Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 224: Handling (below)

A few minutes later, another special room.

"I am very sorry, Your Highness Thales,"

Federico's voice was as calm, cold, and cold as ever.

He raised his head and looked at Thales quietly.

"Judge Brennan is an old man from back then. He is indeed on the list. I also have a plan to question him. Lausanne II is acting according to this." Federico shook his head, "But I assure you, I never gave an order to kill him other than questioning."

Thales frowned, looking suspicious.

"But as far as I know, your father had a history of discord with him, and even attacked each other, and Brennan was the one who convicted your father."

Thales narrowed his eyes:

"Maybe in your opinion, his death is what he deserved?"

"Exactly the opposite."

Federico's voice is calm:

"My father doesn't like Lord Brennan, but they only talk about business affairs and never have any personal grudges. In fact, my father respects Lord Brennan quite a lot. He said to me in private: The Emerald City has the least selfishness and the least selfishness. The one who cannot betray Kevin Dill is Judge Brennan.

"As for Brennan convicting my father, with Zhan En's ability to forge evidence, I think the judge can only follow the rules.

"Just like the saying of the "Yangjiaogong" back then: those who can see are friends, and those who cannot be seen are enemies."

Thales didn't answer, but just took a sip of tea and observed Federico carefully.

But at least on the surface, he can't see any flaws.

"What about Lausanne II? The killer?"

Thales said:

"You are sitting here, but he is still active in the city, running errands for you?"

"Forgive me," Federico said solemnly, "since I surrendered to the Emerald City, I walked into Jann's chessboard and lost all initiative: so I have to keep the pieces outside the chessboard, even in the When I was in prison, he could act alone, Lausanne II was one of them.”

"Then who is Lausanne II? What's the secret? What's the purpose?" Thales warned, "Why did you come to the Emerald City with you? And take such a big risk for you?"

"I don't know much about him, but I can say this: Lausanne II is a very special person, or rather, a very special sword."

Thales raised his eyebrows.

"Obviously," Thales was silent for a while, "a murder tool that lacks spirit, is moody, cruel, and kills innocent people indiscriminately."

Federico was silent for a moment, then shook his head.

"Believe me, Your Highness, in essence, he is very similar to us: every moment, he is fighting cruelly and desperately with fate. Many things, he has to do."

"Us?" Thales was deeply suspicious.

Federico raised his head slowly and nodded slightly:

"We."

Our shit.

"Then you call him back, now," Thales didn't want to talk nonsense with him anymore, "put your hands together, obey the law, and abolish your meaningless 'outside chess pieces'."

"Your Highness has a destiny, and he can do whatever he wants. But unfortunately, since I walked in here, since I was imprisoned, I can no longer control him—in fact, I have never completely controlled him."

Thales frowned:

"Lausanne II personally told me that he was employed by Kevin Dill—is that you?"

"Exactly."

"So you think I look like a fool?"

Federico shook his head in denial:

"Forgive me, Your Highness. I have absolutely no intention of being disrespectful, but there is absolutely no falsehood."

"That means you look like a fool, you can't even control your hounds?"

Federico smiled, and he shook his head.

"Your position is as high as your Highness, and no one dares to disobey orders. It should be that everyone is restricted by power and status, and obeys orders, just like hounds and pawns."

Federico's eyes flickered, as if feeling emotional:

"But believe it or not, Your Highness, there is always a type of people in this world who are not bound by the world and rules. They are dangerous, but they are also more useful because of this-people who act according to free will are bound to be worse than those who follow the rules." People who don't work are more efficient.

"When I hired him here, I made a promise to Lausanne II: I will not treat him like the previous owner. He has always been free with me. I promised him and brought him out The sinking quagmire, take him to see the scenery at the top, see what kind of power it was back then, and knock him down to the bottom."

Thales didn't answer, but just stared at the other party carefully.

Federico came back to his senses:

"If it weren't for this, even if you are as arrogant as him, you wouldn't be willing to cooperate with me."

"That is to say, no matter what he does in the future, it has nothing to do with you?"

"Of course it's related, but I don't know what he will do, whether he will keep his promise to me-if so, the to-do list I gave him is also very long, it depends on how he chooses."

Thales looked at him more and more coldly.

"You are so eloquent," the prince said softly, "with just a few words, you will clean yourself up, and put the responsibility on Lausanne II alone."

"That's the truth."

Thales sneered.

"Not long ago, he almost killed me."

Federico frowned.

"I'm sorry."

"Is that all you can say?"

"I once clearly ordered Lausanne II not to hurt a single hair of your hair, and I never asked him to kill Brennan, but even so, he still brought more damage than expected. I am duty-bound to this point. "

Federico nodded slowly, then shook his head again.

"I am ashamed and very sorry about this."

Hearing this, Thales remembered Mallos' words.

Knightly manner.

[Except for Brennan himself, no one in the mansion was injured...]

[Brennan committed suicide by taking poison in his study...]

But in the next second, Federico changed the subject:

"But since he did this to you and killed Brennan, it can only prove one thing."

"What is it?"

"Lausanne II," Federico sighed softly, "he lost control again."

Thales frowned slightly:

"Again?"

He suddenly remembered the experience of meeting Lausanne II in the ghoul tunnel, and the other party's state of being different from each other.

"Your Highness, do you know the relationship between Lausanne II, the Blood Vial Gang, and the Emerald City?"

"Know a thing or two," Thales came back to his senses, "They are Kevin Dill's white gloves for doing dirty work."

"Not only, Your Highness, not only," Federico shook his head, "For more than a century, when the ancestors of Emerald City, especially Kevin Dill, decided to learn from the wise king to transform themselves, set rules, and put tradition When it is more in our interest to give more rights to the inferior people who are more able to work for us, so as to stimulate vitality and eliminate decay and growth, some people propose that someone must be responsible for monitoring and restricting these upstarts who have risen overnight—officials , merchants, craftsmen, farmers, scholars, landless knights..."

Speaking of this, Federico's eyes moved:

"Of course, I believe that during your time in power, no matter in daily government affairs, market business or trade, you must have experienced the obedience of these people and their ignorance of current affairs."

Thales snorted lightly, noncommittal.

"As for the candidates to restrict them, there is no hope for the fat-headed nobles and relatives, and they can only choose the mud-legged, shabby, and miserable people who are even lower than them, so the Blood Bottle Gang came into being. Besides, it is an enemy of the law—only to restrain those who are within the rules, and may one day eat away at the law.”

Federico continued:

"They are our invisible tentacles, touching the darkness that no one cares about, so that when we can't come forward, we can use more violent and unreasonable methods that are more effective and will not affect Kevin Dill's reputation and interests. , to re-calibrate the direction of the Emerald City."

"That sounds nice." Thales said with disdain.

"In this way, with the acquiescence and even support of the Emerald City, the Blood Vial Gang has gradually expanded, gradually growing, and even spread to the whole country," Federico gradually became fascinated, "Even if their former leader, Turnbull Tracing his blood lineage, it can be connected to an illegitimate son of Kevin Dill several generations ago."

“So that on a certain day, my uncle realized that these people were getting out of control.”

Thales' eyes moved.

"They have learned that they are colluding with high-ranking officials and nobles everywhere, and they have begun to deliberately move closer to the rules, use the rules, and even start to find more backers—the opposite of what we originally expected them to do."

Federico's words are cold:

"And among them, the leader of the Turnbull gang is rough and wants more."

Turnbull and the Vial Gang.

Thales narrowed his eyes slightly as he remembered something.

"So one day, my uncle and father decided in Kongming Palace: A stable, unified, and powerful Blood Bottle Gang is no longer in our interests."

Thales frowned and said, "Did they bring down the Blood Bottle Gang?"

Federico smiled and shook his head.

"Actually, Kevin Dill didn't do anything. Uncle and father, they just hinted at the vicious puppies who have been staring at the dog pot: from now on, they can grab the big dog's food."

Thales' eyelids twitched.

He thought of Catherine, the Phantom Blade, and of her and all kinds of blood bottle gangs, and of their power, status, interests, and even just for the face and breath of the street, they killed each other to the death. Scenes.

All of this, the life of these gangsters...

"And so the end of Turnbull came."

Federico concludes lightly:

"Lausanne II, no matter how good his swordsmanship is, no matter how much he kills, he is just a bland supporting role in that inevitable fate."

No, not just them.

Black Sword, Morris, Chinza, Rhoda, Morris, Leyock, and even Quaid who died for a long time...

Thales suddenly felt a sense of sadness.

"I tried to make him understand and accept this, to see a higher picture and a bigger world," Federico shook his head, regretting, "Unfortunately, he neither understands nor agrees with Lausanne. "

Thales clenched his fists.

"Thus, these people get out of control. And when they get out of control," Federico sighed quietly, "it needs to be corrected."

Correction.

"Jane refused."

Thales was expressionless, and suddenly spoke.

Federico didn't react, his face was puzzled.

"Whether Brennan died or I threatened him with his sister," Thales shook his head, "he refused to compromise."

Perhaps because of the mention of that name, Federico's eyes lit up instead of the calm and understatement before.

"Uncompromising? Is that right, not even a sign of loosening? For example, Zhan En is willing to spend some money to give Emerald City a few days' grace?"

【I'm writing a letter right now...to the Boppong family who are in the funeral business...to withdraw 10,000 gold coins...]

Thales looked at him and shook his head slowly:

"No."

Federico frowned suddenly:

"Or, did he put forward conditions to you in turn? For example, if he gave up the arbitration, or even handed over me, he would agree to make concessions?"

[Federico, must-must-die. 】

Thales' eyes were blank, and he continued to shake his head:

"No."

Federico frowned upon hearing this, feeling uncomfortable for a long time.

"Really, I underestimated him..."

Thales didn't speak either.

He just carefully observed Kevin Dill in front of him, comparing him with another iris.

Red and black.

After a long time, Federico raised his head and his eyes sharpened.

"That's right, he has been a duke for so many years, he is used to being bossed around by high positions, and he will never give in easily..." Federico made up his mind and was eager to try, "Your Highness, maybe we haven't forced him enough. ..."

"There is no 'us', only you." Thales interrupted him.

Federico was taken aback for a moment.

"Tell me," Thales leaned forward, "other than letting Lausanne go to Brennan, what other means are you preparing? To force me to act, to force Zhan En to give in?"

"Your Highness..."

"Tell me, why are you so confident," Thales pressed harder and harder, "Do you think Jann will give in? What else are you hiding from me? What do you want to know about Jann?"

Federico's expression slightly moved:

"Sorry I don't know..."

"Whether it's Hilley, Brennan, or the old case," but Thales didn't listen to his excuse at all, "What is it that makes Zhan En so afraid? It's really because he committed suicide Are you afraid of sin and compromise because of your own father?"

Federico's eyes flickered upon hearing this.

But after only a few seconds, he regained his composure and smiled appropriately.

"I understand," Federico said, "Your Highness, Jann gave in, right?"

Thales frowned.

Federico's eyes lit up when he saw this:

"He compromised."

"And the reason why you are worried and refuse to tell me directly..."

Federico raised an eyebrow.

"Ah - what he wants is me."

Kevin Dill, known as Scarlet Iris, stood up and paced back and forth, with excitement faintly visible in his steps.

"In other words, he wants you to sacrifice me, so as to prevent the arbitration and let you give up the investigation," he gritted his teeth, "give up the investigation of his sins."

Thales did not speak.

Crack!

Federico high fives!

"That's great, Your Highness!" He glanced sideways with sharp eyes, "If he is willing to give in, it means that you have caught his pain point!"

"But your Highness, you should also be vigilant. You can make false claims with him, but you must not agree to him easily! Zhan En seems to be obedient, but in fact he is advancing by retreating. Once you give up pursuing the old case back then, you will lose control of him." The biggest bargaining chip..."

"Federico Kevin Dill!"

Thales interrupted him sharply, giving Federico, who was immersed in the pleasure of revenge, a meal.

The prince stood up slowly.

"You haven't answered my question yet," Thales stared at him coldly, "What is the truth behind the old case back then? What are you doing that you are still hiding from me?"

Federico looked back at Thales in a daze.

"And when you returned to the Emerald City, you were thinking hard and taking every step, was it really just to seek justice and avenge your father?"

The two looked at each other silently, one was aggressive and the other was hesitant.

After a long while, Federico took a deep breath.

"I don't know, Your Highness, I don't know the truth of the old case, but I know that no matter what it is, Zhan En is very nervous."

He smiled ominously:

"And I am looking forward to discovering with you, Your Highness."

I knew it.

"Then you don't have to look forward to it." Thales said coldly.

Federico has a meal.

"Because tonight is the end of Lausanne II—and maybe your other allies."

At that moment, Thales' words made Federico's expression change drastically!

"Your Highness..."

"Your chess move outside the chessboard, this is the end," Thales said in a cold voice, not letting him interrupt, "As for the question just now, I hope you will have a better answer when I come back—you I know, another Kevin Dill is at the opposite door."

Federico's expression changed several times.

"And he looks more cooperative," Thales walked towards the door without looking back, "and he has more money."

"But it's more dangerous!" Federico said suddenly.

Thales stopped walking.

Federico gritted his teeth:

"Please, Your Highness, don't promise him, don't give up the chips, let alone let Zhan En get the chips back—otherwise we will all regret it."

Thales chuckled disdainfully:

"There is no 'we', just me."

He turned around after saying that:

"You were dead at that time, how can you regret it?"

Federico frowned.

The two looked at each other quietly.

"Let me see him."

A few seconds later, Federico spoke again.

But this time, his words were particularly difficult:

"Before you make a decision, please let me see Zhan En. Of course, you can watch from the side."

Thales frowned:

"That's it? Nothing else to tell me?"

Federico took a deep breath and nodded with difficulty.

Seeing that he had nothing else to say, Thales shook his head with a hum and continued to leave.

"Your Highness!"

Thales paused.

"Changed your mind?"

Federico took a deep breath and looked hesitantly.

A few minutes later, he finally spoke slowly.

"Lausanne is different from ordinary people and cannot be treated with common sense," Federico squeezed out a smile, but what he said disappointed Thales, "Please be more careful."

Thales frowned fiercely.

This time, he left the room without looking back.

Jane and Federico.

The Emerald City.

Hiley.

The king's expectations.

So many factors, so many options, how should he choose?

Ignoring the awe-inspiring eyes of the guards, Thales walked up the corridor, forcibly suppressing the resentment and irritability in his heart.

"Your Highness?"

Seeing the prince coming out, Wyatt quickly followed Thales:

"How?"

"It's not bad," Thales said confidently without changing his face, "I squeezed something out of both distinguished guests."

"That's good... But Your Highness, you don't seem very happy?" Wyatt asked tentatively.

Thales twitched his eyebrows.

At that moment, he was suddenly bored.

He's obviously smiling, isn't he?

How did this guy figure it out?

But Thales turned his head and saw Wyatt with a worried face, he couldn't help but sighed.

"I don't know," Thales shook his head, "I just always feel...whether it's Zhan En's compromise or Federico's attitude, I always feel that their reactions don't seem like I deserve it of."

"Ah? You deserve it?" Huai Ya was confused, "Your Highness, I don't know—"

"Don't understand?"

Thales took his words, not only for Wyatt, but also for himself:

"It's okay, I don't understand either."

Wyer was even more confused.

But before he could answer, Thales patted the attendant on the shoulder:

"Go and tell the logistics wing to prepare a good dinner for the brothers of the guards - the most expensive kind."

"As ordered—ah, the most expensive?"

Huai Ya half-spoken, suddenly changed color:

"But the logistics wing said..."

"I will pay for the meal when I come back," Thales pulled out the envelope in his arms, calm and confident, "After I went to talk to some big dogs~IndoMTL.com~uh, Is... yes?"

Wyer twitched his eyebrows, doubtful.

What's the matter, Your Highness?

Report to him?

No - since when did His Highness take charge of reimbursement?

Could it be that he doesn't know that it's his money?

"After dinner, the whole team is ready to go."

"Yes—Your Highness, where are you going?"

Thales' smile disappeared instantly.

"Emerald Suburb."

He looked into the depths of the endless corridor, with murderous intent in his eyes:

"North Gate Bridge."