Kingdom’s Bloodline

Chapter 127 The crown in the left hand and the magic power in the right hand

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"That's the best place you can find it?"

Ashida turned around slowly, walked around, and looked around the entire study.

"Of course, welcome to Star Lake Castle."

Thales walked to the window, looked at the star lake under the moonlight, and spread his arms boldly, as if he was an overlord:

"My own fortress, secret, quiet, remote, safe—"

Before Thales could finish speaking, there was a strange noise from the ceiling, rustling and tinkling, from one end to the other.

Ashida glanced at the ceiling, expressionless.

This made the Duke of Xinghu look a little uncomfortable.

"—It perfectly meets the requirements in your last letter. It is an excellent meeting place for us," Thales replied calmly and calmly, his voice covering the strange noise from the ceiling, "Not only is it far away from the Fuxing Palace, but it also comes with a natural landscape... "

Before he finished speaking, he heard a crash above his head.

sand--

A cloud of dust fell from the gap in the ceiling, covering Thales' head and face in a confident pose.

Ashida was still at ease, standing with her hands behind her back, spotless - the dust and gravel were separated by a transparent barrier before it fell on him.

"Okay, a little fly in the ointment." Thales' calmness disappeared, and he coughed and dusted off the dust in embarrassment, "but don't worry, we have sent people to nearby villages and towns to buy cats and Rat poison is gone, plan B is to go to Yongxing City to hire a professional rat catcher, on the premise of not tearing down the roof..."

The magician of Qi ignored him and turned his head to look around:

The furniture and furnishings in the study room are old and faded, there are occasional cobweb moths that have not been cleaned in the corner, and a wooden window that opens outwards groans slightly in the wind and is crumbling.

Thales patted the top of his head back to its original hair color, walked to the desk and sat down calmly, leaning back.

"Everything is in order, under control—"

Click!

I haven't finished talking,

The chair he was sitting on made a crisp sound.

Thales fell short and leaned to one side. The boy had to hang on to the table awkwardly and skillfully so as not to slip.

"Damn it, the carpenter in the farm just came to repair it the day before yesterday..."

The Duke cursed angrily.

Ashida squinted at him and said nothing.

"Okay, okay, I know."

Thales gave up his defense and sighed heavily.

"Xinghu Castle has just started, and the conditions are limited, but don't worry..."

He reached out and grabbed the sky-blue invitation card on the table, folded it back and forth skillfully, then bent down, stuffed it under the collapsed chair leg at a corner, and sarcastically said:

"We have a good upward momentum and huge room for development."

Thales twisted his buttocks to make sure the chair was stable, and then got up and sat down, but was surprised to find that the Qi magician had already "sat" in front of the desk in midair, his eyes were gloomy and calm.

"I won't ask you to sit down, anyway..."

The Duke of Xinghu flattened his mouth sourly, helplessly and enviously:

"You brought your own chair."

But Ashida didn't respond to his joke.

With a flick of the magician's finger, the mountain wind that was blowing the window stopped suddenly.

Ashida's tone was gentle and her voice was pleasant: "You are different."

"What?"

Ashida's tone was cold, and the mysterious blue light in her eyes seemed to have some kind of power:

"I said, you are different."

Thales sneered.

"Yeah, I've grown up."

Thales bent his mouth, leaned back and folded his arms:

"By the way, after returning to China, you are probably the twentieth person who said this to me—unfortunately, there are only prizes for the top nineteen."

Ashida didn't move, only a pair of eyes stared directly into Thales's.

"No."

The air magician's voice was mechanical and hollow.

"Son, you are far from being as relaxed and relaxed as you appear on the surface."

"On the contrary, at this moment, you are impetuous, confused, and restless."

"Haunted by a fog that I can't even see."

Thales subdued his smile unknowingly.

Restless, confused, restless.

His pocket with the covenant ring suddenly felt heavy.

"What makes you different is deep down."

The magician was still staring at Thales, and a strange blue light overflowed from his pupils, filling his entire eye sockets.

"Deeper."

"The deepest part."

At that moment, Thales tightened unconsciously, and had the illusion that his soul was being peeped at.

The crime of Hell River surged uncomfortably.

"God."

"What?" Thales was taken aback.

"When you hear this word," the magician said coldly, "what will you think of?"

Thales realized that this was the "training" they did in Dragon Clouds City.

"but……"

"Answer me, now!"

Ashida was uncharacteristically stern, almost like an order:

"God?"

Damn.

I haven't seen you for a long time. Let's exchange some pleasantries. Are you here for a class test?

Seeing that the other party persisted, Thales could only sigh and answer the question.

"Misty, psychedelic," the young man lazily muttered about the gods, using his brain to say whatever he wanted, "fuzzy, far away..."

But as the words opened, Thales felt a little strange.

"It seems that there is no such thing as the future of the Tathagata, but there is no such thing as the future, but it is impossible to say that the coming is already here..."

Thales frowned: Strange, these descriptions, I used to...

But Ashida didn't let him think about it.

"world."

The magician of Qi spoke fast and pronounced words unprecedentedly, and seemed to be urging Thales:

"World, what will you think of first? Quick!"

Thales' expression became serious.

"Everything, everything, tolerance, tolerance, fullness," words popped out from the bottom of Thales' heart, making him more confused, "extension, reproduction, continuation, all kinds, everywhere..."

Damn, why couldn't he speak a complete sentence in a short time?

Why, all the intermittent words appear in my mind?

Thales wanted to continue, but Ashida lightly raised her finger:

"stop."

"Mr. Sakern," Thales asked in surprise, "what happened, I think..."

The magician raised his head, his eyes blue like lightning:

"You are indeed different."

Thales' heart sank.

Ashida looked at him seriously.

"A few months ago, a magician tried to knock on the door," the magician of qi said in a deep voice, "but it's different from the time you were in Dragon Clouds City."

"This time...it was cautious."

A few months ago, knocking...

Taylor's heart tightened:

"cautious?"

The magician nodded:

"It's like standing in front of the door, touching the door with your finger, and retracting the gesture before knocking for the first time."

"More like a trial."

The scene in the prison of bones appeared in front of his eyes, Thales swallowed his throat.

Ashida looked out the window with misty eyes:

"It even made me think for a while that it was an illusion."

But then he turned his head and looked at Thales who was standing in a state of anxiety:

"At first I didn't think it was you, because only a complete magician has that kind of control, but now, after I see you again..."

Ashida solemnly repeated the conclusion:

"You're different, aren't you?"

With the feeling of being exposed for doing bad things, Thales could only sigh deeply:

"yes."

Ashida was expressionless:

"I warned you that it is very dangerous to manifest magic power in front of people."

Thales nodded helplessly.

"I was in trouble, and I had to try it as a last resort, but I found that I kept raising the threshold and couldn't stop..."

"reckless."

Thales was a little unhappy, but he insisted on saying:

"I was close to knocking on the door at one point, but thanks to..."

His words froze, thinking of the magician who was at the critical point.

[I am your earliest predecessor. 】

[Worst role model. 】

[The worst future. 】

Ashida's words seemed to come from afar:

"Thanks to what?"

Thales returned to his eyes, but what popped up in his mind was a reminder from another magician:

[Be careful with Ashida. 】

Thales swallowed his throat and pulled out a smile:

"Thanks to you, Mr. Sakern."

Ashida's eyes flashed blue.

"Your questions—the gods, the world, they suddenly appeared," Thales said cautiously, "Every time I ask a question, I wake up and finally... come back."

The magician was silent for a while:

"That's it? Nothing else?"

"Maybe." Thales recalled the skills of facing the Black Prophet, trying not to lie, "but, like a dream, everything is hazy and hazy, and after waking up, I don't remember it."

Ashida was silent for a long time.

"Things, concepts, chaos, essence," the magician said quietly, "Your entry is much faster than I expected."

"Things, concept... mind to say more?"

But Ashida just lightly raised her finger.

The surrounding air became fresh and cold, straight into the chest and lungs, which made Thales shiver and became more awake.

What are you doing?

"Get rid of distracting thoughts."

I saw Ashida solemnly said:

"Now, for every word I say, you have to answer another word—the one that comes to your mind first, don't hesitate, don't hesitate, answer with your instinct."

The trembling Thales could only nod.

"The sun?" Ashida asked.

"Broken." Thales replied quickly.

Wait, destruction?

Thales reacted and frowned:

How could it be this?

If you give him a few more seconds, he will definitely answer something else, such as hot, endless, bright, eternal and so on.

But... Broken?

"Starry sky?"

"Touch."

"time?"

"destroy."

"Mist."

"call."

"The end?"

"pause."

"die?"

"Forget."

"Sky?"

"captivity."

"strength?"

At that moment, Thales opened his mouth to speak, but his mind went blank.

strength? What should the power take?

Why can't I think of it?

He gritted his teeth desperately, and pulled out a related word from his memory: "The power of the end."

Ashida lowered her fingers.

The surrounding air returns to warmth.

"The last one doesn't count," said the Magician of Qi indifferently, "You hesitated."

Thales was silent.

He didn't need to ask, he knew that the answers were not quite right.

"What's this?"

"Original Inquiry—this is the name Taurus later took, and it was also the first test he designed."

Ashida didn't hide her secrets, and replied straightforwardly: "People first discovered the abnormalities of magicians, not through their abilities, but through their thoughts and insights."

Hearing the familiar name, Thales rolled his eyes: "Who is Toros?"

"A senior." Ashida didn't want to say much.

"Because of the initial promise of magic energy, I can't delve into your magic energy. I can only explore your understanding of foreign objects through a series of the most primitive images, and distinguish the stage of magic energy entering from the side—like sticking a needle into it. Break the skin, bring out the blood, and get a diagnosis with minimal trauma and cost."

Primitive questioning.

Thales tentatively said:

"So what's your diagnosis? Am I still alive and kicking, eating and drinking well? Or am I in an advanced stage of illness, preparing for my funeral?"

The qi magician shook his head.

"I don't know. Apparently, you have been exposed to mana in 'out of control', so your answer will become - this is the proof of reaching the 'object' stage, which we generally call 'contactees'. "

But the problem is that there has never been an example in history of being exposed to magic after knocking on the door.

Ashida thought silently.

Just like a beginner with no foundation, after completing a series of complex advanced calculation formulas, he learned "one plus one equals two".

contacts.

Thales chewed on this word, and at the same time compared it with the knowledge he heard when he knocked on the door—to be precise, from the kind-hearted senior named Toros who couldn't see his face.

Ashida continued:

"But you are lucky, you lose control and raise your threshold at the stage of 'things', but you can return in time from the threshold of knocking on the door...Historically, half of the contacts who have done this intentionally or unintentionally have become idiots or Madmen, even monsters."

Thales frowned:

Idiot, madman, monster?

"What about the other half?"

Ashida shook her head:

"I don't know, they disappeared."

Disappeared.

Thales felt chills.

"So, when do I need to worry? When one day, I answer 'fuck you' to every primitive question?"

Ashida looked back at Thales.

His look was strange, even... strange.

"When I couldn't understand at all, or even hear your answer." The magician said lightly.

Can't understand, can't hear.

Thales wondered:

"I do not understand?"

Ashida nodded:

"That's it."

Thales became more and more confused: "What?"

But in the next second, the magician changed the subject and said in a cold tone:

"And, yes, if someone dares to answer me with swear words, you should really worry—worry about my temper."

Thales shrank his head.

"So, I'm already a so-called 'contact', what should I do next?"

"have no idea."

"Oh, you don't know—what?" Taylor's eyes widened.

"According to the examples I know, starting from this step," Ashida shook her head, "The person who contacts the magic energy must learn to observe step by step while the carefully prepared magic energy is out of control, so as to resist the illusion and the blindness of blindly raising the threshold." Only by being impulsive can we reach the level of 'viewing' and become a comprehender."

Wait, wait, there are too many unfamiliar terms, he needs to find a notebook...

But Thales had just reached for the pen when a gust of wind blew the pen and paper off the table.

Thales raised his head depressed, and looked at the indifferent Ashida.

Well, can't leave a record.

"Those who understand must carefully and restraintly try to raise the threshold. They will see themselves clearly, find a specific threshold, and enter the state of 'chaos'. We call it fusion."

"The fusion person will take the last dangerous step, reach out and knock on the door for the first time, break through the threshold and step out of the threshold, and fully integrate into the original state, which is the level of 'pure'," the magician of qi said softly, "if it succeeds, Then you can find and define your own threshold name, which is a magician."

Asheda said this, she paused:

"but……"

Thales reacted, and said in a daze: "But I have lost control, passed the threshold, and even knocked on the door—so what?"

"exactly."

Ashida nodded: "So the general standard can't define your stage and degree, so it doesn't apply."

"Then what to do?"

"It's okay," the magician said lightly, "Although magicians who don't take the usual path are rare, there are a few of them."

Well, one, or two?

Hearing that he could still save him, Thales' spirits lifted:

"Yeah, so we can refer to them?"

"cannot."

"what why?"

"What is the first promise of magic energy?"

"Uh, learn from each other?"

"Say it again?" The surrounding air froze, making it difficult to breathe.

"Mutual, mutual do not get to the bottom of it!"

"Fine." The air flow returned to normal.

"So you don't know how to take the next step, so what use do I need you?"

"Say it again?"

"I mean, my dear Mr. Sakern, may I ask how you plan to open up unknown areas and guide me step by step?"

Ashida was silent.

He looked out the window at the moonlight.

"I don't know—but we can explore, together."

"So, Thales, let me ask you again: are you willing to let go of the shackles of the world and come with me?"

The magician said quietly, "The path of magic energy is extremely difficult and dangerous. We need to explore the unknown path more freely and efficiently."

Hold.

here we go again.

Taylor suddenly became vigilant, strictly preventing himself from flying out of the castle again—just like in Dragon Clouds City.

But fortunately, Ashida's communication with him was no longer so violent, and he was no longer dragged out to fly a human kite for a disagreement.

"But we talked about this issue seven years ago, and you agreed," Thales said sternly, "If the magician doesn't want to be called a 'disaster' by the hated people in the world, then To use another method..."

"The crown in the left hand, the magic power in the right hand."

Ashida used concise words, summarizing his explanation in one sentence.

"I barely understand your remarkable but naive ideals, and I also somewhat understand your naivety of wanting the best of both worlds, or your reluctance to give up when you are in a high position, and your greed for power."

Thales couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

"But you think so, child, because you don't understand magic."

"That's also because you have always been secretive and refused to tell the whole story." Thales immediately retorted.

Ashida was silent for a while, then changed the topic.

"Then you might as well think about it from another angle: on this trip home, since you knocked on the door, have you ever been found to be inappropriate and even doubted your identity?"

Being found inappropriate, doubting my identity,

Thales was shocked.

Several faces floated through his mind.

fast rope.

Former Prisoners of the Royal Guard, led by Barney Jr.

And... Sack El.

Thales looked into Ashida's eyes, forced a smile, and told the truth:

"Yes."

The Magician of Qi looked at him faintly. From Thales's point of view, "I knew it" was written in the other's occasionally blue eyes.

"Give me their names and information."

"I'll help you finish it."

ending.

Thales thumped in his heart, and the image of the fast rope being made into a human flesh ball appeared in his mind.

"Thanks, but I've already taken care of it."

The prince pretended to be calm.

"Unfortunately, but unfortunately, those who know my secret..."

Thales had to imagine the expression of the brat of the Shadow Shield, showing a sinister smile:

"They can't speak out anymore."

This time, Ashida didn't answer immediately, but looked at him for a long, long time.

It's been so long that Thales's heart shudders.

Fortunately, the magician finally spoke, but his tone changed:

"Very well, you escaped this time, but what about next time?"

Thales' nerves tightened.

Ashida said coldly: "What do you think is the reason why I disappeared all these years and didn't come to you until the sixth year?"

lazy? Counseling? drag? forget? Deadline awakening?

Thales buried the above guesses deeply in his heart, and put on an open-minded and studious look.

Ashida's pleasant voice suddenly tightened:

"Seven years ago, a strange novice magician blindly knocked on the door in the middle of the night, and also seven years ago, Giza appeared in Dragon Cloud City, fighting against the giant dragon that fell from the sky. You really think that no one will connect them ?”

Thales frowned:

"For example—the Double Emperor?"

"They are just one of them," Ashida's tone was worrying, "and in the past seven years, they have visited Dragon Clouds countless times."

Thales caught his breath.

"For seven years, I had to go to great lengths and try my best to hide people's eyes and ears to drive their eyes away from you—fortunately you are special, and fortunately all magicians think that the one who knocks on the door must already have Threshold name, and a brat definitely doesn’t have the ability.”

Thales' mood sank.

"Fortunately."

The attitude of the Qi magician eased down:

"There was more to the world than that that night."

Thales raised his eyes:

"What's the meaning?"

The magician shook his head: "Marshland, Sea of Ending, Great Desert, Deep Forest, Lairden, Qilin City... During that night, many places were not peaceful, and Dragon Clouds City and Giza were just one of the suspected targets. one."

Thales asked puzzled, "What?"

Ashida nodded:

"That's right, so sometimes I even suspect that you may not be the only magician in the world that day."

You're not the only one...

Thales thought about it.

Ashida snorted coldly:

"Of course, if there is, I hope he won't be as stubborn and reckless as you."

Thales could only show a polite smile.

"But now you have returned to Eternal Star City." Ashida's words became faster and faster, making her heart beat faster, "This is the political center that attracts worldwide attention, and you are the heir to the kingdom. Every move attracts attention. Here, if you have an accident again, whether you raise the threshold or knock on the door, if you attract unnecessary attention..."

Unnecessary attention.

Thinking of the scene at the royal banquet, Thales couldn't help clenching his fists.

Ashida warned:

"For the sake of safety, reconsider my proposal—it will be too late if you want to go with me at that time."

Thales was silent for a long time.

For the sake of safety.

Safety……

But.

But……

Thinking of the covenant with the king in Ballard's room, Thales gritted his teeth.

Ashida waited silently for his response.

After a few seconds, Thales took a deep breath and looked up at his guide.

"Thank you for the reminder. I admit that for a magic beginner, it may be safer and more convenient to go with you," Taylor said, "but I still have a question."

Ashida nodded: "Very good, at least we have a good consensus—"

"Who is Fleurand?"

The words of the magician of qi were stunned.

Fleurand.

Thales stared at each other closely.

But Ashida didn't respond.

He was expressionless and motionless.

But Thales knew long ago that the reaction of a magician cannot be measured with common sense.

"Or I should change the question." Thales leaned against the desk and narrowed his eyes. "You and the sensory magician, or the former Queen Fiosa, why and how did you cooperate?"

The silence lasted for a long time.

The blue light in Ashida's eyes flickered back and forth.

Thales was unmoved, and gradually increased the size:

"And how did the former Alliance of Three Disasters infiltrate the Palace of Stars and confuse the former king?"

Ashida remained silent.

until the next question:

"Just for one thing, the legendary anti-magic weapon that can threaten the Double Emperor?"

At that moment, Ashida's eyes burst into blue light, extremely dazzling!

Thales had to raise his hand to cover it.

After a few seconds, the blue light dimmed.

"you."

Only then did the statue-like Ashida come back to life:

"Where did you hear that name?"

Damn.

Thales lowered his arms and let out a breath.

"Don't forget, I'm not just your student, I'm also named Canxing—the crown in my left hand and the magic power in my right hand," the prince shrugged and spread his hands: "I am in this high position, but I am far more than reluctant to leave and greedy for power. "

Taylor's smile froze:

"Mr. Sakern?"

The blue light in Ashida's eyes flows quickly:

"Long time no see, you learned a lot of new things."

Thales raised the corner of his mouth:

"Nowhere near as much as you have concealed from me, Mr. Sakern."

In the study room of the Jackal Tower, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

The Duke of Xinghu and the magician faced each other silently.

But Thales is not afraid.

In Ballard's room, after experiencing a difficult game with the Iron Fist King, Thales felt that he had grown up.

At least, he is getting better at taking the initiative and leading the situation.

Even in the face of a magician.

This is the real left-handed crown and right-handed mana.

The crime of prison river surged in agreement, flowing through the whole body.

But the boy's gratification only lasted three seconds.

"No."

Ashida snorted coldly:

"If you really learned about this name from 'being in a high position', Thales, then why do you need to ask me?"

"Because you don't know anything, you are here to test my tone and try to learn more."

Thales' expression froze.

The magician of qi raised his lips and said mockingly:

"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 mixed up."

He said bluntly:

"A fallen prince who doesn't understand magic power."

In the old and dilapidated study, Thales sat on a broken chair with a missing corner, silent.

In fact, there is no need to be so mean.

A few seconds later, Thales sighed:

"Well, you're right."

But the boy's expression changed:

"But at least, you should know why I don't want to go with you, right?"

The magician fell silent again.

"Inverted."

"I don't tell you because you don't want to go with me."

"If," Ashida spoke again, with a hint of difficulty in her words, "I can teach you all these old things."

Thales laughed, and he shook his head back (groaning in pain from the crumbling chair).

"So, you're not going to tell me the answer, are you?"

"No."

"Can I ask why—"

"No."

"but--"

"No."

"At least--"

"No."

Ashida vetoed Thales' questions continuously, and he raised his head unwaveringly:

"No matter what the reason, if you don't want to give up the worldly bondage, I won't tell you more news about the magician."

Telston felt dull.

But at least he achieved his goal.

The news of Fleirand diverted his attention, and the magician no longer insisted on taking him away.

"But you know, kid, you always have that choice."

The magician leaned forward, his words were bewitching:

"I'm always here, always with open arms."

"forever."

Hearing this familiar tone, Thales chuckled.

He suddenly thought, Kuaisheng and Ashida, could they be a pair of gold medal sales partners: the former handed carrots with smooth words, and the latter waved a big stick with a ferocious face?

"Okay, then let's take a step back." Thales proposed a solution, setting the tone for this unpleasant conversation. "I won't ask you who Fleilan is, and don't force me to go with you."

Ashida didn't speak.

But according to Thales' understanding of him, someone is obviously not satisfied.

Thales snorted softly and stood up.

"By the way, speaking of this, I still have something to ask you..."

Thales went straight to the window, then turned around and looked at the magician.

Ashida snorted softly.

Under the moonlight, the prince smiled slightly and raised his hand slightly.

Boom!

The chair behind the desk suddenly trembled and dropped by a corner.

But Ashida paid no attention to the chair.

Before I knew it, he had stood up.

The magician's blue eyes were staring at Thales' hand at this moment - between the young man's fingers, he was pinching a folded ball of sky blue cardboard.

Thales smiled and shook his hand at the other party.

In the next second, the blue light in Ashida's eyes suddenly increased!

Thales only felt the breeze blowing, and the ball of paper couldn't hold it, so he let it go!

The sky-blue pieces of paper flew towards them as if they were alive, and barely stopped before Ashida's eyes.

It unfolded in the air, flattened, and returned to the appearance of an invitation card, revealing the beautiful writing on it:

[Turn around]

"This is……"

Ashida's eye sockets were covered by blue light, as if she was looking into the void through the invitation card in front of her:

"No change, no trajectory, no momentum, not even..."

His words were emotionless, but full of strange echoes.

Thales showed a mysterious smile.

He bowed his body and stretched his arms, like a thank you after a performance.