Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 21: Prince’s question

In the quiet cell, both Cohen and Miranda looked at the newcomer with complex expressions. =乐=文=novel wwWW.lwXＭ

"You, Kingdom Secret Division?"

The prince was surprised. He first thought of the Black Prophet and then of Kessel.

Thyls breathed in horror and looked at the new Raphael carefully.

The strange red eyes made him quite uneasy.

Little Slick leaned tightly against his back, only daring to show half of his face.

And Raphael is also watching Thales carefully.

Compared with the last time I was in the Hall of Stars-Raphael smiled slightly: It seems that he has grown a lot.

The next second, Raphael stood up suddenly, frightening Thales.

"Come in," Raphael said lightly: "It's safe, my people will keep the wind."

Thyls was taken aback.

But then, the thick door separating the inside and outside of the cell was opened again.

A man in patrol costume walked into the cell with his head down.

The legs and feet seem a little awkward, and one of the arms is also very stiff.

The visitor raised his head and tore off the disguise, revealing the lower half of his face—that's half a silver mask.

Tyles opened his eyes suddenly!

"Rolf!" The second prince blurted out.

The ghost of the wind raised his head and nodded silently to Thales. He walked to Thales' cell, turned the key left by the guards before, and opened the door.

Wiya breathed out a long breath, and collapsed as if suddenly relaxed: "My God...I knew it would be useful to leave you there on purpose..."

Thyls also breathed a sigh of relief, and sighed inwardly at this time: I'm saved.

He walked out of the cell with Xiao Qiantou and saw Rolf and Raphael continuing to open the door, and his eyes lit up.

"The sudden wind that just came," Thales rolled his eyes and suddenly said: "Rolf, is it you?"

Rolf opened the door of Wiyaa's prison, blinked slightly, and made an affirmative gesture to the prince.

"Hope the wind can help us cover up the sound of fighting and fighting," Raphael walked to the poor guard leader, searching the deceased's pocket as usual: "Keep quiet, there are still hundreds of people guarding outside. , Can’t be careless."

Thyls' heart is tight: hundreds of people?

Raphael took out a bunch of keys, stood up, and walked to Cohen's cell.

"Raphael," Cohen sighed, and said in a bad mood: "You actually let those guys execute us, can't you change the reason..."

Raphael gave a chuckle.

Rolf on the side looked at the police officer with unswerving expression, his eyes still full of disgust.

Cohen looked at the ghost of the wind and shrugged helplessly.

"You know?" Thales frowned as he watched the unusual interaction between Cohen, Raphael and Rolf.

"Recognize?" Cohen snorted softly: "More than that."

Raphael ignored his tone and said lightly: "They have six people."

"I can't solve it all silently, so I need to wait for the best time, such as when they all turned their backs to unlock the lock," Raphael walked up to Cohen blankly, taking Holding the leader's key, he crouched and unlocked the chain lock on his body: "By the way, let them help me unlock the door."

Cohen, who got rid of the restraints, shook off the chains on his body and sat up.

But then his face twisted, his left hand clasped his right shoulder, hissing in the sharp pain in his right arm.

Raphael moved his eyes, pressed the police officer's right shoulder, and then grabbed his injured and dislocated right arm. Cohen released his hand tacitly and let him handle it.

"The person who took your arm should suspect that you have the ability to break the chain, so deliberately leave a little tail-bear with it, I will pull the switch and reconnect it." Raphael said flatly.

He grabbed Cohen's hand suddenly, pulling and pushing.

Cohen bit his lower lip and snorted, his body trembling violently with the "cracking" of his joints.

A few seconds later, the sweaty police officer let go, panting like a torture, and patted Raphael on the shoulder.

The latter grabbed him from the ground.

"Speaking of this, Raphael," Cohen panted, staring at the new Raphael in a daze:

"How did your swordsmanship become... so strong?"

"Simple," Raphael glanced at him nonchalantly, then turned to Miranda's cell: "Practice a lot."

Cohen frowned.

How come...

Cohen's gaze flicked over the six dead, and he recalled the ghostly actions of Raphael over and over again in his mind.

Recalling that moment, the guard's face was full of surprise.

In the past three years, Cohen has considered himself reborn in the experience of life and death in the Western Wilderness battlefield. His swordsmanship, which is characterized by wild offensives, has grown rapidly under tremendous pressure; Miranda is also in a dangerous confrontation on the northern border. Qiang, her fighting rhythm under the horse movement that day became more and more distinct.

However, the action and timing of Raphael’s killing six people in a row—Cohen frowned: It has surpassed the characteristics of the power of the end, and it is no longer a special style of swordsmanship or warfare. , It is no longer a fixed-style fighting technique or a pure use of strength.

It's the instinct to integrate combat into the action, which is a more essential understanding of combat...

Cohen gritted his teeth lightly, remembering what his teacher, Jeddy Taffner said: "The breakthrough from the mortal to the super-order is easy to identify-simply put, a normal person suddenly becomes abnormal. , It’s a simple fight, it must be colorful and messy, with muddy nose flying all over the place..."

The teacher's cynical words rang in my ears.

"But it is a sign of upgrading from super-level to extreme..." The teacher's eyelids moved slightly, and the corner of one side of his mouth was raised.

"It’s hard to say—from the scary swordsman for the rest of his life on the battlefield to the theoretician who has never touched a weapon, the rational, unreasonable, well-founded, and nonsense. Everyone has quarreled for thousands of years. , Opinions vary."

"What kind of literary'power control', "micro-manipulation", mysterious and mysterious'essential realization', and what the brain-dead-bricks say is'being out of the bastard's aura', or even shit' The realm suppresses the "natural vision"..." At that time, Jedi let out a long cry, turned his back to Cohen, and said silently:

"In my opinion, there is one of the simplest and most effective criteria for defining."

Ms. Jedi turned around and looked directly at the fashionable and young Cohen, her eyes full of spirit:

"When one day, you find that the enemy you are facing, whether it is a weak rookie or an invincible enemy, whether it is a deadly siege or an evenly matched opponent, can be solved in a very short time. Fight, regardless of victory or defeat..."

The teacher nodded slowly, folded his arms, his eyes deep.

"You are probably close to the extreme."

Unspeakable emotions flooded Cohen's heart. The loss of his peers who had the same starting point far exceeded his own loss, and the feeling that his friends became stronger.

But it's impossible.

Raphael.

How can you... Miranda and I are both...

Thinking of this, Cohen quickly turned his head and looked across.

Look at Miranda.

I saw Miss Arund staring at the ground blankly, the expression in her eyes was subtle and complicated.

Raphael opened the chain on Miranda with a flat expression.

Miranda grabbed the fence and got up, her expression unchanged.

The two did not speak, as if deliberately avoiding the other's sight, they didn't even exchange their eyes.

It seems very deliberate.

Raphael turned around, and at this moment, the voice of the female swordsman came.

"Your hand." Miranda kicked off the chains under her feet and said softly.

Rafael paused slightly.

"It's okay." He said flatly, then stepped out of the room without hesitation and walked towards Huaia.

Cohen, who kept everything under his eyes, couldn't help but slander:

Dog men and women.

On the other side, Rolf squatted down beside Thales and cut the ropes behind Thales and Xiao Slick with a Hidden Blade.

"Secret Branch...how did you find him?" Thales shook his sore arm and turned his mouth at Rafael.

Rolf twitched at him, took out the JC dagger that Thales had been found from his waist, and handed it to the prince.

The ghost of the wind raised his hand and made several gestures: [He, find, me. 】

Tyles sighed and looked at the occult visitor with complicated eyes.

There are some things that he must ask clearly.

Rolfe turned around, took a bag of things from his back, opened the wrapper, and revealed the two long swords inside.

The ghost of the wind walked up to Cohen, frowned, and threw Karabyan's sword to him with a look of disgust.

Cohen raised his eyebrows and tried the hilt.

"Okay," the police officer exhaled and snorted: "I hurt you, and you saved my life."

"I think, are we even?"

Rolf was taken aback.

"You hurt him, and then you were saved by him," Wiya widened his eyes, stood up with Raphael's help, and couldn't help saying: "You owe him... …How can it be even?"

Rolfe gave Cohn a deep look, his fists tight.

Cohen smiled.

The ghost of the wind turned his head and stopped looking at him.

Raphael untied Wiya's chains, and was about to go back to get his saber inserted on a corpse. When he looked up, he found that the hilt of the saber had arrived in front of him.

Raphael raised his eyes and looked at Miranda with subtle eyes.

The two looked at each other and looked different.

A few seconds later, Raphael looked away, took the sword from Miranda, and nodded slightly:

"Thank you."

Cohen, who moved his arms nearby, rolled his eyes.

"Check their status," Raphael's voice came coldly as Thales was about to speak: "Then listen."

Everyone turned their heads and looked at Raphael who had just rescued them.

"Our situation is very dangerous." The young man from the secret department solemnly said: "The first priority now is to escape from here."

Thyls frowned slightly and looked around: "Where are we?"

Raphael looked at him.

"The tallest city gate in the entire Longxiao City-between the Axe District and the Palace of Valor," Raphael pointed to the dim cell: "This is the temporary guard house in the city gate."

Thyls was slightly startled.

"The city gate near the Palace of Valor? You mean here..."

"Yes, now this city gate has been taken down by Rumba..." Raphael looked heavy and nodded affirmatively: "The soldiers of the black sand collar rely on the geographical advantage of this city gate to block in the Palace of Valor. And Longxiao City."

"Rumba?" Thales' face moved slightly.

"Rumba." Raphael said surely.

Everyone looked at each other, and the air was filled with speechless solemnity.

"How is it possible?" Cohen, who has experienced warfare, asked puzzledly: "This is the well-known partition gate in Longxiao City! How did they break it down?"

"They did not attack by force, but quietly seized the city with clever tricks." Raphael shook his head: "Now, the Palace of Valor and the rest of the city have been isolated."

Thyls frowned.

He asked with a deep meaning: "Where are the other people in the city? They just look at it?"

"The vassals of Dragon City still know nothing," Raphael replied calmly: "Prime Minister Lisban and the General Order Department are busy searching for King Nunn's whereabouts and calming the chaotic situation. ."

"There are still hundreds of people in the city gate—there are two teams just above us, and they can’t compete." He glanced at the crowd, pointed to the top of his head, and said lightly: "Our only advantage is It has not been discovered yet."

"How did you get in?" Thales' face changed: "How do you escape?"

"We lurked in secretly, we forged a Rumba's warrant," Raphael felt a little strange: "As for escape..."

"It is impossible to pretend," Raphael looked at the two children, his eyes condensed slightly: "I have found a route. I will be the forward. Cohn and Miranda will cooperate. If a sudden attack, it should be able to break through. , After all, most of the manpower was taken by Rumba to the Palace of Valor."

Thyls was shocked.

"Rumba went to the Palace of Valor?" He said in astonishment: "What is he going to do? Capture other princes?"

"I don't know." Raphael shook his head, his face calm: "But it's good for us, the interior is empty, so I can sneak in."

"As long as you break out, you can meet with the secret department."

Miranda frowned slightly.

"Can't we inform the other people in Longxiao City who are loyal to Walton?" she said, "Once they noticed the abnormality of the city gate, Rumba would have nothing to hide."

"First of all, even though the king’s body has not been found, but for the entire Longxiao City where the rumors have been spread, His Royal Highness is now a cusp of suspects," Raphael shook his head: "Even if he is loyal to Wall For those of you, such as Prime Minister Lisbane, once he is discovered, the first choice will be to arrest His Royal Highness first."

Tyles' face darkened.

"Secondly, we don’t know how many eyes and ears Lumba has in Longxiao City, or whether he can perfectly deceive Walton’s vassals. After all, the current rumors..." Rafael Weiwei After a meal, I didn’t say any more: "So I don’t recommend you take risks."

Raphael tried the sword in his hand, Thales noticed that his right hand was still smooth and delicate, without even a trace of dust on it: "Finally, I think Rumba has taken down the city gate. , There will definitely be follow-up methods, even not afraid of being known."

"The situation is out of our control."

"For your safety, and for the future of the stars, you need to leave immediately," Raphael opened a pair of dark red eyes, and whispered: "Leave Longxiao City, leave Exeter."

"Return to the Star Kingdom."

Thyls looked at the young secretive member quietly, without speaking.

His eyes grew deeper and deeper.

As if to see something through Raphael.

The prince's gaze made Raphael a little uncomfortable.

"Okay," Finally, Thales said softly: "The last question."

Raphael nodded lightly and gestured the prince politely to continue.

Looking at the gazes of those around him, Thales sighed slightly.

"I'm a little weird, Raphael," the second prince said softly, with a faint cold voice in his voice: "You stand here, neither asking what happened to King Nunn nor what happened to me."

"I am very chilling."

Raphael was startled slightly.

What?

The people around were also stunned.

Xiao Qiantou blinked, not knowing why.

"Your Royal Highness," Wiya frowned, "Maybe it's not the time..."

Wiya didn't go on, because Thales spoke again.

"The entire Longxiao City was in chaos, even when the vassals of the Waltons were in the dark." Thales paced slowly to the corner and touched the wall.

"Raphael, you know very well that Charman Rumba planned all this behind the scenes," Thales turned his head and looked straight at the young man in the secret department: "You even found this place—the city gate. He easily forged Rumba's warrant and sneaked in to save people."

Tyles squinted his eyes, his pupils shrinking slightly:

"Is Secret Science really that great?"

Raphael did not speak.

Cohen touched his head, he looked at Thales, then at Raphael, and finally turned his questioning eyes on Miranda.

But to his surprise, Miranda was also looking at Raphael with dim eyes.

In a few seconds.

"We have our own channels," Raphael raised the corners of his mouth and spoke gently, with a cautious tone: "Mike has been operating in the dark for more than six hundred years..."

But he couldn't continue, because Thales interrupted him.

"I am also very strange," Thales slowly shook his head, his tone increased, and his speech speed increased: "The Rumba Grand Duke of the black sand collar, leaning on a retired commander, a small gangster, a foreign nobleman With the help of him, I can resolutely go northward, in the capital of the first power in the Westland..."

"Easily killed the co-juking king of the dragon kingdom, the thirty-year-old "Natural King", Nunn Walton VII."

"Is Rumba really that great?"

Raphael's face remained unchanged, his eyes flickered.

"As the representative of the secret sciences'operating in the dark for more than six hundred years'," Thales' eyes sharpened: "Can you answer this question for me, Raphael?"

The atmosphere became a little serious~IndoMTL.com~ Wiya frowned and poked Rolf, but the latter shook his head slightly.

Cohen bit his lip when he heard something wrong, trying to get some hints from Miranda, but the latter also said nothing.

Only a little slick, looking timidly at this, look at that, at a loss among a bunch of stars.

"We will investigate this matter," Raphael sighed: "But now..."

"Now." Thales interrupted him again.

"Now, if you still like to continue acting, Raphael," the second prince took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly, with a firm tone: "Then I might as well ask more clearly."

Thyls turned his back to the wall and looked directly at Raphael's strange red eyes.

"Kingdom's Secret Section," Thales said softly in the silent cell, "When did it begin..."

"Started working with Charman Rumba?"