Kingdom’s Bloodline

"My lord, Felicia and Frank's people are in place, and Poe's troops are also on standby!"

In the distance, a cavalryman who looked like a messenger came to them not far away on horseshoes, and reported to Roman loudly:

"They are waiting for your order!"

Legend Wing did not look back, he still stared at Thales with a dignified expression, the delicate earring on his left ear was in stark contrast to the ugly skull on his left shoulder:

"Tell them to keep waiting."

The orderly galloped away without the slightest hesitation at the strange order.

The three of them were still standing face to face.

"That way, everything will be clear."

Thales looked at the cavalry going away, and said solemnly to Roman:

"You can't do it yourself, you can't make your subordinates suspicious, you can't let the camp see the truth, and you can't make the cunning nobles take precautions, so you bought blood and whistle-maybe you are old friends, after all, they are War mercenaries have a history of cooperating with officials."

Legendary Wing was silent.

Ricky shook his head helplessly, and gave Roman a funny expression of "Look, I'll just say it".

Thales stared intently at the Legendary Wings:

"You let them create chaos and conflict in the Saber camp that is no longer yours, such as releasing prisoners from the white prison, such as disrupting logistics and garrisons, or whatever."

Thales looked at the guards in the distance:

"And the reward you give them is the key to the mysterious black prison, so that this group of mercenaries who have nowhere to go after hitting a wall in the Tower of Terminator can get the information they want most."

After Thales finished speaking, he waited for the response from the other side.

Roman didn't say a word, only his eyes were like knives.

"remuneration?"

On the other hand, Ricky sighed, looked at the prince sarcastically and said:

"You're talking too nonsense,

Your Highness—what kind of information is worth our lives? "

"Come to die for this guy?"

Roman remained silent.

"Maybe it's not just about the reward," Taylor said quickly:

"Maybe someone put on a 'if you don't do it I'll kill you' look to you."

The mercenary leader froze.

Thales stared at the expressionless Roman, nun his jaw:

"like this."

Ricky turned his head, looked at Roman with an indifferent face, and chuckled.

He laughs for a few seconds:

"I'll kill you if you don't do it? Hahahaha - well, I must say..."

Until Roman didn't turn his head back, he sneered from his nose:

"funny?"

Ricky's laughter stopped abruptly.

He leaned back slightly, pushed his palms forward, and made a modest expression of "you talk".

Thales could not help frowning as he observed their interaction.

So, does Roman know Ricky's true identity?

Does he know, in fact, that his partner is a heterogeneous person who will not die normally?

"So, that's your story?" Roman said dismissively, and Ricky shrugged beside him.

Thales looked back and forth between the two.

One side is the pure and white commander who represents the official and powerful.

One side is black mercenaries who are licking blood at knife edge and wandering outside the law.

Protection and destruction, occupation and abandonment.

One white and one black, one positive and one negative, one inside and one outside.

I see.

Two sides of a coin.

Dissociated between war and blood, full of chaos and crime, the Saber Camp, full of scum and criminals, has always been operating in this way.

This is how Legendary Wing controls his territory.

So, what about outside the camp?

The boy suddenly thought of something.

"The above stories," Thales sighed, and continued his topic: "It's all what normal people want..."

"But the thing that really surprised me was..."

Thales hesitated, pointing to the smoldering Saber camp in the distance.

"Orcs, and bone men."

Hearing the new words, Roman and Ricky frowned again and looked at each other.

"Here comes the question: when the entire eastern part of the desert is blocked and cleared, how did the gray bastards—I mean the warriors of the Cracking Stone tribe, including the bone people—predict the foresight, pack lightly, gather together in small numbers, and almost Perfectly evading the double separation lines and patrol posts of the standing army and the conscripts, just in time to invade the encampment in civil strife..."

Thales looked again at the smoldering Saber Camp in the distance:

"What made those lords panic and have to sound the seventh-level alarm?"

This question made both of them frown.

Roman lowered his eyes, his expression was already too cold.

Thales raised his head and looked at him without flinching:

"Everyone is saying that the Legendary Wing is the orcs' worst nightmare, and there is no mercy when it comes to slaughtering bastards."

Thales pondered, recalling the shocking encounter in the desert:

"But a few days ago, when your Stardust Guard and the Crowwhistle light cavalry of the Chromar family were chasing the Cracking Stone Tribe, Kandar Nushan and his small troop were actually in the pursuit of the Stardust Guard. , escaped capture."

"Because of this matter, Douluo, the leader of the army, almost turned against the nobles who conscripted the army on the spot and fought."

Hearing that name, Roman looked at Thales with increasingly unfriendly eyes.

Thales frowned:

"Tell me, Roman, did you really expel Douluo and let him leave the camp just now because you were dissatisfied with his betrayal of information?"

This sentence made Ricky frown.

And Roman's fist has been clenched unconsciously.

I only heard Thales whisper:

"And you know, the orc leader really told me a lot."

At this moment, Thales' tone was deep and serious:

"A lot."

At this moment, a crack appeared in Roman's nearly perfect facial features.

It's like the mask is starting to crumble bit by bit.

The sun faded from red to golden.

And at this moment the atmosphere became tense.

"Tell me, Baron."

"In the xenophobic and dangerous desert, for twenty years, as a helpless glacier orc from the north," Thales took a deep breath:

"How did Nushan come to power step by step, gradually became stronger, and finally became the war chief of the Cracking Stone Tribe, separatist?"

He stared at the skull on Legendwing's left shoulder:

"It's the same as you who have been stationed in the desert for 20 years, and even the handsome orc bone on your left shoulder with the same surname Crack Stone..."

"does it matter?"

Those words seemed to freeze the air.

Just like Roman's tightly pursed lips, at that second, he seemed to really become a sculpture.

The silence lasted for a long time.

Even Ricky bowed his head and remained motionless.

Finally, when Thales couldn't help but speak again, Legend Wing snorted and said:

"Kandal Nushan."

There is an unusual sullenness in his tone, which brings not heat but cold:

"That damned restless ice bastard."

"What did he tell you?"

No one knew that Thales' heart skipped a beat at that moment.

My grass.

It turned out to be true.

He struggled for breath, thinking of his brief encounter with the cunning orc.

[Tell your father, and also tell Morat. 】

【I found you first. 】

[And I know who you are. 】

"Wow, uh," the leader of the Disaster Sword waved his hand in embarrassment:

"The next part, I will temporarily avoid...you know, military affairs..."

But Thales shook his head.

"It's okay, Ricky," although the boy spoke to Ricky, his eyes never left Roman:

"I won't ask these secrets."

"Looking at our friendship, you can continue to listen."

Ricky curled his lips and glanced at Roman, as if asking for his opinion.

But Legend Wing remained silent, he just stared at Thales closely, as if he wanted to dig out something that didn't exist from the other's eyes.

The boy reorganized his thoughts:

"So the official statement will be like this: when the Legendary Wing left, the Saber Camp became a mess, and the orcs and the bone men even moved after hearing the news and made a comeback."

"Not only were the local nobles in the West Wilderness unable to protect the camp, they also suffered heavy losses and showed all their ugliness."

Thales' eyes were locked on Roman's body:

"And when the flames of war burn and all hope is lost."

"Baron Williams, yes, is still the most terrifying and reliable legendary wing, returning from the trek with his invincible army. Rats scurry in, fall from the sky, defeat foreign enemies, quell internal strife, defend the camp, and save the world."

The prince took a deep breath:

"That's what you want."

"You must make the Saber camp rely on your strength again, and firmly remember: You, Roman Williams, the Legendary Wing, are their true, only, and eternal master."

Thales stretched out his arms and stretched out towards the Saber camp in the distance.

The wind and sand brushed over his palm, and it was slightly cool for a while.

But the sun shines on the back of his hand again, bringing warmth.

Cold and heat are intertwined on both sides of his palm at the same time.

Like the temperature of this desert.

Just like the eyes of Legendary Wing at this moment.

"That's why you are not in a hurry to rescue - on the contrary, your people have already withdrawn in the name of searching for me."

Thales felt the blow of the wind and sand, and said with emotion:

"On the contrary, you wish that the chaos caused by the Shadow Shield, the orcs and the desolate bones would be more chaotic, that they would cause more trouble to the camp, that you would severely damage the troops of the Western Wilderness princes, severely damage their reputation, and burn them. The supplies prepared for long-term stationing made their panicked army no longer have a foothold in the lost and recovered Saber Camp."

Roman remained silent, his handsome face was also subjected to the blowing of the wind and sand, but it seemed not to be affected in the slightest.

Thales sighed softly:

"You want them to have their dreams shattered and their hopes destroyed; you want them to lose face and prestige; .”

"Then, you can justifiably take back the Saber Camp that belongs only to you in the ruins."

Neither Roman nor Ricky spoke.

This time the silence was extraordinarily long.

In the next second, Thales' eyes froze, and his pupils gradually focused:

"Of course, you didn't expect it."

He stared at Roman and Ricky coldly:

"I showed up."

"Yes, the cause of all this is that the hostage prince who caused you to throw away the Saber Fang camp, Thales Canxing, who was supposed to join the army in the desert, somehow entered the Saber Fang Dune."

"He, along with Shadow Shield and the Northlanders, got involved in Ricky's operation."

Roman clasped his arms tightly and exhaled slowly.

"I told you," Ricky stretched out two fingers, ticked the air, and said to Roman helplessly and awkwardly:

"'Accident'."

Roman didn't answer.

Thales snorted coldly:

"I understand that you don't like me: because of me, you lost the Saber Camp, and maybe your army and power along with it."

"And you want to take it back."

Thales stared straight at the Legendary Wing:

"I can help you, just promise me a few conditions."

At that moment, Roman slowly raised his head.

The handsome knight looks far into the horizon with deep eyes.

"What makes you think that you can make up a few beautiful little stories," his voice was as calm and clear as ever:

"Are you qualified to negotiate terms with me?"

Thales took a deep breath.

"Because if you don't agree."

Thales plucked up his courage and tried his best to make his voice sound confident and steady:

"The entire camp, the entire western front, including the subordinates who are in awe of you, will know that the beautiful and moving Legendary Wing is actually a hypocrite who colluded with the orcs and framed the camp. He is their real enemy."

Roman's eyes moved!

"And the lords of the Western Wilderness, such as the famous Duke Falkenhauser, will also know that you have worked so hard to drive them away in a desperate manner and monopolize the Blade Camp."

Thales gritted his teeth and said:

"And I promise you: at that point, the Saber Camp will never be yours."

Legend Wing bowed his head abruptly!

Thales was taken aback.

"When you threatened me, did you know that you had no chips in your hand?"

At this moment, Roman was murderous:

"Even if you know this, what can you do?"

Taylor's heart tightened.

He looked darkly at Legend Wing.

Roman snorted coldly, and turned sideways to reveal the royal guards in the distance—the latter were nervously waiting for the result here under the supervision of the cavalry.

"Instead, look at my chips - your prisoners are well fed."

Legendary Wings took a step forward, with a hint of oppression:

"Listen, Prince."

"You threaten me one more time," Roman's original handsome appearance seemed to become aggressive at this second:

"I'll kill one of them."

"Until they are all killed."

Thales clenched his fists secretly.

Ricky frowned and subconsciously took a step back as he watched the increasingly uncomfortable atmosphere.

"I can even knock you out right now and send you directly back to the capital."

Wings of Legend speaks sharply:

"For your life and theirs, you'd better not resort to folly."

Roman slowly lowered his body until the pair of amber eyes looked straight at Thales.

A warning flashed in his eyes:

"Because you are as weak as you, you have no bargaining chips or power except a useless title."

Thales swallowed subconsciously, only feeling that his chest was heavy and his mouth was bitter.

Damn.

this damn...

Roman looked at the trembling boy who was too angry to speak, snorted softly, and straightened up.

"Just follow the cavalry back to the capital, the Saber Camp is not going to entertain you anymore."

He turned around, ready to leave.

Ricky spread his hands beside him, showing a "you get it now" expression.

Thales took a deep breath.

this damn...

Empty has a good skin...

Asshole army ruffian.

He's just...enough.

Thales took a deep breath for the last time, and then suddenly opened his eyes!

"Ricky."

The prince's sudden words made the two of them pause.

This time, Thales' tone was calm and indifferent:

"If even one of my group of prisoners loses a single hair..."

Ricky looked back suspiciously.

"Or I'll be knocked out by this little boy and sent away..."

Roman narrowed his eyes uncomfortably.

"Then after you leave here, spread the fact that you were employed by the Legendary Wing, including the truth you just heard - to the Saber Camp, to the entire kingdom, especially to the ears of the nobles of the West Wilderness , tell them everything."

Ricky froze for a moment.

Legendary Wing frowned.

"You are so humorous, Your Highness," the mercenary immediately laughed out loud:

"Why should I..."

Thales suddenly raised his voice and interrupted him:

"Because I promise you in the name of Canxing, just like the Red King promised the first generation Crassus!"

With fire in his eyes, Thales stared at Crassus, the sword of disaster:

"As long as you complete this commission of mine, you will always have the friendship of Thales Canxing and a place in the Kingdom of Stars!"

Ricky paused slightly.

Roman's expression slowly changed.

But Thales still gritted his teeth and continued, resolutely:

"And I will tell you the hiding place of the Black Sword, tell you the details of the Black Sword, and tell you the ending power of the Black Sword..."

"I'll even tell you the whereabouts of the Dragon Breaker and how to use it—by the way, the name of that weapon is the Blade of the Pure World. It is indeed a legendary anti-demon weapon. It was used in Dragon Clouds City six years ago. The disaster is sealed in it!"

The information contained in this paragraph is too much and too heavy, so that the two of them didn't react for a while, and they froze in place.

Until Ricky was slightly startled:

"What? Net..."

Thales looked up abruptly!

"This promise is valid forever, and you can do it anytime."

Ricky froze.

But Thales' next sentence made the expressions of the two people in front of him change:

"Now, Lord Baron, if you want to touch my people, you'd better silence Ricky!"

Thales said fiercely:

"Unless you believe that in the face of interests in the future, this sword seller will stick to his conscience and loyalty, refuse my temptation, and keep a secret for you!"

At that moment, Ricky's expression was red and white, which was extremely wonderful.

He stared blankly at Thales.

And the expression of Legendary Wing also changed.

From indifference to shock and anger!

But Thales continued hastily:

"But you're not sure how much Ricky told his gang, so it's safest that you kill them all..."

At this moment, Thales' eyes were extremely cold:

"No one left alive."

Ricky's face instantly collapsed.

"Your Highness... this, this..."

His eyes darted back and forth in front of Thales and Roman, as if he couldn't understand why the situation changed so suddenly.

Thales snorted coldly at Ricky, keeping his eyes on the furious Legendary Wing:

"Why, do you really think that I called you over to listen in because we have a good friendship?"

Ricky's eyes changed!

He glanced at Roman, and said fiercely to Thales:

"Grass you."

Thales snorted lightly:

"You're welcome."

Ricky sighed and turned to Legendary Wings:

"Baron, you know me..."

"It's impossible for me to... this Canxing brat..."

Roman didn't even look at him, but nodded slowly:

"I know."

Ricky seemed to want to say something, but in the end he turned around embarrassingly.

They all stared at the prince darkly and dissatisfied.

But Thales could feel that the two were looking at each other less and less.

"you."

Roman took a step forward coldly, slowly raised his arm to Thales, and stretched towards the white gun body behind him:

"You don't know him."

"And you don't understand your situation."

Roman gently pulled out the shortened barrel.

Looking at the other party's actions, Thales' nerves began to tense.

He took a deep breath and shouted:

"Where is he?"

Roman's arm paused slightly.

"Before you do it, where is my bodyguard... the nameless person you mentioned?"

Thales suppressed the fear in his heart and turned to Ricky:

"Aren't you surprised?"

Ricky clearly recalled some unpleasant memory.

He turned his head vigilantly and looked at Siye.

And Thales raised his eyebrows seriously:

"Well, that's bad."

Roman frowned with a bad expression.

Thales sneered and said:

"Because once I am knocked out by you, he will immediately run to Duke Falkenhauser's bedside and tell him everything, especially Prince Thales' suggestion: No matter how badly the Legendary Wings drive them, no matter the loss What a tragedy, what an ugly face, the nobles and lords of Xihuang must not withdraw their troops, cannot leave, cannot let go!"

Thales gritted his teeth bitterly:

"They must be firmly rooted in the Saber Camp like a ground! They can't let anyone meddle in the power affairs there, even if the other party is the famous three handsome stars!"

Legend Wing's arm holding the gun body became tighter and tighter.

The prince pointed in the direction of the Saber Camp:

"Because that is what His Majesty the King promised them. It is the reward they deserve after saving His Highness the Prince. It is their most orthodox property. No matter what crisis or predicament they face, they cannot give up!"

"I will let them know that the Saber Camp belongs only to them!"

Thales gasped, staring at the person in front of him.

Legendary Wing was short of breath, and his eyes were about to burst.

He turned his head and stared at the blank sand around him.

But the only answer to him was the rustling wind.

Thales said slowly, word by word:

"Now, either do it, and then wait for my nameless person, or Ricky beside you to inform."

This made Ricky next to him feel unhappy again.

"Let them ruin all the efforts you have made in the past few months, and forever lose your army, your status, your power, your reputation, and the Saber Camp you have fought for for more than ten years,"

"Either put away your weapons and listen to my terms."

The voice fell.

The body of Roman's gun trembled slightly in the grip of anger.

Ricky looked at the prince in disbelief.

"You," Legend Wing's voice changed, it was no longer pleasant and clear, but scary sharp:

"Believe it or not, if I'm desperate—"

But Thales interrupted him severely:

"Believe it or not, you're going to kill me right now?"

Thales took a deep breath and looked at the extremely handsome but terrifying Legendary Wing:

"certainly."

He gritted his teeth severely and said:

"Because in this world, all the trash who only know that power is the most important thing..."

"They all think so."

Roman's eyes changed.

From disgust and disdain to anger and hatred.

And with an ominous light.

"Because they are already so poor, only the worship of power is left."

Thales frowned:

"And this kind of thinking is doomed: even if they have power, they can only be waste."

He suddenly remembered Black Sword.

Think of the figure of the other party rushing towards the sea of ​​flesh and blood without hesitation.

Think of what he said to himself about the truly strong.

For some reason, when that scene appeared in his mind, Thales felt much more at ease.

It was as if fear and tension had been leveled.

"waste?"

"You really dare to say it." Roman's words came out from between his teeth, full of hatred.

Thales took a deep breath and said quietly:

"You know, Roman, many of my enemies, just like you now, either only care about my status, or only pay attention to my subordinates."

"They feel that the other little princes have neither bargaining chip nor strength, but a weak man who can't lift a sword and is worthless."

"But you all made the same mistake."

Roman narrowed his eyes slightly, but the anger in them did not diminish.

The next moment, with a "swish", the short spear in his hand stretched instantly, revealing the ferocious and sharp tip of the spear!

Thales shrunk his body subconsciously.

Hold on tight, Thales.

hold on.

He just wants to knock me out...

And before that...

"The chips and power you mentioned," Thales clenched his fists, forcing himself to speak:

"Only in the hands of those who know how to use it is really important."

The fear in his heart dissipated slowly, and the trembling of his body disappeared beyond his senses.

"Because what matters is not chips and strength," the prince said softly:

"It's the people who use them."

At that moment, Ricky looked at him differently.

Thales raised his head, his eyes burning brightly.

Piercing the legendary wings that are extremely angry and mighty.

"Please allow me to re-introduce myself, Your Excellency the Baron."

Facing the imposing handsome man in front of him, the boy smiled:

"Thals Canxing."

"I don't need to be king."

"I can also make you look good."

Time seems to stop at this moment.

The anger in Legend Wing's eyes couldn't be added.

All the sounds disappeared, only Thales' heartbeat became extremely harsh.

one second.

two seconds.

In the third second, the tip of the gun in front of Thales flicked!

For a moment, the boy's hair stood on end, and the lifeless crime of Hell River surged up uncontrollably!

He almost thought that Legendary Wing with a terrifying expression was about to stab him with a spear.

but……

A few seconds later, the tip of the spear was still slowly, pausing...

drooped down.

Eventually, Legendwing lowered his arms.

He seemed to have spent a lifetime of strength to complete this action.

After a few seconds, all the voices fell back with the blood and returned to the boy's ears.

Thales then closed his eyes and let out a slow breath.

It felt like a doomed escape.

"you."

I saw that Roman suppressed his anger like a smile, and nodded slowly:

"I'm really not afraid of death."

Roman slowly retracted the gun body to his back.

Ricky breathed a sigh of relief.

"No, it's not that I'm not afraid of death."

Looking at the tip of the gun that had returned to its original position, Thales loosened his shoulders and smiled:

"only……"

"I believe that after 20 years alone in the desert, in the face of the threat of the desert and the rejection of the nobles, I can still fight my way out and create a famous legendary wing..."

"Much smarter than the trash."

Roman raised an eyebrow.

Thales stared at him closely:

"so……"

"Transaction complete?"

Roman ignored him, but stared at Thales for a long time.

Until the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

Thales looked at him suspiciously.

Surprisingly, Legendary Wing turned around and slapped Rich on the shoulder:

"You're not really going to inform, are you?"

Ricky on the side sighed, and shook off the opponent's hand helplessly:

"I love my head."

"Especially when it's still on my shoulder."

Roman sneered.

Thales stared at them blankly, not knowing why.

A few seconds later, Legendary Wings turned around:

"Son, you dare to threaten me with the ownership of the Saber Camp..."

"But you think, what's happening here now..."

"Is it really just my wish?"

Thales' expression froze slightly.

"There are less than 2,000 standing troops stationed in the Saber Camp, and less than 500 cavalry," Roman snorted coldly:

"But this time, from Xihuang to the Central Command, all the standing troops stationed in other places have been pulled in for support, and many of them are even rotation soldiers of the Broken Dragon Fortress. The number of cavalry alone exceeds 2,000."

"Just to match the local recruiting power of the West Wilderness."

"Do you know what that means?"

Legendary Wing sneered and said:

"Do you think they are really just here to pick you up?"

Thales' complexion darkened.

"I know."

The young man seemed to have been hit by something, and said resentfully:

"One time to mobilize and send out troops, to test the strength of Xihuang under the pretext of welcoming the prince..."

Thales raised his head and looked at the burning camp from afar, fascinated:

"And once you find a weakness, beat the opponent hard, weaken your strength, hit your reputation, extinguish your ambition, and strengthen your influence and control over the borderlands and deserts."

"While showing your own strength, bring the princes who are about to move back to their original form."

Thales first thought of the Arend family in the north, and then thought of the dragon's blood later, he couldn't help sighing slowly:

"Multiple birds with one stone, nothing wasted."

"It really fits..."

"His style."

The three were silent for a while.

"So you understand, understand how big this matter is, how extensive it involves, and even the secret department is involved."

Ricky pressed his waist, seemingly puzzled:

"Then why are you still so...reckless?"

The sun continued to rise, and the desert began to change from a drowsy cold color to a boundless golden yellow.

"You said it, Ricky," Thales was rather depressed:

"The final force is the warrior himself."

"And the sin of Hell River is not just waiting to imitate."

Ricky was taken aback for a moment, then smiled.

Legendary Wing chuckled, and it seemed that his anger and killing intent had faded away.

This makes his face look extraordinarily sunny:

"Thales, right?"

Roman stepped forward slowly.

He pressed Thales' shoulder with one hand, and looked straight into the boy's eyes.

"Conflicts and conflicts in the desert, of course, come and go, fighting and stopping."

The winding horizon of sand dunes and wasteland was reflected in his eyes, which made Thales a little distracted.

The baron looked at Thales deeply:

"But you better remember."

Legendary Wing's expression at that second was extremely complicated:

"The war in the Fuxing Palace..."

"Eternal."

Thales was startled for a moment, then fell silent.

Renaissance Palace.

Ricky raised the corner of his mouth and shook his head at Roman.

Legend Wing snorted softly and let go of Thales' shoulder.

"Tell me, what exactly do you want?"

"... so that you will stop mischievously sabotaging your father's plan?"

At that moment, the stone in Thales' heart really fell to the ground.

He took a deep breath, pushing excess thoughts out of his mind.

The boy looked into the distance, at the group of people who were looking at them anxiously and expectantly.

Roman and Ricky also turned their eyes.

"Those prisoners in the black cell, they are all ex-royal guards."

Barney Jr., Belletti, Tardin, Cannon, Bree.

besides……

Sack El.

At that moment, Thales' eyes flashed with hesitation.

"I know, a bunch of tough old people who can't die." Roman looked at the figure of the punishment knight from a distance, frowned and nodded.

Thales closed his eyes lightly.

"You want me, the jailer, to turn a blind eye and let them go?" Legendary Wing whispered behind him.

The next second, the prince decisively opened his eyes!

"No."

He frowned, his eyes were cold:

"I want you……"

Thales said coldly:

"Kill them."