After hearing the secret revealed by Li, Thales got over the initial surprise and calmed down.

"According to what you say, not only can you not be blamed for today's disaster," the prince said in a doubtful tone, "but also the Bright Star royal family should be blamed for not taking good care of the source blood, so that Lausanne II became a vampire, causing endless disasters?"

"I have absolutely no intention of doing so," Li Gongjin replied, but his scrutinizing gaze never left Thales, "But with this clue, Your Highness must be closer to the truth behind the killer than we are."

Thales frowned.

How cunning.

This old guy threw the mystery back to me along with the clues to solve it, and explicitly and covertly abdicated Corleone's responsibility.

But this trick did work, and Thales couldn't help but wonder:

Lausanne II, this unblinking killer returned to the Kingdom of Stars after many years, not just to avenge an old grudge against the Blood Bottle Gang.

How did he get the blood that should belong to Crown Prince Midir?

What is his relationship with the Bright Star royal family?

At this moment, Li suddenly turned his head and looked down the tower naturally:

"The younger generation of the Houllier family has made war with the other party."

Thales took a deep breath, cleared more doubts from his mind, and forced himself to return to the present.

"Thank God," he raised his telescope and finally found the target. "They were shooting on the roof, at least I could see it."

Although Yannick and Lausanne II were fighting at the same speed, Thales could not see anything except the flashing figures in Mohu.

"However, Your Highness should be careful."

"Because Yannick might not be his match?"

Li shook his head.

"As far as we know, this Yannick Houllier has been the leader of the family at a young age. He specializes in instigating power and taking advantage of opportunities. He is deeply trusted by the 'ghost mother'."

As for the "ghost girl" Vesantria Hollier herself, she is an old member of "Unyielding Night" and the leader of the rebellion against the Kingdom of Night. Even His Majesty Nightwing must be wary and fearful but also loves and hates her.

troublesome character.

Li thought so and kept talking:

"In your opinion, why did the Hollier family, who have lived in Feast Land for a long time, choose to visit the Emerald City at this time?"

Thales' thoughts moved.

For the Jade Celebration?

To see the prince?

To deliver a letter to the ugly-faced woman?

Thales thought of his encounter with Yannick at the competition banquet.

"For 'balance'." He said calmly.

Li nodded lightly:

"Since it is for balance, will he really do his best as you wish?"

Thales frowned.

Of course, you know that.

A voice in the prince's heart told him:

In fact, Yannick already knew the truth.

This elegant vampire had long seen the filth beneath the surface of the Emerald City, and guessed that a fellow vampire was secretly hunting in the city. That's why he left those meaningful words at the battle banquet:

[...The Emerald City is undercurrent at the moment, and there are a lot of dirty things here.]

But he, the acting master of Huanxin Court, the young vampire of the Hollier family, was indifferent and even happy to see the outcome.

He waited for the day when the ruler of the Emerald City - whether it was Thales or Zhan - would suffer and be anxious.

in exchange for greater returns.

The problem is, Thales...

The voice in his heart said faintly:

How can you take advantage of this?

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Ding!

Metal clashed, and the swords of the two men on the roof rotated back and forth. The attack and defense were so fast that it was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, leaving only an unclear phantom.

"Don't you find it strange, child? You have always refused to accept the identity of the vampires and refuse to join them and be used by them..."

But during the fierce fight, Yannick's voice was always gentle and calm:

"Then why do the Corleones still keep you? Why don't they just kill you -"

An exquisite sword move suddenly appeared in the dizzying state, interrupting Yannick immediately!

The vampire councilor who was caught off guard grunted, quickly retreated, and appeared on another roof.

"They tried."

Lausanne II raised his head, his face as white as a corpse and lifeless:

"They can't do it."

After saying this, he showed his badly damaged long sword:

The blade of the sword was stained with black blood, dripping from it.

Yannick frowned, and he slightly released his left hand that was holding his abdomen: the wound was extremely deep, and black blood was pouring out continuously.

Damn it, how on earth did he thrust out this sword?

If I were still an ordinary human being...

But Lausanne II frowned slightly when he saw this scene:

Off the mark.

That sword should have gone straight to the heart.

"Can't do it? Oh, Prince Philip, who was once invincible, thought so too," Yannick quickly raised his head and put on the standard smile of a diplomat and parliamentarian again, "until he was overturned by Lenley Corleone.

It turned over the throne and became an old story in the history books."

Lausanne II did not answer, or in other words, he answered with action:

The killer jumped forward, and the sword light rose again!

Can't he wait any longer?

Yannick complained endlessly. He couldn't wait for the wound to recover and was forced to challenge again:

What's going on in the world today? Shouldn't experts respect each other and at least let their opponents finish their sentences?

clang!

With swords blazing across the sky, Lausanne II charged in and pursued him without hesitation, while Yannick retreated and dodged without hesitation.

The Vampire Killer's body movements were slightly inferior to Yannik's, but his superiority was due to his excellent swordsmanship. Every blow landed at a key point that the opponent had to guard against. Within a few rounds, Yannik was hit by the sword again and retreated ten meters away.

!

This time, Yannick did not have such a good posture. He knelt down on one knee while his body was shaking:

A horrific, flesh-riddled wound stretched diagonally down from his right shoulder, even cracking open his collarbone.

Almost.

Lausanne II shook the black blood on his sword and was not satisfied:

It's still a little short of that and you'll be able to win.

"Just like this," the killer said softly, "They are afraid of me."

The filthy people in the Kingdom of Darkness - especially the old guys who have lived for thousands of years - are selfish, greedy and afraid of death. They are afraid of his swordsmanship, his superpowers, his determination, and even more afraid of him.

He has accumulated countless killing experiences over the decades (how many people have those old guys killed? Who did they kill? Farmers walking home at night? Bloody food shivering in a small dark room? Respect them and respect them.

A human blood servant who loves and fears?).

In short, they were unwilling to pay a high price to kill him.

"Afraid of you?"

Yannick couldn't help laughing when he heard this. He was currently trying his best to repair the severe injuries on his shoulder and neck, and it was a little difficult to speak:

"Poor child, you were, you were deceived..."

Lausanne II raised his eyes and stepped forward without any delay.

And you are going to be killed.
To be continued...