Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 206: Prohibition
The fire in Camp Bladeya has been reduced, but the black smoke continues.
The subordinates of Wings of Legend stood in battle, watching the group of gobbled prisoners around them in doubt, while the mercenaries stood cautiously further away.
"What happened?"
Taldin desperately stuffed a piece of dry food in his mouth, and he couldn't even drink water anymore:
"Is this... a farewell meal?"
He ate and glanced under the sand dunes in the distance:
There are three figures, two big and one small.
The first two stood stiff, while the small figure sat cross-legged on the ground, also gobbled up.
Taldin next to him shook his head and continued to work hard.
"Does it matter?"
Barney grabbed a piece of hard bread, his eyes thoughtful:
"I can't think of anything worse than today."
Sacuel sat a little farther away from them. He chewed the dried meat in his mouth and stared at the three people in the distance.
"If I want to... enter... the prison of bones..."
The fast rope on the side burst into tears while feasting:
"At least don’t leave it, oooo... can I take a bite of your jerky, thank you... ooh, I mean don’t leave...grass, it’s not delicious...no regrets, oooo... …"
His sincere cry made everyone frown.
At this moment, Barney put down the bread in his hand and spoke quietly.
"Why are you back?"
Everyone in the royal guard froze, leaving only the fast rope to eat Hesai.
Little Barney raised his head to look at the penalty knight.
"You don't think that after a few people, we can go back to the past?"
The pioneer officer's eyes are burning:
"Do you think everything can be the same as before? Brotherhood? Tongpao righteousness?"
Belleti patted Barney on the shoulder embarrassedly.
The latter gave a cold snort.
Sackel didn't speak, he just stared at the distance motionless, the wounds on his face and shoulders were clearly identifiable.
"So what are you," Barney sarcastically:
"Want to kill the prince?"
The penalty knight trembled slightly.
"And you are still not going to tell us anything, even if we already know his secret?"
Beletti sighed and persuaded:
"Barney."
Sackel was silent, and everyone in the guard was silent.
Only the fast rope swallowed his own food carelessly. When he secretly reached for the food of the people around him, he was beaten back by Tardin.
"Barney," finally, the penalty knight raised his head, his eyes in a trance:
"Stop asking."
Barney was startled, then gritted his teeth:
"You bastard..."
But he was interrupted.
"Did you know that there was a disaster in this world, it is invisible and bodyless, but infinite-because it lives in everyone's mind."
At that moment, everyone including the fast rope was stunned.
"Wise as Prince Tormund, brave as the hero Nicaru, they are helpless with it."
The penalty knight looked towards the void, with an indisputable deep chill in his tone:
"Some things...the less people know."
"The Star Kingdom, the safer it is."
His voice fell.
Leave a long silence.
With endless wind and sand.
However, in the distance, the three people under the sand dunes have no such atmosphere.
When Thales worked so hard to tore the fifth piece of jerky, he could even feel that the two pairs of eyes above his head exuded a sharp chill.
Forcing him to swallow it under water.
The prince dries his mouth with his sleeves utterly. On the way, he hit the swollen part by the fast rope, and he couldn't help but slam his teeth.
Legendary Wings and the mercenary leader stood before him watching him eat, one with his hands on his back, the other with arms folded.
The two looked at each other, their eyes getting more impatient.
Thyls hiccuped, before being torn to pieces by the two eyes, somehow he opened his mouth:
"Key."
The word stunned both Roman and Ricky.
"What?" Ricky wondered.
Thyls's next words changed Ricky's face:
"The key to open the black jail and even the exit."
"If I remember correctly, you told Yanzi before that you just found another key outside the camp?"
The prince noticed the gradual changes of the two faces:
"But when you tell me that destiny is a bigger prison, and you have to open the prison, maybe it is the only key..."
Tyles squinted his eyes and pointed to Legend Wings whose expression was getting ugly:
"I can't help thinking: What if there is really only one ‘key’?"
At that moment, it was as if someone knocked a heavy hammer into the air.
Ricky frowned fiercely.
Legend Wings stood still, motionless.
Thyls hiccup again:
"Oh, I ate too much, sorry—then I followed this clue and pushed back, recalling what happened."
The boy's fingers moved slowly, pointing to the exit of the closed bone prison.
Thyls' eyes lit up;
"Guess what? All the strange things are connected one by one."
The prince was smiling, and his tone was relaxed and dramatic, but apparently the other two had no sense of humor.
They just stared at Thales coldly.
It can be seen that the mood is quite bad.
Tyles glanced left and right, awkwardly withdrew his smile from no one's support, and chuckled dryly.
"Ricky, after you got out of the prison, did you not rush to escape, and waited for the so-called ‘opportunity’ leisurely?"
The mercenary leader's face is getting worse and worse.
"Williams, who should have searched for me in the desert with the hussars, appeared right here?"
The Wings of Legend in front of him grew somber.
But Thales continued his efforts, hitting the two of them sentence after sentence:
"After Williams appeared, he didn't even care about my existence, but vaguely but eagerly grabbed you and asked what happened to the'task'? What is the'accident'?"
The young man looked at Ricky again, with a look on his face:
"In front of the overwhelming cavalry army, you unconsciously use me as a'hostage' bargaining chip, which is not in your hand, arrogantly threatening the famous Wings of Legend-perhaps because you are not threatening him, Is it handing over tasks to the employer?"
Tyles took a deep breath and narrowed his eyes:
"And just now, I specifically mentioned the prison of bones to both of you."
Roman and Ricky were stunned again, recalling what happened just now.
Thyls sighed:
"Williams, you are indifferent to the strange fact that he appeared here with prisoners in the black jail, and ignore why the black jail was breached."
"Ricky, you don't worry about the same branded Semir-as if you are confident that even if Semir's identity is exposed, there is a way to get out."
"And you seem to have forgotten at the same time that we just walked out, the **** bone prison exit?"
"Look?"
Tyls raised the jerky on his hands and bit into his mouth:
"Too many suspicious points, too many strange things, so that things become very clear."
At first, Roman and Ricky would exchange glances, exchange dissatisfaction and anger, and even open their mouths.
But as Thales said more and more, and the reasoning became more substantial, they no longer looked at each other, just staring at the ground blankly.
Tyles pointed to Ricky with the tip of the bitten dried meat, then pointed to Roman:
"The two of you have worked in collusion from beginning to end-from the time you get the key to the black jail without any obstacles, until he stands here watching the burning of the Yaga camp."
Tyles said a long list, looked at the almost petrified expressions of the two opposite, finally nodded contentedly, grabbed the water bag and took a sip.
The two were silent.
Time seems to have passed centuries.
Finally, Wings of Legend closed his eyes and sighed.
He reached out to Ricky and flattened his palm.
On the other side, the leader of the Sword of Disaster looked at the young man unwillingly, with an expression of eating stool, and took out the crystal green rectangular strip that Thales was so familiar with.
Key.
Thyls smiled.
"You are worthy of coming out of the Fuxing Palace," Roman coldly took the key to the black prison from Ricky:
"Naturally cunning."
Thyls raised his eyebrows and bit the last bite of dried meat into his mouth.
"No, this is just simple observation and reasoning," he said vaguely:
"I think, as long as you are a normal person, you can see it."
These words made Roman's expression even more ugly.
Ricky sighed long on the side.
"Key?"
He laughed helplessly, humming and shaking his head:
"Hahahaha..."
"Just because of a **** key?"
Ricky’s laughter stopped, he gritted his teeth and exhaled, looking at Roman unsatisfiedly:
"So I told you, you can't ignore this because there are few people who know the truth about the dark prison, at least play a stolen scene, but your **** self-esteem..."
Roman hummed in return:
"And you brought a large group of'tourists' to visit for free, and show off in front of everyone for five minutes with the key?"
Thyls looked sideways at the quarrel between the two.
They...
I am more familiar with each other than I thought.
Wings of Legend turned to look at Thales as his thoughts diverged.
"So you know, "Prince"."
Baron Williams said coldly:
"We destroyed the Bladeya camp."
At that moment, being stared at by his sharp and deep eyes, Thales only felt a chill in his back.
I saw Wings of Legend looked up at the surroundings, and gestured to the subordinates who were waiting for him for a while.
"Then how dare you, unscrupulously expose our conspiracy?"
Roman lowered his head, paying attention to the threats surrounding simultaneous speech:
"Do you really think that the unknown can protect you?"
Ricky stood beside him and gave the boy an equally malicious smile.
Thyls's heart shuddered.
He swallowed:
"No, but I thought that what you want can help me."
Legend Wings gave a cold snort:
"Then what do I want?"
Tyles held his gaze and raised his finger with difficulty.
Roman and Ricky both turned their heads, followed Thales's direction, and then frowned.
I saw the prince pointing at the smoking fortress community in the distance, whispering:
"Yanya Camp."
Roman and Ricky fell silent again.
Thyls took a deep breath.
"My past experience tells me that if a series of things happen one after another, they must be related, and there must be an invisible clue that runs through it, connecting everything."
"At first, I thought that I was the clue, because Secret Science wanted my return, the Shield of Shadow wanted my secret, and the Northlanders wanted my identity value..."
Tyles raised his head and looked straight at Ricky:
"Gradually, you have appeared, and your inexplicable entry has mixed everything together and is unclear. I think it is a coincidence that connects us together."
The leader of the Sword of Disaster was thoughtful.
"But what if... is not a coincidence?"
Thyls turned around, and his eyes became vigilant:
"If you show up, is it still because of me?"
Roman and Ricky looked at each other.
The young man raised his mouth:
"Then I thought, your sword of disaster, no, the blood whistle is first a mercenary, and second is a loser mutual aid association."
Ricky was taken aback.
He immediately protested with dissatisfaction:
"Hey!"
But Thales paid no attention to him, so he was honest:
"Yes, you are'sword dealers'."
He has a serious expression and punches his fist in his palm:
"What if your goal tonight is the employer's wishes first?"
"Secondly is the crime of Hell River, the Black Sword, the secret in the prison of bones, is Thacker?"
Thyls raised his head and became extremely serious:
"So who is the most likely to be hired by the Hundred Man Group, which is as strong as you, can support a series of battles, and can even disrupt the Bladeya camp?"
Ricky has pursed his mouth.
The boy was a little thirsty.
He picked up the water bag, only to find it was empty, so he frowned slightly.
Unexpectedly, the next second, a heavy water bag was thrown into his arms.
Thyls raised his head and found that Legendary Wings retracted his arm:
"Continue."
The boy raised his eyebrows, took a sip of water and couldn’t wait to say:
"Ricky, you told Thacker that more than a hundred years ago, your leader made a deal with the red king of the stars, and the Sword of Disaster was able to act as a mercenary in the Western Wilderness."
"You also told the tavern owner Campa that you know the details of the "My House" tavern. You know that it was Queen Elika and the remnant party of the "North Conqueror" who were ousted by the Red King over a hundred years ago. The place of exile-it sounds like you have seen it with your own eyes."
Ricky's expression moved slightly.
Thyls sighed:
"I guess they are not coincidences, are they?"
Ricky's expression on Thales has become more and more serious.
Tyles took a deep breath, felt the senses and balance recovered a little, and stood up from the ground again.
He looked at Ricky seriously:
"So I guess, more than a hundred years ago, the Sword of Disaster came to the Western Wilderness for nothing else, but accepted the Red King's employment to break up the remaining party of the conquerors in the North for him?"
No one speaks.
The wind and sand were blowing slightly, and the horses in the distance crowed restlessly.
Ricky said suddenly:
"Easier."
Thyls wondered:
"What?"
Ricky raised his head, looked at the first sun over the desert, felt the washing by the wind and sand, and said with emotion:
"The Red King is a person who doesn't like complicated. He asked Qiu Crasu to go to the Western Wilderness, just to bring back his own sister, Queen Elika..."
The mercenary gave a sharp look:
"The head of the item."
Tails suddenly felt awe-inspiring.
Bring back my sister's... the head of Xiang Shang.
The old sword beside King Chaman appeared in front of him again.
Thyls couldn't help thinking about the origin of the title of "Red King", and remembered what Gilbert said to him when he was young:
[The history of stars has never lacked blood. 】
Roman's eyes were cold and silent.
Thyls resisted looking at the skeleton on his shoulder, and tentatively asked:
"Nakrasu...has he succeeded?"
Ricky just gave him a mysterious smile.
This made Thales feel uncomfortable.
Tyles coughed, tried to eliminate other thoughts, and returned to the topic:
"In short, the blood whistle has been closely related to the stars-or to be precise, the interests of the Kingdom Central in the western famine from the day it was established."
In the two more solemn eyes, the boy turned to Roman:
"And another'sword dealer' veteran told me that since the Desert War and even Scarlet Years, the Yaga camp has been directly owned by the Baron Yaga under the royal family."
Thyls stared scorchingly at Wings of Legend:
"For more than ten years, with the help of border threats and the support of the royal family, your royal standing army has really turned this place into your private land."
"Legend Wings alone... Bladefang Dune Camp."
Thyls looked at Roman who was calm:
"It is the central part of the Kingdom that is inserted in the critical part of the Western Famine, and is a sharp knife for remote control of the princes in the west-whether it is military, political or commercial."
Legendary Wings remained silent, but looked at Thales with piercing energy, the almost sharp facial features seemed to be the most perfect sculpture of nature.
Tyles took a breath, then whirled out again:
"But in the past month, I saw many interesting details on the journey from the desert to the Yaga camp."
Thyls looked at Roman’s swirling amber eyes:
"For example, the prince rescue team where the stars go deep into the desert is actually formed by the non-chalking royal standing army and the lord of the Western Wilderness conscripts."
"For example, the guards on duty at the gate of the Bladeya camp and collecting tolls are actually soldiers of the Falkenhauser family. They have been in service for a long time."
"For example, the supplies delivered by the troops from all parts of the Western Famine are exaggerated, and even so large that some black-hearted businessmen can smuggle out of the camp to make a difference."
"For example, those who started patrols in the camp and took charge of people in the White Prison are the conscripts who have not been in the sand dunes for many years. They do not even know the standard of law enforcement."
Every word of the prince made Ricky and Roman's expressions deeper.
Roman took a deep breath:
"You observe a lot, but also very detailed."
"So?"
Thyls smiled.
He lowered his head and remembered the bad old man smoking a pipe:
"When I was in the city of Longxiao, a subordinate once told me: In order for me to return safely from Exeter through the desert, my father has been with the lord of the Western Desolation headed by three major families. We have negotiated, and they are absolutely credible."
Roman frowned fiercely.
Ricky breathed lightly, seeming slightly surprised.
Thyls exhaled:
"He said: The Fuxing Palace paid a great price to allow the nobles of the Western Wild to stand on our side and welcome my return."
Thyls turned his head, his eyes released a sharp edge:
"Yaya camp, right."
At that moment, Roman did not speak.
But in the eyes of Wings of Legend, an unprecedented complex light broke out!
This makes Thales more certain.
He observed the other person’s expression and slowly said:
"King Kessel, he completely or partially surrendered the royal family's control of the Bladeya camp and gave up the initiative on the western front line in exchange for the support of the princes of the Western Wilderness."
Thyls was thinking about everything he had experienced since Longxiao City's political day:
"He exchanged the major families of the Western Wilderness for the largest military recruitment and logistical mobilization after the war;"
"In exchange for the Western Wilderness and the royal family to join forces, go deep into the desert, push the Freedom Alliance, and deter Exter;"
"In exchange for the chaotic desert east, for two or three months, there was no one inhabited and no grass grew."
Tyles' heart sank.
In exchange for... my way home.
The teenager no longer thinks about extra things~IndoMTL.com~ He raised his head.
"But you," Thales' gaze directed towards Wings of Legend:
"Roman Williams."
"You are not happy."
"Especially when the behind-the-scenes transaction has been reached, and the princes of the Western Wilderness are mighty and drunk to enter the main blade camp."
His tone is extremely positive.
Romain looked back at him slowly, his eyes cold.
"Because you have long regarded Sabertooth Dune as your forbidding."
Tyles moved his gaze to the orc skull on Roman’s left shoulder, repeating what the latter had said to Yaozi:
"And anyone who wants to move it out of your hands."
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