Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 191: Rebirth (Part 2)

Just now.

"Hahahahaha..."

There was a long, deep, lonely, mournful laugh.

Everyone's eyes gathered together.

Sackel raised his head, took a step forward, and walked into the flames.

But also at that moment, everyone was stunned.

I saw the former watchman of the Royal Guard, the terrible penalty knight, Sackel laughed long and staggered.

But this is far from a reason to surprise them.

I don't know when to start, but the tough and tough Saker is already in tears.

"You are very clever, my lord," Thacker's voice was choked and hoarse, his chest was shaking, and his red eyes stared at Thales:

"Even too smart."

He slowly raised the axe blade.

This makes the remaining people stand up subconsciously.

"You know that in this gloomy dungeon, it is absolutely unreasonable to be targeted by me, so you give up force, no longer run away, and no longer use your forbidden power, but resort to politics."

Thyls was slightly surprised.

Sackel's voice is hoarse, full of despair and sadness, like a wounded who has lost his last hope.

"You know my relationship with these people, so you deliberately let them out, let them confront me, observe from them, gather information, and look for opportunities in dormancy and preparation."

He scanned the past one by one, looking at each guard member's eyes full of pain and conflict.

"From the moment you met, you seem to run away in embarrassment, weak and weak, but in reality, you have a plan to press hard. From Semir, Barney to Naji, your side-knock and push-up will make you a little bit. A little closer to the truth of the year-until you catch my weakness, what I care about."

Sackel said, looking around, smiling bitterly with tears.

"I..." Thales opened his mouth, only to find that he could not speak.

Now!

A crisp sound.

Sac'el's axe fell to the ground.

At this moment, under the gaze of everyone's surprise, Thaker finally showed rare fatigue and old age.

As just now, he is still alone, standing on the opposite side of everyone else.

In one to eight.

But now...

Sackel raised his eyes.

But now...

The plural figures in front of him gradually blurred, and finally focused on the young and embarrassed figure in front of him, but calm and inexplicable.

Sacele looked at Thales quietly, a smile of bitterness and melancholy in the tears.

I don’t know when it started...

It has become one-on-one.

Sackel sighed softly in his heart and took his gaze away from his old colleague.

They are no longer long-lived prisoners or runaway criminals in panic.

Instead, it became the proudest existence again.

From the Star Kingdom...

The Supreme Royal Guard

At this moment, Thacker didn't know why he couldn't hold back the tears in his eyes, or why he couldn't fill the void in his heart.

He just stared at Thales idiotically.

If he is not that taboo...

That's good.

Sackel's figure flickered in the air, and he tried his best to stabilize it.

"You are sincere and ruthlessly asking the truth, driving them into desperation one by one, showing their nature, and digging out the details that are most worthy of your use."

The more he talked and the more anxious he got, his expression became heavier and desperate.

"Then, like a savior of the world, you use your special status as a star to forgive them and relieve their burden."

"More importantly..."

"You have become the spiritual support in their hearts, and you completely bind yourself to them."

Thyls felt bitter in his heart.

He can only resist not looking at the expressions of the people around him.

Sachel took a deep breath and stared at Thales, who was now looking complicated:

"To them, you are no longer just a prince meeting for the first time."

The penalty knight lost and continued:

"You are the mourner of Naki and Nai, the pardoner of the offender, and the comforter of the prisoner. You are the star prince they recognize, and you are willing to take the risk to uncover my misunderstandings. Person."

"If I kill you, I will destroy them all-from body to spirit."

Sacuel covered his tears and smiled bitterly in the uncontrollable shaking:

"All this seems so logical, I can't fault it—hahaha."

Thyls sighed:

"Sacker..."

But the penalty knight didn't give him a chance to speak.

"Just now, when I was a villain, I could beat them to pieces without hesitation, and then kill you."

Sacuel put down his arm, and said this with fierceness, making the rest of the people nervous.

"I can bear their hatred afterwards as a wicked person."

"I can live like that, I can die like that, I've been like that for eighteen years!"

"Eighteen years!"

Sackel growled in a low voice.

His shaky body seemed to be unable to hold it anymore, and fell back, leaning against the wall.

There was a sad silence in the dungeon.

Sac'el's expression slowly darkened.

"But the words just now, the words you defended for me, you didn't tell me."

"You said it to them."

Sackel raised his head and looked at each of his colleagues.

For some reason, everyone caught by his eyes has an unspeakable tingling sensation.

"You cleaned up my sins, you made them respect me again, and more importantly, you turned their feelings into a weapon against me."

The penalty knight's voice grew bitter, and it sounded like begging.

"Because you know, from this moment, when what I see on their faces is no longer hatred of traitors, but apology and respect to the chief..."

Sackel leaned against the wall, pointed to his chest and then to his head, his breath intermittently.

"And you know, this is my biggest weakness."

Sac'el stared sadly at the axe blade under his feet, raised his mouth to the sky, and let out a painful roar in his throat.

"You know, facing them...I can't do it anymore..."

Thyls looked at each other blankly.

He was speechless.

"But why."

The dying penalty knight took a sharp breath, as if regaining energy:

"If you don't expose all of this, if you don't pursue the truth..."

"Then maybe..."

At that moment, Thacker looked at the remains on the ground and at Barney, his face showed endless sadness:

"Maybe Naki and Nye will still be alive, breathing."

"And Barney, he still hates me, not his father, not the king."

Sackel closed his eyes.

Little Barney turned his head and tried not to look at him.

Cannon took a painful breath and dropped his weapon as well.

The atmosphere became quite uncomfortable.

Thyls felt the pressure on his chest was unprecedented, and if he didn't say anything, it would explode.

"I'm sorry, about Naki and Nye, I..."

But the boy was interrupted again when he finished speaking.

I saw Thacker clasping his forehead tightly with one hand, twisting his cheek in pain:

"I don’t know, I really don’t know, what you said to them, the words that comforted them, including the words you were willing to expose your identity to me, and even the confession of your identity, is it Truth from the heart, or hypocrisy with ulterior motives?"

"Are you trying to save them or to save yourself?"

Thyls was stunned.

Sincere, hypocritical?

Save others, save yourself?

Thyls was in a trance for a while.

"Maybe," the young man has an unspeakable sense of loneliness for some reason:

"Maybe both have a little bit."

Sac'el's gasps became more intense.

It's like he was sick again.

"Hahaha, lurking in the dark, testing the weakness, and finally hitting the key, one blow is fatal," the penalty knight’s laugh faster and faster:

"The most terrifying thing is that I already know your methods, but I still can't fight back! I don't have the talent of Lord Hansen, and I can't even tell if your words are true or false."

Really.

Pretend?

Thyls looked at him contradictory.

He spoke several times, but in the end he could only say lonely:

"A long time ago, I heard a word from a one-eyed guy."

Thyls sighed:

"If it's good for the stars, what about true intentions and false intentions?"

Thakel shook slightly and stopped for a few seconds.

But soon, his tearful face twisted.

"Good for the stars?"

"Haha, that said, you deliberately pointed out your identity in the Northland, which is also one of the means? You want to remind me that Exeter is on the offensive and the upper hand, and once you die, the kingdom Will get into trouble?"

Sackel muttered to himself almost madly.

Thyls was silent for a while, but still spoke:

"Actually, I didn't think so much, I just thought..."

"I feel..."

Tyles opened his mouth, only to find that he couldn't continue.

Just then.

"You stars, are all the same, aren't you?" Saker put down his hand and smiled with tears.

Thyls was stunned:

"Us?"

Sacker chuckled again:

"Back then, he was like this, looking at me sincerely and calmly, revealing the truth without concealment, admitting his purpose without hesitation, even admitting his hypocrisy, admitting his apology, his' I have to."

This time, the penalty knight looked obsessively in one direction and slowly stretched out his finger.

"Look, he is sitting there, smiling sincerely and innocently, let me choose."

"Like it is now."

Thyls looked in the direction he was pointing.

Only saw a dark void.

He turned his head anxiously, and found that the surrounding guards were looking sadly at this mad Sackel with sad expressions.

"Melting truth and hypocrisy together, carving out a chessboard that others have to walk on..."

Sakeel at this moment is like a withered old man, no longer a warrior.

This makes Thales feel a pain.

Sac'el's voice gradually decreased, bringing out a heartbreaking rhythm: "I hate you, but I hate you more, I hate you more, I hate I can't hate you..."

"Candy Star..."

"You are all equally cruel."

Cruel.

Thyls closed his eyes tightly.

"I'm sorry." He said hard.

The next moment, the penalty knight suddenly roared!

"Ah!"

Sackel knelt on the ground in pain, clutching his forehead.

"Your Majesty, Your Highness!"

"Why!"

The roar was dry and dumb, but it was even more heartbreaking.

Thyls wanted to step forward, but Belletti was grabbed by Belletti behind him.

Little Barney shook his head at him.

Sac'el's wailing continued for a few seconds, and then he weakened.

But the next second, he looked at Thales sadly.

"Go."

This time, Saker’s words are simple.

"Let's go, your lord, leave."

He clutched his head and squatted before the wall, his tone almost pleading.

"Never, never come back here again."

"Just as you...never... ever met me."

Tyles looked at such a penalty knight in a daze.

He is safe.

But...

This is not what he wants.

He looked at Saker, who was almost collapsed and was hysterical the moment before, feeling sad.

No.

Thyls took a deep breath:

"You...you can come with us, leave the prison of bones, maybe you can't return to the royal capital with integrity, but..."

Unexpectedly, Thaker suddenly violent and roared out of thin air!

"Go!"

Thyls was shocked, until Belletti pressed his shoulder.

Sac'el fell back to his place again, his voice low, and he began to sob.

"Before I lose control...go away."

"Please."

"Candy Star."

Tyles looked at him and was silent for several seconds, until Barney coughed slightly behind him.

"I understand."

Tyles sighed, turned around, and walked away.

It's over.

He said this to himself.

But for some reason, there is no joy in his heart.

Only a touch of sadness.

"Wait a minute."

Everyone turned their sights and saw Semir looking in the direction of Saker, and said loudly:

"Sacuel, you plan to stay in the prison of bones, are you here for the rest of your life?"

The penalty knight did not answer.

Semir frowned.

"Well, you like it here, even if it fends for itself."

"But before that, you have to tell me," Semir gritted his teeth: "Who is it?"

"Eighteen years ago, who was the Can Star who intended to usurp the throne?"

This sensitive question makes everyone nervous again.

But Thacker only gave a vaguely chuckle, and shook his head nervously.

"Not important anymore."

"Not...important anymore."

Semir's brows are getting tighter, obviously unwilling, he takes a step forward.

"You--"

But the other hand held him down.

"He was right, Semir."

Little Barney let out a sigh, his tone of disgust for the past and lies:

"No matter who did it...the result can no longer be changed."

Semil was silent for a while.

Finally, he shook off Barney's arm with an anger, and stopped looking at Thacker.

"Very well, then we now..." Barney Jr. sighed.

But when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Thales let out a long sigh, made up some determination, and suddenly turned and walked back!

He walked towards Thaker again without hesitation.

Barney, who has only one arm left, couldn't catch it, and suddenly changed color.

"His Royal Highness!" Belletti subconsciously tried to stop Thales.

But Thales calmly raised a hand and stopped everyone's movement.

"I know what I am doing."

I saw the young man exhale and slowly walked to Sackel, who was holding his head shaking and still muttering to himself, and knelt down.

"You know what, knight," Thales gave a friendly and sad smile:

"In my journey, there was the most desperate darkness."

Sackel's shaking stopped.

He lowered his arm and looked at the boy blankly and confusedly.

"At that time, there was a lonely and selfless behind-the-scenes hero who gave me the most generous and sincere blessings."

The next moment, Thales made a move that shocked everyone.

He stretched out his hand and gently embraced Thaker's head.

"And now, in the name of Thales Bright Star," Thales used his most peaceful and soft voice to express the most sincere words:

"I will convey his blessing to you."

Blessings.

Sackel seemed to be stunned. He stared at Thales, motionless.

I saw Thales leaning forward, leaning against the knight's forehead.

"May the darkness purify your soul, and may the torch guide you," Thales' voice was hoarse, but with a sense of emptiness inexplicably, so that those watching by unknowingly dispelled the anxiety:

"The lonely watchman, Thaker."

Tyles closes his eyes and uses his forehead to lean against the ugly mark of the other party:

"May you... never get lost."

The moment he touched, Thaker shook slightly.

Thyls was extremely calm.

After all this, he felt like he had become different.

But...

"Ah!"

He heard it suddenly, and the people behind him exclaimed in unison.

But Thales ignored it. He knew they were worried, but he also knew that he was safe now.

"This is..."

However, at an angle that Thales can't see, the fast rope opened his mouth wide.

He looked at the faint silver light emanating from Thales, and he took a step backwards in surprise and ran into Tardin!

Little Barney looked at this extraordinary light in shock, and exchanged glances with Belletti, shocked and speechless.

Until several seconds later, Thales opened his eyes in doubt and stood up.

He realized that at some point, the guards behind him stared at him in a daze.

It's strange.

Thyls was puzzled for a while.

The boy cast a questioning look at the petrified person: "What's the matter?"

"Well, you just..."

I saw the fast rope covering his mouth exaggeratedly, speaking incoherently, and pointing at Thales' arm shaking endlessly: "Oh my God, Haoyue, Harvest, Muhai, Moshen..."

"Is this... the legend, the imperial room, that, gold, shining, shining, shining--"

The next second, he was covered by Tardin behind him.

"It's nothing, my lord."

Taldin respectfully and authentically:

"He was just a little excited."

Under Tardin's merciless hand strength, the fast rope that was about to cry immediately nodded kindly.

Thyls shook his head inexplicably.

But he knew it was not the time to pursue it.

He turned his head tiredly with all the pain all over his body, and saw Sackel sitting with his wounds in a daze. He looked at himself in disbelief and was silent.

But at least...

Thyls thought silently:

The crisis is resolved.

Tyles stared at him for a while, finally sighed.

The prince took a step forward and walked towards the others. Barney Jr. and Belletti gave way tacitly, and then Semuel, Tardin, Cannon and Brie.

The fast rope stood silly on the spot and was torn apart by Taldin.

Step by step, Thales staggered through the passage they had given up respectfully, and suddenly had the illusion of walking in the Fuxing Palace.

He laughed at himself and smiled.

Don't know why, he feels that these people's attitudes are different.

It was more respectful than when we first met, but less kind than after forgiving and comforting them.

Thyls didn't think too much, he walked through the passage that people gave up, and walked to the remains of Naki and Nye.

"What are you going to do with their remains?"

Little Barney paused, his face sad.

"One day," he whispered carefully:

"We will come back and retrieve everyone's remains."

Thyls nodded.

The **** years of these people.

That's it.

The young man sighed, leaned over, enduring the backache, and picked up the green spar "key" on the ground.

The key to the prison of bones.

"So," Thales grinned and rubbed his waist, which was probably a muscle strain, and looked at everyone in front of him:

"Are you ready to get out of prison?"

Everyone looked at Barney.

Little Barney was silent for a short while, then took his gaze away from the body on the ground.

He picked up the sword in silence and walked to Belletti, letting the latter hold his body.

Cannon sorted out the remains of Nakey and Nye for the last time, sobbing and gritting his teeth and nodding.

Brie kissed the deceased's forehead and stood up.

Taldin loosened the fast rope and arranged his sword.

Quick Rope showed his white teeth, holding the time crossbow, exaggeratedly compared to Thales with a "you are awesome" gesture.

Semuel silently drew the silver-edged sword Thales left behind from the ground, and walked behind everyone.

This group of scarred soldiers assembled silently.

Little Barney looked around, then hummed softly, and nodded to Thales:

"At any time."

Thyls raised the corner of his mouth, his eyes condensed suddenly.

"Oh, one last thing."

"While you are all still..."

The prince turned around, rubbed the key in his hand, looked at every member of the guard who was described as sloppy and scarred, thoughtfully:

"Serajylana."

"Do you have any impression of this name?"

Everyone was stunned.

Thyls scanned everyone's expressions.

He found no abnormalities.

The young man frowned and asked:

"I mean, eighteen years ago, especially before the Scarlet Year?"

The others looked at each other, but they all looked stunned.

Finally, Belletti asked in a puzzled manner: "Sera...Na?"

"Who is that?"

Tyles looked at their expressions and could only sigh slightly in disappointment.

"My mother," he shook his head, and finally gave up his intention of looking for witnesses years ago:

"It is said to be."

Everyone looked at each other in amazement.

"It's okay, I just tried to ask."

"But since you don't know..."

Without any delay, Thales walked straight to Semuel, raised the key in his hand, with the most complicated and strange mood, for the last time looking at this ancient but lonely dark dungeon: "Come on, find you Secret exit."

"We have stayed in this broken dungeon... enough."

Semir stretched out his hand, but did not immediately take the key.

"Are you sure you want to go out?"

Thyls was slightly startled:

"What do you mean?"

Semir shook his head:

"I don't know your ability, but if the disaster is outside, it will be leaked through us..."

Semir's eyes were cold:

"Whether you are a prince or not, many people want you to die."

"Semir!"

Beletti glanced at Sacuel, who was sitting in the shadow corner on the other side, and said sternly: "Don't forget, Your Royal Highness saved your life...all of us."

Semuel snorted softly.

Thyls looked at him, then at the people around him.

From their eyes, he saw not only the respect for the prince, but also the fear and awe of the unknown.

Of course, except for a heartless person.

Thyls smiled.

"Yes, if my identity is revealed, more people want my life."

The prince said calmly: "But you don't want it."

"That's enough."

At that moment, Semir was stunned.

His gaze stayed on Thales for a long time.

Several pairs of eyes moved slightly.

Thyls snorted and shook the key in his hand.

"And we should really go."

Semuel looked at the key in Thales's hand, then looked at him, a little lost.

"Yes."

"It's time to go."

Semir nodded coldly, but withdrew his hand, ignoring the key.

Under Thales’s puzzled eyes, Semuel took ten steps and walked to an inconspicuous corner. He used a long sword to pry open a floor tile, then leaned down and reached out to pull something inside. thing.

"Semil? The key?"

Just when everyone was puzzled, the change happened.

Boom...

The slight vibration from the ground and the dust and ash scattered on the top of the head caused Thales and others to change their colors!

"What is this—"

Before Barney finished speaking, Thales, who stretched out his hand to cover his nose and mouth, found the key.

In the constant falling dust, there was a dim hole unexpectedly in the place where the ceiling and the wall were connected in front of them!

Boom...

Amidst everyone's surprise, the shaking continued, and the area of ​​the hole above the head was still expanding.

It looks like the bricks on the wall connected to the ceiling are receding one by one, slowly revealing the spacious rectangular opening.

What’s even more amazing is that the wall tiles seem to have been agreed. They exit different distances from the top to the bottom. When they retreat to the bottom, they just form an upward stone ladder. From the ground to the ceiling, there is enough Eight or nine people wide, leading to the dark unknown cave.

The cold wind continued to pour in from the opening of the expanding hole, causing Thales to shiver.

Ten seconds have passed.

When the vibration completely dissipated and the hole above the head was completely revealed, everyone was stunned.

This is...

Thyls stared blankly at the stone ladder that seemed to retreat automatically, stepping up.

"I know, it's shocking, isn't it," Semir stood on the edge of the newborn stone ladder and sighed: "The miracles of the mages."

"When I saw it for the first time, I was just like you."

Tyles took a deep breath and recovered, trying to convince himself not to be so shocked.

Young people take a step forward:

"Well, then we will..."

Tyles clenched his hands.

Wait.

For an instant, he suddenly realized what was wrong.

"Semir."

Tyles stared blankly at Semir standing on the edge of the stone ladder.

"You opened the exit without looking for it? Do you know its location?"

The prince's question attracted most people's attention.

Semuel hummed softly:

"I always knew."

Thyls was stunned.

He tried his best to adjust his breathing, shaking up the crystal green key in his hand:

"Then why... don't you need a key?"

Thyls' question made everyone feel that something was wrong, and Barney suddenly changed his color.

Semir snorted and turned to them, with his back to the cave entrance and the stone ladder.

"Because this exit was opened as early as an hour ago," Semir was expressionless:

"Before the key falls into your hand."

Tyles' brain was dizzy, and he tried to figure out the strange logic here.

The door as an exit has been opened long ago?

Before it fell into my hands?

Wait, where did I get this key that claims to open the prison of bones?

That is...

Thinking of this, Thales couldn't help but pale.

Semuel frowned slightly looking at the darkness in the hole:

"They seem to be late and need some reminder..."

Semir grabbed the silver-bladed long sword in his hand and tapped it on the stone brick a few times. The blade clinked sharply, spreading through the open darkness behind the entrance of the cave.

Ding...ding...ding...

At that moment, Barney and Belletti changed colors together!

"Semir?"

Semir turned his head and hummed, saying nothing.

But soon, there were unusual changes in the field.

Step on.

The sound of footsteps.

In the darkness at the entrance of the cave, mysterious footsteps came.

Into Thales' ears.

Just behind Semir.

Little Barney took a step subconsciously, and formed the truth formation with Belletti, guarding the suspicious Thales behind him, facing the not quite right Semir.

Step, step, step...

Plurality of footsteps.

More and more footsteps, from weak to strong, from small to loud, from far to near.

From faintly audible to clearly distinguishable.

Everyone is nervous!

"Semil, what did you do?" Barney Jr. looked at his old colleague in disbelief.

But Semir just looked at him coldly.

Step, step, step...

Finally, a pair of sand boots appeared at the top of the stone ladder, walking out of the darkness with a leisurely rhythm, stepping down.

"Good job, Samuel," a voice that was strange to Thales almost forgotten, but immediately remembered when he heard it, from the top of his boots:

"After waiting so long, I almost thought you were dead."

The voice was calm and unhurried, but cold and indifferent.

Semuel gave a cold snort and didn't answer.

Barney and the others looked at each other questioningly, without getting an answer.

But they noticed that Prince Thales suddenly looked ugly and shocked.

Not possible.

"So, all our troubles..."

The sand boots slowly walked down the stone ladder, gradually revealing the figure of their owner.

The calm voice continued:

"The Shield of Deception, the Northerners, the Secret Section, your prisoner friend, including that **** mask..."

"Everyone can kill each other, right?"

Semir nodded, ignoring the doubts and disappointments of other people's eyes.

"Of course, everyone here is basically injured and no longer a threat," Semir swept around his guards and said coldly:

"But Sonny did not survive."

The owner of the sand boots has a slight meal:

"Oh, what a pity."

"But we will remember him."

Barney Jr. held a sword in one arm and raised the vigilance to the highest level. Belletti firmly protected Thales' flank, while the others re-formed their formation seriously.

But Thales has completely frozen in place.

Not possible.

The owner of the sand boots finally stepped down the stone ladder, revealing the whole picture in the firelight.

"No, no."

Thyls stared at the visitor blankly:

"I saw it with my own eyes, you are clearly nailed through..."

The visitor wearing sand boots slowly sighed, and it seemed that he didn't like it:

"Yeah, yeah, I know."

He is like a librarian who has explained library rules countless times, but still encounters irregularities every day, and the lines are full of laziness and impatience:

"You saw with your own eyes: I'm dead."

Amidst the suspicion of the members of the guard, Thales stared at the man who shouldn't be here.

Not possible.

"So guess what, Prince Thales."

The visitor calmly opened his arms and, with a polite smile as before, showed Thales his undamaged neck and chin:

"What kind of existence is in the world..."

The visitor paused and seemed to enjoy Thales’ reaction:

"You can't die..."

He continued with a chuckle:

"Every time you are born again?"

The laughter of the incoming people seemed to be magical, drawing out the deepest fear in Thales' heart.

You can't kill.

Rebirth every time.

Tyles looked stiffly at the opponent on the stone ladder, only feeling that his thinking would stop.

In this world, there is an unkillable existence...

That is...

That is...

"By the way, thank you for helping me keep the "Eternal Truth"."

In Thales’ almost frozen astonished eyes~IndoMTL.com~ the visitor calmly and politely took over the silver-edged sword that Semir handed him.

"But I remember, you didn't understand the inscription above."

It's Ricky.

Thyls said to himself blankly.

It's him.

The man who should have died for a long time under the sword of Yordel, the mercenary leader with blood and the whistle, Krasu of the Sword of Disaster, the unhurried Ricky, stood on the stone ladder, gently showing the streamline The two lines on the blade are inscribed.

"The truth is eternal."

Looking at Thales who was stunned, it was like a cold light flashing in the eyes of Ricky who was reborn after death, and said in the most soothing tone:

"My generation, struggling endlessly."

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