"My child!" Prince James shouted sadly.
At this moment, except for his crying, the entire palace was as silent as sticky asphalt.
When the noble lady who had just woken up glanced at Brownie's head rolling on the carpet, she rolled her eyes again and fell into a coma without saying a word.
Queen Meve felt that all the strength in her body was dissipating. She staggered back two steps, and Feicui her hair crown also fell to the ground at this time, and exploded into incomplete and beautiful fragments with a 'pop' sound.
She suddenly realized that this feeling of powerlessness did not come from the fall of her hair crown, but from her trembling fingertips.
She also inexplicably remembered the first time she saw Dick. At that time, the man bowed his head respectfully, half-knelt in front of her, and gratefully accepted the canonization.
But now, he killed his nephew in front of his eyes.
Kebi on the side noticed the abnormal beating of the blood vessels on the side of the Queen's neck and was anxious, worried that her old illness would relapse. However, when he saw the unruly figure in the center of the palace, he couldn't help but feel a trance:
This Dick, whom I haven't seen for just a few months, is already so powerful...
When Brownie's head stopped rolling, everyone was shocked to realize that this extremely powerful and tyrannical leader of the demon hunters was nearing the end of his bloody revenge.
Even the guards who broke into the palace only held long spears and pointed at the Vesemir master and apprentice fearfully, without moving.
The warlock Vigo in the corner stared at Dick with even more interest, with an increasingly unstoppable smile on his lips.
Xiya in the other corner was holding Barbara's hand tightly, still looking at Dick in the center of the palace hall with a worried look on his face.
"Dick of Rivia! Witcher Order Grand Master·Dick!" The Queen used his complete title to break the silence, "That's it for now."
She struggled to break away from Kebi's support. Although she was weak, she still tried hard to maintain the royal majesty at this moment.
Her eyes were dim and dull, and a hoarse voice came out of her throat:
"The nobles and Brownie have all died. Now you have your revenge. Everything... ends here. You..."
"Really... that's it?"
Before Her Majesty the Queen finished speaking, Dick moved directly towards Prince James, who was in a state of despair, holding the head of his own son.
"Dick, what are you going to do?" Kebi stretched out his trembling hand,
"He is the prince of Northern Kingdoms, and he did not participate in the massacre of Witcher Order. You have to consider the prospects of Witcher Order."
Dick remained silent, but took two long steps and stopped in front of the prince.
He still had that twisted smile on his face, and addressed the prince who was kneeling on his knees with tears on his face as he was immersed in the pain of losing his son, and issued a message like a whisper from Hell:
"Look directly at me."
The prince raised his head numbly, with sadness, anger, hatred and confusion on his face.
Only at this moment, a translucent inverted triangle pattern flashed before his eyes.
The prince's thoughts instantly fell into confusion, and Brownie's head slipped from his fingers.
"Tell me, were you involved in the destruction of Witcher Order?"
"No," the prince replied dully.
"So did you ever want to be king?"
"No."
"Have you ever hinted that your subordinates have done something detrimental to the interests of the order? I remember that you were very disgusted with some of the practices of the witchers."
After two questions, the prince's eyes became clear again. He shook his head violently, and the look of resentment on his face faded away, leaving only a look of horror.
He has recovered from the influence of Hypnosis Signs.
Dick felt a little regretful in his heart. He knew that his current level of Signs was still too low. When he was about to endure the overdraft of his mental power and use Signs again, he heard the sound of footsteps beside him.
Queen Meve has come to him alone, while Barbara is coming slowly from the other side of the palace.
The queen looked at the guard at the door and waved her hand as if tired.
The guards did not dare to ask any more questions. They bowed their heads in response and slowly exited the palace.
The queen then looked at the nobles around her. "Today's banquet is over, you all should go back."
"But Queen, this Dick..."
"I'll let you go back."
"Yes", a sparse response sounded, and everyone paid tribute to the queen, then chose to avoid Dick, who was covered in blood, and fled the palace in a hurry.
Dick knows that the matter is basically over.
However, he glanced at the surrounding nobles with some unfinished thoughts, and only closed his eyes when he saw the worried eyes of Xiya in the corner.
He took a few more deep breaths to suppress the bloodthirsty desire in his heart. When he raised his head again, the thick blood mist in his eyes ebbed like the sea water, and Blood of Madness had been turned off.
At this time, there were very few people left in the palace.
Vesemir casually dismissed the Sword Qi that was wrapped around the fine steel staff, smiled and came to the side of the sorcerer Vigo, and handed the staff over.
Vigo smiled, nodded slightly, and calmly took the staff.
He did not leave, but looked around with interest, as if he was still unfinished about the "drama" that had just happened.
Geralt was half naked and sat down next to his master Vesemir. He threw the wooden stick in his hand to the ground and stared at Dick and others in silence.
"Dick, what exactly do you want to ask?" The queen slowly sat on the chair nearby, with a hint of weariness in her voice.
"I want to know what Prince James thinks about us Witcher Order." Dick said calmly.
"If my brother really gets involved in the blood of the Witcher," the Queen pressed the Falcon family crest on her chest, "Are you going to get rid of Prince Northern Kingdoms too?"
Dick did not respond.
Silence often represents acquiescence.
"I didn't expect you to be so murderous, nor did I expect you to be so capable now.
"If I'm not wrong, even if the guards outside the palace rushed over just now, with your weird ability to change forms on your face, you could kill them all on the spot." The Queen looked complicated.
Dick remained silent.
"Meve·Falcon!" The prince used his family name for the first time as he stood up, "Are you going to allow this mutant freak to slaughter his own bloodline?
"This Monster, he killed my biological son, my biological son!"
"Pah!"
The Queen raised her hand and slapped her loudly.
Prince James staggered to the ground and covered his face in disbelief.
"Sister, you... you have never hit me."
"Shut up! [Falcon Family] has lost all his face!
"You are almost forty years old and you still do the wrong things. Why can't you be more mature?
"I have long said that my position will be passed on to your biological son in the future, but not Brownie.
"Why do you only favor Brownie?" The queen said with an angry look on her face.
"But he is my first child! Sister, you have no children, you don't understand my feelings at all." Prince James said with red eyes, crying.
"I don't understand this feeling, but since I was a child, I have always protected you and tolerated you in every way, until you caused such a big trouble and almost cost your own life."
The queen sighed and ignored her brother who was kneeling on the ground crying.
"Dick, what do you want?"