Kingdom’s Bloodline

Both Thales and Jen fell silent, and there were only two different breathing sounds in the compartment of the confession room.

she left.

Jen's voice came from the darkness.

I know. Thales replied sullenly.

After a few more seconds, Jen's voice sounded again:

Now, can we put aside our prejudices and have a good talk?

Thales took a deep breath, adjusted his mood, and nodded:

So, you didn't kill Moss, you just knew about his death in advance, and then concealed it?

If I really want to kill that wine merchant, then I will let him go first, and then give him a discounted cross-sea ticket, Zhan En said coldly, Even Judge Brennan can't say anything.

Thales was silent for a while, sighed, with complicated emotions:

Before entering the city on the first day, I told Moss: If he doesn't want to, he doesn't have to do it. I'll find an excuse to drive him away, and there won't be so many things later. At least he won't die in prison for no reason.

Jen snorted in disdain.

Can you stop being so kind and sentimental? Instead of being sad for a scum who doesn't deserve sympathy, why not think about what is behind his death?

But Thales interrupted him coldly:

A 'unsympathetic scum' is not enough to defend us.

No matter who Moss was or what he did, in the past few days, he was involved in our struggle and eventually died because of us. This is something we cannot ignore and escape.

Thales turned to Jann in the dark:

It's not about who he is, it's about who we are.

But Jen also sneered.

In such a struggle, there will always be collateral damage and others' sacrifices. This is inevitable and normal. If you can't accept it, Duke Iris sarcastically said, then it's best to quit the royal family immediately, give up the right of inheritance, and retire from now on. Shanlin, no, just to be on the safe side, commit suicide directly, so that no one will die because of you,

Great Saint Thales.

Thales took a deep breath.

I do not blame you.

What?

Thales shook his head, and chuckled indifferently:

There are three kinds of people in this world: scumbags, ordinary people and saints. And scumbags will always laugh at ordinary people: 'Since you can't understand scumbags, why don't you become a saint?'

The voice fell, and this time it was Zhan En's turn to be silent.

But he quickly recovered and countered:

That wine merchant, Moss, did you really tell him 'If you don't want to, you can choose not to do it'?

yes.

Yes, you gave him a choice, the Duke of South Bank sneered, but do you think he can still choose?

Thales frowned.

I know.

Most people can't be saints, Zhan En exhaled, seemingly sighing, especially when they find out that they can't even be ordinary people.

Thales was silent for a few seconds, then hummed softly:

Whatever you say.

The confession room fell silent again.

How is my sister?

Thales was taken aback:

Who, you mean Shirley.

Thinking of what happened yesterday, Thales suddenly felt a headache.

It's Ms. Kevin Dill, don't call her by her first name. Jann warned him coldly.

Oh, yes, Ms. Kevin Dill, Thales nodded perfunctorily in the dark, she is very good, not bad, a good girl, very good...

Zhan En turned his head abruptly, his eyes reflecting a cold glimmer in the darkness.

Thales spoke a slur.

I mean, well, she's actually not good, not at all...

Zhan En's eyes slowly narrowed in the darkness, but the cold light was stronger than before.

Thales hesitated again and surrendered helplessly:

Well, I'd better not mention her.

Jen was silent for a while.

When did you know her?

last night.

You think I'll believe it?

Well, it was actually a few days ago, Thales said helplessly, I was 'chatting' with Sister Karabyan, and your sister fell from the sky... Well, I just wanted to say hello.

The time you asked me if there were ghosts in Kongming Palace?

Damn, how does this guy remember so accurately.

Thales muttered softly, Probably so.

Mrs. Smallpox Corpse?

Oh, so you know wait, why are you so proficient?

That's the lifting mechanism. I helped her install it before. What did you talk about?

Thales had to sigh long in the face of Zhan En's aggressive questioning.

No, I didn't say anything... Then there was the Battle Banquet last night, I swear, that's it, I have no other communication with her. And I didn't mean to hide it from you, but, you know, for the sake of the overall situation , for stability.

Having said that, Thales shrugged sarcastically:

After all, who can guarantee that after you know that I've met your sister, will I throw some childish tantrums, do some impulsive things that might ruin your 'nothing went wrong for generations' banquets and celebrations?

Jen was silent for a while.

Repeating someone else's words in revenge will only make you appear narrow-minded and small-minded.

Small belly and chicken intestines?

Thales shook his head in disdain: When you drove the blood race to hunt me down seven years ago, why didn't you think of this?

Then what did she tell you at the Battle for the Fronts Banquet?

Nothing, just say hello again.

You mean, you guys were whispering in the corner, and she asked you to help fasten the back button, just to say hello?

Thales had a headache again.

Uh, this, last night, she said, said...

She said she was actually a spy sent by my father?

She said, say hello to me on behalf of the Kingdom Secret Division?

She also said, want me to be a real man?

Feeling that Jann's eyes became sharper, Thales had no choice but to speak:

Well, she told a lot of ghost stories, such as Faceless Coke, Mrs. Smallpox Corpse, Princess Ghost Hand, Soul Bone Yake...

Jacques.

What?

It's 'Soulbone Jacques', Zhan En said quietly, It's a nursery rhyme about demon ogres, which is spread around the East China Sea Territory.

Thales sighed helplessly:

Okay, Jacques. What else did she say about magic tricks, close-ups, long-range, distraction, misleading, I don't understand it very well

Wait! Zhan En's tone changed, and he suddenly raised his volume.

What?

Misguided.

Jen narrowed his eyes and seemed to think of something:

It made me think, why did Moss die? Why did he die?

Why did Moss die?

With a thought in Thales' mind, he also turned his head:

Or, what can his death lead to?

Jen thought for a few seconds:

No, Moss has been dead for a day. It should be said that during this day...

Thales followed his train of thought and took the words:

What has his death caused?

The two fell silent, both thinking.

No, as of this morning, everything in Emerald City is normal. Zhan En shook his head.

And my subordinates have also checked into the prison. Thales' expression changed, remembering something.

The two turned to each other at the same time, and both saw the glint in the other's eyes.

Everything is normal in Emerald City, Zhan En said faster, because out of worry and caution, I took measures at the Banquet to block the news of Moss' death and make it an ordinary suicide or vendetta.

Thales nodded:

That's why I questioned you angrily when my subordinates found out the doubts in the case...

You mean to insult me?

It does not matter……

So, misguided, Zhan En narrowed his eyes, the focus of Moss' death is not the case itself, or even Moss.

And with us? Thales followed his words.

The two looked at each other.

Those who killed Moss, they know us. Zhan En said.

Too understanding. Thales nodded.

Jen frowned: They accounted for my caution and your recklessness.

Thales raised his eyebrows: You mean, your suspicion and suspicion, my persistence and enthusiasm?

The two were silent for a few seconds in the dark.

Let's skip this topic...

I agree……

Thales took a deep breath and guessed:

That is to say, Moss is dead, and the more intense our conflict is now...

The more they hit their hands, such as the plate you threw in front of the altar just now. Zhan En affirmed.

Wrong guidance, Thales understood somewhat, Moss is just an introduction: they need you and me to conflict, to confront each other in the pursuit of one side and the concealment of the other side.

And it's better to have a bloody head, and you will die, so that they can find a loophole and wait for an opportunity to launch.

Then as a response, we will...

See through this point and reach a consensus, Zhan En said in a deep voice, If you don't pretend to be ignorant, keep the status quo.

you sure?

Then do you have a suggestion?

In the small confessional room, the two were thinking about each other, only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard.

In this case, then I should continue to confront you. For example, I will continue to investigate and investigate the death of Moss. Thales rolled his eyes, That's normal, right?

Jen didn't answer right away.

Yes, the Duke said softly after a few seconds, and I will do everything possible to obstruct you, conceal you, and frustrate you.

Uh, don't obstruct too much?

Didn't you say: If you want to pursue results, then follow through to the end?

Thales was silent for a while: You know, repeating others' words in revenge will only make you appear narrow-minded and small-minded?

Don't you think that sounds familiar?

The two faced each other silently in the confession room.

One more thing, Zhan En said suddenly, If they provoke us to conflict and really wait for me to show my flaws, then...

Taylor's heart sank:

What's that flaw?

Jen didn't speak, and after a full ten seconds, he spoke softly:

Listen up, Thales.

Um?

From now on, no matter what we do, what we encounter, no matter how we play back and forth with the king and the secret department, Zhan En's voice was as calm as usual, Regardless of good or bad, promise me, all of this has nothing to do with it. Hillary has nothing to do.

Thales was silent.

Don't get Hillary involved...

He didn't react until the other party urged him repeatedly:

Uh, yes?

Just listen to Jen continue:

My younger sister, she was weak and sickly since she was a child, and she didn't grow up like a normal child. Even her education was intermittent, and she couldn't get along with her peers.

Thales rubbed his eyebrows: I have the same feeling.

Later, I had to send her out to study and recuperate, the Duke said in a deep voice, but she developed a weird temper.

Thales thought deeply: It's really weird.

But he quickly sensed the other party's burning gaze, and added hesitantly:

Uh, actually...not that weird?

Jen glanced at him:

Therefore, she is also inexperienced, ignorant and simple, and has no political interests at all, and her heart is sinister.

Inexperienced, ignorant and simple...

Thales narrowed his eyes: Are you sure?

Zhan En's eyes were gouged out like knives again.

Thales quickly changed his words:

Oh, it makes sense, she is your sister, and of course you know her best.

Zhan En was silent for a while in the dark, and then sighed:

She doesn't belong here, Thales, she doesn't belong in our game.

Thales frowned tightly.

So, no matter what we, no matter what we scum... do, the Duke said in a distressed voice, as if trying to restrain himself, don't involve her.

Don't get her involved...

Thales was silent, and after a while, he sighed softly.

But what if she's still involved?

Jen's eyes moved.

I mean, Thales was a little sad, if Hille stays in the Emerald City...

It's 'Ms. Kevin Dill', Jann said coldly, Aren't you being polite?

Yes, Ms. Kevin Dill.

Thales didn't want to talk about the title with him:

But what I mean is, Xi, that, your sister is already here, and of course we don't want to involve her, and we won't involve her. But if my father, or the Kingdom Secret Division, if they count her in, count her into the Emerald City Is there a power struggle?

The Duke of South Bank did not speak.

He thought for a while, and said:

Then, Thales, I need you to do another thing.

Understood, Thales nodded in agreement with a feeling in his heart, I will try to minimize contact with her, and not let them have excuses...

Stay with her.

Okay what? Thales turned his head suddenly, his eyes widened.

But unexpectedly, Zhan En was very calm at the moment.

If everything is going our way, he said thoughtfully, and the death of Moss was just a prelude to pit us against each other so that they could take their chances...then I'm sure that's the case with Shirley. An 'opportunity,' at least one of those opportunities.

Thales gritted his teeth.

It's no coincidence that she suddenly returned to Kongming Palace. It's very likely that it's a secret department, Zhan En changed his words. breakthrough.

He turned to Thales, the gloom reflected in his eyes was particularly conspicuous in the darkness:

So, I need you to keep an eye on her, and any signs of trouble around her.

For a full dozen seconds, Thales just stared at him blankly.

Can you... can you find someone else?

Yes, but she won't be happy.

Then, do you think I'll be happy?

Don't worry, she knows I can't get along with you, Zhan En said with a disdainful smile, You'll be fine.

Oh, wait a minute, what kind of expression is this, what do you mean 'it will be fine'?

In short, keep an eye on her, and I'll take care of the rest.

Thales rolled his eyes:

But, don't worry about me and your sister...

You can't marry her, Zhan En said decisively, and she doesn't like you either.

So straightforward.

Thales bowed his head in a low voice:

You know, I thought you were always wary of my contact with Xi, um, your sister?

That's true, but...

Jen nodded and admitted:

However, since you can stand up for the Western Wilderness Assassin at the royal banquet regardless of your safety, you don't hesitate to tear your face off with me...

Jen sighed.

That's right, I can't stand the way you want to be a saint, he said quietly, but at least you're not a scum.

Thales was silent.

And what if I fail?

Thales looked up and said, with complicated emotions:

And what if they're still... or involving her?

Jen's figure paused in the dark.

Then I swear, in the name of Kevin Dill, whoever does this, I will make him worse

Okay! Stop!

Thales quickly raised his hand to interrupt:

Okay, don't throw away the rest of the cruel words, thank you.

Feeling the strange eyes of the other party, Thales shrugged:

You know, when you are old, you can't listen to oaths and curses.

Jen smiled.

That just means you're not old enough, Thales, said the Duke of South Bank, with deep meaning in his words, you haven't encountered enough despair, so much that you long for the curse to be true.

Thales also snorted softly:

That's not necessarily true, Jen, not necessarily.

Jen didn't say any more, he opened the door of the compartment, leaned into the light, and was about to leave,

Also, Thales, Zhan En paused, Although Cyclops may have mentioned it at the royal banquet, but...

He turned around and winked at Thales who was sitting in the dark:

The new star's proposal is still valid.

Nova's Proposal...

Thales frowned.

Not only that, but also what I said last night...I'm waiting, Thales.

Zhan En adjusted his clothes, his eyes were sharp:

Wait until you come up with a suitable price.

After saying that, he strode out of the confession room.

Thales was left alone, sitting alone in the dark, not knowing what to think.

Jen walked out of the confession room, and greeted the guests gracefully and gently along the way, until the butler Ashford quietly appeared behind him

You will go to inspect the people and listen to sermons later, the old housekeeper said respectfully, Do you need a rest?

But Zhan En didn't answer, he just looked at the huge statue of the sunset goddess behind the altar and smiled mysteriously.

I know, I just found out today, Zhan En smiled happily, So that kid is pretty good.

oh?

The next second, Jen put away his smile:

A good liar.

Ashford nodded.

I just confirmed that he may not know, but he pretends to be innocent, it's ridiculous. Zhan En said coldly.

Ashford remained calm and put on his cloak: Then are you sure?

This prince is a trap, from Fuxing Palace.

The Duke of South Bank turned around, took the cloak, calm as usual: He and His Majesty the King...

It's a gang.

On the other side, Thales walked out of the confession room exhausted, ignoring Priest Chadvi's mysterious and evil smile, and found his captain along the way.

Thor, do you know what the hardest thing in the world is?

You asked before, it was a lie, sorry, it was a half-truth. Mallos had just finished greeting several guests and turned to look at him.

Right, but I just discovered something even harder.

Confess with an enemy and come out smelling of cigarettes?

Taylor's smile faltered.

Mallos immediately coughed:

Sorry, please continue.

Thales snorted softly, patted his clothes unconsciously, and sniffed the smell:

The harder thing is to pretend to believe a lie. It's much harder than telling a lie.

So it's so difficult, and only you can do it in the whole world.

Thales shook his head, unintentionally countering his sarcasm:

Who did you send to gather information about Moss?

Kong Mutuo, he has contacts.

Not enough, send more people to dig deeper, Thales' expression gradually became serious, Believe me, Moss is the key.

Mallos' eyes moved:

Can I ask why?

Thales was silent for a while, then turned to look at the Statue of the Sunset, and below that, the Duke of South Bank who was about to leave for inspection:

Because I just found out...

The prince narrowed his eyes, and his eyes fell on Zhan En, showing a bit of coldness: Dagoli Moss, that wine merchant...

He did it.

Mallos frowned and fell into thought.

A few seconds later, a familiar figure approached from a distance and grabbed Thales' arm!

follow me!

The round-faced girl dragged Thales' hand expressionlessly and strode forward.

Oh, no, wait, no, you can't

Seeing who came, Thales looked terrified.

Hilley Cavendir froze, remembered something, turned around quickly, and circled Thales.

Oh, by the way, you're his nanny. Hilley leaned closer to the frowning Mallos, narrowing her eyes. Go on an appointment, don't you mind?

nanny……

Mallos twitched his eyebrows, but still smiled politely:

Of course not, just

But before Mallos finished speaking, Hilley turned around and disappeared around the corner with the terrified Thales.

The most difficult thing in the world, Your Highness...

Mallos looked at the place where they disappeared, sighed, talked to himself, and followed:

You really don't know.

My most dearest little Thales:

As the fiancé in words, have you eaten well, grown up quickly, and turned into a good young man with a mighty figure and everyone loves him?

Are you the same as before, mellow, delicious and lovable?

Have the tooth marks near the blood vessels on your neck and wrists disappeared? Does it hurt when it rains?

You were supposed to have been in the Northland for six or seven years, getting fucked to death by the Yankees?

Hahaha, that's great, without wasting blood and sweat, steel sharpening, how can it become the mainstay and overwhelm the river?

Just kidding, don't get annoyed, let alone tear up the letter.

I know what you think of me, but you have to admit at least one thing:

Without me, you would have fallen into the hands of the Black Prophet and even Kevin Dill, or in the mouth of that bloody, disgusting monster. You might have been flattened, rounded, crushed and digested.

You are welcome!

You are welcome! !

You are welcome! ! !

What's more, it is you who have been tempered and tempered by my painstaking efforts. With your fingertips, you killed King Nun and half of Dragon Clouds, and you seduced the Grand Duchess and half of Aix by winking. Te (really a playful man)?

In the end, you started a war that swept across the Golden Corridor. At the cost of endless corpses, you tried your best to fight your way back to the stars. That’s right. How boring it would be if you were mediocre and cowardly all the time. , I am not even interested in looking for you.

But I also heard that after you got home, you haven't been doing well recently? Your father is jealous of you, and the courtiers exclude you?

To be honest, I'm not surprised. I know your temperament. Sometimes it's as soft as my lips, and sometimes it's as hard as my sharp claws. It's a challenge to hunt unpredictable prey.

It doesn't matter, I understand your current situation very well, and I am happy to give you some advice, after all, no one has a father who is at odds with you and wants to kill him in his dreams, and a group of sanctimonious ministers who want to push you down all day long belongs to it?

I swear in the name of my mother, Thales, when I wrote this letter, I hesitated for a long time, scribbling and correcting, and deleting back and forth.

I am very distressed, what tone should I use? Want to make peace with you? To humbly beg for forgiveness? Is Chen Qing interested in cooperation? Over time moved to reconcile? Or full of love to tell grievances and longing?

No, I figured it out later, no.

Anyway, you treacherous ghost-like, heartless vampire-like bastard will not believe it.

So, who cares, I won't hide it, just tell the truth:

Ma'am, I miss you, Thales!

I miss it so much!

I want to die, I want to go crazy, I want to go crazy!

I think that every day and night, every moment, every minute and every second, every moment of frustration and pain, I have a backlog full of anger and hatred, wishing to kill you, a shameless little boy who deserves to be beaten and killed. Every hair, every piece of skin, every drop of blood, every muscle, every inch of bone on the bastard's body is alive and bloody, stripped, bitten, torn, torn off, watching you trembling in endless torture and pain, regret and fear, Screaming, roaring, crying, you can't live, you can't die!

Can you feel it? Feel how much I miss you, in my bones, in my blood vessels, in my soul!

You can't imagine, little bastard, what I've been through all these years.

Fuck, much, much, much, much, much, much, much, much more than what my mother has experienced in the past few hundred years!

You are a bastard who killed thousands of knives, caused my mother to flee for thousands of miles, and searched for blood and food to avoid the sun and shadows along the way. The hardships, blood, pain, and shame of this journey are all fucking debts you owe me! I want you to repay everything that belongs to you and everything that doesn't belong to you!

Hold!

Well, I apologize, I got agitated and lost my composure.

But the meaning is right:

you are mine.

You can't escape.

Well, I have been to Emerald City, that’s right, it was the year when I met you by fate, I was on the shore of Gonghai City, unfortunately, the Iris family was so obedient at that time, Gogou fingers were fooled, now what? , much harder to tame.

So you don't have to hold back, just kill his whole family and pave the way for your throne.

Only in this way can you be prepared and welcome me back to you.

That's a long way off, that's it, I heard that my crying little sister also sent messengers to the Emerald City, maybe she will bring you a letter, just like me?

If not, forget it, if there is, hehe, let me guess, if the crybaby calls you my friend, respected Prince Thales in a regular manner, ah, don't doubt, run, she will be in the next moment You are about to kill someone, you are not the first, you must be the last!

And if the crybaby calls you my dear brother, it's like a monarch calls another, and then comes a bunch of flattery first, haha, no doubt, her rule must be in trouble, you and I are right All of these have contributed, and the two extreme vampires are an irreparable loss.

I strongly recommend that you take this opportunity to open the mouth of the lion, no matter how much meat she has, you will bite down three times the amount! If it’s only twice, don’t say you’re my fiancé. If it’s less than twice, I think you’re hopeless in this life. If it’s less than twice, I’ll go back and bite you to death myself, so as not to insult my past education.

And then, if the crybaby cuts to the chase and tells you something like I want that head of yours or I want the head that's under you, oh shit, she's full of chips and doesn't bother to talk nonsense, but it's ok , at least she showed her face and didn't hide it.

But if she is kind and considerate, speaks softly, puts herself in the shoes of others, and can explain your interests and advice for you with good intentions, oh, congratulations, little Thales, she is really at a dead end, desperate!

Hahahaha, presumably in the Kingdom of the Night, the six major families under Corleone are all suspecting the disappearance of King Nightwing (guess, why do they doubt?), and they are opposing her plotting against her openly and secretly, intending to subvert her. Rule, and even tear her heart vessels, and she is alone, and she is desperately looking for help and allies all over the world!

Then the crybaby must start asking you in a low voice, the most handsome and handsome Prince of Stars, may I ask if you are free recently? If you are free, can you take your thick, big and hard... money bag, and walk over to the humble house of the little girl? Oh, it's a spring night, any posture can be far away, in short, she wants money, food, people, face, everything.

In order to maintain her throne, apart from the fact that her dead father's grave is not willing to be dug, she can even sell her own mother's, um, even herself because of the crying ghost's stubborn character!

Then I guess, no matter what she says, the crybaby must be telling you two things:

One, I'm a bitch.

I am indeed, and I am destined to be the one you are most afraid of in this life, but also the one you will never forget, hahahaha!

Two, she's with you.

Hahahahaha, it's so ridiculous, what is she in now, a dilapidated queen, crowned with a monkey, and her rule is crumbling, she deserves to be with you?

However, if she hadn't humbled herself, if she had put on a high face, the little girl would stop selling herself, hey, that would be bad, quite bad.

This means that she must be brewing something, planning something, the most likely is that she has found a way out, and is confident of stabilizing the domestic rule, damn it, I have to postpone my return time.

Ah, I forgot to mention, you have to see who is the envoy who came to Emerald City to deliver the letter and is in charge of negotiating reconciliation with Iris, especially pay attention to whether there is an old man from the Far East named Li.

If there is him, it means that my premonition has come true, the crybaby really has a new card, damn it, she has found a way, so Li can leave the country, as the person closest to her father, representing Blood Fang and Ye country.

If Li didn't come, it means she didn't find it! Li had to stay in the country to withstand those restless vassals! Hahaha, with the Castigans and Sullivans' machinations (maybe with a little help from my intel from thousands of miles away), she's dead!

No kidding, little Thales, you know very well in your heart that compared with her, you and I are the same kind!

Don’t rush to deny, yes, that’s right, we have at least one point, or the most important point, in common:

We are survivors!

I am, you are too, yes, we may be confused, we may waver, we may hesitate, but no matter how few chips, no matter how bad the situation is, no matter how strong the opponent is, no matter how bad the luck is, no matter how horrible, bad and desperate the situation is , in the end, we are still ourselves!

We will not give up, do not believe in failure, and do not take half a step back. We will still grit our teeth, shed tears, swallow blood, drag our disfigured body and broken arms, scratch our fingernails, bite our teeth, and roar our throats. It is the deepest part of hell, crawling back inch by inch, and asking for the price from this world!

Because we only have ourselves!

I am!

The same to you!

As for the crybaby, what can she do?

Seven years ago, when we were standing in the snow, using our whole life's wisdom and strategies, betting everything, tense confrontation, game confrontation, in order to decide the winner and loser, and decide life and death by the way, that useless little girl still Lying in the snow with all limbs incomplete, pouting and drooling, talking in sleep!

But, little Thales, little Thales, if you want to go further on the road to power, you have to learn to deal with different dangerous people, learn to play games with them, exchange chips with them, and fight with them. Make deals including me.

Then, you have to learn to be cruel, to be cold-blooded, and to become an inhuman existence.

Believe me, especially the last point, it's useful, especially when I'm dealing with my dad.

So, I'm looking forward to meeting you again, trading with you, making an alliance with you?

Don't hate to hear it, to put it bluntly, if you can't face me, if you are afraid of facing me, then you are sitting on the high throne of the stars, and you are nothing but a pile of dead flesh and a walking corpse, and you will be chained sooner or later The belt bones are pulled off, beaten into blood foam, baked into ashes, ground into dust, and sold at a low price as unwanted garbage.

But are you willing?

Do you want to?

Are you willing to?

are you angry

do you hate

Do you want to!

That being the case, then grit your teeth, squeeze your fists, and walk on with blood and tears!

The stars are lonely, and the night is bleak. They didn't intersect originally, but met by chance.

But they each bear hardships and are crazy. They all gritted their teeth, shed blood and tears, and bit the last inch of faith. They firmly believed that as long as they persisted to the end, they could win the future.

I hope that by then, I can still see you, little Thales.

For this, you have to work hard, don't be killed halfway.

Oh, you must miss me, don't you?

Haha, don't be ashamed to admit it, you will never forget me in your life, let alone get rid of me!

Because I miss you too, you shameless little bastard who deserves to be put on the rack and dragged a thousand times.

Take it easy, take it easy.

We'll meet, sooner or later.

We'll have the opportunity to settle our debts, settle our grievances, and maybe pay off all our grievances.

Starting with tonight's letter paper.

Until your last breath.

I believe you have already met the person who sent you this letter. He is a member of the Feast Leader, the noble son and young master of the Houllier family, the good adopted son of the 'ghost girl' Anna Houllier, young and promising, The future is good, but the brain is broken, and I hate it.

Or, it's not bad, it's just hidden, but it's just like his old lady, sinister, vicious, bloody and terrifying?

Oh, I forgot to mention, he was gay before he became a blood, and he was a good-looking boy (isn't he out of his mind).

You have to protect yourself!

May you have dreams every night, and I will be in your dreams, because we will meet skin to skin and blend blood until one of them bleeds and dies in pain!

The stars are still there, but can you really rule your blood forever?

I love you so much that I go crazy, I want to hear your screams, tear you apart inch by inch, and eat you bit by bit, so that all the blood in your body will become the nourishment of my life,

Your dearest, Serena L.A. Van Corleone,

in every nightmare of yours

(a dark red lip print with a faint smell of blood)

And: I hope you do too.