Chapter 33 Chapter Thirty-Two

I looked at him in shock, and saw that the deep-rooted calmness and composure on his face were gone, and his fingers trembling slightly as they ran around my hair. I put my arms around him, oh Satan, this is never the time to be weak, I need you to be brave and strong! But what I said was: "I will never leave you." I put my arms around his neck and said involuntarily, "Never." "You left me many times." He murmured in my ear, his hurt tone like a broken glass eggshell. "I went to look for you." I heard my own answer, although I didn't expect what I would say, "but when I tried my best to hide my identity and sneaked into the 'Kingdom Under the Waves' again, you were no longer there That's why I went to your world to find you. It took me some time..."

D in his arms trembled violently.He pushed me away and stared into my face. "You know? Or..." He paused for a second, "You remember?" There were a thousand voices in my head screaming for me to shut up immediately, but I continued without hesitation. "Later, I finally found out that you had defected to the King of Hungary." I didn't know what I was talking about, "But when I arrived at Brown Castle, I was still one step too late..." "Enough." He showed a disgusted expression, his delicate face twisted in sudden pain, it was obvious that he didn't want to recall this detail.

I don't want to either.But I must know the truth. "No one is forcing you to marry her." I said softly, adding insult to injury. "I didn't marry her!" He retorted immediately. "I heard your oath, don't lie to me." I bit my lips, even though I knew better than anyone that in today's situation, it is not wise to settle old scores.Especially a muddled account that has been silent for more than six hundred years and has already gone moldy.But if I could hold back, I wouldn't be Odile anymore.Not to mention, Lotbar has been resurrected, and the Demon Twins are about to rule the world - which means we're all going to die, aren't we?I don't think it's too much to figure this out before dying.

"That's not wedding vows at all!" D raised his voice.I heard the undisguised anger in his voice, but I had to go on obnoxiously. "You were at church." I forced the accusation through my teeth. "It's true that we were in a church, but few people would hold a wedding in a church at that time." D sighed, the color of his eyes dimmed, "So you didn't remember everything..." "Do I think it has something to do with this?" The suppressed anger suddenly broke out, and I didn't know where the courage came from. I shouted at him, "You married her, not me! Brown Castle is her dowry to you!"

"You're wrong." D shook his head wearily, "It's not like that. All of this is Magash's conspiracy. I shouldn't believe him, let alone go to him. In fact, you have already reminded me, just In that situation, I had nowhere to go.” "Marry a wife and give away a house. Your 'adopted brother' has done a pretty good job." D ignored my sarcasm: "Vera has nothing to do with me either. She needs someone to restrain my strength for her use, that's all." "Don't mention her! I don't want to hear her name come out of your mouth!"

"Ilona. At that time her name was Ilona." He looked into my eyes, "I repeat, I did not swear to marry her before any god, neither her nor mine. We just Just a couple in name. I never loved her." "A couple in name?" I sneered, "But you haven't divorced for six hundred years, have you? She is still your legal wife." "We've never been married before, how can there be a divorce?" D raised his voice again, and I knew he was really angry, "I'll say it again for the last time, it's just a ceremony to conclude a contract, it has nothing to do with marriage at all! Nothing to do! It's just a trap!"

"This 'contract' is still valid today, isn't it?" The sarcasm in my voice made him squeeze his lips together.For a split second, I thought he might slap me, or turn around and walk away.But he did neither. "It won't work after I die." Finally, he let out a long sigh, relaxing the nerves in his face that had been tensed since I brought up the subject. "You were dead before then." I was still reluctant. "I mean the widely accepted date, fourteen years after I became what I was." I froze for a moment, confused by this unfamiliar year.Because Vera's sudden appearance in Brown Castle made me panic, I didn't ask Morpheus to reproduce what happened later for me.

"In the beginning, I spent a few years in Hungary." He continued, "I was scared, I didn't know how to face myself, and I couldn't control my power. For the so-called shelter , I just numbly carried out all the tasks assigned by the king. In order to conceal my age, I put on a fake beard..." "A beard like your adoptive father Hunyadi?" I seemed to suddenly understand something. D smiled slightly: "But I never went back to Wallachia until later..." He paused, the smile on his face disappeared, "My brother died." "Radu?"

He nodded: "The king thought this was a good opportunity to take Wallachia back under Hungarian control, so he ordered me to send troops immediately and sit on the throne of Wallachia." "Your third reign." I remember reading about this history in a book, but my instinct told me that, like everything else that happened around D, it wasn't true. "That was my only chance." D sighed, "but it wasn't about ruling Wallachia. At that time, I had no interest in power disputes in the world. I just wanted to escape. Escape from Hungary, escape from Castle Bran, escape from Magash."

"Magash is just a mortal." I frowned, not understanding why the other party looked afraid when he mentioned this name. "He is a dragon knight." D shook his head, "His father, Hunyadi, was the illegitimate son of the founder of the Dragon Knight Order, and Magash was the only surviving son of Hunyadi. The most capable king in the history of Hunyadi and one of the most capable monarchs in Europe. None of this is accidental, let alone luck." "You adore him." "At that time I was afraid of him. In other words, I was not afraid of him, but the organization behind him. I was terribly afraid."

I frowned tightly again.Because I never thought that D would confess his weakness to me in person. He went on. "So when Magash sent me to Wallachia, I knew that would be my only chance. For fourteen years, I have become very familiar with my power, and I have not hesitated to use it. At that time, Vera , no, Ilona, ​​gradually lost control of me. One day I said to her: 'Tomorrow I will die on the battlefield. Go and tell King Magash that you have confirmed my death with your own eyes. No bones remain. If you don't Tell him like this, then I will also find a way to leave. At that time, you will be even more unable to explain to him.'” "She agrees?" "She has no way to disagree. She is more afraid of that organization than me." "She is actually related to the Dragon Knights? You, no, they, shouldn't you hate witches?" "Yes. She was originally a death row prisoner they captured." D nodded, using the third-person pronoun I corrected, naturally excluding himself, "Magash pardoned her, but this is not a noble act .That kid is very cunning, what he values ​​is her predictive ability, and uses it for himself." D sighed again, "Anyway, she owes Magash a life. She has to do what he wants, Otherwise, anyone in the Knights will kill her." "So this is the truth? You went away and she...returned?" "She's dead," D told me calmly. "She's dead?" I chagrined at my tone.Shouldn't I be jumping for joy when Vera is dead?Why do I have an inexplicable sympathy for her now? "How did she die?" I asked. "Magash knew she was lying. He killed her."