Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 158: Together in the cold

If you put aside the experiences and moods of several parties, last night’s battle banquet was undoubtedly very successful: grand scale, comprehensive hospitality, honorable guests, warm atmosphere, and the fireworks at the end of the celebration were dreamlike, visiting the Kongming Palace Most of the guests are satisfied and happy.

In addition, as the heir to the kingdom, Duke Thales’ visits from afar proved the heritage and foundation of the Emerald City and even the entire South Bank in the kingdom, making Duke Jayne and the family of Kevin Deer shine bright.

As for Miss Hille’s costume attendance and finale, it was even more colorful, stunning everyone, and the response was fierce. The attendees from all directions all praised and talked about it, bringing a sense of mystery and nature. Fashion trend.

From the moment Duke Jen announced the start of the celebration at zero hour, the entire Emerald City entered the carnival rhythm:

The pubs and hotels are full, and the bosses have to add seats outside the door, move out the food and beverages that have been stored three months in advance, and engage in seemingly preferential discount activities and seemingly exclusive packages; the bard goes Going to the streets and waving a tune in a crowded place can evoke a chorus of various accents, forcing more people to join in to overcome those out-of-tune howling ghosts; no matter how bad the skill is, no matter how professional it is Rotten street performer, as long as you have a loud voice, sing and dance, be serious and welcome people with a smile, you can earn a round of applause and some comforting bronzes anyway;

The market vendors set up new stalls with festive and congratulatory goods. It is not a dream to stir up business with the atmosphere; the number of guards in the wharf area has increased significantly to deal with drunk disturbances and fights. The foreigners in China-this is a polite way of saying, because most of the time locals drink alcohol; the theater and circus owners in the Goddess District suffocated their energy and set the stage to a crossroads, close to their competitors; 2. In the fourteen hours, actors of different batches took turns to perform in the most cruel but also the most dreamy way. The most important show of the year was performed. The people who stopped around and the frequency of their colorful sound were the most The original and intuitive evaluation is the most desired reward for playwrights and actors in this life;

It is rare for the children to break free from the restraints at home, rushing to the street in groups to play games, begging for a bit of food here, and ordering accessories there. As long as they are not excessive, the owners and stall owners have the right to not see them. Even chasing the horses of the green hats and following the police officers out of the police. In special times, helpless civil servants can only laugh; couples, lovers, family members holding hands, or festive or excited or elegant or dignified. When going out to play, the various shows along the way can make them not home at 12 o'clock in the evening...

At night, even the most needy people want to light up the brightest lights, smiling and telling the family who go out to come back later, in order to wish the future bright and infinite, and the prospects are great; the rich people are even more infinite The fireworks in the city illuminate the streets and urban areas at the cost of disturbing sleep, with festive decorations and boasting of wealth; the fire brigade in the police hall had to follow the horses of the green hats and rush back, cursing these fireworks in the prohibited area. Guys, the rewards for police and overtime during the celebration are five to ten times the daily...

"Stop talking," Wiya poked with a worried look on his face and stabbed Nexi, who had just returned from the outside, and was happily speaking, "Can't you see it?"

In front of them, Thales put his hands on the window sill and stared at the lively Emerald City downtown, his expression gloomy as if dripping water.

"Oh, yes, your Highness seems to be unhappy?" Nexi lowered his voice and reacted.

"It seems to be-why do you say ‘again’?"

"Well, at first sight, I was quite satisfied with that lady," DD came in from the door with a bag of pork floss cakes bought from the market, and saw someone post one." So on the other hand, I worry about how to make up for the misfortunes in these days and restore the relationship with my brother-in-law?"

"Nonsense, is your Highness such a person?" Huaiya swallowed and took the cake.

"Of course not."

D.D is a strict word, and then his expression changes:

"But their family is really rich, look at the banquet last night, the food is called a luxurious..."

At this moment, Mallos opened the door, and following him were Glover and Miranda, as well as security officers such as Cacqueret who served as a guide and travel security for Thales.

Wiya stood up straight, and threw the bitten cake back to Doyle’s bag. DD threw the bag to Nehy, and Nehy hurriedly found a place to hide the bag-but it was still seen by Mallos. NS.

Thyls turned his head from the window sill, his expression serious.

"Mila, zombie, I'm sorry to trouble you to run this trip."

Glover nodded, just about to speak.

"Not at all, Your Highness," Miranda, who took off her dress, changed back to her daily attire, looking radiant, "It's better than a banquet."

The zombie frowned:

"I...Yes."

Thyls turned to the guest:

"Guardian Caguire, you also worked so hard to take them to prison."

Guardian Caguire's eyebrows were open and smiled: "During the Emerald Celebration, my duty is to provide convenience to His Highness, but if I need it, let me drive it."

Thyls nodded and looked at Miranda and Glover.

"How is it?"

"Cut the wrist," Miranda concluded. "Last night, before and after the celebration fireworks, Dagori Moss had been sitting in the corner of the cell. The blood ran down the wall into the drain, so no one Perceived. By the time the jailer and inmates found out, the people were already cold."

Thyls frowned:

"Suicide?"

Glover snorted coldly:

"The prison guards think so."

Kaguire quickly added:

"By the way, a sharpened piece of wood was found in Moss' arms. It was probably broken from the handle of the tableware, and it was still stained with blood. This is evidence of his slashing of the wrist."

Thyls was silent for a while.

"Is it evidence?"

The prince said solemnly: "Or is it the wrong guide left behind by others?"

These words made everyone's heart sink.

Guardian Caguire heard this and couldn't help saying:

"By the way, the jailers said that Moss has been very depressed these days. He knows what he has committed, and he knows that he will have no good fruit when he is caught. Rather than suffer the crime alive and hurt his family, it would be better... "

Thyls's complexion does not change:

"That's it? Suicide in fear of sin?"

Glover snorted coldly:

"No, those jailers are lying."

Caguire's expression changed.

"The scene looks like suicide, but there are many doubts."

Miranda stepped forward, stretched out her wrist, and gestured to Thales to show: "People have two wrist arteries, one shallow and one deep, on both sides of the thumb and thumb. Most people commit suicide by cutting their wrists. Only the shallow branch on one side of the thumb can be severed, and the bleeding is unpleasant. If it is found in time, it can be rescued."

"But the wound on Moss's hand was deeply visible, and even the artery in the depth was cut. He bleeds heavily in a short period of time, which is both low-key and effective."

Miranda tapped her wrist:

"Don't say that his arms are just sharp pieces of wood, even if he uses a metal knife..."

Speaking of which, she glanced at Mallos, making the latter bewildered for another moment.

"This requires proficient and powerful techniques, but also a hard-hearted courage."

Glover's eyes were sharp: "But the wine merchant has neither."

Thyls looked serious, and he exchanged glances with Mallos:

"Really."

Hearing these words, Officer Caguire was a little embarrassed, he hesitated, and finally he took a deep breath and chose to speak.

"Actually, I just couldn't talk too much about my colleagues in the prison just now... But in that case, your Highness, yes, Ms. Allende is right."

Thyls' eyes moved:

"Sergeant Caguire?"

"Before I was transferred to the Security Department, we had also worked in prisons. We have seen a lot of that kind of situation," Caguire sighed. "A prisoner died unexpectedly while being looked after. In order to shirk his responsibility and save his job, many prison guards We will unify our calibre and insist on suicide-I think, the wine merchant’s death is almost always a homicide, and then disguised as suicide."

Thyls' eyes moved: "In your opinion, who did it?"

Caguire hesitated for a while:

"When Moss died, the few prisoners present were habitual petty thefts. They were going to jail every few months, and within a few days of Moss’s imprisonment, they came in again. Coincidentally It's very."

"You mean they did it? Why?"

Caguire coughed:

"According to colleagues from the Police Department who pursued the Moss case, that wine merchant ruined many people’s lives. Most of them were workers who were owed wages, farmers who owed money, and cooperation with nothing. Shang... and Moss arrived in the Emerald City, rich in clothes and food, shouting in front and back, and he didn't want to give them a copper."

Thyls's eyes are a little surprised:

"Yes, he does owe a lot of people."

Kaguire continued:

"But the law in the Emerald City is strict, and Moss is too cunning, and he can afford to hire a defender. What's more, he used to work up and down, contact old friends, and cling to the powerful... His enemies may know that even if he goes to the trial court. The law seeks justice..."

Thyls's thoughts moved:

"Just take the risk and kill him for revenge?"

Caguire shook his head:

"I dare not say whether it is for revenge or debt collection, intentional killing or impulsive killing, but I must have no relationship with them."

D.D on one side couldn't help but speak: "They dare to kill in the Emerald City? Still in prison?"

"Because of the Emerald City and the prison."

Caguire gave a salute.

"I am ashamed of this matter, but both the Blood Bottle Gang and the Brotherhood have such a way: If you want someone to disappear, you can’t do it on the street, because the troubles are endless, so they usually cheat to the dock and make them drunk. The appearance of falling into the water, avoid tracing...but it’s even more different when you go to jail. Suicide is a good concealment."

Malos asked suddenly:

"So, did Moss' enemies hire murderers?"

Caguire nodded and admitted:

"It seems so right now, but how can I say it, if he doesn't cling to the powerful and powerful, he might not be so unlucky."

"Why?" Thales asked strangely.

Kaguire glanced at Thales:

"Moss's case involves many parties. As usual, he should be locked up in a small black room for severe interrogation, but because of his relationship with His Royal Highness..."

"His Royal Highness Thales has nothing to do with him," Mallos reminded him expressionlessly, "They only met on the road, nothing more."

Guardian Caguire immediately changed his words:

"Of course. In short, this wine merchant was transferred to a temporary cell for petty criminals. The treatment was good. He had enough meals, had a chat, and he was able to release the air regularly... No, something went wrong."

Tyles' eyes slowly focused.

"You...If the Emerald City Security Department goes on track, can you find someone who hires the murderer?"

Caguire first nodded, then appeared embarrassed.

"If you want to find it, of course you can find it, but, your Royal Highness..."

Thyls looked at him.

"To put it bluntly, Moss, who is usually a domineering blessing to squeeze workers, would take money and run away, causing countless people to bankrupt their wives and scum. It is worthy of the crime," the police officer coughed. "His Royal Highness has already suffered from him once, so why bother to come again... Whether it is to Moss himself, to those who have been trapped by him, or even to those who will be trapped by him in the future, it is better for him to die than to live. ."

"The same is true for the Security Department, right?" Thales said suddenly.

Caguire was a little confused, but Thales quickly smiled and motioned to Kong Muto to see him off:

"I see. Thank you very much for your help, Siren."

After Caquery left the room, Thales let out a long sigh:

"So, Moss died in a vendetta, and he hired a murderer, do you believe it?"

Everyone exchanged glances.

Miranda has been looking at the direction of Cacquere’s departure, and hummed softly upon hearing the words:

"This police officer is very slick, no wonder he will be assigned as your guide."

"Mira?"

Miranda turned around:

"He knows the jailers very well, and he takes us in to get familiar with the road. When Glover and I questioned, he always came out to make excuses.

"As for just now, he saw that we judged that Moss was not a suicide, so he turned immediately, showing a reluctant attitude, determined to tell his Royal Highness the truth, and told a sensible, labor-saving, and trouble-saving story-hiring murder and murder. It not only exonerated the jailers, but also put an end to the case."

D.D raised his arms:

"I didn't forget to say something in the middle, suggesting that Moss had a very good relationship with your Highness, that ended up here?"

Thyls shrugged.

Marillos sighed:

"I guess no one wants to commit a murder during the celebration, especially a sensitive person caught between the duke and the prince, which also involves official negligence and economic disputes in other places."

"As far as he inferred, no, the story he told..."

Mirandamo rubbed his black gloves, his eyes moved slightly:

"Vendetta, this means that they don’t have to bother to investigate the motives of the murder to verify the evidence, because everything stems from the old grievances that Moss had asked himself before; hiring a murderer, that is to say, even if the murderer found in the end 'They have no grudges with Moss, and they can also be convicted and closed because it was hired to kill anyway."

"If it is to be pursued, this should be the ‘argument’ that best suits the interests of all parties."

Kong Muto closed the door and sighed slightly after hearing the words:

"It's no wonder that the major police stations in the Emerald City are known for their high efficiency, high speed and high crime detection rate. When I saw it today, I really envied my colleagues."

D.D spread his hands:

"And he is indeed observing the law. How do you say that sentence, "Emerald City believes in justice and law"?"

"Maybe it is because I believe too much," Mallos' eyes flickered, "Law and justice are always on the same level, and they are equated. This is correct, and it is indeed the most ideal state, but in reality..."

The watchman did not go on.

"'If you believe in the law too much, justice is at risk of being ignored, and if you believe in justice too much, the law may be trampled on."

Everyone turned their heads together and looked at Huaiya who said these words, very surprised.

"Durant Empisiu's "Conventions and Customs"," Huaiya returned to his senses, feeling baffled by everyone's eyes, "I was preparing for the Royal Guard's entrance exam recently. This is The bibliography of the Ethics Department...what's wrong, don't you read while on duty?"

Glover frowned, D.D rolled his eyes, Rolf snorted disdainfully, and Nehy moved his body unconsciously, blocking the cake bag under his feet more tightly.

Commuto shook his head and muttered in a low voice:

"Well worthy of being the son of the Caso family."

"Okay, come back to the topic."

Thyls sighed and took out the puppet bear:

"Who killed Moss? Why? What effect did it have on us?"

Glover took a deep breath: "The one who wants to kill him..."

But Miranda speaks on the other side:

"According to your statement, Moss was a man who worked secretly for the Emerald City to collect money. Now he has broken things and knows too much. The Duke of Iris wants to kill him. This is very reasonable."

Glover's expression froze.

Thyls nodded.

Yes, this is reasonable.

But is it just that?

Thyls couldn't help but think of the girl from last night.

Moreover, Moss has another identity...an identity that cannot be declared to the public.

"Jane promised me," Thales frowned. "He said that he will keep Moss's life for observation."

"Maybe, but that was before Miss Hille appeared." D.D replied subconsciously.

But he soon realized that everyone turned to him immediately, with playful eyes, especially the prince's gaze.

"Um, sorry." D.D had to take a step back.

"Maybe we shouldn't delve into it."

Unexpectedly, it was Mallos who spoke.

"With all due respect, in the eyes of the public, Moss was imprisoned as a'businessman following the prince'," the watchman said cautiously, "now he is dead, and for your Highness, it's not a bad idea. A good thing."

"And it's too deep...I'm afraid we will get a bad reputation again."

Too much research...

But Thales thought of something.

"Caguire said, Moss died at around midnight last night?"

Miranda nodded: "That's what they said."

"At that time, was the Kongming Palace setting off fireworks?"

Malos frowned: "What's the matter?"

Thyls took a deep breath:

"Caquerei also said that Moss is running around the Emerald City, contacting old friends and clinging to the powerful?"

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what His Highness was thinking.

"Tor, check, who did Moss contact with before he met me."

Malles was startled:

"Your Highness?"

"I know, you don't want me to delve into it," Thales grabbed the puppet bear in his hand, his eyes stunned, "but, there is something here..."

Need to clarify.

Marillos sighed upon seeing this:

"I understand."

After everyone left, Thales fell headlessly on the bed, feeling a splitting headache.

King, Secret Branch, Emerald City, Jayne, Hille, Emerald Celebration, Moss...

The setting sun.

Instructed Mallos who finished today’s itinerary to come forward and care:

"How are you?"

"It’s okay, but it’s been a long time since I don’t have to do it myself. As long as you move your lips, your subordinates can bring you the feeling of results."

Thyls exhaled:

"By the way, Thor, remind me, what to do on the first day of the Emerald Celebration?"

"On this day in history, the'Southern' Hyman I and Queen Regina stepped into the Temple of Sunset, witnessing the oath before God and forming a marriage," Mallos replied slowly, "Therefore, today is Emerald On the public prayer day of the celebration, the temple and the church must hold their own activities to contact the believers, attract the public, and promote the sunset faith."

"Popular?"

Thyls ignited hope: "Is it all right for me?"

Malós has a turn in his words:

"As for the upper class of the Emerald City, headed by the duke, they must go to the altar of the Temple of Sunset to participate in public prayers, offer sacrifices to the goddess of the sunset, and then go to the church of the sunset church to listen to the priests and priests’ sermons, and a series of Religious ceremony...Of course, the most important thing is that you should appear in front of the people to show your devotion and respect to the goddess of the setting sun."

Tyles rubbed his face in pain.

"Tor, can I send you on my behalf?"

Malios squinted his eyes, looked at him for several seconds, then fished out the puppet bear on the bed and turned to leave.

"You have five minutes to dress, Your Highness."

"Don't be late."

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My brothers, friends and comrades in arms, the second prince of the Kingdom of Stars and Duke of Star Lake, Polaris, Your Excellency Thales Bright Star:

See the letter RuMe.

Seven years apart, always think about it, forgive you for your safety, and forgive you for greetings.

Although separated by many oceans, I also heard about the North Star in the Blood Sea Palace from time to time:

Go north alone to stop the army front, and the sky is broken and the earth is cracked to witness Wang Xie.

Wang Yan fights his life to save his life, and he is brave enough to break into the palace.

Others may marvel at your youthfulness, your superhuman courage, or even question the authenticity of such deeds, but in the name of my father, I assure you, Thales, your loyal friend, of the Blood Sea Throne Kotlina Corleone is by no means one of them.

Actually, I am not surprised by these legendary deeds of you, let alone surprised, and even feel that compared with the words on paper, your real experience should be only a lot more, and the weird ones are even more so people can think of, Gein Seven years ago, the experience of fighting side by side with you in the birch forest in the north made me realize that there are heroes from time to time.

However, great heroes are bound to be accompanied by endless sorrow. I believe that after experiencing the wind and rain, you have already felt some feelings about this, let alone revival of the ancient palace, I should give you more thoughts.

Unfortunately, these troubles are destined to be impossible to talk to others, because only the same people can understand the difficulty of being in their place and holding a chess piece.

Measure time, you should be in the Emerald City when you present this letter. The city of unknown queens, can it be like a king? Prosperity, can it be in the eyes of the king? Matching in-laws, can you meet the king? The palace is empty, can you feel at ease?

A century ago, "Parrot" Federico Kevin Deer dispatched the Blood Sea Throne to initiate the communication between the blood fangs and the iris, linking sea trade, and communicating politics. For this reason, Ke The Lyon family has a close view of the centuries, and the experience is profound, and he knows the darkness and complexity of the Kongming Palace, which is crowned by the stars and even the Westland.

In my opinion, from the parrot father Federico to the shofar male Cork, from the old lady to the queen Bella, to the recent Leinster, the Sonar brothers, and even the current generation of Kevin Deere, Iris The generations of the Hua family have their own personalities, but they also have commonalities that cannot be ignored: shrewd, forbearing, tough, sensitive, tough, deep in the city, and greed that they have never even known.

I hope you know that it is this kind of person who made the Emerald City, and it is this kind of person who is facing you.

Of course, I know that you have always been smart and smart, good at adaptability, good at using tactics, and have your own means to deal with irises.

Half a year ago, Jayne Kevin Deere wrote me a letter. In addition to asking to restore the relationship again, he also mentioned our common enemy, my cunning and mean, accustomed to deceiving and deceiving. Sister, the family humiliation of Blood Fang, the wicked Serena Corleone.

As far as I know, Serena is still active in Westland, and not long ago she also appeared in Exter's war against the Freedom League. I am not surprised. With her bad personality, she is bound to be unwilling to be resigned, and creating chaos to find opportunities from it has always been her masterpiece, just like the conspiracy she used against us back then.

I also heard that she had climbed up to our relatives in Xilu, and dazzled with the ambitious of the six clans of the feast. To be honest, upon hearing this, I don’t know if it is my sister or my Xilu relative, and it’s even more unfortunate. But insatiable greed is bound to perish.

However, Thales, there is no need to doubt. With Serena's habitual personality of extreme extremes, she will come to you one day to repay your hatred that thwarted her conspiracy.

I don’t think you, as one of the people who have faced her, need to be warned of her dangers, but I am worried that she will take advantage of the situation and situation you are facing to take advantage of the situation when you are in trouble. And enter, don't believe any of her words and deeds by then.

Please remember: Based on the past of you and her, Serena's purpose of warm words to you is to use and revenge, and nothing else.

Fortunately, you are not alone, Thales, we stand together at this point, and I don’t want my evil sister to hurt my ally, just as she hurts me.

Stars and nights should be born with each other to share the cold.

Finally, Thales, although you are standing on the ground, you can see the stars when you look up. When it's sunset and night, you may not be too late to reach out and explore.

Just as I walked in the dark, but I opened my eyes and looked at each other, and what I saw in my eyes was full of stars, reflecting the road ahead like the day.

For this, you have to grasp the power in your hand and use it when necessary to expand it. This is the best way to solve the dilemma and avoid defeat.

This letter should be delivered to you by my most trusted lieutenant~IndoMTL.com~Lee Corleone personally, he is restrained but keen, knowledgeable and reliable, and capable of adapting to changes. , So I entrust him to bring my gift for you, I hope you can approve it:

Even though the old ideas are difficult to settle, hatred and separation are ultimately detrimental to survival. An Emerald City that is friendly to us and trusts each other should meet our common expectations.

I hope you like my gift.

May your bloodline be ruled forever, just like an empire.

————Your sister, old friend and comrade-in-arms,

————The faithful and trustworthy Cortlinna L.A. Van Corleone who faced the disaster with you,

————Written in the Nightmare Castle in the Kingdom of Night, in the Palace of Blood Sea

Finally: Time flies, you should grow up, and your teeth should have been replaced by a round. It reminds me of my previous two teeth, I don’t know where they are.

(End of this chapter)