Kingdom’s Bloodline

If we put aside the experience and state of mind of several parties involved, last night's Battle for the Front Banquet was undoubtedly very successful: the scale was grand, the hospitality was thoughtful, the guests were distinguished, the atmosphere was warm, and the fireworks at the final ceremony were like a dream. Mostly satisfied.

In addition, as the heir to the kingdom, the Duke of Thales' visit from afar proved the heritage and foundation of the Emerald City and even the entire South Bank in the kingdom, which brought honor to Duke Jann and the Kevin Dill family.

As for Ms. Hilley's well-dressed appearance and finale appearance, it was even more colorful, astonishing everyone, and the response was fierce. All the participants from all over the world praised and talked about it, bringing a fashion trend that is both mysterious and natural. .

And from the moment Duke Jann announced the start of the celebration at zero o'clock, the entire Emerald City entered the rhythm of carnival:

The taverns and hotels were full, and the bosses had to add seats outside the door, move out the food and drink that had been stocked three months in advance, and carried out promotional activities that seemed to be preferential and exclusive packages that seemed to be exclusive; minstrels took to the streets, Waving your hand and playing a tune in a crowded place can call for a chorus of various accents, forcing more people to join in to overwhelm those out-of-tune ghosts crying and howling; no matter how poor the skills are, no matter how bad the professionalism is on the streets As a busker, as long as you have a loud enough voice, sing and dance, have a serious attitude and smile to greet people, you can earn applause and a few consolation coins no matter what;

Vendors in the market set up new stalls that mainly focus on festive and congratulatory goods, using the atmosphere to stir up business, and it is not a dream to be full of money; the patrols of the police officers in the dock area have increased significantly to deal with foreigners who are drunk and fighting This is a polite way of saying, because most of the time it is the locals who drink too much; the theater and circus owners in the Goddess District have exhausted their energy and set up the stage at the crossroads, a short distance from their competitors; Batches of actors take turns competing to perform, performing the most important show of the year in the cruelest but most dreamy way, and the people standing around and the frequency of their colorful voices are the most primitive and intuitive evaluation, It is the reward most desired by playwrights and actors in this life;

It is rare for children to break free from the shackles of their homes, rushing to the street in groups to play and play, begging for a little food here, and a piece of jewelry there. In special times, the helpless public servants can only laugh it off; couples, lovers, and family members hold hands, or go out to play in festive or excited or elegant or dignified, The various programs along the way can keep them from returning home at twelve o'clock at night...

At night, even the poorest families want to light the brightest lights, smiling and telling family members who go out to come back later, to wish a bright future and a bright future; rich families light up endless fireworks, At the cost of disturbing people's sleep, the streets and urban areas are brightly illuminated, decorated with festive decorations, and boast of wealth; the fire brigade in the police station has to run back and forth behind the horseshoes of the green hats, while yelling at these guys who set off fireworks in prohibited areas, On the one hand, the rewards for police dispatch and overtime work during the celebration are five to ten times the usual ones...

do not talk,

Huai Ya poked at Nexi, who had just come back from the outside with a worried face, and was so happy that she spit and stared, Can't you see it?

In front of them, Thales put his hands on the window sill, staring at the bustling Emerald City, with a gloomy face that seemed to drip water.

Oh, yes, Your Highness seems to be unhappy? Nexi lowered his voice and realized.

It seems so. Why do you say 'again'?

Well, after seeing it, I am quite satisfied with that lady, D.D came in from outside the door holding a bag of meat floss cakes bought from the market, and sent one to each person he saw, So in reverse Worrying, how can I make up for the troubles I caused these days and restore my relationship with my brother-in-law?

Nonsense, is His Highness such a person? Huai Ya swallowed and took the cake.

of course not.

D.D was strict with his words, and then his expression changed:

But their family is really rich. Look at the banquet last night. The food was luxurious...

At this moment, Mallos pushed open the door, followed by Glover and Miranda, and security officers such as Caguiret, who was a guide and travel security for Thales.

Wyatt quickly stood up straight, threw the bite-sized cake back into Doyle's bag, D.D threw the bag to Nehi, and Nehi was frantically looking for a place to hide the bag, but Mallos still saw it.

Thales turned his head from the window sill with a serious expression.

Mira, zombie, I'm sorry, but I trouble you to make this trip.

Glover nodded and was about to speak.

Not at all, Your Highness. Miranda, who took off her dress, changed back to her daily attire, looking radiant, It's better than a banquet.

Zombie frowned:

I'm right.

Thales turned to the guest:

Officer Kaguire, thank you for taking them to prison.

Sergeant Kaguilei smiled brightly: During the Emerald Festival, my duty is to provide convenience for His Royal Highness, but if you need it, you can do whatever you want.

Thales nodded and looked at Miranda and Glover.

How about it?

Cut your wrists, Miranda concluded. Last night, before and after the celebration fireworks, Dagory Moss sat in the corner of the cell. Blood flowed down the wall and into the gutter, so no one noticed. Etc. When the guards and inmates found out, it was already too cold.

Thales frowned:

Is it suicide?

Glover snorted coldly:

The prison guards think so.

Kaguire hastily added:

By the way, a sharpened piece of wood was found in Moss's arms. It was probably broken off from the handle of the tableware, and it was still stained with blood. It was evidence of his wrist cutting.

Thales was silent for a while.

Is it evidence?

The prince said in a deep voice: Or is it the wrong guidance left by others?

These words made everyone's mood sink.

Police officer Kaguilei heard this, and couldn't help but said:

By the way, the jailers said that Moss has been depressed these days. He knows what he has committed, and he knows that if he is caught, there will be no good fruit to eat. Instead of living and suffering and hurting his family, it is better...

Thales' complexion did not change:

That's it? Suicide in fear of crime?

Glover snorted coldly:

No, those jailers are lying.

Kaguire's expression changed.

The scene looks like suicide, but there are many doubts.

Miranda stepped forward, stretched out her wrist, and gestured to Thales: There are two arteries in a human's wrist, one shallow and one deep, on both sides of the big and small thumbs. Most people commit suicide by cutting their wrists. The superficial branch on the side of the thumb does not bleed quickly, and it can be rescued if it is found in time.

However, the wound on Moss's hand is deep enough to show the bone, and even cut through the deep artery, bleeding heavily in a short period of time, which is both low-key and effective.

Miranda nodded her wrist:

Don't say that there are only sharp pieces of wood in his arms, even if he uses a sharp metal blade...

Having said that, she glanced at Mallos, making the latter puzzled for a while.

This requires skilled and powerful techniques, and even more ruthless courage.

Glover's eyes were sharp: But the wine merchant has neither.

Thales had a serious expression, and he exchanged glances with Mallos:

Is it.

Hearing this, Police Officer Kaguile was a little embarrassed. He hesitated again and again, but finally took a deep breath and chose to speak.

Actually, I was in prison just now, and I couldn't say too much in front of my colleagues... But since that's the case, Your Highness, yes, Ms. Arend is right.

Taylor's eyes moved:

Officer Kaguire?

Before I was transferred to the security department, I also worked in prisons. I have seen many such situations, Kaguire sighed. The caliber is determined to be a suicide. I think that the death of the wine merchant is likely to be a homicide, and then disguised as a suicide.

Thales' eyes moved: In your opinion, who did it?

Kaguire hesitated for a while:

When Moss died, the prisoners present were all petty theft criminals, and they would go to prison every few months. During the few days when Moss was in prison, they came in again. It was a great coincidence.

You mean they did it? Why?

Kaguire coughed:

According to the colleagues in the Police Department who investigated the case of Moss, that wine merchant ruined the lives of many people, most of whom were workers who were owed wages, farmers who owed money, and partners who lost everything... But when Moss arrived in the Emerald City, he was clothed in fine clothes and fed, hugged and embraced, and he was unwilling to give them a single coin.

Thales' eyes were a little dazed:

Yes, he does owe a lot of people.

Kaguire continued:

However, Emerald City's laws are strict, and Moss is too cunning, and he can afford a defender. What's more, he used to go up and down, contact old friends, and grab power... Maybe his enemies know that even if he goes to the trial court, he can't get it back. justice……

Thales thought for a moment:

Just take the risk and kill him for revenge?

Kaguire shook his head:

I dare not say whether it was for revenge or debt collection, whether it was intentional or impulsive killing, but it must have something to do with them.

D.D on the side couldn't help but said: How dare they kill people in Emerald City? Are they still in prison?

Because of being in the Emerald City, and the prison.

Kaguire saluted.

It's ashamed to announce this, but both the Blood Bottle Gang and the Brotherhood have such a way: if someone wants to disappear, they can't do it on the street, because there will be endless troubles, so they usually trick them to the pier and pretend to be drunk and drowned , to avoid being traced... and going to prison is even more different, committing suicide in fear of crime is a good cover.

Mallos suddenly asked:

So Moss' enemies hired the murderer?

Kaguire nodded and admitted:

It seems so at the moment, but how to put it, if he doesn't cling to the powerful and jump up and down, maybe he won't be so unlucky.

Why? Thales asked strangely.

Kaguire glanced at Thales:

Moss' case involves many parties. Normally, he should be locked in a small dark room alone and interrogated severely, but because of his relationship with His Highness...

His Royal Highness Thales has nothing to do with him, Mallos reminded him blankly, They just met on the road, that's all.

Officer Kaguire immediately changed his words:

Of course. In short, this wine merchant was transferred to a temporary prison for petty criminals. He was treated well, with three meals a day, someone to chat with, and he could go out regularly... No, something went wrong.

Thales' eyes slowly focused.

If you... the Emerald City Police Department track down, can you find the person who hired the murderer?

Kaguire nodded first, and then looked embarrassed.

If you want to look for it, of course you can find it, but, Your Highness...

Thales looked at him.

To put it bluntly, a scum like Moss, who has always been domineering and oppressing workers, who ran away with money when things went wrong, and caused countless people to lose their homes and wives, deserves what he deserves, the police officer coughed, Your Highness I have already suffered from him once, so why bother... No matter for Moss himself, or for those who have been deceived by him, or even for those who will be deceived by him in the future, he is better dead than alive.

The same is true for the Security Office, right? Thales said suddenly.

Kaguire was a little puzzled, but Thales quickly smiled and motioned for Kongmuto to see off the guests:

I see, thank you very much for your help, Sergeant Sergeant.

After Kaguire left the room, Thales let out a long sigh:

So, Moss died of a vendetta and was hired as a murderer, do you believe it?

Everyone exchanged glances with each other.

Miranda kept looking at the direction where Kaguire was leaving, and snorted lightly when she heard this:

This police officer is very slick, no wonder he was assigned to be your guide.

Mira?

Miranda looked back:

He is very familiar with those jailers, and he is familiar with taking us in. When Glover and I questioned, he always came out to smooth things over.

As for just now, seeing that we judged that Moss did not commit suicide, he immediately turned around, showing a reluctance, determined to tell His Highness the truth, and told a reasonable, labor-saving and trouble-free story. The crime also brings the case to an end.

D.D folded his arms:

Didn't you forget to say something wrong in the middle, implying that Moss had a very good relationship with your Highness, and that's why he ended up like this?

Thales shrugged.

Mallos sighed:

I guess no one wants to do a murder during a celebration, especially a sensitive man caught between a duke and a prince, with official failures and off-site economic disputes.

As for his reasoning, no, the story he told...

Miranda rubbed her black gloves, her eyes moved slightly:

Vendetta, which means that they don't have to bother to check the motive of the murder to verify the evidence, because everything stems from the old grievances that Moss asked himself before; hiring a murderer, that is to say, even if the 'murderer' found in the end is the same as Moss There is no grudge against Sri Lanka, and they can also convict and close the case, because anyway, it is a hired murder.

If you want to pursue it, this should be the 'statement' that best suits the interests of all parties.

Kong Mutuo closed the door and sighed softly when he heard the words:

It's no wonder that the major security departments in Emerald City are all known for their high efficiency and high rate of solving crimes. Seeing them today makes me envious of my colleagues.

D.D spread his hands:

And he is indeed abiding by the law. How do you say that, 'The Emerald City believes in justice and the law'?

Maybe it's because I believe too much, Mallos' eyes flickered. Law and justice are always compared and equated. This is true, and it is indeed the most ideal state, but in reality...

The watchman said nothing.

'If you believe in the law too much, justice risks being ignored, and if you believe in justice too superstitiously, the law may be trampled on.'

Everyone turned their heads in unison, looking at Huai Ya who said these words, extremely surprised.

Durant Embisio's Convention as Custom and Habit as Law, Huai Ya came back to his senses, feeling baffled by everyone's stares, I'm preparing for the entrance exam of the Royal Guard recently, which is the moral section. Bibliography...what's the matter, don't you read when you're on duty?

Glover frowned, D.D rolled his eyes, Rolf snorted disdainfully, and Nexi unconsciously moved his body to cover the cake bag under his feet more tightly.

Kong Mutuo shook his head and muttered in a low voice:

As expected of the son of the Ka Suo family.

Okay, let's get back to the topic.

Thales sighed, and took out the little puppet bear:

Who killed Moss? Why? How does it affect us?

Glover took a deep breath: The person who wants to kill him...

But Miranda spoke on the other side:

According to what you said, Moss was the one who worked secretly for the Emerald City to make money. Now that he has done something wrong and knows too much, it is reasonable that the Duke of Iris wants to silence him.

Glover froze.

Thales nodded.

Yes, it makes sense.

But is that all?

Thales couldn't help but think of the girl from last night.

Moreover, Moss has another identity...an identity that cannot be announced to the public.

But Jann promised me, Thales frowned, He said that he would keep Moss alive and observe.

Maybe, but that was before Miss Hilley showed up. D.D answered subconsciously.

But he soon realized that everyone immediately turned to him with playful eyes, especially the prince's eyes.

Um, sorry. D.D had to take a step back.

Maybe we shouldn't get to the bottom of it.

Unexpectedly, it was Mallos who spoke.

With all due respect, in the eyes of the public, Moss was imprisoned as a 'businessman following the prince', the watchman said cautiously, Now that he is dead, it is not a bad thing for His Highness .”

And going too deep... I'm afraid we will get a bad reputation again.

Going too deep...

But Thales remembered something.

Kaguire said that Moss died around midnight last night?

Miranda nodded: That's what they said.

At that time, was Kongming Palace setting off fireworks?

Mallos frowned: What's wrong?

Thales took a deep breath:

Kaguire also said that Moss was running up and down in the Emerald City, contacting old friends, and clinging to the powerful?

Everyone looked at each other, wondering what His Highness was thinking.

Thor, go and find out who Moss managed to contact before he met me.

Mallos was taken aback:

Your Highness?

I know, you don't want me to get to the bottom of it, Thales grabbed the little puppet bear in his hand, his eyes ecstatic, but there are some things here...

Need to clarify.

Mallos sighed upon seeing this:

I see.

After everyone left, Thales fell on the bed with a splitting headache.

The king, the secret department, the Emerald City, Jain, Shirai, the Emerald Celebration, Moss...

Sunset.

After ordering today's itinerary, Mallos stepped forward to care:

Are you all right?

It's okay, but, it's been a long time since I've seen this. You don't have to do it yourself, as long as you talk, your subordinates will be able to bring you the feeling of results.

Thales exhaled:

By the way, Thor, remind me, what are you going to do on the first day of the Emerald Festival?

On this day in history, the 'Southern' Hyman I and Queen Regina stepped into the Temple of the Sunset, witnessed the oath before God, and formed a marriage, Mallos replied slowly, So, today is the public day of the Emerald Festival. On the day of prayer, both the temple and the church will hold their own activities to connect believers, attract the public, and promote the faith of the sunset.”

public?

Thales ignited hope: Is it nothing to do with me?

Mallos changed the subject:

As for the upper echelons of Emerald City headed by the duke, they have to go to the altar of the Sunset Temple to participate in public prayers, offer sacrifices to the Goddess of the Sunset, and then go to the church of the Sunset Church to listen to the priests and priests to preach, and a series of religious ceremonies... ...Of course, the most important thing is that you have to appear in front of the people to show your devotion and respect to the Goddess of the Setting Sun.

Thales rubbed his face in pain.

Thor, may I send you in my place?

Mallos narrowed his eyes and looked at him for a few seconds, then fished out the little puppet bear on the bed, turned and left.

You have five minutes to dress, Your Highness.

Don't be late.

My brother, old friend and comrade-in-arms, respected second prince of Star Kingdom and Duke of Xinghu, Polaris, Your Excellency Thales Canxing:

Seeing letters is like meeting.

After a seven-year farewell, I often think about it, I hope you are well, and I forgive you for exchanging pleasantries.

Even though it's far away across the ocean, I've heard stories about Polaris from time to time in the Blood Sea Palace:

Going north alone to block the front of the army, the sky collapsed and the earth fell to witness Wang Xi.

Wang Yan fought to save his life, and bravely broke into the palace against his fate.

Others may marvel at your youthful prowess, lament your superhuman courage, or even question the authenticity of such deeds, but I assure you in the name of my father, Thales, your loyal friend, Katrin of Blood Sea Throne Na Corleone was by no means one of them.

In fact, I am not surprised by these legendary deeds of yours, let alone surprised. I even think that compared with the words on paper, your real experience should be much more, and the weirdness is even more unimaginable. Gein seven years ago , the experience of fighting side by side with you in the birch forest in the north made me realize: sometimes there are heroes, and life is like a tide.

However, a great hero is bound to be accompanied by endless sorrow. I believe you have already felt this sentence after experiencing the storm, not to mention the revival of Miyako. I should give you more thoughts.

It's a pity that such troubles are destined to be impossible to confide in others, because only the same people can understand the difficulties of being in their position and holding the chess pieces.

Count the days, and you should be in the Emerald City when you open this letter. Can the city of the unknown queen be as the king wishes? Prosperous and prosperous, can it be in the eyes of the king? The in-laws match, can they be married? The other palace is empty and bright, can you rest your mind?

A century ago, the Parrot Federico Kevin Dill sent an envoy to the Throne of the Blood Sea, opened the communication between Blood Fang and Iris, connected sea trade, and communicated with politics. Looking closely, I have a deep understanding, and I know that the Kongming Palace is dark, difficult to distinguish, complex and special, and it is the best among the stars and even the West.

In my opinion, from Federico the parrot to Cork the croissant, from Mela the old woman to Bella the witch queen, to the recent Leinster, Sona brothers, and even the current generation of Kevin Dill, the Iris family Generations of people have their own characteristics, but they also have commonalities that cannot be ignored: shrewdness, tolerance, ruthlessness, sensitivity, tenacity, deep city, and the greed that is hidden deep in their hearts, and I am afraid they themselves have never known it.

I want you to know that it's the kind of people that built the Emerald City, and it's the kind of people that confront you.

Of course, I know that you have always been smart, resourceful, resourceful, and have your own means to deal with irises.

Half a year ago, Jann Cavendir wrote me a letter. In addition to respectfully resuming the relationship, he also mentioned our common enemy, my cunning and despicable sister who is used to deceiving and bewitching, blood Fang's family disgrace, the damned Serena Corleone.

As far as I know, Serena is still active in the Westland, and she appeared in Exeter's war against the Freedom Alliance not long ago. I am not surprised by this. With her bad character, she is bound to be unwilling to be inferior, and creating chaos to find opportunities has always been her forte, just like the conspiracy she performed against us back then.

I also heard that she climbed up to our relatives in the west land, and flirted with the ambitious people in the six clans of the feast leader. To be honest, after hearing this, I didn't know whether my sisters or my relatives in the west land were more unfortunate, but they were greedy. It is bound to kill itself.

However, Thales, there is no need to doubt, with Serena's extreme habit of vengeance, she will come to you one day to avenge you for foiling her plot.

I don't think you, as one of the people who confronted her, need to be warned of her dangers, but I'm concerned that she will take advantage of the situation and situation you're in, and step in when you're in trouble, Do not believe anything she says or does at that time.

Please keep in mind: based on your past and her past, Selina's purpose of warm words to you is to use and revenge, nothing else.

Fortunately, you are not alone, Thales, we stand together on this point, I would not let my evil sister hurt my ally, just like she hurt me.

The stars and the night are born to accompany each other to survive the cold.

Finally, Thales, although you stand on the ground, you can see the stars when you look up. When the sun goes down and the night falls, you may not be able to reach it if you reach out to explore.

Just as I walk in the dark night, but when I open my eyes and look at each other, what I see in my eyes is full of starlight, reflecting the road ahead like day.

For this reason, you have to hold on to the power in your hands and use it when necessary in order to expand it. This is the best way to solve the predicament and not lose.

This letter should be sent to you personally by my most trusted counsellor, Le Corleone. You bring my gift, I hope you will recognize:

Although the old feelings are hard to get over, hatred and separation are ultimately not conducive to survival. An Emerald City that communicates with us in friendship and trusts each other should meet our common expectations.

Hope you enjoy my gift.

May your bloodline last forever, just as the empire lasts forever.

Your sister, old friend and comrade in arms,

Faithful and reliable Katerina L.A. Van Corleone, who faced disaster with you,

Written in Nightmare Castle, Palace of Blood in the Kingdom of the Night

And again: Time flies, you should grow up, and your teeth should be replaced. This reminds me of my two teeth before, I don’t know where they are.