Kingdom’s Bloodline

Rolf, the former star of hope of the Blood Bottle Gang, the only super master among the Twelve Xeons, experienced hell and despair, and finally reunited with Thales a month later.

"Congratulations, you've managed to survive after all," Thales nodded with a smile, "I didn't lose to this damned world."

Rolf trembled slightly, opened his mouth suddenly, his bloody throat trembled slightly, but he could only utter a murmur of unknown meaning.

He also knew that he couldn't say anything now.

Facing such a situation, Thales didn't know how to react for a while.

"It's okay, what do you want to say..." He scratched his head: "Just write it down with a pen."

Rolf's eyes dimmed.

"We tried," Gilbert sighed. "He can't read - he can't even write his own name except numbers."

Hearing this, Rolf closed his eyes in low self-esteem, and lowered his head even lower.

Thales was a little embarrassed.

He almost forgot that Rolf was a gangster, and Thales, who had been a beggar, knew that most people who would join gangs had unfortunate encounters, and were begging for life in illegal activities every day. Little opportunity for a decent education.

But at the next moment, under Thales' surprised gaze, Rolf gritted his teeth, leaned on crutches with difficulty, lowered his mutilated body, and turned towards the short and thin Thales...

I bow deeply.

Thales sighed:

"Okay, your thank you, I actually received it."

Rolf raised his head, trembling, and looked at Thales.

"What are your plans for the future? Is there any other place to go? I don't really suggest that you go back to the Blood Bottle Gang..."

Rolf trembled slightly.

Return to the blood bottle gang? Back to Big Sister... Back to Catherine's subordinates?

He looked at his legs, showing pain.

Moreover, there is Nekla...

Thinking of the enemy who stabbed him in the back, Rolf's eyes shot sharply.

A few seconds later, Rolf exhaled with his ability and shook his head sadly.

Thales looked at him fixedly.

"Okay," the traverser smiled, "Then you can stay with me for now... I should be able to support you."

Rolf's eyes lit up.

This boy...in addition to being his savior, he also has a lot of background...

"Gilbert," Thales turned his head and looked at Count Casso, "How long is it before we leave for Exeter?"

"It depends on the contact time of Raven to Dragon Clouds City, at least three days," Gilbert said with a smile, "at most one week, Your Highness."

"Should be enough."

Thales nodded, and then he looked at Rolf:

"In the past few days, during the day, you can come to my study."

Rolf showed a surprised expression.

There was a smile on the face of the boy who had always been confident and optimistic and asked him to choose "relief or struggle" in a desperate predicament:

"I'll teach you how to read and, by the way, how to speak with gestures."

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Thirty-one-year-old Gennard, the captain of the city defense department of Dongcheng District Police Department, collapsed in the dungeon of Mancao Manor, panting heavily.

He was covered with bruises and was bound by heavy chains, unable to move.

But there was a voice in his heart telling him that he must never...never open his mouth.

No matter how the subordinates of these great nobles tortured and beat him, no matter how they threatened and lured him...

No matter how much they wanted to know, what was the origin of the cavalry that appeared outside the Mancao Manor in Dongcheng District that night,

He had to grit his teeth.

After the state meeting, Genard relieved the task of maintaining order in Xingju Square, and only in the next morning,

His superior brought a group of security officers to Dongcheng District, where he was on duty.

In front of him and all his soldiers, the superior read out Genard's crime: he was reported for taking bribes while on duty in the East District.

Genard sighed immediately.

It's not because this is a false accusation, but because, in Dongcheng District, it has long been a recognized custom and custom to collect tips from nobles. Every soldier of the city defense team, and even the police officers, will collect such tips. Well, the police department also knows it well—they will take a commission every time, and get oil and water—this is the only extra money that Genard can get for his meager-paid team members.

Why, alone will be reported? His soldiers were also shocked.

But Genard, who has been in Dongcheng District for nearly twelve years, how could he not know——he probably offended a big shot.

With ten security officers staring at him, Genard had only time to treasure and maintain himself for twelve years. The sword that he was reluctant to part with—it was the sword that the Duke of Xinghu looked at him after he retreated in the Walla Corridor. Unarmed, so he unwrapped the gift handed to him ("Take this for the flour in your hand, because of you, at least we have a good meal to eat." - John Duke), with nine pointed The emblem of the star - handed it to a young man in the team who he was most optimistic about, he was locked with his hands and feet, covered his head, put on a carriage, and came to a manor.

The carriage turns around, but Genard has patrolled the Dongcheng District for more than ten years. When he was a soldier, he did not lose the habit of observing and recording roads in the Starlight Legion. How could he not recognize it? This is him. The vine manor of the Calvin Dill family, which is patrolled three times a day?

A group of people who looked like they were soldiers tortured Genard for two full days.

For nothing else.

Just to ask, that group of cavalry, that group of cavalry who broke into Dongcheng District at night, and may even break into the Calvin Dill's Vinegrass Manor...

What is it about.

But Genard couldn't tell.

He can't say.

For nothing else.

Just for that group of cavalry, they... come from the Canxing royal family under the banner of Nine Pointed Star.

That is John's nine-pointed star, the nine-pointed star of the Duke of Xinghu, the nine-pointed star of the Starlight Legion, and the nine-pointed star that the ignorant Genard once fought and fought tirelessly under his banner.

How many of his comrades are there!

Twelve years ago, he wandered numbly on the land ravaged by war, in the cold, hunger, pain, and suffering, he saw murder, arson, rape, and robbery every day in a daze.

Until Genard entered the city stupidly, and at the moment of being dizzy from hunger, he walked towards the conscription office ignorantly.

Until I met the Duke, the humorous, confident, optimistic, and approachable Duke of Xinghu, and his Starlight Legion.

A nineteen-year-old peasant boy who was often bullied, stupid, and unable to survive, learned unity and cooperation for the first time, learned selfless sacrifice for the first time, and was recognized and appreciated for the first time. It was the first time he was taught to read and write, the first time he raised his sword and shouted for victory, the first time he sang around the bonfire, and the first time he made up his mind to die for his comrades.

Also, for the first time, he realized that there are more important things in the world than having enough food and living.

There, he felt more like a human being than a savage beast who only cared about feeding.

His Excellency's Starlight Legion and his personal guards are his home, his destination, his everything, the place where he thought he would fight his whole life in the future.

Until the tragedy of Suodala, until the shameful and hateful betrayal, until the despicable sneak attack, until the cowardly and lowly backstabbing.

Until the Duke lay peacefully among all his personal guards, amidst the remorseful and angry cries of the entire legion, he warned them to "take care of themselves", then smiled with tears and closed his eyes for a long time.

It's all their fault, the fault of their pro-guards, the sin of their pro-guards.

If we had found out sooner...if I had reacted sooner...the duke wouldn't have...our family wouldn't have...

Therefore, when the soldiers of the noble family insulted, questioned, beat and threatened him disdainfully, and asked Genard to tell the identity of the cavalry who also belonged to the nine-pointed star.

Genard felt that his own tenacity, gritting his teeth, responding in silence, even being bruised all over his body, and dying—all were a kind of atonement.

At least in this way, it can make his heart feel better after twelve years of guilt, remorse, and self-blame, and allow him to repay some guilt and regret for the twelve years of lifelessness and insensitivity.

This is all for the "home" he used to be, for the duty of the Duke's personal guard that he always remembers even though he is no longer there.

"My master just wants to confirm something," the gray-haired old man calmly asked him again outside the prison door:

"As for the identities of those cavalrymen—that's all, I swear on my master's honor that he is not going to do harm to those cavalrymen."

Genard gritted his teeth.

"Who will see your persistence? Similarly, no one will see your weakness. Just give us a little information—even a little bit, and no one will know."

Genard continued to grit his teeth.

"We know you must know something—your soldiers say they don't have banners and insignias, so, is it someone you know? A former comrade? A dead friend?"

Genard still gritted his teeth.

The grizzled old man sighed and left the dungeon.

Genard let go of his teeth, gasped, and fell limply to the ground.

He made it through again.

But in a place he didn't know, Ashford, the old steward of the Kevin Dill family, came to the upper floor of the Weed Manor and respectfully bowed to his young master, the guardian Duke of the South Bank, Jan Caven Dier road:

"I've already asked. Those cavalrymen are from Canxing's family."

Jen turned around from the bloody window with a playful expression:

"I thought, he has been dead silent?"

"Some things can be asked without the other party's asking," Ashford said expressionlessly: "Jenard was born in the Starlight Legion, and was even the personal guard of the Star Lake Duke John Canxing, who is the God of War Star Star himself. After Sonia Sutherley disbanded the original Starlight Legion, as one of the people who did not want to go north to Broken Dragon Fortress, she retired and came to the security hall."

Jen En's eyes turned, thoughtful.

Ashford nodded slightly: "It can be seen that he is an excellent and tough soldier—if there is something about the cavalry that keeps him from speaking, it must have something to do with his service experience."

"I speculate that, with his rich military and combat experience, he has seen through the origins of those cavalry without banners and banners—out of the affection of his colleagues in the Starlight Legion who were also born in Starlight, he insisted on fighting for those cavalry. People keep secrets."

Jen looked at his old butler for several seconds.

Finally, he sighed:

"So, the only person who fits the description should be Canxing's private soldiers from Mindis Hall—and the new prince, after yesterday, went back to Mindis Hall directly and blatantly."

"The secret treasure of Mindis hall is missing?"

Jen shook his head and chuckled lightly:

"Hmph, I'm afraid that the so-called secret treasure that disappeared in Mindis Hall before is the new prince! Nekla caught that kid and brought him to Mancao Manor...so they simply broke in and robbed people secretly."

"Do you know, Ashford, we have held the fate of the kingdom in our hands twice, twice!" Jann raised his head and closed his eyes tightly: "In the end, he escaped."

Ashford bowed his head indifferently and remained silent.

half an hour.

"Heal the wounded soldier of the Starlight Legion." Zhan En said coldly.

Ashford looked up, puzzled.

"You know, that brat, I owe him one, anyway..." Zhan En clenched his fists and said with fire in his eyes: "And I don't want to hesitate when I attack him."

Jen turned around and left the bloody manor without hesitation.

"You know, my lord."

Behind him, Ashford showed a mysterious smile: "You are becoming more and more like an old man."

Without looking back, Zhan En replied disdainfully:

"Then as stupid as he was, was plotted against by relatives, without anyone knowing, and got his throat cut in his bedroom?"

Ashford shook his head slightly and sighed deeply.

He lowered his head and reported another thing:

"My lord, news from the Emerald City...Miss Hilley..."

Ashford looked at his master's face, hesitant to speak.

Jen's footsteps stopped.

The young Duke took a breath, as if preparing for something.

"Tell me," he said in a cold tone, "My twelve-year-old, cute and stupid younger sister, did something inexplicable again."

After hearing the words, Ashford bowed deeply, and said cautiously:

"Miss Hilley, under the escort of Lord Cassian, went to the Principality of Sera five days ago——no one under her command dared to stop her."

Jen turned his head and looked at Ashford.

"Sera? After the assassination of the Grand Duke, the Principality of Sera was torn apart?" He showed a puzzled look, frowned and said, "That place is the closest, isn't there a plague?"

"It is said that she is going to help the people who are suffering from the plague," Ashford bowed lightly: "But I suspect that she has found information about that organization."

that organization?

Zhan En's face suddenly turned as cold as frost and snow, and his face twitched, as if thinking of something unbearable.

Until he exploded violently.

"Isn't it enough that she killed her parents!"

The Duke's voice was full of anger and hatred: "What kind of disaster do you want to bring back to Kevin Dill, to this home!"

Ashford said nothing.

Ten seconds later, Zhan En let out a sharp breath.

After all, he waved his sleeves.

"Send more people to ensure her safety." Zhan En closed his eyes tightly, gritted his teeth, and said ruthlessly: "And...to keep her identity a secret, absolutely, absolutely, absolutely not leaked..."

His voice trembled and he used three absolutes.

Ashford nodded lightly, and left the hall of the manor before the Duke in an understanding manner.

After the butler's figure disappeared, Zhan En trembled and held on to the pillar.

Boom!

He punched hard and hit the pillar!

Then Duke Iris leaned his head deeply against the pillar.

He exhaled painfully.

Previous negligence and failure... no second time allowed...

I can't fall down.

Can't fall down!

I must be king.

must.

Only by becoming the High King...

Only the power to control the entire Star Kingdom...

Otherwise... Shirley...

In this world, who else can protect you?

To protect...you like that?

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Mindis Hall, cellar.

"Congratulations, my ally, Your Highness Thales, the second prince." A vampire over 400 years old, a refugee from the Kingdom of the Night, Loli Serena with silver hair and red eyes looked at Tire with a complicated expression. s.

"The cheers from Xingju Square can be heard clearly here."

"This is a bit exaggerated...the distance from Xingju Square to here..." Thales said helplessly with his eyes narrowed.

"In short, our covenant is one step closer."

Serena didn't blush (Thales doubts: does she really have the attribute of "blushing"?) interrupted him, and then said: "Now, when Li can be crowned king, come and help me regain the throne Don't worry, I will do my best to help Li."

Under the unextinguished lights, Thales' face turned pale for a while.

Help me all out?

This is said-as if I am not the only heir to the kingdom, and if you don't help me, I will not be able to inherit the kingdom.

On the contrary - her competitor and rival, the "Weeper" of the Kingdom of the Night, the Queen of the Night...

Thales just felt his head was big.

He spat in the bottom of his heart: the old hag who is careful and takes advantage of everything.

I'm crowned, you reset?

Old hag, can we change the order?

But he still didn't complain after all.

"Then, you should have heard about it too," Thales coughed dryly, "I'm going to Exeter in the near future."

Serena nodded, revealing a mysterious smile.

This ephemeral kid.

Think I don't know what you're up to?

"Before I leave, I will entrust you to...uh, father..." Thales carefully considered his words.

"I'll walk with you."

Thiel continued to nod his head, thinking about the next wording: "...you are at least a political figure of a country, and he will definitely not neglect..."

"I only follow inside."

Thales' voice gradually faded.

"What?" He frowned, puzzled.

"I said, I want to be with you," Serena smiled. This person looks like six or seven years old (hey, wasn't he only five or six years old when I saw it last time? Didn't he grow up a bit? - Thales ) girl with red pupils, opened her leaking mouth and said, "We still have a blood supply clause once a month, don't we?"

Thales sighed in his heart.

"And, of course, allies can't be too far apart—I still need to ensure the safety of Li."

The traverser rolled his eyes again.

Stay with me—to keep yourself safe!

What he was most worried about happened.

However, at this moment, Gilbert's voice came from outside the door:

"Good day, all three...Mr. Corleone, Mr. Corleone, and Miss Corleone. . . really conscientious—Jorah, take it easy."

Immediately, there was a knock on the door outside the cellar.

"Sorry to interrupt your discussion, Your Highness Thales, Your Highness Corleone." Earl Caso's voice came through the door:

"But... sooner than expected... Exeter's reply arrived."

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