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Chapter 152: Opportunity to Rewrite Destiny (9)

After Gu Chang fell into the pool of blood, thick blood rushed into his mouth and nose.

The woman held Gu Chang's upper body tightly with both hands and led him into the pool of blood.

The system's horrified face: Aaaaaaaa! Why did Fenniya wake up?! What should I do?!

Gu Chang didn't know what the system was thinking. He just felt that the woman's skin was very sticky, and the smell of blood mixed with it made him feel very uncomfortable.

He still held the silver dagger tightly in his hand, so Gu Chang forced himself to calm down.

The woman was using the weight of her body to press down on Gu Chang, not giving him a chance to struggle.

The space under the blood pool was very large, and the woman was holding Gu Chang and sinking continuously.

In a flash, Gu Chang quickly inserted the dagger into the woman's waist.

The woman let go of her hand in pain, and Gu Chang took the opportunity to swim upwards.

But the woman obviously didn't want Gu Chang to leave. She gritted her teeth and reached out to grab Gu Chang's ankle.

The long period of lack of oxygen made Gu Chang feel uncomfortable. The air in his body kept coming out of his mouth, and there was a gurgling sound of bubbles in his ears.

Gu Chang instinctively opened his eyes and choked on another mouthful of smelly blood.

The scene in front of him began to blur, he could feel his body sinking, and he seemed to hear a woman's laughter in his ears.

The system was running around in a panic, and suddenly it thought of something.

It can temporarily block the host's five senses.

Gu Chang suddenly felt that the uncomfortable and suffocating feeling disappeared, and he didn't have time to ask the system what was going on.

A big hand suddenly grabbed my wrist.

There was a crash.

The pool of blood was surging violently.

Cedric led Gu Chang out of the blood pool. His brows were furrowed, and his eyes were filled with worry and anger.

A woman also came out of the pool of blood.

She struggled to the edge of the blood pool, climbed up, and then pulled out the silver dagger with her hands and threw it aside. She covered the wound on her waist and groaned in pain.

"Cedric... Cough cough cough——" Gu Chang barely recognized the person holding him. As he spoke, he began to spit out the blood in his mouth.

The uncomfortable feeling came back again, and Gu Chang now felt like his lungs were about to explode.

The system was crying, luckily the host was not dead, it was really great.

Cedric carried Gu Chang to the outside of the blood pool and said, "Chang, I'm late. I'm sorry."

Gu Chang patted Cedric's hand and signaled Cedric to put him down.

Cedric guessed what Gu Chang was going to do and put him down.

Then Gu Chang raised his arms and leaned against the wall, lowered his head and vomited everything in his stomach.

Cedric turned to look at the woman and raised his hand to her.

As the woman stared in terror, a click echoed in her ears. She opened her eyes, still a bit confused. She seemed unaware of her own death.

The baby in her belly seemed to sense the mother's death and began to struggle to break out.

Cedric's eyes were filled with murderous intent. He controlled the silver dagger inserted in the woman's waist through the air, and then inserted the dagger into the woman's stomach.

A shrill cry suddenly occurred.

Cedric remained calm as he looked at the two babies crawling out of the woman's belly.

They also have some black hair on their faces and a short tail at the coccyx.

Cedric wanted to kill them with a dagger.

His idea was simple: such deformed monsters could not be allowed to survive.

"That won't do, Your Highness." Quillon's voice sounded behind him.

Cedric turned around and punched Quilon who suddenly appeared with a cold face.

But Kuilong was faster than him and immediately left the spot.

Quillon picked up the two babies with wolf tails. The two babies, whose eyes had not yet opened, opened their mouths towards Quillon's arms instinctively.

"Even if Your Highness possesses the blood of the First One, so what? It's been a long time since you've sucked human blood. Your strength doesn't seem to be what it used to be." Quillon didn't care about the bite on his arm. He smiled wickedly and said, "Your Highness, be careful. There are things here that can amplify your bloodlust."

Quilon snapped his fingers, and Finnia, who was lying on the ground, suddenly stood up. She pounced directly on Cedric and bit Cedric's calf with her mouth.

Cedric reacted quickly. He squatted down and reached out to break Finnia's neck.

Quillon watched this scene with a satisfied smile. While Cedric was dealing with Fennia, he unlocked the secret door in the room and left through the secret passage. The secret door quickly closed, preventing Cedric from entering.

"Cedric." Gu Chang came to Cedric with a pale face. He glanced at the dead Fenia and then said weakly.

"Let's go." Cedric could feel his nerves tightening. He had to get Gu Chang to a safe place before he went crazy.

Michael came into the basement only after the two left.

He looked at the dead Fennia calmly, then turned his attention to the woman whose stomach was ripped open.

Michael's eyes widened slightly, and the corners of his lips slowly curled up.

It seems that His Majesty's wish has not been fulfilled.

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Inside the king's bedroom.

Michael stood quietly beside the big bed, and the room was dark.

He stood in the darkness, murderous intent surging in his eyes.

The sleeping king seemed to sense something strange. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards the bed.

"Michael...is that you?" The king said uncertainly in a hoarse voice.

"It's me, Your Majesty. I came here to tell you something." Michael smiled slightly, with an imperceptible joy in his tone.

The king frowned and held out his hand to Michael, "Help me sit up first."

However, Michael did not move. The king looked at Michael unhappily, "What are you doing?! You dare to disobey my orders?!"

"The child you longed for is born." Michael watched the king's face gradually turn into joy. He continued, "But, he was born with his belly cut open."

The king raised his eyes with difficulty and looked at Michael, "What did you say?!" This means that the child was born prematurely.

"What I mean is, Your Majesty, you can die." Michael kept smiling. He slapped the king's chest, shattering the king's heart directly.

This was done only so that when others examined the king's body, they would think that the king had died of natural causes.

After Michael confirmed that the king was really dead, the smile on his face widened.

He had always obeyed the king's orders because the king promised not to tell Quilon about his family.

But now that Cedric has discovered what Quillon has done, Quillon can no longer continue his experiments in the basement. The king will not reveal any news about his family to Quillon, the madman.

Michael raised his hand and touched his face. When he felt the wetness on his fingertips, he was a little surprised.

I thought he wouldn't cry after becoming a monster, but it seems he hasn't lost his human emotions.

Michael tucked the dead king into bed and left the room.

The palace was quiet late at night.

Freya sat in a chair by the window. There were no candles lit in the bedroom.

Freya seemed to be enjoying the peaceful night, but only she knew that her heart was not at peace at all.

Her eyes fell on the green plants outside the window, and her mind was unconsciously thinking about those things.

Recent events made her a little irritated. On the one hand, she didn't want to go against her mother's wishes and do anything to hurt Lotus. On the other hand, there were fewer and fewer ministers supporting her.

Because of the Lund family's coercion and inducement, these people were afraid that their families would be retaliated by the Lund family, so they chose to support Lotus to take the throne.

For a moment, Freya really couldn't think of anyone who could help her deal with the Lund family.

"Who?" Freya noticed a figure suddenly appearing outside the window. She stood up and stared at the figure warily.

"It's me, Michael." Michael lowered his voice. He walked to the window and stretched out his hand to Freya. "Princess, your chance has come."

Freya realized what Michael meant, and she asked with some doubt, "You mean, my father is dead?" She raised her hand, hesitating whether to grab Michael's hand.

Michael smiled and held Freya's hand, "Excuse me, Princess."

Freya only felt a flash before her eyes, and then she came out of the window.

Her relationship with Michael was limited to acquaintance, and Freya didn't know why Michael would help her. But she knew that this was her chance to turn the tables.

Michael took Freya to the king's bedroom, then found the king's will and handed it to Freya.

Freya looked at her dead father, she still couldn't believe that her father was actually dead.

"This is the will he made a long time ago. Take a look at it first." Michael said softly. He walked to the bookcase, opened the bottom door and began to search.

Freya regained her composure and walked over to the desk with the will. After placing the will on the table, she struck a match and lit the candle.

By candlelight, she saw the contents of the will.

Freya frowned and read all the contents of the will at a glance.

Her father actually wanted to marry her to Saminos.

He really paved all the way for Lotus, and even she was just a button to maintain the bond between the royal family and the Lund family.

Freya pursed her lips and looked at Michael, "Did my father say anything to you before he died?"

"No, here's an unused will. What do you think would be a good place to write it?" Michael found a blank sheet of paper hidden in a book. He had prepared it long ago, just in case it came in handy someday.

This paper would reveal the royal emblem in the candlelight.

Only such a will is true and will not arouse doubt.

"Why are you helping me?" Freya asked the question in her heart. She felt that Michael didn't need to help her like this.

Michael placed the blank paper on the desk. He said calmly, "Because I don't want the king to get what he wants. Tell me, how do you write? I can imitate the king's handwriting perfectly. You don't have to worry about being discovered." Having always been by the king's side, Michael knew him best. Imitating the king's handwriting was a simple task for him.

Freya knew that Michael hadn't told her something else, but Freya didn't want to ask further because it was unnecessary.

And now, her fate is about to be rewritten.