Kingdom’s Bloodline

It is not difficult to read the confessions of several children. In their impression, Thales was the hero who defeated Quaid. Thales made up an excuse and lied to them that Yala would arrange everything, and no matter who came to ask, he would bite to death in "Thales pierced Quaid's neck from behind". After that, they will be safe.

"They can't catch me." Thales said with a smile.

As four-year-old and eight-year-old children, Kelia and Ryan had little doubt. In their eyes, Thales was always omnipotent.

Only Xinti was a little confused when Thales left, but the traverser managed to make him abide by the agreement of "you think about it, and I will do it".

Then, it's time to hit the road -- blah blah -- it's time to go.

When he waved at the children nonchalantly, and then stepped out of the back door of Sunset Bar, Thales felt that there was still a trace of sadness in his heart.

I can't take care of you anymore, children.

Hope I'm lucky and see you later.

What a heavy farewell.

After all, I can be regarded as stepping forward, quite a bit windy—eh?

Thales stared wide-eyed, looking at the expressionless Yala, swinging her slender legs, and overtook him in full armor from behind.

"Hey! Aren't you supposed to stay in the bar and take care of the three of them? Without you, they—"

"Don't worry, I hid them in the dark room and left a note for Edmund."

Yala, who was wearing a dark gray tights, pulled off a transparent windshield goggle from her forehead, put it on her face, then pressed Thales' shoulder with a displeased expression, and squatted down beside him.

"But--"

"No but! Brat!" Yala interrupted him indisputably.

"Since you decided to take the anger of Luo Da's family by yourself, and then go to Red Square Street to try your luck, at least I should give you a ride—for the sake of this."

Yara patted the wolf's leg knife on her boot.

"Also, seven-year-old kid can't avoid the secret sentinel set up by the fraternity in the downtown area. Even if I tell you the details a hundred times, you still won't be able to get past it."

Thales stared at Yala stupidly, and after a second, he uttered a sentence:

"But Red Square Street is fighting—"

"Stop wasting time, come up, let's go!"

Yala didn't talk any more nonsense, and didn't bother to explain. Her haughty expression drove Thales' hesitation back to the depths of her brain.

Just, come up? Where are you coming from?

Thales looked at Yala, who was kneeling on one knee. This short-haired and dashing sister, under the tight action suit, had an already hot figure, which was even more well-proportioned. Sitting on her arm and clinging to her neck, isn't that—thinking of this, the traveler lowered his head in embarrassment and touched his head.

"Boom!"

"Ah! It hurts!"

Yala pointed her finger fiercely at the center of Thales' forehead, which shocked his worldview!

As if seeing through Thales' thoughts, Yala viciously half-drawn the wolf's leg knife, and a look of "I'm not easy to mess with" shot out behind the goggles, and said fiercely:

"Smelly brat! Stop thinking about those messy things and lie on my back! I'll walk behind your back!"

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The moon was sinking, but the sky had not yet brightened.

But this light is still as bright as daylight to Radmore.

"Keep your post, most of the elites have gone to Hongfang Street today, so your lord is holding us tighter—we are the last intersection to Hongfang Street."

It was also the first crossing that the Brotherhood retreat would pass through, Ridmore thought silently.

As a professional secret whistle, Redmore hid himself behind the corner of a dark alley,

From his angle, he could clearly see the outline of an intersection leading to Hongfang Street, but the curfew tonight made it empty.

His companion, another fraternity dark whistle, was behind him, watching the other corner with the same vigilance.

"No problem. I'm in good condition. I can't even fly over a black fly, and I can't crawl over even a gray cockroach." The companion said sullenly.

"Very good. My alert period is coming soon. I'll go directly to the shift and replace Nasri—he should have woken up an hour ago."

Radmore nodded to his companion, remained vigilant and observed, and left from the hidden alley.

The moment he left, he suddenly froze.

Just now, he seemed to feel that there was something in the empty alley opposite.

No, it's impossible. His ears, eyes, and nose have all been trained by Mr. Lancer, and he can even recognize abilities such as discoloration and refraction. If there is an intruder, as long as it is not a rare synthetic power (such as mind influence), there is no way to escape his sight and hearing.

But he decided to check it out anyway.

He didn't feel relieved until Ridmore returned from his inspection on the opposite side.

Probably because the warning period has passed, there is an illusion.

He shook his head and went back to his shift.

Behind Ridmore, a short-haired woman in black tights stepped out gently, with a child lying on her back.

She looked at Ridmore's back, then bent down, tapped her toes, and jumped out of the alley, towards the direction of Red Square Street, quietly but extremely quickly.

Naturally, they were Yala, the bartender who was heading to Red Square Street, and Thales, the fugitive beggar.

"Before the dawn and the end of the night, the defense and nerves of ordinary people are the most lax. Even an ordinary student of the Royal Military Academy knows this."

For some reason, Yala was still able to speak while running fast.

Thales clung tightly to Yala's back, and the latter shuttled through the alley at an unprecedented speed. She was running like the wind, but she landed silently.

The wind blowing head-on made Thales, who was clinging to Yala's neck, could only close his eyes tightly, put his head on the back of Yala's neck, his nose was full of Yala's body fragrance, and he didn't know where he was at all.

But Yala's voice still reached his ears very clearly.

"That's why Corbion Lancer, the 'Sleepless Eye', one of the six giants in charge of the Brotherhood's intelligence collection, trained a special secret sentry unit 'Sleepless'."

"It's not that they don't really sleep, it's just that their schedules are different from ordinary people."

"I don't know the exact number of them, but all of them have staggered work and rest schedules, from late evening to late morning to early noon, at any time. So Lanser's team of dark whistle, It can be used in shifts to ensure that every secret sentry on duty is in their most energetic and alert work and rest period, which Lancer calls the 'vigilance period'."

"From senses to experience, cooperation to tracking, Lancer trained them better than the purebred Rudot police dogs in the Police Department."

"They have a detachment that is stationed at the headquarters. During the day, they disguise themselves into the crowd, and at night, they turn into secret sentries to observe and monitor all the key entrances and exits in the lower city."

"The two people we passed by just now should be the last post of the 'Sleepless' in front of Red Square Street."

Thales didn't speak.

He was already overwhelmed by Yara's stealth skills.

Redmore was not the first Sleepless they passed.

Every time Yara jumps to the Sentinels of the Sleepless, she switches from galloping to walking slowly. The thing that surprised Thales the most happened at this time. Yala's actions would enter an extremely strange rhythm. She quietly crept behind the sleepless man, hiding her shadow and body in the blind spot of the sleepless man's vision at the same time. (sometimes a blind spot between two sleepless ones) - and all sleepless ones are unaware of them.

What Thales didn't know was that Yala was also surprised by his performance. From the beginning to the end, even if he was behind a sleepless person, even if the other party could see them as soon as he turned his head, Thales was still He was motionless, his heartbeat was steady, and even his breathing was kept as if nothing was there.

For the control of a seven-year-old boy, this is obviously a bit too good.

Of course, if it wasn't for Yala's strange action rhythm to cover up Thales's breathing just right, he thought he would have heard the 'looming' breathing a long time ago.

But it's not easy anymore.

This child is indeed no ordinary person. Is it a power or a bloodline? Or both?

It can't be natural, can it?

Thales' original plan was to let Yala distract these secret whistles (this was the first time Thales heard about these "sleepless people", and his previous estimate of the Brotherhood was still too superficial), and he had to risk a certain amount of time. exposure risk. Now it seems that I underestimated this female bartender too much. She is not only agile and good at using knives.

"arrive."

At a corner by the intersection, Thales slid gently off Yala's back (reluctantly?).

In front of him was Hongfang Street at night, and he could still vividly remember the scene where he met that velvet noblewoman here a few days ago.

The area and volume of Hongfang Street are no smaller than that of Heijie Street. As the name suggests, it is a famous place for fun in Xihuan District. In fact, many aristocrats, ranging from a majestic duke visiting Yongxing City to an unappreciable country lord in the outskirts of Yongxing, will come here either incognito or blatantly, and some cute and confused The girl(s) or boy(s) have some voluntary or involuntary super friendship relationship. Of course, this is the tacit understanding with the nobles of Yongxing City and the Blood Bottle Gang for many years.

Tonight, the hand of the Black Street Brotherhood is here.

Unfortunately, what greeted this hand was a sinister trap.

"The situation is not good." Yala whispered.

Thales also noticed this.

On the road to the entrance of Hongfang Street, there are scattered corpses lying on the ground, severed hands, decapitated, twisted, leaked intestines, and sternum valgus. The blood stained Hongfang Street dark red in the dark night. .

Looking from a distance, at least thirty people fell here.

Even Thales, who had just killed someone, couldn't help but take a deep breath and try not to think about it when he saw the corpses all over the place and the various ways of death.

In the distance, there was even the faint sound of fighting.

Yala stretched out her hand calmly, pressed Thales' shoulder, and pushed him down.

"The last time I killed someone seemed to be before I met you." Yala said, her tone a little lonely.

Thales couldn't see her eyes clearly behind the goggles, but suddenly felt that Yala was a little serious.

"Little ghost, from now on, you owe me a favor."

When Thales was stunned, he saw Ya extend her hand to touch the knife on her leg.

Next, the female bartender reminded Thales with a tiny voice, like a mosquito chirping.

"Don't talk, don't move."

"There are real masters ahead, not the sentries of the Sleepless."

Thales's hairs gradually stood on end, and he was a little frustrated because he didn't dare to say a word. He thought about walking through Red Square Street alone in the chaos and escaping from the Brotherhood, but if it was just the first stop--ah, I'm still too naive.

The next second, Yala suddenly pulled out a thick black cloth from under her left abdomen, and gently covered Thales' mouth and nose.

"Use this breath to cover the sound."

Yala didn't say much, and she couldn't recognize the expression even though she was wearing goggles, and slowly pulled out the knife on her leg.

Thales tightly pressed the black cloth on his nose and mouth, which was really a good thing - he didn't feel uncomfortable breathing under this black cloth, and the original breathing sound was also covered up.

In the game, it is definitely a high-level equipment of "stealth +20"!

Thales automatically ignored the faint fragrance of Yala that was still on it. .

But the next moment, Thales couldn't relax anymore.

"I found him."

Just listen to Yala say so.

Then she shot up with electricity, stepped on the wall next to her, and rushed towards the pile of corpses at the intersection like an arrow from the string!

The only thing that was faster than Yala was the wolf-leg knife she threw.

At this moment, Thales, who was breathing through a black cloth, was surprised to find that among the pile of more than thirty corpses, there was a corpse with its intestines turned out and separated, and it moved a bit.

"Ding!"

A cold light suddenly flashed from behind the corpse, knocking the wolf-leg knife aside!

But the second wolf-leg knife was already in the master's hand, and it came galloping along with Yala.

Her right hand held the blade backwards, and instantly slashed at the corpse!

"Tch-dang!"

Thales recognized the voice in front, it was the sound of metal blades piercing flesh.

But before he had time to realize what had happened, he felt a blur before his eyes, and saw a figure staggering from behind the corpse, and then, a rapier fell to the ground with a clatter.

Yala landed lightly, squatting on the ground with her left hand, and the knife in her right hand was covered with blood.

And the figure that jumped out from behind the corpse had already swayed and fell to the ground.

like a statue.

The female bartender picked up the wolf-leg knife that flew out with her backhand, and stood up silently.

In just a few seconds, Thales' jaw was about to drop.

Thales knew that Yala was very strong.

But apart from slaughtering the dog back then, it was not until today, when I saw her running around and beheading her, that I really understood how powerful the female bartender was.

Thales still didn't make a sound or move.

He vaguely felt that Yala at this moment was only more dignified.

"It's really an eye-opener. At the mortal level, you can be considered an excellent assassin."

As the sound sounded, a huge, bald, hairless, ferocious man, carrying an exaggerated five-sided mace, came from a distance. Looking at the barmaid among the corpses.

"You also know that your brotherhood is finished, right? Everyone is in the trap, and you have been wiped out."

"Our task is to guard—or intercept the possible reinforcements of the fraternity, but we never expected that the majestic black street fraternity only came with a little girl playing with a knife."

The big, bald man walked under the sinking moonlight. For some reason, Thales could see his appearance clearly in such a deep darkness. This was a man missing half of his nose, and the nostrils were turned out horribly. It looks like a skeleton.

Thales suddenly recognized who he was.

It's Bald Spencer.

The black business leader of the Blood Bottle Gang.

One of the "Twelve Most Powerful" of the Blood Bottle Gang, which is widely rumored by the outside world.

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