Odd Containment Specialist.

Chapter 314 Father Killing Son Ceremony

"Why do you want to seal Alice?" Xia Shou asked.

"We didn't think about it that way." Dudley looked up in surprise.

No. 58 immediately said: "He is lying."

Xia Shou raised his hand, and a person kneeling next to him spontaneously caught fire. A shrill scream rang in his ears, and Dudley stood there in a daze.

Then the second man started to burn, and Dudley suddenly shouted, "I'll tell you! I'll tell you!!"

He turned his head to look at the two people whose shouts were gradually weakening, and then turned his head again to cast a pleading look at Xia Shou. Then, Xia Shou's voice came from the distorted invisible shadow: "Why are you looking at me? Keep talking."

Dudley was almost in despair. He realized that this man had no intention of using force to force them to tell the truth. Killing was killing, and they had no room for negotiation with the other party.

"To escape the tragic fate of the royal family," Dudley said.

"Go on, tell me everything." Xia Shou ordered.

Dudley glanced at No. 58 and began to tell from the beginning everything that their royal family knew about Alice.

According to the royal inheritance records, Alice has been a royal maid since a long time ago, responsible for serving each generation of kings.

But the family's written records are not very specific about Alice, and their credibility is not high. After all, who would allow a book to record their suspicious things? The description of Alice in the family chronicles is only the fragments of Alice's words that she allowed the royal family to record in writing.

What is truly worth referring to is the personal experience of the royal family members.

Among the royal family members, the first person to come into contact with Alice was Dudley's uncle Hindley, the younger brother of Dudley's father.

For a long time, their royal family has had a special inheritance ceremony called the father killing son sacrifice ceremony.

On weekdays, Alice was just an ordinary maid. She arranged all the food and daily life of the royal family, did the laundry, prepared banquets, and arranged the itineraries of the royal family. She did everything a maid should do in an orderly manner, and her contribution to the royal family far exceeded what a maid should do.

She can even educate future generations of the royal family on behalf of them, and her performance is impeccable in every aspect.

She is humble, respectful, and obedient, and is responsible for facilitating the sacrificial ceremony at the most critical period of each generation.

The content of the ceremony is very simple. The father has to kill his most trusted and beloved son.

The ceremony itself is not complicated, but the rules involving emotions have given the British royal family a deformed shackle. As a son, he does not desire the love and trust of his father, and even feels betrayal.

The betrayal and indifference from his son in turn fueled the father's suspicion and jealousy. When he learned about the beginning of the curse, the shackles of suspicion became stronger and stronger, making it difficult for both parties to break free and escape.

If the ceremony is not completed, the king will have to pay an extremely painful and terrifying price. Only Alice knows the price behind this, but just the final result is enough to shock the successor king.

During the long years of royal inheritance, the relationship between the king and his son has evolved many times. At first, it was disguise and concealment. The father concealed the existence of the father-son killing ritual from his descendants, and even would not let his son know the truth until the last moment of the ritual.

But secrets are always difficult to keep, as if there is some mysterious force causing the secrets to be revealed.

There have been kings in history who tried to alleviate the pain of killing their beloved children by reproducing widely.

A large number of offspring can not only ease the king's pain of losing his son, but also prevent him from panicking even if the children are aware of the existence of the ceremony. After all, the larger the number of people, the smaller the probability. If a king has a hundred sons, the probability of being chosen is only one percent.

This idea once allowed the royal family to enter a brief period of peace, but the final result was that a large number of royal bloodlines defected and disappeared, leaving only a few people. In the end, the so-called descendants of a hundred people also became a deceptive strategy.

Dudley was a little reserved at first, but gradually his narration became fluent, and in the end he could talk fluently.

"This is the curse... It's the curse that the British royal family has always been carrying!" Dudley smiled with a twitching mouth.

His uncle Hendry remained silent.

Dudley suddenly turned to look at his uncle and said in a rebuking tone: "Hendry, you shouldn't hate my father, even if he did that to you, and I hate him more than you do!"

"Your Majesty, I have never hated my brother." Hendry sighed. Dudley nodded, as if he accepted this statement, but also as if he didn't care about this answer at all.

He looked at Xia Shou, then at Charles I, and asked with a sad expression: "Charles, do you think I am happy as a king?"

Charles I did not answer. Although he finally knew the secret hidden by the real royal family, he still did not agree with it in his heart.

He scoffed at Dudley's question.

How could this guy ask such a question? Of course you are happy. The more favored brother died, so the old king naturally gave the throne to the second favorite son. After all, you are also favored by your father.

Dudley turned his head and looked at his brothers and sisters, as well as his nieces and nephews behind him.

“A son loved by his father must die, and all of you think that the second most favored child will inherit the throne.

I used to think so too, but the same fate happened to the next king.

When I, as the new king, put myself in my father's shoes, I finally understood my father's original thoughts."

The king wished that his other sons could die in place of his favorite one, but he couldn't do it.

He could only blame this sin on his other sons and on himself.

Thus, the throne under his buttocks also became a vicious curse. Naturally, the king would not pass the throne to his second favorite son, but would let the most hated and least favored child bear this vicious curse.

Once knowing this, how could the new king not hate the old king?
But even though they hate it, they still have to continue along the path that the old king once walked.

It was as if Dudley already had a candidate for the throne in his mind, the guy he hated the most, who was not like him at all, cowardly, hypocritical, indecisive, but not kind at all.

Let such a weak king bear this curse. Even if he becomes king, he will not be able to harm his other powerful and intelligent brothers.

But when Dudley thought that he was also chosen by his father in this way, his soul was almost taken over by madness.

But he was still relieved.

Hasn't it been like this for thousands of years?
The royal bloodline and crown were passed down from generation to generation in such a deformed and twisted relationship. Each king was the person that the previous king considered most suitable to bear this painful and vicious fate. Although other brothers and sisters were not kings, they could still enjoy the glory and honor brought by the royal family.

The King of Britain hated his father, hated each of his brothers and sisters, and hated himself.

Someone has to wear the crown and someone has to sit on the throne, it's just my bad luck.

Dudley was silent for a while, then suddenly took a breath and perked up.

"But this cursed fate does not have to continue forever! There is still a chance, and now is the chance! Lord Xia Shou from the Ming Dynasty, if you are on our side, please help us cut off the chains of this vicious fate!
If not... then..."

Dudley was stunned for a while, then laughed like a clown: "Then it would be good to kill all the royal family."

For such a disgusting and twisted family, this seems to be a happy ending.

Xia Shou stroked his chin and looked up, thinking.

At least now he knew what Alice had done in the past.

But why would Alice do such a thing?
"What is the purpose of this sacrificial ceremony?" Xia Shou asked.

"Who knows." Dudley's attitude was a bit desperate, as if he had put life and death aside, and slowly lost his awe of Xia Shou, which made the other royals kneeling on the ground tremble with fear.

Hendry immediately interrupted and answered for Dudley: "Although I'm not sure, it should be related to the legend of King Arthur!"

(End of this chapter)