Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 70: The hunt is dead

Longxiao City, Shield District, Dawn.

The golden sunrise just dyed the sky red, slightly dispelling the cold at night, and the dim streets gradually became clear.

The seemingly empty shield area finally gained a bit of popularity, at least there were more people walking around.

This street in the Shield District was the center of the disaster that year. The houses are scattered and the terrain is empty. There is almost no cover to hear that there are many rumors of haunting at night.

"Look at their listless, hastily coping," Greve hid behind a low fence, looked at a small patrol post in the distance, rubbing his wheelchair dissatisfiedly: "Just want to catch the prince?"

"Does that dead face know that his order was executed like this?"

In the center of this street, several soldiers from the Longxiao City patrol leaned against the eaves of an abandoned house, yawned and extinguished the fire pile, waiting for their companions to come to work, and occasionally glance at the passersby passing by , And greet a few acquaintances.

"Because this is the guard post that leads to the city gate and the city gate in the shield area, it's not like this. They can't wait to search all the girls." They were on the side of the low fence with Greve, dressed up Kirz, the neat seamstress, bit a piece of grass in her mouth, and said in an angry manner.

"And isn't it a good thing? Let's make our plan easier," Kirz hugged his arms and turned to a teenager very unhappily:

"By the way, do you really not consider women's clothing?"

The handsome boy in burlap beside her blushed and shook his head desperately.

"I have said it hundreds of times..."

Thyls, who was sitting by the hedge, blushed: "We only have one night, even if we do the best in makeup, but the looks, habits, behavior, and psychology of the girls are long-lasting. It is cultivated step by step in life and is engraved in the bones. Without enough training and habits, how can I succeed?"

Kurz showed a disappointed look, and the grass in his mouth swayed up and down.

Yes, in the end, under the fierce opposition of Thales himself...

The "suggestion" about him pretending to be a girl in Kirz's room last night is still gone.

"Think about it again..."

Ketz seemed unwilling to give up the last glimmer of hope. Even a few minutes before the action, she still put her arms over her head, looking expectantly at Thales: "My father used to be a post-mortem, I grew up He grew up in a pile of corpses and is very good at putting makeup on dead people..."

"Stop!" Thales resolutely reached out and pushed the seamstress's cheek that was close to his arms decisively, preventing her from scratching her ears with that grass.

"I don't have the habit of selling myself to satisfy your evil taste."

Kurz looked sadly at the refusing young prince.

"Furthermore..."

Thyles gritted his teeth with great vigilance: "Didn't we try makeup last night? It doesn't work at all! You can't even take a mirror!"

"Rather than pretending to be a'boy and girl' who shows up in two steps..."

I tried makeup...

Remembering last night, Grivo couldn't help coughing lowly. He and Kirz looked away nonchalantly, but their shoulders trembled, seeming to be holding back a smile.

Thyls was still immersed in his own world, struggling with the nightmare experience of last night, and seeing the reaction of the two of them was even more embarrassing.

He pulled his forehead angrily: "And my hair... Look, I just cut it out last night..."

"And what about the voice?"

Telstay put his hands on his chest, twisted his waist, and squeezed the voice of "ah" in the drake voice during the change of voice for several times: "'Sorry, don't look at my thick voice. It’s a problem that fell from mining when I was young. In fact, I’m a girl.'What a joke!"

Speaking of this, the prince's face changed drastically, and he looked at the two strangers around him with righteous indignation.

Grivor touched his nose awkwardly, while Kirz on the other side shook his head slightly, tusk.

"If someone tells you that a man who has never received training and has no daily experience can perfectly disguise as a woman, not only will no one recognize it, but he will also have a variety of beautiful and charming styles, making the same **** jealous and the opposite **** captivating. ," Thales looked indignant and threw a fist in protest:

"Then he must have read too many vulgar knight novels, or he hasn't had a girlfriend for too long!"

Grivor in the wheelchair and Kirz sitting cross-legged, leaning back to their original positions happily.

Leaves angrily Thales, digesting his grievances alone.

In the distance, a ten-man patrol came slowly, and completed the early morning shift with this temporary checkpoint.

Grivor and Kirz looked at each other and nodded.

The veteran replied with a serious look: "Brothers are all ready?"

"Yes, from the smithy to the farm, I called out twenty people who were temporarily unable to leave the city because of the blockade," Kirz rubbed his hands, as if you were at ease when I was doing things: "No need Worried, they thought this was a trap to deal with the **** in the market."

"Actually, it's not wrong." Thinking of last night, Grievous exhaled coarsely from his nose: "When this matter is over, I will take them..."

"Alright, alright..."

"When the time comes, there will be a fight here," Kirz looked at the surroundings, interrupted Griveaux, with a rare caution on his face: "Take that outpost together."

"Hey, you," Grievous said to Telsnu: "And we took advantage of the chaos to go to the black path."

Tyles glanced into the distance, swept across the less tight guard post, and nodded.

He suddenly noticed that their destination was the cliff in the sky under the row of cliffs farther away.

It is the place where King Nunn died.

Thinking of this, Thales' mood suddenly cooled.

"After the incident, many people will be locked in." Kirz sighed.

"Are they locked up for less before?" Greve licked his lips, his eyes flickering: "Just to avoid the limelight."

"Understood," Kirz shrugged. She glanced at Thales and said helplessly:

"It's a pity."

Thyls glared back at her fiercely.

He is sure that compared with the "male princesses of the stars", what the seamstress regrets is definitely not the group of people who are about to be imprisoned.

"The black path you have been talking about, what is that place?" Thales asked curiously, looking in the direction of the cliff.

Koz snorted softly, and the grass in his mouth turned to a spat: "That's the only way for you to escape from Longxiao City."

"Why is it called this name?"

Grivor turned his face and said, "My grandfather's generation began to call this, and he said that his grandfather also called it. As you can see, one of the entrances is under the cliff of the sky, and the passage is complicated. No acquaintances can be found at all."

"We used to use it to transport contraband, but it was too narrow and inefficient."

The bottom of the cliff.

Thyls frowned and looked at the familiar high cliff, following the outline of the mountain, and not surprisingly saw the giant statue of Neckar.

Six years ago, it was there...

"So the black path is...a trail through the belly of the mountain? To the outside of the city?"

Tyles squinted, trying to see more clearly: "Is it natural or artificial?"

"God knows."

Kurz looked at him disdainfully: "To dig a tunnel that runs through the sky and communicates the inside and outside of Longxiao City, perhaps the dragon dug it."

Thyls shook his tongue and did not speak.

"People of the older generation are in awe of it, so they don't dare to approach it easily," Kezi snorted, "They said that it was the forbidden area of ​​Longxiao City. It was the location of the lord of the mountains, even the nobles did not know it. "

"But... Eighteen years ago, the men followed the king to the stars to fight. One fight lasted for more than a year. No one was farming, no hunting, no grazing, and taxes and military donations were getting heavier. ."

"Not to mention the peasant hunters outside the city, even the old and weak women and children in Longxiao City could not survive the winter of that year. The winter was extremely cold, and there was not enough firewood, so we had to give priority to the nobles. The gifts of the mountain are not enough."

Thyls fell silent.

Eighteen years ago...

Go to the stars to fight...

"Grevo first beat up the shield district order officer who was struggling with the nobles and bureaucrats, and set up a few black-hearted merchants stocking warehouse..."

"Then he broke the tradition and led us into the dark trails and started transporting contraband, transporting everything you can imagine, bitumen, eternal oil, munitions, even hemp, and robbed from the frontline supply. Food, firewood, and medicine returned."

"Relying on these, the women, girls and children in the shield area and the hammer area survived the countless winter of the dead."

Kurz looked at Griveow who was silent: "This is the black path, and it is also the history of the slum boss."

Thyls felt very uncomfortable.

He looked at Griveaux.

But the veteran just gave a cold snort, seemingly dissatisfied with Kirz's words.

He coughed heavily.

"Take care of your unextinguishable lights after you enter, and look at your feet and heads," Grivo said with a firm face, as if recalling some bad past: "The passage there is too old, and six years ago, disaster I had a big fight in the city with the Hydra, the ground was shaken, and the black path almost collapsed."

"I don't know when the rest will collapse."

Thyls's heart shuddered.

Disaster.

It's another disaster.

The three people behind the hedge were silent for a while.

"Disaster," the prince said grimly: "It brought a lot of disasters, right."

Grivor's hand holding the wheelchair suddenly tightened.

"Disaster?" Kirz laughed ironically: "Disaster?"

"You can look around," the seamstress's face turned cold:

"But you can't imagine what it was like that day."

She kicked a gravel beside her feet: "It's a bitch."

Tyles lowered his head and did not look at the surrounding rubble and broken wood, the rubble of dust and waste, the abandoned houses, the dusty wells, the collapsed rotten wood, and the ground where there were still cracks.

There was a faint smell coming from the nose.

This is the shield zone.

"I can," Thales whispered: "I said, back then...I was here. I saw how the shield area was destroyed, and I saw the people who died..."

But before he finished speaking, he felt an itchy ear.

Thyls was startled, and subconsciously sat up, avoiding Kirz who was scratching his ears with the roots of the grass.

"There should be a limit to bragging," the seamstress waved the grassroots amusedly: "How old were you six years ago?"

Thyls was taken aback: "I..."

"Also'see the destruction of the shield zone'?"

"Why don't you just say it," Kirz said with a sarcasm: "You were the one who single-handedly defeated the blood disaster and saved Longxiao City? It makes you more airy, isn't it?"

"His Royal Highness?"

Thyls's face was blushing.

"I..." He slipped and fell against the hedge like a frustrated ball. "It's nothing."

At this time, Griveaux spoke quietly.

"It has never been a question of destruction."

The two were stunned and turned to look at the veteran.

"The people who died were not the ones who were harmed by the disaster. They were lucky to some extent and left forever in an instant."

The man in the wheelchair has eyes like iron, staring at the front firmly: "They...they left behind by disasters are torturing the living."

Greevo slowly raised his left hand, which was missing three fingers, his eyes erratic.

Thyls and Kirz both turned their heads subconsciously.

"Last night, the yelling driver, remember."

Thyls gave a gentle pause.

"His name is Kevin," Grivohon hummed indifferently: "Six years ago, he was an apprentice in a blacksmith's workshop in Hammer District."

Koz sighed: "The lame..."

But Griveaux ignored her and spoke to himself.

"The day, the day the disaster appeared."

"Kevin came to the shield zone happily, brought a bunch of flowers, and had a private meeting with his lover."

Grivor stared at an abandoned well in the distance with only the outline left. Next to it was a collapsed stable with faintly visible dried feces.

"They were discovered by her father. I know that old guy. He used to serve in Glacier Watch. He was not good at it. What's worse, he was grumpy and valued his daughter."

Speaking of this, Grivor smiled lightly, the smile lines at the corners of his eyes were natural and smooth.

Tels and Kirz listened quietly.

"Poor Kevin screamed, and was pulled from the shield area to the hammer area with a belt."

"People in more than a dozen streets know it, and the laughter is loud, and even the big yellow dog on the big leash chased him for hundreds of meters."

Grivor's laughter was pleasant.

"Kevin came to me and said a lot of nonsense about how he likes that girl, what he wants to be a good blacksmith, open a workshop, save enough money for the bride price, and then talk to his lover’s father Showdown..."

The veteran shook his head with a look of disdain: "Hey, I still remember how stupid he was when he said that..."

"Also remember the appearance of the big belt angrily looking for him to settle accounts..."

"Remember after the big belt was fooled away by me, Kevin emerged from the back cupboard with indignation and ambition."

Griverton for a few seconds.

"However."

The smile on the face of the veteran slowly melted away.

It's like ice in the sun.

Greevo stared into the empty distance, silently: "Kevin, when he returns to the shield area the next morning..."

"It's gone."

In the distance, there is a loud voice that is characteristic of the Northlanders when bargaining prices. A rooster crowed into the sky unanimously, cooperating with the early morning bird calls, making the shield area extremely quiet.

Grivor's teeth shook slightly: "Kevin likes the girl."

"He hates the itchy'future father-in-law'."

"Including people from the North who watched his jokes all the way on the street."

The veteran's eyes were dim and his voice was hoarse: "Including that annoying big yellow dog that barks for twenty hours every day."

Greevo stared at the lit sky, subconsciously: "It's all gone."

Thyls and Kirz leaned against the hedge, motionless, as if time was still.

"The entire shield area."

The veteran lowered his head and picked up a piece of rubble from the ground, vaguely seeing its material: "This is the only thing left."

"This is what they are...they left behind for the survivors of the disaster~IndoMTL.com~"

Tyles exhaled slowly, his expression stiff.

"In the future, when you see Kevin laughing again," Grivo's eyes became serious, and the long-cooling flame burned inside: "Don't forget, this is the story behind him. "

Grivor snorted coldly.

"So, when you met people who survived the disaster, help out, don't say you can imagine, don't say you understand their pain, don't say you feel the same."

"Even if you really are the savior."

The veteran turned his head slightly, looking at the silent Thales with a cold expression:

"Because that is hypocritical."

Tyles opened his mouth to speak, but in the end he couldn't say anything.

Slap.

Grivor buckled his shoulder.

"Also, if you really become a king in the future," Griveau's expression was very serious, and Thales could even feel his hands trembling slightly: "Become those lofty adults... "

"I know what you nobles know, no matter what disasters I don’t believe they are, the messengers sent by the legendary gods to punish the world or the legendary anti-devil armed forces. You must have a method and a means to deal with them... …"

Tyles stared at the veteran in front of him blankly.

Grivor has a grim expression: "Remember, gather all your manpower, all strength, all weapons, and look for those disasters."

"No matter where they are hidden, you have to find them, find them all, find them all!"

The prince's heart is in chaos, and all kinds of emotions are rising at the same time.

At that moment, Griveau gritted his teeth and felt cold: "Take them from top to bottom..."

"The hunt is gone."

"Don't leave one."

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