Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 35: Ramon (Part 2)

Wiya looked at Putila suspiciously, but the latter just frowned and waved his hand secretly.

Lamon looked at the prince of stars incomprehensibly.

What is he doing?

Until Thales was smiling, staring at Ramon, rubbing his forehead.

He speaks slowly:

"Willow said that you are from the royal capital, Yongxing City? I checked the doctors' roster in the city hall...but why never heard your name?"

Putila frowned secretly: The prince has been staying in Mindis Hall since he was admitted. When has he been to City Hall?

Also looking through the doctor's roster?

God, there are hundreds of doctors in the entire royal capital, including neighboring territories and suburbs!

Ramon smiled awkwardly: "Oh, I only help some poor people with medical treatment and charge a meager fee...so probably not on the list..."

Thyls frowned slightly, then smiled.

"Poor man, isn't it?" The second prince asked unceremoniously: "Then I guess the place where you visited is probably Xiacheng?"

He continued to look at Ramon, rubbing his fingers on his forehead.

Ramon nodded unnaturally: "Ah, yes...many poor people live there...I used to be in the second district of the lower city..."

The second prince didn't let him go on, Thales let out a sigh of relief: "I also heard that there is the site of the Black Street Brotherhood?"

Ramon's breath choked unconsciously.

"Although it's not right to say that in front of you... but the gangs are rampant in Xiacheng." Ramon looked around warily, but didn't notice, he had already started answering Thales' step by step questions. .

Thyls gently turned his fingers and stared at Ramon uncomfortably: "Then you say, if they—the Black Street Brotherhood members are injured or sick, will they come to invite you too, dear Dr. Ramon’s diagnosis and treatment?"

After saying that, Thales showed the innocent smile that a seven-year-old boy should have, and looked straight at Ramon.

"How is it possible, those gangsters, we dare not deal with them." Ramon turned off the subject awkwardly: "Your Majesty, with all due respect, the situation with the gentleman in bed is not as good as we are..."

"Ah, isn't it," Thales suddenly smiled cheerfully: "But you don't think so in your heart."

Ramon was taken aback.

In my heart?

But Thales' next sentence made Ramon's eyes widen.

"You seem to have helped a lot of people from the Brotherhood?" Thales put one hand on his temple, and the other seemed to be desperately recalling something.

"Well, a guy with a knife, ah, that guy looks pretty cruel, but he doesn't like to talk very much... But gangsters, it’s normal to have such a person..."

Lamon suddenly looked strange.

Get the knife.

Relentless.

I don't like talking.

A figure that fits the description popped up in his mind.

But how could that kid...

Tyles stared at him playfully:

"What is his name... Leyoke?"

"It seems that I often find you to heal injuries. Looking at this picture, he is not a killer, right?"

Lamon's expression changed suddenly.

Lyyoke the killer.

The thirteen generals of the Brotherhood, a quiet killer who is as cruel to the enemy as he is to himself-Ramon has not less to take care of the terrifying wounds he left after those fierce battles.

But how does he know?

Putila and the others looked at each other.

What is going on here?

"Let me see, in the black decorated room, there is a still life painting of a fruit vase hanging on the fireplace..." Thales closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, as if trying to remember:

"Ah, a lot of blood, a stab wound on his left shoulder...God, he bit his teeth through the pain, clutching your collar tightly, and muttering "stinger" scorpion whip..."

"Who is the crying woman next to her? She looks very pretty...her name is... Belicia?"

Lamon gritted his teeth.

Isn't he a pampered prince?

How did he know that I helped Leyoke a year ago?

Leyok went to assassinate the target, but was ambushed by the Blood Bottle Gang.

Is it the secret branch information?

No.

Impossible... Ramon said with a cold face and thought with a chill:

Because of the big house on the Black Street, the details of the Leyoke room...

He knows so clearly.

Even I can hardly remember.

There is also Belicia crying beside...

"Don't stop, doctor," Thales rubbed his forehead, opened his eyes and smiled: "Think about it, who else in the fraternity have you treated? Are there any higher-level people? Hurry up and recall... Ah, that's right..."

Brotherhood.

Higher level...

Ramon found himself trembling slightly.

"A fat guy...what do you call him? Morris? Why does he always like to meet you at the back door of a bar? At first he brought an ugly dog, always smiling, and knowing you well?"

Lamon suddenly fell into an ice cave.

Morris, one of the Big Six?

For that matter, his direct contact is indeed Morris.

The secret meeting place is in the back alley of Sunset Bar...

But how is it possible?

Morris will confirm the safety there every time.

Unless...

He didn't want to think about that possibility.

Lamon tried to clear his mind, but Thales' words always made him recall the scenes in his memory.

"Let’s see some fun memories..."

Memory?

"Hey, this is a...big guy?" Thales grinned and slowly said: "He looks terrible, he doesn't look very good, but his temper is quite stinky."

"It's pitiful to hurt him in a place like under the crotch... I mean you, doctor! I want to heal him."

"Oh, it's because his father is fierce, right?"

Lamon showed the most incredible expression, looking at the mysterious second prince.

He even knows this?

"Think about it, what is his name? Oh, Roda?"

Thyls smiled softly:

"Is he your most troublesome patient?"

"Quaid Roda?"

Putilai, Wiya and others have more doubts.

Ramon opened his lips unconsciously, and his palms were sweaty.

Quide?

Rhoda's son?

His injury...It was indeed what I went to check and treat.

But this is only known to high-level cadres within the Brotherhood.

It couldn't be more secret.

How did a prince know?

Lamon looked at Thales blankly.

Tyles sighed, he let go of his right hand and stared at Ramon with a sneer.

"Don't be surprised, this is my ability."

"Yes, Dr. Ramon."

The next moment, Thales smiled and uttered a simple and effective word to the stunned Ramon:

"I can read my mind."

Lamon looked at Thales blankly, his brain blank.

Thyls continued to smile brilliantly: "You think, I own it."

Read the mind.

Putilai, Wiya, and Rolf, all opened their mouths and stared at the second prince in a daze.

Ada frowned, staring at the back of Thales' head.

Mind reading?

Lamon struggled, revealing the most incredible expression.

No.

Even in the Codex of the Soul Tower... Mind reading is the most untouchable area.

He is obviously only seven or eight years old, but he has such a...

No.

The fraternity doctor shook his head unconsciously.

Tyles turned his head and looked at Putila, Wiya, Rolf and others with shocked faces.

But on one side, Edda held her arms instead, with a suspicious expression on her face.

"Please keep it secret for me," Thales smiled brightly: "When he trained me to use this ability, he didn't want others to know..."

"But I trust you."

"Training...you?" Putila asked incredulously: "Who?"

"Who else?" Thales laughed happily and turned his head.

He looked at Ramon with a look of fear, and uttered a name easily and happily:

"Morat Hansen."

There was silence.

The audience looked at Thales dumbfounded.

As if he was some kind of monster.

Lamon looked at Thales in a daze.

Morat Hansen.

He knows the meaning of the name.

Lancer's teacher.

The nightmare of the stars for half a century.

The poisonous snake in the night.

The head of the secret branch.

No way.

The new prince of the stars, a student of the Black Prophet?

Of course, Thales secretly thought: Morat used this so-called "ability" to be more handy-after all, he could detect the other party's lies and assist in the next questioning.

Fortunately, he has a good bargaining chip.

Everyone in the audience reacted.

"You haven't said..." Putila frowned: "With the black prophet..."

"Ah," Thales sighed lightly: "You know, after all, powers like me are too rare."

"Let's come to the most direct part," Thales re-exposed the friendly seven-year-old boy, rubbing his forehead and smiling: "Come on, think about your true identity, Dr. Ramon."

"Do you mind letting me know?"

Ramon trembled slightly, staring at the ground blankly.

My identity?

No.

My identity.

That will expose...it will put the brotherhood...it will put that person...

No!

Can't think about it.

Can't think about it!

"That's right, so this is your identity." Thales rubbed his forehead, looked at Ramon who was nervous and lost, and smiled triumphantly: "No wonder I have read the roster, but I have I have no impression of the name."

"It turns out that you are not just a secret black doctor visiting the Brotherhood."

He squinted his eyes:

"You are a member of the Black Street Brotherhood."

"The nickname of the doctor..."

"Cobb Srka Ramon."

Ramon dropped his hands unconsciously.

My full name...

Tyles put down his finger and concluded.

There is only so much he knows-Thales told himself secretly.

I hope it works.

During the four years of the Brotherhood, a little beggar who was under the control of the dead, begged hard every day for the sake of warming up his livelihood...Always ignored.

Therefore, he, the former beggar Thales, can always unobtrusively learn many secrets of the Brotherhood.

For example, with a thin body, drilling through a dog hole, hearing Leyoke and Belicia’s goblins fighting-ahem-is to inquire into the secrets of their room, who called Leyoke's room in the corner of the big house, the most It depends on the periphery.

For example, watching in the back alley of the sunset bar every night, once it is confirmed that there is no one inside-such as Morris and his angry wolf dog -, they sneak in and go through the garbage for the day.

Of course, the most important thing is this strange-looking doctor.

Weird doctor Ramon.

He didn't appear much in the Brotherhood, and he covered his head every time.

But don’t underestimate the memory and recognition of beggars.

In order to survive, they must recognize the shape and posture of every passerby to get a bit of life.

Which is the poor, which is the rich, which is hard work, which is pampered, which can steal, which can only beg, which can’t even get close...not to mention that they are always beaten We say hello-who are our own people.

"When he appears, you just get away, understand?"—this is what Quaid said while holding a poor boy's collar.

Weird doctors always appear after the Brotherhood’s "big action", a smell of potion when they come, and a smell of blood when they go—obviously to treat the injured: one day he just finished digging the secret path and returned late Thales was lying secretly on the side of the road, seeing Lyok being carried back, and seeing the terrible blood-flowing wound on his shoulder.

Then what appeared was Ramon's figure.

Qier Thales, I remembered this figure at that time.

Prince Thales, also remembers this figure at this time.

And Quaid, who is often alcoholic—the name is so old that Thales almost forgot him—he would go to "check-ups" on a regular basis, but every time he came back, he brought the strange doctor with him. The unique smell of potion.

Every time Quaid came back from the “check-up”, he was also full of anger, drunk, and occasionally mentioned the full name of the strange doctor when he abused beggars.

Cobb Srka Ramon.

Thyls buried the memories of the past in his mind.

It's a pity, this amazing "mind reading"... only works for Ramon.

Ramon was sweating coldly.

But he was relieved.

Fortunately.

Fortunately, he did not read out my true identity...

The fatal secret...

"Wait,"

Thyls observed Ramon’s expression and shook his head:

"It seems that your identity is not that simple yet?"

Of course-Thales secretly thought: He only knows Ramon's name and nickname, but a guy who goes in and out of the Brotherhood and often meets with high-level people, how can he be a simple doctor?

"Does...do you have any other secrets?" he asked quietly.

Tyles looked at him with deep eyes, and the seven-year-old boy slowly raised his finger: "Come, think about it."

Ramon shivered involuntarily.

The scene is a bit weird.

An old man shivered in front of a nervous boy.

Others.

Secret.

No.

"No!"

Ramon cried out in horror.

He dared not look at Thales' eyes, and lowered his head in fear.

"I..."

"Please...please stop..."

"I..."

Tyles squinted.

"Don't be too surprised, I've seen a lot of expressions like you." Thales stretched.

"From the criminal," Thales turned his neck and whispered with satisfaction: "To the king."

Lamon bit his lips bitterly.

"To be honest." Thales stared at Ramon: "I am the prince of stars, the only heir of this country, and you are just a gangster."

"I am not interested in you at all."

"I don't want to care about your secrets either."

"It's just that for things that involve me..." He said lightly: "So,"

"Before I break up your botched lies and dig out your dirty little secrets from your big head... Dr. Ramon-tell me why Insist on following us north?"

"Save me from digging some boring things in your mind..."

Ramon was surprised.

Yes.

And those...

Secret.

"I understand, Your Highness," Ramon said bitterly, "I will confess my purpose..."

"Thank you for your cooperation. After all, this mind-reading ability is not easy to use...I can only maintain it for a short time," Thales sighed, put down his right hand, and said with a sly smile:" The next time I use it, I have to wait for tomorrow."

Lamon trembled slightly again.

"Oh, and you can start the diagnosis and treatment." Thales smiled and pointed to Jorah: "We wasted a lot of time."

Lamon lowered his head sullenly.

The others looked at their prince with different expressions.

As if I knew him for the first time.

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"Blood Bottle Gang? Necla and Katherine?" Thales frowned.

Rolf behind him shuddered unconsciously.

Catherine...

Sister head?

"Yes, I'm hiding from them," Ramon looked deep and mysterious. Holding the potion, scissors, and cloth strips in his hand, he was taking care of Jorah's injuries. He glanced at Thales from time to time and flashed his fear: " Of course, you have never heard of the names of these people..."

Thyls moved in his heart.

The red-clothed man in Nekra came to mind, fighting Eastron in the creeper manor.

"I have been chased by them for six or seven days. I just hid in the fortress-but they found that my position is only a matter of time. As long as I stay around, I will eventually be caught."

"Exter and the stars are about to fight again... I am alone in the field and meet any army, and I will not end up better than falling into the blood bottle helper..."

"So, when we came here and sought a doctor," Thales murmured, "You have a whim, expecting to leave Broken Dragon Fortress under our cover? When you get to Exeter, leave again. ?"

Ramon nodded bitterly.

Really suspicious.

Thyls secretly said.

A secret doctor who lives in the capital city, why did he come to the border between the two countries?

"A member was injured at the border," Ramon said silently, not daring to look at Thales at all: "I came here for treatment...but I was found by the Blood Bottle Gang."

No, Thales murmured: A gang doctor who is only in charge of healing wounds has really reached the point where the blood bottle gang mobilizes people to chase the border for six or seven days?

Some other secrets.

Unfortunately...I just told him that "mind reading" will not be available until tomorrow, otherwise you can scare him again.

Tyles nodded and said: "Continue the treatment. For your frankness, maybe I will reconsider it."

Ramon nodded sadly.

Tyles exhaled, he jumped off the seat, but suddenly felt a numbness in his legs.

Thanks to Wiya and Rolf's support, he will not fall.

Oops, for the sake of performance, I just sat for too long-Thales struggled to stand up.

Fortunately, the fluctuations that have appeared since "dead" once again spontaneously surged to soothe his numbness.

By the way, Thales beat his leg worryingly: This wave, this power, is also the source of trouble. Although I feel that it can instantly enhance his state, the magnitude seems to be a little small—just enough for him. Cut the rope.

And-Thales thought worriedly: What is it?

It's the kind of vision that opens up the thermal radiation detection, it looks very dazzling...

Thyls thought about it, and guided the wave of fluctuations around his eyes.

The magical vision reappeared.

He turned his head and saw light radiating inside everyone.

Ada is a dazzling white light, Wya is exuding a sharp gray mansions, Putila is covered with soft purple light, and Rolf is a continuous cyan shimmer.

These are different forces? vitality? Or is it an energy attribute?

Thyls experimented with vision curiously.

He turned to the room.

The next moment, Thales was stunned.

He saw the most incredible scene in the vision that the fluctuation gave him.

The light on Jora's body was flickering and dimming at this moment, like a dim light that was about to go out at any time.

But Ramon...

There is no dazzling light on Ramon.

But it seems to exude strange dark fluctuations one after another, forming resonance with the surrounding world.

But it's not this that surprised Thales.

I saw Ramon gently pressing on Jora's wound.

A series of obvious light particles gush out from Qiao La's flickering body and gather on Ramon's hand.

Those trembling light particles followed Ramon's hand and slid through Jora's wound while swinging.

One by one, the light particles penetrated into Jorah's terrible festering wounds.

Every point of penetration.

The light on Jora's body is steady~IndoMTL.com~brighter.

Like a dying patient, slowly recovering.

Thyls looked at Ramon blankly.

Others may not be real because of the light.

But in the vision that the fluctuation gave Thales, he could see clearly.

I saw Doctor blame in a corner in the dark, his lips trembling slightly.

It seems to be mumbling something.

As he muttered loudly and regularly, the light particles from Qiaola's body passed through Ramon's hand rhythmically, and then returned to Qiaola, completing a cycle.

Thyls frowned tightly.

This is definitely not a medical technique.

He told himself affirmatively.

Absolutely not.