Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 81: “There are discounts”

"His Royal Highness! You are really loved among them-the citizens have not forgotten that it is the Kingdom of Stars, and it is the Royal Family of the Stars that guarantees such a prosperous life."

The speaker is Baron Limo, as the lord of the four local villages, his castle stands at the center of the four villages. To the south, you can see the Fuxing Avenue full of yellow fallen leaves in the center, and to the north, you can see the unique birch forest in the north.

This was the fourteenth morning when they went north to Exeter. They stopped to supply supplies several times along the way. If it goes well, they will be able to enter the north this afternoon and arrive at Broken Dragon Fortress tomorrow night.

Although Baron Limo is only more than 30 years old, his obesity is comparable to that of the old Duke of Cullen. I saw that the baron smiled so hard that he could not even see his eyes, facing the second prince of the Star Kingdom, the second prince of the Star Kingdom, His Royal Highness Thales Canxing, who was surrounded by people with smiles all over the face, warmly said:

"Leaders are looking forward to your coming, and they are very proud. The renewal of the Canstar royal family is really the love of the sunset goddess," Baron Limo stroked his stomach and smiled: "I believe that the future Under your highness, the stars will definitely be more prosperous and happier than ever!"

"After all, we are descendants of the empire!"

Tyles walked in the village where he was clean and spotless, and even the snow stains had been swept away. He maintained a basic smile and waved to the brightly dressed leaders around him.

Beside him, Wya, Chora, and five Canstar's private soldiers nervously isolate him from the crowd, followed by Edda who is slouched by the walking posture.

"We'd better leave right away, Your Highness," Qiao La, the leader of the Can Star Private Soldier, said with a serious face: "This is really not a good idea."

"Indeed," Wiya stopped a squire. "Your mission is to go out, not to inspect-you are just passing here."

Tyles nodded, and in an inadvertent moment, he made a few gestures that no one could understand in the distance.

How?

Wiya frowned at the prince's gesture.

He looked displeased in the other direction of the village. Sure enough, Rolf's figure appeared in a remote and secluded place at an appropriate time, racking his brains, and stroking two gestures back towards Telsby.

Behind, fake, all.

Fake.

Oh.

Tyles felt sad and looked at the nearest seven or eight-year-old child.

Similar to him.

The child has a dark complexion, skinny and skinny, wrapped in a thick suit that obviously doesn’t fit. He has a pair of small hands in his sleeves that can’t be taken out at all. His eyes are full of fear and flinching, but he just forces himself. , Showing a false smile.

The middle-aged man with numb eyes waved his rough and deformed hands strenuously.

A timid woman wearing a headscarf, wearing a totally unmatched top and bottom outfit, the top outfit is obviously closer to the popular style of the royal capital.

An old man nearly sixty years old, surrounded by a funny cloak like a noble shelter from rain, and a pair of thin pants, shivered with cold in a corner that no one could see.

And... the spotless village, everyone welcomes it—Tyers sighed and looked at Baron Limo with a smile.

When he is a fool?

It turns out that this world also has Potemkin Village.

"The supply should be complete," Thales made another incomprehensible gesture to Rolf in the distance, shook his head, and whispered to Huaiya and Jora: "Let's go."

Wiya also glared at the deep-faced Rolf in the distance, and followed Tyres with Jora.

Obviously he is the servant of the second prince.

Under Baron Limo’s reluctant stay and thankful farewell, the Star Kingdom went north to Exeter’s mission convoy, ready to set off.

"I thought you enjoyed the feeling of being embraced by everyone."

The deputy envoy of the mission, Lord Putila took out a pipe from nowhere, lit a thick smoke that was unpleasant to look at, breathed and puffed, and looked at the second prince mockingly.

"No."

"I prefer to enjoy the kind of sincere, unpretentious, unpretentious, but sincere support," Thales smiled and took the water from the guards: "instead of watching them being forced to wear by the lord The clothes and accessories prepared in advance, squeeze out the most deliberate smile, and are full of lies about the happiness of life. In the village that has been cleaned up early, there is no reason to welcome a prince they don’t really like."

Thyls sighed softly: "Guess, how many of them have smiles like flowers on their faces, but are they full of hatred for this sudden prince?"

"No one." Unexpectedly, Putila denied his words: "If you insist, there is probably only the fat baron."

Thyls raised his eyebrows.

"Don't take yourself too importantly, your majesty the future king," Putila spit out a sigh of smoke: "In the eyes of many people, the weight of a nine-pointed star is not as heavy as a wheat ear. "

"The wheat ears can feed them, what can the nine-pointed star do? Oh, it's still good," Putila chuckled, "For example, the lord can feed them a full meal and send out some clothes they don’t want. , To respectfully welcome a passing nine-pointed heir."

Tyles’ face was heavy. Before getting on the carriage, he finally took a look at the village at the junction of the northern border and the Central Territory. He couldn’t help but said, “This is the intersection of Fuxing Avenue and the birch forest. All the commodities you receive will pass through here. There is no shortage of land and hunting forest, but the people here are still so poor-is it excessive deductions, land problems, or heavy taxes?"

"Change the word!"

"Baron Limo is one of the vassals of the Earl of Tarron, who levies taxes for the latter and responds to the enlistment. The Tarrons are distant relatives and supporters of the Star Royal Family. Why are the villagers here so poor? Say," Putila hummed two eye circles from his nose, and said ironically: "It's because the rulers of the territory are really too loyal and patriotic."

Tyles was silent for ten seconds, until Wya interrupted his contemplation.

"His Royal Highness, that veteran has been reluctant to go, and still follows us."

Huiya pointed at a staggering figure behind and sighed: "According to your instructions, we have been supplying him, but..."

"We have already passed the Glacier City of the Taren's house, but he has no clothes to keep out the cold. As he goes further north..."

"Tell me to say that we can hand him over to the baron," Jora touched her red hair, "so you don't have to worry about him starving to death or falling down on the road."

"You see him, I guess that veteran is not very good at dealing with nobles, and the baron, probably will put him directly into the dungeon," Thales shook his head, looking at Jenard in the distance Stubborn figure:

"And he is... after all, the guard of the late Duke John, and he is in the same line as Can Xing."

Tyles' eyes flickered, thinking of the young brother of the king in the tomb.

Star God of War, Sodara Liberator, Duke of Star Lake, John L.K. Star, 613-660

"Then take him."

Thyls looked at his assistant envoy suspiciously.

Lord Putila was annoyed to find that his pipe had been frozen again, and he fumbled with his pocket, or Wiya sighed, took out the flint and walked forward.

"Let me say that with such perseverance, I have followed us on foot for half a month-thank you, it can be considered as saving my old life-if it is not the most loyal subordinate, it is the most dangerous enemy."

Putila lit his pipe and looked at the back of the convoy, the carriage with a coffin, disdainfully said:

"No matter which, you have a reason to bring him in and put him under your observation and control--anyway, doesn't you have everything in your misty caravan?"

Thyls frowned, pretending not to hear Putila complaining to him about the blood companion: "Loyal subordinates and dangerous enemies-I don't want to risk betting on one of the possibilities."

"It's hard to say," Putila took a puff of smoke, and closed his eyes comfortably: "Sometimes, it's possible for both."

Thyls rolled his eyes helplessly.

"His Royal Highness, that veteran?" Huaiya asked tentatively.

Thyls groaned for a while, and suddenly walked towards the veteran of the Star Legion, and Rolf behind him silently followed.

Huaiya was taken aback for a moment, and quickly caught up with the second prince. At the same time, he glanced at the ghost of the wind unhappily. After passing him, he unconsciously stepped forward and became the person closest to the prince.

Wiya felt that his status as a servant was being seriously threatened by this silver-faced man who had to rely on prostheses to walk.

For example, the kind of sign language that only he and the prince can understand.

"Veteran!" Thales said from a distance: "What is your name?"

Jenard, holding his arms trembling in the cold, raised his head and saw the nine-pointed star embroidered on Thales, his eyes lit up.

He remembered the scene when the lazy middle-aged duke walked out of the barracks for the first time and bumped into him.

The Duke.

"Jie, Jenard." He shivered.

"Still not willing to give up, do you?" Thales squinted. "But you know, I can't let you follow us—you were sent by Jayne Kevin Deere, and I didn’t Don’t believe him."

Jenard was taken aback, and quickly defended: "I am not in the same group with them. I was caught by them... I don't know why they sent me here..."

"But for more than ten days, why are you following me?" Thales interrupted him and stared directly at Genard's face: "Give me a reason to believe in you."

Jenard looked at Thales in a daze.

So is it.

He is not a duke after all.

He won't believe me.

If it is the Duke, he will probably smile mysteriously, then pat his shoulder, lavishly ask him to get a piece of food, and then put down the sentence "I will be watching you", and leave with confidence .

But it is also the character of the duke that will...will...

The 30-year-old veteran gritted his teeth and raised his head:

"On the way I was detained, I heard those who detained me say, Your Highness—Your Highness, are going to Exeter? Use your own life to calm the anger and hatred of the people in the North?"

Thyls stared at him without saying a word.

Jenard hugged his arms and tremblingly said: "Please let me follow you and follow the nine-pointed star."

Thyls didn't speak.

When Gernard was anxious, His Royal Highness the Second Prince spoke slowly.

"I heard," Thales let out a sigh of relief: "You used to be a member of the Star Army, Duke John-my father's uncle's guard?"

Jenard's eyes darkened.

"Yes."

And I failed him.

"If it is for the loyalty of the fellows of the Starlight Legion," Thales said coldly: "You can continue to return to the capital to serve my father and King Kessel."

"I have been in the royal capital and have served him for twelve years," the dusty-faced Gernard, panting hard, looked at Thales: "And now, I have nowhere to go."

Yes.

The Starlight Legion was disbanded. Most people followed the captain to the Broken Dragon Fortress and fought three **** battles with the Exeters. After the agreement was signed, they continued to guard the border of the stars in the bitter cold.

But he did not go.

He wants to stay and continue to work for the Nine-pointed Star and the Canopy Star Family in the capital.

Atonement for yourself.

But...

That Kessel...

Jenard smiled sadly when he remembered his insensitive career in the city defense team for twelve years.

Tyles looked at him and sighed deeply.

"Go to Jora—the redheaded one." In the surprised eyes of Jenard, Thales pursed his lips: "Since you are a veteran, let him arrange a position for you-- The group cannot leave useless people."

Jenard shivered, toward Thales.

He was agitated, two lines of tears flowed uncontrollably.

Tyles was taken aback. He couldn't bear this kind of scene the most, so he turned around and left.

This time, Wiya followed closely, not forgetting to glance at Rolf.

But Rolf looked at the tearful veteran.

Another one, a lost person?

Just like me.

Tyles went further and further.

If he was John's guard, if he had participated in those wars.

Thyls thought: Then he must have experienced the truth behind the Scarlet Year.

The truths I want to know.

The second prince boarded the carriage without saying a word. The convoy continued to set off and drove off Fuxing Avenue into the birch forest unique to the northern border.

In the evening of the next day, when the caravan with the double star flag finally arrived at the edge of the birch forest, the heavy snow began to fall continuously, and everything around it began to become silvery white.

"Please pay attention to the temperature, my lord, from now on," as they stopped to rest, Wiya lit a torch in the fire created by the guards and approached Thales who was so cold: "The difference from Wangdu is that the snow without melting will become the norm."

"Have you been here?" Thales gratefully took the warm torch and exhaled his heat.

"Not only here," Wiya chuckled: "The Tower of End is located in the southwest of the junction of Exeter and the Comus Alliance, in the mountains to the north of the Great Desert—then the Desert War was fought. It's going to be fierce, and the road to the west is not accessible. I can only take a detour from the north to Exeter and report to the end tower."

Thyls, who was aroused by interest and curiosity, was about to inquire further when Putila came over.

"This year is colder than usual, and Broken Dragon Fortress will only be colder than here," Lord Putila took out a handful of thin snow on the ground, his face began to solemnly: "It is both good news and bad news. "

"How do you say?" Thales, who didn't know much about Northland and Exter, humbly asked the deputy envoy who was obviously knowledgeable, but who had never spoken to him.

"The good news is that the special'extremely cold' weather in the north will come sooner than before. No matter how good the Exterans are in winter operations, it is impossible to mobilize a large number of troops to start a battle in the dripping weather , Or siege fortresses-their supply lines will collapse due to the severe cold."

"The bad news is," Putila muttered, "If Rumba wants to take down the Broken Dragon Fortress, these days will be the last time."

Thyls's heart shuddered.

"Yes, my prince, Broken Dragon Fortress is not far away-if you still want to eliminate the flames of war, not just travel around the mountains and water," Putila and Rolf In his ugly face, he unceremoniously grabbed Thales’ torch and extinguished it in the snow: "It’s better to hurry up!"

At this moment, the woman in the cloak and the secret guard, Edda, who had been sluggish, suddenly got aroused and sat up!

"That--someone--" Edda stammered as she patted the snow on her body.

But she was interrupted immediately.

"Enemy Attack!"

In the distance, a voice shouted loudly!

It's the voice of the veteran--Jenard.

Tyles stood up abruptly, Wiya and Rolf by his side were faster than him, a sharp blade came out of the sheath, and the other blocked him tightly!

"Jorah!" Putilay exclaimed calmly.

"In an array!" Jora yelled, and the thirty Canopy private soldiers shouted, their swords unsheathed, shields formed a wall, surrounding Thales, forming a famous star array.

But Thales--he was tightly guarded by two people, the attendant and the ghost of the wind--looking around suspiciously, at the birch forest in the evening.

Where is the enemy?

The next moment, he doesn't have to wonder anymore.

The shadowy figure appeared strangely and instantly behind almost every tree around.

There are at least twenty.

Thyls's heart shuddered.

He has seen this sudden appearance.

It's like—an animation skips frames.

The guards of the Canopy Star set off torches at the location of the enemy and teleported to several key points of the circle to provide lighting.

The fire light illuminates the surroundings.

Wearing Chinese clothes and armor (the two appear on everyone's body at the same time), one by one emerged from the dim woods, there are males and females~IndoMTL.com~Everyone has a figure Upright and handsome.

But everyone had sharp eyes and looked at them coldly.

As if looking at a mortal prey.

"Who is coming!" Putila also drew out a sword, holding a torch, and shouted calmly.

Under the surprised eyes of all the stars, a slender figure slowly stepped forward dignified and quietly.

That is a woman.

A suffocatingly beautiful woman I saw for the first time after Thales came across.

How do you say that sentence—being breathtakingly beautiful?

She wore a well-tailored black dress, just right to hold out her figure, her face was soft, her hair was silver, and her purple eyes seemed to be shining with tears, making her lovely.

If Guo is placed on Red Square Street, he is definitely a nobleman at the Duke level and can only be seen.

Just listen to this lovely beauty who can't see her age, slowly opening her mouth.

Obviously, her face is pitiful, but at this moment, she is like a robot, cold and authentic:

"Everyone, well."

"Under..."

"Cortrina Van Corleone."

"The enemy likes to call me—weeper."

Everyone's breathing stopped for an instant.

For the first time, Thales looked behind him, the carriage with the black coffin in it, surprised.

Corleone?

Cortlinna?

The cryer?

That's not...

But everything in front of me continues.

I saw this, with a lovely and innocent appearance, the beauty in black, with watery eyes shining, but the tone was like a cold wind, slowly saying:

"I order you now."

"Hand over my sister."

"Then all..."

She has sharp eyes and presses her hands on her abdomen.

"Sleep here."