Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 32: Araka Mu

Yongxing City, Xiacheng District, Black Street Brotherhood, the main house.

"You mean, Roda and Scimitar?"

One of the six giants of the Black Street Brotherhood, "The Ripper" Anton took a bite of the bread and asked vaguely: "Because of what?"

"It seems to be the son of Rhoda," on the other side of the long table, another of the Big Six, Morris hugged his arms against his fat belly, said impatiently:

"You know, that **** has been kept in my place to take care of the beggars until the day when Red Square Street killed himself...for this, the relationship between Roda, me, and Lancer was very frozy. "

"It's very uncomfortable to say that the anti-machete? The sunset bar is closed?" Anton chuckled and took a sip of ale: "It's a pity, I kind of like the chick in the bar...tsk, that figure."

"Her name is Surreyton, you can't touch it." Morris choked Anton with these cold words.

"It's been a long time since I came back, and I haven't been very clear." Anton swallowed the bread. "After the Sera Principality incident, did the Surreyton brothers still not show up?"

"The prison lock sickle followed them for several years, so I didn't hesitate to cooperate with the people of Secret Science," Morris shook his head: "We fought against Little Surryton twice, which didn't take advantage."

"Where is the Great Surreyton," Anton asked immediately, "The one who killed Eddie II..."

"It's better not to mention him," Morris sighed, "You know, in front of the palace gate, whether intentional or not, he saved Hei Jian's life... All these years, Hei Jian has been for this reason. It can be said to have been tortured all the time."

"And there must be a battle between them."

Anton sighed.

At this moment, a figure in a scarlet cloak pushed the door open and sat down at the table.

Morris and Anton's faces became serious.

Until the figure in the scarlet cloak spoke.

Make the other two people change their colors.

"You speak more clearly!"

"What is lost contact?"

Anton hit the table with a fist and looked surprised, looking at "Sleepless Eye" Lancer Corbion, one of the six giants, and asked suspiciously.

"Meaning," Lanser pinched his scarlet cloak and frowned, "Since seven days ago, we have never received a letter from Ramon. The last time he sent a letter, he was in the stars and Eke The eastern border of the city."

"There is only one explanation-he has encountered an enemy."

Morris clasped his arms tightly and groaned: "His task is only to draw the attention of the Secret Division with the news of the'Mage Reappearance', so that we can safely obtain the weapon, until the Black Prophet finds out that he is not a mage. , Will naturally give up hunting him?"

The fat man shook his head, revealing his doubts: "An ordinary gang doctor--no matter in the dark room or in the secret department, there is no reason to arrest him."

"No, of course they have no reason--unless this is the opponent's action against our Brotherhood, or even against the backers...Many people are suspicious of our backstage." Lan Seyin said flatly:

"And you and I also know that Ramon is no ordinary gang doctor!"

"For us, there are sponsors?" An Dong was surprised: "For us, you mean the blood bottle gang? Although the Qi magician usually does not appear very much... but after the Red Square Street, they It's really quieter than before. Kathleen and Necla are abroad!"

Lancer shook his head: "I have a gossip, they have found the blood magician-the counterattack against us may soon begin, I am worried that they may have discovered the importance of Ramon to us. "

He tapped the tabletop lightly: "If it is the blood magician who is shooting... alas."

"The key is our funder!" Morris thought seriously: "If Ramon falls into their hands, it will inevitably endanger the safety of the funder... Maybe we need to remind the funder?"

"You can't take the risk of exposure and contact the sponsor," Lanser's eyes flashed: "I suspect this may be a trap-Morat likes playing this kind of decoy game the most, maybe around the black street Already full of secrets’ eyes and ears, just waiting for us to make mistakes."

The more terrifying thing is...

If it weren't for Morat and his secret science, but the people behind the scenes...

Lancer kept quiet, but did not express his concerns.

"No, without Ramon, our research on the weakness of the magician is bound to stagnate... In the past eleven or two years, we have just made some progress." Anton squeezed his fist severely: "And we I don’t even know the origin and abilities of that weapon, and nothing has been discovered."

"And he knows too many secrets about us and even our sponsors," Morris immediately raised his head, his face serious: "Are we available at the border between Xingchen and Exter? For example, Anton, under your The drug smuggling team over there?"

"It's difficult," Anton the Ripper gritted his teeth: "The atmosphere there has been tense recently. The caravans are all afraid that Xingchen and Exeter are going to fight, so they won't go around the Dragon Fortress anymore. My manpower is very early. I evacuated..."

"Moreover," Andong said as earthy and authentic: "If the blood magician is not much worse than the air magician...not to mention our subordinates, even if we are a few, we will die as many as we go. ."

"Maybe there is another way." Lanser said silently.

The other two looked at him.

Just listen to "Eye of Sleepless" Lanser faintly:

"If the border between the stars and Exter...The Black Sword is not far away, you can go to search for Ramon."

"And I have given him that weapon."

"If he really meets the blood magician."

"Even if you experiment in advance, let's see the performance of that weapon."

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The sun is rising.

Thyls hung his face and was guarded by Sonya. A group of people passed through the guard post and the fortress, stepped up the narrow slope, and slowly passed the south gate into the magnificent Broken Dragon Fortress.

It's much colder here than the birch forest.

The snow layer is also much thicker, reaching the ankle of an adult.

This is a big fortress, but the two-story wall makes the space between the fortress gate and the inner wall appear relatively narrow. .

Thyls dismounted with the help of Sonya, and Wya, Rolf, and Chora, who were seriously injured behind him, were taken over by the soldiers for healing.

He observes a corner of this fortress, which is well-organized regardless of the layout of the buildings and the guard posts.

Soldiers on duty, either patrolling the main roads in the fortress, a few walls, or standing guard at various locations.

The quartermaster in charge of logistics and supplies urged the civilians who were transporting supplies back and forth. In several large stables, the cavalry were skillfully scrubbing their mounts.

On the training ground on the other side, several teams looked like new recruits who had just been enlisted in the army. Under the leadership of several veterans, they practiced defensive and slashing movements methodically.

In the distance, several teams of soldiers who had just returned from duty were lining up to lay down their weapons and receive the rations from the quartermaster.

Jenard followed behind Sonia and embraced a dozen tough veterans who seemed to be old acquaintances.

This is the northern barrier of the Star Kingdom?

"That's Baron Mu's royal standing army, just expanded." At this moment, Putila leaned on a branch and dragged his damaged body, walked behind him, and watched the team training. The recruit said: "I haven't fought much."

Thyls nodded.

"I thought you would at least keep her-that important queen in Broken Dragon Fortress. You know, our strength is stronger than her."

Putilei said silently: "Whether she was deceived or not, she attacked the mission convoy and committed blood debts."

"What then? Catch up and spank?" Thales shook his head: "She is a politician from the Eastern Continent. We need many legitimate reasons to keep her, and it is a lot of trouble in diplomacy."

Moreover.

There are also magicians involved.

It involves my secrets.

The less trouble the better.

Putila raised his eyebrows.

Tels sighed: "Trust me, the real culprit is still at large, and letting Cortina go is also causing him trouble."

Jen's face appeared before his eyes.

No matter what you want to kill me for.

I won’t sit still.

Moreover, Thales thought to himself: I may have found the key.

The key lies in the conversation on the day of the trip—something must have touched Jayne's nerves.

Otherwise, it is impossible for him to act so unwisely, that is, to deceive his allies and endanger himself.

"And she still carried the black coffin," Thales continued, his words made Putila frown slightly: "Having that thing by his side means that the blood magician will come to us again. "

Although she will definitely come to me.

[Never, make you suffer]

Thyls sighed, thinking worriedly.

"Don't worry," Putila seemed to see through Thales's mind, he slowly said: "Exter also has his own legendary anti-devil weapon."

"The number is even more than the stars. It is the country with the most legendary anti-devil armed forces in the world-after all, it is the Northland that spares no effort to fight against disasters in the Battle of End."

Thyls nodded reluctantly.

"As for the disasters, as long as you are not interested in them," Putila said with a deep gaze, "They won't be interested in you."

Tyles' heart was shaken.

Putilai.

What does he mean?

At this moment, Sonia’s majestic voice came from the front:

"What's going on!"

Thyls and Putila both raised their heads curiously and looked forward.

There seems to be a gallows, and it is now full of unattended soldiers.

A man stood on the gallows, escorted by the soldiers behind him.

It seems to be executed.

A military officer who looked like a person in charge recognized Sonia, and he said in embarrassment:

"Lord Sutherley...he, this man is a deserter."

Sonia frowned and looked at the man on the gallows.

It was a black-haired, brown-eyed, slightly dark-skinned young man struggling to raise his head in front of the gallows and shouting: "I am not a deserter! I am not!"

Wearing a tattered cotton shirt with his hands tied behind his back, he still yelled at the onlookers unwillingly:

"They are alone, I am going back to rescue them! I did not escape!"

"Look at the blood on my weapon!"

Tyers looked at all this and whispered to Putila:

"Have we already engaged the enemy?"

"I'm afraid it's a conflict between small groups of troops," Putila muttered, "It seems that Rumba still doesn't give up."

Thyls sighed inwardly.

The officer in charge of the hanging, looked at the struggling black-haired youth, disdainfully said: "This guy is lying!"

"There is blood on his spear, but it broke in two long ago!"

"Hold the broken sword and run back, and then tell me: Are you going back to save people?"

"I don't!" The young man with his hands tied back anxiously said: "That's not broken in two! That's my spear! It...they have two, one on the left and one on the right! I can do it at the same time Use..."

"Enough! Nonsense fisherman!" The officer in charge waved his hand with an ugly expression: "Sophistry won't help you! Like a Northlander, hurry up..."

"Wait!"

Sonia looked ugly at the person in charge:

"He is a soldier I recruited from the local area. Before he is executed, shouldn't he come to ask me first?"

The officer was taken aback for a moment: "Uh, but the evidence for this incident is solid. We have asked Baron Mu for instructions..."

Sonia interrupted him impatiently:

"Let him down, I will come to ask the matter clearly-execute the sentence again."

The officer in charge frowned: "But this is Baron Mu's order...he said..."

"Mu?"

"I'm the commander of Broken Dragon Fortress." Sonia said solemnly: "How many days have Mu been here? You and him are just reinforcements here."

Fortress Flower's face became cold:

"Or, do you have any comments on my command?"

The officer's words were stagnant, and he looked around embarrassedly.

But the majesty and prestige of the fortress flower made him obey.

The brown-haired man on the gallows breathed a sigh of relief, then was taken down and pressed down in front of Sonya.

"Soldier, report your name and affiliation!" Sonia came to him and said coldly.

The young man is an exciting spirit:

"Willow, my name is Willow, the flower of the fortress!"

The young man looked at Sonya gratefully and gasped:

"Willow Ken!"

"Pikemen recruited from Zaratan County!"

"And... I'm really not a deserter!"

At this moment, there was an uproar among the crowd.

A bright but impatient male voice came from far away:

"Sutherley!"

Sonia's brow furrowed deeply, she raised her head and looked in the direction of the voice.

"I heard that you are openly asking me for trouble again?"

Thyls looked curiously at the noisy place, and saw the soldiers parted on both sides.

This is a man with short chestnut hair, of medium height but of sturdy build, wearing a simple breastplate and cyan wristband.

His nose is high, his outline is sharp, his light green eyes are full of stern colors, and his back is a conspicuous silver and black metal bow, and he strode from the crowd.

Behind him were dozens of expressionless sword and shield soldiers.

"Wow! It's him!" Behind Thales, Edda, who covered his head and face again, seemed to have found something interesting, and whispered: "I'm going to fight, I'm going to fight!"

The soldiers on both sides were whispering, many of them looked at the coming man with emotions and tension.

Thyls was taken aback: Who is he?

This man seems to have an aura of aggression, and wherever his eyes go, it makes his heart chill.

This gave Thales a dangerous feeling, just like the silver-black bow behind him, in a critical state that seemed to be fired at any time.

Sonia looked at the man with a solemn expression, and said slowly:

"Araka Mu."

"Once again, you intervened in my troops when I left!"

Araka Mu?

A bit familiar.

Tyles scratched his head.

"His Royal Highness," Putila sighed deeply behind him, and whispered: "I wonder how good your ability to mediate contradictions is?"

Thyls glanced at Putila inexplicably.

What do you mean?

"Your troops?" Araka, who was full of aggressiveness, showed no weakness, pointed at Willow Ken on the ground, and responded with a cold voice to Sonya: "You mean these are conscripted from the local village Coward deserter?"

"I'm not a deserter! I'm just..." Young Willow said nervously again.

But he was only half-talking, and he was interrupted mercilessly by Araka.

"Shut up, deserter!" The man carrying the silver and black metal bow was angry.

Araka's stern look shot at Willow, forcing the latter's words back.

"The coward is not worthy to talk to me."

He said coldly.

Wilo Ken under the gallows, with a face full of confusion, his mouth opened and closed, and finally he fell aggrievedly.

The atmosphere in the field is getting worse.

"Hey, Mu."

Sonia's face was gloomy.

"You are in my turf, and you have identified my soldiers as deserters and cowards without confirmation." The flower of the fortress, Sonya seemed to be brewing full of anger, she looked sharply at Araka. The words are authentic:

"Are you provoking me?"

Thyls only felt that the atmosphere in front of him became more and more tense, and the soldiers around him did not dare to take a breath.

Araka grinned suddenly and laughed loudly.

"You said yes, then so be it."

In Sonia's increasingly terrifying eyes, Araka retracted his smile and glanced at Thales with an uncomfortable look.

"So, did you bring the prince back?" Araka smiled and shook his head.

Thyls smiled at him and nodded.

But Araka Mu just smiled contemptuously, as if he didn't care about the prince's goodwill, and Thales was taken aback.

The traveler remembered.

This is what King Kessel said when he replied to the Envoy of Exeter, "Baron Mu has taken two thousand royal standing troops and rushed to Broken Dragon Fortress." The baron of the commander, Araka Mu .

Unexpectedly, he actually dared to confront Sonya Sutherley and Fortress Flower.

Just listen to Baron Mu let out a sigh of relief, looking at Sonya calmly:

"Why, do you feel that you have the right to condone deserters after you please the king's little boy?"

The king's bastard?

There was another uproar among the surrounding soldiers.

Many eyes turned to Thales.

Tyles' face is also hard to look.

"He said, he is not a deserter," Sonia looked ugly: "He should have a chance to defend herself."

"The Star Legion never neglects life."

Thyls moved in his heart.

The Star Legion.

On the ground, Willow smiled and nodded desperately, but looking at Mu's face, he still chose not to speak.

"Never underestimate life? You really deserve to be the captain of the ‘Star Legion’." Araka smiled: "Implement your Duke’s beliefs meticulously."

Tyles remembered that Sonia was once the younger brother of Eddie II, a member of the Star Legion under John Canxing, and it seems that her status is not low-Captain of the Guard.

"Ah, by the way, how did the Duke die?" Araka turned his head and stared at Sonya.

The flower of the fortress is changing color!

"He was betrayed by those who he'never neglected'," Arak said sarcastically in Sonya's trembling face: "Dead in the hands of his most trusted guard!"

"What is the name of that traitor...Norfolk?"

Sonia squeezed her fists, her expression unreadable.

"Yes, this is the batch trained by Sonia Sutherley, the Duke's guard of the Star Legion!"

Tyles opened his mouth in surprise.

Araka's words clearly stirred the nerves of many people.

Because Thales felt that as soon as these words fell, the temperature around Sonya's body dropped instantly.

The face of the dozen or so soldiers behind her, including Jenard, also changed.

A dozen big guys with fierce faces came forward together and stood behind Sonya.

Behind Araka, the expressionless sword and shield soldiers also looked bad. They gathered around Baron Mu, pressed the hilt, and looked at the opposite side coldly.

The two parties confronted each other with swords.

Sonia’s pupils shrank slightly, she stepped forward slowly, her expression grim, and looked straight at Araka, who was flush with her.

Araka also looked back at her coldly.

"Bah!" Sonia was rude, even very rude, spitting at his feet in front of Araka.

"You are a barking wild dog, Araka."

Araka just chuckled and said nothing.

"Of course, I remember it, Bloody Years," Fortress Flower raised her eyes and looked at the man with chestnut hair, and said coldly:

"Prince Horace died on the spot, but you came back alive."

Thyls moved in his heart.

Prince Horace? Sword of Tracing Light?

This time it was Araka's turn that his face changed drastically.

His eyes are full of hatred and anger.

"Who knows..."

"Are you..."

Only listening to Sonya's words with ridicule, chuckled and said:

"Give him a knife in the back?"

Thyls no longer has to doubt what the "contradiction" in Putila said just now means.

Because the next moment, Araka's fist and Sonya's palm.

They were full of anger and slammed together in the air!

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The eastern border between the stars and Exeter, around the old tower.

"No, I can't smell that brotherhood doctor."

"Can't go deeper...The road ahead is the road to Broken Dragon Fortress. I heard that the two countries are facing each other-I don't want to get involved in the battlefield."

The leader of the eight powerful warriors of the Blood Bottle Gang, "Red Viper" Nekra squeezed his fist in annoyance, swung back his subordinates around him, and looked at the blond woman beside him.

"Also, can't you ask Master Giza for her help?"

Damn it.

This woman.

Why did she find the blood magician first?

One of the supernatural fighters of the Blood Bottle Gang, another cadre second only to Nekra, "Phantom Blade" Catherine turned her head and showed a bright but inexplicable smile: "Oh, it seems, We lost it again."

"As for Master Giza," Catherine chuckled, making Nekra's heart more angry: "As I said, she was suddenly in a hurry and went west temporarily."

Catherine looked at Nekra coldly.

The blood magician trusts me more...and only trusts me.

Even if the Qi Magician disappeared and the "Chaotic God Soldier" Song died, the Blood Bottle Gang could not be taken over by a fool like you.

But she was also extremely anxious.

One day ago, the blood magician was finally moved by them, and came here with them to track down the brotherhood doctor.

But Giza seemed to sense something suddenly, and after hurriedly leaving a sentence of "I'll go to the west", the magician disappeared in front of him.

God, the west is the road leading to the Broken Dragon Fortress. The countless armies of the two countries are there. The atmosphere is tense and there is a fortress flower!

No matter how strong the magician is, he can't fight an entire army, right?

"We'd better settle the matter here soon," Nekra said in a bad tone: "The Blood Bottle Gang has lost a lot of business, and many partners are...The women of the Sera Principality are very dissatisfied with our population's withdrawal. , The desolate people in the desert began to come into contact with the Brotherhood, the Forerunners even directly closed the deal with us, and those rude swordsmen even came to question us Gulaton’s death..."

"We are pressed for time."

"I know," Kathleen shook her head: "They are getting worse and asking us to provide more orphans... It's time for us to regain our reputation."

"So, the doctor named Ramon should be as important as you said!" Nekra looked at his colleague and competitor with an unhappy expression.

"Of course, this was leaked by Secret to us through the Cullen house." Kathleen cut off a branch in front of her eyes and continued to move forward: "The news says, grab that Ramon, many secrets of the Brotherhood. Will be controlled by us."

Cullen's house?

Nekla frowned.

"And you don't have any illusions about Kevin Deere's family anymore," Kathleen said sarcastically, "They didn't treat us as humans at all."

"Where will the Kulun family be better?" Nekra subconsciously retorted: "Maybe, this news is just that the Kingdom Secret Branch wants us to trouble the Black Street Brotherhood!"

"That's right." Catherine said indifferently.

Nekra was taken aback.

He didn't expect that this woman would actually agree with him.

"The Brotherhood expanded too quickly, especially after the night of Red Square Street, almost the entire underground power of Yongxing City surrendered to the Black Street."

"So, some people look at them and want to make trouble," Catherine stopped, frowning and thinking: "There are also people who want to catch the black hand behind them. Mythology and the Cullen family are probably the same. Purpose-supporting us is the most direct way."

Nekra smiled disdainfully: "So, we lost the battle on Red Square Street, is it a good thing?"

"That is a costly lesson, to remind us that the mages are not omnipotent." Catherine covered the disgust in her eyes and tried her best to sincerely say:

"In the past, we worked independently and even fought with each other, but in that night, we all lost the most powerful subordinates and manpower...For the survival of the Blood Bottle Gang, maybe it is time for us to abandon our previous complaints..."

Damn viper.

She cursed in her heart.

I thought I didn’t know, did you kill Rolf?

Someday...

Nekra was silent for a while~IndoMTL.com~ seems to be considering Catherine's words in detail.

Finally, the red viper hesitated and said:

"Although I still don't like you."

"But you have to admit, you make sense..."

"We are facing the biggest crisis since our establishment, and we must cooperate sincerely to survive."

However, Nekra thought hard in his heart:

This damn* thought I couldn’t see through your drama?

Catherine smiled: "I'm glad you think so."

Nekra waved, recalled the blood bottle gang, and shrugged indifferently: "We are in the same gang after all."

"And now...Let’s find the doctor from the Brotherhood, the **** Ramon!"