Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 30: People who are late

Tulha was the first to react. --

The burning knight's hand tightened slightly, and Thales felt the coolness on the side of his neck deepen—the back of the golden saber was directly against his skin.

The second prince didn't dare to move, for fear that Tuleha's backhand would make his neck a bright red.

"Weird, black sword?" Tuleha narrowed his eyes. "A man with almost no characteristics?"

Thyls nodded.

"Interesting," Tulha's mouth was slightly tilted, and his eyes showed a strong sense of war: "An acquaintance."

Raphael frowned, looking at Thales with complicated eyes.

"Black sword?"

Kashan gently shook her hands: "You said-the black sword of the Brotherhood of Black Street?"

Cohen was taken aback when he heard the news.

Brotherhood?

Why is the Black Street Brotherhood of Stars...

"I don't know," Thales said with wide-eyed eyes cautiously, for fear that his throat might touch Tuleha's blade while moving: "Probably so."

Kashan looked at him quietly.

"Secret Branch gave the Black Sword the Wand of Stars?" The Red Witch whispered.

Raphael didn't say a word, but looked at Thales in silence, even ignoring Cohen's motion of arching him behind him.

Thyls gave an awkward and ugly smile as a sign of acquiescence.

Please.

The ghost knows what the star rod.

And that Raphael had no plans to speak at all.

Tyles thought with a horror: Mr. Black Sword, I have to use your old man to block him. You shouldn't mind-there will be no less meat anyway.

However, just a few seconds later, the old woman burst out laughing.

"Hahaha," Kashan smiled and shook his head, eyes full of helplessness and fun like watching children fight: "Morat must be a headache for you."

"The liar boy."

Tyles' eyes widened slightly: "Huh?"

The Red Witch sighed.

"How do you think I knew about the secret department's plan in advance?" Kashan raised her eyes full of eye lines, with a deep chill in her eyes: "Do you know that they are going to use the disaster to launch a conspiracy?"

Thyls was slightly startled.

"While you are still on your way to Longxiao City, Prince Thales..."

"An old friend from the Black Street Brotherhood used the letter crow to ask us for help." Kashan scanned the people in the field, and his eyes lingered on Raphael for a while: "He is being bloodied The Bottle Gang is forced to the north and has to rely on your mission."

Tyles took a few seconds to understand the meaning of this sentence, and then shuddered slightly—his brain struck a string instantly.

"Old friends of the Brotherhood?"

Thyls was incredibly authentic. At that moment, he didn't even care about the blade on his neck: "You mean, Ramon?"

"The doctor?"

"Is it him?"

Kashan gave a weird smile.

Raphael still looks calm, without saying a word.

Wyay and Rolf looked at each other, surprised and inexplicably surprised.

"It turns out that Ramon asked me to use a letter raven on the road, not to contact the Black Street Brotherhood," Thales woke up and muttered dreamily, "I want to contact you."

The Red Witch sighed slightly, her eyes deep.

"Ramon's mind is very flexible. He guessed that the predicament he was in might be the handwriting of Secret Science," Kashan said calmly: "So I contacted the darkroom directly."

"And I know Morat too well—he must be planning something."

Hearing this, Raphael sighed.

The visitor from the secret department looked at Thales with a weird expression: "Why is an unknown doctor allowed to use the mission or the black sand collar messenger raven?"

"And you didn't pay attention to where he was calling?"

Thyls was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered the history of contact with Ramon, and his expression was embarrassed.

He can't say that Ramon told him about magic and exchanged it?

But this is not the thing he needs to worry about most now.

"The people of the Brotherhood have informed us of our secret conspiracy." The Red Witch crossed the silhouettes of several people and shook her head slowly at him: "But you said that Mi Ke would collude with the brothers, and even gave the Star Staff The leader of the Brotherhood?"

Thyls can only show a wry smile.

"I'm not as good as Morat," Kashan said lightly: "But I can still see what lies."

Tyles held her gaze, only feeling her scalp tight.

It's terrible.

Kashan grinned and looked at Raphael again.

"Stop going around, kid," the red witch's eyes became serious: "You may not be carrying it...but I know you can get it right away."

Raphael frowned slightly.

Cohen and Miranda couldn't help but look at the young man in the secret department.

"The secret branch of the stars has mastered a mysterious transmission ability a long time ago." The corner of Kashan's mouth was slightly raised.

"As small as a voice letter, as large as a weapon and even a living person," the eyes of the Red Witch were full of keen interest: "You can all ignore the distance and transport to your destination in an instant."

Thyls froze.

Delivery ability.

Sound...

Ignore distance.

Cohen's face changed, Miranda frowned, and Wiya was suspicious.

On Raphael’s arm just now, that black hole that resembles the mouth of a certain creature...

Raphael did not speak, he still looked at the Red Witch with a calm expression.

As if he wasn't here at all.

"Give me the rod of stars," the darkroom leader's face is still gentle and affectionate, but the words have become more and more serious: "If you don't want to see something unfortunate for your prince."

Tyles' face suddenly turned pale.

Tulha snorted dissatisfiedly.

At this moment, a fine voice that no one had heard for a long time rang weakly from the corner of the cell.

Full of grievances and depression.

"You from a long time ago, a long time ago..."

"Do you know these things."

Everyone was startled slightly, and then looked towards the corner where the sound came from.

Thyls was unable to turn his head with the back of the sword against his neck, but he was also taken aback—because he could hear the owner of the voice.

I saw the neglected little girl—little slippery head was leaning against the wall, her face pale, she looked at Kashan tremblingly.

"Aren't you from the dark room?" Little Slick was biting her lower lip, eyes full of pain and fear.

"The dark room is the shadow cast by the dragon wings," Xiao Slick murmured, "But why..."

Xiao Huatou's face changed, as if thinking of the worst memories.

"Why didn't you report to your majesty," Xiao Slick's eyes were full of tears, and his whole body was shaking: "You just wait for disasters, wait for those disasters...Look at them in Longxiao City, Everyone..."

Thyls frowned.

He thought of the people who ran for their lives, those who were suffocating in the air, those who were separated in flesh and blood, the shield area that was completely destroyed.

Kashan seemed a little surprised, she looked back at the messy little girl in the corner with a complicated expression.

A few seconds later, she sighed deeply.

"I'm sorry." To everyone's expectation, the Red Witch bowed slightly in the direction of Slick: "Miss Alex Walton."

Cohen's eye sockets suddenly widened, and he looked at Xiao Slick head in disbelief.

Miranda raised her brows.

Hearing the name, Xiao Qiantou seemed to be taken aback, and she looked at Thales with a worried look.

But Thales was still pinned to her neck by the back of the sword, and she couldn't see her expression at all.

"Even if I know that Morat is doing a ghost..." The Red Witch's voice sounded.

"The darkroom is still helpless," Kashan said sincerely and sadly: "The secret department has hidden the news and whereabouts so well."

The Red Witch raised her body and shook her head.

"It's too late."

"The blood magician arrived at Longxiao City very early. We don't know the secret branch's plan, let alone guard against it," Kashan's voice was low and her eyes were bleak: "We can only watch the delegation come and go. The closer."

Xiao Huatou recovered from the consternation and panic. She squeezed her fist and raised her head trembling.

"Then you should report it to your Majesty!" The girl gritted her teeth, tears in her eyes kept streaming out, "That's the king of all Exeters! There have been so many dead in Longxiao City. People...he can definitely prevent these things from happening!"

The Red Witch raised her head abruptly, her eyes lit up suddenly, and she looked at Xiao Slick head seriously.

"Our king?" Ms. Kashan whispered softly, spitting out the king's name:

"Nun Neckar-Kadien Walton?"

The person in charge of the dark room smiled slightly.

"Believe me, for the past thirty years, I have respected him very much," she nodded, her eyes showing respect and remembrance, "At least, for most of her reign, he was a good king. ——I am ready to report to him."

Kashan's face changed, and she uttered the next sentence:

"If he didn't hide from me, he intends to sell Longxiao City to Xingchen, intends to betray Exter, in order to continue his family."

Everyone's faces changed.

"What?" The surprised Cohen couldn't help but speak.

Xiao Qiantou's face turned pale, staring at Kashan in a daze.

"Yes, my dear young lady," the Red Witch sighed slightly: "I intercepted the letter raven that His Majesty Nunn gave to the Supreme King of the Stars."

"He wants to rely on the power of the nine-pointed star to save the precarious dragon spear in the cloud, and to rely on your marriage with that little prince to deter the new king," Kashan's eyes became extremely sharp: "For This will allow the stars to get a bargaining chip to intervene in Exeter affairs."

"Even in the future, let an heir with the blood of the stars, take the Exeter First Territory into the bag."

Except for Raphael and Thales, almost everyone's eyes widened.

Even Tuleha couldn't help turning his head to look back.

Everyone looked at Xiao Shuatou, then at Kashan, and finally at the kidnapped second prince.

At that moment, Thales only felt complicated.

The scene of King Nunn handing over the ring to Xiao Shuatou appeared before his eyes.

"God," Cohen opened his mouth in an "O" shape, and he stared straight at Thales: "This is what you said, your Royal Highness, the truth about King Nunn's alliance with us?"

"Let the descendants of the Canstar royal family and the Walton family inherit the Duke of Longxiao City?"

"As the King of Exter," the Red Witch shook her head slowly: "He shouldn't have done that."

"For Exeter, there is only one thing I can do."

Raphael raised his head, a strange light flashed in his red eyes.

"So you found Rumba." He whispered.

Kashan didn't speak, she just looked at the enemies in front of her calmly.

Thyls looked at the Red Witch blankly.

I just feel confused.

"This is really the biggest joke," the second prince murmured subconsciously: "It turns out—your betrayal was not an accident."

"For this...you want the life of King Nunn."

Tyles closed his eyes and sighed deeply, feeling exhausted physically and mentally.

"The secret department and the darkroom, both will kill him-you are almost collaborating..."

"In this case, even if King Nunn has an army from the Dragon City as his backing, he has the Blade Guard as a barrier..."

Thyls said silently in his heart: How can he not die?

At that moment, he really felt bored.

Kashan hummed softly, her expression subtle.

"For hundreds of years, Secret Branch has always been silent, weaving an amazing thunder in the deep clouds," the red witch's eyes were full of strange colors, as if a chess player just won : "In contrast, in a passive darkroom, you have to use the nest to lay eggs, and through the thunder and lightning of the Secret Branch, all the obstacles of Exeter are broken."

"Do you want to watch the princes of Exeter, fighting like a beast, bleeding endlessly?" Kashan smiled slightly: "Then we will let the fighting end in the first round."

Listening to all this, Raphael couldn't help clenching his fists.

"You want a deadly battle between the two sides," the Red Witch put her hand in her sleeve again: "Then we will completely push the situation to one side."

Cohen and Miranda exchanged glances, seeing the surprise in each other's eyes.

"Do you want Exeter after Nunn to fall into a chaos of endless disputes for the throne and endless suspicion for power?"

The head of the darkroom shook his head slightly:

"Then we will give you Charman Rumba."

Raphael pressed his lips, closed his eyes and sighed.

"So, Nunn lost all eyes and ears, and faced the disaster and Rumba, there was no way to fight back." He stared at the ground blankly, "Our back hands are all malfunctioning."

"I lost." Raphael said lowly.

Kashan snorted, her expression replied kindly.

"I know what you're thinking, kid," the red witch nodded slightly, looking at the weeping little slippery head: "Since things can't be done, take a Walton's blood back to the stars as a bargain , Isn't it?"

"It's a pity..."

Kashan seemed to shook her head regretfully.

The next moment, she looked solemn.

"Morat, why is he in such a hurry?" The Red Witch raised her head, her eyes flickered: "Even you are such a hairy boy to do such a thing?"

"Why are you so eager to train you in the same way as heirs?"

The silent Raphael still did not speak.

Miranda was shocked when she thought of something.

Kashan didn't get an answer, but showed a confident smile, and then spoke softly, her voice full of fatigue and low.

"He has not much time left, right."

As soon as this statement came out, all the stars were slightly startled.

Raphael frowned even more.

"Tell me, how long can he hold on?" The Red Witch spoke lightly, with a hint of sadness in her tone:

"Five years or ten years?"

Raphael pursed his lips.

Tyles looked at Kashan in a daze, and Morat's figure emerged in his heart.

The old man who can retreat Gilbert and Gini with one word, the old man who can see through lies with his eyes.

Actually...

The next second, Kashan took a deep breath, as if to **** all the emotions away.

"Forget it, don't mention him," she raised her lips slightly, "Let's get back to the topic."

The Red Witch clapped her hands.

With her applause, many people walked into the thick door.

There are black sand-collared soldiers in patrol costumes, and ordinary people who wear different costumes, including men and women, who seem to be civilians.

But they all looked at the people in the cell with ugly faces.

The soldiers in the black sand collar clung to their weapons and walked into the cell and came in front of the stars.

The "civilians" walked quietly behind Kashan and said nothing.

Thyls sighed.

Tulha chuckled slightly.

Seeing the surrounding scene, Miranda's expression changed, and Cohen lowered his head in pain.

"What should I do now?" The police officer gritted his teeth and whispered in annoyance.

"Stay steady." Raphael replied in a low voice.

"If you still refuse to hand over the staff of stars," the red witch smiled slightly: "You know...I can use to threaten you, not just the prince."

"And your companions."

Raphael looked at Karshan coldly.

The Red Witch leaned over and nodded slightly, showing her usual amiable smile.

Thyls looked at the multiple soldiers in the field, watching them stand in a formation, blocking the exit, and his heart felt cold.

It's over.

Now— he felt the coolness on his neck, and glanced at Tuleha, who was indifferent—what should he do?

But at this moment.

"Boom!"

A huge roar came.

Kashan looked up suddenly!

The rubble and dust fell from the top of the head again, and a burst of smoke was suddenly stirred up in the cell!

The soldiers in the black sand collar unconsciously got out of their sheaths.

Before everyone could react, several figures suddenly fell from the sky.

Same as Tuleha before.

The Burning Knight realized that something was wrong, and he reacted quickly: Thales only felt his arm tighten, and Tuleha immediately grabbed his right hand and controlled it in front of him.

Thyls couldn't open his eyes because of the agitated smoke and dust, he could only distinguish the situation in the field by hearing.

While the silhouettes flickered, there were countless fighting sounds in the smoke, metal fighting and soldiers' anger one after another!

"Huh!"

"Boom!"

"Clang!"

"Quick defense!"

"Be careful!"

"Go back!"

"Protect...Uh!"

In just ten seconds, accompanied by a few human falling sounds, all the chaotic sounds disappeared, and the field gradually became quiet.

The smoke and dust finally dispersed.

Thyls was still held tightly in his hand by Tuleha, with the blade not leaving his neck, while the Burning Knight frowned and coldly observed the situation in the cell.

The prince saw everything in front of him clearly.

Shock hit his heart.

Just where the Red Witch was standing, the ceiling above her head has broken into a big hole.

The soldiers of the black sand collar, including those in the darkroom, all retreated to the thick door position. Qi Qi looked nervous and surprised at the uninvited guests in front of them--these invaders descending from the sky.

They were a dozen warriors with strong stature, fierce eyes, sharp movements, gray clothes and light armor, and a mask with a scimitar.

Some people are even equipped with sophisticated arm shields and crossbows.

At this moment, the invaders are forming a formation, and they are blocked in front of the soldiers in the black sand collar, separating them from the star people and Tuleha in the cell.

And on the side of these soldiers who came suddenly, many enemies have fallen--even behind the line of defense they formed, the Red Witch was standing in front of Raphael and them with an ugly expression, far away from her own people. protection.

Kashan's situation is very bad-she has a long white knife with an odd arc across her neck, and her right arm is tightly clamped.

"All back," the captor behind her said coldly to the soldiers in the black sand collar: "It depends on this lady's carotid artery."

Cohen stared at these invaders in a daze, and looked at Miranda and Wya at each other, unable to conceal the surprise in his heart.

Everyone was caught off guard by the sudden accident.

"Who is this?" The guard lowered his body.

Miranda shook her head and looked at Raphael who was still silent.

Looking at the soldiers who appeared suddenly, Thales' pupils shrank.

Wait.

This outfit...

He looked at the equipment of these fighters carefully, and then opened his mouth wide in surprise.

Thyls recognized these people.

The silent confrontation continued for a few seconds.

Until the captive Red Witch sighed.

"So, the rumors are true."

She withdrew her eyes from the blade in front of her neck, and said to the captor standing behind her:

"You really built an emergency secret tunnel in the city gate?"

The Red Witch squinted her eyes. She glanced at the surrounding invaders and then at her subordinates—they were forced to retreat beyond the thick door—with a low tone: "Even the darkroom can hide... …I really underestimated you."

A low laugh came from behind her.

"Snow Blade and Dragon Wing-From the day Exeter was founded, we have grown and restrained and restrained each other."

I saw the captor showing his pale face, leaning over Kashan’s ear and whispering: "Beware of every move in the darkroom: this is what we should do."

Raphael frowned when he saw the person's face.

Under the surprised gaze of Miranda and Cohen, Raphael walked forward with an ill-faced expression, to the side of Kashan and the invader.

"You are late!"

The young man from the secret department said coldly to the people: "Almost killed us!"

The visitor raised his eyebrows, his pale face moved slightly~IndoMTL.com~ It takes a process to gather the scattered brothers. "The visitor's gaze crossed Raphael.

He looked at Tuleha who was holding Thales and cast a provocative look at the Burning Knight without fear: "Hey Tuleha, thanks to the sound you made—or we will have to Find longer."

Tulha frowned and let out a nasty whisper from his throat.

Tyles looked at the pale man blankly, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The visitor raised his eyebrows, his gaze passed by the little slicker in the corner, staying slightly.

"Besides, you better be polite," the pale man shook the blade that stopped in front of Kashan's neck: "After all, I'm saving your life."

"The desolate kid from the secret department."

Seri Nicolai, the commander of the Blade Guard, the guard captain of King Nunn, the enemy of the Star Royal family, and the "Meteor", one of the five generals of Exter, calmly pulls Phil said.