Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 168: 1 missing


Tyles frowned at Barney, then nodded after a long while.

Naki looked at Thales and then at Vanguard. It seemed that he was thinking something, but in the end he didn't export.

"Well, about your question just now," Thales gave a light cough in the unspeakable embarrassment:

"The one who taught me swordsmanship was...Gini Barkovi."

"The King's Lover."

At that moment, Barney's expression changed drastically!

This was caught by Thales.

"Hey, isn't it the splash in the West City Police Department..." Naji patted his brain, his eyes lit up, and he blurted out.

But when he saw Barney's face, he trembled suddenly and changed his words immediately:

"Cough, cough, cough, oh, oh, it turns out to be a famous and talented limited time guard!"

Naki suddenly became serious.

Looking at the faces of the two of them, Thales was puzzled.

They...

I saw Naki tugging at the non-existent collar, and said seriously:

"Ah, that, it’s nothing, my lord, I think, Barney Pioneer, what he just meant...that, even if it’s the same set of swordsmanship, there are different styles, different understandings, and different habits. This They are all normal!"

Naki patted his chest grandiosely, ignoring Barney’s increasingly ugly face, and said to himself:

"Even if it is military swordsmanship in the North, we cannot rest on our laurels and be satisfied with a single style. We must be good at discovering the advantages and constantly innovate. Ms. Ni’s attempt to strengthen the defense is very enlightening... eh wait a moment, wait a moment! Brother, Quill, Barney Jr., Barney Pioneer, Lord Sir, listen to me..."

But before he finished, he was pulled back to the battlefield by the ugly little Barney's ears.

"Stop talking nonsense, do work!" Barney said angrily.

Leave Thales alone, staring at their backs in a daze.

In the increasingly rare voice of killing, the fast rope walked up slowly and looked at the prisoners of the royal guard with a complicated expression.

"They are great," the quick rope's words brought Thales back to reality:

"Not worse than the Blade Guard."

Tyles took a deep breath, pulling his thoughts back to the immediate priority.

He nodded as he looked at the sword of disaster that had been slain so much that he lost his helmet and dismantled his armor.

"Hmm."

"Have you thought about it?"

Quick rope sighed:

"How to talk to them?"

Thyls shook his head.

He knows what the fast rope wants to ask.

But he doesn't know the answer.

Quickrope was silent for a while and laughed.

"Really?"

Quick rope lightly sneered:

"I knew this..."

"Why couldn't you hide just now and have to jump out by yourself?"

Thyls was silent for a moment.

He snorted and shook the key in his hand:

"Then your method is brilliant? Distract the chasers and die in their hands?"

Quickrope froze for a while, seemingly puzzled.

"Dead in..."

"Who I am going to die"

The next second, he raised his hands and looked at Thales in disbelief:

"Wait, you don't think I really want to sacrifice myself... to protect you?"

Thyls just felt choked.

What?

"But you clearly look at death as home, fighting to the end..."

Quick rope frowned:

"You see death as much as a knight, right?"

Tyles opened his mouth and looked at him blankly.

Huh?

"Oh, the misunderstanding is big!"

Quickrope understood what, he blinked and raised his mouth in surprise: "I was winking with Dean, let him cooperate to stun me!"

Thyls was stunned.

A wink?

Cooperate?

"So..." he asked tentatively.

Quick rope pointed to Dean in the distant crowd, dumbfounded, with a look of "you don't seem silly":

"Yes, I'm on the line with Dean, ready to play a scene...until you jump out."

Thyls looked at him blankly.

What is he?

Tyles stared into the distance blankly, and met Dean, who was looking at him with bitterness and gritted teeth.

You.

You!

Dean looked fierce.

At that moment, Thales, who was still a little touched, understood and completely froze in place.

Quickline shrugged, looking innocent.

Looking at the unconscious fast rope, the prince's face was a little bit uncontrollable.

Oops.

It seems...

What unnecessary things did he do?

Thyls looked away awkwardly, and a faint sense of shame came to his mind.

He tried his best to put aside the irritation he felt so self-confident, and thought seriously: After that, there is one very important thing.

I don't know how the weather is today...

But right now.

"Hey," Quick Rope sneered, turning his head and said:

"Thank you anyway."

"Although I won't die...but I won't be happy if I fall into the hands of the dark room."

Thyls exhaled deeply, unable to hide his embarrassment:

"Really..."

Yes, it seems to be sunny today...

Quick rope sighed lightly, his eyes flashed, and countless emotions were tumbling in his eyes for a while.

"Maybe we were wrong."

Thyls raised his eyebrows slightly, and came back to his senses:

"Huh?"

I saw Quick Rope folded his arms, looked at him faintly, and said softly: "I'm thinking, King Nekaru or others...those myths about disasters..."

"Maybe they are wrong."

Thyls was stunned.

He turned his head and stared at the fast rope blankly.

Quickline looked at the fight in front of him, and shook his head:

"Last night, you didn't hesitate to attack Dean, let alone me."

Thyls's heart tightened.

"You tried your best to save even people who didn't know each other like Marina."

Quickline sighed deeply.

"What kind of cruel, bloodthirsty, crazy and evil existence..."

"Will do something like this?"

Thyls was silent.

He suddenly thought of Longxiao City that night, Ashida and Giza that night.

Think of the feeling that he is no longer his own when he raises the threshold and knocks uncontrollably.

I remembered that calm and rational self when I got out of control.

"But..."

But before he could finish it, the quick rope interrupted him again.

"If what is my biggest growth these years, Thales."

Quick rope nodded his forehead, seemingly emotional:

"That is to know the world through your own eyes, not your ears."

Thyls was silent.

"That's it?"

Quick rope raises eyebrows:

"That's it."

He raised the time crossbow in his hand and sighed softly.

"Fuck the myth."

"Fuck the disaster."

Quick rope raised his arm and punched Thales in the chest!

"Boom!"

Tyles felt tight in his chest and bent down in pain.

"You are Thales, I am the fast rope, I saved your life, and you saved me once."

I saw the fast rope smile stiffly:

"And we are even now."

Looking at Thales in embarrassment, he laughed out loud.

Tyles, who had difficulty breathing, managed to get his breath back.

He raised his head in pain, watching the fast rope gritted his teeth.

Even a fart!

Next time, just now, it was obvious that I saved you twice, two to one, and you owed me one more time!

Who taught this guy's math?

Nicolai?

"Then, by the way," the expression on Quick Rope instantly cooled down, he grabbed Thales' shoulders and gritted his teeth in a low voice:

"Stay away from her!"

"I mean it!"

Tyles' face froze.

Just now.

"Hey, young couple, have you finished your nasty love story?"

Tyles and the fast rope are both startled, subconsciously raising their heads.

I saw that the field had long been quiet, and in the mess on the floor, seven guard prisoners seemed to have easily wiped out a dozen people with the sword of disaster.

And they are showing curious eyes, looking at both Thales together.

Tyles and Fastrope let go of each other subconsciously and smiled together.

The prisoners in the guard returned to normal, cleaning the battlefield with their own expressions.

Cannon still hides in the corner shivering, talking to himself from time to time.

Beletti didn't say a word, she just wiped her weapon silently, her expression indifferent.

But the others are far less quiet.

"Don't move, Bree, otherwise I can't bandage you... Hey, don't move, I didn't touch it there again! I didn't touch it on purpose!" This was bandaging Brie who was grinning. Naki had a wound on his ass, but the two looked like they were fighting fiercely.

"Come here and distribute supplies and weapons or do you really want to fight in underwear?" The second logistics officer Nai searched for corpses all over the floor, and dutifully tossed well-fitted and well-fitted weapons and equipment to his companions. Hate the export:

"They don't have very good hands, but the equipment is good...Hey, Tardin, why did you eat it... Don't you know what you need to hand over if you capture it!"

"Awesome!"

Taldin sat on the ground foolishly, clutching an enemy's water bag, tearing his mouth with dry food that he didn't know where to find, and laughing wildly:

"We are out, we are out! No more **** walls!"

As the person with the highest status, Pioneer Officer Barney Jr. kept holding his arms, frowning at Thales, as if thinking about the next thing.

In this strange and messy atmosphere, Thales and Fastrope looked at each other and saw the jealousy in each other's eyes.

As soon as this group came out of prison, they killed the Quartet. It seems that the level of danger is not less than that of the former guards...

Is it reliable?

The most important thing is... what's next?

"What did you do when you let them out?"

Tyles avoided Barney's sight, lowered his head, and quietly bit the ear of the fast rope.

"What else," Quickrope said with an anxious face:

"Of course it was the attendant Wya Casso asking them for help for the prince in danger..."

"By the way, that crazy laughing guy stood on tiptoe and touched my head,'Wow, you are so tall, how is your father', I had no choice but to'hehehe'..."

Thyls didn't finish the second half of his sentence.

Because in the next second, as if the cold current suddenly hits, all the guards in the field are quiet!

Cannon no longer trembled, but stared open his mouth. Tardin spit out the dry food in his mouth and touched the sword beside him.

Brie let out an uneasy growl, and Naki dropped the bandage in his hand.

Nai coldly handed out the last piece of leather armor to Belletti, who narrowed his eyes and exuded a murderous look.

Barney didn't move his expression, and gently picked up a torch on the ground.

They all stopped their hands, stood up tacitly, with solemn eyes, facing one side.

The stone steps.

The stone steps in the black jail.

"Step, step, step."

Heavy footsteps sounded slowly.

Every step is like stepping in people's hearts.

"Step, step, step."

Finally, a long-lost figure appeared on the stairs from bottom to top.

Enter the range of the firelight.

Seeing the visitor clearly, Thales and Fastrope looked at each other, taking a breath in their hearts.

The breathing of the former royal guards sprang up spontaneously.

The visitor carried a heavy object and stood in front of the fire, facing everyone.

Silence~IndoMTL.com~ The visitor slowly turned his eyes away, scanned the sloppy team in front of him, and made a soft voice.

"Chief Pioneer Officer, Barney."

"Chief Penal Officer, Belletti."

"Second logistics officer, Chennai."

As if examining a weapon that belongs to him alone.

Barney's face is tense, Belletti's expression is complicated, and Nye is full of hostility.

"Cannon, Tardin, Brie...oh, and you, Nakey the idler?"

The names of the people come out one by one, the tone is flat, but there is a kind of pressure that makes people breathless for no reason.

Thyls swears, he heard clearly:

Naki swallowed subconsciously.

It's strange, the prisoners of the guard, there is no one talking at this moment.

They just watched the people nervously.

As if the animal has seen a natural enemy.

The visitor smiled and threw the weight on his shoulders to the ground.

Plop!

The pupils of Thales and Fastrope shrank!

That is a corpse.

I saw the actual head of Dante's Greatsword, the hidden spy in the dark room, and Dean, the mercenary, lying on the ground covered in blood.

In the flames, he opened his godless eyes, opened his breathless mouth and nose, and looked towards the empty ceiling.

Not moving.

His face is full of surprise before death.

"You missed one."

The visitor grinned and shook his head, revealing the sin brand on his forehead.

He stretched out his hand and motioned to the corpse on the ground:

"No thanks."

The tone is soft.

Like the most homely greeting.

Everyone frowned.

"Then..."

The former watchman of the royal guard, the penalty knight Sacker smiled gently, his eyes crossed the crowd, and pointed directly at Thales, who was troubled:

"I also missed one."

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