Kingdom’s Bloodline

"Besides, you also saw that child..."

Doyle sighed in pain.

"God, how could we be so complicated when we were fourteen or fifteen years old, shouldn't we all be innocent, stupid, impulsive and lustful?"

He looked at Glover angrily, seeking approval:

"There's nothing that a trip to Red Square Street at night can't solve, right?"

To his surprise, Glover, who always responded negatively, spoke up this time.

"It's not us," the reticent vanguard officer snorted coldly, turned his head to one side:

"only you."

D.D's smile disappeared instantly.

At this moment, another voice suddenly sounded:

"Is everything okay?"

Doyle and Glover were shocked together!

Within a second, the two of them stood upright at the same time and turned towards the iron gate.

I saw the supreme commander of the royal guard, the captain of the guard, Lord Adrian was standing at the iron gate, accompanied by two entourages, looking at them with a smile.

As if struck by lightning, Doyle first tried to squeeze out a smile, and then tried to straighten his face when he felt something was wrong, stammering:

"Ai, Ed...team, team, captain...captain, sir?"

Glover was also taken aback for a moment, but he quickly realized:

"Sir."

Adrian nodded and walked in with a smile. People around him recognized him and saluted.

"Everyone is busy, what are you two doing?"

The smile on Doyle's face froze.

He quickly stood still and took a step forward:

"Ahem...we are evaluating, assessing the defense loopholes of the Mindis Hall, and making a plan for the future sentry..."

But Glover spoke bluntly, covering Doyle's voice:

"We pretend we're busy, sir."

"Then avoid the recruitment of the logistics wing."

As soon as this remark came out, Captain Adrian's smile froze for a second.

Doyle swayed, looking at his companion in disbelief.

At that moment, Doyle, who was trembling inexplicably at first, and then lost all thoughts, just wanted to slap Glover to death.

Then shoot yourself to death.

In the unspeakable silence and embarrassment, it was the experienced Adrian who reacted first:

"Oh, you are all... from Mallos?"

Doyle, who was in a sad mood, felt that the captain didn't mean to be held accountable, so he quickly made amends:

"Well, ah... Lord Mallos is inside, it seems to be..."

Glover's answer was as simple as ever:

"I'll report."

But Adrian stopped him:

"etc."

The supreme commander of the royal guard put his hands behind his back, walked slowly towards the opponent, squinting his eyes and sizing up his sturdy figure:

"Are you Karen Glover from the vanguard?"

Glover looked solemn:

"yes."

Adrian nodded, with nostalgia in his eyes: "Very good."

"I knew your grandfather."

"Forty years ago, it was he who was the watchman who personally promoted me to the guard."

Doyle's face changed.

The way he looked at Glover changed immediately.

Adrian sighed:

"He was a stern man, but one who deserved respect."

Glover's eyes moved:

"yes."

"I hope you are respected like him," Adrian said in a friendly tone:

"But...you don't have to be as strict as him."

"In the team, be a gentle and easy-going person, and you will find that you gain more."

Glover was slightly shocked, and the answer was a little cramped:

"Yes Yes."

Adrian nodded and looked at Doyle.

The latter immediately stiffened unnaturally like a poisoned mouse.

Adrian smiled:

"So, you're the... D.D?"

The corner of Doyle's mouth twitched, smiling awkwardly:

"Yes, sir, sir...but, that is, it is...everyone's yelling..."

His voice was very weak, getting weaker and weaker.

"Bridge told me about you." Adrian said leisurely.

"What?"

Doyle's eyes lit up, and he swept away his previous timidity:

"Yeah?"

He looked forward to it: "Then, what did the chief say about me..."

"He said that you first wanted to go to the vanguard wing," Adrian said lightly:

"After losing the election, I had no choice but to go to his guard wing."

Glover subconsciously glanced at Doyle.

At that moment, D.D's face turned red.

"Sir, I, I..."

But Adrian turned pale:

"There's no shame in admitting defeat."

He said slowly:

"If you can accept failure, you are worthy of success."

"It's like being a 'guard' before you can say 'pioneer'."

Adrian's sudden sternness made Doyle tense subconsciously:

"Yes, sir."

Adrian nodded and looked at the two of them again.

"You are very young, and you are both important arms of Mallos, and even more reliable swords of the kingdom," Adrian resumed the kindness just now:

"Come on."

"Yes, sir!" This was Doyle who was silent.

"Yes." This is Glover who is still stiff.

Adrian smiled slightly.

"Also, don't be caught by the master when you're being lazy," at this moment, Adrian suddenly turned his head and looked into the distance with enthusiasm:

"Especially...he is standing behind you."

Doyle and Gloria were shocked and turned around.

Thales, who was hiding behind a tree and was suddenly called Po Xingzang, was also taken aback.

He had to walk out of the tree in embarrassment under the strange eyes of D.D and the zombies, adjust himself, and smile gently and politely.

Adrian bowed respectfully to him:

"Your Excellency the Duke."

Thales nodded quickly in return:

"Lord Adrian."

"Excuse me..."

Adrian smiled and shook his head:

"Don't worry."

"I'm just here...to hand over the official duke canonization writ to you."

He turned around and handed a paper scroll to Glover (Doyle wanted to reach out to take it, but when the scroll was about to fall into his hand, he turned to Glover strangely).

"By the way, let's see how the boys are preparing," the captain of the guard, who is over half a century old, smiled and looked at Doyle and Glover. The former smiled awkwardly, while the latter stood more stiffly:

"After all, it is the first time in many years that people are transferred from the royal guard to form a special unit."

Thales looked at the writ in Glover's hand, and didn't have time to delve into the meaning of the other party's words:

"Thank you for your concern."

The commander of the guards still smiled: "I hope Tormund hasn't caused you any trouble."

Thales was taken aback:

"Trust...who?"

Tormund.

His first reaction was the portrait of King Fuxing in the Mindis Hall.

But Adrian just sighed:

"I heard Earl Caso talk about the conflict between you and him on the road. I want to apologize to you for his behavior."

It was only then that Thales realized that the person the other party was talking about was...

"But please believe me, Lord Mallos is not disrespectful, let alone stubborn," Adrian said seriously:

"He's just...too casual."

Thales blinked.

"casual?"

He took a deep breath, recalling the way Mallos told him 'no one will care about you' just now, and said doubtfully:

"My personal guard captain? Casual?"

Even Doyle and Glover, who didn't dare to take a breath, couldn't help but look curiously.

Adrian chuckled.

"Please don't get me wrong, Your Highness, when I say 'casual', I don't mean lazy or negligent. Lord Mallos' ability is beyond doubt."

Adrian looked at the Mindis Hall on the other side of the fountain and said with emotion:

"It's just that he hates complexity and trouble, and when faced with problems, he would rather choose a solution that is within reach."

"It's kind of... arrogance."

Hate complexity and hassle...

arrogant.

Hearing this comment, Thales realized something.

Adrian said helplessly:

"For example, the easiest way to protect the prince is not to let the prince go out."

"As everyone knows...sometimes this will cause more trouble."

Thales nodded and smiled in response.

I saw Adrian sighing:

"So, he often needs someone...to give him a push."

"Go push him to do better."

Doyle and Glover looked at each other.

"Yes," Thales nodded politely, "I will pay attention."

"By the way, Lord Mallos is..."

But Adrian raised his hand:

"Oh no, I won't see him."

The captain of the guard looked at Thales with a smile:

"Seeing you is enough."

"Six years ago, when you became a prince, I happened to have family affairs, so I was not present and missed your important moment."

Adrian's eyes suddenly became serious:

"But fortunately, I didn't miss the time when you became a duke."

Feeling the meaning in the other party's gaze, Thales was taken aback.

"Your Highness."

I saw Adrian staring at him, speaking earnestly:

"An excellent fighter can endure, and will endure thousands of trials."

"A qualified aristocrat can shoulder, and will also shoulder the heavy burden."

The captain of the guard said lightly:

"And so is the king."

In the next second, he added something meaningful

"The king is even worse."

Thales froze in place.

Adrian saluted again, then turned and left.

Seeing the back of the captain of the guard disappear, Doyle took a big breath, as if he had held his breath for a lifetime.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa...unbelievable, the captain of the guard spoke to me..."

D.D said excitedly:

"It's been seven and a half years since I joined the team. This is the second time I've had a face-to-face conversation with Commander Adrian! The last time was three years ago!"

Um, yes, three years ago.

It was in the guard room at that time,

It seems to be a sentence of "Captain, would you like some water" and "No, thank you"?

Doyle thought excitedly.

"snort."

Glover snorted disdainfully, with a disdainful look of "you have never seen the world".

three years.

Also in the Fuxing Palace, to what extent does this kid have to be so marginal that he has no chance to talk to the commander alone for three whole years?

As for myself...

snort.

With a touch of pride, Glover recalled the last conversation he had with the captain of the guard.

A few years ago...

Strange, why can't I remember?

Beside the two people with different moods, Thales was thoughtful.

"That's..." he said slowly.

The excited Doyle answered Thales' doubts:

"Oh, you don't know, do you? That's the worst man in the royal guard."

"Captain of the General Guard, Lord Adrian."

I saw that Doyle's face was bright:

"His qualifications are enough to crush everyone else in the guard, and he is a witness of glory and destruction."

Seniority?

Splendor and destruction?

Thales was slightly puzzled.

Glover nodded, looking in the direction Adrian left, with a serious expression:

"It is said that the captain has witnessed the Bloody Year, and he is the only one who survived in that legendary royal guard... the old man of the guard."

Witnessed the bloody year...

Thales' face changed slightly.

"You mean, my grandfather's . . . ex-royal guard?"

Doyle took a deep breath and nodded yearningly.

Thinking of the prisoners in the Prison of Bones, Thales couldn't help being shocked:

"Adrian...he survived the Bloody Year? How did he do it?"

Glover shrugged.

"Congratulations, Your Excellency Duke," D.D sighed and spread his hands:

"You just asked the third place in the 'Ten Unsolved Mysteries of the Royal Guard'."

Thales was stunned and speechless.

At this moment, there was a commotion outside the iron gate.

"No, no, this place is closed today... You are a nobleman and you can't..."

The attention of the three was attracted, and Doyle walked towards the iron gate, followed by Glover.

The curious Thales also wanted to go forward, but Glover held him behind him and firmly blocked him.

"What happened?" Through the iron gate, Doyle stopped a Canxing private soldier outside the gate.

The soldier turned his head, pointing angrily at a man stopped by several soldiers in the distance:

"Master Guard, this guy wants to break in... He said he is a nobleman, otherwise we would have..."

Doyle narrowed his eyes and saw the stopped man clearly.

His eyes widened immediately.

"Wait, wait, I know him..."

Doyle stared dumbfounded at the man waving to him outside the door:

"why you?"

The man outside the door broke free from the suppression of the soldiers and straightened his clothes. He was also surprised when he saw Doyle:

"Hey, I just want to ask, D.D, why is it you?"

Doyle's expression darkened:

"Nonsense, I'm the royal guard... No, no, I asked you first: Why are you?"

The man outside the door blinked, and he looked around, seemingly puzzled:

"That's... that's me!"

Behind Glover, Thales chuckled when he heard the inexplicable conversation between the two sides.

Glover looked strangely.

"It's nothing, it's just..." Thales shook his hand apologetically:

"I remembered a joke told by a northerner: 'Why are you?'"

Thales couldn't help laughing again.

Did not understand, Glover's expression became more and more strange.

Outside the door, between Doyle and the uninvited guest, the dancing and inexplicable conversation continued:

"You do it, what do you do?"

The guest touched his head:

"I... asked for leave in advance today. I came here specially to see the prince—ah no, it's the Duke now... I heard that he came back today..."

Doyle shook his head:

"No, you need to make an appointment first for noble visits..."

But D.D reacted:

"Wait, how do you know that the prince is back today, and how do you know that he is the Duke..."

"Oh, my letter crow is faster...well, get out of the way quickly, don't block me from seeing him..."

"No, how do you know he's here..."

"Have you forgotten, when you sent the prince here today, we were responsible for clearing the way..."

"No, no, wait a little longer... I mean what is your identity and what qualifications do you have to come over to visit the prince..."

"Are you kidding me? At my age, I am the only promising young man in our hall who holds the title of Imperial Lord..."

"Lord Yu Feng? You mean because you have a strong relationship, a deep background, and a good father, so you got the title of dandy?"

"Bah, get out! I was knighted, of course because of my merits to the kingdom!"

"Achievements... You mean, go to the streets to catch thieves?"

"Fuck you... It's obviously six years ago that I made a heroic expedition and defended the kingdom from the flames of war!"

"Hey, I'll see how long you're going to brag..."

"Let me tell you, D.D, you're Hong Guoguo's jealousy, you're jealous when you can't get ahead..."

"Hey, you, a person who has been single for more than 20 years, do you still have face..."

Behind the iron gate, Glover held his head in shame.

Obviously, the negotiation between Doyle and the man outside the door will not be over for a while, and Canxing's private soldiers who are tired of hearing about it have already returned to their posts.

But Thales heard something.

"Doyle?"

Regardless of Glover's expression, the Duke of Xinghu decisively passed the former and reminded loudly:

"Doyle!"

In front of the iron gate, Doyle, who had been arguing endlessly, somehow came back to his senses and remembered his responsibilities. He quickly turned around and said with an apologetic smile:

"Sorry, Your Highness, to bother you... Well, let me introduce, this is..."

Doyle turned sideways, pointed at the uninvited guest outside the door, and shouted out a series of nouns embarrassingly:

"... my grandmother's brother-in-law's grandnephew."

Glover sighed again, and pressed his face with a slap.

At that moment, Thales saw clearly the guests outside the door.

He froze.

"Well, the heir of a certain big duchy is working and vacationing in the royal capital..."

Doyle smiled dryly, and said the name of the person who came out:

"Korn Karabyan."

Thales stared blankly at the man outside the door.

"Hey, hey, hey, Your Highness! Do you still remember me? I'm that... that... the one who eats more fruits and liver..."

Outside the iron gate, the tall police officer Cohen looked at Thales who had grown up a lot in surprise, then pointed to himself, showing his big white teeth, and a smirk of "it's me".

Doyle looked at Cohen who was trying to wave his hands in horror, and coughed awkwardly.

"By the way, Your Highness."

Not noticing the strangeness of the master, Doyle lowered the volume and brought his head to Thales' ear:

"The nobles in the capital are spreading... this guy..."

Doyle pointed to Cohen, who couldn't stop smiling and waving his hands, nodded his head secretly, and whispered solemnly:

"Brain problem."