Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 175: Not enough

"I have to say, you are very energetic, miss," Thales was dragged forward by Hille and turned across a street, "but please, be realistic: there are only two of us, how can we chase after you?" ?”

"Let's go to a higher place first, where the view is better." Xi Lai shook his head solemnly, apparently unwilling to give up.

High places? Better vision?

Thales has a subtle expression:

Well, what else can he do?

Soon, Xi Lai skillfully squeezed through a group of shouting peddlers, turned into a stone arch, and came to the outside of a large four-story house. He politely raised his hand and knocked on the first door: bang bang bang!

"Who are you waiting for?"

As soon as Shiley heard the voice coming from the room, she shook her head and walked forward, knocking on the next door.

Thales' complexion changed, he looked worriedly at the knocked door, followed the girl nervously: "What are you going to do?"

But Xi Lai didn't pay attention to him, and she didn't feel the slightest influence on other people's lives. She just walked forward on her own, knocking on doors one after another, and greeted the responses of countless residents, men and women:

"Don't knock, the door is unlocked!"

"Ah, it's too bad, my husband must be back! Hide it in the closet!"

"Get out!"

"If it's the landlord, just say I'm not here! Say you'll pay the rent next week!"

"Did dad come back? If yes, mom said I can't open the door, and I can't tell you that she is playing games with Uncle Abby in the room!"

"Hurr~ snort~ snort~"

"Come here, wait for me..."

"Don't hit me, I'm **** right now! Oh, hey, this old man! Don't rush!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh no no no no no! Forget it, forget it, it’s so **** fast! Your wife and I haven’t arrived yet!"

"Grandma said, I can't just open the door when she's not around! Because the water ghouls will come and catch the kids!"

"Damn it! It may be the police officer, hurry up, you bastard, stop smoking, and dump the goods into the toilet..."

"Don't open the door, let's finish it first! I'm paying per view, pull it out and count twice!"

These miscellaneous responses from behind the door made Thales' expression change again and again, but Xi Lai ignored it, and walked to the next room when he heard the sound behind the door.

Thales is inexplicable:

"Siwyana, what are you doing? Who are you looking for?"

"No one." Hilley replied indifferently, and knocked on the next door.

This time, there was no reply from behind the door.

Hilei's eyes lit up, and she took half a step back. The next second, she raised her skirt and kicked her legs, kicking open the door that was only tied with a rope without any burden.

Telston was startled.

What is this for?

"This is a short-term rental house in the Goddess District. It is close to the new suburb. It is considered to be a relatively tall house nearby. Of course it is an illegal construction, but the landlord has paid enough fines."

Hey Lai walked into this small, simple room and signaled Thales to close the door:

"The people who live here are basically workers from all walks of life and foreigners. During the celebration, they either have no money and can only spend time at home, or they have to go to the street to find work. Don't worry, we will only stay for a while. , and it’s not free, the owner will be very happy.”

Heilei took out a few copper coins and slapped them on the uneven table.

Facing all this, Thales couldn't react, he was dumbfounded:

"How do you know, you, how can you be so proficient?"

"My name is Kevin Dill," Hilley held up a dusty skirt, pushed open a small door, and found a utility room inside, "This city belongs to us..."

"Thank you for your well-reasoned and convincing answer," Thales sarcastically said, "It reminds me that my surname is Canxing."

Thales cautiously opened the window with trepidation, stretched his head out with difficulty, and looked at the main street of Emerald City:

"Okay, we have reached a high place, the view is really good, and we can still see the barber shop vaguely, but basically we can't see anything clearly, how do we find Slimani? Hey, what are you doing?"

Thales turned his head and saw Xi Lai squeezed into the utility room,

"Do **** things," Xi Lai smiled mysteriously at him, "go and change a menstrual cloth."

"At this time? Really?"

What he answered was a crisp door closing.

Thales blinked: What?

"Keep the door, don't peek!"

Miss Kevin Dill's voice came from the utility room:

"Or eavesdrop!"

"I thought we were here to do something serious!" Thales said angrily.

"Then do your business!"

Damn it, I knew she was unreliable...

Thales spread his hands in disbelief.

It's better to let Mallos take charge, even at the risk of letting Jann know.

But well, it's up to me now.

Looking at the utility room again, Thales had no choice but to put his head in front of the window that couldn't be smaller, and look at the street.

Go up to a high place.

Height...

After a few seconds, he sighed.

No, it's too far away, I can't see anything clearly.

And Xi Lai, that eldest lady is so unreliable.

Thales clenched his fists.

However, if he gives up here...he will never find Slimani even more.

And if he can't find Srimani who is in charge of defending the case, he still doesn't know why the wool merchant Diop was silenced, and why the wine merchant Dagoli went to the former, let alone these things How the matter is involved in the political struggle in Emerald City, I don’t know how many times Zhan En and Mi Ke have played back and forth on this chessboard, but they can only continue to be kept in the dark, the blind man feels the elephant...

Let King Kessel take advantage of it.

Thales subconsciously held the bone ring in his pocket.

【Then you can only always be a pawn, struggling. 】The voice in his heart whispered.

The more Thales thought about it, the more irritable he became.

No, Thales, you have to calm down.

He pressed the window frame and shook his head to encourage himself: do the little things in front of you first.

Do what you can.

First of all, it was not long, and Slimani must not have gone far.

He had to take note of the surrounding road conditions first, and then go back and tell Mallos.

His personal guard captain must be able to arrange a detailed plan, at least know where the clues were disconnected, and where to pick them up to continue the investigation.

Thales took a deep breath, squinted his eyes and looked down at the criss-crossing streets, calling out the crime of prison river.

The familiar feeling Xi Lai, the senses of **** are activated, making the distant pictures and sounds clear:

"A cluster of fireworks! A must for celebration! The stall owner changed his career in case of trouble, and on the last day, he sold it at a low price at a loss!"

"Damn it, your fireworks stall has been here for ten years, isn't it? Every day is the 'last day'!"

"Today is really the last day!"

After strengthening his eyesight and hearing, Thales could clearly see a street intersection in the distance, which was bustling and bustling as always during the celebration.

"The snowman circus from far away in Ellenbia, the east coast tour ticket is on sale! The exotic style from the thorny land..."

"Brothers, "The Ending Sea Eye is Your Home", get ready to sing! La la la, hahaha, the Ending Sea Eye is your home, come back and meet it when sailing back! The ship is leaking, the sail is broken, the compass is broken, the reef is full of whirlpools Pirates! Sea, pirates, hair! Hahaha, la la la, the girl curses you that the mast is broken, the waves are high and the wind makes the rudder collapse! The emperor beckons, the prince smiles, I hope you will accompany him! Accompany, accompany, accompany him!"

"Grass, these scumbag sailors from Warriel, big guy, pay back: "Robbing a Commus Guy", get ready, sing!"

"Rickshaw rickshaw! Two coppers in three blocks! Where to go? Talk!"

"Local interpreter service! Take you all over the Emerald City! Travel and business learning foreign languages, a small silver coin a day! High quality, large quantity, good attitude, you will be satisfied every time you come back! Thorn language, common language, elf language, dwarf language, near eastern grassland dialect Far Eastern orc language! Except for the ancient imperial language, all of them are Sasakruli!"

Thales settled down and searched for a figure carefully, but the Emerald Celebration was crowded, and there were people coming and going at this street alone. Before this person could see clearly, the next one came. This person just arrived The man left again.

He can't see that far, can't see that much, and can't even recognize or remember the appearance of the road in this strange neighborhood.

Let alone look for traces of Slimani.

What to do?

[Not enough. 】

Thales frowned.

[Not enough]

The voice in his heart said to him quietly: [Not enough, you are not working hard enough, Thales. 】

[The price paid is not enough, not big enough. 】

【So you can't find Slimani. 】

【I can't find my way out in the chess game either. 】

【You will not be able to become a strong person who decides your own destiny. 】

Thales frowned more and more.

Strong.

Stronger?

Wait!

Looking at the street in the distance, Thales suddenly had a thought.

Think about it, Thales, think about when you were in Dragon Clouds City, when you fought against Giza...

Hei Jian, the strong human being he has seen, how did he detect the surroundings and detect information in detail?

is a vibration.

Thales remembered.

Heijian, as well as Heijian's Hell River Sin, detect vibrations.

Even if it is thousands of miles away, even if it is a weak mosquito.

With Thales' thoughts together, the sin of Hell River reacted, gathering together as if consciously, scorching hot.

Just like the black sword back then.

But he can't just be a copy of Black Sword.

Thales remembered the words of the leader of the Sword of Disaster, he can't follow the trend, he must have something that belongs to him.

After all, he is not Black Sword.

What he has is not vibration perception, but...

Hell senses.

Thales' eyes lit up.

The next second, the crime of Hell River in his body started to heat up, and the scene in front of him became clearer and clearer, two, three, four... more and more streets entered his field of vision.

It's like hell's senses are more than doubled.

But...

[Not enough. 】

The voice in his heart was still ruthless, still reminding him coldly: [Only these are not enough. 】

Thales gritted his teeth.

The crime of prison river seems to have heard his heart, and it runs faster and faster.

Thales tried to concentrate and observed the distant streets.

Now, standing behind the window of this humble room, he can clearly hear sounds from any direction, see details from any angle, and find out the current situation of any street...

But...

[Not enough. 】

The voice in my heart is getting colder:

【You need to pay more. 】

[More! 】

[Get a panoramic view of everything. 】

[Take everything in your hands. 】

【Let everything work for you. 】

Thales' breathing accelerated, just like the power of termination in his body, almost giving him the illusion of being on fire.

Have a panoramic view of everything?

Everything.

Everything...

A second figure appeared in front of Thales.

He looked at that figure, and in his memories, he fought eight against one, turned around, strolled in the courtyard, took all the details in all directions under his control, and turned them into thousands of troops in his palm.

Imanu Sackel.

Penalty knight.

Thales' breathing was stagnant.

What, Saker, how did he do it?

[Not enough. 】

The crime of Hell River became hotter and hotter, accompanied by a stinging burning sensation, as if turning from boiling water into flames.

It splattered with sparks and exploded inside the body, a little here, an inch there.

Like Thackel.

[Not enough. 】

The next second, the senses of **** changed again.

Thales moved his eyes, with surprise in his heart.

Time, time seems to slow down again?

He turned his head and saw the peddler selling fireworks, he could see him pushing a cart, yelling and moving forward.

At this speed, he will reach the corner in about five seconds.

Thales turned his head again: A messenger rushing on the street will enter the next street in about two seconds.

The prince didn't stop looking: an aunt carrying two baskets of vegetables was about to turn around and enter the blind spot of his invisible perspective.

But at this speed, after ten seconds, she will reappear from the other side behind the house and return to my sight.

There are also two children by the canal, they are about to run on the canal bridge, no, listen to the sound, they are slowing down, it will take three seconds to get on the bridge.

The Sin of Prison River continued to burn, and the burning became more and more intense, and the burning sensation changed from occasional stinging pains to continuous pains.

Thales let out a low muffled hum.

But...

[Not enough. 】

Thales clenched his fists.

Without a mirror, he didn't know that his eyeballs were bloodshot now, but Thales felt that as his eyes scanned faster and faster, more and more people entered his senses and gave him different feedback Position, velocity, acceleration, trajectory...

Although the details are not enough, although there will be many accidents on the road, for example, the firework vendor may be stopped by customers for shopping, for example, the anxious messenger may speed up his pace, for example, the two children may fall down on the way...

But...

[Not enough. 】

In the slowed time and burning pain, Thales slowly turned towards the barber's shop.

From now until now, starting from the barber shop, coupled with Slimani's pace... No, maybe it should be a little faster, and with Slimani's possible mentality, he may not take the big road...

Then the direction, distance and range he may go to are...

Thales turned his head back and forth expressionlessly, moving his gaze.

With the barber shop as the center, he followed different streets and roads, and quickly delineated three areas where he could not see. In such a short period of time, Slimani most likely fled to these places place.

Three regions.

But... how to confirm?

How to confirm?

[Not enough. 】

Thales suddenly remembered that the Bone Prison was there. Jonah Cannon, the former scout of the royal guard, recognized the shadow shield assassin's footsteps in the darkness by relying on his hearing and memory.

Just footsteps.

Steps.

It's amazing.

[Not enough. 】

Crack!

The crime of the river of **** is burning more and more, crackling like a real flame.

Thales closed his eyes instinctively.

The finishing forces continued to burn, they flowed into his brain, and then into his ears.

Thales shuddered and opened his eyes suddenly!

Bang!

A loud noise exploded in his ears. Thales covered his ears subconsciously, with a painful expression and overwhelmed.

No, not the ear.

Instead...

Thales raised his head with difficulty:

It was two streets away, and the sound of wheels crashing over a hurdle sounded terrifying to Thales like an explosion of eternal oil.

Shua!

This is a woman by the river washing clothes.

Every bristle on the brush is heavily buckled on the clothes, rubbing against every silk thread ruthlessly, comparable to countless snowfalls rolling down from the mountain peaks, thrilling.

Wow

This is two coachmen arguing about a collision.

The two people's tongues struck between their lips, their vocal cords trembled in their throats, and the air rubbed between their teeth.

Crack!

This is a few children playing war games with branches.

The branches collided crisply, and the branches cracked along the texture, but it was like a deep ditch in the earth, extending countless until the land cracked and sank, and the world collapsed in the end.

Ding!

Clang!

Crack!

Wow!

In an instant, the sound coming from his line of sight was amplified countless times, without any focus or omission, as if it happened right next to his ears, one after another, rumbling.

Like endless tinnitus.

Thales trembled all over, his face ashen.

He couldn't hold on any longer, and fell to the ground with a thud.

Ahhh!

Thales cried out in pain.

In just a few seconds, countless noises that were much harsher than before surged like a tsunami, constantly stimulating his senses.

Black Sword...

Hei Jian, how did he do it?

Although the method is different from his own, the Heijian must have felt the vibration by relying on the sin of the prison river, and it must have been the same when he detected the blood magician. information?

But the guy, how did the guy put up with all this?

[Not enough. 】

The voice in my heart reminded him mechanically.

Yes, soon.

Be patient.

Just one more click.

Thales thought so, gritted his teeth patiently, and stood up tremblingly.

He has seen and heard his surroundings.

Soon.

Soon to find... Slimani!

For this reason, he has no time to take care of others.

[Not enough. 】

Thales was short of breath, he urged himself to concentrate, burn the power of finishing, trying to focus the auditory senses on the three areas just designated, and continue to search for the sound he wanted.

This time, the crime of prison river is like a finger, and it seems that he is willing to obey his choice.

Like a wild animal that has been trapped in a cage for too long, it finally breaks free and runs wildly.

It is extremely excited, extremely crazy, burning in the body, and the flames are crackling.

[Not enough. 】

It was also at this moment that a thought crossed Thales's heart:

In the past, the sin of the river of **** in his body was like a mist, trickle or gurgling water, thin and fragile.

But since when did it become a blazing fire, burning endlessly, hot and violent?

When?

Why, why, as the master and user of the power of the end, did he not notice?

But Thales has no time to think about it.

[Not enough. 】

Amid the torment of countless terrifying waves of sound from the three regions, Thales is like a rower struggling to discern a trace of clear water:

Indistinct chatter, messy debate, screeching wheels, noisy frolic, dogs barking...

Fortunately, with patience and habit, and perhaps thanks to years of experience with Hell's senses, he got the hang of it.

He slowly found order in the chaos, sorted the information into categories, and sorted out the order.

Not this, not that, not, not at all, what he is looking for is, what is it...

[Not enough. 】

Following Thales' thoughts, the flames burned by the crime of Hell River moved at the same time, and turned as if consciously!

Ahhh!

At that moment, Thales' expression was distorted to the extreme due to the pain.

This time, they entered a deeper level of the brain, in addition to bringing more intense burning and pain, they also awakened and contacted Thales' memory:

Not long ago, the rhythm of Slimani's walking, the speed of his steps, the friction between the soles of his feet and the ground, and even the frequency of his breathing, and the sound of clothes rubbing, all these memories were pulled out of the ocean of memory, The fuzziness fades away, becomes clearer, and becomes a standard and unmistakable sound template, just like the sound template in front of your eyes.

Thales closed his eyes tightly and frowned.

In three areas, look for a template.

Just one piece.

Steps, breathing, rubbing...

[Not enough. 】

The sin of Hell River is so hot that it leads Thales' hearing and memory, converging into a burning bat in his mind, flying over the streets and roads he just observed, receiving countless voices , observe every corner and absorb thousands of details:

The sound of workers' footsteps, the sound of horseshoes landing, the cheers of tourists, the sound of paddling water, the sound of sacks mopping the floor, the sound of children playing, the sound of guards shouting, the crisp sound of coins...

Until the end, the bat flapped its wings, and a set of familiar voices echoed in his mind:

"Damn it, get out of the way, get out of the way!"

Thales's spirit is lifted!

[Not enough. 】

The burning bat hovers in the sea of ​​perception, drawing a dynamic picture in front of Thales' eyes:

A man, a man with shortness of breath and scattered steps, was running in the streets in a panic.

He knocked over a few passers-by who were in his way, allowing them to curse.

But the man didn't care, he just looked back nervously from time to time.

His expensive boots echoed strangely in the dirt and urine-stained alleyway.

Until the man stumbled into an alley, tripped over a stone under his feet, and fell hard:

Plop!

The next second, Thales suddenly opened his eyes and returned to the small, simple room!

Enough!

This is it!

Thales turned his head abruptly, and the sparks of the crime of prison river in his body splashed again, but the prince couldn't control that much, he stepped across the room full of sundries in two or three steps, just in time to see Hille Cavendir Open the small door of the utility room, and hurriedly look at him amidst a strange smell!

"Go out of the shop, turn left and go straight to the third intersection, then turn right and go straight to the second intersection, turn left to the alley next to the stone wall on the left..." Thales said anxiously.

"The third inclined alley at the intersection next to Milton's **** shop on Regina Street!" Hilley was equally eager.

The two spoke almost at the same time, and were also taken aback at the same time.

"How do you know?"

"What's that place?"

But at that moment, the sin of Hell River was completely extinguished.

In the next second, Thales only felt stares in his eyes: tired, sleepy, painful, bitter...

"Uh" Thales snorted in pain.

The soreness all over his body hit him like a wave, making him unable to control his balance, and he lost his strength and fell down.

"Hey you, what's wrong with you!"

Hile turned pale with fright, she grabbed Thales who was crumbling.

"I, I...me, accident, hehe."

Thales fell into her arms, showing a weak smile.

Oops, here we come, the price for the crime of overusing Hell River.

Thales was panting heavily, feeling like his lungs were going to burn.

Damn it.

Why is it at this time.

Wait... How did he forget this just now?

Why is it so frantic to promote the crime of prison river?

Hile supported Thales with all his strength, and slowly brought him down:

"You are so heavy...don't tell me, what beautiful girl did you see again?"

"Yeah," Thales gradually got used to the pain, trembling all over, trying to put on a relaxed look, "even though she doesn't think so."

Hilley smiled ironically:

"Slick tongue can't help you catch up!"

She trembled all over and covered her mouth in horror.

"You, what's wrong with you? Why are you sweating so much?" Thales noticed that Hilley's situation didn't seem right either.

At this moment, Xi Lai was dripping with cold sweat, and his face was pale.

Heilei let go of her hand and smiled with difficulty:

"Do you know what I had for breakfast?"

"No, why?" Thales felt dizzy when he opened his eyes, and had to close them again.

"Because we'll find out soon."

The next second, before Thales could react, Xi Lai pounced on his chest, "Wow", and vomited uncontrollably!

Thales was taken aback. He didn't care about the filth and the sour smell in his hands, and quickly hugged the limp Xi Lai:

"No, my God, what's wrong with you? Are you okay? Siwyana? Sister?"

Among the puddle of filth, Xi Lai lifted his head weakly after vomiting, and glanced at him.

"Damn it, it's all digested, and I can't see the prototype of the meal."

"Is this the time to care about this?" Amid the pungent sour smell, Thales moved his **** in disgust, trying to stay away from the puddle of filth, "And I don't want to know about your breakfast at all. What did you eat"

When Xi Lai's expression changed, she suddenly raised her finger to prevent the prince from continuing.

"What's wrong?"

The girl from the Iris family smiled at him~IndoMTL.com~ The smile was extremely forced.

But in just the next second, Xi Lai became ferocious again, and she slammed onto Thales' chest!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!"

During the second wave of Hee Lai's vomiting, Thales, who was already exhausted and suffering, turned his head away in pain.

Try not to look at the growing pool of food scraps.

Very well, even though he doesn't want to know at all, Thales is basically sure now:

In Miss Hilley's breakfast, there are at least three kinds of vegetables.

Still emerald green.

Vibrant.

The next chapter is being written, and if it goes well, it may be published in the early morning.

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