Nicolai looked at Monty blankly, as if he were meeting him for the first time, and subconsciously said:

"No."

"That's impossible, Monty."

He frowned and said, "You are... lying."

Monty glanced at him, chuckled disdainfully and shook his head.

"What's impossible?"

The Dead Crow sat on his back, unable to distinguish his emotions: "Is it the gentle and weak Adele, who is impossible to have an affair with others? Or is it the honest and lowly Michael, who is impossible to seduce his mistress?"

With every word he said, Monty's eyebrows furrowed.

Listening to the other party's words, the meteorite man seemed to have forgotten the pain in his shoulder. He took a deep breath and recalled the past carefully, comparing the parts that did not match his memory.

"But this is the fact that damn bastard, Byrne Michael," the Death Crow said through gritted teeth: "That man is taciturn, simple-minded, and rigid in his actions. He only follows Suriel all day long and says, '

It's a country soldier."

"Can you imagine? Him? And Adele?"

At this point, Monty spit out a mouthful of blood and sneered.

But his eyes were filled with unspeakable pain, like a desperate warrior.

"So, Suriel owns her body, and Michael owns her heart," Monty's smile slowly turned sarcastic:

"And the only thing I can touch is her death."

But the Fallen Starman still looked at him in disbelief.

"Impossible," Nikolai suppressed the anger in his chest and retorted firmly: "Prince Suriel...it is impossible for him to give such an order. He has already agreed to let Michael and the others go."

Listening to Nicolai's words, Monty sneered indifferently: "Do you believe it? Suril is going to let them go?"

The meteorite froze slightly.

Monty's expression changed and he said coldly: "It's Suril who lied. It was just to create opportunities for me in the dark to deal with them both without leaving any trace."

Nicolai's expression changed rapidly between doubt and confusion.

"No," he gritted his teeth and raised his head, denying again: "We all know him... Suril, he is a good soldier. He has trained with us, killed enemies, drank wine, and had fun together.

Laugh, he gathered people to fight, and he even dragged us to the countryside to support Byrne's wedding. He's not that kind of person! If he wants to solve the problem, then at least...at least he won't let you assassinate..."

But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the gnashing of teeth and curses from the Death Horn Crow:

"You know shit!"

"Many people have given him such evaluations like you, including that damn Michael." Monty's face showed disgust and fear at the same time: "But for countless years, I have been working for Prince Suril.

Serve, run in the dark for him.”

"No one knows him better than me. Only the eyes of black crows can better see the truth under the moonlight."

"Suriel Walton, who was taught and raised by the cunning Risban and the undefeated Kaslan, is like the younger King of Nun: the same majesty, the same informality, only cold and decisive

, but better than his father."

Monty looked at Nicolai solemnly: "The most important thing is that Suril is far-reaching and ambitious. Every step he takes is for power and benefit."

Every time the other party said something, the meteorite's pupils focused a little.

"The gentle and graceful Princess Adele, our prince has never cared about her," Monty's voice continued coldly, making Nicolai shudder, as if it contained the winter snow that had not fallen for decades:

"His original intention of marrying her was just to create a stumbling block for the Conmas people, and to pave the way for the war twenty years ago when Suril led an expedition to the Freedom Alliance, shocked the Golden Corridor, and overcame Qiyuan City and Guard City.

.”

"And in the future planned by Suriel, even if there is no trouble like Michael, Adele is destined to die."

Nicolai looked confused: "What?"

Monty leaned against the rock behind him with deep eyes: "I was sent to the Kingdom of Stars for reconnaissance and liaison, just for this purpose. I also occasionally heard the conversation between Suriel and King Nunn. I know..."

"Eighteen years ago, in the war between Exeter and the stars, Suriel was the original coach, and his goal was very clear: he was not going to conquer the stars in a war, but to fight for

We will pave the way in the future.”

Monty raised his hand feebly and pointed in the direction: "First of all, Longxiao City gathered the power of the whole country and beat the stars full of holes. It is so withered that it will not be able to restore its old appearance for decades."

"Secondly, the nine rebellious and greedy Grand Dukes of Exeter will all pay huge casualties and costs in this war that King Nun deliberately allowed. Only Longxiao City will remain strong."

Deathcrow gritted his teeth: "At the end of the war, Nunn will propose peace talks to the Star People: As an alliance between the two countries, Eddy II will marry his youngest daughter to Prince Suriel, and Exeter will withdraw.

"

Nicolai was stunned.

He suddenly remembered the tragic battle for which he was famous eighteen years ago, the thick smoke and corpses above and below the fortress, the death and bloodshed on the land of stars, and the roars and wailings of the soldiers.

I even remembered the look of relief that the "Star Butcher" had before his death.

"In this way, in the years to come, especially after Suril's coronation, he will take over Exeter, whose princes are silent, and face the Star Kingdom, which is seriously injured and weakened." Monty took the pluck from his body with a sad expression.

Next, he took a small bag, poured out strong liquor from it, poured water on the wound in severe pain, and started bandaging it again:

"The future King Suriel can not only suppress the Grand Dukes and turn the entire Exeter into the private property of the Walton family... but he can also go one step further. With the help of his queen who comes from the Bright Star royal family, he can justifiably transfer the power to Yuan Qi.

The unrecovered stars stretch out their hands."

Monty gasped and endured the severe pain of the strong wine flowing through the wound: "Even his descendants, heirs with half Brilliant Star and half Walton blood, can follow the footsteps of their fathers and ancestors and combine the dragon scale crown and the nine-star crown.

Forged into one body, we can accomplish a great feat that no one has accomplished since the ancient empire."

Nicolai's breath froze and his whole body stiffened.

Having said this, the Dead Crow leaned hard against the rock and laughed sarcastically: "Do you understand, in Suril's grand plan, if Adele can't bring him more benefits, she doesn't deserve to be

Queen Exeter, so she is destined to die, sooner or later."

Nicolai stared blankly at his former colleague.

It wasn't until this moment that the Fallen Starman suddenly realized that he and the Bladesworn brother he once thought were close to each other had been living on the inside and outside of the same mirror, and what they saw were completely different worlds.

This discovery made him exhausted mentally and physically, and he could not help clenching his fists.

They, he and Monty, clearly stepped into the guard camp gate at the same time, but since when did their directions deviate from each other and go further and further away?

The two sides of Kaslan?

Nicolai weakly repeated Monty's words in his mind. His weak body sank slightly, but the severe pain of his shoulder being nailed made him wake up again in a cold sweat.

"Hahaha, can you imagine? This was supposed to be a husband's questioning and revenge full of anger and pain," Monty laughed so hard that tears came out: "In Suril's eyes, there are only calculations and chips.

.”

He shook his head slowly and said in an angry tone: "Nobles, nobility, ha, these scum, what the hell are they."

Nicolai said nothing.

King Nun, Suril, Kaslan, Monty...

At this moment, many living and dead people he thought he knew seemed to have broken free from the shackles of his memory and became existences that he felt were alien to him.

Monty's laughter gradually died down.

The warmth on his face slowly disappeared.

"But……"

"But when I took the poison and sneaked into the Blood Courtyard, and saw Adele tending to the flowers and plants, happily teasing the children, and seeing the smile on her face," Monty's eyes froze, "I knew that I could not

You have no right to blame her."

Monty sighed slowly.

"She is just a delicate flower and grass. It was me. I brought her into this hell." Death Crow looked sad. He and his shadow merged into one under the sun: "Leave her in the Palace of Heroes to endure the pain."

Torture and humiliation are played out on the chessboard of these scum."

The Fallen Starman slowly raised his eyes.

"So you just made your own decision?"

Nicolai said slowly: "You want to save her? Even in a betrayal way?"

Monty's expression changed.

He gave Nicolai a cold look, his eyes sharp.

"You really don't know? Thornhead?"

The Death Crow gently gritted his teeth: "Adele has been married to Longxiao City for so long, regarding the misfortunes and sufferings she has encountered... As the king's personal guard, as the acting captain of the White Blade Guards, as the Palace of Heroes

Are the guardians really unaware of anything?"

Nicolai frowned.

For the first time, Monty's eyes showed pure and undisguised resentment, and his chest heaved up and down: "It's unimaginable that Adele was tortured, abused and humiliated every day and night..."

"And so many people in the Palace of Heroes, including you, regard it as the prince's private family matter, turning a blind eye to the misfortune and suffering she encountered, standing idly by and pretending to be deaf and dumb."
To be continued...