Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 117: The price of victory

Under the deepest night sky, ashes are flying all over the sky.

The people previously controlled by Giza slowly wake up from the ground.

Some people regained control over their bodies, hugged each other in the panic of the rest of their lives, crying bitterly.

But more people, whose bodies have been greatly deformed under the transformation of the blood magician, after regaining their perception and control, they screamed and died under the background of flying dust.

"I'm Nicolai of the Blade Guard, don't panic!"

A pale, blood covered man, clutching a strange blade, walked out of the crowd.

He mercilessly pushed away an old man who was madly asking people around him, and strode forward.

"Everyone stays where they are! Someone will be sent from above!"

"In the name of the king!"

The prestige of the meteorites shocked these poor people in the shield area, and many people calmed down in hesitation,

There are also a few more "stubborn" people, and Nicolai had to persuade them with a knife.

Nicolai walked to a ruin and pulled out a stout arm from under a collapsed sign.

"I thought you were dead," the meteorite moved the wounded with difficulty, "that disaster spared you?"

The owner of the sturdy arms, the lame former epee infantry Grivor, dying to poke away the earth, rocks and ashes from his body, and with the power of Nicolai, crawled out of the collapsed signboard.

"No," Griveaux coughed fiercely, he put his body around Nicolet's neck with difficulty, raised his hand and nodded his bleeding forehead.

"The man with the child..."

The veteran frowned, his expression solemn.

"He let me go--when I was controlled by that monster."

Nicolai was taken aback for a moment.

"Man? With children?" The meteorite helped Griveaux to stand up, with doubts in his eyes: "Able to move around freely in front of the catastrophe-he has a legendary anti-devil armed?"

Griveau staggered and shook his head: "I don't know, maybe."

Nicolai narrowed his eyes, and said directly: "Where is the other person?"

"We were there a few minutes ago," Griveau chewed on his mouth, spit out a **** tooth, and said roughly: "Fuck, that guy is holding me and those monsters hard Offensive..."

Nicolai pulled a plank away: "He is great?"

Greveau had a pause, and his eyes flashed with fear and solemnity:

"Very powerful."

Nicolai stuffed the Soulbreaker Blade into the scabbard: "So, that guy solved the disaster?"

"I don't know..." Grivor still shook his head with a grim look:

"Maybe."

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Thyls was blank, a few black ashes lightly pressed against his face, all torn apart.

Is it over?

He raised his head and looked at the sky full of fly ash and the surrounding ruins.

Thyls didn't recognize this place. He had been taken too far out of Giza's escape.

But he can still see the corpse lying down on the street--a gray-haired old man lying on his feet, he tried his best to reach out his hand before he died, as if to touch the hope of survival.

Thyls felt something when he moved his ear.

He turned around and was taken aback.

The intact Ashida stood behind him, graceful in the ashes of the sky.

The magician of Qi looked at the front of the world in Thales with a complicated expression.

Thyls took a breath and calmed down: "Can you say something next time? Or send an invitation first?"

Aishida didn't speak, just turned her gaze to his face.

"Also," Thales sighed, screaming around him: "Are you late?"

Aishida raised her head and looked at the flying ashes, with subtle emotions in her eyes.

"Come out from the ground..." The magician spoke slowly, his face unchanged: "It takes time."

Thyls sneered.

After experiencing the battle with Giza, especially after hearing Black Sword's words, he seemed to have suddenly opened up.

The kind of desperate suppression in the past when facing the Qi magician, but still deep in his heart, began to dissolve.

Magician?

Compared with Giza, what is in front of him-is just a slightly stronger opponent.

"By the way, Mr. Thackern," Thales whispered, calling Ashida's surname, "I have thought about the magician..."

The magician raised his eyebrows slightly.

He raised his eyes and looked at Ashida resolutely and resolutely.

"I'm not ready yet," Thales stared at the magician's compelling gaze, and spoke word by word, clearly and clearly pronounced: "This is my answer."

"It is also my choice."

Aciida's handsome face was motionless.

They stared at each other in silence.

After a long while, the magician closed his eyes and sighed.

"But..."

Thyls spoke again.

"I'm not going to refuse you, nor to be a..." Under Ashida's strange gaze, Tells calmly uttered, "It's just that I need time to learn, understand, and acquire related magical powers. Everything about the teacher, and maybe everything about magic—and this needs your help."

Maybe, there is also the truth about the Scarlet Year.

Ashida's eyes flashed with strange blue light.

"Also, you must know your current situation," Thales turned his head and looked at the corpses and ruins all over the street: "This world hates magicians for no reason-even if you are to protect me. Do it."

At that moment, Thales just felt depressed and breathless.

So many lives...

It's all because of...

He took a deep breath, removed the emotions in his mind, and tried his best not to think about the fact that there was a murderous executioner before him.

"Maybe I can help you, as a prince," Thales straightened out his thinking and slowly said: "As the future king of stars."

Axida lifted her chin slightly, the corners of her mouth turned slightly, and a strange look flashed in her eyes: "You mean..."

"After knowing the cause and effect, maybe I can find a way for you, a way that you can stand on safely, the world is safe and sound, and the two sides are safe and sound," Thales deliberately or unconsciously raised the front of the clean world, decisively Authentic: "Magician can't go on like this."

Amidst the black ashes drifting in the wind, Ashida looked at the small red sword in his hand with fear in his eyes.

"If I really will inevitably become a magician, it is more necessary for me to do it for myself," Thales nodded:

"And a human king holding power and an army is undoubtedly more helpful than a powerful and unfettered disaster."

This time, Ashida was silent for a long time.

Thyls waited patiently for his answer.

For a second or two, the second prince swears that on Ashida's face, he saw an unusual flow of emotions in the past.

Remember and mourn?

This kind of expression, Thales has only seen Ashida on his face when he explained the magic tower.

"A lot of people have the same idea—Magicians and other races can coexist peacefully, and even help each other," Finally, Ashida spoke slowly, as if he didn't want to face it. 'S sorrow:

"Whether it is a magician, a human, or even an elf, there are countless similar efforts and attempts."

"They all failed."

Ashida said softly.

They stand high and one low among the ruins,

Thyls responded to the magician's gaze with firm and unquestionable eyes.

He took a step forward without hesitation.

"First, their efforts are not enough," Thales' voice spread through the air, "Second..."

"I am not them."

"Not the losers."

Tyles felt the cold in the air, his pupils shrank slightly, his tone of voice was steady, and his voice slightly deepened.

"I am Thales."

Under Ashida's suspicious gaze, he said indifferently:

"Tyles Selangelana Kessel Star."

"Is the descendant of the imperial family, the blood of the stars, the future king of the stars."

Speaking of this, Thales took a deep breath and lifted the front of the world.

Unsurprisingly, he saw Ashida frown and take a step back.

Thyls smiled slightly in his heart, and said calmly and firmly on his face: "It is also the sealer of the blood magician."

And...

Travelers from the unknown world.

In Ashida's eyes, countless unidentified emotions flashed in an instant, but in the end, Qi Qi was suppressed by a clear blue light.

Tyles put down the front of the world. Quietly waiting for the other party's reply.

But only he knew that he was already sweating slightly while holding the hands of Jingshizhifeng.

He did not forget the last words of Giza before disappearing.

【Be careful with Ashida. 】

The magician is still staring at him, his eyes motionless.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds...

Tyles swallowed, his palm trembling slightly.

Finally, Ashida smiled suddenly.

Thyls was taken aback and looked at him unclearly.

"You know, it's not just you..." Ashida's chilling smile appeared again:

"I found out after today that I am not ready for you either," the magician nodded slightly: "You are too special."

Thyls frowned.

"Whether it is a human prince," Ashida's eyes floated to the front of the world, and the words were impenetrable: "Or as..."

Ashida raised her hands and gestured to herself gracefully.

"So."

"I will respect your decision." Under Thales's slightly moving gaze, the magician nodded slowly: "And I also need time to study your abnormal situation-whether it is an inexplicable knock on the door, It is still a loss of control that can be caused by itself-maybe your path will be easier or more difficult than us, maybe."

Tyles suppressed the mood swings in his heart, took out the most friendly and calm attitude, and pursed his lips.

Negotiation...

Success.

Ashida...

"Yes, I will not force you to follow me, nor will I urge you to become a magician." Ashida looked at his reaction and smiled slightly: "But since you said that you want to understand magic And magic..."

"I can make time and think of a way," Thales reacted quickly, raising his eyebrows: "Even if you are a prince, you have to have some secret extracurricular interests or hobbies?"

Thyls bit on "Secrets."

"I will contact you regularly and secretly," Ashida understood Thales' words. He smiled mysteriously and added an accent to "secrets": "It's still the old way-pay attention to check Invitation."

Tyles rolled his eyes unabashedly in front of him.

Axida chuckled and slowly said: "So,"

"There will be a period later."

"Tyles Canxing."

He has a playful and profound smile, with subtle eyes.

Just like the first time they met in the basement of the chess room.

"My interesting junior."

Tyles took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly.

He nodded lightly: "Thank you, Mr. Sackern."

Ashida bowed slightly, and his elegant figure turned into blue light.

The blue light fades slowly.

Until only a light, colorless breeze blew up Thales's hair, making the latter squint.

"I won't bother you, she has been looking for you for a long time."

Ashida's nice voice came from the wind.

Thyls was a little surprised.

After a few seconds, the sound of the wind disappeared.

Thyls stood there for a few seconds, and the world-cleaning front in his hand was pinched tightly.

After confirming that the other party had completely left, he exhaled, and the anxiety and tension in his heart instantly relaxed.

My God...

He looked at the deep night sky and sighed up to the sky as if relief.

The expression before Giza disappeared, and the look in Ashida's eyes before leaving, still stayed in his mind.

Magician...

How exactly do you exist?

What does the world look like in your eyes?

Thyls then looked down at his hand—the jc dagger in his right hand, and the small red sword in his left—was lost.

He sighed in frustration, and inserted JC back into the sheath around his waist, but he touched a foreign object.

Thyls froze.

That is...

He hung his head, bit his lip, and a silent grief surged in his heart.

At this moment, a timid voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Ty, Thales...is that you?"

The second prince was taken aback and turned back abruptly.

His eyes suddenly widened.

I saw a little slippery head covered with embarrassment and dirty hair, holding his arms, standing behind him shivering with cold.

She is trying to squint her eyes, as if trying to see everything in front of her.

Thyls froze.

She...

Xiao Huatou seemed to be accustomed to everything in front of her. She sucked her nose while her eyes were flushed, and stretched out her hands while flinching, and fumbled forward.

Among the ruins and the corpses in a place, she is like a child who has just learned to walk, walking tremblingly and carefully, and like a helpless blind man, walking alone in a lightless world.

This reminded the traverser of the scene where she was lying on a thick book, squinting and reading, and then looking up in horror in the library.

"Is it... Thales?"

Slicker staggered and tripped over the uneven road.

Tyles stared at her blankly, only to react after a few seconds.

"It's... it's me!"

"Little slippery head!"

Hearing an affirmative answer, Xiao Qiantou first took a deep breath, then pursed her lips.

There was a sparkle in his eyes.

Tyles exhaled, biting his lip, stepping across a mess, and rushing to the girl a few steps.

He stood a step away from her, and while he was standing, he carefully stretched out his **** left hand.

Then, hold Xiao Qiantou's palm.

Feeling the tightness of his hands, Xiao Shuang's head trembled, seeming to be afraid.

But after a while, she was determined and relieved to hold Thales's left hand with both hands.

They stood in the ruins all over the floor, holding each other tightly.

Thyls looked at Xiao Slick with a complicated expression, and clenched his fists, only feeling a little loose from the heavy heart:

"Are you...are you okay?"

He asked hesitantly.

Little Slick's mood seemed to settle down a lot. She squinted her highly myopic blue eyes and nodded tremblingly:

"She...those tentacles, let me go."

The girl stood in front of him, her lips pursed slightly.

Looking at the messy girl, Thales closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Slider twitched his nose, and the hands holding his arm shook slightly.

"We...that..."

But before she could finish her words, Thales suddenly laughed.

One second later, he stepped forward without hesitation and hugged the dazed little slick head tightly.

Slittle's head trembled, but still leaning on Thales's shoulder obediently, tears couldn't stop streaming down.

"That's good."

Tyles gritted his teeth and murmured.

He looked at the streets of Shield District where only the wind and snow were left, looked at countless dead bodies on the side of the road, and the ashes floating around, tightly holding the only warm and trembling life in front of him.

At that moment, Thales only felt a little hazy in his eyes.

"It's okay," he said softly:

"We are safe."

Xiao Huatou hugged him tightly, sniffing, tears wet his shoulders.

"At least, King Nunn..." Thales grabbed the cleansing front and wiped a tear from the back of his hand.

Hearing the name of King Nunn, Xiao Slick's head stiffened slightly.

Tyles took a sigh of relief, opened a smile, and continued

"At least he won't hang me on the city gate for kidnapping a girl."

Little Slicker was taken aback for a moment, and then grinned.

Thyls also chuckled lightly.

"That's right."

After a moment, Thales let go of his slippery head.

He stretched his hand to his waist, towards the foreign object.

"This is for you..."

Thyls took it out and stuffed it into Slick's hand.

Xiao Huatou was taken aback, then fumbled with what was in her hand.

The things she is most familiar with.

Xiao Huatou sniffed hard, then gently lifted the thing in his hand, put it on his head, and pressed it behind his ears.

Behind those funny, heavy, black-framed glasses covered with dust and cracks, the little girl opened her crystal clear green eyes again.

Little Slick looked at Thales blankly, at the boy with blood and stains, messy hair, and a red and swollen bag on his forehead.

In a few seconds.

The two looked at each other's embarrassed look, and laughed together.

Just now.

Xiao Qiaotou's face changed.

"You, what's the matter with you?" she asked in a little astonishment.

Thyls raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

The next second, Xiao Qiantou opened his eyes wide, panicked.

Tyles frowned, and he quickly felt the abnormality.

He lowered his head, his face pale.

A drop of blood appeared on the ground.

Then the second drop, the third drop...

Thyls shivered sharply.

He reached out his hand and touched his nose.

The start is slippery.

Tyles' face froze.

This is...

What's wrong?

"Dang Cang!"

Jingshizhifeng fell off his hand, fell to the ground, shaking slightly.

Under the shocked eyes of the little slick, Thales staggered back, and subconsciously covered his heart.

The traverser's hands trembled slightly as if unable to control it.

He stared at him, staring at Xiao Slick.

It seems to have seen the most terrible thing.

At that moment, Xiao Huatou remembered Alex's expression before his death a few hours ago~IndoMTL.com~ She covered her mouth and screamed.

No.

No.

With the squeaky yelling, Thales staggered and fell.

Little Slicker was shocked, and quickly reached out his hand to help him lie down.

"Ahhh..."

Thyls was painful and depressed.

A pain that went straight to the heart suddenly came out of Thales!

As if to tear his soul apart!

No.

No!

The kind of assassin that was encountered when being assassinated by a supernatural assassin and bombarded by a magic gun, it seems to tear every inch of the body, every cell pain......

The kind, the cost of using magic...

Here again...

This is... the price of victory?

In the extreme pain, Thales heard vaguely in his ear: a chilling sound of cracking, if there is any substance, came from his body!

It's like his body is slowly breaking apart.

"Ah--"

Tyles convulsed all over and let out another cry of pain!

And Xiao Huatou can only hold him helplessly, screaming in panic, shaking all over.

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