Kingdom’s Bloodline - v3 Chapter 727

Chapter 727 Inhuman

In the new suburb, Catherine the “Phantom Blade” in a cloak sits crookedly on the roof, leaning against a chimney that looks precarious.

She clasped her broken arm tightly, stroking the wound that was blocked by dead flesh and bone after the ability took effect.

Accompanied by bursts of phantom pain, countless fireworks exploded in the distant night sky, reflecting the whole city in colorful and gorgeous colors.

In the alley at the far end of the line of sight, a young man in exaggerated costumes and funny makeup returned with a tired face. Against the background of the fireworks behind him, he dragged his suitcase full of props and moved to the door of his house with difficulty. The heavy place took out a thin purse and stroked it back and forth. Only then did he muster up the courage to push open the door with anticipation and apprehension.

Katherine squints, counting the beat.

one two three.

As expected, a few seconds later, the lights in the room were turned on, and at the same time another old woman’s reproach sounded, filled with words such as “copper plate” and “what to do”.

Catherine sneered in her heart.

Damn, how many years.

The urban area is getting bigger and bigger, but the money for odd jobs in the city still hasn’t increased?

It’s your fault that Emerald City is getting richer and richer.

But the smile in her heart gradually solidified.

It’s unbelievable, not long ago, she was still in a corner of the capital—the dirty underground world where the nobles would hold their noses and didn’t want to get close—the eldest sister who responded to everyone, with a lot of energy, connecting all directions, when she frowned and opened her mouth, even the general Xungui and municipal officials also had to be polite, even the chief of the security department in Xicheng, who was a war hero, had to be cautious.

Even a ruthless character like Heijian Qincha had to sit down and negotiate with her under pressure, make concessions to her, and obediently spit out the fruits of a night of war.

But that’s the point.

Because no one knows better than Catherine, where the power that makes her respond to everything comes from, where the lucrative and lucrative business comes from, and what is the foundation of the respect and prestige that others cannot match.

So, when the call of “Ning Yinyou” came, she had no choice.

No matter how reluctant she was, she had no choice but to leave overnight, returning to her hometown, the past, and the Emerald City.

Back to the place she spent her entire life trying to escape.

After all, she didn’t want to make the same mistake that Turnbull and Red Viper had made—the former’s soul returned to the prison river and took a free ferry, while the latter ran away with his head in his arms and could only eat leftovers.

However, until now…

Catherine felt a dull pain in her severed arm and lower abdomen, but she didn’t change her face, and didn’t seem to notice it—just like when she was beaten with a cane by the nuns in the poorhouse.

Now that she has lost everything, she is as depressed as a homeless dog, and can only hide in the place she hated the most and was most used to when she was a child, lingering on her last breath.

Pray to see the sun tomorrow.

Catherine clenched her fists instinctively.

But after a few seconds, she realized that what she was squeezing tightly in her consciousness was the hand that she had lost long ago.

But that’s the point.

Is not it?

Catherine let out a breath, let go of the imaginary hand, and clenched the remaining fist.

The rules of this world are like this, everyone is climbing, coming and going, up and down, those who can keep up will advance, and those who can’t keep up will fall.

Someone always climbs up, someone always falls down.

And she’s used to it.

Just like her grandfather, his legs and feet were too slow to walk, and he was lost among the rebellious soldiers—who knows if it was the cruel and brutal rebels, or the defeated soldiers who fled from the Kingdom’s own family, or even the waves of Qin Wang’s army heading to the front line, anyway, it’s the same, passing by In the place where nothing will stay—in the team, there has been no news from it.

Just like her mother, in the messy refugee camp, she was sold to a group of soldiers who were also “hungry” by her father at the price of two pieces of bread. She was dragged away in shock and numbness, and never returned.

Just like her father, he hesitated for a while about the transaction price because he had filled his stomach. He couldn’t sell her to another “good family” before Catherine secretly sharpened the blade in his hand, so he went early After crossing the prison river, you will be relieved of pain.

Just like her younger brother, he didn’t notice the push behind his sister, so he fell, and couldn’t catch up with the carriage of the poorhouse to take the orphans into the city, and finally didn’t have the blessing to enjoy the city’s lords and wives. I was moved by the kindness and generosity of Star Kingdom, and the generosity of a spoonful of porridge for three days.

Just like Nadia, after the girl realized how much a good priest who was generous and kind and would give the girls an extra spoonful of porridge every day cared about their “bodies”, she didn’t have the guts to use the sharp edge she handed to her. Blade, in the end, hanged himself alone under the statue of the setting sun goddess, and got his wish and went straight to the kingdom of heaven.

Just like the good priest, after expressing to him the sadness of the death of his best friend and the fragility in need of comfort, he became very kind and compassionate and volunteered to make an unknown “late night confession” for her, and eventually lost his reputation And the future, of course, and the nose.

Just like the pretty girl she shared the room with when she first joined the Blood Bottle Gang.

Like “Dogtooth” Bot.

Like Turnbull.

Like…

Faces flashed in front of my eyes, vague and real.

The next second, the wound in the abdomen was painful again, causing Catherine to frown slightly.

Phantom Blade shook his head, left the memory and returned to reality.

No, someone always climbs up and someone always falls down.

Catherine sniffed and forced herself to curl up the corners of her mouth, revealing a decisive smile.

If you climb up, then continue to climb, if you fall down, then go on your way again.

Until you climb to the top and reach the finish line.

Just, could she make it to the top? Does this road really have an end?

Or is it enough for her to climb up and not care about other things?

Suddenly, Catherine felt something in her heart. She stood up slowly while leaning on the chimney, and turned her head.

At some point, a strange yet familiar figure appeared on the roof not far away, facing her from afar.

Flickering under the fireworks.

Catherine’s pupils shrank, her breath condensed, and she subconsciously drew the knife!

But she quickly understood what was happening and paused.

“Fuck,” Catherine sighed, let go of the handle of the knife, and put down the hood, “you still found it here.”

The masked uninvited guest remained motionless, just staring at the flames in the sky.

“You should run for your life, little knife.” He said softly.

God knows how much she hates that old nickname.

Catherine snorted coldly:

“Exact words, Turnbull’s dingoes.”

Lausanne II chuckled lightly.

He turned his head slowly, looking at the abandoned sentry tower not far ahead.

“I know, it’s a trap.”

Catherine’s expression changed.

But she was the boss after all, so she quickly adjusted and laughed loudly.

“of course!”

She waved her single arm, thumped the chimney beside her, and laughed loudly:

“I knew you would come! Even if you knew I was doing it on purpose! You knew I wanted to kill you! Ha!”

Phantom Blade’s laughter spread in the night sky, but the surrounding dwellings were quiet and there was no sound.

Lausanne II did not speak, and the eyes behind the goggles looked at her quietly.

Damn it.

Katherine clenched her teeth.

“But do you really know who you’re up against?”

Lausanne did not speak.

“I’m not talking about his status and power! But from the Blood Bottle Gang to the Kongming Palace, he seems to have predicted everything, calculated everything, and took the entire Emerald City as his own in just a few days and let it be slaughtered! You Do you know how scary he is?”

Lausanne II laughed, he shook his head:

“I’ve faced scarier ones.”

Or, followed.

Kathleen’s smile disappeared.

“Your temper is still the same as back then.” Huan Ren put away his smile and pouted, “You don’t look like a qualified killer.”

Phantom Blade’s eyes moved, intentionally or unintentionally:

“More like those sour knights.”

Hearing this word, Lausanne II’s eyes moved.

“You don’t understand me.” He said hoarsely.

“But someone understands,” Huan Ren coldly snorted upon hearing the other party’s answer, “Do you know who it is?”

This time, Lausanne II did not speak again, he slowly reached out and held the hilt of the sword.

Catherine’s complexion changed drastically!

“etc!”

She took a few steps back, looking around anxiously:

“Don’t you want to know what happened back then? How did Turnbull fail?”

Lausanne II paused for a moment, he shook his head, his smile getting colder:

“In no mood.”

Catherine couldn’t help but choked.

“Do you want to know who betrayed Turnbull back then?”

The killer still gave the same answer:

“In no mood.”

Catherine felt anxious and said loudly:

“It’s them!”

She patted her chest with her single arm, breathing heavily:

“They want you dead! They want Turnbull dead! They want the Vial Gang to be obedient again! And we’re just, we’re just doing errands, running errands, and hands-on work!”

“I know,” Lausanne II was unaffected, and slowly drew his sword, “I will strike quickly.”

Katherine began to really feel the tension.

“But you, you don’t want to, don’t want to ask ‘them’… don’t you ask who are those big shots?”

Lausanne II chuckled.

“I came back for them.”

Katherine swallowed.

“You can’t beat them.”

“I know,” Lausanne II drew out his long sword completely, “I knew it a long time ago, even before the Blood Bottle Gang.”

This is a new long sword, made of high-quality steel and finely polished.

Catherine was in a hurry:

“Then why…”

The next second, Lausanne II was erratic, leaped over a roof, and rushed towards her!

At that moment, Catherine’s hair stood on end!

“Black Sword!”

Lausanne II paused.

I saw Phantom Blade take two steps back, gritted his teeth and screamed loudly:

“You don’t want to know, you don’t want to know why you and Turnbull lost to him back then…”

“Did you lose to Hei Jian, who is only super-strength!”

——

“Your Highness was joking.”

Li’s eyes were indifferent, without any fear:

“I came across the sea from the Eastern Continent, and I live in a foreign land. Apart from a few servants of the younger generation, I don’t have a single soldier. How can I make waves and overthrow the Emerald City?”

Yannick on the other side let out a mocking hum.

In the distance, near the center of the city, bunches of fireworks shot up into the air, illuminating the Kongming Palace above the giant rock.

Between light and darkness, Thales stared at Li, nodded slightly, and smiled slowly.

A second later, the prince turned around and faced the suburban houses under the tower again.

“Wyah!” he yelled.

Footsteps sounded, Wyah came to the tower, and saluted the two foreign guests politely and cautiously.

“Your Highness?”

Thales didn’t look back, just waved at will:

“Tell the two distinguished guests what you found.”

“Me?” Wyah was caught off guard.

“Yes, it’s you,” Thales put his arms on the tower, feeling the cold wind at night, “After all, you are the one who finally discovered the truth.”

This sentence made the two blood races look at Wyatt at the same time, and the latter couldn’t help being surprised.

“Yes. Good night, my lords, I, I am Wyah Castle. So, where should I start, right…”

Wyah swallowed, and hurriedly took out his notebook.

“Your name is Caso,” Li interrupted him softly, with a cold light in his eyes, “That means you are the son of Gilbert Caso?”

Huai Ya paused when he heard the words.

Yannik smiled upon seeing this:

“Oh, the famous ‘Cunning Fox’, the one who was one step away from the Prime Minister?”

Wyah was silent.

Two distinguished blood clansmen waited for his answer under the moonlight, one with indifferent eyes and the other with a mysterious smile.

A few seconds later, Huai Ya numbly took a deep breath, forced a smile, and replied politely:

“Yes, two, my father is…”

“He is my attendant.”

Thales interrupted them coldly:

“Exactly, the chief aide.”

Wyah was stunned for a second, and looked at Thales in surprise.

But the prince didn’t look back.

He still turned his back to them, staring at the outside of the tower wholeheartedly, raising his binoculars to observe from time to time, as if nothing happened.

The two vampires didn’t answer, but the way they looked at Wyah changed.

“Listen up…”

Wyer—the prince’s attendant took a deep breath, closed his notebook resolutely, and raised his head.

“We, the Star Lake Guards, have met and fought against the target tonight—also known as Lausanne II, who is most likely the former ace killer of the Blood Bottle Gang—more than once.”

The moment the words were spoken, Wyah suddenly realized:

Turns out he didn’t need notes at all.

“But every time, besides pain, he left us with more questions.”

The two guests looked at each other, Wyah paused, straightening out his thoughts and logic:

“First of all, there is no doubt that Lausanne II is highly skilled and unfathomable, otherwise it wouldn’t have caused us such a headache…”

Huiya discovered that everything he wanted to say had actually been repeated countless times, unconsciously transcending pen and paper, and firmly engraved in his memory.

No prompting required.

Don’t say anything.

Even if he is not a genius with a photographic memory like his father.

“However, in actual combat, he showed ups and downs from time to time. We have guessed the reasons for his unstable strength: old injuries, age, medicine, special finishing power, and even abilities, etc., but we All wrong. We missed the most important, but also the least significant point.”

“Which point?” Yannick asked.

But Wyah didn’t explain too much, but continued directly.

“Secondly, in addition to the world’s top swordsmanship, Lausanne II also has a terrifying ability, which he calls ‘Evil Whispering’, which can make people lose consciousness and fall into past memories, which is hard to guard against.”

Yannik’s eyes moved:

“A mind-affecting ability, interesting.”

Wyah shook his head:

“But the strange thing is that his control of this ability is not fine, it can even be said to be extremely rough, and even conflicts with his own swordsmanship, several times.”

Yannik glanced at Li on the other side, but Thales still kept his back.

Wai Yayi continued:

“Third, in order to avoid his pursuit, two of my comrades once hid in an abandoned sewer that no one knew about, bottomless, and more like a labyrinth, but they were still caught up by Lausanne II.

“According to Lausanne II himself, it was the people in the sewer who were talking too loudly, and he heard him on the ground—it was so outrageous that it seemed to be bragging.

“We suspected moles in the sewers, and we suspected it was the blood bottle gang’s tracking hounds—but it turned out that the blood bottle gang’s kennel had been destroyed before then, the guards were all dead, and all the dogs in the cage were released. Walk.”

Wyah sighed:

“How did he do it?”

This time, neither of the two guests spoke.

“Fourth, Lausanne II’s outfit is very special. No matter when and where he is, he is always in black from head to toe, with a mask and goggles on his head, and he even stops from time to time to dress up when he is in action. Good mask, tidy hood…”

Wyah paused for a while.

“At first, we guessed that it was the assassin’s habit, and also guessed that he might want to cover up his body features and hide his identity. But later, everyone knew his name, and he still wore it correctly.”

Huai Ya’s eyes sharpened:

“So I suddenly thought, is it possible that the dress is not for hiding identity, but for other, more important reasons?”

The two guests remained motionless, but Wyah could no longer care about them:

“Fifth, and the most tricky, weird, and incredible point: Lausanne II’s unusual physique.”

The attendant remembered what he had seen and heard, and was worried:

“The first time we fought against him, he escaped with several arrows in his body, but he was alive and kicking the next day; the second time we fought, he was sieged and scarred, but he could still fight fiercely for dozens of rounds without losing the wind; the third time , he was blasted from head to toe by a large amount of crystal fireworks, but the next day he was able to join the generals to fight with swords; for the fourth time, he was tricked into drinking the rare strong poisonous alcohol in the world …”

Wyah sighed and looked at the houses in the darkness:

“Of course, what is the result of the fourth time, I believe we will see in a while.”

The face of the attendant changed:

“But as far as I know, in the circle of underground gangs, only the leader of the Black Street Brotherhood enjoys this strange legend of invulnerability and immortality.”

At this moment, Thales, who hadn’t spoken for a long time, suddenly spoke:

“It’s just a legend.”

The three of them were slightly surprised by the prince’s interruption, but quickly returned to the topic.

“I couldn’t figure out the answers to all the above questions, so I had to ask around and brainstorm.”

Huai Ya seriously said:

“Until a senior former police officer of the Royal Capital sent me the file of a serial murder case in Yongxing City decades ago.”

Serial murder case.

Yannick frowned slightly.

The prince’s attendant glanced sharply at the two guests:

“And the answers revealed in this dossier almost answered all the questions.”

There was a long silence on the sentry tower.

Until Earl Li slowly turned his neck and asked a word:

“everything?”

——

“you.”

Lausanne II stopped on the nearest roof, a few steps away from Catherine.

After a round of fireworks was set off, the night sky in the Emerald City became quiet.

The whole city is brightly lit, but here is the only one that is not in the dark.

“Because you betrayed us.”

Lausanne II said softly.

“You and Fogg, you leaked the attack plan—we ambush Black Sword, and it became him ambush us.”

So, we lost to our own people.

Catherine frowned upon hearing this.

“You know it’s Fogg? Impossible, then you still have to deal with him—” She quickly figured it out, extremely unwilling, “Wait, that’s why that old hat who raised fish betrayed me, and with Red Viper Mix together!”

Fogg, that double-faced coward.

Thinking of this, Catherine couldn’t suppress her anger.

One day, I will feed that old hat to the tank of piranhas he raised!

Lausanne II shook his head:

“He’s not you, Knife.”

Fogg is a person.

And you.

You are just a knife.

Katherine took a deep breath.

“Well, even so, even if he was prepared to ambush you…”

She raised her head slowly, forcing herself to smile:

“But do you really think that Heijian made a breakthrough in front of the battle, performed supernormally, and defeated you with dignity? Killed Turnbull?”

Lausanne II frowned slightly.

What?

Catherine sneered:

“Didn’t you feel it that day when you fought Heijian?”

Phantom Blade tutted:

“That kind of unconscious erratic lightness, confused and confused perception, ups and downs of emotions, excited spirit, and between the fingers…” Catherine described, and she began to tremble uncontrollably, “Slightly imperceptible trembling. ”

Behind the goggles, Lausanne II’s pupils slowly dilated.

“That kind of trembling is normal for ordinary people, but fatal for swordsmen.” Catherine gritted her teeth and subconsciously hugged her severed arm tightly.

Lausanne II lowered his sword.

He looked quietly at his hand holding the sword—it was in a straight line with the blade, solid and steady, without trembling, like a frozen lake without a single ripple.

but…

“‘Sunshine’.” Lausanne II said the answer softly.

“right!”

Catherine beat the chimney hard:

“Yes, it was the ‘Sunshine’ who killed the boss of ‘Dogtooth’ back then—but aren’t you surprised?”

Her tone changed, gloomy and mysterious:

“Back then, you were self-disciplined, kept things simple and kept things simple, and your diet and daily life were in order. In order to keep killing people, let alone drugs, you didn’t drink alcohol or tobacco, let alone before you set out to act?”

Katherine opened her eyes wide:

“Why and where did you take in ‘sunshine’?”

Lausanne II clenched the hilt of his sword, and his expression was difficult to distinguish under the mask.

“Don’t you think about it, the day you set off to kill Heijian, or even the days, weeks, and months before that, what did you eat and drink?”

Catherine continued to speak, her vocal cords bewitching:

“Have you never doubted it for so many years?”

Suspect…

Lausanne II repeated in his heart.

“Dogtooth first, then you,” Catherine sneered, “Aren’t you surprised?”

strangeness…

Lausanne II was breathing in a trance.

Catherine smiled, very relieved:

“And when you came back, didn’t you try to find her?”

she…

Lausanne II did not speak.

Phantom Blade narrowed his eyes:

“Then do you know where she is now?”

The next second, Lausanne II turned around, the sword flashed like lightning, and the night thundered!

Ding!

With a crisp sound, he blocked a hidden weapon with his long sword.

But at the same time, with a few swishes, more hidden weapons struck him from the night sky!

trap.

Because he didn’t know the details, Lausanne II no longer blocked rashly, but turned his feet continuously, jumped onto another roof, and dodged all hidden weapons in an instant.

Snapped! Clap!

I saw the hidden weapons hitting the ground, the wall, and the roof, making crackling noises and shattering one after another.

But at that moment, Lausanne II’s complexion changed drastically!

Not right.

Something is wrong.

Lausanne II subconsciously covered his mouth and nose under the mask!

This smell is…

yes…

The next second, he knelt down on one knee, gasping for breath!

The liquid splashed from the concealed weapon—actually just a glass potion bottle—splashed everywhere, overflowed the roof, and dripped down the eaves.

But Lausanne II’s breath froze.

No.

impossible.

Shock and fear appeared in his eyes, like a beast seeing a natural enemy.

impossible!

No, no, no…

At that moment, the organs, tissues, and structures in Lausanne II’s body, every unit, every corner began to tremble!

They struggled, roared, and rioted…

Trying to get out of his grasp.

No!

“Hahaha, I already knew your details.”

Catherine kicked away a broken medicine bottle under her feet, regardless of the pungent smell of the liquid inside.

“About how you changed from a hard-boiled tough guy killer,” she gritted her teeth viciously, looking at the trembling opponent who was covering his head tightly, “to an incorrigible coward.”

Coward?

No.

No! !

Lausanne II struggled desperately, writhing, resisting his body to the death.

Listen to me, listen to me, listen to me…

But they, they, they had never been so strong, roaring and scrambling to crush his will.

no no no no…

In the bottom of his heart, he spoke to them almost pleadingly.

please…

Not now, not…

The killer’s vision began to change color.

turned into that brilliant and terrifying bright red.

With a clatter, the long sword dropped from his hand, and it rang loudly on the roof.

Don’t.

please…

Finally, Lausanne II raised his head in pain and fear.

Looked at Catherine who was smiling all over her face.

There is only one thought left in my mind.

escape.

Run away!

——

“In the past few weeks, what people have seen is that Lausanne II has committed several **** cases in the Emerald City, such as the deaths of wine merchants, wool merchants, and defenders, including the death of the chief police officer, which point to obvious major cases, even Used by Federico to accuse the duke…”

Wyah has a serious expression:

“But at the same time, in places that people can’t see, in the gray areas and dark alleys of the city, there are still many unremarkable murders: the victims are mostly outlaws in gangs, scattered in twos and threes , once made the Blood Bottle Gang think it was a gang fight.”

Speaking of this, Huai Ya changed the subject:

“But it’s just these inconspicuous ‘gang homicides’, but there are more doubts.”

Yannik was thoughtful, while Li Ze’s eyes were cold.

Thales held up the binoculars and looked at the scenery outside the tower, but he took a deep breath after hearing the words.

“First of all, most of the victims disappeared when they were sporadic—the murderer didn’t make much fanfare, but he didn’t seem to want to cover up too much, and the corpses were found at least the next day, and most of them were beyond recognition when they were found. , illegible.

“However, it’s not just the Blood Bottle Gang: Here, in North Gate Bridge and New Suburbs, on the territory of the Black Street Brotherhood, some gangsters have been attacked and disappeared one after another. It’s just that compared to the Blood Bottle Gang, the local leaders of the Brotherhood are more aggressive. It’s ruthless, just suppress the matter.”

After Huaiya finished speaking, he looked at the two guests.

“This is no ordinary gang fight.” Yannick said softly, frowning slowly.

“of course not.”

Wyer nodded seriously.

The attendant took a deep breath:

“Decades ago, the serial murder case in Yongxing City caused panic, but it was successfully solved in the end. After finding the clues, it only took two police officers—one of whom was a trainee—to catch the murderer in one fell swoop.”

He stared carefully at Yannick Houllier from the Feast Leader:

“The former king Eddie even sent a letter of credence for this, seriously questioning the leader of the banquet—the chairman of your council, Marvolo, immediately wrote back and apologized, claiming to send someone to deal with the matter and hunt down the fugitives of the family.”

Of course, before the envoy of the feast came to intervene, the police officer solved the problem, and the murderer was tied to the rack and died in the open air.

Thales didn’t turn around, but just nodded.

Yannik sighed:

“I was sleeping in the tomb at the time, and I heard something after waking up. There is no doubt that it was a tragedy, whether it is for your country or for us…”

Wyah interrupted him unceremoniously, as if they had long forgotten their identities:

“But everything recorded in that case is almost everything that Emerald City has experienced today!”

Yannick was not angry, just bowed silently.

Huai Ya took a deep breath, waved his hand, and pointed at Haoyue:

“It’s nothing else that causes Lausanne II’s strength to fluctuate, but the weather!”

Thales saw with satisfaction that the two guests listened quietly without saying a word.

“When the red sun is high, Lausanne II is unwell and his movements are limited. It is not a super-level choice to try his best,” Huai Ya’s eyes widened. His physical strength and strength, coupled with his unparalleled swordsmanship, make him difficult to defeat even in the extreme.”

“And among so many fights, the only time he voluntarily escaped was indoors,” Wyah said, drawing a bow. “Our archers shot through the windows from outside the house, and shot down the sunshade curtains.”

“That’s why he has to be dressed that way—during the day, he needs adequate shade, like a head-to-toe black cloth, to protect himself from the sun.”

Wyah paused.

“As for his abilities… I found someone who knew him in the Blood Bottle Gang back then, and confirmed one thing: Lausanne II, or at least, the killer Lausanne II who was a dozen years ago, has no abilities.”

Yannik’s eyes moved:

“There were no supernatural powers more than ten years ago? That means…”

Wyah nodded:

“There is no doubt that he has acquired the ‘Evil Whispering’ recently, and it has not been long—or, relatively recently, so he is not familiar with it in actual combat, the control is unstable, and it is self-contradictory.”

Yannik looked at Li on the other side with complicated eyes.

At this moment, Thales suddenly read a scripture:

“‘When the test comes, the devil will whisper, and the evil will whisper, in a language we cannot understand’.”

Everyone else was taken aback.

I saw the prince turned to the guests of Kingdom of the Night, and sarcastically said:

“I’m just curious, how could someone think of taking references from the sacred “Sunset Scripture” to name his… this kind of person’s ability? For what, irony, or ridicule?”

Li was silent.

Thales chuckled, waved his hand, and signaled Wyatt to continue.

“This also explains his superhuman perception,” Wyatt said, “Lausanne II was able to track all the way to the sewer, not by a dog’s nose, but by his sensitivity to the **** smell of the target. As for the fact that he heard someone talking underground It’s too loud, he can hear it even standing on the ground, it’s probably not bragging, but the truth, it’s a special racial talent.”

Doubt takes a deep breath:

“In this way, there is an answer to why Lausanne II was repeatedly killed, including the attacks and disappearances of so many members of the Blood Bottle Gang and Brotherhood.”

The attendant stared at the two guests, unable to hide his resentment:

“Because every action, especially after every serious injury, he needs nourishment, food, energy, and special supplements to exert his super racial resilience and repair wounds at an unimaginable speed. , with ‘immortal and ever-new’.”

Hearing “Immortality is always new”, Yannick frowned subtly.

Wyah snorted coldly:

“That’s why the bodies of those who suffered misfortune as ‘foodstuffs’, whether they were spectators or street thugs, their corpses were manipulated, blistered, knifed and burned—in order to cover up how they died, it is especially important An open wound on a blood vessel.”

“It’s not just them.”

Thales interjected:

“It also includes those key figures—the wine merchant, the wool merchant and his mistress, the retired chief of security, and Kaguire who received me. In fact, they were all bloodletted to death.”

The teenager shook his head, with complicated emotions:

“I guess, as a ‘novice’ who has only been in the business for more than ten years, Lausanne II is different from you. He can’t control his desire very much—it’s inhuman.”

After hearing the prince’s strange ending, there was a long, long silence on the sentry tower.

Until Yannick sighed:

“us?”

Huai Ya snorted coldly.

“That’s right, after all the clues are integrated, they all point to the only possibility.”

He looked vigilantly, decisively:

“Lausanne II, who once survived a catastrophe and returned to the Emerald City more than ten years later, is no longer a human being.”

Wyah held down his sword hilt:

“He has long since become a cruel, vicious, impulsive and savage…”

The attendant looked at the two unusual guests, took a deep breath, and finally gave up the more polite address:

“Suck, blood, ghost.”

——

Eternal Star City, Fuxing Palace.

“Don’t worry, that file was edited by your brother back then.”

Under the lights, Lady Jine lowered her head and processed the palace documents in front of her:

“The secret department of the kingdom is very clean. No one, including the kid from the Ka Suo family, will find out that the rookie trainee security officer who has only been in the job for a few years is actually using a pseudonym.”

Before the window, a strong figure was silent for a long time.

“Resume.”

“No problem, the secret department has even compiled this,” Ji Ni said teasingly without raising her head, “the ‘non-staff temporary assistant trainee’ police officer who entered the security hall through the back door, made troubles, and had no hope of promotion, Xicheng The chief villain of the Security Department, Kai Yoddle, unfortunately died in the war during the **** year, and his family has no father, no mother, and no…”

Speaking of this, Jine realized something, and she raised her eyes calmly.

“That’s right,” the figure in front of the window pondered, “There is truth in the false, and the false hides in the true.”

Jenny trembled slightly, lowered her head, her complexion pale.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

“Why?”

The court lady suddenly made a sound.

The figure in front of the window turned around.

“When I found the lair, I repeatedly told you to go back to the hall to report first, and then act after gathering support, but…” Jinny turned a page, seemingly carelessly:

“A certain stunned young man just doesn’t listen.”

The figure on the opposite side was silent for a while, as if recalling the past.

“Because then it will be too late, and the credit will only be someone else’s.”

“real?”

“My immediate supervisor is very harsh,” said the figure across from her indifferently, “she often educates me while smoking, ‘everything is for the detection rate’.”

There is also a time limit.

Jenny was silent when she heard the words.

After a few seconds, she couldn’t help laughing.

“So,” Ginny snorted softly, “you just happened to bump into that vampire and get up, and almost got your carotid artery torn?”

The figure paused for a while, and he slowly reached out to touch the collar of his neck.

And the scar down there.

“Almost.”

He said quietly:

“You found something wrong later, so you arrived in time.”

Jenny’s smile disappeared:

“What if I can’t make it?”

“Then a certain security officer will be much more relaxed, and he will no longer have to wipe the **** of Shabi’s subordinates who go through the back door.” The figure on the opposite side didn’t care.

Officer Jini snorted coldly, then lowered her head again:

“asshole.”

“Besides,” the figure snorted softly, “if I hadn’t done that, I wouldn’t have died, that old Vitano who was mean, hidden, sneaky, and only listened to my father’s orders, how could he Are you willing to do it?”

Jenny still didn’t raise her head, and said unceremoniously:

“Deserved it.”

The lights flickered, and the room fell into a long silence.

Until the voice of that figure sounded again:

“Because of myself.”

Jinie’s eyes moved.

“Because I want to.”

I saw the opposite figure slowly pacing, came to a gorgeous and expensive crystal shelf cabinet, looked at the nine-star crown kept there, and slowly stretched out his hand.

“Because at that time, I was used to relying on my elder brother’s breath,” the figure on the opposite side spoke faintly, as if in a trance.

“He wanted it for the first time, no matter how stupid or dangerous it was, he wanted it…”

“I want to rely on myself, only on myself, to do it…”

“…something.”

Anything is fine.

Jenny was silent when she heard the words.

The figure also went quiet and stopped making any sound.

Only the nine-star crown in the crystal cabinet is left, which is still shining brightly and has never been dimmed.

(end of this chapter)