Kingdom’s Bloodline

In the quiet and remote cabin, the two looked at each other.

"What's the next step?"

Thales said worriedly: "I mean you."

Quick Rope shrugged: "Find a good explanation for this scene, Luisa and the others should come back tomorrow morning, I don't want to be caught by them."

"Aren't you leaving right away?"

"Dean is dead, and Kuaisheng from the same team is missing," Kuaisheng rebuffed him unceremoniously: "Do you think everyone in the dark room is an idiot?"

"I need to find a cover, Thales, find someone who won't be suspicious..."

"But a lie always needs more lies." Thales stared at Dean on the ground, meditating: "Unless we can guarantee that this guy disappears mysteriously—nobody knows, never appears. "

Kuaisheng rolled his eyes and showed a flattering expression.

"Well, if you don't intend to kill me anymore, and you don't intend to arrest me to do something shameful, respectable Prince Thales..." Kuaisheng rubbed his hands, looking like he wanted to sell insurance money: "Is it possible to go to the star officials in the camp and ask them to dispose of the corpse secretly? I am innocent, you are home, everyone is happy..."

"Return the original sentence," Thales snorted softly, "Do you think people in the secret department are all fools?"

Quick Rope blinked.

"But you're a prince."

Thales frowned.

"I mean..." Kuaisheng stretched out his hands, patted himself first, then politely gestured to Thales, and smiled awkwardly: "The kind that can see the light."

prince……

Can you see the light?

Thales sighed, and refused: "Now the star army in the camp has a complicated composition, and the main force is searching for me in the desert. Among the people left behind, the local nobles and the central forces of the royal family do not agree with each other. They give me a lot of money. Bad feeling, but don't expect them to keep their mouths shut for me."

Quick Rope frowned.

"Haoyue, see, this is the chain of power," he said, wagging his fingers, "Be careful, Thales, you have already begun to be trapped in it."

Thales gave him a blind eye.

"How about this, to your people, you can tell half of it and half of it to cover me," Kuai Sheng scratched his head:

"For example, the spy in this dark room came here to catch you..."

Thales shook his head: "You've been outside for too long, Quick Rope, and underestimated the suspicion of those people - the secret room sent a spy to lurk for a full five years, as long as he has contacts, places he has been, and daily concerns News, special behavior, deliberate appearance... I don't think the Secret Division will miss these, are you going to bet your life on the black prophet's carelessness, or pure kindness?"

Kuaisheng's expression fell.

"Huh, maybe I shouldn't have appeared." He leaned against the wall in pain.

"It really shouldn't be." Thales murmured.

Kuaisheng protested: "Hey, I just saved your ass!"

Thales pouted.

"How do you know I'm going to suffer?"

Thales looked at Dean on the ground, thinking hard about a solution, not forgetting to fight back: "I'm the best at counterattacks."

Kuaisheng gave him an expression of "you can only believe in ghosts", and said seriously:

"Then we'll have to deal with him ourselves."

Thales sighed helplessly.

"Okay," the boy stood up and picked up his bag: "Where are we going to dig a hole?"

"Dig a hole, just us two laymen?" Kuai Shengyu patted Thales earnestly and shook his finger: "No, no, no, we will definitely be found."

"you mean?"

Kuaisheng looked like someone who came here, and smiled mysteriously: "This is the Saber Camp, we will follow the rules here."

Thales pretended to be listening attentively.

"We have to find a professional, the kind who sees the money is open, and never asks too much." Kuaisheng shook his head, his eyes became brighter and brighter: "He has rich experience, many connections, and knows how to deal with a problem silently. corpse.

"

Thales' heart moved: "Professionals? You mean..."

Quick Rope snapped his fingers.

"Yes, that's him."

Looking at Kuaisheng's faintly smiling face, Thales suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Ten minutes later.

"Just turn a corner ahead... Wait, let's look at the wind first... Okay, we can go... Hey, take it easy, take it easy, this guy is so heavy..."

Under the dim moonlight, Thales and Quick Rope, one after the other, struggled to carry a sack the size of a person, and turned a street corner.

They bent over, padded their feet, and wandered through the alleys ghostly.

"Visiting him at this time... Are you sure it's a good idea?" Thales gasped.

They came to an inconspicuous wooden door.

Quick Rope gritted his teeth and nodded: "Don't worry, Tampa must be at home—that's fine, let's put it down first—you know, 'my house' is packed tonight."

But the hand that Kuai Rope was about to knock on the door stopped in mid-air.

"Strange," Quick Rope stared at the lock on the wooden door: "The lock is outside... Tampa didn't come back?"

"Ha, you're really reliable." Thales put down the sack with difficulty, and sarcastically thumped his numb shoulders.

"Then we can only... what are you doing?"

He was stunned by the action of the fast rope.

I don't know when it started, Kuaisheng had already bitten three iron rods in his mouth.

He still held two of them in both hands, and fiddled with the lock on the door vigorously.

"unlock."

Kuaisheng said vaguely: "We can't just stay outside like this, just go in and wait for him..."

"That's not what I meant!" Thales said anxiously, suppressing his voice, "You're sure you won't be beaten as a thief—"

"Calm down," Kuai Sheng said in a neat manner, "You don't know the rules of Taoism. You have your own way of doing this kind of business. As long as you have enough money, don't pay too much attention to other details..."

He saw that the lock in his hand was still motionless, so he changed an iron drill quietly.

Thales frowned: "Wait, where did you learn to pick locks?"

"You know, when I first came to Commus, life was difficult," Kuaisheng snorted, and changed the second iron rod: "I had to learn one more craft."

Taylor's eyes widened.

"Craft—if your father knows, his son is a thief in Commus..." he said in disbelief.

"Sorry for being a thief and embarrassing Nakaru and Sara," Quick Rope sarcastically unapologetically, impatiently changing the third rod: "But seriously—damn it, Tampa Must have got a new lock, it's tighter than a virgin—where did I say that?"

Annoyed and clumsy, he shook the unshakable lock, and finally had to change back to the first iron chisel.

"Are you really going to?" Thales looked at him suspiciously.

"You don't understand, but I've been on the streets before," Kuaisheng said nonchalantly, his hands resting, but cold sweat began to ooze from his forehead: "You know, not just anyone can become a thief... "

Thales sighed and couldn't watch it anymore.

In the next second, Prince Xingchen snatched the iron rod and lock from the fast rope, and pushed him aside.

"Hey! Don't make trouble."

Kuaisheng stared and protested to Thales dissatisfiedly: "Unlocking a lock is a technical job, not everyone can..."

While he was talking--

click.

Subtle mechanical brackets.

The fast rope lagged slightly.

Thales let out a sigh of relief, he turned his head and threw the things in his hand casually.

Quick Rope hurriedly caught the thing Thales threw, and then froze.

Clang.

The iron rod in his mouth fell to the ground.

Kuaisheng stared blankly at the thing in his hand, his mouth was so big that he could stuff an egg in it.

"Impossible—" His voice was crying with grievance.

That's a...

With two iron rods inserted...

already opened...

Lock.

Three seconds later.

"Why……"

Holding the lock in his hands, Kuaisheng said in a trembling voice with grief and indignation of being deceived, "Why are you so proficient!"

Star Prince shrugged indifferently, and opened the wooden door with a relaxed expression.

"Come on."

Thales pointed at the lock calmly: "Unlocking this thing..."

"Everyone can."

The fast rope froze.

After saying that, the prince who tried his best to hold back his smile bent down to worry about the sack.

Only Kuai Rope was left alone, looking at the lock in his hand in disbelief.

Want to cry but no tears, complex mood.

He looked at the lock, and then at Thales' back.

"Maybe... no, definitely..."

"I must have pried it loose first," he said dryly.

Yes, it must be so.

It must be.

Thinking of this, Kuaisheng felt a lot better.

In that case...

Kuaisheng smiled and thought with satisfaction: My technique has improved.

Put it before...

This kind of lock cannot be opened.

But just as the two princes leaned over to pick up the sack...

Two light swords stretched out from the darkness in the door without a sound, and grabbed the necks of Thales and Quick Rope respectively!

The two were startled.

"Look, what kind of guests are we here?"

A face emerged from the room, but it wasn't Tampa.

It was a strange young woman, wearing dark red leather armor, her hair was braided around her forehead.

She is holding two swords at the same time, one left and one right, with a slight smile:

"Two poor thieves."

While speaking, the blade in the woman's hand turned slightly.

Thales' neck felt cold.

He exchanged a look of horror with Kuai Rope, and raised his hands scramblingly.

"Are you sure we're going the right way—prying the right door?" Thales gritted his teeth and said to the fast rope beside him.

Kuaisheng also looked at the woman in the door in horror, and replied knowingly:

"That's right, when I came last time..."

"Hey, don't chat," the woman said contemptuously, shaking the sword in her hand, "Thieves, mom didn't allow you to open your mouth..."

In the next second, taking advantage of the distraction of the woman, Thales and Kuaisheng swayed from side to side tacitly, and took advantage of the narrow angle of the door to dodge to both sides, avoiding the sword's edge!

"Wow," the woman whose blade fell into the air was slightly startled: "He's still a good thief."

But the crisis is not over.

In Thales' hell senses, footsteps sounded from the left and right sides.

He froze again.

At some point, two strange men were standing behind them expressionlessly.

One is burly and the other is lean.

But both of them raised their swords against the backs of Thales and Quick Rope.

Thales and Quick Rope had to raise their hands again.

These three people...

Thales' forehead was slightly sweating.

In the senses of hell, these three people exuded a sense of coldness. The hand holding the sword was steady and powerful, the muscles were tense and relaxed, the rhythm of breathing was orderly, and the power of ending in the body was rushing endlessly. They were obviously skilled hands.

Thales glared at Quick Rope unhappily.

What are you doing?

Quick Rope rolled his eyes helplessly.

I do not know either.

"That's two thieves." Behind him, one of the strange swordsmen said coldly: "Tampa really exaggerates."

The woman in dark red smiled slightly and raised her two swords.

"Then get over it quickly."

Thales and the fast rope shook together!

"etc!"

In desperation, Kuaisheng blurted out: "You must be bodyguards hired by Tampa, right! We, we are here, we are here..."

"I'm here to talk to him about business!" Thales took his words nervously.

The woman's double swords stopped.

"Looking for business in Tampa?"

She frowned.

"By picking the lock?"

"Shady business, hehe, forgive me." Kuaisheng squeezed out a smile.

The woman in red exchanged glances with the two swordsmen.

A swordsman kicked the sack on the ground, then frowned and said, "There are people in it?"

"To be exact, it's a corpse," Thales nodded awkwardly, "So we have to pick the lock... Do you understand?"

The woman looked up suspiciously.

"You guys, know Tampa?"

"Yes, the relationship is very good, I'm his business partner..." Kuai Sheng was beaming, and at the same time he did not forget to wink at Thales.

"Very good!" Thales nodded fiercely like a woodpecker: "We're still drinking together today..."

The woman in red and the swordsmen looked at each other again and nodded.

"Okay," the young woman hummed softly and walked out of the room, "come with us."

"Tampa isn't staying here tonight."

Thales and Kuaisheng breathed a sigh of relief.

But the swordsmen behind were not polite, they still used their swords to force the two of them.

"Pick up your cargo," one of the swordsmen said coldly, "Take it easy, don't play tricks, you don't want to disturb the patrols, do you?"

Thales and Kuaisheng looked at each other helplessly, feeling the sword's edge on their lower back, they could only obediently obey.

Under the surveillance of the four swords, the two carried the sacks tremblingly, picked the secluded paths, and walked through the streets and alleys again.

They quickly moved to a new location.

"My House" Tavern.

This made Thales and Kuaisheng breathe a sigh of relief.

At least, this is indeed the land of Tampa.

"It seems that they are indeed from Tampa," Kuaisheng said dissatisfiedly: "That stingy guy is really getting more and more suspicious."

The female swordsman in red knocked four times on the door of the tavern, quite rhythmically.

"Listen, I'll negotiate in a while..." Kuaisheng whispered.

But looking at the familiar sign above his head, Prince Xingchen suddenly thought of something.

If these guys are Tampa hired bodyguards, looking after his house...

That Tampa house...

Why the lock from the outside?

And tonight, "my house" tavern is not being...

The door of the tavern opened.

Before he had time to think about it, Thales and Kuaisheng were pushed into the tavern by the swordsmen behind them.

The moment Kuaisheng and Thales walked into the tavern, dozens of pairs of eyes shot at them.

The two people who were carrying the sack were stunned.

There are many people in the tavern, all armed and ready to fight.

A suffocating murderous aura came over his face.

"They..." Kuaisheng murmured.

Thales recognized it without his reminding.

It's "Blood Whistle".

The mercenary team known as the Hundreds.

That's right, they booked the tavern tonight.

But there is no such scene as imagined, full of wine and full of carnival all night.

On the contrary, the tavern was eerily silent.

Even the whispers of these mercenaries were low-key and quiet, appearing to be well-trained.

Thales felt uneasy in his heart.

How is this going?

What happened to the tavern?

What about Tampa?

"Go inside," the female swordsman in red turned her head and said, "Tampa is inside, talking about business with our boss."

The mercenaries who whistled with blood sat or stood, some leaned against the wall, some leaned on the pillars, some supported the table, and some even sat on the steps, leaning against the railing on the second floor, and even the cat was in the corner. Some people have relaxed postures, but their eyes are burning.

It's like soldiers guarding a bunker—no, Thales shook his head in his heart—from the atmosphere, he looks like soldiers guarding an ant nest.

Seeing the two princes coming in, the expressions of these people changed.

His eyes were fierce and malicious.

Thales panicked, and cast a look at Quick Rope, who was equally astonished.

well……

Doesn't seem right?

Kuaisheng gave him a worried look back.

rest assured.

Everything is under control.

With dozens of pairs of cold and terrifying sizing eyes, Thales bit the bullet, carried the sack, ignored the malicious smile of the fierce man on his left, and followed the female swordsman forward.

A mercenary holding a sword and carrying a shield stopped in front of them, raising his hand to stop their steps.

He squinted slightly, looking at Thales and the fast rope.

"Marina," the mercenary said coldly:

"They have weapons."

The red-clothed swordsman named Marina looked back at Thales, looked at the daggers, scimitars, and arm crossbows on their bodies, and then laughed uncontrollably: "Why, Sonny, do you think Boss and the others will be afraid of this?"

Following Marina's laughter, many mercenaries who looked at Thales also laughed.

But compared to Dante's great sword, compared to that friendly and casual atmosphere, Thales could only feel the murderous intent and coldness in the crowd of "blood whistle".

these people……

Thales looked around with an ugly expression, feeling like he had fallen into another pit.

It was still full of muddy water.

Sonny, the mercenary blocking the way, smiled and seemed amused by the joke. He patted Marina on the shoulder and got out of the way.

Feeling apprehensive, Thales and Quick Rope walked into the center of the tavern with sacks on their shoulders.

Here, the mercenaries kept a distance and scattered relatively sparsely.

There were only four people sitting on an empty table in the middle.

Thales recognized the man with the scar on his neck at first sight.

"Tampa!"

Kuaisheng's expression loosened, and the sack rolled down from his shoulders. He resisted the strange atmosphere around him: "Hey, why can't I find you..."

But Thales noticed that Tampa's expression was extremely ugly at the moment, and his sitting posture was stiff.

"Quick rope? And you?" The tavern owner frowned, looking at the two people who came in in disbelief.

"Of course it's us! I said, you are really..." Kuaisheng froze, and his volume gradually decreased: "Am I bothering you?"

Tampa didn't answer him, but his face was even uglier.

The other three people at the empty table turned their heads.

Thales' heart moved and he recognized the person in front of him.

Ricky with a smile on his face, a middle-aged man from the Northland with an indifferent face, and a vicissitudes swordsman with his face covered.

It's them.

"Blood whistle" was the first three people who came to the tavern to reserve a table.

"The only ones I met just now are these two people." Marina put the two swords back into the scabbard at her waist, and pouted at Ricky: "They were obviously picking the lock, but they said they wanted to do business with him."

Ricky nodded, his eyes turned back and forth between Thales and Kuaisheng.

What he saw gave Thales a sense of horror of being seen through from the inside out.

"Thank you, Marina," he said politely, "for a great help."

Marina nodded knowingly and stepped aside.

"I recognize you," Ricky looked at the two of them and smiled softly, "Dante's great sword."

"And a novice."

Thales and Quick Rope squeezed out two mournful smiles.

"Listen, Tampa," Kuaisheng said first, with a heartless look:

"We've finished the business you asked me to do, and we're here tonight..."

He kicked the sack under his feet.

On the empty table, Tampa looked strange.

Ricky turns to Tampa.

The tavern owner twitched his face and coughed: "Okay, I see. Listen, Quick Rope, you go back first, I will find time to talk to you tomorrow about business."

"Ah, I can tell," Kuai Sheng rolled his eyes and said, "You're a bit busy right now...it's okay, we can meet again tomorrow..."

Marina on the side chuckled.

Ricky thought about it.

Thales poked the fast rope lightly, and the two bent down tacitly, ready to carry the sack.

But Taylor's waist was only half bent, and a boot stopped on the sack, blocking his chest.

"Listen to your mother and stand up obediently, thieves." Marina sat on a chair beside her, raised her slender thighs, and hooked Thales' chest with a smile.

Thales and Kuaisheng glanced at the double swords around Marina's waist, and glanced at the mercenaries in front, back, left, and right from the corner of their eyes, and could only straighten up in embarrassment.

Really bad.

It doesn't seem that easy to get out.

Ricky, the leader of the mercenaries, spoke.

"Oh, so, they are what you claim, your 'backups'? Your reliable 'security advisors'?"

Thales frowned.

Ricky sighed and lowered his arms: "You're so funny, Tampa."

Tampa covered his face in pain with an unkind look.

Kuaisheng showed an inexplicable expression, and then squeezed out a smile: "Actually..."

Thales coughed and blocked his words.

"Alright alright."

The teenager opened his mouth slowly, he looked at Tampa and then at Ricky, while raising his hands to show his harmlessness, he said cautiously: "I know, gentlemen, we may not come at the right time...but to be honest Yes, I don't understand, and I don't want to know what's going on with you now, so no matter what you are..."

Tampa's face became more and more sluggish, he coughed heavily, and said in a bad tone:

"Then get out!"

Thales and Kuaisheng bent down for the second time to pick up the unreachable sack.

But they stopped again halfway.

Marina's sword edge fell across their chests at some point.

"Ah, ah, ah."

I saw this pretty woman with her mouth open playfully, waving the sword in her hand, and said maliciously, "If you don't listen to your mother, you will get a spanking."

Thales and Kuaisheng straightened up again with ugly expressions.

Ricky sighed and looked up with a smile: "You really don't understand the situation, but it's okay, let me tell you."

"The situation is very simple."

Ricky showed a friendly smile to the two, pointed to Tampa, and said softly: "We, the whistle of blood..."

"At the saloon in Tampa."

"Hijack Tampa."

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