The Holy Right of a Comic

But the tsar's family is still in the court. Can a family full of crimes really spend the rest of their lives in peace?

During an avalanche, not a single snowflake is innocent. The princes and princesses who once wore gold and silver and lived a prosperous life, even if they were not direct executioners, their food and clothing were all caused by the blood and flesh of innocent people. Composition, no one can veto this point.

Nicholas II also knew clearly that the reason why he was still alive was because the tsar's remaining prestige was still there. The new regime did not want his death to bring turmoil to the old forces, but the new regime would definitely find a way to bring His last feudal desire is wiped out.

All that's missing now is an excuse.

"Mikhail is dead...々¨..."

In the study, Nicholas II sat on a chair and told the news calmly and painfully.

Mikhail is his younger brother. Once Nicholas II wanted to keep the czar's power, so he planned to pass the czar's position to his younger brother, but the smart Mikhail rejected this dangerous position. When the Tsar's family was dispatched to Siberia, Mikhail was also dispatched to Perm, but it was unexpected that Mikhail did not escape the catastrophe in the end.

"When did His Royal Highness Prince Mikhail die?"

Queen Alexandra, who was standing beside Nicholas II, asked worriedly.

"He died just last month. I just learned the news now... My mother has already left here and returned to Denmark. I don't blame her. At this time, she has no ability to save us. She is so old. Now, she should live her life to the fullest, it is our children's sin to let her go through such a thing."

Nicholas II said wearily that his mother was once the princess of Denmark, and at this time, fleeing this dangerous country and returning to Denmark can also ensure his own safety.

"The direct royal blood is almost dead, and now we are the only ones left."

The former tsar said bitterly that many members of the entire royal family had been secretly executed over the past year, and he had faintly sensed the coming of the storm.

The Romanov dynasty started from Ivan the Terrible to the death of Nicholas II. The queen of Ivan the Terrible was named Anastasia, and the last princess of the Romanov dynasty was also named Anastasia. Ya, I have to say this is like a reincarnation of fate.

"His Majesty……"

Queen Alexandra came to Nicholas II's back worriedly, and gently pressed his fingers on his temples, hoping that he could relieve the huge pressure and fatigue.

"々. Don't worry, my beloved wife, I have already expected some things, and I have made the final preparations in advance, but I have been looking forward to the arrival of a miracle. Our family can spend the rest of my life safely. You are all my fault, if I hadn’t been greedy for power back then, if I had given up power ten years ago to learn from my cousin George V’s England, we wouldn’t have…”

Nicholas II's eyes were red, he said emotionally, grabbed the queen's hand and kissed the back of her hand lightly.

"Your Majesty, please don't say such depressing words, neither the children nor I will blame you."

Queen Alexandra hugged her husband and said comfortingly.

"It is my greatest happiness to be able to marry you in this life. You should have been able to become a queen loved by the people, but you ended up like this because of me."

Nicholas II was so excited that he couldn't hold back his words.

Queen Alexandra just shook her head, she didn't say anything more, she just hugged her own emperor's bow.

Half (of the king's) noon, Nicholas II calmed down a lot, and he asked in a low voice: "...are the children asleep?"

"Yes, Your Majesty! You asked all the children to go to bed before ten thirty in the evening, and they have been obedient to do as you asked."

"Yes, they are a group of good kids. It's almost 11:30, let's go to rest too. As parents, we must set an example and not go to bed late."

Nicholas II took out the pocket watch in his arms and glanced at it. He didn't expect that he had been in the study for so long.

Just when the emperor and the empress were about to go to bed, there was a sudden knock on the door of the study.

The couple opened the door and saw three people standing at the door. They were very familiar with the three couples, because they were the monitors of the Tsar's family, and one of them was also the commander-in-chief of the surveillance of the mansion.

"Excuse me, Mr. Romanov and Ma'am, there is an emergency outside, we need you and your family members to take refuge in the basement!".

Chapter 97: Help me...Godfather!

Outside the apartment, two Slavic men in military coats were smoking. Not far away, some figures could be seen sneaking around, and sporadic gunshots could be heard occasionally.

"Commander Yermakov, has the decision been made?"

One of the men spit out smoke rings and asked the officer beside him.

"Yes, Yurovsky, although there is no clear document issued above, it has implicitly expressed what we need to do. The local authorities have approved it. This is the approval document. The invasion of these white troops just gives gave us a good excuse."

Ermakov handed a document to his subordinates.

Yurovsky took the file bag, opened it, glanced at it, shook his head and laughed at himself: "...you want me to be an executioner."

Even though he said that, the man with a resolute expression like a knife and an axe didn't say anything else, he just nodded bluntly and said: "...Understood, I will complete the task."

After finishing speaking, he called several guards and walked to the apartment together.

...

"Children, get up quickly."

Anastasia was holding a cross and had just entered a deep sleep when she was awakened by a rapid knock on the door.

Hearing the familiar voice outside the door, she and her sister Maria sat up and shouted to the door: "...What's wrong, Mom? What happened?"

"Maria and Anna, there is danger here, put on your clothes quickly, we need to go to the basement to hide."

"Okay, wait a moment."

Anastasia and her sister looked at each other, they both got up quickly, put on a coat casually over the pajamas, and hurried out without washing up.

For more than a year in exile, the Romanov family has long been used to it. Occasionally, they will encounter so-called dangerous situations and need them to avoid them, but in the end they all found that it was just frightening, and there was nothing wrong with it. It happened, and it must be the same this time.

Pushing open the door, Anastasia saw that her parents, older sister and younger brother were already waiting for them. Except for her father and mother who might not be asleep and dressed more formally, the other princes and daughters were just A jacket was casually put on over the pajamas.

In addition to the seven members of the Tsar's family, there was also a doctor and the remaining servants. Urged by the guards with guns, a group of eleven people marched mightily towards the stairs.

Anastasia followed her relatives to the basement. There was a faint fear in her heart, and her uneasy eyes swept over the guards and the leader Yurovsky. When her eyes met the commander of the mansion When the four eyes met, Anastasia immediately lowered her head, her body trembling, frightened by the other party's gloomy gaze like a falcon.

Her Royal Highness felt that something was wrong, because the faces of these guards were very indifferent, without a smile at all. Could it be that the battle outside the mansion was too fierce and made them feel nervous?

In the past year or so, several groups of people tried to rescue the Tsar's family, but in the end they all failed. Nicholas II was even furious because of this. Now the Tsar is unwilling to be rescued by someone, which will give him One family brings disaster.

Anxiously, Anastasia clenched the cross in her hand, shrunk her neck and walked beside her parents. Empress Alexandra sensed her little daughter's fear. She patted Her Royal Highness's hand and pointed at her A forced smile appeared.

Her Majesty the Queen also noticed that the atmosphere was not right.

In this weird and terrifying atmosphere, eleven people were taken to the basement.

The basement was very narrow and dark, with candles burning all around, and the orange-red fire light shone on people's faces, adding to the spookiness, especially when the candle light shone on the guards, making them look like demons crawling out of hell.

Yurovsky walked last, and he closed the door firmly, with a bang, and with the sound of the door colliding, the Tsar's family was even more frightened.

"Okay, gentlemen and ladies, please stand in two rows."

Under the commander's harsh words, no one dared to resist. There was only one chair in the entire basement. Queen Alexandra sat on the chair with Prince Alexei, who had severe hemophilia, and Nicholas II Shi stood beside the chair, beside the emperor, the four princesses also stood in a row, and the four servants were assigned to the back by Yurovsky.

This scene doesn't look like a refuge, it's more like a prisoner who is about to be executed is brought to the execution ground.

Anxiety and fear pervaded the small basement. The Tsar's family was trembling, but under the horrifying gaze of the guards, no one dared to make unnecessary movements.

Anastasia was terrified in her heart. She opened the pocket watch behind the cross with trembling hands. After seeing the photo inside, her fearful heart was a little more stable. Her Royal Highness closed her eyes and began to talk silently. praying.

At this moment, Nicholas II seemed to be unable to bear the atmosphere, and he took the initiative to say: "...Mr. Yurovsky, what happened outside?"

The commander stopped Nicholas II's words. He pulled out a note from his pocket and announced in a cold and stiff voice: "...Attention! Read the... resolution here!"

"What's going on? What happened? Who made this decision?!"

Before the commander finished reading, Nicholas II asked loudly repeatedly in a panic.

Jurovsky ignored the tsar's words, and he read the contents of the note again indifferently, "...Attention!! Announce the resolution of... here!"

"boom!!"

The moment he read the last word, he took out the revolver at his waist, and accurately hit the heart of Nicholas II, who was less than two meters away from him, and the Tsar immediately fell on his back.

"ah--------"

The death of the Tsar, the impact of the gunshots made everyone in the basement scream in horror, Anastasia quickly opened her eyes, her beautiful eyes widened, and what she saw was her father's arms grabbing the sky, and he fell powerlessly of despair.

At this moment, her brain completely stopped thinking.

Before Her Royal Highness could recover, those indifferent guards raised their guns, and the bullets were fired in an instant. The sound of firing pins echoed in the basement, and the echo of bullet casings falling on the ground was blown by gunpowder. The pungent smell, what I saw in front of my eyes were pieces of fallen figures.

Hot blood splashed out and splashed on Anastasia's delicate and beautiful face. Whose blood was it, maybe her mother, maybe her sister, or her brother, the blood would Her retinas turned red, and the disgusting smell of blood brought her back to her senses. She grabbed it forward with all her strength, and her opened mouth sounded like a leaky bellows, "...Dad, Mom, Sister, brother...and everyone..."

Her Royal Highness Ai clenched the cross tightly with her left hand, and the cross pierced her delicate palm, watching her relatives being slaughtered in this small basement with desperate and helpless eyes.

But soon, she didn't have to despair anymore, severe pain came from all over her body, her delicate body just fell into a pool of blood, everything in front of her eyes was completely occupied by darkness, she stretched out her hand hard She wanted to catch her relatives, but the heavy eyelids made her unable to see a ray of light.

'Everyone...where...eyes...can't see...'

'Godfather...help me...help...me...'.

Chapter 98 Does growth always come with pain?

"ah--------"

Anastasia sat up from the bed, her body was dripping with sweat, and extreme fear flashed in her blue pupils. After waking up, she subconsciously clenched the cross hanging on her heart.

The cold metal cross gradually calmed her fearful heart. At this moment, several figures flashed by the bedside of Her Royal Highness. They looked at Anna who woke up in surprise, and cried: "...Anna, you finally woke up. gone."

"sister?"

Anastasia saw that the people around her were the three 'dead' sisters, Olga, Tatiana and Maria, and she looked blankly at the place where she was lying. Familiar, it is the Peter and Paul Church in St. Petersburg.

'Everything that happened before...was just a nightmare? '

She recalled in her heart that in her dream, the Romanov dynasty was overthrown, and their family was dispatched to Siberia, and then brought from Siberia to Yekaterinburg. In that city, she dreamed of the most tragic scene. A family was massacred, and even Anastasia could clearly remember the pain of the bullet hitting her body, and her desperate prayer before she died.

Anastasia touched her body subconsciously. Her body, which should have been beaten into a sieve, didn't have any wounds. So everything was really a 'nightmare'? Or did the godfather hear her prayers and save her from despair?

No matter what the reason is, being able to see my older sisters again is ~ the greatest happiness.

"Wow...my sis...I...I had-a nightmare."

Anastasia threw herself into the arms of her eldest sister, the embrace that reminded her of her mother's tenderness most. She swore she would not cry anymore, but at this moment, the miracle of "resurrecting from the dead" and seeing the happiness of her loved ones again, It made her cry uncontrollably.

The eldest princess Olga just patted her younger sister on the back, hugged her lightly and did not make a sound, the corners of the eyes of the three princesses were red with tear stains.

"Sister...I, I dreamed...I dreamed..."

Anastasia stammered, she thought that dream was too unlucky, and she didn't know how to say it.

"I know...we all know it, Anna...don't say it...we all know it."

Olga sobbed, and the other two princesses also heard sobs.

Anastasia noticed something was wrong, she sat up from her sister's arms, rubbed the corners of her red eyes, when she saw the calendar on the bedside from the corner of her eyes, her heart felt as if it had been slapped The heavy hammer smashed through fiercely, and his head shook like a blow to the head.

The calendar clearly showed that the reality was the end of July 1918, eight days had passed since the last day of her nightmare.

"Is that true...?"

Sitting on the bed, Her Majesty's hair was disheveled, and her heart was even more messy. She couldn't distinguish between reality and dreams.

"Well, Anna...that's all true, we should all be dead, but Your Majesty saved us."

As the elder sister, Olga comforted her younger sister with a poignant smile.

"Godfather? Where is the godfather? Where is the godfather?"

The seventeen-year-old girl suffered such a drastic change, she couldn't calm down at all, and shouted in panic.

"I'm here, Anna..."

Roy just opened the door and walked in, holding a bowl of steaming soup in his hand.

"Godfather...Godfather?!"

Seeing the haunting figure that made her unable to eat and sleep well appeared in front of her, Anastasia could no longer control her body, she wanted to jump off the bed with all her hands and feet, into that person's arms.

Her three older sisters quickly stopped her and pushed her back on the bed.

"Okay, Anna... just lie down obediently and don't move around, your body is a little weak, get up and drink some soup later."

Roy's harsh words made Her Royal Highness obedient. Besides her parents, only Roy could make this little devil-like Her Royal Highness obedient.

"Well, I see, godfather, don't be angry..."

Anastasia lay down again, and her sister covered her with a quilt. Her Royal Highness grabbed half of her face covered by the quilt with two tender hands, and said timidly.

When Roy also walked to her bed and sat down, Anastasia quickly reached out and grabbed his big hand, and said with a happy and sweet smile: "...I knew that the godfather would definitely save him. Mine! The godfather must have heard my prayer before I died!"

Her Royal Highness didn't think about how Roy saved her at all. She only knew that the godfather she loved so much and longed for was really tall and tall, sheltering her from the wind and rain, and silently guarding her all the time. In the blue eyes that were as clear as jewels, there was no room for anything else except Roy's figure.

"By the way, where are father and mother? And where is Alexei?"

Anastasia thought of her parents and hurriedly asked, but as soon as her words fell, the room suddenly fell silent. The three princesses sat on the side wiping their red eyes. Mary, who was only two years older than Anna, Ya couldn't help crying. Seeing this scene, the sweet smile on the corner of Her Royal Highness's mouth gradually disappeared, as if she had understood something.

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"Sorry, Anna! Your Majesty refused my help. They have already returned to the embrace of the Lord. Please be sorry."