Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 33: Dead Crow

When Thales came back from riding on the horse, the Palace of Valor was ready: the first city gate to the north of the avenue in front of the palace gate was completely new, and the armors of the guards and soldiers were also exceptionally neat, standing in line This is probably the limit for the Northlanders who are used to roughness.

"Maybe next time you come back, you can show up without bad news."

The worried second prince carefully held the reins of the dark horse Jenny, and said straight to Putila, who had not seen him for a long time.

"So that's it," Putilai moved his eyebrows, narrowed his eyes, and showed a strange look: "Your Excellency Ronnie proposed to the Grand Duke to consolidate the stability of Longxiao City. This is really bad for you, Your Highness. News..."

Huh?

The prince was stunned for a second at this sentence, and then he understood something.

He took a breath.

Thyls slowly turned to Putila, put on the most ugly expression, and said every word: "You have to mention..."

But he was interrupted.

"Ah, I'm sorry," the thin man smiled deeply, and immediately shrugged seemingly helplessly: "I swear I didn't mean anything else before you attacked."

Putila gave a harmless smile: "You know... the meaning of ‘that’."

Tyles' eyes widened, his mouth moved a few times in the air, and finally there was no sound.

The prince snorted dissatisfiedly and turned his head.

Who can understand the depression that is full of resentment being forced back into your chest by a word?

"As far as the current situation is concerned," the second prince resisted the urge to fire the former deputy envoy, tilted his mouth, and snapped words out of his teeth: "Anything that breaks the status quo may be Threats to us: This is what I mean by the sudden marriage of the grandpa and the interests behind it."

"Of course," Putilai still had the look of undue beating, ignoring that Lord Justin behind him had darkened his face, he shook his pipe with a relaxed and contented expression:

"Are you a prince, what you said must be true whether it is true or not."

God...

Tyles covered his face, sighed in pain, and gave up the idea of ​​explaining something to the stubborn old man.

"Unbelievable," the prince looked listlessly at the palace gate, which was slowly approaching: "This was actually said from a minister who had been indifferent to his prince for more than ten days."

Putila snorted and did not answer.

Nicolai had already led the Grand Duke’s guards to wait in front of the palace, but this time the meteorite did not put on a dead face expression after seeing Thales, but gave him a deep look, and then Toward the direction of the stables, Nu Nuu mouth, motioned him to continue.

This is unusual.

Thyls, wondering, kicked off his saddle in front of the stable.

"Good luck," Putila said flatly: "After the welcome is over, I will wait for you in your room."

"That's really comforting." The already bored prince waved his hand in dissatisfaction.

Thyls handed the reins to the groom, and then, accompanied by Wya and Rolf, walked towards Nicolai at the gate of the palace.

"The Grand Duchess and Lord Earl are in the Hall of Heroes, go and join them," Nicolai waved his hand unchanged, "I have to welcome the advance officers of the mission here to be very formal this time." /

"Because the matter is particularly serious?" Thales hummed: "How did that matter last time? You know, about the grand duke..."

"Close your mouth obediently," Nicolai interrupted him abruptly: "The pioneer of Qiyuan City is here."

Tyles turned his head, and as expected, a group of cavalry under different banners slowly drove out of the first city gate, and walked towards the palace gate under the gaze of countless Dragon City guards on both sides.

Their flag is embroidered with a heavy book opened, and the page opened is also engraved with several imperial letters, the meaning of which is unknown.

The Law of Knights, the orthodox and noble ruler of Qiyuan City, the emblem of the Ronnie family.

It is said that they are the famous knights who lived in the Northland since the ancient empire. They have bred countless great knights who have left their names in history. Even when the emperor demolished the knight temple and the ancient style of knights gradually declined, they were still there. It has a huge reputation in the North.

Until the end of the battle.

Tyles recalled the knowledge given by teachers in the North over the years.

Among the cavalrymen, the leading knight looks quite special: his face is dark, his eyes are flat, he shaved his temples, leaving only the short reddish brown hair on the top of his head, he is strong, but he wears something unusual in the North. Lightweight leather armor, with various small tools that Thales couldn't understand, tied to the belt around his shoulders. Apart from a short knife at his waist, his weapons up and down were only a crossbow on his back and a quiver hanging on his saddle.

The most noticeable thing is that although he is riding on a horse, he has a leisurely look and temperament like a stroll in the courtyard.

This is the attitude of the pioneer of the Qiyuan City Mission?

That means...

Just when Thales frowned, Nicolai next to him reacted earlier than him: I saw the meteorite with a rare expression of surprise, staring intently at the leading brunette knight. .

"Oh, this is really a surprise." The meteorite's expression slowly became serious.

Tyles narrowed his eyes, looked at Nicolai, and then at the leather knight who was walking forward leisurely: "You know?"

Nicolai ignored him, but made a few gestures to his subordinates, and then walked forward alone: ​​the prince only noticed that several senior princes guards also showed the same expression.

Thyls looked strangely at the brunette knight with an unusual face from the North.

He is...

Nikolai walked slowly to the front of the group of Qiyuancheng cavalry, watching them all get off their horses, and his expression was cold.

The brown-haired knight was of medium stature, even slightly shorter than the slightly thin Nicolai. He was holding the belt on his waist and looking directly at the meteorite in front of him without flinching. An unkind smile.

Thyls sighed, and the crimes of Hell River gathered in his ears, listening to the conversation between the two of them.

Nicolai looked at the knight for a long time.

Until he took a deep breath, pursed his mouth, lightly nodded his head, and hummed coldly:

"How could it be you?"

The words are cold and unceremonious.

Thyls's heart is tight: It seems that their relationship is not good?

In the coming storm, the relationship between Qiyuan City and Longxiao City probably depends on the result of this mission.

And now...

Listening to Nicolai's bad greetings, the brown-haired knight grinned, revealing an inexplicable scorn, Thales noticed that the knight's lips were extra wide.

A special person.

The prince said silently, rejecting Wiya's suggestion to let him leave first.

I saw the brunette knight tilting his head, opening his mouth wide, and making a gong-like voice, and said to Nicolet:

"Have you heard a joke?"

Nicolai frowned.

"There is a man who runs around doing business all year round, and he is worried that his wife in his hometown will be unfaithful to him," the brown-haired knight shook his head and laughed:

"So he sneaked home one night. Fortunately, except for his sleeping wife, the man did not find any trace of adulterers. So he was relieved that he was in good spirits, and was happy with his wife."

Nicolai's brows frowned and tightened.

The brown-haired knight hummed, raised her finger and tapped Nicolai, who was unswervingly cheeky: "After the incident, his wife lit the lamp and saw her husband's face clearly, so she couldn't help being surprised... …"

The knight widened his eyes and repeated Nicolai's words exaggeratedly:

"How could it be you?"

The audience fell silent.

The next second, the brown-haired knight burst into laughter, and he laughed all alone.

"Hahahaha..."

As if this joke is really funny.

But Nicolai did not move.

The companions behind the knight looked weird and turned their sights, and some coughed slightly, seeming to be deeply ashamed of their leader's jokes.

Thyls, who listened to all of this from a distance, couldn't help but frowned.

What are you doing?

Only the brunette knight still looked at Nicolet with a weird smile and shrugged.

Finally, as if after many centuries, Nicolai sighed with an icy expression.

"Same as before," Nicolai lowered his head and snorted coldly:

"Not funny at all."

The brunette knight stopped his smile, his expression changed.

"Oh, God," the knight looked at the meteorite with disappointment:

"Your sense of humor is still so shit."

Tyles listened to their conversation strangely and began to doubt their relationship.

That brunette knight, what is...

Nicolai looked at him quietly.

"How many years has it been?" The meteorite whispered.

The smile of the brunette knight slowly disappeared.

"Eighteen years," he stroked his brown hair and hummed softly, "We haven't seen each other in eighteen years since I went back to Qiyuan City."

The meteorite nodded slowly.

But the expression of the brunette knight suddenly became alive again.

"I guess you still don't have a wife, right?"

"And as you are, it is impossible to fantasize. The noble ladies probably look down on you," the brunette knight looked at Nicolai with disgust, showing a deep smirk:" Don't tell me, you have solved it by hand for the past 18 years!"

Now, the companions behind him coughed unnaturally.

Nicolai still stared at the brunette knight who was uttering indecent words.

Until he also bent his mouth and laughed depressedly.

Nicolai’s laughter and the brunette knight’s laughter gradually overlapped, as if they had laughed so much in countless times.

Thyls looked at the Meteorite’s smile strangely. As far as he knew, apart from sneers and smirks, Nicolai, who was called a dead face, rarely had another smile.

The next second, Nicolai and the brunette knight waved their right hands almost at the same time!

Hit the opponent!

What?

As soon as Thales' eyes shrank, as if he had experienced a tacit combination of thousands of times, the two palms were squeezed together in the air!

Slap!

Nicolai held the palm of the opponent tightly, with a rare smile on his mouth:

"It's nice to meet you, big mouth."

"Hahahaha," the brunette knight laughed up to the sky, making his mouth bigger:

"To each other, stab each other!"

Thyls looked at the actions of the two with surprise. It seemed that the previous guess was wrong.

Their relationship...

Not average.

After all, not everyone can satirize and flirt with the famous meteorite without scruples.

The brunette knight... who is it?

This guy was dispatched as a member of the Qiyuan City Mission, which means that Grand Duke Ronnie is...

Nicolai and the brunette knight let go of each other and walked side by side toward the palace gate.

The people in Qiyuan City seemed to be relieved, and all followed.

The brown-haired knight raised his head and watched everything in the Palace of Valor. There was a lot of emotion in his expression, as if he was revisiting his old place.

"So, I heard that you slaughtered your head single-handedly six years ago?"

The face of the meteorite suddenly became cold.

"Fine, plus some help from Byrne and you." Nicolai said softly.

"Me?" The brunette knight thoughtfully: "Sure enough, did you use the secret I told you?"

"Yes," the meteorite's face seemed to be paler: "And I am not proud of it, let alone he was seriously injured."

Silence.

The two kept walking, but the conversation came to a halt in the subtle atmosphere.

"I understand that feeling." A few seconds later, the knight said lightly.

"When the boss recruited us into the guard, you probably didn't expect this day."

Nicolai did not speak.

The brown-haired knight raised his head, looking at the sky cliff on the top of the Palace of Valor, his eyes condensed on the statue of Nekaru, and said with emotion: "Unimaginable, in a blink of an eye, we are almost fifty."

Guard.

The boss.

Thyls moved slightly: He had already guessed the identity of the knight.

"Everyone will get old," Nicolai said softly, seemingly profound: "Whether it is a king or a commoner."

Speaking of this, in the past year, my chest hurts when it rains," the brunette knight seemed to be talking stubbornly. Even though Nicolai was not talking, he was still chattering: " Do you have similar problems?"

Nicolai shook his head: "I guess you left behind at the guard post when you were young. You stayed in the snow pit for too long."

But for some reason, watching Nicolai, who is usually taciturn and folded his arms, walks with the eloquent, exaggerated knight, and casually pulls together the usual combination, Thales feels that there is nothing wrong with it. Sense of harmony.

As they are.

"A long time ago, a military doctor named Ramon told me," the brown-haired knight dug his ears rudely, and said: "After forty years, our physical strength will drop significantly. His body began to age, and some problems would show up. God, I laughed at him..."

Nicolai sneered: "But at the same time, our experience and skills will gradually rise and settle, our emotions will gradually become stable, get rid of impulse and madness, and make up for the deterioration of our body."

"So, compared to those in their 20s and 30s, our 40-year-old balance of experience and physical strength is the strongest and most terrifying stage of a veteran," the meteorite shook his head: "Don't After listening to some liars, I scorned myself."

"No, no, no, the military doctor said, once he is fifty years old..." The brunette knight disagrees:

"No matter how we increase our skills and experience, we will not be able to make up for the shortcomings of physical strength and physical deterioration. Every injury is a serious injury that is difficult to recover. The defects left behind in our youth are more like the curse of tarsal bones. You, from waking up and opening your eyes to lying down and closing your eyes, endlessly..."

Nicolai snorted slightly.

They are getting closer and closer to the palace gate.

"Although most of them are newcomers, I saw Gala and Lum." The knight's gaze swept across the guards on both sides of the palace gate: "Where is Byrne? He is not among us except you and Outside of Isaiah, is the man with the best official career, Lord Mike, who is an official?"

He knows Mike, and he knows Thales, a veteran of the Blade Guard, who thought silently.

The identity of the knight is ready to be revealed.

"Byrne has left," Nicolai said lightly: "Six years ago, the injury was too serious to do anything."

The brunette knight rolled his eyes lightly, with a funny expression: "Is that so serious?"

"Six years ago, Longxiao City lost more than just a king," the meteorite said lightly: "Sometimes inner wounds are more difficult to heal than physical ones."

In front of the palace gate, the brunette knight stopped.

"I have a feeling, sting," he looked at Nicolai with interest: "You are not the same as before, and you don't seem to hate you so much."

"And you're still as annoying as before." Nicolai replied mercilessly.

The knight laughed loudly: "This is worthy of our reputation as a "double shame"!"

Thyls almost frowned and listened to their conversation. It was unimaginable that someone could talk to Nicolai...

When Thales was distracted, unconsciously, the brunette knight and Nicolai had already walked in front of him.

"So, this is our dear Prince Star?" The brown-haired knight looked at the prince with interest.

Thyls let out a sigh of relief: "Hello, I am Thiels Canxing."

The brunette knight lowered his head and looked at the prince carefully.

However, just as the light-colored eyes of the brunette knight stared at Thales, the prince was suddenly excited!

A dangerous shiver spread from Thales' back to his shoulders.

The crime of Hell River began to roll.

Tyles looked back at the brunette knight with a solemn face, and raised the alert in his heart to the highest level: This is a feeling you would never have when confronted with Nicolai.

What's the matter?

It's like...like being watched by a terrible hunter.

Could it be that this guy full of strange talks is more than Nicolai...

"You know, I told Stinghead a long time ago that the imperial royal family is the darling of the gods, so their blood is golden," the brunette knight looked at the tense prince, laughed, and patted Take a picture of Nicolai next to him: "He doesn't believe him, he said he has the opportunity to verify it for me..."

Thyls frowned.

He remembered the unpleasant first meeting with the meteorite.

Nicolai coughed.

"Prince Thales is a distinguished guest of the Grand Duchess, and is here temporarily at the king's invitation." The meteorite interrupted the knight without hesitation: "Keep the necessary respect, Monty."

The brunette knight named Monty shook his head dissatisfiedly: "Okay, okay, Grand Duke...My God..."

He took his gaze back from Thales, but this guy was clearly not over yet.

"So, hey, kid," Monty bent down towards the prince, smirked passionately, arching his eyebrows three times: "That grandma, hehe..."

"Have you been to her yet?"

At that moment, Thales was stunned.

What?

"Monty!"

Nicolai shouted angrily, freeing Thales from his embarrassment.

"Take care of your mouth," the meteorite's palm was pressed on Monty's shoulder, his face gradually cooled, and his indifferent expression when he saw his old friend again: "Especially you also represent Qiyuan City ."

The brunette knight exhaled.

"Okay, I take that sentence back," Monty shrugged to get rid of the meteorite's hand with a funny expression, "You haven't changed."

Nicolai snorted again: "As a pioneer, I believe that you still have a job and my subordinates will take you to see the Grand Duke."

"Of course," Monty smiled and shook his head: "Your Excellency Ian's hospitality work is up to you."

After speaking, Monty turned his head again and took a deep look at Thales before he stepped out and walked towards the Palace of Valor with his companions.

Thyls stayed behind and looked at him silently.

"That's..." The prince scratched his head, it was hard to imagine such a strange person coming to Qiyuan City.

"Ned Monti," Nicolai replied succinctly: "The former Blade Guardian is now the lord of Qiyuan City."

Sure enough.

Former Blade Guard.

But the prince already has some ideas for this mission.

Don’t say anything else, just look at the sentence Monty asked him just now, whether it’s a joke or not...

Tyles squinted: There are no meaningless words in diplomacy.

That means...

"You have a good relationship with him?" The prince asked earnestly: "Grand Duke Ronnie sent him here to use his friendship with you?"

"If this is the case," Nicolai shook his head: "I'm afraid they will be disappointed."

"Ned Monty," Thales chewed on the name and narrowed his eyes: "He is great?"

"You mean, except for his stinky mouth?" Nicolai snorted softly: "Forget it, some boring person combined me, him, and the other three guys, what do they call... …"

"Five generals, right?"

Thyls reacted quickly: "It also includes the Burning Knights of the Black Sand Collar."

"So he, Monty also reached the extreme," Thales curiously said: "Who is better than you?"

Nicolai glanced at him, his eyes full of disdain.

"The extreme state, this name is always deified in the hearts of many people," Nicolai hummed softly: "But only when you go to the battlefield do you know that in a crowded fight, an extreme state can rise The effect will be greatly reduced."

"So, the extreme realm is more suitable for another sparsely populated job," the meteorite turned his head, his eyes narrowed: "Assassin."

Thyls remembered that six years ago, the assassin who fell from the sky waiting for an opportunity.

"I feel the same way." He replied dullly: "What does this have to do with Monty?"

Nicolai looked at Thales and said with profound meaning: "Although Monty is a fighter, he is responsible for the work closest to the assassin in the army."

Thyls moved slightly: "You mean..."

"He was recruited into the Blade Guard as an elite sniper crossbowman."

"Later, Kaslan was optimistic about his talent and trained him to be a scout sentry," Nicolai nodded: "Soon, Monty became the most terrifying scout in all Exeter. ~IndoMTL.com~ Our job is to face the enemy head-on, fight in blood, Monty is better at sneaking and hiding, making a sudden blow."

"Twenty years ago, Baishan, on the eve of the Battle of Deep Valley, he walked alone into the ancestor altar of the Elven King Court to spy on the enemy, leaving countless corpses along the way until the crow crow he learned was seen through, and he escaped. Go away."

"From then on, Monty got the nickname: "Dead Crow"."

The meteorite ended his words.

Thyls was thoughtful.

Death Crow.

It's really not a good name.

"You haven't said that, they are both'five generals'," Thales continued to ask: "Who is better than you?"

"He? Monty?"

Nicolai seemed to have heard the funniest joke. He looked in the direction Monty had left, and sneered: "Within ten steps, I can break his neck in five seconds."

Thyls's heart shuddered.

Not right.

"So," Thales, who heard the implicit meaning, asked empathetically with the principle of not making dead faces happy:

"What about ten steps away?"

Sure enough, in the next second, Nicolai faced the curious baby-like Thales and put on his worst face ever.

The meteorite lifted his arms, tilted his head aside, and snorted dissatisfiedly: "Humph."

Thyls' eyes widened and he scratched his hair.

Looking at Nicolai, who turned and left, he probably knew the answer.

So he sighed helplessly, and walked towards the Hall of Heroes.

At that time, Thales thought that Ned Monty was probably the weirdest and most special guy he had seen today.

Until one hour later, he and Selma were in the Hall of Heroes and saw their real guests, the heirs of the Knights' Code of Law family, and the official messengers from Qiyuan City...

Ian Ronnie.