Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 169: Jifeng
At this moment, Thales, who was in a heavy heart, smelled a strong smell of blood, and such a strange scene was reflected in his pupils:
In the deep and dim black jail, the icy remains of the mercenaries were paved between the two walls. The surrounding blood was warm, almost like water. Under the stingy and trembling torches, the scene in front of us penetrated with red and gray The weirdness of intersecting.
Amidst the chaos, with Barney as an example, seven rags but tall men stand among them, like stubborn reefs separating red and black waves, looking at the other side of the passage without a word.
There, the penalty knight faced them silently, his eyes shining with fire, and the mark on his forehead was looming.
In the small black jail, his figure resembles the towering mountains at the end of the sky, with a magnificent momentum and a heavy weight.
It's just out of reach.
Sacuel's gaze swept slowly, not specifically referring to someone, but everyone in his sight was nervous, feeling that the other person was looking at him, subconsciously tensing his body.
Like a soldier undergoing inspection.
But their faces became heavier.
It seems that at this moment, the darkness in the black jail really comes.
The more tense Thales, he wanted to interrupt several times, but was forced to speak nowhere by the current atmosphere.
Countless ideas flashed in his mind, but none of them fit the current situation.
Thyls can only ignore the winks at him by the fast rope and try to force himself to calm down.
"Don't be nervous."
"I am not here to execute the sentence."
Looking at his tense former colleague, Thacker chuckled, his usual boring voice with a little sadness:
"Never again."
Execute the penalty.
As soon as this statement came out, seven prisoners with the same stigma on their faces seemed to be recalled.
The sturdy Brie made a low snort, and Tardin looked at the ground, tugging one corner of his mouth. The others were just like them, their posture relaxed, and his nervous expression softened slightly.
Only Barney, he is still like a rock standing proudly in the cold wind, staring at Thacker coldly.
The silence lasted for a few seconds, accompanied by several figures swaying under the firelight.
Tyles and Fastrope exchanged a worried look.
What's the matter?
He knows that they know Thackerel, and he is worried that they might become an angry one, which is not good for him, but...
When they met, how was this state?
More importantly, what will he do?
The weird atmosphere made Thales anxious.
Until Beletti, the former penalty officer, sighed and broke the ice.
"It's been a long time," he looked at Zackel bitterly:
"Sir."
Hearing this name, Thacker took a deep breath.
He paused for a second before faintly looking at Belletti with a complicated face.
"Yes." Sackel said in a dumb voice.
"Long time."
Luton Belletti.
Sackel looked at this figure, which was very different from more than ten years ago.
In the elite royal guard, Belletti is an inconspicuous guy. He has always been muffled and sullen, but the old captain has taken a fancy to this. In the era of floating popularity, they need a An old and stable penalty officer.
He still remembers that when he handed the badge representing the penalty officer to the opponent a long time ago, Belletti's hand was shaking and cold.
But Saker had been immersed in the past for only a few seconds, and he pulled himself out of the feeling of old encounters.
His gaze crossed the crowd, and he nodded slightly to the young prince behind the seven:
"His Royal Highness Thales."
The tone is polite, but his voice is frosty.
Listening to Thacker’s peculiar attitude, the seven prisoners exchanged glances.
Thyls thought that this moment would come sooner or later, he ignored the sway of the fast rope, and took a step forward.
"Where is he?"
The prince stared at Thacker’s lanky face, trying to forget the other's Shicai's life-threatening aura, and first asked the person who cared the most:
"What did you do to him?"
Thyls looked at the penalty knight worriedly, and found that there were not many wounds on the opponent’s body, but fortunately, Thacker’s hand was holding a fighting axe, not that one. The gray dagger he couldn't be more familiar with.
He?
Little Barney cast a look at Cannon, but the guard prisoner in charge of the investigation only shook his head slowly.
Sackel was silent for a few seconds, his eyes flickering.
"He is fine, I assure you,"
"It just takes some time to recover."
Thyls breathed a sigh of relief, unknown.
But he was too happy.
Soon, the evening mountain-like figure of the penalty knight slowly pressed forward, and as he bit his words more seriously, he forced him in the direction of the prince.
"But we..."
Sackel's words echoed with his footsteps.
Step, step, step.
Every step he takes is like a frightening drum, and as the number of steps accumulates, he becomes more and more murderous.
"We should go now."
"Your Highness."
Time to go.
At that moment, Thales' face turned pale, and the mood that had just relaxed again tightened.
Young Barney looked at Thacker, then at Thales behind him, frowning.
Step, step, step.
Thakel stepped forward, and the axe blade in his hand was stained with blood by the firelight.
His eyes sharpened again, staring straight at Thales.
No one else seems to be seen again.
Tyles clenched his teeth and subconsciously grasped the hilt.
But in the next second, two hard and strong figures moved together and suddenly plunged into this strange confrontation!
The flames flickered.
Step on!
Sac'el's figure was stagnant, and he stopped in place with heavy steps like a mountain.
He squinted his eyes and looked at the obstacles in front of him.
Thyls' eyebrows moved.
It's Belletti and Brie.
One of them is strong, the other is strong, like a huge rock blocking the way, and one of them is firmly blocked on the path of the penalty knight.
The eyes are burning, the expression is calm, and there is no sign of flinching.
Sac'el's eyes slowly focused, passing the axe and mace in Belletti and Brie's hands, looking at the man behind them.
Barney is dead as a statue.
"That's how you welcome old colleagues and senior officials?"
Sackel stared at the expressionless little Barney, tilted his head:
"No hug?"
The language is joking, but there is no sense of ease.
Tyles noticed that at this moment, all seven prisoners had their faces straightened, as if they were refusing.
What's the matter?
They have hatred?
Unexpectedly, at this time, the fast rope patted him on the shoulder, and secretly showed a proud thumb.
Thyles became more confused.
But Barney Jr. quickly answered the doubt.
"I don't know how you came out, watchman."
Barney's voice is as steady as ever, his head is slightly lowered, his pupils are against his upper eyelids, and he stares chillingly at the imposing penalty knight in front of him.
He rolled his head behind him.
"But the prince's side... When Officer Wya Casso released us out, he told us bad news."
Just listen to Barney's cold voice:
"The news about your mental disorder, along with the Shield of Shadow, chasing and killing the prince."
As soon as the words came out, Thacker frowned, and the seven prisoners pursed their lips vigilantly and exchanged glances.
What?
Insane, chasing the prince?
In surprise, Thales cast a questioning look at the fastline.
The latter blinked triumphantly, and raised one corner of his mouth.
Thyls didn’t care about the others, so he lowered his head and asked the quick rope quietly:
"What did you tell them about Saker?"
Quickrope has an expression that he wants to claim credit but is pretending to be reserved, God glanced at Thales, hey said:
"Of course..."
But he immediately noticed that Naki, who was talking, was staring at this side scorchingly, which caused the quick rope to speak, and subconsciously put away his laughing expression.
I saw the fast rope stand up awe-inspiringly and raise the volume so that everyone can hear:
"Of course I tell the truth!"
Thyls looked at the fast rope with a headache and looked at him with loyalty, and watched the latter staring at Saker in the distance with indignation, clenched his fists and gritted his teeth:
"How can Can Xing's noble blood be covered by the dirty hands of a lunatic!"
The justice of the fast rope echoed in this small passage.
Na, Nani?
The corners of Thales's mouth twitched, and even the current nervousness diminished a lot.
Naki, who was staring at them, retracted his idiot's eyes and looked at Barney with a weird face, as if asking for advice.
But Barney didn't say a word, just stared at Thacker.
In front of them, Thacker was also motionless, looking back at Barney from a distance.
The echo of the fast rope disappeared into the air, and the confrontation between Thacker and the seven remained, and the black prison returned to its suffocating atmosphere.
After a while, when Thales was so uncomfortable to interrupt in the choking air, Barney, the tallest person among the seven, finally spoke.
"Watchman, you are not crazy, are you."
He has ordinary eyes and a dull tone, calling his former position:
"At least, not that crazy yet."
Listening to the deep meaning of the other party's words, Thacker was silent for a while before speaking quietly:
"It depends on the definition of madness."
He looked at Thales, but he seemed to see something else, his eyes wandering.
Seven prisoners frowned almost simultaneously.
Thyls felt that he could no longer remain silent, and if he continued like this, it was only a matter of time before his secret was revealed.
So he cleared his throat:
"Everyone, please listen to me..."
However, before he could even finish a sentence, Barney suddenly spoke!
"It's not that you are disrespectful to you, and you never know your Highness!"
His voice was cold, and he interrupted the Star Prince very rudely:
"But please keep your mouth less, so as not to deepen misunderstanding."
Tyles was choked with broken tongue.
He looked at Barney who looked sideways without knowing it, feeling that the latter's gaze was a little scary.
"Misunderstanding...?"
Thyls was stunned.
Little Barney snorted coldly.
"Yes."
Barney held down the hilt and turned his eyes to the other side, staring at the same doubtful fast rope, making the latter shiver.
"For example, the impostor next to you, who is full of lies, and only wants to provoke us to fight with Zacherne in words, the so-called ‘Caso Attendant’."
His words echoed in the dungeon, hollow and stinging.
Tyles took a few seconds to digest this passage.
An impostor.
Full of lies.
To provoke infighting.
The so-called Caso...
Wait, that means?
Thyls turned his gaze blankly.
Sure enough, Quickrope was dumbfounded, in disbelief, staring blankly at Barney, whose eyes were like knives.
The opponent's gaze is very cold, as if it can pierce everything.
At that moment, the quick rope only felt the vest cool.
No way.
"Eh, Thales," the fast rope gave an ugly smile, dryly pulled the corner of the prince's clothes, whispered, and walked back slowly:
"I think we should leave for a while, so that they can relive the past alone..."
However, as soon as the fast rope turned around, the other two people appeared behind the rookie mercenary, blocking his retreat!
More than that.
I don't know when it will start. Taldin and Naki, Cannon and Nai, two are in front, two are behind, and four people have surrounded Thales and the fast rope from four directions!
There are actually more manpower than intercepting Thaker.
All four of them looked at the fast rope, which was more ugly than crying, with vigilant and scrutinizing eyes.
The sudden accident caused Thales to feel confused.
How...
"Please stay where you are, and don't act rashly,'Cassoon Attendant'."
I saw Taldin holding a knife in one hand and a sword in the other, and looked at the ugly fast rope jokingly.
"By the way, Huayah."
Taldin shook his head contemptuously, his eyes were bad:
"Your mother, Viscountess Gilbert Casso, is my biological sister."
What?
The fast rope immediately thumped his eyelids, and his heart was cold.
"She died eighteen years ago-precisely to protect her young son from the unrest in Yongxing City."
Talding's eyes flickered, and the sword in his hand slowly lifted, making the rope a step back in fright.
"That is you,'Wya Casso', my dear nephew."
Nephew?
The complexion of the express rope becomes paler and ugly.
Even Thales was stunned.
Taldin, he's from Wiyaa...uncle?
"Obviously, your ‘mother’ is not as ‘physically okay’ as you said, let alone ‘hehehe’."
Taldin stared coldly at his "nephew":
"Also, liar, next time, remember to change your Camus accent."
His words fell, and the seven prisoners stared at him unkindly.
At that moment, the smile of Fast Rope froze completely.
Under the scrutiny of the guards, he was seen and exposed and cast an innocent and awkward look at Thales for help.
That...
We... are we going to be unlucky?
But even Thales can only sigh silently from the bottom of his heart, wishing to slap himself on the head-or fast rope face.
This clever bastard!
Oops.
Thyls felt the seven people's eyes become suspicious and unfamiliar again, and he was suddenly stressed.
Just now, the unfriendly atmosphere between the Seven and Thacker gave him a slight fluke.
But now, after the fast rope was exposed, he, who had lost the trust of the seven, has fallen back into the most dangerous situation.
On the other side, Thacker looked at Thales from a distance and said nothing.
Little Barney snorted and brought the target of the conversation back to the other side.
"As you can see, Saker, everything that happened today is full of doubts."
Little Barnino nuzzled his chin:
"For example, this inexplicable mysterious prince, such as the lieutenant around him, and you who behave abnormally now."
His words brought everyone's attention back to them.
"We believe in you, Saker, you never do meaningless crazy things."
I saw Barney glance at Thales and whispered:
"So, what reason does this so-called "His Royal Highness" have to die?"
"Will you let you stare at him and the last blood of the royal family at the first second of your release?"
The voice fell, and Thacker's eyes flashed lightly.
"The reason for death..." He muttered and repeated, as if caught in his thoughts.
At that moment, Thales' face was blue and his heart was bitter.
No.
The reason you must die...
Even Fast Rope realized that they seemed to be in disaster.
Seven guards prisoners stood quietly on the spot: two stopped in front of the penalty knight, four surrounded the prince and the fast rope, and Barney stood in the middle, waiting steadily for Saker’s Reply.
Sackel returned to his senses and glanced at Thales again, which was complicated and unspeakable.
Thyls was gloomy, looking sadly at Thacker's grip on the fighting axe in his hand, his face wrinkled up and down.
But something unexpected happened.
I saw Thacker shook his head seemingly impatiently, and spit out a fluttering sentence:
"I'll explain later."
Tyles' heavy heart suddenly stagnated.
When the words fell, Sackel moved forward without hesitation!
Go to Thales.
The seven people waiting for his answer, including Thales, were startled.
Explain later?
Little Barney frowned fiercely.
Belleti and Brie looked at each other, seeing surprise and puzzlement in each other's eyes.
But the next second, the two former royal guards moved together and raised their weapons at the same time.
Huh!
The icy blade broke the wind and stopped in the air!
The movements are smooth and clean.
Only an inch away from the penalty knight.
He had to stop walking towards the prince.
"I'm afraid, I would prefer you to explain now, Thaker."
Barney stared at each other seriously:
"After so many years in prison, we are a little clumsy."
"But if you want to come to the field for a long absence, there is still no problem."
The situation in the field became tense again.
Sackel didn't even look at the weapon in front of him, but lowered his head, took a deep breath, and twitched his mouth.
Little Quill Barney.
He is still the stubborn one.
He is paranoid.
Before the penalty knight, Belletti's eyes were dull, calm, and Brie's expression fluctuated, and his brows rose and fell.
"If I explain it clearly..."
Sackel retracted his gaze and sighed:
"Will you help me?"
Thyls was frightened by this.
He looked around, but found bitterly: The guard and surveillance of the prisoners has never slackened.
Sackel glanced at each of his former colleagues and continued hiss:
"Even if it means pointing the sword at the blood of the Canstar royal family?"
His voice is like a sharp blade, very stinging.
As soon as this statement came out, the former members of the guards were breathing disorderly and frowned.
Beletti looked back at Barney Jr. subconsciously.
Sure enough, only Barney was the only one among the seven who answered him very calmly:
"It depends on how you explain."
"Everything has a reason."
In the tense confrontation, Thaker fell silent.
"Yes," he said sadly:
"Everything has a reason."
The appearance of him makes Thales can't help but think of the penalty knight who was mad in prison and spoke to another world.
Seeing signs of compromise, Barney Jr. slowly nodded. Under his sign, Belletti and Brie put down their swords and waited for the other's response.
This makes Thales more nervous.
Yes.
Sac'el only needs to explain to them his identity as a magician...
He is a respected person in the royal guard, as long as he explains a little, then they have no reason to help themselves.
And these celestial people from nobles, their attitude towards the disasters in the legend in the battle of the end...
Tyles closed his eyes, and the more he thought about it, the heavier he felt. He even began to think about ways to break through.
But what about the fast rope around you?
Or, try magic again?
"Sorry for letting you see this, my lord."
Sackel's sudden sound interrupted Thales' thoughts.
Tyles opened his eyes, but was surprised to see that the penalty knight, who was full of murderous intent to put him to death not long ago, stood at the far end, watching from a distance with an incomprehensible look. The star prince.
"This is my weakness and incompetence."
The compassion and pain on Sackel’s face, but still an ugly wrinkled smile blooming at him, complementing the hideous imprint on his forehead:
"But please be relieved, it will be over soon."
He nodded softly, as if comforting a lost child:
"Everything will be fine."
"Yes."
Sackel lowered his head slightly as he spoke.
Thyls was completely stunned.
He is...
Fell into his "other world" again?
The seven facing each other looked at each other.
Little Barney seems to be impatient when he sees this kind of Thackerel.
"Sacker, the watchman."
He spoke again. This time, Barney’s tone was far less polite than before, and he seemed blunt:
"Answer my question."
"What do we need to know about this prince?"
Barney's words are very cold, more like a threat.
Tyles clenched his back molars, and even the fast rope around him clenched the crossbow in horror.
One second, two seconds.
In this small passage, the flames are diminished, and the figure is charming.
Finally, Sackel raised his head slowly, showing a smile without temperature, and bit out the word that surprised everyone:
"No."
I saw the penalty knight scanning everyone in front of him coldly:
"You have nothing to know, Xi Pioneer Officer Barney."
"You just need to know: I have to do this."
"That's enough."
At that moment, everyone was stunned.
The deepest among them is Thales himself.
Why.
Thyls blinked.
He obviously wants to kill me, isn't he?
Because I am a magician.
He obviously only needs to tell the reason...
But why, why should he keep a secret for me?
Explain the facts and persuade them to turn around and aim at me with righteousness. Wouldn't it be better?
Thyls looked at each other blankly, he couldn't understand.
Why is this man... so strange?
"Sacker!"
Finally, Barney couldn’t hold back anymore and shouted angrily:
"Don't force me!"
Barney's roar echoed in the neighborhood, but in response, Thacker chuckled softly.
"Forcing you?"
"I know, I have been a penalty officer for so long and have offended a lot of people," his gaze traversed the frowning Belletti and Brie, and passed their weapons:
"But is my popularity already so bad?"
Like a joke, but also a mockery.
"Including you, Barney—why, are you still jealous that I took the position of watchman?"
At that moment, Thales saw Barney clenching his fists pale.
Behind him, Naki sighed softly, while Tardin secretly shook his head.
Sorry.
Beletti let out a sigh of relief, gritted his teeth.
"Because you are popular, sir," Belletti still insisted on that respectable title:
"That's why we can't believe it."
His complexion is tense, as if there is something unspeakable, he utters words from between his teeth:
"That is the blood of Can Xing, sir, the existence we have sworn to protect."
Beletti pointed to Thales, suppressing her voice:
"Why do you do this?"
Hearing the question from the former subordinate, Saker, who was originally smiling, slowly cooled his face.
The blood of Canxing...
I vowed to protect the existence of...
He paused for a few seconds, his expression seemed to be smiling.
"Because...this is my mission."
Sackel spoke softly, gentle and calm.
It's like saying good night before going to bed.
"Enough, Saker!"
Barney’s anger interrupted Belletti, who was still wanting to talk~IndoMTL.com~ I'm not in the mood to circle with you! "
Listening to Barney's angry rebuke, Sackel didn't respond, instead he hummed like a sleepwalking and nodded.
This makes Barney more angry.
"I don't know what you are hiding, but if you think that you are vague, you can perfuse it..."
The atmosphere began to change.
But as they saw their secrets back and forth, Thales, who was the center of the conversation, suddenly felt:
No.
They are not talking about me.
At least...
It's not just me.
Seeing that the conflict got worse, Naki, who was standing at the end, coughed fiercely.
"Uh, Barney? Boss Saker?"
He stretched out a hand to each side, managed to squeeze a smile, and worked hard to ease the conflict:
"Let me say, let's calm down..."
Naki miscalculated the situation.
The next second, Thales only felt his hair stand up, and a figure flashed in front of him!
"Huh!"
The sound of the wind whistles and the flames tremble!
"No!" Barney screamed furiously.
"Boom!"
Thyls tried to open his eyes.
But the next picture he saw was Belletti and Brie. Two tough fighters groaned and fell to the sides under the heavy blow until they hit the wall.
And knocked down their opponents-Saker, who had just been calm and self-controlling, had long since turned back into that fierce and murderous penalty knight!
He broke through the two in an instant, his momentum is as fierce as a mountain and a mountain, breaking through the air!
Thyls went straight to the shocked, unable to react.
Finally born!
(End of this chapter)
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