Bear Lord Volibear

"You can choose to stay with me in this dream forever. If so, I promise you will never disturb us. I have fully learned the use of dreams. Here I am almost an omnipotent creator, and there is no Jhin here. Fog, no seven calamities, no war or disease, I can even create new residents, we continue to build a more majestic castle, a greater kingdom, even if our body dies, we can still live forever in dreams and be happy forever together."

"Please don't force me..."

He picked up the sword and said almost begging.

But the girl shook her head coldly.

The ground rippled like water, and dozens of sleeping people appeared, including men and women, soldiers and farmers, and what attracted the most attention of the Viscount was a pregnant woman with a big belly lying on the ground.

"Thanks to the blessing of those outsiders, I broke the barrier between the conscious and the subconscious, and found everyone who was dragged into the subconscious by my nightmare, but it also prompted me to understand the real me. If you are here Kill me, all the people who have been dragged into dreams by me over the years can return to reality, and because there is no time in the dream, everything is just a dream for them, including the viscountess and you. A born child. You will become the great monarch of the celebrity Qianshi because of killing the monsters that intend to slaughter the city. You will start to enjoy your normal family life again. You are still very young, but only forty-two years old, and you have enough time to achieve your career , Enjoying life, giving birth to a large group of normal children, will gradually forget me, as if everything is just a nightmare."

"Since the nightmare wakes up, forget it."

The girl got off the bed and walked towards the Viscount with an expression of expectation, but the Viscount kept backing away.

"Brother, I believe you..."

As soon as the girl's words fell, the sound of the blade cutting the flesh was clearly audible.

The blade full of gaps penetrated the girl's thin chest without any hindrance, and came out from behind.

"You know my choice, there has never been any fork in the road."

Viscount's voice was trembling and bitter, and his eyes were extremely tired, as if he was ten years old in an instant.

"Yeah, I guessed it a long time ago."

There was no pain on the girl's face, but instead she stuck her tongue out mischievously, her eyes exuding a proud look.The surrounding scenery began to collapse like a broken stained glass, and after the crack of the fragments, it was inside the normal manor.

"My brother, or my father, is a great hero. You are a brave warrior, a majestic lord, a fair judge, a cunning businessman..."

The faster the girl said, the faster the dream collapsed. The raging wind and rain seemed to have stopped, and the sun shone through the windows into the dark room. The girl seemed to be back in the light, and her expression was especially happy and dazzling.

"You always make the right choice, but you have never disappointed me. This is no exception, because I don't love a poor creature who just escapes into a dream."

"But a man standing upright."

The fragments of the last dream were scattered, and the girl's confession was also over. Everything was settled. The long-lost sunshine made him almost unable to open his eyes.

Looking around blankly, the girl was still lying weakly on the boat with a satisfied smile on her lips.But he was half kneeling by the bed, thrusting the sharp sword in his hand into the girl's chest, while the people on the surrounding floor groaned sporadically and woke up one after another.

He staggered to his feet, the responsibility of the lord drove him to simply check everyone's breathing, then picked up the pregnant woman and walked out of the manor almost without force.

The small island in the middle of the lake, which was half-dulled, was righted at some point, and the huge black mud spider and the shadow of the nightmare disappeared. The sun after the storm was very bright, and there was even a rainbow across the clouds.

On the calm lake, there are more than a dozen small boats.

"It's all over."

He handed his wife, who had been trapped in a dream for a year, to the pharmacist on the ship for physical examination, and said in a voice that was so hoarse that it could hardly distinguish the bytes.

"Wentiel is dead, and the nightmare has disappeared forever. There are dozens of people trapped in the dream in the room, all breathing stable, but some of them have injuries and need hemostasis or first aid, and send someone to comfort them. People's minds, the residents must be panicked about such a big event, and prepare for a funeral..."

The Viscount almost subconsciously gave the order, even though he was so exhausted at this time that he couldn't wait to sleep, his sense of responsibility and the habit of being in power for ten years made him still hold on to the overall situation.

Because he is Viscount Boroswin, the ruler of Wangbei Fortress.

"Master Viscount, the bear in the far caravan has already woken up, and said that he has important matters to see."

Quinn distressedly helped the viscount, hesitated again and again, and still informed carefully.

"What are you doing here? Don't worry, I won't run the bill, give them things and let them go."

The Viscount is not a careful person. The calamity of the nightmare is buried by himself. He is self-aware, and his main motivation is to invite others first, but it does not mean that he has no grievances against those "helpers". After all, it is them. The intensification of the conflict caused him to lose his beloved love, and it was clear that he had not angered them all through the thousands.

But Volibear can jump, climb, stand, but can't roll.

He jumped off one of the ships and almost flew the soldiers blocking the road straight, and that posture caused Quinn to detain the crossbow.

But a white-haired girl holding a green rune giant sword that was higher than her own hair first split the crossbow.

"What do you want to do! Rebellion?"

Quinn stopped in front of the Viscount, and the scattered soldiers hurriedly wanted to gather to protect the lord.

[Don't stand in the way, Lao Tzu is here to show a happy ending. The third-rate and eight-point dog-blood family ethics drama is very painful to watch.

Although Quinn knew every word on the sign, Quinn didn't understand the meaning of being connected. She didn't intend to let these annoying outsiders continue to disturb the Viscount's rest, and was about to let the soldiers take down the bear. , But was held back.

"The dust has settled. This is her choice and my choice. In the end, I chose to be the lord. I thank you for your effort, but there are not so many things that have the best of both worlds in the world. The reality is cruel, even if it is uncomfortable. Because this is reality."

The Viscount motioned to Quinn to move away, and said lightly, dragging his dull eyes.

[Don't use cruel reality as an excuse. Reality is never a single-item or two-way multiple choice question. There are always more choices in reality. You can’t see it because you don’t have enough time or IQ.

In the face of the insult, Quinn almost raised the crossbow machine again, but saw a small glass bottle spit out of the bear's mouth.

There was something resembling ashes in the glass bottle.

"this is?"

[This is your sister.

The words written on the sign seemed to be cursing no matter how you looked at it. Before the Viscount could react, Volibear raised the sign again.

[Eat it.

"Wait, what do you mean, why did you let the Viscount-sama eat something with unknown origin? If it is poisonous or harmful..."

Quinn protested while looking at the bottle with bear saliva.

[If you want a happy ending, just eat it, don't ask why.

Quinn planned to ignore the mad bear, and was about to summon the soldiers to take it down, only to find that the Viscount reached out to the glass bottle.

Drink the ashes in the glass bottle.

The scene was silent for an instant, all eyes were on the Viscount who closed his eyes.

He fell straight back!

"Master Viscount!"

"Catch the assassin, Lord Viscount was killed!"

"Kill them, Lord Viscount was poisoned to death!"

The scene suddenly boiled, and everyone was anxiously red eyes and pulled out their weapons to chop this upright poisonous assassin Xiong Randao into meat.