Kingdom’s Bloodline

Under the deepest night sky, ashes are flying all over the sky.

The people who were previously controlled by Giza slowly woke up from the ground.

Some regained control of their bodies, hugged each other and wept bitterly in the horror of the aftermath.

But more people, whose bodies have been greatly deformed by the transformation of the blood magician, and after regaining their perception and control, died howling under the background of flying ash in the sky.

"I'm Nicolai of the White Blades, don't panic!"

A man with a pale face, covered in blood, and holding a strange blade walked out of the crowd.

He mercilessly pushed away an old man who was frantically questioning the people around him, and strode forward.

"Everyone stay where they are! Someone from above will be sent!"

"In the name of the king!"

The great reputation of the Meteorite shocked these poor people in the shield area, and many people calmed down in hesitation,

There were also a few "stubborn" people, and Nicolai had to convince them with the blade.

Nikolai walked to a ruin in a hurry, and pulled out a thick arm from under a collapsed signboard.

"I thought you were dead," the meteorite struggled to move the wounded, "that disaster let you go?"

The owner of the thick arm - the lame former epee infantryman Griveau was dying to push away the earth, rocks and ashes on his body, and with the help of Nicolai's strength, he crawled out from under the collapsed signboard.

"No," Griveau coughed fiercely. He hung his body on Nicolai's neck with great difficulty, and raised his hand to pat his bleeding forehead.

"The man with the child..."

The veteran frowned, his expression solemn.

"He let me go—when I was manipulated by that monster."

Nicolai was slightly taken aback.

"A man? With a child?" The Meteorite helped Griveau stand up, his eyes full of doubts: "Can he move freely in front of that disaster—he has a legendary anti-magic weapon?"

Griveau staggered a step and shook his head: "I don't know, maybe."

Nicolai narrowed his eyes, and spoke directly: "What about others?"

"It was still there a few minutes ago," Griveau chewed his salty mouth, spat out a bloody tooth, and said roughly, "Damn it, that guy stood up to the attacks of me and those monsters... "

Nicolai pushed aside a board: "Is he very powerful?"

Griveau paused, fear and solemnity flashed in his eyes:

"superb."

Nikolai shoved the Blade of Broken Soul into the scabbard: "So, that guy solved the disaster?"

"I don't know..." Griveau still shook his head with a gray face:

"Maybe."

————

Thales stared blankly, a few pieces of black ash gently pressed against his face, and all of them shattered.

finished.

He raised his head and looked at the sky full of fly ash and the surrounding ruins.

Thales didn't recognize this place, he had already been taken too far in Giza's escape.

But he could still see the dead body on the street—a white-haired old man crouched at his feet, stretching out his hand as hard as possible before he died, as if trying to touch the hope of being alive.

Thales moved his ears and felt something.

He turned around, startled.

Behind him stood the intact Ashida, graceful as ever in the ashes that filled the sky.

The Magician of Qi looked at the Blade of Purification in Thales's hand with a complicated expression.

Thales took a breath and calmed down: "Can you make a noise next time? Or send an invitation first?"

Ashida didn't speak, just shifted her gaze to his face.

"Also," Thales sighed, and pouted around: "Are you late?"

Ashida raised her head, looking at the flying ashes, with subtle emotions in her eyes.

"Come out from the ground..." the magician said slowly, his expression unchanged: "It will take time."

Thales sneered.

After experiencing the battle with Giza, especially after hearing Heijian's words, he seemed to have suddenly become enlightened.

The fear and fear that he tried to suppress when he faced the Qi magic master in the past, but still deeply hidden in his heart, began to slowly melt away.

Magician?

Compared with Giza, the one in front of him—is just a slightly stronger opponent.

"By the way, Mr. Sakern," Thales whispered and called Ashida's surname, "I've thought about the magician..."

The magician raised his eyebrows slightly.

He raised his eyes and looked at Ashida resolutely and decisively.

"I'm not ready yet," Thales stared at the magician's menacing gaze, and spoke word by word, clearly articulating and pronouncing clearly: "This is my answer."

"It's also my choice."

Ashida's handsome face remained motionless.

They stared at each other in silence.

After a while, the magician closed his eyes and let out a sigh.

"but……"

Thales spoke again.

"I'm not going to reject you, and I don't reject becoming..." Under Ashida's strange gaze, Thales said calmly: "It's just that I need time to learn, understand, and acquire everything about magicians. , and maybe all things magical—and that needs your help."

Perhaps, there is also the truth about the bloody year.

A strange blue light flashed in Ashida's eyes.

"And, you must know your current situation." Thales turned his head, looking at the corpses and ruins all over the street: "There is a reason why this world hates magicians—even if you did it to protect me. "

At that moment, Thales only felt that he was a little out of breath.

so many lives...

all because of...

He took a deep breath, cleared the emotions in his mind, and tried his best not to think about the fact that he was a murderous executioner in front of him.

"Maybe I can help you, as a prince," Thales straightened out his thinking, and said slowly, "As the future Star King."

Ashida raised her chin slightly, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and a strange look flashed in her eyes: "You mean..."

"After knowing the cause and effect, maybe I can find a way for you, a way out where you can stand safely, the world is safe and sound, and the two sides are safe and sound," Thales intentionally or unintentionally raised the front of the world, and said firmly: " The magician can't go on like this."

In the black ashes blowing in the wind, Ashida looked at the small red sword in his hand with fear in her eyes.

"If I really will inevitably become a magician, then for my own sake, it is even more necessary for me to do so," Thales nodded:

"And a human king with power and an army will undoubtedly be more helpful than a powerful and unfettered disaster."

This time, Ashida was silent for a particularly long time.

Thales waited patiently for his answer.

For a second or two, the second prince swore that on Ashida's face, he saw a flow of emotion that was not common in the past.

Remembrance and condolences?

Thales had only seen this expression on Ashida's face when he was explaining the magic tower.

"Many people have had the same idea—magicians and other races can coexist peacefully and even help each other," finally, Ashida spoke slowly, as if there was a sadness he didn't want to face hidden in his tone:

"Whether it's a magician, a human, or even an elf, there are countless similar efforts and attempts."

"They all failed."

Ashida said softly.

They stood one high and one low among the ruins,

Thales responded to the magician's gaze with a firm and unquestionable gaze.

He took a step forward without hesitation.

"First, their efforts are not enough," Thales' voice spread in the air, "Second..."

"I'm not them."

"Not the losers."

Thales felt the cold in the air, his pupils shrank, his tone was steady, and his voice was slightly deep.

"I'm Thales."

Under Ashida's suspicious eyes, he said lightly:

"Thals Serangelana Kessel Canxing."

"He is a descendant of the imperial family, the blood of Canxing, the future king of the stars."

Having said that, Thales took a deep breath, and raised the front of the world.

He was not surprised to see Ashida frowned and took a step back.

Thales smiled slightly from the bottom of his heart, and said firmly on his face calmly: "It is also the sealer of the blood magician."

as well as……

A traveler from an unknown world.

Countless unknown emotions flashed across Ashida's eyes in an instant, but at the end, Qi Qi was suppressed by a crystal blue light.

Thales put down the front of the world. Quietly wait for the other party's reply.

But only he knew that he was already sweating slightly as he held Jingshi Zhifeng's palm.

He did not forget, Giza's last words before disappearing.

[Be careful with Ashida. 】

The magician was still staring at him, his eyes motionless.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds...

Thales swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his palms trembling slightly.

Finally, Ashida suddenly smiled.

Thales was taken aback for a moment, looking at him inexplicably.

"You know, it's not just you..." Ashida's chilling smile appeared again:

"After today, I realized that I was not ready for you." The magician nodded slightly: "You are too special."

Thales frowned.

"Whether it's a human prince," Ashida's eyes drifted to the edge of the world, and her words paused slightly: "Or as..."

Ashida raised her hands and gestured gracefully to herself.

"therefore."

"I will respect your decision," the magician nodded slowly under Thales' slightly moving eyes: "And I also need time to study your abnormal situation—whether it is an inexplicable knock on the door, or the ability to independently The loss of control caused by it-maybe your road will be easier than ours, or it will be more difficult, maybe."

Thales suppressed the emotional fluctuations in his heart, showed the most friendly and calm attitude, and pursed his lips into a smile.

negotiate...

It worked.

Ashida he...

"Yes, I won't force you to come with me again, and I won't urge you to become a magician." Seeing his reaction, Ashida smiled slightly: "But since you said that you want to understand magic and magic... ..."

"I can spare time and think of a way," Thales responded quickly, raising his eyebrows: "Even as a prince, you must have some secret extracurricular interests or hobbies?"

Thales bit the word "Secret" slightly.

"I will contact you regularly and secretly," Ashida understood Thales' words, he showed a mysterious smile, and added an emphasis on "secret": "It's still the old method—pay attention to checking the invitation."

Thales rolled his eyes unabashedly in front of him.

Ashida chuckled and said slowly, "Then,"

"There will be a period later."

"Thals Canxing."

He showed a playful and profound smile, with delicate eyes.

Just like the first time they met in the basement of the chess and card room.

"My interesting junior."

Thales took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

He nodded lightly: "Thank you, Mr. Sakern."

Ashida bowed slightly, his elegant figure turned into blue light.

The blue light slowly fades away.

Until there was only a colorless breeze, blowing Thales' hair and making the latter squint his eyes.

"I won't bother you anymore, she has been looking for you for a long time."

Ashida's beautiful voice came in the wind.

Thales was a little taken aback.

After a few seconds, the sound of the wind disappeared.

Thales stood on the spot for a few seconds, holding the World Cleansing Edge tightly in his hand.

After confirming that the other party had completely left, he breathed out a breath, and the anxiety and tension in his heart were instantly relieved.

Oh My God……

Looking at the deep night sky, he looked up to the sky and sighed in relief.

Giza's expression before he disappeared, and Ashida's eyes before he left, still remained in his mind.

Magician...

What kind of existence are you?

What does the world look like in your eyes?

Thales then looked down at his hands—the jc dagger in his right hand, and the small red sword in his left hand—in a daze.

He sighed in frustration, and inserted JC back into the sheath around his waist, but he felt a foreign object.

Thales froze.

That is……

He lowered his head, bit his lip, and a wordless sorrow filled his heart.

At this moment, a timid voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Taylor, Thales...is that you?"

The second prince was startled and turned his head abruptly.

His eye sockets suddenly widened.

I saw the little slippery boy with his body in a mess and his dirty hair standing behind him shivering with his arms folded.

She was squinting her eyes hard, as if trying to see everything in front of her.

Thales was stunned.

she……

Xiao Huatou seemed to be used to everything in front of her. She sniffed her nose with red eyes, stretched out her hands while shivering, and walked forward gropingly.

Among the ruins and corpses all over the place, she moved forward tremblingly like a child who just learned to walk, and like a helpless blind person walking alone in a world without light.

This reminded the traveler of the scene where she squinted her eyes on a thick book in the library and looked up in horror.

"Is it... Thales?"

The little slippery head staggered and tripped over the uneven road.

Thales stared blankly at her, and it took a few seconds for him to react.

"It's...it's me!"

"Little slick!"

Hearing the affirmative answer, Xiao Huatou first took a deep breath, and then pursed his lips.

There was a sparkle in his eyes.

Thales let out a breath, he bit his lip, stepped across the mess, and rushed to the girl in a few steps.

He stood one step away from her, while breastfeeding, carefully stretched out his bloody left hand.

Then, hold the palm of the little slippery head.

Feeling a tight hand, Xiao Huatou trembled, as if afraid.

But after a while, she was still resolute and reassured, holding Thales' left hand with both hands.

They stood in the ruins all over the ground, holding each other tightly.

Thales looked at the little slippery head with a complicated expression, and clenched his fists, only feeling a little loose from his heavy heart:

"You... are you okay?"

he asked hesitantly.

Little Slick's mood seemed to have stabilized a lot, she squinted her highly myopic green eyes, and nodded tremblingly:

"She...those tentacles let me go."

The girl stood in front of him, her lips pursed slightly.

Looking at the messy girl, Thales closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

The little slippery sniffled, and the hands holding his arm trembled slightly.

"We...that..."

But before she finished speaking, Thales suddenly laughed.

A second later, he took a step forward without hesitation, and hugged the dazed little slippery head tightly.

The little slippery head trembled, but still obediently leaned on Thales' shoulder, tears streaming down his face.

"That's good."

Thales gritted his teeth and murmured.

He looked at the streets of the shield area where only the wind and snow were howling, the countless dead bodies on the side of the road, and the ashes floating around, tightly hugging the only warm and trembling life in front of him.

At that moment, Thales only felt a little hazy in his eyes.

"It's all right," he said softly:

"We're safe."

Little Slick hugged him tightly, sniffling his nose, tears wet his shoulders.

"At least, King Nun..." Thales grabbed the blade of the world and wiped away his tears with the back of his hand.

Hearing King Nuen's name, the little slippery head froze slightly.

Thales breathed a sigh of relief, opened a smile, and continued

"At least he won't hang me on the city gate for the crime of kidnapping a girl."

The little slippery head froze for a moment, then chuckled.

Thales also chuckled.

"correct."

After a while, Thales let go of the slippery head.

He stretched his hand towards his waist, towards the foreign object.

"this is for you……"

Thales took it out and stuffed it into the hand of the little slippery head.

Xiao Huatou was startled for a moment, then fumbled for something in her hand.

The things she is most familiar with.

The little slippery sniffed hard, then gently lifted the thing in his hand, put it on his head, and pressed it behind his ear.

Behind the funny and heavy black-rimmed glasses covered with dust and cracks, the little girl reopened those crystal clear green eyes.

The little slippery stared blankly at Thales, at the boy in front of him covered in blood and stains, with disheveled hair and a big red bump on his forehead.

After a few seconds.

The two looked at each other's embarrassment and laughed together.

at this moment.

The little slippery face changed.

"You, what's the matter with you?" She asked with some surprise.

Thales raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

In the next second, Xiao Huatou opened his eyes wide, terrified.

Thales frowned, and he quickly felt something strange.

He bowed his head, his face pale.

A drop of blood appeared on the ground.

Then the second drop, the third drop...

Thales trembled violently.

He reached out and touched his nose.

Started with a slippery one.

Thales' face froze.

I am...

What's wrong?

"Clang!"

The Blade of Pure World fell off his hand and fell to the ground, shaking slightly.

Under the shocked eyes of the little slippery head, Thales staggered and took a step back, subconsciously covering his heart.

The traverser's hands trembled uncontrollably.

He stared intently at the little slippery head.

It was like seeing the most terrifying thing.

At that moment, the little slippery head remembered the expression on Alex's face before he died a few hours ago.

She covered her mouth and let out a cry.

No.

Will not.

With the yelling of the little slippery head, Thales swayed and fell down.

The little slippery head paled in shock, and hastily stretched out his hand to help him lie down.

"Ahh..."

Thales let out a painful and suppressed * * *.

A heart-pounding pain suddenly came out of Thales' body!

It's like tearing his soul apart!

No.

No!

The kind of pain that I encountered when I was assassinated by a supernatural assassin or bombarded by a magic gun, it seemed to tear every inch of my body, every cell of pain...

That, the price of using mana...

here we go again……

This is... the price of victory?

In the extreme pain, Thales heard in a trance in his ears: a burst of cracking sounds that seemed to be real, chilling, coming from his body!

It's like his body is slowly breaking apart.

"ah--"

Thales twitched all over and let out another cry of pain!

And the little slippery head could only hug him helplessly, screaming in panic and trembling all over.

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