Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 152: Peer

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At that moment, Thales' whole brain was dumbfounded.

Looking at the drill who was kneeling respectfully, what flashed in his mind were a few boring phrases.

What kind of arrogance.

Why don't you accept it?

What Longao...cough cough.

What May 20th is here, and the only person who confessed to you was a man...cough cough cough.

Thyls shook his head desperately, throwing away these boring thoughts.

Don't forget, Yordel is still there.

"Damn it."

The star prince has a delicate face, looks at the drill in front of him with a complicated expression, and rubs his hair like a chicken coop:

"I wish I could be so popular when I was in Longxiao City."

Yanzi smiled again, he slowly raised his head and stood up.

"As I said, Your Highness, the Shield of Shadows cannot survive alone. It needs the support of power, the demand for power, and the gap of power."

Yanzi looked around, as if he was really worried about something: "There were Russell and the group of sword dealers before, I have to be polite and leave some words. But facing you alone, I am down You can tell the truth."

Thyls raised his eyebrows, trying to see what the other person could say.

I saw Yanzi pursed his mouth, his expression sank, and it took a few seconds before he could speak:

"I don't like Charman Rumba, Your Highness."

"I didn't like him at first sight."

The torch in the brazier's hand crackled softly, and the darkness in this corner also shook slightly.

Hearing the name, Thales clenched the sword subconsciously.

He remembered that six years ago, when he and Xiao Shuatou were still in the Rumba's carriage, the meeting between Charman and Yaozi under the carriage.

Thyls sighed and said with sincere emotion:

"Very good, then we still have something in common."

The drill nodded very understandingly.

"Your Majesty, you have been in the Northland for six years. I believe you know more than I do. The ambition and practical methods in the eyes of that man are too terrifying. If the Shield of Deception is to survive on its own, You must not rely on his subordinates."

Tyles squinted: "So?"

Yanzi shrugged: "So we don't have much choice."

There are not many choices...

When Thales frowned and felt that this sentence seemed to have been heard somewhere, Yao Zi continued plausibly: "In my opinion, Your Highness, you, who represents the Kingdom of Stars, are the only ones who can turn the tide in the future. Xilu contends with the people who kill the king."

He looked at Thales sincerely, with a firm tone.

At that moment, Thales cocked his mouth, with a wonderful expression on his face.

But the brazier seemed to have not seen Thales’ expression, and shook his head to himself: "And the Shield of Deception cannot keep its head and tail, and it cannot live in the Star Kingdom for decades as a day’s wanted pursuit. Inside."

Tyles blinked, shaking his head stiffly.

"So, what you mean is that when you came to Camp Bladeya this time, the goal of the so-called "Prince Captive" was false. You were purely to come... to find a master?"

Thyls was embarrassed, feeling that even Edda wouldn't believe this.

But Yaozi was not embarrassed, and instead smiled and nodded slightly.

Speaking of this, the drill seemed to be abnormal, and he looked around vigilantly.

Thyls moved in his heart, for fear that the other party would notice something.

Fortunately, Yordel remains silent, without a trace.

Strange.

Although the mask guard is accustomed to silently guarding and shooting secretly, it can keep him under control for so long...

Thyls's heart shuddered: Unless, the opponent is really very difficult.

For example... the level of the meteorite and the dead crow.

The drill turned around.

"It's not safe here. Your Majesty, whether it's the Sword of Disaster or the Northlanders of Russell, they all want to be against you. Why not let us go out and find a safe place..."

Sure enough.

Tyles blinked, wondering when Yordel would do it, but he had to go on.

"So you have to say, it’s safe to walk with you, don’t worry at all? Because you came to arrest me to become my subject? Because you won’t deal with Hyman Canstar 18 years ago. Deal with me?" Thales twitched his mouth and said sarcastically.

The brazier was silent for a while, as if thinking deeply.

"I don't deny it, I killed your uncle, Your Highness."

This time, the drill looks like an old man who has gone through vicissitudes of life, looking at the prince solemnly.

"But like I said," Yanzi frowned fiercely, and once again mentioned the strange name with only a single syllable:

"All the blood debts from eighteen years ago are in Teng's hands. That is also the dark history that Shield of Shadows is most reluctant to open."

He will definitely look at Thales:

"I just acted on orders and had no choice - you are a person destined to become a king, and you must have a matching mind. Compared with the real murderer behind the scenes, there is no need to hate a knife without thought, and a knife without autonomy. The sword of will."

Thyls rolled his eyes and didn't speak for several seconds.

The letter he tucked into his chest seemed to sink a little.

"I was ordered to act as a last resort?"

"So you don't have to bear the blame."

Thyls chuckled and shook his head, seemingly feeling:

"You are a soldier of an obedient country, so you are compelled to kill unarmed civilians, so you don't have to bear the guilt... You are an official representing the ruler, so when you pursue a bad government that harms one side, you have no choice but to bear the guilt. …You are a small official hired by others, so when you act on orders and deprive your subordinates layer by layer, you are compelled, and you don’t have to bear the guilt."

"It’s as if you can always find the top subject, whether it’s the country, the king, the employer, or even the institutional tradition. It seems that you can throw all the blame on it. The source can solve everything."

Thyls snorted disdainfully:

"This is one of my most contemptuous excuses."

Baozi's whispering is blocked.

"Unfortunately, there has never been a ‘sword without thought’ in human society, and there has never been a ‘sword without a master’."

Thyls said coldly:

"Whether he perceives it or not, admits it, accepts it or not, everyone has to pay for what he has done, and there is no way to escape—there is no **** in this world."

The brazier frowned slightly, slightly puzzled.

But he let go of the question and sighed.

"Of course I am guilty and I am not prepared to escape it. On the contrary, I am trying to make up for it now, whether it is allegiance to you or reverse the fate of the Shield of Deception." His voice became a little low.

Thyls sneered.

"Make up? Allegiance? How to do it?"

I saw Yaozi bowed respectfully:

"Come with me, Your Highness, we can talk about many things and share a lot of information."

A gleam of light appeared in his eyes: "Including the secrets of the year, the secret that Teng had concealed from everyone for eighteen years, the secret that caused the misfortune of the Star Royal Family."

Thyls frowned.

"Likewise, we will show you our value."

The brazier raised his head, his cold face showed a rare hint of iron and blood:

"Since eighteen years ago, the conflicts between the star royal family and the great nobles have intensified. The ruthless and violent methods of the iron-fisted king have exacerbated this scene. I believe that your road to crowning king is not a smooth road. Now, as the heir, you need an unknown sharp blade."

"If there is no masterless sword in this world, then let us be a willing and master sword, a sword in the dark," the drill slowly pressed his hand to his chest, and the words seemed to burn Boundless Flame:

"For your crown, escort."

"The future supreme king of stars, Your Majesty Thales I."

He spoke loudly and authentically.

Thyls only felt his eyelids twitch.

A few seconds later, the boy breathed out and shook his head with a smile.

"Unbelievable, only six years ago, you assassinated me under the fortress."

Tyles rubbed the hilt and couldn't help laughing.

But Yaozi shook his head.

"First of all, it was done by Grand Duke Peffert who hired us to do it." The drill was still indifferent, seemingly unmoved, only that he raised his right hand: "Secondly, as a king, how can he not be tempered? "

"We are indeed as deep as the sea, and the opposite is the enemy, Your Highness."

Yangzi pointed to himself, and then gestured respectfully to Thales: "But the most wise ruler will not only destroy the enemy, but also turn the enemy into a friend and use it for himself."

Thyls looked at him blankly.

Unimaginable.

This guy... is teaching him politics?

Yanzi curled his mouth and showed a casual but not frivolous smile: "What's more, if there hadn't been the thrilling encounter in that assassination, how would we know what kind of lord you are, worthy of us. After getting rid of the nightmare of Teng, you can trust with fate and loyalty with sword?"

The next moment, Yanzi put away his smile, and bowed again solemnly and cautiously.

"The destiny of the Shield of Deception is in your hands, Your Highness."

"Hold it to prevent us from becoming a factor of instability again, or let it go, let the long-running but scattered Assassin organization continue to fall, and harm the world, all within your mind."

"Please show your king's mind, monarchy, wise decision, think twice."

The king... the king's mind?

Tyles stared at the drill, his jaw almost falling.

Fortunately, he didn't say the glory of the king.

But Thales still stared at him blankly, feeling that his impression of him was refreshed.

"Oh my god, Kuaijin should hire you to do business for him," Thales shook his head and tongue:

"What an assassin for someone like you, it's too wasteful."

How good is it to elect the president?

Yanzi just smiled respectfully.

"So, what do you mean? Would you like to come with us? Regarding your future, regarding the future of Shadow Shield, we have too many things to report to you."

Tyles exhaled and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Very well, that, thank you for your kindness, you can go."

The drill squinted lightly.

Thyls waved his hand awkwardly: "When I return to Wing Star City, you can send me a message. I am happy to talk to you about the future of the Shield of Deception."

Yongzi smiled and shook his head.

"Of course we are willing to do this, but unfortunately, I don't think your father would be happy."

Thyls hummed softly: "I will convince him."

But Yaozi denied this: "I'm afraid it won't work. I am sure that the hatred and anger have blinded King Kessel's eyes-after Teng left, I didn't send a message to Mi Ke, but every time it fell to the sea ."

Thyls frowned slightly.

"That’s why we have no choice but to come to you: you can’t get close when you are in Exeter, and after the stars are locked in the deep palace, the iron curtain is heavy. Only then will we have the opportunity to talk to you undisturbed A meeting."

The brazier is very respectful:

"Please rest assured, you will be safe, and you will return to the stars. We will be your quietest and most powerful alliance, and will only appear when you need it, by calling."

Tyles stared at him for a long time, his fists suddenly tightened and loosened.

But the prince smiled at the last second.

"A prince with the surname Can Xing has been in trouble with the Shield of Deception, are you sure you are helping me, not threatening me or kidnapping me?" Thales sneered.

Yaozi's face became stiff.

"You know, a **** old witch taught me a long time ago."

The image of a girl with a pouting mouth with leaking teeth flashed before her eyes, replaced by an ugly face with a mouthful of blood.

Give Thales a chill.

I saw the star prince raised his head and said happily:

"Betrayal is the essence of alliance."

The black jail was silent, and there was a sound of fighting from a distance. .

I don't know if it is an assassin and a swordsman, or someone else.

The drill is silent.

"If this is your concern, you don't have to."

The leader of the assassin took a deep breath:

"The people in the tavern have a lot of mouths, I can’t say more, but I must know that I have followed Teng for so long, but I also learned some secrets behind his airtight mysterious curtain."

Thyls thought of Yodel, and at the same time watched the other's actions vigilantly.

But Yaozi's next sentence made him frown firmly.

"Your Highness, you are not the only one."

"As far as I know, in Scarlet Years, one of the employers of the Shield of Deception..."

I saw Yaozi sighed, the smile on his face was helpless and regrettable, his speech was not fast, and his tone was low:

"...and the surname Canxing."

A few seconds later, Thales' face slowly changed.

What?

What does he know?

He thought so uncontrollably.

The map?

The armed?

Still...

But the reality does not allow him to think too much, I saw Yaozi gently stretch out his hand, looking sincere and pure:

"Your Highness, do you want to know...who is that?"

Who is that...?

At this moment, Thales moved in his heart.

The next second, I saw a dark figure wearing a purple mask, appearing behind Yaozi instantly as if emerging from a curtain of water!

Yordel.

Tyles tightened.

He didn't have time to react at all, and there was no way to react, he saw the murderous intent of Yodel jumping out of the shadows, and went straight to the target!

The Supreme Sword rippled in the air.

Relentlessly and cold-blooded, he pierced the smiley face.

The sudden change in the situation happened at this moment.

"Boom!"

A loud noise!

The sudden bright light and loud noise made Thales, who was in a state of **** and focused on the situation, suffered a lot. He closed his eyes subconsciously, and took three steps backwards in pain. There was only a buzzing tinnitus on the side.

The crime of the prison river came surging, alleviating Thales' embarrassment.

Thyls can only feel the ground with the most basic sense of touch. Fortunately, the crime of the prison river gave him waves of waves, allowing him to perceive the endless killing intent one after another in the distance.

The senses of **** are not omnipotent-this is the biggest lesson learned by the terrified Thales, one strong must have one weak, one long must have one short, and the enhanced senses bring him more than convenience.

The young man dared not put down the sword in his hand for a moment, his nerves were tense, and he was ready to counterattack with the sword at any time, but he did not know whether it was because the enemy did not pay enough attention to him or he had no time to be distracted until Thales' eyes and ears gradually recovered. None were attacked.

But this made him more flustered.

Because...

Sure enough, when Thales regained his sight and hearing and saw the situation in the field clearly, his eyes suddenly fell apart!

I saw the brazier sitting on the side, his body was bright red, and his left arm holding a strange awl trembled slightly, and he panted.

Looks embarrassed.

And two assassins were killed beside him, both of them sealed their throats with a sword.

But the most important thing is--Yordel, wearing a mask, stood in front of them, with the Supreme Sword firmly held in his hand, but he was already unable to move forward.

His limbs were torn apart and stretched straight, each wrapped by a strange, barbed metal chain ~ IndoMTL.com~ From the joints to the tendons, the chains pierced into the flesh and blood, tightly binding the mask guard.

The other end of the chain is tightly grasped in the hands of four different shadow assassins, their eyes are cold, their tacit understanding is very good, and the strength in their hands is not loose.

Tyles felt cold.

Yordell's limbs trembled slightly. He fought hard, holding the Supreme Sword, but because of the angle, he couldn't inflict any damage on the chain.

Oops.

This is...

Thyls squeezed inwardly, and his hands on the hilt became more and more stiff.

"You know...in our line of business, all are inexplicably sensitive to their peers-why hide, when to act, who is the goal, and the route."

The sound of the drill faintly sounded.

The leader of the assassins was struggling to get up from the ground, wiped a cold sweat, and seemed to have lingering fears about the danger.

"But I really didn't think that one day, I could use this experience to save my life."

The drill first looked at Thales, then at the immobile Yordel, and patted the dust on his body.

He stared at the constrained mask guard, arranged his expression, showing a long-lost, sincere smile:

"We finally waited for you, it's scary..."

"Mysterious companion."

5.20 is here, but I know that you have neither aluminum pot friends nor blue pot friends, no one will tell you 520. But it does not matter. Because Wujian does (run away crying).