Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 59: Headquarters

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Longxiao City, somewhere. Flash Dance Novel Network

This is a dim passage.

There is only a lonely unextinguishable lamp, barely illuminating the mottled and old dirt walls on both sides as if they are about to collapse at any time.

A young man sat silently by the inextinguishable lamp and looked at a dagger in his hand.

The narrow passage only allows two people to pass through, like a gap between two walls. The muddy ground is covered with dust, and it looks like no one has been here for a long time.

This is an underground tunnel hidden under the cellar of the chess room.

It's a shame that they can fix it.

The young man said in his heart.

It's just that I come to play chess every month, why didn't the guards of the Grand Duke who were in charge of searching and clearing the field find this place?

And... when this place was selected, Nicolai must have already checked the details of this place, right?

Da, da, da...

The sound of footsteps came from my ears.

The boy stopped his movements, slowly closed the daggers into the sheath, and buckled them back to the belt.

A line of words on the sheath flashed by under the uncertain light:

The king does not respect blood.

Da, da, da...

The sound of footsteps is getting closer.

Thyls sighed and turned to look at the other end of the dark tunnel.

Away from the light, there is only pitch black.

As the footsteps stopped, a figure loomed in the darkness.

"You should have a good rest, your lord, restore your strength," the visitor said lightly, with a brisk voice: "There is still a while."

The young prince snorted.

He stood up silently and patted the dust off his body: "This is not the same as we said."

Tyles looked at the familiar face of the person here, as well as those special dark red eyes, and said coldly:

"Raphael Lindbergh."

Following Thales' words, Raphael, a cadre of the secret branch of the Kingdom who had not seen him for six years, stepped out of the dark passage and showed his whole figure in front of the eternal light.

Thyls looked at Raphael carefully.

Six years of time did not seem to have brought much vicissitudes of life to this desolate man who lived on darkness.

He is still dressed in a white robe, with a chic posture and a self-assured manner. Only when he sees the flickering lights, he frowns subconsciously.

"Indeed."

"So this is not the perfect escape we imagined, even extreme adventure."

Raphael's dark red eyes swept across Thales, who was already a young man, with a calm expression: "But your majesty, whose fault do you think it is?"

Thyls' expression changed: "Whose fault?"

"Don't be foolish, Raphael, you know what I'm talking about."

"Five thousand cavalry marched into Qiyuan City from the desert to support the Freedom League," the prince said coldly: "It gave the people of the North a great surprise, didn't they?"

"And do you know how many people told me in advance to tell their hostage Prince about this?"

Raphael raised his eyebrows.

Thyls tugged at the corners of his mouth, shaking his fingers vigorously in the air, mockingly compared a number, and said: "zero."

"Zero! One, one, all, no, yes!"

"These are dozens of stupefied and terrifying men from the Northland, one, sing, sue, sue, me!"

Raphael looked above his head thoughtfully.

"Five thousand cavalry?"

He moved slightly: "Is the Northlander's intelligence like this?"

The indifferent attitude of the secret team made Thales annoyed.

"Why, do you want to tell me that the cavalry and the double star flag that almost killed me are fake and are faked by others?"

The prince shrugged and hummed dissatisfiedly: "And the kingdom didn't send soldiers at all?"

In the flickering light, Raphael glanced at him silently, then sighed slightly.

"Those troops are indeed real, and they were sent by the stars."

"But starting from the Western Wilderness, from Bladeya Camp, and westward into the desert, at most one or two thousand cavalry will end."

"As for the others, they are probably infantry or illusions created by them," Raphael laughed:

"Five thousand cavalry? Ha, that cost is enough to drain half of the kingdom."

The Desolate Man spread his hands, his sleeves are still long, and his wrists are firmly covered.

He is laughing.

He doesn't care at all.

Thyls told himself with staring eyes.

The displeasure in the prince's heart slowly rose.

"This is not the point, and it is not funny."

Tyles squinted and raised his fingers, his tone getting more and more serious: "You know, as the object of venting, I was almost torn to pieces by the angry northerners in the Hall of Heroes--"

In the dim vision, Raphael shook his head with a smile: "They wouldn't do that..."

But Thales ignored his interruption at all. Instead, he shook his fingers and suppressed his anger and continued: "--or was it held to Qiyuan City, tied to the two armies and forced the stars to retreat?"

The final volume of the prince was a little louder, quite harsh in the narrow passage.

Raphael looked at the prince steadily, and slowly reduced his expression.

"Your Highness, everything we do is to rescue you safely back to your country..."

"Yes, the way is to let the Northlanders hang me first, and then you come to collect the body," Thales sneered, ironically: "It's safe."

Raphael's expression changed.

"Believe me, Secret Branch has its own suitable means and arrangements," his tone gradually became serious: "But I can say with certainty that it is by no means the crude, direct and compelling way now."

The secret agent said coldly: "As I just said: Your Highness, whose fault do you think this is?"

Thyls didn't pay attention to the other party's rhetorical question at all, he sneered repeatedly:

"'Appropriate means and arrangements'? It's really exciting, like dragon blood six years ago, right?"

Raphael paused slightly when he heard the code of action that hadn't appeared in a long time.

The prince leaned against the wall, turned his head to one side, and said angrily: "The secret branch of the kingdom of heaven."

Raphael was silent for a long time.

Until he took a breath and spoke slowly:

"You are accusing us of concealing information, Your Highness, you think this accident is the fault of Secret Science."

Thyls snorted lightly.

"But on the other hand," Raphael's red eyes flashed a weird light, "You are to us..."

"Is it so unreserved?"

Thyls was taken aback for a moment, then turned back slowly.

Raphael stared at him with chilling eyes.

"As of noon today, we thought everything went well... We didn't know what you and Rumba did in the palace until the news came."

Raphael's voice also carries a certain sharp accusation: "Until I receive the news that you are out of the palace."

"We had to act urgently when we were caught flat-footed, and adopt the worst backup plan: take a risk and rescue you!"

Thyls didn't speak.

Raphael stepped forward slightly, his eyes staring sharply.

"For more than two months, since boarding the black sand-collared carriage, you have always known that Rumba has been lurking in the city, and you even reached a secret agreement with him to intervene in Dragon City and Exeter. Until the end you were transferred to the black sand collar."

Tyles' heart shuddered and felt bad. Flash Dance Novel Network

The Huangguren is indifferent:

"About these, about the conspiracy between you and Rumba, about why you were forced to cooperate with him, Your Highness..."

"How much did you tell us?"

Looking at Raphael's gaze, Thales suddenly felt a little palpitating.

Damn it.

Yes, the secret meeting between Rumba and I, planning for the little slick, these things, including the identity of the grand duke...

How could I tell you?

Tyles took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly.

He forced himself to calm down: "The matter between me and Heisha Ling was an accident."

Raphael moved his eyebrows: "Accident?"

Tales made a nuisance and nodded angrily:

"Yes, your accident was first, which caused my accident! Okay?"

"If you hadn't brought the five thousand-no, two thousand cavalry, the whole scene would take a turn for the worse, the Grand Duke would not be forced into desperation, nor would I be forced to ask Rumba for help!"

The prince hummed coldly, trying to turn the subject away.

No.

He said silently in his heart.

He knows.

To be precise, Thales prepared the record early: in the Hall of Heroes, their plan with Ian is likely to encounter accidents and fail to succeed.

In order to be slippery, Rumba is the hole card he must turn over when he is desperate.

Once this hole card is revealed, Secret Branch will definitely know.

Secret Branch will not sit back and watch, they will definitely take action.

Thyls patted the belongings that he had packed in his arms, and sighed in his heart: He was already prepared for the rescue of Secret Section.

This time, Raphael stared at him for a long time.

As if to discover some secret.

Thyls just turned his head in anger, acting like a sulking boy.

Finally, Raphael put away his scrutiny eyes.

Raphael said indifferently: "Then maybe you shouldn't have been involved so deeply in the affairs of Longxiao City?"

He looked at the prince with a different look: "Even if you have an unspeakable relationship with the grandfather, your Royal Highness."

Thyls was startled at first, and then he was at a loss: "Me, I and the Grand Duke..."

But when he became mad and angered, he immediately found a way to fight back and changed the subject: "Merry?"

"Hey, six years ago, I was not the one who kissed Miss Allende in public for a minute in the Palace of Valor!"

Raphael's face changed.

He frowned and coughed, shaking off some of the dust on his head.

The two were quiet for a while.

Thyls gasped in silence, hoping that this would cover up the other party's questioning.

"In short."

Raphael sighed sarcastically: "If you show some kindness, open your mouth a little, and tell us about Rumba in advance, these lowly people who ran and broke their legs in the secret department..."

"Then maybe we can respond earlier, and things won't be so bad?"

Thyls raised his eyebrows, opened his hands, and said "I have nothing to say to you".

"Very well," the prince made a cessation gesture, and he said, "I understand, there is no result in this situation."

"The discussion is over, that's it."

He turned around, leaned against the wall, shook his head and raised his arms.

Raphael did not speak.

Until Thales breaks the silence again:

"Hey, that black robe with two swords."

"When I fled into the chess and card room, I saw him fall into the siege of the guards," the prince said silently without looking back, "How is he?"

No.

Tyles said in his heart: Nicolai's former hand guards are not easy to provoke.

That person, in order to create a chance for himself to escape secretly under the chess and card room, he probably has...

Raphael frowned slightly, but said nothing.

Until Thales looked at him impatiently, Raphael sneered, "You didn't recognize him?"

Thyls was taken aback: "Who? That black robe?"

Raphael squinted and grinned: "Very well, if you don't even recognize his disguise..."

"Don't worry, he will be safe."

Thyls gave a gentle pause.

Pretend?

So...

The man in black robe, is someone I know?

Is it...

Tyles shook his head and eliminated the masked figure in his heart: impossible, that black robe is long and thin, holding two rapiers, it can't be him.

At this time, Thales suddenly remembered something, and he raised his head: "Assault the post house where the Rumba is located-is that also your means to attract attention?"

Speaking of this, Raphael's expression cooled.

"Yes, an impossible suicide attack," his voice was a little silent: "Any way to reduce the strength of your guards, we have thought about it."

Talston lives.

The light moved slightly, stretching the two figures on the wall.

After a while, the prince exhaled: "How many casualties?"

Raphael shook his head and said nothing.

Tyles' face also cooled.

The silence returned in the passage.

"I'm sorry." The prince held out this sentence for a long time.

Raphael closed his eyes and shook his head.

"They all know what they are going to do," the voice of Secret Branch's voice was sad: "For this operation, Secret Branch even gave up the headquarters in Longxiao City and sacrificed most of the intelligence lines."

Thyls raised his doubts: "Headquarters?"

Raphael nodded his chin, stretched out his finger and tapped on the irregular soil wall beside him: "Here is it."

Thyls froze.

He stared at the dim passage.

The prince wondered: "But here...Isn't this where I come every month, isn't it the basement of the chess and card room in the spear area?"

In response, Raphael nodded deeply, his expression returned to his former indifferent ease.

"Wait, you mean," Thales stared in disbelief and looked around: "The chess and card room above our heads, where I play chess every month, is the Longxiao City of the Kingdom Secret Division. Headquarters?"

"In the Spear District? Just a few steps away from the Palace of Valor?"

Raphael smiled.

He knocked again on the dilapidated earth wall beside him:

"You wouldn't think that the boss of the chess and card room just happened to be bored, so he built this tunnel under the cellar."

"You don't think that after you made a request to Longxiao City and was approved by the Grand Duchess, the Order Department official in charge of selecting the location just happened to report this newly opened chess and card room to Lisban? "

Thyls looked at Raphael in a daze: "So..."

Raphael showed his eyes and nodded affirmatively: "Yes, the safest place is under the eyes of the enemy."

"For example, the "Dragon Blood" six years ago, from the beginning of the operation, to the trimming, decision, planning, and even the final deployment of manpower and intelligence, forged Rumba warrants, entered the enemy's city gate, and found A self-proclaimed hapless prince came out and arranged to evacuate, and they were all contacted and prepared here."

Raphael glanced at him intently, then hummed and shook his head.

Thyls automatically ignored the words of the other party's "some unlucky prince" and silently surveyed the surroundings: mottled earth walls, deep passages, and lonely unextinguishable lights.

That's it.

In the past six years, all the secret messages I sent to the secret department were here...

"But Nikolai should have checked this place carefully, right? Nothing has been found out?"

The prince frowned and said: "Even every month when I come, the guards have to turn upside down, how can they miss this tunnel?"

Raphael smiled again.

"This was not a chess room before."

"This place, as the headquarters of the secret branch in Longxiao City, has supported countless espionage operations and sheltered countless star spies in the underground war between the stars and the dragon. It has been more than 160 years."

Thyls was slightly taken aback.

Speaking of this, the desolate figure of Secret Science has a lot of emotion: "During this period, no matter how big the action is, the place has never been lightly moved or exposed."

"If the meteorite really wants to find out anything, it's not until you turn over the record of the reconstruction of the spear area of Longxiao city more than a hundred years ago-by an architect from the Duchy of Anrenzo who married a niece of the star The construction, of course, was accidentally lost many years ago."

"As for why they couldn't find the tunnel--we are in the last escape route, which was dug decades ago, leaving the last layer of soil not dug through," Raphael thought Pulling back to the present, my eyes tightened:

"This morning, when we learned that there was an accident in the palace, I decided to get it through."

"Sure enough..."

Raphael paused, but didn't continue.

The headquarters that hasn't moved lightly for more than 100 years...

Thyls looked at him silently, but he was very embarrassed.

He frowned and asked, "So, under this ‘headquarters’...there are all connections?"

Raphael chuckled lightly.

The Huangguren looked at the second prince disdainfully, and sneered: "Why, you think the tunnel is so easy to dig, but the princes of the ancient Longxiao City, the heads of the darkrooms, including the current meteorite and his people, Is it a fool?"

"In those days, in order not to arouse suspicion, this tunnel was dug intermittently for several years, and it was almost discovered several times..."

"Otherwise, we would like to connect it with the secret passage in the city gate. Then we can even steal into the Palace of Valor and assassinate a great prince..."

Tyles took a breath and laughed.

Raphael snorted.

But he immediately shook his head again, and sighed deeply with emotion:

"However, because of this operation, here—the headquarters must be retired."

Thyls' eyes moved: Retired?

Raphael seemed to understand his gaze, plainly said:

"You have disappeared nearby. Although no one will find out for a while, the meteorite and his former blade guard will return to investigate sooner or later until they find something strange here. Not to mention the dark room and the Other forces, if these people let go of their struggles for you, it won’t be long before the truth can be traced."

"The headquarters will be exposed sooner or later."

Thyls frowned.

"If the headquarters is to retire, then those who retire with it must also include all the people, events, objects, channels, and locations that have been implicated with the headquarters for more than a hundred years, almost all of the secret branch here. "Raphael has dim eyes and hoarse voice:

"There is no doubt that Longxiao City will undergo a wave of cleaning after this incident."

"And for the 160-year-old Longxiao City headquarters, everything that the Kingdom Secret Division has operated here for more than 100 years will probably disappear."

Raphael snorted unclearly: "Because of this hasty and stupid plan."

"To save you."

Listening to what the other party said, Thales lowered his head silently, unable to say anything.

(End of this chapter)

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