Silent Crown Chapter 299: Before dawn

When the real turmoil was over, the dull city began to be dazed and afraid.

The emergency police officers rode horses and rushed to the streets to maintain the most basic security. But there are more troops rushing across the street amid the clanging sound of iron armor, following the Queen’s orders to catch the rebellion.

The silent Upper Town was awakened by heavy footsteps. There were faint lights on in the dark, and faint crying and chaos one after another, and he was quickly strangled to death in the baby when he was just born.

So, there is still a faint silence.

All the manors and houses involved in the House were blocked by water. Soon, a figure with a black hood on his head was escorted into a carriage and sent to the non-existent ‘Fifth Department’.

People who cooperate with the arrest can also enjoy the last dignity, and those who dare to resist will be killed on the spot.

So, in this suffocating darkness, all the members of the House were uprooted one by one...

For a long time, the fifth department, which has been searching for clues silently, was ready for this day. These non-existent figures appeared on the streets like illusions for a moment, and then brought the prisoners in with them. A place that doesn’t exist.

Since then disappeared into the world like this, silently.

It can be expected that soon, when the secret trial is over, the Traitor’s Gate will be covered with corpses. They sway in the cold wind like wind chimes, paying the price for what they have done.

At the top of Avalon, in the pure white palace, towers stand up, releasing the only light.

The light was like the cold eyes of a giant dragon, quietly overlooking his own territory, watching the dying struggle of the group of rebellious officials.

"It's all over."

Gavin staggered through the **** whirlpool, leaning on the wall, coughing frantically. He looked up at the lights in the sky, a trace of resentment and gloom flashed in his eyes, gritted his teeth, and ran towards home.

All clues must be dealt with before the fifth department knows their exact situation. Cut off by the root.

Fortunately, just in case, before starting, he has sent all the people in his family to the field. I also arranged a retreat route for myself.

You only need to start the equipment that has been prepared for a long time, and leave a small spark, it is enough to burn all of this.

Suddenly, he knelt on the ground, spitting out foul blood. Feeling that the power in the body is rapidly disappearing, this is a divine punishment.

The Hundred Eyes who lost his incarnation is already furious. As a priest, Gavin has lost all his favor. If he hadn't prepared a lot of precautions quietly, he would have become horrible at this moment like a dead ghost in those secret rooms.

"Oh!"

He bent over, vomited the green poison, took out the silver needle, nailed it into his neck and brain, and temporarily sealed the evil in his body: now must race against time. His time is running out.

Staring at the turbulent fire light in the distance, he gritted his teeth, turned over the wall, and fell into the garden of the old house—the robin puppet in the secret room, the letters he had to communicate with, the codes of the secret lines, and The deployments that have been arranged by themselves must all be destroyed.

Destroy as much as it can.

Otherwise, the rest of his life will be spent in the pursuit of the Royal Orchestra. It's a pity... After so many years of planning, I lost everything overnight.

He gritted his teeth. Regaining his composure from his fury, he opened the door.

Then fell into a sluggishness.

"Father..."

He saw the man in the wheelchair in the hall. The aging man was still wearing a respirator and his voice was muddy. Like lung water churning.

He is still here and has not evacuated.

"Father, why haven't you left yet?"

Gavin looked at him in astonishment, and quickly walked forward, reaching out to pick up the frail old man. "It's too late, I will take you away first..."

The hand stiffened in the air. After two steps forward, Gavin lost all his strength and fell to the ground, unable to get up.

"Father..."

He raised his head dullly and looked at the old man in front of him.

On his face, the tattoos hidden under the skin lit up one by one, as if they were born with them, already wedged in the flesh and bones of the bone, and they will never get rid of them. That inscribed in his body since he was born has blocked all his power, making him instantly lose the strength to resist.

Immediately afterwards, an angry crutches poked him in the face, as if to smash his cheekbones. He didn't expect that this dying old man should have such great strength.

"Do you still have a face to call me father?"

The old man fucked, got up from the wheelchair, stumbled and lifted the crutches, hitting him in the face, one, another, another...until he exhausted his fragile strength, and made Gavin's The bridge of the nose was completely broken.

"Adrian's house is over!"

He glared at Gavin, looking at a sinner, a scourge that should not be left in the world: "Because of you! Gavin, because of you! All the famous names of the ancestors have been defiled by you!"

On his face, the purple-cyan blood vessels burst up, and when he stared at Gavin, he gritted his teeth, "Sure enough, a sinner like you shouldn't stay in this world..."

Gavin was stunned, he stared at the crazy man blankly. His lips moaned, as if trying to explain something, but he didn't know what to say.

Until the sound of footsteps came in the distance, someone led the brigade to come here, and the familiar voice shouted: "He is inside! Don't let him run away!"

It's Banner.

"Why... why?"

"Sacrifice you, the family can be preserved." The old man looked at this embarrassing son coldly: "Be obediently arrested, clear the relationship with the family, understand? Don't involve the family..."

"But...obviously..."

Gavin stared at him blankly: But, wasn't it you who asked me to join the House? father! Obviously, you want me to join the House to win the favor of those big people... Obviously, it is you who gave me the name Robin...

Clearly...Clearly...

"Obviously I have done it, father."

He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth to contain his tears: "I did it a thousand times better than you wanted!"

Gavin screamed in the gradual footsteps.

He drew out the dagger and swept away the restraint branded on his face, **** gushing, and pale cheekbones were exposed, cracked, looking like rotten corpses.

He screamed in pain. Finally broke free from the shackles that had imprisoned him since he was born, leaving the flesh and blood, leaving only the white bones, hideous like evil spirits.

Seeing Gavin rise from the ground. Walking towards him, the old man was stunned, his body trembling in the wheelchair, and wanted to back up: "You...you...what do you want to do? Gavin, I..."

"I don't want to do anything."

Gavin smiled. Reaching out and stroking his sparse white hair, he said softly: "Father, Banner has always cared about your body. This is the first time that our father and son are so close.

You are old and in poor health, so let's sit and rest. "

Speaking, he gently pushed the dagger into the withered chest. The dagger was close to the heart, nailed to the back of the wheelchair, and took root. Be in harmony with each other as one.

Amidst the old man’s screams, Gavin bent down and stared at the old man’s eyes with iron-gray eyes: "As you wish, please put all guilt on my head.

As you said, Gavin is dead and the family is preserved. "

He kissed the old man's forehead and laughed, bloody.

Take out the robin's mask from his pocket and put it on his face.

For the first time, there is no gap between the mask and flesh and blood. It really turned into his face, but blood oozes from the hole in the eye and falls down his cheek.

I can't stop it.

The robin laughed, with blood and tears. Pushing the door, he rushed towards that round to ignite his own fire.

The roar sounded from the darkness, and then returned to silence. The roar stopped abruptly, and the roar of the movement would finally dissipate.

In this long dark night, it is destined to know how much blood is buried under the mulch. Accompanied by the enemy and his own bones, with those despair and anger to sleep in the world.

In the darkness, the path of blood flows quietly.

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As dawn was approaching, a small wooden boat sailed out of the hidden harbor and quietly left Avalon.

In the cabin, the battered robin leaned against the wall, looked at his blood-stained hands in silence, and laughed softly. The laughter was hollow and desolate, echoing in the cabin, and finally dissipated in the gloom.

"How long are you going to wait?"

He asked without turning his head: "Should I be cut off?"

"Yes."

In the darkness behind him, the seemingly sleeping young man opened his eyes and looked at his back, with pity in his eyes: "Have you found me a long time ago?"

"No, I don't have the strength to sense my surroundings anymore." Mockingbird lowered his eyes tiredly: "But if I didn't see you along the way, I knew that you were waiting for me here."

"That's it."

Ye Qingxuan sighed and slowly got up: "Gavin, the eldest son of the Adrian family, the president of the student union, the elite of the royal school, entered the Royal Orchestra after graduation, and even became the master's deputy... "

"I know these things better than you. I don't need to read the resume anymore."

"I just want to ask, with your ability, why bother to be a black musician?"

"Yes, why? I want to know too..."

The robin laughed hoarsely, "What I have to say is probably because of the already declining family?

Since the patriarch of the previous generation, this family has been expelled from the top. My father failed to resonate and fell to the point where he would suffocate and die without a wheelchair and breathing apparatus. And Adrian's house, after so many years, there is only an empty shell...except for the name, nothing.

Do you understand? Mr. Holmes, all the education and all the ideas I have received since I was little is to make this family rise again.

For this, I can pay any price-even the destruction of Avalon, as long as the Adrian family can return to the highest peak. Becoming a black musician is just a small part of it. "

"Reinvigorate the family?"

Ye Qingxuan snorted coldly, "Do your father and your younger brother really care about you? Banner even takes you as a thorn in your eyes. Now, isn't it your father who betrayed you by himself?

You gave everything for something that doesn't love you, and you don't love it either. "

"Love or not, is there a difference?"

The robin looked back at him, eyes mocking, seeming to mock him, but also to himself.

"As you can see: a family that exists only in name, treats me as a father who uses tools, hates my brother from the bottom of my heart, this is the only thing I have in this world.

They don't love me, I know, how can they love me? I am their eternal shame.

A illegitimate child born guilty. Had it not been detected that he had such a talent as a musician, he would have been drowned in the gutter a long time ago.

I was raised by a maid, eating my brother’s leftovers, and wearing clothes that can only be touched when I go out. If you get a little dirty, you will be beaten severely. This is very good for me, very good, at least still alive, even if the price is to be a slave for a lifetime... What other options do I have?

I was born with no choice or escape.

Ye Qingxuan. This is my life! "

The robin's mask lifted up, revealing his eyes, the iron-gray ones were stained red with blood, dark and dead, "that's why I...so envy you."

In silence, the young man closed his eyes sadly: "Actually, you didn't have to make so many mistakes."

The answer to him was a dagger full of cracks.

The dagger passed through the corner of Ye Qingxuan's clothes, nailed into the cabin, and broke. The iron piece was broken into the robin's hand and embedded in the palm of his hand. The new blood flowed out and merged into the dried old blood, regardless of each other.

"Enough, Ye Qingxuan."

The Robin looked at him with a fierce look in his eyes: "Don't talk about those ridiculous great truths. Where can I be so compassionate to a dying person?"

Ye Qingxuan was silent, motionless.

"Come on! Ye Qingxuan, what are you waiting for?"

The robin roared, as if going mad, but a trace of pleading fiercely appeared in his eyes: "Enough! Don't pretend to be friends again!"

Look at those eyes. Ye Qingxuan was stunned. After a long time, he showed a bitter smile:

"Yes, vengeful spirits and robin. How can they be friends?"

He lowered his eyes and raised his cane:

"——Gavin, you broke my heart."

The moonlight came on and poured into the robin's shell, rising up, engulfing him like a flame.

In the flames like that hallucination. The blood-stained robin closed its eyes and plunged into endless darkness.

Everything fell into silence.

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When the boat returned to the dock, it was sealed tightly by members of the fifth department.

The lonely boy walked out of the cabin, the cabin behind it was as dead as a tomb. Against the soldiers who rushed into the cabin, he returned to the shore.

It was as if he was very tired, and in those awe-inspiring glances, he sat wearily on the stake, then took off the top hat and threw it aside with the cane.

Someone came up cautiously and said softly: "Mr. Holmes, please..."

The boy was in a daze, as if he hadn't heard it. After a long time, he raised his head and looked at him. Those quiet and dark eyes seemed to have someone's bones buried in them, which was terrifying but frightening, and he dared not look directly.

The visitor bowed his head in awe.

"Any smoke?" the boy asked.

"Huh?"

The person was stunned and reacted quickly. He turned his head and looked behind him. Soon, a pack of crumpled cigarettes was delivered to Ye Qingxuan.

Ye Qingxuan tore open the package awkwardly, picked one out of it, and held it to his lips.

The fire light came on, the light went out, the young man took a deep breath, and exhaled the embers of killing and darkness, his voice hoarse: "You go, let me be quiet."

The visitor dared not say anything, and made a few gestures to his companion. A black cloth bag was carefully removed from the cabin and placed on the carriage~IndoMTL.com~The people in the fifth department withdrew quietly .

On the silent dock, he was the only one left.

Only the faint tidal sound accompanied.

I don't know how long it has passed. Behind him, at the end of the ocean and sky, a faint light lit up, and a round of rising sun quietly jumped up from the ocean tide, sprinkling a faint glow.

The faint light illuminates the lonely figure of the young man.

The long night is over.

It's dawn.

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I want to try to make a list this month. After all, after so long, I haven't dared to ask for a monthly pass. I hope you will have a few more monthly passes, and I will try my best to increase them. (To be continued.)