Kingdom’s Bloodline

Chapter 55: The spokesperson of the setting sun

The injured Tels, who was carried by a member of the Guards, was dizzy and swaying while shaking, but with the speed of the troops.

The pain in the left shoulder and left arm awakened his consciousness.

Where am I?

He shook his head hard.

It took a while for Taylors to realize that he was ignorantly escorted by the elite royal guards headed by the cloaked woman, steadily marching in the marching pace.

Gilbert and Ginny walked with the cloak woman and seemed to be talking in a low voice.

Tyres took a deep breath and dragged his tired spirit and looked up.

They passed through a thick gray-black palace wall that stretched far and far, and seemed to be invisible. The wall was mottled and damaged. It seemed to have gone through a long and long time.

The Guards marched neatly to a giant steel cable-stayed door in front of a giant steel cable-stayed door. At the top of the palace wall, there were more than a dozen squadrons. The Guards had passwords with the rigorous guards. , was released.

Taylors opened his mouth in a dull manner and stared at the stars and moonlight.

The earth under the feet, from muddy wasteland to rough stone land, to delicately paved tiles with unknown materials, the lights on both sides are getting bigger and bigger, more and more refined, and more and more bright and dazzling.

When a giant **** is also like, the magnificent pyramid-like building appears in front of the ground, when the ten-step whistle of the Royal Guards, as a team of patrol soldiers, when the servants come and go When they nodded to them, Taylors suddenly woke up.

They are here.

Yongxing City is the tallest, largest, most magnificent and the most prestigious building.

Tyre's nerves were loose and he lowered his head again.

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When he woke up again, it was already the morning of the next day.

Tyres found himself wearing a rough pajamas lying on a cushioned stone bed.

He gave a slight glimpse of the left and left shoulders that had been bandaged. After consciously no problem, he jumped into the stone bed flexibly and stepped on the ground made of icy stone.

The icy temperature and rough touch came from the soles of the feet.

Tyres frowned.

He took a step and touched the same cold stone wall and looked at the place.

The ceiling is not high, but it is also the same material as the wall, floor and bed surface, giving off a faint chill.

He walked toward the window sill, opened the wooden window, and the cold wind poured in, and he was so cold that he was groaning.

Fortunately, the winter sun, from the high stone window sill, extravagantly into this pure stone room.

But unlike the warm Judith Hall, even white and sunlight can't dispel the cold and damp discomfort in this room.

Just like... like a waste house.

In his heart, Tyres remembered where he had been for four years.

He glanced out the window.

The boy suddenly took a breath.

At the moment of the probe, he saw a crowd of ants, a carriage with a fingernail, a house with a checkerboard size, a densely lined street – no doubt, this room is in a very high place overlooking Under the square color of the king of the scenery.

Just like the past life - he said to himself.

At this time, the only door in the room made of thick wood was pushed open.

First class court lady, Ginny Bakwi appeared at the door of the house

"Ms. Ginny?" Taylors saw an acquaintance, and his heart was relieved.

"It seems that you are recovering well." Ginny's face was pale and her spirits didn't seem too good, but she still supported her body.

It’s not bad...

Ginny said, the dagger in the previous day, the next day... This kind of resilience, even the orcs.

She sighed.

"Right, Ginny! Amount, Ms. Ginny!" Tyres even forgot to use honorific words, and he hurried forward:

"Yesterday...Jordel, and Gilbert..."

Ginny reached out a hand and interrupted the words of Tyres. She only listened to her silently:

"Don't worry, Gilbert is kneeling beside him, they have something to deal with."

"And Jodel, he is still alive..."

Still alive? Taylor’s heart was shocked, didn’t that mean...

Ginny also seemed to realize that what she said was a bit too heavy. She immediately corrected: "He has a few smashing arrows and is currently recovering from injury. Yesterday, thanks to his timely notification of another secret guard, the Royal Guard will only Come in time."

Tyres breathed a sigh of relief with complex feelings.

fortunately.

That is not the last time.

The masked guard.

Lived down.

Tyres immediately remembered the conversation with Jodel last night.

I remembered the question that Jodel did not answer, and remembered the doubts on him.

Thales also remembered the children who died in the dead house, and they saw it in their hearts.

why.

Why did Joel see death?

Is it...

Taylors sighed: No matter what the answer to this question, after experiencing the thrilling scene of last night, after the rescue of Jodel’s life...

But the thing is like a thorn, swaying in the heart of Tells, making him unforgettable.

Taylors knows that he can no longer trust Jodel without any greed as he first met.

Tyres shook his head and immediately turned his attention back to Ginny.

Wait, another secret guard?

Taylors remembered the young woman wearing a cloak.

He saved this information, and before he could digest it, the brain jumped to another thing.

"And, those assassins, with the Duke of Kevindir..."

Ginny’s eyes became harsh, which reminded Taylors of those hard days, only to listen to her: “That’s not a problem you can care about, everything has been dealt with.”

"Those questions are not a problem soon... and you have to trust your father."

my father?

Taylors had a hard time recalling this strange vocabulary - not that he didn't care, but from the Red Square to the Judith Hall, he and his "father" in the name, just saw one side, not to mention him. A strange attitude.

Tyres squeezed his fists and another question came to his mind.

"how about you?"

Ginny gave a slight glimpse.

"I?"

Taylor looked up and took a deep breath, revealing a worried look: "Yes, you, Ms. Ginny?"

"When in the carriage..."

Taylor looked at Ginny's increasingly ugly face and bit his teeth: "I noticed your abnormality..."

"Why, in the face of those assassins, you will... so abnormal?"

Tyres saw that Ginny, who had always been calm and confident, trembled after hearing this sentence.

It seems like the most terrible memories.

Tyres looked at her slyly.

The face of the court lady was distorted and seemed to struggle in trembling and paleness.

Tyres frowned.

A few seconds later, Ginny sighed and put down all her face and replied to the indifferent female officer.

It seems that everything just happened is just an illusion.

This little devil.

Ginny faintly looked at the horrible Taylors.

Really sensitive.

The female officer snorted and resumed the official tone of the business, but her face was exhausted and bitter.

"I asked the servant to prepare hot water and breakfast. Let me take care of it first. We still have important things to do."

It seems like nothing has happened.

She is deliberately avoiding.

Tyres frowned.

Ginny looked at him seriously, as if warning.

Taylors had to shrug his shoulders: "Okay, then... wait."

"Servant?" Tyres snorted and quickly turned his head to look at the room that looked like a coffin more than a bedroom: "So, we are here..."

Ginny nodded tiredly:

"Yes, you are in the largest and most important building in Yongxing City."

"The royal palace of the kings of the past stars."

Ginny spit out three words with no expression:

"Revival Palace."

Tyres opened his mouth and remembered the big pyramid-shaped building he saw last night - no wonder the position was so high.

He then raised his brow and looked at everything around him.

Mottled walls, dark colors, dark lighting, cold temperatures, hard slate, rough ground, narrow rooms - like the slums, it's like a slum.

Ginny saw the eyes of Tyres.

"What, not used?" She raised her arms and looked at Taylor's expression with interest.

"No, no." Taylors waved his hand and shook his head.

He wants to say something, but after all, he just sighs and bows his head.

In fact, he wants to say that this is the most practical night he has slept in twenty days.

The hard, cold bed and the rough floor made Taylors regain it, and the soft bed of the 闵迪思厅 could not be given a sense of security.

It turned out that...Tells sadly found out... When he slept best, it was in the hard and squandered waste house, the four years when he was a child.

But obviously, Ginny used his truth as a hard mouth, only to see her smile:

"I know what you are thinking, that's right."

"The royal palace of the supreme king is not as brilliant and luxurious as the imagination, and exquisite and magnificent."

Ginny walked to the window, her eyes focused on the high revival palace, countless kingdom residents.

"On the contrary... this so-called revival palace in the center of the kingdom is not even as good as an ordinary house..."

Thales saw the arrogant, overbearing, tough court lady, Ginny Bakwe, sighing in the next moment:

"Very narrow."

"High."

"It's very cold."

Ginny turned and looked at Taylors with a complex look.

"It's still very dark."

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After being behind Ginny Bakwe, Thales stepped on the hard, rough slate ground that is unique to the Renaissance Palace and walked through a room that was equally narrow, cold and dim.

The guards and servants who met on the road saw Ginny and bowed their heads.

In the interior of this semi-pyramid palace, lighting is so bad that even during the day, lights are used to illuminate some of the more difficult corners.

Because of the high altitude, the cold wind is constantly pouring in from the gap. The only advantage is that it is often difficult to raise bugs in such places.

The narrow walkway and low ceilings set off the atmosphere in the palace, sometimes even seemingly dead.

This place...Thales spit out his tongue and sighed secretly: It’s not like a palace.

Instead, it is like a mausoleum.

Is the Egyptian pyramid of the past life not the tomb of the king who buried the ancient history in the underground?

"Come on." Ginny suddenly stopped, and she responded slowly to the indifference.

"To... What?" Just after the departure of the tales, it was noticed that he and Ginny had already reached an empty dim stone gallery, with a stone door open in front.

"Go in, boy," Ginny didn't answer him, but her expression was deep and nodded to Tyres: "Polite."

"What gift..." The stunned Taylors hasn't finished yet, and Ginny presses the stone door and pushes it open!

"boom!"

Taylor looked at the scene in Shimen in amazement: it was a dark room, only a few corners were lit with annihilation lights, and the most central annihilation lamp was holding a back to him - woman hand on?

When Tyles was still amazed, he was pushed into the room by Ginny.

"boom!"

The stone door is closed.

Tyres was easy to stand firm, only to find that he had been locked up in this stone house by Ginny.

"So, it's you, boy?"

At this point, a round and nice, smashing and charming voice came from the center of the room.

Taylor turned his head in confusion and looked at the woman who was facing him.

The woman turned around and turned slowly.

Tyres shines.

This is a bright-eyed goose egg face beauty, thirty years old, compared with the charming and mature Ginny, she is less than a bit cool, but more feminine.

She wore a dark veil and wore a robe with a half-round red day - wait a minute, half a red sun?

Taylors was shocked: "You are... the sacrifice of the Temple of the Sun?"

"The Temple of the Sun? Hehehe..." The beautiful man chuckled, but Tyres did not feel the slightest gentleness from the laughter, but also tasted a touch of indifference.

"Let me take a closer look at you, kid." The beautiful woman leaned toward him, but Tyres frowned: from her, she didn't feel any warmth or goodwill.

From this woman, he felt some uncomfortable breath.

"Sure enough," the 30-year-old charming woman stooped in front of him, narrowing her eyes and observing Tells: "You are also a pair of gray eyes..."

"It's just like your mother."

Tyres's pupils shrink!

mother?

Thales took a second.

"You know... sorry, madam, do you know my mother?" he asked in amazement, and at the same time thought of Ginny's "politeness", and quickly changed his mouth to use respect.

"Of course, your mother, um, that's a slap in the face..." The charming beauty bent her lips and looked cold: "Isn't Kaiser telling you?"

Taylor's breathing was not consciously rushed.

"No, ma'am." Tyres said awkwardly: "Besides her name, the father...the father didn't talk to me about the other."

"It turns out that, okay, you can go out." The charming beauty sneered, shaking the lights of the hands, and the figures of the two flashed in the stone house.

"Tell Kaiser, I am ready."

Is this over? Ginny, or the father asked me to come to see her... What does this mean?

But he must know.

Because...Thales took a deep breath: he can almost certainly be 100% sure that all the abnormalities in his body are probably related to his suspicious mother.

"This lady," said Tyres, taking a deep breath and respectfully bowed with the etiquette learned from Ginny: "If you tell me, I will be grateful for the information about my mother."

The charming beauty pouted and chuckled.

But she turned cold and her face was cold and cold:

"Since your father didn't tell you, why should you tell me?"

Telston is a slogan.

But he can't easily give up:

"But...but that is my mother, I have the right to know! And I will repay you!"

The beauty just turned around with a sneer.

"But you are not my son, I am not obligated to tell you. And, I don't need your reward."

Taylors was stunned again, from Joel to Gilbert, who had never encountered such an object except his own "father."

This is really worse than the king.

But a passage seems to be connected in his mind instantly.

More than the king?

Taylor's brain is running continuously - what he thinks.

He took a deep breath and looked at the charming beauty.

"It turned out to be."

"I know who you are."

The charming beauty turned around in amazement

"I listened to my father and Gilbert and they talked about you," said Tyres, frowning, restoring his mind, just remembered when Jodel was saved to the Judith Hall.

"I remembered it." He said slowly.

"You - you are -" Tyres took a deep breath and raised his left hand and looked at the shallow scars.

His face hesitated for a while, but then he categorically said: "You are the **** lamp... The lamp used to find the father's blood... is the caster of the blood god!"

"You are the great sacrifice of the Temple of the Sun... Li Xiya!"

Charming beauty - Li Xi's face is hard to look at.

"It's not your mother's son," she said slowly. "Even her deceitfulness and memory are inherited."

"Yes, I am Li Xia Arend."

"The Great Sacrifice of the Temple of the Sun."

"The goddess of the setting sun, the only spokesperson in the world."

"It will also be the one who confirms the blood status of the royal family for you."

Thanks for the reward of "the glory of the iris"!

(End of this chapter)