MTL - Kingdom’s Bloodline-Chapter 49 Gale will start

Chapter 49 Gale will start

Tyles gave a soft finger in his heart.

Start.

"Lord Hansen," Tyres hesitated. "I ran to Red Square Street that night. I ended up in a chess room and met a blue geek."

Mora nodded and smiled to encourage him to continue.

Partially true.

Can't lie.

Tyres repeated in his heart.

"He said that there is no one who can talk to him. I want to see his ‘chess.’

"After reading it, he suddenly gibberished and said that they had beaten humans, but they lost." Tyres showed a scared expression.

Connect the truth of the part to the truth that Morat knows.

You can avoid this "humanoid lie detector."

"Then he went crazy, he wants to make me a ball!" Tyres shuddered and took a nap.

"Child, it's okay, you are safe - then?" Morat looked at him comfortably, encouraging the boy to continue.

"I feel so scared, it's so uncomfortable, I can't breathe." The memory of Taylors returned to the red square street that night, the feeling of suffocation, just like the experience again, it is very real.

Until now, he did not lie - Morat felt the emotions of Taylors.

After experiencing such a thing and living in the hands of that disaster, this child is really not easy.

Tersser shrank and held his arms around his body.

"At the end, I heard him faintly saying that he had found someone who was 'out of control' - and that they were getting fewer and fewer people after the end of the war."

Morat’s look was finally solemn.

out of control?

It seems that the new magician is only in the first stage, not yet...

"Who?" The Black Prophet asked dignifiedly: "Child, did he say that? Who is the "out of control" person?"

Thales shook his head and shook his head: "The geek didn't say it - he just said very proudly that he would lead that person, and that person could not refuse him!"

"Then Jodel appeared and stabbed him a sword."

Morat exhaled a breath, and there was a mad man in front of him, screaming at himself before killing.

It seems that Jodel did not hide.

Morat exhaled breath from his nose, and the wrinkled ugly face was slightly pumped.

Taylors exhaled a breath.

Part of the truth - it seems that I am confusing, no, the play continues to play.

"--Josell said that he will not die, and will come back after ten years." Tyres added with a trembling.

"Lord Hansen, they said that you know the most, is this true? The geek will come back?"

Morat had a lot of troubles. At this time, he nodded in a perfunctory position: "Yes, no sword is not complete, only seal the magician for a short time."

"But please be relieved, the Kingdom Secret will not let him approach you." The Black Prophet frowned, and his mind had already flown outside the Judith Hall.

The purpose of tonight has been reached.

First, from the mouth of Jorde confirmed the news of the gas magician, but also obtained an additional reward - the existence of the new magical master.

Second, I saw the heirs of the future of the stars.

Third, he left a deep, unforgettable impression of his age.

“Thank you for your frankness and cooperation,” Morat said with a deep sigh. When he looked up, he was already serious and serious: “Please be prepared.”

be ready?

Taylors has some doubts.

Morat gave him a deep look and nodded: "The time is a bit difficult to grasp, but I have a hunch, just recently."

I only heard his hoarse but hoarse voice, echoing in the aristocratic ballroom:

"His Royal Highness."

At that moment, the boy opened his mouth and was shocked!

Temple... Your Highness?

so……

But Morat didn't mean to explain it. I saw him waving a black robe and turned away.

“噔——噔——噔!” The sound of the crutches slammed in rhythm.

Taylors finally recovered.

"Wait! Lord Hansen!" He stood up from his chair and shouted at the back of the black prophet: "The three children in the XC area, and the news of the bartender..."

"They are still alive. It seems that some people sheltered them in the Brotherhood." Morat kept his feet and did not return to his head.

He has more important things to do.

"But, can you tell me --" Taylors chased two steps forward, anxiously speaking, and he wanted to know more details.

"They are all my friends -"

"Children!" Morat's voice suddenly rose, stopping Tyres.

"You are not a king, not even a prince! The blood of the comet!"

"When you become the heir to the stars, wait until you become strong enough to talk about protecting them. Otherwise, these pasts will one day become your weakness." The black prophet approached the door, and the old voice sounded. It seems to be full - no?

"And my 60 years of secret experience tells me - the only way to avoid letting the enemy smell your weaknesses." Morat stopped and turned back with a sly smile.

Taylor’s heart glimpsed.

"It's just to put every weakness on the body," Morat raised his hand slowly, and in the wrinkled smile, he squeezed his fist: "Destroy completely."

"Do you understand? Not your Highness...His Royal Highness?"

Taylor looked at him with a sly look.

Morat turned again and patted the door.

The guards outside the door neatly opened the door, revealing the anxious figure of Gilbert and Ginny outside, and the mask guarding Jodel stood alone on the other side.

The first two were anxiously looking over, and Ginny even ignored Morat directly and rudely strode across the hallway to Taylors.

"Don't worry, three," Morat laughed and said, "There is a good heir in the stars."

"One day, the kingdom of the kingdom will become his arm and use it for him."

Gilbert frowned and looked at the black prophet in front of him and turned him across.

"Loss Hansen!"

At this time, the tales in the hall suddenly opened!

"What about you? Have you eliminated your weaknesses?"

Morat glanced, and he looked up and looked at the little boy on the other side of the hall.

At that moment, Taylors suddenly felt that the incomprehensible black prophet had an inexplicable emotion.

"Of course," in the eyes of the people, the Black Prophet, Morat Hansen slammed the ground:

"After thorough, one does not stay."

Then he left the Judith Hall.

Only one side of Jodel, pinching his fists unknownly.

"Ms. Ginny, Mr. Gilbert, I am fine!" Ginny and Gilbert, who were smiling and inquiring, shook their heads. Taylors turned to Jodel and said seriously: "Speak up, there is something for me." Do it first."

In the frowning eye of Gilbert, and the surprise of Ginny, I saw the seven-year-old boy sticking out his right hand to the mask guard who had just returned.

"Jordan! I need your guard," Taylors said firmly.

"Please **** me to the room of Ms. Serena Corleone."

——————————————————————————

"No heirs?"

"This is said to be from your mouth with only one daughter. It is also appropriate." Katherel kneel down and put his arms on the table, and exhaled a breath.

"I rushed for two days and two nights - almost only a few minutes slower than the letter crows - not to ridicule you, Kay." Val also spoke in a bad tone, full of warrior-specific straightforward and rough: "Although I would love to see you rolling down from the **** throne."

"If things get to the worst, how are you prepared in the north?" Kessel didn't care about Val's tone. He lowered his head and moved his fingers on the map of the western continent on the long table.

"The Broken Dragon Fortress has entered a state of emergency," the Duke of Aaronde took off his chain gloves and threw it on the table: "But Sonya repeatedly stressed that the 300-strong standing army of the royal family and the 500 militia recruited locally were not enough to deal with. The wrath of the dragon... she needs reinforcements."

"How many?"

"In terms of the war potential of the three Grand Dukes in the south of Exeter, she also needs at least 8,000 well-equipped, well-trained soldiers to ensure that the fortress is not lost. If we want to ensure the safety of the road from the North to the Central, It will cost 15,000 people. In addition, there will be a thousand skilled galloping cavalry, which can be used as a light ride, and the best in heavy riding, to ensure the ability to respond beyond Gucheng."

With the words of Val, Kaiser frowned.

"I know that some lions have big mouths, but you have to admit that she is a bit reasonable - Broken Dragon Fortress has been broken once. And Exeter is better at us than winter, the three big men who are bordering us. I have been recruiting for several years."

"I have already convened my vassals one night before departure. Within ten days, they will lead the soldiers to constantly reinforce the fortress, plus my direct army, at least 5,000 people, including three hundred cavalry - of course The quality is not guaranteed.” Vale took off another glove and put his hands on the lamp to warm it.

"Not just the three big men." Kessel stood up silently, went to the window, and looked down from the towering Fuxing Palace. To the Lijing mine in the Three Kingdoms of the South Bank, since the "Fortress Peace Treaty", they waited for this day for too long, not to mention... it also involved the heirs of the dragon gun in the cloud."

"So this is inevitable, Kay. Send your messenger and sharpen your sword at the same time." Like a warrior, more than a noble aristocratic castle, Val, smashed the red hand, biting Dental track.

"So, the scene really left that sentence?" Kaiser V is deeply stunned, and the sky-blue pupil reflects the night view of the kingdom: "If the stars are there, the eternal eternal remains?"

"Yes, it’s your damn, **** family motto.--Although I blocked the news, you know the ability of the darkroom. I guess, when Nun Wang gets the news, at least on the bright side, he will start to mobilize the vassal. And the army, otherwise it would not be able to appease his lords. If you take the potential of the war in Exeter," the Duke of Val Allende snorted and took his hands off the lamp, his face was not pleasant:

"--I still suggest that you first summon the direct vassals of the central leadership, and then prepare to summon the major lords, even the repairing Kadell family in the South China Sea Islands will be mobilized. Once the war broke out, from the sacred kingdom to the sacred The Principality of the Principality, the City of Steel and the Freedom League, and even the night of the East, launch all our allies."

"But things are still far from the last step," Kessel looked at the night scene of Wang Du, and gently squeezed his fist: "Nun Wang is not a hot boy."

"Do you think there will be a chance for a peaceful settlement? You know, it is far from the problem of the sentence!" The Duke of the Northland was full of anger and slammed the table: "There are people who want it to happen on both sides, So this happened to his mother!"

The two were silent for a while.

"Hey," Kessel snorted, bowed his head and sucked into the breath of winter: "You said, if Midier is still there, what will he do?"

"How can I not communicate with you?" The unwelcome Vale stood up in anger: "Is it still stupid if you sit on the throne? Now is not the time to remember your sage brother, Kay! Our country, our land, our people are facing the threat of war!"

"You thought why I came back! You know how much I hate you! But when you are in trouble, when the stars are in trouble, the oath is, the honor is taken, the whole north will stand behind you - this time In front of you!"

Kessel stared at Val, staring at the companion he grew up with, and he didn't move.

"I have already rushed back, just in front of you! I heard that Cullen's old sword is also ill in Yongxing City. The kid of Kevin Dil's family is not far from the place. Lincheng arrived. Only Falkenhaus and Tebak, the ruins and the Mausoleum City have a distance, and need to be an urgent order to summon. We will get six of us, and the thirteen families will come to us."

Vale glared at the supreme king.

"It's time, Kay."

"Promulgation of the Stars General Order."

"The nineteen nobles will once again gather in the kingdom and fight for you."

"Fighting for the stars."

The little climax is about to begin.

To——1 book shortage 1 and cm4.15:

Thank you for your ticket and the book review!

The reader's request for more is a love for the work and recognition of the author, which makes the sword very happy.

But without a sword scratching his head, he still feels that quality is the first and money is the second.

No sword style, not too accustomed to filling too much water (destined for a lifetime of T_T), in fact, in recent chapters, no sword feels very water, a little annoyed to myself, can only reluctantly refuse to add more requirements.

By_the_way, (Ha Lazi) Thanks to the chord of the breakpoint and the glory of the tail pattern, the two masters are rewarded!

If you have time, you may wish to add a group: 397147168

Have you read the book and watched the two or three kittens in our group?

(End of this chapter)