Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 158: Together in the cold

If you put aside the experience and state of mind of several parties involved, the Battle for the Front Banquet last night is undoubtedly very successful: the scale is grand, the hospitality is comprehensive, the guests are distinguished, the atmosphere is warm, and the fireworks at the end of the celebration are like a dream, and the visit to Kongming Palace Most of the guests are satisfied.

In addition, as the heir of the kingdom, the Duke of Thales' visit from afar proved the heritage and foundation of the Emerald City and even the entire South Bank in the kingdom, which brought honor to Duke Jann and the Kevin Dill family.

As for Ms. Hilley's well-dressed appearance and finale appearance, it was even more colorful, astonishing everyone, and the response was fierce. fashion trend.

From the moment Duke Jann announced the start of the celebration at zero o'clock, the entire Emerald City entered the rhythm of carnival:

The taverns and hotels were full, and the bosses had to add seats outside the door, move out the food and drink that had been reserved three months in advance, and engage in promotional activities that seemed to be preferential and exclusive packages that seemed to be exclusive; Going out on the street, waving your hands and playing a tune in a crowded place, you can summon a chorus of various accents, forcing more people to join in, so as to overwhelm those out-of-tune ghosts crying and howling; no matter how poor your skills are, no matter how professional you are Bad street performer, as long as you have a loud enough voice, sing and dance, have a serious attitude and smile to greet people, you can earn applause and a few consolation coins no matter what;

Vendors in the market set up new stalls mainly with festive and congratulatory goods. They used the atmosphere to stir up business. This is a polite way of saying, because most of the time it is the locals who drink too much; the theater and circus owners in the Goddess District have exhausted their energy and set up the stage at the crossroads, a short distance from their competitors; During the hour, different batches of actors took turns competing to perform, performing the most important show of the year in the cruelest but most dreamy way, and the people standing around, as well as the frequency of their color voices, are the most primitive and intuitive The evaluation is the reward that playwrights and actors most desire in this life;

It is rare for children to break free from the shackles of their homes and rush to the street in groups to play and play, begging for a little food here, and a piece of jewelry there. Even chasing the horses of the green hats, and following the police officers to the police, the helpless public servants can only laugh at it during special times; husbands and wives, lovers, and family members hold hands, either festively or excitedly or elegantly or dignifiedly When going out to play, the various programs along the way will keep them from returning home at twelve o'clock at night...

At night, even the poorest families want to light the brightest lights, smiling and telling family members who go out and play to come back later, to wish a bright future and a bright future; At the price of disturbing people's sleep, the streets and the city are brightly illuminated, decorated with festive decorations, and boasted of wealth; the fire brigade in the police station had to run back and forth behind the horseshoes of the green hats, while cursing those who set off fireworks in prohibited areas Guy, while secretly happy that the police and overtime rewards during the celebration are five to ten times the usual ones...

"Stop it," Huai Ya poked at Nexi, who had just come back from the outside with a worried face, and was spitting and spitting, "Can't you see it?"

In front of them, Thales put his hands on the window sill, staring at the bustling Emerald City, with a gloomy face that seemed to drip water.

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

"It seems so, why do you say 'again'?"

"Well, after seeing it, I'm quite satisfied with that lady," D.D held a bag of meat floss cakes bought from the market, and came in from outside the door, sending one to everyone he saw, " So instead, I worry, how can I make up for the troubles I caused these days and restore my relationship with my brother-in-law?"

"Nonsense, is Your Highness such a person?" Huai Ya swallowed and took the cake.

"Of course not."

D.D is strict in his words, and then his expression changes:

"But their family is really rich. Look at the banquet last night, the food was luxurious..."

At this moment, Mallos pushed open the door, followed by Glover, Miranda, and security officers such as Caguiret, who was a guide and travel security for Thales.

Wyah quickly stood up straight, threw the cake he had bitten into Doyle's bag, D.D threw the bag to Nehi, and Nehi was scrambling to find a place to hide the bag, but Mallos still saw it.

Thales turned his head from the window sill with a serious expression.

"Mira, zombie, I'm sorry, but I trouble you to make this trip."

Glorver nodded and was about to speak.

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

The zombie frowned:

"I... yes."

Thales turned to the guest:

"Officer Kaguire, thank you for taking them to prison."

Officer Kaguilei smiled: "During the Emerald Festival, my duty is to provide convenience for His Royal Highness, but if you need it, you can do whatever you want."

Thales nodded and looked at Miranda and Glover.

"How?"

"Wrist cut," Miranda concluded, "last night, before and after the celebration fireworks, Dagory Moss had been sitting in the corner of the cell, blood flowing down the wall and into the gutter, so no one Noticed. By the time the jailer and inmates found out, the person was already completely cold."

Thales frowned:

"Is it suicide?"

Golover snorted coldly:

"The prison guards think so."

Kaguire quickly added:

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

Thales was silent for a while.

"Is it evidence?"

The prince said in a deep voice: "Is it the wrong guidance left by others?"

This made everyone feel depressed.

Hearing this, the police officer Kaguilei couldn't help but said:

"By the way, the jailers said that Moss has been very depressed these days. He knows what he has committed, and he knows that if he is caught, there will be no good fruit to eat. Instead of living and suffering and hurting his family, it is better... "

Thales' complexion did not change:

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

Golover snorted coldly:

"No, those jailers are lying."

Kaguilei's expression changed.

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

Miranda stepped forward, stretched out her wrist, and gestured to Thales: "There are two arteries in the wrist, one shallow and one deep, on both sides of the big and small thumbs. Most people commit suicide by cutting their wrists. I can only cut off the superficial branch on the side of the thumb, and the bleeding is not fast, but it can be rescued if it is discovered in time."

"However, the wound on Moss's hand is deep enough to see the bone, and even cut through the deep artery, causing massive bleeding in a short period of time, which is both low-key and effective."

Miranda nodded her wrist:

"Don't say that there are only sharp pieces of wood in his arms, even if he uses a metal blade..."

Speaking of which, she glanced at Mallos, making the latter puzzled for a while.

"This requires a skilled and powerful approach, but also a ruthless courage."

Golover's eyes are sharp: "But the wine merchant has neither."

Thales looked serious, and he exchanged glances with Mallos:

"Yes."

Hearing this, Sergeant Kaguile was a little embarrassed. He hesitated again and again, and finally took a deep breath and chose to speak.

"Actually, in prison just now, I can't say too much in front of my colleagues... But since this is the case, Your Highness, yes, Ms. Arend is right."

Thales' eyes moved:

"Officer Kaguire?"

"Before I was transferred to the security department, I also worked in a prison, and I have seen many such situations," Kaguilei sighed, "Some prisoners died accidentally in care, and many jailers died in order to shirk their guilt and keep their jobs. They will agree that it was a suicide. I think that the death of the wine merchant is likely to be a homicide, and then disguised as a suicide."

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

Kaguire hesitated for a while:

"When Moss died, the few prisoners present were petty theft criminals, and they would go to prison every few months, and they came in again during the few days that Moss was in prison, coincidence Quite."

"You mean they did it? Why?"

Kaguile coughed:

"According to the colleagues who investigated the case of Moss in the Police Department, that wine merchant ruined the lives of many people, most of whom were workers who were owed wages, farmers who owed money, and cooperatives who lost their money Shang... and Moss came to the Emerald City, and he was clothed in luxury, hugging each other, and he was unwilling to give them a copper."

Thales' eyes are a little lost:

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

Kaguire continued:

"However, Emerald City's laws are strict, and Moss is too cunning, and he can afford 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 There is no way to seek justice..."

Thales thought:

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

Kaguire shook his head:

"I dare not say whether it was for revenge or to collect debts, whether it was intentional or impulsive killing, but it must have something to do with them."

The D.D on one side couldn't help but said: "How dare they kill people in Emerald City? Are they still in prison?"

"Because of being in the Emerald City, and the prison."

Kaguire saluted.

"It's ashamed to announce this, but both the Blood Bottle Gang and the Brotherhood have such a way: if someone wants to disappear, they can't do it on the street, because there will be endless troubles, so they usually lie to the pier and make a drunk The appearance of falling into the water, to avoid being traced... and it is even more different in prison, suicide in fear of crime is a good cover."

Mallos suddenly asked:

"So, Moss' enemies hired murderers?"

Kaguire nodded and admitted:

"At present, it seems to be yes, but how to put it, if he doesn't cling to the powerful and jump up and down, he might not be so unlucky."

"Why?" Thales asked strangely.

Kaguire glanced at Thales:

"Moss' case involves many parties. According to the usual practice, he should be locked in a small dark room alone and interrogated severely, but because of his relationship with His Highness..."

"His Royal Highness Thales has nothing to do with him," Mallos reminded him blankly, "They just met on the road, that's all."

Officer Kaguire immediately changed his words:

"Of course. In short, this wine merchant was transferred to a temporary prison for petty criminals. The treatment is good, three meals a day, someone chats, and he can go out regularly... No, something happened."

Thales' eyes slowly focused.

"If you... the Emerald City Police Department track down, can you find the person who hired the murderer?"

Kaguire nodded first, and then looked embarrassed.

"If you want to look for it, of course you can find it, but, Your Highness..."

Thales looked at him.

"To put it bluntly, a scum like Moss, who has always been domineering and oppressing workers, and ran away with money when things went wrong, causing countless people to lose their homes and wives, deserves what he deserves," the police officer coughed. , "Your Highness has already suffered from him once, why bother... No matter for Moss himself, for those who have been deceived by him, or even for those who will be deceived by him in the future, he is better dead than alive .”

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

Kaguire was a little puzzled, but Thales quickly smiled and motioned Kongmuto to see him off:

"I see, thank you very much for your help, sir."

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

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

Everyone exchanged glances with each other.

Miranda has been looking at the direction of Kaguire's departure, and snorted softly:

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

"Mira?"

Miranda looked back:

"He is very familiar with those jailers, and he is familiar with taking us in. When Glover and I question him, he always comes out to smooth things over.

"As for just now, seeing that we judged that Moss did not commit suicide, he immediately turned around, showing a reluctant, determined look to tell His Highness the truth, and told a reasonable, labor-saving and trouble-saving story. The jailers were exonerated and the case was brought to an end."

D.D crossed his arms:

"Didn't you forget to say something in the middle, implying that Moss had a good relationship with Your Highness, and that's why he ended up like this?"

Thales shrugged.

Mallos sighed:

"I guess, no one wants to do a murder during the celebration, especially a sensitive person sandwiched between the duke and the prince, which also involves official dereliction of duty and off-site economic disputes."

"As for his deduction, no, the story he told..."

Miranda caressed her black gloves, her eyes moved slightly:

"Vendetta, which means that they don't have to bother to check the motive of the murder to verify the evidence, because everything stems from the old grievances Moss asked himself before; 'With no grudges against Moss, they can also convict and close the case, because they are hired to kill anyway."

"If you want to pursue it, this should be the 'statement' that is in the best interest of all parties."

Kong Muto closed the door and sighed softly:

"It's no wonder that the major police departments in Emerald City are all famous for their high efficiency and high detection rate. Seeing them today makes me envious of my colleagues."

D.D spread his hands:

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

"Maybe it's because I believe too much," Mallos' eyes flickered. "Law and justice are always compared and equated. This is true, and it is indeed the most ideal state, but in reality..."

The watchman did not continue.

“‘If you believe in the law too much, justice may be ignored, and if you believe in justice too superstitiously, the law may be trampled on.’”

Everyone turned their heads in unison, looking at Huai Ya who said this, extremely surprised.

"Durant Embisio's "Convention as Custom and Habit as Law"," Wyatt came back to his senses, feeling baffled by everyone's stares, "I'm preparing for the entrance exam of the Royal Guard recently. The bibliography of the ethics department...what's the matter, don't you read when you're on duty?"

Glorver frowned, D.D rolled his eyes, Rolf snorted disdainfully, and Nexi unconsciously shifted his position to cover the cake bag under his feet more tightly.

Kong Mutuo shook his head and muttered in a low voice:

"As expected of the son of the Ka Suo family."

"Okay, let's get back to the topic."

Thales sighed and took out the little puppet bear:

"Who killed Moss? Why? How does it affect us?"

Golover took a deep breath: "The person who wants to kill him..."

But Miranda spoke on the other side:

"According to what you said, Moss was the one who worked secretly for the Emerald City to make money. Now that he has done something bad and knows too much, it makes sense that Duke Iris wants to silence him."

Glorver froze.

Thales nodded.

Yes, that makes sense.

But, is that all?

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

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

"But Jann promised me," Thales frowned, "He said that he would keep Moss alive and observe."

"Maybe, but that was before Miss Hilley showed up." D.D answered subconsciously.

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

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

"Maybe we shouldn't get to the bottom of 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 that he is dead, it is not a bad thing for His Highness A good thing."

"And if we go too far...I'm afraid we will get a bad reputation again."

Too much research...

But Thales remembered something.

"Kaguire said that Moss died around midnight last night?"

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

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

Mallos frowned: "What's wrong?"

Thales took a deep breath:

"Kaguilei also said that Moss is running up and down in the Emerald City, contacting old friends, and clinging to the powerful?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, wondering what His Highness was thinking.

"Thor, go and find out, who did Moss manage to contact before he met me."

Mallos was taken aback:

"Your Highness?"

"I know, you don't want me to get to the bottom of it," Thales grabbed the little puppet bear in his hand, his eyes were lost in thought, "but there are some things here..."

Needs clarification.

Mallos sighed:

"I see."

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

King, Secret Division, Emerald City, Jain, Hillai, Emerald Celebration, Moss...

Sunset.

After ordering today's itinerary, Mallos stepped forward to care:

"Are you okay?"

"It's all right, but it's been a long time since I've seen this. You don't have to do it yourself, as long as you move your lips, your subordinates will be able to bring you the feeling of results."

Thales exhaled:

"By the way, Thor, remind me, what are you going to do on the first day of the Emerald Festival?"

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

"The public?"

Thales ignited hope: "Is it nothing to do with me?"

Mallos changed the subject:

"As for the upper echelons of the Emerald City headed by the duke, they all go to the altar of the Sunset Temple 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 to preach, and a series of Religious ceremony... Of course, the most important thing is that you have to appear in front of the public to show your piety and respect to the goddess of the setting sun."

Thales rubbed his face in pain.

"Thor, can I send you instead?"

Mallos narrowed his eyes and looked at him for a few seconds, then fished out the little puppet bear on the bed, turned and left.

"You have five minutes to get dressed, Your Highness."

"Don't be late."

My brother, old friend and comrade-in-arms, respected second prince of Star Kingdom and Duke of Xinghu, Polaris, His Excellency Thales Canxing:

A letter is like a meeting.

After seven years of farewell, I often think about it.

Although we are separated by oceans, I still hear about Polaris from time to time in Blood Palace:

Go north alone to block the front of the army, and witness the collapse of the sky and the earth.

Wang Yan fought to save his life, and bravely broke into the palace against his fate.

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

Actually, I am not surprised by these legendary deeds of yours, let alone surprised. I even think that compared with the words on paper, your real experience should be much more, and the weirdness is even more unimaginable, Gein Seven years ago, the experience of fighting side by side with you in the birch forest in the north made me realize: sometimes there are heroes, but there are always tides.

However, a great hero is bound to be accompanied by endless sorrow. I believe you have already felt this sentence after experiencing the wind and rain. Let alone the revival of Miyako, I should give you more thoughts.

It is a pity that such troubles are destined to be impossible to confide in others, because only the same people can understand the difficulties of being in their position and holding the chess pieces.

As time goes by, you should be in the Emerald City by the time you open this letter. Can the city of the unknown queen be as the king wishes? Prosperous and prosperous, can it be in the eyes of the king? The in-laws match, can they be married? The other palace is empty and bright, can you rest your mind?

A century ago, the "Parrot" Federico Kevin Dill sent an envoy to the Throne of the Blood Sea to open the communication between Blood Fang and Iris, linking sea trade and communicating politics. The Lyon family has had a close observation for a hundred years, and they have a deep understanding. They also know that the Kongming Palace is dark, difficult to distinguish, complex and special, and it is the best among the stars and even the West.

In my opinion, from Federico the parrot to Cork the croissant, from Mela the old woman to Bella the witch queen, to the recent Leinster, Sona brothers, and even the current generation of Kevin Dill, Iris The generations of the Hua family have their own personalities, but they also have commonalities that cannot be ignored: shrewdness, forbearance, ruthlessness, sensitivity, tenacity, deep city, and the greed hidden deep in their hearts that they may not even know.

I want you to know that this is the kind of people that made the Emerald City, and that are the kind of people that are facing you.

Of course, I know that you have always been smart, resourceful, resourceful, and have your own means to deal with irises.

Half a year ago, Jann Cavendir wrote me a letter. In addition to respectfully resuming the relationship, he also mentioned our common enemy, my cunning, despicable and deceitful Sister, Bloodfang's family disgrace, the diabolical Serena Corleone.

As far as I know, Serena is still active in the Westland, and not long ago, she appeared in Exeter's war against the Freedom Alliance. I am not surprised by this. With her bad character, she is bound to be unwilling to be inferior, and creating chaos to find opportunities has always been her forte, just like the conspiracy she performed against us back then.

I also heard that she climbed up to our relatives in the west land, and flirted with the ambitious people in the six clans of the feast leader. To be honest, after hearing this, I didn't know whether it was my sister or my relatives in the west land that were more unfortunate. But insatiable greed is bound to kill itself.

However, Thales, there is no need to doubt, with Serena's extreme habit of vengeance, she will come to you one day to avenge you for foiling her plot.

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

Please keep in mind: based on your past and her past, Selina's purpose of warm words to you is to use and revenge, nothing else.

Fortunately, you are not alone, Thales, we stand together on this point, I would not allow my evil sister to hurt my ally, just like she hurt me.

Stars and nights are born to accompany each other to survive the cold.

Finally, Thales, although you stand on the ground, you can see the stars when you look up. When the sun goes down and the night falls, you may not be able to reach it if you reach out to explore.

Just as I walk in the dark night, but when I open my eyes and look at each other, what I see in my eyes is full of starlight, reflecting the road ahead like day.

For this reason, you have to hold on to the power in your hand and use it when necessary in order to expand it. This is the best way to solve the predicament and not lose.

This letter should be sent to you personally by my most trusted Counselor~IndoMTL.com~Lei Corleone, he has a restrained personality but is sensitive, well-informed and reliable, and has the ability to adapt to changes , so I asked him to bring you my gift, I hope you can approve:

Although the old feelings are hard to get over, hatred and separation are ultimately not conducive to survival. An Emerald City that communicates with us in friendship and trusts each other should meet our common expectations.

I hope you enjoy my gift.

May your bloodline last forever, just as the empire lasts forever.

Your sister, old friend and comrade in arms,

Faithful and trustworthy Katerina L.A. Van Corleone, who faced disaster with you,

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

And: Time flies, you should grow up, and your teeth should be replaced. This reminds me of my two teeth before, I don’t know where they are.

(End of this chapter)