Kingdom’s Bloodline

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In front of Raphael and Nobu, he still instinctively maintained his dignity and demeanor as the Duke of Xinghu, and his every move was elegant and stable-he still remembered everything that happened in the interrogation room, and how his words and deeds were influenced by power. The status rather than the specific content, which has far-reaching effects and irreversible consequences.

This is his luck, but also his curse.

But when the two people from the secret department came forward and asked the prince "what did he say to you" in a respectful (but doubtful) way...

"It's nothing," Thales only remembered that his voice was calm and composed, as always:

"He was just unwilling and begging for his life."

Neither Rafael nor Nob said anything.

However, the skeleton man's gaze stayed on him for a little longer.

Nobu looked around and became more serious.

But that doesn't matter anymore.

[The carriage is about to leave, what do you want to do? 】

【Hold on to your sword. 】

The dying Anke tried his best to tear out the words from his throat, lingering in his heart like tarsal maggots, echoing from time to time, deafening.

"Please follow me, Your Highness, the exit is here."

In front of Thales, who was out of his mind, Nobu saluted respectfully, humbly and low-key:

"According to the rules, we can't go back the same way."

But Raphael appeared before him and Thales, and glanced at Nobu indifferently:

"I'll just send him out."

Nobu nodded with a smile and did not refute, while Gomez behind him looked back and forth between the two, occasionally glancing at Thales secretly.

But Thales didn't care.

The boy just remembered that he thanked Nobu and Gomez politely and humbly at that time,

Under their respectful and submissive or flattered eyes, they leave mechanically.

"You said, you only started the interrogation today?" Raphael stared carefully at the calm Nobu.

"Indeed." Looking at the back of the prince leaving, Nobu smiled and nodded.

Raphael glanced at Anke who passed out.

"Lucky."

The skeleton man said coldly, turned around and followed the prince:

"What a coincidence."

Nobu saluted without humility and sent Raphael away.

Only when the figure of the other party disappeared, his eyes became deep and strange.

"Very good, this troublesome prince is finally gone." Wiping his sweat, the fat man Gomez, who looked like he had finished his exam, tugged at his apron, causing his fat body to tremble, and turned to look at the naked Anke, happily Grab a pair of pliers:

"Now we can get back to business and see if I don't suck him dry..."

"Gomez."

"yes?"

Nobu turned his head, expressionless:

"stop."

Gomez walked towards Anke with the vise in hand, and froze in the middle of laughing:

"Okay, I'm--eh?"

With a calm expression on his face, Nobu walked towards the unconscious Anke on crutches:

"From now on, don't give him hard torture, and don't use soft punishment like sleep deprivation, and even give him pain relief if necessary."

Gomez was puzzled:

"Then... how should I ask?"

Nob shook his head:

"It's enough to think that we are the police officers now and stop the interrogation on language."

After working together for a long time, Gomez read the calm but firm tone of the other party, hesitating a little:

"But we finally came back to the capital, and we finally encountered this big case of Guanxihuang. If we don't take advantage of this opportunity to make contributions..."

"We've done it."

Nobu looked at the darkness outside the door, then bent down to observe their prisoners, his eyes flickered:

"Just now."

Already done meritorious service?

Gomez blinked his eyes, he was unwilling to fight for it again:

"But didn't you say that this guy must still have reservations or concealment, maybe there is something big? The previous interrogator almost broke him. We have to ask him before he is completely broken or sent to the gallows." Get something for Lord Hanson—"

"No," Nob interrupted him again, holding his crutches and straightening up, "Trust me."

"He won't die."

Under Gomez's puzzled eyes, Nobu glanced at Anke, who was covered in bruises and bruises, and said quietly:

"not today."

Thales walked in the dark underground corridor of the secret department expressionlessly.

But he felt that he was standing on the Ghost Prince Tower in the Saber Camp, bearing the cold wind and flying sand, and his palms were cold.

【He told me, in case I have to use this bargaining chip...】

Raphael walked in front of him and led the way, his back was faint.

【Be sure to give it to you...】

Instead of going back the same way, they went through checkpoints one after another, shuttling through the maze-like underground corridors.

But Thales didn't care anymore.

[It can only be given to you. 】

Thales clenched his fists.

Why.

His eyes passed through the darkness in the corridor, and projected in a trance to Xihuang thousands of miles away, that hideous, maverick nobleman who often likes to laugh maliciously.

Just a few months ago, he was still talking in front of himself, pointing the country.

Behaving uniquely, worrying about the country and the people.

but.

Why?

He is the man behind Anke.

He handed over the bargaining chip that could suppress the princes of the Western Wilderness and self-destruct the Great Wall into his own hands.

Hand it over to a... Canxing.

Thales gritted his teeth.

He didn't understand at first, and he was anxious all over.

But when he came to his senses a little bit, he became more anxious, restless, and restless.

Why?

Cyril Falkenhauser.

This self-righteous and pretentious old bastard.

Why should he do this.

Who does he think he is?

What powers does he have?

What reason does he have!

he--

"Whoa, Morat's snake boy."

A male voice with a northern accent came from behind a prison door, dragging Thales back to reality:

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Facing the tone of an old acquaintance, Raphael walked quickly through the prison door as if he didn't hear him.

Snake boy.

Hearing this, Thales, who was in a trance, felt an inexplicable familiarity - when he was still in Exeter, Grand Duke Olsio of Wellandland often called him "the little poisonous snake of the stars" viciously.

What's more, the prisoner who said this had a northern accent.

It was as if he had gone back in time.

Going back to those years in Dragon Clouds City when he was able to support himself despite hardships and hardships, without having to worry too much, and even had fun in the midst of suffering...

Dragon Clouds City.

Thales' pupils trembled.

He paused, and the whole person stopped.

Raphael noticed something different, and turned his head with a frown.

Thales turned around slowly, staring at the iron prison door from which the sound came out.

There is a small gate open on the door, and the uncommon lights in the corridor faintly illuminate the blurred figure at the gate.

"What an honor, thank you for your presence?"

Thales' eye sockets slowly enlarged.

He took a deep breath and took a step further, wanting to poke his head to see the figure behind the iron gate.

Until a hand suddenly stretched out from behind.

"Clang!"

Raphael appeared in front of him, pulled the iron gate roughly, and shut it firmly.

"Wrong way, Your Highness," the skeleton man said nonchalantly.

"The way out is ahead."

Thales stood still in front of the cell, staring at the closed iron gate.

"Why?"

The prince's voice unknowingly carried a trace of coldness:

"Why close it?"

Raphael kept smiling and asked

"Why did you stop?"

Thales was silent for a moment, his eyes resting on the iron gate.

"Open it." He said calmly.

Raphael smiled softly, with a casual and cynical attitude:

"Just an annoying prisoner..."

Thales looked around, there were many such narrow cells in this small corridor, but obviously, only this one was used for prisoners.

incommunicado.

"Open it, Raphael." Thales repeated calmly.

The atmosphere is slightly dignified.

Raphael was silent for a second, his smile gradually disappeared, and he replied in a business-like tone:

"Your Highness, this is the key criminal and internal affairs of the Secret Division..."

Thales didn't let him continue, the prince slowly pronounced his words, his voice was as cold as ice:

"I order you, Raphael: open, open, it."

Raphael frowned:

"According to the rules of the secret department, Your Highness,..."

Taylor's eyes sharpened, and he lost his composure and shouted angrily:

"Fuck it, just open it!"

At that moment, the depression and grievance he felt in the secret department all turned into anger and exploded in his chest.

Facing the sudden outbreak of the prince, Raphael's expression remained unchanged, and his eyes gradually settled.

Thales didn't want to bear it anymore, he took a step forward, pulled the handle involuntarily, and opened the iron gate!

"Clang!"

The sound of metal crashing echoed in the corridor.

Raphael didn't stop him, but his eyes were cold.

"What's the matter, la," the voice just now sounded again, mockingly:

"Long time no see, would you like to treat me to a good meal?"

A face full of stubble appeared at the gate, casting a cold look at Raphael.

The moment he saw the other person's face clearly, Thales opened his eyes wide.

"Gu?"

Shock and doubt filled Thales's heart at the same time, forcing him to speak out:

"It's you?"

Behind the gate, the face full of Far Eastern characteristics froze slightly.

The prisoner turned to Thales, slightly puzzled.

Raphael's face darkened, and he exhaled imperceptibly.

That's right.

The unbelievable Thales carefully looked at every inch of the face of the prisoner in the Far East, overcoming doubts about the prisoner's voice, and thoroughly confirmed the guess just now.

It's him.

It was him.

Six years ago, the owner of the butcher shop in Longxiao City, the man from the Far East who gave him a shelter and a meal in the desperate morning after the night of dragon blood.

"It's you, Gu."

Thales said in a daze.

In an instant, Longxiao City, Xichi Avenue, butcher's shop, little cunning... Scenes from the past emerged in front of my eyes one after another.

but--

"and who are you?"

Passing through the narrow gate, the sloppy-looking man from the Far East looked at Thales, and pouted at Rafael:

"The concubine he's longed for, but can't ask for?"

Raphael snorted coldly and didn't answer.

"I……"

Thales looked at the old man, watching him nest in this narrow and claustrophobic cell, feeling complicated and unspeakable.

He took a deep breath.

"Six and a half, remember?"

six and a half.

At that second, the prisoner's eyes slowly froze.

He looked again at this handsome young man with a neat description and simple clothes, who was only half a head shorter than Raphael, and gradually came to his senses, and then he was relieved.

"Oh," Gu turned around, his face disappeared at the gate, and then there was a muffled sound from the iron gate: "It's you."

"So you escaped, little prince—perhaps not anymore."

His words are full of melancholy and emotion:

"You and your little maid did not fall into the hands of that cunning Commas."

little Prince.

Camus people.

Gu's words brought back Thales' memories.

It seemed that he was sitting in the butcher's shop six years ago again, climbing up to the table with the little slippery head, holding up the bowl, drinking the broth thoughtfully.

Raphael exhaled from his nose, obviously very unhappy.

"what happens?"

Thales rushed to the iron gate and asked anxiously:

"Gu, why did you..."

Thales paused.

etc.

Gu, his impression of himself still stays at the moment six years ago, when Marquis Shiles took away the prince and the little slippery head.

Thales' pupils slowly dilated.

He didn't know what happened to him after that night.

I don't even know that the story of the second prince of Xingchen spread among the people.

That means……

Thales frowned, staring at the darkness behind the gate.

Gu Man's disdainful laughter came from behind the iron gate.

Thales took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and asked Raphael beside him as calmly as possible:

"He was imprisoned six years ago."

The prince spoke with difficulty:

"Why?"

Raphael folded his arms, his expression slightly grave.

"Six years?"

Gu's voice sounded, full of surprise and self-mockery.

"Damn it, without the reference of the sun, the time calculation is really inaccurate."

Thales was in a heavy mood when he heard this.

He thought of the guard prisoners in the Prison of Bones, and how each of them sighed after knowing the length of their detention.

"You have finished your work, Your Highness," Raphael said coldly:

"There is absolutely no need to add extra details."

Gu's snort came again.

Thales suppressed the strange mood and tried his best to think calmly and rationally.

six years ago……

After parting with him, something must have happened to Gu.

Let him live here and be imprisoned.

The crime of Hell River came uninvited, filling Thales' brain, washing his memory, and washing out an old scene.

【Your Highness, do you still remember what happened in Dragon Clouds City six years ago? 】

On the day he escaped from Dragon Clouds City, what Putilei said in the secret path rang in his ears.

【No, not just these. 】

[On that day six years ago, in the dark that we can't see, outside the Palace of Heroes and the Shield Area, other things happened. 】

Thales looked up abruptly.

"That night, Raphael."

He looked at Raphael, staring at the other's dark red eyes:

"In Longxiao City, the night of dragon blood," the prince gritted his teeth lightly, and asked the key point directly:

"Except for disasters, except for Rumba, except for things in the Palace of Heroes..."

"What else did you do?"

"What does it have to do with him...with Gu?"

But Raphael remained motionless, only with a deep expression.

"What have you done?"

It was the Far Eastern man with a northern accent who answered the boy, full of sarcasm:

"What else can they do?"

"As always, adhering to the fine tradition of secret science, even the leftover bones of the dog are not willing to let go."

Thales and Raphael turned their heads to look at the cell at the same time, the former was suspicious, while the latter was gloomy.

"Just like they did to everyone, including you."

Gu sneered and called out the boy's name:

"Prince Thales."

Thales' eyes changed and he was about to speak, but Raphael spoke first, with a distant tone:

"I would love to answer your question, Your Highness, but this is not my case."

Thales' complexion sank.

"It's not a fart," Gu snorted coldly behind the door, piercing Raphael's words:

"Six years ago, you were the one who found me first."

Thales narrowed his eyes and looked at Raphael.

This is not the first time he has rejected himself today.

The skeleton man looked at the darkness behind the gate with terrifying eyes:

"Your Highness, it is an exception for you to contact the criminal in private, don't waste any more..."

"Lord Hansen has spoken!"

Thales suddenly raised his voice, interrupting Raphael's words:

"The reason why I don't get along with you is that we always go our own way and don't understand each other."

Raphael didn't speak.

But Thales stared deeply at his red eyes, as if to tear apart the world behind his pupils:

"Now is a great opportunity to change."

The Far Eastern man behind the door laughed, half ridiculed, half disdainful.

Raphael was still calm and calm, silently enduring the prince's sharp gaze that could almost break through the iron wall.

"Not here, not now." He said lightly.

In the dim corridor, Thales and Raphael stood on both sides of the iron prison door, facing each other silently.

The unextinguished lights elongate their shadows, like two car tracks, extending in parallel.

The gate on the door was between them, claustrophobic and dark, bottomless.

"He helped me, and I owe him my life."

Thales only felt that he was extremely calm, and the crime of the prison river flowed through every blood vessel in him, making him feel the direction of this small corridor more clearly.

As if standing outside his oil painting.

Gazing at the universe in the painting.

"If he's locked up, I must know why." Thales' tone was indifferent, but it contained the meaning of not being able to refuse.

That night.

That crucial night.

That night not only reversed the future destiny of the two great powers, but also determined the political situation of the world, it may also be a night of turbulent waves that buried countless secrets.

That made Puttilai suspicious, and he even had to avoid the surveillance of the Secret Division and privately issued a warning to Thales that night.

Obviously, Gu, is one piece of the puzzle.

The aura on Raphael's body slowly changed, from round and casual to sharp and dangerous, which made Thales slightly sting.

At that moment, the person standing in front of him was no longer the young man Raphael who rescued him from prison six years ago and then risked his life to go to the Palace of Heroes with him.

It's a secret agent with a mysterious identity and unpredictable intentions, terrifying and dangerous methods, and a bone killer.

But Thales didn't take a step back, just met the opponent's gaze.

"If you're going to be compassionate, maybe you need to know that too."

Raphael's voice sank, but there was an inexplicable piercing feeling, and the meaning of warning was extremely obvious:

"He hurt us and owes us a lot of lives."

hurt us.

Thales was silent for a second.

"I'm not going to let him go," the prince's face turned pale, but his words were soft and hard, and gradually increased:

"I just want to ask some questions—the secrets about the Canxing royal family."

Raphael narrowed his eyes.

"Keep knowledge and keep secrets," he said flatly but with certainty about the credo left by the former head of the secret department, "Wisdom Minister" Halva Karabyan for the secret department:

"My department's responsibility."

Thales stared sharply.

"You missed the first sentence."

The prince was tit for tat, and said coldly:

"You are the 'eyes and ears of the king'."

Raphael snorted coldly.

"When you are crowned king," the bone man's answer made the atmosphere even colder and dignified:

"It's not too late."

Crowned as king.

Thales was expressionless.

But in his body, the crime of Hell River began to boil again, turning anger and coldness into dangerous weapons.

Raphael immediately frowned—his hands tensed unconsciously.

"You are wrong, Your Royal Highness who has grown up."

However, at this moment, Gu's voice sounded at the right time, interjecting into this unfriendly conversation, still full of sarcasm and disdain:

"You don't match up with the secret department, it's not because you don't know each other."

Thales and Raphael turned their heads together.

The face of the Far East man reappeared on the gate, and he tapped on the iron gate lightly, full of contempt:

"It's because you're still human."

He looked deeply at the skeleton man, his eyes were cold.

"It's not... a monster."

Raphael's expression remained unchanged, but the corners of his mouth slowly tightened.

"Did you know that, Prince?"

Gu suddenly laughed, and said to Thales in a serious manner:

"Six years ago, in Dragon Clouds City, in a hotel in the Spear District..."

The next moment, Raphael's arm turned into an afterimage, and he pressed the iron gate!

Thales made a quick move!

But the moment the skins of the two touched, Thales' expression changed:

The majestic force, the obvious tingling pain, and a strange sense of squirming flesh and blood came from the hand at the same time.

This is--

"boom!"

Rough metal clashes sounded in the corridor!

Thales looked at the scene in front of him with a pale face:

He tightly strangled the bone man's wrist, but he couldn't prevent him from pulling the iron gate again, shutting Gu's sarcastic expression into the darkness again.

He lost.

The Sin of Hell River roared and flowed quickly, relieving the numbness and pain in Thales' hands.

Thales looked up angrily:

"Open it."

But Raphael's arm was cast like copper and iron, firmly pressed to the handle of the iron gate.

"Your Highness, we have a good relationship and have lived and died together," the desolate bone man said faintly:

"Please don't make things difficult for me."

The crime of Hell River boiled again, Thales gritted his teeth and exerted strength, but Raphael's arm remained motionless, like a boundless black hole, silently enduring all the power Thales could mobilize.

A few seconds later, Thales, who knew he was invincible, exhaled from his nose and let go of the other party.

The crime of prison river faded from his hands in pain, leaving only an unwilling roar.

"I think I know," the second prince pierced Raphael's eyes like a sword:

"Why can't you and Miranda be together."

The skeleton man's eyes changed slightly.

"That's definitely not because of your identities."

Thales said coldly:

"And just because of you, because of who you are."

"Raphael Lindbergh."

Raphael remained motionless, even his expression froze.

Looking at the other party's expression, Thales began to think silently.

Gu didn't finish speaking.

But that's enough.

The information revealed by the people in the Far East, like a piece of puzzle that had been lost for many years, entered Thales's endlessly racing mind.

Enough for him to spell out the next clue.

The next chip.

【Listen well, Your Highness, what I'm going to say next is something that sanctimonious old fox of Gilbert would never tell you. 】

Puttilai's warning sounded in his mind with deep doubts:

[It won't be something that the mysterious and abnormal secret department will tell you. 】

[Remember, Your Highness. 】

[In this matter, don't trust anyone...]

"Hotel."

Thales looked at Raphael silently:

"Gu said, the hotel in the Spear District."

Sure enough, he saw with satisfaction that Raphael changed color slightly.

The skeleton man said in a deep voice: "That's because he has ulterior motives and malicious intentions, trying to sow discord and disturb your mind."

Thales smiled.

"But you told me that the headquarters of the secret department in Dragon Clouds City, that is, the chess and card room in the spear area that I evacuated, was also a hotel six years ago."

Raphael's hand was still pressed on the iron gate, his face was ice-cold:

"I never said that."

Thales took a step forward, contemptuously raised the corners of his mouth:

"That's why you forgot."

Raphael's eyes flashed.

The handle of the iron gate deformed in his knuckles, making a sound of metal snapping.

Thales frowned. He looked at the delicate white hands of the skeleton man, and remembered the amazing appearance when the other party broke into prison and took six lives with one sword.

"Impossible," Raphael said with a stiff face, slowly saying:

"Where did you hear that?"

Thales didn't think about the power under the opponent's hands, and looked at Raphael's dark red eyes again.

"Karen Booker."

The name came out of Thales' mouth, making Raphael's gaze even colder.

Thales knew that he had taken the right step, and that was where the strangeness lay.

So the prince took advantage of the victory and pursued:

"He is not only the owner of that hotel, but also a special intelligence officer of Kingdom Secret Division who has been lurking in Dragon Clouds City for twenty years. On that chaotic day, he died in a house robbery."

This time, Raphael was silent for a long while, and then he paused word by word, and spoke softly:

"Who told you that?"

Thales thought of the Secret Division headquarters in the Spear District of Dragon Clouds City, and the secret passage for him to escape from control.

"I met Booker when I was in Dragon Clouds City. He is a good man, but he is absolutely impossible to die from robbery."

Raphael snorted coldly:

"You were running for your life all day, and it was impossible to know him."

Thales showed no sign of weakness:

"I know a lot of people."

"And you, you're just too ignorant."

This sentence learned from Ricky made Raphael silent for a long time.

"It won't help, Your Highness," Raphael no longer dwelled on this topic, and his eyes shifted to the cell where Gu was held:

"I'm sorry for your excessive request."

Thales became more and more irritable looking at the barren bone man who didn't eat oil and salt.

He won't cooperate.

Just like the secret department, they never liked the prince, let alone obeyed him.

The prince came to this conclusion.

But at this moment, Thales remembered the words of the Black Prophet:

【It doesn't matter whether you like me or not. 】

【The important thing is that you don't like me, whether you can surpass me and your established position, and bring real effects under your control. 】

At that moment, Thales looked at the unfriendly skeleton man, clenched his fists, and then slowly relaxed.

"Yeah, you're right."

"You can't."

The Duke of Xinghu raised his chin slightly, as if he didn't care about the other party's performance:

"Maybe I should go find Nob."

After saying that, Thales turned around without hesitation and walked the way he came.

Raphael, who was left behind, stared at the young man's back, his brows tightened more and more.

Thales behaved as before, but he deliberately stepped up his steps. The sound of footsteps echoed in the dark and oppressive corridor, step by step, like the sound of war drums.

Raphael's eyes became more and more frozen.

One second, two seconds, the figure of the prince slowly blurred in the darkness.

In fact, Thales knew that what Raphael was unwilling or unable to do for him, Norbu, who had been away from the secret department for many years and returned to the capital for the first time, might not be able to do it.

but.

The prince shook off the excess baggage in his mind and strode forward, remembering the most effective way of bargaining he saw on the street in the beggar era.

Finally, when Thales counted to the tenth step...

"Your Highness!"

Thales stopped in good time.

With his back to Raphael, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Thales turned his head, still with a deep expression.

Raphael let go of the hand holding the iron gate, but did not open it, but walked towards Thales step by step.

"It's useless no matter who you turn to for this matter."

The desolate bone man said lightly:

"Even His Majesty."

Thales' mood sank.

His Majesty.

damn it.

【Your Highness, you have to do this, and you should do it...】

【The truth about the bloody year, about your own life experience, can only be discovered, traced, and verified by yourself. 】

Thinking of Puttilai's warning, Thales took a deep breath, trying not to think about the figure on the throne:

"Then I'd love to try it and see what my father says."

Thales turned around again to leave.

at this moment.

"Sarriton!"

Raphael's words fluttered among the walls, successfully stopping Thales in his footsteps.

sarriton.

Surryton?

The long-unheard name sounded again, Thales' expression changed slightly.

Whether it was the beautiful image in the sunset bar, or the horror of jumping off the cliff in the sky, they all hit my heart at this moment.

"What's the meaning?"

As if time slowed down, the second prince slowly turned his head and spoke in a deep voice.

Raphael stood in front of him, took a deep breath, and seemed to use great perseverance to make up his mind.

"The Far Easterner you care about, Gu..."

The skeleton man spoke softly:

"He is a solid ally of the Surriton family, and has been secretly working for the 'King Killing Family' for more than ten years."

Gu.

Raphael said he was... what?

Thales' expression remained the same, but his eye sockets gradually enlarged.

The regicide family's...

ally?

"Do you understand?"

Raphael returned to calm, looking at Thales' gray eyes:

"It's useless for you to turn to anyone in this matter."

"Even His Majesty."

The barren man narrowed his eyes, bit his words like iron, and spoke like a knife:

"Especially Your Majesty."

When you are away from home, the code word will be slower