Sihtric Last Kingdom の小説・ストーリー

The woman’s voice was eerie, sounding at every corner of the room. “We have been working on your blood during the past few hours, and it’s just about time we find out- that you are really the one we’ve been looking for.” The white-haired witch said. Noelle watched with teary eyes, and tired bones as the witch walked towards Silas and crouched down to tilt his chin upward with one of her long fingers. “Hummm, Prince Silas of the Lycorealm kingdom.” The witch uttered, her white eyes gleaming, carrying the white lights that illuminated the cave.

'The back is clear. ***

The king sighed and pushed his chair back away from the table. “I’ll be leaving as well, do enjoy your meal Ms. Briar.” He said politely, as if he wasn’t just speaking of me like a disposable toy. He turned, and followed his son from the dining room. I let out the breath that I had been holding, and finally let the tears fall from my eyes. Moira broke my heart, the prince betrayed me, and the King created a weapon against me. The light at the end of the tunnel was spiraling away from me at the speed of light, and I could feel the walls crashing in from all around me. If I was lucky, they would crush me out of existence.

“They were in our territory. They killed one of us, and we thought we had killed him. How is he, the drunk and the eldest son, still alive?” Listening in on the conversation almost makes me feel bad until Hildi says something that enrages me so much that I mentally put a target on her head. “The Queen can heal your wounds. She healed them and if you want to get at her, kill her kids. She will be mourning so badly that you will easily be able to take her down.” “Does Lawler have an heir to the throne?” As the creature asks the question, I feel I already know the answer. “No, he does not. He is the last of his line. Once he is eliminated and all those humans are dead, the true King can return.

Then as he still had words to say that needed to be heard by all, so he had to be in his human form to speak aloud and clear, Aldric let Ethan’s human form surface, but he remained to speak further. “Send the message to every realm, every Kingdom, every denomination that had to do with the Lycan Kingdom over the years that the True King of the Lycan has come to sit on the throne. And anyone who wishes to witness the death of King Borasco should be here not later than the day after tomorrow.” “Long live the King!” “Long live the King and Queen!” “Share this great news to all! Now go and have your rest for tonight!” Aldric declared.

Eric was somewhat frightened, "Defeated by the chestnut-colored rat. King surrendered." Kristen knows how strong King is; his background is highly mysterious. He often wanted to get to know King but he never once agreed; Father Kristen once said that King's background is not simple; it is best to be friends if possible. He had witnessed that King alone could defeat the spirit beast level 3 in the forest. Hana can defeat the King, which means... Kristen punched herself in the chest to relieve the pain that was swirling. Kristen regrets that if he knew in advance, he would surely love and protect Hana as best he could. Thinking of Hana's cold eyes that day, Kristen's heart hurt even more. He e

I looked for the key to Kiara’s cubicle, but a rush of footsteps startled me. I panicked and dropped the key, making a loud clattering sound. I hurriedly picked it back up and hid behind a pile of hay while holding a blood-soaked screwdriver. When the door opened, someone called out to me in a whisper. It surprised him to see the guard who was now in my cubicle. I popped my head out and realised that it was Alexander. “Lilith, come follow me!” He pulled my hand hurriedly. I held myself back. “I’m not leaving without Kiara. She’s dying, Alex.”

I said in a firm voice and she gave me a pointed look. “The peace treaty was signed by all the kingdoms and they all pay homage to King Kenneth for he is the oldest. This means when news has been raised on the possible presence of a sorcerer, everyone keeps watch and allows the search into their walls.” she explained, “King Kenneth is anything but stupid, trust me when I tell you that by now, your home is being thrown upside down in search of you by King Kenneth's soldiers.” “Chloe, I can't just keep running even when I know I’m innocent, I don't…”

Dizziness and teary eyes overwhelmed her, and she was a complete wreck. The crowd gradually dispersed upon their King's dismissal, leaving him behind for a moment longer. His troubled gaze remained fixed on her, on her imploring eyes seeking mercy—an elusive mercy he could not grant. With a final glance, he rose, following his son Ubbe, who wore a similar troubled expression. In the face of King Ragnar's unwavering decision, Sophie turned to Aslaug, finding sorrow mirrored in her eyes. As Aslaug walked away, so did her friends Helen and Yelda, leaving Sophie utterly alone.