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"You are just like your father, still so kind and can't stand these things..."

"Don't worry, Mr. Brandt has already led his men to surround this place. In less than half an hour, this matter will be over. Then we will leave here and leave Leitania."

Holding her hands tightly, Viviana hesitated for a moment, then gritted her teeth and said, "I'll take you back to Casimir!"

The tone was sonorous and powerful, and even though there was the sound of fighting all around, it still reached Kola's ears clearly.

Hearing the expected answer, Kela smiled wistfully, then let go of Viviana's hand and pushed her shoulder.

The seemingly weak push made Viviana feel like she was hit hard by a weapon, and she staggered and swayed.

"careful!"

Talina hurried over and helped Viviana up, looking at Kela in confusion: "Ms. Kela, what are you doing..."

Viviana, who had crashed into Talina's arms, also stood up and looked back at Kela. The emotions in her eyes were extremely complicated, with doubts and regrets, but no...

anger.

"I've already told you guys, don't come, don't come... Why are you still getting involved in this mess?"

Pierced by Viviana's eyes, Kela sighed.

"That note...was written by you?!"

After being reminded by Kela, Talina immediately remembered the note with familiar handwriting.

When she first came to Shi Tongling, she had dealt with this elder quite a lot, so she had naturally seen his handwriting before, but she just didn't remember it for a moment.

I remember it now, but it's too late...

Wait...what if this elder is a remnant of the Witch King...!

Talina's hand holding the knife suddenly clenched, and her face looked a little ugly.

"Don't worry... the child is safe. Everything I think and do is my own wish. It won't involve you, and naturally it won't involve her either."

As if sensing Talina's thoughts, Kela smiled and said, "She is currently staying at her residence in Marigold Alley. I have assigned someone who has no connections to anyone to take care of her. If you wish, you can take her away from here now."

"Leave this troubled place."

"This is my advice to you."

After saying that, Kela stood there quietly, looking at Viviana quietly, waiting for her to make a choice.

But before Viviana could finish her words, Brandt, who was commanding the Golden Law Guards, suddenly rushed in.

"Kora?! Take Volna's child and get out of here! It's dangerous here!"

Not knowing Kola's identity yet, he just urged this old timer while anxiously resisting the enemy.

The spells inherited from the Golden Rule Movement exerted immense power in his hands. Every time he swung his sword, a remnant of the Witch King would be turned into ashes.

"Brent..."

"Why are you still standing here? Take the Warner kid and leave!"

"Heh...should I call you hypocritical? Or should I praise you for your loyalty?"

PS: My mind is in a mess. I am extremely worried about a computer issue. I currently suspect that there is something wrong with the monitor. I will borrow a TV from my relative tomorrow to test it. There are several fish tanks in my room, so it may be because the humidity is too high.

Volume 8: Chapter 56: Not a Choice

"you..."

These "harsh" words made Brandt stunned for a moment. He turned his head to look at his "friend" with confusion in his eyes.

why...

Kela's eyes were dull and lifeless, and everything she had shown before seemed fake, even the friendship between them.

"chief..."

Just when Brent was confused, the remnants of the Witch King who were rushing towards him dodged him and came to Kela's side, reaching out to put a black robe on her.

it is more than words.

"you..."

The matter was so clear that even if Brandt wanted to play dumb, Kela's straightforward "self-introduction" still shattered his fantasy.

"The previous group of people...were they also sent by you?"

"Yes, how? Did you see it?"

Kela raised his hand, took off the top hat on his head, and threw it aside.

"Did you see Ernst's question before he died? Or rather... did you hear it?"

"He became a discarded pawn in the game between the electors, used as a 'vanguard' to test the Witch King's strength. Ultimately, he died tragically beneath the Witch King's tower. Even so, he still awaits your rescue."

"Brent, tell me, did you see that?!!"

Ke La became more and more angry as he spoke. He waved his hand hidden under his black robe violently, and a strong wind pressure suddenly appeared in the field.

"If Ernst were still alive, he would be the elector of Shi Tongling now, not Woerner who was forcibly pushed to the throne!"

"Your so-called guilt is nothing. Everything you did was out of a guilty conscience! Choose...?"

"Between friends and position, you chose the latter."

"If that's the case, then stop being so hypocritical!"

Glaring at Brandt, even though Kela couldn't see, she still clearly expressed her anger.

Every word of Kola's was piercing to the heart. Brandt staggered as if he had been hit hard.

He raised his hand and shook it a few times in the direction of Kela, wanting to say something, but was unable to refute.

Kola was right. Twenty-three years ago, he did make a choice to be loyal to the Queen and to Letania, so he did not lead his troops to rescue Ernst.

If the Golden Law Guard had been there at that time, even if they couldn't defeat him, they could still have saved the seriously injured Ernst.

But he didn't...

He transferred his guilt towards Ernst onto Werner, so he was there in person when Werner was attacked.

After Walter died, he transferred the blame to Viviana. He thought he was saving her, but it turned out to be in vain.

The dead cannot return. He cannot save Ernst or Werner, so he can only place his "hope" on Viviana.

"Leave here... I will clear a path for you..."

Dragging his body to Viviana, Brandt raised his sword facing his former friend.

At this moment, he seemed to have been drained of all his strength, like an old man in his twilight years.

"Mr. Brant...Ms. Lovensted...Why?"

Viviana stood there, her sword-holding hand hanging limply.

Looking at the black robe on Kela and the remnants of the Witch King behind her, Viviana knew that she had no other choice.

If Kela had not been exposed, she would still have a chance to make amends and take Kela away from here and leave Letania.

Anyway, she is just an apprentice, and the Queen will not make things too difficult for her, even if she brings Kela with her.

But things are different now.

Kela is the leader of the remnants of the Witch King. Everything about the Witch King's remnants is related to her, whether it is the people lurking in the dark or those horrific sculptures of the Witch King's spiral horns, they are all made by her.

She is the "culprit" and she is hopeless.

She was also...the first person Viviana saw when she returned to her homeland.

Viviana actually has special feelings for this elder.

No matter when she sent herself to Casimir on a starry night (twenty-three years ago), or when she was the first one to greet her when she returned, Kela's identity always occupied a certain place in her heart.

"Emily, take care of them."

With a blink of his dim eyes, Kala suddenly turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared on the spot.

She's going to prepare the tuning of the Golden Rule...

"Yes, Chief."

The remnant of the Witch King named Emily nodded heavily and stood in front of Brant.

"Ms. Lovensda..."

Kela's disappearance brought Viviana back to her senses. She reached out to grab Kela, but ended up grabbing nothing.

"Do not be silly!"

Grabbing Viviana's hand and standing in front of her to protect her from danger, Brandt turned around and roared: "She is not Kela! She is not your family! She is a remnant of the Witch King! You can't have anything to do with her!"

"For you, your child, and for yourself, you are not the only one behind you. Look back at them, you also have children. Now, listen to me, leave here, saving your life is the most important thing, this is not a choice!"

Brandt racked his brains to come up with words of persuasion, and there was a pleading tone in his voice.

He was begging Viviana to leave, begging her to live.

He couldn't stop the tragedy of Ernst and Wollner. Viviana was his only concern, and he couldn't let her die here.

"I..."

Awakened by Brent's words, Viviana looked at the place where Kela disappeared, then turned back to look in the direction of Marigold Alley in the distance.

How to choose...?

Emily watched them with interest, veins of magic gathering on the weapon in her hand.

"Feel sorry..."

Sensing the fluctuations of the spell, Viviana gritted her teeth, turned around and walked away.

Kela is important, that's true, but little Malin, her children are equally important.

If she gets involved with Ke La now, it will only bring her trouble.

Reason told her to leave here, take the children away completely, and never have anything to do with them again.

But the "self" deep down in my heart was thinking back to the past.

Her father took her down from the tower and handed her over to Kela, who raised her.

She was then stuffed into the Royal Orchestra and "smuggled" to Casimir under the pretext of performing.

This was their "arrangement", an arrangement for her to survive.

She could remember Kela reciting poems to her in the dark and teaching her to play them.

Although his eyesight had long since faded, Kela was still able to describe the past to her and could even find her accurately the moment he heard her voice.

To her, Kela was not some vassal of Volna, but her family...

"I really am..."

The questioning in her heart made Viviana feel tormented. When she was about to exit, she stopped.

Talina noticed Viviana stop and turned to look at her lover.

When she saw the struggle on Viviana's face, she understood everything.

"Alas... In your eyes, is Ms. Kela trustworthy?"

Walking up to Viviana, Talina took her hand and asked softly.

"She...is family..."

"That's enough."

Looking at the Twin Queens' Towers in the distance, Talina narrowed her eyes.

"I actually don't like what Mr. Brant said..."

"Choices are something you only do when you're desperate. Since we have room for maneuver, this isn't a choice!"