Kingdom Bloodline

Chapter 55 She's a Nightmare

"It seems my mother has caused you a lot of trouble."

Thales' expression was resolute; he was determined to find out the identity of his mysterious mother.

Li Xiya chuckled dismissively.

"Troublesome?" The alluring high priest walked up to him, her eyes filled with a terrifying light. "More than that."

"She's a nightmare."

Nightmare? Thales was taken aback as he recalled Kessel V's coldness and indifference towards him.

“You should leave, bloodline of the kingdom.” Li Xiya looked down at Thales coldly. “I have seen you. Your mission is complete.”

Thales snapped out of his daze and gritted his teeth, taking a step forward.

"Seranjelana".

Upon hearing the name, Li Xiya suddenly paused, her eyes flashing with a complexion.

Thales took a deep breath and continued, “This is my mother’s name. I don’t know what this name means to you—but whatever kind of person she is, I need to know!”

Li Xiya lowered her head slightly and narrowed her eyes.

In an instant, Thales was surprised to find that all the lights in the room had become even brighter, illuminating the dim stone house.

The once quiet and gentle flame inside the lamp even started crackling and popping!
Is this... divine magic?

He clenched his left hand.

Li Xiya looked into Thales's gray eyes, her brows furrowing more and more.

Finally, she waved her sleeve in disgust.

"You really are a continuation of that nightmare."

"Here's a piece of advice: don't ask your damned mother anything—I'm not going to tell you anything."

Thales stared blankly at Li Xiya.

But he still suppressed his displeasure and said hastily:

"But you've already told me! You told a son that his mother was a nightmare!"

Thales raised his head and looked defiantly into Li Xia's cold, dark eyes.

“I find it strange, whose nightmare is she? Father’s?” Thales asked through gritted teeth, “Or your nightmare?”

Li Xiya's eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp light.

It's not a description, it's real golden light!
The light was so bright that Thales couldn't open his eyes!
Thales was startled and took a step back, raising his left hand to shield his eyes while touching the JC dagger with his right hand.

He felt very uncomfortable under that golden light.

Is this power derived from that so-called goddess of the setting sun?

"Be careful what you say, mortal." Li Xiya, whose eyes shone so brightly that even her pupils and gaze were obscured, spoke with a dignified yet utterly calm expression:

"In this mortal world, no one understands your mother's despicable nature better than I do."

Thales stared at her blankly.

"She is a cold, cruel, treacherous, and insanely obsessed bitch with power and strength."

“Every move she makes has an ugly, unspeakable purpose.”

"Remember my words—forget her completely, or you will regret it one day."

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Thales absentmindedly went up and down several flights of stairs, following Ginny along the path to some unknown floor of the Palace of Restoration.

He couldn't shake off Li Xiya's words from his mind.

Cold-hearted, cruel, treacherous, and cunning?
A fanatical obsession with power and authority?
Who exactly is his mother?

Thales felt increasingly suspicious about his origins.

In particular, the abnormality concerning everything about myself...

Thales gritted his teeth.

Ginny looked at Thales and shook her head slightly.

“Don’t take it to heart,” Ginny said dismissively, “It’s normal that Li Xiya doesn’t like you—that woman has always been stubborn and can’t let go of anything.”

Thales looked up curiously, only to hear the court lady say calmly, "Before she became the high priest, she was engaged to your father."

Thales was startled by what he heard.

"engagement?"

"Yes... for many reasons, they were unable to get married."

Ginny scoffed dismissively:
"Li Xiya—the woman who couldn't live without a man, ran to the Sunset Temple in a fit of anger and served the goddess for the rest of her life."

"So she didn't like me either—the king's mistress."

The boy, who had just heard some big gossip, gaped in surprise. “But so what?” In that instant, Ginny returned to her capable and shrewd demeanor, the first lady-in-waiting of the court gently raising the corners of her mouth: “Why let other people’s opinions dictate your destiny?”

"Even if it is the gaze of a god."

At this moment, Ginny stopped in front of the door of another, larger stone house and gently pushed the door open.

"We're here. It's the same as before. You can go in by yourself." Looking at the stone house, Ginny's original capable and confident expression disappeared, and she sighed dejectedly.

"Only you are allowed to enter this place," the female official said quietly.

"Me—we?" Thales asked, puzzled.

He finally realized that something was off about Ginny, who was standing in front of the door.

But once again, without any explanation, Ginny pushed him into the stone house.

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Yongxing City, West Gate.

"Wait a minute! Is that the Karabyan family's convoy ahead? Is Count Karabyan himself here? Uncle? Is that you, Uncle?"

A group of knights carrying single-winged raven banners rushed from the city gate, catching up with a carriage escorted by a dozen knights. The carriage door was engraved with the emblem of two tall towers and a long sword.

Among the knights with the single-winged raven banner, the leader was a nobleman in his thirties. He spurred his horse and came to the carriage, watching a dignified old nobleman with graying temples step down from it.

"Dele? It's you, the esteemed young Earl of Wingburg from the Cloma family. You actually rode here on horseback?" the old nobleman said gently.

The young Earl of Wingburg, Deler Cloma, smiled: "It would take at least two days and two nights for a carriage to get here from Wingburg, which is simply not enough time. I just rode here on horseback."

"On my way here, I encountered the caravans of the Bozdorf family and the Lasia family. They should arrive in a little while—that way, all the western members of the thirteen noble families will be here."

"But Uncle, it's been a long time... How are Cousin Cohen, Aunt, and Kasa and Qina doing?"

“Cohen has been restless ever since he returned from the battlefield… I arranged for him to work as a guard in the capital… Sigh.” Count Kalabyan sighed deeply as he thought of his old classmate’s tattling.

"As for your aunt, she's still the same, worrying about Cohen's marriage every day—which makes those two little devils in the family extremely happy. They keep urging their mother to hold a ball under the guise of helping their brother find a wife," the old nobleman said calmly.

"What?" Young Cloma was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and said, "My aunt has always been like this. When I came of age, she almost brought half of the girls from the Vora territory with her."

Cloma then stepped forward and whispered, "So, that thing is true—King Nunn's only son died on the stars?"

Count Turami Karabyan of Vora looked at his wife's nephew and sighed softly: "It seems to be true. I just met Count Zemuto of the Aarond family and heard that Exter's messenger has already set off—and their army is gathering."

"The most anxious people right now are probably the Duke of the North and his families."

Kroma sighed, leaned forward, and said with a serious expression, "Will a fight break out?"

Count Kalabyan glanced at his wife's nephew and said slowly, "If there is no miracle, you should ask: how will the fight turn out?"

"Start stockpiling food and prepare to conscript soldiers from the territory."

As he spoke, he stepped down from the carriage, opened his arms, and embraced Lord Robick Dillard, the West City Guard Director, who had come to greet him.

"Long time no see, old classmate!"

Haha, you've gained so much weight!

“This is Earl of Wingburg, and also my wife’s nephew, Dele Cloma, one of the nineteen vassals of the territory who are qualified to receive His Majesty’s general decree.”

"So it's the legendary Cloma, the 'single-winged savior' from the thirteen noble families!"

"You must be Lord Lobik Dira, the 'Horse Slayer' who rose to fame twelve years ago in the 'Wounds of the Fortress'?"

"Ugh, that damn battle..."

After Lobik and Kloma finished their introductions and greetings in Karabyan, a melodious bell suddenly rang out in the distance.

"Boom!"

The bell tolled heavily and long, carrying far and wide.

Earl of Wing Castle, who rarely visited the capital, frowned: "If I remember correctly, this seems to be the Star Clock? Has something major happened?"

Lobik, who had been in the capital for many years, nodded strangely: "Yes, when the Star Bell rings, it means something important will be announced in the center of each district. Usually, it's a royal wedding or a wedding of an important person... but recently there hasn't been anything like that..."

at this time.

"Boom!"

The long chimes rang out a second time.

Lobik's expression changed: "The bell tolls for the second time!"

He said solemnly, "This means that His Majesty will be holding a state affairs meeting in the Hall of Stars in the Palace of Restoration within a few hours."

"A National Affairs Conference? A National Affairs Conference that's supposed to be open to all citizens, regardless of nobles or commoners?" Cloma's face paled. "But the news of the assassination of the Exter delegation is still a secret, circulating only among the nobles. The Star Council is also scheduled to convene tonight, isn't it? Why hold a National Affairs Conference at this time?"

“Yes, the matters discussed at the National Conference will be announced to the entire Star Gathering Plaza, to the entire planet—do you remember the declaration of war in the Desert War?” Director Lobik pondered deeply.

Count Deler Cloma looked at the excited citizens of the capital rushing to Starstreet Square with a grim expression: "His Majesty wouldn't be going to announce the news and declare war on Exter ahead of schedule, would he?"

“Who knows?” Count Kalabyan’s face darkened. “That’s the ‘Iron-Fisted King’.”

"It's not like he hasn't done this before."

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