Kingdom's Bloodline

Chapter 666 Safety Rope

Thales took a deep breath and carefully:

"Can I ask..."

But Sheila chuckled:

"Did you know, the Karabiyan sisters who are close to you, the demon twins from Volra, or, in other words, the singing and dancing twins—"

"Actually, I'm not familiar with them..." Thales defended in a low voice.

But Hillary ignored him and said to himself:

"—They are considered the best among the leading ladies in the entire South Bank, noble, gorgeous, presumptuous, flamboyant, deviant, leading the trend. Many young ladies want to climb up their relationship and enter their circle, but few people Know: the demon sisters' friends, only they are each other."

Thales thought of Kai'Sa and China, and couldn't help frowning.

"And I'm the only one who doesn't buy them," Hilley said with a twinkle in her eyes, "Actually, I told them to get away."

"Good job," Thales said helplessly, "I don't have such courage."

"No, it's not like you don't have such guts," Heila looked at him with a dazzling gaze, "you don't have to, Your Royal Highness—do you dare to yell at your captain of the bodyguard and tell him to get away? ?"

Captain of the babysitter?

Thales raised his head, looked at Mallos who was standing not far away, and was speechless.

"Of course," Sheila turned her head, "when they were kids, their favorite thing to do was to shove me, make up bad things about me, call me nicknames behind my back, and those silly girls with empty brains who only knew how to smirk after them. Hey, haha..."

"But you are Kevin Deere, daughter of the Duke."

"So what?"

Sheila sarcastically said:

"Bloodlines, surname, status, dowry, these things are all for my future husband."

She was a little lost:

"That's a game you've got a right to play, not ours, unless I'm someone's wife so I can wave and cheer after you guys play this game and pretend you're playing it too—like everything in the world Like an unmarried daughter."

Thales thought of Miranda and frowned:

"Maybe, well, not all."

Sheila narrowed her eyes.

"Yes, not all," she approached him, her eyes threatening, "but does it matter?"

Thales shook his head quickly:

"No, it doesn't matter."

Sheila snorted coldly.

"So, what's the difference between a duke, earl, viscount, baron, lord, knight, or the daughter of a merchant, a farmer, a craftsman," Shiley sneered, "in the end, it's not about changing to someone else's surname, or at least letting Children follow other people's surnames. In this era, the daughter of a peasant household may rise rapidly, and the daughter of a duke may also marry a high-ranking family."

"Normally not," Thales only felt unnatural, but he couldn't tell where the feeling came from, so he could only try his best to divert the topic, "The marriage of the duke family has to consider the interests, and so is the name of the family. A kind of profit."

Sheila glared at him:

"I'm not here for a politics class."

Thales bowed his head in embarrassment:

"Feel sorry."

On the stage, Origi finally closed his eyes in the arms of his lover, the chorus sounded, and the play gradually came to an end.

"Mothers have told me that one of the favorite things for ladies to do at banquets is to compare a woman's situation before and after marriage. And the most popular conversation point, um, of course, is so-and-so being a young lady. Shi Jinzhiyuye was arrogant, but in the end he married a useless and unpromising rotten man. After marriage, he became a cheap wife, a poor wife, and he borrowed jewelry and clothes to attend banquets-they would be high and low according to your husband's status, and use this for pleasure."

Sheila sarcastically said:

"If a duke's daughter, like me, marries an ineffective husband, oh, it's even worse, they will be crazy, every year the queen will tell it, and tell it to herself as a family heirloom. His daughter-in-law, granddaughter-in-law, granddaughter-in-law listened, and it was written on the epitaph until it was brought into the grave."

For some reason, Thales suddenly remembered the story of "The Smart Queen" Roseanne that Miranda told him.

"So every woman wants to marry a high-ranking woman," Ciel glanced at him. "It's better to marry a prince, so that when you become the talk of the dinner party, you won't be envied, at least you won't be laughed at. "

Thales just felt embarrassed.

"But tell me, Your Royal Highness," Ciel said coldly, "Whether they talk about my marriage and my husband with ridicule or envy, does it make a difference to me?"

"In contrast, I'd rather be talked about by them because of being a ghost, at least I made those props myself."

At that moment, Thales only felt that Shi Lai's eyes were extremely sharp.

"I understand." He said with difficulty.

"you understand?"

Sheila smiled.

"I'm very suspicious, Thales Jinxing, when you came to the Emerald City with all the courtesy and back, claiming that you were coming to marry me," Miss Kevin Deere shook her head, "you really Do you understand me, understand the problem I'm facing?"

Thales was silent for a while.

"No, not at all, maybe never will," the prince sighed and shook his head, "but I hope I can."

Xilee gave him a deep look and stopped talking.

The drama came to an end, and the curtain call began. The actors of "The Butterfly Transformation" stepped onto the stage one after another to receive applause and applause from the audience.

But at this moment, Thales looked down from the top and noticed an acquaintance who was in charge of his security (or surveillance) affairs. As long as Thales went out of the palace these few days, he had to stay by the prince's side. Caquere vigilante.

At this moment, in the dim theater, Caquere was hiding behind a curtain and talking to another well-dressed audience member. similar.

Thales frowned, he stood up and leaned against the railing, pretending to see the actor's curtain call clearly, but in fact calling for the crime of the prison river and listening to Caquere's movements.

"I don't understand, what has to be said now, so I have to say it here?" Officer Caquere's voice was somewhat dissatisfied.

"I want to say it elsewhere!"

The audience turned his back on Thales, but his voice was very familiar to the young man: "But look at you, Sergeant Caquere, the prosperity is not what it used to be, where is there time to have a drink with an old friend? Can't I just come here to find you?"

"We've stopped dating for a long time! There's no money to borrow you to gamble," Cacquere said indifferently and refused, "I'm on official business, no matter what happens, I'll wait for me to get off work - no, I'll talk about it after my shift. "

The security officer turned around and left.

Just when Thales thought that this was a scene where some poor relative came to ask someone to borrow money, the audience said coldly, which made the prince's nerves rise:

"Diop's case."

Kaquere was stunned.

In the senses of hell, Thales heard the audience take a deep breath: "The Judgment Hall, including the Guard Hall, they want me to be the defender of the dead."

Cacquere slowly turned around, with a cautious tone:

"Really? That's a coincidence."

Advocate...

Thales remembered something and instantly recognized the identity of the audience member.

"What a prank, they want me..." The audience snorted, "I read the dossier and checked the court records of the debtor Lord. Diop was not killed by him, nor was he killed by robbery, right? "

"So what? We all know what you're capable of, Manny, it's not over to convict that lord - isn't that what they're looking for you for?"

The man called Manny sneered:

"Stop pretending, Caquere, no one else knows, we all know what Diop does! You must have received money from him, right?"

Kaquere was stunned for a moment, then became nervous:

"I, I don't know what you're talking about..."

Thales frowned even more.

But Manny shook his head:

"Don't worry, I'm not here to supervise the clean government. But listen, I went to the barber to buy news for the case a few days ago, and I heard that the gangsters are very restless and arrogant recently..."

"Hey, what are you worrying about, the two gangsters, one red and one black, will not be fighting each other, as long as they keep their guard up, don't be stupid enough to hit the streets, and then make enough friends—"

"No! Listen to me!"

Manny paused and lowered his voice:

"Two guys in the Blood Bottle Gang died 'accidentally', very close to Diop's death..."

Officer Caquere wondered:

"Which two guys?"

Manny took a deep breath:

"I don't dare to say, I suspect I'm just thinking too much, I hope so, I hope it's just my occupational disease, but, but..."

Manny grabbed Caquere's arm and pulled him an inch closer to the corner, as if it would protect them a little tighter:

"Looking at the fact that I helped you write a report to avoid disasters in the past, and also helped you get rid of the crimes of the few men who made troubles, Caquere, you just need to tell me one sentence, one accurate word: who killed Diop? no……"

The man called Manny stretched out his hand nervously and pointed upwards.

In the detection of the senses of hell, Kaquere's breathing became heavier.

After a few seconds, the vigilante raised his face:

"Listen, Manny, for old love's sake: don't ask **** about things you shouldn't know, it's nothing."

Manny gasped:

"Is that true? Damn it, I knew it, I knew there was something wrong with this case..."

"Manny."

"It has something to do with the second prince, right? The Duke is in the same boat as him..."

"Manny..."

"But they are big men fighting, why should they implicate us..."

"Manny!" Caquere scolded him, his voice very serious.

Manny shuddered.

"So, you go home, have a glass of wine, lie down, do something happy, and work as usual the next day," the vigilante softened, and he patted Manny on the shoulder, "Think about it. Your son, your wife who is still in the country, and your parents..."

Manny shook again.

He laughed reluctantly: "Yes, yes, yes, you are right, Kaquere, old man, I can't panic, I have to keep calm, I still have a job..."

Manny turned tremblingly, merging into the standing ovation of the crowd.

And Caquere's guard was expressionless, watching his back go away.

On the second-floor box, Thales clenched the railing in front of him and took back the crime of Hell River.

What did ??the man—the defense attorney Slimani, who was defending before Thales and Jenn in the trial court not long ago—knows something about Diop’s death.

Thinking together, the teenager looked at Slimani who was in the crowd, and turned to Mallos subconsciously:

"Thor—"

But halfway through, Thales noticed: Wyah, Nehi, Morgan, Itariano, and the Star Lake Guards were all surrounded by people from the Emerald City—from the staff of the guard hall to the guards of the Emerald Legion.

Not to mention the strong guards standing in all directions in the theater.

is much tighter than before.

Thales was worried, so he had to shut his mouth, and returned an apologetic smile to Mallos who cast him an inquiring look, indicating that nothing was wrong.

A face came up to him:

"You're not watching the curtain call."

Thales was startled and fell back to his seat: "Ah! Damn it! Hilla!"

The prince ?? was taken aback and asked Miss Cecilia, who had unknowingly been in front of the railing, angrily:

"Where did you come from?"

But Shi Lai narrowed his eyes and shook a drawing board the size of a slap in his hand:

"What do you really care about is the person who just talked to Caquere?"

What?

The person who spoke to Kaquere...

Thales looked at Slimani on the first floor and was amazed.

"you--"

"How did I know?"

Xilei looked towards the first floor: "Although you were staring at the stage just now, it was very much like when I was in class when I was a child - and when you came back to your senses, the first thing you looked at was Caquere and his friends."

Ah?

Thales blinked in amazement, but didn't react.

Why is this guy's power of observation...so fine?

But before he could think of how to justify it, he was attracted by the drawing board in Shiley's hand:

On the drawing paper, a handsome young man leaned on the railing and looked ahead, but he seemed absent-minded and preoccupied.

"What is this?" Thales said stupidly.

"Your profile sketch," Xi Lai shook the drawing board, and the handsome young man on it vibrated back and forth, "When you were just staring at the stage pretending to be -- look, understand?"

Well, it looks quite similar?

Thales subconsciously reached out to pick it up, but Hillary retracted the drawing board with a swipe, like magic:

"Sorry, not for you!"

Thales came back to his senses and frowned:

"How can you do this?"

Sheila shrugged.

"So, the guy who talked to Cacquere just now? What's wrong with him?"

Damn.

Thales got a headache.

"He's...should be the defender in the Diop case."

Xile's eyeballs turn:

"And you just called your nanny first, and then shut up in time, because you were worried, because no matter who you send to chase that person, you may repeat the same mistakes, but you can't hide from Jane's eyes and ears and startle the snake?"

Damn, he hates smart people.

Thales sighed, but then had an idea:

"You, Hilla, do you have a way to draw everyone's attention and let my people bypass Jenn's ears and follow him?"

Thales rubbed his hands shyly:

"You know -- misguided?"

Xilei looked around, and also had a panoramic view of the guards—whether it was Star Lake Castle or Emerald City.

"No, no, don't think about it."

Miss Cecilia was decisive, making Thales' hope in vain.

But after just a second, Shi Lai smiled:

"But well, I have a better idea."

Looking at Miss Kevin Deere's smile, Thales suddenly had an ominous foreboding.

"do you like me?"

"What?" Thales was surprised.

"Want to date me?"

"What?" Thales repeated with wide eyes.

Xile narrowed his eyes: "Wrong answer, do it again."

Again?

Dating?

In that second, Thales reacted instantly and was terrified:

"Oh no."

Xile nodded, smiling the same:

"Oh yes."

The next moment, before Thales could react, Hillary stood up and waved to Mallos:

"Hey babysitter!"

nanny?

Everyone was stunned.

"Yes, it's you! The babysitter! The one who is the most attractive!"

After a few seconds, Mallos took a deep breath, maintained a calm expression, and stepped forward under everyone's strange eyes.

"Your Highness, Miss?"

Thales just wanted to speak, but Hillary covered his mouth:

"Oh, I'm going out on a date with His Royal Highness Thales, two people, um, private."

Sheila narrowed his eyes and raised his voice:

"You, you won't let people disturb you?"

Ah?

Wiya and the others turned their heads together with wonderful expressions.

Mallos looked odd, casting a questioning look at Thales.

Thales' eyes widened, he smiled awkwardly at Mallos, dragged Hillary aside, and lowered his voice:

"This, if we leave the team for action..."

"Jane won't suspect that you're doing a little trick, because I'm the one who dragged you out." Xilai said with confidence.

"Yes, he's just angry, very angry... wait, that's not the point!"

"Yes, the point is that we get ahead of everyone, find your target, and ask...whatever you want to ask."

"That's not the point!" Thales gritted his teeth, "I'm the prince, you're... Ms. Kevin Deere, what if we leave the brigade and there is an accident?"

I had an accident and the kingdom has no queen.

You have an accident, and Jenn will probably make the kingdom without a queen.

"There are 'accidents' every day, and everyone has 'accidents'," Shi Lai shook his head, not paying attention, "but often those who are afraid of accidents are most likely to have accidents."

"No, you don't understand..."

"Oh, are you afraid?"

Thales was stunned for a moment, he turned cold and shook his fingers:

"No, don't use such a low-level radical, I won't be fooled."

"Are you so afraid of going out on the street by yourself?"

"No, it's not a question of whether I'm afraid..."

"Tsk tsk, poor little prince, I dare not leave the house without a guard."

"I-I'm not arguing with you about this, we must have a better way than going into battle in person..."

"But you want to avoid Jenn's surveillance and avoid the same mistakes as yesterday, right?"

"Yes, but..."

"Right now, three lives are lost, maybe more, and we're still in the dark about the battle," Sheila sighed. "You don't like this, do you?"

"That's right—hey, that's what I said!"

"My brother said, did you return the original words you like best?"

"I don't like it - don't learn this from him!"

"Are you coming?"

"No, I, I am the heir to the kingdom, and it matters a lot..."

"Yes, it's too important, presumably before you were born, the stars didn't exist, right?"

"You—no, there are so many people behind me, once something happens to me..."

"Forget it," Hillary snorted coldly and gave up persuasion, "You can stay with your nannies forever, Little Princess Thales."

Thales' expression changed.

Sheila turned and left, shaking her head disdainfully:

"I go on my own."

Thales stretched out his hand, but didn't stop her, he could only watch Xi Lai walk out of the box:

"No, wait..."

Thales sat back in his seat and rubbed his head in pain.

Damn!

After a few seconds, he made up his mind, took a deep breath, and called Mallos.

"Thor, do you remember the five moves from the main hall to the Jackal Tower in Star Lake Fort?"

From the main hall to the Jackal Tower…

Mallos glanced in the direction where Hille was leaving:

"Yes?"

"Then do you remember the fifth move?"

Mallos was slightly startled.

"You mean, go through the window and go to the roof?"

Thales smiled, and then said carefully:

"Now, I might, might, probably, or, um, need that tiny little...safety rope?"

"safety rope?"

Marios understood something, and his expression instantly turned cold.

Thales looked at him guiltily and embarrassedly, rubbing his hands subconsciously, only to feel that the captain of the personal guard in front of him was like a black cloud, "That, you, do you have it?"

Mallos turned his head again, looked in the direction where Hille was leaving, and then looked at Thales.

"If I had a choice, Your Highness," the watchman said blankly, "I would say no."

Thales smiled carefully, the smile was extremely ugly:

"Then you, hey, hey, do you have a choice?"

Mallos looked at him coldly, just like in the Star Lake Fort, looking at the silly dog ??who always ran to chase the birds and chase the cat:

"no."

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