Kingdom’s Bloodline

There was silence in the Hall of Heroes. Novel ww.Lwxs520.cm

"You know, Thales, when Suriel died..."

Thales adjusted his breathing and heartbeat, and looked at King Nuen.

"Anger, madness, hatred... Let me spread the wrath of Walton and Dragon Clouds at all costs," the old king said with blank eyes, as if looking at another world through Thales, "In contrast, gaining benefits and even conquering the stars seem to have become secondary."

Thales didn't speak, it was inappropriate for him to say anything at this moment.

King Nun slowly raised his eyes and looked at the mournful Michael.

"Mielke, why didn't you protect him and Suriel well?" The king's face was very ugly: "You are the White Blade Guard, and you should be by his side to guard his safety."

Michael bowed his head deeply.

His expression became more pained.

Alex seemed to be very concerned about this topic. She looked at King Nunn with a sad face, and at Michael with a distorted face. She was breathing quickly, but it seemed that the little slippery guy behind her was not so nervous.

"Milk..." the king's granddaughter whispered aggrievedly: "I..."

"Not now, ma'am!" Michael cut Alex with his eyes closed, his breathing fast.

Alex flinched back with a pale face, she raised her mouth and trembled slightly. He squeezed the hand of the little slippery man behind him, who had a scared expression on his face.

"Prince Suriel's death, I cannot shirk my responsibility," Lord Michael gritted his teeth with a sad expression: "Your Majesty did not punish me because of your generosity, only Nicolai imprisoned me symbolically for a few days Confinement, but for twelve years, that guilt..."

"That kind of guilt is day and night, all the time...not tormenting me."

King Nuen watched him silently, before he let out a sigh.

"Yes," the old king turned the wine glass in his hand: "I have no reason to blame you."

"Not only that, but I also believe in you even more, and promoted you to be an official of the king."

"because I know,

King Nuen's expression was gloomy, and his tone was depressed: "You are the person Suriel trusts the most. He entrusts his life, safety, and family to you without reservation." "

Michael was shocked by the officer.

He pressed his right fist to his chest, bowed his body, and said tremblingly: "I will devote the rest of my life to be loyal to you, Miss Alex, the Walton family and Dragon Clouds City."

Thales sighed softly.

At that moment, the faces of many people appeared in front of my eyes: from King Kessel, Queen Keya, Duke Aarond, King Nun, Grand Duke Perfit, Gilbert and Michael, down to Jinny Lady, Kingdom Wrath, Garrison Flower, Veteran Genard, Recruit Willow, and more.

It seems that what happened twelve years ago changed the fate of many people.

Regardless of stars or dragons, no matter honorable or common people.

King Nuen sighed softly: "Suriel, you have been by his side for many years since the White Blade Guard..."

"Milk," at this moment, Alex's lips were trembling, and she gently pulled the corner of Michael's clothes: "I think..."

Michael tried his best to collect his emotions, he turned his head to comfort Alex: "Please rest assured, Miss Alex, soon..."

Alex shuddered again.

Thales frowned.

In the next second, Alex rolled his eyes and fell limp!

"Boom!"

The little slippery head behind her was startled and exclaimed.

Michael's expression changed drastically. He knelt down beside Alex and helped her up: "Miss Alex! Miss Alex, what's wrong with you!"

But Alex just stared at the ceiling blankly, his limbs swayed unconsciously, and his whole body began to twitch!

Thales jumped down from the steps, looking at Alex's abnormal state in shock.

what happened?

Miss, is she sick?

Epilepsy or what?

The little slippery head trembled with fright.

Michael's face was pale. He hugged Alex in his arms, looked up at the king, and said hurriedly, "Your Majesty! Miss, she... we have to hurry..."

"Yes," but King Nuen seemed to be still immersed in the past, his eyes drifted, and he continued without hearing: "I remember that you are the closest friends and brothers, no matter on the battlefield or at the banquet..."

"Your Majesty!" Michael looked at Alex's abnormal state and was extremely anxious, so he couldn't help but remind him loudly.

Alex, whose face was pale beyond human appearance, opened his eyes and looked at Michael, with endless horror in his eyes.

With trembling hands, she scratched at Michael's skirt in pain, like a drowning man grasping at straws.

Thales watched all this in disbelief, and it took a few seconds for him to react in panic.

And King Nun just stared at the distance with slack eyes.

Alex's mouth twitched, his face was dripping with cold sweat, and his expression was extremely painful.

I saw Alex opened his mouth wide, inhaling heavily in the air, but as if he was suffocating, he only made an unexplained sound of tracheal blockage: "Haha..."

The little slippery boy who was watching all this by her side covered his mouth with his hands, and couldn't help backing away, terrified.

"No, no..." Michael hugged Alex in a panic, looking at her as if she was suffering from pain, his eyes were full of fear: "Miss Alex..."

The officer ignored King Nunn's reaction. He picked Alex up in his arms, turned his head abruptly, and yelled at the little slippery head, "Don't be dazed! Go and call the doctor!"

The little slippery head was startled, still in shock, he subconsciously turned around.

But Thales reacted faster than her.

The Prince of Stars gritted his teeth, and he ran out of the hall, shouting as he ran:

"Is anyone there! Help! A doctor is needed..."

But a colder and more terrifying discourse shut Thales' words for help:

"Don't bother."

"Extracted from the poisonous bluegrass, the onset is severe and rapid."

"It will take effect within a minute—from the 'beautiful prince' of the Principality of Anrenzo six hundred years ago, to the crown prince of your stars twelve years ago, all died of this poison."

Thales was shocked!

He stopped in his tracks and turned his head in disbelief.

Lord Michael also raised his head in horror, and looked up the steps with the most incredible eyes.

There, King Nuen opened his cold eyes.

He stared at Michael and his twitching granddaughter, as if issuing the most vicious curse, and said in a low voice:

"She's dead."

As if to confirm the words of the old king, in the next second, Alex in Michael's arms suddenly fell back, almost breaking his neck!

She stared at Michael with terrified eyes, as if not understanding why this happened.

Then, Alex Walton, the last direct bloodline of the Walton family—slowly closed his eyes, his body gradually softened, and he stopped twitching.

Her hands were hanging in the air, swinging back and forth, her head was tilted to one side, just facing the little slippery head.

Seeing Alex's expression, the little slippery man screamed in fright, and sat down on the ground.

Thales took a step back unconsciously, breathing faster.

Why.

impossible.

how come.

Thales couldn't accept the current situation at all. He opened his eyes to the maximum, fixed his eyes on Alex, and after a few seconds, turned to King Nunn with a gloomy face.

Especially... the ring on the little finger of his right hand that King Nun was caressing.

Belonging to the Poison Emperor, and belonging to Cassel Carother VI—"Triumph."

And the wine glass in King Nun's hand.

"It's you," Thales gasped, looking at King Nuen in horror: "You poisoned me?"

"Hmph, of course," King Nuen snorted lowly and dullly: "Also, don't forget, you are the one who handed her the wine glass."

Lord Michael was shocked, trembling uncontrollably, looking at the little girl in his arms.

Thales almost squeezed his fist.

Hand her a glass?

He gritted his teeth and stared at King Nuen, feeling a strange emotion brewing in his chest.

"Asshole!" Thales gritted his teeth and stared at King Nuen.

But the king just curled his lips indifferently and looked back at Michael.

A few seconds later, with a stiff expression, as if his brain was blank, Michael finally stretched out his violently shaking right hand and put it under Alex's nose.

Then, as if he had touched the hottest flame, Michael flinched and withdrew his right hand suddenly.

"Boom!"

Michael, who was holding Alex, suddenly fell to his knees.

The officer raised his head and looked at King Nuen, with despair and pleading in his eyes.

"No, no, no..." Michael shook his head violently, twisted his face, and looked at the girl in his arms who was no longer moving in disbelief.

He looked up in panic and fear at His Majesty the King, and at Miss Alex who seemed to be sleeping in his arms.

At that moment, Michael's frightened face was covered with bewilderment and helplessness.

Thales stared blankly at the motionless Alex.

The little slippery boy sitting at Thales' feet seemed to be stupefied. She just stared blankly at Alex's body, flinching from time to time.

Michael's face gradually began to contort.

"Please, Your Majesty..." He knelt on the ground, and words that changed his tone came out of his throat, like an asthmatic patient, mixed with gasps and pauses.

Tears rolled down Michael's cheeks and dripped onto Alex's face, followed by his pleading voice: "Why...why..."

Thales clenched his fists, lowered his head, and let out a sharp breath.

I saw Michael crying loudly to the king, "Why!"

"Why?"

King Nun seemed to have just recovered from a state of silent contemplation. He quietly looked at Michael, who was trembling and crying, and bit out a sentence between his teeth:

"Byne Michael."

"Shouldn't you be aware of that?"

Michael was shocked.

"If it wasn't for Moral's death, I wouldn't have reorganized Walton's blood." King Nun closed his eyes and said in pain: "The priest of the Haoyue Temple would not have discovered that she is not Walton at all." blood."

Michael opened his unbelievable eyes and stared at King Nunn tremblingly.

Thales opened his mouth wide, staring blankly at Michael and the little girl in his arms.

blood?

Not in Walton's blood?

Doesn't that mean that the Walton family, which has been passed down for six hundred years...

"And this reminds me a lot," King Nuen said coldly, "Suriel likes to hunt, but he never takes a woman—even his wife."

"Tell me," the old king said in a low voice, "What exactly happened in that assassination twelve years ago."

Listening to the king's words, Michael didn't realize it. He subconsciously hugged the little girl tightly in his arms, and tears kept falling while weeping.

King Nun seemed to have exhausted all his patience. He had a ferocious face and roared like a terrifying lion: "Say!"

The nervous little slippery head recoiled with a "wow" in fright from the roar.

Thales tried his best to sort out the situation in front of him. He exhaled forcefully, walked up to the little slippery head, and pulled her up.

Xiao Hua's head looked like he had found a backer, he held Thales' arm tightly, and looked at the terrifying everything in front of him from behind his glasses with horror on his face.

While crying, Michael's eyes were full of despair and desolation. He looked at the girl in his arms and snorted with a half-crying half-smile.

"Twelve years ago... Suriel, the reason why he took Mrs. Adele out of the city... was because..."

He mixed words in his panting, like a dying man leaving his last words.

"Because of what?" King Nuen stared at him closely.

"Because," Michael put his hand on Alex's hair painfully: "Because Suriel found out..."

"What did you find?" The king's voice was icy cold.

Michael's face was full of painful tangles, as if he was tormented by the biggest nightmare of his life:

"He found out...we..."

"It's about me and...Adele."

Thales looked at this short-cut fighter in shock.

Little Slick pulled Thales' arm, hid behind Prince Star, gritted his teeth, and watched this scene in disbelief.

"Yes..." Michael wailed in despair, "Alex...she is..."

"my daughter……"

"Clang!" King Nuen couldn't bear it anymore, he threw the wine glass to the ground with force full of hatred, and the iron wine glass jingled on the ground, accompanied by the officer's sobs.

Thales took a deep breath, trying to understand the situation in front of him.

Only Michael's weeping and the old king's heavy breathing remained in the hall.

"Ha ha ha ha..." The suppressed and dull laughter came from King Nuen's throat, and there was a sense of sadness in it: "You? Suriel's most capable subordinate? Best friend? Most trusted brother?"

"That's it, use betrayal and deceit to repay his trust!"

The king's voice echoed in the hall.

Kneeling on the ground, Michael sobbed and raised his head sharply.

"No!" He roared with tears in his eyes as if his greatest dignity had been violated, "I didn't betray him! I didn't betray Suriel!"

Thales watched the scene in front of him with an ugly face, only feeling bitter in his heart.

"I..." Michael looked at the girl in his arms and sobbed softly:

"His Royal Highness Suriel, he... Suriel is a good brother, and I am willing to sacrifice my life for him!" He growled, "We are in the White Blade Guard, from under Kaslan's hands all the way to become the most powerful fighter !"

"We were at the thirty-eighth post. He folded one hand and crawled to block the fatal hammer blow for me!"

"My mother was seriously ill. When my younger sister came to Longxiao City to look for me, he was the one who personally dispatched a doctor and saved my mother's life!"

"When we were in a tight siege in Baishan, he and I were back to back, those pointed-eared arrows pierced my left shoulder and his right shoulder, we cursed each other's luck, we fought back to back and retreated, Persevere until Kaslan comes to help..."

"I still remember the day I went back to my hometown to get married, that bastard," Michael laughed with tears on his face, "Suriel took the brothers of the White Blade Guard, and without saying hello, he pulled a full bottle of rye wine and barbecue, holding the red dragon flag on black background and the dragon gun flag in the cloud came to our village..."

"The local earls and knights have all come. The expression on the village chief's face is even more exaggerated than when his son became a tax collector. The mother is very happy. She finally feels that her son is promising..."

"Suriel..."

"I have always regarded him as my closest brother, comrade-in-arms, and Your Highness!"

Michael howled with tears in his face: "I will never betray him!"

King Nun stood up abruptly, furious!

"Shit!"

Thales felt his hands tighten, and the little slippery head behind him began to tremble again.

He could only try his best to grab the little slippery hand and comfort her.

"You are carrying my son behind your back, the person you should be loyal to," King Nuen said in a loud voice with his eyes blazing with anger, "Having an affair with his wife, and even gave birth to your seed!"

"You have tarnished Walton's dignity and bloodline...do you think this is not a betrayal?"

"You never regarded him as a brother in your guard, someone you should devote your life and honor to!"

"traitor!"

Michael, who was kneeling on the ground, listened to the king's words, looked at Alex in his arms—his daughter, and roared in grief and anger with tears in his eyes: "Ah!"

"No!" He closed his eyes in pain.

Thales gritted his teeth and frowned as he watched the confrontation between the monarch and his ministers, feeling a pang of sadness in his heart.

"not like this!"

"Adele, she is so nice... so gentle, so..." Michael fell to the ground, he clenched his right fist and beat the ground sadly: "She shouldn't have married to Dragon Clouds at all... ...Shouldn't have met Suriel!"

"Should I meet you?" King Nuen's words were full of terrible emotions: "Shameless betrayer?"

"Adele...Adele...that was, that was a mistake!" Michael shook his teeth, stroked his daughter's face, his expression changed several times, as if he saw another person through her: "Whether it's me With her, or with Suriel and her... It's all wrong!"

"She shouldn't have left Commus, Vine City, and the flowers and blue sky she cherished. She only belongs there!"

"As for Suriel, he is a good brother and a good warrior, but he has never valued women very much... From prostitutes to women captured after the war, or the maids in the castle and the female family members of the nobles, there is no difference to him ..." Michael pressed his face against Alex's, crying:

"In Suriel's world, there are only wine and fighting, politics and victory, and the only people who care about are soldiers, friends and enemies..."

"On the night of their wedding, Suriel was very drunk, and I was on duty outside their bedroom..."

"That sound, that sound was like **** I guess Suriel took that as another post-battle celebration..."

"The next morning, Suriel went hunting...Leaving me to watch Adele, her expression, that is not the expression a newlywed wife should have..." Thales listened to Meier with an ugly face Ke confided in desolation and pain: "Finally one day, I saw Adele wanting to cut her wrist with scissors..."

"I told Suriel, and wanted to persuade him to treat his wife better...but Suriel thought she had insulted the Dragonlance family...every time, he would just pick up the whip angrily, and wanted to teach her some 'lessons' '..."

"At that time, I was standing at the door, clenching my fists... listening to Suriel's roar and Adele's screams... I was more angry than Suriel, more painful than Adele..."

Michael hugged Alex tightly, his eyes closed, tears streaming down his cheeks like an unstoppable flood.

"Since then, Adele tried to commit suicide more than once, and I stopped her more than once, but I kept it from Suriel, because I didn't want Adele to be hurt by him again..."

"Adele, she is like a flower that has been ravaged and then abandoned. Suriel's attitude towards women is even more terrifying than the most rigid northerners. When he is interested, he will force her, and he is not interested. He just doesn't care about her, doesn't care..."

Thales closed his eyes deeply and sighed heavily.

"Adele...she's so lonely, so pitiful," Michael stroked his daughter's hair, eyes full of confusion: "She traveled thousands of miles to come here, and Suriel, Suriel I don’t know how to cherish her, I only regard her as a puppet and chess piece, a bargaining chip for marrying Kang Masi..."

"I just, I try to find a way... I just try to make her happy, try to prevent her from committing suicide..." The emotional Michael murmured incoherently: "From tricks, to flowers and plants, to finding Kangma Si's girl to amuse her, and try to get Suriel drunk on nights when she doesn't want to..."

"Adele is so grateful to me and happy for what I've done for her, she stopped trying to kill herself and started laughing, albeit only at me... and my wife died back home, when I didn't know Why did Adele take care of the five-year-old Croythe in front of her... This made Suriel's attitude towards her much better..."

"We talked more, she was teasing Croyce in the room, I was giggling outside the room...she was asking questions in the room, I was answering her outside..."

King Nuen's face was gloomy and cold, but he didn't say a word.

"Finally... that day, we won the war against the white elves and the Freedom Alliance," Michael sobbed softly: "Going back to Dragon Clouds triumphantly, Suriel and we drank all night..."

"But all I could think about that day was her...it was Adele..." Michael pressed his daughter's face tightly, tears never stopped, his right fist was about to be crushed: "They are all drunk I fell down, and I came outside Adele's room, trying to listen to her voice as usual... But my wound burst at that time, and Adele asked me to go in and bandage..."

Thales' eyes dimmed, and a memory surged from an unknown place in his mind:

【Huh! Brother Xueba, you are actually reading romance novels! 】

[What the hell is a love story—this is a bestseller written by an American sociologist...]

[The title of this book—strange, why do you read this kind of book? What are you thinking? hey-hey……】

[This...don't think too much, it's just a classmate asking...]

【No, could it be that... Yo ha ha, why are you blushing...】

【Hot days……】

【Hahaha! Why are you touching your face, I lied to you! Hahahaha, it's so funny... Well, don't be angry, I'll give you a vitality... Hahaha! Still funny what to do! Oh, don't be stingy, come here, let me popularize science! 】

[Eh... how popular is this? Well, the above mentioned is quite interesting: in the context of the Western world, love originated from cheating...]

[Fuck? Cheating? It’s so cold to say...]

[For example, in Celtic mythology, the story of Lancelot and Guinevere is like this: the combination of King Arthur and Queen is only a functional political need, there has never been any love at all, and true love is The forbidden love between knight and queen is sensual, impulsive and pure love. Another example is in "Don Quixote", one of the protagonist's dreams is to be a knight, to have a true love with the wife of the lord who is loyal to the lord, that is, the hostess, and this originated from the Middle Ages, especially the Crusaders...]

【Okay, okay, you can shut up now! I'm still the CP of my king and Xiaolan, coyotes get fucked! Queen Lily fuck off! Um, going to watch it again...by the way, so, are we having an affair now? 】

[Different social situations can't be compared like this, sister! 】

This memory fragment slowly faded away, Thales looked at Michael in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh deeply.

Michael continued to cry and sob on the ground: "God knows how much I regret it...but, but Adele..."

"Shortly after Alex was born, Suriel began to suspect... Soon, he found out the truth..." The officer gently pushed his daughter's hair back, his voice hoarse: "I can see the truth in his eyes. The pain and hesitation, I really want him to kill me with a sword..."

"That night, Suriel told me that he was willing to let Adele and me go, and he came to clean up and cover up..." Michael said here, hammering the ground in grief and indignation.

Nunn listened quietly.

"The next day, Suriel took us out together in order to finally resolve this matter... that day, the assassin..."

Thales felt the little slippery head behind him begin to tremble again.

"The assassin's first sword wasn't fatal. The assassin saw Alex and didn't make a second sword..."

"But, but Adele..." Michael opened his mouth and roared in pain: "Adele didn't know Suriel's purpose, she thought His Highness was going to execute us...so she saw Suriel fall Next, she will..."

"She picked up the dagger..."

Hearing these words, King Nuen seemed to lose all his strength, and sat down on the steps powerlessly.

In the Hall of Heroes, only Michael was left crying sadly.

At that moment, looking at the unspeakable scene in front of Thales, he felt chills in his heart.