Kingdom’s Bloodline

The penalty knight's attack launched without warning, and his figure and the blade wind pressed together!

Thales instinctively raised his sword to block, and held the enemy's saber amidst the sound of steel clashing.

"clang!"

Sackel's slashing angle was tricky and extremely sophisticated, Thales was struggling and felt his hand slipping.

Fortunately, the silver-edged long sword collected from Ricky made a great contribution. Its excellent feel and balance prevented Thales from dropping the weapon at the first blow.

But the opponent didn't give the prince a chance to breathe, and Sackel immediately let go of his saber and leaned forward.

He pointed his right palm together like a knife and stabbed Thales' throat!

Thales raised his legs and retreated, trying to force the opponent back with his sword.

But he soon realized that he was wrong—the punishment knight's offense was much more than that.

"Boom!"

Thales, who was retreating, only felt his front foot tremble. He had already been tripped by the opponent, and the trajectory of the long sword was also crooked!

Damn it!

Thales, who lost his balance, tried his best to turn his head in the opponent's palm!

Sackel's nails barely grazed the prince's neck, bringing a tingle of horror.

But it's not over yet.

"Shua!"

The punishment knight connected the saber with his left hand, shook Thales' crooked blade away with his backhand, dragged out a string of sparks, and hit the prince's forehead!

Thales, who was falling to the ground, had no time to dodge, watching the blade attack!

The moment the wind of the knife pierced his bones, the crime of hell and river surged into his arm desperately.

The next moment, the prince in mid-air gritted his teeth and raised his elbow, and pulled out a non-standard weird 'iron body pose', with his left elbow on the opponent's right arm, and pushed himself away with the strength of the opponent!

"laugh!"

The blade brought out a strong wind, brushed Thales' scalp, and took away a small piece of skin.

thump!

Thales fell to the ground in pain.

He had no time to think about it, he folded his arms and turned sideways, and greeted the opponent's heavy kick on the ground!

"Boom!"

The beating experience in the beggar era and the meteorite's public revenge in Dragon Clouds City saved his life: Thales put his elbows in front of his chest and abdomen, and with a bang, he rolled out.

until he hit the wall.

This is the end of the first round of fighting.

Sackel frowned and threw away the notched saber, turning around to look for a new weapon.

With the help of the long sword, Thales stood up tremblingly.

The young man gasped heavily, sweating profusely, his face pale.

Damn it!

He bared his teeth, his left arm was numb from the pain for a moment, and trembling unceasingly, which showed the prince's injury just now.

not only that.

Thales touched the bloodstain on his neck and the missing scalp on his forehead, feeling a sharp pain.

Throat, forehead, waist and abdomen.

Just now, three times, he almost...

Thales looked at the other party, gritted his teeth bitterly, and was terrified.

In just over a second, the opponent performed forward cuts, straight jabs, trips, reverse cuts, and kicks.

Saber, palm, leg.

Front, back, up, down.

At that moment, Thales even had the feeling that he was attacked by several people.

This is not Nikolai's sudden change, nor is it the irresistible and unprecedented impact of Kingdom Fury, nor is it the head-on confrontation of the Flaming Knight, nor is it the shock of Yordle in the dead silence. hit.

It was a deadly siege that launched at the same time in a flash, murderous everywhere, and left no dead ends.

Thales took a breath, but shivered again and again. He only felt a sharp pain in his lungs. He didn't know if it was the internal injury just now or the sequelae of the magic energy.

The prince twisted his face and looked at the punishment knight in disbelief.

In such an attack, let alone using the Fold of Fate to counterattack, he couldn't even defend for a single round!

If it weren't for the fact that I have developed an excellent ability to withstand pressure under the oppressive attack of the Meteorites for many years...

If it wasn't for being in the desert, experiencing the incomparable strength and desperate attacks of the orcs...

If he hadn't been on the sidelines of countless extreme battles that were decisively won in an instant...

"Northern military swordsmanship,

Is it. "

Thales was slightly taken aback.

Sackel picked up a fighting ax from the ground, turned around and said with a grin:

"I remember that there is a set kept in the royal treasury, which is the 'Seven Three' version handed down from the empire—seven sets of offensive styles and three sets of defensive styles."

Instead of the tower of the end, the set of the 'Jiuyi' version inherited from the Knights Temple.

A faint nostalgia welled up in Sackel's heart:

"When I was a punishment officer, Tony would occasionally take out a few tricks from it to grind the temper of the restless rookies, which worked very well."

Thales looked at the rebellious knight solemnly, thinking anxiously about a way to escape and protect himself.

Sackel observed Thales, and he found that the boy's eyes were only fearful and dignified, but not afraid or flinching.

His eyes glanced at the wounds on Thales' neck and scalp, showing approval.

Although there was only one face-to-face meeting, the penalty knight knew that his attack was almost useless.

Four attacks, three ultimate moves, all fatal.

However, this child who is far behind him in terms of size, strength, experience and skills...

Sackel stared into Thales' eyes.

Although extremely hasty and embarrassed...

But the child still found a way, abruptly caught the attack, and miraculously survived.

And, stood up again.

It's not as simple as luck.

The punishment knight tried the fighting ax in his hand, thinking to himself.

Watching his actions and reactions, it's like...

It's like he has long been used to powerful enemies, and he is used to fighting fiercely at a disadvantage.

I am used to looking for a chance of life in the inevitable matchup.

I am used to fighting with a sword under great pressure.

Accustomed to struggling against the current, desperate to survive.

On the other side, Thales had blood on his hands, and sadly found that his intention to enter "out of control" again would always be accompanied by a sharp pain in his chest.

Mana... It seems that there is no hope.

We have to think of other ways - Thales thought, stood up with difficulty, and regained his stance.

Saker raised his eyebrows slightly.

Another northern military swordsmanship.

It seems that he knows no other sword skills...

etc.

This reminded Sackel of something, and he couldn't help but twitch his eyebrows.

He looked at Thales again.

"Your actions..."

Sackel narrowed his eyes.

As the prince of the Star Kingdom, he does not have the slightest traditional fighting style of the Stars.

On the contrary, the child's movements are simple and rough, with a direct and clear purpose, neither rigidly attached to elaborate moves, nor obsessed with fancy and tricky stances, nor creed-like habits and stereotypes.

Every sword, every step, and every movement of his is more like the accumulation of experience and instinctive understanding of fighting—or being beaten.

Coupled with that habit of fighting against the trend...

Thinking of this, Sackel suddenly realized.

I see.

"Exter." The knight said lightly.

Thales raised his eyebrows.

The penalty knight showed a complicated expression:

"You fight, Yankee style."

Those group of people regard actual combat as their creed, despise training and moves, and think that "good fighters are beaten out" are rude and reckless.

Therefore, the child's excellent anti-stress and survival response in battle originated from here.

Not knowing what Saker thought of, he chuckled lightly:

"No wonder you are so hard-pressed."

Thales' face darkened.

Yankee...

Take a beating.

He thought of the Meteor.

That damn, nasty, "you owe me a girlfriend" face.

Take a beating?

Thinking of the endless bullying and abuse that the other party carried out in the name of training, Thales snorted coldly in his heart.

forget it.

On the training ground, that dead face would only beat him again and again, never correcting him, and rarely explaining—if ridicule and sarcasm were considered explaining—no matter teaching.

When Thales questioned him vigorously, the Meteorite would always have a stinking expression of "You weak chicken knows what a fart".

Then continue to publicize your personal revenge.

Hit harder than last time.

pity.

Countless thoughts passed through in just a few seconds, and the penalty knight looked at the boy and shook his head slightly.

He has already started.

If he grows up a little bit more, becomes more proficient, and has more experience, so that he can go a step further, be reborn, and start to learn how to turn the life-and-death chance into victory...

Thinking of this, Sackel's face cast a shadow.

pity.

He's going to stop here.

He must die here.

This is the only way.

The next moment, the penalty knight raised his weapon again!

"Is that you?" Thales hissed.

"A traitor to the royal guard?"

Sackel's ax gave him a heavy blow.

He looked at Thales, with a cold look in his eyes.

"So when you swung your knife at me, you had no regrets and no hesitation," Thales gritted his teeth and raised the sword:

"Because the vows you made to Samir were all farts?"

At that moment, Sakeel's figure shook in the air!

Thales was taken aback.

The penalty knight took a step back, covered his forehead fiercely, and closed his eyes in pain.

"Shut up!" Sackel closed his eyes and roared.

At this moment, Thales didn't know whether he was talking to himself or someone in the 'other world'.

I saw Sackel trembling:

"It will all be over soon."

"Finish……"

"No more...nightmare."

He gasped in pain.

A few seconds later, Sackel regained his composure.

He slowly let go of his hand and looked at Thales coldly.

"Please rest assured, Your Highness."

The Cavaliers moved forward again, making Thales nervous again:

"After your misfortune, I will take full responsibility for the injustice you suffered here."

His dry voice became pathetic and sullen:

"And your secret will be buried here, without damaging your reputation."

Consolation for the injustice I suffered?

my reputation?

"So it's really you, isn't it?"

Looking at the sadness and generosity of the other party's face of "for your own good", Thales sneered and said:

"A noble family of knights passed down from the empire era, Sackel?"

But Sackel stopped answering and took a step forward.

Thales, who failed to communicate, exhaled angrily, and pulled back into the Iron Body Pose.

"Hey you, stay away from that boy!"

A sudden shout broke the confrontation between the two.

Sack El and Thales turned their heads.

I saw Tampa, the owner of my tavern, standing on the other side of the corridor, clutching his bandaged arm, and said viciously:

"Didn't you see, if it wasn't for him just now, we would have confessed here!"

The three rescued hostages noticed this.

Not far away, Marina retrieved her double swords and was looking suspiciously at the confronting two people.

Kuaisheng blinked inexplicably, pointed at Sackel, coordinated his mouth movements, and silently asked Thales: I thought... he was on your side?

Thales smiled with difficulty.

He used to be.

Now, he would probably prefer to kill me.

Sackel snorted coldly and turned to the tavern owner.

There was a cold light in his eyes.

etc.

Thales' heart skipped a beat.

He remembered what the other party said just now.

【And your secret will be buried here without damaging your reputation. 】

buried here...

That means……

"In the desert, you'd better respect your savior..."

Tampa is still going on, he gritted his teeth and said to Sackel, who seemed restless:

"So you leave that kid alone..."

But before he finished speaking, Sakeel's eyes sharpened and he swung the axe!

"No!"

Thales stretched out his hand subconsciously and shouted:

"careful--"

At that moment, Tampa only saw the man with the brand on his head stretch his arms!

Amidst the whistling of the wind, the fighting ax shot out fiercely!

"call--"

Severe wind, straight to Tampa!

No, no, no!

Thales stared at the ax so hard that he almost gritted his teeth.

The tavern owner was stunned for a moment.

He couldn't react at all.

Until the wind of the ax hit his face, it was about to break his forehead.

However, the next second.

"call--"

The sound of the ax echoed.

The fighting ax is strangely...

Disappeared.

Leaving the wind of the ax at a loss, it swept across Tampa's forehead, blowing his forehead hair.

The tavern owner trembled all over, and then subconsciously raised his hand to block his eyes.

"boom!"

The sound of the ax smashing into the wall was heard, bringing the sound of countless stone chips falling.

Sackel frowned fiercely and looked to the other side.

There, Thales clutched his chest tightly, panting in pain.

And the fighting ax was stabbing at the wall next to the prince at this moment, and the handle of the ax trembled slightly.

"run……"

Thales stared at the stunned Tampa, feeling the sharp pain in his chest that was about to burst after subconsciously using the magic energy.

He prostrated himself on the ground, and painfully squeezed out a few words to the hostages:

"Quick, run!"

"Break up..."

"run……"

On the other side, Kuaisheng stared blankly at the vibrating axe, then at Saker who was full of murderous looks, and looked at Marina in blank dismay.

A second later, Tampa came to his senses.

"madman……"

He looked at Sackel in shock and anger.

Tampa glanced at Thales, then turned around without hesitation, and ran towards the darkness: "Hold on, Wyah—or what other name—I'll go find help on the ground!"

"And you die here, madman!"

The cursing in Tampa is getting quieter.

Sackel watched Tampa's back go away, and stood still for several seconds.

He frowned and asked Thales: "Why?"

"As long as I kill him here..."

He didn't go on.

But Thales knew what he was going to say.

Just kill him here...

You will have less trouble.

Get out if you can.

Thales climbed onto the long sword in a daze, feeling as if someone was cutting his chest open.

The price of using mana forcibly seems to be...

Very serious?

"No reason."

He was gasping for breath, each breath felt like pain.

"I'm just... from the brat to Ricky, and then to you, I'm just... just fed up with you guys who kill people with knives at every turn..."

Thales raised his head and said with difficulty:

"Scum..."

Saker frowned.

Thales turned his head and looked at the bloody place he left in the out-of-control state. Thinking of the enjoyment of killing by the Swords of Disaster, and the indifference of the Shields of Shadow to killing, he suppressed the discomfort in his heart.

"If you disagree, kill."

Thales stood up staggeringly, waved his hands tremblingly, and signaled the fast rope to escape quickly.

"Slightly offended, kill, contrary to the goal, kill, conflict of interest, kill, keep secret, kill," Thales sneered sarcastically:

"Including you, Sackel, in order to correct the mistake, kill."

The punishment knight's complexion became a little grim, and the sin brand on his forehead reappeared.

"Kill, kill, kill, it seems that killing is the only way to solve the problem."

Thales hissed in pain and rubbed his chest desperately to relieve the severe pain.

He only felt that he was about to collapse under the dual effects of severe pain and anger:

"It seems that your whole life is an absurd drama staged for vampires. Only by resorting to violence, killing decisively, and showing blood can you win applause and cheers and prove that you are the damned, handsome, murderous Only the decisive protagonist can win a longer and more popular stage career under the admiration of vampires."

Saker didn't speak, he just clenched his fists.

Thales tried his best to bear the pain, and spoke intermittently:

"Don't you know that depriving one's life and killing one's own kind is the most unavoidable choice, the hardest burden to unload, and the last-minute choice..."

"Is it the ultimate problem that you think you can't solve? Is it the most cowardly, the most evasive, and the most irresponsible answer after you have completely surrendered to all the possibilities of this world?"

Kuaisheng didn't leave, he looked at Prince Xingchen with deep eyes in his eyes.

Marina seemed to want to run away, but she finally stopped and looked at Thales blankly.

She suddenly remembered that day.

That day, she shivered and hid in the crowd in the distance, looking at the stage, her grandfather, grandmother, grandfather, grandmother...

And her elder brother looked desperately at the thick rope around his neck...

Until the herald gave the order...

Marina closed her eyes.

Thales took a deep breath and felt that the pain in his chest was better, so he wiped his sweat lightly, and said with a sad smile:

"Even people who live in the desert know that blood spur lizards cannibalize their own kind is the most horrific thing..."

At that moment, Sakeel seemed to remember something, and his face was heavy with pain.

Thales sneered.

"Those who take the initiative to choose this path are not ashamed. If they are not forced by the environment, they are probably cowards who have failed."

"Because you are already helpless in dealing with this society and the relationship between people, because in this game of life, you have already failed to the point where you have no other choice but to overturn the chessboard directly."

Thales took a hard step forward.

"Are you a coward?" He raised his long sword and pointed at his opponent:

"Sackel?"

Sackel took a deep breath, his face struggling.

But after a few seconds, he regained his composure.

This made Thales fearful.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness," the punishment knight's voice trembled slightly:

"But you, you must die here."

The voice just fell.

"Boom!"

Thales's heart froze, and he saw Sackel instantly kicked up a hand and a half sword, grabbed it in his hand, and rushed towards him at high speed!

The prince roared angrily, forcing himself to shake off the iron body pose with pain.

Seeing that he was about to face off with Sackel again.

If no one intervenes.

"clang!"

The loud noise of steel clashing!

Thales only felt a flash from the corner of his eye, and the figure of the fast rope appeared beside him, hitting the punishment knight horizontally with a hammer!

Sackel just froze slightly, and quickly flipped the right hand holding the hammer, while feeling contemptuous in his heart.

Good strength, and it seems to have been trained.

He looked coldly at the ferocious face, seemingly trying his best to block his fast rope.

Just so stupid.

Charged recklessly at this angle...

With just a few tweaks, he can—Huh?

In the next second, Thales was surprised to see that Kuaisheng, who looked at death like home, suddenly changed his expression and raised his left hand!

Sprinkle a lot of—dust?

Thales was dumbfounded.

"Ahhh!"

The punishment knight was dusted all over his head and face.

He covered his eyes, roared and backed away, the sword edge of his right hand swiped back and forth, obviously extremely angry!

But Thales just stared blankly at the successful-looking fast rope, and let him pull him away.

Lime?

You clearly have superior arm strength, and you use the hammer so well, but you have to...

Are you a prince... ah... it hurts...

Thales broke his thoughts and clutched his chest.

"Hurry up, hurry up...we..." Kuaisheng threw the hammer at the penalty knight, so nervous that he didn't bother to explain, half-supporting and half-pulling Thales away.

Until Sakel's sword lay before their eyes again.

"Using the dust..."

Sackel put down his left hand, Thales was surprised (unfortunately?) to see that his eyes were well protected by his left palm, without any dust.

But the Punishment Knight has long since lost the atmosphere and sorrow before, leaving only hatred and resentment:

"This is what I left over from playing when I was six years old!"

The penalty knight stabbed with a sword, full of anger!

Thales gritted his teeth, pushed the unarmed fast rope to support him a step away, and held the long sword.

But at this moment, there was a wind behind Sackel!

"clang!"

The penalty knight turned around with a sword, and cut open a flying torch!

Sparks splashed everywhere, scalding him and frowning for a while.

Thales and Kuaisheng were both startled when they saw who was helping them.

It's Marina.

I saw the female swordsman in red holding her own double swords, looking at Sakeel with hostility.

"Listen, the surname is Canxing." She half hesitated and half gritted her teeth in pain:

"You saved me once."

She picked up something and threw it far away to Thales.

Thales hugged it in a hurry, only to realize that it was his confiscated luggage.

It is not known when Marina was recovered from the corpses of the assassins.

"but now."

Marina stared solemnly at Sackel in front of her, and threw out her offensive: "I don't owe you anything!"

Thales hadn't reacted yet, but just stared blankly at the backpack in his arms until the fast rope pushed him.

"Run away!"

The female swordsman left the last sentence, kept walking, bullied herself forward, drew phantoms with her double swords, and attacked with fast swords!

Pointing at the punishment knight!

"Ding, ding, clang..."

In two seconds, Sackel had to take a step back.

Thales and Kuaisheng, who were about to run away, were frightened for a while: Is she so powerful?

But the good times didn't last long, the punishment knight's next sword was like a powerful and unconstrained style, but it stabbed Marina's left hand accurately in the phantom of the two swords!

Marina let out a cry of pain, and let go of the sword in her left hand.

Taylor's heart darkened.

"After the death of 'Heart in the Rain', dual swords have long since ceased to be popular."

In the next second, Sackel stretched out his left hand and grabbed Marina's right hand tightly!

Dropped her last sword to the ground too.

"I was fortunate enough to meet her once, and wanted to challenge the legendary Storm Sword that breaks through all defenses."

Marina gritted her teeth and wanted to kick her opponent, but Saker didn't move, as if nothing happened, and used her right elbow to support her kick!

Sackel looked at the twin swords on the ground, and shook his head with a tsk:

"But it's a pity that at that time she was already suffering from illness and was so weak that she couldn't even lift a cup."

Sackel grabbed Marina's neck and lifted the struggling female swordsman into the air!

Thales felt anxious when he saw it:

"Now!"

When the fast rope on one side was still ignorant and unresponsive, the air in this small world seemed to be slightly rippling and rippled.

The next moment, a gray sword mercilessly pierced out of the air!

"Shhh-"

Straight into Sackel's back!

"Ahhh!"

Amid Sakel's earth-shattering roar, Marina was thrown away by him and fell beside Thales.

And the penalty knight turned around quickly like a cheetah rising violently, and slashed out with a sword!

But it can only draw an arc in the air.

The gray blade was gone, only the bleeding wound on Sackel's back proved its existence.

Until another figure appeared in front of the knight, kicked straight with his right leg, and hit Sackel's chest firmly!

"Boom!"

The penalty knight yelled in pain and threw it backwards, landing in embarrassment.

Falling into a mass of blood and ruins, countless dust was stirred up.

Thales breathed a sigh of relief.

He hastily stretched out his hand, and together with the fast rope, lifted the seriously injured and tired Marina, and smiled at the figure that appeared.

"Ahhhh—"

In the dust, Sackel hummed in a low voice, not sure if he was enduring pain or angry.

"ha."

The knight was lying on the ground, embarrassed and said: "It's because I've grown old and regressed over the years..."

"Or have you become stronger?"

A hoarse voice came from the opposite side, low and concise:

"Maybe both."

Sackel laughed out loud.

"So, killing or not, he talks so much nonsense," Sackel let out a sigh of relief, feeling quite emotional:

"Just to find you a chance?"

"It's a tacit understanding."

He took two deep breaths, his muscles tensed, and he sat up slowly.

He stared straight at the masked figure in front of him.

"You shouldn't have come back so early." Saker said coldly.

On the opposite side of him, Yordle, who had gone back and forth, shook off the blood on the Supreme Sword, and said hoarsely:

"I shouldn't have let you out."

The penalty knight and the masked guard stared at each other silently for three seconds.

Sackel smiled.

"Why can't you be smarter, boy," the knight sighed and stood up:

"Leaving that child's side just once..."

"Wait until he finishes with dignity and then come back."

The wound on his back was no longer bleeding.

Sackel was talking, looking at Thales, who was not in good condition on the other side, and narrowed his eyes.

Thales sneered at him, then nodded to Yoddle.

Jodl also glanced at the prince in the distance, and nodded slightly.

"I left him once."

The masked guard withdrew his gaze, opened his left foot, and held the gray dagger in his backhand, preparing for battle.

His words were undeniably firm:

"That was the last time."

His figure gradually disappeared, and his voice spread like waves, echoing faintly.

Sackel watched the dark purple mask dissipate into the air, his eyes were dim, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

"For the sake of the past, I don't want to hurt you, Young Joad."

"Don't push me."

Jodl's sparing words were heard in the air:

"I agree."

Sackel pursed his lips.

Thales looked at the disappearing Yordle and smiled.

Jodl didn't leave.

as he said.

He is always there.

Saker was silent for a few seconds.

"You didn't ask me why I did it."

Saker glanced at Thales, looked up and looked around, with a sad face:

"So you know that too, right?"

"You already knew."

known long time ago.

There was no answer in the air.

Quick Rope gave Thales a wink and told them to leave quickly, but Thales just held his chest and shook his head decisively.

No.

Wait a little longer.

if only……

A little while.

"But does King Kessel know?"

The voice of the penalty knight suddenly increased, full of chills: "Does Lord Hansen know? Does Master Vitano know? Do the six guardian dukes know?"

"Does the star know?"

Jodl remained speechless.

Sackel picked up an ax and pointed at Thales angrily:

"Do they know that the evil flowers many years ago have borne evil fruit?"

Thales' heart shuddered!

Evil flowers.

Evil consequences.

"What are you waiting for?" Marina pushed Thales' arm away and stared at him fiercely: "Are you still waiting to die?"

Thales still shook his head, his brows were further furrowed, and his palms covering his chest tightened a bit.

a little while...

That's good!

"No, sir."

Yodel's hoarse and simple response came from the air:

"The only bad flower and bad fruit here..."

"only you."

The next moment, Sackel roared again and jumped up, rushing towards Thales!

Kuaisheng and Marina were surprised together!

Almost at the same time, Yordle's figure appeared beside him!

"Walk!"

This is the shortest hint for Mask Guard.

Thales gritted his teeth.

In front of his eyes, Sakel's unstoppable figure was getting closer and closer, and Yordle's gray dagger moved forward at a high speed.

He let go of the hand that was pressing on his chest to relieve the pain.

He knows what to do.

In the next second, Thales raised his arms without warning, and with the surprised expressions of the latter two, he went around the fast rope and Marina's necks, and put them on their shoulders!

He closed his eyes.

bring it on.

choose.

"boom!"

Sackel's ax hit the ground hard!

It even broke a floor tile!

Aroused countless stone chips.

Yodel came after him, stabbing his left arm with a sword!

But Sackel has no time to take care of the masked guard who is both an old friend and an enemy.

His eyes widened and his teeth clenched.

I don't know when it started...

before his eyes.

Thales, Quick Rope, Marina, the desperate three.

already……

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