bestfiction Chapter 524 Cruel Sunset
Chapter 524 Cruel Sunset
De Ling did not go to see Persila.
She sent her subordinates to inquire about the news. She heard her subordinates say that Musa was holding Persila's hand and refused to let go, and that Musa had injured the eagle sent by the king to monitor Persila.
De Ling touched her erect belly and prayed that Persila would not die just like that, but she knew that once Persila told Musa about the past, Musa would definitely kill her.
She began to regret having contact with Musa. If she had been killed by an enemy, she wouldn't have felt much regret, but if it had been Musa... if it had been Musa, she wouldn't have fought back.
She initially felt jealousy and guilt towards Musa, then sympathy, and then she began to take on Persila's responsibilities and compensate for Persila's negligence.
She is atonement.
De Ling never fell asleep. She had the same dream over and over again over the years.
Countless diaries fell in front of her and then spontaneously combusted. Smoke slithered into her nose and ears like snakes, her earlobes sprayed with steam, and her nose began to water.
She always felt that she could bear all the consequences. She was a cold-blooded and selfish female eagle. She was not ashamed of her desire to climb up, and she didn't care whether it would hurt others.
That's how it was originally.
But at that time, "Musa" was just a symbol, a strange female eagle that she had never seen and was too far away from her. And she was a princess of the royal family who was about to be married off. Her value could only be sent out to create more value for Lanier.
She was a gift of little value, and if she didn't want to be discarded, she had to desperately prove herself useful. Her mother died young, her father was a cruel king, and even when her half-brother became the new king, her position remained unchanged.
She wasn't pretty enough, not smart enough to change her fate, had no helpers, no protection, and no one liked her. She thought, even after many years, she still wouldn't be liked. She was the most ordinary female eagle, without halo, without divine gift, without change.
It doesn't matter, she will arm herself, she will play with fate, she will keep flying upwards in the difficult Lanier, and no eagle can stop her.
However, regret was like a long, thin snake, strangling her throat.
The full moon hangs high in the sky.
In the middle of the night, De Ling received the news that Persila had woken up. Her heart suddenly relaxed, but it sank again the next second.
Persilla was just a flash in the pan.
Percilla will die tomorrow.
Despite this, Persila still refused to see Musa, as if making Musa suffer was her lifelong wish.
De Ling felt as if a knife was twisting in her mouth, and the taste of blood rose from her throat. She hurried to the bathroom and vomited violently.
De Ling leaned against the wall, the light hovering around her feet.
The autumn wind was always so loud that she felt she had lived in it for a long time, so long that she could always feel the edge of winter, but she could never wait for it to arrive. The ghosts of autumn were wandering outside, they had no home, and they could not leave this long autumn.
De Ling felt that the moon was black, symbolizing pain and death, and the disturbing moonlight was moving slowly, and ultimately, it pointed directly to sin.
Deling tucked her toes in to avoid the speck of light hitting her. She wasn't a moral eagle, but she knew she had caused the tragedy.
The day might be about to break, but she was not sleepy at all. She looked up at the bright lights, and she was thinking of that dusk many years ago.
...Pescila never betrayed Musa.
It was she who proposed the conspiracy and told the lies.
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De Ling still remembers her dilemma: she was destined to marry a sadistic man whose ten wives had already died, and she would be the eleventh, having just come of age.
For Lanier, the identity of a princess means more pain.
She had always lived a poor life and she was unwilling to die like this. But she knew that if she could not show her value, she would not be able to change her fate.
But what can she do?
She herself didn't know. When she was at her wit's end, she saw a turning point.
That's Persilla.
Musa is about to become a beast warrior in a foreign country. The king cannot allow a female eagle to become a beast warrior. His country cannot have such a strong destabilizing factor.
At first, the king wanted to kill Musa directly, but the assassins he sent could not even touch the corner of Musa's clothes. The king then wanted to put pressure on Musa from outside, but Musa was well protected by external organizations.
The king hated Musa very much, but he couldn't kill her, and the situation came to a stalemate.
It was at this time that she found her opportunity.
She told the king that she could help, but she did not want to marry or leave the royal family. She wanted freedom, status, and the power that many eagles were born with.
In exchange, she can ensure that Musa does not become a Beast Warrior.
The king agreed.
The king asked her what she could do.
She had investigated Musa in advance and knew about Musa's life in Lanier.
She looked at the king and gave her answer without hesitation.
"Persila. She is Musa's mother. If we control her, Musa will belong to us. This is my method."
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The king despised Persilla. He offered her money, status, and a good husband, as he saw fit. He thought this would persuade Persilla to bring her daughter back.
But Persilla remained unmoved. He sneered and spat at the eagle sent by the king to persuade him.
The king then realized that Persilla was a mother, the kind of great mother that Rainier admired, one who would sacrifice everything for her children.
The king began to torture Priscilla, he broke Priscilla's mind and body. But Priscilla never gave in, she was as hard as a stone on the Patriat.
It was at this time that De Ling appeared beside Persila. She would treat Persila's wounds and secretly help Persila. She told Persila that she was a poor princess and was forced to be sent here because she was of the same age as Musa. The king felt that she could make Persila compromise.
But she swore to Persila that she would not persuade Persila to compromise. She stood on Persila's side. She felt that Persila was a great mother and she longed to have such a mother.
Slowly, bit by bit, she gained Persilla's trust.
In such a high-pressure environment, Persila had only her as a companion, and Persila would always trust her. But when Persila trusted her and showed a little weakness, De Ling knew that Persila would soon collapse.
The king had made a fake image stone. Even Deling could see the poor quality of the image, but Persila firmly believed it. She felt that Musa had betrayed her and she didn't need to hold on any longer.
De Ling was a little surprised, but soon, Persila whispered to her that this was just a temporary measure. She was almost out of strength to breathe, and she wanted to pretend to compromise first and then deal with the king.
At this time, De Ling began to be really jealous of Musa because Musa had a smart mother who tried her best to protect her.
Deling likes Persila, but this does not prevent her from carrying out her plan.
She had calculated that once Persila opened her mouth, there would be no turning back. All eagles were like this, and so were humans. After experiencing the feeling of soaring in the sky, no eagle would find it blissful to land on the ground.