Chapter 428 I like to kill people in my dreams

Chapter 428 I like to kill people in my dreams

This question made Sharon, who was always calm, look strange, and her cheeks were faintly flushed.

But before Sharon could say anything, Audrey closed her eyes, muttered drunken words, and her face showed a drunken posture.

Sharon stared at Audrey, trying to figure out whether she was really drunk or pretending to be drunk, whether she was drunk now or just now.

In the end, Sharon did not answer this question, but just watched Audrey and the other two leave in silence.

Audrey, who got on the carriage, turned sideways and lifted a corner of the carriage curtain, and her cheeks immediately flushed.

She didn't know why she suddenly asked such a question. Fortunately, she pretended to be drunk to avoid embarrassment for both parties.

The only pity was that Miss Sharon did not answer her question in the end.

Late at night, Sharon did not return to the mirror tonight, but stood in front of the window sill, like a puppet, quietly thinking about Audrey's question tonight.

On the other side, Hastur took a bath and returned to the room early on the pretext of being drunk tonight.

He took out a pocket watch inlaid with an emerald and looked at the time. It was already half past eleven.

There was only half an hour left until twelve o'clock.

"There should be enough time."

Hastur lay on the bed and fell asleep. He came to the Hall of Stars. He looked down at the stars for a while and then descended on the Star Container again.

During this time, he had let the Star Container leave the God-forsaken Land and return to Loen, hiding in a place only he knew, waiting for his call at any time.

The new year should naturally have a new look.

Then, he should also give that Covington II a New Year's gift. Since he is a thief, he is naturally good at killing people in dreams.

...

Backlund, Covington II's new palace has been completed. Tonight, he is hosting a banquet for the entire upper-class nobles of Loen.

The lights and the ball are far more luxurious than George III in the world.

King Govington II stood on the high platform, with a powerful extraordinary person from the Loen royal family beside him. He looked down at the Loen nobles below, and was very satisfied. He asked someone to fill a glass of fine wine for him and drank it all.

During the New Year last year, he was also one of the people below for people to admire. Now, he stood on the high platform where only the king could stand, enjoying the most supreme power in the whole Loen.

The entire Loen Kingdom began to move because of his will, except for the restless South Wales County and the Earl Hasta Campbell.

Every time he thought of the young earl, his heart seemed to be shrouded in a layer of haze. No matter how good his original mood was, he would suddenly become worried and panic.

When Zarat helped him predict the future, he emphasized to remind him that he must pay special attention to this person.

In fact, it also proved that the prophecy given by Zarat was true and credible.

He really didn't have any particularly good methods for the Earl Hasta Campbell, and now he needed him to protect the safety of the coast of South Wales.

King Covington II was in a bad mood again. He asked someone to pour him another glass of wine, took a sip, left the platform, and returned to the study. He planned to rest for a while, and then when twelve o'clock came, he would come out to give a speech to end the New Year's banquet tonight.

Two powerful extraordinary people from the Loen royal family had been following him closely. There were also three bishops from the Three Gods Church nearby. William I's eyes were also on him, and his defense was excellent.

King Covington II didn't think that an assassin could come to him alive. He leaned on the sofa cushion and closed his eyes to rest for a while.

He had a rare dream tonight.

In the dream, he sat on the throne that everyone was paying attention to, surrounded by nobles from the Loen Kingdom and archbishops from the Three Gods Church.

He had successfully annexed the entire Feysac Empire and sent troops to continuously conquer the surrounding kingdoms. Even the Republic of Intis was defeated and surrendered in his hands.

He unified the entire northern continent and was ready to start building a large number of warships to conquer the southern continent in one fell swoop through war.

If successful, he would be the greatest monarch of the northern and southern continents.

Even William I, who founded the Kingdom of Loen, did not have such dazzling achievements as himself.

Govington II looked down from above and saw that the annoying Earl Hasta Campbell also appeared in his dream.

This cast a layer of haze over his originally good mood.

But soon, the corners of his mouth slightly raised. Since he could not solve the problem of Earl Hasta Campbell in the real world, he would cut off his head in the dream world!

If he was not satisfied once, he would kill him ten times or a hundred times!

He gave an order with a cold face, and the surrounding soldiers gathered and dragged Earl Hasta Campbell out of the crowd of nobles.

Someone knelt down to plead for Earl Hasta Campbell. It was Earl Hall.

Seeing this, Govington II sneered. Even in the dream, Earl Hall would always protect Earl Hasta Campbell. The feelings were really deep.

It seems that the rumors are true. Earl Hall really wants to entrust his daughter, Backlund's most dazzling gem, to Hastur.

"Come forward, executioner, and execute the traitor Earl Hastur Campbell by slow slicing!" Covington II gave the order expressionlessly, and then said: "Anyone who pleads for him will be executed together!"

When the executioner appeared with a machete, ready to chop him down, Hastur, who was pinned down by the soldiers, suddenly burst into action.

He grabbed the sword from the executioner's hand and killed all the soldiers around him.

Then, dragging the bloody sword, he walked step by step from the steps to the high platform where Govington II was.

Govington II just watched with cold eyes. He was not only surrounded by soldiers, but also by the bishops of the Three Gods Church and the powerful Beyonders from the Loen royal family.

"Hehasta Campbell, you are indeed the traitor who brought trouble to our Kingdom of Loen. Even in your dreams, you are still full of rebellion!"

Govington II sneered and continued to watch the melee ahead, watching Hastur become more and more courageous as he fought, blood-stained five or ten steps until the quick kill penetrated in front of him.

William I, who had gone into seclusion, appeared out of thin air and stood between Hastur and him.

Govington II bowed and saluted William I, and then stepped back a certain distance.

The arrival of the ancestor William I was enough to suppress all rebellions.

Govington II just glanced at the battle situation and then looked in the direction of the senior officials of the Three Gods Church.

Haha, even in a dream, these three gods still won't help him.

It's a pity that the Loen royal family does not have its own true god, otherwise...

Govington II did not let himself think anymore. He should do as little as possible to offend the gods, and he should not think too much.

He withdrew his eyes and looked at Hastur, who was fighting with William I, and his expression gradually became surprised.

Could it be that in his subconscious mind, he thinks that Hastur can be compared with his ancestor William I?

No, how come Hastur is still alive, and it seems that he is gradually overpowering his ancestor William I.

Govington II couldn't help but start to panic. William I, who was soon forced to retreat by Hastur, retreated in front of him and shouted quickly to leave.

He hesitated for a moment, but finally chose to leave here quickly.

But the feeling of suffocation in my heart is getting stronger and stronger. This is obviously my dream, but I can't become the master here. Instead, I am still being chased by Hastur.

This feeling is really terrible!

But he had to escape because he saw his ancestor William I in a state of embarrassment, holding back Hastur for himself.

The ancestors also began to lose.

Only the gods can save myself at this moment.

Govington II looked towards the direction of the higher-ups of the Three Gods Church. Vaguely, he seemed to see three illusory and blurry figures standing in mid-air, overlooking the scene from a high position.

Is that the goddess of night, the lord of storms, the god of steam and machinery?

He subconsciously wanted to ask the gods for help, but this was his dream. Was he willing to let the gods always be above him in the dream?

Govington II gritted his teeth and finally did not choose to bow to the gods.

He ran all the way from the throne to the palace corridor and then to the back garden.

Suddenly he felt a chill behind him and couldn't help but look back. He saw Hastur, the murderer, chasing after him with a bloody sword in his hand, and he was getting closer and closer.

He couldn't escape at all, so he simply stopped, turned around, and looked head-on at Hastur, who was chasing him.

"I didn't expect that I would be so embarrassed in the dream." Govington II's face was full of unwillingness and resentment. Unfortunately, his clenched fists did not have the power to fight the enemy.

"When you choose to target me, you should know that you can't escape this day no matter what."

"Haha, shouldn't you kill him? Do you dare to say that the deaths of the three Grand Dukes of Southwell have nothing to do with you?"

"They did all die because of me." Hastur nodded.

"Ha, then you deserve to die even more!"

Govington II stood upright like this, trying to die as a king.

This is just a dream. He doesn't want to die cowardly in his dream. Even if he dies, he is still the king of the Loen Kingdom!

"It's a pity that you died in front of me after all."

Hastur raised the big sword with blood on the blade high, and cut it down heavily under the fearful and resentful eyes of Govington II.

Bones.

Govington II's head fell to the ground, rolling on the ground with blood. His eyes widened and his facial expression was distorted, as if he was extremely unwilling to die.

Hastur threw away the big knife in his hand, took out a piece of paper and wiped his hands. He never looked at the three illusory and blurry figures in the air, but directly left the dream world of Govington II.