Ark, they don't revolve around you

When daybreak came, she was the only one in the Governor's Mansion.

She hugged the quilt tightly and shivered, calling someone's name, but no one responded.

He was gone, and I just had a nightmare.

……

……

It was a magnificent banquet. In a corner of the manor, celebrities gathered and court musicians played beautiful music.

Vina will only return to this dream in her dreams, and at this time she will hold that person's hand.

She didn't like banquets. Why should a lion dance with a cat? But this was her mission. When the muezzin called out "Your Majesty is here," she and the man walked onto the carpet together. Countless eyes were focused on them, and the symphony of "God Save the Queen" filled her ears.

How beautiful.

"But you are Victoria's Majesty."

Someone said that.

The dream was disturbed. Damn it, damn it, damn it! Vina was furious and drew her sword angrily. The Breath of Kings came out of the sheath. This sword housed the souls of the kings and could cut off the heads of all rebels!

But when he looked back, he saw Zhuang Ning and he started laughing.

Zhuang Ning, who had been beside her just now, was standing opposite her unconsciously, wearing a silk hat and smiling.

"Don't be so excited, Your Majesty. It's a simple truth. The monarch's blood is cold, his words are false, and his behavior cannot be insulted." Zhuang Ning spread his hands, "So, I understand why you don't let me attend this banquet to welcome you back."

Vina was stunned, and sweat suddenly dripped down her face. The sword in her hand fell to the ground, and the hand that once held the war hammer and killed countless people was shaking violently.

Yes, she understood. The doctor did not attend the banquet, even though he was the hero. She did not give Zhuang Ning an invitation out of political considerations.

Because she is no longer the leader of the Glasgow Gang, nor an operator of Rhodes Island, she is a king, and the blood of a king should be cold!

"You are always right, Vina. You are unexpectedly talented in politics. Rhodes Island is full of stupid idealists, but you have the sense of a lion."

Zhuang Ning clapped his hands lightly, as if he was pleased. "So, why did you have this dream? After you chose to refuse to get close to me and chose to leave Rhodes Island, shouldn't all our actions be defined as a transaction?"

"We've made the deal, when will you get sentimental?!"

"You...are not a doctor!"

"Of course I am the doctor, the doctor in your dream. You still don't understand why the doctor could kill Indra and Morgan without mercy... But, as you think, it's because it can establish authority." Zhuang Ning smiled harmlessly, "So he killed them."

"wrong!"

"Why deny it? Vina, if you don't value him, why should he value you? A lion shouldn't care about a cat, and the Creator can naturally despise his own creation!"

"Shut up!"

"Okay, I'll shut up, but that's what you think." In the dream, Zhuang Ning put the wine glass into his heart, enjoying the aftertaste of the wine. "Power cannot be shared with others, and it cannot be violated by others. Vina, you did a good job."

"I said... shut up!"

Before she knew it, Vina's hand had lifted Zhuang Ning's collar, and the latter's eyes became innocent.

Vina loosened her hand, her expression panicked. She covered her face and knelt on the ground, tears streaming from between her fingers: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

"Don't apologize. Don't you understand? Zhuang Ning released you from the monastery, which means you still hold the supreme authority of Victoria. You should kill all those who betrayed you!"

Vina had never heard of this before, and felt as if she had lost her soul. Zhuang Ning's expression became more and more disappointed: "You are indeed a weakling."

I woke up from the dream. I don’t know how many times I have had this dream. It starts with a banquet and ends with a weak person.

"I am weak." Vina held her chest, "I, I shouldn't..."

Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by sobs. She walked out of the monastery, but eventually returned to this cage. Perhaps she would never be able to get out of it in her entire life.

Everyone has their own nightmares, but the fear in nightmares comes from the resentment towards one’s past self.

Kazdel, the freed monarch frowned on the throne.

In Syracuse, in that exquisitely decorated room, the lone wolf trembled.

The nightmare will never end because the person who can bring salvation is no longer on this earth.

Death in Ignorance

(The timeline of this article is before Zhuang Ning turned evil in the main text, and it is another possibility that he confronted Teresis in Londinium)

“Death is terrifying, but sometimes, it is also a relief, like sinking into a dream from which you can never wake up, far away from the earth.”

Londinium, The Shard.

The storm gathered and formed dark clouds above his head. Zhuang Ning said softly, turning his eyes back.

All I saw was Tracys, wearing armor and moving slowly forward, his cloak stained with blood and his eyes calm.

"Maybe? Death is just a dream." Tracys lowered his head, "We will eventually sink into that dream."

The Sarkaz regent lowered his sword, the blade scraping the ground, sparking bright sparks.

"It's just that before I died, I could still hear the wailing of the Sarkaz souls and see the great deeds of the ancestors, but I can no longer realize them... You win, Doctor."

In 1098, at the end of the Battle of Londinium, corpses were scattered all over the ground, and the magnificent capital had become a ruin under the bombardment of magic torrents and Originium products.

At the same time, it also made clear a fact: the Sarkaz were defeated and failed to capture Londinium as expected, but instead dragged themselves into the quagmire.

At this very high place, one can see the embarrassed faces of the Sarkaz, and also see Theresa standing up. This is the backup plan. If Theresa fails, all the sins will be borne by him, and he and his sister will take power again.

Kazdel began to retreat, with the Royal Court Army as the rear guard. Fortunately, the Shard Building had been built in Kazdel, which was enough to support a line of defense. This was the capital for the Sarkaz to communicate with the Victorians in the future.

The war seemed to be settled, but it was not the case for Zhuang Ning. Just as Tracys regarded him as the biggest target, he also regarded Tracys as an obstacle.

They clearly sent a large number of troops to stop him, but in the end, this terrifying man, despite being covered in wounds and having one hand broken, still managed to kill Askalon and seriously injure Logos, and climbed up to the Shard step by step with a heavy obsession!

"Why do we have to go this far?" Zhuang Ning sighed, "Shouldn't you just surrender if you lose? What's the point of killing me now?"

"Meaning? To me, making this land chaotic is the most fundamental meaning!"

A smile slowly broke out on Tracy's tired face, a smile of relief, as if he had seen tomorrow, the light, and the salvation of everything. So he couldn't wait, forgetting everything else, like a moth flying towards the flame, flapping its ugly wings, and offering everything in the heat!

Zhuang Ning did not react. With his current eyesight, he could not catch up with Tracys at all. He could only sit down with nothing to do, took off his mask, and took out the notebook from his coat pocket.

The notebook was a bit old, and it contained everything that had happened since his arrival. He spread it out, looked at the paper, and sighed for who knows how many times.

It was pity, mixed with an indescribable envy. Zhuang Ning suddenly found that he actually envied Tracys.

He envied the regent, envied his firm and powerful goal. For this goal, Theresis could abandon all moral shackles, abandon family affection, friendship, and even himself.

How much obsession does it take to climb up this shabby building even when facing certain death, penetrate the heavy troops he has deployed here, and then point the sword at him?

Among them, how many operators did the regent kill?

The sword was hanging over Zhuang Ning's head, but it stopped abruptly. As a doctor, he didn't even look up, and continued to flip through the yellowed notes.

"Spells?" Tracy said. Countless spells were entangled in his body, which came from the curse of the Banshee Court and transformed into a huge torrent of solidified time and space.

This was Zhuang Ning's backup plan. He dared to expose his trump card. Logos finally used the blood of his own royal court to build an iron wall for him that could never be broken. When it was completed, Logos himself exclaimed that this might be a masterpiece that would only happen once in a lifetime.

Tracy does not have noble blood, so he cannot resist the banshee witchcraft from the ancient royal court!

"Logos, the monarch of the Banshee Court, did not devote himself to his own people. Instead, he sounded the death knell for his own people for a ridiculous fantasy."

Tracy, who had been able to overcome all obstacles along the way, had to admit at this moment that he was still one step behind.

Zhuang Ning shook his head and said, "The death knell will be rung sooner or later. It's a pity for those who died."

He extended his fingertips and snapped them, "Finish him, scout."

boom!

There was a loud bang, and a brass-wrapped arrow burst out from one end, leaving a dazzling trajectory.

The arrow shot by this sharpshooter, with the help of some strange witchcraft, penetrated into Tracys' chest and dealt him the final blow.

The Holy King's Hall was filled with the sound of majestic bells, countless white doves flew up, and funeral bells rang out.

And Zhuang Ning also wrote the last line on the open notebook.

"And now the bell tolls for you."

There was blood at the corners of Tracy's mouth, and he remained in a posture imprisoned by the spell.

Zhuang Ning felt a little uneasy and gave another command. He was sure that Tracy had been seriously injured to the point of death, but his instinct of death was still ringing in his mind.

There was no reason for this. He was willing to give this enemy a decent death, but he was the commander and a commander could not make any mistakes.

boom!

boom! boom! boom!

Arrows burst out, and Scout, worthy of the reputation as the next elite operator of the hero of Kazdel, mercilessly let his weapons penetrate the regent's internal organs.

A violent explosion sounded immediately. In order to end the life of this terrifying enemy, he used the remaining explosive arrows. The Lateran gun, which had been modified for firing arrows, began to emit smoke due to overheating.

No one should be able to survive, especially since Tracy was already dying.

Zhuang Ning closed the notebook, stroked the gold-stamped cover with his fingers, and whispered, "Goodbye."

then.

Then, he saw the arm suddenly stretched out from the smoke.

The bloody hand was tightly grasping the sword, but Theresis himself was still alive even though half of his body was missing!

As if returning from hell, the Regent smiled. The skin on his face that had dissolved due to the explosion was now a face of a skull. The skull seemed to be crying, and yet extremely happy. It whispered in a hoarse voice:

"Don't be so hasty."

"I'm not...that easy to die."

Zhuang Ning was stunned, but this emotion only lasted for a moment. His blood ran cold during war, and even in the face of such an unexpected crisis, he still did the right thing.

He activated the spell of Logos again, the bone whistle made a shrill sound, and the heavy pressure collapsed!

But all this was of no use. The skeleton-like monster, the undead who was once named Tracys, grinned, broke the curse, and walked towards him step by step!

"PhD……!!"

"You must die! Once you die, everything will be in chaos!!!"

“Only when this land is truly in chaos, can we be great!!!!!!”

There was a snap.

Blood splattered and hit Zhuang Ning's face.

That was his own blood. Tracys slashed with that sword. His last sword, which was exhausted, was weak and powerless, but it was still enough to kill an unarmed human being. The last thing this calm madman did before his death was to kill the doctor!

Seeing the doctor fall, Tracy was finally satisfied. He staggered back, and his carbonized bones turned into gray smoke.

All kinds of thoughts flooded into Zhuang Ning's mind: spells, healing, medicine, and bleeding...

He had never been so close to death.

He thought of himself as a cautious person who would never throw stones at anyone. He had planned everything, but humans have their limits after all.

he is dying...

He is going to... die!

Death, Zhuang Ning was in a trance, but he smiled unconsciously, and there was a trace of inexplicable relief in his smile. Death, death, death, these words seemed so scary to him at first, but when the moment really came, he felt calm instead.

"Doctor!" A voice came from the headset, "Doctor, hold on, don't die, we will be here soon!"

Even this sound gradually became distant.

With his eyelids closed, Zhuang Ning's last move was to touch his chest. He did everything, but he felt so empty before he died, with no one by his side.

Finally, the breathing stopped.

Death comes.

A few minutes later, a shadow came running over and saw the man in a pool of blood.

Amiya hugged the man's body, which was cold. She had not thought about this result, but tears were flowing.

It was so cold, the chill wind from Londinium poured in through the broken French windows. She bit her lip, but then she heard a cheer, someone shouting victory.

Londinium was liberated and Victoria defended its glory again, but some people could never come back.

An inexplicable anger welled up.

For those who died, for the Doctor...