Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 7: Choose who you want to be

"Boom!"

Two big bowls of hot broth were slammed on the table by Gu.

Thyls and Xiao Slick, who were washing their faces in the cold water beside them, raised their heads blankly and looked at Gu without expression.

The hunger that was previously covered by panic and horror suddenly returned to the belly of the second prince.

"I specially used eternal oil for heating--the smoke will dissipate indoors, and no one will find us," Gu said lightly. He sat down opposite the two of them, his thick eyebrows on his right slightly raised, as if Don't have deep meaning: "Of course, it's not cheap, I will keep the account."

Little Slick's belly rang just right.

The girl looked at the boy next to her timidly—Tyles swallowed.

"What's wrong?"

Gu looked at the two dumb children, frowned, and said impatiently: "Are you still waiting for me to offer a napkin and wine respectfully, my noble master and lady?"

The voice fell.

Tyles and Xiao Huatou looked at each other and blinked at each other.

In the next second, the two of them are like horses loosening the reins, and both leaped on the chairs, picked up their respective broth, and slurped and drank.

"Don't worry," Gu looked at the two of them gorging themselves and sighed:

"Wait for you to fill up your stomach, then talk about business."

In just a few minutes, the two extremely hungry children drank their respective broth, leaned together on the stool, touched their swollen belly, and gasped for breath.

Little Slick also burped, and lowered her head timidly.

Thyls exhaled contentedly.

"So..." Gu put his right hand on the back of his left hand, tapping slowly with his fingers like waves.

"I, we need help!" Without waiting for Gu's words, Thales lifted his head and said anxiously.

"Yes, I can see that..." Gu looked at him, his eyes showed contempt: "Say something I don't know."

Under Thales’ gaze, Gu didn’t care about authenticity:

"For example, this chaotic night—it's early morning. Why would two children wander around in the area that should have been evacuated?"

"Even more embarrassed than a bereaved dog?"

Thyls was startled slightly, and subconsciously said: "We..."

But his words stopped abruptly, and the prince opened his mouth hesitatingly and closed it again.

The experience and intuition since becoming a prince tell him that if you tell the information and information you know, sometimes the exchange is not necessarily sincere and understanding: look at Serena and Black Sword.

"We are in trouble," Thales took a deep breath, earnestly said: "We need to go to the Palace of Valor without notice, can you help us?"

"We will pay you!"

Gu's fingers stopped moving. He clenched his hands and stared at Thales motionlessly.

The man's eyes were calm, like a lake without wind and waves, but Thales was flustered for no reason.

He had to sit up tightly.

This Far Easterner...

How do you feel weird?

Just when Thales felt almost unable to hold on, Gu finally spoke slowly:

"Heroes Palace?"

"Is it another scene of aristocrats fighting for power and profit?"

Gu cocked the corners of his mouth, revealing an intriguing sneer.

The dark eyes of the man from the Far East were extremely deep, which made Thales unable to see his pupils clearly.

"Secretly go from the armored area to the Palace of Valor, do you know how difficult it is? Distance, slope, city gate, road ban, and the martial law cordon from yesterday to now..."

Gu looked at Thales in the dim light:

"I can make room to take you in, but I will quietly send you to the Palace of Valor, and I am still involved in the political struggle of the upper-class nobles?"

The Far Easterner shook his head, the coldness in the corner of his eyes made Thales shudder: "Sorry, Kaslan's favor is not that big yet."

He refused.

Tyles turned his head and glanced worriedly at Xiao Slick.

They can't just stay here, just wait and die.

Rumba's actions, Nunn's assassination, their accidents, these things are all needed...

"What about the contact?"

Thyls raised his head and said nervously: "You can't send us there, but can you help us contact some people?"

Under Thales' worried gaze, Gu smiled.

"Although it's not easy, it's not impossible," Gu squinted his eyes: "Who is the message to?"

Thyls' eyes lit up.

However, he opened his mouth, and Gu interrupted as soon as he reached his mouth.

"Choose carefully, boy, don't choose those who I have to stand at the gate of the Hall of Valor to reach out. Also," Gu Wei lowered his head slightly, his eyes were shrouded in darkness due to the light. Just listen to him with a little deep meaning and authenticity:

"If your situation is really dangerous, it's best to find someone who is trustworthy and unobtrusive. After all, I don't want to get in trouble."

Listening to Gu's words, Thales was startled.

The first thing he just thought of was Putila.

Ada said that the deputy envoy mobilized people to find himself, then maybe he can send someone...

No.

The prince shook his head in his heart.

Thyls doesn't know how tightly Rumba's control is in Longxiao City, but if the situation is really as bad as expected, then the Star Mission headed by Putila will definitely become Rumba's focus.

Especially after disasters are raging, they will be very conspicuous now that all districts are under martial law. Even if they find this place, the chance of being intercepted by the enemy on the way is very high.

Similarly, people who are loyal to King Nunn—such as Nicolae are the same.

He needs another person.

Thyls frowned: a man he trusted, a suitable candidate who had a secret agreement with him and King Nunn but was neutral on the surface, so unobtrusive.

Best, there are some means and ways to avoid being weak after getting the news.

Tyles' pupils gradually focused.

"In fact," Thales took a deep breath and looked at Gu: "I happen to have such a candidate, and he has a wide range of news channels-you can definitely reach him."

Gu's eyes stayed on him.

Five seconds later, the Far Easterner slowly nodded.

Thyls breathed a sigh of relief.

A few minutes later, Gu put on his cloak and stood at the door.

"I don't know how long I will go. After all, it takes time to find a way—maybe dozens of minutes, maybe longer," the man from the Far East said solemnly: "Before this, stay well and don't disturb the store in my shop. Stuff."

Thyls can only nod his head to show that he knows.

Gu watched by the wooden window for a few minutes. After confirming the situation, he closed the doorknob with his hand.

"Mr. Gu," the light flooded into the butcher shop. When he was about to go out, Thales suddenly said, "Thank you."

Gu showed a strange look and glanced back at him.

The Far Easterner nodded with a smile.

But Gu’s last address before leaving the house made Thales shocked.

"Please be patient," I saw Gu turned around and heard a faint sentence:

"Your Royal Highness the Prince."

As soon as the voice fell, Gu closed the small door, leaving the butcher shop in the dark again.

Only Thales was left, blankly stunned.

His Royal Highness turned his head and looked at each other with the little slipper at the table.

So, he already knew my identity?

Will never ask.

Looking at the small door behind Gu disappeared, Thales sighed in pain, clutching his forehead.

Is a sloppy child running around the street conspicuous?

Aishida, Hei Jian, Gu... Why do you feel that everyone knows him the first time they see him?

Tyles turned around, looked at the cutting boards and eviscers around him, and shrugged helplessly and frustratedly.

He struggled to climb up the chair by the dining table, picked up his wooden cup, and took a sip of water.

His peripheral light caught a glimpse of the little slippery head on the side.

I saw the girl staring at the desktop blankly, her face blank.

Thyls sighed silently in his heart.

"Sleep for a while," Thales put down his water glass and said, "You should be very tired."

"Huh?"

Xiao Hua's head was suddenly awakened, waking up from a trance, and staring at Thales blankly.

Tyles pursed his lips and shook his head helplessly.

"You need to rest, we may have to hurry up for a while." Seeing the girl who is not in the mind, Thales tried to use the softest tone of voice.

However, Xiao Shuatou just stared at him blankly.

"Thyls," the little girl said, "I feel like I'm dreaming."

Little Slick lowered his head: "A nightmare, an endless nightmare."

Tyles' breathing suddenly stagnated.

The little slick voice whispered: "First it was Miss Alex, then the monster in Longxiao City, now it is Majesty Nunn..."

The girl's eyes behind the glasses suddenly filled with crystals.

"When will all this... end."

Tyles closed his eyes, unspeakably dull and sad.

She is just a child.

Bikolia, Brian, and Cinti are not a few years older.

She was forced to witness it all.

"It's coming soon."

Thyls heard himself erratic and idiosyncratic: "Soon, all this will end... It will be all right..."

However, in his own heart, a gloomy voice was saying another word for him.

No.

From the moment you become Walton, all this...

It will never end.

He heard that he said against his will: "When you and we return to the Walton family and those who are loyal to Walton, we will be safe. For whatever purpose, they will definitely protect the blood of the Dragonlance family. ……"

Little Slick trembled when he heard the words.

Her crying voice became more and more obvious: "Tyles, I, I don't want to be, to be Selma, I am not Walton... I can't do what Majesty Nunn said about me..."

Thyls didn't speak, just clenched his fists and looked at the underground.

"Really," Little Slick sucked her nose, her eyes flushed, "I'm just a little maid picked up from the pile of orphans, not...not Miss Walton."

Thyls still said nothing.

"Also, I am a girl."

"This is the Northland. Never in history...Neither a noble nor a commoner would allow me to allow a girl to become a grand prince," Xiao Qiantou took off his glasses and shook his head in pain:

"You let me go, I can't follow your Majesty's words, tell you...I will mess up, I don't understand anything!"

Looking at the sobbing little slippery head, Thales slowly raised his head:

"Yes."

Slicky sobbing stopped abruptly.

"What?" She raised her head, and asked in a puzzled cry.

Thyls said indifferently: "You can go."

Slicker was stunned.

"King Nunn has passed away, Nicolai knows his life or death. As for Mike..." Thales looked at her calmly, jumped off his chair, and stepped forward: "Now, no one will force you to become Selma Walton."

Tyles approached slowly.

Little Slick shrank back towards the chair with a little surprise.

"You still have a chance to stay away from all this: Longxiao City is in chaos, and a missing maid won't attract attention," Thales continued with a skeptical gaze: "Not to mention what happened in the Palace of Heroes So many things..."

Slicker sniffed sharply.

"Really?"

The girl's voice was a little bit of surprise, but this kind of surprise then turned into panic and timidity: "But... why are you..."

Tyles stopped and stood a few steps away from her chair.

He loosened his clenched fists, looked directly at the girl's green eyes, and raised the corners of his mouth.

"Because you are you."

"Perhaps sometimes there is little room, but everyone can and should choose who they are..."

Thyls closed his eyes lightly and opened them quickly.

"You will be the person you choose to be."

At that moment, Ashida's questioning of him flashed in his mind, the story Ms. Jini told him, the confession of Yordel in the Shadow Realm, and the Gilbert Station. The excited expression in front of the portrait of the Three Kings, and the lonely figure of Kessel in the Tomb of Can Star.

Thinking about him, he continued quite unconsciously:

"Although, we are always forced to be by living, by others, by society, by ubiquitous power...the people they want you to be."

Slicker looked at Thales in a daze, watching the strange boy with a bitter smile.

The clean girl blinked her eyes and asked subconsciously: "Like...becoming a prince?"

Tyles' eyes narrowed.

He looked at Xiao Shua head quietly, and sighed silently: "Yes."

"Like a prince."

"So, if you want to escape, want to give up, want to stay away, I won't stop - even help you."

Xiao Qiantou seemed to have been frightened and stupefied, she looked at Thales motionlessly.

The second prince sighed.

The words of Kessel sounded in his ear:

Starting from being named the star, fight for the stars, die for the stars, and... live for the stars.

His gaze refocused and shot directly into the eyes of Little Slick.

"But before that, do you think about who you are and who you want to be?"

Little Slick's eye sockets are slightly widened: "What?"

Tyles shook his head, ignored her doubts, and continued on his own:

"Are you a slick? A little maid doing homework? A book fan in the library? Selma Walton? The innocent one who got involved in all this?"

Little Slick head froze in place, and his breathing slowly became disordered.

"In the eyes of Alex, you are her humble maid. In the eyes of King Nunn, you are the last son of the Waltons. In the eyes of the Queen of Sky, you are not wearing her glasses. Funny girl who knows herself," Thales said calmly: "But in your own eyes?"

"Who are you?" He asked the question from the first time they met.

Slicky eyes are getting more and more confused.

"Because of temporary fear or past habits, I chose to become a little slippery, and because of temporary vanity, I chose to become a Walton lady, or because of temporary pressure I chose to escape all of this—in my opinion , There is no difference in essence, none of which is what you really want. You are forced to become someone you are not ready to be at all."

In an instant, silence and silence enveloped this little butcher shop.

Little Slick sat blankly on the chair, looking at Thales standing in front of her.

The eyes are filled with confusion and fear.

"What about you," A few seconds later, Xiao Hua's head was a person struggling out of the water, raising his head blankly, trying to find a straw for life: "Who do you think I am? Shouldn't I be? The little maid?"

"You?"

Thyls smiled.

He shook his head: "You are unlucky, you are the hapless person who got involved in these troubles with me."

Xiao Huatou's eyes darkened, and he lowered his head and pouted.

Thyls looked into her eyes and exhaled softly:

"But you are also a brave and strong girl who has experienced nightmares and **** with me, and is still a girl who has persisted all the way to the present."

Thyls smiled both bitterly and comfortingly.

"If you become the Grand Duke--in my opinion, whether it is King Nunn or Grand Duke of Lombard, you are much better than them."

Little Slick raised her head again, her eyes flashed with surprise and surprise.

"In my opinion, you are not unprepared to become Walton."

Under the gaze of the little slick, just listen to Thales continuing:

"You have been reading in Nicaru's library for many years, memorizing the books inside, and treasured the historical allusions. You did your homework for Alex, maybe even more competent than her, and..."

Thyls thought of yesterday's events in a faint, as if it had been years ago, and the picture in his memory has turned yellow.

"Faced with such a monster, even in the most desperate times, when I was most dangerous, you never left me-even if the final outcome might be painful death."

The prince looked into Xiao Slick's eyes.

Little Slick pursed his mouth and wiped the tears on his face.

"Tell you another secret." Thales started.

Xiao Huatou blinked.

In front of Thales' eyes, a sturdy figure appeared, as well as those sky-blue eyes.

"When I became a prince, my... father also asked me similar questions," Thales' eyes drifted, his thoughts were no longer in this butcher shop, but drifted away. Everstar City:

"'Are you ready?'—that's what he asked."

He chuckled unconsciously.

"How do you answer?" Xiao Slick asked expectantly.

Tyles rolled his eyes and looked back at her: "I said, ‘No’."

"And then," the girl's eyes lit up: "How did your father react?"

Thyls looked at Xiao Slick's eyes silently, motionless.

Until the latter turned her head a little embarrassingly.

In a few seconds.

Thyls sighed:

"He said,'It's okay.'"

"Because, ‘fate will help you prepare.’"

"That's what he told me."

Little Slick head is startled.

Tyles exhaled from his nose, as if he had just removed the greatest shackles.

The prince showed the most confident smile he thought.

"So, don't worry, don't panic, you have many choices," Thales gently held Xiao Shuatou's hand and said sincerely: "Wait for us to escape here, and then wisely choose who you are. Choose who you want to be-whether you want to leave or stay, I will not stop you."

Little Slick looked at him blankly.

"Before this, you don't have to think about anything, you are just a loyal partner who is desperate for survival with me," Thales fixedly stared at her:

"That's enough."

Little Slick looked at him in surprise.

It's like getting to know him for the first time.

Little Slicker twitched his nose, some seemingly unintelligible: "Okay."

Thyls raised his eyebrows: "Now, to go to bed, we need physical strength and energy."

Little Slick nodded obediently.

Thyls sighed.

Finally comforted her.

Tyles turned around and climbed into his chair.

Gu's chair is a bit soft-I don't know what kind of wood it is made of.

"Tyles," Xiao Shuatou muttered behind him, "Thank you."

Talston gave it a bit.

"No," he lowered his head, rather disappointed: "I was the one who got you in."

Otherwise, she would still be reading in the library, just worrying about Alex's little maid.

Isn't it?

The two children lie back in their respective chairs and temporarily close their eyes in peace.

"Tyles," in the darkness closing his eyes, a timid voice came again: "Are you really only seven years old?"

"Why do you know so much?"

Thyls, who was adjusting his prone position, grinned at the words.

He opened his eyes and saw Xiao Huatou with his eyes closed, lying on his side in a chair.

It reminded Thales of the latter sleeping soundly by the bed in his room.

"Who knows," he gently slid down his chair and walked to the corner. "Maybe, I'm thirty-seven years old."

As usual~IndoMTL.com~ Thales lay down on the corner against the wall, with his hands resting on his head, feeling the double protection of the ground and the wall, and his heart was much calmer: "It's just not showing old age."

A slick laugh came from beside.

Thyls also laughed.

Choose yourself, choose the person you want to be-he also repeats this to himself in his heart, and at the same time remembers what he said to the magician before Ashida left.

Yes.

I will survive this disaster.

I will live.

Then choose who I want to be.

No one can persecute.

No one can stop.

He closed his eyes gently.

Tiredness and sleepiness came unstoppable.