Kingdom’s Bloodline

Chapter 210 Makes me more...excited

Oops.

His Majesty Kessel and Lord Hansen...

Kingdom Secrets?

Thales clenched his fists subconsciously, and glanced at the shrinking backs of the royal guards.

Perhaps it was because of the shocking reputation of the king, or the appalling reputation of the secret department. As the knight's voice spread, the hundreds of cavalry under Roman's command, from the guards outside to those waiting inside, suddenly fell into an uproar.

The two members of the secret department on horseback are getting closer.

No, there were more than two of them. Behind them, more than a dozen riders rolled forward.

After reacting, Thales turned to Roman in the distance with a pale face:

"Hey, White—I mean, Williams!"

He yelled, his tone full of anxiety:

"Maybe I can use my status to delay..."

But Roman's reaction was faster than him!

"What are you panicking about!"

Legend Wing rides on his white horse, earrings swaying, and he looks heroic.

While urging his hooves forward, he roared and ordered the subordinates around him to suppress their anxiety:

"Do what you have to do!"

Roman approached slowly and glanced at Thales.

Thales was taken aback: at this moment, Legendary Wing exuded ominous emotions, his expression was clouded, as if thunder was imminent.

"the same as you."

He said coldly on the white horse.

The boy nodded subconsciously.

Roman raised his head and looked at the dozen or so knights who were getting closer

Ten seconds later, more than a dozen members of the secret department on horseback finally galloped up to Thales, and got off their horses skillfully:

The first person holding the scroll looked a little fat,

From a distance, he looked quite happy, wearing the thin clothes and headscarves that are common in Xihuang, he was out of breath;

The second person who followed had burning eyes, a tough face, and his movements on the horse were calm and unhurried. But for some reason, Thales always felt that his upper lip and left jaw were slightly red, as if he had been stained with some kind of lip gloss.

The knights behind them have different appearances, but they all wear different costumes: merchants, mercenaries, farmers, and herdsmen, each of which is different.

This is……

Secret department?

Thales was vigilant.

The fat man took the lead, stepping hard on the sand, trying to raise the scroll in his hand higher.

"This is Lord Hansen's commission warrant, with His Majesty's confirmation signature on it..."

His Western Wilderness accent was very strong, and the calm and tough man behind him carefully looked at the young man behind Legendary Wing.

Thales looked at the warrant that was said to be from the Black Prophet with a headache, thinking in his heart that he hoped that the former royal guards would run faster.

After all, neither they nor Kuaisheng are suitable to appear in the field of vision of the secret science.

As for here...

I hope that the little boy and him can drag on for a little longer.

Roman snorted, stepped off the saddle neatly and gracefully, and casually took the scroll from the fat man's hand.

"So, who the fuck are you guys?"

Compared with his handsome appearance, Roman's tone was cold and his words were vulgar.

There was no intention of greeting at all.

The tough man and the slightly fat man were taken aback, and the secret department behind them also had different expressions.

"Williams..."

The slightly chubby man seemed to be holding back his impatience. After saying the name, he remembered something, and then added the title:

"Baron, my lord."

Roman squinted at him.

"I am one of the people stationed in Xihuang by the secret department, you can call me Gomez."

The chubby Gomez adjusted his breathing, gritted his teeth and reached out his hand to the tough man behind him:

"When arranging this operation, we met several times, maybe you don't remember, but this is my superior..."

But Roman's next move stunned everyone, including Thales.

I saw Legendary Wings calmly pulling away the secret department's warrant, but he didn't even look at it, but put it indifferently...

Tear in two.

Gomez and his superiors, including a dozen people from the secret department, frowned fiercely.

Thales raised his eyebrows and lowered his head slightly, with a bad feeling.

"I know who you are."

Legend Wing's eyes were ice-cold, and he continued to tear the scroll into smaller pieces indifferently in front of everyone in the Secret Division, and said coldly:

"I mean……"

"Who the hell do you 'think' you are?"

The faces of the two leaders of the secret department froze.

The Wing of Legend tore it four or five times in a row, until the secret department's warrant turned into countless pieces of paper, which he threw away with a sneer.

"Run here... order me?"

The shards of the warrant floated and returned to the earth together with the gravel.

Fuck.

Thales stared at the pieces of paper all over the floor with complicated emotions.

Are you so arrogant?

The Wing of Legend looked at the mysterious person in front of him with disdain, with a dangerous look in his eyes.

Everyone in the secret department looked at the confetti all over the place, and looked at Roman with eyes full of hostility.

"There is His Majesty's signature on it..."

Looking at the other party's disrespectful behavior, Gomez became short of breath, clenched his fists, and his cheeks trembled with anger.

But at the moment when Gomez was about to attack, his boss pressed the former's shoulder from behind.

"I believe this is His Royal Highness Thales?"

Thales' eyes moved when his name was called.

The tough-looking man was half a head taller than Gomez, with a scimitar that was common in deserts hanging from his waist. He pulled Gomez back a step, stepped forward, and bowed.

Everyone behind him, including Gomez, also bowed in unison.

"His Royal Highness, this is the first time we meet. I am the highest person in charge of the Kingdom's Secret Division in Xihuang, Nobu."

Nobu's voice was a bit rough, and although he had some Westland accent, Thales could hear it clearly, and he could clearly identify from his diction and habits that the other party seemed to be from the Central Territory.

Thales took a deep breath.

Damn.

Secret science, secret science, secret science again.

And yes, the top person in charge of Xihuang...

"Um, hello?"

Thales raised his chest and raised his head, awkwardly pulled some of the cuts on his body, turned the bruises on his face to the backlight, and tried hard to maintain the majesty of a prince.

Nobu, who looked obviously calmer than Gomez, raised his head and spoke respectfully:

"Your Highness, welcome back to the country. It seems that my colleagues' rescue operation in the Northland was very successful."

His eyes are sharp:

"But for the sake of the kingdom, I still have a few small problems..."

little problem...

Oops.

What will he ask?

Behind the dunes, those escaped prisoners from the Bone Prison?

But just when Thales was having a headache about how to deal with the secret department people in front of him, so that they could ignore the backs that were slowly leaving in the distance, Roman held him down.

"Boy, go to the back."

Legend Wing interrupted Nobu politely.

"Let the grown-ups speak."

This caused the expressions of the two members of the secret department to change again.

In the past, Thales might have been displeased with Roman's tone, but this time, he was truly grateful for Roman's intervention that saved him.

Thales put on a sickly face that he had just gotten rid of after a catastrophe, and stepped back a few steps down the donkey field.

Let Roman face Nobu from the Secret Division.

Nobu's face was a bit ugly, but he still bowed politely:

"Lord Williams, thank you for your tireless efforts to bring back the prince and make another contribution to the kingdom."

Unfortunately, his politeness probably ran into an iron plate.

"Speak up if you have something to say," Wing of Legend snorted softly.

"Put your farts away."

Nobu's expression froze.

Gomez behind him frowned even more angrily.

But at this time, Gomez didn't know whether he saw the leaving back of the royal guard or the swords of disaster. Gomez's face changed drastically. He pointed to a group of people retreating on foot in the distance, and ordered to the people behind him:

"No, Nob, those people are leaving!"

"Go and stop them first..."

The members of the secret department were obviously well-trained, and before Gomez could finish speaking, they pulled on the reins and prepared to intercept the people who were going away.

Thales was startled.

Damn it!

Regardless of whether it is the Royal Guard or the Sword of Misfortune that is discovered...

You have to stop them first.

But just as he was about to stand up and use his identity to delay time, Legend Wing suddenly waved his hand!

"Puff, puff..."

In the next second, the sound of countless horseshoes hitting the sand was heard!

Nobu and Gomez's expressions changed, and they subconsciously turned around!

I saw the hundreds of cavalry under Roman's men galloping swiftly like a wave!

The fierce-looking cavalry formed a loose but not negligible ring formation in ten seconds, galloping back and forth, surrounded the members of the secret department with a distance of tens of feet, their swords were unsheathed, and their bows and crossbows were drawn.

Murder is full.

"Puff, puff..."

The horseshoes were rolling, the smoke and dust were spreading, and everyone in the secret department was in shock, subconsciously grasping their weapons.

"baron?"

Nob looked at Roman in disbelief.

The latter snorted coldly.

"Here, the only person who has the authority to command," Legend Wing put down his hand, and looked at the people in front of him coldly:

"just me."

"do you understand?"

Gomez was taken aback, then gritted his teeth:

"No, you are..."

But Nobu hit back and held Gomez again, and he leaned over and bowed his head:

"My lord, we have no intention to offend, let alone interfere with your commanding authority,"

"It's just about the joint action tonight," Nobu seemed to realize something, and his tone was very humble:

"Kingdom Secret Division, I have a few questions to ask."

Roman glanced at him lightly, then turned to the smoking camp in the distance:

"question?"

"So, you want to interrogate me?" He whispered.

Nobu forced a smile:

"No, just a discussion."

As if he was afraid that the other party would not believe it, Nobu immediately turned around and told his subordinates:

"Everyone, get off your horse and back away."

In the hesitant and tense eyes of the subordinates of the secret department, Nobu smiled and said:

"We just need a little space and time to have a private chat with the baron."

Except for Gomez, everyone in the secret department looked at each other, and finally dismounted together, took the rein, and retreated to a safe distance.

The cavalry of Legendary Wings immediately changed their formation, separated dozens of cavalry, and came close to them, almost like watching them, waiting for them to lead their horses to a distance.

Nobu looked back at Roman with serious eyes.

As if waiting for something.

Legend Wing snorted, then raised his right arm and made a gesture.

"Puff, puff..."

The sound of horseshoes changed drastically again.

The cavalry surrounding the crowd then put their swords into their sheaths, lowered their bows and crossbows under the command of the commander, and slowly retreated.

The open space returned to calm, and the tense atmosphere relaxed.

"Grass, those people..."

The powerless Gomez looked unwillingly at the mercenaries and royal guards who were going further and further away, and slapped his thigh hard.

Thales also unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that the conflict subsided, Nobu nodded calmly.

"Lord Baron, according to the original plan, we will 'consolidate' the loyalty and obedience of the nobles of the Western Wilderness during the unfortunate death in the Saber Camp."

"By the way, we use the illusion of "the camp is empty and there is an opportunity to take advantage of it" to lure and incite all the nightclubs who are entrenched here, and clean up the western front line."

Nobu looked at Roman calmly, his eyes burning.

"Of course, you are the key person and commander of the operation, and the secret department will assist you from the side."

Thales, who was listening to their conversation, pulled the package subconsciously.

really.

But Roman just squinted his eyes, and replied in a nasal voice indifferently:

"uh-huh."

He has a calm expression and a dignified posture.

Obviously, the arrogance of the Legendary Wing made the fat Gomez very dissatisfied, but Nobu continued unaffected:

"But we ambushed in the middle of the night. Except for a few unimportant pawns, we only caught a certain Northland noble who insisted that he had met His Majesty Kessel at the door of the Bone Prison and could obtain diplomatic immunity."

His tone was unwilling.

Thales frowned:

That's Russell.

Represents... King Charmain.

"There is also a certain well-connected tavern owner and mercenary intermediary. Of course, Lord Baron, we believe that after knocking on that Tampa, the mercenaries with a long history and entanglement in the camp will be much more peaceful, and your rule will be more peaceful." more stable and smooth.”

While speaking, Nobu observed the expression of Legendary Wing. His words were carefully chosen, as if he was afraid of disturbing anything.

Tavernkeeper.

Thales was worried again:

Tampa has a lot to do with Fast Rope, in case something happens to him...

But Roman still only responded with a faint nasal voice:

"uh-huh."

It is very much like those portraits on canvas that are full of poses, but still.

Nobu frowned slightly, but he quickly returned to normal.

This time, he said seriously and cautiously:

"But we didn't catch the 'drill'."

Brazing child.

Thales clenched his fist.

"He is an important target of our recent tracking. He may hold a considerable part of the Shadow Shield, including their deployment in Star Border and Exeter."

"And other high-level secrets about Shadow Shield."

Nobu's expression was very serious, and there was unwillingness in his eyes.

"And we didn't wait for the group of mysterious mercenaries who were hired by you, my lord, to defect from the Tower of End."

As Nobu said, he looked suspiciously at the mercenaries carrying swords at the far end of his line of sight, who were about to leave his sight.

"According to the plan, because of the large number of people and the amazing combat power of the sword of disaster, it must be taken immediately when the net is collected."

"And their value is no less than that of Phantom."

Nob stared at Roman closely, as if asking him to respond.

But Legend Wing just continued to stare at the smoking camp and didn't reply.

Gomez couldn't bear it anymore, he took the words of his boss:

"Listen, neither of our two major goals has appeared! And you haven't even implemented the plan that you agreed, so it can only be—"

But he didn't finish.

"I guess!"

Once again, Nob interrupted Gomez while warning his subordinates with a stern look:

"Master Baron, you must have encountered an unexpected emergency and didn't have time to notify us, so you had to change the deployment of the operation?"

The legendary wing still did not move.

But Nobu's eyes were piercing, and he glanced at Thales:

"You opened the secret exit that is only used in emergencies for some reason—such as to save the prince?"

"So that the target accidentally escaped our snare?"

He seemed to be asking something.

snare.

Thales remembered: Whether it was Ricky or Semir, after the Swords of Disaster went down to the dungeon, whether they faced the Phantom Shield or them, their attitude from beginning to end was "don't go back to the ground".

What did he understand.

This time, Legend Wing finally reacted.

"So you finished collecting the nets, left the camp, and came here after you."

He turned his head and glanced at the solemn Nob and the angry Gomez.

"Not too stupid."

Nobu exhaled from his nose, seeming to suppress a wave of emotions:

"Okay, forget about the sword of disaster..."

"But the blade of the Shadow Shield, I guess he's in your hands?"

Roman suddenly sneered, like sunlight breaking through an iceberg.

"don’t worry."

"I took care of him."

Nobu narrowed his eyes:

"'deal with'?"

Legend Wing turned around and tapped the huge skull on his left shoulder, the delicate earrings on his left ear shook slightly with his movements:

"That brat of yours, I happened to find out that he was the main murderer in plotting to assassinate Prince Hayman and the Toxic Saber Camp in the Year of Blood."

"So I gave him... the punishment he deserved."

Thales and Nobu moved at the same time.

"punish?"

Nob frowned and exchanged glances with Gomez.

The Legendary Wing turned sideways, and gestured to an open space in the distance:

"If you want his—at least most of—the body, please."

Nobu and Gomez looked in the same direction, and saw a headless male corpse half buried in the yellow sand in the open space.

"As for the other part-sorry, I want to save it."

Even though Thales has seen many dead people, the body of the brazier that was "processed" by Roman is really imaginative:

The area above the shoulders was a mess, covered with red and white liquid of unknown origin and cut off soft tissue (such as eyeballs), which looked unhuman and made him want to vomit.

The moment they saw the target's body, the faces of Nobu and Gomez turned pale instantly, and Nobu even froze!

No.

"That's, that's really..." This is Gomez in disbelief.

"He's dead?" Nobu gritted his teeth, feeling no less emotional than Gomez.

Legend Wing snorted coldly and turned around:

"Tell your father when you go back, tell Kessel: revenge, no thanks."

Thales rubbed his nose and looked away.

The two people in the secret department were short of breath, automatically ignoring what the other party called the king's name, and just stared blankly at Qianzi's body.

For several seconds.

With that unwillingness to die, even Thales couldn't help but feel sorry for them.

The wind and sand hit, and the morning light was everywhere.

But the two members of the secret department looked back with livid faces, as if their mother had died.

"I see……"

Thales could see that Nobu was holding back the unhappiness and anger in his heart:

"Then, my lord, as for those sword sellers who were hired by you to do dirty work, have they been 'disposed' too?"

Legend Wing glanced at Thales sarcastically.

"They have the prince in their hands, so, yes, I have to let them go."

Thales had no choice but to cooperate with Roman, showing a quick-rope smirk at the suspicious Nobu.

"prince……"

"Let them go?"

Nobu clenched his fists tightly, feeling unwilling.

But Gomez behind him couldn't help shouting:

"Impossible, you obviously have an overwhelming force..."

But Nob pinned Gomez again very quickly.

Gomez shut his mouth in resentment, but he didn't hide the disgust in his eyes.

"Master Baron!"

Nobu bit out words with difficulty from between his teeth:

"I know that His Majesty trusts you, and I also know that he has given you great autonomy in this operation..."

"But for this... imperfect capture."

Nobu stared at Qianzi's body fiercely, as if in great pain:

"I think, whether it is the Kingdom Secret Division or Lord Hansen, maybe you need an explanation."

At that moment, Thales seemed to feel that the surrounding temperature had dropped a little.

"explain?"

I saw Legend Wing raised his head with a dangerous expression.

"for example?"

Nobu held down Gomez, who was so angry that his seven orifices were smoking, and gasped:

"My lord, whether it is the Shadow Shield or the Disaster Sword, they are all of high value and have a great relationship. Some of them even involve plans and actions that our secret department has implemented for months, years, or even longer."

"And you shouldn't 'handle' them arbitrarily, but control them and let us handle them!"

"This is an act of loyalty to the kingdom and His Majesty!"

Nobu's voice fell.

Legendary Wing remained motionless.

Gomez clenched his fist hard.

"Of course, the brazener is dead now, it's irreversible," Nobu saw that the other party was unmoved, and there was a hint of anxiety in his tone, he pointed into the distance:

"But I can see that the sword of disaster is still in sight."

Thales exhaled:

If Ricky and his people fall into the hands of the Secret Division, then Semir, including the royal guards who have dealt with them...

Nobu gritted his teeth and softened his tone:

"And as far as I know, the Stardust Guard under your command is the top elite of light cavalry. They are invincible in interspersed pursuits, and they are unrivaled in the desert..."

Nobu said anxiously and earnestly:

"Your Excellency the Baron, as long as we stop them, we still have a chance...to make up for it."

Legendary Wing raised his head and looked towards the direction where the Disaster Swords disappeared in the distance.

He was silent for a few seconds.

In just a few seconds, Thales was extremely nervous.

Finally, Roman turned his head, raised his footsteps, and walked forward slowly.

"Tell me, boy."

He looked at Nobu with sharper eyes:

"Are you teaching me?"

Nob was taken aback.

"Teach me how to do my job?" Roman said arrogantly.

Taught me.

Nobu understood something, his face turned pale.

The next second, he took a deep breath:

"Of course not, I just..."

Roman snorted and interrupted him:

"That's good."

He said word for word:

"And I'm telling you now: let—them—go."

Nobu froze, his clenched fist began to tremble.

As if holding on to something.

Gomez also bit his lower lip hard.

The Wing of Legend turned his gaze and looked at the Saber Camp that had been in chaos for a long time:

"Just keep doing it."

He turned around, leaving behind the two members of the secret department who were trembling with anger.

But at the next moment, when Thales thought everything was going to end like this...

"Roman Williams!"

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

Hearing the full name, Roman froze slightly.

With a tall and straight figure, he slowly turned his head.

But surprisingly, this time, it wasn't an indignant, chubby Gomez who spoke.

It's his boss.

The calm, courteous Norbu.

"Are you sure, just let them go?"

I saw Nobu staring with a gloomy face.

Gomez behind him startled.

Legendary Wing frowned, as if seeing something strange:

"Are you deaf, or stupid?"

Nobu closed his eyes and took three deep breaths.

"No, I just..."

Gomez behind him seemed to realize something, and pressed his shoulder:

"Nobu, you..."

In the next second, Nobu opened his eyes suddenly!

"I'm just fed up!"

Thales discovered that Nobu, the previously calm person in charge of Mikoshihuang, had disappeared.

Instead, there was an angry man trembling and gnashing his teeth:

"Legendary Wings, the three heroes of Xingchen?"

"Are you really worthy?"

"Just because you like to kill people, gore, and carve human skulls as ornaments?"

Thales frowned.

The Wing of Legend seemed to be shocked by this sentence, he was silent for a second, and then slowly opened his mouth:

"oh."

Legend Wings seems to be chewing on this sentence:

"What's the meaning?"

Nobu took a step forward, staring fixedly at the refined-looking Roman, categorically:

"I mean."

"Since the year of blood, I have been in Xihuang for more than ten years."

"Roman Williams, you sissy bastard..."

"In addition to relying on His Majesty's tolerance and negligence, he went his own way, was arrogant and self-defeating in the Blade Yat camp, severing land for himself, ignoring orders, flying domineering, and domineering..."

Nobu's eyes seemed to be bursting with anger:

"Have you ever done anything good?"

As soon as this remark came out, the other people present were startled.

Do one's own way, domineering and self-determined...

Ceding land for self-reliance, ignoring orders...

Domineering and domineering...

Fuck.

This series of descriptions—or accusations—opened Thales' eyes.

Suppressing the shock in his heart, he frowned and looked at the motionless Legendary Wing, recalling his impression of him.

Well, it seems...

Nothing too wrong?

Gomez, who was behind Nobu, seemed frightened by his boss. He hugged Nobu's chest from behind, trying to drag him back: