Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 194: Honorable Revenge

"Keep running, don't stop!"

With the urging sound of Xilai, Thales and his party stepped on the sewage under their feet and ran for their lives in the dim tunnel.

The tunnel is filled with strange white smoke. They continuously pass through the cracks and evaporate from the ground and even the wall, which affects the vision and seriously slows down their speed.

"Damn, how did that bastard..."

Glover held a torch and followed behind Thales and Hillary, pressing his forehead painfully from time to time, obviously not completely free from the influence of his power: "How did you find us?"

Rolf's resentful snort came from behind him, and Kathleen's pained cry.

“I have a subordinate—hiss—Sangare keeps dogs, including hounds, and has a very smart nose,” Phantom Blade lay on Rolf’s back, groaning sullenly. , "When we got here, we were covered in blood and smelled of blood—uh!"

"Cough, no one wonders what the smoke is about?"

Slimani waved the white smoke away in disgust, leaning on a wooden pole and limping in the twisted tunnel: "This is the sewer - damn, there's a dead fly! Could it be that there is a big smokehouse underneath?"

Amidst the rustling water, Hillary's voice came from the front:

"Maybe there really is, there's all the weird stuff going on in this tunnel—oh, watch out, there's a rock here!"

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But at the front of the team, Thales was silent.

The senses of **** continue to operate: On this escape road filled with white smoke, there are mice and cockroaches that have just died. Running frantically, flies and moths fall from the top of the head from time to time, fluttering and twitching on the wet ground...

It's just that the others were obscured by the thick white smoke, unaware of it.

What's the matter?

Tales shook his head, a little dazed.

The white smoke also faintly revealed a fishy smell that was hard for ordinary people to smell, which gave him an ominous feeling.

The teenager took a deep breath and tried to concentrate.

"No...what are you..."

The sound of the fight between Lausanne II and the mysterious reinforcements penetrated the wall and was caught in his ears by the senses of hell, leaving only the last vague endings:

"Could it be... unfair... self-defeating... can't figure out... crazy... easier... let go... beep—"

The words were mixed with sharp tinnitus at the end, which made Thales look in pain and cover his ears subconsciously.

Damn! So harsh!

"Are we really not going to help?"

Glover moved away a bunch of obstacles to let others pass, and couldn't help but look behind, only to see a cloud of smoke.

"That... strong man, let him resist that Lausanne alone?"

"Whoever of you likes to go!"

Slimani scrambled to get past the obstacle: "I'm not going anyway!"

Catherine reluctantly fell to the ground and held Rolfe's shoulder: "I know, we will remember and appreciate him - now run!"

"Believe me, we're just going to get in the way,?" Sheila took over the conversation, with a calm tone, "What should be really worried about now is,? Is..."

She didn't go on.

"Why not yet!"

Slimani interrupted impatiently: "This is a few turns, where is the exit?"

Yes.

Tales, who had just recovered from the pain, trembled slightly and his mind moved.

Yeah, what about the export?

Where's the exit of the ghoul tunnel?

Plop, plop, plop...

He took a deep breath and tried to look up ahead: the flames could only illuminate a few meters in front of him, and the distance was obscured by white smoke.

"Exit, the exit should be..." Thales said in a trance.

Plop, plop, plop...

I don't know why, but his heart is beating so fast right now, and his body feels so hot.

With every step, there is a strange tactile sensation and the sound of water splashing under my feet.

And this dark tunnel seems to have no end...

No.

Plop! thump!

His heart beats fast and his breathing is rapid.

Exit to the ground...

"It should be here! But..."

Tales covered his forehead and frowned fiercely.

Strange, with the blessing of "Never Lost", he should know the way.

It's like walking through the streets and alleys of the Emerald City just now. It's like they have just come down the tunnel. Although the route is complicated, Thales clearly knows which floor they are on, where they turn, and in which direction...

But why?

Why did he suddenly - Thales watched in disbelief at the faint white smoke that kept rising from his feet - and couldn't find his way?

Is the "Never Lost" blessing out of order?

Like being in the... great desert?

The white smoke that began to diffuse from nowhere became more dry, dazzling, and pungent, making Thales restless.

"Why not..."

Tales was in a trance, his eyes were slack, and he only felt that the ground became more and more uneven: "Exit, why hasn't it arrived yet..."

At this moment, his arm was grabbed!

Tales woke up and found Hillary standing behind him, trying to support his shaky self.

"Calm and focus."

Xilee's voice was calm and his eyes were firm, which made Thales gradually sober and his heartbeat gradually calmed down.

Behind her, both Glover and Rolfe looked at him with worried expressions: "Your Highness, are you too tired? I can carry you..."

Tales quickly stood firm and looked forward:

"No, no, let's continue, so the exit is in..."

"It's not too far," Xilai reassured, "don't panic, we're not going the same way, we're going to another exit: follow this direction, ignoring some small turns, if it's getting harder and harder, it's okay , indicating that the **** is rising..."

Under her command, the group set off again in a rustling manner.

"What's that, Hilla?"

Tales leaned against Shi Lai beside him, looked at the white smoke under his feet, and said in a low voice:

"What are these?"

Sheila didn't look up, just tried to support him:

"It's autumn, it's cold, and the sewers are steaming hot... Concentrate, Thales, we're going out. Concentrate."

Tales frowned and was about to ask, but suddenly found out:

Sheila is bowing her head deeply, her eyelashes trembling.

More than that.

Tales lowered his head: Hillary's hands holding his arms were shaking slightly, even through the gloves.

Just like...

It's like she's ripped off her gloves on the street.

Tales was stunned.

He closed his mouth, turned his head, and focused on his journey.

It turns out that Hille's guidance was more accurate than Thales's sense of finding the way. After a few minutes, they turned a corner, and the light in front of them suddenly appeared, and the air was fresh.

Slimani cheered, the first one rushed out, and the rest were excited, all followed!

Tales also gritted his teeth and ran forward - no one wanted to stay even a second longer in this fetid and filthy place.

Finally, they crossed the thin white smoke, rushed out of the narrow and blocked tunnel exit, stumbled down a large **** full of garbage and mud, and breathed fresh air again.

"Ah! We're finally out!"

Slimani sat slumped on the ground, staring at the setting sun in the distance, unable to hold back tears.

Rolfe carefully put down the reluctant Kathleen, exhausted himself.

"Damn, that's all!"

Glover frowned at the last inch of the sun's shadow on the horizon: "I have to inform the Lord quickly..."

At this moment, all of them are in a state of embarrassment, their faces are disgraced, their clothes are messy, and they smell more or less.

Tales bent down, held down his knees, gasping for breath.

He felt the warmth of the setting sun on his face, as well as the rest of his life.

Strange.

He gritted his teeth: After leaving the range of white smoke, it seems, the power that never gets lost has returned?

And he's no longer in a trance?

Tales glanced to the side: Hillary was pale, not thinking.

"Where is this?"

Everyone raised their heads, only to find that they were under a bridge pier, and there was a faint noise of the crowd above their heads.

"I recognize that it is the North Gate Bridge, and beyond that is the New Suburb," Kathleen gritted her teeth, tightening the bandages, "the territory of the black silks."

"Where are we going now?" Slimani wondered.

But at this moment, Thales felt something, raised his head subconsciously, and was shocked!

The crowd followed his gaze and turned back, and they were equally shocked!

It's Lausanne II.

At some point, the killer in black appeared on the **** behind them, looking down at them.

Grim eyes.

Slim in stature.

The long sword in his hand is all broken, with countless gaps.

"Fuck!" Kathleen was the first to scold.

"It's him again!" Glover subconsciously stood up and raised his knife, "Pinch yourself, concentrate, don't get caught!"

"Why can't he get rid of it?" Slimani looked horrified.

Rolf stomped hard.

In the chaos, Thales frowned and looked back at the killer in black on the slope, while Hillary stared at the tunnel behind him.

As the sun sets, the bridge piers cast shadows, dividing the **** in two:

Lausanne is above, shrouded in dim shadows.

Tales is below, bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Uphill and downhill, one black and one red, the distinction is as if two worlds.

"Bang!"

A bunch of fireworks flew into the sky and exploded into colorful explosions.

Everyone was startled, and they only reacted when there were cheers one after another from the top of their heads:

As the sun sets, another night of Emerald Celebration begins.

"Where's the strong man? Where's the rescuer?" Glover asked cautiously.

"I said, we will remember him." Kathleen sighed.

"Don't be stunned, run!" Slimani urged with a weeping voice.

Sheila looked solemn and looked around vigilantly.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Bands of fireworks burst into light, shining in mid-air, overshadowing the fading sun.

At that moment, two worlds, one black and one red, briefly blended together.

Lausanne looked at the fireworks in mid-air, and then at Thales.

Tales sighed and stepped forward:

"Okay, Lausanne II, we've got enough of it, let's stop for today."

Lausanne was silent, not speaking.

The next second, he lifted the broken sword and slammed it on the ground!

Slimani was overjoyed: "He agreed?"

But Thales frowned:

In the senses of hell, Lausanne II's body is like a bottomless darkness, cold and lonely.

I saw the killer in black calmly took out the black mask, covered his face again, and tidied up his clothes.

Only a pair of cold eyes appeared.

"What does he mean?"

Slimani frowned: "Is it 'it's time, I have to get off work'?"

In the next second, Lausanne, who was covered and dressed up, picked up the sword on the ground!

He took a step and walked down the slope, approaching them.

Everyone's heart froze.

"No," Kathleen sighed deeply, "I guess it's 'it's time for work.'"

"Why is he so dedicated," Slimani said, "it's all overtime -- how much is overtime paid?"

Glover flicked the blade with a ruthless expression on his face:

"Dumb, you take your Highness to go first, I will come to the Queen."

He hesitated for a second, but still looked at Thales:

"Your Highness, if I...please tell her, I'm sorry-"

But before the zombie's words were finished, Rolfe walked past him firmly, stood in front of him, and made a gesture:

【Don't think about it. ]

Don't think of yourself as a hero in front of His Highness alone.

Glover frowned: "I won't make trouble with you, you run faster than me..."

"No, you two stand back and run with them," Thales interrupted them without question, "I'll come to the rear."

Glover and Rolfe both change color.

"Relax," Thales pointed to Lausanne II who was getting closer, "he won't hurt me."

"Are you sure?" Hillary said in a suspicious tone.

Tales shook his head and stepped forward, blocking the people behind him.

"Has Jenn warned you?"

Tales said loudly to Lausanne and pointed to the fireworks above his head: "Hide your identity, act in a low-key manner, and don't act in public and make a big scene that is difficult to handle!"

But Lausanne did not answer.

He just stepped forward.

"Your Highness?" Glover spoke worriedly, but Thales raised his hand to stop him.

"Go back, you've done your best," Thales looked at Lausanne II who was getting closer, launched the crime of the prison river, and was ready to block his attack with his body at any time, "For the rest, I Negotiating with your employer..."

The next moment, Lausanne's figure flashed and disappeared from his sight!

Huh?

The crime of Hell River jumped suddenly, making Thales' heart shiver.

"No!" Glover roared.

Bang!

While the sword wind whistled, Thales only felt that he had been hit hard and was dizzy.

"Plop!"

With a muffled sound, Thales came back to his senses, only to realize that he had been thrown to the ground by Hillary!

What?

Tales turned his head in a trance:

Lord Lausanne II appeared in front of Thales' just position, and the broken blade went deep into the ground, slicing the soil in two.

"Fool!" Hillary pressed against him, gritted her teeth.

Wait.

Lord Lausanne II, he was just about to-- Thales lying on the ground, opened his eyes wide to react--kill me?

He's not afraid...

The next second, before Thales had time to react, Glover and Rolf rushed to Lausanne angrily!

But this time, the black-clothed killer's eyes were indifferent, and the sword light flashed between the body shape changes!

"Shit!"

Only a face-to-face, Glover snorted and the blade fell to the ground, but he was as brave as him, ignoring the blood of his right hand, instead of retreating, he rushed forward to the blade of Lausanne II!

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, seeing that Glover was in danger for a moment, Rolfe shot at him, knocking the zombie out two meters away, almost avoiding the sword's edge.

But the wind blew, and Lausanne's blade followed Rolfe!

"No!" Thales roared.

"Clang!"

Clanging metal, Rolf flipped in a circle in the air and fell to the ground, hugging his knees and struggling with a whimper, clearly in pain.

"I wanted to chop off your legs, annoying fleas," Lausanne II looked at Rolfe, then at the "calf" that fell on his side, his voice mechanically indifferent, "In the end, huh, prosthetic legs? "

Catherine's eyes changed as she looked at the metal calf prosthesis that fell to the ground.

Glover spat out a mouthful of blood, gritted his teeth and tried to get up, but eventually fell back.

Lausanne turned around and looked at the remaining two.

Slimani reacted, screaming in horror until Kathleen on the side gave him a kick.

Magic Blade gritted his teeth and stood up, raised his only arm, clenched his fist tremblingly, and opened his posture:

"Bah, Turnbull's wild dog, my mother put her words here: I tm don't regret it!"

Lausanne didn't answer, just slowly raised his sword.

"Enough!"

Tales' angry roar sounded!

He gritted his teeth and stood up, trying to forget the life-and-death sword just now:

"If you kill me, your master won't drive-"

But before he finished speaking, Shi Lai behind him grabbed him: "Tales!"

Huh?

Tales was startled, only to realize that Hillary was holding his hand, shaking his head desperately.

"Master?"

The voice of Lausanne II is heard.

Empty, grim, with a hint of mockery.

"Hehehehe... Master, Master, Master here, Master there, Master everywhere..."

He turned around slowly, the eyes on the mask pierced Thales:

"You condescending, privileged **** who thinks you can be more sober and nobler than others, you just can't... No, it should be everyone in the world, everyone, everyone from birth to Slaves who are being raped all the time and are used to being ignorant... just can't be without their masters, they can't be beaten without a whip, right!"

The next second, Lausanne II swayed, he bent down, held down his head, and trembled slightly.

As if suffering from a headache.

Tales was startled, and then he reacted: something was wrong with him.

"Whether that master is a teacher, a boss, a boss, a king, a country, rules, ideas, beliefs, love, or any other cowardly scumbag..." Lausanne gritted his teeth and rubbed his forehead, "You just can't stand it in your mouth. There are not many days when you have your hands in your mouth and no one stabs your ass."

"Even if they're about to smash your **** and **** your teeth, you have to lie to yourself to be grateful and be willing to say, 'We, we should live like this!'"

The final roar of the killer in black was so hoarse that it even changed its pitch.

Tales was shocked.

Not true.

Lausanne II...

It's not the same as before.

So he doesn't hold back, even in the face of Prince Star.

"What did it do?" Sheila whispered subconsciously.

Tales turned his head:

"What?"

Who?

Who did what?

But Xi Lai didn't answer him, just looked at the tunnel entrance where the white smoke dissipated:

"What did you do?"

After a few seconds, Lausanne II no longer trembled, he straightened up, his eyes returned to coldness, and he looked at Kathleen and Slimani, who was shaking uncontrollably.

Okay.

There is no other way.

The exhausted Thales took a deep breath, took out the JC dagger, and put it on his left palm.

Hillai, who was beside him, grabbed him.

"No, please, no, don't go, you don't know it..." She was weak, almost pleading.

Tales had to smile at her and pull her hand away decisively:

"It's fine, it'll be fine."

"Bang!"

Another bunch of celebration fireworks exploded in the air, illuminating the underside of the bridge.

At this moment, Lausanne II's body was full of wind, and a figure turned up from the ground and rushed towards the black-clothed killer by the wind!

Tales was shocked and reacted:

"Rolf, no!"

The next second, Lausanne II turned around and swung his sword towards Rolf, who had only one leg and looked resolute!

Time seems to have stopped.

“Ding!”

With a soft sound, Lausanne II moved again, but dodged in the opposite direction to Rolf!

Rolfe flew into the air, unable to control his balance any longer, and fell to the ground.

As soon as they fell together, Thales widened his eyes, as if he had forgotten to breathe.

Lausanne II turned around and looked at the position where he just stood:

An arrow is stuck in the ground, the feather quivering.

"Again?" he whispered.

But as soon as Lausanne finished speaking, he turned around quickly, worthy of avoiding a long sword that pierced the back of his head!

With a turn of his wrist, Lausanne II fought three times with the people who came, and retreated three steps!

I saw a female swordsman wearing black gloves standing in front of him, coldly throwing away the long sword:

"It's round two, bastard."

Tales widened his eyes and said in surprise, "Mira!"

Hoo!

The sword wind reappeared, Lausanne II didn't have time to answer, he turned around twice, and set up another long sword with a tricky angle!

"That's right," Mike Zoneveld, the pioneer officer who appeared to his right, held a sword in his left hand and stared sharply, "Try this trick?"

Lausanne II's sword flashed again, and he had a head-to-head with Zonneveld, but at the same time, a special-shaped long knife struck from the other side!

"Clang! Ding!"

The sword is split and closed, and the sharp sound is repeated.

"May you be full of thorns, stranger."

Second Guard Officer, Jose Custa swung a knife to attack, and said something:

"As the stars dim for you."

Lausang was dangerously and dangerously holding the sword and attacking, but there were two short swords, which stabbed dangerously from behind him!

This time, Lausanne II had to turn around to the limit, avoid the pinch with a rather embarrassed roll, and escape the encirclement!

"Use your **** tricks again," Leo Morgan, second-class vanguard, snorted fiercely, shaking off the blood on his sword, "Rats?"

Lausanne II shuddered and stood up slowly:

I don't know when, Miranda, Zonevede, Kusta, and Morgan, the four were separated and surrounded him.

The next second, countless torches lit up from all around, illuminating the square earth **** at the bottom of the bridge.

"Watch the formation! Don't let him run away this time!"

The herald Toledo was standing on the northern slope. He stared at Lausanne and slowly drew his blade out. The Itariano logistics officer stood beside him, languidly, with a crossbow on his shoulders.

On the west side, Pioneer Officer Oskarsen held a torch and held the hilt with the other hand. Capone Punisher tilted his head with a smile and tightened the axe in his hand, while Second-Class Pioneer Officer Vlatten He licked his tongue, his eyes malicious.

South, the vanguard of Nexi looked at Lausanne II through gnashing of teeth, with high fighting spirit ("He's mine! One-on-one!"), the vanguard "Poop" Supa Langley sighed and put the The mace was leaning on the ground, while guard Kongmuto held the scabbard and smiled at Thales.

Oriental, the "ghost" Hugo Forby's flag officer gently put away the notebook in his hand, Jaynard was holding the dark horse Jenny, his eyes were sharp, Willow was holding two guns, trying to make himself look more majestic .

Higher, Paul Bozdoff calmly lowered his longbow and realigned himself.

Everyone present was staring intently at the reinforcements that appeared: Hillary put her hands behind her back subconsciously, Glover exhaled, Rolf lay down in relief, Kathleen frowned, and she didn't know what to think. The unborn Srimani wept with joy.

Under the illumination of fireworks and firelight, Thales looked up happily and glanced at familiar subordinates one by one.

Wait a minute, even the Forbey flag officer who doesn't care about anyone in the guards is here, which means...

"Your Highness, you can really run."

Familiar voice came, Thales turned around and looked up, surprised:

"Thor!"

Seeing Mallos appearing at the highest point on the north side, he nodded lightly to Thales.

"Right," Thales remembered something, and pointed at the man in black through gritted teeth, "This guy is called Lausanne II..."

But the watchman glanced at Thales lightly, and the meaning in his eyes made His Royal Highness say something and swallowed.

"We finally meet, killer in black." Mallos turned to Lausanne II, who was surrounded in the arena.

Lausanne II did not speak.

He turned around and finally made sure that he had been surrounded in all directions before he knew it, and there was no way for the water to leak.

He looked at the four people who were on guard in front of him, chuckled as if resigned, and lowered his long sword:

"You, you are their leader, the Royal Guard?"

Marios looked down at him and said coldly after a few seconds:

"The wine merchant, Dagory Moss died in prison, bloodied and undetected; the wool merchant Diop died in the mansion with a horrified expression and agitated emotions - you did it all , right?"

Tales was startled.

Lausanne II was silent.

"Your ability," Mallos affirmed, "has made them fall into hallucinations, unable to resist calling for help, such as the walking dead being slaughtered by you, and the nearby witnesses being attacked together, waking up in a daze and ignorant. "

Lausanne II did not deny it, but shook his shoulders and chuckled softly:

"Is it that you found a way to understand and resist my power?"

A cold light flashed in Mallos' eyes.

"Please go back to the palace immediately, Your Highness, with your 'friend'," the watchman suddenly said to Thales, "If it's too late, I don't know about the two Servants Caso and Guard Doyle. Man, you will make up some outrageous travel excuses for you."

Tales was stunned, but didn't care about Shi Lai, who was holding him:

"But—"

"Not disrespectful, Your Highness Thales!"

Marios interrupted him, his words firm and unmistakable: "But with you here, we are worried that we will not be able to make a full effort to clear the blood debt of the guards."

Tales frowned:

"The Guard's Blood Debt?"

Marios didn't answer the prince, but turned to Lausanne coldly:

"The masked gentleman, whether it is from Kevin Deere's house or from Master Joaquin, the flag wing can't find your information."

Flagman Forbey snorted softly.

However, Mallos' conversation changed:

"But I heard you bragging to my men that you killed a royal guard?"

Lausanne II remained motionless, only frowning slightly.

"In view of this, we traced the files of the deceased members of the Royal Guard. If not in the first five years, we will go up to ten years, if not in ten years, it will be twenty years, and finally..."

Marios was stunned, and the surrounding royal guards were standing by, and the atmosphere was solemn.

"Twenty-three years ago," Mallos said softly, "the first-class flag officer, Joao Aknet, returned home to visit relatives, but died unexpectedly."

Hearing the name, Lausanne raised his head slowly and met Mallos' eyes.

"Acknet's flag officer and 'Skull' Bruno are from the same family. Although they are not as terrifying top masters as the skeleton, they are also superb in swordsmanship. They are one step away from the extreme realm. It can be seen that the murderer who killed him is very special Not easy."

Lausanne was silent.

At that moment, the audience was quiet except for the strong wind.

"It's more coincidental that both Aknet and Bruno have been knight attendants," Mallos' eyes moved, "and their teacher is none other than the imperial swordsman master-Handro Hua. Gold."

Tales looked at Lausanne in surprise, but the latter remained motionless.

"At that time, the situation was turbulent, and the guards had no time to take care of them. The 'Skull' led people to search and failed, and the case was forced to shelve," the watchman continued. It’s even more impossible to talk about.”

"Until today."

Mallows' voice fell.

The guards in all directions looked serious and silent, just stared at the black-clothed killer in the field.

A few seconds later, Lausanne II snorted and laughed.

"That's right, Joao," the killer in black sneered, "I killed him."

As soon as these words came out, the Star Lake Guards made a commotion, some snorted, some sighed, some snorted, and some clicked.

Tales frowned.

Marios closed his eyes gently, then opened them again.

He looked at Thales.

"Okay, Thor," Thales exhaled, stepped forward to help Glover, and greeted Hillary, "Good luck."

Watching Thales and his group leave gradually, Mallos nodded.

The next second, he shouted:

"Where the edict is!"

In all directions, all the royal guards held their heads high and shouted in response:

"Full of knights!"

It's neat and tidy.

I saw little soldier Willow envy for a while.

Lausanne II looked at this scene blankly and looked up at the sky.

The knight.

A knight?

"In the name of the Royal Guard of the High King."

Under the watchful eye of all the guards ~IndoMTL.com~ Mallos stepped forward, blade unsheathed.

Following his actions, the guards on the field showed their weapons one after another, gearing up for action.

Lausanne stood alone in the center of the encirclement, with a mutilated sword and torn clothes.

"The fifty-seventh watchman, Tormund Mallos leads the 14 guards under his command," Mallos' voice was cold and his expression solemn, "Here is the execution of the late guard flag officer, if Lord Ann Arkenette's..."

Marios looked at Lausanne II with a sharp look:

"Honorary Revenge."

Bang!

Another fireworks exploded.

Light up Lausanne's figure.

And the darkness in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)