Kingdom’s Bloodline

The guests in the hall kept a rare silence, as if after the duel order was issued, everyone forgot how to breathe.

Until Doyle suddenly reached out and picked up Thales' wine glass!

In the surprised eyes of everyone, he presumptuously and willfully drank most of the glass of wine.

D.D threw away the wine glass casually, and took a deep breath amidst the sound of the glass shattering.

Gradually regaining consciousness, he looked at the dress on Anke's body.

In the next second, Doyle was expressionless, but methodically removed the leather armor and protective gear belonging to the royal guard.

"Old Pi, my sword."

Piloga hesitated for a moment, and then took the collected weapon under Mallos' eyes.

"It won't be a pure duel—both sides want to lose rather than win, to die rather than live."

Mallos walked to D.D's side, watched him make final preparations, and said softly:

"are you ready?"

Thales, who was sitting on the seat, clenched his fists.

Both sides are begging to die...

Why.

Why!

Doyle took off his armguard and glanced at his boss indifferently.

"My lord, sir, or, young Tormund."

Perhaps because he was drunk, or because he had no scruples, he called the other party casually:

"You know what, you're such a jerk."

Little Tormund-Mallos frowned.

"That look of gods and gods, even His Highness is not a bird, it is very unworthy of beating." D.D laughed to himself while talking.

But no one else in the guard laughed.

The watchman sighed:

"In the lineage of 'Rose', backhand stabbing is a must-learn method,

Known for its simplicity, sharpness, and unstoppable tricks, it is difficult for practitioners to get rid of it. "

"If you time it right... it will be less painful."

Doyle's smile faltered.

He straightened up and looked at Glover, who had the most partners with him on the other side, with a lonely expression.

"Zombie, I'm sorry to keep bugging you with trash talk, but my father told me... to have a good relationship with the Glover family..."

Glover nodded, still expressionless:

"I know."

D.D took a deep breath.

"Also, you never go to Hongfang Street..."

"That's why I've always wanted to ask." Doyle looked at everyone's eyes indifferently, showing a pale smile:

"are you gay?"

There was a sudden silence in the guard.

Glover frowned, but still replied:

"no."

Doyle snorted softly, shrugged and said:

"Well, I want to say, it doesn't matter even if you are, I am very tolerant..."

"It's from the Doyle family," Anke interrupted D.D in the middle of the hall. He was contented, ignoring the guards who were eager to try:

"What are you still dawdling about?"

D.D laughed and turned around: "What?"

"Can't you wait to die?"

"Same as you," Anke looked at his duel opponent, and also smiled:

"Each each other."

They looked at both sides, but the smiles quickly disappeared from their faces.

Calm and indifferent.

Without warning, Doyle grabbed the sword in Piloga's hand.

"Your Highness."

"I know I've been exaggerating and using too much force to please you these days, but," D.D hugged the scabbard tightly, like a life-saving straw when drowning, he didn't look back, and uttered the same words as before. Heartless laughter:

"You are a good man."

Thales moved.

Doyle looked towards the dome and bent the corner of his mouth:

"Compared to Fuxing Palace, it's easier here."

His smile disappeared.

"If my father... please think about today."

Thales opened his mouth subconsciously, but he just couldn't say the word "good".

He could only stare at Doyle in a daze.

"Your Highness has a kind heart," Mallos took the conversation lightly, trying to resolve the embarrassment at this moment:

"You know, he won't forget."

Doyle forced a smile and nodded knowingly.

The house is kind-hearted.

Kind hearted...

At this moment, Thales only felt that such a description was extremely ironic.

In the hall, Baron Doyle hugged his wife and sobbed softly as if no one else was there.

D.D showed a helpless expression.

He no longer looked at Thales, but turned around on his own, raised his weapon, and walked down the steps.

to his opponent.

his end.

"Doyle..." Thales couldn't help but speak, but Mallos grabbed his arm and blocked the prince's words.

"He knows what he will sacrifice," Mallos said lightly:

"I know better what he wants to save."

The watchman turned to Thales:

"But the question is, you know what?"

do i know

Thales remained silent.

will sacrifice...

Thales looked at Doyle's back as he slowly walked down the steps. He didn't have the usual ease and leisure, only an incompatible heavy trance.

to save...

Thales slowly looked at the ashen-faced Baron Doyle, who had collapsed on the ground, and the trembling Baroness, who was crying.

I will sacrifice.

I want to save.

Thales looked at Anke, who was holding a short sword and had a calm face, and was lost in thought for a moment.

His heart moved.

So, is this how it feels?

Thales said to himself.

He is the second prince.

It's the Duke of Xinghu.

He should sit on a high place, look at the chessboard, and watch the chess pieces below fight back and forth to save the entire chess game.

Strategize, the point will move pawns.

He should be like this, accepting the due sacrifice, watching D.D and the enemy circle in a duel, trying to die by the opponent's sword, no matter how absurd it is.

After that, according to the gains and losses of interests, meritorious deeds will be rewarded, and crimes of adultery will be punished.

[Because if you want to enter this circle, Thales, and even climb to the top. 】

The words of Kuai Rope suddenly sounded in Thales' ears:

[The first thing to do is to bow your head and surrender, open your body and mind, let their world and concepts rule all of you, and turn you into an appearance that you can't recognize yourself. Only in this way can you start playing this game Only by playing games can you play well. 】

Thales watched Doyle's back in silence.

"Remember."

Deputy Captain Vogel caught up with two steps, and reminded softly behind Doyle:

"If you survive and he dies."

"Then whether it is His Highness or your parents, the future fate will be very bad."

D.D's back shook.

Just as Thales also took a breath.

But unlike Thales, Doyle quickly calmed down and moved forward step by step.

It was as if he had accepted his fate.

like a...

piece.

At that moment, Thales suddenly understood.

[Think about it carefully, what did you look like after you became a prince? 】

[Can you still choose your own path? Follow your heart? 】

Thales lowered his head slightly.

Everyone was waiting for Doyle's footsteps to meet Anke's position.

[After becoming a prince, are you still yourself, or Thales? 】

[Or has...become something else? 】

"You're right, Mallos," Thales said suddenly:

"D.D he... he knew what he was sacrificing."

"And Anke, he also knows what he wants to save."

[What have you gained and what have you lost? 】

Mallos tilted his head in doubt:

"Your Highness?"

Thales raised his head, his eyes sharpened.

"But you're wrong too."

He sat on the seat and looked at every face in the hall: worry, anxiety, fear, panic, pride, expectation, sadness, flatness, gloating...

"He's not a pawn."

Thales said calmly:

"Neither of them."

He clenched his fists:

"No one is."

Maybe someone else can.

Without any burden or scruples, move the chess piece with peace of mind, or be willing to be a chess piece.

Maybe the Duke of Xinghu can, maybe the second prince can...

Maybe D.D can, maybe Anker can...

Maybe Mallos, maybe Vogel...

But he can't.

Because he is Thales Canxing.

He is Thales.

Just Thales.

"They're not pawns, but just D.D, just Anke, just... people."

Thales said profoundly:

"The purest and most complex...human being."

The watchman asked puzzledly:

"Your Highness, what do you mean?"

Thales took a deep breath, smiled and winked at the watchman:

"It means, fuck the 'shezu'."

Mallos finally felt that something was wrong: at this moment, the prince's eyes were less cramped and apprehensive than before, and lacked the usual depth and bitterness.

Instead, it was firm and bright like never before.

"Wait," Mallos' complexion changed:

"You want to do—"

But when he realized what the second prince was going to do, it was too late.

In the next second, when Doyle was about to come to Anke, the two who hated each other finally faced each other fairly, and before the first debt of the two families was about to be settled with blood, Thales calmed down, Get up proudly!

He ordered loudly:

"Wait a moment!"

The voice of Duke Xinghu spread throughout the hall.

All of a sudden, everyone looked sideways, and even Doyle stopped.

Everyone looked at the prince strangely.

"Your Highness?" Anke frowned, and asked subconsciously, worried that things might change.

Thales hooked the corners of his lips and glanced at Mallos.

The latter felt uneasy for no reason, and even ignored Vogel's questioning look at him.

"Just now, my personal guard captain told me!"

Thales raised his voice and raised his arms:

"This duel, whether it's you, Anke, or you, Doyle."

He looked at the two of them with burning eyes, and said:

"He said you'd all try to die!"

Thales shouted:

"Desire to defeat!"

As soon as this remark came out, discussions erupted in the hall.

Only those who had expected it, such as Earl Godwin, Duke Iris, Cyclops, Duke Vaal, etc., they did not respond in silence, each of them had their own ideas.

Among the royal guards, Mallos and Vogel looked at each other, but they could only get surprise from each other.

what happened?

Why, why did you make this matter so grandiose...

In the center of the storm, Anke and Doyle glanced at each other, equally at a loss.

"Use actual sacrifices in exchange for greater benefits or smaller losses."

Thales smiled. He glanced at the two of them separately, with a bright and confident voice:

"Fight a losing battle, will you?"

"can you!"

The prince's questioning aroused a growing discussion in the banquet hall.

Anke and D.D were stunned for a few seconds, and spoke almost at the same time:

"Your Highness—"

And the prince's smile cooled.

"But I don't like that!"

Thales roared angrily, interrupting the two who were caught off guard.

"The Yankees may be barbaric," Thales raised an unknown wine glass, stretched it forward into the air, his eyes were like knives:

"But they never compromise."

Well, mostly uncompromising.

Thales let go of his hand lightly, let the wine glass fall, and shattered on the ground.

He looked at the people in the hall who were bewildered or ignorant, dignified or happy, and chuckled softly:

"So I wanted to raise the stakes a bit to encourage it."

As soon as this remark came out, the people in the hall were puzzled again.

Only Thales still smiled:

"For both of you, add motivation."

His eyes flickered, and the dueling two people were locked within the field of vision:

"Make sure it's a hard-fought, blood-thirsty, exciting, competitive fight..."

"An unforgettable experience..."

Thales's smile froze, and his voice sank:

"A duel of life and death."

What?

In the next second, when everyone was surprised and couldn't react, Thales shouted angrily:

"Anke Bailar!"

Anke responded nervously.

"In the name of the Duke of Xinghu, the second prince, Thales Canxing, I swear to the goddess of the setting sun!"

Thales' expression was unprecedentedly solemn and indifferent:

"If you win the duel, kill your opponent."

"My father, His Majesty King Kessel," Thales said coldly:

"He and I, we will fully support you, reopen the court for your family, and seek justice!"

Anke was shocked!

Not only him, Mallos, Doyle, Vogel... After everyone reacted, they were all shocked, unbelievable.

Anke said in surprise:

"You...represent Your Majesty?"

Thales sneered:

"Exactly, the Canxing royal family will open their eyes and speak out for the Bailar family!"

"Until you are satisfied."

The guests in the hall suddenly burst into an uproar, one after another.

Anke was surprised, he stared at Thales' expression, his breathing was disordered, and he couldn't control himself.

Full support……

Speak up for the eyes of the Bailar family...

Doyle, on the other hand, looked at the princes he had served left and right in disbelief with a betrayed expression on his face.

Vogel was beside Mallos, gritted his teeth in shock and anger, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty...why does he represent His Majesty?"

"Still supporting Bailar... No, this is too reckless..."

Mallos frowned.

But Thales soon spoke again, his voice as serious as before:

"However, Anke, if you lose the duel, you will be defeated."

He said coldly:

"Then I also promise on behalf of my father and the royal family of Canxing."

"The controversy of the Bailar family..."

A cold light flashed in Thales' eyes:

"That's the end of it."

The meaning of this sentence was unclear, and the guests were puzzled for a while, until Anke, whose expression was changing, tentatively spoke:

"Your Highness, I don't know..."

But Thales immediately raised the volume, interrupting everyone's thoughts.

"As a price for witnessing your glorious duel, as a punishment for your disrespect and arrogance..."

The voice of the Duke of Xinghu echoed between the pillars of the Mindis Hall, and one couldn't help standing still:

"If you lose."

"The case of the Bailar family will never be overturned, will never be retried, and there will be no objection."

Thales stared coldly at Anke, who was gradually becoming suspicious, and said in a cold voice:

"No matter how many grievances you have, how much legal evidence, how much reason."

"The kingdom doesn't even ask."

"Let's turn it over."

Amidst the discussions among the guests, Anke froze in place.

It took him several seconds to understand the prince's "bet".

If you win the duel, give your full support...

If you lose the duel, you will never reverse the case...

Anke raised his head in a trance:

"However, my family's land will never be reversed, I don't understand..."

Thales spoke coldly, interrupting his question:

"Anke, you said, you want to resort to a duel and reproduce my legendary journey in the Northland?"

Anke frowned.

"Since you have chosen to solve the problem with the ancient imperial style, enjoy its once-and-for-all convenience," Thales snorted coldly:

"We have to bear the price of its barbarism and backwardness."

Anke was stunned.

Thales raised his head and looked around at the people looking at him in the hall. Wherever he looked, the guests bowed their heads.

He said in a deep voice:

"This is the truth of the duel, the real ancient style of the empire and the way of the Northland."

Looking at the two duelists who were stunned at the same time, Thales curled the corner of his mouth and showed a gentle smile:

"With such a bet, you will have the motivation to win with all your heart, right?"

The discussion in the hall sounded like a buzzer, and everyone was thinking about the intention of Thales' move.

"Okay, I seem to understand a little bit."

Vogel thought hard, and tentatively said:

"That guy was blocked by His Royal Highness's overbearing royal power. Now he must kill Doyle and give us the moral high ground to reverse the case for the family."

The deputy captain looked at Mallos suspiciously:

"But Your Highness is not afraid... The Doyle family boy wants to kill the other party in order to win the royal family to fulfill his promise, and settle the case?"

Mallos looked at Duke Xinghu's side face and lowered his head.

"No," the watchman whispered back to Vogel:

"You don't understand."

The deputy captain was stunned.

In the hall, after figuring out what, Anke and Doyle looked at each other.

"What's the matter, Bailar?"

Color reappeared in Doyle's eyes, transforming into flames eager to try:

"Are you afraid of losing?"

Anke didn't answer right away.

He experienced a long silence before he sneered.

"Well, if that's what you want to see, Your Highness."

He raised his head and looked directly at Thales, his tone was as decisive as before, but there was a killing intent out of thin air:

"Come on, let the duel begin."

"Just, please keep your promise, if I win..."

Thales chuckled lightly:

"I guarantee that the royal family will stand by your side with all their strength!"

Vogel frowned when he heard this.

you guarantee...

Is that right?

"What does he want?" Vogel looked at the second prince unhappily.

Only Mallos said lightly:

"Help."

Help?

Vogel was puzzled.

"While we are getting ready for the 'shezu'," Mallos turned his head, his eyes burning:

"He wanted to save lives."

"More than one."

Vogel's doubts only deepened.

But fortunately, he will soon have no doubts.

"Mallos, since the duel is about to start," Thales ordered loudly to his captain of the bodyguard, which could be heard throughout the hall:

"Go and get the 'Warner'."

Alerter.

Hearing this name, the hearts of many people in the banquet hall moved.

Mallos frowned and said:

"Warner? But Your Highness, isn't that..."

"Yes."

Thales interrupted him happily, and the prince turned to the guests with lightning-like eyes:

"Gifted by the Duke of Xihuang, the Falkenhauser family heirloom, representing their infinite trust and loyalty to me, the ancient famous sword of the empire, should it be worthy of this duel?"

As soon as this remark came out, people were taken aback.

"Your Highness?"

Anke from Xihuang asked: "You want to lend your sword to one of us?"

He and D.D glanced at each other, exchanging countless vigilance and loathing.

Thales laughed, but he shook his head.

"You are from the Western Wilderness, Anke," he looked at Bailar in a leisurely manner:

"Then you should know that the tribal leaders in the great desert always regard their guards as siblings and wings."

Anke nodded suspiciously, but after Thales' next sentence, his expression gradually changed.

"Challenging them to a duel is like challenging the leader himself."

Thales spoke indifferently, and while causing commotion among the crowd, he remembered a certain orc warchief he had encountered and the opponent's "buy one plus two get one free" duel rule that impressed him deeply.

"Unfortunately," Thales said calmly and spoke steadily, covering up all the controversy:

"Danny Doyle happens to be me, the personal guard of the Duke of Xinghu."

"You challenge him."

"Just to challenge me."

D.D froze in place.

Anke's eyes widened.

As soon as this remark came out, many people reacted one after another:

"Your Highness—"

But Thales didn't care about it, and just spoke loudly for himself. For this reason, he did not hesitate to use the crime of prison river, trying to cover any voice:

"And Baron Doyle!"

He roared:

"It's my honored guest."

With a gloomy face, Thales stretched out his hand and pointed at the stunned old Baron Doyle who was lying in his wife's arms:

"Today, he was threatened, hurt and challenged at my banquet and in my Mindis hall."

"It's all an offense to me!"

The two duels are no longer the focus, all eyes are on the prince, either in surprise or fear, or restlessness or apprehension, or admiration or disdain.

Until Thales looked around murderously, forcing away all the strange eyes.

"No—" Vogel subconsciously stepped forward to stop the prince, but Mallos behind him firmly grabbed his arm!

"Star people, listen up!"

"As the master of Doyle, as the master of this banquet, and even as the master of this manor..."

Thales' expression was cold and chilling, his voice shook the dome, and his words were decisive.

"I, Thales Canxing."

Standing on a high position in the banquet hall, he raised his arm high, without fear of the eyes of the audience, and his voice was loud and clear:

"I will perform my obligations and rights as a master in accordance with the ancient customs of the empire!"

"I will represent Danny Doyle and take on the most legitimate duel challenge from Anke Bailar on his behalf."

Thales looked coldly, lowered his arms, and pointed at the two duelists who were speechless:

"Fulfill this duel of blood vengeance."

"Until the winner is decided."

"Until life and death are revealed."

"Until the ancient ceremony is completed."

After the words fell, the banquet hall fell into a long silence.

Thales lowered his gaze and sneered.

"Don't worry, Anke," he smiled and looked at the shocked Anke and the dumbfounded D.D:

"The conditions and bets mentioned before are still valid."

Thales lowered his head slightly, and the firelight cast a shadow on his face:

"As long as you are in a duel..."

He put away his smile and said the last words coldly:

"kill me."

It's the end of the month, and you need a meal and a monthly pass! (sound of code word)

High-speed text hand-typed Kingdom Blood Chapter List