Chapter 851: Aldred falls down

Wilfrid laughed "ha ha", "Silvia, don't you know you've got a tracking device on you?"

Silvia shuddered, she didn't know.

She lifted her small hand and pressed a piece of skin behind her ear, which seemed to have something implanted in it.

Silvia pushed harder and got the contents out, and sure enough it was a very small tracking device.

How could she have a tracker on her body?

Silvia wrinkled her brow, she hadn't been in contact with anyone in a while, and the only person who could get so close to her and implant a tracker without her suspecting anything was... Dudley.

Dudley!

But how could that be?

Silvia quickly dismissed the idea, she trusted Dudley, he would never harm her.

"Mr Wilfrid, it's good that you're here, I'm definitely going to pull out Regulus today." Silvia said.

Wilfrid looked at the Regulus sword, the Regulus sword was the symbol of Spanish imperial power, it had been there since the founding of the Spanish ancestors, once the Regulus sword was pulled out, the ancestral temples of Spain would be destroyed.

"Silvia, there's something you don't know yet, you can't pull out Regulus, only a descendant of the Red Blood can pull out Regulus, that is... my Aldred nephew."

Silvia's bright pupils fell on Aldred's handsome face, in fact she knew this, only Aldred could pull out the Regulus sword.

Now Aldred's deep, narrow eyes also fell on Silvia's slender, stunningly beautiful face, and as the four eyes met, he drew up his long legs and took a step to Silvia's side.

"Silvia," he reached out and took her soft, boneless hand in his, "I will help you achieve whatever you want to do, and today I will help you pull out this Regulus sword!"

Silvia looked up at him with her small palm-sized face and said softly, "But, after all, you have Spanish royal blood in your veins..."

"Silvia," he held her small hand tightly, "I was never Aldred, but Aldred, I don't want to be Mr Aldred, I just want to be Mr Aldred to you forever."

Silvia's white eyes suddenly flushed, for her he would leave everything behind and be her Mr Aldred forever.

Wilfrid's face turned cold as he watched the scene; in fact, he had already guessed Aldred's choice.

He would always be Aldred, not Aldred.

For the sake of a Silvia, he had given up this path of congenial royalty and his noble name.

Since the blood of the Red Son could not be used for him, he had to destroy it.

"Silvia, there is something else you must not know, although my nephew Aldred can help you pull out the Regulus sword, however he will pay the price with his life, because, by pulling out the Regulus sword, all his Red Son's blood will be ruined, and the tendons of his whole body will slowly break for some time afterwards, suffering pain and then dying. "

What?

Silvia's clear pupils shrank abruptly and she looked at Wilfrid in unbelievable shock.

Wilfrid grunted, "That's the price for turning your back on your mission!"

How could this be?

Silvia really didn't know beforehand, and for a moment her hands and feet became instantly cold and warmless.

Aldred looked at her with his handsome eyelids lowered, his low magnetic voice was soft, "Silvia, let's pull out the Regulus sword first, I believe in your healing skills, you can cure me."

Silvia shook her head, she was a doctor, naturally she knew that a damaged heart and veins and broken tendons could not be cured, there was no medicine for it, moreover, this kind of pain was not for ordinary people to bear.

"Silvia, I have told my nephew Aldred about this, but it is clear that nephew Aldred has made his choice, and he has chosen you without a second thought, between his life and you."

"Silvia, the time has come for you to make a choice, between your country and him, what do you choose?"

Silvia's face went white, between the ancient kingdom of Loulan and her Mr Aldred, she did not know what to choose?

"Silvia," Aldred reached out and put his arms around her, sighing lovingly as he laid his hand on the top of her head, "when you can't choose, let me choose for you."

Silvia's heart thudded and she looked up suddenly to see Aldred had reached out with his large palm and grasped Regulus' sword.

"No!" Silvia uttered.

Aldred looked at her, "Silvia, you've always been my guardian, let me be your guardian this time!"

With that, Aldred pulled Regulus with all his might.

Soon the sword was pulled out and the whole temple began to shake slightly.

But Aldred was met with tremendous resistance, his throat was sweet and a line of hot blood was already running down from the corner of his lips.

Silvia flung herself over and clung to his lean waist, "Mr Aldred, stop now."

Aldred shook his head slowly but firmly, "Silvia, don't be afraid, I won't die."

The ancestral temple began to tremble, seeing that Regulus was likely to be pulled out, the heartbeat looked anxiously to Wilfrid, "My Lord, what do we do now?"

Wilfrid was also a little uneasy, Regulus must not be pulled out, he had placed all his bets on... Dudley.

But why hadn't Dudley appeared?

At that moment, a sound suddenly passed through, like the sound of a sharp blade piercing through flesh and blood, making one's scalp tingle.

Wilfrid looked up and was instantly delighted.

Silvia had also heard the ominous sound of flesh and blood being pierced, and it seemed to be right next to her ear.

She looked up at the sound, only to see a sharp blade come through Aldred's back and pierce right through his heart.

Ta.

Ta-da.

Ta-da-da.

One, two, three drops... hot blood dripped from the sharp tip of the blade...

Silvia's pupils plummeted, the whole world seemed to fade away at that moment, and she turned in a daze to see a familiar figure, Dudley.

Dudley was here.

Dudley was still cool and searingly beautiful, but in his hand was the knife that had pierced Aldred's heart.

Dudley was born with a knife in his hand, and for a moment he held it with such a beautiful grip.

But, with his own hand, he had pierced Aldred's heart.

Silvia looked at Dudley in shock and she began to shake her head, unable to find her voice for a long time, "Dudley, do you... do you know what you're doing?"

At that moment Aldred let go of Regulus and his tall, upright body fell to the ground with a loud "thud".

Dudley's pale, slender fingers were stained with blood, which he absently dried with his handkerchief before looking at Silvia and chuckling softly, "Silvia, I want him gone, it's good he's gone."