Kingdom Bloodline

Chapter 87 Your Blood is More Nourishing
Thales's mind paused for three seconds before he resumed thinking.

Here...

A magic user?

What a joke!
Recalling the Air Mage and his "human ball," Thales felt a lingering fear and exhaled, "Thank goodness, it was sealed away..."

Cortina Corleone frowned deeply as she watched Thales' reaction.

Serena, with a big smile on her face, licked her lips and shook her head: "You've misunderstood."

Thales looked up in confusion.

“This mage wasn’t ‘sealed’—he was ‘imprisoned’.”

"The seal is permanent."

“And as for ‘imprisonment’…” Serena looked at Thales’s pale face, pointed to the black coffin beneath his buttocks, and chuckled:
"It can be released at any time."

The voice just fell.

Thales looked down in disbelief at the black coffin beneath him, feeling its icy temperature.

Release it?
The next moment, his face was filled with terror, and he sprang up like an ejection seat with lightning speed!
If Ginny were here, she would probably be very pleased that her training had finally paid off.

He hurriedly jumped off the black coffin, fell onto the snow, and just wanted to get as far away from the black coffin as possible!
"Are you crazy!"

Bewildered and furious, Thales roared at the laughing Serena:

"They actually kept a mage who could be out at any time in... a whole month!"

Serena smiled dismissively:

"What's so special about this? The Corleone family has guarded this secret for over six hundred years."

"Otherwise, why do you think our Queen of the Night would travel thousands of miles across the sea and bring the elite Holy Blood Legion with her?"

"This is the Corleone family, the promise my father made to Queen Bloodthorn, a promise that concerns the life and death of the Corleone family and the Night Kingdom!"

Thales listened to these words in a daze.

His brain started working automatically.

More than 600 years—a dubious figure.

Bloodthorn Queen? That title sounds familiar.

wrong.

On the continent, the heads of state of almost all countries range from Archduke to King, but the only ones who can be called emperors are the emperors of the ancient empires and the final empires, aren't they?

Why would someone be called an "empress"? Could they be an emperor from an ancient empire?

That's possible, after all, vampires have short lifespans...

and many more.

Thales shuddered.

This wasn't the first time he'd heard this title.

Thales's brain unlocked a long-forgotten memory.

That was the muttering of the most terrifying enemy he had ever encountered—the Air Mage.

[By chance, by chance, hehe—I'm beginning to understand the source of Queen Black Orchid's power.]

Bloodthorn Queen.

Black Orchid Queen.

They were all called "Emperess".

Moreover—the life or death of the Corleone family?

Thales frowned in deep thought.

Just then, Cortrina interrupted coldly: "Enough."

"These are all top secrets that cannot be spoken of within the family."

“Yes,” Serena laughed happily, gesturing towards Thales, “but now he knows, what are we going to do?”

Thales felt a chill run down his spine as he watched Cortrina turn to his purple eyes.

Pure, sparkling, captivating, and—eyes brimming with murderous intent.

"You seem to know what a mage is," Her Majesty said coldly. "How unfortunate."

Thales shuddered violently.

"Wait!" Thales looked at the smiling Serena in a panic, then at the murderous Cortrina.

Oops.

No way.

"The secret must be kept," Cortlina said slowly.

Thales' brain began to work at a rate several times faster than usual!
The Queen of Night watched him silently, her right hand beginning to transform into a pure white claw.

"Wait a minute!" Thales cried out anxiously, struggling to free his hands which were tied behind his back.

The next moment, Cortrina's figure disappeared from sight.

Thielston was instantly terrified!
------------

Two enormous, jet-black winged monsters collided head-on in mid-air without any cushioning.

"boom!"

At that moment, even the air seemed to tremble!
The smaller monster jolted violently, groaned, and flew backward.

The larger monster gained the upper hand, and with its fist full of bone spikes and sharp claws, it struck its opponent's left chest with tremendous force!

Blood splatters!

"Do you want to compete with me in strength, Imperial?" Hesta said fiercely in a distorted voice.

Chris roared angrily, clutching the wound on his left chest, and flapped his giant wings to retreat at top speed.

But Hesta had no intention of letting him go.

Hesta's true form is brownish-black, more ferocious and larger than his opponent, with sharper bone spikes and claws, and his jet-black skin is covered with a full set of hard carapace. From a distance, he looks like a heavily armored black warrior.

His thick wings stirred up a gale as he lunged at Chris.

The real Chris gritted his teeth and raised his arm to block.

"Swoosh!" Sharp claws tore open Chris's black right arm.

Blood spurted out again.

“We know each other too well, we all know how this battle will end!” Hesta roared, his fangs bared, his attacks relentless: “Every duel before the throne has ended in my victory!”

He ripped Chris's right shoulder with one claw, and Chris roared in pain as black blood flowed out, soaking Hesta's palm.

Hesta flapped his wings, pinning the helpless Chris down to the ground with tremendous force!
Immediately afterwards, he clenched his right fist and delivered a merciless punch!
"boom!"

With a powerful punch, he slammed Chris to the ground!

Under the terrifying force, huge cracks erupted on the snow.

The snow and dust dissipated, revealing two ferocious vampire figures. The larger one was pinned to the ground.

The burly Hesta pressed his fist against Chris and said coldly, "See, this is how it ends."

"My strength is unstoppable, my armor is impenetrable—the perfect balance of offense and defense."

How could you possibly have a chance?

Chris appeared to be seriously injured; his chest was dented from the blow Hesta had delivered.

But even on his deathbed, he managed to twitch his cheeks and give a bitter laugh: "Yes, I remember, the Nightwing King praised your abilities."

“‘Strength, speed, toughness—the simpler the ability, the more deadly it is.’...That’s what he said.”

Chris coughed up a mouthful of black blood and laughed.

"'Warwing' Hesta Corleone and 'Flashwing' Simon Corleone," the old butler closed his eyes and scout, "leading the Holy Blood Legion's assault troops and scouts respectively, together they were virtually invincible on the main battlefields of the continental war..."

Hesta's expression gradually changed.

“And you are ‘Darkwing’ Chris Corleone, His Majesty’s most trusted strategist and deputy, remember?” Hesta’s face turned cold as he interrupted him.

"With the addition of logistics officer 'Red Wing' Li Corleone, we are the 'Night Lord's Terror Wings'—our reputation shakes the nations of the Eastern Continent!"

Hesta gritted her teeth, trembling as she looked at Chris, her eyes filled with hatred:

"Three hundred years ago, we were His Majesty's most powerful wings, following him across the Sea of ​​Ending and conquering to the other side of the world!"

"In that era, we controlled 20% of the eternal oil quota on the eastern coast of the Endless Sea! And 15% of the East Continent asphalt mine!"

“The five clans of Feast Territory send letters every month, hoping to maintain their status and join the Nightwing King’s ranks! Even the Silver Wolves of Wildmoon Mountain, the Red Wolves of Seri Plains, and the three great orc tribes of the Desert, Glacier, and Black Mountain have sent people to pledge their allegiance to His Majesty!”

Hearing this, Chris sighed sadly, while Hesta gritted his teeth, his ferocious face filled with a chilling aura.

"During the continental war, even the two extreme states of the Eastern Continent, such as Su Ye and Hanbuer, dared not underestimate the Kingdom of Night or His Majesty's power. Filled with fear and flattery, they regarded him as the supreme commander of the allied forces!"

"We once joined forces and crushed Exter's army, along with their pride, beneath Arendburg! His Majesty personally plucked the head of the 'King of Wrath'!"

"In those days, we tore the dwarves' armor and weapons to shreds and trapped the elven army of the Holy Tree Kingdom in Beacon City!"

"In Arendburg, we utterly annihilated the reinforcements from Star and Corns!"

Chris, whose chest was dented from the blow and who was panting heavily, simply kept his eyes tightly closed.

"On the snowy plains of Weilan, we gathered behind His Majesty's banner and engaged in the most magnificent epic battle since the final war with Sara, Kempinski, and Midil—the three most outstanding heroes of the Western Continent, and even in human history!"

"From the final war, that hellish battlefield, until the eve of the Fourth Continental War... we lived and died alongside His Majesty... for a full four hundred years!"

Chris lowered his head and sighed.

“And you damned imperial man!” Hesta’s red eyes blazed with rage and hatred: “You betrayed the Corleone family after His Majesty left.”

"how dare you!"

"Chris Corleone!"

"Without His Majesty's gift of rebirth, his bestowal of a surname, and his granting of power..."

"You're just a lowly lieutenant in the final empire, lying in a pile of corpses, waiting to die!"

"Christamour Linka!"

"Without Your Majesty, you are nothing!"

"How dare you betray him and side with the murderer who killed His Majesty!"

"how dare you!"

The two ferocious true-form vampires were breathing heavily and gruffly, remaining silent for a moment. Suddenly, Chris on the ground coughed up blood and burst into laughter.

“Ah, since we’re talking about that tyrant, there’s something you don’t know,” Chris licked the blood from his lips, raised his dark head, and said with a mocking expression, “Do you know why Nightwing always calls a halt when you have the upper hand in our duels?”

Hesta pulled the other man closer to his menacing face and laughed, "Is His Majesty afraid that you, a weakling, will be smashed to pieces by my fists?"

“No,” Chris’s face hardened.

"I'm afraid if we keep fighting, you'll..."

"Killed by me."

Hesta paused for a moment, then opened his blood-red maw and laughed loudly in his true form's unusually powerful voice: "Kill me? What, with your special corrosive ability?"

He raised his hand, which was covered in Chris's blood: "Your acidic blood... is very effective against others, but unfortunately, it can't corrode my true form armor at all."

"This is absolute defense!"

Chris was restrained by Hesta and didn't reply, only laughing incessantly.

Hesta felt a chill run down his spine.

what happened.

What are his trump cards?
But Hesta still clenched his fist and aimed it at Chris's head.

Centuries of military service led Hesta Corleone to decide to no longer hesitate because of past camaraderie and to prepare to take the other's life.

------------

How long is 0.1 seconds?
Thales will tell you that he can close his eyes and yell out a single word!

And so, the instant Cortrina, her murderous intent fully revealed, vanished, the transmigrator closed his eyes and roared:

"Kevin Deer!"

A gust of wind swept across his face.

Thales closed his eyes tightly and breathed heavily.

"Ha ha……"

He gently opened his eyes.

All he could see was Cortrina's terrifying black claws, an inch from his face.

"What did you say?" Cortrina narrowed her beautiful eyes and said slowly.

I escaped... I escaped a disaster.

Thales was breathing heavily, his voice trembling with tension.
"It was Kevin Deer! It was Jann Kevin Deer who told you that Serena was in the convoy?"

"You know quite a lot, huh?" Cortrina scoffed, her claws slightly outstretched. "Then you're even more doomed."

Seeing his life hanging by a thread, Thales' scalp tingled. Forgetting all intonation, he blurted out the words he had just prepared in one breath, with unparalleled fluency and without a pause:

"He definitely didn't tell you that this convoy was actually an important delegation from the Star Kingdom to Exter, and that there was the sole heir of the Star Royal Family among them. So if you kill me, you'll get into a lot of trouble, right?"

After uttering those words, Thales, still panting, collapsed into a sweaty slump.

Cortina's purple eyes trembled!
“The Starry Sky Royal Family…the heir…wasn’t it…twelve years ago…” she murmured, but then she realized something.

The Queen of Night slowly retracted her claws.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

Applause erupted from the side.

“As expected of my ally,” Serena, who had been watching for a while, clapped enthusiastically. “But…”

Serena smiled and said, "Your Highness Thales, how can you be so sure that she didn't come here specifically to kill you?"

Cortrina's eyes flashed with a fierce light as she turned to Serena, who appeared as a little girl.

"To ensure my safety, starting from the second day I set off, I stopped wearing any nine-pointed star badges or insignia—by the way, you can find a nine-pointed star pin in my upper left jacket pocket." Thales sighed.

Cortina pulled the pin out of his pocket and immediately frowned.

"And this...Her Majesty the Queen, has never shown any intention to kill anyone—she said 'kill them all,' and even the war between the two sides was instigated by you, Celine," Thales said with a wry smile.
“I just figured it out—you twenty people, a group with sensitive identities and elite strength, crossing the sea, how could you possibly enter the country so easily without the support of local forces? And the Star Nobles who have connections with the Corleone family and can provide their family ships…”

"That leaves only Kevin Deer."

Upon hearing this, Cortina slowly exhaled, looking at the nine-pointed star brooch in her hand with a cold expression: "Damn Kevin Deer."

"The friendship between the Corleone and Kevin Deer families, between Bloodfang and the Tricolor Iris, has come to an end," she said slowly.

Thales finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that his life has been spared for the time being in the presence of this powerful queen.

Cortina gripped the pin tightly in her hand and pondered:

"Kevindil's men only told us that the Corleone traitors were in the caravan heading north, saying it was a supply convoy from Starfall to the North, but not that it was the Second Prince's delegation—it seems they did it on purpose."

"After we disembarked, we stayed at their base and didn't even know that Xingchen had a new heir."

Thales's expression changed, and he angrily said:

"Such a big matter is known throughout the entire star system! Don't you guys even bother to check it yourselves!"

But Cortina didn't answer; she simply turned her head away and stopped looking at him.

Eh?
Thales was puzzled—she seemed a little... embarrassed?
“They can’t confirm it!” Serena chuckled. “Cortrina’s power and supporters are all within the Holy Blood Legion—she’s a one-hundred-year-old military queen!”

"Chris has always been in charge of the Corleone family's liaison with Kevin Deer, their covert operations in the Western Continent, and their communication channels... But when he suddenly turned against us and sided with me..."

Under Cortrina's unpleasant expression, Serena happily spread her hands:
"Cortena became blind and deaf to all news about the stars."

Thales suddenly realized: "That's why you chose to seek refuge on the stars."

But then he suddenly remembered something and turned to Cortrina.

“Your Majesty Cortlina,” he said, using a respectful tone, “when did Jann—I mean Duke Kevindir—reveal Serena’s whereabouts to you?”

Cortina stared at him coldly for a while before finally speaking, "We arrived in the Western Continent a little over a week ago and entered Yongxing City six days ago."

“And four days ago at noon, Kevin Deer informed us that they had found traces of the Corleone traitor.” Cortrina’s face was gloomy, but her endearing appearance made her seem like a lovely beauty sulking.
"Their condition was that the information not be leaked, thus protecting the reputation of the iris..."

“We must kill all of Serena’s companions.”

"From children to the elderly, leave no one behind."

Serena was shocked: "Ah, if I had known you had such an agreement, I wouldn't have gone to all this trouble..." But then she realized, "But that makes sense, if that woman from the Extreme Realm were here, you probably wouldn't have been able to kill him either."

Thales lowered his head and sighed.

When did the Duke of Iris decide to kill?
Even if taking action at this time would allow them to sever all ties with the Corleone family afterward, it would inevitably leave traces and cause endless trouble, wouldn't it?

Why would Jenn do something so obviously unwise?

That morning, Jenn met with him, and after a few probing questions—which now seemed to be about finding Serena's whereabouts—his attitude suddenly became extremely strange, and he brought...

Thales' eyes lit up.

"Is it that old soldier?" Thales looked up and asked slowly.
"He was probably unconsciously subjected to some kind of tracking method."

“You don’t need to chase our convoy, because Jenn knows that Jenard will do everything he can to keep up with me, and you just need to follow this veteran.”

"The distance is so great that even if my guards set up a lot of scouts and sentries, they will not be able to detect your presence."

“Once you’re far from the central territory, far from the lord’s fortresses you encounter every now and then, and into the sparsely populated birch forest,” Thales concluded with a sigh, “you can then make your move.”

Kotalina's eyes lit up:
"For a short-breeding species, especially one of this age, you are very intelligent and quick-witted."

“Right, that’s what I think too.” Serena interjected with a smile, only to be met with angry glares from Cortrina and Thales.

“Well, since we failed to achieve our goal,” Serena shrugged helplessly, then revealed her small fangs, “I’ll just have to do it myself.”

The next moment, Serena's small hand transformed into crimson claws, baring its fangs, and pounced at Thales at lightning speed!
Thales jolted, but with his hands tied behind his back, he could only push off with all his might, retreating backward on the snow.

"Pass!"

Snowflakes explode!

The cold snowflakes stung Thales' face, making him close his eyes.

Thales opened his eyes and saw Serena's tiny red paws a few feet in front of him.

This time, however, she was held tightly by Cortrina.

“From the very beginning, you’ve been trying every trick in the book to lure me into killing him,” Cortrina said coldly. “Even now, do you still harbor any illusions about the throne?”

Little Serena grinned: "What, is it not allowed?"

"I'm first in line to inherit, one place ahead of you, who's second!"

“Very well,” Cortrina said coldly, raising her other hand. “Anyway, I’ve given up hope of capturing you alive.”

"Then I'll just put my ranking directly..."

Cortrina roared and plunged her claws toward Serena's heart!

"Become number one!"

Laura, standing beside Serena, simply watched coldly, showing no intention of intervening.

But in the next moment.

Something happened that left Thales utterly shocked and dumbfounded.

Serena, who had appeared as a little girl, suddenly seemed to grow up, her body swelling and tearing off all her clothes, transforming into a stunningly beautiful woman with red eyes and silver hair, almost as tall as Cortrina.

This alluring beauty, with a captivating smile, easily seized Cortrina's pure white claws!
Cortina bared her fangs and roared angrily, instantly unleashing another sharp claw.

But this attack of hers was anticipated by the alluring beauty, who caught it tightly!

"Still so weak when you're boxing, you crybaby." The glamorous beauty giggled, her body trembling with laughter.

Thales was jolted awake!
"Ugly-faced hag!" Cortrina said angrily and hatefully, "You born imposter!"

"You...when did you recover completely?!" Thales stared in shock at the alluring beauty with red eyes and silver hair before him, and cried out in disbelief.

"That's impossible! You, you only drank my blood twice!"

“Oh, about that,” under Cortrina’s serious gaze, the adult version of Serena gave him a seductive smile:

"Your blood is quite nourishing."

Today, my editor said to me, "Let's set a small goal for this book's performance!"

An ominous premonition arose spontaneously.



(End of this chapter)