Kingdom’s Bloodline

At that moment, Thales thought of many things.

Outside Dragon Clouds City, Nikolai once told him that the "king's men" were investigating in the Star Territory and found clues that the Calamity Sword assassinated Moral.

In addition, Thales' assassination before the fortress was also related to the Sword of Disaster, and the two clues merged into one, thus involving Grand Duke Pefit.

But Miranda and Cohen have proven that the Baneblade is just a cover to lure them here.

That is to say... the information obtained by the so-called "king's men" is also a lie, an excuse to attract King Nunn's attention to Pfeiffer.

The question is, "the king's people"—the entire Exeter, who is both qualified and capable to be the eyes and ears of King Nunn, investigate cases across borders for him, and then send back fabricated false information?

And now...

Thales looked at the red-robed lady in front of him with complicated eyes, and watched her clasping her hands and standing calmly and kindly in front of the thick door.

Not only that.

Why did Luba's big move not disturb Longxiao City, why his army was able to sneak into the city, why he could easily find so many contacts...

Thales took a deep breath and brought his attention back to his eyes.

Raphael stood at the front, and Cohen and Miranda were left and right.

The young man from the secret department no longer had the indifference before, replaced by a strong vigilance and dignity.

"I thought it would be someone who came to change shifts or make inspections, but..." Cohen looked suspiciously at the Scarlet Witch who seemed to be smiling, and whispered cautiously:

"It's a bad situation, isn't it—who's that old woman?"

"It's not good," Miranda pressed the hilt of her sword, and replied softly behind Raphael, "I think it's the Scarlet Witch."

Cohen stopped talking, his brows furrowed again.

Thales grasped the little slippery head behind her tightly, feeling the slight trembling in her palm.

He took a deep breath and told himself to calm down.

If the Scarlet Witch is involved, it means...

"Ms. Kashan," Raphael looked coldly at the old woman in front of him, "no wonder I slipped in so easily."

"You knew I would come and set a trap?"

Kassan watched him quietly, then grinned suddenly.

"I have been dealing with the secret department since I was eight years old," the old woman said peacefully, without the slightest wave in her eyes, "I really know you all very well."

Raphael's face moved slightly.

Thales frowned: Eight years old?

Are child labor popular in darkrooms?

He secretly slandered.

"As for you."

"You're still too young, little friend," the Scarlet Witch said calmly, "If it was Molat, he probably sensed something was wrong when he entered the city."

Raphael did not speak, his red eyes trembled slightly, but the tension on his face did not relax in the slightest.

Having been in the secret department for many years, he knew deeply how terrifying energy was hidden in this seemingly frail old woman in front of him.

"Damn it," Cohen turned his head sideways, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly: "Is that the Scarlet Witch? She's ambushing us?"

Rolf shook his head with a serious face - he sensed something from the wind.

"As you can see," Miranda fixed her eyes on the door behind Kashan, "I can feel that there are many people ambushing outside."

Sneaking stealthily, breaking through unexpectedly - this is their greatest advantage, which is now gone.

Wyah gritted his teeth with an ugly face, and the attendant guarding Thales whispered: "She stands very close to us, at this distance, maybe we can..."

"No." Miranda replied bluntly.

Cohen frowned: "Why?"

"Because she's the Scarlet Witch." Raphael replied for Miranda with his eyes still and his lips slightly parted.

Only a fool would believe that she would intercept them unprepared.

Can't act rashly.

The security officer gritted his teeth unwillingly.

About half of the unlucky things in this life have happened today.

"Look for other exits," Miranda said in a low voice, "If it's really not possible, then break out from her—they must be fully prepared."

At this moment, Ms. Kashan on the opposite side laughed softly.

The laughter is old, but warm and peaceful.

With her laughter, everyone on the Xingchen side felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"Raphael Lindbergh, a wandering orphan in the great desert, is now the most valued young man by the Black Prophet," only to hear Kashan smile and say: "You use this method to repay your upbringing and nurture you Twelve years of the Arend family?"

"Why, did Duke Aarond treat you badly? Why did you betray him?"

Raphael remained motionless.

Thales' expression changed.

He glanced at the other two with some concern, but Miranda didn't seem to notice it, and Cohen looked puzzled.

"But you also know it—look at your eyes," Kashan sighed, and continued with some regret: "You will never be a part of them."

In Thales' eyes, Raphael's back was still unmoved.

But from his half-cut sleeve, the prince noticed that the tendon on Raphael's wrist tightened slightly.

He was shaking—a voice whispered in Thales' heart.

"And you, Miss Arend," the Scarlet Witch turned her head and looked at Miranda aside, showing the loving eyes of a mother looking at her daughter: "Have you ever thought about it?"

Miranda was taken aback.

"Why Raphael, why him," Kashan said slowly, "Why would the Black Prophet choose him who has no power and no power, instead of any promising nobleman?"

The female swordsman with a cold face couldn't help frowning slightly after hearing the words.

"Don't listen to her!"

Raphael turned sideways to the Scarlet Witch, with an expression on his face as if facing a formidable enemy: "I can't even listen to a single word...!"

"Look at your father... If you still miss the Northland in your heart, you don't want this precious land to be taken away by despicable means, girl from the Northland," the Scarlet Witch smiled, "The kingdom of Exeter will always be for you." You open the door—the Northland belongs only to the Northlanders."

Thales frowned slightly - he always felt that there was something wrong with this sentence.

But Miranda just frowned tightly and said nothing.

I don't know what is on her mind.

The Scarlet Witch turned her head again, looking at the tall blond figure.

Cohen, who was worrying, only felt his scalp go numb.

"Ah, Police Officer Koen Karabyan from Volaland." This time, Kashan smiled brightly: "You..."

"etc!"

Cohen's face changed, and he interrupted her directly: "Stop talking nonsense, old woman!"

Thinking of Raphael's warning, Cohen sullenly grabbed the hilt of his sword with a fierce look.

He shook his head violently, nervously spat out the following words: "All the words you say, I won't listen to a single word!"

Miranda rolled her eyes and let out a breath through her nose.

Raphael raised his eyebrows slightly.

This guy... was so nervous that he was incoherent.

But the Scarlet Witch looked at Cohen who was being rude, but just shook her head and smiled with a peaceful expression.

It's like watching a naughty little child.

"Oh, no, little Cohen," Kashan said helplessly, shaking her head, "I just want to say..."

"You look so handsome."

Cohen's ferocious expression froze.

Not only him, Thales also raised his eyebrows.

ah?

"What?"

Cohen looked confused, blinked his eyes, and asked in surprise: "You just said..."

"I said, don't listen to her!"

"The words of the red robe confuse the mind, and the witch's curse confuses the heart," Raphael exhaled fiercely, and kept looking at the surrounding environment: "The red witch Kashan is extremely good at lying, you can't believe a word she says .”

"She is the only person in the world who can fool the Black Prophet!"

Cassan sighed, shook her head helplessly, her eyes seemed to say: Yes.

Taylor was slightly shocked.

Deceived the Black Prophet?

He thought of his confrontation with Morat in the Mindis Hall, of Morat's ability, and of the interrogation that was difficult to pass with the joint help of Yodel and Serena.

And the Scarlet Witch...could actually fool the old man in black?

Isn't that the nemesis of Morat's ability to distinguish lies?

Cohen was stunned for a moment.

etc.

"She, lying?" Cohen blinked, a little puzzled, turned his head and said: "But she just said that I am handsome..."

Miranda and Raphael turned their heads together, and shouted angrily at the same time:

"Shut up!"

Cohen had no choice but to close his mouth resentfully.

"God, I have a feeling," Wyah sighed, "She can weaken half of our morale just by talking."

Rolf muttered inexplicably.

Thales didn't speak, he just looked at the Scarlet Witch nervously.

The other party obviously has only one person, but the second prince feels at this moment: Even if everyone here is tied together - it is still not as good as the other party's one person.

"There is no other exit." Miranda looked away from the corner and shook her head.

"What should we do now?" Cohen let out a breath, and whispered dissatisfiedly: "What are you doing?"

"I'm here to delay the time, you guys spread out slowly," Raphael raised the corners of his mouth slightly - Thales didn't know how he practiced the stunt of speaking without moving his lips - and said: "Look for opportunities, let's go together Go ahead and see if you can capture her."

"It is said that the Scarlet Witch's strength is not high," Raphael narrowed his eyes: "But be careful, she may be carrying equipment such as an alchemy ball."

"Okay...wait a minute, what is 'according to reports'?"

"It literally means: it is heard."

However, at the next moment, Thales became the target of the Scarlet Witch's next opening.

"Prince Thales," the old woman looked at the prince with a complicated expression and a pitiful expression, "It is my honor to see you again."

Thales' expression moved slightly: "Of course it's my honor—if I'm not in the cell and you're not on the side of Rumba."

"Your Highness," Raphael shook his head slightly at Thales, narrowing his eyes slightly: "A lie."

Thales nodded.

The second prince kept repeating Raphael's "witch's curse" in his heart to warn himself: be careful.

Compared to facing the Black Prophet in the Mindis Hall, compared to the feeling Molat gave him, compared to the huge pressure that makes people tense all the time...

What this old lady brought to him was a faint sense of uneasiness, which made people feel hairy and inexplicably terrified.

Especially—the panic about what she was going to say next.

Cassan sighed, and shook her head sincerely at him, the wrinkles on her face fluctuated slightly, as if she was very helpless.

"I'm really sorry, but since you have come to the kingdom of dragons..."

"Since you will return to the cell later, you may not be free for the rest of your life," the old woman said sadly:

"What else do you have to say..."

"Do you want me to bring it to her?"

Thales frowned slightly, secretly vigilant in his heart: "Who?"

"Who else could it be?" Cassan sighed, with a delicate expression and a smile on the corner of her mouth, as if she was recalling something: "Of course she is beautiful and intelligent..."

"Lady Serangirana."

The moment he heard that name, Taylor's heart was shaken and his whole body was shocked!