Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 6: 6 and a half dollars

In the early morning, on an empty street, Thales panted heavily and walked through an alley to a larger gallop. Novel www.しWWX

Ada...

Ada, she... should be fine, even though it looks unreliable, in the birch forest, she has captured an extreme blood family alone.

I can't be distracted, thinking too much is useless, and it can't help-Thales desperately cast off the worries in my heart.

He suddenly felt thirsty.

Tyles grabbed a handful of snow, rubbed it and stuffed it into his mouth according to the old habit of beggars spending the winter on the streets.

The prince, who was grinning from the cold, shakes his chin in pain, raised his head and asked Xiao Slick: "Is this...is Xi Chi Avenue?"

However, the latter just bowed his head sullenly and said nothing.

Tyles turned the snow into water with great difficulty and swallowed it.

He looked at the sluggish little slippery head and was extremely worried.

From the tragedy in the palace, to the catastrophe of the disasters, to the assassination of the king and the blood at hand, this terrible night has scared the poor child.

For her, this is too...

Don't say it's a slippery head—even if you are yourself, isn't it on the verge of collapse?

All this, how did it all start?

Rumba, he has planned everything since he sent troops to **** him north to Longxiao City. The purpose is to assassinate the king and initiate a coup?

How did he do it?

If the army of two thousand people set off in the name of escorting oneself, it would not have been noticed... Then when he led the army into the city, could it be that the vassals and the civilians inside and outside the city, Are soldiers and bureaucrats ignorant?

King Nunn looked like a very shrewd king, and the disturbing old Kashan was not a simple character, how could they allow their kings to have such a fatal safety omission.

Unless...

Thyls remembered the terrible answer.

No way.

He swallowed his throat slowly, and continued to walk with his little slippery head, and at the same time decided to think from another angle.

I brought in magicians, didn't I.

The accident caused by Giza and Ashida directly ruined the entire shield area and involved most of the energy of Dragon City.

Yes, that's why King Nunn left the Palace of Valor and came to the shield area—so, when the king was assassinated, I was the one who had to carry it?

Thyls was taken aback by his thoughts.

If it is really because of me and Giza, then Rumba's luck is too good!

The second prince looked at his embarrassed appearance and sighed: This is the legend: self-inflicted, can't live?

Thyls rubbed his forehead fiercely. Even the "super-powered" brain, which is usually easy to use, felt a little uncomfortable at the moment.

He sighed and had to let go of these things for a while, beat his spirits amid extreme fatigue and embarrassment, and **** for the way forward.

This should be Xi Chi Avenue-if I remember correctly, this neat and empty street is Kai District.

Ada said that as long as you go through it, you will reach the cordon for disaster, where you should be able to meet people from the royal capital.

Thyls hesitated about this.

But she also said that those patrols, or the guys in patrol costumes, are very suspicious. I don't know how many people are loyal to Rumba.

It's best not to believe it.

Even people who are loyal to Walton can easily expose their information to Lombard.

And King Nunn, who was once majestic, can no longer protect them.

Oh.

It's really ironic. He took the granddaughter of King Exter, but managed to escape in the capital of the North, and he couldn't find anyone he could trust.

The most urgent task is to find a credible person, seek help, return to the Palace of Valor, return to Putila, and inform the people in Longxiao City who are still loyal to Walton.

Tyles paused.

He looked at a sign on the corner of the street not far ahead, his face changed and he remembered something.

Being King Nunn can no longer protect us...

On the signboard in front, a black short-handled dagger was painted. Under the signboard was a huge wooden window closed tightly, with an extremely narrow door on one side.

Tyles squinted his eyes, and a previous conversation floated through his mind.

[If you encounter a crisis that cannot be turned around in Exeter... Even King Nunn can't save you...]

Thyls' eyes lit up.

It's here.

The next moment, he pulled the little slicker towards the signboard.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Thyls struck **** the big wooden window under the sign of the dagger.

Although the residents have been evacuated under the martial law, if the owner here really "does things that violate the law from time to time" as he heard...

No response.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Thyls knocked three more times.

Still no one responded.

The prince frowned and held out his hand again.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Amidst the louder knocks on the window, Xiao Shua seemed to come back to her senses, and saw her ask in a daze, "Ah...Where are we?"

"A butcher shop on Xichi Avenue," Thales said briefly: "Is there anyone? We need help!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

He knocked on the window several times.

However, there is still no response.

Tyles' original expectations slowly fell.

Oh.

He looked at the sign and sighed.

Probably also was evacuated.

Under the little slick eyes, Thales pulled her up in disappointment and turned to leave the butcher shop.

But he just took a step, he was taken aback, and stopped.

"What's the matter?" Xiao Slick asked dumbly.

Thyls turned around abruptly and yelled to the sign with the dagger:

"Six and a half dollars!"

No response.

Tyles gritted his teeth and shouted again:

"Six and a half dollars! Hey! Six and a half dollars!"

Probably shouting loudly, Thales panted and patted his chest.

But there is still no response.

On the empty street, there are only two of them.

Thyls lowered his head in disappointment.

Forget it.

Probably he...

Just now.

The sound of a wooden board rubbing, then the sound of the door bolt opening.

"Pattern."

Little Slick hid behind him subconsciously, while Thales raised his head in surprise.

The wooden window opened.

Yes...

Is anyone here?

In the window, a black-haired, dark-eyed, flat-faced man stared at them with an unkind expression.

Make Thales feel hairy.

Wait.

This is a...

Far Eastern?

"Who are you?"

"How did you know this?"

The Far Eastern man’s words have a clear Northland accent, and his tone is a bit impatient, as if he is facing a lot of trouble: "Six and a half dollars?"

Thyls was taken aback for a moment.

Someone...

Someone!

He stared at the man from the Far East, until the other man was about to close the window, Thales reacted, excitedly: "Wait... that... we are, we are friends of Kaslan! "

"Kaslan told us this word! He said that when we need help, come here and say this code..."

The Far Eastern man squinted his small eyes, as if to look at them carefully.

"You are, it's that..." Thales scratched his head, desperately recalling the encounter in the Hero Tavern. After a few seconds, he finally picked out those few words from his mind: "It's Mr. Gu, yes. Huh!"

"We need help!"

Man from the Far East-Gu said nothing, still staying in the shadow behind the window, watching them quietly.

"Please!" Thales was anxious.

After a moment, Gu grin opened the corners of his mouth.

"Caslan's friend, isn't it?" The man in the Far East hummed softly, and said slowly:

"Come in."

————

At the junction of the armor zone and the shield zone, a thrilling battle between the extreme realms has begun.

"Call—"

The sword is sharp.

Ada rises in the air and rushes towards Kaslan.

Her scimitar made an arc and swept over the tip of the latter's nose.

The former commander of the Blade Guard leaned back calmly, and the expressionless Kaslan flashed a knife across his head calmly.

Although the blade is only an inch from his nose.

"Leap in battle, this is suicide."

Caslan said indifferently, he instantly danced the two-meter soul-slaughtering gun, but he did not feel cumbersome or sluggish at all.

The spear was even bent by him!

The wind howled.

The tip of the gun, like a life, flung it sideways at the elf.

Like many extreme masters duel, just a few seconds, offensive and defensive changes instantly.

"That's for humans." Edda said disdainfully in the air.

The next second, with incredible flexibility, she climbed up the front part of the Soul Slaughter Gun with one hand, exerting a slight force on her hand.

The dark tip of the Soul Slaughter Spear passed dangerously through her ears.

Ada hung his whole body on the spear, like a erratic clothing, as Kaslan danced and rose into the wind.

Caslan's arms surged with incredible power, and the spear shook!

Ada seemed to have been hit hard and flew off the spear.

Caslan's spear did not stop at all, like a viper attacking again, piercing the air and attacking Edda's waist in the air!

But Edda once again showed bat-like dexterity, and saw her leaning back in the air, pulling her legs back, bending into a "C" shape.

"Peng!"

The gun head broke through the air, making an explosive sound.

However, Kaslan's life-threatening spear just pierced the hollow area of ​​Edda's "C" posture, passing her back.

A clever and clever piercing into the air.

Caslan frowned, and the spear shook again!

Ada stretched his left hand back again, and put on the handle of the Soul Slaughter Gun, and followed the direction of Kaslan's spear, flung his compliant body like a slingshot!

With the left hand as the center of the circle, she seemed to be swinging on a swing, swinging on the Soul Slaughter Gun for a time, and then flying backwards by the inertia of centrifugation.

If Thales were here, he would probably shout in amazement: "You can play horizontal bars!"

The elf rolled over a somersault in the air and landed steadily.

"Boom!"

The tip of Caslan's spear fell to the ground and plunged into the stone brick.

This thrilling round ends here.

Ada stood up holding her machete, and the cloak had fallen to the back of her neck in the violent movement just now, revealing her silky, bright white hair braided.

Kaslan turned his spear, his face unchanged, so he could take care of it.

"I have fought against the enemies of White Mountain, and I have also seen the servants of the Deep Twilight Kingdom," the old man in the tavern said slowly, "but your skin color... is neither a white elf nor a nightmare elf."

Ada raised her head, revealing her delicate girlish face and a pair of beautifully curved sharp ears.

"You are a holy elf, are you?" Kaslan exhaled lightly, adjusting his gun posture: "Of course, I have never seen the high elf and gray elf of Donglu, but I think you Only if he is from the Kingdom of the Sacred Tree, will he protect the prince of the stars."

"Quite a good guess," Edda sneered, looking at Soul Slaughter Gun in her eyes full of jealousy, "Boy in the North."

Caslan nodded and smiled.

"The Holy Tree Kingdom is indeed a generational ally of the Star Kingdom and royal in-laws," the old man sighed: "It actually provides them with extreme protection?"

Ada's face changed.

"Bah, baah," the elf shook the scimitar with an uncomfortable expression: "What guards! I am them—the boys begging grandpa, telling grandma, looking for dad, mom, paying a lot of money Please come to the extreme master!"

Caslan frowned.

"The lifelong honorary instructor of the Royal Guard of the Stars!" The elf pointed the scimitar at himself, and said proudly: "Ada Lola Carter Gisele Dulitos..."

But Ada's words seemed to be stuck and stopped in the middle.

Her silver pupils turned around, and finally threw them to the ground in frustration.

"Oh, I can't remember the name...whatever you want."

But Kaslan's expression became serious.

"So that's it, it's the instructor of the Royal Guard." The old man raised the tip of the gun and looked at Edda's eyes differently: "Our Blade Guard used to say that apart from the Glacier Watch, if there is anyone in the world Only troops are enough to compete with the elite White Blade Guards and the "Dragon Guards" head-on..."

Caslan sighed, his eyes filled with nostalgia:

"Then there are only you, commonly known as the "Emperor's Guard"-the Royal Guard of the Stars."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! /

Kaslan frowned when he heard the words.

"They are all qualified fighters, good boys," the old man said sadly: "They just encountered the worst times and the worst destiny."

Ada snorted coldly: "You really dare to say that-the famous'Shake Earth' seems to be a traitor."

Caslan closed his eyes tightly.

"Let's finish this battle...If it is too long, our people will arrive, and then there will be no chance for a fair fight." His voice was extremely tired.

Ada was silent, just staring at him coldly.

"Dragon Guard and Emperor Guard have not met many times in history-I fought with your Saker once when I was young, so I am very honored," Kaslan opened Eyes, solemn and authentic, white hair gleaming in the dim light of dawn: "Instructor Edda."

"Sacuel?" Edda's face changed, as if recalling: "Is it a runny donkey-faced **** kid who is lazy on the training ground every day... By the way, I used to punish him physically... …"

"He is the famous ‘penal knight’ of the stars," Kaslan smiled memorably: "Since twelve years ago, I have never heard from him again."

Ada's face darkened.

"That guy, in the prison of bones in the Western Wilderness," the elf sighed: "I guess he won't be able to get out in this life...that stupid boy..."

Caslan was startled slightly.

"Really..." the old man murmured.

"It's a pity." Caslan closed his eyes regretfully: "He is really a good opponent."

The next moment, the battle will start again.

Caslan's spear was launched without warning, and three shots were shot instantly!

They all aimed at Edda's leg.

"Peng! Peng! Peng!"

The tip of the gun hit the ground three times, stirring up countless rubble.

But Edda danced a strange and graceful dance step, stepping on six steps in succession, and each step just avoided the stabbing of the Soul Slaughter Gun.

Amidst the splashing of the rubble, Edda did not retreat, but stepped on evasive steps and approached Kaslan!

Change offense and defense.

"Huh!"

Before the spear could be retrieved, Edda used a splendid knife to cut Kaslan's head.

The legendary commander of the Blade Guard turned calmly to dodge.

His experienced eyes never leave Edda's shoulders.

Sure enough, with Edda's movements, the knife light folds three times in the air!

Every time, he turned in the direction that Caslan was about to dodge.

However, Kaslan still relied on his superb eyesight and intuition to flash past the dangerous knife light of these three turns.

The wind of the knife swept across the old man's face.

Take away a pinch of his gray hair.

Caslan's spear was finally recovered. The old man raised his arms, and the spear opened a big circle around him!

"Tear!" The rubbing sound of the gun tip dragging on the ground came harshly.

But Edda has already two backflips, jumping out of the attack range of the Soul Slaughter Gun.

The tense round of offensive and defensive exchange is over, and the two polar worlds stop again.

"Good flexibility and agility," Kaslan sighed: "Good combat awareness, very steady swinging of the knife, and light footing."

"The dual advantages of elves and women are really brought into full play."

Ada gave a chuckle, carefully watching the other's face.

"If you underestimate a woman, you will suffer."

The two stood on both sides of the street, staring at each other quietly, raising the fear in their hearts to the highest level, and calculating the next battle in their hearts.

"How dare," Kaslan respectfully said: "After all, I am also a person who lives in the same era as the Heart of the Rain."

"But these are all qualities that elves should possess, not surprising." The old man said lightly.

Ada's pupils shrank slightly.

"What surprised me the most," Kaslan observed the ground, focusing on the three holes just drilled: "It was you who responded to every attack and defense against me in the right way. Procrastination, almost perfect."

"Ah," Edda shrugged, and a pair of pointed ears shook slightly: "I'm great."

"Haha, isn't it." Kaslan's expression changed and a hearty smile appeared.

"The attack on your legs is to suppress your agility."

"To stir up rubble is to hinder your dexterity."

"The last spear ring sweep is intended to seize the opportunity of your approach and start killing."

The old man nodded approvingly: "But you cleverly avoided the stab from the leg, and you rushed back, and while cleverly dodge the gravel behind, you launched a counterattack, and even the final sweep was just right. Avoid it."

Caslan raised his head and looked straight at Edda.

"My three goals are linked together, but none of them have been achieved."

"This can no longer be explained by reaction or experience," he slowly shook his head: "Even if it is Shao He's'Heart in the Rain', facing my attack, it is impossible to be so relaxed."

"There is only one answer left."

Ada's expression remained unchanged, but the scimitar in his hand was slowly squeezed tightly.

The three sets of combos just now are indeed very spicy.

But...

I only heard Kaslan sigh with emotion, with a sigh of ups and downs in his voice: "You knew my next moves and plans in advance, so you made a perfect response, right?"

Ada's face changed.

No way.

This old man...

How long did we fight each other?

Caslan chuckled softly.

In this second, it seems that the legendary "Shake the Earth" has returned to the battlefield when he was young.

"I heard that the chance of abilities appearing in elves is much higher than that in humans-it's really interesting, isn't it," the old man shook the Soul Slaughter Gun again, his eyes burning with something he hadn't seen in years Fighting intent, "It also has a wide variety of styles, and various unique abilities."

Ada's face sank completely~IndoMTL.com~ Before, I only focused on the murderous soul-killing gun.

But now, compared to Soul Slaughter...

She underestimated this "earth-shaking".

I used to hear that after he left the Tower of End, he led the Blade Guard and had a legendary reputation on the battlefield without fail.

But...

Only listening to Caslan's eyes flashing, but his tone is calm and idiomatic:

"But I did not expect that there would be such a magical ability."

Ada sighed.

"Instructor Edda, you are a supernatural person-no, you are in the extreme realm, so you must be called a superb warrior," Kaslan looked at Edda's silver pupils, in an unquestionable tone. Definitely authentic:

"You can read your mind.