Kingdom Bloodline

How ugly is Chapter 400?

Faced with the inescapable questioning, Thales and Quick Rope exchanged a blank, sorrowful glance.

How to do?
This was the only meaning they could glean from each other's eyes.

But there was no answer.

"Ok?"

Ricky urged, "Do you mean you need some 'motivation' like you did just now?"

Recalling the feeling just now, the rope trembled instantly.

How to do?
Faced with the growing suspicion in everyone's eyes, and seeing the fear in Kaito's eyes, Thales had no choice but to bite the bullet and speak: "We..."

How to do?
He poked the rope in the stomach, hoping the other person would have an idea.

The rope shook twice, and he awkwardly took over the conversation: "Um..."

He managed to utter only one word before stomping hard on Thales's foot, urgently seeking help.

Ricky watched their performance with amusement.

Thales glared back at Quick Rope resentfully, then trailed off, "Actually..."

He slammed his thigh against the rope, signaling to hurry up and take over.

Quickstrip glared at him incredulously, then forced a smile and said, "It's like this..."

Ricky laughed.

Smile a lot.

"never mind……"

Ricky waved his hand, shaking his head with an air of helplessness or humor, but a glint of shrewdness flashed in his eyes: "Why don't you tell us everything that happened before you got here?"

"Especially... Dean's whereabouts?"

Upon hearing this, Thales and Quick Rope both stiffened!
Oops.

"You guys seem to be here to do business with Tampa?" Ricky rubbed his fingers together, trying to recall something. "I think it was to help him kill someone?"

The two princes looked toward Tampa.

The tavern owner, Tampa, raised an eyebrow, and chuckled dryly at their pleading looks: "Well, I don't know either..."

Thales and Quick Rope both froze.

However, many people's eyes slowly turned to the burlap sack at their feet.

that……

A human-shaped sack
Thales felt a cold sweat break out on his brow.

How to do?
Soon, Ricky's suspicious gaze slowly shifted.

Turn to the sack.

Oops.

For a moment, Thales's mind seemed to freeze.

Ricky's gaze was fixed on the sack as he slowly spoke, "So, who exactly are you trying to kill..."

At this moment——

"you are right!"

Thales suddenly raised his voice, stood up resolutely, and stood tall with his head held high!
From Ricky to Chip, and then to Russell, Klay, and the masked man, everyone frowned, looking at the unusually behaving teenager with puzzlement and suspicion.

Only the quick rope next to him was staring blankly at Thales standing there: Huh?

But the next moment, Thales stomped on his foot hard under the table!
thump.

Despite the excruciating pain, Kaito's expression turned solemn.

The next second, the rope bounced up!

He straightened up, his body trembling slightly, and said palely, "We certainly didn't end up here by chance!"

Everyone was startled by the sudden burst of speed from the rope, and their confusion only grew.

Thales took a deep breath, conjuring up images of arrogant people from his memory, and said in a low, guttural tremor that only he could hear, "Tch, we've come with a mission..."

He stared directly into Ricky's eyes, which seemed to see right through him, and kept repeating to himself: I can't show weakness, I can't show weakness, I can't show weakness...

gap.

From the moment I started listening until now.

He needs to find a loophole.

Ensure your safety and escape this certain death trap!

"mission?"

Ricky savored the word, squinting his eyes:
"Is it?"

This time, without Thales's prompting, Quick Rope instinctively hugged his arms tightly.

He sneered, looking down at everyone in the tavern with an air of aristocratic arrogance.

“Of course,” the former Prince Exeter nodded nonchalantly. “What, Miss Marina, with your incredibly tragic story, you don’t actually think we’re just two petty thieves picking locks in the dead of night, do you?”

Marina's eyes widened, seemingly unable to believe that the little thief who had just been cowering like a coward was now acting like this.

gap.

Thales said to himself.

gap!

"Russell Vida".

Thales cleared his throat and looked at the suspicious messenger.

Clearly, six years later, with his disguise, neither Ziggs nor Russell could recognize the Star Prince from back then.

This put Thales at ease.

He spoke arrogantly in the tone of someone with a deadpan expression, "You are King Chaman's man, but are you really sure that Dean contacted you first in the desert?"

"Just to capture the prince and take him back to Black Sand Territory?"

Russell frowned slightly, his gaze towards the two men hardening slightly.

Quick Rope glanced at Thales out of the corner of his eye, and the latter understood the meaning in his eyes: Please don't cause trouble!

Thales coughed lightly.

"Dean's mission was never to search for Prince Thales."

"As far as I know, not long ago, Dean himself was not sure whether the target was Thales Star."

Russell moved slightly.

This made both Chip and Ricky glance at the former Baron.

“You’re not one of Dean’s men at all,” Thales said smugly. “Tell me, did you intercept Dean’s intelligence? Or did you bribe his contact?”

Russell frowned deeply.

His reaction gave Russell a different kind of meaning when Chip and Ricky looked at him.

But only Thales knew.

He's gambling.

I'm betting on whether two pieces of information, one from Chaman Lumba and the other from Dean himself, match up.

If not...

Thales swallowed hard.

Russell frowned as he stared at Thales, his gaze heavy and filled with deep doubt.

Thales felt his heart race.

Finally, a few seconds later, Russell let out a soft hum.

"You two," Russell asked coldly, his face grim.
"Who is it?"

well.

The bet was right!
Thales mentally somersaulted!
“Answer his question,” Ricky seemed to have decided to stop suspecting his companions. He turned his attention back to Thales and his companion, and said in a cold voice, “Who exactly are you two?”

As he spoke, the mercenaries stepped forward, their expressions hostile.

The surroundings were immediately filled with hostility.

Even Qianzi put his hands in his pockets and glanced at them indifferently.

The rope jolted.

But Thales held him down.

“Sigh,” Thales shrugged, looking helpless, “Maybe it’s time, quick rope.”

Quick Rope did his best to cover up the sudden surprise and doubt.

The response was changed back to a detached, indifferent one:

"you sure?"

“Hmm,” Thales glanced around and sighed, “It seems there’s no other choice.” Quick Rope’s brow twitched: What?
What choice?

But he suppressed his doubts, shrugged, and casually tossed the topic back to Thales: "Let's do it."

Under the wary and suspicious gazes of the crowd, Thales whistled.

Under the lamplight, he revealed a sinister and malicious smile: "The stars shine, but in the shadows, all is darkness..."

Upon hearing this, everyone in the tavern, including Quick Rope, was stunned!
Almost simultaneously, the faces of those who heard the news turned serious: Ricky gritted his teeth and took a half step back, Russell couldn't hide his surprise, but without exception, everyone held onto their weapons!

"Clang!" "Whoosh!"

Many have even drawn their blades!
Eh?
Something's not right...

Thales jolted awake and quickly nudged the rope!
Almost stunned, Quick Rope had a sudden inspiration and finished Thales' sentence: "A giant... a giant dragon soared in the sky, its wings casting endless shadows!"

These words stunned everyone once again!
Many people abruptly stopped their charge, swords drawn.

Thales finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Thank goodness, if only I had known...

“You guys…” Ricky stared at the two of them in disbelief.

Relaxing, Thales raised his fist, coughed lightly, and chuckled, "That's right, we are the Secret Service..."

Everyone's eyes widened again!
This time, it was Quick Rope's turn to elbow Thales hard in the stomach!
boom.

Thales shuddered, realizing his slip of the tongue, and quickly changed the subject: "...their mortal enemy!"

I almost bit my tongue.

Quick Rope secretly exhaled, vowing never to act with that lisp again.

silence.

Absolute silence.

Before them, almost everyone stared at them with eyes as if they were dead.

Surprised, astonished, incredulous.

The lights in the tavern flickered constantly, reflecting a constantly changing atmosphere.

It's suffocating.

“My name is ‘Saika,’ as you can see,” Thales said coldly, taking a deep breath and crossing his arms beside Quick Rope. “We are from ‘The Dark Room.’”

Quick-wittedly snorted coldly, a hateful smile on his face, and gestured a slight bow to those around him.

"I am a fast rope."

"Dear Ms. Cassan, please give my regards to everyone."

Time seemed to stand still for a moment.

At that moment, Ricky, Ziggs, and Russell all looked incredibly grim.

Several seconds passed.

"impossible."

“At your age,” Ricky took a deep breath, seemingly adjusting his turbulent emotions, and said to Thales, “isn’t it a bit too early for you to become a spy?”

“Heh,” Thales chuckled confidently, “Too early?”

"You may not know this, but Ms. Cassan started taking on missions and dealing with the Kingdom's secret police when she was eight years old."

Ricky frowned deeply, his gaze fixed on Thales without ever relaxing.

"A dark room? How did you get here?" Chisel asked quietly in a low voice.

Quick Rope sneered, as if mocking the other person's ignorance.

"Didn't anyone tell you, my friends from the Shadow Shield?"

Thales, oh no, the new spy of the Dark Chamber, the young man 'Saika', waved his hand and smiled at Russell, whose face was ashen: "Dean is not King Chaman's spy or informant. He is one of us in the Dark Chamber. Your intelligence was 'stolen' from him."

“What Mr. Russell said is not entirely the truth.”

Russell took a deep breath, his expression somewhat grim.

This reassured Thales even more.

It's over.

Thales mentally patted himself on the back.

He made the right bet.

“As for King Charman planting spies in the secret room… don’t worry, it’s just a small misunderstanding between King Charman and Lady Cassand within Exster,” Quick Rope added tactfully, not forgetting to throw a threatening gesture at Russell:

"The lady will soon seek His Majesty's help."

Ricky frowned, his gaze toward Russell no longer the same as before, and even Chip frowned.

“You haven’t answered my question,” Qianzi said in a low voice.

The atmosphere became somewhat oppressive.

Thales blew a breath.

“We’ve lost contact with Dean for a while now,” he slapped the table, nonchalantly, “so we had to come and see for ourselves.”

Quick Rope shrugged and pouted one side of his lips.

"But now that we've heard about your conspiracy..."

At that moment, everyone in the tavern watched them with tense expressions.

Quick Rope raised a finger to his lips and smiled slyly, "I wonder if the Scarlet Witch's 'Dark Chamber' would have the honor of participating in your operation?"

"Or, could you try silencing us?"

Thales added with a laugh, "After all, the only people left who could set up this secret room are the two of us!"

At this moment, Ricky and the others looked even more grim than before.

“The darkroom,” Chip’s breathing quickened, and he turned to Russell, cursing under his breath, “You should have told me from the beginning!”

Russell said nothing, he just gritted his teeth.

Thales and Quick Rope stood side by side, their smiles unchanged.

Unbeknownst to anyone, both of them were simultaneously drenched in a cold sweat.

But that's it.

"thump."

A soft sound reached my ears.

Thales paused slightly.

Everyone was taken aback.

"thump!"

There was another loud noise, even louder than before!
But to Thales, it was like a bolt from the blue!

Without him.

Because of that sound...

It came from near his and Quick Rope's feet.

Following the sound, Thales and Quick Rope, like frozen ice sculptures, stiffened and lowered their heads, then shuddered in unison!
No...it can't be right?

This is Thales, who is stunned.

"Pfft."

Another sound.

But the source of the sound is already clear.

It's that human-shaped burlap sack.

No.

To be exact, one person.

a man.

A man who should have been dead was lying on the ground, clutching his throat in agony.

He crawled out of the sack, inch by inch, from which he had escaped.

The man looked tired and his eyes were unfocused.

But when he looked up and saw Thales and Quick Rope, he slammed his fist into the ground!
Boom!
Filled with resentment and bitterness, the bald mercenary, Big Dean, who had been resurrected from the dead, cursed fiercely: "Damn it!"

For a moment, everyone was stunned.

Both Thales and Quick Rope froze in place.

How grim their expressions must have been at that moment...

It's that ugly.

(End of this chapter)