Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 61: Mo God has no disaster, Mo God has no mercy

Time seems to have passed a long time. m..

But Thales still looked at Putila in a daze, unable to say a word.

Putila gave him a smile full of vicissitudes and wrinkles.

"So, it's all for me," Thales said slowly, with a faint surprise and sadness remaining in his eyes: "All the stars are up and down, and the army is mobilized...to stir up the nerves of Exeter. , The chaos of the Freedom League... The sudden frequent communications of the Kingdom Secret Division are all, all..."

Thyls stared blankly at the dusty inner wall around him.

Connected.

Everything is connected again.

The centralization of power by King Chaman, the internal fighting in Longxiao City, the instigation of Qiyuan City, the sudden life of the Free League* Ba is not only to hold the bargaining chip of the Western War in his hand, he insists on holding Thales Brought to the black sand collar.

Because he may have guessed it, maybe he guessed it the moment he heard the stars marching into the desert...

In addition to the chaotic and complicated relationship between Longxiao City, Heisha Ling, and Qiyuan City, the factors that really brought the Star Kingdom into this misty chess game, motivating the Westland Shield to enter the game...

It was himself—the second prince, Thales Canxing.

Thyls fell silent.

Raphael looked at the appearance of the prince and sneered softly from his nose: "Why, are you flattered?"

Putillah coughed and cast a dissatisfied look at Raphael.

Tyles took a deep breath and recovered.

"Yes, a little bit."

"Although it is strange to say that, but..."

Tyles slowly leaned against the wall, as if to ease the mood of the ups and downs, and saw him grinning reluctantly, as if speaking to the non-existent air: "Hehe, from the beginning of becoming a hapless prince, six Years, I really didn’t expect..."

"I can also have such a grand day."

Thyls, who slid down on the ground, squeezed his mouth absently: "Haha."

Listening to Thales' complex emotional tone, Putila frowned slightly.

"Anyway," Putila continued nonchalantly: "After dark, we will start from..."

But Thales suddenly looked up and interrupted him.

"So," the prince sighed slightly: "Mike sacrificed almost all the intelligence resources in Longxiao City, and perhaps a lot of human lives."

Raphael's brows tightened after hearing these words.

"The kingdom even sent thousands of elite troops to clean up the desert like never before, just to clear the way for me alone."

Thyls's rather blunt tone made it difficult for Putila to adapt.

Thyls, who was sitting on the ground, slowly raised his head, with an unknown light in his eyes.

"Furthermore, at this time, you are sending troops to the desert and advancing towards the border of Qiyuan City," the prince took a slow breath, his face returned to normal, but the other two people felt more uneasy:

"It's more like helping Rumba: he not only escaped a catastrophe, but also defeated Qiyuan City, but also conquered the black sand collar, frightened the dragon kingdom, acquired the entire Extri, and the other nine princes. Power beyond reach."

"And as a result..."

Tyles tightened his expression and his eyes were solemn: "The real enemy of the stars-Charman Rumba, the ambitious monarch of terror, the nation that aims to rebuild Exeter and break through the star kingdom. From today onwards, Wang will become stronger and stronger than ever."

"Intelligence, military, politics, diplomacy, and even the future... so many sacrifices are just to get me out of a transparent prince who has been silent for six years in a foreign country?"

At that moment, Thales seemed to be talking to himself:

"Is it worth it?"

The prince turned to the two subjects, his eyes calm.

Raphael's face tightened, Putila lowered his eyebrows and said nothing.

The silence lasted a long time.

The shadow reflected by the unextinguishable lamp swayed back and forth on the wall, indicating the atmosphere of this moment.

"Huh."

The Bone Man of Secret Branch shook his head disdainfully.

"Since the accident six years ago," Raphael looked at the prince who was not very good at dealing with six years ago, with a cold tone: "We are very clear: If you want to pay no price, you , It’s impossible to exchange the only heir to affect the future of the kingdom from Exeter."

His words have changed a bit:

"However, after so many sacrifices, we have reached this point, but in exchange for your sentence: Is it worth it?"

Tyles' face was dark.

Raphael folded his arms, his eyes were sharp, and he scanned him condescendingly: "Don't you think, this is too irritating..."

But Putila said suddenly, cutting off Raphael.

"I don't know."

Both of them were attracted by Putila and looked at him without doubt.

I saw Putila still lowered his head, but in his rare and serious tone, he slowly said: "But you need to ask yourself."

"Ask yourself, Thales Canxing."

Tels paused slightly.

"You used yourself to be taken as a hostage by yourself, and the six years left in vain, in exchange for the lives of thousands of people on the border between the two countries, a livelihood, and long-term stability within the kingdom, recuperation," Putilai Sighed:

"Is it worth it?"

Thyls was stunned. He looked at Putila, wanting to see something on his face.

The former deputy envoy slowly raised his head, Putila's face looked serious and sharp under the dim lights.

Not at all like the old-fashioned, ruthless, yin-yang, middle-aged uncle in the past.

"Similarly, only you can answer your question just now."

"Yes, in order to save you, we paid a great price, and in the face of these costs that cannot be ignored," Putila Jiong stared at him piercingly: "If you feel puzzled, feel sorry, I feel hesitant and even feel guilty."

"Then you should tell us."

Tyles' breathing slowed down.

"You tell us these people in the future..."

Putilai's tone is serious: "Tell those who died in Longxiao City, tell those who swear to go deep into the desert, tell the whole star kingdom and the whole world..."

"Tell us that in that summer, countless people spent their money, lost their lives, gave up everything, abandoned their eyes and ears, and even raised tigers, creating a powerful enemy for the stars in the future, and also from the besieged Longxiao city. , I also rescued Prince Thales Stars from the copper cast iron Extri..."

Tyles subconsciously held his breath, sat up straight, leaned his back against the cold rough soil wall, and stared at Putila.

I saw Putilai took a deep breath and made sure:

"It is the most worthwhile thing we have done in our life."

The tone is heavy and meaningful.

Tyles' expression freezes at this moment.

On the other side, Raphael lowered his eyelids, pressed his lips, and said nothing.

The familiar silence was restored in the passage.

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"If you leave the boundaries of Longxiao City safely according to your plan, our local counterparts will meet you at the border between Qiyuan City and Longxiao City. He will protect you all the way to the southeast. Cross the barren land of Qiyuan City until you are sent into the desert..."

In a secret room at the end of the passage, Raphael spread a yellowed map on a triangular wooden table covered with dust, and explained his next steps to Thales through the faint light. Road.

Putile leaned in the door silently, watching the prince listen carefully to their next plans.

Raphael's finger pulled down, and the tip of the finger was closer to the star kingdom in the lower right corner.

Thyls' eyes moved with it.

"In the great desert, your greatest enemy is no longer the pursuit of soldiers, but the weather and geography," Raphael's eyes showed a subtle color:

"But don't worry."

"As a result, the northeast end of the Great Desert has been cleaned up by the Stars' Expeditionary Force deep into the desert. There is no desolate tribe, orcs or sand thief with more than 20 people who dare to stay within our sweep line. , There are at most some sporadic hapless people who can't escape; secondly, the rescuers who set off from Starland will also go north and meet you on the border between the Great Desert and Qiyuan City, and you will go south to the desert..."

Handover?

Tyles exhaled helplessly.

So, am I really some kind of goods.

Raphael spoke freely, ignoring Thales’ a little unnaturalness: "We will make sure that you will have trustworthy power and manpower to protect you from the outside of Longxiao City to the Great Desert from beginning to end— -Of course, there will not be too many people, but they are rare elites in the world, ensuring that accidents like fish slipping through the net in the desert will not pose a threat to you..."

"In the great desert, our cavalry will patrol day and night, sweeping threats, while maintaining a smooth supply line between several large oases," Raphael tapped the map and pulled a dotted line on several small green dots. "When you meet them, as long as you show your identity, you can be escorted to the nearest barracks or supply point. Don’t worry if you don’t meet them. The escorts know the route. As long as you go past oasis one by one according to your plan, you will always stay. Within our patrol range, it is safe..."

"Until I **** you back to Sabreya Dune, the far end of the western front of the Star Kingdom, one of our largest military strongholds in the desert. It is already our homeland. To the east, you will enter West Wilderness collar."

Raphael raised his head, and a dim light flashed in his red eyes: "Your Majesty has negotiated with the three Western Wilderness families headed by Duke Falkenhaus, from Bladetooth Dunes to Ruins, from Wing Castle to In the Castle of Valor, you can get all the help you need from the three major families to their vassals-the safe return of the prince is their top priority."

Hearing this, Thales' eyes faltered.

Falkenhauser.

Guardian Duke of the Western Desolation, Lord of the Desolation, Cyril Falkenhauser.

His memory goes back to the Hall of Stars a long time ago, the one who limped on a cane into the arena, with sparse hair, described as a withered, ghost-faced middle-aged duke, and his gloomy smile, Cold, sharp voice and unsparing irony.

It's the "unwelcome".

"... Through the ruins to the east, the manpower of the royal guard and part of the standing army will greet you on the east-west gift avenue and **** you back to Everstar City. Is there any problem?" Raphael ended him if.

Thyls nodded.

"You mean, the most mysterious four-eyed skull family among the six giants, the Falkenhaus in the ruins?" Thales pulled his mind back to his eyes and said solemnly:

"Are they trustworthy?"

Raphael's moving fingers stopped on the map.

Thyls twitched his lips: "Maybe they didn't welcome me as they thought?"

"I still remember when I set off six years ago-the Lord Jen Kevin Deer, who is also the Six Duke, is so friendly, he made a special trip to see me off."

The prince raised his eyebrows, slightly ironically: "Putila, do you remember?"

Putillah laughed blankly.

Raphael has a short pause.

"Your Majesty will ensure this," but the Desolate Man paused for less than a second, his tone was very firm:

"The lords of the Western Desolation—whether it is Falkenhauser, Bozdorf or the Croma family can be trusted, and their soldiers are also in this group of troops entering the desert from the west, relying only on the blade tooth camp The royal standing army here is not enough to sweep the desert."

"Can you trust it?" Thales shrugged noncommittal: "This is not often heard."

Raphael frowned.

Putillah smiled softly.

"Tyles, I know, six years of special career made you quite cautious." Putila inserted into the conversation.

"This is not unreasonable-after all, the return of the heir not only affects yourself, but for the entire country, it is not hesitating to be a political storm that affects all parties."

Thyls snorted softly.

The thin lord spoke slowly: "But, please believe me, in order to let you return to the stars safely, the nobles who are hidden behind the scenes in Yongxing City, playing back and forth, are no more rugged than those of Longxiao City. The iron guys came easily and simply-Gilbert was among them."

Hearing the familiar name, Thales moved lightly.

I saw Putilai looking at him seriously: "They have paid a lot of effort, and even a great price, to ensure that Xihuang is completely on our side."

"And what you need to do is what you need to worry about the most..."

Putila didn't go on.

Thyls looked at him from a distance and was silent for a few seconds.

The prince nodded and closed his eyes.

"I understand."

Deserts and nobles.

This journey...

He sighed in his heart.

Raphael and Putila looked at each other, and said nothing.

"Very well, the rest is how you want to get out of the city. This is the top priority," Raphael said lightly: "Your Lord will tell you in detail, after all, it is his way."

Raphael glanced at Putila: "Should be reliable?"

Putilai gently took out his pipe and sneered helplessly.

The Skeleton turned his head back.

"Then, I think we should say goodbye."

Thyls was still thinking with his eyes closed, and was taken aback when he heard the words, and quickly looked at Raphael:

"Now? Are you leaving?"

But Raphael ignored the prince's surprise, he still had the relaxed smile on his face, and he didn't seem to care.

"Your Majesty, although I always say that nothing will happen," Raphael tightened his collar tightly, and pulled up his sleeves a little bit. "But, based on your personality and experience over the past few years In other words, if you really encounter an accident in the desert, it is not an accident..."

Tyles' face went black immediately.

You wait.

What is meant by "no surprise when you encounter an accident?"

He muttered silently.

Raphael smiled clearly, but Thales was speechless for a while.

"But..."

"Since the age of the empire, a word has been circulating in the desert."

Thyls was startled for a few seconds.

"The words circulating in the great desert?" Thales looked at the other's red eyes, limited knowledge and doubts filled his mind: "Is it the proverbs and legends of the wild bones? Is your hometown..."

Putila coughed inexplicably.

Raphael seemed to come back to his senses, and his frozen expression moved again: "No, the desert is not anyone's hometown-anyone is just a visitor to the desert."

"If you are going to the desert, your lord, please remember," Raphael turned sharply, his tone became cold, his eyes sharp and stern:

"The **** of desert has no calamity, all disasters in the world, the **** of desert has no mercy, and the desert is forgiven."

What?

Mom God?

Tyles blinked, trying to understand.

"Listen...not quite like lingua franca," Thales searched for this particular sentence in his mind, and suddenly found some familiarity that he only had when he was studying in Mindis Hall: "Uh, it's It's very similar to the ancient verses in here. What does it mean?"

Raphael smiled slightly and put his hand into his pocket~IndoMTL.com~ His eyes were slightly melancholy: "The God of Desert, this is one of the most primitive beliefs in the Great Desert, and represents one of the legendary and desert. The indifferent existence, the residents of the great desert love and hate, respect and fear."

Putila was coughing again.

The bleak man's dark red eyes slowly focused, but the next moment he gently lowered his head and covered his eyes with his hands stretched out of his pocket:

"The weak are afraid of disasters, and the lucky ones ask for forgiveness."

"Only those who abandon weakness and fluke at the same time can find a foothold in the ruthless desert."

The voice fell, Raphael slowly raised his head.

Thyls was shocked:

As soon as Raphael put down his hand, the crooked red eyes of the Desolate Man had turned into the most common dark brown, unpredictable.

"His Royal Highness, see you in Eternal Star City."

In Thales’ slight astonishment, Raphael, with a pair of disguised, brand-new brown eyes, turned and left without hesitation, leaving only a white robe, also gradually disappearing in the darkness.

Quietly, it seems illusory.

Just as he appeared.

"Young people, always like to dress cool and deep..."

Putila shook his head, took out the flint and steel, and muttered to himself: "Don't learn from him, Thales, or you deserve to be single on Singles Day..."

Thyls ignored Putila.

He frowned, looking at the darkness that had drowned Raphael.

"It's so dark around, that guy doesn't carry any lights, how does he see the road?" The prince murmured.

Thyls thought that no one would hear his complaints.

Until in the deep darkness, Raphael's smiling words came: "Just eat more liver and fruits...in the darkness, you can also find light."

Tyles' smile froze on his face.

Damn it.

Not funny at all.