Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 156: Decision on the occasion

"Calm down, calm down, calm down!"

Tyles bit his head and told himself not to look at that face, and at the same time tried to help the two sisters up, but the next moment, the two girls of Karabyan closed their mouths.

"Sisters?"

"Sisters!"

They looked at each other and jumped from the ground firmly and tacitly!

Under Thales’ surprised gaze, the Karabyyan sisters supported each other, and the two of them were three-legged, jumping up the corridor, disappearing in front of them at a magical speed.

Several seconds later, Thales reacted:

I was left behind again?

Didn't you tell me, do you want to help me?

Aren’t you afraid of being enemies of the world?

The sound of footsteps sounded.

Thyls, who had been dumbfounded, trembled, turned his head, and happened to face the blank face.

This...

Tyles' brain was blank for a few seconds, and his whole body was numb, until the curve of the opponent's lips became larger and larger, and then he remembered to run.

The crime of the prison river flooded with knowingly, and spread to the legs in the owner's infinite fear, forcing him to turn around and take a step, but--

Boom!

Thyls only felt a pain in his jaw, and he slammed his eyes out of gold stars!

The painful prince lowered his head, only to find out in horror: his two boots, the straps of which were tied together at some point.

There was a rustling sound above his head.

Tyles raised his head under the goose bumps, looked at the faceless monster standing in front of him, raised his hands, and said tremblingly:

"Well, that... even if it is a monster, there should be a limit..."

Fortunately, the monster in front of him ignored him.

I saw it stretch out his hand, grab the part of his eye socket, and pull it upward!

Thyls shivered again.

The weird face without eyes and nose was instantly distorted and deformed.

Huh?

Tyles reacted: In the next second, the faceless man in front of him pulled his entire face away from the top of his head.

"Ah, it's suffocated."

An indifferent and impatient female voice came from under the face of a weird person.

Thyls trembled, and finally saw standing in front of him was a round-faced girl who was sweating and fanning herself desperately.

People.

It's people.

Normal people.

Normal people with heads and faces!

The prince breathed out and patted his chest:

Fortunately, fortunately, it is indeed a person.

Because, because if not...

"What are you doing!"

The recovered Thales was in a panic. He sat on the ground and pointed at the girl behind him. The bundle of long hair with a dry human head fell from the ceiling and yelled:

"Who, don't you think this is fun--"

But he didn't finish his words, the faceless grimace that had been deflated instantly leaned in front of him, and Thales was so scared that he shut up instantly.

"Here, this is the new "Faceless Cork"," the grimace with no eyes and no nose shook in front of him, and a weird smile was drawn out. "It is said that there is a Kevin Di Er, when he was born, his face was ugly and everyone was disgusting, so his father put on him a steel mask... More than ten years later, he fell in love with a girl and wanted to take off the mask to face true love. He never thought that he The mask was worn too long and tightly. After opening it, they discovered that his facial features were already glued to the mask...Unfortunately, he had not had time to combine with the'Mrs. Tianhua Corpse'."

"Mrs. Smallpox Corpse? Combination?" Thales frowned.

The mischievous round-faced girl put down "Faceless Cork", stretched out her hand in awe, dragged the picture frame on one side of the wall, and pointed at the top of her head:

"Here, ma'am."

The next second, that big bunch of horrible hair that frightened Sister Thales and Karabyan twice from the ceiling-Mrs. Smallpox Corpse-lifted upwards, slowly, and disappeared on the pillars. .

"It is said that there was a Duke Kevin Deere whose most beloved mistress disappeared one day. After a long time, the servants discovered that she had been hanged in a deserted corridor for a long time, and even her skin and features were rotten. Except for his long hair...The Duke had nightmares every night. He dreamed that his rotten mistress climbed down from the ceiling and wanted to drag him up and hang him together... A temple priest advised him to clean up all the ruins of the palace. The corridor, so that no one knows where the mistress hanged, including herself... But since then, the servants said that Mrs. Smallpox had her hair hanging down all the year round, crawling upside down on the ceiling, just to find it. The corridor where she was hanged, if you happened to walk under her at that time..."

That is, you made it into a mechanism, didn't you just pass by?

Tyles watched "Mrs. Smallpox Corpse" disappear overhead in the corridor, could not help but trembled secretly, enduring the grievances and complaints.

"This time," the round-faced girl pointed to the organ above her head listlessly, "Madam Smallpox used it as bait, and then..."

The round-faced girl raised the faceless Cork's headgear to her eyes and shook it at Thales.

Tyles saw it clearly: This round-faced girl had freckles, her hair tangled into a bird's nest, and she was wearing the servant's daily clothes, a pair of gray gloves, and a suitcase hanging behind her back.

It seems that, compared to the girl in the portrait, smiling innocently in the flowers, is it a bit different?

"This is the key to magic," the girl put down her hood, calmly, "Everything has to do with attention, misleading, understand?"

I know you--

Thyls can only smile politely and awkwardly: "Well, it's funny...Although I have only seen portraits, I would take the liberty to ask, madam, are you Kay..."

"Here, are you here to try?"

Thyls only felt a heavy hand, and he lowered his head: Faceless Cork's face without eyes, but still smooth and lifelike, was smiling at himself.

"Fuck--"

Thyls was a joke, shook his hand and threw it away:

"Thank you, no, no need, I won't play this."

The round-faced freckled girl raised her eyebrows, picked up the faceless Cork on the ground indifferently, and patted the dust:

"Are you afraid of ghosts?"

"No, no," Thales denies, "I just... I just hate being frightened!"

"Then you hate ghosts?"

"No! Ahem, not annoying, I, I respect ghosts, respect!"

"Do you believe there are ghosts in the world?"

"Uh, well, different people, different people have different opinions..."

The freckled girl squinted her eyes and looked at the prince for a while: "Don't you stand up?"

"Ah, of course..."

Thyls reacted and tried to untie his boots: "It's just a blessing to you, I have to untie the...just a bit...soon...what the **** did you tie...ah , I'm finally done, I said you little girl——fuck!"

Tyles, who had just raised his head, his chest rises and falls, staring forward dumbfounded.

"You!"

He pointed angrily at the faceless Cork headgear again, and bent over to reach him in front of him-the round-faced girl:

"You TM are sick!"

"Yes."

The round-faced girl-to be precise, the faceless girl-took off her headgear again: "By the way, your clothes are ugly, don't ask them to order them again."

Thyls was taken aback:

"Huh? Clothes?"

The freckled girl in front of her snorted and asked Nunu's chin to his dress:

"Sleeve inside, it looks like you are like a personal head specimen, put in a jar for people to admire, just poke and laugh, it's not vivid at all."

Thyls became angry for a while:

"Really, I'm really sorry, it took two hundred and twenty-four--wait, what the **** is the human head specimen?"

But the girl shook her head and stretched out her hand to him:

"Forget it, I will help you up, let's go to the banquet."

Tyles just remembered that he was still attending the banquet, and then he grunted angrily, calmed his mind, took the girl's hand, and stood up with strength.

"Ah! Don't use so much force, my hand has been hurt and it doesn't work well..." The round-faced girl managed to pull him up.

"Sorry. Anyway, thank you. The gloves are drifting--Huh?"

The next second, Thales saw with horror, the girl first showed pain, and the hand he was holding made a crippling sound of muscles and muscles breaking away from her forearm!

This time, Thales glared sharply, spurring the crime of Hell River, stepping back steadily, and didn't fall backward.

"Huh!"

Thyls waved his hand—smooth skin, nice touch, and made it look like—"broken hand", coldly looking at the painful girl holding her elbow in front of her:

"Don't install it!"

"The disabled put on a broken arm, looked for a carriage to touch the porcelain, he fell, his arm broke, and then a group of people came up to blackmail--even the Xiacheng District of Yongxing City has long been out of fashion!"

Sure enough, the painful color of the round-faced girl disappeared in the next second.

She became expressionless again, and calmly stretched out a full hand from her sleeve:

"Yo, you can see it."

Thyls sneered, and shook his "severed hand":

"I knew, you scared me so many times, how can you be so kind and pull me up? It's definitely a fraud!"

Only you, want to lie to me-the first experienced player in the abandoned house?

But the girl with freckles did not smile, nor was she disappointed, she just tilted her head and pouted:

"But that hand is not fake."

Thyls was stunned.

He looked at the "severed hand" in his hand, and then at the hand of the freckled girl, frowning:

"Let me tell you, let's not take it as an example, don't do anything **** Nima ah ah ah ah ah ah ah -"

Thyls screamed incoherently and fell to the ground with a plop.

The boy’s **** hurts, but he didn’t have time to take care of it. He just shook his arm desperately—this "severed hand" on his hand just came back to life suddenly, clasping his palm tightly, back and forth like a soft bug Twist!

Finally, before the prince thought he was about to cry, he dropped the amputated hand to the ground, but he still bounced it.

The moving severed hand-the terrifying memory of the blood magician instantly returned to Thales's mind.

"What the **** is that—"

Tyles, who burst into tears, crawled backwards, and stopped abruptly as soon as he spoke:

On the other side, the round-faced girl shook her right hand indifferently, using a few thin transparent threads to pull the truncated hand constantly.

"Look, attention is shifted," the round-faced girl remained silent, as if explaining a common sense of life, "DaDa!"

The severed hand "flyed" obediently into the girl's hand, and under her control, she gave Thales a thumbs up.

Tyles took several seconds to ease the thumping heartbeat.

"You..."

He was scared into a cold sweat and took a deep breath, and suddenly he was angry and laughed:

"Are you special--"

"This is the'Ghost Princess', a Kevin Deere married into the royal family." The girl pulled up the ghost hand and interrupted Thales. "It is said that her prince husband suspected her unfaithfulness, so The princess was imprisoned in the basement for questioning. Only a small window was left on the iron gate for the princess to reach out for food once a day... One year later, when the king came to visit, he heard the princess’s weeping and crying, and only then did he find his brother. The evil deeds... But when the iron door was opened, everyone discovered that the princess committed suicide by leaving a book in the second month. Her body had been decayed in the dark for a long time, and only the arm that stretched out the door every day to take food, It's still white, plump and full..."

"Okay!"

Thyles, who was full of anger and fright, crossed his arms and drew a big cross:

"Stop it!"

The round-faced girl shrugged, put the "Ghost Hand Queen" into a bag, and stretched out her palm to Thales.

"Eh, no, no need!"

Thyls resolutely refused the girl’s support. He touched his sore buttocks, stood up on his own, and said viciously:

"I will never again-eh, eh, you stop! Yes! Just there! Don't move! Don't come! Stay away from me! Stay away! The farther the better!"

The freckled girl was startled and stopped:

"Also, the main points of Vision Magic are different, you can feel..."

"No!"

Thyls shook his head angrily and put his hands on his chest as a protective gesture:

"No! No! No! I don't feel it! I don't feel it! I refuse to feel it! I don't want to feel anything!"

The round-faced girl still looks awkward, she just squinted at Thales, as if looking at a toy.

Tyles stared at the girl, cautiously pressed against the corner of the wall, like a crab, stepping out of a horizontal arc step by step, just wanting to escape her safely.

The girl's expression changed:

"Ah, be careful! The wall behind you...Don't look back!"

At this moment, Thales suddenly felt: something is touching the back of his head.

He has a chuckle in his heart, his heart pounding.

"I—"

Thyls suffocated his face, looking at the girl opposite, in pain: "What do you want to do again?"

The girl shook her head and pointed behind Thales:

"It's not me, but, it's..."

Ghost believes it!

Thyls growled in his heart.

He used his courage all his life to convince himself not to think about what it was that stroked the back of his head, um, probably something like Mrs. Smallpox Corpse, and then convinced himself to move hard and walk to the side.

Anyway...

You can point it anyway!

I will never look back anyway!

"It's just a picture frame." The round-faced girl looked innocent and authentic

Tyles has a heart attack.

He took a deep breath with all his strength, focused on leaving this place, and stopped listening to the girl.

"Hey, what are you holding?"

"Hands--no, don't, please! What kind of misguided, **** distraction, anyway, I won't be fooled by you anymore!"

"But eh, if you don't look at it now...when it gets dark, it will come out of your hand to find you."

"Get out!"

Thyls moved cautiously, and advanced the distance of an unextinguishable light.

But he made up his mind to die without looking at the "things" in his hands:

"Huh, I don't have anything on my hands—wozhnyima!"

Even if he was prepared, Thales trembled three times as soon as he lowered his head.

He stared blankly at the grimace that glowed green on his sleeves and smiled slyly at him.

"Fluorescent paint can only be seen in the dark," the girl leaned forward and kindly explained his confusion, "It used to be painted in advance...Now I have made a seal, and then printed on clothes or paper. Now, this one is made more and I will give it to you as a souvenir."

The heart was already overwhelmed, and Thales, who was about to become ill, mechanically took the seal of the grimace and looked up at the girl numbly.

"Look, this is the image of Jacques Soulbone, the ogre in **** who eats human flesh. It is said that after four o'clock in the morning, draw his symbol on the mirror, and then breathe, you can see Its face, if you promise to give it human flesh, it can come out of the mirror. Of course, it will first ask for the nearest human flesh, which is—"

"Please! Madam!"

Tyles put his palms together, painfully interrupting the round-faced girl who spoke with relish:

"Yes, I admit, I'm afraid of ghosts! I'm really afraid! I've been afraid since I was a child! I'm terribly afraid! I'm afraid to die! So, please, madam, madam, grandma, just let me go! "

The girl pursed her lips and looked at him.

Thyls just closed his palms with a gloomy face, waiting for the answer from the other party-or the trial.

Where are the twin sisters of Karabyan?

Where are Kai'Sa and Kina?

He missed them both, really! I missed it so much!

Unbelievable, he used to think they were annoying!

He was wrong!

It's a big mistake to have eyes but no beads!

Cohen’s good sisters, they are so nice, so gentle, so considerate, how can they be annoying?

Speaking of words, you say one sentence to me, you say one to me... how cute!

Now, Thales can't wait to get tired of them every day, and don't do anything, just listen to their elegant and endless stage voice!

What a wonderful experience!

"emm……"

The round-faced girl pouted and hesitated for a while, and the freckles on her face floated.

Finally, she nodded, as if giving Thales an amnesty:

"Well, then, but the battle feast is about to end..."

The girl turned around, took the lead, and walked towards the banquet hall.

Tyles exhaled, never wanting to look back on the experience just now—walking into hell, that's probably how he felt.

"If you don't hurry, we will miss the firework show. I heard that the new firework they imported this year uses a brand new bituminous formula." The round-faced girl looked indifferent.

Tyles' expression is numb, and he walks forward step by step, just begging the girl not to look back:

"I just want to miss you now..."

But the round-faced girl shook her head.

"No, no, no, you have a bad attitude towards me, this is not good, this is not enough for a man, at least not like a real man."

Thyls smoked his face and laughed:

"A real man would never encounter "Madam Smallpox Corpse", "Faceless Cork", "Ghost Princess" and "Soul Bone Jacques"..."

"Then you met, so you are not a real man?"

"You--" Thales exhaled and told himself rationally: Don't quarrel with this hell-literally-girl.

There are unpredictable risks.

But the girl took the initiative to talk to him:

"But, didn't anyone tell you, when you get along with me, you have to show your gentleness, politeness, respect, sincerity, and thoughtfulness-like a real man?"

"Huh, gentle, polite? Come on," Thales subconsciously wanted to sarcast the girl a few words, but his heart tightened before the words were spoken, "Ahem, I mean, there really is..."

Serve?

Thyls remembered something, and his expression changed slightly.

He stared at the girl's back in surprise, but the latter just walked forward on his own:

"Really? Then you think about it?"

Think again...

[Remember, when you get along with that girl, remember to show your gentleness, politeness, respect, sincerity, and thoughtfulness, like a real man...]

Tyles' pupils shrank suddenly!

The Duke of Xinghu stopped, he looked at the round-faced girl in disbelief.

"You, what did you just say?"

I saw the girl with a round face crossed her hands and supported the back of her head. She walked around and shook her, and then matched her with her turbulent hair, which was comparable to a bird's nest, with distinctive features.

Not right.

Thyls shook his head to make sure he heard it right.

The words she said, obviously, I am...

"I said, real man," the round-faced girl didn't look back, "man, man, man!"

"Man—what?"

Thyls is not so sure now:

"Sorry, can you repeat it again? The previous sentence? When I am with you..."

The girl hummed: "Hey, don't you know? Did they not tell you? Or do you not understand the secret code?"

Thyls frowned.

"What, what signal?" he asked tentatively.

The round-faced girl sighed, lowered her arm, and turned around.

Thyls shrank subconsciously and took a step back.

"Well, they say you are suspicious by nature...but don't worry, you are not exposed," the girl looked at him sympathetically, set her head back, and continued to move forward. "In the Emerald City, we each have a single line of contact. Not under each other."

Single-line contact, not mutually exclusive...

Tyles' eyes became more startled.

No.

No way?

"What, what contact?"

He quickened his pace to catch up with the freckled girl, not to mention the thrill of the top talent: "I, I don't understand what you are talking about...Hey! Answer me!"

Tyles grabbed her from behind~IndoMTL.com~ but felt his hands were empty.

With a snort, he pulled the girl's arm down!

A few seconds later, the young man frowned and looked at the "severed hand" frantically moving, his face twitched with disgust:

"Ghost, Princess Guishou?"

The round-faced girl turned her head and pursed her lips.

"Look, this is the weakness of magic." She took away the severed hand from Thales, and didn't forget to continuously pull its finger in the middle, "It is best to perform the same in the face of every audience. , Don’t repeat."

Thyls took a deep breath.

"No, no, no magic, no tricks, what you just told me..."

In the next instant, the freckled girl suddenly stretched out her hand, and put a fake "ghost hand" on his shoulder.

"Listen well, Your Royal Highness," she curled her lips, seemingly glum, "Your mission here is..."

The round-faced girl was close to Thales’ ears, and did not forget to let the ghost hand bounce back and forth on his shoulder:

"Discretionary, immediate decision..."

For that second, Thales trembled all over!

Discretion?

Decision on the occasion?

His eyes freeze.

No, this sentence is, it can only be...

"...The rest will be done by others."

The girl finished speaking in a whisper, before blowing a breath into Thales' ears.

The round-faced girl stared at her, looking innocently at Thales, rubbing her ears in pain:

"You understand?"

But neither the ear pain nor the girl's mischief can surpass the horror in Thales's heart at this moment.

The prince looked at the girl in disbelief.

But, how is this... possible?

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