Above the Pirate King

Varta, who had just heard the news, almost collapsed on the spot!

Fortunately, he is a king, and his ability to accept is relatively strong, and he soon recovered, but his mood... If he had to use one sentence to describe it, then it would be ten thousand grass mud horses galloping past!

at this time.

The shadow in front of Varta sitting on the bed suddenly boiled silently.

The next moment, a black shadow man with a mask slowly emerged from his shadow.

It was Arthur's shadow!

Ever since he met Varta in Marie Gioia's elevator that day, Arthur's shadow has been attached to Varta's shadow, and has been following him!

The reason why Binjack kidnapped Varta was also the news passed to him by Arthur, including the map that Arthur used his shadow to detect and give to Binjack!

As for how Arthur got in touch with Bin Jack...

When Sebastian tried to kidnap Arthur that day, Arthur slapped him hard and stuffed a business card into his trousers. After that, the two got in touch!

"who are you?"

Seeing the shadow man suddenly appearing in front of him, Varta was so frightened that he jumped onto the bed, using his hands and feet, and retreated crazily, but the size of the bed was always limited, and he quickly retreated to the wall against which the bed was leaning. Side, can no longer retreat!

He could only lean against the wall and look at the shadow man with a strange mask in front of him in horror.

"You don't remember me?" A devil-like three-dimensional voice came from the mouth of the shadow wearing a strange mask. This voice made Varta's hair stand on end, and cold sweat drenched.

"You... you... who the hell?" Varta asked with a trembling voice.

"Hehe! Who am I?" Arthur chuckled and said, "Let me give you a hint, doctor!"

doctor……

Upon hearing this word, thousands of thoughts flashed through Varta's mind.

A flash of light!

King of St. Martin, Pendragon Arthur...

The name suddenly appeared in his mind.

"You are... King Arthur of the Kingdom of St. Martin?" Varta asked hesitantly.

Arthur nodded. .

After confirming it, Varta was not so afraid!

He took a deep breath, relieved his nervousness, and asked with a complicated expression, "Why? Why did you do this? I think I have nothing to do to you, but I have lost a lot because of you. Why do you want to kill them all? "

"Do you hate me?" Arthur didn't answer his words, but asked coldly.

"Uh..." At this moment, Varta thought a lot, and then, with a wry smile, said, "I understand!"

This time I understood, I carried a lot of things, including helplessness, unwillingness, hatred, understanding of the cause and effect of this incident, etc., but in the end everything turned into relief.

Because he knew that he couldn't run away today.

"The moment you hate me, it will decide your fate!" Arthur said lightly.

"I understand all of this, but can you agree to my two requests before I die?" Varta said looking at Arthur with an expectant expression.

Arthur shrugged, and said indifferently, "Anyway, it's not too late, tell me, I'll listen, as for whether you can agree, it depends on the situation!"

"Can you let my son go?" Varta said in a begging tone.

Arthur thought for a while, nodded and agreed, "Yes!"

The reason why Arthur agreed to him was very simple, because his son was Walpo!

Arthur has always been very tolerant of kings like Walpo. He wished there were more such kings, so why would he be willing to kill him?

"Thank you!" Varta said gratefully, then took a deep breath, changed his voice, and said, "Finally, can you make me die more decently?"

"Oh? How do you want to behave decently?" Arthur asked curiously.

Varta didn't speak, but stood up from the bed, picked up the quilt, "hissed", and tore off a long strip of cloth.

Afterwards, he got out of the bed, took a stool, placed the stool in the center of the room, then stood up, and threw the strip of cloth that he had torn off before.

The strip was hung from a hook on the roof, and he finally tied the strip in a knot.

After pulling twice to confirm the hardness of the cloth, he got off the stool, took a few steps back, and straightened his clothes.

Looking at the cloth strip in front of him, he forced a smile on his face, and his eyes couldn't help turning red.

At this moment, he thought a lot.

When I was young, every time I acted like a baby in the arms of my father, queen and queen.

When I was a teenager, every time I was praised by my teacher, I would show off in front of my father and queen mother who had gray temples.

In his youth, when he ascended the throne, he was in high spirits.

During the middle age, when I stayed up late every day and worked hard for the development of the kingdom.

Finally, with a solemn expression on his face, like a king, one step, two steps, three steps, stepped on the chair with firm steps, took a deep breath, and put his head on the cloth in the article.

Seeing this scene, Arthur stopped talking, but silently stepped forward and helped him pull the chair under his feet.