Kingdom's Bloodline

Chapter 584 Even Your Majesty, Especially Your Majesty

Tells walked out of the cell where Interrogation interrogated numbly, and was in a trance.

In front of Raphael and Nob, he still instinctively maintained his dignity and dignity as the Duke of Star Lake, every move was elegant and steady-he still remembered what happened in the interrogation room, and remembered how his words and deeds were due to power. Status, not specific content, has a far-reaching impact, and the consequences are hard to remedy.

This is his luck and his curse.

But when the two of the secretives stepped forward and asked the prince "regardless of what he said to you" with respect and undiminished suspicion...

"It's nothing," Tells only remembered his calm voice at the time, as always:

"He just was unwilling, begging for life."

Neither Raphael nor Nob said anything.

However, the sight of the boneless man stayed with him longer.

Nob looked more seriously around him, and was more serious.

But that doesn't matter anymore.

[The carriage will be scattered, what do you want? 】

[Grasp your sword. 】

The dying Anke tried his best to tear the words out of his throat, haunting his heart like a tarsal maggot, always echoing and deafening.

"Come with me, Your Highness, the exit is here."

In front of Thales, who is not in his mind, Nob salutes respectfully and humblely:

"According to the rules, we cannot return the same way."

But Raphael appeared before him and Tyles, glancing at Nob in a nonchalant manner:

"I just sent him out."

Nob nodded with a smile, not refuting, Gomez behind him looked back and forth, and occasionally glanced at Tyers.

But Thales didn't care.

The teenager just remembered that at that time he politely and humbly thanked Nob and Gomez, and mechanically left under their respectful or flattered eyes.

"You said, you are only in charge of the interrogation today?" Raphael stared carefully at the calm Nob.

"Really." Looking at the prince's back, Nob nodded with a smile.

Raphael glanced at Anke who passed out.

"I'm so lucky."

The boneless man said coldly and turned to keep up with the prince:

"What a coincidence."

Nob salutes Raphael in a humble manner.

Only when the other person disappeared, his eyes became deep and strange.

"Very well, this troublesome prince finally left." Wiping sweat, like the fat man Gomez who finished the exam, pulled the apron, shaking with fat for a while, turned to look at naked Anke, happy Copy up a pair of pliers:

"Now we can go back to the topic and see if I don't squeeze him dry..."

"Gomez."

"Yes?"

Nob looked back, expressionless:

"stop."

Gomez walked to Anker with his vise, and he froze halfway through his laugh:

"Oh, I'm just--eh?"

Nob looked indifferent and walked to the unconscious Anke with his cane:

"From now on, don't give him a hard sentence, don't use a soft sentence like sleep deprivation, and even give him pain if necessary."

Gomez was puzzled:

"Then... what should I ask?"

Nob shook his head:

"Just as we are now police officers, it is enough to stop the interrogation on the language."

Working together for a long time, Gomez read the other party's calm but determined tone, hesitating a little:

"But we finally returned to Wangdu, and finally encountered this big case of Kansai Huang, if we didn't take advantage of this opportunity to make credit..."

"We have made contributions."

Nob looked at the darkness outside the door, then leaned over to observe their prisoners, his eyes flashing:

"Just now."

Have already made a contribution?

Gomez blinked his eyes. He felt unwilling to fight again:

"But didn't you say that this guy must have reserved or concealed, maybe there is big data? The previous interrogator has already broken him, we have to ask before he is completely broken or sent to the gallows Something out, let Lord Hanson—"

"No," Nob interrupted him again, straightening his waist with his cane. "Trust me."

"He won't die."

Under Gomez's puzzled eyes, Nob glanced at Anke, who was scarred and scarred, and said quietly:

"not today."

Tells walked blankly in the dark underground corridor of the secret department.

But he felt that he was standing on the ghost prince's tower in Bladefang Camp, suffering from the cold wind, flying sand, and his palms were cold.

[He told me that if I had to use this chip...]

Raphael walked in front of him and led the way, his back faint.

[Be sure to give it to you...]

They did not return the same way, but walked through levels and shuttled through the labyrinth of underground corridors.

But Tells doesn't care anymore.

[Can only be given to you. 】

Tells clenched his fists.

why.

His eyes traversed the darkness in the corridor, and he projected to Xihuang, thousands of miles away in a trance. That abominable, maverick, often likes to laugh noblely.

Only a few months ago, he was still talking in front of him, pointing Jiangshan.

Be unique and worry about the country and the people.

but.

why?

He is behind Anke.

He put in his own hands the chips that would suppress the princes of the Western Wasteland and self-destruct the Great Wall.

In the hand of a...can star.

Tells clenched his teeth.

He didn't understand at first, and he was restless.

But when he woke up a little, he was more anxious, uneasy, and uneasy.

why?

Cyril Falkenhaus.

This self-righteous and pretentious old bastard.

Why does he do this?

Who does he think he is?

What power does he have?

What makes sense for him!

he--

"Wow, Morat's snake cub."

A male voice with a Northland accent came from behind a prison door, pulling Tyles back to reality:

"long time no see."

Facing an old acquaintance's tone, Raphael quickly walked through the prison door.

Snake boy.

Hearing this, the trance in the trance felt an inexplicable familiarity-while still in Exeter, Grand Duke Olesiu, led by Willan, often called him "the little viper of the stars" fiercely.

Not to mention the prisoner who said this, with a Northland accent.

It was as if he had returned to the past.

Back to the years of Longxiao City where he was able to support despite hardships and hardships, without having to worry about it, and even being able to enjoy himself in pain...

Longxiaocheng.

The pupil of Tells shuddered.

His footsteps stopped and the whole person stopped.

Raphael realized the difference and frowned.

Tells turned slowly, looking at the iron prison door with a sound.

A small sluice gate was opened on the door, and the unstoppable light in the corridor was rare, and the faint figure of the sluice gate shone brightly.

"He Qi is honored to have you come?"

Thales' eyes widened slowly.

He took a deep breath and went further, wanting the probe to see the figure behind the iron gate.

Until one hand protrudes from behind.

"Qiao!"

Raphael appeared in front of him, pulling the iron gate roughly and closing it firmly.

"You went wrong, Your Highness,"

"The way out is ahead."

Tails stood in front of the cell and stared at the closed iron gate.

"why?"

The prince's voice unconsciously brought a hint of coldness:

"Why close it?"

Raphael kept smiling and asked rhetorically

"Why stopped?"

Tells was silent for a moment, his eyes resting on the iron gate.

"Open it." He said quietly.

Raphael chuckled softly, with a casual attitude and cynicism:

"Just an annoying prisoner..."

Tells looked around. There were many such narrow cells in this small cloister, but obviously, only this one was holding prisoners.

Detained alone.

"Open it, Raphael." Taylors repeated it calmly.

The atmosphere is slightly dignified.

Raphael was silent for a second, and his smile gradually disappeared, replying to the official tone:

"His Royal Highness, this is the culprit and internal affairs of the secret department..."

Tells didn't let him go on, the prince slowly bit the words, with a cold voice:

"I order you, Raphael: Hit, open, it."

Raphael frowned:

"According to the rules of the Secret Science, Your Highness,..."

Tells' eyes were sharp, and he gazed at him:

"Damn it, just open it!"

At that moment, the depression and grievances felt in the secret department were all turned into anger and exploded in his chest.

Facing the sudden eruption of the prince, Raphael's expression remained unchanged, and his eyes gradually settled.

Thales was no longer willing to endure, he stepped forward and could not help but pull the handle and pull the iron gate away!

"Keng!"

The sound of metal impact echoed in the corridor.

Raphael did not stop him, but his eyes were cold.

"What's wrong, pull," the voice just now sounded again, mockingly:

"I haven't seen you in too long, would you like to invite me for a meal?"

A face full of stubble appeared at the gate, throwing cold eyes on Raphael.

The moment he saw the other person's appearance, Taylors' eyes widened.

"Gu?"

Shocks and doubts filled Tyles' mind at the same time, forcing him to say nothing:

"It's you?"

After the gate, the face full of Far East features was slightly stiff.

The prisoner turned to Tyers, slightly puzzled.

Raphael's face sank and he exhaled slightly.

That's right.

The incredible Taylors carefully examined every inch of the Far East prisoner's face, crossed the suspicion of the prisoner's voice, and thoroughly confirmed the speculation.

It's him.

It is indeed him.

Six years ago, the owner of the butcher shop in Longxiao City, the desperate early morning after the night of the Dragon's Blood, gave him shelter and a meal of the Far East.

"It's you, Gu."

Tells was stunned.

In an instant, Longxiao City, Xichi Avenue, butcher shop, small slider... the past scenes have appeared in front of us.

but--

"and who are you?"

Through the narrow gate, the sloppy Far East man looked at Tyles and pouted at Raphael:

"His long-lost concubine?"

Raphael snorted without answering.

"I……"

Tells looked at his old man and watched him nest in this narrow and claustrophobic cell.

He took a deep breath.

"Six and a half, remember?"

Six and a half.

In that second, the prisoner's eyes slowly solidified.

He looked again at this neat and simple dress, only a half younger than Raphael, gradually awakened, and then relieved.

"Oh," Gu turned around, his face disappeared at the gate, and a muffled noise came from the iron gate: "It's you."

"So you escaped, little prince-maybe no longer."

His words were full of melancholy and emotion:

"You and your little maid did not fall into the hands of the cunning Commas."

little Prince.

Commas.

Gu's words reminded Taylors of his memories.

It seemed that he was sitting back in the butcher shop six years ago, and with the small slider, he picked up the table and picked up the bowl, drinking the broth with great care.

Raphael exhaled from his nose, obviously very unhappy.

"what happened?"

Tells threw himself at the iron gate and asked quickly:

"Gu, why are you..."

Tells the words.

and many more.

Gu, his impression of himself still remained six years ago, the moment the Marquis Slace took the prince and the little slider.

The pupil of Tyers slowly enlarged.

He did not know what happened to him after that night.

I don't even know that the second prince of the stars later spread folk stories.

That means……

Tails frowned, staring at the darkness behind the gate.

Gu Man laughed disdainfully behind the iron gate.

Tyres took a deep breath, depressed his anger, and asked Raphael as quietly as possible:

"He was imprisoned six years ago."

The prince spoke hard:

"why?"

Raphael held his arms, his expression light.

"Six years?"

Gu's voice sounded, with surprise and self-deprecation.

"Damn, there is no reference to the sun, and the time is not accurate."

Tells was in a good mood.

He remembered the guard prisoners in the prison of bones, and the sighs of the vast sea after each of them knew the length of detention.

"You are finished, Your Highness," Raphael said coldly:

"It's not necessary to have extra branches at all."

Gu's murmur came again.

Thales suppressed the strange feeling and tried to think calmly and rationally.

six years ago……

After separating from himself, what must have happened to Gu's body.

Let him live here and fall into prison.

The crime of Hell River is unsolicited, overflowing Tyers’ brain, flushing his memory, and washing out an old scene.

[Your Highness, do you remember what happened to Longxiao City six years ago? 】

The day he fled from Longxiao City, Putila's words in the secret road rang in his ears.

[No, more than that. 】

[Six years ago, in the dark places we could not see, other things happened outside the Heroes Palace and the Shield District. 】

Tells looked up sharply.

"That night, Raphael."

He looked at Raphael, staring at his dark eyes:

"Dragon Blood's night in Longxiao City," the prince gritted his teeth lightly and asked the key directly:

"Except for disasters, except for Rumba, except for things in the Lingling Palace..."

"What else did you do?"

"It has nothing to do with him... Gu."

But Raphael was motionless, only with a deep expression.

"What have you done?"

The answer to the boy was still the Far Easterner with a northern accent, full of sarcasm:

"What else can they do?"

"As always, adhering to the fine traditions of the mystery department, even the bones left by the dog will not be let go."

Taylors and Raphael turned to look at the cell at the same time. The former was suspicious while the latter was gloomy.

"Like what they did to everyone, including you."

Gu Leng laughed and shouted the name of the teenager:

"Prince Thales."

Thales' eyes changed and he was about to speak, but Raphael screamed first, his voice alienated:

"I want to answer your question, Your Highness, but this is not my case."

Tells's face sank.

"Not a fart," Gu sneered behind the door, piercing Raphael's words:

"Six years ago, didn't you find me first."

Teres narrowed his eyes and looked at Raphael.

This is not the first time he rejected himself today.

The boneless man looked at the darkness behind the gate and his eyes were terrible:

"His Royal Highness, you have made an exception in private contact with the offender, don't wave again..."

"Lord Hansen said!"

Tyers suddenly broke out loudly, interrupting Raphael's words:

"The reason why I and you are not in harmony is that you can always do your own thing and you can't get up and down."

Raphael didn't speak.

But Taylors stared deeply at his red eyes as if to tear the world behind his pupils:

"Now is a good opportunity to change."

The Far East people behind the door laughed, half ridiculed and half disdainful.

Raphael remained calm and quiet, silently bearing the sharp gaze that the prince could almost break through the iron wall.

"Not here, not now." He said lightly.

In the dim corridor, Taylors and Raphael stood on both sides of the iron prison door and faced off silently.

Unextinguishable lights elongate their shadows, like two rails, extending in parallel.

The gate on the door was between them, claustrophobic and dark, bottomless.

"He helped me, I owe him a life."

Taylors only felt that he was extremely calm. The crime of Hell River had flowed through every vein of him, making him feel the direction of the little corridor more clearly.

As if standing outside his oil painting.

Gaze at the universe in the painting.

"If he is locked up, I must know why." Tells was indifferent, but he could not refuse to say.

That night.

That crucial night.

That not only reversed the future destiny of the two great powers, but also determined the political situation in the world. Perhaps it was still a choppy night, burying countless secrets overnight.

That caused Puttil to be suspicious, and even had to avoid the supervision of the secretory, privately issued a warning to Thales overnight.

Obviously, Gu is one of the puzzles.

The momentum of Raphael's body slowly changed, turning sharply and dangerously from a circle to a random one, making Tyers tingle slightly.

At that moment, it was no longer the young man Rafael, who rescued him from prison six years ago, and then forgot his life and went to the Palace of Heroes with him.

It is a secret agent with a mysterious intention and unpredictable identity, and a terrible and dangerous secret agent.

But Thales never stepped back, just greeted each other's gaze.

"If you want to show compassion, then maybe you also need to know."

Raphael's voice fell deep, but there was an inexplicable harshness. The warning was very obvious:

"He killed us and owed us a lot of lives."

Hurt us.

Tells was silent for a second.

"I'm not going to let him go," the prince looked slightly, but his words were soft and hard, gradually increasing:

"Just want to ask some things-it's about the secret of the royal family."

Raphael narrowed her eyes.

"Informed and keep secret," he said plainly but surely the former head of the secretive department, "Wisdom" Halva Karabyan's credo for the secretive department:

"Our responsibility."

Tells looked sharply.

"You missed the first sentence."

The prince confronted each other and said coldly:

"You are "the eyes and ears of the king"."

Raphael snorted.

"When you are crowned king," Huang Guren's answer made the atmosphere more chilly:

"It's not too late."

Coronation is king.

Tells was expressionless.

But in his body, the crime of Hell River began to boil again, turning anger and cold into a dangerous weapon.

Raphael frowned immediately-his hands tightened unconsciously.

"You are wrong, your prince grew up."

However, at this moment, Gu's voice sounded at the right time, and the insertion of this unfriendly dialogue was still full of irony and disdain:

"You don't get along with Secret Science, not because you can't get up and down."

Tells and Rafael Qiqi turned around.

The face of the Far Easterner reappeared on the gate, and he gently knocked on the iron gate, full of contempt:

"It's because you are still personal."

He looked deep into the boneless man, his eyes cold.

"Not... monster."

Raphael's expression didn't move, but the corners of her mouth tightened slowly.

"Do you know, prince?"

Gu suddenly laughed, and said to Tells with some care:

"Six years ago, in a hotel in Spear District, Longxiao City..."

At the next moment, Raphael's arm turned into a residual image and pressed the iron gate!

Thales shot quickly!

But just the moment the two skins touched each other, the expression of Taylors changed:

The majestic power and obvious tingling, as well as a weird sense of flesh and blood, came from the hand at the same time.

this is--

"boom!"

Rough metal clashes sounded in the corridor!

Tells looked at the scene in front of him with a stern face:

He suffocated the boneless man's wrist, but failed to stop the opponent from pulling on the iron gate again, shutting Gu's ironic expression into darkness again.

He lost.

The crime of the prison river roared and flowed quickly, resolving the numbness and pain in Tyers's hands.

Tells looked up angrily:

"Open it."

But Raphael's arm was cast like copper and iron, firmly pressed against the handle of the iron gate.

"Your Highness, we have a good relationship and died together," Huang Guren said quietly:

"Please don't embarrass me."

The crime of Hell River boiled again, and Tells gritted his teeth, but Raphael's arms remained immobile, like a boundless black hole, silently bearing all the forces that Tells could launch.

A few seconds later, the incompetent Taylors exhaled from his nose and let go of the other party.

The guilt of Hell River subsided from his hands in pain, and the roar left unwilling.

"I think I know," the second prince stared straight at Raphael's eyes:

"Why can't you and Miranda be together."

Huang Guren's eyes changed slightly.

"That's definitely not because of your identity."

Tells said coldly:

"And just because of you, because of you."

"Raphael Lindbergh."

Raphael was motionless, and even his expression froze.

Looking at each other's expressions, Tells silently began to think.

Gu didn't finish talking.

But that is enough.

The information disclosed by the Far East people, such as a puzzle that has been lost for many years, is merged into the mind of Taylors.

Enough to let him spell out the next clue.

The next chip.

[Listen, Your Highness, what I want to say next is the decent old fox of Gilbert, who will never tell you anything. 】

Puttilly sounded in his mind a warning with deep suspicion:

[It will not be a mysterious anomaly that the secretive department will tell you. 】

[Remember, Your Highness. 】

[Don’t believe anyone in this matter...]

"Inn."

Tells silently looked at Raphael:

"Gu said, the hotel in the Spear District."

As expected, he saw with satisfaction that Raphael was slightly discolored.

The boneless man said in a deep voice: "That's because he was deliberately unpredictable, trying to provoke alienation and disturb your mind."

Tells smiled.

"But you told me that the secret headquarters of Longxiao City, the chess and card room in the spear district I evacuated, was also a hotel six years ago."

Raphael's hand was still pressed against the iron gate, and his face looked like ice:

"I didn't say that."

Thales stepped forward and raised his mouth contemptuously:

"That's what you forgot."

Raphael's eyes flashed.

The handle of the iron gate deformed in his knuckles, making a metal bending sound.

Teres frowned, looking at the handsome white hands of Barren Man, remembering that the other side broke into jail and made a stunning appearance with six swords and six lives.

"Impossible," Raphael froze, biting slowly:

"Where did you hear it?"

Thales didn't think about the power under his opponent's hand, and re-faced Raphael's dark red eyes.

"Karen Booker."

The name appeared in Tells' mouth, making Raphael's eyes colder.

Tells knew that he had taken the right step and that the stern was here.

So the prince took the victory and pursued:

"He is not only the owner of the hotel, but also a special intelligence officer who has been lurking in Longxiao City for 20 years. On that chaotic day, he died of robbery."

This time, Raphael was silent for a long while, and then he spoke a word, gently speaking:

"Who told you that?"

Tells remembered the secret headquarters in the spear district of Longxiao City and the secret passage for him to escape control.

"I met Booker when I was in Longxiao City. He is a good person, but he can never die from robbery."

Raphael snorted:

"You have been running away all day long, it is impossible to know him."

Thales showed no weakness:

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"And you, you are just too ignorant."

This sentence learned from Ricky made Raphael silent for a long time.

"It won't help, Your Highness," Raphael no longer struggled with this topic, and his eyes turned to Gu's cell:

"For your excessive request, it is difficult to obey."

Looking at the boneless people who were unable to enter the oil and salt industry, Tyers grew more irritable.

He will not cooperate.

Like Secret Science, they have never liked a prince, let alone obedience.

The prince came to this conclusion.

But at this moment, Thales remembered the words of the black prophet:

[It doesn’t matter whether you like me or not. 】

[Importantly, if you don’t like me, can you surpass the established position of me and you, and bring real utility under your control. 】

At that moment, Thales looked at the unkind boneless man, clenched his fists, and then slowly relaxed.

"Yeah, you are right."

"You can't do it."

Duke Xinghu slightly lifted his chin, and seemed to care nothing about the other party's performance:

"Maybe I should go to Nob."

Without saying anything, Tells turned around without hesitation and went back and forth.

Raphael, who was left behind, stared at the teenager's back, his eyebrows growing tighter.

Thales acted like he did, but deliberately increased his pace, and the sound of his feet echoed between the dark and depressed corridors, step by step, like a drum of war.

Raphael's gaze grew more solid.

One second, two seconds, the figure of the prince slowly blurred in the darkness.

In fact, Tells knew that what Raphael was unwilling or unable to do for him, Norbu, who had been away from the secret department for many years and returned to the capital for the first time, might not be able to do it.

but.

The prince got rid of the extra burden in his thoughts and strode forward, remembering the most effective way of bargaining seen in the streets during the beggar era.

Finally, when Tyers counted to the tenth step...

"Your Highness!"

Tails' footsteps stopped in due course.

With his back to Raphael, the corner of his mouth slightly curled.

Tells turned his head, still with a deep expression.

Raphael let go of the iron gate, but did not open it, but walked towards Thales step by step.

"This matter is useless no matter who you are looking for."

The Boneless Man said lightly:

"Even your majesty."

Tells was down.

His Majesty.

damn it.

[His Royal Highness, you must do it, and you should do it...]

[The truth about the Scarlet Year and your life experience can only be discovered, traced, and confirmed by yourself. 】

Thinking of Putila's warning, Taylors took a deep breath and tried not to think about the figure on the throne:

"Then I will be happy to try and see what my father said."

Tells turned around again.

It was at this time.

"Sariton!"

Raphael's words floated across the walls, successfully stopping the footsteps of Tyers.

Sariton.

Sariton?

The long-heard name sounded again, and Tyers changed slightly.

Whether it is the former shadow in the sunset bar, or the horror that jumped down on the cliff of the sky, all hit the heart at this moment.

"What do you mean?"

As if the time slowed down, the second prince slowly turned his head back, and Shen Sheng spoke.

Raphael stood in front of him, took a deep breath, and seemed to use great perseverance to make up his mind.

"The Far Easterner you care about, Gu..."

Huangguren whispered softly:

"He is a solid ally of the Sariton family. For more than a decade, he has been secretly working for the "Kijun family."

Gu.

Raphael said he was...what?

Tells' expression remained the same, but his eyes slowly enlarged.

The Jun family...

ally?

"Do you understand?"

Raphael returned to calm and looked at the pair of gray eyes of Tyers:

"In this matter, it is useless for you to find anyone."

"Even your majesty."

The boneless man's eyes narrowed, his words biting like iron, his words like a knife:

"Especially Your Majesty."

The code word will be slower when going out. The content of this chapter is related to Chapter 86 of the "Dragon Blood" volume and Chapter 62 of the "Betrayers", readers can go back and take a look.

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