Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 141: Where is he?

In the dark prison, facing the questioning of Barney Jr. and Belletti, Semir's face looked ashamed, as if severely wounded.

Tyles looked at this sibling scene, and suddenly had more and deeper insights about the Royal Guard and the Scarlet Year.

No matter who betrayed, no matter the truth, it seems that in the Palace of Rejuvenation, facing that thrilling assassination, the problem of the Star Royal Guard itself is undoubted.

But this is not the point.

Betrayal, this is far more than just a conflict between the same way, the process of a close friend's centrifugation, under the most obvious and superficial fuse, often hidden deeper truth.

In the Northland, Rumba’s rebellion originated from the fierce backlash after the natural king of Presidency came to Exter. The sway of the darkroom was in fact a rational choice after the decline of Exter’s power, and the betrayal of the dead crow took root. The legacy of King Nunn's tactics in the past years.

In the stars, the conspiracy of the Duke of the North to usurp the throne has always revolved around the game between the Canstar Royal Family and the Allende family against Broken Dragon Fortress and the North of Stars. The collectives of the "Rising Star" nobles such as Kevin Deere and South Triest Conspiracy reflects their expectations and ambitions for the distribution of power in this country.

Even in front of Thales, this chaotic camp, which facilitated the penetration of foreign enemies and put him in trouble, was not the Baron Blade and the Duke of the West, the standing army and the conscript, the Royal Star and the Are the nobles of the Western Wilderness, the Yongxing City and the ruins, the central and western frontiers of the kingdom, faced with the enemy of the desert, a complex and changeable, concealed and hostile, but mutually dependent competition and cooperation stage?

So, the Scarlet Year.

Thinking of this, Thales suddenly had such a realization: The apparent division of the Royal Guard is not an exception, let alone the main cause. It is just a reflection, reflecting the greatest contradiction of that era.

In the raging waves of that era, even if these poor people persisted in their own minds, they could only go up and down with the waves, unable to return to heaven.

Even if it is a master.

Even the king of a country.

Even...magic.

There was a long silence in the prison.

Until Ricky's sneer faintly sounded.

"Just like I thought."

Barney, who was immersed in resentment, and Semirzich, who was lost in sorrow and despair, turned their eyes.

I saw the leader of the Sword of Disaster slowly stepping forward and standing side by side with Semir.

"Do you understand now, Semir?"

Ricky raised the torch suddenly as he spoke, illuminating the brand on the latter's face.

Semuel, with a lonely face, was stimulated by the fire, and subconsciously raised his hand to cover it, and took a few steps back.

"No matter how much you want to go back to the original point, how much you want to restore the past regrets and heal the scars of the past."

Ricky said with no expression on his face: "No matter how much you want to remove the ugly imprint on your face."

Semuel put down his palms in embarrassment, straightened up again, his face struggling, and bowed his head for breath.

Ricky sneered, then pulled the torch back suddenly, and turned to light up the cell on the other side.

"But this is the answer."

The prisoners behind the fence were also embarrassed to avoid the firelight that Ricky deliberately approached. Only the short-breathing little Barney stood in place, just turning his face to his side, without retreating under his feet.

Looking at a few rags, describing the bleak prisoners, Ricky shook his head: "This is the answer to you in the past and yesterday."

Semuel didn't speak, he just looked erratic at the dirty and embarrassed colleagues in the prison who were once vigorous and now.

The past and yesterday.

He said silently in his heart.

"Who are you again?"

Little Barney looked at Ricky with disdain:

"Is also the Shield of Deception, one of those disgusting scumbags?"

Ricky stared at Barney closely, as if trying to figure out something from him, but after a few seconds, he just smiled and shook his head.

"He can't make that oath," Ricky slowly retracted the torch, making his face look brighter and brighter after vicissitudes of life, only to see that he slapped his chin at Semir:

"Because he was with us just an hour ago and kidnapped King Kessel's only son."

"Can Xing's last bloodline."

As soon as these words came out, Thales' breath took a long time!

Sure enough, the eyes of the prisoners of the Royal Guard changed.

"What—what?"

Little Barney spoke slowly, his voice revealing his doubts.

"Candy Star?"

Tyles immediately felt that several gazes came out of the darkness behind the prison and fell on him by coincidence.

Marina, who was in charge of caring for the prince, felt an inexplicable pressure, which made the Swords of Disaster around Thales tighter.

"You said... kidnapping?" Belletti's voice trembled slightly.

"When," Naki, who had been humming a little tune, had already risen from the ground, unbelievable:

"The new king has a son and a new heir?"

Outside the cell, Semir still didn't say a word, but his face was painful.

"Kidnapping the prince? You? Samuel, what he said is true?" Nai opened his eyes wide, his cheeks twitched, and looked nervously out of the prison: "That boy with a frail face is now The star?"

"Hahahaha, it's funny," Tardin, who had previously had a swollen nose with his roommate, looked at Semir in front of him, and at Thales in the distance. The laughter was bleak, and the irony tasted more and more. Nong: "It's getting more and more interesting hahaha..."

Outside the cell, Semir dropped his head in frustration and gently closed his eyes.

Looking at their different reactions, and bearing the sight they cast from the darkness, Thales was stunned.

Barney, Belletti, Chennai, Tardin, Brie, Naki, Cannon.

The eyes of the former royal guards were so complicated that the prince could not tell exactly how they felt at the moment.

Is it stunned, sighing, sorry, or excited and sad?

Thyls didn't know.

They clearly looked at themselves.

It seems to be looking at the past.

Ricky, who had just told the truth, looked at Semir beside him, and frowned slightly when he saw him still desperate.

The silence and surprise lasted only a short time inside and outside the cell.

"So you really can't swear an oath, right."

Naki sat back on the ground, his face was flat, and there was a slight relief in his voice: "Semuel, I really hope you know what you are doing,"

"Whether it was then or now."

"Really."

Semir's expression moved, he raised his head with a slight hope, as if to find a trace of comfort and understanding:

"Nakey..."

But Naki shook his head:

"Don't talk to me, go to Barney, the person with the highest position has the final say."

Semuel's words were stagnant, he closed his mouth disappointedly, and looked at the former vanguard officer, Jr. Quill Barney.

The astonishment in Barney's eyes was slowly replaced by stunnedness and indifference.

"So this is the answer," the vanguard stared at the sullen Semir with a complicated expression. "Whether you betrayed or not...all these years later, you are still a traitor after all."

At that moment, Semir looked stiff.

"So what is this?" Barney sneered and leaned against the wall, no longer looking at his old companions:

"Destroy yourself?"

Semuel took a deep breath. He moved his lips, but in the end he couldn't say anything.

Ricky, who watched the scene coldly, smiled lightly.

"How about, Semir?"

"Tell them this." Ricky dropped the torch lightly and let it roll on the dusty ground: "Then defend yourself one or two more, tell them you are not a traitor, tell them, You are still that good brother back then."

He has a slight irony in his tone.

"Does this make you feel better?"

Semil stared quietly at the torch under his feet, watching the flames trembling on the ground.

"I have fulfilled my promise to give you the opportunity to face the shadows of the past." Ricky looked at the five cells in front of him again, and looked at the former seven royal guards coldly: "But the problem is, Semir, is this really the'reunion' you expected?"

Semir's chest began to rise and fall.

The light of fire reflected in his pupils, faint and dim, like the last spot of light in the darkness.

His dark back is projected onto the wall through torches on the ground, dancing back and forth, erratic.

Ricky stepped forward and snorted coldly: "How about, is it full of flowers and excitement, beauty and hope, forgiveness and understanding?"

Listening to Ricky's sharp-edged questioning, Thales felt rather uncomfortable.

"Now, Samuel," Ricky said the question coldly:

"Do you understand?"

Semuel watched the flames flickering in a daze, seemingly unaware.

"I can see that you are not the Shield of Deception, man," Tardin in the cell sneered. "It sounds like a brainwashing cultist."

Cultist?

Ricky was taken aback for a moment, and then he smiled unexpectedly.

He didn't respond to Tardin's sarcasm, but continued to look at Semir.

"The past is gone, and yesterday is hard to make up.'Everything is like yesterday' is just a fantasy, a kind of escape, because you can never go back to the past, whether it is the person or the thing. "

Ricky seems to have a deep meaning: "Many times, there is no answer to returning to the origin."

"Or, finding the answer will only make you more desperate."

The torch on the ground is still struggling, but it is getting darker and darker, and even the face of Semir is getting blurred.

Including that ugly brand.

"We can only open a new path, a new future," Ricky sighed:

"To transcend that bad past."

Semuel listened to Ricky in a daze, the flames in his pupils getting smaller and smaller and darker.

"But this is our life."

I saw Ricky raising his head, looking at the stone pillar in the center of the hall, and looking at the emblem that looked like his eyes, his eyes dimmed.

"You can save nothing but yourself."

"You can't grasp anything except the future."

The next second, the torch at Semir's feet finally went out.

Leave Semir's motionless face and pupils, and his confused and painful expression together in the deep darkness.

Not seen anymore.

"You are dressed like mercenaries," Naki sighed, lighting up a simple lamp in their prison, "but no mercenary has the courage and means to break into the black jail. ——Is something serious happened in the Blade Ya camp, so that you relax enough to let you weirdos come in?"

Ricky sneered lightly and didn't answer.

The keen little Barney quickly reacted:

"Why, there's another war from above, so the main force is not there? Who is it this time, the eight tribes of the orcs or the three tribes of the barren bones? Or the people from the North, or even the civil war?"

No one answered them.

A few seconds later, the figure belonging to Semir slowly lowered in the dark, and the sound of the torch being picked up was heard in the air.

With a puff, the extinguished torch was lit again, stabbing the prisoners again.

Semir's figure reappeared in the flames.

It's like returning from the dark **** to the bright world.

"Barney," Semir's voice faintly sounded:

"You know, when you entered the royal guard, many people were saying that you only got in because of your father."

This sentence floated in the air, leaving the hall slightly silent.

Little Barney was startled, then took a deep breath: "You..."

But Semir looked up suddenly and said forcefully and briefly: "And I am one of those people."

Barney was stunned.

He suddenly noticed that at this moment, Semir was no longer the expression of pain and regret.

Instead, it is cold and determined.

Even the mark on the face seems to be sharper.

"Today, they were right, Barney," Semir raised his torch and shook his head with a cold look:

"You have never inherited any of the advantages of Barney."

"The old captain gave up on you and chose Belletti to inherit the position of the penalty officer. It is very wise."

Little Barney frowned slightly, while Belletti, who was opposite him, turned her head.

"Because after years of imprisonment, you are still an idiot," Semir uttered softly, and the confusion and pain were gone. He was like a hard rock, which made people feel pressured: "I can't see things clearly, and people don't know. ."

"A lost heart madman."

The guard prisoners in the prison were startled.

Ricky smiled silently when he looked at Semir like this.

"It's ridiculous," Barney took a deep breath, and resentment and anger accumulated again:

"This was actually said from the mouth of a traitor."

But he soon realized that the subject of this conversation had changed.

One second later, I just listened to Samuel spit out a number coldly: "Thirty-seven."

Little Barney is a swaying god:

"What?"

Semir waved the torch to make the flame burn more fully, illuminating the neat bones in the cell: "You said, in eighteen years, you made a speech for the deaths of 37 guards. ."

The prisoners frowned.

Semuel's expressionless face: "Back then, there were 46 people sentenced to prison for bones."

Little Barney's face tightened suddenly!

"Thirty-seven people have unfortunately lost their lives in these years. Seven of you have survived to this day, plus me, only forty-five." Semir's without any emotion, like telling someone else's story:

"One person is missing."

Behind him, Clay and Ricky both laughed.

Thyls' eyebrows beat.

Semir stepped forward, getting closer and closer to Barney.

"It's him, right?"

"He is not here."

Semir looked at Barney coldly: "I didn't see his name on the sign."

"You came in with him, where is he?"

He?

Tyles' heart lifted slowly.

One more person... who is it?

There was an unprecedented silence in the hall.

The prisoners are breathing more and more urgently.

"I understand."

Barney Jr. stared at Semir badly.

"You are not here to rescue us, nor are you to see old friends, are you, cowards, traitors," he gritted his teeth: "As for the people outside..."

But Samuel stretched his arm, and the torch passed through the gap in the fence and pointed straight at Barney!

"Where is he?" Semir asked coldly.

"Bah." Barney Jr. looked at the flames that almost burned in front of his eyes, and poke angrily.

Semuel gave a cold snort and turned to the other side.

"Belleti, you took over as the penalty officer from him, you should know."

Belleti just closed her eyes tightly and shook her head.

Semir looked unswervingly and turned his head again.

"Where is he?"

He said coldly: "Brie, tell me..."

But the strong Brie in the cell just kept shaking his head, his face was sullen, and his throat made a muffled sound: "Woo-"

"Don't look at him~ IndoMTL.com~ Tardin, who is in the same cell as Brie, hugged his arms and sneered sarcastically:

"Brie can't tell you."

"After breaking Larry's neck with his hands, he couldn't speak anymore."

What?

Semir frowned imperceptibly.

Once upon a time, Buri...

He stared at Brie, who looked resentful, from a distance for several seconds, and finally averted his gaze and stopped asking him.

"You know who I am talking about!"

Semir turned around and raised his voice:

"Since Captain Cullen and your father died in the Scarlet Years, he is the only remaining royal guard, the heaviest person."

"Anyone among us can die, but he can't!"

Semir's tone is cold, and he doesn't seem to have any illusions about the meaning of the same robe.

Little Barney has doubts:

"The Scarlet Year?"

Semir grunted and looked at him disdainfully:

"Yes, that year, the year of the blood-from your majesty, the crown prince, the princes, to the nobles, the common people...the creatures were burnt, only a year of blood."

"That's how they called that year."

The prisoners were slightly stagnant, and their expressions changed.

This scene looked a little melancholy in Thales' eyes.

This group of people.

They experienced the horror of the Scarlet Year, but for eighteen years, they did not know what history and the outside world called this year.

Semuel's voice was slightly sad at first, but soon returned to indifference:

"Tell me now,"

"The number one master of the royal guard in the past, the former penal officer of the guard, and the current guard of the guard," Semir looked at the remaining seven prisoners without compromise, and said sharply:

"The'Knight of Punishment' Thaker."

"Where is he?"

The next chapter is still being revised and will be published during the day.