Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 190: Rebirth (Medium 3)

There is no word that perfectly describes the dungeon at this moment.

After the neat gasp, for several seconds, the heartbeat of everyone could only be faintly heard in the air, and it seemed that even loud breathing had become a luxury.

A few seconds later, the torch in Barney's hand desperately burned the last few flames and finally went out completely.

The dungeon was plunged into endless darkness, only the unpleasant smell of smoke was left, and the few living people seemed to have all turned into corpses, motionless.

It's like going back to the black path.

So, Thales was in this silence and darkness, feeling the sound of breathlessness in front of him and behind him, and trance through the most special seconds of his life.

At this moment, the darkness seemed to become his shield, burying his fear, numbing his pain, and blocking all kinds of eyes.

Finally, with a few rustling sounds, someone in the guard groped tremblingly and lit another torch in the sound of the flint.

Tyles squinted his eyes to adjust to the fire, as if he was back on earth.

"I don't, I don't understand... disasters, magicians... they shouldn't be... a thousand years ago... immortal..." As a scout, Cannon held up the new source of fire and shook subconsciously He held his head, his lips trembled, but he couldn't form a complete sentence.

His eyes couldn't leave Thales, and Brie beside him was even completely stunned.

But with Cannon’s reaction, everyone boiled like hot spring water!

"His Royal Highness, this joke..." Penal officer Beletti couldn't digest the latest news at all. He stared at Saker incoherently:

"The watchman, sir! He means he is, he can, he will... this is another lie, isn't it?"

Taldin looked at Thales with surprise in his eyes: "What the hell... the prince is a disaster?"

"Candy Star Royal Family... Damn, what did they do this time?"

Thyls stared quietly at the wound on his palm, ignoring the uproar around him.

It is strange that Thales feels that he is extremely calm at this moment—not the "calmness" that made him so indifferent and even scared when he knocked, nor was he forced by the crime of the prison river in a dangerous situation. The "calm" that came down was really real, letting go of everything, and removed the anxiety, as if the chess player stared at the chessboard calmly.

"My God."

Semir's eyes switched back and forth between Thales and Thacker.

"Sacuel, your previous words, those words about Queen Fiosa being a disaster, and your determination to accomplish your mission... They are not all lies, are they?" Without saying a word, he just stared at the calm Thales blankly, with sadness and doubts in his eyes.

Semir gritted his teeth, trying to sustain himself between shock and anger:

"Impossible, his age... Is he really only fourteen years old? If not, what does he have to do with the Scarlet Year?"

"What the **** is your **** mission!"

Tyles watched each of them's reactions and understood a lot in one breath and one breath.

So...

The young man raised his mouth slowly.

That’s how it feels.

He can even feel that the eyes behind him looking at him are different.

There are some other impurities in the conviction and respect that Thales has finally built up.

Fear? disgust? doubt? unknown? Exclusion?

But that doesn’t matter anymore, does it?

"Hey, that fake Huaiya!"

"It's you, my'nephew', you already knew all of this, right?" Taldin understood what he had learned, turned his head and looked at the back, lowered his head and drew his chest, trying to eliminate his sense of existence. rope.

"Huiya? Nephew? Huh?"

A sharp spirit staring at Thales’ fast rope in shock, clasped his crossbow in embarrassment, and smiled innocently:

"Oh! I, no, uh, that...I am also the first time..."

At the moment when the dungeon was about to become a pan of porridge, a muffled noise exploded out of thin air!

Da!

"Quiet!"

The sound was heard far in the empty storage room, and everyone suddenly stopped.

It's Barney.

He just threw away the extinguished torch on his hand, attracting everyone's attention.

I saw the vanguard officer's face pale, sweeping everyone with the harshest eyes, and finally turned back to Thales.

Tyles took a breath, smiled and turned to look at him.

"My sword is gone."

After a while, Barney, who was full of contradictions, said.

"Just when I..."

He looked at the broken sword lying behind Thales.

With Barney's hesitating words, everyone began to ring in their memories.

"It's not a coincidence, is it you?"

Talston pursed his lips for a few seconds.

"Yes."

The prince is low and authentic.

Little Barney opened his mouth and looked at him in disbelief, before turning to the two remains on the ground a few seconds later.

"Why, why am I..."

Little Barney stared at the dead Naki and Nai, his expression became very complicated.

"Why don't you save... them?"

Thyls paused.

At that moment, after experiencing Toros's teachings flashed before him, he was using magic in the "contact" stage.

The kind of indifference that is absolutely unreasonable.

And the blood all over the floor.

In the dungeon, it seemed to have entered a strange stage. Everyone was full of surprise and doubt, but in the strange atmosphere and tacit understanding, no one spoke, just staring at Thales in unison.

"I want to, but I can't do it."

Thyls sighed and lowered his head:

"Sorry."

Barney was silent for a long time, and finally bowed his head.

"Really."

A faint sorrow spread, and Barney's words seemed to have some magic power, and Thales suddenly felt that the gaze behind him was no longer so dazzling.

Until Thacker's voice rang in the air.

"Why."

The dumb and dull voice of the penalty knight attracted everyone's attention.

"Why? Why are you telling them?"

I saw Sackel raised his head in the dimness, staring at Thales, his face mixed with hesitation, pain, sadness, disappointment and sorrow.

"You may not be afraid of death, but at least...you don't need to...you don't need to bear these..."

Sac'el's eyes suddenly became very sad:

"You can die in their admiration and respect, instead of—"

In the sentimental questioning of the penalty knight, Thales sighed.

"But they will hate you."

The penalty knight is slightly stagnant:

"They?"

Tels looked at Thacker in silence, at the blood and dust all over his body, at the obvious tired and painful expression on his face, at the conspicuous and ugly look on his forehead Branding.

Sackel.

This strong fighter is almost invincible.

I don't know how heroic he was when he was young?

Thyls smiled: "I know that for some reason, my identity, you will not say it when you die-and you have done it well and remained tight-lipped afterwards, and then willingly died in their hands In preparation."

Tyles turned his head and glanced at the guards behind him. Many of them were still immersed in surprise and doubt.

Barney was taken aback:

"Us?"

Tyles ignored him, but turned around and sighed to the knight:

"They respect me, so yes, they will resent you."

"One more time."

Sackel was stunned.

"If I don't say it, then after my death, the misunderstanding that you have finally solved will deepen again."

The expression on Thales's words was a little sad:

"Again, you will be abandoned, hated, and regarded as a madman and a traitor by your most cherished companions."

"You will die with their resentment."

Barney Jr. and others watched their conversation suspiciously.

Sachel froze completely in place.

After a while, he gasped and spoke:

"I don't understand."

Thyls sneered slightly, as if he had figured out something.

"Sakeel, in order to serve the kingdom, defend the royal family, protect your companions, and guard your beliefs," Thales said with a heavy heart:

"In the past eighteen years, you have clearly carried so much past and paid such a heavy price..."

Tyles raised his head and looked at the void, as if a dazzling silver figure appeared before his eyes.

The hero who was forgotten by the world.

And the voice that seems to sound in my heart:

[It’s been a long time since I died... a long, long time... so long that I don’t remember how long it was...]

Thyls was in a daze.

The silver figure stood in the bottomless darkness, facing countless souls alone, radiating a scene of great and tiny light, as if to appear in front of him again.

That figure has been alone for countless years, sacrificing himself, shouldering the greatest selfless mission, and guarding the people and things he once loved the most.

But no one knows, no one understands.

But he was still smiling, no complaints, no help, and calm down.

[May the mountains tolerate your footprints, and may the earth protect your journey. 】

Tyles took a deep breath, pulling his spirit out of the nihilistic past, trying to return to the present.

Return to the penalty knight.

"But you never got understanding."

"Never."

"Eighteen years, you can only bear the burden from beginning to end, and face the cost alone."

Thyls's mood sank, his face darkened.

Like that unknown lonely hero.

Even if buried deep underground, he will not hesitate to ignite himself and disperse the darkness where there is no light and hope.

Even if he could not sink, he tried his best to stretch his hands up and lift the drowning people to see the sun again.

Even though the past has passed away, he is still stubborn, sticking to his original promise to the past.

No one knows.

No one cares.

There is no end.

There is no pardon.

[Thank you for bringing her greetings. 】

He looked at Thacker seriously, his eyes trembling slightly.

"The worst thing is that in the end, the penalty knight is still misunderstood, hated, hated, and ignored by the people he cares about and cherish the most-by the people you want to protect most, misunderstood as traitors, lunatics, and villains ."

Thyls whispered, and everyone in the guard behind him reacted with different expressions.

But all of them locked their stunned gaze on Thacker's body.

Sachel breathed in a trance.

"The story of your life is about other people, Saker, kingdoms, guards, brothers, responsibilities, missions... everything is on your shoulders," Thales said, pausing slightly, in his voice Hidden exhaustion and sorrow that cannot be concealed:

"You are the only one without yourself."

Sac'el shook his right hand holding the weapon.

Thyls sighed and sighed:

"No one knows what you do and no one appreciates it."

"You can only sit alone in countless cold nights, silently counting the past, the only consolation is the faith in your heart..."

"Even the final curtain and death..."

Tyles' voice is very soft.

"Although you don't care, but..."

Thyls is quiet and authentic:

"This makes me a little sad."

Sackel gasped in a daze, looking at the boy in disbelief.

"Sacker."

Talston took a moment, and then slowly said: "You have been burdened so much, you should no longer be misunderstood and hated."

In a few seconds.

"It makes no sense."

Sacuel’s trembling and hoarse voice spread:

"Do you think you did anything smart? Have mercy on me? Probably? Shake me?"

The penalty knight bowed his head slightly, his eyes hidden in the dark under his eyebrows, he slammed the axe handle tightly and gritted his teeth.

"You were wrong."

Sachel pressed his own tone forcibly, but he couldn't restrain the trembling in his arm that was caused by pain or mood:

"All of what you are doing now makes no sense to me."

Tyles exhaled and looked at the darkness between Thacker's eyebrows.

"But it makes sense to me."

He lowered his head, his tone was sad and lamented.

"To us."

Sacuel was startled again.

"You guys?"

Thyls nodded, smiling bitterly.

"My family, star."

A second later, Thacker's chest began to fluctuate visibly!

Thyls looked up again:

"If I guessed correctly, the king Eddie appointed you as the watchman of the Royal Guard."

"The same him, involved you in his family's internal fighting and ruined your entire life."

"King Kessel was ruthlessly and unfairly imprisoned you, causing you to fall to this day."

Tyles' eyes were dim, and he knocked on his chest with a sigh:

"As for eighteen years later, it was the sudden intrusion of another star that broke your tranquility and rekindled your nightmare eighteen years ago."

Thyls tried to look at each other with the most indifferent gaze:

"The tragedy in you, Saker, no matter what is right or wrong, right or wrong, comes from the blood of the noblest but most indifferent kingdom."

At that moment, Sackel remained silent, but his breathing became confused.

"The irony is that even to this day, you still think about fulfilling the duties of the royal guard and protecting our reputation."

"Although for various reasons, you won't have any complaints against the royal family...but it must be very hard."

Tyles’ voice is a bit lonely:

"I think we...the Stars family owes you too much."

He saw that Thacker's fist was tightened.

But Thales ignored it, but continued to look at the remains on the ground, and his voice was hoarse when he remembered the scene when the two had just left:

"You know, as Thales Canstar, facing you..."

"I can comfort Naji and Nai as a farewell to the death;"

"I can forgive Tardin and them and talk about their pain;"

"I can inspire Barney, who has been devastated, to help him stand back and face life."

Barney, Belletti, Tardin... the people behind the prince looked at him in a daze.

"But you, Saker..."

Thyls deflected his gaze to avoid looking at the knight, as if he could relax a little this way:

"As a powerless prince, I cannot change the tragedy of the past, cannot wash away your grievances, cannot revert to the old case appointed by the king, cannot give you the justice you deserve, or even give you what you cherished. People have a slightly fair explanation."

Thyls looked at the two corpses on the ground unwillingly, thinking of the countless bones in the cell, not without sadness:

"In the face of you who have given so much, lost so much, and endured so much, I really don't know what else I can do for you."

"So, if you and I are destined to die here..."

"Then I want to go unhindered, whether it's letting go of my own fears or resolving your guilt," Thales smiled bitterly and ugly, like a patient at the last moment:

"I also want you to walk peacefully and peacefully."

Sackel didn't move.

"I don't want other people to continue to hate you. I don't want you to be alone and bear sins that do not belong to you in the dark."

"I want them to understand you—at least try to understand you."

Tyles lowered his head and sighed again, feeling like he wanted to breathe out all the anger of today.

"Compared with this..."

The prince looked up.

This time, there was no bitterness and hesitation on the boy's face, only a relaxed and relieved smile, facing the crumbling penalty knight:

"My secrets are not that important anymore, are they?"

Among the crowd, Fastrope looked at Thales in a daze.

He wasn't the only one who responded.

Sackel did not answer, nor did he move.

Tyles shook his head, concealed the sadness a little tighter, and tried to lift a second smile:

"So, it's not just me."

Thyls looked directly at Thacker, but turned his head to look at the rest of the people:

"This is also for them."

"They?" Thaker replied in a daze.

As soon as this sentence was spoken, everyone in the surrounding guards reacted.

Just listen to the prince calmly and earnestly:

"They should know, no matter what their chief and watchman were like in those days and days: Immanu Sackel was never a loyal traitor for his own personal gain, nor was he lost after years of imprisonment. Reasonable lunatic."

Taldin sighed and lowered his head, Cannon twisted his face in pain, and Brie looked sad.

"They should know that you are still the Saker that they believe, admire, and love, and you are still the one who insists on your beliefs, abides by sacred duties, and loves your brothers and sisters-punishment Knight."

Semir looked conflicted, Belletti looked sad.

"They need to know what you have done for them, and know your sacrifices, hard work and struggle-even your most unreasonable actions are just to carry out your mission to eliminate terrible disasters."

Barney clutched his injured right arm tightly, bit his lower lip, and his eyes became more complicated when he looked at Thacker.

"They need to know that they owe you an apology and a thank you to the watchman of the guard."

I don't know when it will begin, but Thaker, who buried himself in the dark, is motionless.

Listening to all of this, Semir closed his eyes and turned his head away.

Little Barney, who had just walked out of the gloom, stared at Thacker, with endless sadness hidden in his eyes.

The others are not much better.

Another unspeakable silence.

Thyls chuckled lightly, flat and quiet:

"Sorry, this is the last thing I can do for you."

He stared at Thacker seriously:

"At least, you don't have to endure alone and grit your teeth."

"At least, I can let them see the real you, let them understand, let them see the burden that you carry-you have suffered too many injustices and misunderstandings, and I don't want my death to become Part of it."

"At least I hope that after today, the darkness, the darkness you will struggle with in the future, will be less cruel and cold."

Thyls said sentence by sentence, but Thacker in front of him just bowed his head deeply, burying his face out of the light.

Finally, the teenager who felt another burst of dizziness sighed deeply.

He lifted his lips, sneered and shook his head:

"So, yes, I am a disaster."

"The conversation is over."

Sackel seemed to be stunned, and the others were silent.

Until Thales sighed.

"Okay, now," the young man looked at Saker in front of him with relief:

"End it all."

The silence lasted for nearly ten seconds.

Finally, Thacker in the dark slowly raised the axe blade.

His hands are slow, even shaking.

But still lifted it up.

Thyls closed his eyes silently.

Wait for that moment.

And he didn't wait long.

Clang!

The muffled sound of a metal crash!

"You know, if he is what he said," Barney Jr.'s weak voice sounded:

"Then you are just in vain."

Tyles took a heavy breath and opened his eyes.

On top of his head, Barney Jr. held the long sword he had used to commit suicide against Thacker's axe blade.

The severely injured vanguard officer had his right arm folded, and he was holding the sword with his left arm intact, which seemed to be quite difficult.

And Thaker who was opposite him also abolished his left arm, looking evenly matched.

Little Barney glanced at Thales, who was calm as before, and sneered:

"You don't have a legendary anti-devil weapon, you can't kill him?"

In the corner where no one noticed, the sweaty fast rope pulled his clothes subconsciously, trying to cover the crossbow in his arms.

Sackel still lowered his head, hiding his eyes in the darkness.

He gritted his teeth and uttered with difficulty:

"He is not yet a qualified calamity. There is a record in the secret library... He can still be prevented before the final step leads to catastrophe."

Thyls cocked his mouth, sighed and nodded:

"He may be right."

But little Barney replied politely:

"I didn't ask you, little prince."

Tyles' face froze.

Barney Jr. turned around to face Thackerel and shook his head.

"Secretary's record? Qualified?"

"So what, do you have to take an exam to be a disaster?"

Sac'el's axe blade began to tremble.

His tone was unstable, and he became unhappy at the moment: "This is not a joke!"

"Get out of the way, you already know that he is..."

But Barney suddenly shouted!

"So what?"

"According to your statement, the first king had one before!"

Thyls watched Barney's behavior in silence, gritted his teeth, only felt his chest sink slightly.

The Vanguard's arm shook, and the two intertwined sword and ax blades separated in the air.

Sackel was silent.

After he saw Barney Jr., Belletti and Tardin did not know when they had re-armed, and walked behind Thales.

Cannon and Brie are close behind.

They all looked at him with relief.

The knight's axe shook slightly.

"You don't understand..." Sacker's words were full of ambivalence:

"The empire... the kingdom cannot fall into the same trap."

Little Barney snorted.

It seems that he has changed back to the chief vanguard of the guard who looked at Thacker all over.

"I know, even if you are seriously injured, I still can't stop you," Barney hissed in pain, and raised the sword again with difficulty:

"Not to mention myself...not much better."

Little Barney lifted his leg, his eyes fired, and walked towards Saker with difficulty until the two were close to each other.

"But, please listen to me, Saker."

In the darkness, Thacker didn't move at all, the axe in his hand tightened.

Unexpectedly, when Barney stood in front of him, he suddenly let go of all his expressions, and sighed sadly.

"Sorry."

At that moment, Thacker was stunned when he was ready.

"Barney, you..."

I saw Barney turned to look at the ground, as if speaking to the air stiffly:

"I never convinced you, but today, ah..."

Sackel didn't speak, but opened his mouth slightly surprised.

"I have to say, your majesty and the old captain's vision is very accurate," Barney Jr. said with a look of loss and self-deprecation:

"You are really better than me as a watchman."

Barney opened his mouth, pondered hard for a long time, and finally said the word:

"Sir."

Sacele shuddered slightly.

"And that..." Barney Jr. stared at the floor tiles under Thacker's feet, as if not daring to raise his head.

Barney's left hand held the hilt upside down, hesitated again and again, but still raised it tremblingly.

"Thank you."

The next second, with his left fist squeezed, he hammered twice quickly and hesitantly on Thacker's right shoulder.

Puff, puff.

Two muffled sounds of fists touching shoulders.

One touch, it breaks, like a dragonfly touching water--no, it's a bit poisonous.

Because it seems that a bit more will kill him.

After doing all this, Barney seemed to have completed the most difficult task, taking a breath.

He also turned around as if fleeing, and ran back to the original confrontation position in three or two steps.

The corners of Thales's mouth are slightly tilted.

"Okay, the debt is paid off."

Little Barney swept away all the twisted and embarrassed expressions, and looked at it coldly: "Let’s fight."

But Thaker stayed where he was, motionless.

The face he stayed at work in the dark is still unreal.

Until the other figure crossed Barney Jr. and walked towards Thaker.

What's surprising is that this person actually stuck directly to Sackel's right shoulder, stretched out his left hand, and gently clasped the opponent's back.

"This may be the last time we have embraced, sir."

Sac'el's axe shook slightly.

I saw Beletti pressed against Thacker’s right shoulder, patted his back, choked up:

"Sunset, I really miss being in the penalty wing, when I was under your hands."

At that moment, Thaker's shoulders trembled slightly.

He took a deep breath and exhaled it long.

The knight's breathing became louder and louder.

"You shouldn't let me be a penalty officer," Belletti smiled sadly, turning his head with a trembling voice, trying not to look at each other:

"You know... I'm terrible, I never did a bad job."

He patted Sacker's back hard, and the latter shook especially hard.

Beletti closed her eyes and turned back to Barney's side, not daring to look at Zackel.

"Sorry, sir," Cannon did not step forward. The scout sobbed and bowed his head: "Back then..."

"Sorry, it was us, we messed up everything..."

"It's our fault..."

Sackel exhaled in pain.

"Woo," Brie next to Cannon made an unknown voice:

"Woo."

"Ah, he probably said that he regrets it," Tardin sighed, ignoring Brie's protest, showing his last pale smile:

"But...we are the one who hurt you and others, Sir Saker."

Taldin looked at the remains on the ground without a thought:

"But at least, we can ‘the Anxi Emperor’s side’ together, just like those thirty fools."

"We will be reunited."

Sac'el's axe's blade jittered more and more.

"Hey."

It's Semir.

"Although I am no longer a guard."

"But I owe you a thank you, sir." The Sword of Disaster snorted, as if he didn't care, but didn't realize his attitude was the same as Barney Barney: "Thanks to you, I To escape."

For the first time, Thacker opened his mouth, trying to say something, but he stopped talking.

Semir sighed, his voice lowered:

"And if it weren't for my escape, you wouldn't have been guilty of solitary confinement."

"Anyway, I still owe you an apology."

Semir looked away, gritted his teeth hard, closed his eyes and said:

"Sorry."

"I don't have any sense of the guard's mission anymore, but... this kid can't die, so..."

Semuel shrugged and said nothing.

Sackel did not respond, but the veins on his hand moved slightly.

As Semir's voice fell, the guards sighed together, as if they had accomplished a major event.

Thakel remained silent.

"Now."

Little Barney raised the corners of his mouth, looked at Thacker, and said with relief:

"Come and die."

However.

"Wait..."

There was a faint sound of sobbing that was not so harmonious.

"Me too, I'm sorry too..."

Thyls turned his head, and saw the fast rope wipe his eyes, making a low voice.

Huh?

One second later ~IndoMTL.com~ Under the strange eyes of everyone "what are you crying", the quick rope's face suddenly reacted stiff.

His sorrowful expression disappeared instantly, and he stepped back subconsciously, showing an awkward smile:

"Um, that...atmosphere, atmosphere, atmosphere..."

This time, no one scolded him, no one rolled his eyes, and no one stopped him.

On the contrary, Barney, Tardin, Belletti... They just turned around together, dragged the weakest body, with the deepest consciousness, stood beside Thales, facing Sack El raised their weapons.

Face their final battle.

I know, I was wrong! This chapter has not finished "Rebirth", the word count is over!

It's okay, there is the next chapter, after twelve o'clock, it will be published next year.

(End of this chapter)

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