Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 205: I want to eat and drink

Quickly.

Thyles was once again heartbroken.

Under almost everyone's unsightly face, Ricky coughed.

"Can I treat this as a deal done?"

"Since we have helped you so much--"Busy"?"

This sentence pulled Roman, who had just completed his "art creation", back to reality.

Legend Wings slowly turned around and walked towards Ricky.

His steps are slow, but he doesn't have a shocking rhythm.

Kray and Josh stared at the baron who made them tremble. They wanted to step forward, but Ricky stopped them.

The mercenary leader greeted him without fear.

"Sir?"

Roman and Ricky looked at each other, one indifferent and the other calm.

The people around became nervous. Many mercenaries and cavalry tightened their weapons.

The royal guards stood together subconsciously and moved closer to Thales.

But Thales lowered his eyes and pondered for a long time.

Finally, after a few suffocating seconds, the Legend Wings sneered from his nose:

"The person with you, as far as you can roll, Sabertooth Dune will no longer welcome you."

As soon as the words were spoken, many people were relieved.

"And if you dare to come back..."

Roman did not go on.

Ricky smiled, he nodded:

"Very good and fair."

"Good luck, then? And... happy cooperation?"

Ricky stretched out his palm.

However, the indifferent Wings of Legend didn't even look at it, and went past him and walked towards his subordinates.

Ricky raised his eyebrows, reluctantly put his palms away.

The cavalry in the first few rows put away their weapons at the sign of Frank and others.

"That's great," Fast Rope whispered gratefully behind Thales:

"No more fighting."

On the other side, Roman took his white horse back and ordered the surroundings loudly:

"Felicia!"

At this moment, Roman has faded the previous blood and abnormalities, becoming neat and crisp, with its own majesty:

"Dispatch the Wing Rider, first occupy the surrounding observation points, detect the enemy, and do not rush to fight. If the wild and **** really come, then I need to know the location of each of them!"

The female knight shouted and responded to the baron's order. Under her leadership, hundreds of cavalry on the sand dunes turned neatly and disappeared in the rolling sand.

Legend Wings turned around:

"Frank! Poe!" [~! Aiqi Literature~*Free reading]

"Equipped with the breaker, feed the last ration, including the rotation of the troops who have only been here for a month-especially Po, your newcomers from the inland-I will come later, remember, We are all four legs, try our best to fight outside and on the ground."

Poe—the other knight beside Frank seems a little confused:

"Should we not...light a beacon for help first?"

Romain answered without hesitation:

"Who can I show it to? The ruins or the Castle of Valor?"

"Instructions, the great masters of the Western Wilderness are shivering in the camp, waiting for our help!"

Frank and Po nodded in response, leading their subordinates to ride away.

Thyls watched Roman's deployment quietly, frowning deeper and deeper.

Half of the cavalry left in such a mighty atmosphere, and the momentum of the scene was no less than when they arrived.

"Snake Hand!"

The new Captain Freak who was named was stunned for a few seconds before he hurriedly responded:

"Big...sir?"

Roman glanced at him.

"The people who are ready for the guard, especially the freaks, when we solve the outside, there will only be thugs and rebels in the camp. It will not be very hard, but it will be very troublesome."

The snake hand responded hurriedly, unskilledly leading the novices away.

Only two or three hundred cavalry were left on the dunes on all sides, and they seemed to be Roman's most trusted guard.

In front of Thales, the mercenaries began to count their outfits and numbers under the orders of Clay and others.

"Carl," Roman finally turned his head and ordered the remaining cavalry:

"You and my guards, take the prince to the first supply post on the east side."

Thyls raised his head subconsciously.

Legendary Wings looked down at Thacker sitting on the ground.

"By the way, take care of the prisoners in Bone Prison."

"Send it back after the war."

Roman said coldly:

"They are not part of the sun."

The expressions of the members of the royal guard were all gloomy.

Roman walked towards his white horse, and the cavalry rushed forward, looking at the prisoners with hostile eyes.

Tyles took a deep breath and refused a cavalry officer's move to support him on his horse.

"They helped me a lot in the prison of bones, and even saved my life," the prince stepped forward and attracted the attention of many people:

"Can you... let them go?"

Barney and Belletti moved their eyes.

But Wings of Legend just shook his head coldly.

"They are prisoners," Roman didn't even look at Thales, but just sorted out his luggage:

"And I am a jailer."

"Hurry up, we still have a mess to clean up."

Thyls clenched his fists.

On the other side, the three cavalry rudely pressed Brie, who seemed to be the largest, to the ground, who was struggling constantly.

"Hey!" Little Barney protested, but he was immediately pushed down and **** by countless cavalry.

Thyls took a deep breath.

"It's nothing, don't resist," Saker waited calmly for the cavalry to pull himself from the ground, tie his hands, and persuade others:

"Just go back to...where we belong."

His tone is very ordinary, it seems that this is a walk.

Soon, Tardin, Cannon, and Belletti were all escorted.

Little Barney gave him a sarcasm and helpless smile.

Sacuel left him with the most profound expression.

Thyls stood still, watching all this silently.

"Be happy, guys, at least...at least we saw the real sunlight...not the **** firelight..." Taldin was walking with his neck held up, still looking in the direction of the sunrise. Smile with tears.

Seems reluctant to bear this last sunshine.

Thyls stared blankly at the cavalry guarding the prisoners one by one, tying the ropes in their hands to the mounts.

Finally, Belletti, who was escorted past him, sighed to Thales:

"Take care, Your Highness."

"We can only send you here."

"At least, you are safe."

Thyls nodded bitterly, but he didn't say a word, worried.

"Eh, I am not—"

"I am not committing silver!"

The prince turned his head and found that the fast rope had also been escorted up. The poor latter struggled and was so excited that he shouted out both Kang Mas and Beidi’s accent:

"Wyay! Thales!"

"That, I don't even..."

"I am the prince's favorite attendant, and my father is Nu—what is that, what kind of catso!"

But the cavalry ignored his protest and escorted him to the prisoners.

In the fierce struggle and shouting, Thales closed his eyes tightly, and then suddenly opened!

"Baron Williams!"

For the third time, the prince refused a cavalry invite him to mount, and decisively walked towards the Wings of Legend, saying loudly:

"Let them go!"

Under Roman's surprised eyes, Thales gritted his teeth:

"Anyway, the prison of bones has been broken."

"If you are worried about your responsibility as a'jailer' guarding the prison of bones, then..."

He raised his head:

"I will bear the responsibility."

"In the name of the heir to the kingdom, Thales Canxing."

His voice has attracted the attention of many people.

Romain glanced around, and the cavalry, who were somewhat curious about the prince, bowed their heads and did their own work.

Legendary Wings turned his head, and he strode forward until he stood a few inches in front of Thales, looking down at him.

"Before you tell me what to do--tell me, Prince."

Roman said in a cold voice, and Junxiu's face should not be sharp at this moment:

"Do I look like your father?"

Tyles pursed his mouth and gritted his teeth secretly.

Roman didn't plan to wait for him to answer, coldly hummed:

"Then don't cry to me."

Legend Wings lowered his body, pressed against Thales’ ears, and whispered softly:

"Because I don't care at all, whose **** son you are, which **** kingdom you want to inherit."

Talston's face was pale!

"But you are the baron of the kingdom, stationed in the territories of stars, holding the standing army directly under the royal family." The prince forced the anger in his chest, his face flushed.

The baron sneered lightly:

"Very well, then I guess, what you are thinking about now is'Wait for me to become a king, I want you to look good'? Right?"

Tyles' fists were clenched and tightened.

"Don't be surprised how I know what you think."

Roman sneered and whispered quietly:

"Because...waste people think so."

After saying this, Roman straightened up and walked away in front of Thales, who looked ugly.

Leave the prince alone, trembling with anger in the wind.

Ricky walked from the side, looked at Roman's back, and looked at Thales, who was sullen, and understood something.

But he just shook his head.

"I guess, this is the difference, Your Highness."

Thyls resisted his temper and turned to him.

Ricky smiled slightly:

"Don't leave your sins in the river of prison, we can look forward to your future."

Thyls clenched his fist:

"Semir—his face is also branded. If I remind Williams, Semir was also robbed from the prison of bones..."

"Guess, will he be locked back together by Williams?"

Ricky was slightly taken aback by this thoughtless sentence, but he reacted quickly.

"Yes, maybe," Ricky shrugged and smiled:

"But do you really bear it? After Semir suffered so many years of crime for your royal family, did you end up like this?"

Tyles took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

That's it.

Ricky gave him a suspicious look, and finally raised his eyebrows and stepped towards his mercenaries.

Listening to the sound of prisoners in the distance being imprisoned one by one, Thales clenched his fists for the last time and then released them.

"Yordel," Thales closed his eyes and whispered into the air:

"I need you to do me a favor."

A few seconds later, a weak and hesitant voice came from the void:

"I can't beat Williams."

Thyls opened his eyes suddenly!

"No."

"I want you not to show up."

There was a questioning guttural sound in the air.

But Thales just watched closely at the backs of the guards who were bound one by one, and said softly:

"No matter what happens."

The voice fell, Thales did not wait for Yordel's response, and strode forward to catch up with Roman and Ricky:

"Hey, little white face!"

Williams's back froze.

"And you, little dumb dumb!"

Ricky's footsteps stalled.

Under the strange gaze of many people around, the two turned around almost at the same time, frowning at Thales.

This time, Roman frowned slightly: He felt that the prince seemed a little different.

"We have to talk, the three of us, privately," Thales strode over and waved to the others for what they should do:

"It just so happens, I'm very hungry, I better eat and drink a little bit."

The young man's steps are exaggerated, his tone is casual, and he breathes and drinks, as if this is his home.

Roman and Ricky looked at each other, and both seemed to be unable to react.

And Thales stepped in and looked at them, arrogantly.

A few seconds later, Legend Wings exhaled, and the look in Thales's eyes was similar to that of a lunatic.

"It is now in a wartime state, there is no time to satisfy your royal pomp," Roman shook his head contemptuously, and shouted the title stiffly:

"Your Highness."

Thyls grinned and laughed.

The young man stuck his waist in his waist and pointed at Roman with an air:

"No, you are not in a hurry to rescue, because everything is under control."

He turned aside and pointed to Ricky:

"And you are not in a hurry to leave, because you are not worried."

There was another silence.

The scene was a little awkward, and it seemed to be overwhelmed by the prince’s bad sense of humor.

A few seconds later, Wings of Legend didn't want to pay attention to Thales anymore, he snorted, and then left.

Ricky shrugged, turned around and left after showing an ironic smile:

"By the way, a good attempt, kid."

Looking at their back and forth, Thales sighed.

"Do I have to be so blunt?"

However, after Thales’ next sentence, the scene changed:

"Or I need to tell everyone after the war-you two are actually in the same group?"

At that moment, the backs of Roman and Ricky trembled at the same time, and they stopped immediately!

The cavalry closer together seemed to hear something, and they looked suspiciously here.

Thyls smiled.

He stepped forward, slowly approaching the two of them, and lowered the volume:

"...Wings of Legend, it was the culprit of the disaster at the Blade Ya camp from last night to today, with the master behind the scene?"

One second.

Two seconds.

Finally, in the third second, Roman and Ricky, who were frozen in place, turned their heads at the same time.

Look at Thales who was smiling.

At that moment, there was almost no sentence to describe their expressions.

The teenager walked to the distance facing them and stopped.

The wind and sand are blowing, and the sunrise is in the east.

Roman, Ricky, and Thales, the three pairs of eyes met in this atmosphere:

You look at me, I look at you, and then stare at him together.

"My Lord Baron, we need to start--" A cavalry officer in the distance approached and reminded Romain.

But Wings of Legend turned his head back uncharacteristically, and said angrily in his unusual harsh tone:

"Do your thing!"

The officer was so scared that he backed away and quickly walked away.

Many cavalry and mercenaries staring here also lower their heads subconsciously.

Roman took a deep breath, turned his head and stared at Ricky, his tone was impatient and dissatisfied:

"What did you tell him?"

Ricky’s face was blushing, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Nothing said."

But at the same time, Thales blurted out very quickly:

"I said everything."

Ricky turned his head, staring at Thales in disbelief and resentment.

What?

Thyls still smiled, showing a thumb to the mercenary leader:

"By the way, a good attempt, Ricky."

Roman's expression is ugly~IndoMTL.com~ He looked at Ricky, and at Thales.

Legendary Wings took a deep breath, feeling that the power in his arm had nowhere to vent.

Immediately afterwards, in front of the two almost petrified adults, the dirty teenager sat down cross-legged on his own.

"Now, can we talk about it?"

Tyles straightened his chest, against his bruised face, and said to the two humans with weird expressions before him:

"Then I want to eat and drink."

What?

At that moment, Roman's handsome face was full of anger, with an expression of "how dare you?"

And Ricky's eyes just stared out.

"Oh," Thales suddenly remembered something. He patted his thigh with an air, turned his head and pointed at the guard prisoner who had been escorted, adding:

"They are the same."