Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 7: Target

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When Thales, full of resentment, rode through the first city gate under heavy guards, and returned to the Palace of Valor, his mind was covered with countless doubts.

Listening to Ashida's statement, there are only a few magicians, but there are still many factions:

Led by B, the radicals who set off the war, the most powerful faction ever, the real "catastrophe" with a lot of crimes: listen to Ashida's statement, they are a group of lunatics who destroy the world and destroy themselves. But is it true? Thales always felt: Even the unreasonable Giza does not seem to exist so crazy.

Represented by Ashida, the moderates who refused to war: Ashida described themselves as a group of indisputable pacifists, a fragmented world, a mess of sand, but in Thales’s view, it’s just the present In other words, whether it is controlling the underground world of the Star Kingdom or chasing Thales, the magician of Qi is the most active magician who wants to change the status quo.

The two confounders who consider themselves humans and therefore confront the radicals: Ashida has a strange attitude towards them, neither hates nor approves, but full of empathy and compassion. Where are those two people now? What's the situation?

Also, Thales felt tight at the thought of this:

Bloodthorn and black orchid.

The betrayers of the Mage Queen, the magician, are shrouded in the most fog: Why should they betray? How was it betrayed? Why does Ashida hate them more than the confused people on the side of the world? How are they now?

Tyles sighed and dismounted from the saddle beside the stables in the Palace of Valor. He pulled out the book from the saddle, soothing the reluctant Jenny, and handing the reins of the horse to the groom.

He just took the "first lesson", facing this world, the confusion in his mind increased instead of falling: the more he knows, the more questions he has.

While he was thinking deeply, Wiya behind him stabbed the young prince, with a cautious and vigilant tone: "Your Highness."

Thyls, who had recovered his senses, raised his head and saw the object that both Wiya and Rolf were quite disturbed.

It was a pale man, leaning against the stable with his arms folded and a black saber tied diagonally behind his back.

He raised his head to the prince and his group, showing sharp and unkind eyes-including Lord Justin, the Grand Duke's guards and court guards nodded to him-there was a dangerous aura that no one would enter. .

Just like Thales’ first meeting with him.

"It's six o'clock," the man said coldly, "and I said five o'clock."

Tyles rolled his eyes helplessly at the setting sun.

"Aren’t you supposed to be busy guarding the safety of the Grand Duchess," the prince slapped the dust on his body, bidding farewell to Jenny, and once again watched the beautiful girl, after being led into the stable, caused other similar commotions Situation:

"Why do you have time to see a foreign prince who has no power and no power at this time?"

"Lord Nicolai?"

Seri Nicolai——The legendary commander who was relegated from the Blade Guard to the Grand Duke’s Guard has reached middle age. After the drastic change six years ago, with the increase of wrinkles in the corners of his eyes, the King of Nunn was the most Trusted guards become more stable and reliable, and more cautious.

Wiya turned his head anxiously, trying to find Edda's figure, but after a few seconds, he turned his head back with a sigh-the dwarf probably left the prince again and ran out to the countryside to hunt in private.

The meteorite snorted coldly.

"Maybe people think you are inconspicuous, usually just reading a book and playing chess, at best skipping a lesson, playing hide-and-seek," Nicolai, as always, glanced at his target with unpleasant scrutiny, his tone Bad: "But I know..."

The meteorite lowered his arms, his eyes were sharp:

"You are the most troublesome person in the Palace of Valor."

Tyles sighed helplessly, turned and walked out of the stable, passing by Nicolai.

"Thank you for your appreciation, and forgive me first..."

At this moment, Thales' shoulders suddenly sank!

"Pop!"

The prince turned his head and frowned slightly as he watched the meteorite holding the hand on his shoulder.

Wiya and Rolf reacted very quickly to take two steps. The attendant put his hand on the single-edged sword, and the ghost of the wind took out the two short swords from his waist.

The people around them also reacted quickly: the stars consciously formed a semicircle, blocking the northern people who were also nervous.

"Let go of the prince."

Huiya watched, warned solemnly.

"Relax, relax." Before the scene got out of control, Thales exhaled and waved his subordinates back: "Lord Nicolai always likes to joke with me."

The prince looked at the meteorite who was still holding his shoulder and raised his eyebrows: "Yes."

Nicolai stared at him for five seconds before letting go of the boy in front of him.

Huiya, who was wary on the side, let out a sigh of relief, and the tense atmosphere around him eased.

But the moment Thales shrugged, the meteorite suddenly stretched out his hand.

"Pop!"

Nicolai's movements are so fast and the trajectory is so tricky that the prince can't react at all. He can only watch the meteorite's hand one by one, and take it from his left hand-abruptly. The thick brown book he took out of the palace!

But at that moment, Thales changed drastically like a lion cub with blown up fur.

The crime of the prison river, like a most loyal partner, originated from every inch of his body, surging over his left arm, filling every joint from shoulder, elbow, and wrist.

As soon as the book left his hand, Thales’s left arm was agile several times faster than usual, and quickly grabbed it backhand!

"Boom!"

He firmly grasped the spine of the book!

The crime of the prison river returned again, filling his arm muscles, gradually increasing the strength of Thales's hand, not giving up.

The entourage's hands pressed the sword again: the tension in the air returned.

"His Royal Highness!" Wiya shouted anxiously: "Be careful about you..."

"Stay back, Huaia!" Thales said solemnly, preventing his subordinates from pulling his weapon out of his waist: "Lord Nicolai's joke is a bit big, nothing more."

Damn it.

This guy... Thales is staring at Nicolai:

He just refused to let me go.

The brown book stopped in mid-air—the Star Prince and the Meteorite grabbed one side of the book and stood in a stalemate.

"Oh, this is rare." Nicolai felt the increasing strength on his hands, and it was difficult to hide the surprise in his eyes: "If you can perform this way in your daily swordsmanship..."

"You will be **** harder." Thales interrupted him coldly, not willing to let go of the book.

Nicolai twitched his lips.

"You know, I have always been weird," the meteorite's eyes see a strange cold light: "For three consecutive years, playing chess with yourself in an empty box, won't you feel bored?"

"No way," Thales did not show any weakness: "Why don't you know how to play chess, and the grand daughter's chess skills are so bad."

"Really," Nicolai sneered, "There must be someone who can play chess in Mykori."

Thyls clenched his posterior molars, secretly speaking.

"Maybe you shouldn't be so rude to me," the prince sighed, and his trembling arms in the wrestling began to become sore: "Your Excellency..."

"Your Excellency must remember how her grandfather died!" Nicolai interrupted him faster than he did, with an expression on his face reminiscent of the hunter who captured the prey:

"Isn't it."

Talston is speechless.

In the next moment, Nicolai pushed and twitched the book on his hand!

Thyls has no way of grasping his opponent's sudden change of skill and strength. The swiftness and strength brought by the crime of Hell River are not available. He can only stare at him and watch Nicolai take it away again. that book.

"I don't know you are still interested in the Knights Temple," Nicolai looked at the title of the book on the cover, and glanced at the ugly star prince with interest: "But..."

The meteorite slapped the spine of the book with one hand, and the book automatically opened to the page that the user turned to most often, lying flat on Nicolai's wide, callous palm.

In the middle of the book page, there is a thin sky blue paper.

Tyles clenched his fists, breathing faster.

That is...

"Oh, that makes sense..." Nicolai narrowed his eyes, curled the corners of his mouth, gently picked up the blue tissue paper, and looked at Thales with interest. Face color:

"A message? This is why you are going to play chess?"

That is an invitation.

Tels said silently, he held back the anxiety in his heart, and reached out his hand to stop the actions of his subordinates.

"The above is just a meaningless sentence," the prince said calmly: "You know..."

Nicolai interrupted him with a chuckle.

"Then let's take a look..." In front of the prince, Nicolae smiled with a win-winner, throwing aside the thin paper and reading the words on it:

"Meteor..."

But Nicolai only pronounced the first syllable, and his pale face changed slightly.

He raised his head abruptly, and turned his gaze back from the thin paper to Thales.

Thyls blinked.

"Is this some kind of joke?"

The meteorite said coldly: "Little Prince."

He turned the hard paper on his hand, and the sky blue tissue spread out in front of Thales.

Wya and Rolf both moved their heads forward.

The thin paper in Nicolai's hand has only a neat line of lingua franca, written in a standard pattern:

[The meteorite big fool. 】

Rolfe blew his whistle and retracted his head.

Wiya muttered something, holding back a smile, not looking at Nicolai's expression.

"Look, I said it, a meaningless sentence," Thales touched his head awkwardly, using this action to relieve the pain caused by the crime of Hell River: "You must read it yourself. ."

Nicolai stared into the prince's eyes, his eyes fired.

His deputy, Lord Justin frowned slightly and stepped forward to remind him: "Boss, it's sky."

The meteorite closed his mouth in dissatisfaction and hummed from his nose.

Nicolai, with a bad expression, crumpled the tissue in his hand and threw the book back to Thales:

"Little prince, you better be careful with me."

"Let’s change to a new word next time," Thales caught the book and pretended to blow the dust on it: "I'm used to listening."

"No."

"I mean," Nicolai's eyes were cold, and his words were profound: "Be careful."

At that moment, Thales' pupils shrank.

"What do you mean?" The prince said lightly.

From Nicolai's words, Thales smelled an unusual smell.

"It means literally."

Nikolai ruthlessly tore the thin paper in his hand: "Dragon City is not peaceful recently."

"And you are the most interesting bargaining chip in Longxiao City."

While tearing the thin paper from his hand, the meteorite stepped forward slowly, approaching Thales’ face with extreme pressure, and his tone became more and more frightening: “Of course, if you and the hand behind you think Do something..."

Thyls frowned.

Just now.

"Enough!"

This is a clear and loud female voice, slightly immature, sounding out of thin air in the open space outside the stable.

Thyls let out a sigh of relief, and Nicolet snorted in response.

Wiya relaxed his expression, he turned his head, and said "saved" to Rolf.

The sound of footsteps came from outside the stables.

A blonde girl in a dark brown dress, guarded by the guards on both sides, came down to the stables. An old but majestic old nobleman walked by her side vigorously. Ms. Jinx took the two maids and followed them.

Beside the stables, both the Grand Duke's guards and the court guards all stepped back and saluted respectfully.

"Lord Nicolai," the young girl who came suddenly continued to **** her bright voice, like a larks crying, making people feel that the setting sun is picking up again: "Prince Thales is our distinguished guest, too An ally of Longxiao City, he represents the friendship between the Canopy Star Family and the Star Kingdom."

"And you should show the tolerance and actions in line with the honor of the Northlanders, my captain of the guard."

The girl's eyes looked straight at Nicolai who was facing Thales, her expression was calm, but she had an inexplicable sense of indifference:

"After all, we used to fight alongside him."

The meteorite took a light breath, glanced at the prince, and then took a step back and bowed slightly to the girl.

"Of course," Nicolai said coldly: "As you wish."

"Your Excellency the Grand Duke."

Tyles shrugged, he turned around, and gave a friendly smile to the girl who had rescued him.

I don't know when it started, the sloppy little girl he knew six years ago has become a fifteen-year-old bright girl.

Thyls, who is facing each other day and night, is also amazed by the current Grand Duke of Dragon City-Selma Walton.

The girl blinked a pair of blue eyes that were more enchanting than ever before, and her nose curled up in a lovely curve, which made people want to reach out and squeeze her. Her lips were slightly thicker, but they had a special texture. The clean cheeks reveal a healthy reddish color, and the two strands of platinum hair hanging down from the chest brighter.

The only thing that destroys this sense of brightness is probably the big and thick black-rimmed glasses on her face.

"Yan, my respected and noble Grand Duke of Longxiao City, beautiful and elegant lady Selma," Thales smiled relaxedly. He raised his right hand to Selma and lightly pressed his left chest. He gave an elegant, decent, and no one can pick the wrong bow, "Lord Nicolai is just joking with me, please don't be too harsh on him."

Girl—Selma looked at him quietly, no emotions in her eyes.

"But I still thank you for your concern. I will keep this gratitude at the bottom of my heart." The prince pulled his lips to the best angle as the female officer Jinx said, and gently nodded: "I hope you will live today. Happy, madam."

"And you two--Earl of Lisbane and Ms. Jinx." Thales raised his brows, watching the serious Lisbane and the calm Jinx also bowed back to him.

Finally, Selma frowned and pursed her slightly curled lips-which made her even more adorable-stepping forward slowly, looking at Thales.

The girl walked up to Thales. She pouted, stretched out her hands, and lifted the skirt elegantly, revealing a pair of small deerskin boots and a pair of curved legs under the skirt.

Tyles straightened up his waist, he couldn't help noticing: The little dirty hands of the girl had become white and smooth, and they were lightly wrapped around the waist. Under the properly tailored dress, she appeared to have a slender neck and a straight waist. Her slightly-sized breast was firmly tied in a tight shirt, exuding youthful vitality.

However, when Thales thought that the grandfather was holding her skirt and bowing in return...

"Boom!"

Tyles gave a cry of pain, took two steps back, and ran into the stable behind him.

He bent down in pain, rubbing the kicked leg bone.

Behind the girl, Earl Lisbane and Ms. Jinx both frowned, while a pair of maids covered their mouths and exclaimed at the same time. Nicolai scratched his neck and shook his head gently.

Selma coldly hummed and retracted the kicked boots, shaking her hands, and angrily tossing off her skirt. Following the grandpa's playful actions, the circle of gemstones on her full forehead gleamed in the sunset, even The dragon spear emblem in the cloud on the sleeve also seemed to have a little more color out of thin air.

The star prince, who was kicked inexplicably, raised his head with an expression of disbelief.

"Hey," Feeling the pain in his legs, Thales protested dissatisfiedly: "Why?"

Selma walked up to Thales, who was slightly taller than Thales, with her mouth poked, and staring at the guests of the stars with an unhappy expression.

Wiya and Rolf looked at each other, and Qi Qi stepped back wisely, choosing to abandon their duties and leave their prince behind.

"From the Kingdom of Stars, respectable, noble, handsome..." The cold-faced girl especially bit the accent on the last two words: "Tyles'Prince'! Thales'His Royal Highness'! "

Thyls sighed.

"If you talk to me in this tone again," the grandfather glanced unhappily at the big dark horse behind him who was chewing forage and watching the theater leisurely. With her crisp and beautiful voice, she was very angry. Threateningly:

"After that, don't live in the courtyard-come to the stables and sleep with your favorite Jenny!"

Selma snorted, she turned around abruptly, her moccasin boots stomped at a step that could be heard from 20 meters away, and left angrily.

The girl's long hair flicked across Thales' cheeks, and there was a fragrance of fragrance.

But the hapless prince didn't have the energy to care about these small charms. He raised his head with a grieved expression and looked at the indifferent Earl of Lisbane.

Ms. Jinx and the two maids hurriedly followed the grandfather, the former also frowned and stared at Thales—as if it were his fault.

"Charles, I'm very tired today," the grand prince said in a clear voice, respectful and polite, in stark contrast to the behavior she had just said: "Let's talk about it tomorrow. I'll beg you for other things."

The Regent of Longxiao City, the Earl of Lisbane, who is also dressed in a formal suit, sighed and nodded gently to the girl's back: "Of course, my lady."

The meteorite shook his head disdainfully and followed the granddaughter.

Selma's footsteps are gone.

"Today's hearing," Thales straightened his waist, exhaled dissatisfiedly, and said to Brisbane: "Who is bothering her again?"

"No one," the Lord Regent shook his head unchanged, but then he nodded contradictory, his expression sinking:

"Everyone."

Thyls showed a puzzled look, dissatisfied: "Then I deserve to be that hapless target?"

Earl Charles Lisbane, the regent of Longxiao City, who is over sixty years old, probably didn’t like Thales very much from the first time he saw him, but this time, Lord Earl was surprised He shook his head and apologized.

"On behalf of Madam herself, I apologize for her behavior-there is indeed something wrong with her behavior just now, Prince Thales," the Regent Lisban said solemnly: "I will advise her at the right time."

"Trust me, this is not her normal state."

Thyls, who had suffered for no reason, rolled his eyes.

"Then I will leave first, Prince Thales," the Regent Lisbane looked at the granddaughter's back and slowly said, "Please convey my gratitude to Lord Putley."

Thyls nodded helplessly.

Accompanied by the attendant, the regent turned and left.

Tyles looked at the back of Lisban, his heart sank slightly.

No one?

Everyone?

What Lisban said...what happened at the hearing?

Plus Nicolae’s warning that "Dragon City will not be peaceful" and his inexplicable search...

Also, Putila also rushed to Longxiao City at this time.

Thyls raised his head in contemplation, feeling a little disturbed.

He needs to find Putila as soon as possible and listen to the Lord's report.

The big dark horse sticks his head out of the fence and naughty touches the prince's cheek.

"Sure enough," Thales let go of the complex thoughts in his heart, he hugged Jenny's head, and sighed: "You are better, Jenny."

At this time, Edda, who had disappeared for a long time, didn't know where he came out.

She held two dead rabbits in each hand, and in front of the stunned Wya and Rolf, she happily said: "Oh~IndoMTL.com~Little Thales, it’s okay, we don’t eat that kid’s dinner. , You can fire by yourself..."

The prince turned to her solemnly.

"Ada," Thales changed his face. He put on a vicious expression and snorted coldly to the elf: "If you leave behind and run hunting..."

"...Don't live in the courtyard."

"Move here and sleep with Jenny!"

Ada was stunned.

At this moment, the grand duke's angry shout of dissatisfaction came from a distance again:

"Thyls!"

"What are you still rubbing!"

"Do you want to have dinner anyway!"

Tyles took a deep breath and tugged at his face, pulling it from the "wrongful prince" back to the "happy boy".

Supper.

Of course.

But I don't want to eat with a little lioness who is getting offended.

The young prince had to sigh up to the sky, muttering "How cute was when I was young" while screaming listlessly, "Come on."

Thyls turned around without hesitation and strode in the direction of Selma.

Ada, a face of ignorance, looked at each other with Wiya and Rolf.

Jenny in the stable snorted and lowered her head to continue enjoying her meal.

"What happened to the two kids?" Edda under the cloak looked at Jenny and shook the rabbit in her hand.

"You know," Wiya sighed and touched his nose:

"It's nice to be young."

In the distance, Earl Lisbane stopped. He slowly turned his head and glanced at the direction of the stable.

Yes, you were used as a target to vent your anger by the Grand Prince, Prince Thales.

However.

She will only treat you as a "target."

This is the problem.

With a deep gaze, the Regent Lisban turned and left.

(End of this chapter)