Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 127: Left hand crown, right hand magic power

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"This is where you can find the best place?"

Ashida slowly turned around, pacing, and surveyed the entire study.

"Of course, welcome to Star Lake Castle."

Thyls walked to the window and looked at the star lake under the moonlight, with a heroic atmosphere spreading his arms, as if he were a domineering posture:

"My fortress alone, secret, quiet, remote, safe--"

Without waiting for Thales to finish, there was a strange noise from the ceiling, rustling, dinging bells, from one end to the other.

Ashida glanced at the ceiling, expressionless.

This made Duke Xinghu's face a little uncontrollable.

"—It perfectly meets the requirements of your last letter. It is an excellent meeting place for us," Thales replied with a calm and calm voice, with a strange noise over the ceiling. "Not only is it far away from the Fuxing Palace, it also comes with natural Landscape..."

Before the voice was over, I heard a splash from the top of my head.

Sand——

A piece of dust spilled from the gap in the ceiling, covering Thales's confident face.

Ashida is still at ease, standing with her back on her back, without any dust—the dust and gravel are separated by a transparent barrier before it falls on him.

"Well, a little bit of a fly in the ointment," Thales's calmness disappeared. As he coughed, he was embarrassed to pat the dust off, "but don't worry, we have sent people to nearby villages and towns. I bought cat and rat poison, plan B is to go to Wing Star City to hire a professional rat catcher, without tearing down the roof..."

The magician of Qi ignored him and turned to look around:

The furnishings in the study are old and faded, there are occasionally uncleaned cobwebs and moths in the corners, and an open wooden window is groaning in the wind, shaking.

Tyles patted the top of his head back to his original hair color, walked to the desk and sat down calmly, leaning back.

"Everything is methodical and under control--"

Click!

The chair he was sitting on made a crisp noise before he finished speaking.

Tyles was short, leaning to one side, and the young man had to cling to the tabletop in embarrassment and skillfully, so as not to slip off.

"Damn it, the carpenter in the farm just came to fix it the day before..."

The Duke cursed angrily.

Ashida squinted at him without saying a word.

"Okay, okay, I know."

Thyls gave up his defense and sighed heavily.

"Xinghu Castle has just started, the conditions are limited, but don't worry..."

He reached out and grabbed the sky blue invitation card on the table, fold it back and forth skillfully, then leaned down, stuffed it under the collapsed chair leg to stabilize it, sarcastically:

"We have a good upward momentum and huge room for development."

Tyles twisted his hips to make sure that the chair was stable. Then he got up and sat down, but was stunned to find that the Qi Magician had already "sit" in front of the desk volley, his eyes were quiet and unwavering.

"I won't ask you to sit down anyway..."

The Duke of Xinghu flattened his mouth sourly, helpless and envious:

"You brought your own chair."

But Ashida did not respond to his joke.

The magician pointed slightly, and the mountain breeze that shook the window suddenly stopped.

Ashida has a mild temperature and a nice voice: "You are different."

"What?"

Aishida's voice is cold, and the mysterious blue light in her eyes seems to have some power:

"I said, you are different."

Thyls sneered.

"Yes, I have grown up."

Thyls bends the corners of his mouth, leaning back and holding his arms:

"By the way, after returning to China, you are probably the twentieth person to say this to me--it's a pity, only the top nineteen have prizes."

Axida remained motionless, only a pair of eyes shot directly into Thales's eyes.

"No."

The voice of the Qi magician is mechanical and hollow.

"My child, you are far from being so relaxed and easy on the surface."

"On the contrary, at this moment, you are impetuous, confused, and disturbed."

"Troubled by a cloud of fog that I can't see clearly."

Thyls narrowed his smile unknowingly.

Impetuous, confused, and restless.

His pocket with the covenant ring suddenly became heavy.

"The place where you become different is in the depths."

The magician is still staring at Thales, and the strange blue light overflows from his pupils, filling the entire eye socket.

"Deeper."

"The deepest part."

At that moment, Thales was unconsciously tight, and there was an illusion that his soul was being peeped.

The crimes of the prison river surging uncomfortably.

"God."

"What?" Thales was taken aback.

"When you hear this word," the magician said coldly, "what do you think of?"

Thyls reacted, this is the "training" they did in Longxiao City.

"But..."

"Answer me, now!"

Achida is uncharacteristically uncharacteristic and stern, almost like an order:

"God?"

Damn it.

It's been a long time since I've seen you. Anyway, a few words of greeting, here comes the class test?

Seeing the other's insistence, Thales sighed and answered the question.

"Vague, psychedelic," the young man lazily muttered about the gods, using his brain, what to say, "fuzzy, far away..."

But as the words spoke, Thales felt a little strange.

"It seems that it is not there, the future of the Tathagata, there is no real, but can it be that the imminent is here..."

Thyls frowned: Strange, these descriptions, I used to...

But Ashida couldn't let him think about it.

"The world."

The magician of Qi speaks faster and heavier than ever before. It seems to be urging Thales:

"World, what do you think of first? Hurry!"

Thyls's expression became serious.

"Everything, everything, contain, contain, fill," word by word popped out of Thales's heart, making him more and more puzzled, "extend, reproduce, continue, all kinds, everywhere... …"

Damn, why can't he say a complete sentence in a short time?

Why, such intermittent words appear in my mind?

Thyls wanted to continue, but Ashida gently raised her finger:

"Stop."

"Mr. Thackern," Thales asked in surprise, "what happened, I think..."

The magician raised his head, his eyes blue light like electricity:

"You are indeed different."

Tyles sank inwardly.

Ashida looked at him seriously.

"A few months ago, a magician tried to knock on the door," the magician of Qi said in a deep voice, "but it's different from the time you were in Longxiao City."

"This time... it was very cautious."

A few months ago, knocking on the door...

Thyls's heart is tight:

"Caution?"

The magician nodded:

"It's like standing in front of the door, touching the door with your finger, and then retracting the gesture before the first knock."

"It's more like a test."

The scene in the prison of bones appeared before him, and Thales swallowed his throat.

Ashida looked out the window with a misty expression:

"It even made me think that it was an illusion."

But he immediately turned his head and looked at Thales, who was worried:

"At first I didn't think it was you, because only a complete magician has that kind of control, but now, after I see you again..."

Ashida repeats the conclusion solemnly:

"You are different, right?"

With the feeling of being exposed for doing bad things, Thales had to sigh deeply:

"Yes."

Ashida has no expression on her face:

"I warned you that it is very dangerous to show magic power in front of people."

Thyls nodded helplessly.

"I was in trouble, as a last resort, so I tried, but I found that I kept raising the threshold and couldn't stop..."

"Reckless."

Thyls was a little unhappy, but he insisted on talking:

"I was close to knocking, but thanks to..."

His words were stagnant, and he remembered the magician who was on the threshold.

【I am your earliest predecessor. 】

[The worst role model. 】

[The worst future. 】

Ashida's words seem to be coming from a distance:

"Thanks to what?"

Thyls returned to his eyes, but what came out of his mind was another magician's reminder:

【Be careful with Ashida. 】

Tyles swallowed his throat and pulled out a smile:

"Thanks to you, Mr. Sackern."

A blue light flashed in Ashida's eyes.

"Your questions-gods, world, they suddenly appeared," Thales said carefully, "Every time I ask a question, I am sober, and finally... come back."

The magician was silent for a while:

"That's it? Nothing else?"

"Maybe," Thales recalled his skills in facing the black prophet, trying not to tell lies, "but, like a dream, everything is vague and hazy, and I don't remember when I wake up. "

Ashida was silent for a long time.

"Things, views, chaos, pure," the magician said quietly, "your advancement is much faster than I expected."

"Things, views...do you mind saying more?"

But Ashida just raised her finger lightly.

The surrounding air became fresh and cold, straight into the chest and lungs, causing Thales to shiver and awake a lot.

What are you doing?

"Get rid of distracting thoughts."

I saw Ashida solemnly said:

"Now, every time I say a word, you have to answer another word—the one you think of first. Don't hesitate, don't hesitate, answer with your instinct."

The shivering Thales had to nod his head.

"The sun?" Ashida asked.

"Broken." Thales replied quickly.

Wait, destruction?

Thyls reacted and frowned:

How could it be this?

If you give him a few more seconds, he will definitely answer other things, such as hot, endless, bright, eternal, etc.

But...broken?

"Starry sky?"

"Touch."

"Time?"

"Destroy."

"Mist."

"Call."

"The end?"

"Pause."

"Death?"

"Forgotten."

"Sky?"

"Prison."

"Power?"

At that moment, Thales opened his mouth, but his brain was blank.

Strength? What should the power be?

Why can't you think of it?

He gritted his teeth desperately and pulled out a related word from his memory: "The Power of Ending."

Ashida put down her finger.

The surrounding air is warm again.

"The last one is not counted," the Qi magician said lightly, "You hesitated."

Thyls was silent.

He doesn't need to ask, he knows that these answers are not quite right.

"What is this?"

"The original quiz—this is the name Toros later named and the first test he designed."

Aishida did not hide her personal secrets, and responded straightforwardly: "People first discovered the abnormalities of magicians not through their abilities, but in their thoughts and insights."

Hearing the familiar name, Thales rolled his eyes: "Who is Toros?"

"A senior." Ashida didn't want to say more.

"Because of the initial appointment with magic power, I cannot go into your magic power. I can only explore your understanding of foreign objects through a series of most primitive images, and distinguish the stage of magic power entering the territory from the side—just like using a The needle pierces the skin, brings out the blood, and obtains the diagnosis with minimal trauma and cost."

Primitive questioning.

Tyles tentatively said:

"So what about your diagnosis? Am I going to continue to be alive and well, eat and drink well? Or is the disease in the late stage, ready for funeral?"

The magician of Qi shook his head.

"I don't know. Obviously, you have already been exposed to magical energy in'out of control', so your answer will become—this is the proof of reaching the'thing' stage, which we generally call'contact者'."

But the problem is that there has never been an example of magical energy only after knocking on the door in history.

Asida thought silently.

Like a beginner with no foundation, he learned "one plus one equals two" after completing a series of complicated advanced calculation formulas.

Contacts.

Thyls chewed on the word and compared it with the knowledge he heard when he knocked on the door—to be precise, from the kind-hearted predecessor named Toros who couldn’t see his face— .

Ashida continued:

"But you are lucky to lose control and raise the threshold at the stage of'things', but you can return from the threshold of knocking in a timely manner...Historically, half of the contacts who have done so intentionally or unintentionally have become Idiots or lunatics, even monsters."

Thyls frowned:

Idiot, madman, monster?

"What about the other half?"

Aishida shook her head:

"I don't know, they disappeared."

disappeared.

Thyls was chilling.

"So, under what circumstances do I need to worry? When one day, I face every primitive question and answer ‘fuck you’?"

Achida glanced back at Thales.

His look is strange, even... strange.

"When I can't understand at all, or even hear your answer." The magician said lightly.

Can't understand, can't hear.

Thyls wondered:

"I don't understand?"

Ashida nodded:

"That's it."

Thyls became more confused: "What?"

But the next second, the magician changed his conversation, his tone was cold:

"Also, yes, if someone really dares to answer me with swear words, you should really worry about my temper."

Thyls shrinks his head.

"Then, I am already a so-called ‘contact’, what should I do next?"

"I don't know."

"Oh, you don't know—what?" Thales' eyes widened.

"According to the examples I know, starting from this step," Ashida shook her head, "The contacts of the magical energy should learn to observe step by step while the magical energy is out of control carefully prepared, and resist blindly raising the threshold. The illusion and impulsiveness of the person can be regarded as reaching the level of'viewing' and becoming a comprehender."

Wait, wait, there are too many unfamiliar nouns, he has to find a notebook...

But Thales had just reached for the pen when a breeze hit, scraping the pen and paper off the table.

Thyls raised his head depressed, and looked at Ashida with an indifferent expression.

Well, I can’t leave a record.

"The comprehensors must carefully and restraint try to ascend the threshold. They will see themselves clearly, find a certain threshold, and enter the state of ‘chaos’. We are called fusionists."

"The Fusion will take the last dangerous step, reaching out for the first time, knocking on the door, breaking through the threshold, stepping out of the threshold, and fully integrating into the original state, that is, the level of'pure'," the Qi Magician said softly, "If If you can succeed, you can find and define your own threshold name, which is to be a magician."

When Ashida said this, she paused:

"But..."

Thyls reacted and said in a daze: "But I have lost control, I have risen above the threshold, and even knocked on the door-so what?"

"Exactly."

Aishida nodded: "So general standards can't define your stage and degree, and they don't apply."

"What should I do?"

"It's okay," the magician said lightly, "Although there are few magicians who don't take the usual path, there are so many."

Um, one or two?

When I heard that I could be rescued, Thales lifted his spirits:

"Really, so can we refer to them?"

"No."

"What? Why?"

"What is the initial appointment with magic energy?"

"Um, learn from each other?"

"Say it again?" The surrounding air solidified, making it hard to breathe.

"Mutual, don't study each other!"

"Very good." Air flow returned to normal.

"So you don't know how to go next, then what do I want you to do?"

"Say it again?"

"I mean, distinguished Mr. Sackern, how do you plan to open up uncharted territory and guide me step by step?"

Ashida was silent.

He looked at the moonlight outside the window.

"I don't know--but we can explore, together."

"So, Thales, I will ask you again: Are you willing to let go of the shackles of the world and follow me?"

The magician said quietly, "The path of magic is extremely difficult and dangerous. We need to explore the unknown road more freely and efficiently."

Fuck.

Here again.

Talston became vigilant and guarded against flying out of the castle again—just like in Dragon City.

Fortunately, Ashida's communication with him is no longer so violent, and no longer pulls him out to fly a human kite if he doesn't agree.

"But we talked about this issue seven years ago, and you agreed," Thales said sternly, "If the magician doesn't want to be screamed and beaten by everyone in the world, I don't want to be called a'catastrophe' anymore. , Then we have to use another method..."

"Left hand crown, right hand magic power."

Aishida uses succinct words, summarizing his explanation in one sentence.

"I can barely understand your commendable but naive ideal, and I also understand that you want the innocence of the best of both worlds, or the reluctance and greed for power when you are in a high position."

Thyls couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

"But you think about it, my child, because you don't understand magic."

"That's also because you have always concealed and refused to show it out." Thales retorted immediately.

Ashida was silent for a while, then the conversation turned.

"Why don't you think about it from another angle: on this journey home, you have knocked on the door, but have you ever been found to be wrong, and even doubt your identity?"

I was found to be improper, doubting my identity,

Thyls is an exciting spirit.

A few faces floated through his mind.

Quick rope.

Former Royal Guard prisoner headed by Barney Jr.

And... Saker.

Tyles looked at Ashida's eyes, grinning reluctantly, telling the truth:

"Yes."

The magician of Qi looked at him faintly. In Thales's opinion, the other side's blue eyes were filled with "I just knew".

"Give me their names and information."

"I will help you with the finishing touches."

Ending.

Tyles shook his heart, and the fast rope was made into human flesh balls.

"Thank you, but I have taken care of it."

The prince pretended to be calm.

"It's a pity, but it's also unfortunate, those who know my secret..."

Thyls had to imagine the face of the brazier of the Shield of Deception, showing a sinister smile:

"They can't say anything anymore."

This time, Ashida did not answer immediately, but watched him for a long, long time.

For a long time, Thales felt hairy.

Fortunately, the magician finally spoke, but his tone changed:

"Very well, you escaped this time, but next time?"

Tyles' nerves tightened.

Ashida said coldly: "You think I disappeared all these years and didn't come to you until the sixth year. Why?"

Lazy? Persuaded? drag? forget? Death line awakening?

Thyls buried the above speculation deep in his heart and assumed a modest and studious attitude.

Ashida's nice voice tightened suddenly:

"Seven years ago, an unfamiliar novice magician blindly knocked on the door in the middle of the night, and also seven years ago, Giza appeared in Dragon City and fought against the dragon that descended from the sky. You really think that no one will Are they connected?"

Thyls frowned:

"For example-the twin emperors?"

"They are just one of them," Ashida's tone is worrying, "and in the past seven years, they have visited Longxiao City countless times."

Thyls's breath stopped.

"For seven years, I had to work hard to cover people's eyes and eyes, and then drive their eyes away from you. Fortunately, you are very special. Fortunately, all magicians think that the one who knocks is inevitable. There is already a threshold name, and a little kid certainly doesn't have this ability."

Thyls's mood sank.

"Fortunately."

The attitude of the Qi magician eases:

"That night, there were far more things that happened in the world."

Thyls raised his eyes:

"What do you mean?"

The magician shook his head: "Zedi, the end of the sea, the great desert, the deep twilight forest, Lyerden, Kylin City... That night, many places were not peaceful, and Longxiao City and Giza were just under suspicion. One of the goals of ."

Thyls wondered: "What?"

Ashida nodded:

"Yes, so sometimes I even suspect—you may not be the only magician in the world that day."

You are not the only one...

Thyls thoughtfully.

Aishida snorted coldly:

"Of course, if there is, I hope he will not be stubborn and reckless like you."

Thyls can only show a polite smile.

"But you have now returned to Everstar City," Ashida said faster and faster, making his heart beat faster, "This is the political center that has attracted worldwide attention, and you are the heir to the kingdom, and every move is fascinating. Looking sideways, here, if you have another accident, either raise the threshold or knock on the door, if it attracts unnecessary attention..."

Unnecessary attention.

Thyls thought of the scene at the royal banquet, and couldn't help clenching his fists.

Asida warned:

"For the sake of safety, reconsider my proposal-when the time comes, it will be too late if you want to follow me."

Thyls was silent for a long time.

For the sake of safety.

Safe...

But.

But...

Thyls couldn't help gritting his teeth when thinking of the covenant with the king in Ballard's room.

Achida waited silently for his response.

A few seconds later, Thales took a deep breath and looked up at his guide.

"Thank you for reminding. I admit that for a magical beginner, it may be safer and more convenient to walk with you," Tellston said, "but I still have a problem."

Aishida nodded: "Very well, at least we have a good consensus—"

"Who is Flelan?"

The words of the magician of Qi give a good breath.

Frylan.

Thyls stared at each other closely.

But Ashida did not respond.

He was expressionless and motionless.

But Thales knew that the magician's reaction could not be measured by common sense.

"Or I should change the question," Thales leaned on the desk and squinted. "You and the sensory magician, or the former Queen Fiosa, why and how did you cooperate?"

The silence lasted a long time.

The blue light in Ashida's eyes flickered back and forth.

Thyls was unmoved, and gradually increased:

"And how did the former Three Plagues Alliance infiltrate the court of stars and deceive the princes?"

Ashida remained silent.

Until the next question:

"Just for one thing that can threaten the twin emperors-the legendary anti-devil armed?"

At that moment, Ashida's eyes burst into blue light, which was extremely dazzling!

Thyls had to raise his hand to cover.

After a few seconds, the blue light dimmed.

"You."

The statue-like Ashida has come back to life:

"Where did you hear that name?"

Damn it.

Tyles lowered his arm and exhaled.

“Don’t forget, I’m not just your student, I’m also surnamed Canxing—the left-hand crown, the right-hand mana,” the prince shrugged and spread his hands: “I live in this high position, but I am more than reluctant and greedy. Quan Lian Zhan."

Thyls smiled:

"Mr. Sackern?"

Blu-ray fast streaming in Ashida's eyes:

"Long time no see, you learned a lot of new things."

Thyls curled up his lips:

"Nowhere near as much as you can hide from me, Mr. Sackern."

In the study of Jackal Tower, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

The Duke of Xinghu and the magician are silently facing each other.

But Thales was not afraid.

In the Ballard room, after experiencing a hard game with the iron-fisted king, Thales felt that he had grown up.

At least, he is more adept at taking the initiative and leading the situation.

Even facing the magician.

This is the true left-handed crown, right-handed magic power.

The crime of the prison river was surging with approval, flowing all over the body.

But the young man's relief lasted only three seconds.

"No."

Ashida snorts coldly:

"If you really learned the name from the channel of ‘in a high position’, Thales, then why would you ask me?"

"Because you don't know anything, you are here to test my tone and try to learn more."

Thyls's expression froze.

The magician of Qi lifted his lips and taunted:

"It can be seen that you can't touch the crown with your left hand, and you can't use magic power with your right hand..."

"Neither hand is out."

He said unceremoniously:

"The lost prince who can't understand magic."

In the old and dilapidated study, Thales sat in a broken chair with a corner missing, silent.

Actually, it doesn't have to be so mean.

A few seconds later, Thales sighed:

"Well, you are right."

Keboy's expression changed:

"But at least, you should know why I don't want to go with you, right?"

The magician is silent again.

"Reversed."

"I won't tell you, precisely because you don't want to follow me."

"If," Ashida spoke again, with a little bit of difficulty in the words, "I can teach you these old things."

Tyles smiled, and he shook his head and leaned back (the crumbling chair groaned in pain).

"So, you won't tell me the answer, will you?"

"No."

"Why can I ask--"

"No."

"But—"

"No."

"At least--"

"No."

Achida continuously rejected Thales’ questions, he raised his head and did not waver:

"For whatever reason, if you don't want to abandon the worldly bondage, I won't tell you more about the magician."

Talston felt dull.

But at least, he achieved his goal.

Frylan's news distracted him, and the magician no longer insisted on taking him away.

"But you know, kid, you always have that choice."

The magician leaned forward, his words bewitching:

"I will always be here, open my arms at any time."

"Forever."

Listening to this familiar tone, Thales chuckled.

Suddenly, he thought, "Quickline and Ashida, can they be a pair of gold medal sales partners: the former handing radishes with clever words, and the latter wielding big sticks with hideous features?"

"Okay, let's take a step back," Thales proposed a solution to set the tone for this unpleasant conversation, "I don’t ask you who Flelan is, and you don’t force me to follow you. Go."

Ashida did not speak.

But based on Thales' understanding of him, someone is obviously not satisfied.

Thyls snorted and stood up.

"By the way, when it comes to this, I have one more thing to ask you..."

Thyls walked straight to the window, then turned his head and looked at the magician.

Ashida snorted softly.

Under the moonlight, the prince smiled slightly and gently raised his hand.

Boom!

The chair behind the desk trembled suddenly and dropped a corner.

But Ashida didn't pay attention to the chair.

I don't know when, he has stood up.

The magician's blue eyes, staring at Thales's hand at this moment-between the young man's fingers, is pinching a folded sky blue cardboard ball.

Tyles smiled and shook his hand to the other party.

The next second, the blue light in Ashida's eyes suddenly increased!

Thyls only felt that the breeze hit, the paper ball couldn't hold it, and he got out!

The sky-blue piece of paper flew like alive and stopped in front of Ashida's eyes.

It was unfolded and flattened in the air, and restored to the appearance of an invitation card, revealing the beautiful writing on it:

[Turn around]

"This is..."

Ashida's eye sockets are obscured by blue light, as if penetrating the invitation card in front of her, looking towards the void:

"No change, no trajectory, no momentum, not even..."

His words have no emotion, but they are full of peculiar echoes.

Thyls smiled mysteriously.

He leaned forward and extended his arms, like a thank you after a performance.

The crumpled invitation dropped to the ground~IndoMTL.com~ The magician turned his head and stared at Thales' right hand.

"Come again."

Ashida's words have unusual fluctuations:

"Whatever it is, do it again, now."

The blue light in his eyes no longer circulates, always bright.

"Of course, of course, I will," the boy was a little flattered in the face of the rare and eager Ashida, "but before that..."

The Duke of Xinghu raised his arms and smiled coldly:

"Who is Flelan?"

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(End of this chapter)