Kingdom’s Bloodline

"At least thirty cavalrymen broke through the gate. From the open space of the manor to the dungeon, there are traces of fierce fighting everywhere."

In the Vinegrass Manor, the knight under the banner of the tricolor iris, the Lord Seychelles in the turquoise painted plate armor frowned and stroked the iron gate deformed by the impact in the manor.

Many knights around him spread out, searching for the corpse-strewn but deserted manor, trying to find any clues.

Only Lord Seychelles with thinning hair said cautiously:

"A large-scale battle broke out between the two sides. At least half an hour ago, this place was probably in chaos. Obviously, the blood races lost the battle, and the corpses on the ground were only blood slaves, and it was in line with the requirements of the fleet when they were transported across the sea. number reported."

"Judging from the wounds on the corpse, the other party used high-purity silver weapons. They came prepared."

"The blood of the Corleone family is gone. If they were not wiped out and took their bodies, they were captured alive, or escaped, or even a combination of the three. In any case, we don't have to worry about what they hide. The secret of the world—if it falls into the hands of the enemy, it will be destroyed without a trace."

But either situation is very bad—Seychelle's heart sank, and with his right hand wearing an iron glove, he stroked his few remaining hair.

Another voice came from behind: "The only good news is that the Duke didn't intend to use them, so they don't know our plans and actions."

The well-groomed Lord Cassian, another knight with a title, stood up from the corpse of a blood slave on the ground and looked towards Seychelles.

"It's my fault. I'll go and apologize to the Duke later." The well-groomed Cassian knight had a terrible expression on his face, but this noble knight didn't shirk his responsibility. He said solemnly and emotionally:

"It was I who overlooked the large party of cavalry I found on the road. It now appears that they were the ones who raided the Weed Manor. If we had gone full speed then, we might have stopped them."

But Seychelles didn't think so. His intuition told him that this team of cavalry raiding the Grass Manor was very strange. Even if they intercepted the team, they might not have any good results.

Even though both he and Cassian are End Knights of the Extreme Realm.

But Seychelles knows that now is not the time to hit his friend. He is already full of self-blame for the mistakes caused by previous negligence.

"Two problems need to be resolved urgently." Seychelles glanced over the mottled walls of the manor and walked into the house.

"First, who are they?"

"Second, why did they come here?"

Cassian followed his friend into the hall. Even though he had smelled blood before, he couldn't help turning his face when he saw the bloody scene in the hall.

Unlike Seychelles, who had been a mercenary in the Eastern Continent and lived with a knife every day, Cassien's background was much better than his colleagues. Back then, when the old duke personally named him a knight, he was still a top-notch swordsman of the end who had just completed his training in the Tower of End, a boy with a bright future.

After he became an extreme knight, Cassian hadn't endured bloody events other than the tournament for too long.

"Let's send people out now. If we search in all directions, we may be able to catch the clues of these cavalry." Cassian looked at the blood-drained corpse on the table in disgust, and said with a frown:

"If they belong to a certain family, then taking advantage of the opportunity to enter the various noble manors in Dongcheng District is the best cover."

But his colleague, Lord Seychelles shook his head, thinking of the rabbits running around on the Pentium grasslands of the Eastern Continent, no matter how ingenious traps the herdsmen of the Kiseli tribe set, they would always have a way to survive.

Their natural enemies are only those sky falcons that soar in the sky and have a panoramic view of everything.

Seychelles followed the blood and walked towards the dungeon,

He objected: "We're high-profile enough. Send people to track down the manors in Dongcheng District? After we offend the entire upper class of the stars, we will probably be able to find their clues."

"Since we can't grasp their identities, we can only figure out why they came." Cassian held up an unextinguishable lamp, covered his mouth and nose, and cursed this group of vampires who were insatiable in their appetites. Walking down the bloody-smelling dungeon on the stone ladder, a hazy voice echoed between the dark walls:

"This is a temporary residence lent to the Blood Bottle Gang to entertain and hide the masters of the Corleone family, but neither Nekla nor Corleone has disappeared."

"Behind the Blood Bottle Gang are us and the Cullen family. This is an open secret in the circle. As for the support of the Corleone family, we have always been in secret contact. Once they are discovered, they may follow the clues to our plan."

"All the families that participated in the 'New Star' knew about the plan to some extent, it's nothing to worry about," Lord Seychelles, who walked in the thick bloody air, didn't feel any difference, calmly analyzed: " I have already sent someone to report to His Majesty the Duke, and the Blood Bottle Gang will be in touch soon. But what secret is the Corleone family hiding that will attract such a group of people?"

Cassian held up the unextinguishable lamp, tried his best to maintain his appearance, stopped in a ruin in the dungeon, and looked around suspiciously.

It can be seen that this ruin was originally a prison cell, but at this moment it has completely changed:

It seemed to have undergone terrible destruction. The iron fences, chains, and wall stones were all broken into fine pieces, and the limited cells were spread in fragments.

Like someone chopped it up.

"The dungeon is also the blood bank of the blood clan." Seychelles said coldly: "It seems that some people don't like this place very much."

"Whether it's a vampire, a blood bottle gang, or even an intruder, why did they destroy the dungeon like this? To vent their anger?" Cassian asked puzzled.

"They didn't destroy the dungeon." Seychelles picked up a small black piece of mysterious stone material engraved with some strange patterns and characters, with a solemn face: "This is a prison cell—I'm afraid, it was locked here A certain scary character got out of trouble, and the group of cavalry who rushed in cooperated with him to 'clean' the bloody manor."

If Thales was here, I'm afraid he would applaud this thin-haired knight: his guess is infinitely close to the truth.

"This level of shattering," Cassian exclaimed, frowning tightly, looking at the extent of the destruction of the dungeon, "Only a master in the extreme realm can do it."

"No." Seychelles' eyes suddenly became extremely strange, and he said while holding the mysterious black bulk material in his hand:

"From the shape, this stone is probably part of a shackle."

"I suspect that it is this shackle that locked that mysterious person."

The next moment, the black stone on his left hand was thrown into the air by him.

Seychelles' eyes sharpened, and the cross guard saber on the left waist was unsheathed instantly.

The sharp sword edge cut across the mysterious black stone.

At that moment, there was no sound.

A second later, invisible and invisible ripples flowed through the narrow dungeon as the air was squeezed.

Tears deep gaps in the surrounding walls!

Cassian behind him nodded in admiration. This perfect sword blended precision, speed and ingenuity just right, even if it was "Flower of the Fortress".

The sound of the sword cutting the stone finally came.

"Clang!"

The sound is crisp and sparks are flying.

"boom!"

The strong wind caused by swinging the sword can barely reach his ears at this time.

As soon as Seychelles' sword edge reached it, a piece of earth and rock fell from the walls. Wherever the strong wind went, the cell was suddenly filled with dust!

The immortal lamp in Cassian's hand was instantly extinguished by the strong wind.

The strong wind disappeared.

Seychelles' face remained motionless, and his saber was sheathed.

Cassian covered his mouth and nose. Although he hated the dust, he still turned on the permanent lamp again, bent down, and rummaged through the dirt and rocks.

When Cassian brought the black mysterious stone in front of Seychelles, the two looked at each other.

The two extreme end knights saw surprise and fear in each other's eyes.

The black stone that had been cut by the sword of the extreme master was lying in Cassian's hands intact and unharmed at this moment.

The two were silent for a long time, until Cassian spoke with difficulty:

"Looks like I was wrong again, this level of destructive power—"

Cassian with a livid face turned his head and looked at the shattered prison cell with disbelief on his face:

"Even the extreme masters can't do it!"

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eleven o'clock at night.

In the bedroom on the third floor of Mindis Hall, as the protagonist of the discussion between the two extreme knights in the Grass Manor, Thales, who had to get off his clothes and became tidy again, was sitting awkwardly on the bed.

He stared blankly at the forty-something-year-old court lady in front of him, who was still charming, with a beauty mole on the corner of her mouth—teaching others.

It's a pity - Thales thought - it would be nice if he was more gentle.

"This is the heir to the kingdom you are looking after?"

"Are you savages?"

"What His Majesty entrusted to you is his blood! The future of the stars! It's not the gray monitor lizard that can live on the island!"

"You look like you can't even take care of the gray monitor lizard!"

The majestic court lady was using a domineering roar to reprimand the two most trusted subordinates of His Majesty the King, Earl Gilbert Castle and the guard Yodel Cato, but the latter two bowed their heads obediently and accepted her reprimand.

"His daily diet is breaded beef? Did you know that he is growing up!"

"Have you ever bathed him? Don't tell me that washing him with clean water is called washing!"

"Don't you see that he has wounds all over his body that need to be tended to? Bandages? What's that?"

"Didn't you guys teach him how to dress properly? Don't use the lack of time as an excuse!"

"What kind of bedding did you find for him? These quilts and pillows are child killers!"

"You actually don't allow him to appear in the open air? Do you know how important sunlight is to growth!"

"Safe? Don't make excuses! Wasn't he taken away under your noses when he was indoors?"

"Arrange that little vampire girl's room a hundred meters away! What? There's no such room? Then dig it out for me right away!"

"From tomorrow, except for protection and teaching, you keep me ten meters away from him!"

"You two useless men!"

After a long while, when Jine's angry lecture was over, she drove the two "useless men" out of Thales' room ("Go and prepare everything on the list for me right away!"——Jenny) , turned around suddenly.

Terrified, Thales, who was drinking from a glass and watching the show on the bed, shrank back half a meter.

Looking at Jini's stern gaze, the traveler remembered his former high school head teacher.

But Ji Ni just looked at Thales hesitantly and complicatedly, and finally sighed softly.

She forced a smile, and tried her best to be gentle:

"Don't be afraid, Thales."

"You are safe now and you will always be safe."

"During the month you are in Mindis Hall, I will be in charge of your daily life."

Thales swallowed a mouthful of water, nodded: "Thank you, uh—"

Jinny took his words lightly:

"I'm Ginny Bakeway, first-class court lady, your father's loyal friend, subject, and...well, how should I put it..." At this point, Jinie paused, as if she was thinking about something.

But she still raised her brows, as if "I thought of what word to use", and said decisively:

"...and his lover."

Thales didn't hold back, and sprayed water on the bed directly.

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In a road not far from Mindis Hall, Yodel appeared in the void, and knelt down on one knee in front of a strong and burly figure.

"You should go in and have a look." Jodl hoarsely said.

But the robust figure was just silent.

Finally, he glanced up at the lights in the room on the third floor, then turned around decisively, and left surrounded by a group of elite guards covered in silver armor.

Only the lonely figure of the mask guard was left, kneeling in the moonlight.

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