Online Games: Opening Confession of Underage Noble Daughter

Gwen walked into a room and looked at the corner of the room.

Her father, Angus, still looked dull.

Sitting on his knees in the room, his eyes were dimmed, and he looked at the sky stupidly.

He has been like this for many days.

Neither eat nor drink.

If it weren't for Angus' extremely strong physical fitness to support him.

Now, he would have starved to death on the floor.

Jia Xiu was also paralyzed on the bed, and there was no place on his body that did not hurt.

He opened his eyes blankly and stared at the ceiling.

The burns all over his body were irreversible for a while.

Victor's magic flame seems to have a very special effect.

With magic, it is difficult to recover from his injuries.

It's like resisting the magical power of recovery magic from the root.

It can only rely on the recovery of its own body to slowly repair.

Jia Xiu was paralyzed in the house when he heard someone coming in.

"who is it?"

He raised his head with difficulty, and saw a silver-haired woman in silver armor slowly approaching.

The other party was looking at him coldly.

Jia Xiu's body was covered with white bandages, only a pair of eyes and a mouth were exposed, and he lay weakly on the bed.

The servant was feeding him, and when Jia Xiu saw Gwen coming in, he uttered a disjointed voice that seemed to be haggard and broken:

"Go down first."

After being burned by that flame, he was even lucky to be able to speak.

Wait until the servant quickly took everything away and left the house.

Only Gwen and Jia Xiu were left in the room.

Gwen looked at Jia Xiu coldly, and said in a cold voice:

"People in the North..."

"I asked my father to do it, what's wrong?"

Jia Xiu also looked at Gwen calmly, with a broken voice and a calm tone.

Gwen didn't sense any emotion in his tone.

There was no anxiety or anger, just plain excessive.

It's like talking about an ordinary thing.

A cold light flashed, and the long sword at Gwen's waist was placed across Jia Xiu's neck.

"I can kill you anytime."

There was no emotion in her eyes.

When the Kevlar dagger was placed near Jia Xiu's neck, Jia Xiu knew that it was absolutely impossible for Kevlar to kill him.

Because she can't.

Kefla attaches great importance to the affection and family relationship of the Delin family.

But Gwen was different.

Even if the person in front of him is his half-brother.

But in order to uphold the justice in his heart, Gwen can kill the killer.

She knew how cruel the person in front of her was.

If one word were used to describe Jia Xiu, then he would be the "evil beast" who would do anything to achieve his goal.

Humanity has been wiped out.

Jia Xiu looked at her without any fear.

"Gwen, I envy you."

"You are very free, and you can even fight for your own dreams and ideas."

"So, we are different."

Once you stand in the corresponding position, there are some things that you can't help yourself.

Jia Xiu's eyes were still smiling, and he said slowly.

"From the moment I was born, my value has been determined."

"Inherit the family and defend the North."

"But you never thought that there is such a large area in the north, and our encirclement cannot take care of everyone..."

"So, you ignored their pleadings for help and allowed the barbarians to plunder in the north, causing your compatriots' families to be ruined."

The icy sword touched Jia Xiu's neck, Gwen's face was reflected on the blade, and the cold light shone slightly.

Being in the north, the more she saw, the angrier Gwen became, and the more she could feel the infinite sin of her brother and father's indifference.

There are piles of rhetoric, but they can't wash away the countless human lives they are carrying.

"what……"

Jia Xiu squinted his eyes and collapsed on the bed.

"Then let's do it."

He didn't seem to be surprised that Gwen would kill him.

It was as if he had already been prepared to be slaughtered.

But after a long time, the sword in Gwen's hand still did not fall.

That's not because of family affection.

It's not because Gwen wants to trust Jia Xiu again.

She just flicked the sword indifferently, and put the sword back into the sheath.

The cold words resounded, but penetrated like ice.

"You will be punished as you deserve, Jia Xiu."

"But, I shouldn't judge you."

Jia Xiu was stunned by what Gwen said.

"……why?"

Jia Xiu stared blankly at Gwen, only a pair of eyes were exposed, and there was a doubtful light shining.

There is no room for any sand in the eyes of the existence of justice. Before his father became what he is now, he did the same.

Once evil breeds, justice will mercilessly destroy it.

If that justice existed in Gwen's heart, she would definitely drop the sword in her hand.

Therefore, Jia Xiu was already prepared to die.

But the Gwen in front of him was completely different from what he and his father imagined.

She shouldn't have such emotions, such thoughts.

Gwen, something seems to have changed.

However, this change was not what he hoped for.

At this time, Gwen gave him a feeling,

Now she is more like a...person?

Gwen's eyes were completely cold, he glanced at Jia Xiu indifferently, and walked out of the room.

Regardless of the elder brother behind him, that trance-like appearance.

She walked out the door and stood in the doorway.

The slightly hot sun shone on her cold iron armor, reflecting a touch of brilliance.

Gwen took a deep breath, as if relieved.

Feeling the extremely clear coldness, she just waited quietly.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, a voice resounded loudly along the outside of the castle.

"Victor is right outside the city gate!"

As soon as he finished speaking, countless knights gathered and lined up.

The sound of the collision of armor and the noise caused by friction with metal was heard outside.

Gwen also moved.

She grabbed the sword in her hand and walked slowly towards the outside of the city gate.

……

at this time,

Victor stepped on the giant white bird, hovering above the sky.

The surrounding strong storm kept blowing, blowing the snow several meters into waves.

The knights lined up before the castle, like a solid silver wall.

Victor looked at them condescendingly, with a cold expression on his face.

Countless knights looked up at Victor with extremely solemn expressions, as if facing a formidable enemy.