Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 30: Human Heart

　　 Fuxing Palace, this is the most important, central, and tallest building in Yongxing City.

　　 34 years of the end of the calendar, in the late reign of King Tormund I, he built this semi-pyramid-shaped palace that rises from the ground and is surrounded by six-sided palace walls in the style of the imperial palace of the triumphal capital of the ancient empire. After that, at least six supreme kings expanded or repaired it. Under the hands of countless skilled craftsmen, the palace and walls were classical and mottled. The layout of the palace was majestic and majestic. It took more than six hundred years to wash it out, and it was revitalized. The palace is full of vicissitudes.

　　 Above the two hundred and twenty-five steps, there is the Hall of Stars supported by 24 giant pillars. It is grand and wide, and is dedicated to holding conferences. The north part of the open air of the hall is facing the palace. Outside the wall is Xingju Plaza-the largest commercial plaza in the central area, to the south is the convening room of the Imperial Conference, and in the middle is the large conference hall, which can accommodate a large number of nobles gathering here.

　　 At this time, in the imperial meeting room, on both sides of the discussion table, there were two people sitting separately, under two unextinguishable lights, the atmosphere was quiet and heavy.

　　 The thirty-ninth generation of the highest king of the stars, the robust Kaiser V, put down the letter report in his hand and raised his head to look at the dusty nobleman opposite.

Val Arund, the forty-nine-year-old Val Allende, the castle lord of the kingdom of 　　, the guardian duke of the north, squinted his eyes and looked back at his lord.

　　As one of the six giants of the kingdom, Val appeared to be less "extraordinary", thanks in large part to the scar that stretched from his chest to his chin. He shaved neatly round and short hair, making it hard to see his brown-black hair color.

　　Val's face is different from the common star people. He has dark eyes, sharp eyes, high nose and protruding lips. The stubble on his chin is densely packed. The whole person looks sharp and angular. The chain armor on his body still carries the chill of the north, and the melting frost is dripping from time to time.

　　 And his chest and shoulders, since the ancient empire, the head of the six giants who have been guarding the Northland-the Allende family's white eagle emblem, is lifelike, with snow branches in the mouth, majestic towards Kessel opened its claws.

　　 "Iron Eagle" Duke Val Allende, he is more like a warrior fighting on the front line, rather than a pampered wealthy lord.

　　 "Really an impressive forty-eighth birthday gift, Duke Allend." Kessel said coldly.

　　 "So what?" Val raised his head without showing weakness, and glared at his king: "Are you going to kill me here to be held accountable?"

　　 "Your Majesty Kessel without an heir?"

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　　Mind reading?

　　 Thales, who was unbelievable, could even hear his own heart beating irregularly.

　　 Looking at Morat’s dark eyes, he thought bitterly: Then what else can I hide?

　　 "Little sir, don’t be too surprised," Morat gently stroked the inconspicuous black wooden crutch just like his face: "You know, you look like this, I can see Too much."

　　 "From the criminal," Morat bared his teeth and smiled horribly: "To the king."

　　 "Hahahahaha..." Morat laughed darkly.

　　 Facing such a person... such a terrible person...

　　haha...

　　 Thales' mind is completely confused.

　　I just...

　　 at this time!

　　 "Calm down."

　　 A voice came from my ear.

　　"He has been cheating all the time."

　　 Thales was taken aback!

　　 He slapped him on the banquet table—the sudden tender voice that made him shocked.

　　 Morat laughed and looked at him strangely.

　　 "Don't move rashly, now only I can hear the sound of the forest."

　　 Thales desperately grabbed a corner of the banquet table and stared at Morat, turning the amazement at that voice into fear of Morat's mind-reading skills in a timely manner.

　　 "He doesn't bother to read his mind!" The immature Lolita said in his ears.

　　 Can't read mind?

　　 "But he can judge the existence of lies." Mysterious voice said.

　　 Thales forced himself to press his disturbed state of mind, and closed his eyes tightly.

　　 A memory comes back.

　　 "Penren, the research object of psychology focuses on the behavior and psychology between individuals, while our research object is biased towards the behavior and psychology of the group. There are huge differences between the two." An old professor smoked a pipe and spit out With a puff of smoke, he smiled at Wu Yinren, who was flipping through the first draft of the paper in annoyance, and said slowly:

　　"But there is one thing in common. Human behavior and psychology have always been elusive and unpredictable, let alone the miracle of law. In the face of such a miracle, researchers must be humble."

　　 "You also know that the attempt to cover all the phenomena of human society with one or several macro-theories has long been criticized."

　　"Because it never exists, it can completely understand the possibility of people's hearts."

　　 The memories of previous lives passed away like a tide, and they fell into his already considerable sea of ​​memories.

　　 Thales opened his eyes suddenly and looked forward as if looking forward, waiting for the Black Prophet to answer.

　　 The heat is almost over, Morat Hansen said silently, he squinted his eyes interestingly and looked at the little boy in front of him.

　　 Just, judging from his appearance, is there really something terribly concealed by Yordel?

　　 Morat squeezed his crutches--very good, just see how many lies he can tell.

　　 Coming here today is not just to verify Yordel's words, but to look for clues to the new magician.

　　 Morat took a breath of sweet and greasy air, what a luxurious and decadent breath.

　　 More importantly... Come and meet the king of stars in the future, and in his heart, cultivate respect and awe for the Kingdom's Secret Division.

　　 and dependence and...submission.

　　Kessel's "independent" king, one is enough.

　　Stars can only shine in the dark.

　　 Morat thought with satisfaction.

　　 "Next, I have to listen carefully to what I said." At this time, Lolita in Thales's ears said authentically.

　　 "He didn't know what they had said."

　　"He only knows what he says."

　　 "I can't transmit the sound anymore, he found it for a fee."

　　"Recover yourself, ally."

　　 The air leak in his ear was serious, but the familiar voice that made him feel at ease at the moment, never heard again.

　　 Thales took a breath again. At this time, although he still looked terrified on the surface, his heart had regained his arms.

　　 is just another game-he told himself that.

　　His gray eyes stretched and contracted, finally focusing on Morat in front of him.

　　 The frozen brain, once blocked by shock and fear, also turned in time.

　　 First, sort out the existing information.

　　 Morat is lying-after the mysterious Loriyin reminded him, he calmly gave this judgment.

　　一, I met a magician.

　　Second, the magician talked to me.

　　三, the magician found out, I am the next magician.

　　The secret that Thales needs to hide is such three layers of progressive information. The problem is—Yordel knows all these three layers of information!

　　 If Yordel had told Morat everything... then the "Black Prophet" would not be here at all. What is waiting for me may be what Ashida calls the "Legendary Anti-Magic Armed Forces".

　　 I shouldn’t doubt Yordel, from Red Square Street to Crawling Manor, he did everything he could to ensure my safety—Tyles told himself guiltily.

　　[He doesn't know what they have said]——The voice told himself: Morat didn't know that the magician had spoken to Thales.

　　 So-Morat only knew about the first level from the beginning, as for the others, he was all lying, he was talking about Thales!

　　 And he stupidly took the bait, and his panic-stricken performance probably has been put on the second floor by him.

　　[He only knows what he said]——The voice also said: Morat only knows what Morat himself said.

In the words of 　　Morat, the only certain point is: Ashida has discovered a new magician!

　　 But that's all. Yodel should have only told him half of the third level. He didn't know who the new magician was!

　　[He doesn't bother to read minds]——Since Morat can't read minds, so his use of abilities while pinching the bridge of his nose pretended to lie to me!

　　 The reason why he can vowed to find out the image of the qi magician from my "brain"——I am so stupid. Seeing Ashida's appearance without changing clothes for hundreds of years, Secret How can you not know what he looks like?

　　 As for the energy ball in Ashida's hand-the same is true, the air wall must be Ashida's famous signature skill!

　　 He likes to pinch human flesh balls-after the Red Square Street battle, the corpse that was pinched into a ball must have been found!

　　 and the darkness of the night on Red Square Street—isn’t that nonsense! Even a Level 5 Security Officer can say this during the investigation afterwards!

　　 So, this guy’s so-called mind-reading technique-Thales frowned, thinking bitterly-is the illusion that Morat decorated with known information to fool me and force me to subdue!

　　 Below, let’s confirm this.

　　 "Lord Hansen," Thales raised his head in horror, and said with a slight trembling: "Since—since you know how to read minds~IndoMTL.com~Why are you asking me?"

　　"Just read my thoughts directly..."

　　"How dare you," Morat smiled slightly, holding his cane and bowing slightly: "The brain of the person being read by the mind will be more or less damaged."

　　 "And you are my future lord after all."

　　 Then why did you dare just now! ? Thales roared in his heart.

　　 "However, if you want to save trouble, I can only follow your wishes and go directly to your brain. I will work hard not to hurt..." Morat smiled undiminished and stretched out to Thales. Left hand out.

　　 "No, no, no! No need!" Thales waved his hand in shock, "I'll tell you directly."

　　 Looking at Thales's expression, Morat shook his head in his heart like a mockery.

　　 After all, it's just a seven-year-old kid.

　　 "Yes." The black prophet lowered his head, the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

　　 Thales was completely certain in his heart at this time.

　　 bluff me!

　　 bluff me again!

　　Call_a_bluff!

　　 is such a good acting, why don’t you go to the Temple of Dark Night!

　　But...

　　 [But he can judge the existence of a lie]-This is the only thing that makes Thales particularly concerned.

　　 Black-tech human polygraph with unknown mechanism?

　　 That is to say, in front of the black prophet, I can't make up out of thin air. I can only use "partial truth" to cover up and conceal the really terrible key.

　　 partly real.

　　 Thales sighed in my heart: Why didn’t I go to the journalism department at the time~ IndoMTL.com~ Book friends are welcome to visit and read, the latest, fastest and hottest serial works are all on ~IndoMTL.com~Mobile Users please go to read.