As a tyrant, it's reasonable for me to snatch the heroine away

She knew that it was her brother who ordered this.

But there is no way for me to go there anymore, so why should I hide it?

and.......

In my current condition, I don’t have much time left. Wouldn’t it be meaningful if I could do something for the Canine Tooth Tribe before I die?

Just like his own mother, who gave everything for the Elf Forest.

But the two guards felt a little troubled when they heard this.

And they actually didn't know why the other party insisted on meeting Beatrice.

In fact, they only knew that the Cat Tail Tribe was suddenly exterminated, and the person who caused this disaster was the distinguished guest from the Dog Tooth Tribe.

He is also the king of the Kingdom of Grulito, the one known as the tyrant Grulito Morningstar!

Even Andrew didn't know why Morning Star suddenly wanted to meet Beatrice, whom he had never met before.

But there is one thing they are sure of: there must be something wrong when things are abnormal.

What's more, the request for a meeting came from Chenxing's mouth, which was definitely not a good thing.

Neither Andrew nor the guards around Beatrice wanted Beatrice to be involved in any trouble, and they were even more unwilling to see such a kind-hearted Beatrice become a "thing" to be used by others.

Even Beatrice's sensitive identity, once exposed...

"We'll know when Lady Beatrice arrives. Maybe the distinguished guest will be impressed by Lady Beatrice's beauty as soon as he sees her."

The guards tried to evade the question as much as possible.

But the more she evaded the question, the more Beatrice would think about it.

But since the two of them didn't want to say anything, she naturally wouldn't continue to ask.

Just like what they said, once we get there, everything will become clear.

"Don't tease me, Ireland. Who would like a blind man who is dying?"

Beatrice said this, her tone clearly calm, as if it was really just a joke.

But it was precisely because of that calm tone that made people feel even more distressed.

The eyes of the guard named Irelandna also dimmed noticeably.

This world is so unfair.

Lady Beatrice is such a gentle person, but she has to endure such pain.

Lady Beatrice has done nothing wrong and has always been a victim, but will God still not let her off?

"How...how could that be? Lady Beatrice is the perfect one. The clan leader doesn't want you to be in the spotlight. Isn't it because he's afraid that there will be too many suitors and you won't be able to choose."

"That's right, Lady Beatrice is so kind, the gods will surely bless you to recover..."

"Irish Silk!!"

The bodyguard of the younger sister was stopped by her elder sister before he could finish his words.

Irelandna knew that Lady Beatrice was not indifferent to the pain, but she kept it all to herself and didn't want others to see her painful expression, even if they were just strangers she met for the first time.

"I...I'm sorry, sir..."

"Okay, okay, isn't Ireland Silk blessing me too? I should be thanking Ireland Silk!"

Beatrice interrupted Irelandna's rebuke.

The two of them were nominally just guards, but to Beatrice, they were like sisters.

They are the only ones who have taken care of me all along.

Even the people who had ever appeared around Beatrice were almost only them, except for her brother and Melody, her teacher.

Whether it's the people I usually talk to or the friends I play with, they are always the only ones around.

How could Beatrice possibly blame anything?

What's more, they are both worried about themselves.

Although Irelandna didn't say anything else, Irelandsi beside her still lowered her head, her eyes full of guilt.

Of course, apart from guilt, what remains is more of a feeling of unwillingness.

Feeling unhappy about Beatrice's fate.

Is there really no way to restore Lady Beatrice?

Even the opportunity that Lady Melody mentioned actually had little hope, but the other party was just unwilling to break this only hope for Beatrice.

Irelandna, who had been trained as Beatrice's guard since childhood, could see it.

"Well, it's not the end of the world. Be happy. Maybe I'll recover suddenly the next day after a good night's sleep."

Beatrice smiled and made a joke to lighten the mood.

But both sisters knew the truth.

But in this situation, Lady Beatrice was targeted by the tyrant, Morning Star, who would exterminate an entire clan if they disagreed with him.

Thinking of this, Irelandna, who should have been the most stable, clenched her fists and said something that she, as a servant, should not have said.

"otherwise......"

"Or else, Lady Beatrice, you should just leave the Houndstooth High Collar! Go to the Fairy Forest with Lady Melody! Lady Melody will definitely protect you!"

Chapter 57: Sorry, Lady Beatrice

"If it was Master Melody, even if it was that tyrant, he would definitely protect you. And didn't Master Melody also say that he would find a way to cure you?"

Irelandna said with a firm look in her eyes.

She didn't understand what war was, let alone the political affairs between the two countries.

She only knew that Her Highness Beatrice shouldn't bear this.

Someone like Lady Beatrice should have a happier and healthier life.

She also knew that as long as Beatrice nodded, Melody would come over and take her away personally.

This is something Melody had said to Beatrice many times before.

As for the situation of the houndstooth turtleneck, we could actually see some signs before Beatrice's father was murdered.

Even according to Melody, it was Beatrice's father who wanted Melody to take her away.

Return to the hometown that should have belonged to her, that paradise that would not be affected by the disputes and disturbances of the outside world, the Forest of Elves.

Elves are not like orcs. Even if there are still some negative views towards half-breeds, at least it is not like that among orcs.

But every time, whether it was Beatrice's father or Melody, every time they brought up this topic, the result they got in the end was...

"I won't leave."

Even this time, Beatrice's answer was still very straightforward.

She couldn't leave, especially not at this time.

No matter how lonely and chaotic the Houndstooth Turtleneck is, it is still her home after all, the home where she has always lived.

Not to mention that at this moment, her brother is facing the most dangerous moment.

How could she leave her brother alone to face the tyrant and choose to live in disgrace?

Beatrice saw it clearly. Once she chose to escape, it would also mean that her brother...

"I understand, Irelandna. You and Irelands both hope that I can live a happy life. But as I said before, I am already very happy now!"

Beatrice did not blame the two of them. Instead, she was somewhat touched by these words.

After all, persuading her to leave under such circumstances would mean that the two guards would not be able to go back to report.

The ending is obvious.

But precisely for this reason, Beatrice would not choose this most selfish option.

Even she was ready to sacrifice.

Although it was only a short period of more than ten years, these ten years were indeed the happiest ten years for Beatrice.

The ending of these ten years is that he used everything he had to exchange for everything of everyone around him, even the Canine Tooth Clan and the entire Canine Tooth High Collar.

Isn’t this the perfect ending?

"But Lady Beatrice..."

"Okay, help me change my clothes. We haven't left yet. Maybe the tyrant is a good person. It's not polite to judge a person based on some rumors!"

Even in such a situation, Beatrice still managed to smile.

And just like she said, before meeting, everything is just speculation.

At least the other party did not use strong measures directly. Doesn't that mean that everything is not yet irreversible?

But......

Putting aside the rumors about the Abyss Warlock, the genocide of the Cat-Tail Tribe actually happened in the Dog-Fang High Collar, right next to them.

A king who would exterminate his entire clan over a disagreement, plus all the rumors about him in the past, how could such a person be a good person?

Needless to say, the tyrant is accompanied by the red-haired demon who is said to be the strongest in the human race.

Once Lady Beatrice really goes there, she may never come back.

If Grullit Morningstar and the Red-haired Demon really wanted to do something to Lady Beatrice, the entire Houndstooth Clan might not be able to stop them even if they put all their efforts, right?

As for the other tribes who were counting on the high collar of the canine tooth.

The powerful Iron Horn Tribe and the Dog Tooth Tribe are not on good terms. As for the other tribes, would they be willing to take such a risk?

Even if she is willing, what price will Lady Beatrice have to pay?

"Lady Beatrice, if your identity was known to that tyrant, you would..."

Ireland wanted to say something else.

At least.......

At least she couldn't just watch the other person walk into the abyss.

There must be some other way!

Otherwise, if a being with the blood of both the Hounds-fang tribe and the elves fell into the hands of humans, the consequences can be imagined.

But that kind of thing must never happen to Lady Beatrice!

Lady Beatrice has endured so much, why can't she spend even the last, last bit of time...

"Change your clothes, Irelandna, Irelands..."

Beatrice did not continue.

The extremely rare commanding tone that could not be refused also let the two of them know that given the other party's personality, they would definitely not continue the previous topic.

However, we cannot just let Lady Beatrice go to her death.

Protecting Lady Beatrice has always been their duty and mission.

And now, it’s not just about duties and tasks.

The two sisters looked at each other, and the tacit understanding between them made them make a decision instantly.

"I'm sorry, Lady Beatrice."

After saying this, Beatrice subconsciously wanted to do something, but with her body weakened by injuries, how could she possibly deal with the two well-trained people?

As Ireland's hand holding the special herb covered her mouth and nose.

Beatrice gradually lost consciousness and fell on the table under the careful control of Irelandna.

Perhaps neither of them had imagined that this special herb used to deal with emergencies would one day be used on Beatrice.

"Sister, if Lady Beatrice still hasn't triggered it, the person outside who came to deliver the message and lead the way..."

Ireland subconsciously looked at her sister.