Kingdom’s Bloodline

Chapter 684 Lausanne

In the corpse tunnel, Thales and Grover looked at each other in disbelief.

Others were puzzled.

"Do you know each other?" Uncle Hauser looked suspiciously.

"They know each other!" Priest Chadwei breathed a sigh of relief.

"Your name is Wyatt?" Dorothy said curiously.

"They are all called Waiya!" Xi Lai looked disdainful, and her gloves reappeared on her hands.

"Yes, we know each other, and we only know each other because of the same name," Thales turned around awkwardly and raised his hand to the surrounding residents, "It's okay, it's okay, we are all old friends, it's no big deal, there is no need to watch. …”

But his appeal was obviously limited, and no one in the tunnel listened to his call. People still surrounded the entrance and exit, looking at Glover with hostility in their eyes.

"Well, uh, Huaiya, how about you put down the knife first? You scared them." Thales cast a look at the eldest lady asking for help, but Xilai just turned his head away with contempt, "Why don't you? There are your companions...Sunset, what is going on?"

Thales looked at the woman in Rolf's arms in shock: covered in blood and dying.

The "ghosts" in the tunnel were whispering.

Rolf looked at Thales in embarrassment, with pleading and guilt in his eyes.

"This is Teto, Sir Wyatt, do you remember," Glover said reluctantly, "my little...brother."

Thales reacted: "Teto? Oh, of course, Teto! But who are you holding?"

"This is, uh, this is Teto's..."

While Glover was hesitating to say "old friend" or "mom" under Rolf's angry gaze, the injured man in Rolf's arms weakly opened his eyes.

"He, is he here?" She coughed painfully, "Chadvi?"

Everyone was stunned, and the tunnel became quiet.

Priest Chadwei, who looked surprised, pushed aside the people on the left and right and stepped forward.

"What? Who? Who is calling my name-"

Priest Chadwei's voice stopped instantly.

"Little, little knife?"

He looked at the person in Rolf's arms in shock: "Why is it you?"

The seriously injured woman cheered up and forced a smile:

"Old friend, you are here as expected. I am lucky after all." She showed a weak smile, obviously trying to hold back the pain. "Well, don't call me that again, at least not today."

The whispers in the tunnel grew louder.

Chadvi hurried forward.

"I don't understand. Aren't you supposed to be the boss in the capital? Why - Sunset! What happened to your hand?"

"The price of being the boss...fuck, be gentle! It hurts me to death!" Kathleen hissed in pain.

"Do you know each other?" Thales asked alertly.

"They know each other." Glover snorted coldly.

"Then her name is Wyatt, too?" Dorothy asked confused.

clang! clang! clang! clang! clang!

The harsh sound coming from behind forced everyone to cover their ears and turn around: Madam Gadama was grabbing a pot and ladle as tall as herself and banging the iron pot for cooking menacingly.

"Are you all stupid? People are like this, why don't you put her down quickly!"

clang! clang! clang!

Along with the banging sound, Gadama's roar echoed in the sewer, and his small body seemed to contain endless energy:

"Everyone else waiting here should be sent away!"

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"That's probably what happened."

Glover sat by the stove, removing the old bloody bandage inch by inch. Except for Thales and Rolf, everyone else in the tunnel hid far away, not daring to get close to this bloody guy.

"The female boss pointed in the direction. We were in a panic and didn't know whether we were going the right way or not - why did the monster keep staring at me?"

Thales turned back:

Near another stove in the distance, Warniak touched the swelling on his head and looked at them angrily. When he saw Glover looking at him, he quickly lowered his head.

Maybe because you just knocked him out?

Thales shrugged:

"He's not a monster—how are your injuries?"

Glover's expression changed, and he pressed his armpit, as if he remembered something unpleasant: "It's okay."

That's not what you look like.

Thales turned his head. Rolf in the corner saw him looking at him and made a gesture of shame:

【sorry. 】

Thales shook his head and responded:

【How are you? 】

Rolf couldn't help but glance in the distance and gestured hesitantly:

【yes. 】

No, he's not good - Tails concluded.

“So, Rolf couldn’t help but take action and rescued ‘Phantom Blade’ Kathleen?”

"Yes, that sheep fuck--" Glover was not angry when he heard what he said, but he stuttered mid-sentence, "Uh, dumb, Rolf made a suggestion. He said that the female boss was from the Blood Bottle Gang, and she knew it. Various doorways on the streets of Emerald City... And she works for Iris, so she knows a lot of inside information, which is very valuable... And we are blinded and need such resources... Oh, by the way, she may still We know the identity of the man in black... and also, she was betrayed by one of her own people, and it is very likely that she will be used by us, I mean you... So, after careful discussion, we decided to act decisively. Although it was risky, but worth."

Seeing Glover racking his brains, Thales narrowed his eyes:

"Rolf, make suggestions? Really, he has 'discussed' so much with you?"

Glover was stunned and turned around:

"About that, you know, he is actually literate."

"Oh...it turns out he can read." Thales' eyes were intriguing.

Glover was sweating profusely as he was stared at by the prince, so he quickly changed the subject:

"By the way! I didn't have time to ask just now, but why are you here? In this..."

Glover looked at the endless tunnel, smelled the disgusting smell, and finally choked the word "shit pit" in his mouth.

Strangely, this is also the case in the lower city of the royal capital.

Why does your Highness like to crawl into dilapidated messes?

"It's a long story." Thales stopped dwelling on the previous topic. He looked at Slimani, who was uneasy about the stranger. "To put it simply, I'm helping people escape - the great defender." He knew something he shouldn’t know, and for this reason, Kongming Palace wanted him to shut up.”

"Like they shut up the wine merchants and wool merchants before?"

Thales nodded.

"You should have sent someone else here," Glover hesitated for a moment, "If it is the black-clothed killer who comes to kill everyone, then you are in danger..."

"Fortunately, he didn't come." Another person - Miss Hille Kevin Deere appeared beside them and pushed Taylor unceremoniously, forcing him to make room for her. "According to your statement, the killer Went to shuffle the cards for the Blood Bottle Gang? "

Glover was startled. Recognizing the eldest lady, he frowned and cast a doubtful look at Thales.

"She...she was with me." Thales responded awkwardly as he moved half of his body.

Together?

Glover's eyes became even more confused.

Hilley sat down by the fire generously and without hesitation, staring at Glover intently.

"Um, Miss, what's the matter with you?" The latter looked very unnatural to her and had to turn her head away.

"Yes, do you have anything else?" Hilley asked confidently.

Grover, who didn't know why, was stunned again.

It wasn't until Thales coughed hard that Glover realized what he was doing. He reluctantly got up and left, going to the corner to occupy Rolf's space.

"According to this information from Huai Ya..."

Hilley watched Glover walk away, and then turned to Thales: "Whether it was the wine merchant or the wool merchant who was silenced, it was the Blood Bottle Gang who came forward to clean up Zhan's tail, clean up the aftermath, and disguise it as suicide or vendetta. ”

Thales nodded:

"At the same time, the Blood Bottle Gang was severely attacked and devastated. I don't think this is a coincidence."

"I don't think so either."

"Is it the Kingdom's secret department? Just because the Blood Bottle Gang is doing Zhan's dirty work?"

Hilley pondered:

"It's possible that if the Blood Bottle Gang is too busy taking care of themselves, they won't have the energy to help Kongming Palace run errands, including covering up and concealing these murders."

Thales looked at the worried Slimani:

"This is a good example: the Blood Bottle Gang was in dire straits and failed to cover up the murder of the wool merchant. Our Mr. Slimani caught the clues."

"So there is one more person that Kongming Palace wants to silence," Xi Lai sighed, "my dear brother, the basket is getting bigger and bigger."

"And me," Tails guessed, "if the Blood Bottle Gang is doing everything smoothly, then the deaths of Dagory and Diop may be better covered up, and I won't be able to easily find loopholes and follow the clues." Find Slimani, find the insider."

Hilley nodded and continued to speculate:

"Then I guess my brother must be very unhappy. He thinks that the Blood Bottle Gang is holding back Kongming Palace - you are right, the Blood Bottle Gang is the easiest loophole to break through."

"So, on the day when your Lord is on tour, Zhan En is going to reshuffle the Blood Bottle Gang and fill in the loopholes to prevent the kingdom's secret department from continuing to take advantage of every opportunity?"

"But he didn't wash it clean," Hilley sneered slightly, "because you and your Wyas messed up the situation, and he missed a card."

Thales nodded in agreement:

"Yes, and now, this card -"

"Uhhhhhhhhhhh! Chad Wei, you fucking bastard!"

A heartbreaking scream resounded throughout the tunnel, shocking the residents here to look sideways.

Thales and Hillai both stood up and looked at the other side of the tunnel in the trembling firelight:

"Phantom Blade" Kathleen was dying and covered in blood, lying on a large stone platform, with a bright crystal chandelier hanging above her head that was incompatible with this tunnel.

"Damn, Kathleen, I didn't expect you to wake up so quickly!"

Chad Wei was beside the stone platform. He was holding scissors and tweezers, bending down to treat the injuries on Kathleen's abdomen. He was incompatible with the sunset priest who usually idled around in the temple.

Catherine gritted her teeth and raised her head:

"Don't you have any better anesthetic?"

"Look where this is," Chad Wei straightened up, his gloves and apron covered in bright red, "Unless you follow me to the temple, where there are enough conditions to deal with your injury..."

"Yes, it can also let my enemies know where I am right away."

Katherine groaned in severe pain:

"Do you think I can't die quickly enough?"

Chad Wei looked at Kathleen on the stone platform, sighed after a moment, and bent down again: "Okay, I understand, but I have to remind you, this will hurt."

"It's not a big deal, I used to-fuck! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Kathleen's screams were deafening, and Thales and Hilley looked at each other.

"I can't operate it like this - stop shaking the knife!" Chad Wei, wearing an apron and holding the instrument, looked anxious.

"Ahhhh--don't call me that again!"

"Someone here to help, hold her down and don't let her move!" Priest Chadwei had no other choice but to ask others for help.

Madam Gadama looked around, put down the pot that seemed too big for her, and rolled up her sleeves:

"Okay, I'll do it!"

"Come on, dear," Uncle Hauser, who was sterilizing surgical instruments by the stove, shook his head, "Based on our size?"

Madam Gadama's expression changed.

"No one's talking to you, old shorty!"

But she seemed to understand the problem, so she turned back and called: "Bobo?"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu?"

Bobo - this big man with a surprisingly small head - was called by name. He excitedly stood up from the corner where he was huddled in the wall, turned over a bucket, and plopped towards Chad Wei.

"Get that monster away from me!" screamed Kathleen, who was lying on the stone platform.

"Thank you, but you'd better stay there, Bobo," Chad Wei also realized that Bobo was not the best candidate, and had to raise his hands to decline under the disappointed and aggrieved eyes of the other party, "Is there no one else?"

Amidst the shaking sound of lying down, Warniak reluctantly stood up, but after just one glance, he was frightened by the blood all over the stone platform and shrank back.

"Sorry Lord Chadvee, I need to pee!"

Perhaps Glover's intrusion just now was too scary. At this moment, the residents in the tunnel hid in their respective territories. Even in the face of Chad Wei's request, no one was willing to come forward.

"Don't think about it, Chad Wei," Kathleen was exhausted from the pain, but laughed loudly, "This place is a shithole, these monsters you raised are timid and cowardly..."

Chad Wei frowned.

At this moment, Rolf struggled to stand up.

With a complex expression on his face, he limped towards the operating table and raised his hand to Chad Wei.

"You coming? Is your leg okay?"

Chadwei was a little skeptical. He looked at Thales, but still nodded:

"Very good, then it's you. Remember to talk to her more, distract her attention, and don't let her interfere with me..."

Rolf's steps suddenly froze.

What?

say something?

"Interfering with your Sunset Goddess will make her paralyzed!" Kathleen's face was twisted in pain, and she didn't forget to retaliate.

But Chad Willie ignored the patient and urged Rolf:

"Don't be stunned, come here!"

But Rolf froze in place, motionless.

Glover looked at Rolf's stiff back and sighed.

Grass.

I'm in bad luck.

He pressed the wound on his chest and was about to bear the pain and stand up to volunteer, but another hand reached out and pressed him down again.

"They are all tired," Thales said gently, "Let me do it."

Glover and Rolf were both startled.

"What a good opportunity, take advantage of her injury and confusion to get some answers." Hilley whispered behind him, and Thales frowned in response.

"You? I have to remind you first, Mr. Tai-Huaiya," Chad Wei was stunned for a moment, holding up his hands full of blood, "This scene is not good-looking."

"I know," Thales came to the stone platform and looked at the mess above. The smell of blood made him frown immediately, "I have seen worse."

Okay, this scene really doesn't look good.

"Hahaha," Kathleen gasped and laughed, "I love this boy, damn!"

Glover also wants to fight for it:

"But……"

"Go and rest now, Fatty Waiya," Thales' tone left no room for doubt, "And you too, uh, Teto?"

A minute later, Thales finished cleaning, followed Chad Wei's instructions and came to the edge of the operating table, tightening the belt that bound the injured.

There is no doubt that Kathleen's injuries are extremely serious, not to mention the missing arm. Her abdomen is almost soaked in blood, with more than a dozen small irregular wounds oozing blood, some with blades exposed. , and Chad Wei could only carefully cut open the clothes and try to take out the blade at the minimum cost.

"Tighten the restraints and press here. Yes, don't use too much force and it won't affect my operation... Are your hands steady? I may need you to hold the hemostatic clamp in a while..."

Chadwei concentrated on holding a blade, and while Kathleen couldn't stop trembling, he opened a little flesh and took it out.

"This stone platform is engraved with different magical prayers. It is powered by a piece of limestone to achieve functions such as cleaning, disinfection, and blood storage. Of course, it is a scrapped product of the temple. It is quite old and does not work well. Good, so I may have to pray personally every once in a while to keep things running..."

"Can you please stop chatting?" Kathleen reminded them unhappily.

Chadvi shook his head.

Thales pulled the restraints as instructed, held down Kathleen's thigh, and tried his best not to look at the bloody scene, so as not to think of the nightmare that the Blood Magician had brought to him:

"How is her injury?"

"The arm is fine," Chadwei threw a blade into the iron plate next to her. "She has rich experience in trauma. She stopped the bleeding and disinfected it immediately..."

"Okay?" Kathleen's face was distorted.

"Sorry, except one is missing."

Chad Uighur added sarcastically.

"But as you can see, the most troublesome thing is the abdomen. The wounds are small, numerous, and dense... How did these blades get in? I just hope it's not too deep and doesn't hurt the internal organs..."

"The 'Chaos God Soldier' ​​did it," Kathleen gritted her teeth with hatred, "Remember that Far Eastern superpower who played puppetry before? The smuggler who kidnapped women and sold them to the countryside?"

"I don't remember." Chad Wei picked up the blade with all his concentration.

"The one who scolded the old woman for being immoral in front of Turnbull and said she would put her in a cage and sink her into a river and drown her? It turns out he had friends who learned the same trade..."

"It's not surprising," Chad Wei seemed to particularly hate these things, "after all, even you have friends."

The priest began to remove a blade.

Kathleen's face was distorted and she moaned in pain. Every time Chadwei's tweezers and pliers moved, she was sweating in pain, and when she needed to use the scissors...

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!"

"Hold her down!" Chadwe gritted his teeth and said, "I've almost found it! Damn it, this place is deformed!"

Kathleen's struggle was astonishingly strong, and Thales had to use all his strength to hold her down until Chadwei took out the blade with great difficulty.

"She's in too much pain like this. Don't you have any extra anesthetic?"

"It's already the ultimate dose." Chadwei shook his head, took the plate from Hauser, and changed the tools. "Anesthetics are different from other drugs. There is only a thin line between anesthesia and murder."

"Then can we physically anesthetize...I mean, knock her out?"

When Thales thought about his journey with the Death Crow, he felt a dull pain on the side of his neck and the back of his head.

"Come on, kid," Kathleen perked up and nodded through gritted teeth, "Be quick!"

"You have read too many knight novels - uh, sorry, I'm not talking about you." Chad Wei realized that his tone was too casual and quickly stopped.

Thales shook his head to show that he didn't care.

"Coma and syncope are abnormal manifestations after brain damage. They are closely related to blood pressure and nerves and vary from person to person." Chad Wei returned to his submissive state and carefully explained, "In her current state, compared with If she is knocked unconscious, we are more likely to kill her."

Katherine sneered:

"Nonsense, I have seen some extreme masters who can control the force to knock someone out safely - whether it is an old man or a child."

Facing Kathleen, Chadwei regained his energy:

"Really? Compared to the number of people these masters 'knocked out safely', has anyone counted how many people they killed or paralyzed? Besides, do we seem to have extreme masters here?"

Chad Wei finished changing the tools and started again to remove a blade.

"That's better than this uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." Kathleen moaned through gritted teeth.

"Talk to her," Chad Wei looked at her and couldn't bear it. "You can say anything to distract her."

Thales was stunned.

I?

Thales stared at Kathleen and nodded with a complex expression.

All right.

He slightly let go of one hand and put it on Phantom Blade's shoulder:

"Hey, ma'am, look at me, your name is Kathleen, the 'Phantom Blade' of the Blood Bottle Gang, right?"

Katherine endured the pain:

"I called you daddy!"

Thales smiled politely.

It's okay to have a frustrated opener.

He can find another breakthrough.

"So, Priest Chadwe, how do you know this boss - um, this lady?"

Chad Wei didn’t even raise his head:

"We are all orphans adopted by the temple and grew up in a relief hospital under Divine Grace."

He sighed imperceptibly:

"It's just that I stayed in it until I became a monk and then a priest. Catherine left early because of... some things."

"some things?"

Katherine laughed out loud, seeming to have forgotten a little of the pain: "You mean, you bit off the nose of an old monk because he liked to 'examine the body' of girls during private confession?"

Chad Wei's face tightened.

"You should have told Sister Ilsaga instead of using violence directly..."

"Ha! Yes! Then the old godly woman will go find the girl in question!"

Katherine let out a loud sigh, and the pain made her speak faster:

"She said earnestly, 'He didn't really do anything anyway' 'It's for your own good' 'If it makes a big fuss, your reputation will be ruined' 'The scandal will affect our budget' 'The almshouse is closed, what will happen to the orphans?' Then she said softly: As long as the girl changes her tone and admits that it was a misunderstanding, the old pious woman will apply to transfer the old monk and give her an unofficial quota for the selection of nuns... Uh-huh-huh! "

Kathleen screamed in pain.

"Very good, this one has been taken out." With a clang, Chadwei nodded to Thales and thanked him for his efforts. "Aunty, the dean, she is not a bad person. She, she has protected us within her ability." …”

"Protect? Haha," Catherine, who was bound to the stone platform, was sweating profusely, still laughing sarcastically, "Then the other friars in the courtyard, whether they were pretending to be stupid or not knowing the truth, were filled with indignation. 'Since She is a slanderer, why should we transfer Brother Bomen when she makes a fuss? Just because she is a girl, what will happen to us men? What about the monk's innocence? Does he deserve to be discriminated against because he is born a man?'"

Chadwei concentrated on picking up the blade in Kathleen's wound, but Thales observed that his brows could not help but tremble.

"Everyone talked about it for a long time, and then the girl who slept on the upper bunk stopped crying every night," perhaps because of the unbearable pain, Catherine gritted her teeth, her eyes blazing with fire, "Because she committed suicide! Fuck! How dare this thing hurt any more!"

Catherine arched her back, almost breaking the restraints, and Thales had to use all his strength to barely suppress her on the operating table.

Chadway took a deep breath and clamped out another blade, bringing out blood.

"So, Chadway - ah ah ah - the most effective way is not to report to some nanny," Catherine groaned, "but to make the old bastard pay the price directly and make him feel heartbroken, because pain is the only language they understand - fuck!"

Another blade was torn out of the flesh, Chadway rested for a while and wiped the sweat with his sleeve.

"No, Little Knife, no." He looked at his childhood playmate with a face full of regret: "The Sunset God Envoy Guajardo taught: Pain is meaningless unless it happens to oneself." Thales frowned when he heard this. Catherine sarcastically said, "Is it the same asceticism of 'I want to suffer to become a saint'?" "No! Sister Ilshaga taught us that what Guajardo meant by this sentence is that we always despise and ignore the suffering and pain that happens to others." Chadway looked at her with great sorrow: "It's not just about appealing to cheap sympathy and emotion, thus underestimating the significance of the pain suffered by others." "It also includes being lost in the pleasure of revenge and punishment, and then overestimating the significance of inflicting pain on others." Thales was slightly touched. "For me, it may be the former, and for you, Little Knife, it is probably the latter." Chadway sighed. Catherine was silent. "Little Knife." Chadway stood up and threw the used tools into the iron box. "You, you really shouldn't have come here."

Chadwei shook his head, his face showing reluctance.

Catherine's breathing quickened.

"Shouldn't I have come?" She said indignantly, "If I hadn't climbed to a high position in the Blood Bottle Gang, you and your monsters wouldn't have been able to find such a shabby place!"

"But you promised!"

Chadwei gritted his teeth and said:

"In front of the tomb of Aunt Ilshaga and the statue of the Sunset Goddess, you told me that you would never bring the grievances outside, the gang conflicts and the underworld feuds into the tunnels..."

His eyes were complicated:

"But now look at you, when you appear covered in blood... You know these children, they have suffered a lot..."

Phantom Blade laughed.

"What a joke, Chadwei, do you really think this is a paradise, a deformed holy land, a monster paradise? Aren't you also like me, bringing the politics and grievances outside into the tunnels?"

Chadwei was stunned:

"What?"

But Catherine no longer paid attention to him, but looked at Thales.

"Thank you, young man." Thales was caught off guard and could only smile and respond: "You're welcome." But Catherine's next tone was a little low: "No, I mean, thank you - uh - thank you for taking him in." "Who?" Thales frowned. Catherine smiled, but then groaned in pain, and the expression on her face changed back and forth. "But do you think I won't recognize him?" Phantom Blade coughed painfully. "Even if he removed his tattoos, changed his hairstyle, changed his fighting style, and even changed his name beyond recognition... um... But how could I, how could I not recognize the most capable subordinate I brought up with my own hands?" Catherine looked weakly in another direction in the tunnel: "Ghost of the Wind?" What? Thales was stunned. He resisted looking at the place where Catherine was looking, but he knew that it was the direction of Rolf. "Sorry, I don't understand what you are saying." He shook his head. Catherine groaned in pain, and then snorted and laughed. "Boy, come on, I know you are not an ordinary person: Rolf and that bad-tempered Wyya are both very respectful to you, and as for Chadway, he just called you 'sir'."

Thales raised his head and looked at Chadway who was cleaning and changing the equipment. The latter moved his eyebrows and did not dare to look up.

"Okay, he doesn't want to talk to me, I understand, but..."

Katherine, who got a short rest, sighed:

"Tell me, how has Rolf lived these years?"

Is Rolf living well?

Thales remembered his encounter with Rolf in prison, and looked at Phantom Blade calmly without answering.

Katherine understood something and smiled.

"So, it's not a coincidence that Rolf and his men appeared there, right? Including the fact that he saved my life."

She stared at Thales straightly:

"You, or your master, knew that something was going to happen to the Blood Bottle Gang, so you sent people to Ferg's territory in advance to go undercover. And you waited here, waiting for them to carry me back, who was about to die, as a pawn - tell me, who are you? Or who do you want to use me against?"

Tales frowned slightly.

"Blood Bottle Gang? Brotherhood? A certain big merchant group? Family feud? Political enemy? Kongming Palace? Or the second prince who came from the capital, who was tyrannical and powerful, and whose every move frightened the South Coast leader and suppressed the Emerald City so much that they dared not breathe?"

Chadway couldn't help but glance at the prince.

Tales was silent for a long time for this sentence.

Arrogant and domineering.

The power is overwhelming.

The leader of Nan'an was so frightened that he trembled.

The Emerald City was so overwhelmed that it didn't dare to breathe.

Well, the guy she was talking about...

Why don't I recognize him?

"No, no, no, no, maybe I want to be simple," Kathleen thought hard, her eyes solemn, "Were the recent losses and chaos of the Blood Bottle Gang also caused by you?"

All right.

It seems that there is no end to the brainstorming.

Thales could only sigh: "No."

Katherine stared at him for a long time, and finally smiled sadly:

"That's all, even if it is, it's meaningless. Just like Chad Wei said, the pain of others..."

She shook her head.

Thales looked at her with a complicated expression.

So, this is Rolf's former boss.

The one he risked his life to save.

Thales suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

"You know the man in black you met in the warehouse, right?" Thinking of this, the prince said in a deep voice, "Who is he?"

"An enemy."

"that's all?"

"if not."

"You know that Kevin Dill betrayed you, right?" Thales sighed, "You also know that they want your life?"

Lying on the stone platform, Kathleen suddenly opened her eyes.

"Very good. She is in much better condition. At least she is no longer struggling. You continue to talk to her and keep calm - what did you say?" Chadwei, who came back with the utensils and plates, reacted and his face changed drastically, "Who, who wants to Her life?"

"It's okay, Chad Wei," Thales smiled awkwardly, "I was just joking."

"real?"

"Go on, Chadway." Kathleen said coldly.

"but……"

"Do your surgery!" Kathleen roared.

Chad Wei shuddered slightly, lowered his head, and continued the operation.

"So, kid? You want to send me to Kongming Palace... ah... in exchange for Kevin Dill's reward?" Kathleen's eyes were provocative.

Thales looked at her.

"No, but I want to know why."

Thales' eyes were blazing: "What on earth did you do, or what did you do to mess up, so that the big shot in Kongming Palace made up his mind to replace you, even at the risk of the Blood Bottle Gang being in turmoil?" ?”

Chadwei, who took out a blade, suddenly raised his head and turned pale.

The two of them glanced at him, making him continue to lower his head in fear.

Katherine smiled, as if "it's true".

"Okay, let the master behind you come to see me, and I will tell him."

Thales frowned: "My master..."

"He is a big shot, extremely valuable, but I have no chance to see him?" Kathleen sneered, "I guessed it, but you know, the Kevin Deere family also says the same thing every time. Most of the time, I can only see him. His steward—until I was abandoned by them and ended up in this situation.”

There was hatred in Kathleen's eyes, and her gaze was like a knife:

"Your master, no matter what kind of big shot he is, is he any different from a tricolor iris?"

Thales only felt a headache.

He fell silent, Kathleen didn't speak either, and Chad Wei, who was focused on the operation, didn't dare to say a word.

For a moment, the only sounds around the stone platform were the sound of scissors and tweezers, mixed with groans and moans of pain from time to time.

"He didn't change his name."

Thales suddenly spoke, and Kathleen raised her head with difficulty.

"Teto is just a pseudonym and a code name, just like 'Ghost in the Wind'," Thales said with emotion. "In fact, from the past to the present, he still has the same name."

"Midela Rolfe."

Katherine was slightly startled.

But she immediately sneered:

"It seems that Rolf has followed a more powerful master."

"Wrong, I am not his master, no one is." Thales said solemnly.

"That's not what it looks like." Kathleen shook her head disdainfully.

"Well, Rolf did go to Fogg's territory to inquire about information." Thales turned to Rolf's corner, who looked here with complicated eyes, "But in fact, I don't know what will happen there." I don’t know what will happen, and I don’t know that you will go, let alone that you will be betrayed by your own people and completely defeated.”

Katherine groaned and gritted her teeth.

"So, I didn't order him to rescue you. On the contrary, I told him to put his own safety first. As for other things, whether it's intelligence or interests, it doesn't matter."

Kathleen's eyes moved.

Thales sighed:

"But he still did it, and still chose to take the risk and rush out to save you, even though Rolf knew that facing so many enemies, including the man in black, he had no chance of winning."

Katherine snorted and said nothing.

But her eyebrows were getting tighter and tighter.

"To be honest, I don't know why he did this. Is it an unforgettable friendship or a repayment of kindness? Or is it just a pure sense of justice? Or is it just impulsive..."

【Are you willing to die for me? 】

"Maybe not," Kathleen said suddenly, her tone urgent, "He may just, just, just think I will be useful to you, after all, he once knew the Blood Bottle Gang."

Thales silently looked at the desperate Phantom Blade in front of him and smiled.

"Maybe. But actually I want to say that this is not bad," Thales smiled brightly, "because I believe that at that moment, Rolf made his own choice."

"Not anyone else's."

Chadwei pulled out a blade again, causing Kathleen's eyes to tremble.

Thales raised his head and looked at the dark tunnel:

"He's his partner. Ha, I might want to beat him up."

Kathleen closed her eyes.

"Of course, as for whether it's worth it for him to do this..."

Thales chuckled and shook his head.

"Well, it's not for me to comment."

Clang.

Another bloody blade fell into the iron plate.

"Young man, you don't actually have a master behind you, right?"

Thales frowned.

This time, Kathleen's voice was particularly tired.

"And your age...ah, I understand, because you are him."

Kathleen raised her eyelids, breathing weakly.

"The big man who terrifies the Emerald City and makes Zhan Kelvindir jealous," her eyes slowly changed when she looked at Thales, just like her unknowingly changing tone. "Only you can be so special, so free and open-minded, because this is the privilege you were born with."

"Privilege?" Thales was confused for a while.

Kathleen closed her eyes tightly and smiled bitterly.

"Because the loyalty and friendship of others are just ancestral things that should be taken for granted for people like you. They are everywhere and easily available."

"It's different from us ants who grew up in smelly ditches and relied on fighting each other to survive."

Thales was stunned for a while.

The loyalty of others…

A natural heirloom...

At that moment, he thought of his Star Lake Guards.

I remember when they bowed to me and addressed me as Your Highness.

But at that moment, he seemed to understand something when he looked at Kathleen whose lips were trembling.

He began to understand Rolf's actions.

"You, my lord, would you be kind enough to tell him for me?"

Thales raised his head.

Katherine was seen silently looking at the dark top of the tunnel.

"Rolfe didn't want to talk to me, but, but," Kathleen looked tired, "that day, that day I didn't let him go to Red Square Street to die."

Hongfang Street.

Thales was silent.

"I just...it was...an accident."

Clang.

Another blade, mixed with flesh and blood, fell into the iron plate.

But Kathleen just frowned slightly.

After a few seconds, Thales sighed.

"You know, it's not that he doesn't want to talk to you."

Kathleen's eyes moved.

"In fact, He has spoken to you, but you haven't learned to listen yet."

Thales said softly:

"Just like before."

The seriously injured Phantom Blade couldn't help but be startled.

Thales smiled and shook his head, tightening the restraints again.

For a few minutes, there was silence before and after the stone platform.

"Lausanne."

Catherine's voice came, making Thales raise his head in confusion:

"What?"

The Phantom Blade's expression was gloomy and his tone was weak.

"No one knows the real name of the man in black you asked about," she said with fear on her face, "but more than ten years ago, starting from Boss Turnbull, we all called him Lausanne II."

Thales thought:

"Lausanne? II?"

It's a weird nickname, like "Meteor II", but...

Kathleen's eyes were in trance:

"He was the former Turnbull gang leader's most trusted bodyguard, the fiercest thug, the sharpest sword, and the most terrifying killer. He was dedicated to cleaning up traitors and dissenters for Turnbull and destroying enemies and opponents."

"The strongest among the Blood Bottle Gang."

Bodyguards, thugs, swordsmen, killers...

The most powerful realm.

Thales gradually frowned as he heard this:

"This Lausanne, what is his origin?"

Katherine shook her head laboriously.

"Except for Turnbull himself, no one in the gang knows his origins. I guess this was Turnbull's intention to maintain the mystery of Lausanne and scare us, the unruly bosses of superpowers who are entrenched in all parties. We, but..."

"but what?"

"But he should be dead!"

Katherine's tone became panicked:

"I always thought that Lausanne and the Turnbull gang had died in the abandoned house on that rainy night more than ten years ago..."

Thales' color changed slightly.

"Died in..."

At that moment, Kathleen's face showed deep fear:

"...in the hand of the black sword."

Clang.

Chadwei finally took out the last blade and collapsed to the ground sweating profusely.