Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 176: Long-term leave note

Finally, after an unknown number of vomits, Xi Lai finally stopped feeling nauseated, and the young lady of the Calvin Dill family leaned against the wall tremblingly.

Thales also suppressed his nausea and tried his best to stay away from the big beach of filth.

Well, it's a half-digested steak, **** it, why is he thinking about it!

Just like that, amidst the messy filth and pungent smell, Thales and Hilley, the weak two, sat back to back against the wall, each trembling.

"Don't worry, I will add some money to the owner, the cleaning fee."

"Is this the key? Ah, my clothes..."

"They're not yours, they're from the theater."

Thales didn't have time to argue with her, the pain in his body reached the limit, and he was so uncomfortable that he wanted to pass out on the spot.

"What's wrong with you?"

"You, what, what, what's wrong?" Xi Lai wiped her lips in embarrassment, her voice was broken and breathless, like a dying patient.

Thales tried his best to come up with a reason:

"I have a lot of nosebleeds..."

"I'm bleeding a lot..."

The two sniffed at the same time.

They turned their heads with difficulty, and saw each other's profiles in the corner of their shoulders.

"Do you think you will believe me if you call me?"

Even though each had their own hardships and pains, the eyes of the two were full of contempt and disdain, obviously neither believed the other's words.

"I... same."

But the two of them remembered something and were startled at the same time!

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

"The third diagonal alley at the fork next to Milton's pawnshop on Regina Avenue!"

Thales said in pain:

"Slimani! He's going to run away again!"

Healy gritted his teeth weakly and resentfully:

"Not yet! Not yet!"

Thales didn't have time to retort, the extreme discomfort and weakness made him spin again.

No, they stumbled and stumbled all the way, and finally caught up here...

Did you just give up?

If I had known earlier, it would be better for Mallos to send someone...

At this moment, Xi Lai stretched out his hand tremblingly, and put a finger-sized glass medicine bottle into Taylor's hand...

"Drink this, immediately, quickly."

Thales opened a slit in his eyes: the liquid in the glass bottle was dark and turbid, and there was still a lot of sediment.

"What the **** is this color, this smell is heavier than your breakfast! What the hell, is it cooked with shit?" Thales turned his head away in pain as soon as he pulled the plug off.

"You"

Xi Lai, who was already weak and uncomfortable, was upset when he heard the words, and replied angrily: "It's an aphrodisiac!"

Thales was taken aback for a moment, then became angry:

"Why didn't you say it was a contraceptive pill?"

Xilai was also laughed out of anger, she snorted and shook her head, grabbing the bottle without saying a word:

"Yes, aphrodisiac plus contraception, do you want to drink it?"

The girl held up the medicine bottle with an ugly expression, as if she was suppressing the next wave of vomiting.

The young man looked at the displeased Xi Lai for several seconds, and finally figured out something, showing a helpless smile.

Grass.

The next second, Thales took a deep breath, grabbed the medicine bottle, and poured it directly into his mouth!

"Ah! No, wait a minute!"

Heilei turned pale in shock, and snatched the bottle away before Thales finished drinking the potion:

"Half is enough! Very expensive!"

As soon as Thales' mouth left the bottle, he was struck by the pungent smell and didn't know if it was Xi Lai's breakfast or the potion. Anyway, the fight between the two made him feel sick and gasped for breath.

Damn it, he should have found a glass of water first!

"You, are you drinking now?" Xi Lai coughed weakly.

Thales panted in pain, feeling the unpleasant taste in his mouth:

"Yes! Do I have a choice between aphrodisiac or contraception or letting Srimani run away?"

The potion smelled bad, but it was even more colorful in the mouth.

Wori, what the **** is this smell!

A wave of nausea struck, Thales couldn't help breathing out a few mouthfuls of air.

Shirley frowned at him.

A few seconds later, the eldest lady also figured out something, she turned around, leaned her back against Thales, and laughed out loud.

"Why, what's so funny?"

But before Thales finished speaking, the pale Xilai raised his head and drank the remaining half bottle of potion.

Thales squinted at her.

"Aphrodisiac?"

"Yes," Xi Lai put away the empty bottle, vomited a few mouthfuls, and said weakly and sarcastically, "It's just for your stinking problem."

Thales became angry for a while.

But before he had time to react, Hille struggled hard.

"Stand up, no matter how uncomfortable it is," Xi Lai gritted his teeth, "The main effect of this medicine is to numb the pain and relieve the soreness, and at the same time replenish a lot of energy. It requires us to move to exert the effect of the medicine."

Numbs pain and relieves soreness...

Thales sighed, endured the pain all over his body, leaned on the wall with one hand, and clasped Xi Lai's hand with the other.

Shirley glanced at him, but said nothing.

The two supported each other, leaned against the wall to borrow strength, and barely stood up.

But the moment he stood up, Thales seemed to have an illusion:

The aches and burns in his body were lessened, and his breathing was less labored.

Huh?

"This is..."

"Aphrodisiac, contraceptive by the way." Xi Lai said coldly, her voice much stronger.

OK.

Thales pouted.

Although her complexion has turned ruddy, she still holds a grudge.

A few seconds later, when they finished cleaning up the filth on their bodies (as for the ones on the ground, Xi Lai believed that she had fully compensated the owner), walked out of the room, went down the stairs, and set foot on the street again, Thales felt himself again. It's alive and kicking.

Undoubtedly, they were gradually recovering at an unbelievable speed as Thales was amazed to feel the state of his body.

"Where did you get that bottle of medicine? Do you still have it?"

Heilei coldly refused: "No, it's made through a special channel, and the materials are precious."

And disgusting.

Thales raised his eyebrows.

"...As for you, don't think about it," the girl from the Kevin Dill family shook her head, "All drugs that seem to be highly effective but actually violate the laws of nature are harmful and represent an overdraft of body functions. "

"Believe me, with its taste, no one wants to drink it anymore." Thales countered.

Overdraft of bodily functions?

Thales suddenly remembered that the Heijian's ability to speed up self-healing would shorten his life.

But sometimes...

Thales touched the slightly crooked bone in his left arm that was broken by the meteorite.

Sometimes, he has no choice.

"Go this way," Thales gritted his teeth, "Slimani was very panicked, he didn't choose his way, and even fell, which will affect his speed, and there may be hope to catch up."

"I know the alley he went in," Xi Lai said in a deep voice, "it's not easy to walk in, but there's a shortcut here, and if you're lucky, you can stop him."

As soon as the pedestrians on the road walked into the two of them, their expressions changed, and they all covered their noses and walked away, which made Thales quite depressed, but it also saved a lot of trouble.

Thales still remembered the route drawn in the senses of hell, and Xi Lai was almost familiar with it. Seeing that they were getting closer and closer to the target location, the two of them were getting healthier and their pace was gradually speeding up.

"How did you determine Slimani's location? What did you do in the utility room just now?" Thales asked suspiciously.

"Then you, what did you do outside just now?" Xi Lai gave him a sideways glance.

The two were silent for a while.

"Magic, medicine bottles, breaking through empty doors, and the ability to find ways and find people," Thales said in a muffled voice, "Tell me, Sister Wyana, how many mysteries do you have?"

"Not much, at least not more than your mysteries, eavesdropping, magic tricks, nosebleeds, and the same way to find people, Brother Wyatt." Shirley retorted.

Thales and Hilley looked at each other uncomfortably as they walked.

It seems that both of them have their own secrets, and they don't want others to know.

But after a few seconds, they seemed to understand something, and they both smiled in relief.

"Fuck you, Wyana." Thales shook his head and said helplessly.

Heilei didn't bother to respond, and directly gave him a middle finger.

"Hey, that's mine Wait, how do you know that gesture?"

"I've seen, I've seen the dumb guy next to you do it to Wyah' a certain' Wyah."

"Ha, I knew it, you imitated it wrong."

"Impossible, I remember it very clearly: protruding middle finger."

"That's right for us, but you have six fingers!"

Bang!

Healy gave him a hard elbow, and Thales grinned his teeth in pain.

"No one has ever dared to make fun of me with this!" Hille gritted his teeth.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Thales quickly apologized, "I just thought that this would be better than... than deliberately avoiding it or not mentioning it."

His voice is quieter:

"Sorry."

Herei gave him a deep look and continued to move forward.

The two hurried on the road in silence.

"You have nothing to ask?"

Thales came back to his senses in shock:

"What? Ask what?"

"Ask, ask," Hilla paused, she touched her gloves, and said with difficulty, "My hand?"

There was a moment of silence between the two of them.

Finally, before Thales scratched his hair bald in his mind, he racked his brains to figure out how to answer the conversation.

"Oh, this," the prince laughed, as if he didn't care, "what's the matter, my ancestors had a king whose nickname was 'Eight Fingers'..."

Shirley gave him a blank look.

"I know Eight Finger King, but you know: my situation is different from his! He is a healthy and normal person, he was injured and lost while hunting..."

"Hey!"

Thales quickened his pace to catch up with Hilley:

"So what? You just have one more finger than me, a normal person..."

"There are four," Xi Lai said sullenly, and she looked at her hands, "I have both hands, and my feet were also young. Almost every doctor I visited said that they were connected to bones and nerves, directly If it is cut off, it may damage the entire hand..."

"Very good!"

Thales interrupted her, beaming, trying to make the atmosphere humorous: "What I want to do with one hand, you can do with five-sixths of the hands, this is an advantage! "

Heilei snorted, curled her lips in disdain: "Stiff, hypocritical."

Well, maybe a little bit.

Thales felt that he was using too much force, so he had to shut up obediently.

They turned into an alley, which made Thales feel familiar: this was one of the places that Hell's senses had just described for him.

"I heard that when I was born, the priest of the setting sun once said that it was a bad omen or a bad result, and that it was the setting sun's punishment for the whole family, or at least a warning." Xi Lai said in a trance.

Ominous omen, evil consequences.

Telston paused.

His memory drifted back to the prison of bones, and at the bottom of the dark prison, what Sakel said to Yordle echoed in his ears again:

【Does King Kessel know... Do they know that the evil flowers many years ago have borne evil fruits? 】

Thales took a deep breath, forced himself to smile, and raised his hands to Xi Lai:

"Look, my hand is full, at least it looks normal."

"Yes, I know, 'normal'," Hilley sneered, "so?"

Thales forced a smile.

"I mean, my hands and feet were intact when I was born, but that doesn't seem to prevent the Goddess of the Setting Sun from punishing the royal family of Canxing."

Hilei's eyes moved.

"So, bad omens, bad flowers and bad results, you just let them die." Thales said with a smile.

Healy looked at him for a long time, passed a closed "Milton Integrity Pawnshop", and turned into a side road with no one there.

"But a lot of people don't think so," she whispered. "You just saw the reaction from the people on the street, didn't you?"

Thales' smile became smaller.

"That's why you have lived in reclusive life since childhood?"

"This matter is a stain on the family," Miss Kevin Deere said with a touch of sarcasm, "My parents, they have to be... very careful, from my coming-of-age ceremony to my engagement wedding, I will show everything in public Occasions, um, maybe my funeral, you know, since I was a child, the purchase of women's gloves is an important expenditure that my father entrusts Ashford to be responsible for, and it is top secret."

The stain on the family.

Thales was silent for a while.

"It's not your fault."

Heilei shrugged: "I know, I figured it out a long time ago, this, this is not my fault..."

The girl raised her hands and shook them, her gaze fixed on the ring of her little finger.

"But what they brought, brought me, made me..."

Xilei's eyes gradually drifted away, and then slowly focused.

What they brought, brought me, turned me into...

Hearing what she said, Thales couldn't help holding his left hand: in the middle of the palm, the scar left by multiple scratches became more and more obvious.

Cannot be eliminated.

"Do you know why, why do I have such a bad relationship with Karabyan's twins, do you not get along so well?"

The second prince came back to his senses: "Yes, I heard something: Did you scare them when you were young?"

Hile sneered.

"When they were young, they discovered...my hand."

Thales did not speak.

"Of course, they laughed at me, despised me, and wanted to use this to manipulate me," Xi Lai shook her hands, her eyebrows sharpened, "but I fought back, and fought back hard."

Fight back...

"So they isolate me, ostracize me, create cliques, speak ill of me at dances..." Hilley continued, "and I keep fighting back."

Continue to fight back...

Thales frowned.

"In the end, the situation was very bad, and it went all the way to my parents, until my father reached an agreement with Count Karabyan. Secretly swear: For the rest of my life, I will not let the scandal of Kevin Dill, or my... situation, um, leak out."

Thales understood.

So, your relationship can never get any better.

"As the price of 'fighting back', I was sent to the Temple of the Sunset."

"In name, it's etiquette education and religious edification, but it's not really," Hilley said sarcastically, "it's exorcism."

Thales looked up in surprise:

"Exorcism?"

"Yeah, to get rid of the 'demons' in me," Hilley sneered, "whether it's those extra fingers and toes, or the fact that I was screaming and beating up my twin sisters when I was eight years old. Manic, vile, dark and narrow personality.”

Keep away demons.

"I..." Thales hesitated, not knowing what to say.

But Xi Lai just shook his head and continued to sneer:

"And one of the ways to exorcise... You know, the priests believed that the fire was the embers of the setting sun, one of the graces of the goddess of the setting sun on earth, so it is against demons and sorcery, against the unclean Does the filth have miraculous effects?"

"I know a little bit, 'Appear in fire, disillusion in front of God'," Thales thought of something, his face changed suddenly, "Wait, flame? Exorcism? You?"

Hilary laughed bitterly.

"Yes," she gently peeled off the glove that reached to her forearm, exposing the skin on her wrist, "flame, and it is a blessed silver holy fire."

Thales stared blankly at the skin on Xi Lai's wrist: it was uneven, of different shades, and had an ugly crimson red.

"After a period of upbringing, they, um, the priests of the Sunset Temple finally confirmed," Xileila put on her gloves, her tone was terribly calm, "Maybe, maybe it's not the devil, of course, it may be the devil hidden too deep."

The round-faced girl snorted softly, she turned to Thales and smiled brightly:

"It's so deep that I can't cure it."

Flame.

Exorcism.

Can't be cured...

Thales felt a silence in his chest when he heard these words.

"How old were you when you were sent..."

"Eight years old," Xi Lai said without changing his face, as if telling someone else's story, "I just learned to tie a skirt."

Eight years old.

Thales felt a throbbing pain in his heart.

"But, but your father is the Duke of South Bank..."

"So he has to convince the public," Xi Lai said with a gloomy expression, "for the family, for the Emerald City."

For the family, for the Emerald City.

Even if it's... my daughter.

Thales felt his chest getting heavier and heavier, so heavy that he couldn't breathe.

After several seconds, Thales let out a sigh of relief.

"Did you know that when my uncle was alive, he could only sit in a wheelchair," he no longer pretended to be relaxed, but said lightly, "In the past, someone tried to cure him, but he said..."

Thales focused his eyes:

"Even without legs, he can stand up and be a complete person."

Heilei was silent for a while: "Your uncle, you sound like a very powerful person."

"I don't know, I haven't seen him."

"But you, Cecilia Kevin Dill," Thales said softly, "Even if you have a few more fingers, you can still stand up and continue the pranks of 'Wyana'? Right? ?”

Hile was silent.

Thales took a deep breath:

"Hey, listen, they can't cure you because"

The girl interrupted him suddenly, her tone was indifferent and angrily:

"Because I'm not sick at all, so I don't need treatment?"

She sneered and said, "Please, I have heard hundreds of comforting words like this since I was a child."

"No, they can't cure you," Thales denied, "because 'they', 'they' can't cure you."

"And you can? The genius doctor Thales?" Xi Lai sneered.

Thales looked at her silently and shook his head slightly.

"In normal times, I might say some comforting formulas: no matter what fate gives us, it is a gift it gives us."

Thales raised his head and looked at the streets of the Emerald City full of city life.

"But I figured it out later," he said in a daze, with a blank expression on his face, "maybe, maybe they're not all gifts."

Hile was a little surprised.

"That's right," she came back to her senses, looking at her hands with a sad expression, "It's not all gifts."

Thales took a deep breath.

"But they belong to us, and only to us, not to 'them', not to anyone else."

At that moment, Thales looked firmly:

"Only for us."

Xilai looked at him quietly, but didn't speak.

The next second, Thales turned a corner along the road in his memory and stopped.

Here they are.

In the alley ahead of them, Slimani, their target, left them with an awkward back.

At the moment, the defender is leaning on the wall and limping forward.

The timing is just right.

Thales raised the corners of his mouth, exchanged glances with Xi Lai, and nodded.

But just before Thales was about to speak, another voice sounded from the other side in front of Slimani:

"Slimani, the Great Advocate, right? Let us have a good meal."

Thales' complexion changed, and he quickly grabbed Xi Lai and hid in the pile of debris beside him.

"You, you..."

Slimani's tone was terrified at first, but he quickly calmed down:

"Is it right to ask for money? Ah, I know, according to the law of Emerald City, you are not robbing or extorting. If you understand the rules, here's to..."

"This has nothing to do with money, and it has nothing to do with the Blood Bottle Gang," but the person blocking the way disappointed him, "It's only about you, Mr. Slimani."

Thales frowned, and instantly entered the senses of hell:

There are three people in front of Slimani, each armed and... possessing the power of finishing.

Perhaps the Swordsman of the End.

"Unregistered military swords are not allowed in the Emerald City...you, who are you from?" Slimani tried his best to maintain his composure.

A military sword.

Thales and Hilley looked at each other.

Oops.

It seems that the visitor is not good.

"I heard that you went to the barber shop and asked about some things you shouldn't ask about," the swordsman blocking the way sneered, "Now, defender, can you please come with me?"

"I, I, I..."

Slimani realized something, and he quickly pulled out the amulet: "Actually, I still have a case to deal with, the security hall and the trial hall, um, especially Judge Brennan has to wait today My reply letter..."

"About the dead wool merchant, isn't it?" Another swordsman interrupted him coldly.

Diop the wool merchant.

Thales frowned.

Looks like... I found the right person.

"Don't worry, sir," said the first swordsman with a light smile, "Whether it's the security hall or the trial hall, they can wait."

Slimani came back to his senses in shock, he pointed at the swordsmen in front of him tremblingly:

"You, you..."

"As for Judge Brennan, well, don't worry, we can give him a message for you."

The leading swordsman is very confident:

"Whether it's your reply letter, or a long-term leave note."

Long-term leave of absence...

Slimani's face turned pale.

"He, he can't, he can't...I don't, I don't!"

The leading swordsman sneered:

"Nothing?"

Slimani turned to run away, but he forgot that he had just broken his leg and fell to the ground with a thud.

"I've never done it before," the defender was tearful and terrified, crawling on the ground, "I don't dare to do anything to offend the Iris family! The Duke can't do this to me!"

The swordsmen smiled at each other and slowly approached Slimani.

"Of course, defender, you did not apologize to Iris."

Slimani opened his eyes wide:

"No, please, please, I didn't mean to know, I just accidentally..."

The leading swordsman looked indifferently, revealing his sword hilt:

"Unfortunately, neither do we."

In the dark alley, Hille cast a questioning look at Thales.

"They want to silence, what should we do?" The eldest lady whispered in his ear.

Thales nodded.

"That's your brother's man~IndoMTL.com~ You hide well, take him away when you see the opportunity, the rest..."

Hile raised her eyebrows.

The swordsmen are getting closer and closer to Slimani.

Damn it.

The prince sighed.

Why is the Xinghu Guard not around every time something like this happens?

Thales touched the JC dagger behind him, felt its cold and hard material, and felt a sense of familiar strangeness in his heart.

The dagger is unsheathed, the blade is cold.

Long time no see, old friend.

Do you miss me?

The next moment, the sin of Hell River burned happily, bringing endless scorching heat and pain.

(End of this chapter)