Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 12: Magic Master

　　 A crisp, crisp sound.

　　 The glass on a door was shattered by a figure.

　　 Lilian in thin silk pajamas held the candlestick and looked at the figure falling in from the outside in surprise.

　　 That's a handsome man with short blond hair and a star-blue color—the police uniform?

　　Will the people in the security hall be there— Lilian looked at the clock overhead— at four o’clock in the morning, breaking into the house through the third floor window?

　　 It’s not appropriate to say that it’s a private house. After all, Laiya Club is one of the best known "clubs" in Hongfang Street, located between the popular areas of Hongfang Street and Linhe Street (the famous commercial street in West Ring District), Lily Ann is even a well-known beauty in the clubhouse. Even if it is an earl-level nobleman or a high-ranking court official, if Lilian is to be accompanied, the starting price is 20 gold coins an hour.

　　 Therefore, when the young and promising Captain Cohen Karabyan of the West City Police Department rushed into the private bedroom of the Laiya Club from the third floor, Lilian, who was awakened on the bed, would hold the candlestick in front of him. Come and see.

　　 "This lady, I'm so sorry that I disturbed your sleep."

　　 Cohen climbed up from the ground embarrassedly, hid the saber behind him, bowed to the charming Lilian, but when he reached out to take off his hat, he realized that his officer hat was already I fell in the battle just now.

　　 "Damn it." Cohen murmured.

　　 I blame the old man for losing my night clothes. I can’t go out and buy them most of the night.

　　 Lilian boldly looked at this police officer who was polite and handsome-this is very important, otherwise Lilian would just smash it by a candlestick-with his beautiful big eyes lightly rolled, and he reached out and raised his hand. With her smooth black hair, if her fingers flicked across the proud chest, she giggled and said:

　　 "Dear Mr. Officer, we are closed tonight."

　　 Cohen certainly knows where this is. Put it in the usual way. This is when the Laya Club is lively.

　　 But facing the beauty in front of him, he only smiled, not at all bewildered by Lilian's charming style.

　　 "So, you have been taken care of and will be closed tonight?"

　　"Of course, the blood bottle helped to open up the joints and promised to make up for the loss. Otherwise, do you know how much loss will be caused to those adults who have worked hard for the kingdom if Hongfang Street is closed for one night? If they are unable to contribute to the normal operation of the second largest country on the western continent due to work fatigue, physical exhaustion and mental boredom, what should the more than 10 million people of the Star Kingdom do?"

　　 Lilian blinked and smiled slyly.

　　 Cohen looked at this mature and seductive beauty, his brows tightened slightly.

　　 It seems that the information I received through the informant is not complete. I originally thought it was the Black Street Brotherhood who took the initiative to attack the Red Square Street branch of the Blood Bottle Gang. Now it seems that the Blood Bottle Gang was in Red Square in advance. The street set a trap and turned against the general.

　　 Then I came tonight to test the focus of the two big gangs, and I was about to shift from the Brotherhood.

　　 is a blood bottle gang for nearly a hundred years after all.

　　 "Hey, that golden retriever green-skin dog!" A female voice outside the building interrupted their conversation.

　　"Quickly come down and lead to death! According to the rules, we cannot enter any house."

　　 Lilian walked to the broken window curiously, and saw a woman covered in blood downstairs in leather armor shaking the whip on her hand and facing upstairs angrily.

　　 Cohen bowed again to Lilian.

　　"Thank you for your notification, beautiful lady, please forgive me at this moment, I am going to another lady’s appointment."

　　 The blond police officer and patrol captain turned around and leaped gently down the street.

　　 "Dear Miss Bernice, don't be too impatient."

　　 Cohen's smile suddenly became cold, and killing intent shot into his eyes.

　　"The king is here. In the name of the sacred star covenant, as a second-level security officer, I have the power to directly kill suspects who may endanger the interests of the kingdom and the lives of the people. Don’t worry, I’ll send you off right away. Reunited with your brother."

　　 Lilian upstairs covered her mouth. She recognized that it was the Twelve Strongest Blood Bottle Gang, the younger sister of the notorious Leiden brothers and sisters, "Scorpion Whip" Bernice Leiden.

　　Her brother, Primo Leiden, "Poison Stinger", only visited the Laiya Club yesterday. He liked him special and almost brought a new girl to life with the oil from an inextinguishable lamp. Scald to death.

　　According to the police officer’s tone, it seems that the "stinger" has died on his hand?

　　"Blue-skinned dog! Even your boss, dare not help the blood bottle! You--how dare you--" Bernice scolded, as a more maverick person among the twelve strongest, She shaved the hair on the left side and combed the rest of the hair to the right, making her whole line look tougher.

　　 "I will **** every piece of meat on you!"

As soon as 　　's voice fell, Bernice's whip flung a circle and rolled towards Cohen. The barbs on the whip came alive as if they were spiritual, shot out, and attacked!

　　 "That's it!"

　　 Cohen's figure suddenly became blurred, and only an insider could see it. It was his rapid change of position at a speed that mortals could not see clearly.

　　"Ding! Ding-ding-ding!"

　　 The phantom of the long sword smashed, and the whip of the close body was cut off!

　　 "If your brother is still alive, with his ability to control these lashes, the two of you can cooperate, maybe you can create some trouble."

　　 But Bernice's whip is as flexible as a snake, and the whip and the whiplash form a dead-end attack, continuously attacking.

　　 "If I get ten seconds early, Primo will not die." Bernice said with hatred.

　　"And you, the green dog, will be torn apart by us!"

　　 Cohen's complexion did not change, and five whiplashes were cut off like lightning, but the whip was already in front of his eyes!

　　 At this moment, Cohen suddenly looked at him and rushed forward, without even looking at the whip that was drawn at him!

　　 "Don't let go of a fool!"

　　 "Stab!"

　　 Bernice smiled and looked at Cohen who rushed forward, and the whip tore his right shoulder mercilessly! At the same time, three barbs shot out again!

　　 My whip is poisoned with pain-enhancing pain, with a lot of barbs, and there are thorns in the barbs. Once it is rubbed, the pain is—huh?

　　 Cohen made an unexpected move by Bernice.

　　 I saw the figure of the police officer rushing forward, facing the three whiplashes, unabated, raising his left hand to block the flying whiplash!

The 　　 whip pierced deeply into the police officer's arm, one of which even pierced his palm, but his face remained unchanged, as if he had just been bitten by an ant.

　　 Bernice looked at Cohn in surprise. Many of the enemies who had been hurt by the poisonous whip were so painful that they deformed their movements, their faces were twisted, and they wailed and rolled under her.

　　 But he—why did he not react at all?

　　 Doesn't he feel pain?

　　 "Street performing, that's it!" Cohen said coldly.

　　 Bernice looked at Cohen as the thunder rushed in astonishment, and reacted quickly, slamming the whip in her hand, trying to build a protection in front of her.

　　 But a powerful force burst out of Cohen’s sword instantly!

　　 Bernice's face changed instantly.

　　 This is—no!

　　In an instant, Cohen's sword seemed to be sharpened countless times, the stars flickered, and the whip was chopped into several segments!

　　 In front of Bernice's eyes, Cohen's cold face and sword grew bigger and bigger.

　　 The next moment, that simple and sharp saber pierced her left chest fiercely, and the point of the sword pierced out of her back!

　　 At this time, her words came out of her mouth with difficulty.

　　 "The power of the end! You are super—"

　　 But she could not finish.

　　 "Enforcement is over."

　　 Cohen gently pushed the surprised Bernice away from the sword, as if doing a trivial thing.

　　"I’ll give you a suggestion: next time you have any hole cards, use them at the beginning."

　　 He gently pulled the whip from his hand, and the energetic force came back to his palm, pushing a few drops of cyan liquid out.

　　 "If I was wearing armor, even light armor, you would have died ten thousand times."

　　"In the eyes of people who have experienced war, even the super-powerful are as naive as street fights, and you are just like children's games."

　　 Bernice closed her godless eyes and fell to the ground forever. Not far in front, her brother was half leaning against the wall and was pierced by a sword.

　　 Cohen bowed to Lilian, who was surprised upstairs, and then headed deeper into Red Square Street.

　　This man, although watching the gentleman politely, Lilian covered her mouth and thought:

　　 But really, I don’t feel affectionate to women.

　　——————————————————

　　 In another lane of Red Square Street.

　　 Yala indifferently took the wolf-leg knife in her hand, and pulled it from the abdomen of the last red-headed thug in front of her, and shook the blood on it in disgust.

　　 Thales tried to persuade himself not to think about Yala's killing, which always reminded him of Quaid’s wide-open eyes before his death.

　　Those people are all conscious, they join the gang and they know the consequences clearly.

　　Thinking about this, he feels much better.

　　 Thales pressed tightly on the black cloth covering his mouth and nose, watching Yala had just slaughtered a small group of about seven or eight blood bottle helpers, and then crawled out of the hiding place skillfully and tacitly. Lie on Yala's back.

　　"How did you overcome it?"

　　 "Huh?"

　　"The kind of killer—disgusting and guilt?"

　　 Yala sighed.

　　 "I have been taught since I was a child," she carried Thales on her back and moved briskly under her feet in a cold tone: "What can be killed by me is not my kind."

　　"It's like trampling on an ant."

　　 Thales stopped talking, just clasped Jara's neck tighter.

　　 After they passed Spin, on the road of Red Square Street, there were corpses and mutilated bodies everywhere. From several places, even Yala's scalp was numb.

　　 The two were careful all the way, but in the chaotic situation, even with Yala's ability to hide, it was extremely difficult.

　　 under the corpses everywhere and the sound of fighting everywhere, despite trying their best to cover up, they inevitably ran into two teams of thugs head-on, one for the Brotherhood and one for the Blood Bottle.

　　 Yala relentlessly shot with all her strength, without leaving a living.

　　 and left quickly.

　　For some reason, Thales has become a bit accustomed to such **** scenes.

　　 This is not a good thing-he reminded himself that psychological insensitivity almost certainly brings behavioral deviation.

　　"This is the fifth intersection, and I still can't make it." Yala stopped, frowning, and touched the air in front of her.

　　 Thales fell to the ground and touched his hand forward.

　　 is obviously nothing but an invisible and hard barrier.

　　 "Is this a power?" Thales asked in surprise.

　　 So far, Thales has seen not many people with supernatural powers, but there are also many. For example, in the Brotherhood, Morris, who is in charge of human trafficking, is one of them. He used only his eyes to let one escape. The beggar died of suffocation.

　　"No, the ability person does not have such a powerful ability. At the same time, it blocks five or six junctions of such a large street-I suspect that the remaining intersections are similar, even the ability warrior is difficult to do. "

　　 Yala pushed up the goggles on her face, with a solemn expression.

　　The female bartender carefully "observed" the transparent barrier in front of her, and she thought of the old guy and the man-Jara couldn't help but pause when she thought of this-the terrible legends she told herself.

　　 She put on her goggles again.

　　"From now on, we must be more careful and try to avoid all fighting so as not to expose our whereabouts."

　　"As far as I know, this is most likely a masterpiece of a magician."

　　"I hope our luck is not so bad as to meet him head-on."

　　 Thales' eyes widened.

　　Magic Master.

　　 During his five-year street career, he heard this word more than once from the alcoholic drinkers at Sunset Bar, the prostitutes on Red Square Street, the gamblers at the Black Gold Casino, and the thugs of the Brotherhood.

　　 The traverser initially thought that this was similar to the "magic" and "witcher" in the fantasy novels of his previous life, but later discovered that it was not the case.

　　 No one will supplement Thales, who is a lowly beggar, with common sense in the world. Even if he does, most of what he can come into contact with is the hearsay and horror talk of the villager and the idiot.

　　 But based on what he found back and his professional fieldwork experience in his previous life, Thales has learned a lot of common sense through observation. The following are his observation notes on the term "magic master":

　　 First point, almost all the moments when talking about "Magic Master", the talker is accompanied by negative emotions such as fear, hatred, and curse. At the same time, the keywords that appear at the same time include "powerful", "terrible" and "damn" "Hell", "illegal" and so on.

　　Secondly, in this world, magicians are quite rare (the rare ones here are not the "rare" that claims to be "rare" in previous YY novels, but walk around the streets), Thales judges, five In the years, among the countless people who have talked about "magic masters", only one drinker and a prostitute had a certain degree of truthfulness. Obviously, they had indirect or direct contact with information about magic masters.

　　 Third, I have never heard of any magician organization or even gathering, but there is a rumor that there are two magicians among the highest leaders of the Blood Bottle Gang.

　　Fourth, the police officers and patrol members in charge of the Xichengmen security patrol, the weapons they are equipped with are called "anti-magic weapons."

　　The fifth, magician, is completely different from the "superior", "superior warrior", "terminator swordsman" and "terminator knight" that everyone talks about. The latter may be born or trained Ability. As for the magician, Thales has never heard how their terrifying abilities were acquired.

　　 Sixth, in addition to the magician, there is another weapon. It has a suspicious name called "magic gun". It is only allowed to be used in the army of the kingdom. Any illegal holder will be Convicted of a felony.

　　 The above is all the information Thales has about the magician.

　　 Thales has envisioned countless situations of encountering magicians, but based on the information available, it seems that none of the situations is too optimistic.

　　 such as now.

　　 Thales stuffed the black cloth into his pocket and lay down on Yala's back again.

　　——————————————————

　　 a few quarters ago.

　　 In the center of Red Square Street, in the underground warehouse of a chess room.

　　 A handsome man dressed in blue, with dark brown curly hair, sits quietly at the table of an ancient marching tray. On the marching tray is a map on which is placed a number of games. The pieces of chess are divided into black and red, ranging from knights, swordsmen, sling crossbows, shield warriors to guards, prime ministers, and kings.

　　 This is passed down from the Kingdom of Exeter, based on historical allusions and common sense of war. Nowadays, the most popular board game among the nobles-"The Rise and Fall of the Empire", it simulates the two human kings and the two periods before and after the ancient empire. Military confrontation, for the pampered and distinguished nobles, of course, it is the best pastime that can embody masculinity and attract the attention of women without risking the end.

　　Of course, there are also a few great nobles with unique hobbies, and it is reported that they like to use real people as chess pieces.

　　Under the shining of the unextinguishable lights, if you look closely, you will find that the map in the middle of the marching board is a street map of Hongfang Street.

　　The handsome man easily moved the chess pieces with his right hand. The black or red pieces were removed from the picture by him. However, in the removed pieces, the number of black pieces scattered was far more than those with concentrated forces. Hongzi.

　　 Two black prime ministers are in the picture. There are many black guards or swordsmen around them, and a few red knights are restraining them. In the outer periphery, many black knights and shield warriors are being defeated by the two dominant red prime ministers, leading swordsmen and guards.

　　 In the center of the map, there is a crimson king standing out of nowhere, and a red guard next to it.

　　 The handsome man in blue is playing his game happily. When he takes a closer look, he will notice that a light blue energy sphere is gathering on his free left hand, like a life, slowly Breathe, and there seems to be a storm in the energy ball.

　　 The man in blue opened his mouth from time to time and said something, beside his mouth, he could clearly see the trajectory of the air vibration, transforming into ripples and dissipating in the air.

　　 But strangely, no sound was made.

　　 This scene, in the dark and lonely silence, is even more strange.

　　 At this moment, the man in blue suddenly frowned.

　　 Then he stretched out his hand without changing his face and removed a red sling crossbow from the edge of the map.

　　 But after a few minutes, the blue man's brows furrowed again, and he slowly stretched out his hand, and then removed the only red swordsman in that position.

　　 The blue energy ball on the left hand of the blue man flickered, and the storm inside was quite unstable.

　　 He took a few deep breaths and said something with sound for the first time.

　　"Who is responsible for the alert and interception in the direction of the down town?"

　　 He seemed to be asking the air.

　　 In the scary darkness, a weird and affirmative answer came: "Dorno the Shapeshifter, and Spin the Immortal."

　　 The man in blue closed his eyes and shook his head, then moved the two red swordsmen elsewhere to the two positions that were eaten, and moved one of them deeper, as if he was going to catch the one and eat him. Dorno and Spin's stuff.

　　 The ripples of air spread out from his mouth, and his lips opened and closed silently for a while.

　　 Then gradually, speaking to the void, vocal words.

　　 "Brother Talen and Moria, we had eaten them one hour ago..."

　　 "So it's reinforcements..." he murmured.

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　　"This will be fine."

　　 But the next moment, the face of the man in blue changed again.

　　 He moved his right hand to the edge of the other end of the map, and removed two red swordsmen almost simultaneously.

　　 The face of the man in blue is a little ugly.

　　"Who is in charge of the direction and guard mission of the inner west ring area?"

　　 "It's Leiden brothers and sisters, stingers and scorpion whip."

　　 This time, the voice in the dark seemed to be a little cautious.

　　 The blue-clothed man did not speak, his gaze patrolled back and forth on both ends of the map, his face showing doubts and dissatisfaction.

　　"Is it a **** coming in from outside? It's a headache, isn't it a curfew to say hello to the Security Department."

　　 Finally, he sighed helplessly.

　　 It’s been too long since I played these human games, so has the level dropped?

　　 alas.

　　 The blue-clothed man gently raised his head, with a complex expression on his face.

　　 "Gulaton, do you know."

　　"The meaning of traps and labyrinths is to block entrances and exits, trapping the self-inflicted mice inside."

　　"But if the entrance and exit of the trap are both opened."

　　"The mouse that catches a fart."

　　 Then, the blue man's face became cold, and he decisively moved the guard next to the red king in the center of the map to the place where the two red swordsmen were out.

　　 In the darkness, a wind sounded.

　　 there was no more sound.

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