"His Majesty!"

The ghost-like queen whispered to Reinhardt's figure, her face full of anxiety:

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you? I woke up and found you weren't around...Why are you hurt?"

She floated away from the ruins in panic, as if she wanted to rush to Reinhardt's side to ask about his condition.

Fifty meters, twenty meters...

But when she was about to get close to Reinhardt, Ning Feng still couldn't bear it anymore and bit his lip hard.

Tsk!

He took a deep breath, stood between the two, raised the weapon in his hand and faced the Ghost Queen, and spoke seriously:

"Stop, don't come any closer."

We can't let her, who is probably the carrier of the gods, come into contact with the current Reinhardt, or big problems will arise.

"Who are you!?"

But compared to the queen's reaction, the other one came faster and more fiercely!

Although the pressure from behind only lasted for a short moment, Ning Feng's hair still stood up, feeling like he was being stared at by a brutal beast.

!!!

The moment Ning Feng raised his weapon against the queen, the pressure from behind instantly surged, including the pressure from his teammate Reinhardt.

He was watching his every move, ready to stop him before he reacted in any other way.

Or even directly destroy it!

Damn this guy.

Without turning around to look at Reinhardt's expression, Ning Baobao frowned at the ghost queen who seemed to be confused, and slowly said to Reinhardt:

"She...has a certain possibility."

Ning Feng reminded Reinhardt in as subtle a way as possible that saying "certainly" was already a very face-saving statement.

The queen's suspicion is very high, almost to the point of being punished.

Why is she the only one who remains conscious when the other undead are being controlled?

And why is it so late at this time?

The reasons almost don’t need to be mentioned anymore.

The facts are already in front of us, and no amount of excuses will help.

"Step aside."

A voice without any emotion sounded from behind, causing Ning Feng's serious expression to change again.

Reinhardt didn't make any more moves, he just repeated again:

"Please get out of the way."

But this time, compared to the previous voice, it sounded softer and gentler.

Judging from the sound of his voice, he did not fall into despair because of the loss of his best friend just now, but was filled with exhaustion.

Reinhardt was already very tired.

There really is no better time than now!

The carrier of the gods is right in front of us. As long as she is eliminated, everything will be...

Ning Feng's cheek twitched a few times, and finally he frowned and put down the raised blood sword.

He couldn't do anything to an innocent woman, and there was no way Reinhardt behind him would let him do it.

The situation was the same as before, not even Kalningfon could stop Reinhardt, let alone his wife.

For his close friend who is also a hero, Reinhardt can calmly tell Karl to die for him like a hero, but for his queen, Ning Feng doesn't think Reinhardt can say such cruel words.

Even though the two of them had known each other for less than an hour, Ning Feng still had some understanding of Reinhardt's character.

This is a true hero.

Even putting aside those beautification and false parts, he is still a heroic king worthy of respect.

He is tenacious and has the so-called kingly demeanor that is so coveted.

But such a being who is favored by the world cannot defeat the gods alone, and is struggling to survive under the overwhelming power.

He used his own will to resist the assimilation of the false gods and did not become part of the collapse of the world.

To a certain extent, it is Reinhardt who is the last fragment that keeps the world from collapsing. As long as he is destroyed, everything will be irreversible.

Fate is so regrettable.

Reinhardt is like a tragic heroic character.

But similarly, Reinhardt is not without his shortcomings.

Limited to a mortal perspective, he had no way to truly solve this tragic fate.

The arrogance of the king is vividly reflected in him.

Arrogant, bearing all fate on his own body.

No interference from others is required.

"…………"

I do not care.

Ning Feng really didn't want to get involved in this kind of thing anymore.

You disobey me time and time again, and in the end you make a mess. Do you still need me to clean it up?

I don't want to serve anymore.

After Ning Feng got out of the way, the anxious queen rushed towards Reinhardt who was standing there.

Illusive tears fell from her cheeks, and the queen looked at the seriously injured king uneasily, swaying hurriedly.

Her arms passed through Reinhardt's body again and again, but in the end she caught nothing.

"Your Majesty, are you okay? This spear!?"

"Is it an assassin? Is it the one who assassinated us before?"

Rarely, the always gentle queen showed panic on her face and yelled out of control:

"Where's Karl!? Where are the others? This is a dereliction of duty!"

"Your Majesty! Speak!"

Staring at the silent king angrily, Queen Mary finally couldn't help shouting:

"Linehardt!!!"

Cough cough cough.

As if he was amused by this appearance, the king, who had been silent since just now, finally responded.

He chuckled with difficulty, slowly raised his arms, and Reinhardt gently hugged his queen.

Lowering his head, he gently called his wife's name:

"Mary."

Being hugged suddenly in a panic, Mary was a little confused and murmured in confusion:

"Huh? Your Majesty!?"

Looking up, she saw Reinhardt's tender eyes.

There is no doubt, no uneasiness, only tenderness and reluctance.

Even though she could no longer see her former beautiful face, even though she had turned into a ghost at this moment, his eyes were still as gentle as ever.

Just like the afternoon when they first met, in the garden of the Wang family, the playful boy met the girl admiring the flowers.

In the garden, the young but arrogant prince showed his dominance over the older noblewoman and extended an invitation to her.

But at that time, the girl was not angry, nor even laughed at, she just touched his head gently, and then naturally held his hand.

Since then, I have never let go.

"it does not matter."

Um?

What doesn't matter?

Ning Feng had already wanted to evacuate from this farce, but it had reached this point anyway, and there was no reason to fail the mandatory mission. It was time to leave.

But the current unfolding made him narrow his eyes.

"Mary, there's no need to hide it anymore, I already knew it."
To be continued...