Kingdom’s Bloodline

Chapter 464 Rebirth (middle)

Tyres doesn't feel good.

very bad.

The whole body is sore and soothing, stimulating the coldness of the joints, as if to burn the hunger of the stomach, the irritations of the old and new wounds, and the dizziness and fatigue of mental exhaustion...

A variety of negative feelings, like floods.

The weeping and breathing of the members of the Guards, it sounded like a faint echo in the ears.

The stimuli of Taylor's vision also fluctuated.

The sin of the prison river, which has always been unsatisfactory, is now sulking in the air, as if the beast of a serious illness refused to give him more help.

Tells knows that this may be a side effect of the repairing power of the prison river, or it may be the aftereffect of the abuse of magic energy, or even the consequences of the flashing of the alchemy ball.

I have already tortured this young body too much.

But he has no choice.

No.

In the fear of the fast rope and the nervous sight of Belletti, the teenager tried his best to stand firm.

But he can't fall.

In the middle of the night, the same heavy body and mind, Tells said to himself, waved and refused the help of others.

Still can't.

He bit his tongue a few times and stimulated himself to be excited.

It seems that you can draw enough strength and concentration from the pain of near numbness.

In a different kind of silence, Tyres holding the torch turned around.

Look at the man who leans against the wall, squatting with his arm, and falling face to face.

With the eyes of Tells, other people have turned to the one who said nothing, just looking at the poor people of the two bodies.

Belletti's red eyes stared at the man, as if to expect something.

Cannon and Tartin’s look are full of shame that they dare not face, and Semir’s eyes are unspeakable.

But the closer the torches in the hands of Thales, the more the opponents are retreating, and even turning around to avoid, seemingly full of fear of the light.

"Quel Barney."

"Chief Pioneer."

Tyres sighed with exhaustion:

"I know that you have experienced a lot today."

The indifferent body image is what I feel, subconsciously shrinking backwards.

Tyres stopped.

In the blurred vision of the boy, the figure of Little Barney gradually became clear.

Not long ago, it was this man who stretched out the rough palm of his own.

But at this moment, the blasphemy in the eyes of the other side has long ceased to exist.

Instead, it is gray.

Filled with despair and self-blame, the pain and the grayness of confusion.

"No, Your Highness," said Little Barney's head against the shoulders and walls, half of his face immersed in the darkness, not really cut:

"Do not."

His words are hateful, and the brand on his face is more and more evident.

"Don't use that sensational trick to deal with me..."

"Don't comfort me, don't forgive me..."

Little Barney did not say anything.

He hugged his arm and huddled in the corner, avoiding the light.

It is like a beast that has lost its vitality.

no way no money.

Only the dead are dead.

What took him away?

What took this man?

Was the fierce and fiercely wielding sword and shield, and the heroes who broke into the enemy battles?

The extremely strong person who is in desperate situation, bloody, and has not changed color?

Tyres took a light breath and gently threw away the torch on his hand.

The dimly lit light and shadow flashed.

Without the stimulation of the torch, Little Barney finally turned his head slightly.

"of course not."

I saw a teenager evoke a peaceful smile:

"And I am not prepared to do that."

Tyres stared at Little Barney and his tone became calm:

"Because you have done nothing wrong."

The trembling little Bani stayed for a little while.

The dungeon was quiet.

Until the words of Tyres continue to sound:

"Since 18 years ago, as a loyal Guardian of the Royal Guard, Barney, your path has always been clear, straight, one-way and unique."

"You live in the purest world, you just need to stick to yourself, protect your companions, and never choose between dilemmas."

Little Barney’s eyes slowly solidified, but they did not move.

The teenager turned to other people in the dungeon, and the words were deep and seemed to sigh:

"Not like them."

Sak Elk looked at the two bodies on the ground, his eyes were difficult to see, and Semir fell deeply and seemed to be unruly.

"Unlike Naki, who is full of remorse and apology, he is hungry for the peace of mind."

Cannon, Bree and Talding each have their own ugliness.

"It’s not like knowing the truth, like a nap in the throat, suffering in the unspeakable hesitation."

Tyres stared at Barney's unchanging face and finally sighed:

"Not like..."

"Not like your father."

father.

When the word came out, Tyres saw Little Barney tremble.

The prince sighed in the bottom of my heart.

"So, do you think your father should tell you the truth that year, isn't it?"

Tyres looked at Barney’s struggling expression and whispered:

"The problem is, if he is really confessing to you, what do you do, how to choose?"

If he told me the truth...

The outline of Little Barney was distorted in the fire on the ground.

But the vanguard official finally turned his head in anger and stubbornly, facing the wall, avoiding the light, and saying nothing.

Only expose the ugliest branding in the fire.

Taylor looked calmly at each other's reaction and continued:

"I guess……"

"You will listen to his hardships, stand with him, and then like him, go back to the palace gate and go to the house for your choice and sin?"

"With the **** debt of Jun Jun, sleep on this?"

Little Barney still turned his head, but the branding of his face was inexplicably twitching.

The tone of Tyres began to increase:

"I still loyal to the first king, standing on his opposite side, with disappointment, sadness, incomprehension, anger and pain, meeting with his swordsmen, and destroying the deity?"

"With his father's stigma, a nightmare?"

The outline of Little Barney moved, and the veins on the fist were visible.

Taylors chuckled:

"Or, will you lose yourself in confusion and hesitation like this, refuse to accept reality, go away alone, and avoid everything that is coming?"

"With a coward's apology, chaos is the day?"

The boy’s gaze turned to the sword that Sac El took from Barney:

"Even... is it dead?"

One is dead.

The avant-garde officer with his arm evading everything stunned.

He seems to be unwilling, only spit out a few words from his mouth:

"Not important..."

But Taylor did not let him go on.

"I think this is his worry, his fear."

The voice of the prince is low:

"He knows you, understands you, so he is afraid, afraid that when you know the truth, when you know his choice, you have no more way to go..."

Tyres was wolf-skinned and exhausted, only a pair of eyes were burning.

"I think this is also the tacit agreement and agreement between your brothers and sisters who have kept you in the past for years."

Little Barney’s breathing stopped for a few seconds and was stunned.

He ignored the serious injury to his shoulders and arms and turned his head again to look at Tarding and others.

But they all bowed their heads and ducked his gaze.

Tyres ignored Bani's confused and painful look, but looked at the distance that did not exist and sighed softly:

"Your father didn't mean to betray and deceive you. Barney's vanguard officer is not a bet on both sides as Naki said.

Juvenile language with regret and sorrow:

"The truth is, he loves you."

"He wants to protect you."

Tyres’s voice paused, accompanied by Barney’s more messy breathing:

"He is just..."

"I don't know how to express it."

The prince’s voice is steady and profound, with incomprehensible emotions:

"So, he made a choice for you."

No one knows, at that moment, Tyres clenched his fist.

The choice made for you.

Little Barney’s thinking paused for a moment.

The vanguard officer is somewhat ecstatic.

In the long-term memories, the familiar figure that often visited his nightmare in the 18 years reappeared.

That solid, tough, he thought the stubborn figure that never fell.

And the voice of the past.

Serious, powerful, and long-lasting:

[Your grandmother wrote a letter... she wants you to go back. 】

[I think this should be chosen by you. 】

The eyes of Little Barney are scattered in the fire.

Go back a bit...

It is up to you to choose...

Little Barney subconsciously hugged himself, groaning, raising the inexplicable fear in his heart.

But in the next second, what he heard in his ear was a rare, not so tough, and even weak and helpless statement:

[No, we can't escape. 】

【my son. 】

The voice of the other party is getting more and more blurred, and the face is getting clearer and clearer.

Let me choose...

Do not.

The expression of Little Barney slowly distorted.

He was so sad that he was holding his arm and breathing intermittently.

"Do not……"

Barney put his face on his shoulder and couldn't help but twitch, his voice trembled and deformed:

"father……"

It seems that I don't want to look too weak. The little Bani, whose face is twisted, stuffs the left index finger into the teeth and bites the sob in the throat.

The Guard's people silently watched Barney's grief and pain, and the unspeakable sorrow spread out in the air.

Tyres slowly sighed and his heart tasted.

"His plan is obviously out of date."

The prince tried his best to use his mildest, but also the most serious voice:

"Even if you are 18 years late, you still face the truth."

"Cruel, but true."

Little Barney began to tremble again.

Pioneer officials have eyes, it seems that this can stop certain things.

"I know your trick, Your Highness."

He reluctantly snorted.

“The common tools of the nobility – just like just dealing with other people, you use their weaknesses to give them conditions that they can't refuse, in exchange for what you want most.”

On the other side, holding Cannon, Brill and Tarding, and even Belletti and others have changed slightly.

Little Barney licked his nose and said to Tyres:

"You are using my feelings about my father now."

Tyres paused for a moment and seemed to be intolerable.

But after all, he took a deep breath and slowly spoke:

"So, is that your weakness?"

"Your father?"

"When he deprives you of your own choice, so that you can avoid painful choices, or even avoid the consequences of choice?"

father.

Barney's arm began to tighten, feeling the progressively increased fracture pain.

Do not.

He braved the cold sweat to loosen his teeth, opened his red eyes, and looked at the prince without hesitation.

"Is his move meaningful to you?"

But Tyres shook his head.

"Don't answer me," prince whispered:

"Answer yourself."

Little Barney is slightly stagnation.

Tyres turned his head and glanced over the complex-faced Semir, sweeping through the hopeful Beletti, sweeping through the incomprehensible three men of Tardin, sweeping over the sorcerer who was vicquent and confused.

The prince took a deep breath and eased his dizziness.

"For example, will you be like just..."

Tyres turned back and struggled to reach out and pick up the long sword on the ground.

"Like your father expected, worried, feared."

"Become a weak veteran who has lost his vitality, fell into despair, and is desperate to seek death, knowing the truth, Quel Barney?"

Barney's eyes solidified on the long sword in the hands of Tyres.

His whimper was getting smaller and the trembling stopped.

Taylor sighed.

"Do you know?"

The prince bowed his head, his voice was low, and his words were sad:

"If you did that..."

"That only represents one thing - your father, he is right."

Little Barney trembled!

"Because you can't admit it, you have taken care of your father's worries and confirmed his judgment: everything he faces, you can't bear it."

Tyres stepped forward and resisted dizziness and inhaled:

"You are equal to your father's idea, agree with the choices he made for you, and follow the path he laid for you."

The vanguard officer clenched his teeth, his expression became more and more painful, and his face became more and more distorted.

His gaze was at this moment a resolute and unrecognizable prince, and a long sword lying on the ground with a **** sword.

"You prove with your own actions: Your father should never tell you the truth of the matter, he should never share his choice with you, and the weakness is like you, and you should never know, don't deserve to know this secret!"

Tyres was tough and his eyes were sharp.

Surprisingly, Beleti and others behind him looked at each other.

But the words of Taylors are still going on, and the tone is getting stronger:

"Because you, Quel Barney, the vanguard, because you can't stand the pain, you can't bear the consequences!"

"You are not qualified to make your own choice."

Little Barney unconsciously clenched his fists and was short of breath.

The vanguard officer and the prince silently looked at each other, one side struggled and hesitated, one side was firm and cold.

Unexpectedly, the next second, the prince's tone fell and returned to exhaustion:

"however."

"Are you?"

I saw that Tyres took a deep breath, but twitched and turned the sword and handed out the hilt to Barney.

"is it?"

Little Barney froze.

[Your grandmother wrote a letter... she wants you to go back. 】

The familiar voice echoed in his ear.

[Good, then don't go back. 】

He set his eyes on the sword to change back and forth, for a moment of confusion, a moment of pain, and a moment of anger.

Until Taylors gently hangs the unmanned hilt.

The dungeon was quiet again, only breathing sounds.

It seems to be a century old.

Finally, Little Barney opened his mouth and took a heavy breath in the dull dungeon, trying to calm down.

"But if," said Little Barney's next sentence with a strong irony and disappointment:

"What if I am?"

"Is that the unbearable person after the truth is broken?"

Barney’s words were heavy, dull and hoarse.

"If I am such a coward, I am not qualified to choose for myself?"

But Taylors smiled.

He gently dropped the long sword and let it whisper on the ground.

"You said, Barney," the prince's voice was soft and hoarse, as if he was afraid of waking up the sleeping man.

"Those brothers and sisters that you cherish, they are the reasons that support you in the darkness, and persist in the present, right?"

Hearing this statement, the people of the Guards breathed.

Little Barney’s figure in the fire shook a little.

Following the eyes of Tells, the man numbly swept through the two bodies of his peers.

The prince looked at Naji and Nai’s icy body in sorrow, whispering:

"But I think that the opposite is true."

Little Barney's fingers are slightly tight, and the breathing becomes more and more disordered.

Tyles raised his gaze and glanced at the underground storage room of the white bones, full of dust and mess.

The Guards found that the prince’s expression became embarrassing and confused.

"Naki said that everyone in this dungeon that is dark and bottomless is tortured."

"But there are only one person."

"He lives in the only place where the light shines."

Little Barney’s eyes solidified for a moment.

The people of the Royal Guards are all in one.

Tyres’s voice is very light and very careful:

"Where, he has what he has lost and what he most desires."

I saw the face bruised and described the wolf-stricken teenager bowing his head and showing a calm and brisk smile to Barney.

Little Barney stunned.

"Compared to the ignorance or secrets of others, you are able to maintain the purest attachment, the purest firmness, and the purest sincerity."

Beletti was fascinated, and Tartin bowed his head in pain. Semir’s hand was on the hilt, and Cannon and Brill did not speak.

Tyres uses his brightest and most regrettable tone to open:

"This is what they have long lost, the most envious, the most embarrassing, the most admired, the most eager but the most inaccessible. The most precious thing is that your father is premised on his own indulgence, and that your brothers and sisters are eternal. For the price, the fire that is saved for you."

"Let them be self-defeating, and they can't look at it, and they don't dare to look directly at the fire."

The words are clear and the finish is long.

Little Barney no longer speaks, he just blasphemes in place.

The rest of the Guard’s expressions are either confused or unruly, and they are different.

Thales stunned Naki and Nai on the ground, but smiled:

"The truth is, Quel Barney, before I came here, you are them. It is the light of your hands and feet in the darkness: bright and hot, burning and glaring, on behalf of them are not willing or afraid I think, the most bright and beautiful side that I dare not destroy."

Every word of Tyres makes Little Barney's chest undulating, letting others bow their heads and sigh, even Sackel is no exception.

"Acknowledge or not, Little Quill Barney..."

Tyres leaned down hard, and his palm stayed for a second over the **** remnant sword, then slowly traversed.

He picked up the torch next to him.

"You are the desperate world they betrayed everywhere, and the only thing that is still looking forward to retaining loyalty."

“It’s the only coordinates when they are immersed in self-blame and shackles and doubt themselves in a meaningless future.”

"It's the only light they can see when they are struggling with bruises in the darkness of blood."

"It is the only existence that they can respect, love, envy, and be able to look forward to without reservation and scruples."

"It’s the last solace when they look back in the rest of their lives."

Just listen to Tyres and sigh:

"In 18 years, you are the reason to support them to live."

"And after all this happens, are you..."

But Little Barney interrupted the prince.

"fake."

He was a little angry and angry, his hands and feet and expressions were quite overwhelmed.

"fake!"

"These are illusions, things they created with despicableness and betrayal," Little Barney shook his head and pinched his fist, as if he could be awake:

"It never existed."

He whispered hoarsely and weakly:

"Whether it is my father or someone else... They didn't give me a choice at all!"

"No!"

Little Barney was a little excited, and his words made most of the guards stunned and dared to look straight.

At this time, Taylors suddenly stepped forward!

He raised the torch in his hand!

The fire was close, and it couldn’t help but flicker, and the little Barney spurred his hands to hide.

"No, they didn't give you a choice," the boy said quietly:

"But your life is given."

Tyres’s speech rate is very slow, and the excited little Barney has been eased unconsciously.

Taylors sighed again:

"Just, compared to other people, the choice that belongs to you is coming later, but it is more critical and more important than them."

"It’s at this moment, here."

"After eighteen years."

Tyres turned and looked at everyone, including Sakuel, who was also immersed in the darkness.

"Yes, Barney, when the truth is white, the water is falling out, when all the camouflage is torn apart, cruelly confronted," Taylors said:

"You will understand that everything you have experienced before is what you can make for today."

select.

Tyres recalled everything that was dreaming in the "critical", endured the pain of the body, and turned back.

He looked firmly at Barney, who was dodging.

"And this choice is," the second prince whispered:

"When you face all the darkness of this world, when you are angry with betrayal, you are deceived by deception, you are suffering because of hatred, you are desperate because of failure, when everything you fight for is far away from you."

"What kind of person would you choose to become?"

No one spoke.

Another silence is unspeakable.

But Little Barney’s gaze is no longer embarrassing. He just stares at the prince, his expression is complicated and it is difficult to understand.

He snorted from the nose, sad and helpless.

“It’s easy to say,” said Little Barney, clenching his teeth and leaning forward, as if trying to resist something:

"Because you are not there!"

He gritted his teeth.

"If it is you, if you have experienced it all: betrayal, deception, hatred, failure..."

Little Barney raised the volume and resentfully said to the prince:

"You, what kind of choice can you make, what kind of person will you become?"

But he was quickly interrupted.

"simple."

Tyres sighed.

"In the stars, the teacher who taught me swordsman, she told me on the first day."

The next moment, Taylor's arm moves!

Little Barney was shocked, but responded very quickly to the things that Tyres threw.

It is a torch.

It was the torch that Tyres picked up from the ground.

The fire burned tenaciously in front of the little Barney, and his body was up and down, from bloodshed, scars, holes, to imprints and imprints.

Dispel the darkness.

"She said to me: Lift your shield."

Just listening to Tyre’s calm, but unquestionable:

"There are only two situations, you can put it down."

At that moment, the little Barney holding the torch was alive!

The fire shone in his hands and fluttered back and forth.

But after all, it did not fall.

"No matter how **** the world is, Barney, no matter what facts they try to convince you, deceive you, seduce you to open yourself to hatred, repay your abominations, surrender to anger, and bow down to despair, to become them. Captives and slaves in the rules..."

The fast rope that has been silently watching is the first to feel: the mood of Taylors has changed.

"No matter what the reality does to you, no matter how others attack you, hurt you, torture you, no matter how limited and painful the choices left for you in life..."

"No matter how many times the **** world betrayed you, betrayed you, hurts you, and forces you..."

Under the fire, Princes of Tyres, who took risks with the fast rope himself these days, revealed rare and complex emotions at this moment:

Pain, sorrow, numbness...

And fragile.

These fast-tracks thought that they would miss the life of Tyres, who was optimistic, humorous, and strong.

After a few seconds of pause, Taylors took a deep breath.

"Only one thing is the most important."

Before Little Barney’s smug expression, Tyres uttered a faint smile that didn’t know whether it was helpless or not:

"They want to change you."

"I want you to let go of the shield."

In the silent, dull dungeon, Little Barney stared at Taylors.

His eyes suddenly flashed a long time ago scene, when he just joined the Royal Guard.

At that time, he was young and contented, proud and confident.

Get rid of.

On that day, he swayed the wooden sword in his hand, and the girl in the country who fell in the sand and was sore and painful...

At that time, he thought that he had climbed the royal family and got the favor of the Crown Prince. Only then was his joke, and he was stuffed into the vanity girl who "learned martial arts" in his hand.

[Trust me, Miss, I hate the extent of this task, just as much as you hate me now. 】

He still remembers that in the practice field, he endured the gaze of his peers and scorned the "training object" assigned by His Royal Highness:

[Now, distinguished Ms. Ginny, raise your shield. 】

He still remembers the girl's eyes when she gritted her teeth from the ground.

[Only two cases, you can put it down...]

I remember the sweat on her face mixed with dust and blood.

And the girl, no matter how miserable she was, was caught in her hand and never let go of the shield.

[You die, or the enemy is dead. 】

Little Barney’s eyes were blurred.

"You don't need comfort and forgiveness, the vanguard."

Ters Young channel:

"You just have to face yourself."

A few seconds later, Barney seemed to have some bright eyes that did not come to the prince's hopes, subconsciously bowed his head and avoided the other's sight.

At this moment, he was in a mess and was at a loss.

"Is that possible?"

Little Barney kept his head and looked at the two bodies on the ground, with doubt and sorrow, and the tone became hesitant.

And Tyres looked at the little bitny, who was biting his teeth and holding a torch, and smiled faintly.

"of course."

"Because I did that."

Tyres turned slowly, leaving the Pioneer officer with a crumbling but difficult step.

"From the first day," under the eyes of everyone, the teenager took a step and smiled and raised his head:

"To the last day."

This chapter was written for a month, and after changing the seven drafts, it was as confusing as the emotions of Little Barney and my recent life.

I was originally prepared to finish the chapter of "Rebirth", but I am not satisfied with how to write the latter part, or keep it (below) and continue to polish it.

Yesterday, I chatted with Kuqiqi who wrote "Aoba". It is said that her new book "Weird Talks" has a bad grade, which makes her very lost (although she is a slapstick who doesn't care if I don't care).

You may wish to take a look at "Weird Talk about Absence", or the same structure, stories and stories, bringing out the main story.

According to my understanding of the skill and penpower of the previous "Aoba", it is very likely that it will be exerted in the future.

Friendly reminder: The character "Li Yun" in the previous ten chapters is not the protagonist, just a dragon set (a dozen chapters, just write a dragon set, and die for the Kuqiqi).

(End of this chapter)