Ark, they don't revolve around you

"I didn't ask you to move, Beast Master."

Then, the pressure came down.

The heart, like a beating drum, began to beat even more violently, echoing the gravity!

A whisper flowed into Vina's ears, very low, but as irresistible as a king's.

The voice said, "Kneel down."

The lions were forced to stop.

Vina no longer dared to look behind her. The beast Gawain summoned was a drop in the bucket and meaningless.

There was a bone pen in Zhuang Ning's hand, and he sketched the devil casually. With every stroke, a lion disappeared.

When all the lions disappeared, a hand stroked Gawain's hair and said, "You once told me that you didn't want to interfere in the world."

"This is the tacit agreement between you beast masters, Gawain. Why do you want to break the contract?"

Gao Wen grinned: "After waking up, I want to go crazy once in a while."

Zhuang Ning taunted: "What does your madness mean? Only emptiness and regret."

Vina was thrown out, covered in dust, and saw Gao Wen being stepped on by Zhuang Ning.

The proud lion had no choice but to lower his head, crawl on the ground and kneel down.

The man who subdued it sighed in his eyes: "The Beast Master and the Originium are at odds, but there are still areas where I am involved."

"Gawain, even though you have no memory, you should know me."

"No one should forget you." Gawain roared.

"Yes, but you still chose to disobey, pathetic beast."

A hoarse moan of pain gradually broke out from Gawain's mouth.

Vina's expression gradually became dull. She didn't know how Zhuang Ning was punishing the disobedient beast master.

But she realized one thing.

His last reliance was also defeated. This time, there was really no one who could stop him!

The devil twisted his neck and stared at Vina.

Those eyes were still so gentle, and the words on his lips seemed to comfort him: "This time, no one should be able to stop us, right, Vina?"

The darkness lifted, and the dark cloud that had been hanging over Londinium disappeared.

Looking back, there was no building, only scorched earth. This was the battle that had taken place there.

Vina put aside her fear and anxiety, faced her fate head-on, and said, "I lost."

"You had no hope of winning from the beginning." Zhuang Ning sat down next to her. "Do you have anything to say? I'm very generous and will give you enough time."

"Doctor, I don't understand why you do this."

"I told you, I'm tired."

"Are you tired? Are you going to destroy everything you created?" Vina almost begged.

Zhuang Ning chewed on this sentence and shook his head: "Everything I made myself? But what did I make, Vina?"

"Is it suffering, tragedy, loneliness, or something else?"

Zhuang Ning took out a bottle of red wine from his pocket, opened it, and the mellow aroma filled the air.

He snapped his fingers again, and the Originium multiplied and changed shape, condensing into the shape of a wine glass.

He filled the glass with blood-red wine and handed it to Vina.

"bring it on."

"PhD."

"I don't need that name anymore, Vina." Zhuang Ning smiled.

Vina was silent and took a sip of wine.

As the wind flowed, she asked softly, "Did I make you like this?"

"You are just one of them." Zhuang Ning shook his head, "Just an insignificant part."

"You just made me realize that this is not my home and I don't belong here."

"We all yearn for a home, Vina. Londinium is your home, but it is not mine."

"And sometimes, the struggle is far more complicated and tragic than you and I thought."

Amid his silent voice, Vina quietly swallowed the last sip of red wine.

With a snap, the wine glass fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

Vina saw Zhuang Ning stand up, and seeing that his eyes were still calm, she slowly reached out her hand and pinched her neck.

The rough hand was covered with scars of war and did not match the Queen's neck, but it was enough as a torture instrument.

Fate was about to come, and Vina did not resist.

Morgan and Indra died in the same way yesterday, right?

"You will drink from a golden cup together, but you will not forgive me with a white blade."

"Goodbye, Vina."

The dead silence was blown up, and a whisper echoed, "But I don't hate you."

"There was a time when I did complain, curse, and despair."

"What now?" Vina asked.

"No complaints, Vina, you just disappointed me."

"sorry."

"No need to apologize, go to sleep."

Zhuang Ning said softly, putting more strength in his palms.

Just like Zhuang Ning said, there is nothing but disappointment.

He gave Vina a peaceful death, breaking her cervical vertebrae and destroying her nerve center.

It only takes a moment.

With a click, Vina's eyes slowly closed, and she didn't utter any words of pleading in the end.

Zhuang Ning loosened his hands and hugged the corpse.

This was the first monarch he had ever executed, and also the first girl he had ever bred.

They had been close friends, willing to sacrifice their lives for each other.

...But, it ended like this.

Zhuang Ning suppressed his emotion, sighed lightly, and thought about how to deal with the situation next.

There was a strange light flickering around me.

The girl whose tibia should have been broken, opened her eyelids slightly and let out weak breaths.

Zhuang Ning's eyes focused and swept towards the beast master.

The beast's entire body was on fire, its hair stood on end, and it was filled with majesty and sublimity.

Only those who understand it can discover that it is dying.

It is common sense that beast masters are immortal. Their bodies are in the subspace and are lives that reside in the Consciousness Empire.

The beast master presented in reality is nothing more than a projection of the subspace.

It is for this reason that some people describe them as "never born".

Now, this life that can neither grow old nor be wounded is sighing.

Gawain is approaching death.

At the same time, Vina's breathing became clearer and clearer, and her wounds had healed in a strange way.

Even Zhuang Ning was surprised: "Are you crazy?"

He saw what the guy was doing at a glance.

This ancient beast master is channeling his own characteristics into Vina.

This was not a one or two day process, but at least more than ten years. It took such a long time for Vina to inherit the characteristics of the beast master and activate them at the moment of death.

"You wouldn't understand. I've lived too long, Doctor."

Gawain uttered hoarsely, "Death is not even an obstacle to me, it is just a return."

"But, a long time ago, I made a promise to someone, to Vina's ancestors."

"That Aslan once wanted me to protect his offspring."

"Just for this reason?" Zhuang Ning said in a low voice, "Are you even willing to give up your own characteristics as a beast master?!"

"This is enough."

"A long time ago, when the executions broke out, I did not go to save her father because I did not want to be bound."

"But afterwards, I felt guilty. A dream can sometimes last for decades or even hundreds of years."

"I want to protect her this time, Doctor. You can't kill Vina. You participated in the birth of the Beast Master and know that even the evil demons cannot erase our nature."

"Goodbye, Doctor."

With that whisper, the last bit of Gawain's hair burned away and turned into nothingness.

Just as it said, he had felt guilty ten years ago when he allowed the nobles to hang the previous King Aslan because of the code.

So you are willing to die...Zhuang Ning sneered.

In the end, he didn't say anything mocking, he just wanted to lament.

Why bother……

When you die, everything ends, but the living will suffer.