I, the Lord of the End

Chapter 74, Good Death!I serve champagne!

Five minutes later, Sid came out of the side hall with Celeste in his arms.

The most standard princess hugs the most standard princess.

It's just that the eyes of this noble and graceful princess have lost all the highlights, she is as unresponsive as a dead person, and there is a kind of gloomy light called "the end of life" in her gorgeous amethyst eyes.

My life is over.

The despairing Celeste snuggled into Sid's arms, her whole body was limp, and she stared blankly at the resplendent and golden ceiling.

It was all over, her pride, her glory, her status, all gone in those five minutes.

She knew that from this moment on, she was no longer qualified and had no position to boss Sid around.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, are you okay? Do you want to take a break?" Sid's faint voice came into the hearing of the princess, and what happened just now appeared in Celesty's mind. This man took her hug from behind...

But that's not the most shameful thing.

The most embarrassing thing is that Sid stared at her expression during the whole process, and didn't miss a single bit of her expression with a half-smile, and her trance-like appearance was all seen.

My life is over, and the princess's gloomy and lifeless eyes tell her story.

The persona she worked so hard to maintain and the majesty she painstakingly maintained disappeared in front of this man.

"Your Highness?" Sid shook Celesty's body again, and he always had that half-smile on his face.

Sensing Sid's gaze, Celestia clamped her legs subconsciously. The sweet taste of the shame piercing through everything mixed with the strong bioelectric stimulation made her body twitch a few more times, and her face flushed. The flushed eyes that had lost their highlight were full of frustration: "Kill me, Sid."

"Kill you? I don't want it." Sid put her on the sofa, admiring her dignified and charming appearance with a look of beating: "I don't want to be wanted by the whole empire."

Celeste, who usually always behaves perfectly and hides her heart with a cold side, makes him feel very fresh and cheered now. Celeste, who has shed her shell, made Sid feel "cute" for the first time.

Ignoring the commotion outside, Sid just knelt in front of the princess and massaged her legs. Even through the soft and smooth suspender stockings, Sid could still feel her legs and feet. The tightness of the muscles.

A pair of gray silk feet are pink and tender, soft, fragrant and slippery, and have no peculiar smell. The clean princess takes a bath almost every day. The faint scent of perfume and the natural body fragrance make Sid love it so much that he can't even bear it. Live in the toe of the transparent stockings with pink nail polish and pinch gently.

Celeste let Sid rub her hands like a doll, almost without any reaction, and Sid also pressed her legs with all her heart to relieve her convulsions, and by the way helped her to extend her legs properly to a certain extent. A state of extreme trance both physically and mentally.

It turned out that Sid's set was very effective, quite effective.

After 5 minutes of massaging, Celesty's eyes gradually brightened. She first gave Sid a tearful look, wishing she could kick him away, but felt an indescribably refreshing feeling all over her body. It feels like all the gloom, stress, tension and resentment for more than a month, or even more than ten years, have disappeared in one breath.

The pressure was completely reduced to zero, and Celeste couldn't stop feeling this taste. She opened her mouth several times to scold Sid, but she was a little bit reluctant.

It wasn't until the full set of massage was finished that the princess said lazily, half coquettishly and half complaining: "Are you satisfied? You are so weak! I didn't mean to save you! You know, you can't stand those people in the courtroom." Check!"

"Thank you, Your Highness, I owe you once." Even though she knew that Celeste was trying to please others, Sid was grateful from the bottom of her heart.

Celeste knew that he was the host of the Holy Grail of Sin, but after she came back that day, the princess not only didn't mention it, she even treated it as if it didn't exist.

Even if the identity of the Eternal Chosen God of Sid Circle is thrown away, his identity as the host of the Holy Grail of Sin cannot withstand the scrutiny of the Inquisition Chamber. In fact, according to the standards of the Inquisition Chamber, let alone a true cultist , the vast majority of Legendary-level Destiny-level powerhouses cannot stand the investigation.

Including the leader of the trial court, the great priest Cecilia, didn't he also return from the void?
Therefore, there is a tacit understanding within the Holy Empire, and the Tribunal is often only the ultimate deterrent and the last resort.

"It's good that you know." After a period of rest, Celesty finally regained her composure, but this incident was deeply engraved into the princess's mind like an indescribable imprint. Knowing that scene, I am afraid that I will never be able to erase it in my life.

Sid always felt that there seemed to be something extra in the eyes of the princess looking at him.

Something is wrong with her eyes!
What was even more strange was that he felt that the Holy Grail of Sin and Nightmare on his waist seemed to be a little heavier than before.

Something is wrong!
……… I am the dividing line that is wrong………

When Sid came out with the help of Celeste, who was walking a bit fluttering, the entire banquet hall was completely controlled by the trial court.

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Countess Evelyn of the Earl of Mecklen was crying in the arms of her husband Joseph Mecklen.

The Earl of Mecklen had no choice but to pat his wife on the shoulder to comfort her. This scene happened again and again for more than 20 years. Evelyn is a naive young lady. Difficulties will subconsciously seek help from her husband.

"Okay, okay, it's okay, I'm here for everything." Mecklen looked around with a wry smile.

The Earl of Orlando was weeping, and the old lord's cry was piercing.

His world has darkened.

Stefan is his favorite grandson, and he is also his designated successor. Although this little grandson has some misbehavior, his talent is really outstanding. At the age of 17, he has just been promoted to the model rank this year. He has a handsome appearance and regular features, just a little willful. Why did Jupiter punish him like this?

The old man invested the most resources in his grandson. He no longer had the confidence to cultivate another Stefan. His crying was full of grief, and this was the reaction after crying for several minutes. The old man His old, wrinkled face was full of tears, beneath his white hair and beard.

The trial court has controlled the scene, and judge Hu Teng has led the priests to inspect the wounds to collect evidence and determine the source.

"Your Highness, you are finally here!" Mecklen hurriedly saluted when he saw Sid helping the princess out.

"Joseph, what's going on?" Celeste carefully controlled her expression, but the flush and refreshing feeling on her face still made Mecklen suspiciously look at the princess more. Two eyes.

"This is a murder." Mecklen briefly described the conclusions reached by the court within a few minutes.

An unknown blue-haired youth mixed into the wedding venue, sneaked into the preparation room through special abilities, killed the groom, and escaped successfully.

The court judged that the other party was a follower of the Void Sect, and judging by his strength, he was most likely a member of the inner circle, because the other party should have transformed himself into a virtual creature.

Blue-haired youth?Sid suddenly remembered the weird blue-haired youth that Falcon's Eye had noticed before.

His heart moved, so he asked Celesty directly: "How did he get the invitation letter? Without the invitation letter, he couldn't come to the venue."

"He has an invitation letter." Earl Mecklen cast his eyes on the corner of the banquet, General Charlie with a livid face.

"After verification, the blue-haired young man is called Clay, and his invitation letter comes from Charlie's relative invitation letter."

As soon as Mecklen finished speaking, two temple guards from the Inquisition came to Charlie: "General, explain?"

"What can I explain? I didn't say it, I don't know, it was indeed an invitation letter from me, but I didn't give it to a person named Clay at all!" Charlie said hysterically, his face was full It was as disgusting as if I had just eaten Laotan sauerkraut beef noodles: "Someone must have impersonated me! Or forged my invitation letter!"

"Your Highness, fortunately you went to Cogne Castle to see it." Earl Mecklen whispered suddenly: "Do you know that a patrol team disappeared near Cogne Castle, and someone behind found them all dead, the bodies was buried near the castle."

"What?" The princess recalled her experience of being attacked, and motioned Earl Mecklen to continue.

"I don't know anything else. Charlie is in charge of Cogne Castle after the war." Seeing that the princess wanted to hear, Mecklen quickly whispered a few more words, turned around and pulled his wife away.

All by Charlie?Celeste and Sid exchanged a puzzled look.

At the scene of the murder, the crowd was gradually dispersed, and only one guy was out of place with the scene.

"Brothers, you played well today. Come on, let's give you a high five. I hope we can continue to cooperate with you next time!" Whitney's voice came from the other side of the stage: "Let's play Romana music next time!"

There was a smile on the face of the light elf's silver hand. It seemed that Stefan's death was no different from the death of a dog to him. He happily gave high-fives and hugs to the performers one by one, and he didn't care about the sweat on each other's bodies. Wei, hugging and clapping one by one, completely ignoring the temple guards who were still checking and questioning.

Even the humble servants responsible for cleaning up the scene and the elementary school apprentices responsible for handing him water and wringing towels, Whitney gave them a big smile and a hug, even ignoring the fact that one of the elementary school students was still holding a stick in their hands. A rag full of food crumbs, staining his exquisite Light Elf attire.

The musicians and servants were really flattered.

It is already a great honor to come to the noble Nobili wedding to perform live and serve them. Now that such a big incident has happened, the musicians and servants only hope that they can escape safely. Some musicians don’t even plan to ask for performance fees. up.

No matter what, they never imagined that they could get respect and hugs from a silver hand, and even this silver hand offered to ask for wages for them!Then they were sent to each person one by one, without withholding or delay.

This, this is completely different from Nobili, and also different from the elves in our impression!
Seeing this scene in the distance, Sid complained in his heart: Not only is Whitney different from what you imagined, but even the elf himself thinks that this person has a brain problem.

But this is Whitney, Sid's good brother!
On the other side, Fogg came to Sid and Celeste, and the dwarf held a glass bottle in his hand: "Damn! I'll open champagne!"

After finishing speaking, Fogg really shook the glass bottle. Celeste and Sid only heard a "boom", and the cork was squeezed by the air pressure inside the bottle and popped out. Fogg held the champagne like this. Pour it into your own mouth.

Blowing on half the bottle suddenly, the dwarf burped and then complained: "It tastes like horse urine. Is there no better wine?"

"Mr. Fogg, can you please be more careful?" Celeste couldn't stand it any longer, the princess's face was full of black lines: "This is the wedding scene, the groom just died in a murder, can you respect the deceased? Otherwise, I will have to let you out!"

"What respect is there for a rapist?" Fogg said disapprovingly: "Your Highness, you said that as if he was wronged? Isn't this a remedy? Or is it that your Falcon Code stipulates that the high-level Can rape low-class women at will?"

"I didn't mean that."

"Then why isn't it a good death? Why can't you open champagne?" Fogg still had a face full of confusion: "The rapist has been punished by justice, and the girl who was forcibly arranged not only has the status of a widow to avoid future miserable lives No worries, food and clothing will be protected by the Falcon Codex, the appearance of that Clay made things progress, and we got more clues, why can’t we open champagne? It’s easy to open! I’m going to open it!”

"..." Celeste found that the brain circuits of the two good brothers, Sid, were different from ordinary people.

Also, they seem to be... not wrong?

Sid suddenly thought of something, he bent down and whispered something to Fogg, Fogg nodded sharply: "Indeed, what you said makes sense."

"Your Highness, give me 10 minutes." Sid called Whitney again, and the three of them were discussing something furtively, and then left the scene, returning to Celeste after 10 minutes: "This place It is not appropriate to stay for a long time, the matter is left to the trial court, Your Highness, you should go back first."

The princess nodded. She was a little tired from today's series of events. She gave Sid a white look and took his arm actively: "You come with me, Whitney and Fogg stay."

"A very wise decision." Sid and Celeste left together. He carried the princess whose legs were still a little weak into the carriage, and left the bloody wedding scene along the dark night sky and the torches lit by the roadside. .

After another period of time, the crowd also disappeared one after another, leaving only the two Winifegs, the Orlando family, everyone in the trial court, and General Charlie who was questioned repeatedly.

Count Mecklen also asked his wife to go back first, while he himself stayed at the scene.

Mecklen wanted to go up to say a few words of comfort to Orlando, but the exhibits in the cabinet next to him caught his attention. The earl's face changed slightly and he quickly blocked the front of the cabinet with his body, and said to the passing servant: "This cabinet Where did the exhibits come from?"

"I don't know, sir." The servant shook his head.

"Things are terrible. It's not appropriate to display these now. So, take some cloth and cover up these display cabinets. Remember to be shady." Mecklen pointed to the display cabinets and ordered.

"Yes." The servant did as he did, and the display cabinets were all covered by the shady curtain. Mecklen glanced at the people in the trial court in the distance, and then came to Orlando: "My condolences."

"I'll show you!" At this time, the old man's grief has passed, he has fallen into complete madness, and his resentful eyes are staring at the court in the distance: "If these people are not in the way, if it is not They, and that stupid Highness... how could Stefan?"

The old man's eyes were bloodshot, his fists were clenched tightly, his nails sank into his flesh, and blood flowed out: "They will pay the price, I promise."

"Will you help me, Mecklen?" Orlando's bloodshot eyes were filled with madness.

"I'd love to help you, but what we have to worry about now is that some guy doesn't care and drags us into the water forcibly!" Mecklen glanced at Charlie.

After a series of cross-examinations, the trial court did not ask anything for the time being, and could only let General Charlie go back first, waiting for the summons from the trial court.

In the previous defeat and the current bloody case, Charlie's expression was very gloomy, and he immediately summoned his attendants to leave on horseback.

That look is like a wolf that is going crazy with hunger and is about to attack desperately.

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