"The reaction of the White Eagle family was faster than we imagined - Tie Ying arrived at Yongxing two hours ago. This will give His Majesty a lot of time to prepare in advance before the news spreads." Zhan En sat elegantly.
On a carriage without heraldry driven by the knight Seychelles.
He uttered the above words with a cold expression and looked out the car window.
Another carriage with the same mysterious identity parked side by side next to them. Both carriages had their windows open to facilitate conversation between their owners.
"But so what? No matter how fast a fish swims, it can't avoid the current. This is the current that Your Majesty is destined to face." A sharp voice came from another carriage.
"But there is something wrong with our intelligence," Zhan En said coldly: "There is an unexpected big shot in the mission... The consequences are more serious than we imagined."
"You want to give up?"
Zhan paused and took a deep breath: "No, no, the plan remains as usual."
There's no turning back, right?
"That's good." Listening to the sharp voice, he said nonchalantly: "The general edict has been issued, and the nobles will arrive one after another in a short period of time. At that time, Exeter's official response
The time has come: mobilizing troops, claiming territory, threatening war - guess how His Majesty will respond? Bear the humiliation, or risk everything to send our country to hell?"
"And you guys are really willing to be cruel to do such a big thing..."
Zhan sighed softly, and then shook his head slightly: "As your clan language - 'power_from_violence.' (power_from_violence.), this is a necessary step. I need to determine your attitude and position - you have always refused to join
'Rising Star', that bothers us very much."
Another voice laughed and said: "It seems that you are very confident in yourself! No wonder - think about it, the young, elegant, and excellent Lord of the Emerald City, the Guardian Duke of the South Bank, Zhane Kelvindir, was
His Majesty has appointed you as your heir! What a wonderful scene!"
"We would like to promise with the honor of our family that your rule in the Western Wilderness will not be shaken, and you can even benefit from the decline of the Northern Territory," Zhan En said seriously and sincerely: "And it doesn't have to be me... the stars may also change.
It’s a system of elective kingship, isn’t it?”
He leaned forward slightly and said slowly and softly:
"And as one of the six, you are destined to be the chosen prince."
There was silence between the carriages for more than ten seconds.
"Okay, from now on, you have my guarantee," the sharp voice said slyly: "If Xingchen reaches that point, there will be no accidents, and the Falkenhaus family will follow the trend."
Zhan gently clenched his fists.
He forced himself to endure the impatience in his heart.
This guy.
Still unwilling to place a bet easily.
Does he think Falkenhauser also has a chance? Or has he simply turned to another company? Cullen? South Trist? Or the most unlikely one, Teback?
"I will remember... Falkenhauser's attitude." The owner of the tricolor iris said calmly.
Although Zhan remained calm, he was very wary of the person on the other carriage: this guy was second only to the fat Guardian Duke of the East China Sea in terms of threat on his list, and even more so than South Trist's.
One-eyed dragon.
The sharp voice laughed again and continued: "What an honor! Future His Majesty Zhan! I heard that you have been disgraced by the Blood Bottle Gang recently? Aren't you cooperating to control the gang? That old guy Cullen just stood idly by and watched.
?”
When Zhan En heard the word "Your Majesty", he frowned and curled his lips secretly: "Thank you for your concern, everything is under control - that's it for today, I have to rush to Fuxing Palace, and you are now
I should personally receive His Majesty's edict at the ruins."
"Without any trouble," the sharp voice suddenly became cold: "Fackenhauser is never absent."
"Very well, Lord Falkenholtz, we look forward to seeing you again." Zhan left the last words.
"Yes," the sharp voice laughed: "I am also looking forward to the reunion of the nineteen noble families in the royal capital twelve years later... Haha."
The two carriages started separately and passed by each other, driving further and further away.
Zhan lowered his head and closed his eyes, gently rubbing the bridge of his nose.
"Sir," Seychelles' voice came through the front window: "Something's not right up front."
Zhan opened his eyes gently.
In the distance outside the carriage, a rapid and strange sharp sound came.
Seychelles let go of the riding whip with one hand, held the sword at his waist, and said in a cold voice: "It seems that a carriage has been assassinated."
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"Hold on," looking at the beggars lying or standing on both sides of the street, Gilbert leaned forward with a calm face, opened a small window in front of the carriage, hesitated, and whispered calmly: "Ji
Ms. Ni, there is something abnormal around us."
Through the small window, Thales could clearly see Jinni's back trembling slightly.
"...Assassin?" She said slowly: "Come for that child?"
For some reason, Thales heard some unstable emotions from Jinni's words.
He also noticed that Gilbert looked at Jinnie's back worriedly.
"Not necessarily." The middle-aged nobleman said softly.
uncertain?
Thales looked at the jc dagger on his waist and was startled when he heard this.
But even Yodel was sure he was an assassin, so why did Gilbert say "not necessarily" to Jinny?
"Be ready to speed away at any time."
"But before they really start, Jinni, be sure to hold still! Don't be afraid! Remember, they are not necessarily assassins." The middle-aged nobleman was solemn, as if he felt that something was wrong with Jinni's words, he
Then he added: "Yordel, the same goes for you!"
"Are you here for me?" Thales asked seriously.
"The situation is unknown at the moment." Gilbert sat back in his seat, stared sharply around the carriage, and said silently: "It is theoretically impossible for your existence and whereabouts to be leaked, but please be prepared for the worst."
"At least seven." Although invisible, Yoder's hoarse voice sounded strangely in his ears: "They are skilled in hiding, well-trained, and arranged on the way to Fuxing Palace."
"I'm ready to speed up at any time. Sit tight." Jinni's voice came, adding a chill to Thales's ears.
"Jini, calm down!" Gilbert seemed to be a little abnormal, he said to Jinni seriously.
Even Thales, the most inexperienced person, felt that something was wrong with Jinni at this moment.
The carriage rounded a corner and drove from the dirt floor onto the brick floor - the Central District was only two blocks away.
At this moment.
An old beggar who was moaning on the ground to their left just now suddenly changed his expression. He used his hands and feet to catch up to one of the horses, stretched out his hand to Jinni, and asked for money and alms.
"Crack!"
As soon as the riding whip was fired, the whole carriage began to shake violently!
Without warning, the carriage began to accelerate!
Gilbert's face changed drastically, and he rushed to the front of the carriage. He ignored Thales's reaction and shouted: "Jinnie, no! Wait -"
But it's too late.
I just heard Jin Ni yelling angrily from the driver's position!
"Come on! Shameless man!"
The riding crop roared angrily, and as Jinni's wrist turned sharply, it hit the old beggar hard!
"Snapped!"
Huge force surged, and a line of blood shot out from the beggar's body.
The old beggar flew five meters away with blood, and dropped a scimitar from his sleeve.
While the stunned Thales was still trying to figure out what happened, he saw a beggar behind the carriage jump up suddenly, holding a dagger in both hands, and roared
"It happened, take action!"
A dozen figures among the beggars and vagrants rushed towards the carriage!
Thales's face changed drastically.
Assassins, more than seven!
Unfortunately, by the time he counted the number of assassins, the enemies had already launched an attack.
The two horses were the first to suffer misfortune. I saw the two assassins rolling past the horses' bellies, and accompanied by the mournful screams of the black horses, blood spurted out.
Under Jinnie's angry scolding and whiplash, the carriage continued to move forward according to its inertia, but then the carriage hit the fallen horses, and the entire carriage flipped sideways!
Jinni jumped up with all her strength and whipped an assassin on the side so that she fell back to the ground.
With a crazy look on her face, she gritted her teeth and pulled out the long sword from her waist. She turned her sword around and stabbed the left chest of an assassin behind her.
"boom!"
The car eventually fell on its side on the road.
The moment the carriage overturned, Thales was hugged tightly by Gilbert. They fell to the window side as the carriage overturned.
Three assassins jumped onto the overturned carriage!
When Thales got up dizzy, he felt Gilbert push him to the side.
"Crack!"
It was not the assassin who took action, but Gilbert. He calmly took out his cane, waved his arm, and completely shattered the car window above his head!
Debris flew into the sky, and the three assassins subconsciously raised their arms to protect their eyes.
Gilbert's cane stretched out like a poisonous snake, and a sharp blade popped out from the tip of the cane. He sent and retracted it accurately. An assassin had already fallen down with his neck covered.
Thales held his head tightly and felt small glass fragments falling around the car.
Two long swords were passed into the carriage and aimed at Thales, but the noble stabbing sword drawn by Gilbert's left hand deflected both of them with a clever move.
"Tsk!" Two sword blades, one inserted into the sofa in Thales' left hand, and the other passed over his right arm, piercing the air.
Thales gritted his teeth and felt the coldness coming from his right arm.
One of the assassins saw what was happening in the carriage.
He then said in surprise: "No..."
But the assassin was interrupted before he could finish his sentence.
Yodel appeared behind the two assassins like a ghost, and the gray dagger sliced across the backs of their necks.
The assassin who lived in rags for two years then collapsed.
"Send him away!" Gilbert roared angrily, blocking the glass that was falling all over the sky, pressing the car and flipping out of the car!
Yoder grabbed Thales's belt and took him out of the carriage.
Amidst Jinni's roar, Thales saw the surrounding situation clearly: under the illumination of the eternal lamp, seven or eight assassins dressed as beggars, pulling long shadows, rushed towards the overturned carriage!
Irrelevant passers-by ran and fled amidst screams and shouts, and the street suddenly became a mess.
Gilbert kicked up a broken fragment of the carriage towards the nearest assassin, then held out both swords, forcing back the knife-wielding assassin on the left.
Yoder's body flashed, slit the throat of an oncoming assassin, and then hugged Thales in his arms.
Just as he was about to enter the realm of shadows, a sudden change occurred!
"嚓——"
A sharp and sharp sound suddenly exploded in the air!
Yoder's hand suddenly let go of Thales.
"嚓——"
It’s a sharp sound with extremely high decibels!
At that moment, Thales bit his back molars in pain, feeling that his head was about to explode at the sound!
hateful!
What is this sound?
He subconsciously covered his ears! But the sharp sound was like a magic sound, entering his brain without any obstruction.
"嚓——"
The sound continued, and both Jinnie and Gilbert seemed to be greatly affected. Their expressions were distorted, their movements were deformed, and Jinnie even scratched her left arm with a knife while shaking.
"Hiss——"
The demonic sound became more and more urgent.
Yodel trembled, resisting the invasion of this magic sound. He lowered his head. Thales knew that he was speaking, but his mind was filled with the grinding sound of the time traveler, and he could not hear it at all.
Thales squinted his eyes, resisting the pain in his eardrums, and tried his best to cover his ears. When he raised his head, he was shocked to see that five of the assassins, who had painful expressions but could move without any hindrance, were all reaching out to their backs.
, took out an instrument and pointed it at him and the masked guard.
crossbow.
Or called crossbow.
Thales felt a chill in his heart. He no longer doubted that this was a carefully planned assassination.
The crossbows all trembled.
No mechanical sound could be heard in the magic sound, but five long black shadows appeared in Thales' field of vision.
The next moment, Thales was thrown several meters away by Yoder.
"Hiss——"
Amidst the tortured magic sound and the strong wind in the air, Thales saw in despair that the black shadow flew towards the masked guard.
Yoder's figure trembled violently in the sudden turn!
No.
Yodel...
Jodel Gatto.
he thought fearfully.
Thales fell to the ground and rolled outward twice.
"Hiss--" The demonic sound is getting closer and closer.
He covered his ears and reluctantly stood up in pain and trembling, but he met a ragged figure face to face.
He was a sloppy young beggar with a delicate and childish face, not much older than Thales.
His lips were open and shaking at a high frequency.
As he got closer, the tormenting demonic sound got closer and closer.
The beggar pulled out a dagger from his waist with a cold look.
Thales, who gritted his teeth and endured the demonic sound, understood something.
Following the instinct he had developed over the past month, he subconsciously pulled his right foot back, raised his left arm, and moved his center of gravity back, forming a standard Northland military swordsmanship style.
One of the three defensive styles, Iron Body Style.
Amidst the demonic sound, the dagger stabbed quickly and pierced his left arm!
The pain came, but Thales gritted his teeth and knew that he had made the right choice.
The young beggar was a little surprised, but then he opened his mouth wide at Thales, and while his mouth and tongue trembled, the demonic voice became even louder!
"Chirp——"
The feeling at that moment made Thales close his eyes suddenly!
He screamed wildly and in vain, almost wanting to dig the eardrums out of his ears!
In the violently shaking air, every cell in Thales' body seemed to start to tremble.
He felt like he was starting to heat up - like food being microwaved.
Stop!
He jerked his arms and instinctively covered his ears.
Stop!
The dagger was pulled out from his left arm, bringing out a stream of blood.
Stop!
Thales stretched his face in pain and fell to his knees amidst the terrifying magic sound.
Stop!
The dagger stabbed his throat again.
Stop it!
At the last moment, Thales opened his eyes in despair and saw the cold-blooded face of the young assassin gradually distorting into another blurry face.
It was a girl with long eyelashes, staring at him curiously with bright eyes.
"Huh? Your name is Wu Feiren?"
"What a weird name."
"My name? Guess..."
The time traveler trembled and reached out to the blurry face.
Excitement and heat hit his heart at the same time.
His left shoulder hurt, and the demonic sound in his ears suddenly rose, covering up the girl's next words, and all he could see was her vague lips opening and closing.
Stop.
He murmured unconsciously.
Stop.
I can't hear her anymore!
Stop.
He stretched out his hand and grabbed it suddenly, as if he had caught something out of thin air.
Stop.
he murmured.
Then.
The magic sound really stopped.
His mind is no longer confused.
Eardrum no longer hurts
The screen in front of me returned to normal.
Thales opened his eyes tremblingly.
The dagger that stabbed his throat was currently piercing his left shoulder.
The owner of the dagger, the young assassin, grabbed the handle of the dagger and knelt down helplessly.
The young assassin fell face to face into Thales's arms, his mouth twitching and his whole body trembling.
Thales looked at him doubtfully.
The young assassin's face gradually turned pale, and he looked into Thales's eyes, which were full of confusion and confusion.
Why?
Thales read this information from his eyes.
Thales panted heavily, enduring the pain in his shoulders, and looked at him in surprise.
The time traveler also wants to know why the assassin with supernatural powers was so murderous just a moment ago...etc.
etc.
This is……?
Thales supported the boy and lowered his head while panting.
In the space surrounded by the bodies and arms of the two people, the traveler raised his warm right hand.
He trembled and looked at the warm and moist thing on his hand.
It was an irregular red sphere.
There are also many tubes inserted.
It seems to be vibrating?
Thales' eyes focused.
He saw clearly.
His gray pupils suddenly retracted!
In Taylor's previous life, his grades in high school biology class were not very good. When he went to college and passed the graduate school entrance examination, his biochemistry knowledge even deteriorated by leaps and bounds.
But this did not prevent him from recognizing what the thing in his hand was.
It is a hot heart that is still beating relentlessly...
Bright red, liquid...
heart.
Its two atriums, with blood vessels unable to absorb blood, were twitching violently.
Thales subconsciously looked at his own chest, and then at the young assassin's chest - but their chests were all intact, without any blood at all.
"Gudong...gudong...dong..."
This heart beats slower and slower.
Getting slower and slower.
Thales was stunned for a few seconds before he suddenly trembled!
The fresh and bloody heart slipped from his hand to the young assassin's knees.
The young assassin's breathing became weaker and weaker, and he seemed to realize his fate as his face turned pale.
"Lucy..." He moaned in Thales' ear, helplessly and feebly.
These were his last words.
Until he stopped moving.
The sound of fighting in his ears finally returned to Thales' channel.
The trembling time traveler stretched out his right hand full of warm blood, endured the pain and struggled to pull out the dagger on his left shoulder, threw it away without looking, and rolled and crawled away from the young assassin.
The body of the young assassin fell limply face down, suppressing the... heart.
His own heart.
What's this?
Am I "out of control" again?
Thales trembled, remembering Yodel who was surrounded and killed by crossbows.
He subconsciously turned his head, but there was nothing beside the carriage except the assassin's body.
Thales' ears, which were still in pain, twitched... and another assassin fell next to him.
The moment the magic sound disappeared, the assassins noticed something unusual in this corner. Under the entanglement of Gilbert and Jinnie, they finally freed up their manpower and quickly came to help.
The assassin who came to help looked at the young man lying on the ground in shock, then looked at Thales, and without hesitation, he flicked his right hand and revealed a hidden sword from under his wrist.
Thales stretched out his hand to jc, thinking about the two options of defense and escape, and their respective possibilities.
Or - he glanced at the young assassin's body - with that kind of force...
At this moment!
Severe pain erupted all over Thales's body from the inside out!
"Forehead!"
Thales gritted his teeth and collapsed suddenly.
It was like someone was tearing his soul apart!
No!
No!
But the assassin ignored his movements and just thrust the hidden sword at him coldly - but at this moment, Thales didn't even care about the danger to his life.
He had never experienced such pain.
It was as if every molecule in the body was roaring in protest!
"ah!"
Finally, Thales couldn't stand the torture-like pain. He screamed and twitched, and watched helplessly as the enemy's hidden blade attacked.
Is that the end of it?
It hurts.
So...it hurts so much
As expected, that kind of power is not...free.
However.
"laugh!"
Just before the assassin succeeded, a tall and slender figure appeared behind him.
Before the assassin could turn around, a long sword struck from the back of his head and pierced his head.
Thales, who fell limply to the ground, raised his head as he lay dying.
A young round-faced aristocrat who was well-dressed and moved elegantly walked out from behind the assassin.
The young noble frowned and wiped the liquid from the sword on the latter's clothes.
The pain fades away like a tide.
Feeling that the pain in his body had subsided, Thales took in a breath with difficulty like a drowning person.
He looked at the noble's shoulder, and his eyes immediately trembled.
There is a coat of arms with a complicated pattern embroidered there.
Thales recognized this coat of arms.
Red, blue, green, three petals
Tricolor iris flowers.
In the distance, a Seychelles knight with fanatical eyes waved his sword, stood beside the exhausted Gilbert, and cut off the head of an assassin.
"Come behind me, child," said the Lord of the Emerald City, the Guardian Duke of the South Coast, Jenn Kelvindir, indifferently and elegantly:
"Murder is not welcome in Everstar City."
This is the first meeting between Thales and Zhan.