1227 Malevolent 3 (1/2)
The ruler who had wanted to stand up for the little Emperor retreated.
The little Emperor continued to stare with his wide and innocent eyes, completely oblivious to the evils of the world.
The Condor Country's Emperor looked at the little Emperor through two crescent eyes smilingly as he said: ”What you can give, I do not care for. But if you truly want to save your elder brother, do you see the large urn filled with that red water over there?”
The little Emperor turned to look at the urn and with a tremble, he turned back and nodded to the Condor Country's Emperor.
”You just have to go sit inside there, and I will save your elder brother.” The Condor Country's Emperor said with a disarming laugh.
The little Emperor was stunned.
The other rulers at the side really couldn't bear to watch on. They wanted to ask the little Emperor to leave but the Condor Country's soldiers standing behind them had all already placed their hands upon the hilt of the swords they wore at their hips, and once anyone of them said a word, blood would immediately be spilled on the spot.
Holding back against their will, they wanted to help the little Emperor, but their hearts were not strong enough to do it.
They could only pray within their hearts, that the little Emperor would not really believe the lies spewed by that venomous snake.
The little Emperor was silent for a long while, as he stared at the large urn filled with that red liquid with stiffened lips.
”Is what you told me really the truth?” The little Emperor finally said after a long while.
The Condor Country's Emperor gave him a wide smile and said: ”A man does not give his word in jest, haven't you heard that before?”
”Alright! I agree to it!” The little Emperor drew in a deep breath, and made that deadly decision.
The Condor Country's Emperor's smile grew even wider. ”That's great. Then hurry and go. You sit yourself in there, and I will save your elder brother.”
The little Emperor clenched up his fists tightly, and he looked at the Condor Country's Emperor's face which had creased up heinously from his smile, before stepping forward towards the large urn.
When he got closer to the urn, he could smell a highly pungent stench coming out from it. That smell nauseated him but he hold only hold it in. The Condor Country's soldiers had already brought a little stool over, for him to use to climb into the urn.