Kingdom’s Bloodline

Chapter 687: Abnormal Submission (Part 1)

How...how did you find this place?

So this is what it feels like to face his supernatural ability? Thales thought.

At such a close distance, it seems that even breathing is paralyzed.

But at least he wasn't hallucinating.

Lausanne II didn't answer Thales. He first looked down at Slimani who was muttering in his sleep on the ground, and then at Catherine who passed out again. His purpose was clear.

Thales frowned tightly:

What did he promise you? Is it worthy of the loyalty of an expert like you to do this shady and dirty job, even drilling into the sewer?

Lausanne still didn't answer, he put his hand on the hilt of the sword, walked around Thales, and took a step sideways.

Oops.

Thales, who was holding the dagger, hurriedly turned around to cover the people behind him.

Money? Official rank? Honor? Even fiefdom?

Thales could only shout as hard as he could: Or...revenge?

After the words fell, Luosang suddenly looked at him!

Despite being blocked by the mask and the eyepiece, Thales vaguely felt the sharp eyes of the other party at that moment.

Very well, hold him back.

Thinking of this, Thales put away his tense sword fighting posture and tried his best to pretend to be relaxed:

So superficial?

I suggest you not to obstruct, Your Highness, Lausanne said, If you feel uncomfortable, you might as well turn your head or close your eyes.

Thales smiled lightly:

Then I suggest you learn from Charmain Rumba, let go of the bloody feud, and focus on a better tomorrow—

But before he finished speaking, the black-clothed killer in front of him moved and flew behind Thales in an instant!

Grass!

Such a powerful master still engages in sneak attacks?

Thales was still cursing in his heart,

But the body had already thrown out involuntarily, and JC stabbed Luosang's waist fiercely with the dagger.

Stop him!

But his attack didn't work—almost at the same time, Lausanne turned back like a prophet, made an easy and freehand change of direction, avoided JC's sharp edge, and went around to the other side under Thales' unbelievable eyes.

Oops!

Thales was startled.

He subconsciously stopped and turned around, but his body couldn't keep up with his consciousness, he lost his balance in the sudden stop and turned, and fell backward.

Luosang even had the strength to turn his head and glance at him, before darting towards Slimani on the ground.

It's like walking in a garden.

Or street monkeys?

Messi knocked Boateng down?

Grass!

Thales cursed in his heart, but he could only watch himself fall backwards and watch the enemy get closer and closer to Slimani.

No.

what to do?

How to stop him?

No!

But right now.

【not enough. 】

Thales trembled all over, and the crime of Hell River in his body burned fiercely, invading his joints and bones.

Grass!

Amidst the crackling and severe pain in the joints, Thales felt that his ankles, calves, and knees, which had been extended to the extreme, seemed to have strength again.

This feeling is...

Thales shuddered, and with the help of Hell River Sin, he kicked hard on the ground, pushed his body and shot backwards!

It's fucking - a twist of fate!

The boy roared angrily, turned around, and the dagger swung in the air, stabbing at the man in black!

clang! clang!

Amidst the sound of metal clashes, Thales, who swung his dagger repeatedly, finally took his place, standing between Lausanne and the four people who fainted on the ground.

And Lausanne II took a few steps back, the blade in his hand was out of the sheath, and the cold light was shining everywhere.

blocked.

Thales put his hands on his knees, gasping for breath, feeling the sharp pain from his leg joints.

He blocked it.

Although I was affected by the supernatural ability before, my body was sluggish and I couldn't move an inch, but it was much better after I really got started.

It's just that the price is a bit high-Thales has already overused the crime of crossing the prison river today, and now he can only feel the joints in his legs moaning and protesting.

No, why is Dead Face's finishing power so weak?

The action is good. It's embarrassing, but it's effective. Lausanne looked at the tired and painful Thales, and his tone changed slightly, What kind of finishing power is it?

good.

Force him to talk, talk more, the longer the delay, the better.

Thales, who was still panting hard, tried his best to squeeze out a smile:

you guess--

But before he finished his words, Lausanne set off again, pressing towards Slimani!

Grass!

Thales scolded in his heart.

too fast!

I haven't slowed down yet!

Mira actually said that this guy is not that strong?

Has the dignified Allend family's Sword of Neverwinter started bragging?

But the scolding came after the scolding, the tired Thales could only keep up with the opponent's movements, and the dagger approached Lausanne.

clang!

In the next moment, Lausanne's long sword struck out with precision, hitting the dagger in Thales' hand!

Thales was startled.

The strength of the opponent's sword was not too much, not even scratching Thales' skin, but it happened that the boy's arm trembled and the weapon dropped.

At that moment, looking at the JC dagger that was picked up, Thales's thinking froze.

Grass, is it so accurate?

He has seen many rare masters in recent years, and even fought against some of them. Although most of them were beaten by fat (or in Cohen's words, lost in fierce battles), Thales can take responsibility In other words, no one, not even one, could knock off his weapon so exquisitely and accurately during such a fierce battle, without hurting him at all.

Even the punishment knight, who is full of calculations and suffocating every second, failed to do it.

But Thales has no time to lament the opponent's superb swordsmanship and exquisite moves.

Because after shooting down his dagger, Lausanne II kept his long sword and continued to push towards Slimani!

Oops.

【not enough! 】

At that moment, Thales frowned fiercely.

All right.

The sin of Hell River is burning again.

He can't stop the opponent's sword, but he can at least...

In the next second, Thales, who was unarmed, roared, took the initiative to rush forward, and slammed into Lausanne's sword!

call!

The wind whistled, and the sword light suddenly stopped.

The tunnel fell silent.

Thales panted nervously. He half-kneeled on the ground and opened his hands to completely block Slimani behind him.

At this moment, the blade of Lausanne II stopped in front of him, only an inch away from Thales' chest.

The tip of the sword does not move at all, as stable as a mountain.

When you rushed over, you kept your eyes open from the beginning to the end, Luosang said calmly, It seems that you are really not afraid of death.

Success, success?

Your sword is very stable, and you can send and receive it freely, Thales stared at the opponent's eyepiece, and squeezed out an ugly smile. It seems that you really don't intend to hurt me.

The moment the voice fell, Thales only felt his eyes sting—as if a sharp knife had been shot from behind the opponent's eyepiece.

There was a moment of silence in the tunnel.

Lausanne II glanced at Thales, then at Slimani who was lying behind him, took a few steps back, and withdrew his sword.

Thales then let out a breath.

Damn, the bet won.

He lowered his arms, taking the opportunity to move his joints and relax his muscles.

That's right, the stagnation and numbness of the body are much lighter than before.

In other words, I have become stronger—no, what a joke, it should be said that the effect of the other party's ability...has it really started to weaken?

Thales thought hard.

Lausanne stared at the prince in front of him, thinking nonstop.

It seems that telling him in advance that he will not be harmed, not only did not weaken the prince's will to fight, let him back off wisely and protect himself wisely, but also gave the opponent a good card, even though he was unarmed.

If he continues to go crazy, use such a suicide interception to block the target, but he can't hurt him...

Well, it's a challenge, even for himself.

the prince.

Really stupefied and annoying.

And cunning.

Lausanne II held a sword flower in his hand, and the long sword was flexible in his hand, like a third hand:

The value of this defender is so high, is it worth your Highness's life in exchange?

This is not a transaction, Thales shook his head, and replied casually, It has nothing to do with utility or his value.

Lausanne II was silent when he heard the words.

I see.

A few seconds later, he nodded slowly, but said ironically:

I have seen people like you, Your Highness, and I was moved by those noble chivalry qualities and slogans: 'Protect the weak', 'Guard the good'... It is admirable, but it is also embarrassing.

Lausanne II sneered and said:

It should be known that these proclaimed virtues and designed slogans are meant to protect and guard. In the final analysis, they are only the 'weak' who obey the strong, and the 'good' who obey the power.

Thales frowned slightly.

From a certain point of view, you are right. Everything born from the soil of the weak and the strong, whether you realize it or not, is inherently beneficial to the strong and defending the strong...

Lausanne interrupted him, pointing his sword at the defender on the ground:

Then you should know, Your Highness! The person you have condescended to rescue is neither weak nor kind. He used to be a police officer, attached to the system to suck blood and parasitize. A rotten person who fears the strong and bullies the weak, bullies the weak and fears the hard.

Thales was stunned.

He looked at Lausanne's sword, sighed and nodded

Yes, I know, he is, he may be.

But the next moment, Thales stood up with a firm tone:

but I am not.

He stared at Luosang, took a step forward, and blocked the unconscious man behind him.

I can't be.

Lausanne II did not reply.

His eyepieces were still pitch black, reflecting nothing but the dim light of the stove.

Just when Thales took a deep breath and was thinking about what to do next...

I understand. Luosang said softly, his voice was ethereal, echoing faintly in the dark tunnel.

Thales looked at the position of the dagger, and said casually:

Know what?

The reason why you protect this guy, Lausanne replied calmly, with deep meaning, It has nothing to do with his political value, the gains and losses in it, or even anyone or anything, but it's all about you, and it's all about your own choice .”

Thales' expression changed.

The way he looked at Lausanne changed slightly:

Interesting, you actually understand.

He let out a breath, thinking of something, a little emotional, but also a little funny:

Unfortunately, my personal guard captain still doesn't understand.

But at this moment, the long sword of the black-clothed killer appeared again!

Oops!

The Sin of the Prison River roared up, Thales tensed up, turned his footsteps, and stopped in front of the sword!

Well, he understood it - these days, one must be able to carry out sneak attacks to become a master.

But unexpectedly, Lausanne II's long sword just turned around, and the reflected light flickered on Thales' face, forcing him to blink subconsciously.

Not good!

As soon as Thales had this thought in his heart, he felt the light of his opponent's sword fade, and then the wind howled!

I saw Lausanne's black boots hidden behind the sword move and kicked out fiercely. Thales had no time to react, so he could barely block it with his arms.

Boom!

The opponent's kick was strong and powerful, and the angle was very tricky. Thales couldn't stand still and flew off the ground!

Damn, I'm just like this, broken?

Thales in the air trembled, regretting too much.

I paid too much attention to his sword moves.

What's even more irritating is that Lausanne II, who had finished performing this trick, had the leisure to wave his hand to him in the air and make a goodbye gesture.

thump!

With a heavy muffled sound, Thales fell two meters away, only feeling a sharp pain in his buttocks.

But he didn't have time to deal with the pain.

Now, nothing can stop Lausanne from killing people.

No.

No!

Luosang stepped forward and lowered his sword, getting closer and closer to Slimani.

Grass!

The boy sitting on the ground roared and instinctively waved his arms!

The next moment, JC's dagger left his palm, pierced the air, and shot towards Lausanne II!

Luosang didn't turn his head when he heard the sound, but just smiled softly.

I saw him shaking his wrist slightly, and the blade of the sword met the dagger that was flying fast, exactly.

Thales felt a chill in his heart.

No!

No no no no!

[Not Enough Enough Enough——]

He gritted his teeth amid the seething roar of Hell River's crime, which nearly burned everything down.

Stop him, stop him, stop him!

In the next second, Lausanne's blade met the dagger in the air, but what was heard was not the expected crisp metal collision sound, but——

boom!

I saw Luosang tilting his head, followed by an unpleasant muffled sound.

ah!

The black-clothed killer snorted and backed away again and again!

His posture was unbearable, his steps were staggering, and he even waved his long sword blindly in the air a few times, blowing out a sharp wind of the sword, as if he was resisting an invisible enemy.

It is no longer as easy and free as it used to be.

After retreating more than a dozen steps, Lausanne II finally stopped, but still maintained a defensive posture, full of vigilance and a little embarrassed.

Thales exhaled, trembling and struggling, and stood in front of the four of them again.

The tunnel returned to silence, and only Thales' panting could be heard for a while.

And the buzzing sound of JC's dagger falling to the ground.

In the flames, Lausanne II slowly lowered his long sword and raised his head.

Thales smiled.

At some point, the night-black eyepieces of the black-clothed killer were shattered and full of cracks.

The black visor was also damaged.

Lausanne II snorted coldly. He took off the broken eyepiece and pulled off the mask at the same time, revealing a delicate and fair face.

impossible.

Lausanne looked at the shattered eyepiece in his hand, and turned to look at the JC dagger on the ground, in disbelief.

He blocked the dagger just now.

That's right, the experience of wielding a sword for decades, fighting more than a hundred games, and beheading hundreds of people told him:

He obviously blocked it.

but why?

Why is he still hitting my eyepiece?

Thales gasped, looking at the man in black who took off the eyepiece and mask:

Hey, isn't this handsome, why are you hiding it?

Unfortunately, no more damage could be done.

Looking at the dagger that was no longer trembling on the ground, Thales coughed twice in pain, wiping off the nosebleed unconsciously, feeling helpless and emotional.

I'm sorry, Mr. Sakern.

I'm... juggling again.

But don't worry, if Shuanghuang catches me because of this, I will definitely not—I won't confess you too soon!

However……

Thales' expression froze, and his attention returned to the present.

If I guessed right, whenever the man in black started to fight, fell into a fight, and lost his attention, his abilities would show signs of loosening, allowing his movements to flow smoothly.

If Mallos is right, psychics have their limits...

That is to say, even if he is as strong as Lausanne II in front of him, he can't have both abilities and swordsmanship.

For some reason, Thales recalled Ashida's sarcasm:

[It can be seen from this that you can't touch the crown with your left hand, and you can't use magic power with your right hand... Both hands are not in the mix. 】

snort.

Thinking unhappily, Thales flipped his wrist:

A familiar dagger magically appeared in his palm out of thin air.

Lausanne II was surprised, he turned his head:

The dagger on the ground that broke through his defense and smashed his eyepiece has disappeared.

Sure enough, something was wrong.

Maybe some magical weapon.

It seems that those monsters were right: the history and background of the Canxing royal family are really unfathomable.

Facing this teenage boy, he couldn't be careless in the slightest.

What cards does he have? Alchemy ball?

Thinking of this, the black-clothed killer concentrated on his vigilance.

Thales adjusted his breathing, recalled the trick just now, and tried to distribute the finishing power reasonably.

So what I have to do is to use various methods to distract the other party, so that they are too busy to care about others, and it is best to burn their heads.

So that Glover and Rolf behind them can wake up as soon as possible!

As for how long this process will take and how much it will cost...

Thales swung the dagger vigorously, trying his best to forget the pain and soreness on his body.

Lausanne started pacing around Thales, carefully looking for the position of the shot, no longer the leisurely look that he had the chance to win.

Okay, Your Highness, you have already fought.

The black-clothed killer who revealed his true face spoke coldly, with fear in his tone:

You proved your attitude, showed your benevolence, and established your image as a master. This guy will die without regret.

Lausanne II looked at Slimani on the ground, and spoke bitterly:

But if this continues, I won't be able to meet the employer's requirements—it's very likely that I will accidentally hurt you.

In this case, it can be seen that your employer is not that important, Thales smiled softly, and quickly replied: It's not like you can't be flexible with his request, right?

Lausanne II frowned.

Then why can't you be more flexible and report to Zhan En that 'the defender ran away' or 'the prince saved him'?

Taylor's eyes sharpened:

It should be noted that no matter what price he gives you, I, the heir to the throne of Star Kingdom, can give you double.

Well, at least in the name of the king.

But Luosang just twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled coldly.

Seeing that the other party was indifferent, Thales continued tentatively:

Well, if what you're afraid of is that he's giving you a free high seas ferry ticket...

At this moment, he heard the sound of turning over from among the fainted people behind him.

Thales was refreshed.

Very good.

They are starting to wake up!

He just needs to hold on for a while longer, attract attention, and keep the other party busy and focused, so he has no time to use his abilities...

...Then I, I mean the royal family can provide you with enough protection...

But in the next second, Lausanne II interrupted his thoughts with a cold voice:

What I want, Your Highness, you can't give it to me now.

Then wait until I'm crowned king! Thales said loudly.

Lausanne II remained silent, his eyes focused on the dagger in his hand.

Of course, if you can't wait, can't wait, Thales took a deep breath, raised the dagger, smiled, and tried to attract the other party's attention, then why don't you come and help me and speed up the process of handing over the throne?

Luosang closed his eyes, he was silent for a long time before opening them.

Interesting, Polaris, the black-clothed killer stared at him in the faint firelight, you and your well-clothed peers—whether they are shrewd and self-interested, pretending to 'play big chess', or pedantic, or Pretentious, rebellious—it’s all a little bit different.”

And you, Lausanne II, you are not the same, Thales continued, You are not a leek, you do this job not for glory and wealth, and you are not blindly loyal-then why are you If you are so serious, it’s not good to wander off occasionally to catch fish? Why are you willing to be exploited and used? Why do you risk offending the future king to wipe the ass of the tricolor iris—”

Before the prince's yelling was over, Lausanne suddenly approached!

But Thales had been prepared for a long time, the crime of prison river surged, and JC shot out the dagger!

Ha, he has learned now, this level of sneak attack...

Lausanne II's sword went straight to the dagger in the air.

But in the next second, the figure of the black-clothed killer moved sideways by one meter strangely, completely defeating the dagger!

Thales frowned: The opponent's figure suddenly accelerated so much?

Bang!

JC's dagger fell to the ground, clanging.

And Lausanne continues to attack at high speed!

Damn.

Thales took a deep breath, took a step forward, and swung his left hand out—the JC dagger miraculously appeared in his palm again, flying towards Lausanne who changed direction!

This time, Lausanne II turned sharply again, and the dagger barely passed in front of him and shot into the darkness.

The black-clothed killer turned around:

Thales raised his right hand vigilantly, and the dagger appeared out of thin air in his hand for the third time.

Lausanne narrowed his eyes.

Not duplicating daggers, not changing orbits, not optical illusions, but...

Good, next time, he knows how to deal with this troublesome prince.

At this moment, Thales finally heard the person behind him wake up, gasping for breath.

But unexpectedly, it was a crisp female voice.

No, Kehame, I'm not interested in this... Hey, how did I get here...

Is it Shirley?

Thales frowned slightly.

Glover and Rolf have yet to wake up, and the female boss...

You guys who are so-called experienced in many battles are not as good as a pampered young lady?

Xi Lai struggled to sit up from the ground, her tone changed from confusion to shock:

Ah! What happened? Who is he?

Thales sighed, but he had no choice.

Don't panic, Wyana, listen to me, he held up the dagger, while alerting Lausanne in front of him, while reminding Shilae behind him, Go wake them both—no matter what method you use.

Xi Lai stared, looked at Thales, then at Lausanne II, in disbelief.

You are killing them, Your Highness, Luosang said lightly, I only promised not to hurt you.

Thales gritted his teeth fiercely.

Grass.

Of course he knows this!

but……

Thales snorted softly, and raised his chin backwards:

Hurt? Do you know who she is?

Lausanne did not speak.

I see.

Xi Lai quickly understood the current situation, she took a deep breath and stood up.

Thales was relieved for a while:

Yes, you wake up Rolf first, I mean the dumb one, and then ask him to beg quickly...

But in the next second, Miss Kevin Dill ignored Rolf who was unconscious on the ground, but jumped up and ran away!

good luck!

In the faint light of the flames, Xi Lai trotted away towards the dark tunnel, not forgetting to wave behind him on the way:

Come on!