Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 140: The Grief of the Guard
As soon as Barney said this, Semir looked surprised and took a step back subconsciously!
Seeing his reaction, Barney snorted coldly.
The swords of disaster were all startled.
Hood.
Cray looked at Cannon huddled on the ground in surprise, and then at the direction of the hooded drill leaving: "There are really people in this world who can recognize their identity through inaudible steps?"
I saw Ricky also look at Cannon in amazement.
"I think, if you care enough about something, to the point where you can devote a full 18 years of effort to it..."
He shook his head and exclaimed:
"Probably, there is nothing impossible to do."
On the other side of the hall, most of the prisoners stood up and approached the fence coldly.
"Is this true, Semir," Belletti looked at Semir calmly, then at the sword of disaster, her eyes serious:
"Are you from the Shield of Deception now?"
Nye next door sarcastically said:
"Wow, this is really a good sign, your banner officer, at least you don't have to feel guilty."
Semuel looked at this and then at that, breathing disorderly, but finally turned to Barney with the scariest expression.
"This is only a temporary cooperation, I also hate that cockroach, but now, in order to be here..."
But Barney Jr. interrupted him.
"You don't understand, Samuel," Barney Jr. sneered:
"I'm not talking about how you are doing now--who cares."
Little Barney exhaled and looked down at his palm:
"I'm talking about Lordan Sulliton, that "Blood Aria" is very good, in fact, very good, too good..."
Hearing the name, Thales moved in his heart.
Lordan Suriton...
Crimson Aria?
Tyles' breathing slowly slowed, and another name appeared before his eyes, a long and thin gray shadow that jumped from a cliff in the sky.
Baannette Surreyton.
The locust blade.
Semuel was obviously also slightly surprised: "Surriton? Lordan Suriton?"
But Barney didn’t pay attention to him, instead he considered himself authentic:
"...but he is far from good enough to be able to single-handedly enter the Fuxing Palace quietly, assassinate His Majesty as he pleases, and then drift away-at least 18 years ago, we intercepted his brief encounter In, he is not that strong."
Thyls was surprised.
He woke up, Barney Jr. was telling the **** scene that shocked the world in the Fuxing Palace during the **** years.
The death of Eddie II.
Semir frowned:
"What are you talking about, Barney?"
Little Barney gave a dreamy laugh, then put down his palm and said to himself:
"After the incident, we, all members of the Royal Guard, whether we were free or in jail, were speculating about the possible enemies: Shield of Shadows, Flower of the Assassin, Darkroom, Northerners, Southwestern Rebels , The desert forces, maybe there are the Conmas people or other people who hate the stars, and even those domestic nobles who were in trouble with your Majesty before the war... But only, only they don’t want to admit, they don’t want to admit... "
His words gradually stagnated, turning between a few words, seemingly reluctant to continue.
Tyles' breathing sped up unconsciously: possible enemy.
He hasn't forgotten the map that King Nunn gave him when he was still in the Palace of Valor six years ago.
That map of Horace Canxing.
The map of Fuxing Palace.
It lay quietly in the suitcase, wrapped in an inconspicuous food bag, and rested on Marina's shoulder behind him.
In the hall, Semir’s face had never been so serious.
He takes a step forward:
"What do you mean?"
Little Barney smiled again.
"I mean," Barney raised his complex gaze, revealing a sinful face with half of his face, and said coldly:
"Maybe we deserve it."
Beletti sank her head in pain, and Naki was silent.
Little Barney finished the following words: "Perhaps Prince Kessel, no, the new king, he was the most correct to throw us into the prison of bones afterwards."
Semir's pupils dilated slightly: "Barney, why are you saying this..."
Little Barney snorted and ignored him, just staring into the distance with misty eyes: "Perhaps back then, in the royal guard with the glorious eyes, there was indeed a traitor."
He spoke indifferently.
Semuel was startled.
In the five cells, the breathing of each prisoner slowly tightened.
The next second, I saw Barney turned his head and looked at Semir with ice in his eyes: "And he, he betrayed his majesty, betrayed the crown prince, betrayed the entire guard... It looks like this."
At that moment, Semir took a sharp breath and took a step diagonally:
"No..."
But Barney’s complaint is not over yet:
"And that traitor!"
The angry little Barney stretched out his hands again and desperately held the metal railing in front of him, just to get closer to him.
"He must know the warrants and handwritings of His Royal Highness well, so that he can fake the crown prince’s request for help, exaggerate the riots at the palace gate, use the prince’s beloved son’s heart to transfer us from the Hall of Stars and go to the palace gate Guard Your Highness Midil, wait for us to get into a melee with mobs and interested people, and hold down most of the Royal Guard."
Semuel seemed to be frozen in place, gaping, unable to say a word.
"At this time, with the cooperation of the Shield of Deception, the Great Sulliton started his hand against His Majesty in the Hall of Stars—Master Vitano went to the battlefield with Duke John, and Edda instructor was in the Holy Tree Kingdom, facing the "Blood Aria" and a group of assassins, even if the old Captain Cullen was killed, he could not protect his majesty..."
Little Barney's voice became hoarse and unpleasant, as if the reeling on a loom had been cut every inch.
At that moment, whether it was the sword of disaster or their hostages, or Semir, or Thales himself, they were stunned firmly.
Following Barney’s narration, the Star Prince seemed to have returned to half an hour ago: at the gate of the prison of bones, when the drill raised his hand slightly, the sneaky masked assassins flashed out of the shadows, unexpectedly Tore open the guard's neck, pierced the heart, cut off the vitality, and then silently concealed the darkness.
For a few seconds, everything happened suddenly and calmed down seemingly unconscious.
The prince couldn't help being cold.
Barney's palm holding the railing started to smoke.
He twisted his face, he could see that he was very uncomfortable, but he still endured the pain:
"When the palace gate riots calmed down, news of the invasion of the Hall of Stars also came. His Royal Highness urged us to come back..."
"While we were exhausted and anxious, we turned back again according to the expectation of that traitor, leaving only a few people such as my father..."
Tyles listened to all this in a daze, what the father should have told him.
I saw Barney hissing:
"Let them go with His Royal Highness Midil at the gate of the palace that I thought was safe..."
"Fall in the trap of the Shield of Deception."
This time, Thales clearly saw that there was an ominous light between Barney's hand and the railing.
Thinking of Midiel’s death, Thales suddenly recalled the scene six years ago:
The man carrying the black weird sword.
And his confession.
Thyls froze.
The words of Black Sword, the words of Barney...
Back then, in the Hall of Stars, at the gate of Fuxing Palace...
What happened?
In the journey of this world, he went further and further, and the fog in front of him became less and less.
There are more and more doubts.
"When all this was completed, both the former king and the crown prince suffered misfortune, and there was no evidence of their deaths. In addition to the chaos and the unending war, the damned traitor escaped punishment in this way, pretending to be loyal to mourning and pain. Still living among us, living among the imperial guards who were supposed to protect the royal family with their lives...without the law."
Little Barney’s face became more and more painful, but Thales knew that it was far from because he was holding the weird fence in his forehand.
The muscles in Semir's arm are getting tighter.
No one interrupted this scene. Perhaps the secrets mentioned by Barney Jr. are too important and no one wants to miss it.
"Barney," Belletti on one side looked at Semir coldly, gritted his teeth and said: "What do you want to say, you might as well be direct."
"What I want to say is..."
"Semuel, back then," In the cell, Barney Jr. held the metal railing palm and began to tremble in the smoke, but he still clenched his teeth and persevered, as if he was holding onto the most unforgettable treasure. The most inviolable belief, the most unignorable truth:
"When we gritted our teeth, swallowed blood with tears, suffered a stigma, and were escorted here...Why did you run away halfway?"
"What on earth are you guilty of, what are you afraid of?"
Semuel looked at Barney in disbelief.
Little Barney roared almost hoarsely, shaking the metal railing steadily.
"And after so many years, when you come back again as a fugitive..."
"Why do you mix with the people from the Shield of Deception?"
Semir closed his eyes and said with difficulty: "Little Barney..."
"Tell me!"
Slap!
With a loud noise, the metal railing burst out with the most dazzling light from just now!
Barney, who could no longer hold the railing, fell heavily to the ground.
He convulsed, his hands were smoking, and he roared in pain.
But Thales can no longer tell whether he is suffering because of physical torture or because of mental despair and grief.
Even Nakey on the side couldn't bear to speak: "Barney, pay attention, that thing is very dangerous..."
"No, Barney," Semir took a step forward and said tremblingly: "Why do you, why do you think so..."
But Barney screamed in anger, and stubbornly lifted from the ground, and said in hatred:
"Why did His Highness Kessel insist on putting us in jail back then?"
"Because he knew that there was a problem with the Royal Guard!"
He glared at Semir:
"Because he knew that after the incident from the Fuxing Palace, the assassination of His Majesty, and the death of the Crown Prince, the emperor's guard who was selected from the outstanding descendants of the nobles and swore to defend the throne is no longer credible. ."
Tyles stared at this scene blankly, listening to the words of those who witnessed the tragedy, but felt extremely cold around him.
Little Barney’s accusation gradually changed from an angry and unwilling accusation to a wailing of pain and despair:
"For so many years, there must be a lot of people in the guard who want to understand...So they, including us, are restless, tortured, even insanity, and self-defeating...because the royal guards are all prosperous and lost. All damage!"
His tears slowly welled up from his eyes, and his voice became intermittent and unclear: "As for why it is a prison of bones... Maybe, maybe Prince Kessel is just not sure, maybe he just, just I want to see if that traitor will jump out by himself..."
Little Barney closed his eyes tightly, tears slid from his cheeks, wet the mark of the sinner.
"And the result..."
Plop!
Little Barney knelt on his knees.
"Result..."
"No..."
He hissed bitterly: "You escaped, Samuel..."
"You."
"You!"
In the rest of the cell, the former guards all watched the confrontation between Semir and Barney with a pale face.
Semuel took a sharp breath, looked at Barney with a flushed face, and punched his chest: "Yes! I escaped!"
"But not me!"
He almost yelled wildly, speaking incoherently:
"It's not me! No!"
Faced with Semir's argument, Barney Jr. showed no interest in listening.
"More than that."
"Semir, I remember that you have a good foundation in writing, and you have a good understanding of the writing, terminology, genre, and even ancient imperial writings of noble communications."
"Presumably, whether you imitate the handwriting or forge letters, such as the warrant of His Royal Highness, it is all right?"
Semuel's defensive words suddenly stagnated.
He turned to the other prisoners and seemed to want their forgiveness, but they were silent.
Just watched indifferently.
Little Barney lay on the ground and gritted his teeth with tears: "That's why, you were promoted to the flag officer..."
Looking at the other party's increasingly ugly expression, Barney said coldly:
"We, the royal guard is the rebirth of the imperial guard. In the history of more than 600 years, the commander is in charge of the whole team, the penal officer is in charge of punishment, the vanguard is in charge of fighting, the guard is the guard and the logistics The official guarantees the supply, the instructor trains newcomers, the watchman protects the inheritance..."
Little Barney suddenly raised his head and stared at Semir with red eyes: "And the banner officer!"
Semuel was stunned!
"The second officer in charge of the banner, Lord Colin Semir," Barney said coldly:
"Your banner officer is responsible for the internal supervision, intelligence exchanges, and even secret investigations in the guards, so everyone doesn't like you very much, second only to the penalty officer... But if anyone can spot a traitor early, then It must be you."
"It can only be you."
Little Barney’s pupils shrink:
"On the other hand, if anyone can shelter the traitor, ignore the traitor, or even..."
He did not go on.
At this moment, Semir's body shook slightly, as if he had been hit.
He stared at the ground blankly, as if unable to recover.
Little Barney stood up slowly, tears still on his face.
"Tell me, Semuel, who escaped from custody eighteen years ago," Barney suppressed his anger and asked in a deep voice:
"Are you that traitor?"
"The one who killed His Majesty and His Royal Highness?"
"The one who ruined the honor of the Royal Guard for hundreds of years?"
"The heinous..."
"Betrayer?"
The hall fell silent.
Little Barney and his companions stared at Semir, wanting to get answers from him.
The Swords of Disaster all stared at the two of them intently, maybe just curious about the truth of the year, maybe want to understand the past of their companions.
Among them, Thales may also be included.
But no one dared to break this silence.
Until Samuel.
The former second banner officer seemed to have lost all his power. He stumbled back a few steps, knocked on the torch he had just dropped, and then recovered.
The flames shone on Semir from the bottom up, making his face gloomy against the background.
Only the sin burn on the side of the face was flushed and distinct.
It's like burning in hell.
Little Barney still stared at him coldly.
Semuel looked lonely at getting the fire, leaned down stupidly, and picked up the torch.
The body is rickety and moves slowly.
Like a dying old man.
"I know, you won't believe anything I say now."
"Right."
It took a long while before Semir spoke with difficulty, as if this sentence had exhausted his life's strength.
Boom!
The penalty officer on the side, Belletti, hit the wall with a punch, and said angrily:
"Then what are you avoiding!"
"Come on, second-place flag officer Colin Semir! You are standing in front of us now, standing in front of the seven remaining members of the Royal Guard!"
"Tell us that you will solemnly swear with your honor, with your dignity, with your sword, with your ancestors, in the name of the famous family and the Semir family that has rooted in the capital for hundreds of years—you Throughout my life, I have never done anything to be sorry for the Star Royal Family or the Royal Guard, and I am even more worthy of the old guard vows!"
Semir's figure shook slightly.
Belleti put her whole body on the fence and roared:
"Tell me!"
Slap!
With a loud noise, Belletti fell to the ground in pain under the power of the fence, gritted his teeth and groaned.
Semir subconsciously wanted to step forward, but he stopped alive.
In the other cell, Tardin slowly uttered in his characteristic bleak voice: "Yes, tell us, Samuel."
"Anyway...you and us, nothing can be lost."
His voice has a breath of silence, and it becomes more and more sad.
Taldin's roommate, Brie, who has not spoken, also stepped forward slowly, expressing his opinion with cold eyes.
Semir bit his lower lip, his eyes blank.
"Damn coward, you dare to do anything you can do to run away and leave your comrades. Is it that hard to swear?" This is Sath Nye on the other side, who is grinding his teeth and staring at the murderer. Staring at Semir.
On the other side, Cannon, who was trembling on the ground, no longer flinched, just staring blankly at the questioned Semir. Behind him, Naki looked at the second seat banner officer without a word, and sighed slightly. , There is only sadness in his eyes.
"In the name of Chief Penal Officer, Luton Belletti is here to order you, Colin Semir," Belletti stood up again, panting, and said solemnly:
"Tell us."
Listening to this title, Semir looked at the eyes of the seven former colleagues, looked at the marks on each of them, and was dazed.
He turned around silently holding the torch, gritted his teeth, his face unwilling.
"Good...good...very good..."
In the end, Semir seemed to have figured out something, he took a sharp breath, raised his head and said angrily: "Me! I, second-place flag officer Colin Semir!"
"I swear by my honor, by my dignity, by my sword, by my ancestors, by the name of the Semir family..."
Semuel took a step forward every time he said something, his eyes burst into flames.
"I've never been a sorry star king in my life..."
Semuel said suddenly!
He stopped abruptly on the word like a windmill stuck.
At that moment, Semir seemed to think of something, and his face became extremely pale.
The second seat banner officer lowered his head and turned his eyes tremblingly.
Glanced back.
Thyls, who was watching this scene for some reason, suddenly felt cold.
He quickly realized that Semir was looking at him.
The prince looking at the stars, Thales Canxing.
Looking at Semir's surprised, painful and hesitant eyes, Thales suddenly understood Semir's hesitation at that moment.
He, Semir cannot make this oath.
Because...
Thyls wanted to speak, but Marina's blade pressed against his thigh again, and the latter's angry eyes clearly expressed her attitude towards the prince's intervention.
Oops.
The star prince closed his eyes in pain-he offended Marina so badly that...
"Never, no..."
Semir turned his head back with difficulty, his expression was extremely struggling, but subconsciously repeated:
"I've never done it, sorry Canstar..."
"Never..."
"Sorry..."
"Candy Star..."
His words kept spinning around his tongue, and it seemed that he couldn't connect a more structured sentence.
Finally, Semir closed his eyes, exhaled in pain, and stopped talking.
As if accepting fate.
"Hahahahaha..."
There was a long burst of laughter from the prison, relieved, sad, hopeless and painful.
It's Barney.
He looked at Semir who couldn't make an oath, tears streaming down his face.
Semuel is like a lifeless corpse, raising his head stiffly.
"I know, I know what you think, Barney," he said with difficulty: "But I, I can't swear this oath, because, because I did do something sorry for the Royal Stars... But back then, it was not me, it was not me!"
He was in a panic~IndoMTL.com~ but Semir could only look at the seven people in the prison, all looking at him with the strangest eyes.
As if looking at the aliens in the race.
"It's not me..."
Semuel realized something, he repeated dullly.
"Semir, my father..."
Little Barney sobbed, smirked and shook his head.
"You know..."
"He, Chief Guard Officer Tony, and a few new guards whose names I can't remember, they guarded the poisonous His Royal Highness Midiel in front of the palace, fighting with one enemy and one hundred. "
Little Barney was crying, and smiled painfully:
"Do you know how many knives were in his body when I dug him out of the corpse?"
"My father...the deputy commander of the Royal Guard, our vows, Grand Quill Barney!"
Semir closed his eyes deeply, his facial features twisted.
"And your Majesty Eddie!"
Barney raised the volume.
"You know, when we hurried to the Hall of Stars, we could only see his dead body..." Barney's words made the rest of the prisoners bow their heads, as if back to the most terrifying In the past:
"More than that...There are also three princes and concubines, their children, and the beautiful Princess Constance..."
"No!"
Semuel spoke sharply, interrupting him.
"No, Barney, no, please, no, that's not me..."
His expression is numb, and his tone is almost pleading:
"It's not me!"
But everything is a foregone conclusion.
"Bah!"
On the left hand side of Semir, Belletti in the cell spit out fiercely.
The penal officer looked at the dazzling and ugly mark on Semir's face, biting out the most terrible word with bitter disgust:
"Betrayer."