"Ahem." Lot propped himself up from the bed and covered his mouth with his hands. This high-spirited king in his glorious years actually showed such a fragile side at this moment.
"Wow, Lot, how could this happen? After my father, even you..." Salsa lay beside the bed crying.
Lot lowered his head and looked at his hands, which were dotted with blood stains. His messy hair fell to his forehead, so Salsa couldn't see his expression.
It's all because of you... Lot frowned deeply and stared at the princess beside him from the corner of his eye. The words that reached his throat were not uttered after all.
"Pfft! Cough...cough!" The exquisitely crafted off-white quilt on his legs was stained red by a large mouthful of blood, which quickly seeped into the surrounding areas.
"Lot!" Salsa was frightened, she yelled in panic.
At this moment, Lott deeply realized the fear brought by death, how insignificant and desperate human beings are in the face of death.
Kun Ting said that it was not "her" fault that it turned out like this. I don't deny it, but if this is the case, who should I blame...
In pain, Lot changed his posture to lying down, and he pressed his chest hard. There was nowhere to vent his physical torture and inner sorrow.
Lot's face was pressed against the bright red quilt, and he happened to see the scenery outside the window, the towering palace, the prosperous royal city, and the people who loved him...
His kingdom had just gotten on the right track, was he going to die in this big and empty dormitory? Lot felt the vitality in his body gradually disappear, and he looked at Salsa who was lying on the side crying.
If he, the king, dies, who else can control "her"? Will his kingdom and people end up like him?
"(Dragon Language) Sacandido Akuno..." Lot's eyes dimmed. He stretched out his hand and pressed it on the back of Salsa's hand. The bright red blood stained both of them.
"Lot?" Salsa felt Lot's body temperature, and she regained some sense.
"Promise me one thing...Salsa, promise me that no matter what happens in the future, you will never abandon this kingdom and our children..." Lot held Salsa's hand tightly, crying.
Blood flowed from his eyes, and blood had left his nose.
"Promise me..." Lot's tone gradually became pleading.
"Lot..." Salsa stared blankly at the ashen-looking Lot, seeming to think of the withered flower in her mind.
It seemed that the flowers she planted all withered and failed at the most beautiful moment, and the bent rhizomes seemed to be crying to her.
"Cough! Cough! Pfft..." Lott couldn't hold back the blood in his mouth anymore, and he vomited loudly.
"I know! I promise you, I promise you everything..." Salsa's pupils glowed with gleaming light, and she collapsed completely, "So please, please don't leave me!"
Lot!”
Lying on his side on the bed, the king with beautiful silver hair was looking at the princess's face quietly. He whispered softly: "Ah, my little black dragon... you will definitely live a good life in the future.
A long time, maybe so long that I can’t even imagine..."
Salsa's cries overwhelmed everything else, and Lot finally showed a look of relief. He thought of his short but gorgeous life with Salsa.
One day, you will know the truth of everything, and you will hate me. Even so, please remember me, remember me as the incompetent and fragile husband who loved you.
"Please... don't forget me..." A drop of blood seemed to seep out of Lot's left eye. Slowly, he closed the corner of his eye to hide the brightest tear.
"Lot, I will never...forget you." Salsa cried hoarsely when she saw the lifeless king leaving forever.
Lot Antara passed away at the age of 31.
Human beings will feel despair when they die, and despair makes people vulnerable.
Being vulnerable makes people cruel.
Lot Antara, at the last moment of his life, made the cruelest choice. This was a relief from his unwillingness and sorrow, but it trapped the person who loved him most.
Time passes, twenty years later
"Mother, I need your strength." A young man who looked very similar to Lot came to the late king's tomb and looked at the black-haired woman leaning on the ground next to the tombstone.
Roger Antara, the first hybrid descendant of Dragon and human in the world, relied on his powerful fighting instinct and commanding ability to start endless crusade and siege.
As a result, Antara's territory has expanded by more than three times its former size, and now the king is under siege from the Three Kingdoms. He thought of Hedragon, who possesses world-destroying magic power, even though it was his mother, Salsa.
Rogge, who personally awakened Salsa's memory, saw his mother's eyes change from blank and dull to a mixture of love and hate, but there was no fluctuation in his eyes.
That day, Black Dragon, who had lost his mind, flew into the sky. A night of killing seemed to dye the stars in the sky. As a result, the criminals in the sky discovered the benefits of war, and from then on
, the large-scale killing will be endless.
Soon after, when Salsa woke up, all she saw were the remains and bones that she had swallowed and chewed.
Starting from this day, many countries were destroyed, and the Kingdom of Antara ruled the central continent.
In later generations, countless descendants have used this secret to make Antara prosperous for countless years. It seems to have been more than 800 years ago.
She thought about committing suicide, but this didn't work. Her body and heart already belonged to Antara and Lot, and she herself also needed to be protected.
From beginning to end, this is a tragedy. Perhaps the love between Dragon and humans was a romantic story at the beginning, but it has an unbearable ending.
...
"The story ends here...I said, this is not a happy story." Buqi sighed longly. The sky outside was getting dark, and this story actually lasted a whole day.
Benedy and Lieutenant fell into silence for a long time. The firewood in the fireplace was lit at some point. The night was still a bit cool at this time.
"I have heard this story since I was a child." Buqi held her cheek and stared at the firelight in the fireplace with an inexplicable meaning in her eyes.
"It tells us that trusting humans easily will lead to this." Butch turned his attention to Benedy.
Hearing these words, Benedy raised his head and looked at Buqi. The moment their eyes collided, Benedy felt a trace of sadness in his heart. Was he not trusted?
"But... Benedy, if it were you, I might tell you my real name." But Buqi's face turned a little red and she covered her chest, "After you know my real name, you can
Order me as you please."
"How's it going? Do you want to know?" The air suddenly became a little solid, and Buchi stared at Benedy closely.
Benedy also stared at his master, Buqi, with wide eyes. This red-haired girl was so beautiful at the moment. Benedy's heart had never been so satisfied.
...
"...Pfft! I don't need that kind of thing!" Benedy hesitated because he had just been attracted by Butch's charming look, and then he said in disgust.
"What, what? Why!" Butch felt extremely aggrieved when he saw Benedy disdain him.
"I don't need a servant who drools while sleeping, can't wash clothes, or can't cook..." Benedy counted Buchi's shortcomings one by one with his fingers.
"Ah! Benedy!" Butch's cheeks bulged with anger and his eyes turned red.
"However, the reason why we use our real names to give orders is because we don't have enough trust in each other. We don't need that kind of thing between us." Benedy suddenly changed the subject, "And I like this very much. I am responsible and will do everything for you."
I'm worried that I would risk my own safety to save my master."
"I believe in you more than anyone else." Benedy showed an attitude he had never had since coming to Lenaras, and for the first time, he was left with his favorite master, Buchi.
"Benedy! Wuwuwu!!" Buqi's petite body suddenly shot towards Benedy like a cannonball, and she threw herself into his arms, knocking Benedy to the point of vomiting three liters of blood.
Apart from anything else, his ability to withstand hits and mental resistance are definitely not that low!
Liede looked at the two of them kissing each other with faint eyes, and the corners of his mouth couldn't stop twitching. He felt that it was time to leave.