Kingdom’s Bloodline

In the new suburb, Kathleen the Phantom Blade in a cloak sits crookedly on the roof, leaning against a chimney that looks crumbling.

She clasped her broken arm tightly, stroking the wound that was blocked by dead flesh and bone after the ability took effect.

Accompanied by bursts of phantom pain, countless fireworks exploded in the distant night sky, reflecting the whole city in colorful and gorgeous.

In the alley at the far end of the line of sight, a young man in exaggerated costumes and funny makeup returned with a tired face. Against the background of the fireworks behind him, he dragged his suitcase full of props and moved to the door of his house with difficulty. The heavy place took out a thin purse and stroked it back and forth. Only then did he muster up the courage to push open the door with anticipation and apprehension.

Catherine squinted, counting the beat.

one two three.

As expected, a few seconds later, the lights in the room were turned on, and at the same time, another old woman's reproach sounded, filled with words such as copper plate and what to do.

Catherine sneered in her heart.

Damn, how many years.

The urban area is getting bigger and bigger, but the money for odd jobs in the city still hasn't increased?

It's your fault that Emerald City is getting richer and richer.

But the smile in her heart gradually froze.

It's unbelievable, not long ago, she was still in a corner of the capital—the dirty underground world where the nobles would hold their noses and didn't want to get close—the big sister who responded to everyone, with a lot of energy, connected in all directions, when she frowned and opened her mouth, Even ordinary nobles and city officials have to be polite, even the chief of the security department in Xicheng, who was a war hero, has to be cautious.

Even a ruthless character like Heijian Qincha had to sit down to negotiate with her under pressure, make concessions to her, and obediently vomit the fruits of the night's war.

But that's the point.

Because no one knows better than Catherine, where the power that makes her respond to everything comes from, where the lucrative and lucrative business comes from, and what is the foundation of the respect and prestige that others cannot match.

So when the call of Ning Yinyou came, she had no choice.

No matter how reluctant she was, she could only leave overnight, return to her hometown, the past, and Emerald City.

Back to this place that she spent her entire life fleeing desperately.

After all, she didn't want to make the same mistakes that Turnbull and Red Viper had made - the former returned to the prison river and took a free ferry, while the latter ran away with his head in his arms and could only eat leftovers.

However, until now...

Catherine felt a dull pain in her broken arm and lower abdomen, but she didn't change her face, she didn't seem to notice it—just like when she was beaten with a cane by the nuns in the poorhouse.

Now that she has lost everything, she is as depressed as a lost dog, and can only hide in the place she hated the most and was most used to when she was a child, lingering on her last breath.

I pray that I can see the sun tomorrow.

Catherine clenched her fists instinctively.

But after a few seconds, she realized that what she was squeezing tightly in her consciousness was the hand that she had lost long ago.

But that's the point.

Is not it?

Catherine let out a breath, let go of the imaginary hand, and clenched the remaining fist.

The rules of this world are like this, everyone is climbing, coming and going, up and down, those who can keep up will advance, and those who can't keep up will fall.

Someone always climbs up and someone always falls down.

And she's used to it.

Just like her grandfather, his legs and feet were too slow to walk, and he was lost among the rebels—who knows if it was the cruel and brutal rebels, or the defeated soldiers who fled from the kingdom’s own family, or even the waves of Qin Wang’s army heading to the front line, anyway, it’s the same, There will be nothing left in the place I pass by——in the team, there has been no news since then.

Just like her mother, in the messy refugee camp, she was sold to a group of soldiers who were also hungry by her father at the price of two pieces of bread. She was dragged away in shock and numbness, and never returned.

Just like her father, he hesitated for a while about the transaction price because he had filled his stomach. He couldn't sell her to another good family before Catherine secretly sharpened the blade in his hand, so he went early After crossing the prison river, you will be relieved of pain.

Just like her younger brother, he didn't notice the push behind his sister, so he fell, and couldn't catch up with the carriage of the poorhouse to take the orphans into the city, and finally didn't have the blessing to enjoy the city's lords and wives. I was moved by the kindness and kindness of the Star Kingdom, and the generous charity of a spoonful of porridge for three days.

Just like Nadia, after the girl realized how much a good priest who was generous and kind and would give the girls an extra spoonful of porridge every day cared about their bodies, she didn't have the guts to use the sharp edge she handed to her. Blade, in the end, hanged himself alone under the statue of the setting sun goddess, and got his wish and went straight to the kingdom of heaven.

Just like the good priest, after expressing to him the sadness of the death of his best friend and the fragility in need of comfort, he became very kind and compassionate and volunteered to make an unknown late night confession for her, and eventually lost his reputation And the future, of course, and the nose.

Just like the pretty girl she shared the room with when she first joined the Blood Bottle Gang.

Like Dogtooth Bot.

Just like Turnbull.

like...

Faces flashed before my eyes, vague and real.

The next second, the wound in the abdomen was throbbing again, causing Catherine to frown slightly.

Phantom Blade shook his head, left the memory and returned to reality.

No, someone always climbs up and someone always falls down.

Catherine sniffed, forced herself to curl up her mouth, and showed a decisive smile.

If you climb up, keep climbing, if you fall down, go on your way again.

Until you climb to the top and reach the finish line.

Only, is it possible for her to climb to the top? Does this road really have an end?

Or is it enough for her to just climb up and not care about anything else?

Suddenly, Catherine felt something in her heart. She stood up slowly while leaning on the chimney, and turned her head.

At some point, a strange yet familiar figure appeared on the roof not far away, facing her from afar.

Flickering under the fireworks.

Catherine flinched, her breath condensed, and she subconsciously wanted to draw the knife!

But she quickly understood what was happening, and she paused.

Fuck, Catherine sighed, let go of the handle of the knife, and lowered the hood, you still found it here.

The masked uninvited guest remained motionless, just staring at the flames in the sky.

You should run for your life, little knife. He said softly.

God knows how much she hated that old nickname.

Catherine snorted coldly:

Exact words, Turnbull's dingoes.

Lausanne II laughed lightly.

He turned his head slowly, looking at the abandoned sentry tower not far ahead.

I know, it's a trap.

Catherine's expression changed.

But after all, she was the boss of the party, so she quickly adjusted and laughed loudly.

of course!

She waved her single arm, thumped the chimney beside her, and laughed loudly:

I knew you would come! Even if you knew I was doing it on purpose! You knew I wanted to kill you! Ha!

Phantom Blade's laughter spread in the night sky, but the surrounding dwellings were quiet and there was no sound.

Lausanne II did not speak, his eyes behind the goggles looked at her quietly.

Damn.

Catherine gritted her teeth.

But do you really know who you're fighting against?

Lausanne did not speak.

I'm not talking about his status and power! But from the Blood Bottle Gang to the Kongming Palace, he seems to have predicted everything, calculated everything, and took the entire Emerald City as his own in just a few days and let it be slaughtered! You Do you know how scary he is?

Lausanne II smiled, he shook his head:

I've faced worse.

Or rather, followed.

Catherine's smile faded away.

Your temper is still the same as back then. Huan Ren put away his smile and pouted, You don't look like a qualified killer.

Phantom Blade's eyes moved, intentionally or unintentionally:

More like those sour knights.

Hearing this word, Lausanne II's eyes moved.

You don't know me. He said hoarsely.

But someone understands, Huan Ren coldly snorted upon hearing the other party's answer, Do you know who it is?

This time, Lausanne II didn't speak any more, he slowly reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword.

Catherine's complexion changed drastically!

etc!

She took a few steps back and looked around anxiously:

Don't you want to know what happened? How did Turnbull fail?

Lausanne II paused for a moment, then shook his head, his smile getting colder:

In no mood.

Catherine couldn't help but choked.

Do you want to know who betrayed Turnbull back then?

The killer still replied in the same way:

In no mood.

Catherine felt anxious and said loudly:

It's them!

She patted her chest with her single arm, breathing heavily:

They want you dead! They want Turnbull dead! They want the Vial Gang to be obedient again! And we're just, we're just doing errands, running errands, and doing things!

I know, Lausanne II was unaffected, and slowly drew his sword, I will strike quickly.

Catherine was starting to really feel the tension.

But you, you don't want to, don't want to ask 'them'... don't you want to ask who are those big shots?

Lausanne II chuckled lightly.

I came back just for them.

Catherine swallowed.

You can't beat them.

I know, Lausanne II drew out his long sword completely, I knew it a long time ago, even before the Blood Bottle Gang.

This is a new longsword, fine steel and finely polished.

Catherine was in a hurry:

Then why...

In the next second, Lausanne II's figure was erratic, and he jumped over a roof and rushed towards her!

At that moment, Catherine's hair stood on end!

Black Sword!

Lausanne II paused.

Phantom Blade took two steps back, gritted its teeth and screamed loudly:

You don't want to know, you don't want to know why you and Turnbull lost to him...

Did you lose to Hei Jian, who is only super-strength!

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Your Highness was joking.

Li's eyes were indifferent, without any fear:

I came across the sea from the Eastern Continent, and I live in a foreign land. Except for the younger generation's servants, I don't have a single soldier. How can I make waves and overthrow the Emerald City?

Yannick on the other side let out a mocking grunt.

In the distance, near the center of the city, bunches of fireworks shot up into the air, illuminating the Kongming Palace above the giant rock.

Between light and darkness, Thales stared at Li, nodded slightly, and smiled slowly.

A second later, the prince turned around and faced the suburban houses under the tower again.

Wyah! he yelled.

Footsteps sounded, Wyatt came to the tower, and saluted the two foreign guests politely and cautiously.

Your Highness?

Thales didn't look back, just waved his hands casually:

Tell the two distinguished guests what you found.

Me? Huai Ya was caught off guard.

Yes, it's you, Thales put his arms on the tower, feeling the cold wind at night, After all, you are the one who finally discovered the truth.

This sentence made the two blood races look at Wyatt at the same time, who couldn't help being surprised.

Yes. Good night, my lords. I, I am Wyah Castle. So, where should I start, by the way...

Wyah swallowed, and hurriedly took out his notebook.

Your name is Caso, Li interrupted him softly, with a cold light in his eyes, That means you are the son of Gilbert Caso?

Huai Ya heard the words.

Yannick smiled upon seeing this:

Oh, the famous 'Sly Fox', the one who was one step away from the Prime Minister?

Wyatt was silent.

Two distinguished blood clansmen waited for his answer under the moonlight, one with indifferent eyes and the other with a mysterious smile.

A few seconds later, Huai Ya numbly took a deep breath, forced a smile, and replied politely:

Yes, two, my father is...

He's my squire.

Thales interrupted them coldly:

Exactly, the chief aide-de-camp.

Huai Ya was stunned for a second, and looked at Thales in surprise.

But the prince didn't look back.

He still turned his back to them, staring at the outside of the tower wholeheartedly, raising his binoculars to observe from time to time, as if nothing happened.

The two blood races didn't answer, but the way they looked at Wyah changed.

Please listen...

Wyatt—the prince's attendant took a deep breath, closed his notebook resolutely, and raised his head.

We, the Star Lake Guards, have met and fought against the target tonight—also known as Lausanne II, who is most likely the former ace killer of the Blood Bottle Gang—more than once.

The moment the words were spoken, Huai Ya suddenly realized:

Turns out he didn't need notes at all.

But each time, he left us with more questions than pain.

The two guests looked at each other, Wyah paused, straightening out his thoughts and logic:

First of all, Lausanne II is highly skilled and unfathomable, there is no doubt about it, otherwise it wouldn't cause us such a headache...

Huai Ya discovered that everything he wanted to say had actually been repeated countless times, unknowingly surpassing the words on paper and pen, and firmly engraved in his memory.

No prompting required.

Don't say anything.

Even if he is not a genius with an unforgettable memory like his father.

However, in actual combat, he showed ups and downs from time to time. We have guessed the reasons for his unstable strength: old injuries, age, medicine, special finishing power, and even abilities, etc., but we All wrong. We missed the most important, but also the least significant point.”

Which point? Yannick asked.

But Wyah did not explain too much, but continued directly.

Secondly, in addition to the world's top swordsmanship, Lausanne II also has a terrifying ability, which he calls 'Evil Whispering', which can make people lose consciousness and fall into past memories, which is hard to guard against.

Yannick's eyes moved:

A mind-affecting ability, interesting.

Wyatt shook his head:

But the strange thing is that his control of this ability is not fine, it can even be said to be extremely rough, and even conflicts with his own swordsmanship, several times.

Yannick glanced at Li on the other side, but Thales still kept his hands behind his back.

Wyatt continued:

Third, in order to avoid his pursuit, two of my comrades once hid in an abandoned sewer that no one knew about, bottomless, and more like a labyrinth, but they were still overtaken by Lausanne II.

According to Lausanne II himself, it was the people in the sewer who were talking too loudly, and he heard him on the ground - it was so outrageous that it seemed to be bragging.

We suspected that there were moles in the sewers, and we also suspected that it was the tracking hounds of the Blood Bottle Gang - but later found out that the kennel of the Blood Bottle Gang had suffered a disaster before that, all the guards died, and all the dogs in the cage were killed. Let go.

Wyatt sighed:

How did he do it?

This time, neither guest spoke.

Fourth, Lausanne II's outfit is very special. No matter when and where he is, he is always in black from head to toe, with a mask and goggles on his head, and he even stops from time to time to dress up when he is in action. Good mask, tidy hood...

Wyatt paused for a moment.

At first, we guessed that it was the assassin's habit, and also guessed that he might want to cover up his body features and hide his identity. But later, everyone knew his name, and he still wore it correctly.

Huai Ya's eyes sharpened:

So I suddenly thought, is it possible that the dress is not for concealing identity, but for other, more important reasons?

The two guests remained motionless, but Huai Ya no longer cared about them:

Fifth, and the trickiest, weirdest, and most incredible point: Lausanne II's unusual physique.

The attendant remembered what he had seen and heard, and was worried:

The first time we fought against him, he escaped with several arrows in his body, but he was alive and kicking the next day; the second time we fought, he was sieged and scarred, but he could still fight fiercely for dozens of rounds without losing the wind; the third time , he was blasted from head to toe by a large amount of crystal fireworks, but the next day he was able to join the generals to fight with swords; for the fourth time, he was tricked into drinking the rare strong poisonous alcohol in the world ...

Huai Ya sighed and looked at the houses in the darkness:

Of course, I believe we will see the result of the fourth round in a while.

The attendant's expression changed:

But as far as I know, in the circle of underground gangs, only the leader of the Black Street Brotherhood enjoys this strange legend of invulnerability and immortality.

At this moment, Thales, who hadn't spoken for a long time, suddenly spoke:

It's just a legend.

The three were slightly surprised by the prince's interruption, but quickly returned to the topic.

I couldn't figure out the answers to all the above questions, so I had to ask around and brainstorm.

Huai Ya seriously said:

Until a senior former police officer of the Royal Capital sent me a dossier about a serial murder in Yongxing City decades ago.

Serial murders.

Yannick frowned slightly.

The prince's attendant glanced sharply at the two guests:

And the answers revealed in this dossier almost answered all the questions.

There was a long silence on the sentry tower.

Until Earl Li slowly turned his neck and asked a word:

everything?

————

you.

Lausanne II stopped on the nearest roof, a few steps away from Catherine.

After a round of fireworks was set off, the night sky in the Emerald City became quiet.

The whole city is brightly lit, only here is not in the dark.

Because you betrayed us.

Lausanne II said softly.

You and Fogg, you leaked the attack plan - we ambush Black Sword, and it became him ambush us.

So, we lost to our own people.

Catherine frowned.

You know it's Fogg? Impossible, then you still have to fight with him— She quickly figured it out, extremely unwilling, Wait, that's why that old hat who raised fish betrayed me, and with the red viper Snakes mixed together!

Fogg, that duplicitous coward.

Thinking of this, Catherine couldn't suppress her anger.

One day, I will feed that old hat to the tank of piranhas he kept!

Lausanne II shook his head:

He's not you, Knife.

Fergie is human.

And you.

You are just a knife.

Catherine took a deep breath.

Well, even so, even if he was prepared to ambush you...

She raised her head slowly, forcing herself to smile:

But do you really think that it was Black Sword who made a breakthrough in front of the battle back then, performed supernormally, and defeated you openly? Killed Turnbull?

Lausanne II frowned slightly.

What?

Catherine sneered:

Didn't you feel it when you fought Heijian that day?

Phantom Blade tutted:

That kind of unconscious erratic lightness, confused and confused perception, ups and downs of emotions, excited spirit, and between fingers... Catherine described, and she began to tremble uncontrollably, Slightly imperceptible trembling .”

Behind the goggles, Lausanne II's childlike hole slowly enlarged.

That kind of thing is normal for ordinary people, but for swordsmen, it's fatal--tremor. Catherine gritted her teeth, and subconsciously hugged the severed arm tightly.

Lausanne II lowered his sword.

He looked quietly at his hand holding the sword—it was in a straight line with the sword edge, solid and stable, without trembling, like a frozen lake without a single ripple.

but……

'Sunshine'. Lausanne II answered softly.

right!

Catherine beat the chimney hard:

Yes, it was the 'Sunshine' who killed the boss of 'Dog Tooth' back then—but aren't you surprised?

Her tone changed, gloomy and mysterious:

Back then, you were self-disciplined, kept your home and life simple, and kept your diet in order. In order to keep killing people, let alone drugs, you didn't smoke or drink alcohol, let alone before you set out to act?

Catherine opened her eyes wide:

Why and where did you take in 'sunshine'?

Lausanne II clenched the hilt of his sword tightly, and his expression was difficult to distinguish under the mask.

Don't you think about it, the day you set off to kill Heijian, or even the days, weeks, and months before that, what did you eat and drink?

Catherine continued to speak, her vocal cords beguiling:

Have you never doubted it for so many years?

Suspect……

Lausanne II repeated in his heart.

Dogtooth first, then you, Catherine sneered, Aren't you surprised?

strangeness……

Lausanne II breathed suddenly.

Catherine smiled, very relieved:

And when you came back, didn't you try to find her?

she……

Lausanne II did not speak.

Phantom Blade narrowed his eyes:

Then do you know where she is now?

In the next second, Lausanne II turned around, the sword flashed like lightning, and the night thundered!

Ding!

With a crisp sound, he blocked a hidden weapon with his long sword.

But at the same time, with a few swishes, more hidden weapons struck him from the night sky!

trap.

Because he didn't know the details, Lausanne II no longer blocked rashly, but turned his feet continuously, jumped onto another roof, and dodged all hidden weapons in an instant.

Snapped! Clap!

I saw the hidden weapons hitting the ground, the wall, and the roof, making crackling noises and shattering one after another.

But at that moment, Lausanne II's complexion changed drastically!

wrong.

Something is wrong.

Lausanne II subconsciously covered his mouth and nose under the mask!

this smell is...

yes……

In the next second, Dongdi knelt down on one knee, gasping for air!

The liquid splashed from the concealed weapon, which was actually just a glass potion bottle, splashed in all directions, overflowed the roof, and dripped down the eaves.

But Lausanne II's breath froze.

No.

impossible.

Shock and fear appeared in his eyes, like a wild beast meeting its natural enemy.

impossible!

No, no, no...

At that moment, the organs, tissues, and structures in Lausanne II's body, every unit, every corner began to tremble!

They struggled, roared, and rioted...

Trying to get out of his grasp.

No!

Hahaha, I already knew your details.

Catherine kicked away a broken medicine bottle under her feet, regardless of the pungent smell of the liquid inside.

About how you changed from a hard-bodied and tough killer, she gritted her teeth viciously, looking at the trembling opponent who was covering her head tightly, to an incorrigible coward.

coward?

No.

No!

!

Lausanne II struggled desperately, writhing, resisting his own body to the death.

Listen to me, listen to me, listen to me...

But they, they, they have never been so powerful, one by one, scrambling to crush his will.

no no no no...

Inwardly, he spoke to them almost pleadingly.

please……

not now, not now...

The killer's vision began to change color.

Into that brilliant and terrifying scarlet.

With a clang, the long sword dropped from his hand and rang loudly on the roof.

Don't.

please……

Finally, Lausanne II raised his head in pain and fear.

Looking at the smiling Catherine.

There is only one thought left in my mind.

escape.

run away!

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For several weeks, what people have seen is that Lausanne II has committed several blood events in the Emerald City, such as the deaths of wine merchants, wool merchants, advocates, including the death of the chief constable, which point to obvious major events. , was even used by Federico to accuse the Duke...

Wyah looked serious:

But at the same time, in places that people can't see, in the gray areas and dark alleys of the city, there are many unremarkable deaths: the victims are mostly outlaws in gangs, in twos and threes, sporadic Scattered, once made the Blood Bottle Gang think it was a gang fight.

Having said that, Huai Ya changed the subject:

But it's just these inconspicuous 'gang fates' that have more doubts.

Yannick was thoughtful, while Li Ze's eyes were cold.

Thales held up the binoculars and looked at the scenery outside the tower, but he took a deep breath when he heard the words.

First of all, most of the victims disappeared when they were sporadic. Burnt, illegible.

However, it's not just the Blood Bottle Gang: Here, in North Gate Bridge and New Suburbs, on the territory of the Black Street Brotherhood, some gangsters have been attacked and disappeared one after another. It's just that compared to the Blood Bottle Gang, the local leaders of the Brotherhood are more aggressive. It's ruthless, just suppress the matter.

After Huai Ya finished speaking, he looked at the two guests.

This is no ordinary gang fight, Yannick said softly, frowning slowly.

of course not.

Wyatt nodded solemnly.

The attendant took a deep breath:

Decades ago, the serial murder case in Eternal Star City caused panic, but it was successfully solved in the end. After finding the clues, it only took two police officers—one of whom was a trainee—to capture the murderer in one fell swoop.

He stared carefully at Yannick Houllier from Feast Leader:

At that time, the former king Eddie even sent a letter of credence for this, and seriously questioned the leader of the banquet—the chairman of your council, Marvolo, immediately wrote back to apologize, claiming that he would send someone to deal with this matter and hunt down the fugitives of the family.

Of course, before the envoy of the banquet came to intervene, the police officer solved the problem, and the murderer was tied to the rack and died in the open air.

Thales didn't turn around, but just nodded.

Yannick sighed:

I was sleeping in the tomb at the time, and I heard something after waking up. There is no doubt that it was a tragedy, whether it is for your country or for us...

Wyah interrupted him unceremoniously, as if they had long forgotten their identities:

But everything recorded in that eucalyptus is almost everything that Emerald City has experienced today!

Yannick wasn't angry, just bowed silently.

Huai Ya took a deep breath, waved his hand, and pointed at Haoyue:

It's nothing else that causes Lausanne II's strength to fluctuate, but the weather!

Thales was satisfied to see that the two guests listened quietly without saying a word.

When the red sun is high, Lausanne II is unwell and his movements are limited. It is not a super-level choice to try his best, Huai Ya's eyes widened. His physical strength and strength, coupled with his unparalleled swordsmanship, make him difficult to defeat even in the extreme.

And among so many fights, the only time he voluntarily escaped was indoors, Wyah made a bow, Our archers shot through the windows from outside the house, and shot down the sunshade curtains.

That's why he has to be dressed that way - during the day, he needs adequate shelter from the sun, like a head-to-toe black cloth, to protect himself from the sun.

Wyatt paused.

As for his abilities... I found someone from the Blood Bottle Gang who knew him back then, and confirmed one thing: Lausanne II, or at least, the killer Lausanne II who was a dozen years ago, has no abilities.

Yannick's eyes moved:

There was no ability more than ten years ago? That means...

Wyatt nodded:

There is no doubt that he has acquired the 'Evil Whisper' recently, and it has not been long—or, relatively recently, so he is not familiar with it in actual combat, and his control is unstable, contradicting himself.

Yannick looked at Li on the other side with complicated eyes.

At this moment, Thales suddenly read a scripture:

'When the test comes, the devil will whisper, and the evil spirit will whisper, in a language we cannot understand'.

The others were all taken aback.

The prince turned to the guests of Kingdom of the Night and said ironically:

I'm just curious, how could someone think of taking references from the sacred Sunset Teaching Scripture to name his... this kind of person's ability? For what, irony, or ridicule?

Li was silent.

Thales chuckled, waved his hand, and signaled Wyatt to continue.

This also explains his superhuman perception, Wyatt said, Lausanne II was able to track all the way to the sewer, not by a dog's nose, but by his sensitivity to the bloody smell of the target. As for the fact that he heard someone talking underground It's too loud, he can hear it even standing on the ground, it's probably not bragging, but the truth, it's a special racial talent.

Doubt takes a deep breath:

In this way, there is an answer to why Lausanne II was repeatedly killed, including the attacks and disappearances of so many members of the Blood Bottle Gang and Brotherhood.

The attendant stared at the two guests, unable to hide his resentment:

Because every action, especially after every serious injury, he needs nourishment, food, energy, and special supplements to exert his super racial resilience and repair wounds at an unimaginable speed. , with 'immortal and ever-new'.

Hearing Immortality is always new, Yannick frowned subtly.

Only Huai Ya snorted coldly:

That's why the bodies of those who suffered misfortune as 'ingredients', whether they were spectator thugs or street thugs, were manipulated, blistered, knifed, and burned—in order to cover up how they died, especially An open wound on a vital blood vessel.

It's not just them.

Thales interjected:

It also includes those key figures-the wine merchant, the wool merchant and his mistress, the retired chief of security, and Kaguire who received me. In fact, they were all bloodletted to death.

The teenager shook his head, with complicated emotions:

I guess, as a 'novice' who has only been in the business for more than ten years, Lausanne II is different from you. He can't control his desire very much—it's inhuman.

After hearing the prince's strange ending, there was a long, long silence on the sentry tower.

Until Yannick sighed:

us?

Huai Ya snorted coldly.

That's right, after all the clues are integrated, they all point to the only possibility.

His eyes were vigilant, and he was decisive:

Lausanne II, who once survived a catastrophe and returned to the Emerald City more than ten years later, is no longer a human being.

Wyah held down his sword hilt:

He has long since become a cruel, vicious, impulsive and savage...

The attendant looked at the two unusual guests, took a deep breath, and finally gave up the more polite address:

vampire.

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Eternal Star City, Fuxing Palace.

Don't worry, that file was revised by your brother back then.

Under the lights, Lady Jine lowered her head and processed the palace documents in front of her:

The secret department of the kingdom is very clean. No one, including the Ka Suo family, will find out that the rookie trainee security officer who has only been employed for a few years is actually using a pseudonym.

In front of the window, a strong figure was silent for a long time.

Resume.

No problem, the secret department has even compiled this, Ji Ni said teasingly without raising her head, the 'non-staff temporary assistant trainee' police officer who entered the security hall through the back door, made troubles, and had no hope of promotion, Xicheng The chief villain of the Security Department, Kai Yodel, unfortunately died in the war during the Bloody Year, and his family has no father, no mother, no...

Having said that, Jine realized something, and she raised her eyes calmly.

That's right, the figure in front of the window murmured, There is truth in the false, and there is false in the true.

Ji Ni trembled slightly, lowered her head, her complexion pale.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Why?

The court lady suddenly spoke up.

The figure in front of the window turned around.

When I found the lair back then, I repeatedly told you to go back to the hall to report first, and then act after gathering support, but... Ji Ni turned a page, seemingly carelessly:

A certain stunned young man just doesn't listen.

The figure opposite was silent for a while, as if recalling the past.

Because then it will be too late, and the credit will only be someone else's.

real?

My immediate superior is very harsh, said the figure across from her indifferently, she often educates me while smoking a cigarette, 'everything is for the sake of breaking the case'.

There is also a time limit.

Ginny was silent when she heard the words.

After a few seconds, she couldn't help but laugh.

So, Ginny snorted softly, you just happened to bump into that vampire to get up, and almost got your carotid artery torn?

The figure paused for a while, and he slowly reached out to touch the collar of his neck.

And the scar down there.

Almost.

He said quietly:

You found something wrong later, so you arrived in time.

Jinny's smile disappeared:

What if I can't make it?

Then the security officer will be much more relaxed, and he will no longer have to wipe the ass of Shabi's subordinates who walked through the back door. The figure on the other side didn't care.

Officer Jine snorted coldly, then lowered her head again:

asshole.

Besides, the figure snorted softly, if I hadn't done that, I wouldn't have died, that old Vitano who was mean, hidden, sneaky, and only listened to my father's orders, how could he Are you willing to do it?

Ji Ni still didn't look up, and said unceremoniously:

It deserves it.

The lights flickered, and the room fell into a long silence.

Until the figure's voice sounded again:

Because of myself.

Jinie's eyes moved.

Because I want to.

I saw the figure on the opposite side pacing slowly,

Coming to a gorgeous and expensive crystal cabinet, looking at the nine-star crown kept there, he slowly stretched out his hand.

Because at that time, I was used to relying on my elder brother. The figure on the opposite side spoke faintly, as if in a daze, the 'Xicheng Police Department's chief villain' with the help of his boss...

He wants it for the first time, no matter how stupid or dangerous it is, he wants it...

I want to rely on myself, only rely on myself, to do it...

...something.

Everything is fine.

Ginny was silent when she heard the words.

The figure also fell silent and stopped making any sound.

Only the nine-star crown in the crystal cabinet is left, which is still shining brightly and has never been dimmed.