Flustered and terrified, he looked up at the king, then at Lady Alex, who seemed to be asleep in his arms.
At that moment, Mirk's terrified face was filled with helplessness.
"That's right, I am your long-lost friend! I'll change it back tomorrow. Before that, let's reminisce about the past! "
Thales stared at the motionless Alex in a daze.
Little Rascal, who was sitting by Thales' feet, seemed to be scared out of her wits. She just stared at Alex's body blankly and shuddered from time to time.
Mirk's face began to contort.
"Please, Your Majesty …" He knelt on the ground. His voice changed as he spoke. Like an asthmatic, it was a mixture of gasps and pauses.
Tears rolled down Mirk's cheeks and dripped onto Alex's face. What followed was his pleading voice, "Why … Why …"
Thales clenched his fists, lowered his head and exhaled.
Mirk sobbed as he screamed at the king, "Why!"
"Why?"
King Nuven seemed to have just recovered from his silent contemplation. He stared quietly at Mirk, who was trembling and weeping, and uttered through gritted teeth, "You're right.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Byrne Mirk.
"Shouldn't you know that?"
Mirk shuddered violently.
"If it wasn't for Moriah's death, I wouldn't have combed through the Walton bloodline." King Nuven closed his eyes and said in pain, "The High Priestess of Bright Moon Temple wouldn't have realized that she wasn't of the Walton bloodline."
Mirk stared at King Nuven with his eyes wide open and trembling in disbelief.
Thales' jaw dropped. He stared blankly at Mirk and the little girl in his arms.
'Bloodline?
'Not of the Walton bloodline?
'Doesn't that mean that the Walton Family, which has been around for six hundred years …'
"And this also reminds me of many things," King Nuven said coldly. "Soria loved to hunt, but he never brought a woman with him, not even his wife."
"Tell me," the old king said in a low voice, "What happened in the assassination twelve years ago?"
Mirk listened to the King's words as if he didn't hear them. He hugged the little girl in his arms tightly and sobbed. Tears rolled down his cheeks.
King Nuven seemed to have exhausted all his patience. His face was ferocious and he roared like a terrifying lion, "Speak!"
Frightened by the roar, the nervous Little Rascal shrank back with a yelp.
Thales tried hard to sort out the situation before him. He exhaled forcefully, walked to Little Rascal's side, and pulled her up.
Little Rascal grabbed Thales' arm tightly, as if she had found someone to rely on. She looked at the terrifying scene before her eyes from behind her glasses with a terrified expression.
Mirk's eyes were filled with despair and desolation as he cried. He looked at the girl in his arms and snorted, as if he was crying but not laughing.
"Twelve years ago … The reason why Soria brought Lady Adele out of the city … was because …"
His words were mixed with his breathing, like the last words of a dying man.
"Because of what?" King Nuven stared at him.
"Because …" Mirk stroked Alex's hair painfully. "Because Soria found out …"
"Found out what?" The king's voice was bone-chilling.
Mirk's face was filled with pain, as if he was tormented by the biggest nightmare of his life.
"He found out … about us …
"About me and … Adele."
Thales stared at the short-haired warrior in shock.
Little Rascal pulled Thales' arm and hid behind the Prince of Constellation. She gritted her teeth and watched the scene in disbelief.
"Yes …" Mirk wailed in despair. "Alex … she is …"
"My daughter …"
* Clang! * King Nuven could not take it anymore. He threw the wine goblet to the ground with a force filled with hatred. The iron goblet clanked against the ground, accompanied by the administrator's sobs.
Thales took a deep breath and tried to understand the situation before him.
Only Mirk's sobs and the old king's heavy breathing could be heard in the hall.
"Hahahaha …" King Nuven's suppressed laughter came from his throat. There was a hint of sadness in his laughter. "You? Soria's most capable subordinate? His best friend? His most trusted brother?
"Just like that, you used betrayal and deception to repay his trust!"
The king's voice reverberated in the hall.
Kneeling on the ground, Mirk sobbed and raised his head abruptly.
"No!" As if his greatest dignity had been violated, he roared with tears and snot in his eyes. "I did not betray him! I did not betray Soria! "
Thales looked at the scene before him with an unpleasant expression. He felt bitter in his heart.
"I …" Mirk looked at the girl in his arms and sobbed softly.
"Prince Soria, he … Soria was a good brother, and I was willing to give up my life for him!" He growled, "In the White Blade Guards, we trained under Kaslan to become the most valiant warriors!
"When we were at the Thirty-Eighth Sentry Ground, he crawled with a broken arm to block a fatal hammer blow for me!
"When my mother was seriously ill, and my sister came to Dragon Clouds City to look for me, he personally sent a doctor to save my mother's life!
"When we were surrounded on White Mountain, he and I had our backs against each other. Those sharp-eared arrows pierced through my left shoulder and his right shoulder. We cursed each other's luck as we retreated with our backs against each other until Dominic came to help …"
"I still remember the day I returned to my hometown to get married. That bastard," Mirk said with a smile through his tears, "Soria brought his brothers from the White Blade Guards and came to our village with a tray full of rye wine and roasted meat. He raised the flag of the Red Dragon on a Black Background and the Cloud Dragon Spear …
"The local counts and knights came. The expression on the village chief's face was even more exaggerated than when his son became a tax collector. Mother was very happy. She finally felt that her son was promising …
"Soria …"
"I have always treated him as my closest brother, comrade, Your Highness!"
Mirk roared angrily with tears streaming down his face, "I will never betray him!"
King Nuven stood up abruptly, his hair and beard bristling with anger.
"Bullsh * t!"
Thales felt his hand tighten. Behind him, Little Rascal began to tremble again.
He could only try his best to hold Little Rascal's hand and comfort her.
"You cheated on my son, the man you were supposed to be loyal to." King Nuven's eyes were burning with anger. He said loudly, "You cheated on my son, the man you were supposed to be loyal to, and even gave birth to your child!
"You tarnished the Walton Family's dignity and bloodline … Do you think this is not a betrayal?
"You never treated him as a brother in the White Blade Guards, a man you should be loyal to with your life and honor!
"Traitor!"
Kneeling on the ground, Mirk listened to the king's words. He looked at Alex, his daughter in his arms, and roared in grief and indignation, "Ah!"
"No!" He closed his eyes in agony.
Thales gritted his teeth and frowned as he watched the confrontation between the king and his subject. He felt a wave of sorrow in his heart.
"It's not like this!
"Adele, she was so good … so gentle, so …" Mirk lay on the ground. He clenched his right fist and pounded the ground miserably. "She shouldn't have married into Dragon Clouds City … Shouldn't have met Soria!"
"Should have met you?" King Nuven's words were filled with terrifying emotions. "Shameless traitor?"
"Adele … Adele … That was, that was a mistake!" Mirk's teeth trembled as he caressed his daughter's face. His expression changed several times, as if he was looking at another person through her. "Whether it was me and her, or Soria and her … It was all a mistake!
"She should never have left Camus Union, Vine City, the flowers, and the blue sky that she cherished. She only belonged there!
"As for Soria, he's a good brother and a good warrior, but he never cared about women … Prostitutes, women he captured after the war, maids in the castle, and ladies of the nobles … None of them made a difference to him …" Mirk put his face against Alex's and cried, "Soria, Soria, Soria …
"In Soria's world, there was only wine and battles, politics and victory. The only people he cared about were warriors, friends, and enemies …
"On the night of their wedding, Soria was dead drunk. I stood guard outside their bedroom …
"That sound, that sound was like a gun exploding … Adele's resistance and sobs … I guess Soria thought that it was a celebration after another battle …
"The next morning, Soria went hunting … He left me to watch over Adele. Her expression was not the expression a newlywed wife should have …" Thales listened to Mirk's desolate and painful confession with an unpleasant expression. "Finally, one day, I saw Adele trying to cut her wrist with a pair of scissors …
"I told Soria and tried to persuade him to treat his wife better … But Soria thought that she had insulted the Dragon Spear Family … He picked up a whip in anger and wanted to 'teach her a lesson' …
"At that time, I stood at the door, clenching my fists, listening to Soria's roars and Adele's screams … My heart was angrier than Soria, and I was in more pain than Adele. Every time, every time …"
Mirk hugged Alex tightly. His eyes were closed, and tears gushed down his cheeks like a flood.
"Since then, Adele wanted to commit suicide more than once. I stopped her more than once, but I hid it from Soria because I didn't want Adele to be hurt by him again …
"Adele … She's like a flower that has been trampled on and abandoned. Soria's attitude towards women is even more terrifying than the most inflexible Northlanders. When he's in the mood, he'll force her. When he's not in the mood, he'll ignore her and be indifferent to her …"
Thales closed his eyes and sighed heavily.
"Adele … She was too lonely, too pitiful." Mirk stroked his daughter's hair, his eyes filled with sadness. "She traveled a long way to come here, while Soria … Soria didn't know how to cherish her. He only treated her as a puppet and a chess piece, a bargaining chip to form a marriage alliance with Camus Union …
"I just, I tried everything … I just tried to make her happy, tried to stop her from committing suicide again …" Agitated, Mirk muttered incoherently, "From magic tricks, to flowers, to finding girls from Camus Union to relieve her boredom, to trying my best to get Soria drunk at night when she didn't want to …
"Adele was very grateful to me and happy that I did these things for her. She stopped trying to commit suicide and started to smile, even though she only smiled at me. My wife passed away in my hometown. When I didn't know how to raise the five-year-old Kroesch in front of me, Adele was the one who took care of her … This made Soria's attitude towards her much better …
"We became more talkative. She teased Kroesch in the room, and I giggled outside the room … She asked questions in the room, and I answered her outside …"
King Nuven's expression was cold, but he did not say a word.
"Finally … that day, we won the war against the White Elves and the Alliance of Freedom." Mirk sobbed softly. "When we returned to Dragon Clouds City in triumph, Soria and we drank all night long …
"But that day, all I could think about was her … Adele …" Mirk stuck his face close to his daughter's. His tears did not stop, and his right fist was almost crushed. "They were all drunk. I went to Adele's room and wanted to listen to her voice as usual … But my wound burst open at that time, and Adele asked me to go in and bandage it …" Thales' gaze darkened.
Thales' eyes dimmed. A memory surged up from an unknown place in his mind.
"Hey! Brother Brainiac, you're actually reading a romance novel! "
"What the hell is a romance novel? This is a bestseller written by an American sociologist …"
"This title is weird. Why would you read this kind of book? What are you thinking about? Hehe … "
"This … Don't think too much about it. It's just a classmate who asked …"
"No, could it be … Oh hehe, why are you blushing …"
"It's hot …"
"Hahaha! Why are you touching my face? I lied to you! Hahahaha, it's so funny … Alright, don't be angry. I'll give you a Vitality Kiss … Hahaha! It's still very funny, what should I do? Hey, don't be so petty. Come, come, come, tell me about it! "
"Ugh … How am I supposed to explain this? Alright, it's quite an interesting point. In the Western world, love originates from cheating …"
"What the f * ck? Cheating? That's so cool … "
"For example, in Celtic mythology, the story of Lancelot and Guinevere is like this: The marriage of King Arthur and Queen Guinevere was only a political function. There was never any love to speak of. True love is the taboo love between a knight and a queen. That is emotional, impulsive, and pure love. "Just like in 'Don Quixote', one of the dreams of the protagonist is to be a knight and have a true love with the wife of the king he is loyal to. This originated from the Middle Ages, especially the Crusades …"
"Alright, alright, you can shut up now! I'm still on the side of the king and Lan. Get lost, Aardwolf! Get lost, Queen Lily! Hmm, I'm going to see it again … Oh, right, so are we having an affair now? "
"Different social situations can't be compared like this, sister!"
This piece of memory slowly faded. Thales looked at Mirk before him and could not help but sigh deeply.
Mirk continued to sob on the ground. "God knows how much I regret it … But, but Adele …"
"Not long after Alex was born, Soria began to suspect … Soon, he found out the truth …" The administrator gently brushed his daughter's hair aside and said in a hoarse voice, "I could see the pain and hesitation in his eyes. I really wanted him to kill me …"
"That night, Soria told me that he was willing to let Adele and me go. He would clean up and cover up …" Mirk said as he hammered the ground in grief and indignation.
Nuven listened quietly.
"The next day, Soria took us out with him to finally resolve this matter … It was that day, the assassin …"
Thales felt Little Rascal trembling behind him.
"The assassin's first strike wasn't fatal. The assassin saw Alex and didn't strike a second time …"
"But, but Adele …" Mirk opened his mouth and roared in pain, "Adele didn't know Soria's purpose. She thought that His Highness wanted to execute us … So, when she saw Soria fall, she …
"She picked up a dagger …"
Hearing this, King Nuven seemed to have lost all his strength. He sat down on the stairs weakly.
In the Hall of Heroes, only Mirk was left sobbing in grief.
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