Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 168: Butterfly

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In the well-known old-fashioned theater "Ocean Tide Theater" in the Iris District, a theater audience in luxurious clothes came to the box on the second floor with surprise, but was stopped by both Wyah and Caquere police officers. He could only try his best to turn up the volume. , to attract the attention of the two distinguished guests in the box.

"It's just too far away, I'm sorry I didn't see it, but from a distance, ah, what a pair of beautiful people!"

It's weird if you don't see it - Thales, who was interrupted, responded politely on the face, but sighed listlessly in the dark - the whole theater, the security guards inside and outside, he was watching Can't you?

Soon, the daring guest was politely invited out of the box by Mallos. He returned to the ordinary seat on the first floor, watching the play, while watching everyone's admiration and admiration, telling the story of the "Prince and I." The extraordinary experience of talking and laughing".

In contrast, Hillary was undisturbed, watching a play with relish, applauding or laughing in response from time to time, giving the theater owner enough face.

On the first day of the Emerald Celebration, one of the traditional activities of Kongming Palace is the "Lord's Parade":

It is reported that after the marriage of 'Southerner' Heyman and Miss Regina, the King of Eight Fingers and the Duke of Cork stayed at the court to entertain guests from all over Good punishes evil, and helps the poor.

So every day on this day, the Duke of Iris will reproduce the glorious allusions of the two ancient noble lords as usual, patrol the entire Emerald City, have fun with the people, and be busy all day - this is also what Thales has Why would I go out to see a play with Hillary.

"Of course, whether it's a noble lord or an official or a commoner, people will break their heads for a position close to the Duke of South Bank in the parade." Xile said disdainfully.

"Wow, you know a lot." Thales was impressed.

Sheila, who was fully focused on the performance on stage, held up a piece of paper:

"Here, Ashford gave me a cheat sheet."

"Cheat sheet?" Thales was stunned.

"In order to be worthy of the intellect and knowledge of the 'Kadil Lady'."

Oh.

"Isn't it inappropriate for only Jen to go on a cruise?" Thales frowned, "Should we follow along?"

"Why?"

"You know, Prince Hyman and Miss Regina, Shinsung and Kedir..."

"You and me?"

Tales' complexion changed: "Oh, sorry, me, I swear I'm not, I'm not really suggesting anything to you..."

Sheila glanced at him:

"Yes, it wasn't."

Tales had to shut up.

Soon, the heroine on stage hides behind the scenes, and the episode ends and the drama transitions.

"So that's what Jenn really said? That wool merchant is in charge of secret accounts?"

As she applauds, she goes back to the topic she was talking about before being interrupted by the guest.

"Yes," Thales nodded, "so Jenn 'handled' him in advance, in order to prevent the Kingdom Secret Service from finding out his abnormal accounts and damaging the foundation of his rule."

Shila frowned.

"Not quite right, he admitted it too happily."

"It's not quite right," Thales breathed out, "but we'll know the truth."

Miss Kedier thought for a while, her face changed slightly:

"Wait, so instead of giving up, you sent more people to track down that Diop?"

Thiers, who was seen through, forced a smile:

"In a more low-key, discreet way."

Remembering Mallos' report, Thales thought that he hoped that Zombie and Rolf would find something.

"In what way? Are you sure Jenn won't know?"

Tales looked at Hillary with a frown.

Sheila raised her brows and raised her condoms:

"Well, I won't ask."

Tales breathed a sigh of relief:

"Thank you for your understanding."

"But if you continue to investigate, you won't be afraid of being self-defeating like the last time, being caught by Zhan En at the murder scene and being driven out of the Emerald City by him?"

Tales was silent for a moment.

"I know, but thanks to you, Jenn and I haven't completely turned against each other, at least we have some tacit understanding."

Xilae's eyes moved: "tacit understanding?"

"Next time something like this happens, he will inform me in advance to prevent my subordinates from being caught 'room homicide'."

"And you believe him?"

Tales sighed:

"At least a gesture."

Sheila is thoughtful.

The curtain on the stage is reopened, and the next section begins. The male protagonist wears ill-fitting funny clothes and swaying onto the stage. The supporting actors force a smile and try their best to praise, causing the audience to laugh. ("What did you say? Is this your mistress's dress?").

Shila reopens:

"When I was a child, I broke a vase left by Queen Bella and wanted to blame a cousin who looked down on me, but when my mother was angry, Jenn stood up and admitted that he did it, On the other hand, he secretly played tricks to let everyone know that I broke the vase."

I saw the girl from the Kedier family sneered:

"After this incident, I was reprimanded, Jenn was praised by his parents, a 'good and responsible brother' in the family, and

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Tales was attracted and looked back at Hillary.

"What do you want to say?"

Sheila shook her head:

"Jane has known how to put on a pose since he was a child, and use a good-looking posture to grab the greatest benefit."

She admired the performance on stage, her eyes slowly focused:

"Even his sister, I've known since childhood that you can't trust Jenn, at least not fully."

"The sun is setting," Thales frowned with laughter, "It's so tiring to live in your house."

“People from the Bright Star family say the same?”

Tales has an expression:

"Let's get back to the point."

The prince sighed:

"I know very well that Jenn's assurance is just a good-looking gesture: just like Diop's murder, by the time he 'informed' me, he must have already tidied up the stall, and there is no clue or loophole. Will stay with me. But at least I can be sure of one thing: Jenn has been handed over to the Kingdom Secret Service. Now he has no leisure to deal with me, and even at some level, keep me in the Emerald City It's good for him."

"Benefits?"

Tales nodded.

“From Moss to Diop, the Kingdom Secret Service tried every means to bring them into my field of vision, counting on the impulsive Prince Thales to dig out the secrets and expose the insider,” Thales said solemnly, “Jane then According to my actions, I will kill them before me and bury them deeply, and dissolve the conspiracy to nothing.”

Sheila's mouth is flat.

"It sounds like you are a **** in their game, and everyone can pinch and fiddle?"

Tales looked at her unhappily.

"Oh, sorry, I should have been more polite," Sheila turned her head blankly. "After all, the truth hurts the most."

It's really euphemistic.

"No, I am at most a chessboard, a battlefield," Thales was silent for a while, sighing in a divine way, "In the Emerald City, those who were involved in it and even died for it, they are the ones who A chess piece that really goes with the flow and can't help himself."

Sheila didn't speak, just stared at him silently.

"Right now, only human lives are lost, maybe there are more, and we are still in the dark about the battle," Thales said quietly, "I don't like this."

"But what if that's what the Secret Service wants?"

Sheila said softly:

"Keeping you in the dark and letting you throw punches in an instinctive way? If that's what they want?"

Tales frowned.

Then let them eat shit.

He said silently.

While speaking, another person came to the second floor for no reason, and surprised the guests who 'ran into' the prince and the young lady. In the courtesy of Mallos and others, they asked him to leave, but Thales and Xilai had to be silent for a while. Turn your attention back to the stage.

This year's most popular new play, "The Changes of the Butterfly", is staged in the theater. It tells the story of Origi, an illiterate but warm-hearted boy during the tyranny of the Red King:

Origi rescued the Prime Minister's niece by coincidence, only to say the wrong thing when the Prime Minister rewarded him ("I want a good job without the sun/shade"), thus being miscoded into The Kingdom Secret Division. In the secret department, this simple and straightforward new cadre made all kinds of jokes, but also by coincidence, he solved countless problems through blind and reckless fighting, fighting in the dark room, playing the game of Kuntana, wrestling the chaos of the party, and bewildering. Haiguo, saved the kingdom from water and fire, won the trust of the king, and also won the heart of the prime minister's niece.

On a mission, Origi accidentally discovered that what he had done in the name of the king was actually countless unjust, false and wrongful convictions, killing hundreds of innocent lives. However, under the bewitchment of the chief of the secret department, in order to be worthy of his sweetheart and stay with her, Origi escaped the torture of pain and guilt, and chose numbness and escape. Slowly, Origi grew up and matured, learned vanity, hypocrisy, and familiarity with human relationships. He pursued advantages and avoid disadvantages along the way, and rose to the top. He is no longer the fool he used to be, but just like the name of the play, from ugly but ugly. A simple caterpillar transforms into a numb and struggling chrysalis, and then into a beautiful but poisonous butterfly.

At the end of the story, on the eve of the coronation of the virtuous king and the end of the tyranny, the powerful Origi was involved in a political conspiracy to frame the prime minister. Wake up and end in tears.

To be honest, both the script and the actors, in terms of quality, are indeed much better than those in the capital.

Tales scratched his head, um, if in the capital, such plays that smear and satirize the kingdom's secrets and promote "unrighteous values" would not be able to be staged - not right, it depends on each generation of kings. Red King's historical evaluation and positioning, is it to vigorously criticize and reflect, or to "objective, rational and pluralistic view", is "historical conclusions can not be distorted", or "sensitive topics" to avoid talking about?

Anyway, he doesn't know if it can be staged.

"Can I give some advice?"

Tales was startled, and realized that it was Hille who spoke.

"Of course, all ears."

I saw Xilai's eyes glowing: "If you want to track down clues from the street, such as from the Blood Bottle Gang, be careful."

The Blood Bottle Gang?

Tales' complexion changed slightly:

"You—"

"How did I know you were going to be assisted by the Blood Vial?"

Sheila turned her head and smiled slightly: "Same as you."

Under Thales' suspicious gaze

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"If Diop is really a shadowy accountant, then when Jenn 'dealts' him, he must not use the official resources on the surface, such as the Vigilance Hall and the Emerald Legion."

Tales remembered the kill that dd and Glover said.

"My brother has to use another set of people and go through channels that can't appear in writing and on the surface. When Diop usually runs secret accounts, he has to use similar people. It happened that in the Emerald City, With such a channel, people who do this job and eat this bowl of rice can turn around and get involved with a big gang more or less..."

"The Blood Bottle Gang." Thales sighed.

Sheila nodded happily.

"Your direction and idea are right. Most of the powerful and powerful families have the means to do the dirty work for themselves," Miss Kedir looked at the stage, the final confrontation between the hero Origi and her sweetheart , "Of course, these sets are relatively easier to break through than the water-tight empty palace."

Tales sighed.

"Except for one point." Xilai's words changed, causing Thales' eyes to move slightly.

I saw Hillary's mouth twitching:

"It is said that a long time ago, there were dozens of street gangs and gangs in the Emerald City, from shoe repairers to street sweepers, from dung diggers to bricklayers, and they were not affiliated with each other - like most cities in the world It's the same, it's normal."

Tales was puzzled: "until?"

Sheila's expression gradually became serious:

"Until a few decades ago, a certain duke of the Kedier family - 'Staghorn' Coker had a whim, changed the old style of aristocrats, and extended the noble twins that do not touch the soil into the prosperous palace , reaching the bottom, sinking into the folk, incorporating and even investing in non-traditional forces 'beyond the chessboard', which brought a turning point on the streets of Emerald City."

Non-traditional forces beyond the chessboard.

Shofar Cork.

Tales raised his eyebrows.

"The turning point, you mean..."

Shila looked at Thales seriously:

"An out-of-town gang composed of veterans from the Western Wilderness, who started out by smuggling alcohol and smuggling alcohol, entered the Emerald City at that time. It received acquiescence and even support, quickly broke the balance, and swept away in just a few decades. the streets and underworld of the Emerald City.”

What Thales understood:

"The Kedir family, that was when they colluded with the Blood Bottle Gang?"

"More than that."

Xile said: "Arms, prostitution, drugs, population, street intelligence, rural power, market monopoly... Starting from the streets of Emerald City, with the support of the Kedir family, the 'business' of the Blood Bottle Gang has not Confined to smuggling and prohibition, they changed course, transformed, grew, expanded, entered unfamiliar territory, reached towns and villages across the country, reached corners beyond the reach of troops and guards, and many more. The officials and even the lords of one party got involved, reached cooperation, provided 'services' and helped 'governance'."

"Service," Thales frowned, "governance?"

Sheila ignored him:

"In this way, the power and money of the Iris, the violence and organization of the Blood Bottle Gang, the official and unofficial forces, they complement each other and merge into one."

Two in one.

Tales thought of the Sabertooth Dune camp in the Western Wilderness, and the tacit understanding—perhaps with a little threat—and cooperation between the Wings of Legends and the mercenary leaders.

"You mean, the Kedier family is the backing of the Blood Bottle Gang, subordinate to the top and bottom?"

Sheila shook her head:

"I wouldn't say that. After all, the Blood Bottle Gang is not an army nor a loyal dog. Duke Iris can't use them as an arm, and the huge gap cannot be ignored. disagreement."

But her words changed:

"But it's true that the Kedir family and the Blood Bottle Gang are more closely related than the ordinary lords and gangs. Mutual benefit has long been a tradition, and mutual compatibility has become a habit. The relationship is more complicated than you think. The Duke of Iris is also accustomed to using such unconventional pieces to monitor and even control the streets and the underground world."

Tales exhaled:

"No wonder, no wonder, in the Emerald City, Jenn can so easily follow his heart and spread rumors about me."

"So, if you're putting a breach in a place like this," Sealey concluded, "be careful."

Tales was silent for a while. He watched Origi on the stage crying in pain, and spoke his heart out under the moon.

It was only then that he realized that with the progress of the plot of "The Butterfly Transformation", the audience hadn't laughed for a long time.

"These things, street gangs, underground world, etc.," Thales said solemnly, "As a noble lady, how did you know?"

"Ha, I knew you would say that," Hillary said with a sullen expression, "Excuse me for reminding you kindly~IndoMTL.com~ Duke Thales, the eldest lady in front of you, Last name is Kedir."

Tales' expression changed.

"Sorry, I didn't mean anything else. You're right, you're Kedir," he sighed. "It's better to be a friend than an enemy."

Shila was silent for a moment.

"When I was young, there was a time when people were rumoured and there was a lot of talk on the streets."

Tales raised his eyes.

Here was gloomy when he talked about the past: "My father didn't resort to the duke's power to curb the rumors, he knew that would only be self-defeating. Instead, he used the Blood Bottle Gang to fight the rumors and finally save my reputation." /

Tales frowns

Dear, this chapter is not over, there is another page ^0^: "Your reputation?"

"Yes, my reputation," Sheila sarcastically, "is about my reputation as to whether I can marry or not."

My dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^