Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 17: Jenny Barkovi

　　"At least thirty cavalry broke through the gate. From the open space of the manor to the dungeon, there are signs of fierce fighting everywhere."

In the 　　 Iris Manor, the knight under the tricolor iris, the Lord Seychelles in turquoise painted plate armor frowned, stroking the iron gate of the manor that was deformed by the impact.

　　 Many knights around him scattered, searching for the corpses across the field, but the creepy manor was already empty, trying to find the slightest clue.

　　 only listen to the Lord of Seychelles with thinning hair, carefully and authentically:

　　"A large-scale battle broke out between the two sides. At least half an hour ago, there was probably still chaos here. Obviously, the blood races lost the battle. The corpses on the ground were only blood slaves, and it was in line with the fleet to transport them across the sea. , The quantity reported."

　　"From the wounds of the corpse, the other party used high-purity silver weapons. They came prepared."

　　"The blood of the Corleone family has disappeared. If the body were not taken away after being wiped out, it would have been captured, or escaped, or even both. No matter what, we don’t need to worry anymore. The secret they are hiding is-if it is not in the hands of the enemy, it is destroyed without a trace."

　　 But either situation is very bad-Seychelles sank, his right hand wearing an iron glove stroked his little hair.

　　Another voice came from behind: "The only good news is that the Duke didn’t plan to use them, so they don’t know our plans and actions."

　　 I saw the well-groomed Lord Cassian, another knight with a knighthood, standing up from the corpse of a blood slave on the ground and looking at Seychelles.

　　 "It's my fault, I'll go and beg the Lord Duke later." The neatly-groomed Cavsian knight had a terrifying expression on his face, but the noble knight did not shirk his responsibility, and his expression was solemn and emotional. Repressive and authentic:

　　"I ignored the large group of cavalry that I found on the road. It seems that they raided the creeper manor. If we were going at full speed, we might be able to stop them."

　　 But Seychelles doesn't think so. His instinct tells him that the cavalry that raided the creeper manor was very strange, and even if they stopped the team, it might not have any good results.

　　 Even though he and Cassian are both extreme knights of the End.

　　 But Seychelles knows that this is not the time to hit friends. He is already full of self-blame for the mistakes caused by his previous carelessness.

　　 "Two problems need to be solved urgently." Seychelles glanced across the mottled manor wall and walked into the house.

　　"First, who are they."

　　"Secondly, why did they come."

　　 Cassian followed his friend into the hall. Although he had smelled blood before, he couldn't help turning his face when he saw the **** scene in the hall.

　　 Unlike Seychelles, who used to be a mercenary in the Eastern Continent and lived with the knife every day, Cassian’s background is much better than his peers. When the old duke named him a knight himself, he was still an excellent finisher swordsman who had just completed his training from the Tower of End, and a hairy boy with a great future.

　　 After he became an extreme knight, it has been too long for Cassian to endure blood outside the tournament.

　　"We will send people out now, and if we pursue all-round pursuit, we may be able to catch the clues of these cavalry." Cassian looked at the drained corpse on the table in disgust, frowning and said:

　　"If they are members of a certain family, then the major noble estates in Dongcheng District will be the best cover."

　　 But his colleague, Lord Seychelles shook his head, thinking of the rabbits running around on the Pentium grasslands of the East Continent. No matter how many subtle traps the herders of the Kitseli tribe set, they will always have a way to survive.

　　 Their natural enemies are only those falcons in the sky that can see everything in sight.

　　 Seychelles followed the bloodstains towards the direction of the dungeon and objected: "We are high-profile enough. Send people to pursue the various manors in Dongcheng District? After we offend the entire upper class of the stars, probably I can find a clue to them."

　　 "Since I can't grasp their identities, I can only figure out why they came." Cassian raised an inextinguishable lamp, covered his mouth and nose, and cursed the gang of insatiable appetites The vampire walked down the **** dungeon along the stone ladder, and the dim voice echoed between the dim walls:

　　"This is a temporary residence lent to the Blood Bottle Gang to entertain and hide the masters of the Corleone family, but neither Necla nor Corleone is seen."

　　"Behind the Blood Bottle Gang are us and the Cullen family. This is an open secret in the circle. As for the help of the Corleone family, we have always contacted secretly. Once they are discovered, they are likely to follow our plan. Come up."

　　 "Every family that participates in the'Rising Stars' knows more or less about the plan, this is not a concern," The Lord Seychelles, who walked in the thick **** air but felt nothing different, calmly analyzed "I have sent someone to report to the Lord Duke, and the contact of the Blood Bottle Gang will come soon. But what secrets are hidden in the Corleone family that will provoke such a group of people?"

　　 Cassian held the unextinguishable light, trying to maintain his appearance, stopped in a ruin in the dungeon, and looked around suspiciously.

　　 It can be seen that this ruin was originally a prison cell, but at this moment it has completely changed:

　　 It seemed to have undergone terrible destruction. The iron fence, chains, and wall stones were all broken into fine pieces, and they were spread across the limited cells in fragments.

　　 is like someone chopped it up.

　　"The dungeon is also the blood bank of the blood clan." Seychelles said coldly: "It seems that some people don't like it here."

　　 "Whether it's a vampire, a blood bottle gang, or even an intruder, why do they—destroy the dungeon like this? Are you venting their anger?" Cassien asked in confusion.

　　 "The dungeon was not destroyed by them," Seychelles picked up a small black piece of mysterious stone material with some strange patterns and words engraved on it, and his face was solemn: "This is a cell-I'm afraid, it's locked up. A certain terrible character here got out of trouble, and the cavalry who rushed in, joined with him and “cleaned” this **** manor."

　　 If Thales is here, I am afraid he will applaud the sparse-haired knight: his guess is infinitely close to the truth.

　　"The degree of crushing," Cassien, who was frowning, looked at the destruction of the dungeon and exclaimed: "Only an extreme master can do it."

　　 "No." Seychelles' eyes suddenly became very strange, he held the mysterious black piece of material in his hand and said:

　　"From the shape, this stone is probably part of a chain."

　　 "I suspect that it was this shackle that locked the mysterious man."

　　 The next moment, the black stone on his left hand was thrown into the air by him.

　　 Seychelles' eyes screamed, and the cross guard sabre on the left waist was instantly unsheathed.

　　The sharp blade cut through the black mysterious stone.

　　 At that moment, there was no sound.

　　 One second later, invisible invisible ripples, as the air squeezed, spread across the narrow dungeon.

　　 tore deep huge gaps in the surrounding walls!

　　 Behind Cassian nodded in admiration. This perfect sword perfectly combines precision, speed and ingenuity, even the "Fortress Flower" is nothing more than that.

　　 The sound of sword cutting stone finally came.

　　 "锵!"

　　 The sound is crisp, sparks are flying everywhere.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 The strong wind caused by the swing of the sword can also reach my ears at this time.

　　 I saw the sword of Seychelles as far as possible, and a piece of soil fell on all sides. Wherever the strong wind went, the cell suddenly became dusty!

　　 The unextinguishable light in Cassian's hand was instantly extinguished by the strong wind.

　　 The strong wind disappeared.

　　 Seychelles looked still, and the sword was sheathed.

　　 Cassian covered his mouth and nose. Although he hated the dust, he turned on the unextinguishable lamp again, bent down, and searched through the earth and rocks.

　　 When Cassian brought the black mysterious stone to Seychelles, the two looked at each other.

　　 Two extreme knights of Terminator, both saw surprise and fear in the eyes of each other.

　　 The black stone that was slashed by the blade of the extreme master, at this moment, was completely intact, unharmed, lying in the hands of Cassian.

　　 The two were silent for a long time, until Cassian spoke with difficulty:

　　 "It seems that I was wrong again, this level of destructive power—"

　　 Cassian turned his head and looked at the shattered cell, with a face full of disbelief:

　　 "Not even an extreme master can do it!"

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　　 11 o'clock in the evening.

In the bedroom on the third floor of 　　Mindith Hall, as the protagonist discussed by the two extreme knights in the creeper manor, Thales, who has gotten off the trouble and has become neatly dressed again, is sitting awkwardly on the bed.

　　 He stared blankly at the forty-year-old, but still amorous, court lady with a beauty mole on the corner of his mouth—training.

　　 It's a pity - Thales thought - it would be nice to be gentler.

　　 "Is this the heir of the kingdom you are looking after?"

　　 "Are you barbarians?"

　　"Your Majesty has entrusted you with his blood! The future of the stars! Not a gray monitor lizard that can live on the island!"

　　 "You look like you can't even take care of the gray monitor lizard!"

　　 The majestic court lady, with a domineering roar, reprimanding the two most trusted subordinates of His Majesty the King, Count Gilbert Caso and the guards of Yordel Gato, but both of them obediently lowered Head, accept her reprimand.

　　"His daily diet is breaded beef? Did you know that he was growing up!"

　　 "Have you ever bathed him? Don't tell me to wipe it with water, it is called washing!"

　　 "Don't you see that all his wounds need careful care? Bandages? What is that?"

　　 "You haven't taught him how to dress correctly? Don't use the lack of time as an excuse!"

　　"What kind of bed did you find for him? This kind of quilt and pillow is a kid killer!"

　　"You actually forbid him to appear in the open air? Do you know how important sunlight is for growth!"

　　 "Safe? Don't make excuses! Wasn't he kidnapped under your nose when he was indoors?"

　　 "Arrange the room of that little vampire girl for me to be a hundred meters away! What? There is no such room? Then go and dig out one immediately!"

　　"From tomorrow, in addition to protection and teaching, you will keep me ten meters away from him!"

　　 "You two useless men!"

　　 After a long while, after Jini's angry preaching ended, she drove the two "useless men" out of Thales's room ("Go and prepare everything on the list for me now!" -Ji Ni), suddenly turned around.

　　 was so scared that Thales, who was drinking from a glass and watching a good show on the bed~IndoMTL.com~, shrank back by half a meter.

　　 Looking at Ji Ni's unfailing gaze, the traveler thought of his former high school head teacher.

　　 But Ji Ni just looked at Thales hesitantly and complicatedly, and finally sighed slightly.

　　 She smiled reluctantly and tried her best to be gentle and authentic:

　　 "Don't be afraid, Thales."

　　 "You are safe now, and you will always be safe."

　　"During your month in Mindis Hall, I will be solely responsible for your daily life."

　　 Thales swallowed and nodded: "Thank you, uh--"

　　 Jini gently accepted his words:

　　 "I'm Jini Barkovi, a first-class court lady, your father's loyal friend, minister, and...well, how to say..." At this point, Jini paused, as if thinking about something.

　　 But she still raised her eyebrows, like "what word do I think of," she said decisively:

　　 "...and his lover."

　　 Thales didn’t hold it, and sprayed water directly on the bed.

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　　 In a road not far from Mindith Hall, Yordel appeared in the void and knelt down on one knee in front of a strong and burly figure.

　　 "You should go in and take a look." Yordle said hoarsely.

　　 But the strong figure is just silent.

　　 Finally, he raised his head and glanced at the lights in the third-floor room, then turned around decisively and left surrounded by a group of elite guards covered in silver armor.

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