The dungeon in the palace was a nightmare for the fourth prince when he was a child. Walking down the stone steps, this feeling flooded into Roland's heart involuntarily.
Opening his memory, he quickly found the source of his fear.
When he was twelve years old, Tifeko took the fourth prince along with Goron and Garcia to explore the basement of the palace. The fourth prince, who had always wanted to integrate into their circle, naturally could not ask for it, but he did not expect that Tifeko had stolen the key from the guard. The fourth prince was imprisoned, and the three of them left with laughter.
In the dark room, the fourth prince was so frightened that his teeth trembled, and he didn't even dare to shout out loud. Because the shrill cries could occasionally be heard in the hall, the guard said that it was the ghosts in the ground, and he was afraid that the cries would attract these undead, so he finally had to curl up in the corner of the wall, buried his head in his knees and lowered his head. sobbing. By the time the three of them came to see the joke the next morning, his nose had already covered his face.
From then on, the fourth prince never dared to take a step closer to the basement of the palace.
Now Roland naturally understands that the so-called ghost cries are just screams when tortured prisoners. It's just that there are very few prisoners who are eligible to be imprisoned in the palace, so I only hear it occasionally.
Going to the bottom of the basement, Roland met Tfeko Wimbledon in a small cell. This is also where the fourth prince buried his head and cried all night. Compared with the prison in the outer inner city, the environment here is actually not bad. Yes, at least there will be no seepage of water, mice and cockroaches are running around, and the air is full of dampness and stench.
Ironically, the positions of the two have now been switched.
Hearing the sound, Tifeko, who was sitting beside the wall, opened his eyes, intertwined with Roland's.
He is the most feared brother of the fourth prince - his appearance is almost the same as the image in his memory. His short gray curly hair and eyes symbolize the blood of the Wimbledon family. Quite handsome. It's just that those slender eyes ruined the overall feeling, and under the swaying light of the torch, it looked a bit gloomy.
If it was before, the fourth prince didn't even dare to look at the second brother, but to Roland, he was just a stranger whose minions had been pulled out.
The two stared at each other in silence for a long time, and only the crackling of the torches was left in the cell. There was a look of haggard on Tifeko's face that could not be concealed, although he still wanted to put on the previous momentum to overwhelm him, but it was all in vain. The tough look gradually disappeared from his eyes, replaced by an indescribable fear.
"Who are you... Who are you?" Tifeko finally couldn't bear it any longer and broke the silence.
The dry voice echoed in the basement, and the mixed emotions were clearly discernible. He was afraid, Roland thought. As for the other party asking this question, Roland was not surprised. Compared with Tilly, who had little communication, Tifeke knew the fourth prince better. After all, the latter's bad and fickle personality was largely It was made by the second prince himself.
"I'm Roland Wimbledon," he squatted down and looked at each other, "Don't you remember me?"
"You're not!" Tifeko trembled, "He can't look at me like this, he doesn't dare to face me directly!" He took a deep breath, "I see... You are the real devil! The devil is seduced, but the devil incarnates into his appearance, trying to steal the kingdom!"
For a dying man, Roland didn't bother to explain anything, "So what? How much better do you think you can be than the devil? Murder your biological father, put the conspiracy on your biological brother, and then execute him. In order to keep the stolen goods The throne, not only colluded with the church forces that father hated the most, forcibly conscripted innocent people to attack the territory of the three princesses, and even the most cowardly and incompetent fourth prince, you did not let go. In just one year, the kingdom was in chaos. , several cities were destroyed by war, and refugees can be seen everywhere, I'm afraid the devil can't do this!"
"No!" he argued in a panic, "I didn't kill my father, he committed suicide! Like you, he was controlled by the devil!"
"Suicide?" Roland asked with a frown.
"I'm not lying! He just lay on the bed as usual, smiling and killing himself with a dagger!"
"Not a witch?"
"He was wearing the God's Stone of Retribution! Damn..." Tifeko's hoarse words contained a hint of choking, "There was no warning, there was no way I could stop him!"
Roland looked at Nightingale behind her, and she nodded lightly.
An enchanted witch, a thought flashed in his mind. Once the ability is completed, it will not be affected by the god stone. If it is an ordinary witch organization, it is almost impossible to get close to the king, and the church that also has the pure one, the chance of close contact is Not hard to get. Roland quickly thought of the refugee evacuation battle half a year ago. A witch infiltrated the camp to assassinate Wendy and others, and her ability was to change her appearance. If you look at the two together, the answer is almost obvious.
If it is true that the church is secretly leading all of this, then the will of arguing for the king's order, which is purely to create disputes and turmoil, can make sense. However, all this still needs to be confirmed, and Roland believes that he will find the truth from the mouth of the high priest of the Royal Capital Cathedral.
"This is not the reason why you murdered Goron and expanded the war to the whole kingdom," Roland said solemnly, "Especially colluding with the church and using the Kuanghua Pills to create massacres - have you ever thought about how many people This death?"
"Even if I don't use it, wouldn't Garcia use it? If they made me king in the first place, how could I be so ruthless!" Tifeko climbed to the railing and grabbed the iron rod with both hands. What's the deal with the devil! What do you want to do to me?"
"State the crime, sentence it, and then go to the guillotine—just like Gronn. Only your crime is well-documented and unjustifiable."
"No! You can't kill me, the devil can never stand in front of the stage, the power of the gods will destroy you - if you want to get the Kingdom of Greycastle, you must rely on my help!"
"God?" Roland grinned, "Do you mean the church?"
"You don't know them! The hidden power of the church is unfathomable. The notes left by my father recorded some unbelievable rumors. This is why he has never been able to make up his mind to expel the power of the church!" He shouted, "Pills are just One of their methods, as long as your identity is exposed, you will soon be doomed!"
"It's not like that... I know far more than you think, Timothy Wimbledon, and I know what the road will be. It's too hard and you can't lead the people through it." Roland said slowly, "In order to meet the upcoming challenges, your destiny must end here. But don't worry, your journey to hell will not be alone, there are many people who will lead you to it, go in peace."
After he finished speaking, he stood up, ignored the call of the second prince, and walked out of the prison.