After the newborn Goddess of Darkness appeared in the court, she disappeared once again.

She did not perform miracles among the populace to recruit and convert believers, nor did she try to contact other powerful people in the city, as if she had disappeared into thin air.

Although the queen was very interested in the goddess who called herself Musa, she did not have much energy to care about anything else in the final days of Kirwyn's return, and devoted herself to the plan to "assassinate the tyrant".

In order to make this plan foolproof, she made a pretense to inform everyone to prepare a grand triumphal ceremony, to gather those who had not yet fallen to her, and to ensure that they could be separated from their soldiers during the assassination.

But anyone with a modicum of military and political common sense understands that the greatest threat to an army is not whether it is well equipped, let alone trained, but the brain that is responsible for defining strategy and issuing orders.

If you can control the brain, then no matter how large the army, will be in a mess in a short time, and it will not be able to organize an effective counterattack.

Of course, there must be a prerequisite for this to happen, and that is to have a good excuse.

Unfortunately, Kirwin, who had always liked to create and highlight his identity and status, happened to be very keen to see the reception and his subjects warmly welcome him, whether they were willing or afraid to give in.

Because it all means the solidity of rights!

Meaning that no one dares to challenge their own supreme authority!

When the tyrant's procession arrived near the city gates, the long-prepared band began to play, and the guard of honor stood on either side of the red carpet in gorgeous silver armor.

In addition, at least 5,000 people were evicted from their homes, shouting welcome slogans in anger.

As for the queen, she stood behind the iron gates of the inner city in white dress, staring at the man in the distance who filled her with hatred.

She knows very well that today is the moment to decide her fate, and if she succeeds, she can naturally say anything, but once she fails, then the end will never be much better than those girls in the dungeon who have been ravaged by tyrants to the sanity market, or even completely crazy.

Kirwin didn't care if she had noble blood, only betrayal.

Just as the Queen's mind began to diverge, considering where she would flee if the assassination failed, Isolt, who had always shrouded herself in a wide cloak, suddenly reminded: "Your Majesty, you had better be happy, or at least reduce Kirwin's alertness." After all, half of his survival is due to his keen sixth sense. If he perceives something and refuses to step into the gates, all the arrangements we have made will be in vain. ”

"Don't worry, I know what to do. ”

The queen quickly came to her senses and pulled down her already low neckline to make sure it reflected her amazing career line and replaced it with a slightly playful smile of pride.

At the moment when the tyrant rode to the outer gate, she immediately took the initiative to step forward, lifted her skirt and bowed slightly: "Welcome back, my dear husband." How's it going, is the crusade against the rebellion going well?"

"Thank you for your concern, it went quite smoothly. At a small cost, the Dark Church has been completely wiped out and can no longer pose any threat. Kerrwyn replied meaningfully.

It is not difficult to see from those guarded eyes that he regarded this ordinary greeting as a temptation, and was unwilling to reveal the truth at all.

But it's no wonder!

The relationship between the two is not so much a "husband and wife", but rather an "enemy" who takes what he needs.

If one of them loses its power or use value, then the other party will definitely choose to turn the other face without hesitation, or even stab him in the back with a fatal stab.

"Ahh Come, the ceremony is ready for the nobility and subjects of this country to cheer and celebrate for you. As she spoke, the queen stretched out her arm and motioned for the "tyrant" to come over and take her right hand.

At the same time, the officers who were ambushed on the walls of the city tensed all their nerves, and their bodies were already soaked with sweat.

You must know that it is one thing to hide in the shadows and plot a conspiracy, but when it comes to execution, it is another.

Too many surprises!

Too many special cases!

It will bankrupt the seemingly foolproof plan in an instant!

So before cutting off the other party's head, he kept telling himself in his heart that he must not take it lightly.

In fact, not only him, but also more than 200 cronies and soldiers around him were also trembling, and the palms of the hands holding the bow and crossbow were full of sweat.

In any case, the name of Kerwin's tyrant has resounded across the continent.

No matter how much the nobles despised his origins, how much they proclaimed his rudeness and cruelty, they could not erase that he was a powerful and powerful ruler.

In this way, time passed minute by minute......

Kirwin stood in the doorway on horseback, with a strange expression on his face, as if thinking about something, and never took a step further.

It was a full two or three minutes before he smiled and asked, "Why did you think of holding a grand triumphal ceremony for me?"

"Isn't that the duty of a wife?" replied the queen with a straight face.

"Obligation?hehe, is it also the duty of a wife to have private meetings with other men behind her husband's back?" Kerwin mercilessly lifted the scar that would make most men unspeakable.

After all, he is not a good man and a woman, but he firmly believes that nothing is done to be courteous, either a traitor or a thief.

This obviously deliberate act of flattering undoubtedly aroused the most sensitive nerves in his heart.

"Oh, who did you listen to?" said the Queen, raising her eyebrows in surprise.

To be honest, she never expected that the other party would actually publicize this kind of scandal that should have been handled privately in public.

"Hmph, what, you're weak-hearted, where are the young men who had a private meeting with you, and they're so frightened that they're hiding?" said Kirwyn with a sneering and sarcastic.

"I think you're mistaking something! I'm just picking some of the right talent for this country, not as dirty as you might think. If you suspect me of infidelity, we can get a divorce, right?" the queen raised her chin, her eyes glinting with anger.

Of course, it's all acting.

She desperately wants to provoke the tyrant and then make the other party lose their minds and rush through the city gates.

It doesn't take much, as long as you advance another ten or twenty meters, the iron gate used to block the enemy's attack can be directly lowered, isolating the target from the army outside.

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