Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 233: Don’t mess with him
The air is burning.
Scorching his heart and lungs.
[Xiao Li...you...you are...alive...]
Senior sister's dying voice was like a stream of clear water, calling Li back from the hellish nightmare in the boundless heat.
He still remembers that in that real nightmare, he walked at the end of the team, following his master and ancestor, brothers and sisters, and many other master craftsmen of all shapes and sizes, seemingly without hesitation, In fact, he walked into the terrifying and magnificent giant anti-magic forge with trepidation.
【King Xuan of the morning dynasty surrendered to Wang Calamity, he betrayed the "Legendary Project"...】
【The monsters will find us sooner or later...】
[Sword Lake City failed...the fryer...Holy Day, my daughter and son-in-law are all inside...]
[Sighing that the camp at the foot of the mountain has lost contact, the hundreds of thousands of troops have no news, and the No. 6 furnace in Xiongjun City probably disappeared...]
Along with him are the dwarf prince and casting master from the city of chains, the ancient elf artisan and curse master from the ancient holy tree, the old master and senior scholar from the three towers, and countless well-known craftsmen. Some people are silent, There were also whispers.
【Apart from us, how many furnaces are left? 】
[Should not be much...]
[If the Legendary Project fails...]
He remembered the dense incantations and formations in the anti-magic forge, hypnotic and weird.
He remembers the formations, positions and rotations being arranged, orderly and sad.
He watched in horror as the mages who tried their best to maintain the magic circle sweated, suffered from heatstroke, passed out, fell to the ground, burned, and turned into mummies one by one in the bright red vision.
He remembered that the ancestor of the master was burning with fire all over his body, but he still swung the forging hammer unwaveringly. Iron bones turn into charcoal, flesh and blood turn into ashes...
He remembered that opposite the master, the unknown elf craftsman continued to smash the hammer without realizing it, until the flames engulfed him too.
He remembered that the master stepped forward to take over in mourning, and resolutely swung the hammer in the raging furnace flames that could not be resisted by even the advanced temperature-regulating magic and fire-avoiding charms, insulation materials, and fire-resistant armor stomachs.
Forge soldiers with life.
Of course, what he can't forget the most is that in the increasingly unbearable high temperature, he, the youngest disciple in the Mingyang Sword House, was completely terrified after seeing his master wiped out in ashes.
[No, it's too hot, let me take a breath and cool off, brother, cool off...]
He lost his mind, forgot the oath of resoluteness before he left, and fled in the suffocating heat.
He.
He!
[Sorry, I'll be back in a while, I swear, just take a breath...]
The burning pain of his skin made him rush to the locked door, beating wildly, begging all the adults and gods he could.
【Let me out! I beg you! Let me go out... go out...]
Countless eyes from the anti-magic furnace cast him, some of them were disappointed, some could not bear it, some were angry, and some were numb. Wind, or feeding, or swinging a hammer...
Leaving him powerless flapping and hoarse wailing alone.
Until someone tapped him on the shoulder.
【Xiao Li...】
Wearing forged armor, the fourth senior sister, whose skin was also scorched red and her hair curled up, stood dying behind him, trying her best to smile.
Facing his desperate and pleading eyes, she moved quickly, twisting the complicated three-layer mechanism lock continuously, and opened the door a gap.
He, who was stunned in despair and astonishment, would be pushed out of the door.
[Who opened the door! 】
【Oops, the body has cooled down! It is taking shape! 】
【No, it will only be an ordinary anti-magic weapon if it goes on like this! 】
[Close the door! 】
[Quick heat up! 】
The cool air hits his face, he stumbles
Falled outside the door, turning around in a daze.
In the room full of red light, she, the senior sister who took care of him the most, glanced at him through the crack of the door.
Leave one last touch of a smile.
It was different from what he expected, the smile was both gratifying and tolerant.
No reproach intended.
The door slammed shut.
【Macintosh doesn't have enough tinder! 】
【Activate backup tinder! 】
【No, the temperature controllable by magic has reached its limit, adding more will cause mutual exclusion of the source! 】
【We can delay mutual exclusion, such as additional anti-regression means, we have to use light and shadow spells, let the nerds of the Red Horn Tower come...】
【Or, like the different descending spell, briefly let the law go out of order, first let the heat stop flowing to the low temperature... Hey, from the War Tower! Try Elber's Formation Disruption! 】
[No, not enough! Bloodthorn has said that what the new anti-magic armed forces want to do is neither to delay the return of balance nor to lose the law, but to go deep into the source! Otherwise, it would be impossible to withstand and deconstruct Macintosh's magical energy...]
[I don't understand! You **** mages, speak human words! 】
Under the astonished eyes of the guard outside the door, he finally came to his senses and threw himself on the door again, tears streaming down his face.
Not so.
No.
He didn't want to run away, but he was too hot and wanted to take a breath...
Just dizzy for a while...
Not...
【Master Ruiya is dead, the next one will make up! 】
[Not enough manpower! 】
[Let me come, enough dwarves have died today...]
He cried hoarsely outside the door, and soon he couldn't see everything in front of him clearly.
But he could still hear the sound of the forging hammer in the anti-magic furnace behind the gate, over and over again, solid and powerful.
【We shouldn't use the tinder left by the Macintosh monster, but listen to the obelisk, use dragon flames! 】
【Where can I tie a dragon for you at this time? 】
【No time to regret it! top! 】
【I... can't feel... my hand... hurry up, take over from me...】
【This forging hammer is no longer good, change it! 】
【Backup fire is in effect! 】
[The temperature rises much faster than expected, and the spells and spells are updated! We can't be burned so quickly! 】
The quarrels between masters and craftsmen kept coming and going, just like his cries, harsh and ugly.
Until the final hammer falls.
Clang!
The anti-magic forge exploded.
Thousands of flames are poured into the air.
Wrap him up.
On the streets of Emerald City, Li broke free from the entanglement of "Evil Whispers", and suddenly opened his eyes!
He was bathed in raging fire, and he walked towards the trembling Lausanne II step by step.
"The blood race reborn from the ashes..."
The little girl of the Houllier family murmured his poor hearsay:
"...the only one."
Li clenched his fists.
But none of them know.
Don't know.
The flames were extinguished on his body, revealing the red-roasted skin and muscles, and the blood race's self-healing mechanism immediately began to operate, growing muscles, forming scars, and expelling dead skin...
They didn't know that what he broke free was only the ability.
It's a nightmare.
[Xiao Li...you...you are...still alive...that's great...]
In the nightmare, he woke up with severe burns, struggled to climb out of the ruins, opened up the inhuman corpses, and finally touched the fourth senior sister's hand by the still hot stove.
She was already completely dark, inhuman, incoherent, and dying.
But senior sister's hands, they are still firm and powerful.
[Send the body, send, send, send to Feng Shuai's tent...]
Those pairs are rough, but they have been sharpened, and they once held him in the sword
The big hands running up and down in Luli.
[It's still not enough, the last step is missing... Destiny Gemini... know how to do it...]
As well as that shining gold, cold as ice, it should be a sword, but it looks more like a saber because of the crooked edge...
Knife blank.
Hundreds of years later in the Emerald City, Li was walking on the streets. He shook his head slightly, and the horrible burns on his head and face gradually peeled off, revealing the newborn skin.
After a while, Li's skin became smooth again, and his facial features were regular.
Only the armor on his body, even if it was made of special heat-resistant materials, was burnt to black and scorched.
"Executioner... Red Wing..."
"Not an ordinary blacksmith..."
"The caster..."
Li looked at Lausanne II and Yannick in front of him coldly, watching them express their fear of him.
But no one knew better than him that it wasn't rebirth from the ashes at all.
And he... isn't even a caster at all.
He is never immune to fire, and is equally vulnerable to heat.
Every time he awakened his ability, the burns and pain he endured in the center of the fire could be described as heartbreaking, and he never stopped for a moment.
What he is good at is patience.
Endure the high temperature, endure the flame, endure the burning, endure every minute and every second of them raging on your body.
And most importantly - endure nightmares.
In the nightmare of that year, he escaped from the anti-magic furnace and was saved from being tortured to death by the raging furnace.
So, as a price...
In reality, in a life with no end in sight, he will endure the eternal fire over and over again.
That's all.
"At the Hill of Pain...you didn't show it when you executed me..."
Lausanne II, who was seriously injured, spoke weakly.
"Because it's not necessary," Yannick stared at Li cautiously, "he wished that you would resist more fiercely when you were "executed" and kill the political enemies of the other six families a little less, so as to stabilize the Blood Sea Throne. Rule, by the way, return to the Kingdom of the Stars to play with the remaining heat - such as now. "
How can I be willing to kill you?
Li did not speak.
"So," Lausanne II looked ashen, "I'm the fool who was played?"
Just like before.
Nothing has changed.
Yannick shrugged:
"Don't be discouraged, Li Ben is the sword used by King Nightwing to eliminate dissidents. He is well versed in infighting tactics, intimidation and use, and playing hard to catch. He has used it for hundreds of years-"
Li suddenly turned his head and looked at Yannick.
"Oh, Earl Li," Yannick immediately stopped talking, he glanced at the scorched black marks on the ground, and took a step back naturally, "He is yours, I am convinced, there is no other word."
But he narrowed his eyes.
"Congratulations, the key to the dispute in the Emerald City is now in your hands," he resumed his handsome demeanor, "I think you can fight for more benefits for the kingdom of the night and your queen..."
Yannik's words changed:
"Not just running errands in the infighting of the Star Kingdom?"
Li frowned first, then his expression changed, and he hummed softly.
"Stop your disgusting tricks, junior."
"I didn't use my powers," Yannick said, holding up his hands with an innocent look on his face, "just telling the truth."
Speaking of which, Yannick smiled slightly:
"But you hesitated just now, didn't you?"
Li did not answer.
"Winter!"
The sound of deliberately emphatic footsteps interrupted Yannick.
Li and Yannick were stunned, and both turned their heads.
Heavy footsteps approached slowly—it was a swordsman in armor.
"So, this is the vampire killer who makes the whole city panic?"
Lei and Yannick look at each other
eye.
"It doesn't seem as scary as they said?"
The knight walked towards Lausanne II step by step, ignoring the scorched Li and the two blood-stained blood.
Li didn't respond, but Yannick was beaming with surprise:
"Ah, it turned out to be the Seychelles captain of the Emerald Legion!"
Seychelle hummed softly in response, then focused on the killer on the ground.
For such a thing, it is actually necessary to work hard and mobilize many people. From top to bottom, they are urged to be careful about their abilities. Prince Thales is too cautious.
"I thought you were guarding the nobles in Kongmei Palace," Yannick rolled his eyes, "I just don't know whose order you are..."
"You're under arrest, vampire."
Yannik choked.
Seychelles deliberately glanced at the two, then snorted softly, and looked at Lausanne II who was dying on the ground: "Of course, I'm talking about him—the killer, in the name of His Royal Highness Thales.
Listening to the other party's malicious pun, Yannick frowned slightly, Li Wen remained motionless.
Listening to their conversation, Lausanne II was expressionless and sad.
Even with such sword skills and an immortal body...
After all, he still failed to kill the high sentry tower.
And the people on the tower, whether it was the prince or everyone else, just moved their fingers as always, and they easily drowned him with the pools of blood and lives of countless people.
And his sword.
Lausanne II closed his eyes and slightly raised the corners of his mouth.
"Then, I'm going to take the prisoner away now, two guests who like to walk around at night, you can do what you want." Seychelles said softly.
Yannik raised his eyebrows lightly, and took a leisurely glance at Li who was expressionless.
Li Wen didn't move at all, only his eyes flickered slightly.
Seychelles was not in a hurry, just quietly waiting for the reaction of the two blood races, his right hand brushed the hilt of the sword intentionally or unintentionally.
Around the felon lying on the ground, the atmosphere among the three became tense.
At this moment, the three people present all shuddered, and turned their heads to look to the other side.
Another figure with a negative sword appeared at the other end of the street, slowly walking towards them.
"That's..." Yannick wondered.
"Cassien?"
Seychelles saw the person clearly, and frowned:
"You're here too? Then who will guard the...two people in Kongming Palace?"
Cassien smiled.
"Don't forget, Seychelles, Prince Thales asked us to stay in the palace and "take care" of the two young masters Kevin Dill," Knight Cassian looked at the blood killer who had lost his right arm and was covered in scorched black. With complicated eyes, "Isn't it just to guard against this one in front of you?"
Several people in the field were startled.
A few seconds later.
"So that's how it turned out, the presence of the two extreme knights here is because His Highness planned a strategy and laid a net ahead of time!"
Yannik suddenly became upright and looked at Li Leng:
"In case some people fish in troubled waters and make trouble!"
Li was speechless.
Seychelles snorted softly.
Cassien ignored the subtle confrontation between them, but walked slowly towards Lausanne II on the ground.
"You sure don't know me, knight," he sighed, "but I remember you."
The two blood guests were aroused by these words, and they all looked at each other.
Seychelles has always acted decisively, and wanted to stop work as soon as possible, but for some reason, at this moment, he was uncharacteristically curious:
"You? Do you know this **** killer?"
Cassien smiled slightly and remained silent.
The wounded Lausanne II struggled to open his eyes.
Who is this?
"At the general election that year, a certain mysterious knight with a hidden face passed the test under the exclamation of the crowd, won all the way to the final, and lost in front of His Royal Highness Horace." Cassian said softly
Open your mouth.
The two blood races looked at each other.
No.
Lausanne II trembled slightly, his eyes flickered:
That's not close defeat.
It's not a trick.
"At that time, I was a dandy boy, and I was among the bustling crowd, and I saw the style of a knight's contest for the first time," Cassian said, looking down at his palm, "so after that, I became a knight."
A knight?
Lausanne II smiled ironically when he heard the words:
"Bad decision."
"Yeah, so he finally came back to inherit the family business." Seychelles snorted.
Cassien shook his head, ignoring his old friend's sarcasm.
"So, when many years later, another mysterious knight appeared in the election, I remembered: it's you, knight."
"I'm not a knight."
Lausanne II sneered and denied it.
It did kill a lot of knights.
Yannik suddenly said: "According to what you said, he won the final in the general election. He should have both fame and fortune and a bright future? But why did he end up like this..."
"Enough," Seychelles interrupted impatiently, "enough nonsense."
"Oh, sorry, old friend," Cassian came back to his senses and smiled apologetically, "I don't know why, I'm a little emotional today."
He looked at Lausanne II with a gray face, feeling filled with emotion in his heart:
Perhaps it was because of witnessing the collapse of a childhood idol, or witnessing the final fall of an honorary knight?
Only Li suddenly turned his head, intentionally or unintentionally, glanced at Yannick who was standing beside him with an innocent face, stretching his neck to watch the excitement.
Seychelles snorted disdainfully, he drew out his long sword, and pointed the tip of the sword at Lausanne II who had lost the ability to resist:
"Very well, let me chop off the monster's limbs first - oh, only three limbs - for safety..."
"I'm sorry," Cassian sighed.
"...Then according to what the prince said, we will take him back to the Kongming Palace one after another. There is a specially prepared cage there to guard against his abilities..."
"You can't take him."
"Also in case other people make trouble in the middle—" Seychelles reacted, immediately stopped talking, and looked at his old friend suspiciously: "What?"
With full of apologies, Cassian smiled gently and naturally stopped in front of Lausanne II:
"I'm sorry, Seychelles, but he can't go back to Kongming Palace with you."
It took Seychelles a few seconds to understand this sentence, and the color changed slightly after the reaction:
"Are you... serious?"
Li, who was watching from the sidelines, looked at Yannick again, who shrugged innocently.
Shua.
In response, Cassian also drew his long sword with a haggard smile.
Seychelles' expression turned completely cold.
"Listen, Prince Thales said," he looked at his old friend in front of him, and gently turned his wrist, "take this Federico's dog lock back to the Kongming Palace, and Lord Jann will be innocent." The crisis in Emerald City will resolve itself, and everything will return to normal.”
Normal?
Losang II on the ground sneered coldly.
Look around you, look at the North Gate Bridge, you call this normal?
"And you believed what he said?" Cassian responded.
"Of course I don't believe it," Seychelles' eyes changed, and the sword edge in his hand shook slightly, "that's why I'm here, in case someone—whether it's that prince, or Master Federico, or Other careerists who want to see the Emerald City suffer - what kind of tricks are used when arresting criminals, so as to prevent the Emerald City from returning to order."
"I see." Cassian murmured and nodded.
How about you know how to be an official better than me?
"But I didn't expect it to be you," Seychelles said coldly, "because you watched this vampire contest many years ago, thinking about old love? Or, after the prince and I left, you went to Meet Feder
Master Rico, was he persuaded? "
"Neither, I just have to..."
Before the words fell, Seychelles' long sword shot out like a spirit snake!
At the critical moment, Cassian turned around to avoid it, and at the same time, the blade in his hand rotated to meet the opponent.
Clang!
The two of them broke up instantly.
"The "Rose" lineage of the Tower of Termination, the way to face the "Snake Sect" mercenaries in the upper east land grassland," Lausanne II, who was watching, spat out a mouthful of blood, and sneered, "There is a more boring style in the world than this Showdown?"
However, Cassian sighed, remained silent, and still stopped in front of Lausanne II.
On the contrary, Seychelles lowered his head and frowned at his long sword.
He was wrong.
In the past, this blow should at least push the opponent away from the target.
"Wow, you two, you have something to say," Yannick said with a worried look on his face, "Why do you have to fight in the same room?"
I don't know how many times, Li looked at Yannick thoughtfully.
"Enough, stop!"
Everyone turns back at the same time:
Prince Thales appeared on the street and came here surrounded by everyone.
All present frowned.
"Very good," Lausanne II smiled weakly, "the great man has finally stepped down from the tower."
What greeted him was Cassian's merciless sword hilt.
The nobleman arrived, and the two blood clans (perhaps out of the habit of avoiding the world) avoided the two sides. Seychelles turned around and saluted hesitantly, and even Cassian, who was standing in front of Lausanne II, nodded in greeting.
"This is the result of a group of you meticulously rounding up?"
Thales couldn't understand the situation in front of him, so he suppressed his anger and asked:
"Captain Seychelles, what's going on?"
Seychelles paused and turned around.
"I'm also puzzled," he asked in a deep voice, "Why, Cassian?"
Cassien smiled, but didn't have time to speak, because another voice responded before him:
"Because of me."
Everyone changed color again.
Because following the female voice, another figure stepped out from the darkness behind Cassian and came in front of everyone.
At that moment, Thales widened his eyes and exclaimed:
"Here?"
I saw Miss Xilai Cavendir, wearing a capable travel outfit, set foot on the land of the new suburb, watching everyone coldly.
Mallos, Wyah, Kongmuto... The guards behind Thales were in a commotion.
Seychelles can't help but make a sound:
"Miss Xilai?"
Li is silent, but Yannick is very interested:
"Ah, I didn't think of that."
Facing everyone's eyes, Xilai sneered and stared straight at Thales:
"Do you really think that if I set up a trap here to hunt down the killer, I won't get any news, Thales?"
Thales looked at Xilai, then at Cassian beside her, his expression changed several times after he understood.
"Very good," Thales took a deep breath and smiled a little forcedly, "Then let's catch him together, Xilai."
Xilai narrowed her eyes and raised her voice:
"Oh, us?"
Thales sighed.
"Listen, this killer has a hunting list... In short, he is Federico's **** to influence the Emerald City, and it is also the fuse for Zhan En to fall into prison. As long as he is caught, the situation will be clear , we can solve the deadlock between Jann and Federico who threatened and confronted each other..."
He took a step forward and tried his best to say sincerely:
"Believe me, this is also helping Zhan En get out of trouble as soon as possible..."
"Or help you." Xilai said coldly.
Thales was taken aback when he heard that: "What?"
Xi Lai turned his head and glanced at the dying killer, and when he turned his head again, his eyes became lifeless
Being sharper:
"Since no one can interfere from the sidelines anymore, whether it is to judge Fei De for treason or Zhan En for illegal usurping the throne, it will be up to you to decide with one word, right?"
Thals was taken aback by this remark, and it also made Seychelles and the others think deeply.
"Hee Lai, what I did..." Thales couldn't believe it.
"I see it through. You think you are considering everyone, but in the end," Xilai sneered, "the only person you want to help is yourself, or your so-called ideal."
Thales only felt a shock in his heart.
He wanted to refute, but was speechless.
"No, none of us want to see the Emerald City bloodied," he struggled to collect his words in shock, "we should be allies in this matter."
"Then in the meeting hall, why don't you let me be the lord of the city?"
Thales was at a loss for words.
"We have not been allies for a long time," Xilai rebuffed him unceremoniously, "from the day you rejected my cooperation proposal - you can't talk to someone who is full of lies, deceitful, and intends to manipulate you , Misled you, and will sooner or later betray you cooperating, let alone allied, remember?"
Thales felt empty.
Wyah sighed behind him.
If I had known that day, I should have persisted until the end, and forced His Highness to apologize to her!
Yannik shook his head beside him: Boy!
"I know, Xilai, I know that after so many things, I can't trust you, but at least," Thales tried to calm down, regained his sanity, and followed the other party's thoughts, "At least we can't let This guy continues to kill."
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"Thales," she said softly, but the words became more serious later on, "I heard that you are known as the North Star, whether in Dragon Clouds City or Eternal Star City, you are very majestic and powerful, even His Majesty will be afraid of you Three points?"
These words were yin and yang, Thales' eyelids twitched, and he couldn't help but clenched his fists.
"I admire you so much," Xilai continued to smile, and clapped sheep pretendingly, "so I decided to learn a lot from you."
When Xilai finished speaking, everyone was puzzled.
But they will soon have no doubts,
The next second, under the surprised eyes of everyone, she smiled, but naturally drew out a dagger and pressed it to her throat.
Thales' eye sockets suddenly widened!
What?
"In the name of the female heir to the Emerald City, Cecilia Kevin Dill," Xi Lai smiled like a flower, but the words he said made people shudder, "Whoever stops me tonight will bear the blood debt of the family, forever The deadly enemy of the iris."
Seeing this scene, there was a commotion among those present, and the insiders of the Star Lake Guard were even more complicated.
Thales felt dizzy and had to take a deep breath.
"Cassien!"
Seeing that things are out of control, Seychelles couldn't help saying angrily:
"It's about the master's life, so why don't you do nothing as a subordinate?"
Looking at the mistress's appearance, Cassian wanted to say something, but finally sighed.
It was Xilai who urged me coldly:
"Cassien."
Knight Cassian hesitated for a moment, then turned around and buttoned Lausanne II's collar, and dragged away.
The killer, who was already powerless, didn't resist. He just stared at Xilai in a daze, with a face full of disbelief.
The Star Lake guards subconsciously wanted to step forward to stop them, but...
"Who dares to move!"
Xilai stopped drinking sharply, still with the dagger pressed to his neck, stopped in front of Cassian, and stared at everyone opposite him.
Thales gritted his teeth and said:
"Here!"
Xilai turned to him, and smiled maliciously, showing contempt.
This scene made Thales stare angrily, clenched his fist tightly.
He turned slightly sideways and lowered his voice:
"Earl Li, Yang, your family is famous for your agility and quick movements, I don't know..."
Li's face was expressionless and he did not respond.
"You might as well give it a try," Yannick promised very carefreely, but he looked at Xilai with a determined face, and changed the topic, "But, in case of an accident, who is responsible? Who is Iris The enemy? Do it? Or instigate? Or everyone present?"
The others frowned.
Thales clenched his fist even tighter.
Not long after, Cassian and Lausanne II disappeared into the mist.
Wait, fog?
Many people came to their senses, looked around, and were all surprised: When did so much fog rise from the fierce battle at Beimen Bridge overnight?
Obscures vision and hampers tracking.
It's weird.
In the thin mist, Xilai's smile became brighter and brighter.
"Very good, very obedient," she said softly, "It's best not to be followed by anyone, I have a way to know."
Thales took a deep breath and swallowed all the irrational emotions back into his stomach.
"Okay, Xilai," said the prince in a deep voice, "what do you want?"
Hearing this, Xilai held the dagger in his hand, and took a deep look at him.
"You know what I want, Thales, you've always known," Ms. Kevin Dill said with complicated eyes, "So, now it's your turn to choose."
Her expression turned serious, and her voice changed:
"Bad, or worse?"
When Thales got angry:
"You—"
"No hurry," Xilai interrupted him confidently, with a strange smile, "I have plenty of time."
She turned around and scanned everyone around.
"Just remember: now, you own the dying Emerald City..."
Xilai said coldly:
"And I have the elixir to save the Emerald City."
Thales' expression changed.
After saying that, Xilai didn't let go, just turned around and set foot on the streets of the new suburb.
"Cecilia!"
Thales couldn't help but speak out.
But Xilai acted resolutely, neither turning back nor responding.
She just walked towards the distant fog step by step.
Looking at Miss Kevin Dill's back, the nervous Huai Ya swallowed her throat and walked behind Thales:
"Your Highness, should we..."
Mallos next to him slapped hard, choking Wyah's words to death.
Everyone looked at Thales.
But the prince's expression was tangled and his mood was messy. He just stared blankly at Xilai's back and didn't respond.
Seeing this situation, everyone reacted differently.
But without the order of the prince, no one dared to act rashly.
Until Xilai completely disappeared in the early morning mist ~IndoMTL.com~ leaving only the surprised eyes of everyone.
And the slightly trembling fist of Duke Xinghu.
There was an unnerving dead silence, Thales exhaled slowly, and turned around.
"Clean up the mess, go back to the palace, and report," he gritted his teeth, his voice trembling, "t everyone."
Everyone followed the order as if they had just woken up from a dream.
Many people walked by the Duke of Xinghu who suppressed his anger and bowed his head in silence, trembling and not daring to speak.
Even Huai Ya didn't dare to ask the prince again, "Then what about the extra meal that we agreed to have?"
"I give you a piece of advice, Earl Li."
Yannik cautiously floated past Li, and spoke softly, as faintly as a mosquito: "If you lose this one, you will definitely find your place elsewhere..."
"These days, don't mess with him."