LOL: The dark goddess covets me!

Chapter 47 I'll Never Lose My Love
On the way to the bedchamber, Kalista's pain gradually turned into anger.

Hecarim's palace guards had been replaced by Hecarim with Knights of the Iron Order who only obeyed him.

They knew Kalista, and when Kalista revealed that she was the heir to the Shimmering Silver Throne, after the Kamavian Lion, and even the entire palace, the knights would not let her go.

"We are only at the command of Grandmaster Hecarim, who forbids anyone to pass."

This is the only statement of the highest level of knights.

Seeing Kalista's anger soaring, the 12 soldiers who followed her and the knights of the Iron Order were at war.

If it wasn't for Nekrit who followed next to him to persuade the knight to let her go in the name of Kalista as Hecarim's fiancée, I'm afraid the palace of Hejayari would be bloodied.

Of course, except for Kalista and Nekrit, the knights still refused to accompany soldiers from the common tribe.

Suppressing the anger in her heart, Kalista had to temporarily dismiss her subordinates, and only moved on with Nekrit.

Taking advantage of the gap between arriving at the bedroom and meeting Fiego and Isolde, Nekrit explained to Callista the reason for all this.

King Fiego blatantly flouted the law, leading to civil turmoil, and rebellions began to occur on the border, but Fiego alone mourned the loss of Isolde and ignored the government.

Various regions either fell into rebellion or became independent, and even several knights who could not swear allegiance to the Hegayari royal family betrayed their faith and defected.

At this time, except for the soldiers of the common people who were still sticking to Alovedra, the strongest Iron Regiment, led by Hecarim, led troops eastward to plunder the lands along the border of the Kamavia Kingdom. allies.

Crazy, just crazy...

After hearing what happened in Kamavia after the counselor finished her departure, coupled with the shock of the current situation, Kalista, who became a little confused, had only this thought.

It wasn't until the two arrived at the castle's high tower bedroom that Kalista returned to her senses.

Leftovers, chamber pots and toilets were placed randomly in the corridors and aisles, no one cleaned them up, the carpet was covered with mud, scattered tables and chairs, broken pieces of vases fell, and some were even cut open by sharp tools.

However, in addition to the stench in the air, there is also a faint smell of death and decay, which Kalista, who has been fighting in the battlefield all year round, is very familiar with.

And the source of the smell is the bedroom of Fiego and Isolde.

"Voyego dismissed his servants...the ones with big fates." Nekrit explained in a low voice, "I advise you to proceed carefully. Recently, he is a bit... capricious, and I dare not make further comments."

As soon as Nekrit finished speaking, as if he heard the movement outside, Fiego immediately rushed out of the concealed room.

His feet were bare, he was only wearing tight-fitting black pants, and his upper body was only casually covered with a thermal nightgown. The long hem of the clothes was dragged on the dirty ground, which matched his messy hair, thick dark circles under the eyes and his thin figure commensurate.

At this time, Foyego did not show any of the kingly demeanor he had when Mu Qing ascended the throne two years ago, but more like a frustrated man who had lost his soul and only had a glimmer of light in his heart.

If the light in his hand disappears, he will fall into the abyss and be completely swallowed by the endless emptiness.

"Carly!"

When he saw Callista, Fiego immediately showed surprise on his face, rushed over and hugged her tightly, weeping with joy.

"I knew it, I knew it...you will definitely come back and bring hope to me and Isolde! In such a huge court, you are one of the few people I can trust!"

Kalista was so upset that her lower lip was almost bloodied.

When she noticed the figure who also came out of the room and stood in front of the bedroom door, the huge reminder just enough to block the door frame, her sad mood eased a little.

Ledros...

Recalling Josh's words again, combined with Kamavia's current situation, Kalista was completely disappointed in Hecarim from the bottom of her heart, and another feeling suddenly emerged.

Time seemed to go back to the night before going to sea. Ledros sneaked past the palace guards and came to his room, trying to entrust the exquisite necklace to himself to express his heart.

Even if Kalista was going to marry Hecarim soon at that time, Ledros was willing to be the green leaf to set off the flowers, the knight beside the princess, silently guarding her side.

Ledros was neither handsome nor courteous, far inferior to the outwardly suave, handsome Hecarim.

He is just an ordinary bald-headed and strong man of the common people, with a height like a little giant, which no one can match.

However, it is such a brave warrior who has fought side by side with Kalista for many years and has a straightforward personality who just happens to be able to pry Kalista's heart.

Kalista couldn't help recalling the novels she secretly read when she was a child. The princess refused political marriage and eloped with her knight instead. She abandoned her royal status, but gained a bright future...

If so, I promised him at that time...

Kalista, who was indulging in fantasy, didn't even hear Foyego's eager inquiry: "Carly, have you found the Blessed Island?"

Seeing Ledros' nervous eyes signal, Kalista broke her fantasy and returned to the cruel reality.

She hesitated for a moment, "Can I visit Isolde first? Is she okay?"

"Of course, of course! She's resting, she's coming through! I'm not giving up, neither of us is giving up!"

A fanatical smile appeared on Fiego's face, his hands like a vise tightly locked Kalista's wrist, and it was red from the grasp.

"Follow me!"

Ledros moved out of the way for the two of them, and he and Nechrit followed when they entered the dormitory.

The first second she stepped into the bedroom, a stench of corpses rushed over her face, and Kalista's brows furrowed even tighter.

Even if the room was filled with incense, it could not suppress the breath of death.

Kalista looked at the big bed covered by the translucent curtain, and could barely see Ysolde lying there quietly.

Fiego raised the curtain, sat on the edge of the bed and leaned over, kissing Isurde's forehead lightly.

He picked up Michael's Holy Grail placed on the bedside table, poured out magic-blessed clear water from it, and tried to pour it from Isolde's mouth.

However, Isolde, with a sallow complexion and withered skin, had been dead for a long time.

All the magic water in the Holy Grail dripped from his stiff mouth, soaking his clothes and mattress.

However, Viego was not tired of doing it until the water in the holy grail was empty, then he raised his head and told Ledros: "Go, Ledros, fetch some more water for me!"

Giving Kalista a worried look, Ledros left the bedroom.

And Fiego got up and stood in front of Callista, "Carly, Isolde is still waiting for your good news."

"I..." Callista spoke, a tear fell from the corner of her eye, her face was full of pain, "I'm sorry, Vyego."

"Why do you have to apologize?" Fyego put his hands on Kalista's shoulders as if he really didn't understand what Kalista wanted to express, "You must have found Blessed Island, right?!"

"No, Viego." Kalista took a deep breath, "I... didn't find Blessed Island."

Her answer was like a bolt from the blue, and Fiego's face was ashen, and the hands on Callista's shoulders became more and more forceful, like a tightened vise.

Kalista's eyebrows were entangled, and her face showed pain, "You scratched me..."

"No, no, no, no...impossible!"

Fiego refused to accept reality.

"You're lying to me, aren't you?! I get it, I get it, you must want to surprise me, right? Hahaha, Carly, you're so interesting, you've always been like this..."

Callista glanced back at Nekrit, who was bowing his head, and wanted to ask him for help.

But this crooked counselor, Kamavia's strongest court mage pretended to be ignorant, completely ignoring Kalista's eyes asking for help.

"Foyego, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..."

Tears fell, and Kalista almost broke down in tears and said: "Isolde is dead and Fiego, you should see the reality clearly, the dead are gone, and Kamavia still needs you..."

"Ridiculous! As the king's niece, you slander your aunt and Kamavia's queen like this!"

Almost instantly, the pain on Fyego's face turned into dark rage, and he pushed Kalista away.

Kalista's center of gravity was unstable, her thigh hit the corner of the desk behind her, and a bruise immediately appeared.

Callista almost cried in a pleading tone: "Please, Fiego, uncle, you can't do this, you should let go..."

"Shut up for me! You vicious woman!"

Fiego just made a gesture, and the invisible energy instantly clamped Kalista's neck, lifting her from the ground,
"You are just like those damn ministers and attendants who want to take her away from me. You can't succeed, never!"

Kalista, whose neck was strangled by the magic, turned red and almost suffocated.

At this moment, Nekrit who was on the side suggested: "Your Majesty, maybe Callista found Blessed Island and refused to tell you. We can put her in the dungeon first, and then slowly interrogate her."

Fyego stared at Callista, who had almost lost her resistance, and threw his hand at random. Callista, who was almost suffocated to death, was thrown heavily at the door, panting heavily as if reborn, and coughing violently.

"Come on, take Kalista to the dungeon for me!"

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