Kingdom’s Bloodline

The air is burning.

Burning his heart and lungs.

[Xiao Li... you... you are still... still alive...]

The dying voice of the senior sister was like a clear spring, calling Li back from the hellish nightmare in the boundless heat.

He still remembered that in that real nightmare, he was walking at the end of the team, following his master and master, senior brothers and sisters, and many various master craftsmen. It seemed that he had no hesitation, but in fact he was uneasy. Enter the terrifying and magnificent giant anti-demon forge.

[King Xuan of the Chen Dynasty surrendered to Wang Ban, and he betrayed the "Legendary Plan"...]

[The monsters will find us sooner or later...]

[Jianhu City failed... the furnace exploded... it's a holy day, my daughter and son-in-law are both inside...]

[Sighing that the camp at the foot of the mountain has been lost, there is no news from hundreds of thousands of troops, and the No. 6 furnace in Xiongjun City is probably gone...]

Also accompanying him were the dwarf princes and forging masters from Shackles City, the ancient elf craftsmen and spellcasters from the ancient sacred tree, the old masters and senior scholars from the Three Towers, and countless named craftsmen. Some were silent, while others were whispering to each other. .

[Besides us, how many furnaces are left? 】

【There should be not many left...】

[If the legendary plan cannot succeed...]

He remembered the dense spells and formations in the anti-demon forge, which were hypnotic and strange.

He remembered that people had arranged their formations, positions, and rotations. They were orderly and the atmosphere was sad.

He watched in horror as the mages who tried their best to maintain the magic circle sweated, suffered from heat stroke, fell into coma, fell to the ground, burned, and turned into mummies in the bright red field of vision.

He remembered that the master's whole body was on fire, but he still swung the forging hammer unswervingly. The hammer was powerful, until the demonic fire in the furnace overflowed like life, the master's figure disappeared in the flames, and the iron bones became Charcoal, flesh and blood turned to ashes...

He remembered that opposite his master, the unknown elf craftsman seemed to be unaware and continued to smash the hammer without selflessness until the flames also swallowed him up.

He remembered that the master stepped forward to take over in mourning, and resolutely swung the hammer in the blazing flames that could not withstand even the advanced tempering magic and fire-avoiding charms, insulation materials and fire-resistant armor.

Forge soldiers with life.

Of course, what he will never forget the most is that in the increasingly unbearable heat, he, the youngest disciple in Mingyang Sword House, was completely frightened after seeing his master turn into ashes.

[No, it’s too hot. Let me take a breath and cool down. Brother, cool down...]

He lost his mind, threw the vow of determination before leaving behind, and fled in the suffocating heat.

he.

he!

[Sorry, I'll be back in a moment, I swear, just take a breath...]

The excruciating pain of burning skin made him throw himself at the locked door, beat it wildly, and begged all the adults and gods he could.

【Let me out! I beg you! Let me go out...get out...]

Countless looks in the anti-magic furnace were thrown at him, including disappointment, intolerance, anger, and numbness. But soon, everyone returned to their places amidst the scoldings, chanting curses, blowing wind, or Feeding, or swinging the hammer...

He was left alone with his feeble slapping and hoarse wails.

Until someone tapped him on the shoulder.

【Xiao Li...】

Wearing cast armor, her skin was also red from being burned, and her hair was curled up. The fourth senior sister was standing behind him as she was dying, and she managed a smile.

Facing his desperate pleading eyes, she moved quickly, twisting the complicated three-layer machine lock continuously, and opened the door a crack.

He also pushed him out of the door, dazed in despair and shock.

【Who opened the door! 】

[Oops, the body has cooled down! It's taking shape! 】

[No, if this continues it will just be an ordinary anti-demon weapon! 】

【close the door! 】

【Heat up quickly! 】

The cool air hit his face and he stumbled

He fell to the ground outside the door and looked back blankly.

In the red light that filled the room, she, the senior sister who usually cared for him the most, glanced at him through the crack in the door.

Leave the last smile.

Unlike what he expected, the smile was both gratifying and tolerant.

No blame intended.

The door slammed shut.

[Macintosh’s fire is not enough! 】

[Enable backup fire! 】

[No, the temperature that magic can control has reached its limit, and adding more will cause source mutual repulsion! 】

[We can delay mutual exclusion, for example, as an additional anti-balance method, we have to use light and shadow spells, and let the nerds from the Red Corner Tower come...]

[Or like the alien descending spell, which temporarily causes the law to fail, first allowing the heat to stop flowing to the low temperature... Hey, from the war tower! Try Elber's formation jamming! 】

【No, not enough! Blood Thorn said that what the new anti-demon armed forces want to achieve is neither to delay the return to balance nor to lose control of the law, but to go deep into the source! Otherwise, we will not be able to withstand and deconstruct the magic power of Macintosh...]

【Can't understand! You bunch of damn mages are talking human language! 】

In the astonished eyes of the guard outside the door, he finally realized what he was doing and threw himself at the door again, tears welling up in his eyes.

not like this.

no.

He didn't want to run away, he was just too hot and wanted to take a breath...

I just felt dizzy for a moment...

no……

[Master Ruiya is gone, the next one will take over! 】

【Not enough manpower! 】

[Let me do it, enough dwarves have died today...]

Outside the door, he cried hoarsely, and soon he couldn't see clearly what was happening in front of him.

But he could still hear the sound of the forging hammer in the anti-magic furnace behind the gate, over and over again, solid and powerful.

[We shouldn’t use the fire left by Macintosh’s monster, but listen to Obelisk and use dragon flames! 】

[Where can I tie a dragon's head on your head at this time? 】

【No time to regret! On top! 】

[I...can't feel...my hand...quickly, take over from me...]

[This forging hammer doesn’t work anymore, replace it! 】

[Backup fire takes effect! 】

[The temperature is heating up much faster than expected, updated spells and spells! We can't get burned so quickly! 】

The quarrels between the masters and the craftsmen were as harsh and unpleasant as his cries.

Until the last hammer fell.

clang!

The anti-demon forge exploded.

Pour thousands of flames into the air.

Wrap him up.

On the streets of the Emerald City, Li broke away from the entanglement of "evil whispers" and suddenly opened his eyes!

Bathed in blazing fire, he marched step by step towards the trembling Lausanne II.

"A vampire reborn from the ashes..."

The Houllier boy murmured his pitiful hearsay:

"...This is the only one."

Li clenched his fists.

But they don't know.

have no idea.

The flames extinguished on his body, revealing the red-roasted skin and muscles. The vampire's self-healing mechanism immediately began to operate, producing muscle, forming scars, and expelling dead skin...

They didn't know that what he broke free from was just his superpower.

What cannot be escaped is a nightmare.

[Xiao Li...you...you are still...still alive...so good...]

In the nightmare, he woke up after being severely burned, climbed out of the ruins with difficulty, opened the corpses that were not humanoid, and finally touched the hand of the fourth senior sister by the still-hot stove.

She was already covered in darkness, had no human shape, her speech was incoherent, and she was dying.

But the senior sister's hands are still solid and powerful.

[Send, send, send the body to Feng Shuai’s tent...]

Although those pairs were rough, they had been honed many times. They once held him in the sword.

Big hands running up and down the hut.

[There is still one step to go...the twins of destiny...know how to do it...]

And that piece of gold, as cold as ice, it should have been a sword, but because the edge was twisted, it looked more like a saber...

Knife blank.

Hundreds of years later in the Emerald City, Li was walking on the street. He shook his head slightly, and the horrific burn scars on his head and face gradually peeled off, revealing new skin.

After a while, Li's skin became smooth again and her facial features were straight.

Only the armor on his body, even if it was made of special heat-resistant materials, was burnt black and charred.

"Executioner... Red Wing..."

"Not an ordinary blacksmith..."

"The Forger..."

Li looked coldly at Lausanne II and Yannick in front of him, watching them express their fear of him.

But no one knows better than him that it is not a resurrection from the ashes at all.

And he... wasn't even a billet maker at all.

He is never immune to fire and can be harmed by heat as well.

Every time he awakened his powers, the burns and scorching pain he endured when he was in the center of the fire were excruciating and never stopped for a moment.

What he is good at is patience.

Endure the heat, endure the flames, endure the burning, endure every minute and every second they wreak havoc on you.

And most importantly - endure the nightmare.

In the nightmare that year, he escaped from the anti-magic furnace and was tortured to death by the blazing furnace fire.

So, as a price...

He has to endure the eternal punishment of fire over and over again in reality, in an endless life.

That's all.

"You didn't show this when you executed me at the Hill of Pain."

Lausanne II, who was seriously injured, said helplessly.

"Because it's not necessary," Yannick stared at Li cautiously. "He hopes that you will resist more fiercely when you are 'executed' and kill fewer political opponents from the other six families in order to stabilize the rule of the Blood Sea Throne. By the way, Return to the Kingdom of Stars to use your remaining energy - like now. "

How can I be willing to kill you?

Li said nothing.

"So," Lausanne II looked defeated, "I am the fool who was fooled?"

Just like before.

Nothing has changed.

Yannick shrugged:

"Don't be discouraged. Li is the sword used by King Nightwing to eliminate dissidents. He is well versed in internal fighting, coercion and use, and playing hard to get. He has been used to it for hundreds of years-"

Li suddenly turned his head and looked at Yannick.

"Oh, Earl Li," Yannick stopped immediately. He glanced at the scorched marks on the ground and took a step back naturally, "He is yours. I am convinced without any hesitation."

But he narrowed his eyes.

"Congratulations, the key to the dispute in the Emerald City has now fallen into your hands." He regained his graceful demeanor, "I believe you can fight for more benefits for the Kingdom of Darkness and your queen..."

Yannick changed his tone:

"Instead of just running an errand in the infighting in the Star Kingdom?"

Li frowned at first, then his expression changed and he snorted disdainfully.

"Stop your disgusting tricks, junior."

"I'm not using my powers," Yannick raised his hands with an innocent look on his face, "I'm just telling the truth."

Having said this, Yannick smiled slightly:

"But you hesitated just now, right?"

Li didn't answer.

"winter!"

The sound of deliberately aggravated footsteps interrupted Yannick.

Li and Yannick both shuddered and turned their heads.

Heavy footsteps slowly approached - it was a swordsman wearing an armored stomach.

"So, this is the vampire killer who has the whole city terrified?"

Li and Yannick looked at each other

Eye.

"It doesn't seem as scary as they said?"

The knight walked towards Lausanne II step by step, ignoring the charred Li and the two vampires covered in blood.

Li did not respond, while Yannick was elated and looked surprised:

"Ah, it turns out to be Captain Seychelles of the Emerald Legion!"

Seychelles hummed softly in response, and then focused his eyes on the killer on the ground.

For something like this, they actually have to work hard and warn them from top to bottom to be careful about their abilities. Prince Thales is too cautious.

"I thought you were guarding the nobles in Kongming Palace," Yannick rolled his eyes, "I just don't know whose order you are following..."

"You're under arrest, vampire."

Yannick suddenly choked.

Seychelles glanced at the two of them deliberately, then snorted and looked at the dying Lausanne II on the ground: "Of course, I am talking about him - the killer, in the name of His Highness Thales.

Listening to the other party's malicious pun, Yannick frowned slightly and remained motionless.

Lausanne II listened to their conversation with an expressionless face and a sad heart.

Even with such swordsmanship and an immortal body...

After all, he still failed to kill the high sentry tower.

And the people on the tower, whether it was the prince or everyone else, were still the same as before, just by moving their fingers, they easily drowned him with the blood and lives of countless people.

And his sword.

Lausanne II closed his eyes and slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

"Then, I'm going to take away the prisoners now. You two guests who like to walk around at night, please do as you please." Seychelles said softly.

Yannick raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at Li, who was expressionless.

Li didn't move at all, only his eyes flickered slightly.

Seychelles was not in a hurry, just quietly waiting for the reaction of the two vampires, and his right hand passed over the hilt of the sword intentionally or unintentionally.

The atmosphere between the three of them became tense around the felon lying on the ground.

At this moment, the three people present all shuddered and turned to look to the other side.

Another figure with a sword behind his back appeared at the other end of the street, slowly walking towards them.

"That's..." Yannick wondered.

"Cassian?"

Seychelles saw the person coming clearly and frowned:

"Are you here too? Then who will guard the two of you in Kongming Palace?"

Cassian smiled.

"Don't forget, Seychelles, Prince Thales asked us to stay in the palace and "take care of" the two young masters Kevin Dill," Knight Cassian looked at the vampire killer who had lost his right arm and was charred all over, with complicated eyes. "Isn't it just to guard against the person in front of you?"

Several people in the field were stunned.

After a few seconds.

"So it turns out that the two extreme knights are here because His Highness is strategizing and setting up a dragnet in advance!"

Yannick suddenly became upright and looked at Li Leng:

"Lest some people fish in troubled waters and interfere with it!"

Li was speechless in response.

Seychelles snorted.

Cassian ignored the subtle confrontation between them and just slowly walked towards Lausanne II on the ground.

"You certainly don't know me, knight," he sighed, "but I remember you."

The two vampire guests were intrigued by these words and looked at each other.

Seychelles has always acted decisively and wanted to end the work as soon as possible, but for some reason, at this moment, he was uncharacteristically curious:

"You? Do you know this *** killer?"

Cassian smiled slightly and said nothing.

The bruised Lausanne II struggled to open his eyes.

Who is this?

"In that year's election, a certain mysterious knight with a hidden face passed the test in front of everyone's astonishment, won all the way to the finals, and was defeated in front of His Highness Horace." Cassian said softly.

Open your mouth.

The two vampires looked at each other.

No.

Lausanne II trembled slightly and his eyes flashed:

That's not a pity for defeat.

Not even a move.

"At that time, I was still a dandy boy, mixed in with the bustling crowd, and saw the elegance of knights' jousting for the first time." Cassian looked down at his palms with sadness, "So after that, I became A knight."

knight?

Lausanne II smiled sarcastically upon hearing this:

"the wrong decision making."

"Yeah, so he finally came back to inherit the family business." Seychelles snorted.

Cassian shook his head, ignoring his old friend's sarcasm.

"So, when many years later, another mysterious knight appeared at the election, I remembered: it's you, knight."

"I'm not a knight."

Lausanne II sneered and denied it.

He did kill a lot of knights.

Yannick suddenly said: "According to you, he won the election to the end, so he should have both fame and fortune and a bright future? But why did he end up like this..."

"That's enough," Seychelles interrupted impatiently, "that's enough nonsense."

"Oh, sorry, old friend," Cassian came back to his senses and smiled apologetically, "I don't know why, but I'm feeling a little emotional today."

He looked at the gloomy Lausanne II and felt emotion in his heart:

Perhaps it was because he witnessed the collapse of his childhood idol, or perhaps because he witnessed the final fall of an honorary knight?

Only Li suddenly turned his head and glanced at Yannick, who looked innocent and stretched his neck to watch the excitement.

Seychelles snorted disdainfully. He drew out his long sword and pointed the tip of the sword at Lausanne II, who had lost the ability to resist:

"Very good, let me chop off this monster's limbs first - oh, only three limbs are left - for safety..."

"I'm sorry," Cassian sighed.

"...Then according to what the prince said, we will escort him back to Kongming Palace one after another. There is a specially prepared cage there to guard against his supernatural powers..."

"You can't take him away."

"Just in case other people try to do something wrong in the middle -" Seychelles reacted, stopped immediately, and looked at his old friend in confusion: "What?"

With full apology, Cassian smiled gently and stopped in front of Lausanne II naturally:

"I'm sorry, Seychelles, but he can't come back to Kongming Palace with you."

Seychelles took several seconds to understand this sentence, and his expression changed slightly after he realized it:

"are you serious?"

Li, who was watching, looked at Yannick again, who spread his hands and shrugged innocently.

Uh-huh.

In response, Cassian also drew his sword, smiling haggardly.

Seychelles' expression turned completely cold.

"Listen, Prince Thales said," he looked at his old friend in front of him and gently turned his wrist, "take Federico's dog lock back to the Kongming Palace, and Master Zhan's innocence will be proven. Jade The city's crisis has resolved itself and everything is back to normal."

normal?

Lausanne II on the ground sneered.

Look around you, and then look at the Beimen Bridge. Do you call this normal?

"And you believe what he said?" Cassian responded.

"Of course I don't believe it," Seychelles' eyes changed, and the sword in his hand flickered, "That's why I'm here in case anyone - whether it's the prince, Master Federico, or anyone else who wants to see The unlucky careerist in the Emerald City - what kind of tricks are he playing when arresting criminals to prevent the Emerald City from returning to order? "

"I see." Cassian murmured and nodded.

Otherwise, do you know how to be an official better than me?

"But I didn't expect that it was you," Seychelles said coldly, "Is it because you saw this vampire contest many years ago and missed the old relationship? Or, after the prince and I left, you went to see Fei Fei in private. virtue

Master Rico, were you persuaded by him? "

"No, I just have to..."

Before he finished speaking, Seychelles' long sword was like a spiritual snake spitting out a message and shooting out with lightning!

At the critical moment, Cassian turned around to avoid, and at the same time, the sword blade in his hand rotated to meet his opponent.

clang!

The two were instantly separated.

"The "Rose" lineage of the Terminator Tower faced off against the "Snake Sect" mercenaries on the Eastern Continent Grasslands." Lausanne II, who was watching, spit out a mouthful of blood and sneered, "Is there a more boring style showdown in the world than this? "

However, Cassian sighed, said nothing, and still stopped in front of Lausanne II.

Instead, Seychelles lowered his head and frowned at his sword.

He was off target.

In the past, this attack should have at least forced the opponent away from the target.

"Wow, you two, you have something to talk about," Yannick said with a worried look on his face, "Why do we have to fight in the same room?"

I don't know how many times, Li looked at Yannick thoughtfully.

"That's enough, stop!"

Everyone turned back at the same time:

Prince Thales appeared on the street and came here surrounded by everyone.

Everyone present frowned.

"Very good," Lausanne II smiled weakly, "the big shot finally stepped down from the tower."

What greeted him was Cassian's merciless blow to the hilt.

When the nobles arrived, the two vampires (perhaps out of the habit of escaping from the world) moved to both sides. Seychelles turned around and saluted without hesitation, and even Cassian, who was blocking Lausanne II, nodded in greeting.

"Is this the result of a group of you who carefully rounded up?"

Thales couldn't understand the situation in front of him, so he held back his anger and asked:

"Captain Seychelles, what's going on?"

Seychelles paused and turned around.

"I'm confused too," he asked in a deep voice, "Why, Cassian?"

Cassian smiled, but before he could speak, another voice responded before him:

"because I."

Everyone changed their colors again.

Because following this female voice, another figure stepped out of the darkness behind Cassian and came to the crowd.

At that moment, Thales' eyes widened and he exclaimed:

"Xilai?"

I saw Miss Hilary Kevin Deere, wearing a smart traveling outfit, stepping onto the land of the new suburbs, looking at everyone coldly.

Mallos, Huaiya, Conmuto... There was a commotion among the guards behind Thales.

Seychelles couldn't help but say:

"Miss Xilai?"

Li remained silent, but Yannick was very interested:

"Ah, I didn't expect that."

Facing everyone's gaze, Xilai sneered and stared straight at Thales:

"Do you really think that if you lay a trap here to hunt for a killer, I won't get any news, Thales?"

Thales looked at Xilai and then at Cassian beside her. His expression changed several times after understanding.

"Very good," Thales took a deep breath and smiled a little reluctantly, "Then let us catch him together, Xilai."

Xilai narrowed his eyes and raised his voice:

"Oh, we?"

Thales sighed.

"Listen, this killer has a hunting list... In short, he is Federico's pawn to influence the Emerald City, and he is also the cause of Zhan's arrest. As long as he is caught, the situation will be clear, and we can To resolve the deadlock between Zhan and Federico, who are threatening each other..."

He took a step forward and said as sincerely as possible:

"Believe me, this is also helping Zhan En get out of trouble as soon as possible..."

"Or help you." Xilai said coldly.

Thales was startled when he heard this: "What?"

Xilai looked back at the dying killer. When he looked back again, his eyes became helpless.

Sharper than:

"Since no one can interfere from the sidelines, whether it is to sentence Fede to treason or to sentence Zhan to illegal usurpation of the throne, it will be decided by you, right?"

These words made Thales stunned, and also made Seychelles and others think deeply.

"Xilai, what I did..." Thales couldn't believe it.

"I see through it. You think you are considering everyone, but in the final analysis," Xilai sneered, "the only person you want to help is yourself, or your own so-called ideal."

Thales felt his heart shake.

He wanted to retort, but was speechless.

"No, none of us want to see the Emerald City shed blood," he tried to collect his words in shock, "on this matter, we should be allies."

"Then in the council hall, why don't you let me be the city lord?"

Thales was speechless for a moment.

"We are no longer allies," Xilai rejected him unceremoniously. "From the day you rejected my cooperation proposal - you can't be with someone who is full of lies, deceptive, intent on manipulating you, and misleading you. , and sooner or later you will betray your cooperation with the liar, let alone your alliance, remember?"

Thales's heart was empty.

Behind him, Waiya sighed.

If I had known that day, I would have persisted to the end and forced Your Highness to apologize to her!

Yannick shook his head on the side: Young man!

"I know, Xilai, I know that after so many things, I can't trust you, but at least," Thales tried to calm down, regain his senses, and keep up with the other person's thoughts, "at least we can't let this guy continue. Killed."

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"Tales," she said softly, but her words gradually became more serious later on, "I heard that you are known as the North Star. You are very majestic and powerful no matter in Longxiao City or Yongxing City. Even His Majesty is afraid of you? "

These words were so sinister that Thales' eyelids twitched and he couldn't help but clenched his fists.

"I admire you so much," Xilai's smile continued, and she applauded pretending to be a sheep, "so I decided to learn more from you."

After Xilai finished speaking, everyone was puzzled.

But they will soon have no more doubts,

The next second, under everyone's surprised eyes, she smiled, but then she naturally pulled out a dagger and put it against her throat.

Thales's eyes suddenly widened!

What?

"In the name of the female heiress of the Emerald City, Cecilia Cavendier," Xilai smiled like a flower, but her words made people shudder. "Anyone who blocks me tonight will bear the blood debt of the family and will be an iris forever. Dead enemy."

Seeing this scene, the people present made a commotion, and the insiders of the Star Lake Guards had even more complicated emotions.

Thales felt dizzy and had to take a deep breath.

"Cassian!"

Seeing that things were out of control, Seychelles couldn't help but said angrily:

"It's about my master's life. As a subordinate, why don't you do nothing?"

Cassian looked at the mistress and wanted to say something, but finally sighed.

However, Xilai urged coldly:

"Cassian."

Knight Cassian hesitated for a moment, turned around, buckled Lausanne II's collar, and dragged him away.

The already helpless killer didn't resist. He just stared at Xilai in a daze, his face full of disbelief.

The Star Lake guards subconsciously wanted to step forward to stop them, but...

"Who dares to move!"

Xilai shouted sternly, still holding the dagger to his neck, and stopped in front of Cassian, staring at everyone on the opposite side.

Thales gritted his teeth and said:

"Xilai!"

Xilai turned to him and smiled maliciously, showing contempt.

This scene made Thales stare angrily and clenched his fists.

He turned slightly sideways and lowered his voice:

"Earl Li, Yang, your family is famous for its agility and quick movements. I don't know..."

Li was expressionless and didn't respond.

"You might as well give it a try," Yannick agreed happily, but when he looked at Xilai with a determined look on his face, he changed the subject, "But if something happens, who is responsible? Who is the enemy of Iris? The one who did it? Or the one who instigated it?”

The others all frowned.

Thales's fists clenched tighter.

Not long after, Cassian and Lausanne II disappeared into the mist.

Wait, fog?

Many people reacted, looked around, and were all surprised: There was a fierce battle on Beimen Bridge all night, and when did there be so much fog?

Block vision and hinder tracking.

It's so weird.

In the mist, Xilai's smile became even brighter.

"Very good, very obedient," she said softly, "It's best not to let anyone follow you. I have a way of knowing."

Thales took a deep breath and swallowed all the irrational emotions back into his stomach.

"Okay, Xilai," the prince said solemnly, "what do you want?"

When Xilai heard this, he didn't let go of the dagger in his hand and looked at him deeply.

"You know what I want, Thales, you've always known it," Ms. Kevin Deere said with complicated eyes, "Then, now it's your turn to choose."

Her expression turned serious and her voice changed:

"Bad, or worse?"

Teresa suddenly became angry:

"you--"

"There's no rush," Xilai interrupted him confidently, with a strange smile, "I have plenty of time."

She turned around and glanced at everyone.

"Just remember: now, you own the terminally ill Emerald City..."

Xilai said coldly:

"And I have the elixir to save the Emerald City."

Thales' expression changed.

After saying that, Xilai didn't let go, just turned around and walked onto the streets of the new suburb.

"Cecilia!"

Thales couldn't help but said.

But Xilai acted resolutely and did not look back, let alone respond.

She just walked towards the thick fog in the distance step by step.

Looking at Miss Kevin Deere's back, the nervous Wyatt swallowed his throat and walked behind Thales:

"Your Highness, should we..."

Mallos next to him slapped him hard, choking Huaiya's words in his mouth.

Everyone looked at Thales.

But the prince's expression was tangled and his mood was messy. He just stared blankly at Xi's retreating figure without responding.

Seeing this situation, everyone reacted differently.

But without the prince's order, no one dared to act rashly.

Until Xilai completely disappeared in the early morning fog.

Only the surprised eyes of everyone were left.

And the slightly trembling fists of Duke Xinghu.

There was an unsettling silence. Thales exhaled slowly and turned around.

"Clean up the mess, return to the palace, and report," he gritted his teeth, his voice trembling, "t everyone."

Everyone just woke up from a dream and obeyed the order.

Many people walked past Duke Xinghu, who suppressed his anger and bowed his head in silence. They were trembling and did not dare to say anything.

Even Huaiya didn't dare to ask the prince, "What about the extra dinner we agreed on tonight?"

"I'll give you a piece of advice, Count Li."

Yannick carefully floated past Li and spoke softly, as weak as a mosquito: "If you lose this round, you will definitely find your place elsewhere..."

"Don't mess with him these days."