Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 146: Kasha and Kina

My heart is cumbersome, but this palace is empty.

According to legend, these are the words left by the virtuous king Mindis III when he arrived at the Emerald City at the beginning of the sixth century in the end of the calendar. Many years later, the wise monarch passed away. Out of respect (or flattery), the then "Parrot" Duke Federico Kevin Dier took advantage of the opportunity to rename the family-hered Emerald Palace to Kongming Palace, as the King of Yongzhi.

And Thales lives in (it is said that) Xianjun stayed in the room that Xianjun stayed in. From the balcony, you can enjoy the panoramic view of the southern part of the Emerald City, and even see the looming Gonghai City at the far end of the line of sight. When I fall asleep, the whole palace is ethereal and quiet, accompanied by the sound of waves far away, which is really refreshing.

Tyles has been in Kongming Palace for two days.

As he estimated, the past two days were calm and no bad things happened. He lived comfortably and his subordinates lived leisurely and comfortably.

Jane has stayed alive in these few days. Apart from occasionally appearing out of courtesy to have dinner with the local nobles who came to see him and having to invite Thales, he and the prince almost There is no intersection, and there is no meaning to sit down and get close to the latter. One question is "The adults are busy with official duties." Thales is not incomprehensible about this. Probably everyone is learning that his boss is planning to When you do it yourself, you get very busy.

From daily life to food, Kongming Palace-to be exact, Ashford butler-the hospitality to them must not be said to be meticulous and meticulous, perfect, and beyond reproach, today there is a luxurious meal in Anrenzo flavor. At the feast, tomorrow there will be a thorny-style grilled food, so that the Star Lake Guards, who have been used to their hard days, are more energetic and stand straighter when reporting to the prince and Mallos.

"We can't go on like this anymore."

In the restaurant, Thales forks a good-tasting barbecue, takes a pleasant bite, and shakes the fork seriously:

"These... things are softening our will."

Oh my god, it's so delicious.

"I agree, Your Highness," the on-duty DD sighed while drinking a delicious sweet and sour drink imported from Tarumbang. "Fortunately, we are strong-willed and can withstand the test-another drink."

"His Royal Highness is right. We are here to represent the royal family and Star Lake Fort. It is definitely not a trip to the mountains and water to eat, drink and have fun-why look at me like that, dumb? I didn't offend you today... oh, Do you want this dish? Sorry, here, here. What? It's better to mix it up like this?" This is Huaiya who is drinking the soup.

"It's not just that." As the only person not eating, Miranda calmly raised her fork, her eyes sharp, "It's far more than that."

Tyles wiped his mouth and pulled the dessert over:

"Oh, Mira, what do you think?"

I saw Miranda staring at a piece of roast meat on the fork:

"Not only salt and pepper, they must also put other seasonings in order to make this taste."

The sunset.

Why are you so...

Thyls sighed and took a shot of the desktop!

"You think so too, don't you!" He felt like a confidant.

"One-time material desire, one-life waste. We will pay for it." Glover said solemnly, sitting at the end of the table.

"Then what's your hand?" Doyle bit out a piece of meat that he didn't know what it was.

Pang it.

The zombie's face did not change his face and threw the oyster shells that had sucked up the meat into a basin full of empty oyster shells, and wiped his mouth.

"Prepare for the evening shift."

"It was even better yesterday afternoon," Thales forks a piece of cake, leaning gracefully on the back of his chair, "Oscarson and Paul are on duty, and they have a meal of Anrenzo..."

The door was pushed open, and Mallos strode in.

The sound of knives and forks falling to the ground and tables and chairs moving around the dining table was chaotic.

"That," Thales hurriedly straightened up, trying to swallow the food, slurred, "The current political situation in the Emerald City--"

But it was too late.

"Your Majesty," the watchman looked at everyone who was in a hurry, trying to tidy up himself, standing behind him, with a look of "he came too fast, I really can't have time to remind" the crying Kongmuto, "I thought you They were summoned to come over—Guardian Doyle, do you like that dish so much?"

D.D put down the fork quietly.

"Uh, yes, sorry," Thales finally swallowed the food, "Tor, so we are going to..."

What are you doing?

"Yet you guys eat and drink here," Mallos's tone made everyone's hearts tense, "when I'm away."

No one spoke, and the atmosphere was a bit depressing.

As a leader, Thales had to awkwardly hand out a bowl of soup:

"Sorry?"

Malles glanced at him sideways.

Tyles swallowed his throat and drew back uninterestedly: "Sorry."

But when his bowl was half reduced, Mallos took it away. The latter snorted, sat down beside Thales, and took up a spoon.

Grass.

Just say if you want to eat.

"So, that, meeting."

Thyls was about to say something, but seeing everyone's hurried look of despair, I always felt that something was missing.

He looked around, then suddenly took out a familiar puppet bear and put it on the table.

Maybe the puppet bear, which has become a routine, has worked, maybe DD’s sudden expression changes are too vivid, maybe it’s that Mallius, who is trying to pick out the beans in the soup, is really shocking, of course, maybe it’s just too wrong. No matter how wrong the illusion is, in short, Thales feels that everyone is taking a lot more seriously.

Maybe the Star Lake Guard is not a good and powerful general, but after so many trials and hardships, there are always some people who are worthy of trust.

"We can't go on like this anymore."

Thyls pointed to the soup in front of Mallos next to him solemnly:

"These—things! Are softening our will."

Marius, who was about to drink the soup, his face tightened, and he put down the spoon patiently.

"I agree, Your Highness," D.D stared at the soup in Mallos's hand, awe-inspiring, "Fortunately, we are strong-willed and can stand the test."

"Uh," Huaiya hesitated for a while, but didn't expect anything. "His Royal Highness is right. We are here to represent the royal family and Xinghu Fort. It is definitely not a trip to the mountains and water to eat, drink and have fun-dumb, that , Rolf, what do you say?"

Rolfe just put on the mask, hid his expression behind it, and nodded.

"It's more than that," Miranda looked serious, "It's far more than that."

"Yes, as my grandfather said," Glover kicked the basin of oyster shells away from the ground with a blank face, "Indulging in a momentary desire for materialism, in exchange for a lifetime of waste."

Tyles looked around, exchanged glances with everyone, and nodded in relief: "Very good, you guys."

Malles didn't speak, he slowly narrowed his eyes.

Behind him, Kong Muto showed an expression of impossibility.

I saw Lao Kong Chang sighed and looked like he was willing to go:

"In fact, Your Highness, everybody, Lord Mallos listened for a while outside the door. It took two or three minutes before he came in."

The next second, including Thales, everyone at the table Qi Qishihua.

Only the little puppet bear with big innocent eyes is as cute as ever.

"Jian," Mallos quietly called the names of his subordinates, without looking back, "Tomorrow you will be on duty for three days in a row."

Kong Muto nodded his head with no humor:

"Yes, sir."

There was a dead silence in the restaurant.

No one speaks.

It seems that even the tablecloth is dyed gray.

Only the sound of Mallos's pleasant soup, long and harsh, echoed in everyone's ears.

It's been a long while before Thales recovered from the extravagant life, and he said:

"In short, we are here for the first time and need information about the Emerald City."

Everyone was awakened one by one, and under the silent but powerful deterrence of Mallos, they joined the discussion.

"What kind of information?" DD stared at his little bear. "Actually, my lord, can I ask what we are here for? I said it was a blind date, but I asked about it all over the castle, no one knew about Sile. Where is the lady."

Miranda looked cold.

"Well, I'll be honest."

Thyls sighed: "As I said to others yesterday, what your Majesty wants is obvious. Blind dates and marriages are just means. He asked me to come here as a gesture, in order to...show the whole kingdom Attitude to enhance the royal family’s political influence on the South Bank."

He looked at everyone.

Also, that's not a big mistake, right?

"It's a pity," Wyard was suddenly dispirited, "I thought we were here to do a big job, to seek justice from Duke Jen-whether it was seven years ago or two days ago."

Tyles narrowed his eyes.

Nor, a big mistake?

"I thought," Glover said solemnly, "We are here to talk to the Kevin Deere family to death and death."

Thyls swallowed.

It's not too big, wrong?

"Of course, my father is not me. He doesn't understand or care about the relationship between me and Jen." The prince took a deep breath. , And I must work hard to survey the city to find opportunities and even bargaining chips in order to prepare for Jen’s hostile behavior towards me."

Miranda whispered:

"You mean to find a weakness that makes Jen a headache, enough to make him compromise with you."

Thyls snapped his fingers.

That's not a big mistake.

These words silenced everyone for a while.

"I can't ask for it," D.D held up a drink in silence, "The Duke is a complete bastard, Your Highness, do you really want to be a brother-in-law with such a person?"

The prince scratched his head:

"Well, about this..."

Boom.

Mallos put down the soup bowl and wiped his mouth gracefully, just to interrupt Thales.

"I believe you can see it." He stretched out his hand and freely grabbed the little bear in front of Thales, wiped the fur on it, and placed it in front of him. "The Emerald City is a unique place. Towns are very different from most places we have seen."

Thyls stared blankly at the puppet bear being drawn to the watchman. He wanted to say something but was speechless.

"DD and Aaronde," Mallos's expression was quite serious, and what he said was beyond doubt, "From tomorrow, you are going to contact the great families in the Emerald City, from the noble lords to the local governors, From family banquets to safari horse races, your goal is the big people in this city and their families."

"Me?" Doyle, who was still paying attention to the bear, reacted with surprise.

"Me?" Miranda frowned.

"Yes, Aaron, you are the daughter of the Duke of the North, and the celebrity in front of your Royal Highness," Mallos nodded, seemingly normal, "People from the South Bank like to hold banquets and dances, remember to go Pick a nice dress and they will rush for you."

Miranda.

Prom.

The dress.

Everyone turned their heads in unison to look at the person involved.

It's over-Thales covered his eyes with a slap, but couldn't help but open a curious finger.

At that moment, Miranda Allende, the heiress in the north and the powerful general of the fortress flower, was wearing black gloves holding the Eagle Flying sword beside the chair, and sitting proudly on the seat. , The glorious descendant of Xueying, the proud chief of Pegasus, the sword of Neverwinter in the winter castle, the flying falcon in the sky of Broken Dragon Fortress-opened his mouth wide and was terrified.

A few seconds later, she stood up abruptly, angrily.

"Prom? Why? Should I be lucky?"

"No," Mallos sighed, looking embarrassed. "Actually, this is the hardest job. Only the best people can do it."

Miranda, who was supposed to fight for reason, suddenly suffocated.

The best man—D.D heard these words brightly before his eyes, and he unconsciously adjusted his collar.

"But your Highness really doesn't have enough to do it...Of course, if you can't go..."

Boom.

Miranda sat down with a sullen expression:

"I will go."

Thyls closed his fingers.

Malos continued: "If possible, I would want to include Paul. The heir to the Soul Castle sounds good, but that guy joined us halfway through, and I have to look at it again."

"I also joined midway." Miranda was unloved, as if she was on the edge of the prison river.

"You are not, Miss Arund, you fought with us seven years ago," Huaiya tried to encourage her, "Also, you are the genius of the End Tower, the chief of the Pegasus family."

Rolf and Glover Qiqi on the other side disdain to hum.

But when they saw each other, they turned their heads in discomfort.

"I, I..."

The girl from Allende's family squeezed out a few words embarrassedly: "I've been to the Northland and Royal Capital's prom before, but they don't like me, and I don't like me... Maybe..."

"Fortunately, we are on the South Bank," Mallos decisively refused, sending the dying Miranda back to Hell River, "Take out your skills on the battlefield and force them to like you."

"From the past to the news, from rumors to gossip, from economics to politics, your highness must know all the information that comes from famous families."

"Uh, that's what I mean." Thales coughed, and tried to put his mouth in, showing his presence.

"What about me? What about me?" D.D emerged from the side and asked expectantly.

"You, um," Mallos frowned, as if he couldn't find his tongue, "help pick the dress."

After saying that, he left the broken-hearted youth and the girl in pain at the table and looked at Huai Ya.

"Commuto, Master Caso," Mallos said calmly, "According to your experience and background, I want you to enter all walks of life, from the security department to the notary hall, from major guilds to foreign business travelers. Regardless of whether it is a middle-level bureaucrat, grass-roots cadres, farm landlords, handicraft owners or property knights, Your Royal Highness must know the secrets of the operation of this city."

Huiya nodded at first, but was unhappy afterwards:

"Can you not call me Master?"

"No, in fact, you have to get used to this title. For many people of ordinary origin but striving to make progress, you are the young master," Mallos didn't care. "And the important thing is that they can And the young master."

"You mean, as a model of struggle, Earl Gilbert Casso is within reach?" Wiya understood something and gritted his teeth.

Everyone frowned.

"No," Mallos responded lightly, "Facing them, you can't just be Wiya, and you can't be just Caso."

"You must be Wya Casso."

Huiya's expression changed.

"Yes, Thor is right, this is very..."

Tyles cleared his throat to interrupt, but Mallos has turned to the next pair:

"Glover, there are dumb guys--I know your name is Rolf, so don't blow my soup."

Tyles retracted into his seat angrily.

"I want you two to go deep into the market, dive into the bottom, to meet people who don’t live like humans, to see unofficial things, if you understand what I mean," the watchman narrowed his eyes and said in a tone of voice. People shuddered, "If necessary, even if you use your hands to dig out the gutters and ditch pits in this town, you must dig out its darkest, most veiled, most disgusting and most shameless secret for me-don’t Panic, this is just rhetoric and has no literal meaning."

Malles has a gloomy expression: "Not most of the time."

Glover and Rolf stood up angrily!

"Me?" Glover gritted his teeth, "Me, and this dumb...Rolf?"

"Huh!" Rolf looked cold, and the curtain behind him shook frantically, making different gestures.

"Very good, I like it, I can," D.D tried to read the other's sign language, and smiled, "He looks very excited!"

Thyls, who understands sign language, hesitated to speak.

Glover and Rolf looked at each other and turned their heads angrily.

"I, sir, I can't! How should I talk to him? Winking?" Glover was unwilling.

"No need to talk," Mallos shook his head. "The rules of that kind of place are deeper, and you will be bad when you talk."

Glover is stuck.

"If he has to communicate, he is literate."

Rolf grunted dissatisfiedly, and made a few more gestures.

"Then how do they inquire about intelligence?" Thales finally hurried to translate the sign language before D.D.

"Then it depends on your creative ability, but I am very confident in you," Mallos said, "Of course, if you are willing to go to the prom and exchange with Arund..."

The dark-faced Miranda's eyes brightened upon hearing this.

The next second, Glover and Rolf sat down at a thundering speed, and pushed back the poor girl who had found a chance to climb out of the prison river.

They glanced at each other and turned their heads upset for the third time.

"For specific matters, I will negotiate with the banner officer. Your Highness and I will listen to your reports regularly. As for others," Mallos nodded, "We have other arrangements."

"Yes."

Everyone agreed weakly.

"Yes, uh, that, that's it," Thales felt he had to say something, he stood up unconsciously, "Everyone, um, come on."

"Yes."

All life promises irrevocably.

Tyles looked at everyone's energetic look and couldn't help scratching his head.

"By the way, what about me?"

Thyls looked at the watchman.

"You, Your Highness, you," Mallos frowned, "Hmm..."

Thyls looked at him expectantly.

After thinking about it for a long time, Mallos sighed and returned the puppet bear on the table to the prince.

"Please have a meal."

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Thyls walked down from the main palace to the Barbican.

The main palace of Kongming Palace is based on a rare giant rock, surrounded by mountains and rocks, and carefully built on top of it. After several generations and even dozens of generations of expansion and improvement, today’s Kongming The main palace is already the absolute commanding height in the Emerald City. Under the guard of the barbican, it has three towers and extended observation platforms, like a legendary envoy with four wings and four wings, sitting upright in the center of the city. On the slope, looking after travelers from all directions from Seven Seas.

The tone in the main palace is dominated by soft and simple emerald green. The three colors of the Kevin Deere family crest are matched in different functional areas to create a unique feature. The furnishings in the palace cost from the outside to the inside, from the host to the guest, from the living to the banquet, introducing many foreign objects from all directions and seven seas. They have different styles and forms, but they are surprisingly unified together, not abrupt or unobtrusive. The cumbersomeness, on the contrary, demonstrates the abundance of goods and prosperity of the Emerald City.

In general, compared to the solemn and solemn Fuxing Palace, the rough and domineering Yingling Palace, and the more secluded and indifferent Xinghu Fortress, the Kongming Palace is both elegant and fresh, but also bright and novel, even if you go north and south. The well-informed Duke of Thales himself is full of praise--

"Big Dogs."

Thyls looked at the portrait of the Duke of South Bank and its pure gold frame, and left his own comment.

"Prom, dance steps," Miranda, who was accompanied by the side, had a dark face, with mysterious words that others could not understand, "dress, hairstyle, makeup..."

It's no help.

Tyles glanced at her and sighed helplessly.

"Your Highness!" Miranda was shocked and begged, "Can you..."

She looked sympathetic to Thales and couldn't bear it, so he hesitated for a while:

"No."

The prince was heartbroken, he walked forward on his own, leaving Miranda back to whispering.

Just now.

"Oh, my dear, my dear! Look what I found." This is a slightly ostentatious voice

"What what? You found out--oh, sunset, hehe..." It was a slightly lazy voice.

Thyls, who bowed his head in thought, was startled, and then raised his head.

On the steps in front of him, there appeared two girls in skirts holding hands, one on the left and one on the right, one purple and one yellow skirt, but at the age of more than ten years, they were originally beautiful and affectionate. But his eyes were burning and his laughter was sharp.

"Tsk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk-" The girl in the blue and purple skirt on the left chuckles, speaking lazily.

"Yoyoyoyoyoyoyo-" the girl in the yellow dress on the right opened her lips and spoke, her tone open.

Thyls looked at them ignorantly.

They uttered one after another, collected a word, sang and played together, and they were connected together unexpectedly—like a person talking.

"A cute, lost noble boy," the girl in the blue and purple skirt smiled charmingly, and gave Thales a sense of a cheetah sneaking in, staring at him, "With his big poor eyes open, I don’t know why, Inexplicably, I even looked at us nervously!"

"As if thinking in my heart, who are they, why are they here, why they met? Of course, the most important thing is, why are they so cute!" The girl in the yellow skirt smiled pleasantly. The moment she took the conversation, it was like a wolf showing its fangs and claws.

The clothes are luxurious and the manners are extraordinary.

Thyls frowned: He is a nobleman with status.

"Um, ladies, I'm sorry to bother you," Thales suddenly had a bad feeling, "I'm just looking for a way to Ancestral Rock, and then out of the Barbican..."

But his voice fell, and the two girls fluttered in their dresses, and walked in front of him in style!

"A boy, living alone in Kongming Palace."

"A boy, in the main palace, walking alone."

The two girls walked around Thales and looked at each other with mysterious smiles.

"Aha? The emblem on the clothes?" The girl in the blue and purple skirt narrowed her eyes.

"Aha! Nine-pointed star!" The girl in the yellow dress raised her eyebrows.

The two girls hugged each other in surprise, looking at each other, all smiles wickedly:

"I won the first prize!"

Tyles saw his scalp tighten, and quickly turned away quietly.

However, in the next second, two girls instantly appeared on both sides of him, one on the left and the other, regardless of whether the posture was decent or not, they grabbed his arms!

"Get out of the way, he is mine!" The girl in the blue purple skirt grabbed Thales's left arm and looked at each other proudly.

"Why? First come, first served!" The girl in the yellow skirt hugged the boy's right arm, her eyes provocative, and refused to give up.

"I am born first! I am first!"

"I am my sister! First!"

"In your first night, I lied to the mother for you!"

"Your first love, I helped you hide it from your father!"

"You are so coquettish, you secretly seduce three knights to kill each other, I know!"

"You hypocritically cheated the four families back and forth, I also know!"

When their gazes met in the air, Thales’ crimes in the Hell River felt a touch of danger.

The girl in the blue and purple skirt snorts contemptuously:

"So what?"

The girl in the goose yellow skirt raised her chin not to be outdone:

"So what?"

Seeing that their swords are drawn, they have a lot of meaning to not give up unless Thales is divided and eaten.

No, wait?

Forget about their inexplicable quarrels and "partitions", but...

Tyles instinctively wanted to break free, but the strength of the two girls was surprisingly strong, and the techniques were also very clever, it was difficult to break free!

"Hey! I said, can you guys put me..."

But the eyes of the two girls changed!

"In this case, the benefits are hard to distinguish, the reason is hard to distinguish..." The girl in the blue and purple skirt gritted her teeth, her expression lamented.

"Blood ties are hard to break, friendship is hard to diminish..." The girl in the yellow skirt sighed.

"Then we follow the usual practice..."

"Relying on the past..."

The next second, the expressions of the two girls changed, and they were overjoyed:

"Share it!!!"

Share? Oh no--

As soon as Thales wanted to speak, he realized that he was overwhelmed by a burst of words.

"Happy cooperation, sister?"

"Love each other, sister!"

The two girls are facing each other, arm in arm, smiling, how can they still have those teary eyes?

"Now, it's time to divide up the spoils, sister, what do you want?"

The girl in the blue and purple skirt clings to Thales’s arm like a shadow, touching the prince’s face without letting him resist, talking to herself:

"Lips? Eyes? Nose? Face? Clavicle? Fingers? Well, so hesitate."

"Eh! You guys, you can't do this—" Thales was shocked.

"Ah, sister, you really don't know how to choose," the girl in the yellow skirt also posted it, but her eyes were burning and her palms went straight to Thales' chest, "Look at the core muscles first-oh, I have practiced! There is shape and strength! Chest, abdomen, thighs!"

The two girls looked at each other with surprise expressions.

It's like giving out a favorite gift.

"No, why are you talking like this, one after the other, and not stopping--" Thales struggled out as decently as he could, and was interrupted when he was about to speak.

"I found the finger cocoon. I was still practicing swords. It was real practice! Not a fake handle!" The girl in the blue purple skirt held one of Thales's palms and was very excited.

"There are still scars on the palm! Wow, handsome cuts! Returning from a hundred battles, only for the Iraqi!" The girl in the yellow dress stroked the other palm of the prince with affection.

"Wow! Delicious?"

"Delicious?"

The two girls let go of Thales, held each other in front of the latter, and shook their fists excitedly: "Delicious!!!"

"Hey!"

Thyls, who just thinks his head is going to be noisy, can't bear it:

"Can you stop it?!"

As soon as I said this, the surroundings became quiet.

But it was only short-lived.

"Hmm, a little temper?"

"It's a bit, maybe it's pretty hard."

"Tsk tusk, is it a good thing?"

"Of course, like riding a horse, what's the point of being soft?"

Thyls couldn't listen, and roared: "Hey!"

The two girls were startled and turned to look at him.

A pitiful one.

A happily crying.

Um----

Thyls was taken aback, a little embarrassed: "Sorry, I didn't mean to yell at you..."

But when he spoke, the two girls changed their faces instantly!

"Hey, still very soft-hearted! Interesting!"

"Soft, easy to be fooled!"

"I want to bully him!"

"Want to see him cry and cry!"

"Very important!"

"Important people hurt!"

The two girls held each other with a smile, shaking their waists happily.

Thyls was stunned.

These two...what are they?

He took a deep breath: "Actually, two ladies, I am—"

The next second, habitually, before he could speak, the two girls' eyes lit up!

"We know!"

"We know!"

"About who you are?"

"Who is it!"

In the dizzy feeling of Thales, the two talked and walked on the left and the right, and circled Thales back and forth like dancing steps:

"The hope of the kingdom! The future of the stars!"

"Heroic hostage, merciful prince!"

The girl in the blue and purple skirt put on his shoulders, charming and seductive: "Some people say that you are swaying and fancy, one of them is one!"

The girl in the goose yellow skirt took his arm, cute and cute: "Some people say that you are single-minded, look for one to be one!"

"Some people say that you are sincere and kind and make everyone love each other!"

"Some people say that you are hypocritical and fool the kingdom to surround you!"

Thyls just felt like he was going to faint.

"You are?"

"You are--"

The two girls separated and exchanged positions tacitly, one smiling confidently, the other sly gaze, and they said in unison:

"Tyles Canstar!"

Huh.

Calm down.

Calm down.

What are these two...

Tyles took a deep breath, and somehow eased from the pause of man-made noise.

"Yes, I'm just...no, I mean I'm just Thales, not so many adjectives--"

But it's a pity that the drama of the two unsuspecting guests is obviously not over yet.

They put on both sides of Thales again, you come to me to fight for beauty, like a puff of comparison, rushing to recite his identity:

"Prince of Stars!"

"The Duke of Star Lake!"

"Polaris!"

"The little star of the Grand Duke!"

"The bottom of the skirt--"

"Stop!!!" Seeing to be bad, Thales waved his hand violently, urging the crime of Hell River: "That's it!"

The two girls looked at him in surprise.

The world is quiet.

Maybe the crime of Hell River finally worked, and the girls didn't speak any more.

Thyls, who is about to go crazy, finally has the power to organize his thoughts and ask questions that linger in his mind:

"The first question, who are you in Kongming Palace? Why are you here?"

The two girls looked at him angrily, and then at each other innocently.

"That are two questions."

"Two, yes, sisters."

"Mathematics is not learned in vain?"

"Arithmetic is not for nothing cheating!"

Here again.

Thyls covered his head in pain: Can't they just leave one person to talk?

The two girls smiled and turned around:

"But we are generous."

"We are very simple."

The blue and purple girls squinted their eyes:

"We are very kind."

The smile of the girl in the goose yellow skirt widened:

"We are willing to satisfy you."

"Whatever you want."

"Even if it is bad."

The two looked at each other and smiled together covering their mouths:

"Very bad!"

"Especially to you!"

"Especially to you!"

"Enough!" The dying Thales raised his hand tremblingly:

"Do you want to answer me, you are--"

The next second, the two girls Qi Qijiao shouted and separated suddenly!

"In the cliffs of the Nawola Corridor..." The girl in the blue purple skirt walked behind Thales, laughing, and stretched out a hand through his hair.

"In the gap between the twin towers of rocks..." The girl in the yellow dress came to him with a terrifying look and hooked his chin.

"There is a group of imperial survivors living in the era of frequent disasters that day."

"They are loyal!"

"They are stubborn!"

"They are struggling to survive!"

"They are struggling!"

"Just wait for Rudol's glory to reappear!"

"Looking forward to the return of Prince Tormond!"

"End the World War I, and make contributions."

"Stars build a country, plan for the world!"

What, what, and what?

Thyls, who has not been able to get used to their speaking style so far, was dizzy.

"Thousands of years have passed, and their leaders have been passed down from generation to generation."

The girl in the blue and purple skirt lit up: "Their glory is even more brilliant!"

The girl in the goose yellow skirt is heroic: "Their ethnic language has never changed!"

The next second, they stood together again and said in unison:

"Wisdom is on the left!"

"Sword to the right!"

"Kasakina!"

They exchanged eyes with a smile, and left and right separated:

"One left and one right!"

Wait.

Thyls, who can hear his head like a fight, struggles to find the light of order in the evil chaos, has some doubts.

Wisdom, long sword...

Somewhat familiar?

"The Demon Twins of Walla Collar!"

What the devil?

"The Scary Sister Flower of the Twin Towers Longsword!"

What horror?

The smile of the girl in the blue and purple skirt is mysterious and cunning:

"Kasha Karabyan!"

The standing posture of the girl in the goose yellow skirt is arrogant and flying:

"Kina Karabyan!"

The two laughed together, looked at Thales and said loudly:

"On the stage of history-to show you!"

What, what, what?

Tyles squinted his eyes: "This is... the drama of the Temple of the Night, right? The lines are a bit familiar!"

In the next moment, Kai'Sa and Kina's eyes lit up, looking at each other:

"Huh, he is in the theater?"

"He is in the theater?"

"He actually watched the show?"

"He actually watched the show!"

The two of them looked at each other, smiled triumphantly, and turned to Thales.

"What drama do you like, Your Highness?" Kai'Sa blinked.

"Romance? Court? History? War? Politics?" Kina licked her tongue.

"Don't be religious police!"

"But it doesn't matter!"

"Life after marriage is still long..."

"We slowly cultivate~IndoMTL.com~There must be--"

The two put on Thales' arms again, full of vitality:

"Similar interests!"

Huh?

They seemed to have just said...

Tyles spent a whole few seconds before he became shocked and reacted:

"ah ah ah ah, you are - Walla collar Calabi Young was sha ......!"

The two girls—Katha and Kina blinked star-like eyes and nodded in anticipation.

Thyls tried his best to bit the "big silly man" to death in his mouth.

With a strange and complicated mood, the Duke of Xinghu squeezed out a smile and sorted out the clothes that were about to be torn apart:

"Uh, it's an honor to meet you, esteemed Ms. Karabyan and... Ms. Karabyan?"