"Child...my child..." Langdon gritted his teeth and looked at Prouss, "You actually threatened me!"

"Yes!" Prous nodded with a smile, "You are the king of a country. We cannot kill you in your territory, but I can capture your children... By the way, the taste of children is much better than that of adults!"

"How do I trust you?" Langdon asked gritted his teeth.

"Ha... the demons are much more credible than you humans. We advocate equivalent exchange, a promise of a thousand gold!" Prous's smile remained unchanged, "What's more, you don't have a choice now. If you don't want your child to be hurt, shut up next, don't say anything, just be obedient."

...

"Doring, do you love me, right?" Fenlk took a sword from the wall.

Although this sword is just a decoration in the king's bedroom, it is also a real guy, and it is definitely enough to use it to cut people.

"Yes...I love you..." Doreen replied with a blank look.

"You don't want Prous and I to die for you, right?" Fenlk approached her from behind, his mouth pressed against her ear.

"Yes, I don't want you to die..." Doreen's eyes were empty, and she just murmured at the front.

"Then kill Langdon!" Fenlk came to her, his eyes were extremely bright, and he handed her the sword in his hand.

"Kill...Landon..."

"Yes, kill him!" Fenlk looked at Doreen with bright eyes, "As long as we kill him, the three of us can be together forever..."

"Kill...Landon..." Doreen raised his sword with both hands and looked at Langdon, her eyes empty and walked over step by step.

Langdon looked at Doreen and gritted his teeth hard, but said nothing.

Doreen walked forward step by step without expression.

Prous stretched out a hand and stopped Langdon from behind, "Don't run, otherwise I can't promise not to hurt your child..."

Hearing this, Langdon withdrew his steps to retreat, stopped in place, and took a deep breath.

Doreen held the sword in both hands and gradually walked forward, Fenlk whispered in her ear, "That's right, that's it... Just keep moving forward..."

When the sword edge pierced Langdon's clothes, then penetrated into his body and pierced his heart, accompanied by Langdon's groaning sound, Doreen's empty eyes shed two lines of tears.

Her eyes were still empty and her expression was still dull.

But seeing the two lines of tears, Langdon, who gritted his teeth, finally spat out a mouthful of blood.

The red blood slid down the white royal robe and gradually soaked the clothes on the chest. Langdon couldn't help but shed tears, "Dorin... kid, I'll leave it to you..."

With Fenlk and Prouss's smiles alone, Langdon fell to the ground, vomiting blood.

Doreen still stood there with empty eyes, her hands still holding the sword.

Until his breathing stopped, Langdon still didn't scream...

"It's over." Prous smiled.

"Yes, it's over!" Fenlk nodded with a smile, "I'll go and notify my king!"

"Yeah!" Prous nodded, "I'm thinking about whether to keep it hot..."

"I think you'd better leave me. If my king comes later, you will be allowed to eat." After that, Fenlk spread his wings and flew out of the window.

Prous came to Doreen who was still standing there and smiled, "Doreen, you're doing a good job!"

As he said that, he stretched out his arms around her neck and kissed her lips.

Halfway through the kiss, Doreen suddenly pushed him away.

Prous smiled and took two steps back to look at her without saying a word.

"You...you..." Doreen's lower lip shivered slightly, "What did you all ask me to do..."

"Hmm? You shouldn't have the memory you just now, right?" Prous looked puzzled, "Don't you remember what you did just now?"

"You...you..." Doreen squatted on the ground with her head in her arms, "Why...why..."

"Where do you come from so many why?" Prous smiled, "But now you should change your clothes. You shouldn't just meet my king without covering your body, right?"

"You...you..."

"Dorin, now you have to be obedient!" Prous smiled and said in a gentle tone, "Even if you are not afraid of death, think about your four-year-old child!"

When Doreen heard his child, she was stunned for a moment, then raised her hand to wipe away her tears, "What do you want me to do?"

"Go and change your clothes and prepare to meet my king!" said Prous.

Doreen glanced at Langdon who was lying on the ground, stood up, opened the wardrobe and started changing clothes.

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Half an hour later, Doreen, who had changed into a dressing dress, sat in front of the dressing table, and Prous carefully helped her comb her hair and take care of her makeup from behind.

After finishing his hair and finishing his makeup, Doreen sat on the sofa, staring at Langdon who was lying on the ground in a daze.

Fenlk suddenly opened the door and walked in, then bent down.

The next moment, Dikao had already walked in with Fyana and Rabel.

"See my king!" Prous knelt on one knee.

"Get up!" Dikao looked down at Langdon's body on the ground. He had heard about the whole process on the way here.

After a few seconds of silence, Dikao put away the guilt in his heart and raised his head expressionlessly, "Long time no see, Ms. Doreen."

Doreen, sitting on the sofa, looked dull and her tone was also very plain, "I can agree to any of your requests, just let my child go."

"Okay!" Dikao nodded, "The first thing to do is only one thing. I want you to pick up the king's scepter and declare war on Dilanta!"

"I am the queen, I can't become a king." Doreen said, "Normal..."

"Yes, the king was assassinated today, and the prince was young and could not ascend the throne now, so he wanted the queen to rule!" Dikao nodded and said, "I need you to take over the regime now and declare war on Dilanta."

"Okay!" Doreen nodded.

Looking at her like a walking zombie, Dikao wanted to say something.

But just now I opened my mouth and felt that I didn't need to say anything.

It is a fact that she killed her husband herself. No matter how much she says in this situation, it is just a humiliation to her.

Thinking of this, Dikao shook his head and said nothing.

"My king, now..." Fenlk said slowly.

"You guys discuss how to play the next drama." Dikao said, "Also, be optimistic about the church, don't let them come and find trouble!"

"As for order!" Prous nodded and agreed.

Dikao nodded and turned away with Fyana and Rabel.

After a while, Doreen's scream sounded in the room, "Come on! There is an assassin!"

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Back at the hotel, Dikao lay on the bed with his hand on his pillow, looking at the ceiling without saying a word.

Feiyana next to her asked tentatively: "My king... are you in a bad mood?"

"It's okay, don't worry about me!" Dikao closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fiana and Rabel looked at each other, not knowing what was wrong with Dikao.

But Dikao felt a little guilty. Langdon had no grudges with him, but he died because of himself.

After coming to this world for more than ten years, he has become more and more like a demon king.

...

That night, the news of the king's assassination spread throughout the palace. All the ministers rushed to the palace overnight to inquire about the news, but they all felt disappointed.

At the court meeting the next day, Queen Doreen stood up and said that the prince was young and was not suitable for ascending the throne.

Therefore, you can exercise the king's rights and handle the government affairs on your behalf.

Then he announced that the border friction with Dylanta had been too long, and there was no need to continue to waste it, so he declared war on Dylanta directly.

...

Dikao sat beside the bed, listening to Fenlk's report in front of him, waved his hand, "Go back, what should I do next, don't I explain it?"

"We understand!" Fenlk nodded to show his understanding.

"Fyana, Rabel!" Dikao raised his head and said, "I want you to stay here!"

"Stay here?" Feiyana was stunned, "What are you doing?"

"After the war between the two countries begins, you two will go to the battlefield and help me make the Ghost Rider!" Dikao said, "The more the better!"

"Then..." Feiyana was a little stunned, "Have you not seen you for a long time?"

"It should be..." Dikao smiled and raised his hand and touched her head.

"My king, I don't want to leave you for a long time!" Feiana held Dikao's hand, looking pitiful.

"So too." Rabyl's expressionless face was in line.

"Sometimes, temporary separation is for a better meeting!" Dikao reached out and held them in his arms, "When this matter is over, you can return to me, and I'll wait for you to come back!"
To be continued...