Kingdom’s Bloodline

Chapter 217, the person who is late

The first reaction came from Tulleha.

The hands of the Fire Knight were slightly tight, and Tyres felt the coolness of the neck side deepened - the knife back of the golden saber was directly attached to his skin.

The second prince did not dare to move, fearing that Tuleha had a backhand and his neck would be bright red.

"Amazing, black sword?" Tulleha narrowed his eyes: "A man with almost no features?"

Taylors just nodded.

"Interesting," Tulleha's mouth was slightly tilted, and his eyes showed a strong war: "An acquaintance."

Raphael frowned, and looking at Tyres' eyes was complicated.

"Black sword?"

Kashan gently clasped his hands: "What you said - is the black sword of the Black Street Brotherhood?"

Cohen, who heard the news, had a glimpse.

fraternity?

Why are the black street brothers of the stars...

"I don't know," said the broad-eyed Thales, who was afraid that his throat would touch Tulha's blade in the moving: "Probably."

Kashan looked at him quietly.

"Secretary gave the star of the star to the black sword?" The red witch whispered.

Raphael said nothing, just watching Taylor in silence, even ignoring Cohen's movement behind him.

Tyres pulled out a sly and ugly smile, indicating the default.

Please.

The ghost knows what the stars are.

And that Raphael had no plans to speak at all.

Taylors was frightened and thought: Mr. Black Sword, I had to take your old man to stop it, you should not mind - anyway, there will be no less meat.

However, just a few seconds later, the old woman suddenly laughed.

"Ha ha ha," Kashan smiled and shook his head. His eyes were full of helplessness and fun like watching a child fight: "Moratte must have a headache for you."

"Love the lying boy."

Tyres’ eyes narrowed slightly: “Ah?”

The red witch sighed.

"Do you think that I know the secret plan in advance," Kashan lifted the eyes full of eyes and eyes, with a deep chill in his eyes: "Do you know that they want to use the disaster to launch a conspiracy?"

Taylors glimpsed.

"When you are still on the road to Longyan City, Prince Teres..."

"An old friend from the Black Street Brotherhood, asks us for help," Kashan glanced at the people in the lap, and his eyes stayed on Raphael for a while: "He is being helped by the blood bottle." To the north, I have to be in your mission."

It took a few seconds for Tyres to understand the meaning of the sentence, and then a slight tremor - his brain instantly opened a string.

"Old friends of the Brotherhood?"

Tyres was incredulous, and at that moment he didn't even care about the blade on his neck: "You mean, Ramon?"

"That doctor?"

"It's him?"

Kashan showed a strange smile.

Raphael still has a calm expression and is silent.

Wyatt and Rolf looked at each other with amazement.

"It turned out that Ramon asked me to use the letter crow on the road, not to contact the Black Street Brotherhood," Tyres woke up and muttered: "It is to contact you."

The red witch sighed slightly and her eyes were deep.

"Ramon's brain is very flexible. He guessed that the dilemma he was in may be the secret of the secret," Kashan calmly said: "So I contacted the dark room directly."

"And I know Morat too much - he must be planning something."

Rafael sighed when he heard it.

The celebrity's comer looked at Tarce eccentrically: "Why is an unidentified doctor allowed to use a messenger or a black sand collar?"

"And you didn't pay attention to where he was going to communicate?"

Taylors glimpsed a little, and immediately remembered the history of contact with Ramon, could not help but look pale.

He can't always say that Ramon saw his use of magical energy, and then told him about the magic, so that they can be exchanged?

But this is not what he needs to worry about most at the moment.

"The fraternity people informed us about the conspiracy of our secret department," the red witch crossed the figure of several people and slowly shook his head at him: "And you said that the secret department would collude with the brothers, and even gave the star of the club to the fraternity." Chief?"

Taylors can only show a bitter smile.

"I don't have as much power as Morat," Kashan said faintly: "But I can still see what lies."

Taylor looked at her eyes and only felt the scalp tighten.

Really bad.

Kasan smiled and snorted and looked back at Raphael.

"Don't bend around again, children," the red witch's eyes began to become serious: "You may not be with you... but I know you have a way to get it right away."

Raphael frowned slightly.

Cohen and Miranda couldn't help but look at the young people in the Secret.

"The secret of Stars has mastered a mysterious ability to transmit from a long time ago." Kashan's mouth was slightly tilted.

"Small to voice letters, big to weaponry and even living people," the red witch's eyes are filled with a strong interest: "You can ignore the distance and transport it to your destination in an instant."

Taylors stunned.

Delivery ability.

sound……

Ignore the distance.

Cohen's face changed, Miranda frowned, and Wyatt was suspicious.

Just on Rafael's arm, that black hole like a biological mouth...

Raphael did not speak, he still looked at the red witch quietly.

As if he was not here at all.

"Give me the star of the stars," the face of the darkroom leader is still gentle, but the words have become more and more serious: "If you don't want to see what happened to your prince."

Tyres’s face suddenly became pale.

Tulleha snorted with dissatisfaction.

At this time, a fine voice that no one heard for a long time sounded weakly from the corner of the cell.

Full of grievances and low emotions.

"You have been a long time ago, a long time ago..."

"Do you know these things?"

Everyone gave a slight glimpse, and then they looked at the corner that came to the sound.

Tyles was covered with a knife on his neck and couldn't turn his head, but he was also taken aback—because he heard the owner of the sound.

I saw the little girl who was neglected - the little slick was leaning against the wall, his face was white, and he was shaking and looking at Kashan.

"Are you not a dark room person?" I saw a small slicker biting his lower lip, his eyes full of pain and fear.

"The darkroom is the shadow cast by the dragon wing," the little slipper muttered. "But why..."

The little slippery face changed, as if I remembered the most unbearable memories.

"Why didn't you report to your majesty," the little slicked eyes were filled with tears, and the whole body was shaking: "You are waiting for the disaster, waiting for the disaster... watching them in the city of Longyan, putting everyone in ......"

Tyres frowned.

He remembered the people who ran away and fled, the people who suffocated in the air, the people who were separated in flesh and blood, the shield that was completely destroyed.

Kashan seemed a little surprised, and she looked back at the messy little girl in the corner.

After a few seconds, she sighed deeply.

"I am sorry," unexpectedly, the Red Witch actually glimpsed in the direction of the little slicker: "Miss Alex Walton."

Cohen’s eyes widened and he looked incredulously to the little slicker.

Miranda picked a brow.

Hearing the name, the little slicker seemed to be shocked, and she looked at Taylors in vain.

But Tyres was still covered with a knife on his back and could not see her expression.

"Even if I know that Morat is making a ghost..." The voice of the red witch sounded.

"The darkroom is still at a loss," Kashan said with sincerity and sadness: "The secret department hides the news and whereabouts."

The red witch raised her body and shook her head.

"Time is too late."

"The blood magician arrived at Longyan City very early. We don't know the plan of the secret department, and we have no defense." Kashan sounded low and his eyes were desolate: "You can only watch the mission getting closer." ”

The little slicker came back from the horror and the fear. She squeezed her fist and shook her head.

"Then you should report to your Majesty!" The girl bit her teeth, tears in her eyes flowed out. "That is the king of all Exeters! There are so many people dead in the city of Longyan... He must be able to prevent these things from happening!"

The red witch raised her head sharply, her eyes suddenly brightened, and she looked at the little slippery seriously.

"Our king?" Ms. Kashan whispered and spit out the name of the king:

"Nun Nikaru Kahn Walton?"

The person in charge of the darkroom smiled lightly.

"Trust me, I have respected him for the past three decades," she nodded, showing homage and memory. "At least, in most of the reigning time, he is a good king - I I am ready to report to him."

Kasan changed his face and spit out the next sentence:

"If he didn't look at me, he was going to sell the Dragon City to the Stars, and he intended to betray Exeter to continue his family."

Everyone's face has changed.

"What?" Cohen, surprised, couldn't help but speak.

The little slicker was pale and looked straight at Kashan.

"Yes, my dear lady," the red witch sighed slightly: "I intercepted the letter of the crow of Nunn to the Star King."

"He wants to rely on the power of the Nine Stars to save the endangered cloud guns, and wants to shake the new king by the marriage of you and the little prince," Kassan's eyes became very fierce: "Do not hesitate to do so." Stars got the chips to intervene in Exeter."

"Even in the future, let a heir with the blood of the comet take the first territory of Exeter."

Except for Raphael and Tells, almost everyone has widened their eyes.

Even Tulleha couldn't help but turn around and look back.

Everyone's eyes looked at the little slick, and looked at Kashan, and finally looked at the second prince who was held hostage.

At that moment, Taylors only felt that the mood was complicated.

In front of his eyes, King Nunn handed the ring to the little slipper.

"God," Cohen's mouth was "O", and he stared straight at Tell: "This is what you said, the truth of the alliance between the King of Nunn and us?"

"Let the descendants of the comet royal family and the Walton family inherit the Grand Duke of Longyan City?"

"As King of Exeter," the Red Witch slowly shook his head: "He shouldn't do that."

"For Exeter, there is only one thing I can do."

Raphael looked up and there was a strange glow in a pair of red dragonflies.

"So you went to find Lombard." He whispered.

Kashan did not speak, she just looked calmly at the enemy in front of her face.

Tyres looked at the red witch slyly.

I only feel confused in my mind.

"This is really the biggest joke," the second prince muttered subconsciously. "It turns out that your betrayal is not an accident."

"For this... you want the life of King Nunn."

Tyles closed his eyes and sighed deeply, only feeling exhausted.

"The secret and the dark room, both of which are his life - you are almost equal to cooperation..."

"In this case, even if King Nunn has a backing of the army of Longyan City, there is a White Blade Guard as a barrier..."

In the bottom of my heart, Thales silently said the following sentence: How could it not die?

At that moment, he really felt bored.

Kashan snorted and his expression was subtle.

"For hundreds of years, the mystery is always silent, quietly weaving the thunder in the deep clouds," the red witch's eyes are full of strange colors, like a just-winning chess player: "phase In contrast, in the passive darkroom, they had to borrow eggs from the nest, and through the lightning lightning of the secret department, broke all the obstacles of Exeter."

"You want to watch the Exeter princes, killing like a beast?" Kashan smiled: "Then let us kill at the end of the first round."

Raphael, who listened to all of this, couldn't help but squeeze his fist.

"You want a deadly fight between the two sides," the Red Witch re-engaged his hand into his sleeve: "Then we will push the situation to one side."

Cohen and Miranda exchanged a look and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

"Do you want Exeter after Nunn to fall into the throne of the throne, and the chaos for power suspicion?"

The head of the darkroom shook his head slightly:

"Then we will give you Chaman Rumba."

Raphael covered his lips and closed his eyes and sighed.

"So, Nunn lost his eyes and ears, facing the scourge and Rumba, no effort to fight back," he looked at the ground slyly. "All of our backhands failed."

"I lost." Raphael lowered the road.

Kasan snorted and his expression replied.

"I know what you are thinking, children," the red witch nodded gently, looking at the slick slick: "Since things can't be done, then you will get a Walton bloodline back to the stars as a chip, is it?" ?"

"what a pity……"

Kashan seemed to shake her head with some regret.

The next moment, she looked awkward.

"Morrat, why is he so anxious?" The red witch raised her head and flashed in her eyes: "Is even a hairy boy to do such a thing?"

“Why are you so anxious – to train you in the way you train your heirs?”

The silent Raphael still did not speak.

What Miranda thought of, was shocked.

Kassan, who did not get an answer, showed a confident smile, then gently opened her mouth, and her voice was full of fatigue and low.

"There is not much time left, is it?"

As soon as this statement came out, all the stars were slightly stunned.

Rafael frowned.

"Tell me, how long can he stay?" The Red Witch whispered, and there was a slight sorrow in his tone:

"Five years, still ten years?"

Raphael picked up his lips.

Tyres looked at Kashan slyly, and Morat’s figure appeared in his heart.

That one can use a word to force Gilbert and Ginny, the old man who can see through lies.

Actually...

The next second, Kashan took a deep breath, as if to absorb all the emotions.

"Forget it, don't mention him," she twitched her lips. "We are still going back to the topic."

The red witch took a clap.

With her applause, many people walked into the door.

There are black sand collar soldiers with patrol costumes, and ordinary people wearing different costumes, men and women, who seem to be civilians.

But they all looked badly at the people in the cell.

The soldiers of the black sand collar walked into the cell with their swords and came to the stars.

Those "civilians" walked quietly behind Kashan and said nothing.

Tyres sighed.

Tulleha chuckled.

Seeing the surrounding scene, Miranda changed his mind, and Cohen looked down in pain.

"What should I do now?" The alert officer bit his teeth and whispered annoyedly.

"Stabilize." Raphael replied in a low voice.

"If you still refuse to hand over the star of the stars," the red witch smiled slightly: "You know... I can use it to threaten you, not just the prince."

"And your companions."

Raphael looked at Kashan coldly.

The red witch leaned over and nodded to him, revealing a familiar and sly smile.

Tyres looked at the soldiers in the field and watched them stand in formation, blocking the exit, and the heart was cold.

It’s over.

Now - he feels the coolness on his neck and glances at Tuleha, who looks indifferently - what to do?

But it is at this moment.

"Boom!"

A huge roar came.

Kashan jerked up!

Crushed stone and dust slammed down from the top of the head, and suddenly there was a burst of smoke in the cell!

The soldiers of the black sand collar were subconsciously stalked.

Before everyone reacted, several figures suddenly fell from the sky.

As before, Tulleha.

The Fire Knight realized that he was not right. He responded quickly: Tyres only felt that his arm was tight, and then Tulleha firmly grasped his right hand and controlled it in front of him.

The stimulating smoke is so fascinating that Thales can't open his eyes. He can only distinguish the situation in the field by listening.

During the flashing of the figures, there were countless fighting sounds in the smoke, metal slamming and the anger of the soldiers.

"Hey!"

"boom!"

"Hey!"

"Fast defense!"

"Be careful!"

"Backward!"

"Protect well... amount!"

In just a few dozen seconds, with a few sounds of the human body falling, the sound of chaos disappeared and the field gradually quieted down.

The smoke finally faded away.

Tyres was still firmly held in his hand by Tuleha, the blade was not away from the neck, and the fire knight was frowning, watching the situation in the cell coldly.

The prince saw everything in front of him.

The shock hit his heart.

Just in the position where the Red Witch was standing, the ceiling of the head had broken a big hole.

The black sand collar soldiers, including the darkroom, all retreated to the thick door position, and looked at the uninvited guests in front of them in a nervous and surprised look - these invaders descended from the sky.

That is a dozen of powerful warriors, with fierce eyes, neat movements, light gray armor, and machete masked.

Some people are even equipped with excellent arm shields and bows.

At this moment, the invaders are forming a formation, and they are stopped in front of the soldiers in the black sand collar, separating them from the stars in the cell and from Tulha.

And on the side of these sudden warriors, many enemies have fallen down – even after their defenses, the red witch is standing ugly in front of Raphael, away from the protection of his own people.

Kashan’s situation was not good – her nose was slanted with a sleek, long-handled white knife and her right arm was tightly clamped.

"All back," the supporter behind her said coldly to the soldiers of the black sand collar: "Look at the lady's carotid artery."

Cohen looked at the intruders slyly and looked at them with Miranda and Wyatt. It was difficult to hide their suspicions.

Everyone was caught off guard by sudden accidents.

"Who is this again?" The police officer bowed his body.

Miranda shook his head and looked at Raphael, who was still silent.

Looking at these sudden warriors, Tyres twitched.

and many more.

This kind of costume...

He looked at the equipment of these soldiers carefully and then opened his mouth in surprise.

Thales recognized these people.

The silent confrontation lasted for a few seconds.

Until the red witch who was held hostage sighed.

"So, rumors are true."

She took her eyes back from the blade in front of her neck and said to the defender standing behind her:

"You really built an emergency secret passage in the gate?"

The red witch narrowed her eyes, and she glanced at the invaders around her, and looked at her own subordinates—they were forced to retreat outside the thick door—and the tone was low: “Even the darkroom could hold it... I really Look at you all."

There was a low laugh behind her.

"Snow Blade and Dragon Wing - From the day of Exeter's founding, we will live together and contain each other."

I saw the stalker's pale face, leaning over Kassan's ear and whispering: "Beware of the vigilance of the darkroom every move: this is what we should do."

Raphael saw the face of the coming man and he frowned.

Under the surprised eyes of Miranda and Cohen, Raphael walked badly and walked to the side of Kashan and the invaders.

"you are late!"

The young people in the secret department are cold and cold to the human: "Almost killed us!"

The person picked up his eyebrows and his pale face moved slightly.

"It takes a process to gather the scattered brethren." The eyes of the coming people crossed Raphael.

He looked at Tulha, who was holding Thales, and he was afraid to cast a provocative look on the Raptors: "Hey, Tulleha, thanks to the sound you made - otherwise we have to find more Long."

Tulleha frowned and uttered a bad low voice from his throat.

Tyles stared blankly at the pale man and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The stranger picked a brow and looked at the small slick from the corner of the wall and paused.

"In addition, you'd better be polite," the pale-faced man swayed at the blade in front of Kassan's neck: "After all, I am saving your life."

"The little boy from the Secret."

Seri Niely - the commander of the White Blade Guard, the captain of the Nunn King, the enemy of the comet's royal family, and the "comet" of one of the five wars of Exeter, said calmly to Raphael. .

In the process of thinking about the name of the chapter, I added more than a thousand words.

I was thinking about whether or not to break the chapter, and then sighed: forget it.

The number of words charged is 4500, the actual number of words is 6000, and the extra 1500 is enough for me.

(Well, because I like to change the text from time to time, so the actual number of words far exceeds the number of words in the number of words, there are many in front - you may wish to go back and download again from time to time.)

(sigh, this is a romance that pirated readers won't understand.)

By a serious face without a sword.

(End of this chapter)