Chapter 402: Charlotte's Troubles

In a corner of the royal city of the Eastern Violet Kingdom, a down-and-out prince was drinking heavily. With fluffy hair and bloodshot eyes, Prince Charlotte was no longer as handsome as before, and he looked extremely decadent.

"Where's the wine? Where's my wine?"

Charlotte staggered to her feet and stretched out her hand to ask the maid for wine.

"Prince, you can't drink anymore."

The maid next to her wanted to dissuade him, but he pushed her away rudely. Charlotte had a splitting headache. His own soul consciousness was suppressed. The legendary emperor Terry, his ancestor, tried to take over his body. No one knew what was wrong with his mind. In addition to the endless pressure, the disappointment after everyone's expectations were shattered, all of this made him extremely painful.

Only alcohol can numb the pain of split consciousness and soul heartache.

The maid took the wine and left in disappointment, "The prince is no longer able to do it."

All the Violet people, including her, thought so. The hope they once had turned into despair. Everyone thought that he was devastated after losing the battle of national destiny. No one knew the pain and struggle in his heart. The pain of his soul was enough to drive people crazy.

"Maybe... I'm crazy."

Charlotte, who used alcohol to numb herself, staggered with an empty wine jug, echoing in the silent palace like a ghost. The prosperity was gone, and only loneliness remained. In the palace, there was no family affection or true love. The servants who flattered him in the past were gone.

The sister who used to act like a spoiled child to him now showed a look of disgust, and the half-brothers took advantage of him and used him as a stepping stone to get the throne of Violet. The originally kind and gentle father now also looked down on him.

At the lowest point in his life, Charlotte fell from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the valley. He had experienced the bitterness of the world. He had climbed to the top of the mountain on flowers all the way, and had also been deeply trapped in the muddy swamp. Everyone was laughing at him, and no one really understood his inner core.

Charlotte, who was wandering like a ghost, suddenly heard a rustling sound in a corner of the garden. If she listened carefully, she could find that it was a familiar voice.

"Oh, don't touch me. It would be bad if someone found me here." This pleasant female voice was the voice of his fiancée Elizabeth.

"Haha, so what if I was found out? I am the crown prince now, the first heir of Violet! The old man is dead, and the whole world belongs to me. I want to see what Charlotte can do after being found out. Anyway, he is a waste.

You drink all day long, and even you, the most beautiful rose in the Violet Kingdom, are neglected. As your brother, I naturally have to "take care of you." The male voice is the first prince Milne, who is now famous. He is Charlotte's half-brother. Before Charlotte was born, he was the first heir. Now that Charlotte has been demoted, he naturally takes over.

"Haha, I see that you all not only want my body, but also want to vent the depression of being bullied by Charlotte on weekdays." Princess Elizabeth said coquettishly. It sounded like Milne was not the only one who wanted to hit her.

Charlotte clenched her fists in the dark. The rough nails pierced into the flesh, which was particularly painful. This pain made her mind clearer. Physical pain can be endured, and the pain of the soul can be anesthetized, but what about the betrayal of the person you love the most?

Then there was another rustling, humming and haha. Charlotte closed her tired eyes painfully, and dropped the empty wine jug with a snap. The two people who were fighting fiercely got up in fear and shouted who it was. At this time, Charlotte had walked further and further away. It turned out that she had been cuckolded so many times without knowing it. Charlotte was troubled.

With a confused consciousness, even thinking became a problem. The sword of the king of the courtyard was also taken back. No one could use it. It lay quietly in the treasure house in the palace. The sword was covered with dust and rust.

"Hahahaha."

In the deep palace, Charlotte's crazy laughter suddenly came out. His ancestors betrayed him, his father betrayed him, his brother betrayed him, his wife betrayed him, and even the Knights he formed that year betrayed him. Under internal and external difficulties, Charlotte, who was at the lowest point of his life, fell down with a bang.

On his deathbed, he saw a mysterious and profound black box. The black box contained all the evil in the world, and also contained the most precious light of hope. It can give hope to the world, and it can also destroy all living things.

Good and evil are only a thought away, and becoming a god or a demon is only a moment away.

At this time, the pattern of the mysterious black box flickered, as if it sensed something, and the tightly closed box mouth unconsciously opened a gap, and the infinite malice in it was bewitching Charlotte's soul.

"Do you want revenge? Do you want to take back everything you have? Do you want the whole world to crawl at your feet?" A series of bewitching magic sounds came from the black box.

Charlotte instinctively stretched out his right hand to grab the hope in his heart. He saw his future in the black box. His right hand paused in the air for a second, and then grabbed the black box without hesitation.

Unlike the chaotic Violet Kingdom, the Lion Kingdom located in the west of the courtyard is now full of vitality. Both the Knight King and the Knights of the Round Table are full of fighting spirit. The society is peaceful and the politics is stable. Soldiers from the bottom of the family have overcome all difficulties and climbed to the top to become a member of the Knights of the Round Table. The adventure stories of the knights have inspired countless young people.

However, in the middle of the night, Anqi, who was alone, leaned against the pillar, looking at the bright moon, and often felt confused. With trusted subordinates and close friends, she often felt that she had done something wrong. She began to think of the days in the Forest of Elves.

In fact, she has ruled the Lion Kingdom for so many years. In order to show the world a perfect king, she also married Dana, the daughter of the prime minister. However, on the night of her wedding, she told her the biggest secret - the knight The king is a woman.

Recalling the astonished Dana at that time, the corners of An Qi's lips raised unconsciously. She and Dana were only in a formal marriage. She told Dana that she didn't have to worry about herself and could pursue her love with peace of mind.

"King, it's already late at night, why don't you rest?"

Dana's voice came from behind. She covered An Qi with a gorgeous royal robe, even though she knew her true identity. But Dana still truly loves the king, because she is so perfect and fits everyone's imagination of a true king.

Angel turned around and said, "I don't know why, I've been feeling restless recently, and Victory Sword is also a little uneasy. I wonder if I can discover anything by watching the sky at night."

Princess Dana said curiously: "Now the Lion Country is peaceful and peaceful, and everyone respects you. I believe you, there should be nothing major."

As soon as he finished speaking, in the dark night, a bloody light suddenly appeared in the east direction. This light was so dazzling that it traveled thousands of miles, making the Royal City of Dunlon a sea of ​​blood.

"That's the direction of the Violet Kingdom. Something happened there?!"

The holy sword on An Qi's waist vibrated, and the green jade scabbard trembled slightly, as if it was a warning, and it seemed to remind her to run away quickly.

At this moment, the great sage in the Saint Adam Free Federation in the south of the atrium also noticed the strange phenomenon. The great sage was a demigod, and could be called the strongest person who could stay in the atrium for a long time. At this time, the great sage was wearing glasses. It was also a moment of trepidation.

In the Northern Magic Empire, the head of the empire's chief forecaster exploded, scaring the apprentices into screaming. This was backlash. The ultimate magic circle that originally predicted the future destiny was shrouded in a dark and desperate force, and finally exploded. Even the goddess of magic, Lux, who was far away in the divine world, was awakened.

"Why is this power so evil and mysterious?"

Lux felt that the power that had invaded the Magic Empire looked familiar. She personally cast spells in the temple to investigate. After spending a huge price and consuming ten mountains of magic crystals, she finally knew where the power came from. It turned out to be their suffering. The long-sought Hill’s Box!

Sensing that something bad was going to happen, she rang the bell of the divine domain and called on the gods.

"What on earth is going on? Why is the bell ringing so quickly?"

One by one, the gods came out of seclusion and stepped into the center of the divine domain. One of the twelve main gods was missing. Except for the unexpectedly fallen Emperor Terry, all the others were present. In the end, even the supreme god Cook appeared.

His eyes are like the eyes of the world, overlooking all things, ruthless and sexless, maintaining order. The Supreme God looked at the Goddess of Magic and asked: "What is the purpose of summoning the gods?"

Lux didn't say much. She stretched out her finger and tapped it gently. The image of Hill's Box flashed across the Violet Kingdom. The box opened a mysterious corner. The gods stood on tiptoes and looked quickly. They saw countless black waters. All the evil in this world poured down from the gap, all pouring into a figure below.

"This is Terry's aura. This is his descendant. It should be his backup plan. He made a comeback after his attempt failed. It seems that his junior is a genius. Their consciousnesses are entangled. Life is worse than death. It’s chaos and no one wins.

But how did he summon Hill's Box? Could it be that the opportunity for the appearance of the Magic Box was discovered before Emperor Terry's death? "

Everyone sitting here is at the top of Hill's world. Naturally, they know many secrets and can see through most of the truth at a glance. The gods kept guessing, and the horror of the deep malice could be sensed from the picture alone. This was a terrible thing that caused the decline of the divine world and the birth of the underworld.

"Under the Crown of the Supreme God, the origin of Hill's Box is mysterious. I don't know whether it is good or evil. This time it appears again. I'm afraid it's either a blessing or a curse. If I can't take action, I'm afraid there will be a catastrophe in the middle court and even the five realms." Magic. The goddess's red lips moved slightly, a kind reminder.

The gods recalled the major events caused by the appearance of this mysterious magic box. For the first time, the Salted Fish Saint opened the magic box, which led to the end of the ancient era and the birth of the underworld. The second time was the War of the Three Realms. The human king Locke raised the banner of resistance and fought fiercely with the most powerful person in ancient times, the God King, and finally received the support of the Magic Box.

There is no good or evil in it, but every time it is born, it will cause chaos in the world, and it does not know the blessings and misfortunes.

At this time, many true gods are secretly observing the face of the Supreme God. His predecessor was created by Hill's Box. Speaking of which, the relationship between the Supreme God and the human king is very complicated. It can be said that the Supreme God is the divine side of the human king. Without a trace of humanity, Locke's vision of a perfect god.

"Destiny is certain. There is no good or evil in the magic box. Every time it is born, it brings bloodshed. This time the divine world is closed. I am not willing to use my own will to forcefully change the world. Wishful goodwill is the greatest malice."

The Supreme God's answer puzzled the gods. Even the goddess of magic opened her lips slightly to say something else. In the end, she sighed and did not persuade her.

The King of Humanity raised the flag of rebellion back then because the gods manipulated the human world at will, using the nations as a game and all living beings as pawns. Now, naturally, he is not interested in interfering with the human world. This answer is not surprising, not to mention that the emergence of Hill's Box is not necessarily a disaster.

Among the gods who dispersed, Ning Tianjiao's eyes were the most complicated. "Will the Hill's Box left by the travelers back then cause another war? I hope not too many people will die this time."

The world of gods is closed and no longer interferes with the human world, so the methods used by various churches to contact the gods are all ineffective. Each loyal leader even shouted: "God has abandoned the world and will no longer save the world. We, the lambs, must pay for our sins." Atonement.”

Such a big event happened in his own territory. Oscar III, the King of Violet, was not a fool. Naturally, he discovered it early. He summoned the Royal Guards to rush to the bloody place as soon as possible. The bloody place was deep in the palace. When they saw the bloody figure, everyone was stunned. It was none other than Prince Charlotte, who was despised by everyone.

Now his hair was flying wildly, and his whole body was wrapped in a river of blood, like a bloody demon.

"Xia, Charlotte, have you recovered your vitality and strength?"

Oscar III asked tremblingly, and he seemed to be in tears. How long has he waited for this day? Since the defeat of the national destiny war, the originally powerful Violet Kingdom has already been destroyed. There are powerful enemies outside, and princes and ministers fighting for power inside.

Prince Charlotte was also in a slump, mentally confused, unconscious, and drinking all day. As a king, he could only find the next heir, and now it seems that Charlotte has gone a step further, although it looks a bit strange.

At this time, princes and princesses came from all corners of the palace, including Elizabeth and Milne, who had tidied their clothes and had blushing cheeks.

"Charlotte, how are you?" Elizabeth, the fiancée, tidied her hair and collar and stepped forward nervously.

"Hoohoo~~"

In the bloody light, only the increasingly loud calls appeared. Charlotte was covered in blood plasma, as if she had returned from purgatory. Her scarlet eyes looked particularly gloomy.

Suddenly. Charlotte raised her right hand, swished! Suddenly, a holy sword flew out of the treasure house deep in the palace, turned into a sword light and fell into his hand, killing hundreds of guards along the way, and returned to the owner's hands as quickly as possible.

Looking at this familiar yet unfamiliar holy sword, the fallen Charlotte had a strange smile on his face. Now he was neither Charlotte nor Emperor Terry, but the entanglement of the consciousness of the two, and the soul of revenge was born.

"Puff!"

Charlotte suddenly stretched out her left hand and slashed the sword fiercely. The sharp holy sword cut her palm and made it bleed. The whole holy sword turned blood red.

"I am not Terry, nor Charlotte. Naturally, you are not the Holy Sword of the Courtyard. From now on, I will call you [Frostmourne]. You will be my only partner and witness my great feat of conquering the world."

The brand new Frostmourne made everyone present shudder, and there was an inexplicable fear in their hearts.

Oscar III realized that something was wrong. He stretched out his hand tremblingly and walked forward, saying excitedly:

"My son! The day you were born, the entire violet forest was whispering this name - Charlotte.

My child, I watched you grow up day by day and become the embodiment of justice.

You must remember that we have always ruled this country with wisdom and strength. I also believe that you will use your powerful power with caution.

But the real victory, my son, is to inspire the hearts of the people.

One day my life will finally reach the end, and you will be crowned king.

After experiencing hardships and setbacks, you can now truly become the king of violets. Today I will officially grant you the throne."

Puff.

A blood-red sword light answered Oscar III. The head of the astonished King Oscar flew out and was thrown far away. Before he died, he heard the screams and panic of everyone present, and he saw the quiet and crazy eyes of his most proud son Charlotte.

"It turns out that we were all wrong. No one really understood his heart."

The work was finally done, and he slowly got back to the state