Kingdom’s Bloodline

What appeared in front of everyone were five dark cells, which were no different from other empty cells, except that the fence was brand new to set off the darkness behind.

The smell is strong.

There is no sound.

Nothing happened.

nobody?

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, doubts in their eyes.

Ricky patted the shoulder of Samir, who was out of his mind. The latter seemed to have entered a dream, and slowly came back to his senses.

at this moment.

"ah"

A heavy and long sigh came from the darkness of one of the cells, with a hint of laziness.

"Brie, are you snoring again?"

The lazy voice chewed a few times, as if it had just woken up: "Fucking louder than thunder..."

Hearing this voice, Samir's whole body was shocked.

In the darkness came the sound of a human body turning over.

Everyone looked at each other and held their breath.

are people.

living.

Semir's raised footsteps stopped, as if hesitating for a long time between moving forward and stopping.

He stared blankly at the darkness ahead, and the torch in his hand shook slightly.

Seeing Samuel's strange behavior, Ricky and Clay looked at each other.

Zizi frowned tightly, while Russell was puzzled.

Soon, there was a muffled sound from another cell, as if someone had thumped the wall heavily.

Everyone couldn't help turning their eyes to the darkness in another cell.

Only a desolate male voice sounded: "Hahahaha, it sounds like thunder can be heard here..."

Hearing this somewhat careless voice, Samir was shocked again, and his whole body began to tremble.

The prisoners in the darkness and stench fell silent for a while.

The first lazy voice sounded again: "By the way, what is the sound of thunder, who of you still remember?"

The desolate voice hummed, dragged out a long nasal sound, and seemed to be pondering.

"Of course, listen up, Naki, the sound of thunder is like this," the desolate voice began to swallow, imitating vividly: "Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Puff..."

Apart from the two cells, there were several different laughters in the darkness of the other three cells.

Thales could feel that there were about five to six people there.

Among these laughter, some are sad, some are dull, and some are thick, but without exception, they all make people feel depressed.

"Fuck you, Tardin," the lazy voice laughed, and the prisoner named Naki sarcastically said:

"It's obviously the sound of you and Bree sneaking and fucking the wall at night..."

The desolate voice seemed to be amused by himself, and he laughed wildly: "Fuck the wall, hahaha, fuck the wall, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

Tardin's laughter was long and weird, but Thales felt an inexplicable mania from it.

and bleak.

At this moment, a third voice sounded from the third cell.

"Ahhh...are you very proud, Naki, Tardin?"

Thales frowned: It was like a low growl of dissatisfaction from a beast.

Naki and Tardin's laughter died away slowly.

Compared with the laziness of the first voice and the desolation of the second voice, the third voice is sharp and mean, quite sinister.

Reminiscent of a predator lurking in the shadows, grinding teeth and claws.

"But I know, you can't hide it from me, I know..." The speaker gritted his teeth, as if he saw something unbearable.

silence.

"Ah," Taldin, who was laughing wildly just now, snorted softly, as if quite disdainful:

"Oh, here we go again, Nye, our logistics officer."

The next second, the gloomy voice suddenly broke out in high pitch: "Yes! I know, Naki, Taldin, you two are talkative, and you talk about boring dialogues every day, but they are actually codes, right?"

"What are you plotting and planning!"

Boom!

In the darkness came the sound of fists beating against the wall.

I can only hear the man named "Nai" pounding on the wall,

He said hysterically:

"You must be planning secretly, you want to kill me... yes, it must be like this, you, you, yes, you are separated from the cell, trying to annoy me with endless trash talk, and then you can monopolize the supplies, You will be able to survive until that day...it must be like this! It must be!"

Boom, boom, boom!

The sound of Nai's pounding on the wall became louder and louder, with the momentum of doing everything at all.

"I tell you, you are delusional! No one can deprive me of my rights, no one can! Delusion! I will kill you, I will kill you before you do it!"

Nai's crazy roar echoed in the hall, filled with grief and hatred.

Outside the cell, Clay scratched his ears in embarrassment.

Everyone looked at each other nervously, but Ricky raised his hand to stop them from moving, watching Semir's back.

And Samir just listened quietly, motionless.

Amidst the back and forth cursing, the lazy Naki laughed and whistled rhythmically.

Nai's curse faltered slightly.

Immediately afterwards, a melodious singing sounded in the darkness:

"A boy rides a horse, a girl carries a basket, meets by chance on the side of the road, loves at first sight~"

"At that time the night stars were shining brightly, and the breeze was blowing softly at that time, the young man whispered in a low voice: Wait for me to be rich in the world, and you should be affectionate~"

Unknowingly, the cursing became quieter.

Naki's sense of rhythm is very good, this ditty is faintly heard in the dark cell, mixed with Nai's cursing, the sound is crisp, it can be called a clear stream.

"The king is old, and the woman carries the staff. See you again, the years are merciless~"

"At that time, the dead leaves were falling, and the sunset was coming, the old woman sighed: You are rich in the world now, why should you be affectionate?"

Slowly, as Nucky's singing faded, so did Nai's cursing.

There was only the sound of wheezing and wheezing.

Nai snorted angrily, and then there was the sound of something heavy.

The darkness in the five cells returned to silence again.

But Samir remained motionless, silently staring at the darkness in front of him.

Only the flame in his hand trembled slightly.

Soon, another timid voice trembled in the air:

"Naki, it's not..."

This person is either born with a delicate voice, or he is really a little timid. He can only hear him tremblingly speaking in an intermittent voice: "No, no..."

Naki sighed in the dark, and lazily said in a coaxing tone, "What's the matter, Cannon?"

"That's not, it's not..."

"Not what?"

Cannon trembled and said: "That's not the sound of thunder, let alone Bree's snoring, I know, it's not..."

He sounded terrified:

"That's...that's the sound of the Iron Curtain opening..."

Everyone, including Thales, was stunned: the people in the cell noticed them.

Cannon's voice continued, but gradually changed:

"They, they are coming, they are coming, they are coming to drag us out and behead us, for our sins, for our failures, for our unrepentant, for our selfishness...Ah! they are coming , here it comes... I know..."

The voice came, and it sounded like the owner of the voice fell to the ground, curled up, and wailed in panic:

"Here they come"

"Ah, Cannon is talking nonsense again," Tardin said with a bleak voice, "It's the same as last time, remember, Naki? He said that a girl appeared in front of him... You and Cannon are in the same room , help me, knock him out..."

at this moment.

"Nakey, Cannon, Tardin."

A steady voice sounded slowly, and seemed to have inexplicable power in the darkness:

"You three, be quiet."

The person who spoke was very slow, but as soon as he spoke, all three of them fell silent:

"I seem to have seen something."

Hearing this steady voice, Semir in the hall lowered his head slightly, as if lost in a daze.

Clay was about to reach out to remind him, but Ricky held his shoulder, and the latter shook his head at him.

Ricky, who had been paying attention to the cell, had a serious expression: a footstep sounded slowly from behind the fourth cell.

All nervous eyes turned to the cell.

A dark, thin, unrecognizable figure appeared behind the metal fence.

Thales vaguely saw this figure with long unkempt hair covering his appearance. The clothes on his body were black and gray, and he could vaguely see his embarrassed description and dirty appearance.

"Light."

"I see the light."

That steady voice was calm and authentic.

Taldin, who has been mocking and sarcastic, snorted softly:

"It's just a hallucination, just like Nai always feels that someone is going to kill him, and Cannon always sees female ghosts. To tell you the truth, sometimes I also dream of His Majesty Eddie..."

"Quiet." The steady voice spoke again.

This is the tone of command, there is no doubt about it.

Thales noticed that the other cells were silent, as if they were waiting for his judgment.

The thin figure slowly approached the fence.

Outside the cell, Samir took a deep breath, raised the torch, and pointed it at the man.

In the next second, in the bright firelight, the thin figure suddenly raised his arms to block his eyes, and stumbled back a few steps: "Ah, it's too dazzling!"

"This light... light... what the hell is going on!"

Semir hesitated for a moment, and pulled back the torch a little.

This time, Thales saw it clearly: behind the fence of the cell, a figure appeared in the darkness.

It was a down-and-out man with disheveled long hair and a beard that grew to his chest. Standing in front of the fence, he slowly lowered his arms.

Samir stared blankly at the person in front of him, at his sallow and thin face, with dull eyes, at his old and decadent face, from the appearance alone, he was fifty or sixty years old.

There was a dull pain in Samir's heart: he remembered that the man in front of him was once so heroic and strong.

but now……

Thales saw something else.

The prince watched as the man parted his long hair, revealing a thin, lined face with branding from the right cheek to chin.

Thales was stunned.

The same one as Semir, engraved with the ancient imperial letter "s"...

Sinner's brand.

Samir's lips moved, and he said in a trembling voice, "Little Barney?"

The prisoners in the prison were shocked!

"Chief Pioneer Officer," Samir said with difficulty, looking at the embarrassed prisoner in front of him:

"Little Quilbani?

On the opposite side of him, Little Barney stared at Samir, who was across the door and outside the prison, with red eyes.

Motionless, as if petrified.

Other voices in the cell also fell silent, only the sound of panting gradually intensified.

In the darkness on the other side, the trembling voice of the man named Cannon spoke again: "Wait, this voice, it seems, it seems..."

After a noise of getting up from the ground, a second figure appeared in another cell.

Semile turned gently, illuminating the other:

"Cannon?"

Thales saw the prisoner: he bent his body, leaned against the wall, moved towards the fence bit by bit, covered his face tightly with his hands, only his eyes were exposed, as if he was afraid of being hurt by something Like.

Soon, Cannon slowly lowered his hands, revealing his filthy face.

"You, you are... no, no..." The prisoner stared blankly at the firelight outside, his face full of horror, and his trembling became more and more violent.

And on his face, on the right cheek, there is also an "s" in the ancient imperial script.

Thales suddenly understood something.

Samir looked at the person in front of him, and there was unknown bitterness in his words.

Jonah Cannon, who was, was the bravest man to stand up to the beast...

but.

"Something is wrong..."

In the same cell, a lazy voice sounded from behind Cannon: "I seem... I seem to have hallucinations too, I actually... actually saw that the Iron Curtain really opened, and, did I see Semir? "

In the flickering firelight, a man who was also covered in dirt appeared beside Cannon.

His hair was spotty, his beard was scruffy, his eyes were dull, his face was old, and he smelled like a savage with a lot of hair.

Samir took a deep breath, and turned his eyes bitterly: "Naki."

"It is indeed me."

Naki's filthy cheeks stiffened.

There was also commotion in the other three cells, and several figures appeared one after another from the darkness beyond the light of the fire.

Samir turned around slowly, looked at the other two in the third cell, and slowly called out their names.

"Guti Tardin." The prisoner tilted his head and stared at Semir, his eyes widened, and the corners of his mouth slowly opened, revealing a horrified smile.

"Solbury." The man was rather muscular and silent.

The remaining two stayed in separate cells, and when Samir called their names, it was very different.

"Second logistics officer, Sassnay." This is a tense 'savage', staring at the torch outside the fence with suspicious eyes.

"And you, Chief Penalty Officer, Luton Belletti."

Samir looked at the last person and exhaled slowly.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

The other party just stared at him coldly.

Thales looked in surprise at these few prisoners who looked sloppy, had a bad complexion, and were not young, and who had suffered for a long time at first glance, and found that without exception, they all had the "s" brand on different parts of their faces.

So, they are all...

However, the people in the five cells reacted unexpectedly.

"What are you doing?"

In the end, Belletti lowered her head indifferently, and muttered to herself: "Who is crazy this time? Maybe it's not enough supplies? Or is it really a hell?"

"Nothing."

Little Barney interrupted him coldly, his eyes passed through Samir, as if he saw a cloud of air.

"He can't be real."

His filthy face showed disgust, and he turned his back: "Everyone go back to sleep, just wake up."

"It's just... just another hallucination."

Little Barney's figure was submerged in the darkness.