Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 8: Spark of fire

The Royal Guard team went straight to the center of Everstar City through countless blocks, passing through the Twilight Zone and the Morning Star District, without stopping.

Thyls was depressed, followed the crowd like a walking dead, and was rushed forward.

Although they are only 20 riders in a hurry, but unconsciously, the number of guards and security teams passing by has gradually increased. It seems a coincidence, but one after another, inadvertently dispelling and separating obstacles on the road With the crowd, let them flow unimpeded all the way.

But Thales really can't get interested in studying them.

"You know, in a few months, Mr. Hexer wrote me a few letters..."

Finally, in the difficult silence, Gilbert spoke.

"Tell me about your studies."

There was a hint of embarrassment in his same low voice.

Thyls suddenly recovered.

"Oh, old crow."

The young Duke of Xinghu lifted his spirits and tried to tell himself that he should not bring unnecessary emotions to those around him.

"Yes, I haven't thanked him yet, thanks to him in Longxiao City..."

Feeling the change of the prince, Gilbert’s tone is slightly inspiring

"He reminded me that your progress is a bit ahead."

Thyls, who has a strong fighting spirit, works hard to concentrate

"Ahead?"

Kilber features nodding

"Yes, although that is a rare evaluation, but..."

The Minister of Foreign Affairs squinted his eyes. At that moment, it seemed a little lost.

"After receiving the teacher's letter, I sometimes think, maybe...maybe I, maybe we are too impatient."

Tyles looked at him puzzledly

"About what?"

Gilbert sighed and spoke with a long heart

"At least in Yongxing City, noble young masters at your age... They care more about appearance and clothing, banquets and girls."

Appearance and clothing.

Party and girls...

Really.

Thyls paused briefly, recalling the past six years.

In those years, what did he care about.

What did he experience?

The Duke couldn't help being slightly lost, but he adjusted right away.

Thyls, who had a premonition that Gilbert was going to exhort something, forced a smile and shook his head.

"You should go back a few years ago. At that time, Wiya was only a teenager."

Gilbert Caso was taken aback when he heard the familiar name.

I saw the prince look towards the northern sky, smilingly speaking

"In those years, however, your son cared more about his sword...and me."

Thyls smiled, remembering the every move of the attendant Huaya Caso, his voice smiling.

Listening to the sound of horseshoes and watching the guards around, Thales suddenly realized...

Although he returned to the stars and returned to Wing Star City, these royal guards who protected him......

So strange.

This made him miss the familiar faces that once surrounded him even more.

Wiya, Rolf, Putila, Jenard, Willow, and the one who stole chicken legs and roasted rabbits...

From Yongxing City to Birch Grove, from Broken Dragon Fortress to Longxiao City.

From the past to the present.

And where are they now?

Thyls couldn't help but wonder.

"I am glad you like him so much."

Gilbert's words brought him back to reality.

"But about this topic..."

Xingchen’s sly fox has a complex complexion, but he speaks with pride

"You know, during the past few years in Northland, Huaiya has made several trips to Wing Star City."

Thyls nodded.

I saw Gilbert squinting slightly

"But he probably didn't mention it to you. He came to see his fiancée?"

Thyls, who was immersed in the thought of his deceased person, subconsciously repeated Gilbert's words.

Unmarried...

Tyles' face suddenly changed!

What?

The prince turned his head in surprise.

I saw Gilbert looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Huya?" Thales asked, his eyes widened.

Kilber nodded his head, his eyes were both gratified and sentimental

"Huaiya."

Huaiya?

Tyles opened his mouth in surprise and stared at Gilbert.

Wya Casso?

That staid, serious, little old man...

That Tiantian was stern, polite, and stared at Rolf with big eyes...

Waiah, who is always "exerting too much" and being tough all over?

Thyls blinked subconsciously, trying to digest the news.

And Gilbert just smiled slightly.

Tyles took a deep breath and shook his head.

Huaia, Huaia!

Unexpectedly, unexpectedly!

He can't help but feel a little funny and a little relieved

Unexpectedly, you with thick eyebrows and big eyes...

Until Gilbert's next sentence

"So, you have reached your age this year..."

Tyles' complexion changed again.

"Cough cough cough...cough cough..." The prince coughed suddenly, and the figure on the horseback crouched in pain.

Gilbert's old face stiffened and continued.

"Instructions, you are obligated to continue the blood of the great kingdom..."

"Cough! Cough cough cough--" The prince's coughing became louder and louder, overshadowing the voice of the foreign minister, and even the royal guard who was separated from the left and right was looking back strangely.

In the end, Gilbert could only shake his head regretfully.

"All right."

"Save on this topic."

Tyles' cough disappeared instantly, and his back was straighter than the flagpole.

Gilbert squinted his eyes and watched the unconscious Thales stroking his chest immediately, his face was filled with "I just know" helplessness.

"Then I hope that the next news will interest you."

Thyls just seemed to come back suddenly, naturally and suddenly

"Message?"

Gilbert nodded lightly, and his face became serious again—every time at this time, Thales would think of Wyah and the look of the other person when he saw Rolf.

But the next sentence of the foreign secretary made the prince's mind more serious.

"The newest letter crow came from the north."

North.

Thyls frowned

"Putila and Wiya?"

"No." Gilbert shook his head, but his expression was not relaxed.

"But..."

I saw the Minister of Foreign Affairs riding a horse closer, with a heavy voice

"A few days ago, Longxiao City completed the war mobilization."

Longxiao City.

Hearing this familiar term, Thales' knuckles squeezed slightly.

Gilbert's words continue

"The expeditionary force composed of 10,000 people is assembled, ready to go to Qiyuan City, join the battle, and march to the Freedom League."

Thyls frowned deeply.

At that moment, it seemed that all the memories of the Northland had come back to my mind—war, forced marriage, mobilization, and everything that happened in Longxiao City listening to politics.

Ten thousand troops.

Thyls recalled his impression of Longxiao City.

For Longxiao City, no more, no less.

So...

"Who is the nobleman leading the soldiers?"

The Duke of Xinghu has a solemn expression, "Who will fight this battle?"

Kilber nodded and reported the information accurately

"The lord of the hunting county and the origami county, Earl Kahn Kerkegor, will serve as the deputy commander of the Expeditionary Army of Longxiao City."

Kierke Gour.

Tyles' mind came to the firm face of the one-armed earl in the Hall of Heroes.

He sighed.

"Sure enough, the one who commanded the army was the one who could fight most in Longxiao City..."

But when it comes to this, Thales is slightly taken aback

"Wait, Gilbert."

"You just said--'deputy' commander?"

The prince looked at Gilbert in surprise.

Gilbert pursed his lips and nodded.

Wait.

Kierke Gour is just a deputy commander, that means...

No.

The incredible astonishment on Thales's face grew.

Gilbert speaks solemnly

"According to recent news, the first large-scale military expedition in Longxiao City after twenty years of silence..."

"The immature female Grand Duke Walton will carry the sword in military uniform, and command the army."

"Go to battle personally."

The Grand Duke...

Going into battle...

Personally...

At that moment, Thales was stunned.

And Gilbert didn't speak either, just watched him silently, waited quietly, and got a panoramic view of the prince's reaction.

The familiar figure seemed to reappear before his eyes.

The figure crying in the dark and asking him if he can run away.

Skinny.

Slim.

Aggrieved and helpless.

Weak and lonely.

Grabbing his arm, hiding behind him.

Shivering.

"Oh..."

"This way..."

The Duke of Xinghu retracted his expression blankly, nodded subconsciously, and muttered to himself.

"Wow."

He stiffened his face, but forced himself to shout a suppressed exclamation.

But no one knows, he feels so strange at the moment.

Five flavors are mixed.

Unspeakable.

But the next second, the figure in his mind turned around, revealing a face that he was familiar with but completely different.

The face that was crystal clear under strong pressure, sweaty forehead, but still trying to pouting a small mouth.

Be tenacious.

Stubborn.

Stubborn and unyielding.

Perseverance and strong.

Standing in front of the highest seat, standing among thousands of armies, shouting.

A hundred responses.

It seems a long time has passed.

When Gilbert couldn't help but uttered a reminder.

"So they succeeded," Thales said faintly, trying to forget unnecessary scenes and forcing himself to start thinking about more practical things

"Ronnie of Qiyuan City, Lecco of Guarding City, and Walton of Dragon City-Exter's Three Cities Alliance."

"They stood there after all."

Thyls's tone is still hollow, but his spirit gradually recovered and his brain turned

"Facing the Western unrest provoked by Lombard."

Thinking of this, the Duke of Xinghu took a deep breath and raised his head.

"What about us?"

I changed someone else, and I might be puzzled by such questions, but Gilbert knew what he wanted to ask.

The foreign secretary let out a sigh of relief.

"As you can see, now that you have returned, the storm has subsided on the Western Front..."

Gilbert's mouth is slightly curved

"Whether it is the royal standing army under Baron Williams or the conscripts hard-raised by the lords of the Western Desolation, there is no reason to stay in the desert and spend time and effort on patrolling."

Tyles took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

"Therefore, without the control of the stars, the lonely and weak Freedom Alliance will stand alone, facing the three major cities in the North, and facing almost half of the Kingdom of Exeter..."

The Duke of Xinghu opened his eyes, this time, he became calm and solemn

"The battle has been decided."

"The Freedom League... is over."

Gilbert did not speak, but just nodded in acquiescence.

A few seconds later, the corner of Thales's mouth curled up and his mood was lightened.

"Now, it's King Chaman's turn to have a headache."

He looked at Gilbert with a smile

"I escaped, and the stars also withdrew, so Rumba lost both his chips and reason."

"He can no longer use the stars as a sword to force his vassals to bow their heads and obey orders."

Thyls thought of the aggressive kin-killing king's crippling appearance, and only felt that the melancholy that was no longer in his hometown had been wiped away, and even his breathing was particularly comfortable.

"On the other side, Longxiao City joins Ronnie's side, praying that the troubles of Yuancheng will be resolved."

"Heisha collar has one more enemy, and the opposition to the king will only rise instead of falling."

Thyls snorted and spread his hands gently on the horse

"Rumba fell on both sides."

He can even imagine that the old opponent has a gloomy face, suppresses his anger, blows his beard and stares at him...

Gilbert coughed.

"Actually..."

"His Royal Highness..."

The Minister of Foreign Affairs hesitated, which caught Thales’s attention

"A few weeks ago, shortly after you fled from Exeter, when news of Longxiao City Hearing Political Day just came..."

Gilbert glanced at him, frowned slightly, and stopped talking.

Tyles' heart sank.

The foreign secretary exhaled unnaturally

"At that time, King Chaman hurried back to the black sand collar."

Gilbert lifted the rein and looked far away dignifiedly.

"In just a few days, Chaman I visited almost every vassal who opposed him."

Thyls frowned fiercely.

"Visit?"

The prince remembered the so-called "visit" that King Chaman had personally arrived at Longxiao City-whether it was visiting him or the Hall of Heroes, he suddenly felt bad.

Looking at Thales’ expression, Gilbert sighed slightly

"The secret branch has limited information..."

Under Thales’ bad foreboding and ugly expression, Gilbert sullenly told the truth

"But apparently, as the king claimed to enlist their troops to go to the west, the Mend and Devinson families in the Black Sands who had been fighting against taxes first succumbed to their attitude and returned to the king's banner-the strangeness of which is unknown. "

Thyls feels cold.

"The Ica family under the command of Lombard, the closest to the reconstruction tower, is probably worried about Grand Duke Trudida and Lombard's secret music. They did not wait for the king to come to the door, they withdrew the call to resist tax and took the initiative to send this season to Black Sand City. Food tax."

The prince's hand holding the horse rein became tighter and tighter, and the whole person stretched unconsciously.

But Gilbert’s sigh continues

"One day later, he was highly respected, had a fateful friendship with the former Grand Duke of Black Sands, and at the same time, the old Earl Peruno, who was the most fierce opposition to King Chaman, suddenly suffered an old illness."

Thyls began to hear his breathing.

"He was ill in bed and could not look at things. Therefore, Peruno's son took over the territorial power, changed his father's policy, and went out of the city personally to welcome King Chaman's inspection."

Under the almost shocked eyes of the Duke of Xinghu, Gilbert was not very happy and authentic

"The last two negative corners stubbornly resisted and refused to open the door to welcome the king's real family... They were punished."

Thyls bit his teeth.

"Punishment?"

Kilber characteristically nodded, his eyes showed the rare jealousy of the star sly fox

"With the support of the above four families, King Chaman approached the city and declared war with blood."

"There are two castles...The Burning Knights personally lead, and the black sand army is like a broken bamboo."

"Victory in one day, break the city in three days."

Gilbert's dignity and vigilance have been raised to the extreme

"According to the ancient rituals of the people of the North, they hung the heads of those who disrespect the king's orders on the city gate, in order to follow the example."

"The king was still on the execution ground, and deprived of the title of an earl and a viscount on the spot-degrading their heirs to common people."

Listening to Gilbert's words, Thales could hardly adjust his expression-it seemed that every word of the other party carried ice and snow from the north.

Gilbert sighed slowly.

"More than that, on that day, King Chaman violated the precedent by using the power of conquest, and broke the canonization of several new aristocrats from humble backgrounds, and none of the large and small vassals under the black sand collar dared to be beaked." /

Tyles lowered his body slowly, pressing his arm on the horse.

The shock in my heart cannot be added.

Gilbert shook his head

"To this day, except for a few small families close to the border and irrelevant to the overall situation in the Black Sands-out of morality or out of interest-they are still crying out for reluctance to compromise..."

But Thales didn't let him go on.

"He succeeded."

The prince stared blankly at the northern sky, as if seeing the dark and cold king.

"He won."

Gilbert looked worriedly at Thales’ expression, and couldn't help coughing.

"Internally, it is true."

Xingchen sly fox squeezed out a smile, his tone changed from fear to positive.

"But from the outside, whether it's the reconstruction of the tower or the Weiland collar, they immediately strengthened their defense after receiving the news, and Chen Yi heavy troops on the border of the black sand collar..."

"The other great princes in Exter were even more enthusiastic, and they attacked in unison. From Qiyuan City to Fengzhao City, from Elk City to Glacier Sea, many people in the North even openly questioned the origin of his throne. ……"

Gilbert laughed, but Thales could feel a little dissonance in his laughter

"The black sand collar has aroused the anger of the public, and King Chaman is alone in support, not to mention the economic and people's livelihood in their collar is shaky..."

But the prince interrupted him.

"It's late."

In the team, the young man under the cloak straightened his back, but silently bowed his head.

"Charman Rumba."

"Maybe many people don't recognize him as the King of Exeter."

Tyles pressed his lips tightly, imagining the scene where he and the other party were enemies face to face, as if feeling the substantial pressure

"But now, he has become..."

"The king of the black sand collar."

Gilbert was stuck, unable to answer.

Only the second prince looked up to the sky and sighed, closing his eyes

"What I told them, back then, in the Hall of Heroes, what I told..."

"But I am afraid they still don't understand."

Tyles opened his eyes, not looking at the clear blue sky above his head, but his eyes touched the looming black clouds in the distance.

"They don't understand that the wave they are facing cannot be easily stopped without resorting to the army or paying money."

Gilbert was taken aback.

The prince gritted his teeth and frowned closely

"And this is just the beginning."

"Charman Rumba, he will become stronger, more greedy, and more..."

Talston gave a breath, exhaling an unpleasant breath from his nose.

"Your Majesty, you don't have to worry so much," Gilbert seems unbearable

"No matter how powerful King Chaman is, we can also..."

But Thales shook his head.

"No."

"It's not us."

He fixedly looked at the black cloud over the sky

"Killing, seizing, granting, these things King Chaman did...seems like nothing but a single spark."

"Unstoppable."

Gilbert was silent thoughtfully as he listened to the prince.

"And eventually it will be ignited..."

Thyls lowered his head and looked straight ahead, the seriousness in his eyes could not be added

"The entire Northland."

Just now.

"Boom!"

The bell rang.

Tyles and Gilbert shook together.

The bell sounded faintly and rolled out, long and heavy, and shocking.

Penetrate the ground and air at the same time, reaching the ground and the sky.

The reverberation was heavy and lasting for a long time.

Amid the uneasy neighs of the horses, many of the royal guards frowned and looked at each other.

Only Mallos at the forefront was as calm as ever, lifting the reins and stepping forward steadily.

"That's..."

Feeling the roar in his ears, Thales, who seemed to have a feeling, slowly turned to Gilbert.

The latter passed the initial surprise, and slowly nodded to the prince

"The Star Clock."

Thyls's thoughts moved.

Gilbert sighed, "The last time it sounded, it was still..."

"I know."

Thyls feels the memories that have emerged, dull and authentic

"Six years ago."

"The country is... a meeting."

But his emotion did not last long, because the team quickly turned to the next block and embarked on another avenue.

It was at this time that Thales noticed it

Unconsciously, they have passed through countless blocks, and the surrounding people have gradually moved away. They are isolated a hundred steps away by the gradually increasing security team, leaving curious heads and eyes.

Soldiers and guards, guards and security squads, countless people have stood neatly in front, or formed their own teams to maintain order, or acted as walls separating the passages.

Waiting for the guests.

On this side, the road at the feet of the Royal Guard has become Kangzhuang Road, wide and boundless.

Of course, at the end of the avenue, the most eye-catching thing is...

Tyles breathed in a trance, slowly raising his head.

Saw it.

It.

Classical mottled colors, endless steps, thick black palace walls, magnificence rising from the ground, the vicissitudes of the centuries, and the majesty of stars.

Fuxing Palace.

This great flat-topped pyramid that has appeared in his dreams countless times, just like this, like a giant walking silently but covering the sky, both foreseeing and unexpectedly emerging before his eyes.

It's like overwhelming.

But it was silent.

Thyls stared blankly at the giant palace in front of him, only to return to his senses for a long time.

Passing through the passage formed by the court guards, the royal guards unconsciously lightened their hooves and slowed down.

Until Mallos raised his hands high, the twenty-five royal guards lifted their cloaks together.

The silver helmet and bright armor are exposed, reflecting sunlight.

Hugo, the officer in charge of the flag, raised a high nine-pointed star flag and fluttered in the wind.

In the distance, the people who were separated from the isolation line began to clamor.

An infinite number of lights shot at these twenty riders, and there was a lot of discussion.

Thyls turned his head in a complex mood, looked at the civilians who were separated by death on both sides, looked at the soldier guards standing straight around, and finally looked at the heart of the kingdom separated by the palace wall

Fuxing Palace.

No one knows his state of mind at the moment, no one can describe how he feels now, no one can describe his current emotions.

He can only open his mouth silently, silently in a daze.

Thinking.

If something is missing.

As Thales' team came to the palace wall, the black defensive crossbow and magic spear turned around under the hinges and manpower, and there were many sentries and murderous intent.

An aristocrat in the same attire as Mallos and others walked from the palace gate surrounded by a group of soldiers, raised his right arm to Thales’s team, and showed his palm.

In an instant, following the gesture of Mallos, the twenty-five members of the Royal Guard, Zizilma, Glover and Doyle stepped forward and stretched out their hands, bringing Thales and Kilber The special mount stopped together.

And they all have serious faces and awe-inspiring attitudes.

"Twenty-five members of the Royal Guard, ordered by the king to **** important officials."

Malos’ voice rang in front of the palace gate avenue, bounced back on the palace wall of the Fuxing Palace, echoing on the wide avenue

"The Duke of Star Lake, the Prince of Stars, the first heir of the Nine Stars Crown and the High Throne, the noble Royal Highness Thales Canxing..."

"I have returned."

As soon as this statement came out, everything was silent.

No matter the guard in front of the palace gate, the guard post on the palace gate, or the security team on the avenue, all quieted down.

For a while, only the crisp and indifferent voice of Mallos could be heard echoing from all directions.

In front of the palace gate, the nobleman who stopped Mallos straightened his body and took a step forward.

"Password."

The nobleman in the royal guard looked at Mallos and said coldly

"The crown?"

Malles slowly moved forward, facing the ferocious city defense giant crossbow.

He squinted his eyes and spoke softly, sounding like a hairspring

"Darkness."

Thyls shook slightly.

Time seemed to stop for a moment.

Until the noble guarding the palace gate nodded~IndoMTL.com~ turned around and waved.

"Boom..."

In the deafening roar, the steel noose moved.

The dark palace door in front of Thales trembled fiercely. Following the powerful rhythm, it seemed to push away the dust accumulated for thousands of years, slowly bounced.

Tear yourself apart.

Showing the true appearance of Fuxing Palace.

The setting sun turns into gold.

Six years ago, when Thales became a prince, the setting sun shining red and translucent to Fuxing Palace.

This time, under the bright sun, Thales just looked up in a daze.

He looked at the brilliant golden light, spreading inch by inch on the outer wall of Fuxing Palace.

Only pitch black was reflected.

There is no bottom.