Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 29: Drag

It's terrible.

Thyls sighed secretly in his heart: even jc can't be pulled out.

Little Slick sat foolishly on the ground, watching Thales being held against his neck by the blade.

Everyone in the field looks ugly:

From the beginning of Tuleha breaking the ceiling and invading, to the continuous defeat of five people to take Thales, it was only a moment of lightning and flint.

Miranda stopped Cohen, who was feverish and wanted to grind his teeth forward.

The guard came back to his senses. He wiped away the blood under his nose, looked at the messy surroundings, and then at the enemy that appeared suddenly, startled to remember the words of teacher Jedi: "When one day, you find yourself ...But can solve the battle in a very short moment...you are probably close to the extreme..."

Damn it.

So this new guy...

Cohen clenched his fists and looked at the prince who was being held captive, only to feel depressed.

Raphael looked at the Red Witch at the door, then looked at the Burning Knight and Thales on the other side, his face uncertain.

"From above..." Wiya looked at the broken ceiling in astonishment, and then at the surrounding gravel.

Cohen clenched his teeth, his eyes were bloodshot: "It's just that bad..."

"What should I do now?" Miranda sighed as he assessed the situation.

There was a round of applause in the direction of Houmen.

"The burning knight, really deserves your reputation," the red witch reappeared in front of the thick door with a lovely smile and kindness: "What a beautiful skill."

Tulhanu nodded, turned his gaze to Thales, and looked at the blade that stopped in front of his throat.

It seems to be very dissatisfied with the current situation.

Thyls smiled at him, desperately thinking about ways to get out-even though the hope now seems very small: Tuleha in the extreme, the mysterious Red Witch, plus the soldiers in this city gate .

"It's nothing...They are not in the best condition," Tuleha shook his head: "There is injury, and under the interference of your words, his mind is shaken, and he can't even make a decent cooperation." /

Raphael and Miranda looked at each other, breathing faster.

"The acrobatics kid who can only use supernatural powers," the Burning Knight glanced at the disgruntled Rolf, then looked at Huaia holding the sword: "There is also a guy who is impulsive and desperate."

Tulha glanced at the other three people again: "These few... are too good."

"You, boy, close to the extreme? Hey," Tuleha said disdainfully to Rafael: "Don't be kidding, just rely on those forces that don't belong to you?"

Raphael's face remained unchanged, but Miranda beside him moved his eyes.

Tulha turned his gaze again, and took a deep look at Miranda: "Little girl, it's okay for you to play swords and racks in one-on-ones. As for playing desperately...huh."

Tulha turned to Cohen.

The guard stared at him fiercely.

But Tulha suddenly smiled.

"You're okay, big and tall," the Burning Knight nodded slowly, with approval in his eyes: "Of these people, only you know **** efficiently."

Cohen was taken aback.

"Maybe you will be the most accomplished among them." Tulha said lightly.

Cohen looked at Thales, who was being held hostage by him, and felt agitated.

Thyls looked at each of them anxiously, but he could only see fatigue and weakness from their scarred bodies.

Kashan stepped forward.

"Red Witch is good at lying. Isn't it?" Kashan raised her eyebrows, her eyes deep.

"However, lies do not need to be woven with words," the Red Witch looked at Raphael, who was indistinct expression, and smiled slightly: "You are not the only one who procrastinates for time, a kid from Secret Science."

Tulha glanced at the five people around him and frowned.

"But... just these few people, is it really necessary?"

The Burning Knight shook his head, showing disdain: "The soldiers can handle them all."

Kashan smiled, not impatient.

"First of all," the Red Witch said kindly: "We have to live-accidents are easy to happen in melee."

"Secondly, forget the others," Kashan turned to Raphael, with subtle eyes: "But this person..."

"He is close to the extreme, after all, you may not be able to hold back and kill him," facing Raphael's unkind gaze, the Red Witch said lightly: "He is a member of the Secret Division. There may be other people. Means-such as alchemy balls, such as suicide before being captured."

"After all, it was hard to force him to show up."

Raphael did not speak.

"So," Kashan smiled again: "Can you hand over the Star Staff now, dear Raphael?"

Raphael seemed a little tired, staggering under his feet.

Cohen wanted to hold him, but Raphael had already gotten on Rolf's shoulders first.

Raphael leaned on Rolf's shoulder and took a breath, then stood firmly and looked at her firmly.

There are some subtle changes in his expression.

"The Star Rod is not on me." The young man in the secret department said slowly.

"No Star Staff?" The Red Witch grinned, and the wrinkles in the corners of her eyes rippled slightly: "Without that weapon, how could Morat make you responsible for the blood disaster?"

"We don't have to rely on legendary anti-devil forces to mobilize disaster." Raphael said coldly.

Ms. Kashan didn't speak, she just looked at Raphael quietly.

"Your prince is right in front of you," the Red Witch whispered: "You know, your choice will affect his safety, right?"

Everyone turned to Thales.

Thyls was startled.

What?

My safety?

But at this moment, Thales frowned: With his back facing the Red Witch, Rolf moved his shoulder and broke free of Raphael's hand.

The Ghost of the Wind quietly compared a hidden gesture to him.

[Drag. 】

Thyls moved in his heart.

To drag?

Thyls frowned: Raphael...what is he waiting for?

Raphael raised his head.

"I don't have that." Raphael's pupils converged, and still did not let go: "Even if there is, I won't give it to you."

"Oh? That's it." The Red Witch's tone was calm and natural, as if she didn't care.

But the next moment, her words made everyone frown.

"Well, Lord Tulha," the old lady in the red robe whispered: "Please...cut off a finger of that prince for me."

Tyles took a sharp breath and opened his eyes wide.

What?

Raphael closed his eyes.

"Hey!" Cohen couldn't help it anymore, he said dissatisfiedly: "He is just a child!"

Kashan bends the corners of her mouth, raised her arms to her abdomen, revealing her wrinkled hands: "He is a star, a descendant of the imperial family."

"That's enough."

Tulha frowned, his gaze traversed Thales's hand, then turned to look at the Red Witch, seemingly dissatisfied: "Really? A little boy? Fingers?"

Kashan looked at the burning knight, suddenly grinned:

"Of course it's a joke."

Thyls breathed a sigh of relief.

"The star rod that can suppress most magicians," Kashan shook his head helplessly, and then smiled in his eyes: "How could it be worth a finger?"

"How about an eyeball?"

Tyles is another jerking spirit, almost cut by the blade.

"Hey, wait a minute!"

Thyls hurriedly raised his hands, but Tuleha immediately turned his blade, and the blade was pressed against his skin, making him cold.

"The star...Is the star rod right!"

This time, he successfully attracted the attention of the audience.

Kashan turned his gaze to Thales.

"It is said that you are known for your early wisdom, Your Highness." The Red Witch once again showed her kind smile.

But at this moment, Thales just wants to be as far away from this smile as possible

Just listen to Kashan peacefully and authentically: "Maybe you can persuade him to cooperate with us for your health?"

Thyls swallowed, turned his eyes to Tuleha who looked at him coldly, and smiled awkwardly.

The second prince looked at Raphael, but he just looked at his feet.

Cohen bumped into Raphael, but he still didn't respond.

Tyles took a deep breath, looked at the Red Witch, and put on an expression of "I am very cooperative."

Drag time.

Right.

"Stand of Stars," the second prince looked at the blade in front of him, sweating profusely, "that...actually, Raphael did not...not carry him."

Kashan looked at him motionlessly, her eyelids tightening slightly.

Thyls was so frizzy when he was seen, but his face was numb with laughter.

"Really," Finally, the Red Witch sighed: "Then one of your eyes is gone."

Thyls was shocked.

Kashan looked at Tuleha and nodded slightly.

"Really?" Miranda said dissatisfiedly.

Cohen clenched his fists, gathering the power of ending.

Kashan squinted and shook her head at them.

"Hey, Ms. Kashan," however, Tuleha, who controls Thales' life and death, sighed, and he looked at Kashan: "He is just a child."

Tyles breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the burning knight gratefully.

"Really," Kashan raised her eyebrows, then smiled: "That's it..."

Thyls didn't dare to move, watching the interaction between the Red Witch and the Burning Knight.

"But I heard, Lord Tulha, your knife is delicate and delicate, you can cut flies?" The old woman smiled slightly.

Tulha narrowed his eyes.

Just listen to the Red Witch's softly and honestly: "Well, might as well show us..."

"How about slashing his right eyelashes with one knife?"

Tyles' heart is tight again!

Right... Right eyelashes?

Tuleha grinned, looked at Thales, and the knife in his hand slowly moved: "It's not impossible..."

The gold-colored blade surface rubbed Thales' eyelashes, and finally stopped on his forehead.

The blade tapped lightly in front of his right eye, as if measuring the distance.

Just listen to Tuleha's hum, and the saber trembles slightly: "Boy, don't blink-otherwise you will regret it."

Feeling the coldness of the blade slowly passing over his face, Thales made a thud in his heart.

This...

Nima...

"Wait—I know!"

He couldn't bear it anymore, hurried to the front of Tuleha's blade, and yelled: "I know...I know where the star rod is!"

Now, not only Kashan and Tuleha, but everyone from the stars all looked towards him.

Tulha stopped the blade again on his neck.

"The people in the secret department don't know, but you know?" The Red Witch asked lightly, with deep suspicion in her tone.

Tyles exhaled and blinked his right eye vigorously.

"After all, it is the property of the Canopy Star Royal Family," Thales retreated with an awkward smile: "Moreover, Secret Science did bring it—just for the disaster of blood."

Kashan squinted her eyes: "Oh?"

Tyles rolled his eyes, thinking hard about the current situation.

She must have an excuse that she can trust to hold her back...

"Last night, the disaster of blood was sealed," Thales gasped slightly, and smiled helplessly: "But I'm sure this is neither the soul-slaughter gun nor the meteorite knife. Of."

The Red Witch frowned.

Yes.

When the Soul Slaughter Spear and Soul Breaker and their owners were found, the disaster of blood had been sealed for a long time.

So...

"How do you know?" Kashan said slowly ~IndoMTL.com~ Raphael's eyes changed and his expression was subtle.

"Because I know," Thales licked his lips, his brain turned frantically: "There is...there is another person who got the Star Staff!"

"He sealed the disaster."

Kashan's expression finally condenses slightly.

Cohen and Miranda also glanced at each other, surprised.

"Who?" She whispered: "Seal the disaster?"

Tyles took a deep breath and slowly said the answer he thought.

"A man..."

"It's a strange swordsman," he gritted his teeth: "Hold the handle—the strange black sword."

"The staff of stars... is in his hand."()