Chapter 647 Regret

After saying that, he released McVlon, spit out another mouthful of black blood and continued, "Gavin, Sean! You are free! I selfishly let you work for the Sword Dynasty. I'm sorry! I may not see Edward. That guy shouldn't go to the same place as me.

"Stop it! Your Majesty! Stop talking!" Gavin wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, knelt behind McVaron and said loudly, "Gavin must follow Marshal McVaron to dry the last drop of blood for the Sword Dynasty."

Shaun was in tears. His contract with Arcado was dissipating. He knew that Arcado might not have survived long, but cried and didn't say anything.

"Moon Linger! You and my child may not see each other. It's a pity that I have a promise to have another son. I'm sorry. Akado stroked Yue Linger's heroic but tearful face and said softly.

"Your Majesty! You...you will be fine! Your Majesty! Arcado! I love you! Arcado!" Yue Linger was already sobbing and holding Arcado's hand and shouting loudly.

"Lin Ria, I shouldn't have let you stay in Caen! I'm too stupid." Arcado coughed, and the blood had soaked the blood-red carpet under him: "But believe me, I love you, and I still love you at this moment."

Lin Ria hugged Akado and shook her head. Her tears fell down like a broken kite. She didn't say anything, but hugged Akado, which made Akado feel very warm.

"Elina, Yening and Amanda will be taken care of by you. I'm sorry for you, and I'm sorry for Meadow and Tessa. They are both miserable people and fell in love with such a heinous person like me..." A violent cough interrupted Arcado's words.

"Your Majesty, you're all right! Don't say so much! The doctor is coming soon! Hold on!" Elena shook her head, cried and lay on the ground and begged.

Emanda and Ye Ning hugged Elena. They were frightened by the appearance of Arcado in front of them, where His Majesty kept crying. Only they knew how much they depended on the man who fell into the pool of blood. Only they knew how much they loved him.

"I forgive you, Annie! I forgave you a long time ago. It's been too long. I forgot to tell you for a long time. Arcado seemed to do his best and raised the corners of his mouth to look at Anne standing beside him.

Anne had no expression on her face, but just stood like that. Her face seemed to be a little pale, but she still stood straight. The purple dress showed an infinitely mysterious and noble temperament and shook her head. Anne looked at Arcado and didn't say anything, but the lips that had bitten blood seemed to prove something.

"I love you! Deeply love you, cough, you... are... I... Meadow... Lin Ria... Moon... Love, love each of you..." Akado's pupils began to disinate, and he felt that he was dark in front of him.

Maybe you can no longer see the boundless sea or the short-haired girl on the deck, who has accompanied him through countless lonely years.

Maybe you can no longer see such a month-long evening, the girl with a look of worship. He once promised to sing love songs to pursue her downstairs.

Maybe you can no longer see the slightly melancholy princess in the elf forest, the bright and happy expression when she heard him sing, or her extremely beautiful face.

Maybe you can no longer see the woman who kissed him crazily in Caen, her crazy killing, and the embarrassment and loneliness after the killing. He knew that he liked her madness and depravity.

Maybe you can no longer see the stubborn girl. In countless lonely nights, she lives alone with his pity and humble life, just to get a trace of his trust and that ethereal love.

Maybe you can no longer see the furry ears or the wonderful body. The goblin-like** makes him linger, and the directness and wildness make him intoxicated.

Maybe he can no longer see a heroic military uniform, and he no longer has to work hard to distinguish between his past life and this life. He likes the keen and free and easy afternoon in that office.

Maybe you can no longer see the old classroom, the smart girl, the old chase, the beautiful and gentle smiling face, and the bright eyes. How many sorry have you said to her? I forgot... she... forget it...

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! The doctor is here! The doctor is here!" A soldier cried and crawled into the throne hall. In the spacious and grand hall, nobles and ministers knelt to the ground. Some were crying and some were sighing.

"I can fall in love with you...so...so..." The slender eyes finally closed, and the arms extending to the sky hung down feebly.

He used to be an executioner that countless people hated and feared, a butcher who killed countless people, and showed his ferocious fangs in the sea of corpse and blood. There are as many people who want to kill him as the stars in the sky.

He, once the hope of the Asian continent and the dawn of mankind, is a great monarch who brings happiness to countless people. Countless children sing for him every morning.

He was once the first emperor in the history of Yavia, the emperor of the world, and the hegemony of a generation that swept the world with his hands and feet.

He once said that the strong are like flags, and more people choose to follow him. Now he has hundreds of millions of people following him, tens of millions of soldiers guarding him, and thousands of people are rushing to sacrifice their lives for him.

He once laughed and shed a tear at the moment when he pressed the light of extinction. He knew that at that moment, he put an end to himself and opened a window for the world.

Today, this legendary man closed his eyes here, left the world that hated him at this moment, left the world that loved him deeply at this moment, and left those familiar and strange faces at this moment.

I'm so tired. It's time to take a break. Farewell to this beautiful land I love so much!

"Oh." Picking up the sword thrown by McVlon on the ground, Anne walked to the young assassin and looked at the panicked man with a smile: "You have revenge! Congratulations."

"Are you?" As soon as the young man asked a question, the sword in Anne's hand pierced the man's chest.

"Ah!" A scream echoed in the temple, refracting into undulating wails.

"You avenge your family! I slaughter everything for my God! You'd better pray that you don't have to go to hell! Because I'm there with my gods! Hahahaha." Anne twisted her beautiful face and laughed loudly, cutting the dead assassins with swords and swords.

"Annie!" The shadow jumped to Anne's side, split the sword in Anne's hand, looked sadly at Violet Anne, who was almost crazy, and said with a loving face, "Enough! Annie! Come with me!"