"

"Everyone died because of you, because of your jealousy, your suspicion of your father, and your escape from your own incompetence. Everything is over. Now, you want to continue to be arrogant. It is really a joke. Even if this country is destroyed

The souls of these tens of thousands of soldiers who sacrificed their lives for the country are all mine. I am the master of this place and the king of a country!"

"The prince breaks the law and is as guilty as the common people. Now, I want you to be buried with Raven's death!"

After the king finished saying these words, he seemed to have become much older, but the overwhelming hatred was no longer in his eyes. The king lowered his head and looked at the soul of his beloved daughter that turned into light spots and gradually dissipated in his arms, turbid.

His eyes are full of deep love.

"I'm sorry, my little Raven, for making you worry too much about your father. For hundreds of years, I have been obsessed with the past and found it difficult to let go. When I really let go, I found that you had left me.

....”

"I really want to go back to the beginning, every peaceful and warm time... and love you well and truly again."

When he learned that the throne was always his own prince, his eyes widened in disbelief. However, now the country and family were gone, and his power and status had also gone with the wind. He had no regret medicine, and everything could not be restored.

"Buried with me...buried with me...buried with me!"

The puppet soldiers repeated the king's orders mechanically, raised the purple weapons in their hands, and slowly gathered around the frightened prince sitting on the ground...

"Help! Help me, help me! I don't want to lose my soul, I don't want to be buried with you!! Help me"

The prince's desperate cry was gradually drowned out by the shouts of the puppet soldiers.

No one is willing to lend a helping hand anymore.
Chapter completed!