Kingdom’s Bloodline

Chapter 145 A Different World

"Listen, Sackel!"

Seeing that the other party didn't buy it, Semir, who was signaled by Ricky, was a little anxious:

"It's not easy for us to come down. It's not just to catch up with you, but..."

"Then don't waste time," Sackel carelessly touched his stubble, and raised a small stone knife in his hand: "Unless you have a razor? This one is a bit blunt..."

Sackel turned his head and looked at Ricky's waist, with contempt in his eyes:

"Well, your sword is not bad?"

Ricky snorted coldly, and held his special saber with his hand, full of hostility.

at this moment.

"Here," Thales, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "The razor."

"for you."

In the next second, the boy took out a sheathed dagger from his jacket like a magic trick, and passed it between the fences.

Sackel was stunned for a moment before reacting, and subconsciously took Thales' dagger.

Seeing the JC dagger that returned to Thales' hands at some point, Ricky and Semir both changed color!

Semir looked at Thales in disbelief:

"when……"

Thales smiled lightly.

"During the scuffle, Marina pinned me to the ground so hard she couldn't feel my hand."

Ricky frowned, then smiled suddenly.

"Good boy, this can remove the dagger, it really gives face to your ancestors," Samir looked at the prince with displeasure:

"It would be a shame not to be a pickpocket."

yes.

I feel so too.

Thales sighed slightly in his heart.

Sackel chuckled and shook his head, looked at the dagger in his hand with interest, touched the scabbard and turned it over and over again, but didn't pull it out, let alone shave.

I saw him looking slightly sideways under the firelight, and muttered a sentence without beginning and end:

"The king doesn't respect his bloodline?"

"Is it?"

Both Ricky and Semir looked puzzled, but Thales smiled.

Under the suspicious eyes of the other two, the prince took a step forward.

"Who is that?"

Thales smiled and said:

"Sakel, who was the person who was talking to you just now?"

Ricky and Samir frowned again, as if they were very dissatisfied with the prince's interruption.

But others don't think so.

"Ah, after so many years, someone finally asked that question."

Sakeel's eyes were fixed on the dagger in his hand, and he paused for a few seconds, then the corners of his mouth slightly turned up: "This means that you should not be hallucinating—are you?"

Thales smiled.

"Of course I am not," the prince said lightly:

"But the man you were talking to, was he?"

Listening to this incomprehensible conversation, Samir's expression was a little ugly.

But Ricky shook his head at him, preventing him from interrupting.

Sackel smiled.

"that person……"

His gaze was a little slack, as if he was about to return to the state of nervousness just now.

"When I first came here, everything was fine for me," Sackel said in a daze, "it was just another exercise alone, but it took a little longer, the light was a little darker, the room was a little empty, and there was no cloth. That big mouth in the movie is nagging every day, how nice it is.”

He pondered, the chill in the words made Samir couldn't bear to bow his head.

"Later, I don't know how long it took," Sackel suddenly laughed without end:

"Here he comes, the man."

Samir's expression tightened:

"What? Who's here?"

I saw Sackel once again immersed in his own world: "One day, I saw him talking, just on the other side of the cell."

He pointed to a corner outside the fence, and his face slowly became stiff.

"Sitting there, smiling..."

"say."

"he."

Saker said blankly.

Ricky and Samuel glanced at the spot he was pointing at, a dusty corner that had obviously been untouched for a long time.

But Sackel's eyes were fixed, his expression was numb, as if he saw something.

Like a sculpture.

Seeing the other party's appearance, Samir understood and sighed unhappily.

"he?"

"Look clearly, Sackel, there is nothing there, and you are the same here, no one, and no light!"

Semir's words were slightly accusatory: "Saker, listen to me, I know that you don't want to look back on all the torture in the past, but no matter how terrible it is...what you see is not real! I've seen Little Barney and the others, it's all because of this damn prison! And you've been trapped here for eighteen years, only darkness and loneliness..."

Hearing the other party's words, Sackel came back from the state of being still in the sculpture, and sneered.

"I've been stuck here for eighteen years, and what about you?"

Sackel stared at Semir steadfastly, with a cold light in his eyes: "Have you been trapped in your own heart for eighteen years?"

The penalty knight shook his head disdainfully and said:

"At this point, there is no difference between us, the second flag bearer, Samir."

Samuel froze.

In the slightly stiff scene, Thales sighed.

"So, this... Sackel."

"You said you saw 'he' appearing here and talking?"

The prince looked at Saker with complicated eyes: "Who is the 'he' you are talking about?"

Sackel lowered his head.

"Who are you, young man?"

The prisoner of the royal guard narrowed his eyes: "I don't think you came to visit the Prison of Bones voluntarily with these people, did you?"

Semir frowned, and was about to step forward to tear Thales away, but Ricky still stopped him.

Thales shook his head and did not answer.

"You see him talking, but the 'words' cannot be seen," the prince sighed:

"I think, you are the one who saw 'him' first, and then heard 'him' speak?"

Sackel stared at him for a long time, thoughtful.

But his answer was still wild.

"It doesn't matter, does it," said the former star of the royal guard with misty eyes, as if lost in memory:

"Sometimes I see his person, and then his voice comes through."

"Sometimes, I hear his words first, and then he appears in front of me."

"it's the same."

"no difference."

After saying this, Sackel's expression froze again.

The four people in the hall were silent for a moment during this particularly weird conversation.

It doesn't make sense.

He's gone crazy.

This is Samuel shaking his head and giving Ricky a wink.

But the leader of the Sword of Disaster didn't pay attention to it. On the contrary, he listened to this conversation with great interest.

"That's right, they're all the same," Thales forced a smile:

"So, 'he' was... talking to you?"

Sackel's face became a little sad.

"Yes, he is just as usual, chatting, smiling, and even giving me orders," Sackel seemed to be distracted, staring at the corner he just pointed to:

"But I know, I know, he's real sometimes, and I'm happy at those times."

The next moment, Sackel's cheek muscles tensed up, and he gritted his teeth, as if he saw something evil:

"But I also know that sometimes he is pretended by other things, just to seduce the weakness and darkness deep in my heart, so as to defeat me."

Thales frowned:

"Something else?"

Seeing this, Samir sighed and whispered in Ricky's ear:

"Another pointless nonsense."

But Ricky obviously didn't care: "As long as it makes him talk."

Sackel ignored the whispers of the other two, but focused on the conversation with Thales:

"Yes, those things that want to harm you."

The long-faced middle-aged man stared at the empty void, and his words were full of emotion: "You know, he is very good, but those things are very cunning, and it was difficult for me to distinguish the difference at first."

As Sackel spoke, he was fascinated.

Seems to be talking to himself.

"They will all tell me about the past, training when they were young, selection when they grew up, duty in the Fuxing Palace, missions to the North, deserts, and south to the Blade Leader. Of course, there are people, including father, mother, brother, and sister. , Your Majesty, Your Highness, the old captain, Big Barney, the old smoker, Glover, and of course her, and then..."

Having said this, Sackel trembled slightly.

Thales looked at him intently and encouraged him to continue.

"Those things are especially hateful, it likes to whisper when I'm sleeping," Sackel seemed to have returned to his previous state, and saw him gnashing his teeth with a hideous face:

"Then, they show me something else."

"Trying to break me."

He stared at the dagger in his hand with a cold expression.

"What," Thales said softly, as if guiding a child to learn:

"What did they show you, Sackel?"

Sackel suddenly raised his head, clenching his teeth like a beast.

He stared straight ahead with red eyes, as if his sworn enemy was there.

"Sometimes, it's the rotten skin that's visible when you open your eyes, the kind with maggots and flies..."

Sackel's words carried a chilling aura, trembling slightly with his body: "It's so rotten that I can't recognize it, but it's still moving, but I just know that those are the guards, they belong to everyone. Faceskin, emerging from the darkness, suddenly appeared before your eyes..."

Samir looked at him with regret, and shook his head in a low voice:

"He's really crazy."

Ricky ignored him.

"Sometimes, there are countless heads stuck on spear points, and they fill every corner of the cell like this, leaving me nowhere to go, and I can only stand against the wall when I sleep."

Thales listened silently with compassion in his eyes.

"Those heads have all been dead for a long time, but they can still speak. They like to open their eyes and make noise when I squeeze past them to get food. Some of them will try to bite me," Saker squeezed his hands tightly. dagger, with his left hand over his shoulder, as if there had been bitten by the monster he spoke of:

"I have to say that the head that looks like Prince Bank is quite similar. His words kept me up for several days."

Saker let out a half-smile.

He stared at Thales with frightening eyes.

"Even one day, when I woke up, I saw the hanging corpses hanging from the ceiling. They were all there, all rolling their eyes and sticking out their tongues, but they seemed to be looking down at me..." Saker pointed to the top of his head, breathing become more and more urgent:

"They rocked back and forth on top of my head, twitching slowly, and sometimes the feet and robes of the dead would graze my hair, and this probably lasted for a full... three meals."

He said quietly.

Samir couldn't help but speak.

"But you don't even have light here!"

The flag-bearer looked sadly at the former top guard: "Be sober, Sackel, there is nothing in the cell, it's just an illusion you imagined! We are here to save you!"

Sackel sneered, and looked at Thales again.

"Sometimes, they don't let me see anything at all, leaving me only the voice in the dark."

he said coldly.

Thales squeezed out a smile: "Sound?"

Sackel nodded, his face became dull:

"Baby crying."

"It's like a baby crying at any time in the boundless darkness, over and over again."

"Cycle back and forth, back and forth, left and right, sometimes it's close to the ear, even when the ears are plugged up, it's clear, sometimes it's barely noticeable, and you can only smell it when you concentrate, sometimes it's sad and tragic, sometimes it's full of malice, and sometimes it changes. into eerie baby laughter."

Saker sat down against the wall, curled up with a blank expression.

Thales shook slightly, trying his best to maintain his emotions.

"That must be tough."

He said with difficulty: "Living in...a different world."

Saker's expression became a little indifferent and numb.

"A different world..."

"In the beginning, yes, I could only tell myself over and over again: this is a test. Later, I got used to it..."

He raised his head and said stupidly: "You know, the advantage of this matter is that whether it's him or those things... At least when they appear, I can hear his voice."

"Whether it's real or not, that's his dying voice, his laughter, his words, his orders."

Sackel pressed the hilt of the dagger to his forehead.

"Let me be comforted in eternal purgatory."

Thales was a little sad, he took a deep breath, and asked:

"who?"

"Whose voice?"

This question attracted the attention of the other two.

Sackel was in a daze.

"Of course it is him," the former watchman of the royal guard showed a sad but relieved smile:

"The former Crown Prince."

Samuel shook slightly.

Thales was also slightly taken aback.

"What I see, who talks to me, who smiles at me, who tests me, who tortures me, who visits me all the time, is him before he died."

I saw Sakel hugging himself even tighter, tremblingly said:

"The eldest son of the king, Midil Canxing."

There was a long silence in the hall.

Only faint sobs of Sakel could be heard.

Thales' face was gloomy, and he closed his eyes gently.

Live in a different world.

He repeated weakly in his heart.

But when he closed his eyes, Thales in his mind seemed to be thrown into a stormy sea.

Go with the waves.

Until he bumped into a long-lost memory fragment and brought him back to a world he hadn't cared about for a long time.

Inspired the same long-lost strange feelings.

that voice.

Still that voice.

That nice, gentle, female voice that makes you feel at ease and always makes him laugh.

【Xie Ren, are you afraid of ghosts? 】

【…】

This hateful guy, knowingly asks.

Probably have to laugh at him again.

[Yes, I remember, you are most afraid of ghosts, you can't even watch horror movies. 】

really.

He sighed slightly and scratched his head.

[But you've never seen a ghost, have you? Because in the world of many people, it does not exist, and of course it cannot be seen. 】

The female voice on the other end of the phone paused, slightly depressed.

[But you might as well imagine that there is such a kind of people, in the world they see...ghosts exist. 】

【existing. 】

He frowned.

What.

[So, when they sleep at night, they may see a hideous face appearing on the pillow, or sticking to the ceiling... Or, when they open their eyes in the morning, they see a bloody head standing at the window, a bloody face The whitish dead man is squatting in the corner... They may see the little girl in red with no face when they walk, and see the bloody eyeballs when they eat, and they will always feel...]

The female voice was a little low, trembling slightly, intermittent, as if trying to suppress certain emotions.

【Hey, don't scare me, okay, my aunt... You know I'm most afraid of these...】

【So...so...】

The voice trembled.

He felt strangely uneasy.

[So... for this kind of people, ghosts are real, at least in their own world, they are real...really, they can be seen...but they can't tell whether it's real or not ...In their view, they really saw a ghost...]

The female voice seemed to be unable to control her emotions anymore. Countless negative emotions, like her fragile and cracked voice, gushed out like a bank.

[They don't want to, they are also very scared...but they, they are not watching ghost movies, but...but they are living in the world of ghost movies...struggling...they are really powerless, really All the time, you can see the living, hideous, and the most real... woo... ghost...]

Puzzled, confused, uneasy.

Besides, he was a little anxious.

What's up with her?

[Hey, is the signal bad? No, hey you... why are you crying... didn't you, did you see something? Hey, don't cry, it's okay, no matter what strange things happen, I'm here, don't be afraid, don't be afraid...]

[Fu Ren, please, don't be afraid, don't be afraid of me, I'm not... I, I don't... Please, I'm just... I'm just... Woohoo, I'm just living, I'm not living with you The same world...]

The gentle voice was terrified and afraid, and the crying was trembling.

This made him extremely flustered.

What is... a world different from his?

he does not know.

He could only do his best to comfort her.

[Come on, take a deep breath with me, don't be afraid, there is nothing to be afraid of, right, if something really happens, at worst, find a Taoist priest, a witch, or a superpower expert...be better, come on, tell me...what's the matter ? Why are you talking suddenly, talking...]

There was a slight sobbing sound from the other end of the phone, but it was calmer than before.

【Xie Ren, today, the doctor... the doctor told me the diagnosis result. 】

The female voice dropped a lot.

Even with a touch of despair.

He wanted to say something, but what he wanted to say was stuck in his mind, and he could only utter three words.

【How about it? 】

The female voice laughed.

【Schizophrenia, have you heard of it? 】

schizophrenia.

A sudden fear seized his brain.

[schizein, and phren... the Greek roots before and after are "disjointed, split", and "mind, thought". 】

[The doctor said that this is a disconnection and dissociation between perception and thinking, so some people translate this as 'psychotic disorder'. 】

The voice was sobbing softly, as if holding on, unable to laugh.

Let his heart be covered with haze, extremely sad.

He was silent.

[But here, there is a more common translation. 】

He swallowed.

【what is it call? 】

The female voice sneered, and spoke weakly and fragilely.

[Schizophrenia. 】

At that moment, Thales opened his eyes suddenly, broke free from the boundless sea of ​​memories, and returned to the dark and dead underground prison in cold sweat.

Panting heavily, he looked at Sakeel who was stuck in the prison like a wooden man in front of him.

I just felt empty in my chest.

If something is missing.