"I hate those who talk about fate, and I never believe in fate."
The king's breath was very unsteady when he spoke, and he was too excited:
"Only a coward would believe that all the trajectories in life are planned. At least a month ago, I thought so."
He tried to grab Jenkins by the collar again, and Jenkins waved his fingers but finally did not stop him from doing so. Salhi II was obviously also surprised that his movements were not stopped, so he just tapped Jenkins' chest a few times with his hand:
"I just suddenly discovered a month ago that this damn world..."
His voice traveled far away in the howling wind and snow, probably only a furious person could make such a voice:
"This damn world doesn't make sense at all! Why does this damn world really have destiny?"
His nostrils were flapping, a movement that reminded Jenkins of some animal indecent gesture, but he consciously didn't point it out. Instead, he patted Dolores who was leaning on him. Listening to the conversation between her father and Jenkins, Dolores didn't want to speak at all, but felt that a certain cat was leaning on Jenkins' shoulder. Behavior is malicious.
"Not long ago, my ancestors gave me enlightenment, allowing me to completely see things that I have never been able to see clearly, things that ordinary people will never see clearly... The end of the era is coming, and this era cannot be controlled by ordinary people If you can't follow the person who started the new era, then sooner or later it will become dust of history."
He tried hard to look into Jenkins' eyes, and Jenkins read anger and unwillingness in the king's eyes.
"Fate didn't give me the right to choose, William, I didn't choose Dolores, but that damned fate chose you. If I don't want the country passed down to me by my ancestors to disappear, I have to..."
"No, it's not that fate didn't give you the right to choose, it's that your children didn't give you the right to choose."
Jenkins interrupted him abruptly, and asked Dolores to stand up straight, while he bent down and pulled Salote Stila up, and then, blocked by the latter in panic, took the bag from the pocket of the eldest prince. He took out an arrow from the inside, more precisely, it was an arrow that was broken and only the cluster of arrows and the arrowhead were broken.
There are some unique rune marks on the silver-gray metal arrows, and some black-gray things are wrapped around the wooden arrow clusters. After being held by Jenkins, the black ash wants to infect Jenkins' skin even more:
"This left hand is really outstanding. Do you think it is a natural phenomenon? Also, this broken arrow is not something that ordinary people should have. It is an item made by the bestower. Guess this kind of weird item, and where did this gentleman in my hand come from?"
The eldest prince lowered his head not to look at his father, his wooden left hand was held by Jenkins and could not be lowered, while his naturally drooping right hand was clenched into a fist.
"His sister is the bestower, so he naturally wants to seek extraordinary power, heal himself, and get some weapons, which is normal."
Salhi II said, then shook his shoulders, letting the soft snow fall.
"But he shouldn't be looking for those people."
Jenkins showed him the broken arrow in his hand:
"See the black ash? Don't you think it looks familiar, Your Majesty?"
The honorific title is of course for irony. When Salhi II just woke up, he also saw the black mist on the demigod of the tree house, so he naturally knew what Jenkins was talking about.
"Since they can find you for cooperation, they can naturally seek cooperation with your children. Guess how many people here have accepted the conditions of the tree house? Guess again, why it happened to be today In the evening, the three people from the tree house entered Loen to hunt down your whole family?"
His tone was calm:
"It wasn't fate that chose me. It was your Salote and Yani who chose the tree house and the path of confronting the Orthodox Church. Her Highness Yani found her way back, but she knew that she could not inherit the throne, so today Wanwan didn’t get involved. But Salot is still working with the tree house, and after the disaster at the Snow Festival, he didn’t learn any lessons. Knowing this, do you dare to choose your eldest son now?”
He snorted and continued to ask:
"Choosing this idiot not only means that he may drag the entire country into the abyss, but also means that the Orthodox Church will oppose this land. So am I forcing you to choose Dolores? No, Your Majesty, from your From the moment the children come into contact with the tree house, for you, the choice of an heir is no longer a multiple-choice question with multiple options, but a single-choice question with only one option.”
Salhi II still looked into Jenkins' eyes with rage, but did not respond to the words. Jenkins flicked the arrow in his hand with his fingers, then pointed it at Sallot Stuart, bowed his head and said:
"You are Dolores' brother, I don't want to kill you, so try your luck now. I will give you ten seconds to get up and run away. After ten seconds, I will throw this arrow. If you can survive, then Any way to survive, I can swear to the sage that I will never embarrass you again."
"What are you kidding?"
Salot, who was sweating profusely in the blizzard due to the severe pain, clenched his fists and said:
"How could I outrun this arrow? Am I going to bet you that you can't shoot correctly?"
"Don't kill him. As long as you keep Ruen, my heir must be Dolores. I mean what I say."
Salhi II reached out and pressed Jenkins' arm, and Jenkins turned to look at him:
"I appear here just to help Dolores, and have nothing to do with your sons. But since you are her father, I naturally respect you, but Your Majesty, even if I do nothing, do you think that tonight Afterwards, what will the church do? We are not the only ones here, and it is absolutely impossible for the church not to investigate the cause of this matter."
He put the arrow back into his pocket, and ignored Salote who staggered on the snow and ran towards the crowd on the street, but turned to look at the night sky.
Dawn is coming, and it is still the deepest darkness before the first light.
Jenkins squinted and raised his head, Luoxue slanted and flew behind him under the strong wind, the golden light appeared around him little by little, and finally dyed his whole body golden.
The light was not strong, but it was enough to illuminate the eyes in this dark night.
He raised his hand to face the wind and snow and stretched upwards. With the action of the huge spirit and the cooperation of the Snowman Legion, the swaying wind and snow were actually stopped in the air. Agelina on the street curiously stretched out her fingers to touch the ice crystals in the air, and she actually touched those icy snowflakes.
Not paying attention to the crowd behind him, he smiled lightly at Dolores, and began to walk towards the direction where the crowd came, that is, the hill where the royal palace was located.
The snowflake was still, and after being hit by the walking Jenkins, instead of breaking, it bounced to the side and continued to freeze in the air.
The golden light around his body became stronger and stronger. Although Jenkins walked away from everyone step by step in the night snow, leaving a series of footprints on the snowy street, the golden light not only did not weaken in the eyes of everyone, but continued to Become stronger.
When Jenkins' figure completely merged with the night, the brilliant golden light of magic completely illuminated the whole city.
The majestic magical power made the clergy accompanying the street dare not look directly at it, but afterward, the few believers of the sage bowed their heads and prayed.
"Son… "
Under the night, Salhi II showed a helpless expression on his face. He murmured what he saw in his grandfather's handwriting, and thought of the common sense of extraordinary people that his grandfather's teacher had said, and then watched the young figure with the cat rush It went up to the sky and dyed the whole city golden, making this place not like a battlefield against snowmen, but like a peaceful kingdom of gods.
Everyone looked at the sky covered with snowflakes, and the young writer was like a sun that crossed the sky. The breathtaking shadow and the incomparably powerful power for ordinary people made all the Stuarts who raised their heads at this moment keep this scene in their hearts forever.
The old king let out a long sigh, and his slow movements made the snow under his feet creak. He turned to look at his daughter who was raising her head by her side. He looked at the figure in the sky.
"Dolores."
After hesitating for a few seconds, the king called out softly, then stretched his wrinkled and yellow hand into his pocket and took out a ring. The face of the ring is very simple, it is the emblem of the Hampawo Kingdom, this ring is a power ring that symbolizes the power of the king. The authentic product is now on Nolan's King's Finger, which exists in Loen as a symbol.
He stretched out his hand, which was trembling from the cold, and let the ring lie on his palm:
"It's yours."
There is no emotion in this sentence.
Dolores bit her lip and looked at her father, while her brothers and sisters on the street looked at her.
She didn't reach out:
"I won't threaten you, take anything from you, even if Jenkins threatens it, I won't take it."
Salhi II looked at his daughter, and unexpectedly smiled:
"Dolores, no one threatened me to do this. I had to."
Dolores looked at the expression on her father's face and hesitated for a moment. In the darkness before the snowy dawn, in the snowy night street, in the still snowflakes and ice crystals, Dolores stretched out her hand and carefully twisted the rings.
But the king was still dissatisfied and shook his head at her.
Dolores tried her best to look up at her father, then at her brother and sister on the street, and finally, under everyone's gaze, put the ring on the ring finger of her right hand.
"The duel is over, William, you have won."
The old king sighed softly, and then, including him, all the Stuarts who participated in the duel turned into a white light and flew into the sky.
The snow in the sky is still still, but the wind is still howling, but the sky in the east has turned white, and dawn is coming.