Chapter 26 The Top of the Castle

At that time, how did Ferrero feel when he was eaten by his daughter?

And that daughter, have you ever thought that she would have such a day?

The only warmth and hope of the undead, the former queen of the undead...

Diana...

was eaten by his own son.

The undead can't distinguish between day and night. Whenever they are shrouded in darkness.

Even if someone wants it to be exposed to the sun, it is just in vain.

She remembered the words of His Majesty, a foodie, "... Since she has become stronger and has power, how can she be destroyed?"

She also remembered Her Majesty's words, "War is unnecessary. I want to coexist peacefully with other races."

Although the undead under Ferrero's rule became stronger, it attracted the attack of the armies of all ethnic groups.

Although the undead clan under Diana's rule is on good with other races, it makes itself too weak to survive.

This game of chess, no matter how you go, is a dead game.

What happened in that room?

Although she knew it in her heart, she still wanted to confirm it through him.

But he asked about her instead...

"After I left the room, did the princess say anything?"

Mancao stared at him suspiciously, "Is she the reason why you want to come to this copy?"

"Slebe, I'm investigating her."

"What kind of secret is she hiding? Let you all come to her."

"'You'? Who else?" He came to his senses. After a psychological activity, he stared at Mancao, "Is he a man?"

"Do you want to know?" Man Cao laughed and said, "Then tell me everything you see."

The young new undead king stood at the top of the castle with high spirits.

"It's finally over. Are you happy?" The princess stood beside him and looked up at his side face, showing an indescribable struggle.

The new king, who overlooks the scenery under the castle, narrowed his eyes and said, "Every time the royal family of the undead people believe in themselves, they can lead the people to the beautiful future in their hearts. However, every time they lose to themselves who believe like this.

"That woman's father was willing to be eaten by her."

"Just like she was willing to be eaten by me."

"And now, this willing infinite cycle is finally coming to an end."

The new king, smiling happily, looked at the accomplice beside him, "It's time for you to go back, or someone will suspect you."

"Let me stay with you for a while..."

The weak princess trembled in the wind. This time she left, she would never see him again.

"The light in your eyes is the same as her."

She looked at the amethyst-like eyes and couldn't help saying.

"Obviously, they were born and raised in such a dark place, but they all have a pair of hopeful eyes, and their hearts are full of love for this hopeless race."

"You are still not so frank and obviously want to do more."

The prince laughed and didn't let the other party take advantage of it. "A woman who wants to bring her secret to hell is not qualified to talk about me, right?"

"Obviously you are the same as me... You won't live long."

The princess smiled bitterly when she saw his heroic and righteous look, "Yes, she won't live long. We are all people who are doomed not to be happy at birth.

I can't resist the crushed fate, and I can't change my predestined life.

The man and the grass told a story.

The story of a weak prince by nature.

You can't take weapons or cast powerful spells.

He is weak, has no independent opinions, and can't bear the heavy responsibility.

It is also such a prince who was born in a highly anticipated environment.

His mother is a queen, and she has been telling him since she was a child...

When he grows up, he will become a better patriarch than her and lead the people to a better future.

And the truth is that he doesn't think he can make those guys happy every day.

He is a weak undead who can't replenish much energy even if he is eaten.

But even so, his mother said over and over again.

I will become a better patriarch than her...

He can't remember his father's appearance, but he just vaguely remembers...

The man was eaten by the rebels in order to protect the woman's dream.

But even so, his mother still insisted on changing the undead into her ideal.

Can her dream really come true?

Does such a undead have a future?

He is not good at thinking about this kind of thing.

But he knows one thing...

He can't resist that woman, his ideal future.

Such despair until... the man came to him...

I made an agreement with him.

If you can, please let this race perish like this and stop struggling.

In order not to cycle the endless pain, he is willing to sleep all the time.

Living in the permission and disallowness of other races, it is up to them to decide whether they can exist.

However, at least they can choose to perish by themselves.

"Seriously, if I can, I really want to see the future of Diana's ideal undead."

"But such a future will never come."

"We can't see each other again, Your Highness."

The princess smiled bitterly and looked at the scenery the prince was looking at.

"But I will always remember our agreement, even if you don't have a chance to see it."

"And time will eventually prove that I have kept this promise."

At the beginning of the beautiful story, sadness is counting down.

Mancao grabbed the man's arm and tried to throw him on the roof of the castle.

She finally found the trace of the two people, but she couldn't get to that place.

It's a pity that it's too slow to summon flying dragons using summoning.

"What do you want to do? Create the future they want to see? But even if we go up, we can't do anything. Players can't change the plot set by the system.

So the system did not give her any tasks, but just let her watch as a bystander.

And the past tasks are the same. Although she suffered a lot and the process was tortuous, what she could see was a long-determined ending.

Players decide whether to play the game or not, but in the final analysis, once they start, they have to follow the arrangement of the system.

You can only accept the plots and rewards arranged by the system, and you can't object to them.

But even so...

"You will exit the copy in fifteen seconds."

She surrounded her with an aperture, and she looked at the two figures above.

At this rate of development, the next time she sees the second princess, it will probably be in her coffin, right?