MTL - Kingdom’s Bloodline-Chapter 687 Different descent (top)

   Chapter 687 Unusual Descending (Part 1)

   "How...how did you find this place?"

   So this is what it feels like to face his powers? Thales thought.

   At such a close distance, it seems that even breathing is paralyzed.

   But at least he wasn't hallucinating.

  Lobsang II did not answer Thales, he first looked down at Slimani, who was whispering in his sleep on the ground, and then at Catherine, who fainted again, with a clear purpose.

   Thales frowned:

   "What did he promise you? Is it worth the loyalty of a master like you to do this shameless dirty work, even drilling the sewers?"

   Lausanne still didn't answer, he put his hand on the hilt of the sword, circled Thales, and took a step sideways.

Oops.

   Thales, who was holding a dagger, hurriedly turned around and covered the people behind him.

   "Money? Officials? Honors? Even fiefs?"

   Thales could only do his best to shout: "Or... revenge?"

   The voice fell, and Lausanne suddenly looked at him!

  Despite the mask and eyepiece, at that moment, Thales vaguely felt the other's sharp eyes.

   Well, hold him.

  Thinking of this, Thales put away his tense swordsmanship and tried his best to look relaxed:

   "So superficial?"

   "I advise you not to hinder, Your Highness," Lausanne said, "if you feel uncomfortable, you may turn your head or close your eyes."

   Thales smiled softly:

   "Then I suggest you learn from Charman Rumba, let go of your **** feud, and focus on a better tomorrow—"

   But before he finished speaking, the black-clothed killer in front of him moved and swept behind Thales in an instant!

Grass!

   Such a powerful master still engages in sneak attacks?

   Thales was still scolding in his heart, but his body could not help but threw out, and JC's dagger stabbed Lausanne's waist fiercely.

  Stop him!

   But his attack didn't work - almost at the same time, Lausanne turned back like a prophet, turned around in a relaxed and freehand direction, avoided JC's edge, and in Thales' incredible eyes, went around to the other side.

Oops!

   Thales was surprised.

   He subconsciously stopped and turned around, but his body could not keep up with his consciousness. He lost his balance in the sudden stop and turned and fell backward.

   Lausanne even had the strength to turn his head and glance at him, then swept to Slimani on the ground.

   is better than a stroll in the courtyard.

   Or playing monkeys on the street?

   Messi knocked down Boateng?

Grass!

   Thales cursed in his heart, but he could only watch himself fall backwards and watch the enemy get closer and closer to Slimani.

Do not.

what to do?

  How to stop him?

Do not!

   But right now.

  【Not enough. 】

   Thales trembled all over, the sin of the Hell River in his body was burning, invading his joint bones.

Grass!

   Amid the crackling noise and severe pain in the joints, Thales felt that his ankles, calves, knees... that he had stretched to the extreme seemed to have strength again.

   It feels like…

   Thales stunned, kicked the ground hard with the help of the crime of Hell River, and pushed his body to shoot back!

   It's a **** - a twist of fate!

   The young man shouted angrily, turned around, the dagger spun in the air, and stabbed at the man in black!

  Clang! clang!

   In the sound of metal clashes, Thales, who swung the dagger in a row, finally grabbed his position and stood between Lausanne and the four who fainted on the ground.

   And Lausanne II took a few steps back, the blade in his hand was already unsheathed, and the cold light was shining everywhere.

blocked.

   Thales put his hands on his knees, panting sharply, feeling the sharp pain from his leg joints.

   He blocked it.

   Although I was affected by the power before, my body was stagnant and I couldn’t move an inch, but it was much better after I really started.

   It's just that the price is a bit high - Thales has already "overused" the crime of crossing the prison river today, and now he only feels the joints of his legs groaning in protest.

  No, Dead Face's power to break the end, why is it so weak?

   "It's a good move. It's embarrassing, but it's effective," Lausanne looked at Thales, who was tired and painful, and his tone changed slightly, "What kind of ending force is it?"

it is good.

  Force him to speak, to say more, the longer the better.

   Thales, who was still panting, tried his best to squeeze out a smile:

"you guess--"

   But before he finished speaking, Lausanne set off again and pressed towards Slimani!

Grass!

   Thales cursed in his heart.

too fast!

  I haven't slowed down yet!

  Mila actually said that this guy is "not that strong"?

   The Neverwinter Sword of the dignified Allend family has also begun to brag?

   But after scolding, the tired Thales could only keep up with the opponent's movements, and the dagger approached Lausanne.

  Clang!

   In the next instant, Lausanne's long sword struck with precision, hitting the dagger in Thales' hand!

   Thales was taken aback.

   The strength of the opponent's sword was not much or not, and even Thales's skin was not scratched, but it happened that the boy's arm trembled and the weapon was released.

   At that moment, looking at the JC dagger that was picked up, Thales froze.

  Grass, is that accurate?

In recent years, he has seen many rare masters in the world, and even played against some of them. Although most of them were beaten up (or, in Cohen's terms, lost in fierce battles), Thales can be held responsible. In other words, not one person, not even one person, could knock off his weapon so delicately and accurately during such a fierce battle without hurting him in the slightest.

   Even the knight of punishment, who is full of calculations and suffocates every second, did not do it.

   But Thales has no time to sigh that the opponent's swordsmanship is superb and his moves are exquisite.

  Because after shooting down his dagger, Lausanne II's long sword did not stop and continued to press towards Srimani!

Oops.

  【Not enough! 】

   At that moment, Thales frowned fiercely.

Ok.

   The sin of the Hell River is on fire again.

   He can't stop the opponent's sword, but at least he can...

   The next second, the defenseless Thales roared, took the initiative to rush forward, and rammed towards Lausanne's sword!

  Hoo!

   The wind whistled, and the sword light stopped.

  The tunnel was quiet.

   Thales gasped nervously, he half-knelt on the ground, opened his hands, and blocked Slimani behind him.

   At this moment, the blade of Lausanne II stopped in front of him, just an inch away from Thales' chest.

  The tip of the sword does not move at all, as steady as a mountain.

   "When you rushed over, you kept your eyes open from beginning to end," Lausanne said lightly, "It seems that you are really not afraid of death."

  Complete, successful?

   "Your sword is very stable, you can send and receive it freely," Thales stared at the other party's eyepiece and squeezed out an ugly smile, "It seems that you really don't intend to hurt me."

The moment the    voice fell, Thales only felt his eyes sting—as if a sharp knife was shot from behind the opponent's eyepiece.

  The tunnel was quiet for a while.

  Lobsang II glanced at Thales, then looked at Slimani lying behind him, took a few steps back, and withdrew the sword.

   Thales exhaled.

   Damn, the bet was won.

   He lowered his arms and took the opportunity to move his joints and soothe his muscles.

   That's right, the stagnation and numbness of the body are much lighter than before.

   In other words, I've become stronger—— no, what a joke, it should be said that the effect of the opponent's supernatural ability... Really began to weaken?

   Thales thought hard.

   Lausanne stared at the prince in front of him, his thoughts kept going.

   It seems that telling him in advance that it will not hurt him, not only did it not weaken the prince's will to fight, let him retreat and save himself, but instead gave the opponent a good card, even if he was unarmed.

  If he continues to go crazy, block the target with such a suicide interception, and he can't hurt him...

   Well, it's a challenge, even for himself.

   The prince.

   It’s really boring and annoying.

   and cunning.

  Lausanne II held a sword flower in his hand, and the long sword was flexible in his hand, like a third hand:

   "The value of this defender is so high that it is worth your Highness to exchange your life?"

   "This is not a transaction," Thales shook his head and replied casually, "It has nothing to do with utility, nothing to do with his value."

   Lausanne II was silent upon hearing this.

"I see."

   After a few seconds, he nodded slowly, but his words were sarcastic:

   "I have seen people like you, Your Highness, moved by those noble knightly virtues and slogans: 'Protect the weak', 'Guard the good'... It's admirable, but it's also embarrassing."

   Lausanne II sneered:

   "It should be noted that these proclaimed virtues and slogans are designed to protect and guard. In the final analysis, they are only the 'weak' who obey the strong and the 'good' who obey the power."

   Thales frowned slightly.

   "From a certain point of view, you are right. Everything that is born from the soil of the weak and the strong, whether you realize it or not, is born with the ingredients that benefit the strong and protect the strong..."

   Lausanne interrupted him, pointing his sword at the defender on the ground:

"Then you should know, Your Highness! The person you rescued by condescension is neither weak nor good. He used to be a vigilante, and he was attached to the system to **** blood and parasite. A rotten person who fears the strong and bullies the weak, bullies the weak and fears the hard."

   Thales was stunned.

   He looked at Lausanne's sword, sighed and nodded.

   "Yes, I know, he is, he may be."

   But the next moment, Thales stood up with a firm tone:

"but I am not."

   He stared at Lausanne, took a step forward and blocked the unconscious person behind him.

   "I can't be."

   Lausanne II did not reply.

   His eyepieces were still pitch black, reflecting nothing but the dim light of the stove.

   Just when Thales took a deep breath, thinking about what to do next...

   "I understand." Lausanne said softly, his voice ethereal, echoing faintly in the dim tunnel.

   Thales looked at the position of the dagger and said casually:

   "Know what?"

"The reason why you protect this guy," Lausanne replied calmly, with deep meaning, "has nothing to do with his political value, neither about the gain or loss of his interests, nor even about anyone or anything, but only about you, only about your own choice. ."

   Thales' expression moved.

   His gaze towards Lausanne changed slightly:

   "Interesting, you actually understand."

   He exhaled and remembered something, a little emotional, but also a little funny:

   "Unfortunately, the captain of my bodyguard still doesn't understand it."

   But at this moment, the long sword of the killer in black appeared again!

Oops!

   The crime of Hell River roared up, Thales' nerves tightened, his footsteps turned, and he stubbornly stopped in front of the sword's edge!

   Well, he understands it - these days, you can only be a master if you can do sneak attacks.

   But unexpectedly, Lausanne II's long sword just turned in a circle, and the reflection flickered on Thales' face, forcing him to blink subconsciously.

   is not good!

   Thales just had this thought in his heart when he felt the light of his opponent's sword fade away, and the wind whistled after that!

  I saw Lausanne's black boots hidden behind the sword move and kicked out fiercely. Thales didn't have time to react, so he could only block it with his arms.

   "Boom!"

   The opponent's kick was strong and powerful, and the angle was very tricky. Thales was unsteady and flew off the ground!

  Damn, I was just like this, was broken through?

   Thales in the air trembled, regretting it too late.

  I paid too much attention to his sword moves.

   What was even more irritating was that Lausanne II, who had performed this move, actually waved his hand to him in the air and made a "goodbye" gesture.

  Plop!

   With a heavy muffled sound, Thales fell two meters away and only felt pain in his butt.

   But he was too late to deal with the pain.

   Now, nothing can stop Lausanne from killing.

Do not.

Do not!

  Lobsang stepped forward, lowered his blade, getting closer and closer to Srimani.

"Grass!"

   The boy sitting on the ground roared and instinctively waved his arms!

   The next moment, the JC dagger left his palm, cut through the air, and shot towards Lausanne II!

   Luosang didn't turn his head when he heard the sound, just smiled softly.

   I saw that he shook his wrist slightly, and the blade met the dagger that was flying at high speed with great accuracy.

   Thales felt a chill in his heart.

Do not!

No no no no!

  【Not enough, enough, enough—】

   He gritted his teeth amid the boiling roar of the crime of the Hell River that nearly burned everything.

   Stop him, stop him, stop him!

   The next second, Lausanne's blade met the dagger in the air, but what came was not the expected crisp metal collision, but—

"boom!"

   I saw Lausanne's head tilted up, followed by an unpleasant muffled sound.

"what!"

   The killer in black groaned and stepped back!

   His posture was unbearable, his footsteps staggered, and even his long sword swung blindly in the air a few times, and the sky blew a fierce sword wind, as if he was resisting an invisible enemy.

   is no longer the easy freehand and freehand before.

   After taking a dozen steps back, Lausanne II finally stopped, but still maintained a defensive posture, full of alertness and a little embarrassed.

   And Thales exhaled, trembled and struggled, blocking the four of them again.

   The tunnel returned to silence, and for a while, only Thales' breathing could be heard.

   and the JC dagger fell to the ground, with a quivering hum.

   In the firelight, Lausanne II slowly put down his long sword and raised his head.

   Thales smiled.

  I don't know when, the black eyepiece of the killer in black has been shattered inch by inch, full of cracks.

   The black mask was also damaged.

  Lord Lausanne snorted coldly, he took off the broken eyepiece, and at the same time tore off the mask, revealing a delicate and fair face.

impossible.

   Lausanne looked at the broken eyepiece in his hand, turned his head to look at the JC dagger on the ground, incredible.

   The dagger just now, he blocked.

   That's right, the experience of wielding swords for decades, killing hundreds of people, and beheading hundreds of people told him:

   He clearly blocked it.

but why?

  Why is he still hitting my eyepiece?

   Thales gasped and looked at the man in black who took off the goggles and mask:

   "Yo, isn't this handsome, why are you covering it up?"

  Unfortunately, no more damage was done.

   Looking at the dagger that was no longer vibrating on the ground, Thales coughed twice in pain, wiping off the nosebleed that he unknowingly shed, feeling helpless and emotional.

  Sorry, Mr. Sackon.

   I'm... juggling again.

   But don't worry, if Shuanghuang catches me because of this, I will never - I won't confess you too soon!

However……

   Thales' expression froze, and his attention returned to the present.

  If you guessed correctly, whenever the man in black starts to fight, gets into battle, pays attention to distraction, his abilities will show signs of loosening, making his movements smooth.

  If Mallos is right, psychics have their limitations...

   That is to say, even if he is as strong as the Lausanne II in front of him, one-handed ability and one-handed swordsmanship cannot have both.

   For some reason, Thales remembered Ashida's irony:

  [It can be seen from this that you can't touch the crown with your left hand, and you can't use magic energy with your right hand... Both hands are not mixed. 】

Humph.

   Thales thought unhappily, and flipped his wrist:

   A familiar dagger magically appeared in his palm out of thin air.

   Lausanne II was startled, he turned his head:

  The dagger on the ground that broke through his defense and shattered his eyepiece was gone.

   Sure enough, something was wrong.

   Maybe some magical weapon.

   It seems that those monsters are right: the history and background of the royal family of Jinxing are really unfathomable.

   In the face of this teenage boy, one cannot be careless.

   What other cards does he have? Alchemy ball?

  Thinking of this, the black-clothed killer was attentive and vigilant.

   Thales evenly mixed his breathing, recalled the "trick" just now, and tried to distribute the finishing power as reasonably as possible.

   So what I have to do is to use various methods to distract the other party, so that they are too busy to take care of him, and it is best to be overwhelmed.

   So that Glover and Rolf behind him wake up as soon as possible!

   As for how long this process will take and how much it will cost...

   Thales swung the dagger vigorously, trying his best to forget the pain and grief on his body.

   Lausanne started pacing around Thales, carefully looking for the position to shoot. He was no longer the leisurely look he had with the winning ticket in hand.

   "Okay, Your Highness, you have already fought."

   The black-clothed killer who revealed his true face spoke coldly, with more fear in his tone:

   "You have proved your attitude, shown your benevolence, and established your image of the master. This guy will die without regrets."

  Lobsang II looked at Slimani on the ground, and his words were stern:

   "But if it goes on like this, I won't be able to meet the demands of my employer - there's a good chance I'll miss you and hurt you."

   "Since that's the case, it can be seen that your employer is not that important," Thales smiled softly and quickly replied: "You can't be flexible with his request, right?"

   Lausanne II frowned.

   "Then why can't you be more flexible and report to Jenn 'that defender ran away' or 'the prince saved him'?"

   Thales' eyes sharpened:

   "Be aware, no matter what price he gives you, I, the heir to the throne of the Star Kingdom, can give you double."

   Well, at least in the name of the king.

   But Lausanne just twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled coldly.

   Seeing that the other party was indifferent, Thales continued tentatively:

   "Well, if you are afraid that he will give you free high seas tickets..."

   At this moment, he heard the sound of turning over from the few people who fainted behind him.

   Thales was refreshed.

Very good.

   They are starting to wake up!

   He just needs to hold on for a while longer, attract attention, keep the other party busy, focus a little bit, and have no time to use his abilities...

   "...Then I, I mean the royal family can provide you with enough shelter..."

   But the next second, Lausanne II interrupted his thoughts with a cold voice:

   "What I ask, Your Highness, you can't give it now."

   "Then wait for me to be crowned king!" Thales said loudly.

   Lausanne II was silent, his eyes focused on the dagger in his hand.

"Of course, if you can't wait, can't wait," Thales took a deep breath, raised his dagger, smiled, and tried to attract the other party's attention, "Why don't you come and help me to speed up the process of handing over the throne? "

   Lausanne closed his eyes, he was silent for a long time before opening his eyes.

"Interesting, North Star," the killer in black stared at him in the faint firelight, "you and your peers in fine clothes and food—whether they are shrewd and self-serving, pretending to play chess, or pedantic or old-fashioned, or Pretentious, rebellious—all a little bit different.”

"And you, Lausanne II, you are not the same," Thales replied, "you are not a leek, you are not doing this job for glory, wealth, and loyalty—then what are you doing? So serious, isn't it bad to go out and try to fish occasionally? Why are you willing to be exploited and used, and why do you risk offending the future king to wipe the buttocks for the tricolor irises—"

Before the    prince's loud shouting was over, Lausanne suddenly approached!

   But Thales was already prepared, the crime of the prison river surged, and the JC dagger shot out!

  Ha, he has learned now, this level of sneak attack...

   Lausanne II's long sword went straight to the dagger in the air.

   But in the next second, the black-clothed killer's figure shifted sideways one meter strangely, causing the dagger to fail completely!

  Tales Ichirin: The opponent's figure suddenly accelerated so much?

  Dang bang!

  JC's dagger fell to the ground, clinking.

   And Lausanne continues to attack at high speed!

   Damn.

   Thales took a deep breath, took a step forward, and swung out his left hand—the JC dagger miraculously appeared in his palm again, and flew towards Lausanne who changed direction!

   This time, Lausanne II turned sharply again, the dagger swept past him and shot into the darkness.

   The killer in black turned around:

   Thales raised his right hand vigilantly, and the dagger appeared in his hand for the third time out of thin air.

   Lausanne narrowed his eyes.

   Not copying daggers, not changing orbits, not visual illusions, but...

  Very good, next time, he knows what to do with the troublesome prince.

   Right at this moment, Thales finally heard the person behind him wake up, gasping for breath.

   But unexpectedly, a crisp female voice came.

   "No, Kehame, I'm not interested in this... Hey, how did I get here..."

  Is Sheila?

   Thales frowned slightly.

   Glover and Rolf have not woken up until now, and the female boss...

  You guys who are so-called battle-hardened, can’t compare to a pampered eldest lady?

   Shi Lai struggled from the ground to sit up, his tone changed from confused to shocked:

   "Ah! What happened? Who is he?"

   Thales sighed, but he had no choice.

   "Don't panic, Wyana, listen to me," he raised his dagger, alerting Lausanne in front of him, while reminding Shiley behind him, "Go and wake them both up—no matter what method you use."

  Xilee stared, looking at Thales and then at Lausanne II, unbelievable.

   "You are killing them, Your Highness," Lausanne said lightly, "I only promised not to hurt you."

   Thales gritted his teeth hard.

Grass.

   Of course he knows this!

but……

   Thales snorted lightly, and clenched his chin backwards:

   "Hurt? Do you know who she is?"

   Lausanne did not speak.

"I understand."

   Sheila quickly understood the current situation, she took a deep breath and stood up.

   Thales was relieved:

   "Yes, you wake up Rolfe first, I mean that mute, and then let him hurry up and beg..."

   But the next second, Miss Kevin Deere ignored the unconscious Rolfe on the ground, but jumped up, turned her head and ran!

"good luck!"

   In the faint firelight, Xi Lai trotted and walked towards the dark and dark tunnel, not forgetting to wave behind him on the way:

   "Come on!"

   (end of this chapter)