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When Hill Fox walked into the basement of the palace, he felt that his heart was shaking not with fear, but with excitement. Uncontrollable excitement.
The ever-changing brilliance of the torches danced for him, and the reverberation of stepping on the flagstones praised him.
He had never felt so beautiful in a dark, quiet basement.
After reaching the ground floor, Thassa searched his body up and down again, then patted him on the shoulder and whispered, "Go, don't stay too long."
Hill nodded and couldn't wait to walk into the darkness... When he walked through a pitch-dark corridor and approached the edge of the cage, he slowed down. It was a memorable moment, and he wanted to savor it.
Then he saw the murderer of his wife.
Pseudo-king Tifeko Wimbledon.
In an instant, Hill covered his mouth and his eyes were full of tears... Everything he did was not in vain, and the results came sooner than he thought.
If the wife can see this scene, she should also smile, right
"What... people?" The other party turned around and leaned eagerly to the railing. "Is that you, devil... have you changed your mind?"
Hill stepped out of the shadows and walked to the cage step by step.
Tifeko was stunned for a moment, then showed a vigilant look and took two steps back, "Who are you? Who let you in! Where's Roland Wimbledon? I want to see him!"
This is the king who is always on top.
Hill had only seen Tifeko from a distance at the enthronement ceremony. At that time, he was wearing a crimson robe, holding a golden scepter, and wearing a splendid and luxurious crown. Climb to the high platform and receive the coronation. Hill also had expectations, hoping that he would be a good king and would allow everyone to live a stable life, but the entire search that followed had the acrobatic troupe and the family torn apart, and all hopes for the future turned into bubbles.
But now, he finally realized that the taste of revenge is different from the bittersweetness described in the story, there is neither mercy for the enemy nor the emptiness after success. He only felt sweetness and joy, and his heart that had been dry for a long time was once again nourished... Surprisingly, he found that he actually liked this feeling.
"I'm Hill Fox, Your Majesty," Hill bowed. "A member of the Dove and Top Hat Acrobatic Troupe, you can't possibly know me, but I know you."
"..." Tifeko's face was cold and he didn't say a word.
But he didn't care at all, and continued: "There were originally seven members of the acrobatic troupe, but because of you, we lost a partner. The remaining six people no longer focus on performances, but mingle with mice and mice. In the tavern, inquire about any of your movements, and then organize and analyze the information and send it to Lord Roland." He paused, "By the way, your plan to develop snow powder, and the forced recruitment of militia to invade the Western Territory, are all It was the information we sent. I also did the sudden closure of the two saltpeter fields in the suburbs."
"What do you want to say?" Tifeko squinted his eyes and said, "A thief who is complacent about what he has done? A traitor who betrayed his monarch and sold his honor for profit? I don't even know what dove hat acrobats are. , put away your tricks, pariah!"
"Benefits? Traitors? No... Your Majesty, I just followed my heart," Hill said calmly. "That partner was my wife. She died in your witch hunt, right in prison, she Tortured and humiliated, and the ultimate punishment for the murderer is only twenty-five silver wolves."
Tifeko's eyes flickered.
"Do you remember?" He spread his hands, "after the city hall reissued three golden dragons as compensation, but what's the use? My wife will never come back. She is not a witch, but because of you To die."
After a while, the other party said, "That's not what I did."
This kind of weak answer is as sweet as honey, and if it were normal, I'd probably only get a dismissive sneer and so on.
"Lanley was the one who carried out the arrest order at that time. Even the Knights of Steel Heart had nothing to do with him. I just wanted a fair judgment, but both the Tribunal and the City Hall rejected my appeal. This is undoubtedly the case. Because you are leading the action behind the scenes"
"No, that's enough, untouchables!" Tifeko couldn't help roaring, "Do you know what you're doing? If the witch hunt is just killing your wife by mistake, what you're doing is ruining the whole world. Graycastle! Lord Roland? Idiot, Roland Wimbledon is already dead! Your master is a real devil, but you decided to serve the devil for a woman?"
"...Really?" Hill raised his mouth, "When I begged the gods but didn't get a response, I made an oath that as long as I could achieve revenge, even if it was the devil, I would follow him to hell." He stroked He bowed his chest and said, "Goodbye, Your Majesty. It is my great honor to be able to add a firewood to your demise."
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Walking to the entrance of the basement, Thassa nodded at him, "Satisfied?"
Hill took a deep breath, "Yes, sir, please take me to see His Majesty Roland."
On the third floor of the palace, he finally saw the person he had worked for in the past six months. Compared with Tifeko, Roland Wimbledon's expression was much more approachable. Although he had the same gray hair and gray eyes, he did not refuse. The arrogant temperament of people thousands of miles away. He didn't even… didn't look like a royal.
"I've been lurking in the capital these days, it's really hard for you," the other party's first sentence also surprised Hill, "Thanks to your information, I can make perfect preparations and win the king at the least cost. All."
"No, it's just what I should do"
"Of course, I know that you are out for revenge, and Tifeko will soon get the due judgment. Your purpose has been achieved, and you can start a new life in the future, but I hope that you can continue to serve I work." Roland got up and walked in front of him, his eyes facing him, "I want to restore the stability of the city, and even return to the prosperity of the past, there are still many things to do. Rats need to be controlled, those restless nobles Someone has to watch too. Thassa alone can't do it. What do you think? You and your acrobatic troupe can both get a secret and formal job to protect the people of this city for me. Similar tragedies happen again."
"I do, Your Majesty," Hill solemnly knelt down and said, "Even if you don't say so, I will follow you to the ends of the earth. You fulfilled your previous promise, and now it's my turn." He said word by word, "The rest of Hill Fox's life will belong to you."
The Flower of Vengeance finally bears its most delicious fruit. (.)