Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 42: The strongest piece (middle)

Haoyue Temple, back hall.

In the wide hall, the Star Prince stood calmly in the center.

Under the shining of the inextinguishable lamp, Thales looked at the Haoyue idol in the dark from a distance, and quietly observed the indifferent expression of Haoyue goddess.

"Tyles," behind him, Xiao Slick held his glasses, looked around nervously, and said timidly: "We just slipped out like this... Nicolai and they will..."

"Ah," Thales said flatly: "I know, they are probably already looking for you on their way."

Little slicked head and her face turned white: "Then we..."

Tyles interrupted her softly.

"Little slippery head," Star Prince stared at the dimly dim Goddess Haoyue: "I want to do something, but I need your help."

Little Slick head was slightly startled.

"What's the matter?" she asked curiously.

Thyls didn't speak, he just squeezed his fist gently.

"You have read a lot of books, but do you know what we experienced last night?"

Little Slick's face was slightly stiff.

She lowered her head, remembering everything in the Palace of Valor and the shield zone, and clenched her teeth unconsciously.

Alex's weak hands dropped.

The king's ring.

The disastrous laughter.

The civilians ran and howled, and died in despair.

One second later, Xiao Huatou blinked his red eyes and nodded silently.

Tyles turned his head and looked at the little slippery head, showing a soft smile.

"The little soldier just now, Willow Ken, do you know his story?"

Xiao Huatou was puzzled and shook his head.

"He was originally a commoner in the North. Although he is not rich, he has a lovely sister and healthy parents," Thales thought of the story in the snow, and said in a daze: "But just in the twelfth Last winter, he suddenly learned to fish, learned to use a gun, learned to survive hard, and learned to withstand the departure of his loved ones."

Little Slick was taken aback.

"It's not just them." Thales sighed.

"The veteran named Gernard was probably a civilian when he was young, but it was also twelve years ago that he became what he is now," Thales narrowed his eyes, remembering the one who was struggling to follow. The veteran sighed with emotion, "For him, he is still living in the years of the flames, and he can't wake up and don't want to wake up."

"The eldest sister named Miranda, 12 years ago, her family was killed and injured, and she spent her childhood in the Tower of End."

Thyls raised his head and looked directly at the bewildered little slippery head.

"It's not just stars," the second prince uttered a name faintly: "Byrne Mike."

Little Slick thought of something, and her face suddenly paled.

"Don't be afraid," Thales stepped forward, holding her little hand, feeling the cold and trembling in her palm, and said sincerely: "I am here, no one can hurt you."

Slicky's breathing slowly calmed down.

"But what you heard with your own ears, twelve years ago, he lost his vow to guard, lost the love of his life, and fell into the boundless hell, lingering and struggling."

Thyls looked at her quietly.

"And Charman Rumba," Thales' eyes darkened: "Twelve years ago, he was stained with the blood of his brother, and in the whirlpool of his father's generation and power, he transformed into the current Duke of Black Sand."

The serious-faced Thales let go of the girl's hand, but held her shoulders.

Little Slick can only stare at him blankly.

"Look, the fate of so many people has been determined in this way." Thales' voice was a bit intermittent, light and heavy, "all because of the incident twelve years ago."

Xiao Shang took a breath and looked back at the prince’s gray eyes: "The Year of Blood?"

Thyls looked at her seriously and nodded:

"The Scarlet Year."

Xiao Huan's eyes struggled, and she tapped her chin slightly.

Thyls closed his eyes first and took a deep breath.

Then, he opened his eyes and said with a solemn expression he has never seen since he came to this world:

"Little slippery head."

"What we did tonight, what we saw and heard, is not just a family drama between a few people, but a major event concerning the future of tens of millions of people in the two big countries."

Tyles looked seriously at the girl's blank eyes behind her glasses.

He gritted his teeth.

At that second, the "Potemkin Village" he saw after leaving the capital, the majestic star-shaped fortress Broken Dragon fortress, the Northland villagers in Aikou Village, and the Lyman Pass. The piece of black stone where Horace died.

"There may be tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, and millions of people who change their destiny as a result," Thales said with difficulty: "No, in Longxiao City, the destiny of countless people has changed trajectory, no Few people have even reached the end."

Tyles lowered his eyelids and said sadly: "Like Alex, like the shield area we walked through."

"Like ourselves."

Slicker was sluggish for a second.

"If we just leave like this and leave everything behind," Thales sighed, feeling heavy on his chest: "That kind of burden makes me feel breathless."

Slicker bit her lower lip tightly.

"Thousands of people were killed, poisoned, and displaced," Thales tried his best to show an ugly smile: "That's too uncomfortable."

His hands clasping Xiao Shua's head and shoulders trembled slightly: "We can't walk, we can't escape..."

Little Slicker twitched his nose slightly, interrupting him.

"I see," the girl opened her lips with difficulty, her platinum blonde hair was particularly conspicuous: "You want me..."

She didn't go on with the sad face, she seemed to hesitate.

Tyles swallowed and nodded: "I want to make up for all of this, avoid the worst consequences, and repair the wounds we left-whether it is our responsibility or not." 4

Little Slick figured out something, her face pale.

"I see, what you need is not a slippery head." She shuddered and looked at Thales in disbelief: "What you need is Selma Walton."

"You want me to become her, to become that majesty's...granddaughter."

At that moment, Xiao Slick's eyes turned red.

Thyls paused slightly, and couldn't say anything for a while.

He lowered his head, remembering the conversation between the two in the butcher shop.

【Choose who you want to be. 】

But now...

Tyles clenched his teeth, only feeling the weight of his tongue.

"No," After a second, he suddenly raised his head and stared straight into Xiao Shuatou's eyes: "What I need is still Xiao Shuatou, not Selma!"

Xiao Qiang's eyes widened, looking surprised.

"The little slicker who has been with me through all the disasters and will never give up," Thales said earnestly every word: "That stupid little girl, that little girl who doesn't know how to hide in danger."

"I need her to accompany me again." Thales looked at her in silence, his eyes soft.

"Although this request may be excessive."

Little Slick looked at him blankly, as if forgot to think.

"I know you are scared," Thales put his hand on Xiao Shua's shoulder and clenched his fist unknowingly: "I know you want to escape from all this."

"But..."

Tyles' face twisted, but after only a few seconds, he raised his eyes again and shot his eyes straight.

"Raise your head and face it, just like you face a dragon."

Xiao Qiantou didn't answer.

She just looked at Thales weepingly.

After a few seconds, tears flowed from her eyes uncontrollably.

"There is no such drama in the books," Xiao Shua head hung two lines of tears, and said in a panic: "I don't know..."

She bit her mouth, tears streaming down her cheeks.

Thyls sighed in his heart.

"Maybe," Thales said softly: "It's just that we don't know."

Little Slick twitched his nose.

"If it really doesn't," Thales sighed and moved his hands to her head, "That would be better."

Tyles stretched out her finger and gently wiped away her tears.

Then hold her black-rimmed glasses and gently force them to straighten the skewed and damaged ones.

He looked at Xiao Slick, with a solemn expression and solemn tone.

"After reading so many books and reading so many other people's stories, it is time for you... to write your own story."

Little Slick sobbed subconsciously

The girl looked at Thales in a daze, her eyes blank.

As if flipping through a randomly found book, instead of looking at a boy with a firm expression.

A few seconds later, Xiao Slick pursed his lips, then slowly opened them.

Just listen to her softly: "Will you always be by my side?"

"It will." He nodded.

Her eyes lit up: "Will you face this with me?"

"It will." He smiled.

She changed her expression and clenched her teeth: "You will protect me."

He sighed, raised his head forward, and touched her forehead.

They face each other through their glasses.

The boy spoke softly, with a firm tone:

"Yes."

At this moment, Thales heard footsteps behind him.

He gently let go of the dazed little slick head, and turned to the person.

"You better have a good explanation, little prince," the meteorite's pale and stern face appeared in front of him, his look was not good, his tone was harsh: "About abducting the Walton bloodline..."

Seri Nicolai cast his eyes on the thoughtful little slippery head: "Go back with us, you shouldn't have more contact with this dangerous prince, madam."

Slicky head tightened his lips and hid behind Thales.

Nicolai frowned.

Tyles took a deep breath and looked up at Nicolet.

And Mike behind him.

Thyls ignored the meteorites, but whispered to Mike: "Lord Mike, sorry, I'm still used to calling you Lord."

Melke, who looked dispirited, stunned slightly.

Nicolae was taken aback.

"Why are you coming back to help the Walton family?" Thales looked at Mike calmly: "You are no longer an official, I remember, King Nunn has exiled you forever Up."

Melke's expression became sad and hopeless.

His muscles tensed unconsciously.

"In the eyes of King Nunn, you are the sinner who killed his son, aren't you." The prince said indifferently, "He took your child away for this... He treated you like this, you should be fair too. Wait for him."

Melke shook suddenly.

Nicolai looked at his old colleague, his expression moved.

"Hey, you, little prince," the meteorite said decisively: "If you..."

But someone interrupted him, not Thales.

"Yes."

Melke raised his head trembling, strange complex emotions burning in his eyes.

"But that is his opinion," he said painfully: "But I will always belong to the Blade Guard, and my duty is to be loyal to the king."

The former official gritted his teeth.

"No matter how he treats me."

Thyls' eyes lit up.

Melke's hands were shaking, as if thinking of many things in the past.

"This has never changed."

"I have fulfilled my duties, nothing more."

Finally, the former official gritted his teeth and looked back at Thales firmly.

Nicolai looked at his comrade in a daze.

Thyls smiled slightly.

"Not only that," the prince whispered: "It's also because of Prince Suril, right--you always feel guilty for him."

Melke shook slightly.

"It must be uncomfortable," Thales observed his expression, bowed his head and sighed slowly: "You tried to do one thing with all your heart, but fate is joking with you-you made a big mistake, committed Committed a serious crime."

"But it cannot be undone."

Melke tilted his head and closed his eyes, his face struggling.

"So you want to make up," Thales lamented: "I want to redeem."

Nicolai took an impatient step forward: "Enough."

"I don't know why you are talking about these meaningless nonsense, but..."

At this moment, Thales looked up suddenly, his eyes sharp!

"Because this is everything we face now!" Thales almost interrupted Nicolai with a roar.

The meteorite was stunned. He looked at the star prince, his face uncertain.

Tyles gasped slightly, calming down his painful throat.

"Look around us," he gritted his teeth: "King Nunn's skull blood was sprinkled on his own land, and Rumba walked grandiosely in Longxiao City, and his palm covered the sky in the north. , Kashan, Schles, and Kaslan smiled to us in the dark."

Nicolai listened silently to Thales.

It's just that in his pair of eyes, anger gradually rose.

"Wars and disasters are coming. There is no way to kill and destroy countless," Thales breathed out with difficulty: "And we are like family-losing dogs, running away in panic and fleeing."

"Hiding in a corner to comfort myself—'you can only do this', and then fall asleep comfortably, as if nothing had happened in the dream."

Melke sighed, looking sullenly.

Nicolai clenched his fists.

"Hmph," he snorted coldly, "Thanks to your secret science."

Thyls ignored him, just shook his head, his eyes sharp: "But, is this all?"

Nicolai frowned.

"Is this the end?" The prince raised his hands and waved vigorously in the air: "Are you reconciled?"

"Nicolae, the meteorite?"

He brazenly called Nicolai's nickname.

Nicolai's face was sullen, his nails stuck in his palms, and he finally squirted out of his nose.

"Then what else do you want to do?" The meteorite gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "Poor little prince?"

Thyls raised his head, his expression solemn and serious.

"I want to change, I want to redeem," he said sternly: "I want to do something."

"I want to fight back."

Nicolai's gaze condensed, he lowered his head and looked at the prince silently.

In a few seconds.

"Ha," Nicolai laughed out loud, mockingly: "Very humorous."

Tyles narrowed his eyes.

"Just laugh." The prince said softly.

"But this is my decision," Thales said firmly and unquestionably: "And what I will do next-just let you know."

"Do you want to come together?"

"Northlander?"

When Mike heard this, his expression moved.

Nicolai's face froze.

"Let me say, this is really not a good idea."

A calm and mature male voice came.

"If this is your reason for calling us, Your Highness." Putila brought Rolf, Wiya, Willow, Genard and others, appeared in their sight.

The deputy nodded gently to the prince.

There is worry in his eyes.

Thyls turned to his entourage.

"Putilai."

Tyls let out a sigh of relief, his expression softened: "You walked with me and witnessed so many things, I am very grateful."

"Without your strategies and suggestions, I wouldn't be able to walk today."

Putila frowned, trying to get his pipe, but he raised his hand halfway and put it down.

He looked at Thales with complicated eyes.

"Do you know what you are talking about?" The deputy envoy hesitated and said with deep meaning: "I know you are unwilling, but I have an obligation to persuade you to dispel unwise decisions."

Thyls forced himself to laugh twice.

"Thank you."

But no matter how hard he tried, his laughter still sounded reluctant and bleak.

"But I don't want to disappoint them."

Putila gently raised his eyes: "Who?"

"A lot of people." Thales seemed to be in a trance, but he subconsciously said:

"Do you remember, Putila, Wya, Rolf?"

"Remember that most of the private soldiers of Canxing died in the birch forest, under the claws of the blood family and the conspiracy of the nobles?"

"Remember, Baron Mu rushed into the enemy line with me behind his back, remember that the guards of Kingdom Fury killed countless lives before the fortress?"

Thyls clenched his fist unconsciously, and countless figures flashed in front of him: "All to send me into the territory of Exeter."

"To eliminate the scourge of war."

"To stop those scumbags who cheer for war but are extremely indifferent to life."

"For a stable kingdom of stars."

Putila lowered his head and let out a long sigh.

"All I remember is the Blade Guard, those many people who didn't know each other but gave their lives for me." Thales returned to his senses.

"And the people in Longxiao City, and those in the Northern Territory who will be burdened by our failure~IndoMTL.com~and the people who will be destroyed by war in the future."

"We can't protect ourselves." Putila unconsciously pinched the three fingers of his right hand, as if pinching a pipe: "Any impulsive behavior may once again fall into a dangerous situation that is difficult to escape. The situation got worse."

Tyles looked at his teacher quietly, remembering the first time they met by the carriage.

Oh, no, it's the second meeting—their first meeting was at the West City Gate, and the beggars followed Putila's certificate of access to the large library.

Thyls smiled.

"But we can't get any worse, can we?"

He said softly:

"Don't forget, I am the murderer who'killed' King Nunn."

Putilai's expression condensed.

"We have ruined the hard-won peace of the kingdom and pushed it into the abyss of war," the second prince shrugged, and laughed mockingly: "As you said, wait for me to return Royal Capital, the people from the North should go southward."

"The fortress will be burned, the land will be trampled, and human lives will be reaped mercilessly like straw."

"Thousands of people will curse the names of all of us."

Recruit Willow trembled slightly when he heard this.

Thyls shook his head slightly: "And after we lose the northern border and our biggest barrier, soon, for the rest of my life, I will face a sorrowful, bruised, fragile kingdom in danger."

"I will become a mediocre and mediocre monarch, guarding a weak country, waiting for the day when the name of the stars ends in my hands," Thales concluded sadly:

"As the prince of the country..."

"The last emperor of the ancient empire, what was his mood before he died?"