can't...I can't do it..." The foreign minister lay on the ground and almost rolled, he howled with tears streaming down his face, "Your Majesty, although I am loyal, I cannot cut Throw my own hand! If you don't believe me, then please kill me immediately!"

I snorted and wanted to rub the gold ring, but found that my finger was already empty.When the scene calmed down, the bald Richard stopped crying, sucked his red nose, and waited for my sentence with ashen face.Nugent's bare, severed wrist was covered with bandages, his head was sweating, his shoulders were shaking, his black robe was spattered with blood, but his back was straight.

"Okay, now I announce." I sat up straight, looked calm, and smiled slightly, "Take Nugent Black down and wait for disposal. Richard Oletin, you can go back."

****

Fallows looked at me like he was looking at a tyrannical king.

Nugent looked up, glanced at me and down, sneered with a shudder of shoulders.With snot and tears running down his face, Richard looked at me in disbelief, feeling dazed, as if in a dream.

I smiled and looked at the guards on both sides, "Why, don't you understand my order? Take him down."

"Your Majesty!" The idiot jumped up completely.He stood in front of Nugent with a red face, knelt down on one knee towards me, his icy blue eyes were as cold as steel, "Your Majesty, as the Knight Commander of the Winterthorn Legion, your Silver Scale Knight, I have objection."

I closed my eyes and felt a very loud buzzing in my ears.Damn it, Fallows, you're an idiot.

"You don't need to tell Your Majesty any more, Knight Commander." Nugent said hoarsely, "It will only drag you down."

Fallows sternly said, "What are you talking about, Mr. Black! Everything must be supported by reason, I just want to know the reason why His Majesty did this!" He turned his head and looked at me, suppressing the indignation of injustice, " You said it! Cutting off the other hand with your own hand is a proof of loyalty and sincerity! Now that His Excellency Black has done it truthfully, without any hesitation, why do you still have to deal with him?!"

"So you are a fool." I sneered, raised my legs, and said in a rambling voice, "This kind of test has never been a positive test."

Fallows stood in front of the crooked bastard coldly, "What do you mean?"

"Do you think 'obedience to orders' is complete loyalty? In my opinion, that doesn't count." I said coldly, "If I were a kingslayer, I would choose an undercover agent, and I would never choose one. A coward who could be exposed at any time. In other words, the more loyal a person looks, the harder it is for others to find out. Nugent Black did not hesitate when he chopped off his own palm. A person who is so cruel to himself A person with a heart like a tiger and a leopard, and a heart like iron, is my confidant's serious trouble!"

"Also..." I said with a regretful smile, "You have a history of concealing letters and going your own way, completely ignoring me as a king. You are dissatisfied with my rule, and now you use this severed palm to provoke me? New Jin Te, you really chopped off your hand, how can I guarantee that you will not hate me in the future? Cutting grass requires rooting out, and you are now the root of the grass that is deeply rooted in the soil..."

I gritted my teeth and said viciously, "The more ruthless you are, the more I don't believe you."

Fallows' eyes widened in astonishment, apparently understanding that my thinking made his brain explode.He clenched his fists and argued for the indifferent Nugent, "But he is listening to you, Your Majesty! He is obeying your orders, even if that order puts his life in danger! Isn't that what a righteous man does? ?”

"What a righteous man does? Sorry, I don't think so." I sneered, "The real act of righteousness must be based on respect and obedience to the monarch. When he obeyed the order to chop off his hands, he only had grief, not indifference. Righteous man? He doesn't even look down on his own king, what kind of righteous man? Nugent Black, since you are sincere, let me ask you, do you really recognize me as a king from the bottom of your heart?"

"Yes, I am sincere." Nugent took a deep breath.He propped up his weak body, and finally opened his dark eyebrows calmly, "I don't think you are a wise king, your so-called 'compassion' and 'justice' are tools for ruling, not Your nature. As a subject, I failed to persuade my Majesty, this is my fault... But now, I don't think it is my turn to take this responsibility."

He stood up tremblingly, his face white as paper.He stared at me like the tip of a collapsing iceberg, but wavering to no avail. "My only regret is that I couldn't use this sword to personally kill your undead! Your protection of the undead chills me. I can boldly assert that if one day, this undead destroys Vulture City, it will definitely be It's your order! Maybe I shouldn't put all the blame on the head of the undead, the 'master' who bred such an evil alien race is the most evil executioner!"

He was so right, so right, frank and accurate!I laughed out loud, "Really?! But I think you should regret that my undead is more like a person than a person! And you, who hate the undead with all your heart—"

I walked down the steps and stood not far from Nugent Black, looked at him with pity and said, "I'm more like a dead than a dead."

It's time for everything to end. It's already counting down.

I snapped my fingers and said to the guard, "Take Nugent Black to me, don't worry about this knight commander, he can kneel as long as he likes. After taking Nugent to the prison, strip off all his the clothes, and nails were inserted into his flesh, arranged in the shape of a six-pointed star, and then hot slurry was slowly, slowly dripped down every inch of his skin from his head..."

Nugent sneered, "This was my punishment for that undead, and now you want to use it on me?"

"Yes." I grinned, "This punishment is simply too suitable for you."

I've made up my mind, and Fallows the fool is trying to make one last effort.As King Lymon's Silver Kirin Knight, he really doesn't understand anything, and he doesn't make any progress. He will always be the fool when he first met.I casually picked my ears and heard him say, "Your Majesty, no matter how you want to deal with Lord Black, using the method of dealing with the undead is undoubtedly an insult to his dignity, please..."

"Insult?!" I stared at him with wide eyes. "Why didn't you say a word when Nugent Black insulted other prisoners, Knight Commander?!"

Fallows was at a loss for words, and Nugent said in a deep voice, "Thank you very much, Knight Commander. But I have already seen through it. If you want to help me, can you walk a few steps away and let me say some last words to the king alone?"

I said coldly, "Yes, knight, get out of the way for your Majesty!" Fallows lowered his head sadly, he looked at us, and stepped back a few steps away in frustration.

"I gave you plenty of opportunities." I smiled lightly, "Now, if you want to say something, just say it, Black."

The hook-nosed minister of justice suddenly took up the sword on the ground!Everyone in the palace turned pale with shock, almost wanting to step forward, especially Fallows.The panic and worry in his eyes, which is only for me, is quite useful. I shouted, "Nobody move!"

I stroked the handle of the bone knife, and smiled more genuinely, "Speak, Blake."

"Okay." He nodded dully, "I only have the last four sentences."

So, under my smiling gaze, he finally raised his cold and stern sword, and shouted to the sky with his eyes tearing apart——

"I can't persuade the king, I'm wrong! I can't eliminate the sorrow, I'm wrong! I can't save the people, I'm wrong!"

He shouted loudly, his eyes were red, and his voice was shaking, "I can't adapt to this declining world, I'm damned!"

After finishing speaking, he roared, wiped the sharp blade across his throat, and splashed hot blood on my face!Richard's terrified scream, Fallows' astonished roar, and Chichikov's triumphant sneer were like an intertwined chain, entangled round and round, trapping me firmly in place.I saw blood dripping on the old carpet, Nugent Black's eyes wide open, the corpse stiffening, losing what little human life it had left.When he was dying, he still held the sword tightly in his hand.

And I, amidst the chaotic noise of the crowd, looked up at the silent beams and the chandelier candles that looked like tears, and for a long time, let out a weak laugh.

it is finally over.