Kingdom’s Bloodline

In the dark prison, the atmosphere full of ominous and horror lingers for a long time.

Even after both Ricky's laughter and Sackel's crying subsided, Thales could still feel the eerie, creepy trembling in the air.

The Year of Blood.

Eddie II.

The star royal family.

And, the only thing that threatens the Queen of Magic...

The perfect anti-magic weapon.

Thales was breathing in a trance, and just realized that his hands and feet were trembling slightly.

The secret just now gave the prince too much shock.

Thales lowered his head in a daze, and saw that there were still a few shallow scars on the palm of his left hand, which he couldn't see without looking closely.

Six years ago, he used this hand to hold that forbidden weapon...to seal Giza?

That one is very likely to be the culprit who killed Canxing's royal family...

The vanguard of the world?

Thinking of its name that shouldn't be a coincidence and the strange call that seemed to be alive, Thales couldn't help clenching his fists, and his heart tightened.

What the hell is that?

Countless questions and goosebumps surged up and engulfed him.

"We should go."

On the other side, Ricky put away his aftertaste and joyful expression, and replied indifferently:

"That's it for today."

But just when he turned around.

"Wait, Ricky."

Semir, who was also in a daze, sighed, and looked at Saker in the prison: "One last question."

Under the dim light, the figure of the penalty knight seemed to be sitting on the ground slumped, full of sadness.

Ricky frowned slightly, but said nothing after all.

Semir walked towards the fence step by step, the flames forced the shadow of the fence to the front, and continued to approach the corner where Saker was hiding.

"Just now, Sackel."

"Little Barney told me." Samir took a breath and hesitated a little: "A traitor appeared in the royal guard back then, and betrayed His Majesty and His Highness."

Sackel in the cell trembled and raised his head dully.

The expression is erratic.

Thales forcibly put away the chaotic thoughts in his heart and looked towards the field.

"Barney's words are so hypnotic, so logical." Thinking of the scene just now, Samir holding the torch showed pain on his face: "What is the internal response to the external, what is the false transmission of His Royal Highness's order, what is deliberately leading us around, what is still lurking in our eyes afterwards. There's . . . crap like that in the team."

Saker, who was sitting against the wall, still looked at him silently, but his face was slightly lowered, immersed in the shadows, unable to see clearly.

Samir didn't know whether it was sarcasm or self-deprecating chuckle.

"It seems that traitors really exist," Samir said with unspeakable sadness in his tone:

"It seems that as long as they find him, Little Barney and the others can be relieved, at least to atone for themselves."

Sakeel in the prison let out a breath, as if he hadn't recovered from the blow just now.

But at least he spoke, in a casual tone, as if sleepwalking:

"Is it."

Samir's face tightened.

"So, Sackel," he seemed to have made up his mind, gritted his teeth and said forcefully, "I have to ask this: Is it you?"

"The so-called traitor back then..."

"is it you?"

This question caused Thales and Ricky to have different colors, the former was silent, and the latter was indifferent.

Sackel was like a dull old man, it took a few seconds for him to react.

He raised his head slowly, and looked at Samir in confusion in the dark corner where the light was hard to reach.

"When the situation was urgent and we were surrounded by enemies."

While exhaling, Samir gritted his teeth and said with difficulty:

"Whether it's at the Palace Gate or the Hall of Stars, whether it's Captain Cullen, Big Barney, or Tony, they all safely handed over the forty-six people who were later sentenced by the elite main force of the guards to your hands, or watched your death Leave, or count on your help..."

He clenched his fist unconsciously.

"Because they all know and believe that no matter how powerful the enemy is, if they are led by a penalty knight,

With the presence of the next captain of the guard they are optimistic about, they will be able to turn bad luck into good luck, and everything will be safe. "

Semir turned his head away, as if he couldn't bear to hurt the deeply battered and bruised man in front of him: "Unless...unless he is a traitor."

The flag bearer gently closed his eyes.

"Is that you, Sackel?"

Both Thales and Ricky listened quietly.

In the cell, Sackel took a few breaths and slowly raised his gaze.

"Is it me?" He repeated blankly, his eyes bewildered.

Samir opened his eyes lightly, although he couldn't bear it a little, he still spoke forcefully:

"Sakel, you may not be good at forgery or espionage, but you are the confidant of the crown prince's guard, and you are still second to none in combat power, not to mention that you also serve as the chief flag officer."

Sackel twitched the corner of his mouth with a half-smile. Due to the limited light, Thales couldn't see the exact expression above the corner of his mouth.

"Is it me?"

He repeated quietly again.

Semir sighed, as if he had no confidence in the opponent's state.

But he stopped for a few seconds before speaking decisively.

"Saker, I know you're not clear-headed," the flag officer gritted his teeth and said ruthlessly, "But it's okay, I believe, like many people, like me, there is only one thing in your memory that will never fade. "

Boom!

Semir raised his fist and slammed it hard on his chest!

The three people present couldn't help but look sideways.

"Swear, Sackel, swear in front of me, in front of Canxing's bloodline."

Semir resolutely said, with a cold light in his eyes:

"In your honor, your dignity, your blade, your ancestors, in the name of the Sakel family, in the name of the Ludor nobles who have been passed down for a long time and have been loyal to the throne since the age of the empire, solemnly swear!"

Finally, Sackel shuddered when he heard these words!

The punishment knight stood up slowly, revealing his branded face in the dim light of the fire, and his eyes gradually became focused.

Ricky thought about it.

Hearing Samir's shortness of breath, he continued with pain on his face: "Solemnly swear, Saker... In your entire life, you have never betrayed the royal family of Canxing, the royal guard, or the oath of the imperial guards!"

Sakeel's face slowly became serious.

Thales' breathing gradually became smaller.

"Tell me, tell me with your own mouth, you are not a traitor."

Semir said in a low voice, seemingly helpless in his tone:

"tell me."

But Sakel didn't answer, he just looked at Semir from a distance, his eyes were cold.

For a moment, only the breathing of the four people was heard in the air.

but in the next second

tread!

I saw Samir stepping forward fiercely, grabbing the fence of Sakeel's cell!

Ricky's face changed slightly.

"I beg you!"

Semir turned his back to Thales, with an unclear expression and a bit of gnashing of teeth in his tone.

But Saker remained silent, just staring at him.

"Please, answer me, Your Excellency the Punisher," once again, Samir's words had a hint of pleading:

"It's so important."

His hands gripping the fence were already shaking.

Finally, Sackel let out a light snort, and the eyes that had been slackened just now returned to clarity.

"Too important?"

"Why did they little Barney question you, Samir?"

He curled his mouth and shook his head silently:

"Ask if you are a traitor?"

Samir's face turned pale. He didn't know whether it was because he couldn't bear the pain or for other reasons. He subconsciously let go of the fence and took a step back.

His palms trembled slightly.

"And you, do you really want me to be a traitor?" The penalty knight smiled, "Or do you hope I'm not?"

There was a long silence in the air.

Samuel bowed his head deeply.

However, not long after, a silent sigh came from the darkness.

Unexpectedly, Sackel's voice gradually sounded, from low to high, from light to heavy.

"I swear," he said lightly:

"Emanu Sakel, hereby solemnly swear on my honor, my dignity, my blade, my ancestors, in the name of the Sakel family who have been loyal to the throne since the age of the empire."

Samir looked up with a complicated expression as if inspired by something.

"Poor this life, end this life," Sakel's tone became more and more solemn as the words progressed:

"I have never betrayed the royal family of Canxing, and I have never betrayed the oath of guards."

Thales frowned.

He seems to be missing something.

Sure enough, Sackel's sigh came again:

"The only one I'm sorry for is you."

Samir's breath seemed to be cut off.

Only the decadent and mournful voice of the punishment knight continued to sound:

"It's Captain Cullen, it's Tony, it's Morian, it's Belletti, it's Chimera, it's Rogo, it's Tardin, it's Bree, it's Nai, and you, Semir..."

"Brothers of all the Royal Guards."

He sounded like an old man in his dying years, repenting for his youthful sins.

Samuel didn't move.

"As a person with high hopes, in such a storm, I am neither capable nor able to protect you, help you, lead you, and go through obstacles with you and overcome dangers," Saker looked at Semir, Looking at the brand mark on his face, he said blankly:

"I can only sit here, day after day, year after year, watching you sink to this point and be tortured."

Thales turned his head, thinking of the thirty-seven emperor's guards who died in the bone prison above, thinking of their dull, desolate, relieved, or crazy eyes, and looked at the unshaven Sake at this time Er, it was quite unpleasant for a while.

Sackel closed his eyes lightly, and squeezed out a word that had been in his heart for many years:

"sorry."

There was another silence.

Samir's expression remained unchanged for a long time, but he slowly turned his head away.

"So, the traitor is not you," the flag bearer trembled slightly: "Or, the traitor has already died in prison."

"Or, there were no traitors at all? No one betrayed His Majesty's family?"

Samir turned his head abruptly, his tone seemed to contain a hint of pleading:

"Everything, everything is just the imagination of that conspirator Barney Jr.?"

Sackel didn't answer him right away, but paced back and forth silently, and sat back to his original position full of desolation.

After a while, there was a faint sigh in the air.

"Maybe there are."

Samir was slightly startled: "What?"

I saw Sackel put his head back against the wall, and his eyes seemed to lose focus again:

"I think there should be some traitors."

As soon as this remark came out, no matter Semir or Thales, even Ricky's expression changed.

Until his words go on.

"But they're not just a certain person, or a certain face, or a certain name."

Samuel frowned:

"What's the meaning?"

Sackel shook his head with a helpless and empty smile.

"The brothers of the royal guard all come from the noble families of the royal capital," he looked at the top of his head, as if he saw the past there, and the rhythm of his tone became ups and downs, and the rhythm was orderly:

"Barney, Belletti, Semir, Tardin, Sackel... The old captain is Sun Sword and Shield from one of the six wealthy families, and he is the younger brother of the guardian Duke of the East China Sea."

"They all have a very high sense of honor and responsibility, and even a sense of mission. They are proud of being stars, proud of being descendants of the empire, and regard the kingdom as their eternal home and belonging."

Listening to the punishment knight's words, Samir was lost in thought.

"but……"

Sackel changed the subject.

"You also heard what that man said just now, about the secret of the Dragon Breaker." His expression became sad and painful: "About...the past."

The other three were all startled.

Sackel's breathing became disordered for a moment, a bitter look flashed across his face, and then turned into a twitching chuckle:

"Hahahahaha..."

No one spoke.

"Actually, there were signs of everything a long time ago. I knew it. I should have known it earlier."

"From the restrictive order issued to the great nobles, from the commercial decree, from His Majesty's wedding, from the consultants who frequently come and go from the palace gate, from the meetings called from time to time, from the more intense audiences of the subjects, I should See, no matter the brothers or others, the doubts in their eyes have long been planted and slowly sprouted."

Samuel didn't speak.

"Look at what His Majesty did, look at the road His Majesty stepped on, look at the battlefield he stood on, and look at the enemy he chose." The prisoner still looked at the ceiling with a complicated expression, and his laughter was full of bitterness and remorse:

"Look at the future he has chosen for the millions of people of the stars."

Thales listened to his words silently, imagining everything that Eddie II had to face in that era.

Sackel let out a hoarse breath.

Thales couldn't help frowning when thinking of the front of the world and the truth he had just learned.

Samir turned his head violently, as if he couldn't bear to listen any more.

"You and little Barney, you are so eager to find the betrayer, but..."

"I'm thinking...if the so-called traitors in your mouth, if those people have expectations and longings for the future of the Star Kingdom, if they really know something like the dragon breaker, so they act for it, and they are willing to bear the pain of conscience." Condemn, even if it goes against the king's will..."

Saker stared blankly at the void, immersed in his own world, becoming more and more incoherent:

"If they can no longer tell betrayal from loyalty...it's not impossible, is it?"

Samuel froze.

However, Sackel continued in a trance:

"The question is, Samir, what kind of position should we stand in order to criticize them without hesitation? Is it the contempt of the loyal to the betrayer? The condemnation of the dedicated to the one-hearted?"

The air inside and outside the cell seemed to freeze, and the prisoners and jailbreakers tasted different bitterness in it.

In the end, Semir's expression seemed to change from a lifetime ago.

"I don't understand." He said quietly.

Sackel smiled.

"Oh, I don't understand either."

The punishment knight seemed to be slowly coming back to his senses. He folded his arms tightly and sank his face into the darkness.

"Come on, you don't belong here, you don't have to be here, you're not the one to blame."

Sackel slowly stretched out his hand, pointing to the empty corner outside the cell again, as if there was really someone there:

"And not the one who should face him here."

It seemed like a long time before Semir turned around with difficulty like a hibernating animal suddenly waking up.

No longer look at the punishment knight.

Semir took a deep breath, as if trying to swallow all the unexpressed anger and grievances into his chest.

"I told you," Ricky tapped his sword hilt lightly on the other side, seemingly not paying attention:

"Those who face the past cannot find the answer."

In the end, under Ricky's gaze, Semir took a step, with a feeling of regret or relief, and walked towards the way he came.

Leave Thackel's cell behind.

Thales stared at his back, frowning tightly.

"What are you waiting for, Your Highness?"

Ricky chuckled, as if calling for a child to eat:

"The show is over."

To his surprise, Thales didn't move to keep up, but raised a pair of eyes that became alert at some point, and looked at Ricky.

"So this is your goal?"

"This secret?"

Thales bent down, picked up the extinguished torch on the ground, looked at the remaining warm substance on it, and could vaguely recognize the thin flakes of ash.

Ricky frowned imperceptibly.

The prince raised his head slowly, exhaled softly under the firelight as Semir walked further and further away: "Then what?"

Semir's footsteps stopped, and he also noticed Thales' performance.

"Then, let's go home." Ricky looked at Thales coldly, not very satisfied with the latter's uncooperative appearance.

"Unless, you still want to have a drink with the brat who killed your uncle?"

Thales sighed heavily.

so.

Right now is the last step of this group of people.

Perhaps, as conjectured, there is another exit in the prison of bones, which can completely avoid the eyes and ears of the camp.

After that, except for their claws, I have nowhere to go.

Thales took a deep breath and whispered to himself, "I'm ready."

I'm ready.

In the next second, His Royal Highness raised his head with a bright smile:

"Hey, can I discuss it?"

Thales looked at the torch with only a wooden stick in his hand, and scratched his head seemingly annoyed: "I mean, look, since you have already got what you want, and as a weak boy..."

Ricky shook his head slightly, and accepted his words without a doubt:

"It's what we want too."

Thales' words froze.

I saw Ricky stepping forward slowly, with a hint of threat:

"Even more than our original goal."

Thales raised his eyebrows involuntarily.

He had to sigh: "But, you know, whether it's the kingdom or the secret department, they won't let you out of the camp easily."

Samir walked back, and together with Ricky looked at Thales who seemed to be trying to negotiate.

"They won't," Ricky snorted coldly:

"But they don't know."

Thales showed a helpless smile and spread his hands: "But..."

"What if they knew?"

Under the light of Semir's fire, Ricky frowned slightly:

"What's the meaning?"

Thales showed his big white teeth and smiled shyly.

"What I mean is, what if the Kingdom's Secret Division knew about your actions this time from the beginning to the end, from the beginning to the end?"

Ricky was startled slightly at first, then his face sank:

"you……"

But the moment Ricky exited the first syllable, a sudden change occurred!

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