Kingdom’s Bloodline

Chapter 75 Goodbye

Dragon Clouds City, Armor District, alleys.

"Don't you even have the idea to explain it?" In the setting sun, Cohen's breathing accelerated, and the hilt of his sword became tighter and tighter.

In front of him, Raphael in white smiled slightly: "For the sake of the past, Cohen, leave Dragon Clouds City immediately. This is advice from the old period."

Cohen took a deep breath, suppressing the resentment and doubt in his heart.

For a while, he didn't know what expressions and words to use to face the old Tower of Terminator.

"Miranda is here too, she's nearby," Cohen adjusted his breathing, trying his best to appear calm: "Did you know?"

"Forget it, the city gate is closed," Raphael ignored him at all, and the young man in white looked at the sky and sighed: "Go find a place to hide, and don't come out no matter what happens at night. Leave Dragon Clouds City at dawn, the sooner the better."

"She doesn't know yet," Cohen lowered his head, letting the shadows cover his face: "Miranda doesn't know about you... your business... Tari sent us out to..."

"No matter why you came here," Raphael sheathed his sword expressionlessly, "Give up, the last few days will not be your lucky days. In fact, you shouldn't be here at all."

"Damn it! Raphael Lindbergh!"

Cohen couldn't bear it anymore, he raised his head, and roared with resentment on his face: "Put down your smart arrogance, don't you understand! We are here for the sword of disaster!"

Raphael's pupils shrank.

"I have seen a sword of disaster in Red Square Street, and I have experienced his final power. I have also seen that final power in you in the Hall of Stars." Cohen gritted his teeth with difficulty: " As for the Sword of Disaster, do you know what order the tower gave us... Investigate carefully, trace the source, if you can't capture it alive, you will kill it!"

"You still have nothing to explain?"

Raphael looked at him with a complicated expression for three full seconds.

Finally, the young man in white smiled and looked at him playfully: "So what? You suspect that I joined the Sword of Disaster? Are you going to arrest me? Or just kill me?"

The two stared at each other for a few seconds before Cohn lowered his gaze.

"No."

"I don't care about the sword of disaster at all, or the grievances of a hundred years."

The security officer bent down slowly, picked up the scabbard on the ground, then raised his head, retracted the sword while hesitating:

"But I care about my friend and I want to know what the hell happened to you."

"I want to help you."

Raphael stared at Cohen and chuckled, "You still haven't changed, Cohen."

"You tell me the cause and effect... everything in the past three years, whether it is the sword of disaster or the secret science of the black prophet," Cohen let out a sigh of relief, then took a step forward, and solemnly said: "No matter what it is, we Let's find a way together... The people in the tower, neither Master Shao nor Jadi, know... As for Miranda, if it's for her own good, I can help you hide it from her..."

"As for the Sword of Disaster, they are not just old enemies and enemies of the Tower of End." Cohen stared at Raphael carefully: "Their purpose is not simple, from the assassination of the Exeter Mission two months ago, to the recent star attack. The assassination of the second prince in front of the fortress is all related to them!"

Raphael put away the smile that often hung on his lips, and frowned tightly.

"I don't know if you know this, know what kind of people you're dealing with," Cohen sighed, and looked straight into Raphael's eyes: "But it's too late to cause a catastrophe." Before……"

"Is this why you came to Dragon Clouds City?" The young man in white interrupted him, and pondered: "The sword of disaster plotted to assassinate the two princes in succession?"

Cohen nodded and said solemnly: "So this is no longer the Tower of End and the Sword of Disaster, but the stars and Exeter! It's war and peace!"

"Why you?" Raphael raised his head,

His eyes were as calm as water: "Why did you two come to investigate this matter?"

"Because we all have experience with the Sword of Disaster!" Cohen punched himself in the chest: "And because we have all rolled around on the battlefield, because we are all 'seeds'!"

"Hmph, seeds," Raphael hummed softly and shook his head: "I am also a seed, Misadun is also a seed, and Croeth is also a seed, as well as Ecolean from Allenbia, and Solov from the Eastern Continent." Sky and Bekov, why didn't you send us? Instead of sending you two delicate and noble noble young masters?"

"Speaking of this, God, I thought the dispute between the common people and the nobles was settled after you fought with Misaden." Cohen sighed: "Crowash, she is chasing the disaster His right hand was crippled during the sword... I think this is one of the reasons why the Tower sent Miranda to come."

The last sunset illuminated Raphael's face. He didn't speak, but his eyes were deep.

Speaking of the tragedy of the same period in the past, Cohen lowered his head and said in a depressed tone: "Yes, the guy who was punished to run with his sword biting his sword, but he also gritted his teeth to persevere, the guy who dreamed of becoming a female knight one day, and becoming the next 'Heart in the Rain' girl..."

"Already... I can no longer lift my sword."

"So, I don't want you to be like that."

"So, just like in the past, let me help you!" Cohen took a breath, he took a sudden step forward, and put Raphael on the shoulders: "If you are really doing it, even if you do something unforgivable Then let me be your accomplice!"

"No matter what, let's solve it together!"

"You are not alone!"

Raphael was silent for two seconds, then his expression changed.

"You have to leave right away, right away! Whether it's climbing over the city wall or drilling through a tunnel," Raphael put on his smile again, but his eyes gradually turned cold: "Something is wrong, and this is not a situation where you can intervene..."

He flicked his shoulders, but found that he didn't break free from the sheriff's arms.

"You know me, Raphael," Cohen lowered his gaze and said with a difficult tone, "If you don't agree..."

The security officer raised his eyes with firm eyes: "Don't even think about leaving here."

Cohen was taller than Raphael, but the young man in white didn't look up, but turned his eyes to meet Cohen's.

It made his gaze even darker.

"For the last time, Cohen Karabyan, the future Earl of Volaland." Contrary to his gaze and tone, Raphael smiled brighter and brighter, "This is different from the past, mind your own business...especially Secret matters."

He flung his hands out, and Cohn clasped the arms around his shoulders.

But Cohen didn't let go.

"Boom!" There was a muffled sound of collision.

The two men were shocked together!

"Really, Police Officer Karabyan?" Rafael felt the other party's growing strength, and his tone was cold: "Do you think what I just said, 'kill you' is just a joke?"

Cohen's face also sank.

"It's the same in the Hall of Stars, and it's the same in Dragon Clouds City." Cohen gritted his teeth and locked Raphael's shoulders: "You just appeared inexplicably, put on an inexplicable expression, and inexplicably made me 'don't care. Nosy'?"

"Becoming the Sword of Disaster and joining the Secret Division...does it really change you so much?" The police officer became more and more angry.

The hand-to-hand wrestling between two men in the alley became more and more terrifying as the intensity increased.

Raphael maintained his smile, squinted his eyes, and said briskly: "We are on different paths, that's all."

Seeing Raphael's appearance, there was an indescribable pain in Cohen's heart.

What made the brothers who used to be like brothers become like this?

"If it's some unfortunate things that made you like this," Cohen's panting became heavier: "I haven't experienced it personally, and maybe I can't understand your feelings, but as long as you are willing to speak out, we can still..."

"Korn Karabyan, the Earl of Wallarin in the Star Kingdom ten or twenty years later," Raphael said coldly, "Do you think I have experienced misfortune?"

"Not like."

A strange but familiar female voice came.

The two men were stunned for a moment!

Cohen turned his head.

Raphael showed his most perfect smile.

Together, the two looked at a pretty figure standing under the rising moon that they didn't know when.

Under the moonlight, Miranda Arend, the chief seed of the Tower of Termination, walked slowly into this alley.

She put her hand on the hilt of the sword, and looked at the two men hugging each other with a cold expression:

"Is there anything to explain?"

explain?

With a thought in his mind, Cohen turned his head and looked at Raphael who was very close to him.

He suddenly realized...

The posture of myself and Raphael...

The police officer let go of Raphael's shoulders and pushed him away!

"Miranda, listen to my explanation," Cohen smiled mischievously, touching his head: "Don't be angry, we are not..."

But Miranda cut him off coldly.

"Shut up, Cohen," the female swordsman of the Arend family said with a icy face, "I'm not asking you."

Cohen's expression and words froze.

Miranda's gaze fixed on the man.

The man who hadn't appeared in three years.

Under Miranda's gaze, Raphael lowered his head, and then... laughed out loud.

"Long time no see, Mila." The young man in white slowly shook his head: "Are you still so... cold?"

"It's heartbreakingly cold."

At that moment, Police Officer Kohn Karabyan, who was touching his head, suddenly felt that he was a bit redundant.

"Speak," Miranda walked slowly to Cohen's side, her tone flat, as if she was not facing her former lover: "Raphael Lindbergh."

Cohen sighed.

"I said..." The security officer looked at the two embarrassedly: "We should find a place to sit down, some things need to be negotiated..."

"Also, Miranda," Cohen tried his best to wink at Raphael, trying to make him understand his painstaking efforts: "You don't know yet... Raphael is now a senior cadre of the Kingdom's Secret Division..."

But his words were interrupted again, this time, it was Raphael.

"You're not angry." The young man in white didn't even look at Cohen. He just looked straight at Miranda's pretty face and said with a smile, "It's beyond my expectation."

"You know, I thought you'd be a little more excited..."

Once again, Cohen felt so superfluous.

"Then she threw herself into your arms, crying and saying, 'Where have you gone, why didn't you come to me'?" Miranda sneered, "It will hurt your brain to read less romance novels."

"Besides, why should I be angry?" Miranda flicked the hilt of her sword lightly: "A man who has the ability to come back but has been away for three full years, what right does he have to make me angry?"

She was angry at Miranda's back, and Cohen told Raphael the news with his eyes.

Miranda stared closely at Raphael's gaze, but couldn't read even a little familiarity from it.

This made her feel tight.

Raphael raised his eyebrows.

"Okay." He said slowly.

"You stop all activities in Dragon Clouds City and keep a low profile," Raphael said flatly, "Leave early tomorrow morning... agree to this condition, and I will explain it to you after the matter is over."

Cohen frowned.

"Hey," the security officer said bluntly, "I swear, if you use this attitude again..."

Miranda interrupted him again.

"No, I won't listen to your explanation, and I won't believe your explanation." Miranda's face was expressionless and her tone was flat, but it made Cohen's back feel chills.

"Oh?" Raphael raised the corner of his mouth: "Then what are you going to do?"

Miranda took a step forward and looked directly at the person she was most familiar with.

Raphael looked at her calmly.

Miranda narrowed her eyes, and said faintly with the most flat and erratic voice in her life:

"I'll break your sword first..."

"And beat you down..."

Cohen frowned: What?

The voice of the daughter of Arend continued to come slowly:

"Break your legs..."

"Remove your joints..."

"Break the bridge of your nose..."

"Smash your front teeth..."