Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 188: Rebirth (middle)

Thyls didn't feel good.

Very bad.

The sore body one after another, the cold that stimulates the trembling of the joints, the hunger that seems to burn through the stomach, the pain and numbness after the healing of new and old wounds, and the dizziness and fatigue that exhaust all mentally...

Various negative feelings come like a flood.

The sobbing and gasping of the guards seemed to have a faint echo in their ears.

Thyles' vision of stimulation also fluctuates vaguely.

And the crime of the prison river, which has always been eager to move around and rebellious, is now hibernating in a lifeless manner, like a beast with a serious illness, refusing to give him any more help.

Thyls knows that this may be a side effect of the healing power of Hell River’s crime, it may also be a sequelae of the abuse of mana, or even the consequence of the flash explosion of the alchemy ball.

I have tortured this young body too hard.

But he had no choice.

No.

Amidst the worrying sound of the fast rope and Belletti's nervous sight, the boy tried his best to stand firm.

But he can't fall down.

In a trance, Thales, who was equally heavy physically and mentally, said to himself, waved his hand and rejected the help of others.

Not yet.

He bit the tip of his tongue hard a few times, irritating himself.

This seems to be able to draw enough strength from the almost numb pain and concentrate.

In a different kind of silence, Thales, holding the torch, turned around with difficulty.

Look at the man who was leaning against the wall, clutching his injured arm, and looking lonely and depressed.

Following Thales' gaze, others turned to the poor man who didn't say a word, but stared blankly at the two bodies.

Beletti's red eyes stared at the man, as if expecting something.

The expressions of Cannon and Tardin are full of shame that they dare not face, and Semir's eyes are full of unspeakable depth.

But the closer the torch in Thales's hand was, the more the opponent shrank and retreated, even turning his head to avoid it, seeming to be full of fear for the light.

"Quil Barney."

"Chief Pioneer Officer."

Thyls sighed with exhaustion:

"I know, you have experienced a lot today."

The indifferent figure felt something and shrank back subconsciously.

Thyls stopped.

In the blurred vision of the teenager, Barney's figure gradually became clear.

Not long ago, it was this man who stretched out the rough palm full of calluses to himself.

But at this moment, the glamour in the opponent's eyes has long ceased to exist.

Instead, it's gloomy.

The gloom of despair and self-blame, pain and confusion.

"No, your majesty," Barney's head was against his shoulders and the wall, half of his face was immersed in the darkness, not real:

"No."

His words are full of hatred, and the marks on his face become more and more evident.

"Don't use that sensational trick against me..."

"Don't comfort me, don't forgive me..."

Barney did not go on.

He hugged his wounded arm and curled up in the corner dying, avoiding the light.

Like a trapped beast that has lost its life.

The end of the road.

Only the walking dead are left.

What took him away?

What took this man away?

The warrior who wielded his sword and shield fiercely and smashed into the enemy's line in a big way?

The extreme powerhouse who was in a desperate situation, dripping with blood, and never changed his color?

Thyls took a breath and gently threw away the torch in his hand.

The dim light and shadow flickered.

Without the stimulation of the torch, Barney finally turned his head slightly.

"Of course not."

I saw the teenager evoke a peaceful smile:

"And I am not going to do that."

Tyles stared at Barney, his tone became calm:

"Because you did nothing wrong."

The trembling Barney froze for a while.

There was silence in the dungeon.

Until Thales’ words continue to ring:

"Since eighteen years ago, as a loyal vanguard of the Royal Guard, Barney, your path has always been clear, straight, one-way and unique."

"You live in the purest world, you only need to hold on to yourself, protect your companions, and never need to choose between dilemmas."

Little Barney's eyes slowly solidified, but he didn't move.

The boy turned to other people in the dungeon, his words were deep, and he seemed to sigh:

"Not like them."

Sac'erkong looked at the two corpses on the ground, his eyes were difficult to understand, and Semir bowed his head deeply, seemingly resentful.

"It's not like Naki, who is full of regret and guilt, who is hungry for peace of mind and can't."

Cannon, Brie, and Tardin each have their own difficulties.

"It's not like Nai who knows the truth like a throat, suffering in unspeakable hesitation."

Thyls stared at Barney’s unchanged face, and finally sighed:

"It's not like..."

"Not like your father."

Father.

As soon as the word was uttered, Thales saw Barney Jr. trembling fiercely.

The prince sighed inwardly.

"So, you think your father should tell you the truth, right?"

Tyles looked at Barney's struggling and changing expression, and said softly:

"The question is, if he really confessed to you, what would you do and how would you choose?"

If he told me the truth...

The silhouette of Barney Jr. twisted in the flames on the ground.

But the vanguard turned his head stubbornly in the end, facing the wall, avoiding the light, without saying a word.

Only expose the ugliest brand in the flames.

Thyls looked at the reaction of the other side calmly and continued:

"I guess..."

"Will you listen to his difficulties, stand with him, and then, like him, die in front of the palace without going back, buried for your own choices and sins?"

"Bearing the blood debt of killing the king, just sleep forever?"

Barney still turned his head and said nothing, but the brand on his profile twitched inexplicably.

Thyls's tone began to increase:

"Still allegiance to the ancestor, standing on the opposite side of him, with disappointment, sadness, incomprehension, anger and pain, meet him with swords and soldiers, righteously destroy relatives?"

"Having the stigma of my father, a nightmare for life?"

Little Barney's outline moved, and visible veins bulged from his fist.

Thyls chuckled softly:

"Or, will you lose yourself in confusion and hesitation like you are now, refuse to accept reality, walk away alone, and escape everything that is coming?"

"With the guilt of the coward, living in chaos?"

The boy turned his gaze to the sword that Thaker had snatched from Barney on the ground:

"Even... die?"

He died.

The vanguard who evaded everything with his wounded arm shivered.

He seems to be unwilling, only spit out a few vague words from his mouth:

"It doesn't matter anymore..."

But Thales didn't let him go on.

"I think this is his worry, his fear."

The prince's voice lowered:

"He understands you and understands you, so he is afraid, afraid that when you know the truth, when you know his choice, you have no more way to go..."

Tyles is embarrassed and tired, but his eyes are burning.

"I think this is also the tacit agreement and agreement between those brothers who have kept you in the dark for many years and your father."

Barney's breathing stopped for a few seconds, and was stunned.

Ignoring the serious injury to his shoulder and arm, he turned his head again and looked at Tardin and others.

But they all bowed their heads, avoiding his gaze.

Thyls ignored Barney’s mixed look of confusion and pain, but looked at the non-existent distance and sighed softly:

"Your father did not deliberately betray or deceive you, Barney Vanguard, let alone bet on both sides, as Naki said, to please the middle."

Juvenile language with regret and sorrow:

"The truth is, he loves you."

"He wants to protect you."

Tyles' voice paused for a moment, as Barney's breathing became increasingly messy:

"He just..."

"I don't know how to express it."

The prince’s voice is steady and profound, with indistinguishable emotions:

"So, he made the choice for you."

No one knows. At that moment, Thales clenched his fist severely.

The choice made for you.

Little Barney's thinking paused for a moment.

The Pioneer Officer was a little surprised.

In the long-lasting memory, the familiar figure who had visited him in nightmares for eighteen years reappeared.

That solid, tough, stubborn figure that he thought would never fall.

And the voice that used to be.

Serious, powerful, and earnest:

[Your grandmother has a letter...she wants you to go back. 】

[I think it should be your choice. 】

Little Barney's eyes were scattered in the flames.

Go back...

You choose...

Little Barney subconsciously hugged himself tightly, shivering, and an inexplicable fear rose in his heart.

But the next second, what he heard in his ear was a rare, not so tough, and even some weak and helpless sentence:

[No, we can't escape. 】

[My son. 】

The other party's voice is getting blurred, but his face is getting clearer.

I will choose...

No.

Little Barney's expression slowly twisted.

He hugged his injured arm in pain, breathing intermittently.

"No..."

Barney put his face on his shoulders, twitching uncontrollably, his voice trembling distorted:

"Father..."

As if not wanting to be too weak, Barney, with a twisted face, stuffed the index finger of his left hand between his teeth, biting the whimper in his throat.

The guards watched Barney's grief and pain in silence, and the unspeakable sadness spread in the air.

Thyls sighed slowly, feeling a lot in his heart.

"His plan obviously fell through."

The prince tried his best to use his most gentle but also the most serious voice:

"Even if it was eighteen years late, you still faced the truth."

"Cruel, but true."

Barney began to tremble again.

The Vanguard has his eyes, as if this will prevent certain things.

"I know your tricks, Your Highness."

He snorted stubbornly.

"A common method used by nobles-just like dealing with other people, you use their weaknesses and give them conditions they cannot refuse in exchange for what you want most."

On the other side, holding Cannon, Brie, and Tardin, even Belletti and others' faces changed slightly.

Little Barney hummed and said to Thales:

"You are now using my feelings about my father."

Thyls paused, seemingly unbearable.

But after all, he took a deep breath and slowly said:

"So, is that your weakness?"

"Your father?"

"When he deprives you of the opportunity to choose, so that you can avoid the painful choice or even the consequences of the choice?"

Father.

Barney's arm began to tighten, feeling the increasing pain of the fracture.

No.

He loosened his teeth in a cold sweat, opened his red eyes, and looked at the prince unrelentingly, but stopped talking.

"Does his actions mean anything to you?"

But Thales shook his head.

"Don't answer me," the prince whispered:

"Answer yourself."

Barney is slightly stagnant.

Thyls turned his head, his gaze scanned the complicated-looking Semir, the hopeful Beletti, the awkward Tardin three, and the mentally confused Sark who had undergone major changes. El.

The prince took a deep breath and relieved his dizziness.

"For example, will you be like just now..."

Thyls turned around, stretched out his hand hard, and picked up the long sword on the ground.

"As your father expected, worried, feared."

"Become the cowardly veteran who lost his life, fell into despair, and wanted to die after knowing the truth, Quill Barney?"

Little Barney's gaze is fixed on the long sword in Thales's hand.

His whimper gradually diminished, and his trembling ceased.

Thyls sighed lightly.

"Will you?"

The prince lowered his head, his voice hung down, and his words were sad:

"If you did that..."

"That only means one thing-your father, he is right."

Little Barney shook hard!

"Because whether you admit it or not, you have settled down on your father's worries and confirmed his judgment: you can't bear everything he faces."

Tyles took a step forward, resisting dizziness, inhaling and making a sound:

"You are tantamount to approving your father's idea, agreeing to the choice he made for you, and following the road he paved for you."

The Pioneer clenched his teeth, his expression becoming more painful and his face distorted.

His gaze is back and forth between the prince who is firm and indisputable at this moment, and the blood-stained sword lying on the ground.

"You use your actions to prove: your father should never tell you the truth, he should never share his choice with you, and as weak as you, you should never know this secret!"

Thyls spoke hard and had sharp eyes.

Behind him, Belletti and the others stared at each other.

But Thales' words continue, and his tone is getting stronger:

"Because of you, Guil Barney Pioneer, because you can neither bear the pain nor bear the consequences!"

"You are not qualified to make your own choice."

Barney clenched his fists unconsciously, breathing quickly.

The pioneer officer and the prince looked at each other silently, one struggling and hesitating, the other firm and cold.

Unexpectedly, the next second, the prince’s tone fell, and he was tired again:

"However."

"Are you?"

I saw Thales take a deep breath, but tremblingly turned the sword upside down, and handed out the hilt to Barney.

"Really?"

Barney froze.

[Your grandmother has a letter...she wants you to go back. 】

The familiar voice echoed in his ears.

[Very good, then don't go back. 】

His gaze fixed on the sword changed back and forth, a moment of confusion, moment of pain, moment of grief.

Until Thales gently dropped the hilt of the sword that no one took.

The dungeon is quiet again, only breathing is left.

It seems that a century has passed.

Finally, Barney opened his mouth, took a heavy breath in the dull dungeon, and tried to calm down.

"But if," Barney's next sentence was filled with irony and disappointment:

"What if I am?"

"Is that the unbearable person after the truth is broken?"

Barney's words are thick, dull and hoarse.

"If I am such a coward, am I not qualified to choose for myself?"

But Thales laughed.

He dropped the long sword gently, letting it whine on the ground.

"You said, Barney," the prince's voice was soft and hoarse, as if he was afraid of waking the sleeping man.

"The siblings you cherish, they are the reason for you to survive in the dark and persist until now, right?"

Hearing this, the guards were breathing in confusion.

Little Barney's figure under the firelight trembled slightly.

Following Thales's gaze, the man numbly scanned the two bodies of his colleagues.

The prince looked sadly at the steadily cold body of Naki and Nai:

Thyls sighed softly:

"But I think it's the opposite."

Barney's fingers tightened slightly and his breathing became more and more disordered.

Tyles raised his eyes and glanced at the underground storage room of the Bone Prison, dusty and messy.

The guards found that the prince's expression became ethereal and perplexed.

"Naki said that in this dark, bottomless dungeon, everyone was tortured."

"But there is only one person."

"He lives in the only place where the light can shine."

Little Barney's eyes freeze for a moment.

All the members of the royal guard were stunned.

Thyls’s voice is very soft and very careful:

"There, he has what they have lost, what they desire most."

Only seeing bruises, describing the embarrassed young man lowered his head and gave Barney a calm and brisk smile.

Barney was stunned.

"Compared to other people's tacit or secret secrets, you can maintain the purest persistence, purest steadfastness, and purest sincerity."

Beletti lowered his eyes in confusion, Tardin bowed his head in pain, Samuel pressed his sword hilt, Cannon and Brie said nothing.

Thyls spoke in his brightest and most regretful tone:

"This is what they have long lost, the most envious, the most jealous, the most admired, the most eager but the most precious thing, the most precious thing is your father's premise of his own sinking, and your brothers The cost of eternal guilt is the fire that has been preserved for you."

"Tinder that makes them feel ashamed, cannot ask for it, and dare not look directly at it."

The words are clear and the aftermath is long.

Little Barney didn't speak any more, he just froze in place.

The expressions of the rest of the guards were confused or upset, each with different expressions.

Thyls glanced at Nakey and Nai who had passed away on the ground, but smiled:

"The truth is, Quill Barney, before I came here, you were them, the lights of your brothers and sisters in the dark: bright and hot, burning and dazzling, it means they are unwilling I dare not think about it, let alone destroy the brightest and most beautiful side."

Every word of Thales made Barney's chest hesitate, causing others to bow their heads and sigh, even Thaker was no exception.

"Admit it or not, Jr. Quill Barney..."

Tyles leaned down hard, his palm stayed over the **** remnant sword for a second, and then slowly moved horizontally.

He picked up the torch next to him.

"You are the only existence they hope to retain loyalty in this desperate world of betrayal everywhere."

"It is their only coordinate when they are immersed in self-blame and guilt, and doubt themselves in a meaningless future."

"It is the only light they can see when they look up when they are struggling in the **** darkness and bruised all over."

"It is the only existence they can respect, love, admire, be jealous, and look up to them without reservation and scruples."

"It is their last bit of comfort when they look back at the rest of their life without light."

Just listen to Thales sighing:

"In eighteen years, you are the reason to support them."

"And after all this happened, are you..."

But Barney Jr. interrupted the prince.

"Fake."

He was slightly embarrassed into anger, but his hands, feet, and expression were a bit at a loss.

"Fake!"

"These are all illusions, things they have created with despicability and betrayal," Barney shook his head in a daze, and clenched his fists, as if he would be more sober:

"It never existed."

He snarled hoarsely and feebly:

"Whether it's my father or someone else... They didn't give me a choice back then!"

"No!"

Little Barney was a little excited. His words made most of the guards cast their gazes in shame and dare not look directly.

At this moment, Thales suddenly moved forward!

He raised the torch in his hand high!

The fire light approached and flickered constantly, stimulating Barney to subconsciously raise his hand to avoid.

"No, they didn't give you a choice," the young man said quietly:

"But your life gave it."

Thyls's speech was very slow, and Barney's excitement unknowingly eased.

Thyls sighed slightly again:

"It’s just that, compared to other people, your only choice comes later, but it’s more critical and more important than them."

"At this moment, here."

"In eighteen years."

Thyls turned around and looked at everyone, including Thaker, who was also immersed in darkness.

"Yes, Barney, when the truth comes to light, when all the disguise is severely torn apart and the confrontation is cruel," Thales said quietly:

"You will understand that everything you have experienced before is for today, what choices you can make."

Tyles turned his head and looked firmly at Barney who was dodging.

"And this choice is," he said softly:

"When you face all the darkness of this world, when you are angry because of betrayal, when you are not angry because of deception, because of hatred, and when you are desperate because of failure, when everything you fight for is far away from you ."

"Who would you choose to become?"

No one spoke.

There was another unspeakable silence.

But Barney's eyes are no longer vague, he just stared at the prince, his expression is complicated and the meaning is difficult to understand.

He sneered from his nose, sad and helpless.

"Easy to say," Barney gritted his teeth and leaned forward, as if trying to resist something:

"Because you are not there!"

He gritted his teeth hard.

"If it was you, if it was you who went through all this: betrayal, deception, hatred, failure..."

Barney raised the volume and said angrily to the prince:

"For yourself, what choice can you make and what kind of person you can become?"

But he was quickly interrupted.

"Simple."

Thyls sighed.

"In Xingchen, the teacher who taught me swordsmanship, she told me on the first day."

The next moment, Thales moved his arm!

Barney Jr. was taken aback, but reacted extremely quickly to catch what Thales threw.

It's a torch.

It was the torch that Thales picked up from the ground.

The flames burned tenaciously in front of Barney's eyes, illuminating his whole body from bleeding, scars, and holes to marks and imprints.

Dispel the darkness.

"She said to me: Raise your shield."

Just listen to Thales calmly, but there is no doubt that:

"There are only two cases, you can put it down."

At that moment, the little Barney holding the torch was shocked!

The flames flickered violently in his hands, shaking back and forth.

But after all, it did not fall.

"No matter how **** this world is, Barney, no matter what facts they try to convince you, deceive you, tempt you to open yourself up to hatred, to hate, to surrender to anger, to surrender to despair, To become a captive and slave in their rules..."

And the fast rope, who has been watching silently, feels first: Thales' mood has changed.

"No matter what reality does to you, no matter how others hit you, hurt you, or torture you, no matter how limited and painful life is left to you..."

"No matter how many times the **** world betrays you, betrays you, hurts you, persecutes you..."

Under the fire, Prince Thales, who is adventuring with the fast rope himself these days, is now showing rare and complicated emotions:

Sorrow, sadness, numbness...

And fragile.

These fast ropes think that they will never have a relationship with Thales, who is optimistic, humorous, strong and versatile.

After a few seconds of pause, Thales took a deep breath.

"Only one thing is the most important."

Before Barney’s dazed expression, Thales drew a more faint smile, not knowing whether it was helpless or melancholy:

"They never want to change you."

"Don't want you to put down your shield."

In the silent, dull and dark dungeon, Jr. Barney looked at Thales dumbly.

A scene from a long, long time ago suddenly flashed before his eyes, when he had just joined the Royal Guard.

At that time, he was young and content, proud and confident.

On that day, he shook the wooden sword in his hand to the country girl who fell in the sand and was embarrassed with pain...

The vanity girl who once thought he had climbed the high branches of the royal family and was favored by the crown prince, and was jokingly stuffed into his hands by His Highness to "learn some martial arts".

[Trust me, miss, I hate this task to the same degree you hate me now. 】

He still remembers that he was in the training ground, enduring the pointing gazes of his colleagues, contemptuously and disdainful of the "training object" assigned by His Royal Highness:

[Now, noble Miss Ji Ni, raise your shield. 】

He still remembered the girl's eyes when she gritted her teeth and got up from the ground.

[There are only two cases, you can put it down...]

I remember the sweat mixed with dust and blood on her face.

And no matter how badly the girl was beaten by herself, she still clung to her hand, a shield that never let go.

[You die, or the enemy perishes. 】

Barney's eyes were blurred.

"You don't need comfort and forgiveness, Pioneer Officer."

Tales Young said:

"You only have to face yourself."

A few seconds later~IndoMTL.com~ Barney seemed to be unable to bear the hope of the prince's bright eyes, and subconsciously lowered his head to avoid the other's sight.

At the moment, he is confused and at a loss.

"Is that possible?"

Little Barney turned his head and looked at the two bodies on the ground, with doubts and sorrow, his tone became a little hesitant.

And Thales looked at Barney, who was gritting his teeth and holding a torch, and smiled faintly.

"Of course."

"Because that's what I did."

Thyls slowly turned around, leaving the vanguard officer with a faltering but struggling back.

"From the first day," under everyone's gaze, the teenager took a step forward and raised his head with a smile:

"To the last day." Kingdom Blood