Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 86: Looking for a woman

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Tyles repeated it in disbelief. He looked back and forth at Raphael and Gu’s cell, trying to catch a glimmer of clarity in the mixed memories and thoughts.

"Explain."

The prince restrained his emotions and stared at Raphael seriously:

"Now."

Raphael was silent for a while, unnaturally tightening his arms:

"His Royal Highness, even though you were born in the royal family, the secret department has not been clear about your intelligence level for a long time..."

"Explain!" Thales interrupted him unceremoniously.

"I'm explaining," Raphael coldly blocked him:

"It's just that I have to explain, Your Highness, I can only disclose to you information that is not higher than the "Madman" level if it does not violate the rules."

"Madman" level...

Thyls shook his head impatiently:

"You don't need to explain these secret science rules to me—just explain."

Raphael sneered:

"I am not telling you."

The Desolate Man slowly raised his arm: A black crack appeared on his forearm at some unknown time, and the muscle texture inside was squirming slightly, hiding a strange shadow.

As it was six years ago.

Tyersdon was lagging.

The prince withdrew his gaze from the opponent's arm with difficulty, trying to return to the current subject.

"As you can see, this person's last name is Gu Mingtang—at least on the face of it."

Raphael looked at Gu's prison door faintly:

"He was born in the official home of Suye in the Dongguo, and the intelligence organization of Wang's family that entered Suye from behind in his family: Wu Yiwei."

Gu Tang.

Wuyiwei.

Tyles' eyes changed:

"You mean, he is Suye's spy?"

Raphael nodded, but also shook his head:

"It's the ‘former’ spy—at least the information we found."

"Front?" Thales looked at Gu's cell, and he suddenly realized that he knew nothing about the prisoner who had given him a shelter and a meal six years ago.

Raphael's forearm tightened unnaturally, but his expression remained unchanged, and he continued talking:

"Nineteen years ago in Qilin City, a child of the Chen clan launched a coup in an attempt to defeat King Yao, who had not been enthroned for a long time. During this time, Wuyiwei split into two factions: the command and prosecutor loyal to King Yao Lin Du finally won the victory, he took over the command and envoy of Wuyiwei, cleared the door, and smashed the "traitors" in the guard station."

Yao Wang Hao.

The young captain.

Unfamiliar and distant terms crossed the ocean and entered Thales's mind, making him frown.

But Raphael obviously has no intention to stop and explain for the prince:

"Gu belongs to the faction who stood in the wrong team: he fled to Westland incognito, worked as a trader, craftsman, mercenary, etc., until the Scarlet Years, he took root in Longxiao City, through Exter and the stars The ruins and voids after the series of battles have been tossed about, doing the work of an intelligence dealer."

Tyles took a deep breath and withdrew his gaze from the iron door of Gu's cell.

"What does that have to do with you—with us?"

Raphael's lips closed slightly, and a sneer appeared.

"We later discovered that in these years in Longxiao City, Gu did more than just his old line."

The Bone Man stared at the iron gate on the prison door:

"In addition to buying and selling news, this Far Easterner's business also includes acting as an intermediary for major forces and mediating conflicts."

"For some contradictions that cannot be reconciled or ignored..."

Speaking of this, Raphael's eyes are cold:

"He will find a killer."

The killer.

Tyles' nerves tightened.

Wait.

Longxiaocheng, Gu, intelligence dealer, killer, six years ago-the young man slowly connected the clues from many years ago, his complexion gradually changed.

"Yes," Raphael sneered observing Thales' face:

"Six years ago, in Longxiao City, in the corner of the gutter under the power of King Nunn, the underground forces were scattered: Grivo controlled the streets, Ullad ramped up the black market, and the Kangmas took advantage of the others. There are countless hills, the relationship is intricate, tangled and chaotic."

"And he," Raphael lifted his chin toward Gu's cell:

"It took ten years for your friend from the Far East to gradually take over the dirtiest and most dangerous business and become the biggest and most convenient killer contact in Longxiao City."

Tyles' eyes slowly enlarged.

"From the street hooligan desperate criminals, from the Shield of Shadows to the Flower of the Assassin, he has access and is familiar with all."

"Buying life with one hand, selling life with the other, can be said to be hidden, hands and eyes open to the sky."

The Shield of Deception.

Assassin's Flower.

Thyls stared at Gu's cell, his eyes never moving.

But his eyes have changed.

If Gu is the biggest killer in Longxiao City, it means six years ago...

In the next second, Raphael said expressionlessly what Thales was worried about:

"Charman Rumba, the Great Duke of Black Sand found the Shield of Deception through Gu."

"The two parties have linked up and reached cooperation."

Tyles turned his head stiffly,

The cooperation between Charman Rumba and the Shield of Deception.

Their middleman is...

Gu?

He couldn't help but think of when he was a child, hiding in the carriage with Xiao Huatou shiveringly, watching the scene of Duke Heisha talking with the brazier.

However, Raphael’s words are not finished yet:

"Finally, in view of the difficulty of the target, Gu took out the relationship at the bottom of the box, and contacted him with the most powerful and terrifying killer in the world. He relied on a sinister and dangerous lore knife, in the disaster. In the chaos brought about, break through the heavy defenses of the Blade Guard and take the head of the natural king."

At that moment, Thales froze in place.

Raphael squinted slightly:

"And do you know who it is?"

The corridor fell into silent silence.

After a long while, Thales exhaled with difficulty:

"Yes."

Raphael sneered, ignoring the ugly look of the prince at the moment:

"He knows how to contact the Kingslayer Family who fled without a trace after the Scarlet Year. This alone is enough for us to detain him until he is old—or to confess."

Thyls didn't speak, just squeezed his left fist, his fingertips swept across the scar that JC had cut open numerous times.

"But this is not the first time."

Raphael is still continuing:

"At least, in Gu's account book,'Migratory Locust Blade' is not the first business that has something to do with you."

Thyls tried to digest the new information and raised his eyes.

In the next second, Raphael's eyes are deep cold:

"Six years ago, Your Majesty, when you traveled to the north, but the Wrath of the Kingdom was surrounded by the black sand army of Lombard under the Broken Dragon Fortress, and was bombarded by the magic gun troops..."

"Who do you think used the rich and diverse communication channels to find those assassins who can even counter the magic gun instructors for the Grand Duke of Fengzhao City, Kangkli Perfeet, so that he can get what he wants. You died in the army of Lombard?"

Magic Gun.

Tyles frowned, as if he was back under the fortress six years ago, facing countless swords and shadows.

He has a solemn expression:

"You mean, Gu Juzhong contacted that too?"

Raphael snorted and shook his arm slightly:

"And you said, he helped you in Longxiao City and saved your life?"

Thyls looked at Gu's cell subconsciously.

"Then think about it again, Your Highness."

At that moment, although Raphael's words were still relaxed, the lines between the lines were full of unknown darkness:

"You think that Kaslan, who betrayed King Nunn, was really pleasing to your eyes and told you the channel to contact Gu in the tavern, so that you can escape from the siege of Dragon City When, look for this seemingly mysterious and neutral underground figure?"

Caslan.

Six and a half dollars.

Tyles' gaze is firmly fixed on the gate of the cell, but his fist is tightened.

"You think there are so many kind-hearted Far Easterners in Longxiao City. When they were knocked on the door by a mysterious noble boy during the martial law period, they would always entertain him with good wine, food and bed. For the child to be cute, cute, smart and kind?"

People from the Far East.

Entertainment.

The prince gritted his teeth and tried to remember that morning, when he and Xiao Qiantou were in Gu's butcher's shop.

"You think it's really such a coincidence that when the entire Longxiao City was in a mess, a shameless intelligence dealer only needs to walk out of the house for two minutes to smoothly bring back the one who came alone. State envoy, Marquis of Shanliu City Shreis Bermulah-so that he can give you to Chaman Rumba when he changes hands?"

Intelligence dealer.

Sluis.

Raphael’s words are as sharp as a knife, one after another, breaking Thales’ defenses:

"All these doubts, these strange things, these things that seem reasonable but can't be studied, have you ever thought about him before you regarded him as a lifesaver?"

At that moment, Thales took a deep breath and suppressed the sin of the river that was boiling.

If, if these doubts that Raphael said are problematic.

That said, the things he once thought...

"Yes, Gu."

Raphael spoke coldly, giving the prince no time to react:

"He never helped you."

"On the contrary,"

"It was he who betrayed you."

Thyls closed his eyes gently.

Six and a half dollars.

He didn't help you.

He betrayed you.

At that moment, the cell that held Gu seemed to have become less noticeable.

Dead silence returned in the corridor.

Raphael Shu let out a sigh, and looked at the prison door with complicated eyes:

"And he also betrayed us."

Thyls spent a lot of energy to calm his mood, slowly opened his eyes when he heard the words, and tried to maintain a calm tone:

"He and Kingdom Secret Section, do you also have cooperation?"

Raphael nodded:

"Once, yes."

The Huangguren looked at Gu's prison door, disdainfully grunting:

"Obviously, whether it is Exeter, the Kingdom of Stars, the Alliance of Combus, or even the Shield of Shadows and the Tower of End, this self-proclaimed neutral intelligence dealer has become accustomed to'cooperating' with everyone. Collect the money and pat your chest, pour your hands back and forth, and then make a profit in the **** gap where customers are killing each other."

"The only difference is that this time, he played badly."

Thyls stiffened his cheeks:

"What did he do?"

Raphael was silent for a few seconds.

"As you mentioned, Karen Booker, as a rare ‘sage’-level intelligence officer in the Kingdom’s Secrets, his death is a loss we cannot afford."

"And we abandoned the Longxiao City headquarters six years later, it is more or less affected by this, it is a last resort."

Tyles exhaled, trying to bring the depression and depression out of his mind:

"What happened?"

Raphael shook his head and glanced at Gu's cell:

"This is what we want to figure out."

"From his mouth."

Thyls stood there silently, in a mixed mood.

Instead, Raphael sighed and returned to his relaxed and indifferent posture:

"Just like this, Your Highness, even in the face of the seemingly conclusive past, there are still too many terrifying details that are unknown under the undercurrent."

"So, when you were in the Palace of Valorous Spirits six years ago, when you turned the tide, Your Highness."

Raphael said with emotion:

"Don’t forget, that day, outside the Palace of Valor, the hands of Secret Division were also everywhere in the invisible battlefield, fighting with the enemies in the shadows in a desperate fight, even if it was only a page of letter paper, a paragraph Words, a signal to give you and the kingdom one more chance to win-Booker is one of them."

Thyls' eyes moved.

"The prince's ass—this name is funny, right."

Raphael turned around and faced the dimly dark corridor with almost no end in sight, with a faint glimmer in his eyes:

"However, all of them are in the "Dragon Blood" project that changed the world six years ago. The Kingdom's Secret Branch and King Nunn, and the Dark Room, and the Blade Guard, and Chaman Rumba, and the Shadow of Shadow The survivors who survived in the corpses and sacrifices all over the ground after the shields, and Conmas and other enemies met in hand-to-hand combat."

Thyls looked up in surprise.

"And we don’t tell you certain information, not because we don’t believe you, but because you cannot abandon your burdens, forget yourself, and devote yourself to a dark and dirty mission and accomplish your goals like we do."

Raphael narrowed his eyes and gestured to Gu's cell:

"Even if you think...you owe your target a life."

"In this case, if you force a little understanding, you will have to go further and further, lose the ability to discern the truth, and be led by the nose."

Abandon the burden and forget about yourself.

Thyls frowned slightly.

"You are not us, Thales, you should have lived under the sun and the blue sky," Raphael sighed. Rarely did not use the honorific name, but directly called the duke's name:

"It is up to us to face the boundless hell."

At that moment, his dark red eyes were extremely sincere.

But what Thales remembered was the different faces Raphael showed when he confronted the wine merchant Dagori, the blacksmith Yoshimoto, the blade-leader, and Belicia in the interrogation room.

There was a long silence in the corridor.

Until the prince re-voiced, his voice hoarse:

"Then how do I know that the one who is leading my nose is not you?"

Raphael paused slightly.

"When you really sit in that seat, Your Highness."

Raphael’s smile gradually faded:

"When you can really decide the world with one word, and the map with one finger, when you have full control of the goals, mission, operation, budget, development, and future of the Kingdom's Secret Section..."

"You will know."

Thyls listened to the familiar words blankly.

But unlike in the past, this time, he stopped refuting.

Thyls, who was in a dull mood, followed Raphael out of the maze-like underground corridor, and then passed through numerous checkpoints before leaving the main house of Secret Manor through the gate and returning to the place where they disembarked at the beginning.

But Raphael frowned.

"You called someone to pick you up?"

Thyls, who was in a trance, came back to his senses:

"What?"

But the prince was also stunned: there were two carriages parked in front of them, one was the seat frame they had when they came from the Fuxing Palace, but the other...

"Your Highness!"

With a familiar cry, a short and stout man in royal guard costume jumped from the driver's seat of the carriage—that was the guard in Mindith Hall, Kong Muto.

"Your Royal Highness Thales, you really are here..."

Commuto was sweating profusely, but after seeing Thales, he was still refreshed and bowed to salute:

"I'll do it for you by the order of Chief Mallos."

Thyls was a little puzzled, but Raphael and the secret coachman in the other carriage stared coldly at the Commut who appeared here, with a bad look.

"It's okay," Thales said upon seeing this:

"He is my person, the Star Lake Guard."

Raphael hummed softly:

"Are you sure?"

Tyles tightened the corners of his mouth and stepped forward.

"Commuto?"

The prince cleaned up his bad mood:

"Aren't you supposed to be in Mindis Hall? Why are you here?"

Commuto withdrew his vigilant gaze from Raphael.

"Commander Mallos gave me an order before entering the palace. Your Highness, he wanted me to stare a little bit: If there is an accident, I will slip out of the Mindis Hall, gather people, and come here to meet you."

"To avoid... your inconvenience."

Malles?

Inconvenience.

Thyls realized something and looked back at Raphael behind him.

The Bone Man was silent for a second, and finally walked away knowingly and interestingly.

Tyles turned his head and asked the point.

"You said... an accident?"

"Shortly after you and the sir entered the palace, Your Highness," Kong Muto said a little bit, but still tells the truth:

"The man with the flag wing is here."

Hold the flag wing.

Is it one of the six wings of the guard led by the deputy captain Vogel Tarren at the banquet?

What are they here for?

Thyls is a little puzzled:

"What do you mean?"

Commuto carefully observed Thales’ reaction:

"You know, the person leading the team is the second flag officer Gatan... They can't help but block the Mindis Hall and detain everyone, saying that it is for a full review."

Thyls was taken aback:

"What?"

Blocked...Mindith Hall?

"Why?"

Commuto smiled barely:

"Gaitan said it was because of the accident at the banquet yesterday."

Tyles exhaled stiffly and painfully.

Sure enough.

This is again.

"They said that our dereliction of duty means that there are loopholes in the security and even internal ghosts, which may endanger the safety of the prince, so we need to conduct a thorough investigation and review from top to bottom."

Commuto sighed, somewhat depressed:

"The review of the flag wing was very...Zoneved was tried for two hours before he came out, and his face was not very good. And Morgan was almost handcuffed in by the big five, and Kusta was even suspected of being a foreign spy, Shi Tuo told us to obey and not resist, but Nexi almost fought them. Patterson's penalty officer wanted to plead with his identity, but Gatan was notoriously known to be an old man, and no one's face was given..."

Tyles' brows frowned and tightened.

"Always, it was a big operation, and I also accompanied the Star Private Soldier, the Noble Affairs Institute, and the Inner City Security Department. I suspect that there were even people from the Kingdom Secret Division. The team is vast. I guess many people. I saw it all."

Tyers slowly widened his eyes as he listened to Commuto's account.

What do you mean?

Mindith Hall.

The king's residence was granted to the Duke of Xinghu by the king.

Blocked for review?

Tyles let out a breath and tried to loosen his fist, trying to figure out the situation.

"How did you sneak out?"

"I used to be in the Inner City Security Hall, Your Highness," Kong Muto's gaze was somewhat dodging, and he seemed unwilling to mention these relationships:

"There are several security officers who are responsible for cordoning off the perimeter. They are acquaintances with me."

"Piloga could have slipped out together, but Gaitan had old grudges with him when he was young, and stared at him so hard that it might not make him feel better."

Commuto looked behind the carriage:

"The only person I can find is Glover-he left in the morning because of a penalty and healed his injuries. The flag-wing man was very upset about it."

Thyls frowned slightly:

"Glover?"

As soon as the voice fell, a familiar figure appeared from the other side of the carriage.

"Your Highness."

The first-class vanguard officer of the Star Lake Guard, the robust "zombie" Glover came to Thales with a serious expression:

"We should go back to the city immediately. I always feel that on the other side of the carriage--something in the woods is staring at us, unkind."

Thyls was completely relieved when he saw the most familiar pioneer officer.

But then he frowned and looked at Glover's back:

"But your injury..."

Glover shook his head and opened his neckline to reveal the bandage inside.

"It won't get in the way, my power of ending can ease the pain, and..."

Glover rolled his arm, his brows tightened imperceptibly:

"Lord Mallos, he was merciful when he whipped me."

"It's as if... as if he knew there would be such a thing, and he still needs me."

Thyls was a little startled, but then he remembered what Mallos had said in the morning before explaining "The Temple" and "Imperial Wind" to him.

[There is no one at Fuxing Palace yet? 】

[I assure you that they will come sooner or later. 】

Tyles suppressed his bad mood, he understood something, and asked:

"What about D.D? He was also deliberately whipped by Mallos in order to release Mindis Hall to avoid disaster?"

Glover shook his head:

"No, I have seen it. Doyle's injury should be real. He was beaten badly."

Once, after yesterday’s events, the Doyle’s family was on the cusp of trouble-Glover thought silently.

Secondly, well, Lord Mallos is probably very vengeful.

Especially after D.D called him "Little Tormond" at the banquet through Jiujin.

"That said, Mallos knew this would happen," Thales interrupted Glover's thoughts:

"He went to the Fuxing Palace with me. What about others now?"

Kong Muto on the side answers:

"Weah--an acquaintance who holds the flag wing owes me favor. He just sent a message telling me that Lord Mallos is still in the Palace of Revival."

He hesitated for a second:

"To be with the deputy captain of Taren..."

Tyles exhaled.

Understood.

So, Tormund Mallos, his favorite captain of the guard.

Even if he expected the current situation...

At the moment, it is hard to protect itself.

"Hold the flag wing," the prince sighed: "Vogel Tarren."

"I have the guts."

Commuto and Glover looked at each other.

Thyls turned around and greeted Raphael in the distance:

"Raphael, do you know about this?"

The Bone Man approached, and Thales noticed that the opponent's eyes were disguised in other colors.

Under the bad eyes of the two royal guards, Raphael showed a friendly smile:

"What's the matter?"

Tyles glanced at him and snorted coldly:

"It's okay."

"If you have any inconvenience, my lord," Raphael is clearly aware of words and colors, and he can see some clues in the expressions of the three:

"Secret Branch welcomes you to stay for a few more hours..."

"Thanks, but no need." Thales refused decisively.

"I think, do you mind if I go back with my guards?"

Raphael looked at Thales for a few seconds.

"Please," Huangguren beamed with a smile, calling out the names of the other two people as they were:

"Garron Glover of the Glover family, and Gianluca Commuto from the Security Department, the famous royal guards, of course we can trust them."

Glover and Konmutozi frowned, but Raphael had already bowed and turned and walked away.

"That's..." Glover looked at Raphael's away back, and then slowly loosened the hilt he was holding in his hand.

"The one who wiped my butt." Thales said glumly.

The prince could not help but get on the carriage:

"Now, let's go back to Mindisi Hall-to deal with the flag wing."

However, Glover shook his head resolutely:

"No, Your Highness."

Thyls' expression changed slightly.

"What Chief Malloros meant," Comuto took the conversation, smiling stiffly:

"Don't rush back to Mindis Hall."

Thyls was puzzled.

Commuto carefully and authentically:

"Those who hold the flag wings, they carry...Your Majesty's warrant."

Your Majesty's warrant.

Thyls was taken aback.

"And people in all departments are..."

Kong Muto replied:

"If you rashly come forward, the scene is not good..."

He didn't go on.

But Thales already understood.

The prince stood in front of the carriage in a daze.

"So," Thales said in a daze:

"I entered the Fuxing Palace with the front foot, and the back foot was stolen from the nest. Now I have a home and can't return?"

Kong Muto's face is ashamed:

"I'm sorry, my lord, we were not strictly guarded at the banquet, which caused such an accident..."

"No."

Tyles forced himself to calm down, trying to sort out the dirty things throughout the day.

"No, no, no."

"No, trust me," after trying to understand, Thales suddenly wanted to laugh:

"This is definitely not your reason."

Returning to the stars for so long, he has been following the rules and dare not presumptuous.

Last night, it was the first time he made freedom after returning home. It may also be a risky choice.

Then he paid the price.

Thyls laughed blankly, making the two guards look at each other.

As punishment, he had just watched an imperial meeting with trembling trembling, and was reprimanded by the king mercilessly. After that, he was taken to the secret department and enjoyed the company of the Black Prophet, including his Mindis Hall and Star Lake Guard. Also be beaten severely.

As for now...

Glover interjected in a low voice:

"In fact, Lord Mallos suggested that we respond to Xinggong."

"Return to Xinggong?" Thales sneered, with a mockery that he couldn't even feel:

"Go to my father?"

"No, go to Ms. Ji Ni," Commuto stared at Thales's expression carefully:

"The sir said, only she can..."

Protect you.

Comuto took the rest of the words to heart.

Thyls was silent.

Find Ji Ni.

Really.

So, I went back to six years ago when I just arrived in Mindis Hall.

Faced with countless known and unknown threats, but can only rise and fall with the waves.

Seeking the protection of others.

Six years ago.

The prince leaned on the car, his face expressionless and motionless.

A long time has passed.

Finally, after Kong Muto winked at Glover for the third time in a row, Duke Xinghu closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly.

"No, we will not reply to Xinggong."

"Never go to Ms. Ji Ni."

Commuto and Glover Qi frowned.

Tyles opened his eyes.

"Let's go to the West Ring District, Hongfang Street."

At that moment, both guards were taken aback:

"What?"

Thyls squeezed the axle of the carriage and gritted his teeth gently:

"There, there is a club called'One Night Aventure'."

Komuto's eyes widened, while Glover's face was solemn.

"His Royal Highness, where...what do you do?" Kong Muto asked carefully.

"What do you do? Of course..."

Tyles let go of the wheel and glanced at him, his tone calm:

"Go find a woman."

Commuto knew it first, then embarrassed it again:

"But ~IndoMTL.com~Your Highness, your identity..."

Thyls sneered.

"Who said I would go as a prince?"

The prince got into the car and pointed at the two people away:

"You lead the way, Konmuto, let's change the outfit first, and then you lead in, Glover."

Zombie is an exciting spirit:

"But..."

But Thales interrupted him unceremoniously:

"Remember, Glover, after that..."

"Your name is called," In this second, Thales' smile disappeared, and his voice was extremely cold:

"Raphael Lindbergh."