(Nicole's last words. Did he have a brother?... could it be!?)
Viscount Halifax, Andy.
When Isaac began to question, Charles spoke to Viscount Halifax.
The two people who are spoken to stand up.
And Isaac and the others that were present hearkened unto him.
"I've done something irreversible..."
- An apology.
It was something I couldn't imagine from what I had just seen.
Everyone said, "After all, that woman had the power to drive men crazy, didn't she? The idea of". "overshadows my head.
"As a friend, Majesty Jason..." "No, I should have stopped Jason..." "I don't know why I couldn't stop it..." I did something bad to Tiffany. Certainly, there were some complaints, but that was all we had to do to fix each other. It wasn't enough to cut off the goodbyes. ”
Charles burst into tears and looked regretful.
The appearance was not acting, it only seemed to be serious.
“Tell Tiffany I'm sorry.”
"I can't do that."
Andy quickly rejects Charles' request.
But it wasn't just because he hated it.
"Tiffany has been suffering for a long time without ever forgetting you. We're finally starting to shake off the past and move on. I don't want you to listen to your apologies and drag me through the past again. I can't give you an apology."
Hearing Andy's words, Charles muttered lonely, “Sounds like it.”
The figure was not just a plea for life, but a sensation of reason.
Those present here gradually began to fear.
But it didn't develop into a serious problem.
Even if it is revealed with a strange force, I cannot forgive my sins.
Even if it's Jason, the usurpation isn't allowed.
"Wasn't it done without killing?" Even when the question came to my mind, I thought, "In the end, I was not exempt from the death penalty," because it was not beyond the boundaries of agitation.
Perhaps the mind was braking automatically to justify their actions and not to overload them.
"However, depending on the other party, I won't tell you the last words"
Viscount Halifax looks to the upper floors of the building adjacent to the square.
Charles was caught and looked at, and a man with a hood deep in the eye was seen by the window.
When the man notices Charles' gaze, he takes off his hood.
"Father..."
Large tears spilled from both eyes of Charles.
But I didn't bow my head to my father.
If a nobleman other than a relative sees an execution, the story ends with "evil hobby."
However, if it seems that "I came to pity my son", it would be a vendetta for the House of Count Adams.
Even the traitor was removed from his selves.
It can be a fatal wound.
So Charles didn't bow his head to his father.
--Do not let anyone notice my father's existence.
--To not disturb the house any more.
Charles returns his gaze to Viscount Halifax.
"I was a beast without intelligence or reason." That's all I ask. ”
Despite this situation, he asked to speak to his family in a very calm voice.
"Ahh... that'll make Uncle Adams understand." I'll be sure to tell them. "
Viscount Halifax was aware of Charles' readiness.
I promise to tell Count Adams without twisting his words.
That feeling is not a lie.
Right now, the young man in front of me was a young man who thought that he could safely keep his granddaughter.
That's all, I felt a little bit of wasted stepping off the road.
“Michael, is there anything you want to say?”
Count Lancaster speaks to Michael as he sits down.
However, he did not respond by just continuing to laugh in a weak voice.
She looked at Daniel and shook her head, “I don't think I can expect anything.”
Well then, is it time to go?
Count Cooper asks Count Lancaster and Viscount Halifax.
Both of them nodded to convey their willingness to agree.
Isaac was right, I knew the culprit was Nicole.
Then I have nothing more to tell you.
We should continue with the execution.
Isaac!
Charles talks to Isaac.
A knight on either side of him tried to silence him, but before he could do so, he cut out his business.
"Tell me about Tiffany."
"You don't have to tell me."
On this occasion, the words Charles left were about his ex-fiancé.
But Tiffany has given up on Charles and is starting to find a new way.
You don't have to worry about Charles anymore.
Isaac truncated it completely, "It's not your curtain."
This was an attitude that came out of the anxiety and fear swirling in his chest, but Charles took it for granted and did not show a lonely face.
"Thank you."
With that said, he was taken to the execution table and decapitated.
Michael was the last one left.
"Stop, let go."
--As I was about to be taken away, I was about to shake off my knight's arm.
Everyone thinks, "It's the last chance."
“I can walk on my own. Who will run away during this time?”
But it wasn't.
He didn't seem to like being brought by knights.
Perhaps we should get dressed in the end.
I'm not apologizing.
Leave a message for Count Lancaster and Danielle before heading to the execution table.
"It's not just an apology."
Looking at Michael's back, Count Lancaster bosses Danielle.
His sins are grave.
Although a formal settlement had been reached with regard to Judith, it was not something that could be done with an apology as a matter of heart.
If the crime of participating in the act of usurpation is added to it, it is not excusable by words.
Michael understands it well, does not apologize in words that may seem like a beggar, and is prepared to go to the execution table to show his apology.
Although it was a patchy step, he took another step to the execution table with his own feet.
While trembling at the chopper, he held out his neck until the last moment.
Count Uridge, who was watching the situation nearby, was puzzled by the emotion that came up.
Charles and Michael hated each other.
Originally, he was supposed to die.
And now I was about to cry at the sight of them.
(Just one. Has the life of so many people gone mad for just one woman? They would have grown into a fine young man if they hadn't been deceived by that woman.)
Even if I was determined to be prepared, many people were frightened when I had to.
However, the two of them kept their mouths tightly shut, even though they were beheaded.
--Face your sins and accept the punishment normally.
How many can do it?
That one thing alone made me feel that they were extraordinary young people.
Count Uridge could not forbid sympathy, even if he knew he was a traitor.
She gently looked up at the sky, trying to withstand the emotion of being puffed up.