Silent night.

Uninvited guests came in Dalik's dormitory.

He naturally looked up from the bed where he was lying, covered his body under the quilt, and wore complete noble clothes.

The aristocratic clothing is mostly characterized by complexity and diversity, and it cannot be worn in a short time. Obviously, Dalic had expected the visitor and pretended to be sleeping, waiting for his entry.

"His Majesty Bliss, breaking into the noble bedroom is not an elegant act." Dalic said to a corner of the darkness.

Bliss slowly walked out of the dark corner, revealing his face in the moonlight, with a slight curve on the corner of his mouth, but there was no joy in his expression.

"It is not something a noble would do when he calls himself the king. Just say politely, let's just stop there, I want to borrow something from you."

His words were simple, and although he didn't say them, what else could he borrow under such circumstances? It was undoubtedly Dalik's life.

The power and strength of Duke Dalik play a great role in the Kingdom of Rhodes Frankley. If he blatantly betrayed, it will have an impact on the entire Kingdom of Rhodes Frankley. This is what Blis does not want to see. The basis for satisfying his ambitions is the strength of the Kingdom.

Only by letting him quietly fade away in the name of death and slowly eliminating the influence of the Duke of Delic in the Kingdom can the losses be minimized.

This is also why Bliss came here.

"Are you just saying polite words?"

Dalik's voice was not tight or nervous at all, and he even felt like he was teasing Bliss, "If you borrow something, life can borrow something."

"The king's identity is always too restrictive. When taking away things belonging to the subjects, you must use some words to modify it. You should be grateful that your life has such value."

"What a sarcastic glory, is it a drink?"

Dalik took out the wine prepared in advance.

"It's great to be produced in Duke Ridge every ten years." Bliss sat down and said, "What do you want to say? But no matter what, your betrayal cannot be forgiven."

"Betrayal? I don't think so." Dalic shook his head, "I have never betrayed from beginning to end."

"Sure enough, are you a chess piece arranged by the Holy Empire in Rhodes Frankley?" Bliss nodded.

"So, you know it."

"I'm not a fool. Maybe I know more than I am, but no one dares to show it. The power of the Holy Empire is the premise of all this."

Bliss was not surprised by the information revealed by Dalik.

The bizarre and destructive country is behind it the shadow of the sacred empire.

If it is a coincidence once or twice, then countless coincidences are made of premeditation, all of which are under the control of the Holy Empire.

It was not that no king had discovered it for a long time, but that they all remained silent, or that they had agreed to the existence of this matter, and the reason was nothing more than the power of the Holy Empire.

Dalik drank the wine from the wooden table and suddenly mentioned it.

"I heard that alcohol can relieve the pain of death."

Blis was a little surprised. From this sentence, it was obvious that Dalik was ready for death.

This matter was obviously beyond his expectations.

"So, are you trying to say, are you ready for death?"

When Dalik spoke about the identity of the Holy Empire, Bliss gave up his plan to take his life. He did not have the ability to challenge the Holy Empire. This time he chose to come alone in the darkness, so he prevented this situation. If he came with great fanfare, it would be difficult to end.

"You know, every country has pawns of the Holy Empire, and they will start to rebel when they think there is an uneasy factor in the kingdom."

"This is the same strategy I have taken for the nobles in the capital." Bliss followed. The nobles who were threatening in the capital would be married to the "princesses" of the royal family, and they were his best eyeliners.

He was arrogant and admitted that the power of the Holy Empire was not tolerated in his intelligence planning.

While Dalik was silent, Bliss asked a question.

"I'm curious, why did you redeem Nickbin and do such meaningless things. Judging from your current actions, you should have known Nickbin is mine."

Such a rebellion is destined not to succeed, but Dalic still did it, and even exposed his identity.

This is a point that Bliss cannot see through.

Dalik did not answer his question, but said to himself.

"So, do you know another point? The high-ranking Holy Emperor obviously would not care about the changes in the small countries around him. However, one situation is special, that is, the moment when the chess piece is destroyed."

Bliss' eyes contracted.

Dalik was willing to sacrifice his life to attract the attention of the Holy Empire Emperor. Why is this approach?

In the unexplainable situation, there was still panic. If the Emperor of the Holy Empire really cast a sight to the Kingdom of Rhodes Frankley, how should he explain it then?

Obviously, there was no chance to give Bliss too much thought.

Blood spilled out of the corner of Dalic's mouth.

"It seems that the claim that alcohol can relieve pain is false, and the feeling of death is really bad."

After leaving a dramatic last words, Dalic thought about his child, Dapodara.

At this moment, he understood Nickbin's feelings, after all, there was no difference between what they did.

He is not a qualified father. In order to hide his identity as a chess piece in the Holy Empire, his actions always reveal too much hiding, and he also needs to distance himself from his son. Too much intimacy always reveals something inadvertently. Even though Dalik thinks he is a careful person, he does not relax his vigilance about it.

Although his family was divided from the Duke of Avalon.

But he could feel that Avalon's role in dealing with this Dark Empire was not entirely on the side of the Holy Empire.

When the two conflicted, Dalic chose the Great Emperor who was loyal to the Holy Empire and used his life to alert the emperor. All he had received was De Potala's life. He was stupid and could not have such a dangerous task, so Dalic gave his son his life, the only time and the last time in his life.

The first time Bliss was confused in his life was at this moment.

Even the moment he killed his relatives, he was not confused at this moment.

At least when he did those things, he understood what he had to bear and what he could get. However, whether it was Nickbin or Dalik, they all did things to dedicate their lives. Although he didn't understand what Dalik had done with his life at this moment, the reason for this purpose was still possible.
Chapter completed!