Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 165: The prince is not here

When I... be crazy.

At that moment, Thales suddenly felt a little sore in his nose.

"Really."

He turned his head vaguely and stopped looking at the other person.

Quickrope grunted and turned away, seemingly dissatisfied with the boy's reaction.

"You still care." Thales's tone fluctuated slightly.

Quick rope frowned:

"What?"

"Your father, Dragon City, Exeter, and even your niece," Thales took a few deep breaths in an invisible direction, with emotion and emotion in his words:

"Even if you claim to be free from the past, you hate the chains that bind it."

The pace of the fast rope slowed down.

"But somewhere in your heart...you still care." On the shoulder of the fast rope, Thales sank his face in the darkness beyond the fire, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly.

The fast rope flicked first, then snorted coldly.

"Huh, laugh as much as you like."

He quickened his pace extremely unhappily, dragging Thales, who was leaning on his shoulder, staggering.

But the boy was not upset and confused, he just smiled slightly.

"No, fast rope," Thales smiled with indelible bitterness:

"I mean..."

"That's great."

Quickline's body began to tremble.

The young man lowered his eyes and looked at the darkness under his feet.

"Compared to the Moral who left everything for freedom..."

"This is the real fast rope."

Quickline did not answer.

He just snorted again.

But at that moment, Thales suddenly felt that his exhaustion was gone.

"Leave her."

Thyls came back to his senses:

"Huh?"

Just listen to the breathless fast rope gritted his teeth:

"Leave her, leave Alex."

Alex.

Thyls's slightly lighter mood became heavy again.

"After I go out..."

"You nasty, disgusting, **** who likes to take advantage of girls."

The fast rope spoke in disgust, and his left arm knocked Thales on the chest like a demonstration or warning:

"I don't care what you used to be, but from now on...you are not allowed to approach her, Xiao miss her, covet her."

"Stay away from Alex!"

The fast rope is absolutely true.

In that second, Thales' expression dimmed.

It's so funny.

Clearly not long ago, this person also sincerely blessed them to "get married."

Maybe.

This is reality.

Tyles suddenly laughed, which made Quickrope look bad.

"Drowning." The Star Prince suddenly said.

"What?"

Thyls took a deep breath, eyes full of deepness:

"Sometimes, I feel like a drowning person, struggling for the last breath in the water, instinctively grasping all the support and tools available at my hand, and trying to prevent myself from sinking."

As he spoke, Thales' voice fell silent.

His tone became lonely.

"But in my heart, I know what it means."

Quickline's face slowly loosened, but he didn't speak.

"Don't worry, fast rope, it's different from you."

Thyls looked forward.

In the corner where the torch can't shine, there is only darkness.

"With this fate..."

Tyles looked into the darkness, as if seeing the girl's face with tears.

[Yes, Thales. 】

[I believe you. 】

[Trust you with my life. 】

He gave a hard and bitter smile:

"My shoulders have long been unable to bear...heavier things."

For example, the future of another person.

The fast rope fell silent.

He resisted the desire of turning his head to look at the people around him, just moving forward blindly.

One step, another step, looking for a way forward in the darkness illuminated by the fire, leaning toward the stone steps.

Nothing seems to stop them.

But the next second, Thales' ears moved.

Although it is very light, he can still hear it with the increase of hell's senses.

Thyls frowned slightly:

"Someone is coming."

With a slight movement of the fast rope, Yu Guang glanced to his side.

The two turned around tacitly, left the stone steps, folded into the dark corridor on this level, and leaned down behind a collapsed stone pillar.

The fast rope put down the torch, and trampled it skillfully two or three times.

Darkness re-covered both of them.

Soon, a firelight lit up at the rotating stone steps ahead.

Plurality of footsteps rang from above.

"Sonny, here!"

"Nothing wrong!"

The sound made Quickline and Thales shook together!

This is...

The steady and familiar male voice sounded in the footsteps: "It is definitely the prince! He must be here, nearby!"

What?

In the darkness, Thales and Fastrope breathed harder.

How did they find out, how to make sure that the one nearby is Thales?

The second male voice gave a "um" not far away:

"How can you be sure? We have searched two floors."

The first voice sounded again:

"When I was in the tavern, I moved my hands and feet on them, so I can be sure."

Tyles and Fastline looked at each other in the dark, feeling each other's surprise.

The second voice-Sonny snorted coldly:

"Hold up the torch, and search every corner as before!"

"Be careful of the cockroaches of the Shield of Deception--or, as they say, the lunatic released at the bottom."

With this order, the sound of multiple footsteps left the stone steps, spread out slowly, and entered this floor.

Tyles suddenly felt cold inside.

"It's Dean."

In the corner, he said solemnly and softly: "And Sonny-the rest of the Sword of Disaster?"

The fast rope turned his head, seemingly awkward:

"I don't need to remind you."

The sound of footsteps is getting closer and more scattered.

The fire is slowly approaching.

The return of one after another is getting louder and louder.

The two people hiding in the corner of the corridor became nervous.

"I remember," Thales whispered:

"Dean should have been with you?"

Quickline shook his head in the dark.

"Dean is very shrewd and prepared for it. We ran away as soon as we were attacked," said the fast rope in Thales' ears, pressing down on his voice:

"He still wants to get me out together, but the brazier..."

He did not go on.

Soon, Sonny the mercenary rang again from the other end of the corridor.

"Hey, from the darkroom, I repeat it again."

"You know, the prince of stars is ours-this is the condition of our cooperation."

Thyls frowned.

It seems that although the people of Sword of Disaster have no leader, their number is still there, and they are still the most difficult party in the dark prison.

And Dean...

Dean’s voice followed:

"Yes, I know."

"But according to the agreement, I want revenge."

His voice is gnashing his teeth.

"The man, the so-called Wya Casso, the one who brought me down," Dean said coldly: "He must pay the price."

"And I want to live."

Quickline sighed imperceptibly.

"Really."

In the distance, Sonny snorts coldly:

"You really are not a generous person, are you."

Dean didn't answer him, just continued searching.

Tyles took a deep breath, but was shocked when he heard the enemy bend down to check under the stone table.

Oops.

They didn't even let the corners go. Did they decide that the target was on this level?

The flames are getting closer and closer, reflecting on the stone pillars where they are.

In the dim light, Quickline and Thales saw each other's faces clearly.

The same dignity and tension.

And shocked.

"The situation is not good."

Listening to the approaching footsteps, Thales gritted his teeth and whispered: "They made up their minds to go through all of this."

Without his reminder, the fast rope has already seen the current situation clearly.

They hid behind the collapsed stone pillar, and the footsteps and the flames in the distance were getting closer.

The brow on the fast rope is getting tighter.

The eyes struggle more and more.

Thyls didn't notice his companion's expression.

He gritted his teeth and squeezed the sword in his hand: He just recovered from the extreme discomfort and pain after losing control, far from the best.

Moreover, facing so many people...

As for magic power, you can try... Ah, damn!

Tyles turned pale and tried to withdraw in severe pain.

Quickline looked at Thales with complicated eyes.

"No one can hide here, we will be found."

Tyles gritted his teeth and looked at the fire light on both sides, the brighter and brighter walls.

Quickrope didn't say a word, he just pursed his lips and stared at his feet.

"Yes, we will be found."

He turned his head and stared at Thales:

"But you won't."

Thyls was taken aback:

"What?"

The next moment, before he could react, Quick Rope pushed the rucksack on his back into his arms!

Thyls was surprised, and the fast rope shook his figure, jumped out of this stone pillar, and ran wildly!

Rush to the stone steps leading to the upper level.

Step, step, step...

The fast rope's footsteps are extremely heavy, and the figure cast a shadow in the firelight, which immediately attracted the attention of the enemy!

"Over there!"

"Chasing!"

The sound of footsteps sounded in unison, heading for the fast rope!

Thyls was left alone on the stone pillar, holding the rucksack in his arms, and staring blankly at the back of the fast rope.

And the hand that he subconsciously stretched out.

He...

The movement of the fast rope attracted most of the enemies. The latter were no longer interested in searching carefully, but instead surrounded and outflanked the man who was running towards the stone steps!

He...

Thyls stared at the flames far away from him and breathed in a daze.

"Shit!"

There is a chord in the distance!

A mercenary cried out, as if he had been attacked by the fast rope.

But the footsteps stop here.

They slowed down or stopped, gathering together with the fire.

It seems to be surrounding the fast rope.

He didn't run away.

No.

Tyles closed his eyes fiercely, gritted his teeth, and pressed his forehead into his rucksack.

"Wow, wow, wow," Sonny's voice rang coldly:

"Look who we found."

"The little prince's attendant?"

Tyles squeezed the sword in his hand and exhaled in pain.

No.

[Yes, we will be discovered. 】

[But you won't. 】

What do you mean?

Damn it.

Quick rope, Moral.

You idiot!

"Where is the prince?" Sonny's threat sounded.

Quickline didn't answer, just coldly snort:

"Dead."

"Killed by that lunatic named Thaker."

At that moment, Thales remembered his angry and painful expression just now.

The first time I saw him, the liveliness and humor in the desert...

It's totally... two people.

There was a slight uproar from the mercenaries.

"Quiet!"

Sonny’s voice sounded again, but this time, there was a hint of anger and annoyance in his words:

"Dead?"

"You know, if the prince is dead, it means you are useless."

Quickline didn't answer.

Tyles breathed in a daze, trying to get out of the stone pillar.

But reason told him: It's useless for him to go out.

Two people or one person, under that disadvantage...

Is there a difference?

A footstep passed through the crowd.

"It's over, fast rope."

Dean's steady voice sounded again, with a touch of solemnity, and a sense of awe that takes a lot of effort to hear:

"You have no way to escape."

"Tell me where the star prince is, you can survive... even better than before, if you know what I mean."

"And you know how to choose."

Thyls trembling slightly behind the stone pillar.

Damn it!

No.

Tyles clenched his teeth.

At that moment, behind the stone pillar, he only felt that he was so powerless.

"You ask...Where is the prince?"

The voice of the fast rope questioning faintly sounded, full of indifference and awe-inspiring, without the joy and cynicism of the past.

"The prince is nowhere."

Thyls's heart became more and more painful after listening to the profound words.

"As for living better than before?"

Quick rope hummed: "Dean, after you go back, you might as well tell that old woman."

There was a faint noise in the distance and an uproar from mercenaries.

"Stop, fast rope!"

Dean’s voice was a little flustered and anxious:

"You are looking for a dead end!"

At that moment, Thales suddenly knew what the fast rope was doing.

He is re...rewinding the crossbow.

No.

Thyls was dazed, understanding something.

"You tell her."

Quick rope, no, Moral's voice sounded again.

Solid, lingering, unwavering.

"I chose it six years ago."

"My way of living~IndoMTL.com~At that moment, Thales was stunned to remember what the fast rope had said to him.

The chains of power.

【I will either obey, yield, let it lock my body and mind tighter. 】

[Or abandon it completely. 】

【Become who you are. 】

No.

Tyles held his rucksack in a daze, trembling all over, his palms cold.

That idiot.

He is not prepared to surrender, not to be softened, not to fall back into the darkroom.

He has...

Make the final preparations.

The sound of stringing continues.

"If he still doesn't understand..."

Sonny smiled angrily and pulled out the sword: "Then we might as well satisfy his wish."

"No, Sonny! We said yes--fast rope, don't do stupid things!" Dean tried to calm the atmosphere.

But the fast rope ignored him, pretending to be the string.

The mercenaries have already drawn out their weapons.

Tyles gritted his teeth and gasped, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.

[I finally understand. 】

[Moral is dead, Thales. 】

[And it wasn't until the night when I climbed out of the dark path and out of Longxiao City with difficulty, where the man named Moral survived for the first time. 】

The first time...

Alive.

"Da!"

A soft sound.

Thyls was awakened by the sound of the winding.

"Come on."

Moral's voice is like a lion before hunting, fierce and awe-inspiring:

"You trash."

Swords of Disaster are breathing harder and harder.

Dean's anxious cry is useless.

Sonny’s ruthless command sounded coldly in Thales’ trance hearing:

"Kill him."

Behind the stone pillar, Thales twisted his face listening to all this.

He closed his eyes in pain.