Kingdom’s Bloodline

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Kuaisheng lay carelessly on the board of the 'bed', shaking his sore wrist from the violent struggle just now, and said:

"I guess it was Dean who deliberately led them away, and the target was you."

A broken animal oil lamp illuminated the mercenaries' hut. Dean's body had long been covered with a coarse cloth and lay quietly on the ground, while Thales sat cross-legged on the ground, leaning against a corner, looking vigilantly The comfortable fast rope on the 'bed'.

After a while, Thales, who had finally figured it out, said softly:

"What's going on? Why, why are you in..."

"What's going on?" Kuaisheng put his hands behind his head and looked at the mottled ceiling: "It's what you saw."

"I always thought that, except for some old people in Dragon Clouds City, no one would know the news that I was alive."

Quick Rope pouted at the body covered with coarse cloth:

"Until this guy shows up."

His tone is still relaxed, as if there is no cloudy sunny day.

"Darkrooms are always everywhere, right?"

"Both my father and Suriel don't like Ms. Kashan, so I keep her at arm's length."

Thales glanced at Dean on the ground.

He clenched his fist subconsciously.

"I don't understand," he turned to the fast rope, and asked the biggest doubt: "your hair color, your commas accent, and your age..."

Quick Rope laughed out loud.

"Do you know that Commas is a place of gods, with different city-states, diverse races, and strange customs," the former prince sighed:

"And on the route they opened up, the Zante Islands in the southwest of the mainland produced a kind of divine dye. The local tribes used it to dye their hair and even put on makeup. It wouldn't fall off for a month. I only need to worry about the root part of the hair... ..."

Thales frowned as he watched the fast rope rubbing his red hair.

"As for the accent and age..."

"Maybe you didn't realize it yourself, Prince Star." Kuaisheng turned his head sideways and smiled at Thales, "But from what I hear, you who have been in the north for six years now have a full northern accent, and you You also look far from a simple fourteen-year-old boy."

He arched his shoulders.

Thales bowed his head in silence.

"Is it all fake?"

Prince Xingchen asked in a sad mood: "From the beginning of the Great Desert, the fast rope that tells jokes, the fast rope that fights with everyone, the fast rope that fights for the rights and interests of dead comrades, and even the fast rope that 'can't write'... you Have you been acting?"

Kuaisheng's face darkened.

"No," he pillowed his hands expressionlessly, "it's not all fake."

"You know, when a pampered and disheartened prince walks out of the castle, the first thing he sees is that the world outside is not so rosy."

The low-quality lights slowly dimmed, and the room became dark again.

Thales remained motionless.

"To the extent that, on the first afternoon when that idiot prince arrived at Comas and the 'capital of a thousand sails' Varier, he was cheated out of his little savings—by the way, the three people who crossed the Black Path A hundred gold coins is really ridiculously expensive - he had to sell himself to a long-distance ship, embark on a maiden voyage that he never dreamed of, and open an unprecedented chapter in his life."

Kuaisheng said blankly: "In the past six years, he has abandoned a lot and also learned a lot."

Having said that, Kuaisheng snorted lightly.

"When I first went out to sea, the boatswain was a grumpy one, and he was always pointing at the sail lines that weren't fastened or that should have been loosened, and yelling at me: 'Come on! Rope!'"

His tone was full of emotion: "In this way, I got my first nickname in my life."

Thales still leaned solemnly against the corner.

Until the next sentence of Kuaisheng came with a slight depression:

"Not some bullshit 'born king'.

"

Thales frowned.

He suddenly thought of King Nuen, but found that no matter what, it was difficult to connect him with the optimistic, open-minded, but strangely complicated fast rope in front of him.

"What kind of nickname will you get, Thales, have you thought about it?"

Quick Rope suddenly asked with interest: "Adventure King? Hostage King?"

Thales came back to his senses and sighed slightly: "Morral..."

"Ah, I see."

In the dark, Kuaisheng's voice fluctuated slightly, with a little pride: "The bad luck king."

Quick Rope's giggles sounded again.

Thales didn't respond.

Until Kuaisheng's laughter slowly faded away.

"Why."

"Six years ago," Thales asked hoarsely, "Why did you leave?"

This time, there was a long silence in the room.

Kuaisheng sighed softly, like a prisoner who is on trial and ready to face his fate

"This question, in the first few years, I asked myself countless times."

Kuaisheng's voice sounded faintly: "The answer is different every time."

"But in the past two or three years, the answer has gradually become clear."

In the darkness, he slowly sat up, a pair of clear eyes flickered slightly in the moonlight:

"Because it's my choice."

Thales' breathing became faster.

What King Charman said to him and his evaluation of Moral all came to mind one by one.

Everything that happened six years ago flashed back as if it was yesterday.

"But you left so irresponsibly?"

Thales gritted his teeth unknowingly: "Leave your country, your people, your relatives..."

The silhouette of the fast rope under the moonlight trembled slightly.

"Do you know how much damage your disappearance caused to the entire Dragon Clouds City? Do you know that your willfulness almost caused the two countries to fight each other, causing countless casualties? You know, your decision made me, let me What fate did Rumba, Selma, and your father, King Nun, face?"

At that moment, Thales seemed to be returning to the underground tomb of the Fuxing Palace, and the heavy and majestic voice with faint power sounded in his ears.

fate will prepare you

In the past six years, blood, death, betrayal, murder, politics, helplessness and powerlessness, helplessness and remorse, if this is the fate of the prince...

Thales' mood became more and more 'chaos'.

But in the face of fate, the person in front of him...

"how is he?"

"My father." Kuaisheng said hoarsely, interrupting Thales' thoughts whether it was jealousy or unwillingness: "Six years ago, when he was dying...how was it?"

Thales was slightly taken aback.

Nun VII.

born king.

The indifferent old man rubbing the ring.

"Over the years, all I've heard are rumors, but you're there, Thales," Kuaisheng said flatly, with an imperceptible tremor in his voice:

"where are you."

For a moment, only the breath of the two people remained in the house.

Thales was silent for a while.

dragon blood.

That night six years ago was too memorable.

"I don't know how to describe it, but at that time..."

Finally, Thales sighed and suppressed the sudden surge of resentment.

"He's not bad. Nunn still maintains the arrogance and majesty of a born king."

He told Kuaisheng about the past, like telling a story about his family to a son who doesn’t come home all the year round:

"At that time, he had just punished Fengzhao City and unified the power of the other Grand Dukes, and the Heisha leader was no problem."

Thales mused: "And he has passed the crisis of the disaster, witnessed the return of the queen of the sky, and is thinking about teaching the disaster that smashed his toys some lessons."

The prince lost his mind and said: "He has even made a plan and has planned the future of Walton and Dragon Clouds City."

And... the future of the Star Prince.

Quick Rope smiled.

"Heh, it's still the same." His tone was quite nostalgic, but it was almost full of melancholy.

"Keep everything...in your hands."

Thales nodded.

"This is him before his death, the last King Nuen," the prince said with difficulty, "until..."

He didn't say any more.

"Is it."

Kuai Rope took over his words with an unclear tone.

Thales sighed: "Don't worry, everything happened very quickly. In an instant, he didn't feel any pain and passed away."

Two seconds of silence.

"Is it."

Quick Rope leaned against the wall, hugging his knees tightly: "What about Longxiao City?"

Thales' breathing was stagnant.

"Really?" The prince asked with a touch of resentment, "You ask me?"

"Disaster befell the shield area, fighting fiercely with the queen of the sky until the morning, with many casualties... After the death of the king, rumors spread, the order was 'chaotic', and the army led by Heisha entered the city at night, and met Lisban's swordsmen," Tai said. Erles took a deep breath and opened his mouth, as if listening to a stranger tell a strange story: "The White Blade Guard suffered heavy losses, and Nicolai took the last manpower to fight back desperately."

Thales' tone became more and more anxious.

"Rumba once occupied the Palace of Heroes, and the five grand dukes held each other's future and lives in the Hall of Heroes, pressing their sword hilts, seeing life and death. Grand Duke Ronnie and Grand Duke Olsio even drew their swords out of their sheaths. It's life and death with Rumba."

"Caslan, Michael... Countless people died in that damn tug of war."

Every time he said a word, Kuaisheng's shadow trembled.

"Finally, Selma—I mean Alex Walton, under heavy pressure, under their malicious eyes, struggled to succeed."

In the end, Thales stared at the figure wearing the 'bed' board with staring eyes:

"Under countless pairs of eyes that hated each other, Charmain Rumba wore a bloody crown, stepped on countless corpses in the rain of swords and swords, and was crowned king as Charmain I."

Quick Rope exhaled heavily.

"In the past six years, Longxiao City has been precarious and turbulent. The qualifications of the 'female' grand duke have been questioned. The vassals are full of conflicts. The king has malicious intentions, and the princes are eyeing. As for me, as a hostage and pawn, Trapped there until now."

"This is the answer you want."

"Are you satisfied?"

Thales said coldly: "Avoid responsibility and provoke Moral Walton who caused all this."

Kuaisheng remained silent for a long time.

Until a full ten seconds later.

"So this is the answer, thank you." Kuaisheng replied feebly.

"I regret."

Thales frowned tightly.

"Are you sorry?"

Prince Xingchen sneered: "That is your country, your city, and your hometown."

"And you're sorry"?"

Quick Rope shook his head.

"Thales."

His tone was a little low.

"When you said to Dean that you don't want to ask so many questions and just want me to disappear forever, I thought you would at least understand a little bit."

Kuaisheng seemed to have lost something, his tone was listless, but there was an unspeakable sorrow.

Thales took a deep breath: "If you were still here six years ago—well, I mean, if you at least chose to return to Dragon Clouds City after evading the assassination..."

Quick Rope suddenly raised his head!

"That won't change anything either!"

He said coldly.

Thales was stunned.

"It's still the same, plots, tricks, politics, interests..." Kuaisheng almost gnashed his teeth and said: "No matter whether it is Dragon Clouds City or Exeter, whether it is Luba or Walton, nothing has changed. "

Thales looked at him blankly.

"Of course I know, the casualties are heavy and the price is high."

Kuai Rope said sadly: "This is a power struggle."

"You accuse me of disaster by escaping."

"But how do you know that if I stay in the position of Grand Duke of Dragon Clouds City or even King Exeter, fewer people will be killed now? The troubles caused will be smaller now? The crimes committed will be lighter now? Dragon Clouds City will Lucky and safe now?"

Thales gritted his teeth.

"You don't know, Thales."

Kuaisheng said coldly:

"Do you think that the calamity and calamity of Dragon Clouds City and the turmoil and upheaval of Exeter are really just caused by Luba's conspiracy, or my willfulness, or my father's bewilderment?" of?"

He straightened his back from the wall.

"My father, the King Born, was powerful in the Western Continent when he was alive, subduing the princes, resorting to military force, pushing the majesty of Dragon Clouds City to the highest level in three generations, planting fear and obedience throughout the country, and the next thing is to unify Egypt Kester."

Kuaisheng's tone was cold:

"However, it is doomed that he has already become someone's enemy - the enemy of the princes of all walks of life, the enemy of the feudal nobles, the enemy of the Western Land countries, and even the enemy of the common people under his rule, even if there is no rumba, no dark room, no blood In the year of "sex", even without the accident of Suriel, without... without my departure, one day, these enemies will also have other faces and roles, such as Ronnie, Lecco, Trudy Da, even his most trusted subordinate, was played by another group of people who were dissatisfied with him, and came back in time until the throne of Dragon Clouds was overwhelmed."

Enemies of King Nun...

Thales pondered, and those who should be responsible for the night of dragon blood six years ago appeared in front of his eyes: the Grand Duke Heisha who was 'forced' to a desperate situation, the fickle Marquis of Commas, the deepest dark room, The power of the black market in the gutter, and even... even the supreme king of the stars.

Even a humble man like Griveau scorned and dismissed his king.

And King Nuen's side...only his half of Dragon Clouds City.

"Father's death was not due to the failure of a certain plan, some unexpected event, or someone's stupid action," Kuaisheng said with deep pain in his tone, "but because in this era, he climbed too high , too many people want him dead."

Thales was stunned.

For countless days and nights, when he recalled the dragon blood six years ago, what came to his mind were Nunn's blunders, Lumbard's ruthlessness, the insidiousness of the dark room, the secrecy of the secret department, and the schemes of the princes and princes. do.

but……

"There is only a thin line between the peak and the extreme decline."

"This is the general trend, Thales," Kuaisheng's tone became more and more anxious:

"After returning from the sea and surviving near death, I understand that history is not controlled by individuals with high status and extraordinary power as we see it, but by countless unstoppable 'waves' of the world, unfathomable whirlpools, It is determined by the sea 'tide' and trade winds that shake thousands of miles."

"If you stop the 'tide', no matter how strong a warship is, it will be smashed to pieces; if you set sail with the wind, no matter how fragile a sampan can travel thousands of miles - in front of it, even if it is as great as a hero, it will be powerless, even if it is as small as grass People can also take advantage of the trend to climb to the top.”

"Too many people only see conspiracies and tricks, open and secret fights, and heroes and grassroots bandits."

"But before the raging 'tide', individuals are too small, and there are very few things we can do. No one can go against the trend and turn the tide - that's just our response to those, in the 'wave' 'tide' The illusion of characters who surface at the end."

"Don't say it's my father, it's the same even if King Fuxing and Dragonrider are reborn... Even if my father successfully 'hands over' the throne to me." His tone trembled slightly.

"I can see very clearly that no matter who sits on that throne, Dragon Clouds City is doomed to flourish and decline, and no matter who leads the dragon kingdom, there will also be 'tides' ebb and flow in Exter."

Quick Rope stared at Thales silently.

"Like the blood of the kingdom passed down from your body, like the empire that was once invincible."

Thales clenched his fists subconsciously.

"Do you think that Dragon Clouds City is now in turmoil because of a 'female' Grand Duke, so it must be a bad thing?"

Quick Rope lowered his head.

"How do you know, if Dragon Clouds City at this time, if this dreaded power after King Nuen is still inherited by an orthodox male descendant, still holding high the authority of the King Born, then The new king and the old vassals, the enemies in the dark and in the open, won’t deal with Dragon Clouds City with the pressure and tactics that are a hundred times more terrifying now, like ants that devour the corpses of insects, and eat us to nothing but wreckage?”

"Won't the casualties and losses be more severe now?"

"I'm not them, Thales, I'm not my father, I'm not Suriel, and I'm not even my cousin—Charmain Rumba who killed his brother, but even they..."

Kuaisheng folded his arms, his voice trembling:

"I can't do it, Thales, in that abyss-like desperate situation, in that air full of intrigues and tricks, without breathing, in those days when everyone is living in hell, I Besides bringing Dragon Clouds City and Exeter to destruction..."

"Can't do anything."