The Fire-Chasing Herrscher Who Destroyed the World

"Uh...uh...uh..."

"Slow down...slow down...you kid..."

Helena patted her niece's back gently and shouted to slow down, but she took another plate of barley porridge from the trusted maid, sprinkled some salt and pepper into it, and then handed it to the girl who had just finished chewing a piece. Bread in front of Karen.

"Thank you... uh - thank you, uncle!"

Karen wiped the crumbs from the corner of her mouth, and naturally wanted to flick them on the table, but when she thought about the people she met yesterday, many of them were reluctant to eat such a bread without soil or sawdust. There was even bread with a little butter. Her eyelids sank downwards, and she licked the crumbs off her hands like a puppy.

"You kid, you're so hungry..."

This obviously caused Helena to have some kind of illusion. She helped Karen tidy up her bangs with pity, her eyes passed over her niece's loose fishbone braid, and she quickly made up her mind.

"Go get me the comb."

She turned to the maid and ordered, then stood up and walked behind Karen to help her untie her braid. After the maid brought the wooden comb, she helped her comb it.

"Uh... Aunt, we don't need this, right?"

Karen leaned back in the chair and reached behind her head to grab the comb. She was really embarrassed to bother her aunt to help her comb her hair. After all, the last time such a scene occurred in her memory was when she was very young.

Of course Helena couldn't let her succeed. She took a step back, pointed her five fingers on the back of Kallen's head, and gently pushed forward——

"Have a good meal, and I'll help you style your hair...You silly boy can't stay here for long, right?"

As soon as Karen picked up the wooden spoon and stirred the mushy barley porridge twice, her movements froze in place.

She let go of her hand and stuck the wooden spoon on the barley porridge.

"Aunt...you know everything?"

"How could you not know?"

Helena's movements were very gentle, but there was still a trace of resentment in her words:

"Yesterday when it was dark, a knight came to inform you, saying that you slandered Tianming in public and committed crimes of robbery and blasphemy. Once we find you, we must stabilize you and then notify Tianming."

Karen was silent, holding the wooden spoon and stirring the barley porridge constantly, making the already mushy barley porridge even more viscous.

She was a little confused about what Aunt Helena meant. If she wanted to follow the instructions of destiny, there was no need to say it out loud. Could it be that Uncle Luca planned to do this, so Aunt Helena said this deliberately to remind herself?

But regardless of the fact, Karen's first reaction was only one word - run away!

"Gulu...Gululu..."

Before she could put this idea into practice, to be precise, as soon as her hands reached the edge of the table, her stomach let out an embarrassing wail.

She went out with Otto early in the morning yesterday. She originally planned to try to have lunch at an outside restaurant, but in the end because of the indulgence, she couldn't eat until now.

After all, the Valkyrie is still a mortal. Although she has greater power, she will still starve to death if she doesn't eat. And it is precisely because the Valkyrie has stronger power that she needs more caloric support. In short, her appetite is greater, so she did wolf down a piece of bread just now, but if she wants to get rid of hunger, It's still a little bit boring.

Helena knocked Kallen's head helplessly, and her voice became softer:

"Okay, don't think too much. In the name of Kaslana, we will not abandon any of our compatriots."

"Thank you... thank you..."

Kallen took two quick breaths, her nose feeling a little sore.

But...she seemed to hear a vibrato in her aunt's voice just now?

She didn't think much about it at first. Instead, she stuffed a spoonful of barley porridge into her mouth and chewed it carefully. The taste was a bit bland.

"It's strange... I just saw my aunt adding a lot of salt and pepper... just now..."

"Snapped!"

The wooden basin containing barley porridge was knocked over to the ground. Kallen stuck her throat with one hand and stood up with the other hand supporting the table. She suddenly began to hammer her abdomen frantically, as if she wanted to use this method to swallow the food she had just swallowed. Spit out all the stuff you put down...

But she was wrong. There was no problem with the food. In a daze, she saw a piece of golden feather appear in her sight, and then the surrounding black shadows surged toward the feather like a tide. She soon lost sight of anything. I just felt like I had stumbled a few more steps, waving my arms aimlessly, but still unable to really grasp anything in the darkness...

She felt that all the strength in her body was draining away smoothly and quickly, like a drowning person. She could struggle but everything would go away with her. Her breathing was getting slower and slower, and her body temperature was getting lower and lower. The colder it gets...

"Boom!"

She finally fell to the ground.

Helena watched helplessly as her niece struggled and circled around the table until she finally fell to the floor.

She took two steps back, then two more steps, and in this way she kept opening the distance between herself and Kallen, until her back pressed against the cold wall, and her body slowly slid down and sat on the ground.

"Ahhhhh——"

She covered her face hard and let out a sharp cry, but it did nothing but make herself feel better.

But isn’t there nothing she can do? She could not stop someone in destiny from attacking the Kaslana family, nor could she stop her husband from making an agreement with an unknown person in order to preserve the family.

She didn't even have the courage to remind Karen secretly. Of course, even reminding her would be of no use. According to the discussion between her husband and the mysterious man, once Karen came here, there would be no room for turning things around.

"Da da da……"

The steady sound of footsteps was so rhythmic that probably nothing could disturb it. Helena kept wiping her tears, and finally her vision became clear for a moment. She saw the man who conspired with her husband last night. He walked up to Karen, put his arm around her waist, and easily pulled her away. The skin was carried on his shoulders.

Her lips opened and closed repeatedly, but she never had the courage to spit out clear words.

She probably succeeded in attracting the man's attention. In her increasingly dim vision, she saw the man turning slightly towards her and snorting softly.

After that, she could only watch the man's back getting further and further away until he walked out of the restaurant.

"Snapped--"

The mottled wooden door closed automatically behind Mikael, but his expression remained unchanged.

Luka Kaslana was standing in the hall in front of him. He looked at Kallen on Mikael's shoulder and opened his mouth several times to say something, but in the end, like his wife, he put all his emotions out. It turned into a long sigh and spit out.

"Have you notified Tianming?"

Mikael's articulation was steady and there was almost no fluctuation in his tone, and he abruptly turned a question into a statement.

Luka put his entire lower lip into his mouth and nodded heavily.

"How long will it take for the Valkyrie troops to arrive?"

"The carrier pigeon should be arriving soon. It will take half an hour to an hour from the time the Valkyrie troops gather to get here."

Mikael nodded mechanically to show his understanding. Luca thought that the nightmare was over, but Mikael made a new request:

"First, when the Valkyrie troops arrive later, you have to go to Klosten with them, and then request an interview with Bishop Nicholas."

"Why!"

Luka stamped his feet excitedly.

"No, no no! I don't want to go to that place! I can kill myself without going to that damn place! Let alone see that bishop!"

Mikael tilted his head, just enough to keep his cheek away from Kallen's body, and then he looked coldly at the middle-aged man in front of him, stomping back and forth frantically for several times.

He seemed to have a deep fear of Klosten and Nicholas, even to the point of PTSD. Mikael doesn’t know and doesn’t want to know where this mentality comes from, because it’s not difficult to guess——

After the failure of the Eastern Expedition, Tianming always had to find someone to take responsibility. Although he could truthfully report: "It's not that our army didn't work hard, but the Ming army had immortals!" But I didn't witness that battle with my own eyes. The castle council, and even Nicholas must have scorned it.

Besides, what if they believe it? How to explain it to the public?

Besides, does the truth really matter?

No matter when or where, the truth is never important, and only immature children will stress the importance of the truth over and over again, and all they get is the ridicule of those who think they are mature.

In short, what Destiny needs is just a scapegoat, a target to stand in front of the Apokalis family and the Castle Council, to attract people's resentment for the defeat.

As for the target, who else is more suitable than the army coach Luka Kaslana and the Kaslana family he represents behind him?

Ordinary people only know that their "invincible" army suffered a disastrous defeat under the leadership of Luca Kaslana. As for the main members of the Kaslana family, almost all died on the battlefield, leaving only Kallen and a disabled person. Who cares about things like William? For some people, what does the death of several people in the Kaslana family have to do with them? For others, members of their own family have died in the five-year battle. Why should they understand the Kaslana family for this reason? Perhaps in their eyes, the Kaslana family did not command this battle well, so no matter how many people in their family died, they just deserved it!

And for the old guys in the Castle Council and Bishop Nicholas...empathy? what is that? The Kaslana family has suffered such huge losses, and it's just a good time to pick up the knife and start killing!

As for the thousands-year-old bond between Apokalis and the Kaslana family... As for how many sacrifices the Kaslana family has made for the establishment and existence of Destiny... the adult world will not consider these.

It is conceivable that in the past few months, Luca was afraid that he would not be tortured in all directions and around the clock as soon as he entered Klosten: as soon as he entered the city, he would first be cordially greeted by ordinary people from all walks of life, and when he entered the headquarters of Destiny , every old man who smiles at him looks kind on his face, who knows that the hands behind his back are not holding a knife and fork, waiting for him to knock him out accidentally and then divide the Kaslana family?

Kallen, who had just returned to Klosten from China, would not know these things, Otto had not expected them at all, and the innocent Eleanor could not understand them.

So they all underestimated the seriousness of the situation. Only Luca knew that the consequences of Karen's willful action were actually another slight increase in the Kaslana family's already forced to the edge of the declaration. force.

Now, the entire Kaslana family bent backwards, and the heels of their feet were also in the air.

If there is no external intervention, falling into the bottomless abyss is an outcome that can be easily predicted.

The reason why Luka Kaslana is willing to reach a certain consensus with Mikael is just because...

He rushed towards Mikael, but halfway through he recalled the humiliating history of being killed five times by this man with one look last night, so he stopped his forward movement at the last moment and stopped just meters away. Half a foot in front of Kyle.

Well... that's right, the most important reason why he reached a consensus with Mikael... at least one thing that cannot be ignored is that he really can't beat the man in front of him. Such a disparity in strength, coupled with the other party's suggestions It was a condition that he could accept and even exceeded expectations, so it was not surprising that a consensus was reached.

But now it seems that he has been cheated... maybe it can't be considered cheated, because what the other party promised was a blank check.

He was angry and lowered his voice unconsciously:

"You...you said it! As long as we do as you say, nothing will happen to the Kaslana family and Kallen can survive!"

"Yes, that's right."

Mikael spread his free left hand and shrugged.

"I don't think there is any problem. I also said that the premise that nothing will happen to the Kaslana family is that you do what I say, so are there any problems?"

"No...no...then I'll go to Klosten...I'll find Nicholas. What should I say and what should I do?"

"What else can you do? Submit yourself, be a coward, beg for mercy, and just want to continue the Kaslana family. Otherwise, what else do you want to do?"

"this……"

Luca's face was extremely distorted, and he felt that he had been severely deceived - wouldn't he have done these extremely humiliating things if Mikael didn't tell him!

The reason why he was willing to do what Mikael said was because he didn't want to be so humiliated!

Luca took a deep breath. Fortunately... fortunately, the only thing that could comfort him was that the man in front of him promised another half:

Let Karen live.

"Then...what should Kallen do?"

Luka rubbed the muscles on his face and asked tentatively.

"Prepare a bedroom for me, and then give me half an hour. Then you just need to wait for the Valkyrie troops to arrive, take Kallen away, and then follow you to Klosten."

"Ah...this, this..."

"What's wrong?"

"I would like to ask, do you want that... bedroom... half an hour... that..."

Mikael bit the corner of his mouth and snorted coldly, not bothering to explain.

Luka realized that he might have guessed something wrong, but at this time there was nothing he could do except give two awkward smiles in return.

He waved to the maid standing outside the far door and gave a few simple instructions. Then, under the unkind eyes of the maid, Mikael carried Kallen all the way to a more remote bedroom.

As soon as Mikael stepped in, the maid slammed the door from behind, without even lighting a candle for Mikael.

But it didn't matter, Mikael snapped his fingers, and the room was suddenly filled with candlelight, so bright that people couldn't open their eyes.

He threw Kallen on the bed and waved his hand to summon a phase portal from his side. Mebius stepped through it almost as soon as the space rift opened.

She looked at Mikael, who had a normal expression, and then at Kallen, who was lying unconscious on the bed, and asked curiously:

"What are you going to do with Kevin's descendants? Are you going to take him back to the Paradise of the Past, discuss cooking skills with Mei, and improve each other?"

"I'm not that bored."

Mikael closed his eyes tiredly.

"This time it's really going to start."

"ha?"

"The beginning of tragedy."

"speak English!"

Mikael didn't speak again. In his clenched right hand, a flesh sprout appeared out of thin air and quickly grew into a human form.