Chapter 47: Lost My Love Forever (recommended pk, please read it!)

On the way to the palace, the pain in Callista's heart gradually turned into anger.

Hecarim's palace guards have all been replaced by Hecarim's knights of the Iron Order who only obey his orders.

They knew Kalista, and when Kalista revealed that she was the heir to the Silver Throne, the Lion of Camavia, and that the entire palace was her home, the knights still refused to let her go.

"We only obey the orders of Grandmaster Hecarim, who forbids anyone from passing."

This is the only thing a knight of the highest rank can say.

Seeing Kalista's anger surge, the 12 soldiers who followed her and the knights of the Iron Order were at war with each other.

If Nekrit, who was following him, hadn't persuaded the knight to let Kalista go because she was Hecarim's fiancée, the palace of Black Gayari would have been stained with blood.

Of course, except for Kalista and Nekrit, the knights still refused to accompany the common soldiers.

Suppressing the anger in her heart, Kalista had no choice but to temporarily dismiss her subordinates and continue moving forward with Nekrit.

While arriving at the palace and meeting Foego and Isulde, Nekrit explained to Callista the reason why all this happened.

King Foego blatantly flouted the law, which led to domestic unrest and rebellions on the border. However, Foego was alone in the grief of losing Isolde and ignored the government affairs.

Various regions either fell into rebellion or became independent. Even several knights who had sworn allegiance to the Black Gayari royal family betrayed their faith and turned against them.

At this time, in addition to the common soldiers still holding on to Alovedra, the strongest Iron Regiment, led by Hecarim, led their troops eastward to plunder the lands along the Kingdom of Kamavia.

Allied countries.

Crazy, simply crazy...

After listening to the counselor talk about everything that happened in Kamavia after she left, and the impact of the current situation, Kalista, who became a little confused, only had this idea left.

It wasn't until the two arrived at the castle's tower chamber that Callista returned to her senses.

Leftovers, chamber pots and toilets were randomly placed in the corridors and aisles without anyone cleaning them. The carpets were covered in mud, tables and chairs were scattered, and vases were broken into pieces. Some of them were even cut open with sharp tools.

However, in addition to the stench, there is also a faint smell of death and decay in the air. Kalista, who has been fighting on the battlefield for many years, is all too familiar with this.

The source of the smell is Foego and Isolde's dormitory.

"Foego has dismissed his servants...the ones who have a lot of luck." Nekrit explained in a low voice, "I advise you to be careful. He has been a bit...willful recently, and I dare not make any further comments."

As soon as Nekrit finished speaking, as if he heard the movement outside, Foego immediately rushed out of the hidden room.

His feet were bare, and he only wore close-fitting black pants. His entire upper body was covered only with a warm nightgown. The long hem of his clothes dragged on the dirty ground, which matched his messy hair, thick dark circles under his eyes, and his thin body.

proportionate.

At this time, Foyego does not show any of the kingly demeanor he had when Mu Qing ascended the throne two years ago. Instead, he is more like a frustrated man who has lost his soul and only holds a glimmer of light.

If the light in his hand is extinguished, he will fall into the abyss and be completely swallowed by endless nothingness.

"Carly!"

When he saw Callista, Foego's face immediately showed surprise, and he rushed over and hugged her tightly, crying with joy.

"I know, I know... you will definitely come back to bring hope to me and Isulde! In such a huge palace, you are one of the few people I can trust!"

Kalista felt so sad that her lower lip almost drew blood from biting it.

When she noticed the figure who had also walked out of the room and was standing in front of the bedroom door, with a huge reminder just enough to block the door frame, her sad mood eased slightly.

Ledros...

Recalling Josh's words, combined with Kamavia's current situation, Kalista was completely disappointed in Hecarim, and another feeling suddenly emerged.

Time seemed to have returned to the night before going to sea. Ledros secretly bypassed the palace guards and came to his room, trying to entrust the exquisite necklace to himself to express his feelings.

Even though Kalista was about to marry Hecarim at that time, Ledros was willing to become the green leaves that set off the flowers, and the knight beside the princess, silently guarding her.

Ledros's appearance was not considered handsome, nor did he understand etiquette. He was far inferior to Hecarim, who appeared to be gentle, handsome and unrestrained.

He is just an ordinary bald and strong man from the common people. He is as tall as a little giant and no one can match him.

However, it was such a brave warrior who had fought side by side with Kalista for many years and had an outspoken personality, who could just break Kalista's heart.

Kalista couldn't help but recall the novel she secretly read when she was a child. The princess refused a political marriage and ran away with her knight instead, giving up her royal status but gaining a bright future...

If I had promised him then...

Callista, who was addicted to fantasy, didn't even hear Foego's eager inquiry: "Carly, have you found Blessed Island?"

Seeing the nervous look in Ledros' eyes, Kalista broke her fantasy and returned to the cruel reality.

She hesitated for a moment, "Can I check on Isolde first? Is she okay?"

"Of course, of course! She's resting, she's making it! I'm not giving up, none of us are giving up!"

A fanatical smile appeared on Foego's face, and his hands like a vise tightly restrained Callista's wrist, grabbing her until it turned red.

"Come with me quickly!"

Ledros made way for the two of them, and when they entered the dormitory, he and Nekrit followed closely behind.

The first second she stepped into the bedroom, the stench of corpses hit her face, and Callista's brows furrowed even tighter.

Even though the room was filled with incense, it couldn't suppress the smell of death.

Callista looked at the big bed covered by translucent curtains, and could barely see Isulde lying there quietly.

Foego lifted the curtain, sat on the edge of the bed, leaned down, and kissed Isulde gently on the forehead.

He picked up the Holy Lord of Michael placed on the bedside table, poured out the magic-blessed water from it, and tried to pour it from Isulde's mouth.

However, Isulde, who had a sallow complexion and withered skin, had been dead for a long time.

All the magic water in the Holy Grail flowed from his stiff mouth, soaking the skirt of his clothes and the mattress.

However, Foego enjoyed it until the water in the Holy Grail was exhausted, then he raised his head and told Ledros: "Go, Ledros, get some more water for me!"

Giving Callista a worried look, Ledros left the bedroom.

Foego stood up and stood in front of Callista, "Carly, Isulde is still waiting for your good news."

"I..." Callista finished speaking, a tear slipped from the corner of her eye, and her face was full of pain, "I'm sorry, Foego."

"Why are you apologizing?" As if he really didn't understand what Callista wanted to express, Foego put his hands on her shoulders, "You must have found Blessed Light Island, right?!"

"No, Foego." Callista took a breath, "I... didn't find Blessed Light Island."

Her answer was like a bolt from the blue, Foego's face turned ashen, and the hands pressing on Callista's shoulders became harder and harder, like a vise being tightened.

Kalista's eyebrows were tangled, and her face showed pain, "You scratched me..."

"No, no no no...impossible!"

Foego refused to accept reality.

"You are lying to me, you are lying to me, right?! I understand, I understand, you must want to surprise me alone, right? Hahaha, Carly, you are so interesting, you have always been so..."

Kalista looked back at Nekrit, who lowered his head, wanting to ask for help from him.

But this rickety counselor, the strongest court mage in Kamavia, pretended to be unaware and completely ignored Callista's look for help.

"Foyego, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..."

Tears fell, Kalista almost burst into tears and said: "Isulde is dead and Foego is dead. It's time for you to see the reality clearly. The deceased is gone, and Kamavia still needs you..."

"It's ridiculous! As the niece of my king, you slander your aunt and the queen of Kamavia like this!"

Almost instantly, the pain on Foego's face turned into dark rage, and he pushed Callista away fiercely.

Kalista's center of gravity was unstable, and her thigh hit the edge of the desk behind her, causing a bruise to appear immediately.

Callista almost cried in a pleading tone: "Please, Foego, uncle, you can't do this, you should let go..."

"Shut up! You vicious woman!"

Foego just made a gesture, and the invisible energy instantly clamped Callista's neck and lifted her from the ground.

"You are just like those damn ministers and attendants who want to take her away from me. You can't succeed, never!"

Kalista's face turned red as her neck was strangled by magic, and she was almost suffocating.

At this moment, Nekrit on the side suggested: "Your Majesty, maybe Kalista found Blessed Island and refused to tell you. We can take her to the dungeon first and then interrogate her slowly."

Foego stared at Callista, who had almost lost her resistance, and threw his hand casually. Callista, who almost died of suffocation, was thrown heavily to the door, gasping for breath and coughing violently as if she had been reborn.

"Someone, take Kalista to the dungeon for me!"

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