Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 207: Scarlet Iris (Part 2)

The plot of the first and second chapters has undergone major changes. It is recommended to refresh and watch it again.

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"All this is not accidental, Your Highness, and even that Lausanne II may serve the Duke! In any case, you can't stay any longer..." Wya whispered.

"In these few hours, they split up." On the other side, the Seychelles captain gritted his teeth, and what he said made Jen frown again and again, "one after another to a fallen noble, a liar, a vigilante, a municipal Office clerks, and a casino errand to spy on key information.”

"What news?" Jane said solemnly.

Seychelles looked hesitant as he leaned into the Duke's ear and whispered something.

Jane's eyes narrowed.

He looked at Thales, his eyes cold.

Apart from this, what else did this little brat find out about?

"Wait! I think I get it, there must be some misunderstanding!"

Xilei stood in the middle and waved vigorously:

"But that's not the way to deal with the problem by any means..."

But unfortunately, no one on both sides pays attention to her now.

"Unfortunately we know too late..." Wyja whispered.

"Fortunately we found out in time..." Seychelles said to Jenn.

"The arena is now full of Emerald Corps and vigilantes, and there is a steady stream of support," Wyah sighed softly to Thales, "They are superior in strength, and our situation is unfavorable..."

"There is a net around the arena, just for this moment," Seychelles said coldly, "No matter what they plan, they can't succeed..."

After listening to the report, Jen took a deep breath and stared at Thales:

"Seychelles, are you sure?"

"Very sure, my lord," the Seychelles captain said firmly, without doubt, "before that, they were still searching for exits, spying and even directly attacking the weak points of our security, and at least one team was wrongly summoned. Transferred from their posts - they must have a ghost in their hearts and made a plan to escape early!"

Thiers thought about the key point and looked at the attendant:

"Wya, what are you going to do now?"

"We each perform our duties, Your Highness," Wyah said nervously, "Conmutto they are creating chaos, trying to move the guards away, while Kusta is going to clear the obstacles and arrange the escape route, Jaynard. We are leading Jenny to wait outside, the incident is urgent, we can't find Hugo flag officer, but we can't take care of much..."

"Therefore I have reason to believe, Your Excellency," the Seychelles captain waved his hand, "that the chaos in the arena, including those two imposter contestants, is just a pretense, just for the sake of this For a moment, they're bad for you!"

"When you arrive at the place, please don't hesitate and don't look back. Ride your horse and run. It's better to run out of the city and find the courtiers who are loyal to the royal family..." Huaiya looked at death as if at home, "As long as you can escape alone Go, the rest of us are safe..."

Tales and Jen looked at each other from a distance.

And there was suspicion in both eyes.

"Your order from the beginning was right," the Seychelles captain gritted his teeth. "This Highness is in danger, and he should be kept in isolation and in custody - only at your command, Your Excellency."

Jane raised his hand gently:

"Wait a minute, Seychelles."

"Wait for my signal, Your Highness," Wyah glanced at everyone and shoved the alerter to Thales, "We'll stop later..."

Tales sighed:

"Wya, wait..."

Facing the two sides who are arguing with swords, Xi Lai gets more and more headaches.

"Cassian, can you stop this conflict?"

"Of course," Cassian smiled, "Which side do you want me to attack?"

Xila let out a long sigh.

"Big guy, can we calm down? There are so many people watching here - you'd better come up with a good excuse, such as the Duke and Prince, wherever they are, training their subordinates in the stands?"

Yeah, bad.

Tales looked at the guards coming from all over the arena, felt the gazes of other stands, and suddenly felt a headache.

So many people watching... eh?

The next second, Thales was shocked.

So many people watched...

Yes, what did he just think of? If you don't kill people, no one will listen...

At this moment, the host's voice, which had been silent for a while due to the accident in the Duke's Stand, resounded in the arena again.

"Wait, you... why... come this way..."

Only this time, his voice was flustered.

Everyone turned their heads in unison: the black-armored warrior and the white-robed swordsman, those two offenders who had broken through the guards' obstacles at some point, stood under the host at this moment.

I saw the white-robed swordsman nodded to the black-armored warrior, he passed the latter, and walked onto the stage without haste.

Tales shuddered and pushed the person in front of him away:

"Stop them!"

He pointed to the host station in the distance and yelled at Jenn:

"They're taking the podium! That microphone!"

Everyone was stunned for a second,

But soon, Jenn also realized something, his expression changed:

"Seychelles!"

However, the far water is not as close to the fire: the swordsman in white came to the host station and approached step by step.

The host's voice was originally full of energy, but this moment changed its tone:

"No no no, you can't come up! I'm still commenting on the election... don't touch the microphone... no, ah! Ouch! No no no help!"

On one side, Seychelles is still rushing to order, on the other side, the sound of entanglement and fighting on the host's stage is transmitted through the microphones throughout the arena.

Soon, a strange and cold voice replaced the host and sounded in the arena:

"You, get out."

The host screamed and tumbled down the steps, hurriedly fleeing.

The accident on the host stage shook the audience through the microphone, attracting everyone's attention for a while. Even the two sides who were arguing in the Duke's stand stopped, except for the players who were still fighting in the home stadium. The entire arena was in an uproar, and more than ten seconds later, a louder shout came from the crowd outside the arena.

"What's up with this?"

"Is someone crazy about being popular?"

"Want to steal the limelight from the Duke and Prince?"

"It's not uncommon for such a thing to happen, wait for the guards to catch him, and then wait for the prison meal..."

"Don't! I bet on him!"

Vassals, nobles, merchants, foreign guests... Almost everyone stood up in their seats, in shock, and some even wanted to cross the fence to watch the fun, but were stopped by the vigilantes and green hats.

"I know..."

At this moment, that unfamiliar and stern voice——the voice of the swordsman in white resounded again, shaking the arena:

"I know, Emerald City, I know that you are here to choose the will, not to see this."

He tightens his voice:

"But now, listen to—I—speak."

The audience in the major stands was silent, and even some of the players who were fighting on the field stopped.

I saw the swordsman in white standing on the stage. He still hid his face behind his helmet and looked at the entire election arena.

"I see," Thales stared at what happened on the opposite host, "he's doing what you did."

Jane turned back for a while: "What? What did I do?"

"The royal banquet, remember? Anker Bailar," Thales suddenly said, "he, he is forcing everyone to listen, and then..."

Jane's eyes narrowed.

"Listen to what? Who is Anke Bailar?" Xilai was still confused.

Tales and Jen looked at each other and understood something.

"Back off, Star Lake Guard," Thales sighed, "now."

"Put up your arms, Seychelles," Jenn also ordered. "Our enemy is not here."

The two sides of the confrontation were startled, but the voice of the swordsman in white sounded again inside and outside the arena, attracting attention and contributing to eliminating the hostility between the two sides:

"As you know, this morning, Caquere vigilante, unfortunately died in the Emerald City."

His voice is very low, very deep, not fast, but there is an inexplicable sense of grief and anger:

"One man, one life, one husband, one father, all dying on the street."

The death of Caquere was the big news this morning. The whole arena exploded, and the reactions from each stand were mixed:

The noble vassals were cautious and kept silent. The bureaucrats looked serious and exchanged glances. The businessmen were terrified and whispered. The foreign state guests were curious and waited to watch the excitement. There was a buzzing sound, and everyone was excited to discuss.

Of course, more people turned their heads, looking at the Duke's stand, either naturally or unnaturally.

"Damn, I thought their target was either you or me." Jen said to Thales with a gloomy face.

Xilei frowned:

"What about me?"

"So the focus of the defense is here, ignoring the host, but..." Zhan ignored his sister, he took a deep breath, "But it doesn't matter, since they show up, it's easy to deal with."

Tales urged everyone to put away their weapons and think deeply.

The sound in the microphone is louder:

"But he's not the only one!"

On the stage, the swordsman in white raised his arms:

"Too many people have died in the Emerald City these days - wine merchants, wool merchants, vigilantes, apologists, accountants, sons of former mercenaries, etc... They all died unintentionally, but all No sun, no one knows, for some ridiculous reason!"

Tales, Jenn, and Xilai looked at each other, feeling each other's surprise and unease.

Under the host, the black armored warriors waved their swords one after another, instantly eliminating the two teams of guards who wanted to approach.

"That's..." Looking at the skills of the black-armored warrior, Wyya was startled.

"Yes, that's him," D.D said solemnly, "not dead."

But he's not the biggest threat anymore.

Tales stared at the man in white on the podium from a distance.

"However, the murderer who killed them not only hides behind the scenes and escapes justice, but also slanders and framed them in an attempt to frame the heir of the kingdom!"

The man in white said coldly:

"Trying to drive away the prince who brings justice to the Emerald City."

Tales frowned tightly, and Wyah stood closer to the prince.

"...just to hide his own hypocritical and ugly face and cover up the monstrous things he has done."

The next second, the swordsman in white raised his head, pointed his long sword at the Duke's stand opposite the arena, and shouted angrily:

"That's right, Jenn Cavendell!"

"Our wise Duke, you, you are the culprit behind the scenes!"

The swordsman in white said loudly:

"You killed Dagory Moss, the wine merchant! Diop the wool merchant! Jeff Rene, the chief of police! Wen! He also killed Prince Thales' security officer, Caquere Guard!"

The audience was once again in an uproar.

The words of the swordsman in white were like a thunderbolt that blew up the entire arena.

"My God..."

"What's the matter..."

"It must be a false accusation, empty vernacular, one-sided words, don't believe it..."

"It's a conspiracy of foreign forces!"

"But what if it's true?"

"Go on! I want to hear more!"

"Seychelles!"

In the Duke's stand, Jenn said coldly, "How did you drag it to this point!"

Seychelles, dripping with cold sweat, urged his men over and over again.

"It's too late, most of the legion is attracted by the events here," Kassian sighed, "and it's too far from here to the host stage, and the middle is still crowded with unknown contestants, The audience craning their necks forward..."

"There is also an extreme realm master blocking it." Glover stared at the black armored warrior.

Jane is leaning against the railing with an unidentified expression.

"But what is this? Why?" Xilai asked in confusion, "Just to grab a microphone and then throw dirty water on you?"

"No - it's misleading." Thales spoke suddenly, attracting their attention.

"What?"

"Little Borwyn's death was not for the Emerald City to see," Thales shook his head, "but for you to see, Jenn, even, only for you to see."

Xiaoshuting app

Jane's eyes tightened and his fists clenched.

"Then, and then you're misguided to do what they expected, to respond, to try to counter it, to do...the things you 'have to do'."

Tales sighed: "It's also what they want you to do."

What they want from you...

"I didn't kill them." Jen gritted his teeth.

"I know, but what's important at this moment is not whether you killed them, but..." Thales shook his head in a low voice.

Hearing this, Xilai's expression slowly changed.

"But more than that, Jenn, more than that..."

The reverberation of the swordsmen in white reverberated in the arena under the night sky, causing the lights to flicker.

"It's not enough to kill them, you also use all your relationship means from top to bottom, from black to white, from the blood bottle gang to the police station, bend the law for personal gain, fabricate facts, bury secrets, forge the truth...why Why! Ask the Emerald City, what is it that makes you so mad, you have to bury them at any cost, and never teach them?"

Zhan En stared at the man in white on the host, his eyes splitting.

"But I know, Emerald City, I know why."

The noise in the arena is getting louder and louder, and it's getting harder and harder for vigilantes to keep the stands and entrances in order.

Finally, two more teams of guards broke through the crowd and rushed to the stage with torches.

"Because, because eleven years ago..."

At that moment, Thales keenly noticed: Jenn beside him trembled slightly.

"Dagory Moss, who was still unknown at the time, received a sum of money from unknown sources," the swordsman in white said in a deep voice, "He took the money and found two black and white Dao’s middleman, Diop, who is a beginner, hired a professional killer—Borwyn who licked blood.”

"So, that year, the Duke of Leinster was unfortunately assassinated."

When the voice fell, the entire arena was like a sea wave crashing on the shore, and a huge sound wave broke out.

Moss, Diop, Borwyn...

Wyya exchanged glances with others, then quickly took out the notebook in her arms and hurriedly flipped through it.

"Seychelles!"

Above the stand, Zhan suddenly shouted angrily:

"Stop the bout! Go straight into the arena, destroy the **** megaphone, arrest them! Now! Now!"

Tales had never seen Jenn so rude. He and Xilai looked at each other and felt the surprise in their hearts.

Seychelles was taken aback.

"Call, stop? But my lord, according to the rules of the election, before the winner is decided... if we let the army rush in..."

"Go to tm's rules!"

Jane roared disregarding his manners and leaned half of his body out of the stand:

"My family's election will be decided by me!"

The appearance of the duke caught many people's attention, and many people talked about it. Xilai responded the fastest and immediately pulled his brother back:

"It's okay, Seychelles knight, just treat this as a violation of law and order: the mad words of a madman, there is no need to send the Emerald Legion out, and so many foreign guests are watching."

"No! I want you to--"

"Jane!"

Xilei grabbed his brother's hand fiercely and interrupted sharply:

"This will make us even more embarrassed and speechless!"

The Duke of South Bank stared blankly at his sister, as if he couldn't react.

Xilei took a deep breath, leaned forward, pressed his forehead, and looked into his brother's eyes.

"Don't forget, brother, we are Kevin Deere and Iris tricolor - we must not fall into the ruse of the enemy!"

Jane shivered slightly when he heard the family's surname.

After a few seconds, he took a deep breath, squeezed his sister's hand tightly, and nodded suddenly.

"Yes, yes, Xilai, you are, you are right..."

Tales saw all this and frowned.

Seychelles was a little dazed, but Cassian patted him on the shoulder, the former hesitated for a moment, nodded and turned away.

"And after that..."

Unfortunately, the words of the man in white are not over yet.

"Vigilance Minister Jeff Rene, with the expectation and anger of the entire Emerald City, pursued it all the way and found out that it was a case of fraternal murder, so he arrested the so-called real murderer,"

"The process of handling the case and the report on the conclusion of the case were personally recorded and written by the expert in breaking the case, the first-class security officer Slimani. The whole case, from the evidence to the motive, was complete, and it could be described as seamless and iron-clad."

The man in white sneered:

"So, the 'real murderer' found by the vigilance hall is not fair, and the respected Viscount of Gonghai City, Sona Calvindil, is imprisoned."

“However, no matter how tortured and intimidated he received, he still refused to confess his guilt and refused to give in... Until one day, the jailer guarding his cell, Captain Caquere, came to report: Viscount Sona was in prison. Suicide', leaving only a bluntly worded and scribbled 'suicide note' confessing his crime - murdering his brother and treason."

The swordsman in white giggled when he said this.

There is more noise in the arena, and everyone is arguing in shock, excitement, and fear.

Rene, Srimani, Kaquere...

Tales was stunned.

Wiya listened to these names and flipped through his own notes, his expression becoming more and more ugly.

"Yes, Moss, Diop, Porwin, Rene, Slimani, and Kaquere..."

"Because of this past, in the next eleven years, they have been rewarded: some have risen sharply, some have become rich, some have become famous, and some, even if their father committed the crime of assassination, they still can Food and clothing are safe.”

The words of the man in white carry deep hatred:

"But also because of this past, eleven years later, when someone began to investigate the past, when the central royal family began to doubt the truth, when Prince Thales began to track down the old case, and when the real murderer tried to cover up the past to protect himself, They were silenced and killed! Even the method of death was fabricated, unknown to the public, and the sun was not seen!"

"Really, Your Highness?" Wyah looked at Thales in surprise, "You really... come for this?"

Tales sighed.

Well, even Wyya thinks so.

The noise in the arena is getting louder and louder, and the messengers who are in charge of broadcasting the victory and defeat are afraid to spread these things out of the arena, but others have already spread the word.

"Yes, Emerald City!"

The next second, the man in white grabbed the long sword!

"Duke Jann, whom you love, is a beast!"

As if to match him, the noise in the arena grew louder.

Even many of the maintainers - from the Emerald Legion and the Vigilance Hall - looked horrified.

"Eleven years ago, he hired a murderer to kill his father, the revered old Duke Leinster Calvin Dill, then put the blame on his uncle, and deceived the entire kingdom, and finally sat on the throne. Bloody throne, become the Duke of Southbank!"

The man in white roared and pierced his heart:

"Killing his father and destroying his relatives, he is full of evil - the unrighteous Duke!"

At that moment, Thales was stunned.

Xilai was also stunned. She let go of Zhan subconsciously and took a step back.

The Duke of South Bank trembled slightly. He looked at his sister's movements with complicated eyes.

But he didn't say anything. Instead, he continued to turn his head and stared at the man in white on the stage, his face stiff and silent.

In the stands, the arguing between the duke and the prince has long since disappeared, replaced by the same shock from both sides.

"Let me just say, we were right, killing fathers, falsely accusing relatives, silencing mouths, squeezing," D.D was horrified, "Then... do we still need it, take His Highness... run..."

"It doesn't matter, look at this scene," Glover heard the tsunami in his ears, "I don't believe that he can kill the entire Emerald City to silence him?"

"That's not necessarily, those nobles...for the sake of fame and power, you never know what they dare to do," Morgan said in a sullen voice, his eyes wandering, "whether the price is a person, a village, or A city."

"Wait, you know, His Highness is also a nobleman, right?" D.D turned his head.

"They, these people, Moss, Diop, Slimani...these dead people," Wyah flipped through the notes in disbelief, "these dead people, they were real back then, they really did... Those things? Duke change?"

"No, I don't believe it."

"Really?" Wyah turned to look at Paul.

Paul nodded, his tone grim: "If it's true, then they won't live now."

Everyone can't help but stare.

"Oh, they didn't survive either," D.D interjects.

Paul glared at D.D and let out a breath.

"It's not whether they did it or not," Miranda said softly, attracting everyone's attention, "it's that they're dead, and there's no way to verify this."

She raised her eyes and looked at the stiff back of the Duke of South Bank:

"Up to now, the only thing we can verify, or rather, want us to verify is..."

On the other side, Cassien, who was standing beside Xilai, sighed and didn't know what to think, while Seychelles was full of anger, and the hand holding the hilt trembled.

The words of the man in white sounded again:

"And today, all the people who died wrongly were the ones he tried to silence, tried to cover up this sin, committed the sin, because they knew the most shameful and ugly secret, because they knew, Jenn Kevin What Deere did back then was something that people and gods were outraged about."

The swordsman in white raised his voice and swung his sword:

"Jane Calvindier! Patriarch!"

“Nowadays, from the top to the bottom, from His Royal Highnesses to ordinary petty officials, from dignitaries to street scoundrels, from the police hall to the Blood Bottle Gang, there are too many people who can confirm this, and prove that you hid your secrets in order to divert your attention. He does not hesitate to fabricate facts to bury his sins, how many perverted things he has done before and after, and how many innocent people he has harmed!"

"From the dead to the living, from the Vigilance Hall to the Blood Bottle Gang, there is a mountain of irrefutable evidence everywhere. Do you still want to deny it!"

The next second, the entire arena boiled, first inside, then outside, first spectators, then bewildered vigilantes and emerald sergeants.

"Misguided, misguided," Jan muttered to himself, he looked at Thales with a haggard expression and a wry smile, "You're right, your father, haha, he's really... very Awesome."

Xie Lai's face was pale, his eyes were complicated, and he didn't know what to think.

Tales saw it in his eyes, and his heart was full of mixed feelings.

"Absurd!"

Another voice came suddenly.

Many people turned their heads in unison: I saw one of the thirteen decreed earls on the vassal's stand, the Count of Lasia of Zedi, standing up, angered.

He pushed aside his eldest son, who was blocking him, and drew his weapon:

"The eucalyptus of the year was clear and clear - the rat people dared to spray people with blood!"

Under the surprised eyes of many people, Count Lasia rushed down from the stand:

"For the reputation of the leader of the South Bank, no matter life or death, take him down! Kill him! Bring the bow and crossbow and shoot him to death!"

The earl's actions caused a small disturbance, but fortunately, the earl was quickly stopped by his eldest son and did not rush into the arena, which was already a mess, mixed with guards, contestants, and spectators.

Behind the earl, all the vassals looked solemn, and Sister Karabyan raised a folding fan to hide their faces.

"Who are you!"

In the crowd, someone shouted loudly and received a lot of responses.

The man in white sneered when he heard this:

"Rat, rat, rat?"

He threw down his longsword.

"Excuse my rudeness, respect the noble Duke of Xinghu, His Royal Highness Thales."

The swordsman in white stretched out his hands and pressed on his visor.

In front of the entire arena, he took off his helmet, revealing a round face with a young but vicissitudes of life.

I saw him smiling and said:

"And of course you, Jenn Kevin Dill, my dearest and most admired cousin, and oh, and you, my dearest cousin, Cecilia."

Cousin.

Cousin?

Tales was startled.

The next second, he looked at the round face of the swordsman in white, suddenly reacted, and quickly turned his head: "He is—"

But Thales stopped when he spoke:

In front of him, Zhan and Xilai were both stunned and shocked.

"Brother, he, he..." Xilai couldn't believe it.

"No, it's impossible." Jenn sat down in a daze.

"Long time no see, Emerald City," the round-faced uninvited guest dropped his helmet, his tone indifferent, with a rare resentment hidden between the lines, "My name - Federico Calvindil."

"The late Honorary Viscount of Archsea, the eldest son of Sona Calvindil."

The crowd fell silent.

Federico Calvindale.

What?

The earl of Lasia, who was roaring to kill, was taken aback for a moment.

The next moment, the whole arena was noisy again, and many people began to clamor.

Tales took a deep breath and tried his best not to see the Kevin Deeres.

"That's right, cousin, I'm not dead," whispered the uninvited guest calling himself Federico, staring straight at the unbelievable Jenn, "Actually, I fed me from the prison river, from the time you sent me to the high seas. The ocean-going ship of the fish... crawled back."

"Come back to correct all the injustices and injustices buried in Kongming Palace in the past eleven years."

At this moment, Federico's whispers echoed throughout the arena:

"For my father, for me, and for the Emerald City."

"More Kevin Deere, for the blood-stained..."

"Iris."

The next second, Federico laughed and pulled out a wrapped flag from behind - shaking it in the air.

Tales frowned.

Amid Federico's laughter, under Jenn's anger, and in the light of the lights, the flag fluttered in the wind, revealing the irises on the flag.

Under the Duke's stand, the tricolor irises on the giant pennant are far from each other.

There is only one difference.

Iris on Federico's flag, top to bottom...

All are dark red.

The color of blood.

"Ning because of friends..."

Under the night sky, across the entire arena, Federico stared at his cousin on the opposite side, and in the midst of thousands of lights and endless noise, he said with hatred:

"Do not let the enemy die."

Federico's voice fell, and there was another roar inside and outside the arena.

"Goddess of the sunset, Federico, Federico Calvindier... Is that really him?"

"Who is that?"

"That is, the son of Viscount Sona, I was in Gonghai City before, and I have seen..."

"I remember him, but...isn't he dead? With Sona's rebels?"

"Yes, that's what I heard too, dying in the stubborn rebellion..."

"What does he mean by 'high seas'?"

"Isn't that true? Duke Jenn, he killed himself..."

"Shh! Shut up!"

"Hurry up, hurry up, don't watch the fun, you will bleed in a while!"

In the stands, Thales took a deep breath.

In his eyes, the back of the Duke of South Bank has never been so thin:

He leaned against the railing with one hand, facing the entire arena alone, shaky under the criticism and judgment of thousands of eyes.

Beside him, Xilai's expression was dazed, and his hands trembled.

Tales clenched his fists and walked out of the protection range of the Star Lake Guards without a doubt.

"Jane, Xi Lai, listen, I can help in this situation..."

"Oh, of course, of course you can help, ha, help." Jen's sneer was full of irony, making Thales stop.

Tales swallowed and turned to Xilai for help: "But first, you have to tell me, who is that guy?"

"Celebrate!"

Xilei trembled slightly, and then came back to her senses:

"Oh, he's..."

"It doesn't matter!" Jenn said suddenly, interrupting them.

"Before, he was a stubborn traitor," the duke's voice was frosty, "now, he is a stubborn gangster."

Tales sighed and spoke as gently as possible: "Jane..."

But Jenn interrupts him again:

"He thought he won."

Jann raised his head and looked at Federico on the podium and the **** iris flag in his hand.

"But he forgot that in the game, the person with the most chips wins."

Tales frowned.

"Captain Seychelles!"

Jann raised the volume suddenly, startling everyone.

Seychelles shuddered and fell to one knee in an unprecedented posture:

"Sir!"

I saw the Duke of South Bank slowly turning his head, his eyes were dark, but he was determined not to shake.

"Are you and your Emerald Legion still loyal to me and Iris?"

"Swear to the death!"

"Very good."

Listening to their conversation, Thales suddenly felt bad.

Cassien frowned behind Xilai.

"Listen, the election will be a surprise, and it has ended early." Jenn's voice was hoarse.

End early...

Seychelles startled ~IndoMTL.com~ but nodded:

"Yes."

"You lead the team in person, only pick trustworthy sergeants, and let the Emerald Corps block the entire arena, maintain order, and calm down the chaos, especially remember: take down the perpetrators and hunt down your comrades."

Seychelles' eyes narrowed.

"If there is resistance, if there is disobedience, or if there is doubt or obstruction..."

I saw Jen turned around with cold eyes:

"Kill to kill."

Tales trembled in his heart.

In the distance, a blood-colored iris flag flutters in the firelight.

Bright.

But gloomy.

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