Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 87: The Crow and the Snow Blade (Part 1)

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Nicolae frowned: "I don't understand, the White Blade Guard has given you everything..."

Monty shook his head and sneered, and interrupted him: "Of course you don't understand. Flash Dance Novel Network"

"You are the person chosen by Caslan, the future commander he has high hopes to cultivate, and the existence who can carry the entire battle flag for the Blade Guard."

His breathing became rapid, his right hand pressed tightly on the ground, dragging firmly, looking at Nicolai, his eyes were full of sadness and uneasy: "Seri Nicolai, you are the glorious snow blade with a shiny blade. , How can you understand me, a dirty crow that eats food for a living?"

"Yes, the Blade Guard has given us everything, but it only gave us no choice."

Listening to the other's inexplicable words, Nicolai's heart was angry: "You--"

But Monty went on speaking to himself, blocking the words of the meteorite in his mouth.

"That was the second day we officially joined the team."

Monti said indifferently: "Caslan suddenly said to me that he thought I was very talented in scouts. It just so happened that after the'coward' Lyken died of illness, the guard was short of such people, and there happened to be a secret mission at night. , Do you want to try it?"

Nicolae's cheeks moved slightly-he remembered it, he still remembered the enviable expression and sour tone of others when Kaslan said it, and the uncontrollable excitement on his big mouth And excited.

But...

Nicolai looked at Monty's emotional eyes and closed his mouth subconsciously.

"That night, there was no moon..."

The Dead Crow spoke softly, feeling like he was telling the children a long-standing lesson: "Kaslan took me, and together with a few other old guards, covered my face and went to be the first time I joined the team. A task."

Nicolai shuddered in his eyes: "A merchant has mastered something that the king is interested in. We are going to find this thing secretly, by the way..."

Monty paused, and ended the sentence with an indifferent tone:

"...kill his whole family."

The sun was obscured by a cloud, casting a shadow between the two.

Bring the coolness of Ruo Ruo Wu.

"What?"

Nicolae paled: "You?"

Monty shook his shoulders, his facial features quivered, and leaned on the rock to laugh:

"Hahaha," his breath was extremely unstable, and his speech was quick and slow, like someone who had just been rescued from drowning:

"It's hard to imagine covering your face in the middle of the night to kill and set people on fire, right? Especially for the majestic Captain Nicolai-the Blade Guard is so beautiful. Guarding is your most sacred duty."

Nicolai didn't speak, he just stared at the ground blankly.

"The moon was very dark that night, even human blood was black, and I couldn't see the face."

Monti took a deep breath, shivered slightly, his pupils trembling: "I'm looking out for the wind, I don't need to do anything."

"But Kaslan, Dominic, and others...the well-respected seniors in these guards, standing in the pile of dead bodies, holding torches, opening their numb eyes outside the mask, This privilege was left to me, as the most special enrollment ceremony: to kill the last living."

"An old woman on a hospital bed, dying, dying."

Nicolai, who listened quietly, only felt a little cold in his heart.

"They probably think that I'm a newcomer, so I should start with a better start, and get used to it—she is dying anyway."

Monty gave a nonchalant smile:

"But Kaslan and the others didn't know that when I was under the knife, her expression before death was completely different from my grandma's expression before death. Flash Dance Novel Network"

"Of course, maybe I remembered it wrong. After all, I have experienced so much... the memory of the first goal is very vague."

But Monty's smile faded, her eyes calm and quiet: "But they don't know."

"They don't know."

Nicolai didn't speak, he just stared at each other blankly. As a blade guard who should protect his brother, the meteorite at this moment did not know how to reply.

Monty took a deep breath and watched the clouds float away slowly, and the hot sunlight re-projected, bringing them into the light.

"In this way, stabbing the head, before the brilliance of the bright moon, under the witness of the heavy snow, hold high the white blade, drink the strong wine, and pledge blood to become the blade guard."

The Dead Crow said lightly:

"And I, I, I am in the deepest darkness, in front of the faint torch, facing the deep gazes of the predecessors, holding the blade high, using blood as wine, and head as evidence... become another Kind of blade guard."

"I don't even know if my knife handle is snow-white as it is customary for joining the team."

"Because that night was too dark, too dark and too dark, and I couldn't see the color at all--I couldn't even recognize the blood of the old woman's neck, let alone know whether I was holding it for nothing."

Nicolai took a deep breath: "Fuck."

"It was a long time before I came to understand: The White Blade Guards of Longxiao City had been doing this kind of work in secret for a long time, earlier than we thought--outside the shiny and tough Snow Blade, Someone has to drop the threshold, get their hands dirty, and do rough work—this is what Kaslan said."

Monti took a breath, the bloodshot eyes are getting more and more:

"But they are getting old. The unspeakable ugly side of the Blade Guard also needs to be updated. Kaslan needs fresh blood and successors."

"Not to be an elite scout and frontline sentry, but to become a killer who is not afraid of getting **** hands, a cold and unwavering blade, a tool with no bottom and no principles."

The Dead Crow suddenly raised his head!

He stretched out his hand and patted his chest weakly.

"And among so many people, Caslan chose me."

Monty gritted his teeth and looked sad:

"Choose me."

The wind whimpers.

The two seriously injured men faced each other in silence.

"From that day on, I put down the snow blade, put a crossbow on my back, and put on a mask." Monty was facing Nicolai with half of his burned face and trembling teeth: "Become a chasing death and carrion Ominous black crow."

Nicolai slumped: "Why, big mouth, these things... why didn't you tell me?"

"Tell you?" The Dead Crow took a sharp breath and laughed to the sky, the laughter bleak.

"What can you do? Stabbing soldiers?"

"Come and do it with me? Or ask Kaslan to let me go, just as if everything that cannot be known has not happened?"

Nicollet closed his eyes tightly.

On the other side, Thales groaned in pain.

Monti sneered lightly: "You don't know... it's not like the guards of the lord enlisting in the country, as long as they stand guard and sweep, accompany hunting, and occasionally send a letter to run a leg."

He struggled to make his right fist:

"Nun is a very ambitious person. He doesn't want to be just a king in Longxiao City, but a neutral, limited-function darkroom can't meet his expectations-he doesn't need eyes and ears, not a guard, or even A soldier, but a blade, a black hand, and a brutal mercenary who has no bottom line, regardless of the reason, is absolutely loyal to him, and fulfills his ambitions for him."

"Kaslan is one of them, and I am his successor."

Nicolai was silent, thinking of Kaslan before he died.

Recall that complex iceberg—the severe iceberg, the laughing iceberg, the sad iceberg, and, before death, the relieved iceberg.

He once wondered if he didn't mature fast enough to share the burden on Caslan's shoulders.

That tragedy finally caused.

But he suddenly understood today.

There are other people who share the burden of Caslan.

"For more than ten or twenty years," Monty stared at his fist tightly: "You can't imagine where I have been, who I have met, what I have done, and What blood."

"Murdering is just the most trivial part of it."

"Remember that after the Battle of Deep Valley, we were wounded and drunk in the Liberty Alliance’s barracks," the deadman grinned bitterly: "You complained that you kept guarding the palace gate all day, so boring, envy me all day long. On duty..."

Nicolae frowned: "I..."

"But what do you know..." Monty shook his head.

"Every day, every night, every minute, every second, I have to wear a different colored mask and the same dark cloak, walking in the shadows, running around in the blood, killing, kidnapping, Deception, looting, threats, spying, sniping, poisoning, provocation, rape-violence, torture, torture... almost all the dirty things that can be done!"

Monty's complexion tightened, and his right fist swiped hard.

"From Camus to the stars, from the Golden Corridor to the thorny land...the undercover who mixed into the crowd, the scouts on the front line, the robbers who murdered and overrun, the prisoners who have committed crimes, the killers who attacked the target, the sentry who sneaked into the enemy camp, The spy who provoked the war, for King Nunn, what he needs, I will become what he needs, everything is only for power service-especially after Kaslan retired, my work only intensified."

"Facts have proved that I who abandoned my conscience and morality are the best tool. Under the skin of the Blade Guard, I have killed countless political enemies, created countless opportunities, and provoked three During the war, Nunn was very satisfied with me. He even handed me over to Prince Suril, hoping that I would become the coronation arm of the latter and his royal assassin."

Monti lowered his head, but raised his gaze, staring at Nicolet with his white eyes, whistling and gasping like a person before hanging:

"Do you understand."

"You don't understand Kaslan, stab the head, because I am the person closest to him."

Nicolai was so heavy that he couldn't say a word.

Death Crow slowly raised his left palm, covering his left half of his face.

"The person you admire the most, Kaslan Rumba who King Nunn trusts the most, he gave birth to two faces around power."

He showed a relaxed smile on his right face, with the usual stubbornness and rudeness of that unobstructed brunette knight, just like years ago: "Under a face, he holds a white blade and guards Kingdom and Dragon City."

Monty gently moved his left palm, covering his right cheek, revealing his left face, but his smile gradually disappeared, his eyes were cold, sharp and sharp, with the scorched left chin, he looked very hideous: "Under the other face , He was covered in blood, spreading darkness and shadows."

Nicolai stared at him blankly, and couldn't help loosening the stone in his pocket.

He remembered the words carved on the stone.

Monty lowered his palm gently, no more expression on his face.

It looks cold and stiff.

Not at all popular.

"Under the banner of ‘For Exter’, Caslan was painfully sandwiched between these two faces, suffering for his whole life, unable to extricate himself."

Nicolai shuddered slightly.

Monty hummed coldly: "Maybe he doesn't want to repeat the tragedy, maybe he's fed up with everything, so he...huh...he is passing on the Blade Guard, when training the last batch of newcomers..."

He stared at the old friend in front of him:

"The'earth-shaking' Caslan, the invincible Caslan, he tore the contradictory self, the double-sided self... alive and **** into two halves."

Nicolai's breathing was a pause.

Death Crow slowly stretched out his index finger and pointed directly at the meteorite.

His eyes are focused on it earnestly, as if this is the aim before the sniper:

"He gave you the dazzling half."

He had a serious expression and raised his voice: "Seri Nicolai, the meteorite who made great achievements in front of Broken Dragon Fortress."

"The leader of the Blade Guard, the battle flag that never falls, the indestructible iron wall--you are his descendant with high hopes, leading the future of the Blade Guard like a wolf in the pack, and like a snow eagle. Protecting the north in the wind and snow like wings."

The meteorite said nothing.

The breeze blows again, a thin cloud invades the path of the sun, the earth is dark, and the two facing each other are very shadowy.

Monty retracted his fingers, turned slowly halfway, and pointed to his chest.

Although the man raised the corner of his mouth, the emotions that erupted in his eyes were extremely complicated and unfathomable:

"And he gave me the dark and dirty side."

He smiled hippiely, and whispered softly: "Ned Monty, the dead crow lingering in the boundless hell."

"The killer without a name, a beast in human skin, a cold-blooded blade, a **** scum, covering the power ladder of the throne like a shadow under a cloud, and like an earthworm in a gutter Chasing rotten flesh and stench."

Death Crow's smile is even brighter.

"The two of us are the two sides of the legendary "Shake the Earth" Caslan."

"Inheriting his supreme glory..." Monty took a long and deep breath on the scorching ground, as if tasting the freshest air:

"...and endless sins."

Nicolae has a bitter expression and a complicated mood, and he can't speak for a long time.

And Monty just smiled and looked at the sky.

It seems that there is his hometown.

"Um..."

Not far away, Thales on the ground groaned in pain like a dream, as if experiencing embarrassing torture.

Nicolae frowned and looked at the prince.

At this moment, Monty's right hand jerked!

"Puff!"

With a loud noise, a black crossbow flew up from the air, pulled by a very thin wire, pulled over the low rock from behind Monty, and flew to the dead. Hands.

Meteor's face suddenly changed!

"Damn it!"

The battle resumed, and the two men who had recovered a bit of strength started moving almost at the same time!

Nicolai fought desperately from the ground, holding a saber, limping towards Monty with all his strength.

The Dead Crow sitting on the ground gritted his teeth, put his feet into the pedals of the crossbow machine, and winded up the strings, regardless of the injuries on his hands.

The meteorite rushed one meter in front of Monty, but the Dead Crow rolled around on the spot with a single leg as the axis at the right time, struggling and embarrassed to avoid Nicolai's first blow!

He also kicked up a large swath of dust, squinting his eyes slightly under the stimulation of Nicolai.

Monty looked ugly, and the rolling aggravated his injury.

Just listen to the "da" and the winding is complete.

Death Crow calmly pulled his foot out of the pedal of the crossbow machine.

Nicolai's heart is tight!

Oops.

The meteorite did not procrastinate, he used the little remaining power to end, roaring at the dead crow in the smoke!

And Monti struggled to raise the crossbow, and turned to the meteorite with a long crossbow bolt that was erected on it at an unknown time.

One sits on the ground, the other flies, the two at the end of the crossbow are both grim-faced, they are less than one meter apart, and the blade and the crossbow are facing each other!

The next moment.

"Clang!"

This is the sound of the blade hitting the crossbow machine.

Nicolai stared at the enemy in front of him, and he was relieved: He finally hit Monty's weapon before the opponent shot the crossbow.

Faced with the saber of the rising sun, the black crossbow was bizarrely unbroken, but it deviated from the direction after all.

"Huh!"

This is the sharp sound of a crossbow arrow.

A screaming crossbow arrow turned Nicolai's side face and shot to a place no one knew.

"Boom!"

Nicolai slammed a knee violently, spitting out blood from the mouth of Monty, who was unable to return to the sky, and fell back to the ground again. His only crossbow was able to be released and flew away.

"Fuck!"

The meteorite roared angrily, limped backwards, and was able to hold on to the rock wall before falling down:

"You just don't give up, right!"

On the ground, Monty, with a **** face, tried his best to lift his head and smile.

Looking at his expression, Nicolai suddenly realized something was wrong!

"Hey——Boom!"

Unexpectedly, Nicolai seemed to be slammed by an invisible arm, and the whole person slammed into the rock wall and stuck to the rock wall!

"Dang Cang!"

With a few crisp noises, the saber of the rising sun flew several meters away and fell to the ground, the red blade gradually cooling.

"Ah--"

The meteorite uttered a painful cry!

He lowered his head in disbelief, and saw a crossbow arrow that was slightly longer than the same kind. It passed through his left forearm, then through his left upper arm, and finally into his left shoulder, holding the meteorite in prison. Nailed firmly to the rock wall!

This is... what's going on?

Feeling the sharp pain from arm to shoulder that made him almost immobile, Nicolai, who was sweating coldly, looked at the crossbow arrow in astonishment, and then at the smiling Monty: He clearly shot the wrong way?

I’m not... Did I avoid it?

"Yeah," The Dead Crow spit out a mouthful of blood, shaking trying to get up, but finally fell down again: "I forgot to introduce."

But Monty watched Nicolai, who was nailed to death by the crossbow bolt, still snorted coldly, and pointed to the inconspicuous black crossbow in the distance.

Following his gaze, the face of the meteorite changed.

"This tattered stuff."

"There has never been anything it can shoot," Monty sank, took a sip, looked at the crossbow lying on the ground, seemingly disdainful, "There has never been a prey it can't shoot—it Existence is to torture every master."

"Legendary Anti-Magic Armed Forces,"

Only hear that the dead crow is slightly dissatisfied:

"The Crossbow of Time."

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