Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 165: Conflict

On the morning of the third day of the Emerald Celebration, Thales pushed aside the obstructing servants and violently broke into Jen's dining room.

"His Royal Highness Thales," The Duke of South Bank, who was sitting at the head of the table, put down the tableware, wiped the corner of his mouth gracefully, and used his eyes to signal that the servants don't need to panic, just close the door and leave, "I'm still thinking, when will you come? Looking for me..."

But Thales looked at him coldly. "Explain."

“Explain what?” Jenn still smiled.

Tales carefully observed the Duke's every move.

"Last night, one of my subordinates died," the prince said with anger, "he was so seriously injured that he didn't even have time to call a doctor."

Jane's smile disappeared, and his hand holding the wine glass paused slightly.

"And you, Jenn Kevin Dill, you have to pay for it," Thales clenched his teeth with eyes like knives, "I swear, in the name of the little puppet - in the name of Starlake Castle."

"Impossible."

The Duke of Iris thought for a while, then frowned and replied:

"Your group of ten people, including the heirs of Aarend and Bozdorf, as well as your personal guard captain, returned to Kongming Palace in batches last night. All the tails are required, and there is no serious injury or death! Even if there is an unknown secret injury, it is not..."

Jane's eyes moved, and his words were stagnant.

"Wait, are you cheating me?"

Tales raised his eyebrows, walked to Jen's side, pulled out a chair and sat down.

"So you know, from start to finish," the prince snorted coldly, "from when I dispatched my men to when they returned to Kongming Palace."

Jane's face froze.

"I was about to talk about this," said the Duke of Southbank lightly. "We had an unexpected accident yesterday, but it has been handled safely, efficiently, and properly..."

"No, you didn't," Thales interrupted him coldly, "you still have one thing to do."

Jann stops talking.

Tales leaned forward and put his arms on the dining table: "I."

The dining room is quiet again.

Across the dining table, the eyes of the two met in the air, as if two swordsmen were standing on the duel stage and slowly drawing their swords.

The atmosphere is solemn.

The next second, the dining room door was slammed open, and both of them were shocked!

A 'person' with pale and green complexion and a neck swollen like a gourd walked in staggeringly, his facial features sparsely hanging on his face, as if melting, disgusting and terrifying.

"Grump gurgling..." He made a gritty gurgling from his throat, like a bubbling sound.

Tales clasped the arm of the chair tightly, his face stiffened, but he didn't lose his temper.

"Shila," Jenn said with a calm expression, taking a sip of his wine, "We're talking business."

"Ah."

A disappointed voice came from behind the 'person'.

The monster's face was shrivelled, and Shirai's sweaty face "drilled" out of it, still dressed casually:

"The newly made handicraft is based on the legend of water ghouls in the Canal District. Does it look good?"

Water ghouls...

Tales exhaled, looked at the swollen face with melted facial features, and looked at Jenn who frowned behind the dining table.

"Pretty, miss, genius idea," Ashford, the housekeeper, followed her, smiling, "may I suggest pouring some more water on it to create a wet effect?"

Xilei's eyes lit up when she heard the words:

"It makes sense, no wonder I think something is missing. If I can see pus from my facial features while walking, it will be dripping, and it will be even better with footprints and sound and light effects. Let's name it again. ..."

"Ashford!" Jen couldn't take it anymore.

The next second, the water ghoul was instantly transferred from the hands of Xilai to the butler.

"I'm going to work, ma'am," Ashford turned away, closing the door, moving in a consistent, one-stop manner, "don't worry about it."

The door was closed, leaving the three of them in the dining room, staring wide-eyed.

"Why do you always like to play ghosts?" Thales frowned.

"Because everyone likes it," Sheila stepped forward, looking at the prince, then at her brother, with an innocent face, "Look, don't you like it too?"

Tales and Jen looked at each other.

As old rivals and old enemies, they have long been accustomed to the tit-for-tat relationship, and the atmosphere is tense.

"What are you doing here, Hilla?" Jann asked their common question.

Under the complex eyes of the prince and the duke, Miss Kevin Deere sat down at the dining table without any burden, just on the other side of Jenn, directly opposite Thales, she wrapped her napkin with great interest , picked up the spare knife and fork on the table rudely.

"Get up early, get something to eat. By the way, ask Thales, when are you going on a date today?"

As soon as these words came out, Thales and Jenn froze together.

What?

"He's here to see who his fiancée is, isn't he? Or did I make a mistake?" Sealey answered naturally.

Tales and Jen met eyes, one embarrassed and the other cold.

They exchanged countless emotions and messages in a short period of time, and finally reached a rare agreement:

Not now.

The two swordsmen on the duel stage re-slashed their swords.

"Xile, pay attention to the address, it's 'Prince Thales' or 'His Royal Highness'," Jenn's face was so cold that water dripped, "Don't be rude."

"That's right, Shi-Ms. Kevin Deere," Thales nodded with difficulty, "We're not that familiar yet."

Sheila tutted and shook her head:

"Ha, you didn't say that when you were on the roof of the temple yesterday."

Rooftop...

Jane's eyes became more and more terrifying, like a butcher sharpening his knives.

The crime of Hell River felt the terrible atmosphere, Thales took a deep breath and got up:

"It's late today, ma'am, I think it's time for me to leave..."

Jane also put down his glass on the other side: "Yes, we just finished talking..."

But Hille's next sentence brought a change:

"By the way, Jenn, I just heard from Officer Caquere that there was a murder in the Gold Point District yesterday?"

Murder in Dianjin District.

As soon as these words came out, Thales and Jen frowned.

Their eyes meet in the air.

As if the duel that had just ended, the drums of war were sounded again.

But Shi Lai at the center of the duel just looked at the table full of food, unaware:

"I heard that the deceased was still a businessman? What's the matter, did something happen?"

Diop.

Tales remembered the name of the deceased and frowned deeply.

Jane looked at Thales and said calmly, "No, it's just an ordinary..."

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Thales.

"Actually, I also heard from my subordinates," Thales sat down on the chair again, his eyes burning, "Yesterday, both the Vigilance Hall and the Emerald Legion dispatched a large number of people, which made people panic. This murder?"

Jane's eyes froze when he heard the words.

"Wow, is that true?" Sheila grabbed the dessert to herself.

Jane and Thales looked at each other for a long time, then glanced at his sister.

"Listen to your subordinates?"

The Duke of South Bank lifted the glass again and observed Thales' distorted face through the glass: "I wonder which subordinate your Highness listened to?"

This time, the two swordsmen no longer sheathed their swords.

"I have a subordinate named Wyah," Thales naturally picked up an empty cup and took advantage of the opportunity to get a kettle with a clear spring drink from Tylenbon, "He said that when he was walking on the street, he was far away. From a distance, I saw a large number of security officers and military officers blocking the block and searching for criminals."

"As far as I know," Jen looked sharply, he held down the lid of Qingquan Drink, preventing Thales from taking it away, "Wyah Caso was with you at noon yesterday. By your side, how do you wander the streets?"

"You don't know that," Thales sneered, grabbed the handle of the pot, and wrestled with Jen. "Many of my subordinates are named Wyah."

"Which Wyah is that?"

"The one you don't know..."

"Hey!"

Sheila finally couldn't take it anymore. She bit the teaspoon and pointed to the kettle between the two:

"Can you please stop robbing - that pot is empty."

Tales and Jen looked at each other and let go in embarrassment and discomfort.

Sheila smiled,

I saw Miss Kevin Deere gracefully stretch out her hand, take away the kettle, and then tilt the spout freely, pouring herself a full glass of clear spring drink.

Tales and Jenn were startled, their eyes strange.

"Oh, so there are," Hillary shook the kettle with a look of surprise, "it's quite a lot."

The prince and duke looked at each other and exhaled.

The conversation was interrupted, but the atmosphere in the room improved.

Jann glanced at Hillary again:

"Yes, yesterday, a security officer in Dianjin District received a report from an enthusiastic citizen, saying that it was a private mansion with strangers waiting to enter and exit, and the shape was suspicious."

Tales smiled sarcastically: "Enthusiastic citizens? Which enthusiastic citizens?"

Jann moved his fingers. "The citizens of the Emerald City are enthusiastic."

"Especially the Duke himself?"

"Not more anxious than His Royal Highness..."

"Don't digress, then what?" Sheila interrupted them.

The Duke of Iris sneered: "Then, the Vigilant Office and the Emerald Legion jointly dispatched, and finally found that a wool merchant and his mistress were both killed in the mansion. The death was horrific and heinous."

There was a moment of silence in the dining room.

Xilei took a sip of the clear spring and stared wide-eyed:

"Wow, that's scary."

Tales's expression remained unchanged, and a pair of eyes pinned on Jenn's body:

"So, has the killer caught it?"

"Of course," Jenn's expression was calm and unwavering, "the vigilance hall and the Jade Corps were in place quickly and efficiently, and the suspect was arrested on the spot."

Tales' eyes narrowed:

"The suspect?"

Jane stared at Thales and smiled: "Lord Bedren was found drunk in a block not far away with a **** murder weapon in his hand, and he couldn't tell who he was when he woke up. How did you get here?"

Tales frowned.

"Lord Bedren?" Hilley rolled her eyes, "Oh, the family whose ancestors were barons and who were punished and demoted for oppressing the people?"

Jann nodded, decisively:

"It was him."

Tales was silent for a while:

"Why? A drunk, why would he break into a house and kill a wool merchant?"

Duke Iris was silent for a moment.

"According to the vigilante's investigation, the debt owed by Lord Bedren is about to come due, and the debt belongs to the Wool Chamber of Commerce."

"Doesn't that seem like a good reason?"

"Yesterday, some citizens saw him looking for creditors everywhere. Maybe he was drunk and became angry and took risks..."

So, Diop's death has turned into a case of angered murder under a debt dispute.

Tales clenched his fists.

Of course, the voice in his heart sneered: This is his usual method, isn't it?

From Morse to Diop.

Who's next?

"Dear Jenn," the prince said suddenly, his tone tightened, "Are you sure?"

Jann frowned, and Hilla looked up.

"Are you sure, the perpetrator is really the Lord Bedren?"

The Duke of Star Lake's voice was very soft, but his words seemed to have some kind of power, which made one have to hesitate.

Jann didn't answer, he just stared at his glass.

Xilee looked at his brother, and then at Thales.

"Speaking of which, Prince Thales."

The next second, Duke Iris spoke slowly, his tone was gentle, with a completely different feeling from the prince:

"I remembered, I just heard from Ashford that many of your people, such as Wyah, who I don't know, were 'hanging' in the city yesterday, and only returned at night, and even There are also people injured."

Tales frowned fiercely.

I saw Jen looking at Thales with a cold look:

"Could they just pass by the crime scene, do they have any clues to solve the case?"

Just passing by the crime scene...

The atmosphere between the prince and duke has cooled down again.

"Oh?"

Hilay's eyes lit up: "Really? Did they see the murderer?"

Tales and Jen looked at each other silently.

"No, in fact, they follow the local customs and get carried away while having fun with the people in the city. They got into a fight with someone inexplicably and got hurt." Thales lowered his head and said in a cold voice, "It's funny, right?"

Jann smiled.

"Where, the Emerald City is now mixed up, especially those foreigners with complicated backgrounds, who are always looking for trouble and cause some trouble that shouldn't be caused," the duke said lightly, "Prince Thales, your people are walking outside, Be more careful."

Tales sneered.

"They will be careful, after all, not everyone is like the wool merchant, with a special status and extraordinary significance, so that Duke Jenn can personally intervene in the case?"

“Every citizen and guest of the Emerald City, no matter what their status or meaning, their safety, freedom and rights are under the protection of the Emerald City and under my protection,” said Zhan En. Don't change your color, "It's not allowed to have ulterior motives and invaders."

"It's a blessing to have a ruler like you in the Emerald City. The businessman who was murdered must be able to smile at Hell River." Thales sarcastically said.

"It is thanks to His Majesty Kessel that the country is well governed, and that we can enjoy peace in a remote country like us."

"My father would be very happy if he knew of your loyalty."

"His Royal Highness and His Majesty's father and son are connected, they must be equally happy."

Xiley looked at the left and then looked at the right, showing an intriguing expression in the quarrel between Thales and Jenn:

"You said, could it be a water ghoul?"

The prince and the duke, who were battling each other, were stunned for a moment when they heard this wordless sentence:

"What?"

"Water ghouls?"

Hiley picked up the kettle with great enthusiasm, poured out two cups of clear spring drink, and handed them to them separately:

"You know, the ancient legend of the Emerald City, every time the Emerald Festival comes, the water ghouls under the canal will wake up, get out of the river, and wander the streets of the Emerald City, looking for people who are alone at night... So every year on Queen's Day, many people die."

The conversation was interrupted, and Thales and Jen had to withdraw their aggressive attitude.

The atmosphere in the dining room is no longer so scary.

"Sixty percent of the people who died during the Emerald Festival were drunkards who fell into the canal on the day of the night tour," Jenn took the cup handed by his sister and exhaled, "the rest Thirty percent is all kinds of murders, vendettas, gang fights, or this debt dispute, which is just covered up by the Emerald Celebration, most of which are man-made disasters.”

Tales took the cup:

"What about 10%?"

"The vigilantes in the Emerald City are not detectives either," Zhan snorted softly. "There will always be cases that cannot be solved, such as missing persons."

Tales found that Hille had only poured him half a glass of clear spring drink, and when he was drinking from the rim of the glass, the inner wall of the glass showed two "Soul Bone Jacques" grimace patterns. The same, words composed of fluorescence:

【Don't conflict. ]

Tales frowned slightly.

"Eat."

Sheila said suddenly.

Tales and Jen looked up in confusion:

"What?"

Shi Lai rubbed her gloves and rolled her eyes: "If it's really a water ghoul, then of course the people who are eaten can't leave the body behind, they can only be 'disappeared', right?"

Tales narrowed his eyes

"Eh, right?"

The next second, Xilai frowned. She took a deep breath and stood up with difficulty:

"Ah, sorry, I have to leave."

Tales wondered: "H-Ms. Kevin Deere?"

And Jenn's eyes tightened and he stood up:

"Shila, are you not feeling well?"

But Hillary just waved her hand indifferently and exhaled:

"It's nothing, just menstruation."

Huh?

Tales and Zhan were stunned for a while, and they quickly turned their heads and looked away embarrassedly.

"Ah, I have to change my menstrual cloth and feel like I'm sitting in a pool of blood every hour..."

Zhan En's color suddenly changed, and he said sharply:

"Cecilia!"

Sheila waved her hands indifferently:

"You should be happy, you bleed every month, which means your sister doesn't have a big belly..."

Tales pretended not to hear, lowered his head and drank his drink, and by the way painted out the fluorescent words on the wall of the cup.

Jann looked at Cecilia in disbelief, then at Thales, and said angrily:

"Cecilia! Stop talking about it! What about your upbringing?"

"What's the matter, is everyone okay with this?"

"Men - half of them don't!"

"That's right!" Sheila pushed open the door, turned her head and said fiercely, "Then you're doing so much shit!"

The door slammed, and there were only Thales and Jenn left in the dining room again. The two looked at each other.

"This girl has never been a peace of mind," the duke snorted coldly, also bowing his head to hide his embarrassment, "You see, she is not a good girl, let alone a good wife, she will only make your court Chickens fly and dogs jump."

Tales hooked the corner of his mouth: "Well, I don't think it's that bad..."

Fortunately, before Jenn's eyes turned cold again, Thales reacted and stopped in time.

But after Sheila's interruption (and perhaps Sheila's reminder), there is less tension between them.

"I thought we agreed yesterday: I will continue to track down Dagory Morse, and pretend to be hostile to you in order to confuse our enemies~IndoMTL.com~ Thales adjusts his mood and is serious Get up and get back to the point again.

"Exactly," Jen put down his glass heavily, "so I cooperate with you in acting, as always, obstruct you, oppose you, and let everyone - whether it is my own people, enemies, smart people, stupid people, or self-imposed people. Smart fools - they all thought the Emerald City was about a fight between a prince and a duke to mislead the kingdom's secret services, didn't they?"

Tales was silent for a while, then chuckled.

"So you took the lead, cut off the investigation leads, and almost took the blame for the subordinates I sent to investigate, and even tried to frame me - 'the prince's personal guards entered the house to kill', a sensational topic, right? "

Jane shook his head, watertight:

"If you don't do this, how can you convince the Kingdom Secret Service and your father that the two of us are indeed fighting brutally, and it's a matter of life and death?"

"But judging from the wool trader's case, you seem to be very involved."

Jane raised the glass again and observed Thales through the glass: "Remember, since you want to pursue results, then follow through?"

Tales was silent for a while.

"Dagory Morse went to meet the wool merchant before he was silenced."

"I know."

"If the Kingdom Secret Service told him to do so, there must be a reason."

"I know."

Tales frowned:

"Then why-"

But Jenn interrupted him first, no doubt about it:

"Because I already saw it!"

The owner of the iris looked at him coldly:

"In the plan of the Kingdom Secret Service, their trump card is none other than others."

"And it's you."

"Second Prince, Thales Brightstar."

At that moment, facing Jenn's blade-like eyes, Thales' heart tightened.