Kingdom’s Bloodline

In the ghoul tunnel, Thales and Glover looked at each other in disbelief.

Others were puzzled.

You know each other? Uncle Hauser looked suspiciously.

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

Are you all named Wyah? Dorothy asked curiously.

They are all named Huai Ya! Xi Lai looked contemptuous, and her gloves reappeared on her hands.

Yes, we know each other, and we only met because of the same name, Thales turned his head in embarrassment, and raised his hand to the surrounding residents, It's okay, it's okay, we are old friends, it's no big deal, there's no need to watch ...

But his appeal is obviously limited, and no one in the tunnel listens to his appeal. People still surround this entrance and exit, looking at Glover with hostility in their eyes.

Okay then, uh, Wyatt, why don't you put down the knife first, you scared them, Thales cast a begging look at the eldest lady, but Xilai just turned his head with a look of disdain, still With your companion... Sunset, what's going on here?

Thales looked at the woman in Rolf's arms in amazement: covered in blood, dying.

The ghouls in the tunnel let out whispers.

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

This is Teto, Master Wyatt, do you remember, Glover said with some reluctance, my little...brother.

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

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

Just when Glover faced Rolf's glaring eyes and hesitated to say old friend or mother, the wounded man in Rolf's arms weakly opened his eyes.

He, is he there? She coughed in pain, Chadvi?

Everyone was stunned, and the tunnel fell silent.

Priest Chadwei with a surprised face pushed aside the people on the left and right and stepped forward.

What? Who? Who's calling my name—

Priest Chadvi's voice stopped instantly.

Little, little knife?

He looked at the person in Rolf's arms in shock: Why are you?

The seriously injured woman regained her spirits and forced a smile:

Old friend, you are indeed here. After all, I was lucky. She showed a weak smile, obviously trying to endure the pain, Please don't call me that again, at least not today.

The whispering in the tunnel grew louder.

Chadvi hurried to catch up.

I don't understand, aren't you supposed to be the boss in the capital? Why——Sunset! What's wrong with your hand?

It's a small price to be the boss... Fuck, take it easy! It hurts my mother to death! Catherine hissed in pain.

You know each other? Thales asked alertly.

They know each other. Glover snorted coldly.

Then is her name Wyah too? Dorothy asked confused.

clang! clang! clang! clang! clang!

The ear-piercing sound coming from behind forced everyone to cover their ears and turn around: Mrs. Gadama was holding a pot and spoon as tall as hers, beating aggressively on the iron pot for cooking.

Are you all stupid! Everyone is like this, so hurry up and put her down!

clang! clang! clang!

Accompanied by the beating sound, Gadama's roar echoed in the sewer, and the small body seemed to contain endless energy:

Everyone who is idle, leave me alone!

————

That's about it.

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

The female boss pointed in the direction, we were in a panic, and we didn't know if we were going in the right direction—why did that monster keep staring at me?

Thales turned around and said:

Beside another fire in the distance, Warniac touched the swelling on his head, looked at them with resentment, and quickly lowered his head when he saw Glover looking at him.

maybe because,

You just knocked him out?

Thales shrugged:

He's not a monster—how's your injury?

Glover's complexion changed, and he pressed his armpits, as if remembering something unpleasant: It's okay.

You don't look like that.

Thales turned his head, and Rolf in the corner saw him looking over, and gestured in shame:

【sorry. 】

Thales shook his head and responded:

【How are you? 】

Rolf couldn't help but glanced into the distance, hesitantly gestured:

【yes. 】

No, he's not good - Thales concluded.

So, Rolf couldn't help but make a move and saved the 'Phantom Blade' Catherine?

Yes, that bastard who fucked sheep— Glover was not angry when he heard the words, but he stuttered halfway through the sentence, Um, dumb, Rolf made a suggestion, he said that the female boss is from the Blood Bottle Gang, she knows All kinds of 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 blind, so we need such resources... Oh, yes, she may still Knowing the identity of the man in black... Also, she was betrayed by one of my own people, and she is likely to be used by us, I mean for you... So, after careful discussion, we decided to act decisively. Although it is risky, but worth.

Seeing Glover racking his brains, Thales narrowed his eyes:

Rolf, make a suggestion? Did he 'discuss' so much with you?

Glover was taken aback, then turned his head away:

About this, you know, he can actually read and write.

Oh...so he can read and write. Thales' eyes were thought-provoking.

Glover was sweating profusely from the prince's stare, and 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 managed to suffocate the word shit pit in his mouth.

Strange, the same is true in the lower city of Wangdu.

This Highness, why does he like to dig into the dilapidated mess?

It's a long story, Thales no longer dwelled on the previous topic, and he looked at Slimani, who was uneasy because of strangers, Simply speaking, I was helping people escape for their lives—the Great Defender Knowing something that shouldn't be known, for this reason, Kong Minggong wants him to shut up.

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

Thales nodded.

You should have sent someone else, Glover hesitated for a moment, If it's that black-clothed killer who came to execute the silencing, then you are in danger...

It's a good thing he didn't come, another person—Miss Xilai Cavendir appeared next to them, and pushed Thales unceremoniously, forcing him to make room for himself, According to what you said, the killer Are you going to shuffle the cards for the Blood Bottle Gang?

Glover was taken aback. Having recognized the eldest lady, he frowned and cast a puzzled look at Thales.

She...she was with me. Thales, who moved half of his body away, responded awkwardly.

Together?

Glover's gaze became even more confused.

Xilai sat down by the fire without hesitation, and stared at Glover intently.

Uh, miss, what can you do? The latter was looked at by her unnaturally, so she had to turn her head away.

Yes, what else do you need? Xilai asked confidently.

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

It wasn't until Thales coughed hard that Glover came to his senses, reluctantly got up and left, and went to the corner to occupy Rolf's space.

According to the news Wyatt inquired about...

Xilai 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 En's tail, clean up the follow-up, and pretend to be suicide or vendetta .”

Thales nodded:

At the same time, the Blood Bottle Gang was hit hard and devastated. I don't think it's a coincidence.

I don't think so either.

Was it done by the Kingdom's Secret Division? Just because the Blood Bottle Gang is doing dirty work for Zhan En?

Xilai murmured:

It's possible that if the Blood Bottle Gang couldn't take care of themselves, they wouldn't have the energy to run errands for Kong Minggong, including covering up and concealing these fates.

Thales looked at the worried Slimani:

This is a good example: the Blood Bottle Gang was in a state of distress, and they were ineffective in covering up the wool merchant's death. Our Mr. Slimani caught the clues.

So Kongming Palace has one more person to silence, Xilai sighed, My dear brother, the more you poke the hole, the bigger it gets.

And me, Thales guessed, if the Blood Bottle Gang was able to do everything neatly, then the deaths of Dagori and Diop might be covered up better, and I can't easily find loopholes and follow the clues. Find Slimani, find someone who knows.

Xilai nodded and continued to speculate:

Then I guess, my brother must be very upset. He thinks that the Blood Bottle Gang has dragged Kong Minggong back - you are right, the Blood Bottle Gang is the easiest loophole to break through.

So, on the day of your lord's parade, Zhan En wants to reshuffle the blood bottle gang and fill in the loopholes to prevent the kingdom's secret department from continuing to make use of it?

But he didn't shuffle it, Xilai sneered lightly, because you messed up with your Wyers, he shuffled a card.

Thales nodded in agreement:

Yes, and now, this card—

Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhss!

A heart-piercing scream resounded through the entire tunnel, startling the residents here to look sideways.

Thales and Xilai both stood up, looking to the other side of the tunnel in the trembling firelight:

Phantom Blade Catherine lay dying and covered in blood on a large stone platform, with a dazzling crystal chandelier hanging above her head, which was incompatible with this tunnel.

Damn it, Catherine, I didn't expect you to wake up so quickly!

Chadwei was at the stone platform, holding scissors and tweezers, bending over to treat Catherine's abdominal injury, and he was incompatible with the Sunset Priest who was usually idle in the temple.

Catherine gritted her teeth and raised her head:

Don't you have a better anesthetic?

Look at this place. Chadwei straightened up, his gloves and apron were full of bright red, Unless you go to the temple with me, there are enough conditions to deal with your injuries...

Yes, it can also let the enemy know where I am immediately.

Catherine poohed in severe pain:

Do you f**k think I didn't die fast enough?

Chadwei looked at Catherine on the stone platform, sighed after a while, and bent down again: Okay, I understand, but I have to remind you, this will hurt.

Small, old lady back then——fuck! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Catherine's screams were deafening, Thales and Xilai looked at each other.

I can't operate you like this-don't shake it, little knife! Chadvi, who was wearing an apron and holding the utensil, looked anxious.

Ahhh—tm don't call me that again!

Come someone to help, hold her down and don't let her move! Priest Chadvi had no choice but to ask other people for help.

Lady Gadama looked around, dropped the pot that seemed a bit big to her, and rolled up her sleeves:

Okay, I'll come!

Come on my dear, said Uncle Hauser, who was sterilizing surgical instruments by the stove, shaking his head, Just because of our size?

Lady Gadama's complexion changed.

Nobody's talking to you, old shorty!

But she also seemed to know the problem, so she turned around and called, Bobo?

Woooooooooooooooooo?

Bobo—this big man with a surprisingly small head—was called, excitedly stood up from the corner where he was curled up, turned over a bucket by the way, and rushed towards Chadvi with a plop.

Keep that monster away from me! screamed Catherine lying on the stone platform.

Thank you, but you should stay there, Bobo, Chadwei also realized that Bobo was not the best candidate, and had to raise his hand to decline under the disappointed and aggrieved eyes of the other party, Is there no one else?

Amidst the sound of the waves shaking and lying down, Warniak stood up reluctantly, but after only one glance, he was scared back by the blood on the stone platform.

Sorry Lord Chadwi, I'm in a hurry to pee!

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

Don't think about it, Chadvi, Catherine was exhausted from the pain, but instead laughed, This place is a shithole, the monsters you raised are cowardly and cowardly...

Chadwi 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 Chadway.

You come? Is your leg okay?

Chadwei was a little skeptical, he looked at Thales, but nodded:

Very well, then you, remember to talk to her more, distract her attention, don't let her disturb me...

Rolf's footsteps froze instantly.

What?

say something?

Interfering with your sunset goddess, she's paralyzed! Catherine's face was distorted in pain, and she didn't forget to retort.

But Chad Willy ignored the patient and urged Rolf:

Don't be dazed, come here!

But Rolf froze in place, motionless.

Glover looked at Rolf's stiff back and let out a long sigh.

Grass.

I am unlucky.

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

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

Glover and Rolf were startled.

It's a good opportunity, take advantage of her injury and unconsciousness, and force some answers. Xilai whispered behind him, Thales frowned.

You? I have to remind you first, Lord Tay-Wyah, Chadwei also froze for a moment, holding up his blood-stained hands, This scene is not a good one.

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

Well, this scene is really not good.

Hahaha, Catherine gasped and laughed, I like this kid, damn it!

Glover still wants to fight for:

But……

Go and rest now, Fatty Wyah, Thales said in an unquestionable tone, and you too, uh, Teto?

A minute later, Thales finished cleaning, and followed Chadwi's instructions to the side of the operating stone table, tightening the belts that bound the wounded.

There is no doubt that Catherine's injuries are extremely serious, not to mention the missing arm. Her abdomen is almost soaked in blood. There are more than a dozen small irregular wounds on it that are oozing blood, and some of them have blades exposed. , and Chadwi can only carefully cut the clothes, trying to take out the blade at the smallest cost.

Tighten the restraint belt and press here, yes, it doesn't need to be too hard, and it doesn't affect my operation... Are your hands steady? I may need you to hold the hemostat in a moment...

Chadwei clamped a blade with all his attention, and while Catherine couldn't stop trembling, he opened a little bit of flesh and took it out.

This stone platform is engraved with different magical prayers, and it is powered by a piece of asphalt crystal, which realizes functions such as cleaning, disinfection, and blood storage. Of course, it is a product scrapped by the temple. Good, so I may have to pray myself every once in a while to keep it going...

Can you stop chatting? Catherine reminded them angrily.

Chadvi shook his head.

Thales pulled the restraint belt as instructed, pressed Catherine's thigh, and tried not to look at the scene of the blood mold lake, so as not to think of the nightmare brought to him by the blood magician:

How is her injury?

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

Okay? Catherine's face twisted.

Sorry, except one is missing.

Chadwi 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, so as not to hurt the internal organs...

What did the Chaos God Soldiers do? Catherine gritted her teeth with hatred. Do you remember that Far Eastern psychic who played a puppet show before? The snake head who tied women and sold them to the countryside?

I don't remember. Chadway focused on picking up the blade.

The one who scolded the old woman for being corrupt in front of Turnbull, and said that she was going to be put in a cage and drowned in the river? It turns out that he still has friends who learned the same craft...

It's not surprising, Chadwei seemed to hate these things, after all, even you have friends.

The priest began to grip the next blade.

Catherine's face was contorted and she moaned in pain. Every time Chadwi's tweezers and pincers moved, she was in a cold sweat with pain, and when she needed to move the scissors...

Ahhhhhhhh!

Hold her! Chadwei gritted his teeth: I'm almost there! Damn it, this piece is deformed!

The strength of Catherine's struggle was astonishing, Thales used all his strength to hold her down, until Chadway struggled to take out the blade.

She is in too much pain, is there no extra anesthetic?

It's already the limit dose. Chadvi shook his head, took the plate sent by 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?

Thales thought of the journey with the Death Crow, and only felt a dull pain in the side of his neck and the back of his head.

Come on, kid, Catherine gritted her teeth and nodded, cheering up, Be quick!

You've read too many knight novels—well, I'm sorry, I didn't mean you. Chadway realized that his tone was too casual, so he quickly stopped talking.

Thales shook his head to express his indifference.

Coma and syncope are both abnormal manifestations of brain damage, which are closely related to blood pressure and nerves, and vary from person to person, Chadwei returned to the submissive state and explained carefully, Compared to her current state, Knock her out, we're more likely to kill her.

Catherine sneered:

Nonsense, I have seen some extreme masters, they can control the force, and safely knock out a person—whether it is an old man or a child.

Facing Catherine, Chadvi regained his spirit:

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

Chadvi finished changing the tool and started over to remove the next blade.

That's better than this uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh—— groaned through gritted teeth.

Talk to her, Chadwei looked at her, unable to bear it, you can say whatever you want to distract her.

Thales was taken aback.

I?

Thales stared at Catherine and nodded with a complicated expression.

All right.

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

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

Catherine endured the pain:

I call you Dad!

Thales smiled politely.

It's okay to get frustrated with the opening line.

He can find another breakthrough.

So, Priestess Chadvi, how did you meet the boss—well, the lady?

Chadwi didn't look up:

We are all orphans adopted by the temple and grew up in the almshouse under the grace of God.

He sighed imperceptibly:

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

some things?

Catherine laughed uncontrollably, as if she had forgotten a little bit of the pain: You mean, you bit off the nose of an old monk because he likes to 'check up' the girls during his private confession?

Chadwi's face tightened.

You should have told Sister Yin Ershajia instead of using violence directly...

Ha! Yes! And then the good old woman will go to the girl in question!

Catherine let out a snarl, the pain made her speak faster:

She was saying 'He didn't really do anything anyway' 'For your own good' 'It will ruin your reputation if you make a big deal' 'Scandals will affect our budget' 'The poorhouse is closed, what about the orphans?' Then whisper softly: As long as the girl changes her tone and admits that she had misunderstood, the old godmother will apply to transfer the old monk away, and give her a default quota for the selection of nuns... er, er, er!

Catherine cried out in pain.

Very good, this one has been taken out, Chadwei nodded to Thales with a clatter, thanking him for his efforts, The dean cares for her, she is not a bad person, she, she has already protected us within her power ...

Protection? Haha, Catherine, who was bound on the stone platform, was sweating profusely, still laughing sarcastically, then the other male monks in the yard, whether they were acting stupid or didn't know the truth, all became outraged together'Since She is a slander, why do you want to transfer Brother Bomen? Why is she useful when she makes a fuss, and there is a quota for nuns? Just because she is a girl? What if bad girls follow suit in the future? What about innocent people? We What about the innocence of male monks, do you deserve to be discriminated against because you are born male?'”

Chadvi concentrated on picking the blade in Catherine's wound, but Thales observed that his brows were trembling.

Everyone talked about it for a long time, for a long time, and then, the girl who slept on your upper bunk stopped crying every night. Maybe it was because of the unbearable pain, Catherine gritted her teeth, her eyes blazing, Because she fucking committed suicide! Fuck! ! This thing dares to hurt a little more!

Catherine arched her back, almost breaking the restraint belt, and Thales had to use all her strength to hold her down on the operating table.

Chadvi took a deep breath and pulled out another blade, bleeding out.

So, Chadvi—ahhh—the most effective way is not to report to some nanny, Catherine groaned, but to directly make the old bastard pay the price, and make him feel pain, because the pain It's the only language they understand—fuck!

Another blade was torn out of flesh, and Chadvi took a rest for a while, wiping his sweat with his cuff.

No, knife, no.

He looked at his childhood playmate with regret on his face:

The setting sun god made Guajardo teach: pain, if it doesn't happen to you, is meaningless.

Thales frowned upon hearing this.

Catherine sarcastically said, It's that 'I want to suffer to become holy' nonsense again?

No! Sister Inerchaga taught us that Guajardo's words mean that we always despise and ignore the suffering and pain that happens to others.

Chadvi looked at her sadly:

It's not just resorting to cheap sympathy and emotion that underestimates the significance of the suffering of others.

It also includes getting lost in vengeance and punishment, and then overestimating the meaning of inflicting pain on others.

Thales was slightly moved.

For me, it may be the former, for you, the knife, it may be the latter. Chadwei sighed long.

Catherine was silent.

Small knife.

Chadvi stood up and threw the used round of tools into the tin box.

You, you really shouldn't be here.

Chadvi shook his head with a look of indignation.

Catherine's breathing quickened.

I shouldn't have come? She said angrily, If I hadn't climbed to a high position in the Blood Bottle Gang, you and your monsters wouldn't even be able to find such a broken place!

But you promised!

Chadvi gritted his teeth and said:

In front of Sister Yin Ershajia's tomb and the Statue of the Sunset Goddess, you told me that you would never bring external grievances, gang conflicts and underworld vendettas into the tunnel...

His eyes are complicated:

But look at you now, when you show up covered in blood...you know these kids, they're suffering already...

Phantom Blade laughed.

Are you kidding, Chadvi, do you really think this is some kind of paradise, a holy land of deformities, a monster paradise? Don't you also bring the politics and grievances from the outside into the tunnel like me?

Chadvi was taken aback:

What?

But Catherine ignored him and looked at Thales instead.

Thank you, young man.

Thales was caught off guard, so he could only respond with a smile: 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 grunted again, the expression on her face changing back and forth.

But do you think I won't recognize him?

Phantom Blade coughed in pain.

Even if he picked out his tattoos, changed his hairstyle, changed his fighting style, and even changed his name beyond recognition...err...but how could I, how could I not recognize the most powerful attribute brought out by myself? Down?

Catherine looked weakly in another direction in the tunnel:

Ghost with the Wind?

What?

Thales was stunned.

He could not bear to look at the place Catherine was looking at, but he knew that it was the direction of Rolf.

Sorry, I didn't understand what you were saying. He shook his head.

Catherine groaned in pain, then snorted and laughed.

Boy, come on, I know you are not an ordinary person: both Rolf and that bad-tempered Wyatt respect you, and as for Chadvi, he just called you 'Sir'.

Thales raised his head and looked at Chadwei who was cleaning and replacing the utensils. The latter raised his eyebrows and dared not look up.

Well, I can understand his reluctance to talk to me, but...

Catherine, who had a short rest, let out a long sigh:

Tell me, how has Rolf been doing all these years?

How is Rolf?

Thales recalled the encounter between him and Rolf in the prison, and looked at Phantom Blade calmly, without answering.

Catherine understood something and suddenly smiled.

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

She stared straight at Thales:

It was you, or your master knew that something was going to happen to the Blood Bottle Gang in advance, so he sent someone to Fogg's site to undercover in advance. And you waited here, waiting for them to bring me back, who was about to die, as a pawn— —Tell me, whose people are you? Or who are you going to use me against?

Thales frowned slightly.

Blood Bottle Gang? Fraternity? A certain big business group? Feud? Political enemy? Kongming Palace? Or that guy from Wangdu, who is domineering and powerful. His Royal Highness the Second Prince, who is so overwhelmed by Emerald City?

Chadwi couldn't help but glanced at the prince.

Thales was silent for a long time because of this sentence.

Overbearing.

The power is overwhelming.

It frightened the Nan'an leader into trembling.

The Emerald City was so overwhelmed that it dared not breathe.

Well, the guy she was talking about...

Why don't I know?

No, no, no, maybe I want to keep it simple, Catherine thought hard, her eyes serious, Did you also cause the recent losses and chaos of the Blood Bottle Gang?

All right.

It seems that brainstorming never ends.

Thales could only sigh: No.

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

Forget it, even if it is, it's meaningless. As Chadwei said, the pain in others...

She shook her head.

Thales looked at her with a complicated expression.

So, this is Rolf's former boss.

The people he risked his life to save.

Thales suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

You know the man in black that 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 Kevin Dill betrayed you, right? Thales sighed, You also know that they want your life?

Catherine, who was lying on the stone platform, opened her eyes suddenly.

Very good, she is much better, at least she is no longer struggling, you continue to talk to her, keep calm-what did you say? Chadvi, who came back with a plate of utensils, reacted, his face changed drastically, Who, who wants Her life?

It's okay, Chadway, Thales smiled awkwardly, I'm just, just joking.

real?

Go on, Chadvi. Catherine said coldly.

but……

Do your surgery! Catherine roared.

Chadvi trembled slightly, lowered his head, and continued the operation.

So, kid? You're going to send me to Kongming Palace... Hiss... in exchange for Kevin Dill's reward? Catherine's eyes were provocative.

Thales looked at her.

No, but I want to know why.

Thales' eyes were burning: What did you do, or what did you go wrong, that made the big shots in Kongming Palace make up their minds to replace you at the risk of turmoil in the Blood Bottle Gang? ?”

Chad Wei, who took out a blade, raised his head suddenly, his face pale.

Both of them glanced at him, making him continue to bow his head in fright.

Catherine smiled, with a sure enough look.

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

Thales frowned: My master...

It's a big man, so expensive, but I don't have the chance to see it? Catherine sneered, I guessed it, but you know, the Kevin Dill family said that every time, most of the time, I can only see His steward—until they abandoned me to this state.

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

Your master, no matter what kind of big man he is, is he any different from the three-color iris?

Thales only felt a headache.

He fell silent, Catherine did not speak, and Chadwei, who was concentrating on the operation, did not dare to speak out.

For a while, only the sound of scissors and tweezers could be heard around the stone platform, mixed with grunting and moaning from time to time.

He didn't change his name.

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

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

Midilla Rolfe.

Catherine was slightly taken aback.

But she sneered immediately:

It seems that Rolf has followed up with a more powerful master.

Wrong, I'm not his master, no one is. Thales said in a deep voice.

It doesn't look like that. Catherine shook her head disdainfully.

Well, Rolf did go to Fogg's territory to inquire about news, Thales turned to Rolf's corner, who looked at this side with complicated eyes, but in fact, I don't know where there will be What happened, I don’t know that you will go, let alone that you will be betrayed by your own people, and you will be defeated.”

Catherine snorted and gritted her teeth bitterly.

That's why I didn't order him to save you. On the contrary, I entrusted him to put his own safety first. As for other things, whether it's information or interests, it doesn't matter.

Catherine's eyes moved.

Thales sighed:

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

Catherine snorted coldly and said nothing.

But her eyebrows are getting tighter.

To be honest, I don't know why he did this. Is it because the old friendship is unforgettable or to repay the kindness, or is it purely a sense of justice, or is it just a spur of the moment...

【Are you willing to die for me? 】

Maybe not, Catherine said suddenly, her tone hurried. He might just, just, just think that I would be useful to you. After all, he once knew the Blood Bottle Gang.

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

Maybe. But in fact, 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.

Chadvi pulled out a blade again, causing Catherine's eyes to tremble.

Thales raised his head and looked at the dark tunnel:

It's his partner, ha, maybe I want to beat him up.

Catherine closed her eyes.

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

Thales shook his head with a chuckle.

Well, it's not something I can say.

Clang.

Another bloody blade fell into the iron plate.

Young man, there is no master behind you, right?

Thales frowned.

This time, Catherine's voice was particularly tired.

And your age...ah, I get it, because you are him.

Catherine raised her eyelids, breathing weakly.

The big man who terrified Emerald City and made Jann Cavendir fearful, the way she looked at Thales slowly changed, just like her tone that had changed unconsciously. Only you can be so special, so free and easy, and so open-minded, because this is the privilege you were born with.

Privilege? Thales was puzzled for a while.

Catherine closed her eyes tightly and smiled bitterly.

Because of the loyalty and friendship of others... For a character like you, it's just a matter of course, and it's everywhere you can find it.

It's different from the ants like us who grew up in the stinking ditch and survived by fighting each other.

Thales was taken aback for a while.

the loyalty of others...

A natural heirloom...

At that moment, he thought of his Xinghu Guards.

Thinking of when they bowed to themselves and called themselves His Highness.

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

He began to understand Rolf's actions.

You, my lord, can you do me a favor and tell him for me?

Thales raised his head.

I saw Catherine silently looking at the top of the dark tunnel.

Rolf doesn't want to talk to me, but, but, Catherine looked tired, that day, that day, I didn't let him go to Red Square Street to die.

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Thales was silent.

I just...it was a...accident.

Clang.

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

But Catherine just frowned slightly.

A few seconds later, Thales sighed.

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

Catherine's eyes moved.

Actually, he's already talking to you, you just haven't learned to listen.

Thales said softly:

Just like before.

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

Thales shook his head with a smile, and tightened the restraint belt again.

For a few minutes, there was silence in front of and around the stone platform.

Lausanne.

When Catherine's voice came, Thales looked up in doubt:

What?

Phantom Blade had a gloomy expression and a weak tone.

The man in black you asked about, no one knows his real name, she showed fear, but more than ten years ago, starting from the boss of Turnbull, we all called him—Lausanne II.

Thales thought for a moment:

Lausanne? Second?

This nickname is very strange, like Meteor II, but...

Catherine's eyes were lost in thought:

He was the most trusted bodyguard, the fiercest thug, the sharpest blade, and the most terrifying killer of the former Turnbull gang. He specialized in cleaning up traitors and dissidents for Turnbull, and destroying enemies and opponents.

The strongest extreme in the blood bottle gang.

Bodyguards, thugs, blades, killers...

The strongest extreme.

Thales gradually frowned:

This Lausanne, what is his background?

Catherine shook her head vigorously.

Except for Turnbull himself, no one in the gang knows his origins. I guess, this is intentional by Turnbull, in order to maintain the mystery of Lausanne and deter us, the bosses of rebellious supernatural beings who are entrenched in all directions. people, but...

but what?

But he should be dead!

Catherine's tone became terrified:

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

Thales' color changed slightly.

Dead in...

At that moment, Catherine showed deep fear on her face:

...in the hand of the black sword.

Clang.

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

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