Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 148: Clearly, plainly and plainly

In the dark prison, the atmosphere full of ominous and horrifying lingering for a long time.

Even after Ricky's laughter and Thacker's cry were both submerged, Thales could still experience the gloomy and creepy trembling in the air.

The Scarlet Year.

Eddie II.

The star royal family.

And, the only threat to the Queen of Magic...

Perfect anti-magic armed.

Tyles breathed in a trance, and just realized that his hands and feet were trembling slightly.

The secret just now shocked the prince too much.

Tyles lowered his head in a daze, and looked at his left palm with a few superficial scars, which he couldn't see if he didn't look closely.

Six years ago, he used this hand to hold the forbidden weapon... sealed Giza?

That one is most likely to be the culprit who killed the Canstar Royal Family...

The front of the world?

Thinking of its name that shouldn't be a coincidence and the strange call of life, Thales could not help but clenched his fist, his heart clenched.

What the **** is that?

Countless questions came with the goose bumps and swallowed him.

"We should go now."

On the other side, Ricky put away the aftertaste and happy expression, and replied indifferently:

"This is the end for today."

But just when he turned around.

"Wait, Ricky."

Semuel, who was also startled, sighed and looked at Thacker in the cell: "The last question."

In the dim light, the figure of the penalty knight seemed to sit on the ground, full of sadness.

Ricky frowned slightly, but said nothing after all.

Semir walked towards the fence step by step, and the fire light pushed the shadow of the fence to the front, and continued to approach the corner where Thaker was hiding.

"Just now, Saker."

"Barney Jr. told me," Semir took a breath and hesitated slightly: "The royal guard had a traitor and betrayed your majesty and your majesty."

Sackel in the cell shuddered and raised his head dullly.

The expression is erratic.

Thyls forcibly put away the chaotic thoughts in his heart and looked towards the court.

"Barney talked like a mess, and his head was eloquent." Thinking of the scene just now, the face of Semir holding the torch was pained: "What should be in harmony with the outside, what is the order of the crown prince, what deliberately takes us around, what is still lurking afterwards In our team...such nonsense."

Sacele, who was sitting against the wall, still looked at him silently, but his face was slightly lowered, immersed in the shadows, not real.

Semir gave a chuckle, not knowing whether it was sarcastic or self-deprecating.

"It seems that a traitor really exists," Semir's tone revealed unspeakable sadness:

"It seems that as long as they find him, Barney and the others will be free, at least they will atone for their sins."

Sackel sighed softly in the prison, as if he hadn't recovered from the blow he had just hit.

But at least he spoke, with a casual tone, as if sleepwalking:

"Really."

Semuel's face tightened.

"So, Thacker," he seemed to have made up his mind, gritted his teeth and said hard: "I must ask this sentence: is it you?"

"The so-called traitor back then..."

"Is that you?"

This question makes Thales and Ricky both different. The former is silent and the latter is indifferent.

Sacuel is like a dull old man, it took a few seconds to react.

He slowly raised his head and looked at Semir in confusion in a dark corner beyond the reach of the light.

"When the situation was urgent and the enemy met on all sides."

Semir exhales, gritting his teeth, a little bit difficult:

"Whether it is at the gate of the palace or the Hall of Stars, whether it is Captain Cullen, Barney or Tony, they are all assured to put all the forty-six people who were later sentenced by the elite guards into your hands or watch To leave, or to count on your help......"

He clenched his fist unknowingly.

"Because they all know and believe that no matter how powerful the enemy is, if the penalty knight leads and the next captain of the guard is there, they will be able to change the situation and everything will be safe."

Semil turned his head, as if he couldn't bear to hurt the man who was hit and bruised in front of him: "Unless...unless he is a traitor."

The banner officer gently closed his eyes.

"Is that you, Saker?"

Neither Thales nor Ricky listened quietly.

In the cell, Thacker took several breaths and slowly raised his eyes.

"Is it me?" he repeated it blankly, his eyes confused.

Semir opened his eyes lightly, although he couldn't bear it, he still had a strong tone:

"Sakeel, you may not be good at counterfeiting or spying, but you are the crown prince's guard confidant, and you are second to none, not to mention that you are also the chief banner officer."

Sackel tugged at the corner of his mouth with a smile, limited by the light, Thales could not see the exact expression above his mouth.

"Is it me...?"

He repeated quietly again.

Semuel sighed, seemingly not confident in the other party's state.

But he stopped for a few seconds, but he still broke.

"Sacuel, I know your mind is not clear," the banner officer gritted his teeth and said harshly: "But it's okay, I believe, like many people, like me, there is only one thing in your memory that will last forever. Does not fade."

Boom!

Semir raised his fist and slammed it on his chest!

The three people present couldn't help but stare.

"Swear it, Thacker, swear in front of me, in front of the blood of the star."

Semir is resolute and authentic, and a cold light flashes in his eyes:

"With your honor, your dignity, your sword, your ancestors, with a long heritage, since the age of the empire, loyal to the Ludor nobles under the throne, the name of the Thacker family, solemn Swear!"

Finally, when he heard this, Thaker was shaking all over!

The penalty knight stood up slowly, revealing a branded face in the dim firelight, and slowly focused on his eyes.

Ricky was thoughtful.

Semuel was short of breath, and continued with pain on his face: "Solemnly swear, Saker...In your entire life, you have never betrayed the Star Royal Family, the Royal Guard, and the Guardian Oath!"

Sac'el's face slowly became serious.

Tyles' breathing became smaller.

"Tell me, tell me personally, you are not a traitor."

Semir is low and down, and his tone seems helpless:

"Tell me."

But Thaker didn't answer, he just looked at Semir from a distance, his eyes dim.

For a time, only the breathing of four people was heard in the air.

But in the next second

Step on!

Semuel stepped forward fiercely and grabbed Thaker’s cell fence!

Ricky's face changed slightly.

"Please!"

Semir turned his back to Thales, with an unclear expression and a bit of gritted teeth.

But Thaker remained silent, just staring at him.

"Please, answer me, Honorable Penalty Officer," Once again, Semir's words have been imploring:

"This is too important."

His hand holding the fence was already shaking.

Finally, Thacker snorted slightly, and the eyes that had just been distracted returned to Qingming again.

"Too important?"

"Why are they asking you Barney, Samuel?"

He curled his mouth and shook his head silently:

"Ask you if you are a traitor?"

Semir's face turned pale, not knowing if he could not bear the pain or something else, he unconsciously released the fence and took a step back.

His palm shook slightly.

"And you, do you really want me to be a traitor," the penalty knight smiled: "Or do you hope I am not?"

There was a long silence in the air.

Semir lowered his head deeply.

However, soon after, a silent sigh came from the darkness.

Unexpectedly, Thacker's voice gradually sounded, from low to high, from light to heavy.

"I swear," he said lightly:

"Imanusakel, here I am solemn with my honor, my dignity, my sword, and my ancestors, in the name of the Thaker family who has been loyal to the throne since the age of the empire Swear."

Semuel looked up with complicated expressions, as if inspired by something.

"This life will be spent, and this will be the end of this life." As the words progressed, Saker's tone became more and more solemn:

"I never betrayed the Canstar royal family, never betrayed the guard's oath."

Thyls' eyebrows beat.

He seems to be missing something.

Sure enough, Thacker’s sigh came again:

"The only thing I am sorry is you."

Semir's breath seemed to be cut off.

Just listen to the decadent and sad voice of the penalty knight continue to sound:

"Captain Cullen, Tony, Morian, Belletti, Camilla, Rogo, Tardin, Brie, Nye, and you, Semir..."

"All the brethren of the Royal Guard."

He sounded like a dying old man, confessing his guilt as a young man in despair.

Semuel remained motionless.

"As a person with high hopes, in such a storm, I have neither the power nor the power to protect you, help you, lead you, and traverse obstacles with you, through the dangers," Saker looked at Semir, looking at the mark on his face, said dumbly:

"I can only sit here, day after day, year after year, watching you sink to this point and suffer."

Tyles turned his head and thought of the thirty-seven imperial guards who died in the prison of bones above, thinking of them either sluggish, or desolate, or liberated, or crazy, and looked at the shaggy eyes at this time. Thacker, it was quite unpleasant for a while.

Sacker closed his eyes lightly, and squeezed out a word that he didn’t know how many years he had held in his heart:

"Sorry."

There was another silence.

Semir's expression remained unchanged for a long time, but he slowly turned his head away.

"So, the traitor is not you," the banner officer shivered slightly: "Or, the traitor has died in imprisonment."

"Or, there are no traitors at all? No one betrayed your Majesty's family?"

Semuel turned his head abruptly, his tone seemed to have a faint pleading meaning:

"Everything, everything is just the imagination of the conspirator Barney?"

Sackel didn't answer him right away, but paced silently, and sat back in his bleak atmosphere again.

After a while, there was a faint sigh in the air.

"Maybe there is."

Semuel was slightly surprised: "What?"

I saw Sackel put his head back against the wall, his eyes seemed to lose focus again:

"I think there should be traitors."

As soon as this remark came out, both Samuel and Thales, even Ricky's expression changed.

Until his words continue.

"But they are not just a certain person, nor a certain face, a certain name."

Semir frowned:

"What do you mean?"

Sackel shook his head with a helpless and hollow smile.

"Brothers in the royal guard, all come from the main aristocratic gates of the royal capital," he looked at the top of his head, as if he had seen the past there, and the rhythm of his tone became ups and downs, and the rhythm was orderly:

"Barney, Belletti, Semir, Tardin, Saker... The old captain is also a Sun Sword and Shield from the six giants, and the younger brother of the Guardian Duke of the East China Sea."

"They all have a high sense of honor and responsibility, and even a sense of mission. They are proud of being a star, proud of being a descendant of the empire, and regard the kingdom as their eternal home and belonging."

Listening to the words of the penalty knight, Semir was silent.

"But..."

Sackel turned his head.

"You just heard what the man said, about the secrets of the dragonbreaker," his expression became sad and painful: "About... back then."

The other three were all startled.

Sacuel’s breathing was disturbed for a moment, a bitter color flashed across his face, and then he turned into a twitching chuckle:

"Hahahahaha..."

No one spoke.

"In fact, everything has been shown early. I knew it, I should have known it."

"From the power limitation order issued to the great nobles, from the business decree, from the wedding of His Majesty, from the consultants who frequently enter and exit the palace, from the meetings convened from time to time, from the increasingly fierce interviews of the subjects, I should see that the doubts in their eyes have been planted long ago, whether they are brothers or others, and are slowly sprouting."

Semir did not speak.

"Look at what your majesty has done, the road he has set foot on, the battlefield on which he stands, and the enemy he has chosen," the prisoner still looked at the ceiling with complex expressions, his laughter was full of bitterness And regret:

"Look at the future he chose for the tens of thousands of people of the stars."

Tels listened to him silently, imagining everything that the former Eddie II had to face in that era.

Sackel exhaled hoarsely.

Thyls can't help frowning when he thinks of the world-cleaning front and the secrets he has just learned.

Semir turned his head violently, seemingly unable to bear to listen anymore.

"You and Barney, you are so eager to find that traitor, but..."

"I’m thinking... if you call the so-called traitor, if those who have expectations and visions for the future of the Star Kingdom, if they really know something like the Dragon Broker, so they acted for it, willingly Bear the condemnation of your conscience, even if it goes against the king’s will..."

Sackel stared at the void blankly, immersed in his own world, and spoke more and more incoherently:

"If they can no longer tell what betrayal and loyalty are... it's not impossible, right?"

Semir was stunned.

However, Thacker continued surreptitiously:

"The question is, Samuel, what position should we stand on so that we can blame them without hesitation? Are loyalists contemptuous of betrayers? Are the loyalists condemning the second?"

The air inside and outside the cell seemed to freeze, and the prisoners and prison robbers tasted different bitterness in it.

Finally, Semir's expression moved as if it were a lifetime away.

"I don't understand." He said quietly.

Sackel smiled.

"Oh, I don't understand either."

The penalty knight seemed to recover slowly, he clasped his arms, and sank his face into the darkness.

"Let's go, you don't belong here, you don't have to be here, you are not the one to blame."

Sachelle slowly stretched out his hand and pointed again at the empty corner outside the cell, as if there was someone there:

"Not the one who should face him here."

It seems that after a long time, Semir turned around with difficulty like a hibernating animal suddenly awakening.

No longer look at the penalty knight.

Semuel took a violent breath, as if to swallow all the unexpressed resentment and grievances into his chest.

"I told you," Ricky tapped his hilt lightly on the other side, seemingly indifferent:

"The person facing the past cannot find the answer."

Finally, under Ricky's gaze, Semir took a step, with a feeling of regret or relief, walking towards the way he came.

Leave Thaker’s cell behind him.

Thyls stared at his back, frowning tightly.

"What are you waiting for, Your Highness?"

Ricky smiled lightly, as if calling a child to eat:

"The show is over."

Unexpectedly, Thales did not move to keep up, but raised a pair of eyes that did not know when they became alert, and looked at Ricky.

"So this is your goal?"

"This secret?"

Tyles leaned down, picked up the extinguished torch on the ground, and looked at the remaining temperature of the material on it, vaguely recognizable flakes of ashes.

Ricky frowned imperceptibly.

I saw the prince slowly raised his head and exhaled softly under the light of the fire that Semir went further and further: "What about then?"

Semir's footsteps stopped, and he also noticed Thales' performance.

"Then, we will go home." Ricky looked at Thales coldly, not satisfied with his uncooperative appearance.

"Unless, do you still want to talk to the guy who killed your uncle?"

Thyls sighed heavily.

So.

Now is the last step of this group of people.

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After this, there is no way for him to go except their claws.

Tyles took a deep breath and whispered to himself: "I'm ready."

I'm ready.

The next second, His Royal Highness smiled brightly and raised his head:

"Hey, can I have a discussion?"

Thyls looked at the torch with the wooden stick in his hand, scratching his head seemingly annoyed: "I mean, look, now that you have got what you want, and I, as a weak teenager..."

Ricky shook his head slightly and accepted his words without any doubt:

"Also what we want."

Thyls's speech was stagnant.

I saw Ricky stepping forward slowly, with a faint threat:

"Even more than our original goal."

Thyls raised his eyebrows involuntarily.

He had to sigh: "But, you know, no matter whether it is the kingdom or the secret science, they will not let you out of the camp easily."

Semuel walked back and looked at Thales, who seemed to be intent on negotiation, with Ricky.

"They won't," Ricky snorted coldly:

"But they don't know."

Thyls smiled helplessly and spread his hands: "But..."

"What if they knew?"

Under the fire of Semir, Ricky frowned slightly:

"What do you mean?"

Thyls bared his big white teeth and smiled shyly.

"I mean, if the Kingdom Secret Division knows your actions clearly and plainly from beginning to end, from beginning to end?"

Ricky was startled slightly, then his face sank:

"You..."

But at the moment when Ricky's first syllable exited, the sudden change occurred!

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