Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 120: Coming here

Tyles and Fastrope looked dumbfounded at the tavernkeeper sitting at the empty table, sweating profusely.

What is the probability of being robbed by the tavern owner when you go out to throw the body at night?

"Marina, where is your upbringing, why not invite our two new friends to sit down?"

Ricky still looks very good at talking: "Bring them a drink by the way, even the wine, I need them to stay awake."

As he said these things, he stared at Tampa firmly.

A drink, stay awake.

Tyles and Fastrope looked at each other suspiciously, communicating their feelings with their eyes.

What are you doing?

I don’t know!

The mercenaries around are still staring coldly at the two newcomers, exuding unique power in whispers and sneers.

Marina raised her eyebrows, snarled at Thales and the fast rope, and kicked an empty table next to her.

"Have you heard?"

Tyles and Fastrope looked at each other, hesitating whether to sit down.

Marina sighed.

She lowered her head and drew out two swords with a "swish"!

When she raised her head fiercely again...

Tyles and Fastline have appeared on the chair beside the empty table.

As if teleporting.

They are holding up the table, sitting upright, both showing their white front teeth, and smiling obediently.

The speed, the good attitude, and the sweet smile made Marina a little frustrated when she was about to see some blood for fun.

The mercenary behind him brought two drinks from the bar, and "boomed" on their desks.

Tyles and the fast rope drew back subconsciously.

They withdrew their hands from the table and tried to stay away from the two drinks.

"Why, worry about poison?" Marina looked at them contemptuously.

"We are not thirsty." This is the well-behaved Thales.

"Really not thirsty." This is a flattering fast rope.

Looking at the two sincere eyes, Marina sighed again.

"Really, how do I feel..."

She raised the sword in her hand, and the two mercenaries behind her stepped forward in silence.

"You would rather leave your hands empty for the convenience of holding weapons at any time..."

As soon as the voice fell, Thales and Fastrope shot out their hands neatly and tacitly, stretched out and retracted, and quickly raised the glass.

The two heads are raised at the same time, showing a friendly smile.

"No way..."

"Where and where..."

The action was done in one go.

Looking at the two smirking two, Marina raised her eyebrows, her face twitching slightly.

She snorted disdainfully, and somehow put her weapon away.

On the other side, the leader of the mercenary, Ricky looked at the expressions of the two and sighed slightly: "From the expressions of these two new guests...I guess you were just bluffing, Tampa?" /

The kidnapped protagonist coughed from Tampa with an ugly face.

"Listen, you are so blatant, the camp will not sit idly by."

Ricky, who watched the two new guests with interest, returned his eyes to the boss.

"They are busy killing the Quartet in the desert, and this is just a personal grievance," Ricky said with a smile, "So, they really won't care."

Tampa's expression is getting stiffer and stiffer: "You know, you are ruining your reputation as'Blood Whistle'. No employer or introducer would be willing to hire a convicted person..."

"Fame..."

Ricky said indifferently: "Don't you know, this is a one-off sale-we are going to leave the camp of Bladeya and even quit this line."

Tyles, holding the wine glass tightly, looked around the mercenaries in the tavern. Their silent and quiet style gave the atmosphere here an inexplicable sense of tension.

Sale with one hammer...

These words made Thales extremely disturbed.

That means that this group of people is not concerned about possible consequences.

So, what can he and Fastrope, the two of them who got involved for no reason, do to escape safely?

"I have no hatred with you for'Blood Whistle'!"

Tampa slammed the tabletop, gritted his teeth and pointed at Ricky: "Hey, it was your people who didn’t have long eyes and moved the cheese of the big guys before they got caught in the camp. I’ve worked hard to help you. Intercede..."

In Tampa's self-defense, beside Ricky, a middle-aged man named Clay shook his head and laughed, and said to the man with his face covered: "I don't have eyes?"

"Shut up." This was the unceremonious answer from the masked man.

Thyls watched their interaction in silence.

According to Ricky's introduction today, Clay is a swordsman from the north, and the masked man is in danger. They have just joined the blood horn.

But looking at their current performance, they don’t have the sense of unfamiliarity and distance when they first joined the team—for example, Dante’s big sword is fast-tracked.

It's like having known each other for a long time.

When these two people first arrived, they sat at the table with the leader of the team, and the other mercenaries in the tavern, including Marina, who seemed quite senior, had no objection to this fact?

There is a problem.

Thyls has the doubt in mind.

This so-called mercenary team...

It's not that simple.

"If you blame this on me, or if you want to make a fortune before you leave, find the wrong person..." Tampa's self-defense continued.

But Ricky raised a finger to silence the voices of all three.

"This has nothing to do with business or grudges, old friend."

He said lightly.

Tampa has a slight meal.

"Then what do you want? Mercenaries?"

Ricky curled his mouth.

"What we want, maybe a little bit..."

A hint of shrewdness and prudence appeared in his eyes.

"But first, you can answer a question for us."

Tampa frowned.

When seeing this scene and seeing Ricky's questioning without evasiveness, Taylor felt something was wrong with them.

"About twenty years ago," Ricky's expression became serious:

"There is a team of mercenaries called the ‘Big Nine’ who are active around the desert, you know—just today, I heard you talk to that young man about this."

Ricky pointed at Thales, and everyone's eyes numb the latter's smile.

The Big Nine?

What is it? Tampa said this stuff?

Tampa looked suspiciously at Ricky: "So?"

Ricky nodded.

"The leader of that team is a young man with good skills--I am probably in his forties or fifty now," Ricky put his hand on the table and slowly rubbed his fingers, as if he was remembering something:

"His swordsmanship is very special, offensive and defensive are self-contained, and the skills are mixed, but they are smooth and smooth. When confronting the enemy, they are often unexpected and caught off guard..."

Thyls noticed that several of the mercenaries who were silent in the distance had their expressions tensed.

"Even in the face of a strong enemy or even a siege, you can resist the pressure at a disadvantage, and even not let the wind fall." On the other side of the table, the masked man suddenly spoke, his voice vicissitudes.

Ricky nodded slightly and looked into the distance with deep eyes: "Exactly."

He turned to Tampa: "Who is he?"

Tampa froze for a moment.

"Just for this?"

"This is very important. You are the owner of this place and you should know him." Ricky said silently.

Tampa took a deep breath.

"This is too long ago. The'Nine Giants' were more than 20 years ago. At that time I was just a bitter fool..."

He shrugged: "How is it possible to know?"

Ricky blinked and nodded friendly.

"You may indeed be under age, but..."

The mercenary leader leaned forward with a confident expression on his face.

"This is'my house'."

Tampa looked inexplicable: "So what, this is a tavern, not a secret science."

Ricky snorted coldly.

"You know, you have a nice sign."

Tampa froze slightly.

"More than two hundred years ago, the first supreme queen appeared in the stars, and Elika Canstar, who was crowned as the eldest princess, once beat the Exeters to the ground and retreated in a hurry. , Even had to shrink the border and give up the cold castle."

"This is the origin of the joke: Only under the leadership of a woman and a child can the Star Kingdom defeat Exeter—whether it is Sumei I, who died at the age of twelve, or the Queen Esola in the battle. , Or the Queen Mother Ironthorn, Queen Elika, and the nearest fortress flower."

Listening to Ricky's words, the masked man hummed disdainfully.

"Northern Conqueror" Ai Lijia.

Thyls has heard of this history.

Of course from the perspective of the "righteous indignation" of the people in the North:

It is said that Princess Elika has a dissolute nature and boundless desires. Before she was crowned, she was difficult to marry because of her bad reputation and the mysterious illegitimate child of her biological father. For the sake of power, she even used her beauty and body to seduce her enemies, instigate them to support her crown, and even seduce Cid Hustel insidiously and insidiously, the wise king of Exter sternly refused. After the queen’s "shy beauty and ugly heart", he insisted on the interests and morals of the Northlanders, but was taken prisoner by the angry "Queen of the Bitch" design. Unfortunately, he fell into her clutches and was locked in the castle. Imprisoned all year round, tortured every night, and suffered humiliation.

At the same time, the despicable star people gathered their troops secretly and took the opportunity to attack. Worried about the safety of the king, the group of dragons without a leader, and the scattered sands of Exeters resisted stubbornly, fought bravely, and built an unyielding line of defense in front of the cold castle, and finally shattered the conspiracy of the ‘Queen of the Bitch’ to enslave the North.

By the way, the history book full of Thales’ nonsense and personal notes was finally discovered by the female officer of Jinx. Lord Nicolet, who was the guard of the Grand Duke, was deeply moved after reading it. With appreciation, he determined Let it join the ranks of the fireplace firewood, and make a little contribution to the warmth of the Palace of Valor in the cold winter.

Tyles shook his head and drew his attention back to him.

Ricky continued: "But Erika’s old age was not very happy: The Conqueror was taken over by her compatriot brother, and was helpless in exile in the Western Famine. Day after day siege and endless betrayal In the middle of depression and end."

"The forces loyal to Queen Elika fled to Bladetooth Sand Dunes. Under the acquiescence of the Duke of the Western Wilderness, they were neither willing to serve for the brutal "Red King", and joined his repeated conquest and rebellion. Unwilling to go away and bury them in silence, they chose to continue to fight for the duke and the country on the western border in the name of mercenaries."

Ricky pointed to the door and smiled: "This is the'Queen Elika's last wine glass'."

Tampa took a deep breath.

"This is also the glorious history of the Western Wilderness mercenaries—or what they think—and from then on, this tavern,'My House', has been the dispatch center that mercenaries could not express in the Western Wilderness. ."

Ricky stared at him intently: "For more than two hundred years, political changes and throne rotation, but'my house' has always been the center of the Western Wilderness mercenaries and the holy land in many people's hearts."

"And you, Tampa, just like the previous masters here, you took the position and intelligence of the previous boss, drifted in black and white, and acted as a middleman in this mercenary holy land, while touching the camp. On the one hand, the official forces of the People’s Republic of China provide shelter for mercenaries who are outside the kingdom and the law, introduce jobs, and guarantee their rights."

"Every mercenary or corps with a little qualification comes here to greet the snakes and connect with them. So, you know the general situation and even the details of almost every mercenary group-as long as they have been here , If you have searched for business, you will leave a record."

Tampa exhaled slowly.

"In this chaotic camp, you may not be the most powerful and powerful person, Tampa, but you are definitely the one who knows the most," Ricky's eyes turned sharp: "Maybe, you I know a little too much."

"Look, we are not here for no reason."

Tampa frowned tightly.

"Now, tell me, Tampa."

"Who is he?"

"Where are you now?"

Ricky whispered: "Among the nine giants, that leader with a sword."

Clay and the masked man at the same table also turned to Tampa, watching the tavernkeeper from both sides.

The eyes of the mercenaries became more terrifying.

Tampa gritted his teeth, his expression twitching.

But he still shook his head: "No, what happened more than 20 years ago is too long, and they disbanded very early, I don't think about it at all..."

Ricky's smile slowly disappeared.

"It seems that you did not realize our determination to come here today."

He said coldly.

After speaking, Ricky nodded slightly to Marina.

Marina gave a mysterious smile and put her hands on the shoulders of the two new guests.

Tyles and Fastrope turned their heads and looked at her suspiciously.

What is going on--

But the next moment, Thales felt: A bitter cold came from where Marina's palm was pressing!

Go straight into your body!

Thyls trembled.

Cold.

Extreme cold.

It's like someone suddenly replaced his blood with ice water.

Flow through the blood vessels.

At that moment, Thales turned pale.

This is...

Not only that, but the cold also brought unbearable dull pain. It seemed like a pair of brothers who were desperate to retreat and charged desperately, violent and crazy, attacking his nerves inch by inch.

Oops!

Thyls, who realized that he was wrong, shrank up, trying to resist this terrible force.

Quickline reacted faster than him.

"Ahhhhh-" ex-Prince Exeter screamed!

I saw Kuaishin's eyes widened and his expression was horrified and painful, as if he had seen the legendary ferryman in the prison river.

His face twisted in the strange cold.

Tampa stared at the tortured two dumbfounded.

The mercenaries were calm, even smiling, as if they were commonplace.

Thyls also gritted his teeth in pain: This coldness made him extremely uncomfortable, but his whole body was numb and difficult to get rid of.

Just now.

Boom!

A force that had been silent for several days suddenly woke up from Thales!

The crime of the river of prison is like a beast that comes out of the gate, like a flood that bursts its bank, it reacts with explosive speed and rhythm, filling Thales' whole body.

Run towards that riotous and cold force.

What's wrong?

This is Thales who has not had time to react.

In a breath of breath, the crime of Hell River greeted that power.

Immediately, Thales couldn't stop shaking!

But not because of the cold and dull pain.

In fact, the feeling of that power slowly disappeared, whether it was cold or painful.

But the other monster came unscrupulously: the crime of the prison river boiled over his body, like an enraged beast. The ups and downs were violent, and the speed was frequent, second only to his several lives. The dying moment.

Thyls was taken aback.

What are you doing?

More than that.

The sin of the river of prison is like a deceptive potion, quietly crawling on his heart, the senses of **** are activated without calling, and his eyes are subconsciously focused on the vitals of Marina: eyes, throat, heart mouth, armpits Down, lower abdomen...

More than that.

Thyls "sees" a lot.

The power of termination in the opponent's body is rushing and crazy, gathering in Marina's hands and arms, while delaying the fatigue of her muscles and nerves, while strengthening her senses on her skin, so as to predict the opponent's next attack, and also bring With terrible aggressiveness, it will spread wildly for every fierce collision-Thales suddenly found that he knew this.

Tyles shakes his hands, feeling the position of the dagger behind his waist.

But...

As long as I move properly... I can kill her by surprise.

An impulse to attack Thales's mind, making him want to take action immediately.

Very comfortable.

This impulse made him very comfortable.

I want to...

Under the urging of the crime of the prison river, he subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch the dagger.

But at this moment, Thales felt a strange tingling in his forehead.

What followed was an inexplicable coolness that spread from my mind.

Weird and slight tinnitus rang in my ears.

This coolness and tinnitus seemed to have some effect, and it almost instantly cut off the connection between Hell River Crime and Thales!

The desire to make a move disappeared.

Thyls just woke up!

He took a deep breath, but immediately realized something was wrong.

Many people--the mercenaries in the tavern, including Ricky and Clay and the masked man, frowned and stared at him strangely.

Staring at Thales, who bowed his head and panted.

As if there is something different about him.

And the other side.

"No, no, no--"

Quick Rope still twisted his face, screaming endlessly, shaking uncontrollably, and dripping cold sweat.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

Marina, who pressed the shoulders of the two men, looked at the painful fast rope, and looked at Thales, who was okay. She became more confused.

She made a suspicious "Huh" sound, and grasped Thales' palms harder and harder.

"Why..." Ricky narrowed his eyes and asked Clay beside him in a low voice.

In the scream of fast rope, Thales reacted instantly!

The alarm bell in his heart!

Oops.

Oops!

I and fast rope, we are different!

The next second, Thales tried his best, imagining the worst, most painful, and most terrifying experience he has ever encountered in his life-it is not easy, because it is difficult for him to compare which one can count "Most"-trying to copy my own emotions and reactions

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh use said

Pretend to be incomparably painful, learn how painful it is.

It's also difficult.

After all, the performance will never compare to the real reality. Thales needs to work hard and focus to be able to hold the fast rope, which is like peeling heart-cracking and hysterical, and crazy trembling. .

Looking at Thales' painful situation, Marina's brows eased.

That's right.

It seems... this short girlish man is slower.

She nodded in satisfaction.

The mercenaries also slowly withdrew their doubts.

"Enough!"

Tampa's roar interrupted Marina's torture of the two men-whether real or acting-and let her release her hand.

Quick rope collapsed on the table in a demented face, grunting miserably, twitching occasionally.

Tyles slumped on the fast rope in such a way that he could rise and fall with the latter's tremors without having to force himself.

But he was terrified and confused in his heart.

Just now, what was it--

"What is that!"

Tampa looked at the two men who described the miserable angrily: "Your poison? Bone thumping? Or is it a legendary magic?"

"It's just a small way to make you realize our determination." Ricky still looked at him politely.

"I know, you used to be a soldier, Tampa, you may still be a tough one, but..."

"If they are really your people, then treat them as urging and encouragement to you," the mercenary leader chuckled: "If not..."

"Take it as an example."

He waved to Marina: "Be harder."

Tyles and the fast rope trembled together.

Tampa looked at them in disbelief, his expression surprised and hesitant.

"Okay!"

Before Marina smiled and pressed her hands again, Tampa took a bite unwillingly.

He looked at Ricky angrily.

"The Big Nine, yes, the Big Nine, I remember."

Ricky nodded in satisfaction.

Tyles and Fastrope breathed a sigh of relief and gratefully looked at the tavernkeeper.

"Damn..." Tampa cursed in a low voice.

"Say it again, please?" Ricky smiled as before.

Tampa snorted angrily, and reluctantly spoke:

"Ten years ago, I mean, in the **** years, most of the Westland was at war: the desert was chaotic, the southern nobles and mobs rebelled everywhere, and finally there was Exter's unprecedented army south, west Many well-known mercenaries in Huang's place-Soul Breaker, Double-Edged Sword, Moonscar, Punisher, Longevity Hunter Group, and Servant of the Sun-have all been affected by the war. Even if they are removed, the Big Nine are no exception..."

The middle-aged man named Clay interrupted him unceremoniously: "We know that period of history better than you, cut nonsense."

Tampa stopped for a moment and cast an unpleasant look at Clay.

"But under that superficiality, only a few people in the circle know," he said indignantly: "The Big Nine, they survived the **** year..."

Ricky's eyes focused.

"That's what I heard from Daddy Rooney... One night after the war, the supernatural power of the nine giants, he was scarred ~ IndoMTL.com ~ covered with blood and carried them The leader knocked on the door of the tavern."

Tampa gritted his teeth.

"That night, Daddy Rooney found them a doctor, and overnight, he helped the Big Nine dispose of all the assets they left behind, so that they would disappear."

Tampa snorted.

"And the guy you asked? By the time he reappears, it will be several years later."

The mercenaries with blood and whistle glance at each other with solemn expressions.

"Some old old people told me that for more than ten years, in the hinterland and south of the Star Kingdom, a new and powerful underground gang believed in him as a myth."

"He is getting better and better, even more so during the mercenary period. At least, he dared to confront the blood bottle gang who was a noble minion, almost without failure," Tampa said coldly:

"And every time he appears, like a legend, there is a head but no tail, without a trace."

Hearing this, Thales was shocked!

The newly emerging, powerful underground gang...

Fight against the blood bottle gang...

Tampa exhaled and looked at the other three people bitterly: "He has a new name..."

He didn't finish.

Because another person helped him with the answer.

"Black sword."

The only masked man squeezed his fist, his voice was freezing.

Tampa is startled.

At that moment, almost all the mercenaries in the tavern were breathing.

They looked at each other as if they had found the greatest treasure.

"Right?"

The masked man slowly said one sentence after another: "Because what he uses is a black one, which is very unsatisfactory. Whether it is hacking, stabs, or parry, it is very weird..."

"Ancient Magic Sword."

From an invisible angle, Thales' pupils slowly focused.