Kingdom's Bloodline

Chapter 643 Kai'Sa and Kina

My heart is cumbersome, but this palace is empty.

According to legend, these are the words left by the virtuous king Mindis III when he arrived at the Emerald City at the beginning of the sixth century in the end of the calendar. Many years later, the wise monarch passed away. Out of respect (or flattery), the then "Parrot" Duke Federico Kevin Dier took advantage of the opportunity to rename the family-hered Emerald Palace to Kongming Palace, as the King of Yongzhi.

And Thales lived in the room where Xianjun stayed (it is said that). From the balcony, you can enjoy the panoramic view of the southern part of the Emerald City, and even see the looming Gonghai City at the far end of the line of sight. When he falls asleep at night, The whole palace is ethereal and quiet, accompanied by the sound of waves far away, which is really refreshing.

Tales has been in Kongming Palace for two days.

As he estimated, the past two days were calm and no bad things happened. He lived comfortably, and his subordinates had a leisurely life.

Jane has lived in the past few days, except that he had to appear occasionally out of courtesy, and had to invite Thales at the same table with the local nobles who came to see him. He had almost no intersection with the prince. , And there is no meaning to sit down and get close to the latter. One question is "The adults are busy with official business." Thales is not incomprehensible about this. Probably everyone, after learning that the boss is planning to do something to himself It will become very busy at times.

From daily life to meals, Kongming Palace-to be exact, Ashford butler-treats them with care and detail, perfection, and blameless. Today, there will be a luxurious feast in Anrenzo's flavor. Tomorrow There was the characteristic grilled food in the thorny style, so that the Star Lake Guards, who had been used to their hard days, were more energetic and stood straighter when reporting to the prince and Mallos.

"We can't go on like this anymore."

In the restaurant, Thales forks a good-tasting barbecue, takes a bite comfortably, and shakes the fork seriously:

"These... things are softening our will."

Gosh, it's so delicious.

"I agree, Your Highness," D.D on duty drank a delicious sweet and sour drink imported from Tarumbang, and sighed to the sky, "Fortunately, we are strong-willed and can stand the test-let's have another glass."

"His Royal Highness is right. We are here to represent the royal family and Xinghu Castle. We are definitely not going to travel around the mountains, eat, drink and have fun-why look at me like that, dumb? I didn't offend you today... oh, do you want This dish? I'm sorry, here, here. What? It's better to mix it up like this?" This is Huai Ya who is drinking the soup.

"It's not just that." As the only person not eating, Miranda calmly raised her fork, her eyes sharp, "It's far more than that."

Tyles wiped his mouth and pulled the dessert over:

"Oh, Mira, what do you think?"

I saw Miranda staring at a piece of roast meat on the fork:

"Not only salt and pepper, they must also put other seasonings in order to make this taste."

Sunset.

Why are you so...

Thales sighed and took a shot of the desktop!

"You think so too, don't you!" He felt like a confidant.

"One-time material desire, one-time frustration. We will pay for it." Glover, who was sitting at the end of the table, said in a deep voice.

"Then what's your hand?" Doyle bit out a piece of meat that he didn't know what it was.

Dangling.

The zombie’s face kept the oyster shells that had sucked up the meat into a basin full of empty oyster shells, and wiped his mouth.

"Prepare for the evening shift."

"It was even better yesterday afternoon," Thales forks a piece of cake, leaning gracefully on the back of his chair, "Oscarson and Paul are on duty, and they have a meal of Anrenzo..."

The door was pushed open, and Mallos strode in.

There was a sound of knives and forks falling to the ground and tables and chairs moving around the dining table, which was chaotic.

"That," Thales hurriedly straightened up, trying to swallow the food, slurred, "The current political situation in the Emerald City—"

But it was too late.

"Your Majesty," the watchman looked at everyone who was in a hurry and tried to tidy up himself. Behind him stood a crying Kongmuto with a look of "he came too fast, I really can't remind you", "I thought you called them here. , Is for—Guardian Doyle, do you like that dish so much?"

D.D quietly put down the fork.

"Uh, yes, sorry," Thales finally swallowed the food, "Tor, so we are going to..."

What are you doing?

"But you guys are eating and drinking here," Mallos's tone made everyone's hearts tense, "when I'm away."

No one spoke, and the atmosphere was a bit depressing.

As a leader, Thales had to awkwardly hand out a bowl of soup:

"Feel sorry?"

Marius glanced at him sideways.

Tyles swallowed his throat and retracted uninterestingly: "Sorry."

But when his bowl was reduced to half, he was picked up by Mallos, who hummed softly, sat down beside Thales, and took a spoon.

Grass.

Just say if you want to eat it.

"So, that, a meeting."

Thyls was about to say something, but seeing everyone's hurried look of despair, I always felt that something was missing.

He looked around, then suddenly took out a familiar puppet bear and put it on the table.

Maybe it's the little puppet bear that has become the norm, maybe it's that DD's sudden expression changes are too vivid, maybe it's that Mallius, who is trying to pick out the soup, is indeed full of deterrence, of course, maybe it's just too wrong to be wrong. Illusion, in short, Thales thinks everyone is serious.

Perhaps the Star Lake Guard is not a good and powerful general, but after so many trials and hardships, there are always some people who are worthy of trust.

"We can't go on like this anymore."

Tels pointed to the soup in front of Mallos next to him solemnly:

"These—things! Are softening our will."

Marius, who was about to drink the soup, his face tightened when he heard that, and he put down the spoon patiently.

"I agree, Your Highness," D.D stared at the soup in Mallos's hand, awe-inspiring, "Fortunately, we are strong-willed and can stand the test."

"Um," Wiya hesitated for a while, but still didn't expect anything, "His Royal Highness is right, we are here, representing the royal family, representing Star Lake Fort, and definitely not going to the mountains and water to eat, drink and have fun-dumb, that, Rohr Husband, what do you think?"

Rolfe just put on the mask, hid his expression behind it, and nodded.

"It's more than that," Miranda looked serious, "It's far more than that."

"Yes, just like my grandfather said," Glover kicked the basin of oyster shells away from the ground with expressionless face. "Indulging in a momentary desire for materialism, in exchange for a lifetime of waste."

Tyles looked around, exchanged glances with everyone, and nodded in relief: "Very well, you guys."

Malios did not speak, he slowly narrowed his eyes.

But behind him, Kong Muto showed an expression of unlovable expression.

I saw Lao Kong Chang sighed and looked like he was willing:

"Actually, Your Highness, everyone, Lord Mallos listened for a while outside the door, and it took two or three minutes before he came in."

In the next second, including Thales, everyone at the table was petrified.

Only the little puppet bear has big innocent eyes and is as cute as ever.

"Jian," Mallos called his subordinates' names quietly, without looking back, "Tomorrow you will be on duty for three days in a row."

Kong Muto nodded with no excitement:

"Yes, sir."

The restaurant fell into a dead silence.

No one speaks.

It seems that even the tablecloth is dyed gray.

Only the sound of Mallos’s pleasant soup, long and harsh, echoed in everyone’s ears.

It's been a long while before Thales recovered from the extravagant life, and said:

"Anyway, we are here for the first time and need information about the Emerald City."

Everyone was awake one by one, and under the silent but powerful deterrence of Mallos, they joined the discussion.

"What kind of information?" DD stared at his little bear. "Actually, Your Highness, can I ask what we are here for? I said it was a blind date, but I asked about the castle, no one knows where Miss Hille is. ."

Miranda looked cold.

"Well, I'll be honest."

Thales sighed: "As I said to others yesterday, what your Majesty wants is obvious. Blind date and marriage are just means. He asked me to come here as a gesture, in order to...show my attitude to the whole kingdom and improve The royal family’s political influence on the South Bank."

He looked at everyone.

Also, that’s not a big mistake, right?

"It's a pity," Wyah was suddenly relieved. "I thought we were here to do a big job and ask for justice from Duke Jen-whether it was seven years ago or two days ago."

Tyles narrowed his eyes.

No, it’s a big mistake?

"I thought," Glover said solemnly, "We are here to talk to the Kevin Deere family to death and death."

Tyles swallowed.

is not too big, wrong?

"Of course, my father is not me. He doesn't understand or care about the relationship between me and Jen." The prince took a deep breath. "So for me, besides being careful on this journey, I also Work hard to survey the city and find opportunities and even bargaining chips from it, in case of Jen's hostile behavior towards me."

Miranda whispered:

"You mean to find a weakness that makes Jane a headache, enough to make him compromise with you."

Thales snapped his fingers.

is not a big mistake.

'S words silenced everyone for a while.

"I can't ask for it," D.D held up a drink in silence, "The Duke is a complete bastard, Your Highness, you really want to be a brother-in-law with such a person?"

The prince scratched his head:

"Well, about this..."

咚.

Mallos put down the soup bowl and wiped his mouth gracefully, just to interrupt Thales.

"I believe you can see it," he stretched out his hand and freely grabbed the little bear in front of Thales, wiped the wool on it, and placed it in front of him. "The Emerald City is a different town. In most places we have seen."

Tels stared blankly at the puppet bear being drawn to the watchman, trying to say something but was speechless.

"DD and Aaronde," Mallos's expression was quite serious, and there is no doubt about what he said. "From tomorrow, you are going to contact the high-ranking families in the Emerald City, from the noble lords to the magistrates, from the family banquet. From the gathering to the safari and horse racing, your target is the big people in this city and their families."

"Me?" Doyle, who was still paying attention to the bear, reacted with surprise.

"Me?" Miranda frowned.

"Yes, Aaron, you are the daughter of the Duke of the North, and the celebrity in front of His Royal Highness," Mallos nodded, seemingly normal, "South Bank people like to hold banquets and dances, remember to choose a set They will flock to you for nice dresses."

Miranda.

prom.

Dress.

Everyone turned their heads in unison, looking at the person involved.

It's over-Thales covered his eyes with a slap, but couldn't help but open a curious finger.

I saw that at that moment, I was wearing black gloves holding the Yingxiang sword next to the chair, and Miranda Allende sitting arrogantly on the seat, the heiress of the north, the powerful general of the flower of the fortress, Xueying The glorious descendants of, the proud chief of Tianma, the Everwinter sword of the cold castle, the flying falcon in the sky at the Broken Dragon Fortress-opened his mouth wide and horrified.

A few seconds later, she stood up abruptly, angrily.

"Prom? Why? Should I be lucky?"

"No," Mallos sighed, looking embarrassed. "Actually, this is the hardest job. Only the best people can do it."

Miranda, who was supposed to fight for reason, suddenly suffocated.

The most outstanding person—D.D heard these words brightly before his eyes, and he unconsciously adjusted his collar.

"But your Royal Highness really doesn't have enough to take care of it...Of course, if you can't go..."

boom.

Miranda sat down with a sullen expression:

"I go."

Thales closed his fingers.

Malios continued: "If possible, I would want to add Paul. The heir of Valorous Castle sounds good, but that guy joined us halfway through, and I have to look at it again."

"I joined midway too." Miranda had no love, as if she was on the edge of the prison river.

"You are not, Miss Arund, you fought with us seven years ago," Wiya tried to encourage her, "Also, you are the genius of the End Tower, the chief of the Pegasus Department."

Rolf and Glover Qiqi on the other side disdainfully hum.

But when they saw each other, they turned their heads away unhappy.

"me……"

The girl from Allende's family squeezed out a few words in embarrassment: "I've been to the Northland and Royal City dance parties before, but they don't like me, and I don't like it...maybe..."

"Fortunately, we are on the South Bank," Mallos resolutely refused, sending the dying Miranda back to Hell River, "Take out your skills on the battlefield and force them to like you."

"From the past to the news, from rumors to gossip, from economics to politics, your highness must know all the information that comes from the famous family."

"Uh, that's what I mean." Thales coughed, and tried to put his mouth in, showing his sense of existence.

"What about me? What about me?" D.D emerged from the side and asked expectantly.

"You, um," Mallos frowned, as if he couldn't find his tongue, "Help pick the dress."

After saying this, he dropped the heartbroken young man and the girl in pain at the table and looked at Huai Ya.

"Commuto, Master Caso," Mallos said calmly, "According to your experience and background, I want you to enter all walks of life, from the Security Department to the Notary Hall, from major guilds to foreign business travel, whether it is Middle-level bureaucrats, grass-roots officials, farm landlords, handicraft owners or property knights. Your Royal Highness must know the secrets of the operation of this city."

Huaiya nodded at first, but was immediately unhappy:

"Can you not call me Master?"

"No, in fact, you have to get used to such a title. For many people of ordinary origin but striving for improvement, you are the young master," Mallos didn't care. "And most importantly, they are the young master within their reach. ."

"You mean, as a model of struggle, Earl Gilbert Casso is within reach?" Wiya understood something and gritted his teeth.

Everyone frowned.

"No," Mallos replied lightly, "Facing them, you can't just be Wya, nor can you be just Caso."

"You must be Wya Casso."

Huiya's expression changed.

"Yes, Thor is right, it's very..."

Tels cleared his throat and wanted to interject, but Mallos had already turned to the next pair:

"Glover, there are dumb guys-I know your name is Rolf, so don't blow my soup."

Tels retracted into his seat angrily.

"I want you two to go deep into the market, dive into the bottom, to meet people who don't live like humans, to see unofficial things, if you understand what I mean," the watchman narrowed his eyes in a chilling tone. "If necessary, even if you use your hands to dig out the gutters and ditch pits in this town, you must dig out its darkest, most disgusting, most disgusting secrets for me-don’t panic, this It's just rhetoric, without literal meaning."

Malles has a grim expression: "Not most of the time."

Glover and Rolf stood up angrily!

"Me?" Glover gritted his teeth, "Me, and this dumb... Rolf?"

"Huh!" Rolf looked cold, and the curtain behind him shook frantically, making different gestures.

"Very good, I like it, I can," D.D tried to read the other's sign language and smiled, "He looks very excited!"

Thyls, who understands sign language, hesitated to speak.

Glover and Rolf looked at each other and turned his head angrily.

"I, sir, I can't do it! How do I talk to him? Do you wink?" Glover was not reconciled.

"No need to talk," Mallos shook his head. "The rules of that kind of place are deeper, and you will be bad when you talk."

Brother Luofo stagnated.

"If you have to communicate, he is literate."

Rolf hummed dissatisfiedly, and made a few more gestures.

"Then how do they inquire about intelligence?" Thales finally hurried to translate the sign language before D.D.

"Then it depends on your creative ability, but I am very confident in you," Mallos said, "Of course, if you are willing to go to the prom and exchange with Arund..."

Miranda, with a gloomy expression, brightened her eyes.

The next second, Glover and Rolf sat down at a thunderous speed, pushing the poor girl who had found the vitality to climb out of the prison river back again.

They glanced at each other and turned their heads upset for the third time.

"For specific matters, I will negotiate with the banner officer. Your Highness and I will listen to your reports regularly. As for others," Mallos nodded, "We have other arrangements."

"Yes."

Everyone agreed weakly.

"Yes, uh, that, that's it," Thales felt he had to say something, he stood up unconsciously, "Everyone, um, come on."

"Yes."

All life promises irrevocably.

Tyers looked at everyone's energetic look and couldn't help scratching his head.

"Right, what about me?"

Thales looked at the watchman.

"You, your lord, you," Mallos frowned, "Hmm..."

Tels looked at him expectantly.

After thinking about it for a long time, Mallos sighed and returned the puppet bear on the table to the prince.

"Please have a meal."

————

Tales walked down from the main palace to the Barbican.

The main palace of Kongming Palace is based on a rare giant rock, surrounded by mountains and rocks, and carefully built on top of it. After several generations and even dozens of generations of expansion and improvement, today’s Kongming Palace has been It is the absolute commanding height in the Emerald City. Under the guard of the barbican, it towers three towers and stretches out the observatory in all directions. It is like a legendary envoy with four wings on the back, sitting on the high **** in the center of the city. Watching over travellers from all directions from Seven Seas.

The tone in the main palace is dominated by soft and simple emerald green. The three colors of the Kevin Deere family crest are matched in different functional areas to create a unique feature. The furnishings in the palace cost from the outside to the inside, from the host to the guest, from the living to the banquet, introducing many foreign objects from all directions and seven seas. They have different styles and forms, but they are surprisingly unified together, not abrupt or unobtrusive. The cumbersomeness, on the contrary, demonstrates the abundance of goods and prosperity of the Emerald City.

In general, compared to the heavy and solemn Fuxing Palace and the rugged Heroic Palace, and the more secluded and indifferent Xinghu Castle, the Kongming Palace is both elegant and fresh, but also bright and . The Duke of Thales himself is full of praise-

"big dog family."

Tels looked unhappy at the portrait of the duke of South Bank and its pure gold frame, leaving his own comment.

"Prom, dance steps," Miranda, who was accompanied by the side, had a dark face, with mysterious words that others could not understand, "dress, hairstyle, makeup..."

Hopeless.

Tyers glanced at her and sighed helplessly.

"Your Highness!" Miranda was shocked and begged, "Can you..."

Tyers felt sympathetic to her, and she couldn't bear it, so she hesitated for a while:

"can not."

The prince was heartbroken. He walked forward on his own, leaving Miranda back to whispering.

just now.

"Ahhhh, my dear, my dear! Look what I found." This is a slightly ostentatious voice

"What? You found out--oh, sunset, hehe..." This was a slightly lazy voice.

Thyls, who lowered his head in thought, was startled, and then raised his head.

On the steps in front of him, two girls in skirts appeared, one on the left and one on the right. Their skirts were purple and yellow. However, at the age of more than ten years old, they were originally beautiful and lovable, but they turned their gazes. Burning, sharp laughter.

"Tsk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk—" the girl in the blue and purple skirt on the left chimed and uttered a lazy voice.

"Yoyoyoyoyoyoyo-" The girl in the yellow dress on the right opened her lips and spoke, her tone open.

Tels looked at them ignorantly.

They uttered one after another, collected a word, sang and joined together, and they were connected together unexpectedly—just like a person is talking.

"A lovely lost noble boy," the girl in the blue and purple skirt smiled charmingly, and gave Thales a feeling of a cheetah sneaking in and staring at him. "With his big poor eyes open, it's unknown, so it's inexplicable, even Still looking at us nervously!"

"It seems to be thinking in my heart, who are they, why are they here, why they met? Of course, the most important thing is, why are they so cute!" The girl in the yellow skirt smiled pleasantly, and she took it. At the moment of the conversation, it was like a wolf showing its fangs and claws.

The clothes are luxurious and the manners are extraordinary.

Thales frowned: He is a nobleman with status.

"Uh, ladies, I'm sorry to bother you," Thales suddenly had a bad feeling, "I'm just looking for a way to Ancestral Rock, and then out of the Barbican..."

But his voice fell, and the two girls fluttered in their dresses and walked in front of him in style!

"A boy, living alone in Kongming Palace."

"A boy, in the main house, walking alone."

The two girls walked around Thales and looked at each other with mysterious smiles.

"Huh? The emblem on the clothes?" The girl in the blue and purple skirt narrowed her eyes.

"Aha! Nine-pointed star!" The girl in the goose skirt raised her eyebrows.

The two girls hugged each other in surprise, looking at each other, all smiles wickedly:

"I won the jackpot!"

Tyers saw his scalp tight, and quickly turned away quietly.

However, in the next second, two girls instantly appeared on both sides of him, one on the left and the other on the right. Regardless of whether the posture was proper or not, they grabbed his arms!

"Get out of the way, he is mine!" The girl in the blue purple skirt grabbed Thales's left arm and looked at each other proudly.

"Why? First come, first served!" The girl in the goose yellow skirt hugged the boy's right arm, her eyes provocatively, and she refused to give up.

"I was born first! I first!"

"I am my sister! First!"

"In your first night, I helped you fool the grandma!"

"Your first love, I helped you hide it from your father!"

"You are so coquettish, you secretly seduce three knights to kill each other, I know!"

"You hypocritical, cheated the four families back and forth, I also know!"

When their gazes met in the air, Thales’ crime of the river of prison felt a touch of danger.

The girl in the blue purple skirt snorted contemptuously:

"so what?"

The girl in the goose yellow skirt raised her chin not to be outdone:

"so what?"

Seeing their swords drawn, they have the meaning of not giving up unless Thales is divided and eaten.

No, wait?

Regardless of their inexplicable quarrels and "partitions", but...

Tels instinctively wanted to break free, but the strength of the two girls was surprisingly strong, and the techniques were very clever, making it difficult to break free!

"Hey! I said, can you guys put me..."

But the eyes of the two girls changed!

"In this case, the benefits are hard to distinguish, the reason is hard to distinguish..." The girl in the blue and purple skirt gritted her teeth with a expression of regret.

"Blood ties are hard to break, friendship is hard to diminish..." The girl in the yellow dress sighed.

"Then we follow the usual practice..."

"Rely on the past..."

The next second, the expressions of the two girls changed, and they were overjoyed:

"Share it!!!"

share? Eh it's not--

Thyls just wanted to speak when he found himself overwhelmed by a burst of words.

"Happy cooperation, sister?"

"Love each other, sisters!"

The two girls face each other arm in arm, smiling with joy, but how can they still have the dim eyes of tears?

"Now, it's time to divide up the spoils, sister, what do you want?"

The girl in the blue purple skirt clings to Thales’s arm like a shadow, touching the prince’s face without letting him resist, talking to herself:

"Lips? Eyes? Nose? Face? Clavicle? Fingers? Well, so hesitate."

"Hey! You guys, you can't do this—" Thales was shocked.

"Ah, sister, you really don't know how to choose," the girl in the yellow skirt also posted, but her eyes were burning, and her palms went straight to Thales' chest, "Look at the core muscles first-oh, I have practiced! There are shapes, There is strength! Chest, abdomen, thighs!"

The two girls looked at each other with surprise expressions.

is like giving out a favorite gift.

"No, why do you guys talk like this, one after the other, and keep on--" Thales struggled out as decently as he could, and was interrupted when he was about to speak.

"I found the finger cocoon, I was still practicing sword, it was real practice! Not fake!" The girl in the blue purple skirt held one of Thales's palms, excited.

"There are still scars on the palm! Wow, handsome cuts! The return of a hundred wars, only for the Iraqi!" The girl in the yellow dress stroked the other palm of the prince, full of affection.

"Wow! Delicious?"

"Delicious?"

The two girls let go of Thales, held each other in front of the latter, shaking their fists excitedly: "Delicious!!!"

"Hey!"

Thyls, who only felt that his head was going to be noisy, couldn’t bear it:

"Can you stop it?!"

As soon as I said this, the surroundings became quiet.

But it was only short-lived.

"Hmm, a little temper?"

"It's a bit, maybe it's pretty hard."

"Tsk, is it a good thing?"

"Then of course, like riding a horse, what's the point of being sluggish?"

Tales couldn’t listen anymore, and roared: "Hey!"

The two girls were startled and turned to look at him.

A pitiful one.

A crying.

Forehead--

Tels was taken aback, a little embarrassed: "Sorry, I didn't yell at you on purpose..."

But as soon as his words were spoken, the two girls changed their faces instantly!

"Hey, still very soft-hearted! Interesting!"

"Soft, easy to be fooled!"

"I really want to bully him!"

"Want to see him cry and cry!"

"I want someone to coax!"

"Someone hurts!"

The two girls held each other with a smile, shaking their waists happily.

Thales was stunned.

These two...what are they?

He took a deep breath: "Actually, two ladies, I am—"

The next second, habitually, before he could speak, the two girls' eyes lit up!

"we know!"

"we know!"

"About who you are?"

"who is it!"

In the dizzy feeling of Thales, the two of them talked and walked on the left and the right, and circled Thales back and forth like dancing steps:

"The hope of the kingdom! The future of the stars!"

"Heroic hostage, merciful prince!"

The girl in the blue purple skirt put on his shoulder, charming and seductive: "Some people say that you are swaying and charming, and one of them is one!"

The girl in the yellow goose skirt held his arm, cute and cute: "Some people say that you are single-minded with love, look for one!"

"Some people say that you are sincere and kind, and make everyone love each other!"

"Some people say that you are hypocritical, and they tricked the kingdom into surrounding you!"

Thales just felt like he was going to faint.

"You are?"

"You are--"

The two girls separated and exchanged positions tacitly. One smiled confidently and the other had a sly look. They said in unison:

"Tyles Bright Star!"

Call.

calm.

calm.

What are these two...

Tyles took a deep breath, and somehow eased from the pause of man-made noise.

"Yes, I'm just... No, I mean I'm just Thales, not so many adjectives in front of—"

But it’s a pity that the drama of the two unsuspecting guests is obviously not over yet.

They put on both sides of Thales again, you come to me to compete with each other, like a anger and comparison, rushing to recite his identity:

"Prince of Stars!"

"The Duke of Star Lake!"

"Polaris!"

"The little star of the Grand Duke!"

"The bottom of the skirt——"

"Stop!!!" Seeing to be bad, Thales waved his hand violently, urging the crime of Hell River: "That's it!"

The two girls looked at him in surprise.

The world is quiet.

Perhaps the crime of Hell River finally worked, and the girls didn't speak any more.

Thyls, who was about to go crazy, finally had spare time to sort out his thoughts, and asked the topic that lingered in his mind:

"The first question, in Kongming Palace, who are you? Why are you here?"

The two girls looked at him annoyingly, and then at each other innocently.

"That are two questions."

"Two, yes, sister."

"Mathematics is not learned in vain?"

"There is no cheating in arithmetic!"

here we go again.

Thales covered his head in pain: Can't they just leave one person to talk?

The two girls smiled and turned around:

"But we are generous."

"We are simple."

The blue and purple girls squinted their eyes:

"We are very kind."

The smile of the girl in the goose yellow skirt widened:

"We are willing to satisfy you."

"Whatever you want."

"Even if it is bad."

The two looked at each other, covering their mouths and laughing together:

"Very bad!"

"Especially to you!"

"Especially to you!"

"Enough!" Thales, who was dying, raised his hand tremblingly:

"Do you want to answer me in the end, you are--"

The next second, the two girls Qi Qijiao yelled and separated suddenly!

"In the cliffs of Nawola Corridor..." The girl in the blue purple skirt walked behind Thales, laughing, and stretched out his hand through his hair.

"In the gap between the twin towers of strange rocks..." The girl in the yellow dress came to him, her eyes were shocking, and she hooked his chin.

"There is a group of imperial survivors who lived in the era of frequent disasters that day."

"They are loyal!"

"They are stubborn!"

"They are struggling to survive!"

"They struggled hard!"

"Just wait for Rudol's glory to reappear!"

"Looking forward to the return of Prince Tormund!"

"End the war, make contributions."

"Stars build a country, plan for the world!"

What, what, and what?

Thyls, who has not been able to get used to their speaking style so far, was dizzy.

"Thousands of years have passed, and their leaders have been passed down from generation to generation."

The girl in the blue and purple skirt lit up: "Their glory is even more brilliant!"

The girl in the yellow goose skirt is heroic: "Their ethnic language has not changed!"

The next second, they stood together again and said in unison:

"Wisdom is on the left!"

"Long sword to the right!"

"Kasakina!"

They exchanged eyes with a smile, and separated left and right:

"One left and one right!"

and many more.

Hearing like a fight, Thales, who is struggling to find the light of order in the evil chaos, has some doubts.

Wisdom, long sword...

Somewhat familiar?

"The Demon Twins of Walla Collar!"

What the devil?

"The horror sister flower of the Twin Towers Longsword!"

What is horror?

The girl in the blue purple skirt smiles mysteriously and cunningly:

"Kasha Karabyan!"

The girl in the goose yellow skirt is standing arrogant and flying:

"Kina Karabyan!"

The two laughed together, looked at Thales and said loudly:

"On the stage of history-to show you!"

What, what, what?

Tyles narrowed his eyes: "This is... the drama of the Temple of the Dark Night, right? The lines are a bit familiar!"

In the next instant, Kai'Sa and Qina's eyes lit up, looking at each other:

"Huh, he is in the theater?"

"He is in the theater?"

"He actually watched the show?"

"He actually watched the show!"

The two of them looked at each other, smiled triumphantly, and turned to Thales.

"What drama do you like, Your Highness?" Kai'Sa blinked.

"Romance? Court? History? War? Politics?" Kina licked her tongue.

"Don't be religious warning!"

"But it doesn't matter!"

"Life after marriage is still long..."

"We slowly cultivate, and we must have—"

The two put on Thales’ arms again, full of vitality:

"Similar interests!"

Um?

They just seemed to say...

Thales spent several seconds before he became shocked and reacted:

"Ahhhhh, you are-Karabyan from Wola! It's sha..."

The two girls-Kai'Sa and Kina blinked star-like eyes and nodded, looking forward to it.

Thales tried his best to bit the "big silly man" to death in his mouth.

With a peculiar and complicated mood, the Duke of Xinghu squeezed out a smile and sorted out the clothes that were about to be torn apart:

"Uh, it's a great honor to meet you, dear Ms. Karabyan and... Ms. Karabyan?"

(End of this chapter)Thᴇ link to the origin of this information rᴇsts in Noᴠel Fɪre.net