Vol 2 Chapter 157: Shocking

Chapter 157 is shocking
The second prince of the star, looked at the old king with amazement.
"But I am here now," King Noon turned his head and looked at him. His tone was plain but his eyes were complicated: "Put the future of the family on a star prince like you."
Tyres pressed his heart and sighed.
"My two sons," I saw King Noon's face bleak: "Their destiny, or their misfortunes are strikingly similar - but I still have to stand here and fiddle with chips to win the future for Walton.

When he heard the words of King Nunn, Tyres shook his head secretly: "The nobles and rulers are another creature, living by power - this is what Putier told me."
"So you'd better get used to it," King Noon put away his stunned expression and re-exposed the tough, indifferent face: "Good for yourself."
Taylor closed his eyes gently.
King Nunn suddenly smiled.
He narrowed his eyes and looked at Taylors mysteriously.
"When it comes to this, they didn't tell you, right?" The old king handed his hands together: "About your "blood year"...the truth?"
Taylors opened his eyes in surprise and looked at King Nunn.
What he recalled from his mind was first the hysterical Queen of Koya, followed by the names of Surrey and Shadow Shield.
Finally, it is the comet chamber of the Revival Palace.
The second prince shook his head slowly: "They didn't talk much."
King Nunn snorted.
"Then maybe I shouldn't talk too much." King Nunn turned his head back: "It's best not to intervene in the education of the comet family."
Are you still getting too little? Tyles is dark and dark.
but.
The Kingdom of Exeter is a direct participant in the Scarlet Year – these invaders from the North.
Tyres secretly said: Maybe he knows something?
"Do you have any special news to tell me, Your Majesty?" Tyres carefully used the honorific words. He shrugged his shoulders: "Forehead, if you really treat me as a future granddaughter..."
Hearing his address and language, Nun Wang showed intriguing eyes, and then the old king laughed a few times.
"Look," the old king blinked at him: "In fact, you can adapt quickly."
Tyres reported an ugly smile.
"Everything else, you will know from your instructors, from the stars, from your father," King Nunn stretched his elbows, his expression subtly: "But I can tell you one thing - as a tribute One of the allies' allies."
"Those things that even the secrets of your kingdom don't know."
Tyres looked awkward.
The secret department does not know?
His breathing began to accelerate.
"Who do you think will be the one who will kill so much under the royal family?" King Nunn smiled mysteriously: "The real behind-the-scenes murderer."
Taylors raised doubts in his heart.
Real... murderer?
The mysterious assassin organization, the "Shield of Shadows" that just appeared in the mouth of Pefitte?
Gilbert once mentioned it to him, but only said that King Kaiser V has "reported all the enemies that can be reported."
Tyres slowly shook his head.
"The reason is actually very simple, so simple that you can't believe it," King Noon looked at him with certainty: "The members of the royal family have suffered a planned assassination almost at the same time, except for one person."
"Others may not be sure, but if the plan goes well, it seems that he is the one who has benefited in the year?" King Nunn said in a strange tone.
Members of the royal family, except one?
Tyres moved, but he immediately responded.
"You are not the first person to accuse my father in front of me and try to provoke our relationship." Tyres snorted.
King Nunn just continued to stare at him, his eyes were strangely colored.
Staring at his heart.
"Moving the brain, the future 'Dragon City Shelter'," a few seconds later, King Nunn sarcastically said: "I am not referring to your father."
Tyres frowned, and he whispered from his nose: "Who are you referring to? Twelve years ago, all the comets were..."
Suddenly, Tyres was shocked and stunned.
and many more.
In addition to Kessel, there is indeed a comet...
Not dying of murder...
a comet that does not die from assassination...
Taylors recalled the words of Gilbert.
In the tragedy of the Scarlet Year, there was only one prince who did not die directly from the assassination.
No.
Taylors felt that his heartbeat began to accelerate.
The white-faced prince looked up and looked at the King of Nuen incredulously.
"Twelve years ago, after we broke through the Broken Dragon Fortress, we seized Rudolf Nantest." King Nunn put his hand on the triumph, and said silently.
Rudolf South Passer?
In the brain of Tyres, information about him is immediately emerging. That is...
"He was the Duke of the Cliffs at the time," King Nunn moved his ring and said faintly: "The guy is very hard, but the northerners are not fangs. He refuses to send troops in the fortress, sitting on the prince of Horace." The cowardly move."
Thales remembered that Putilla and his conversation at Lehman's mouth hanged before the second prince, Horace Comet.
One of the commanders of the Broken Dragon Fortress, watching the second prince under the fortress, the last Duke of the Duke of the Duke, is also the brother of the Duke of the Cyclops, South Africa.
According to Putilit, he was captured by Exeter and later died in prison.
"We left him in the dungeon, and did not care, waiting for the spring to continue in the hinterland of the stars." Sure enough, King Nunn's narrative is similar to Putility.
Until the king's next sentence.
"But when the news of the assassination of the comet's royal family came, Rudolph, who had half a life left, struggled to see me at that time." King Nunn's expression became more and more dignified: "In the fortress, he There was tears in my eyes, which brought me a surprise."
Tyles pinched his fist and listened quietly to the king's narrative.
"In the days when Rudolph and Horace were guarding the Dragon Fortress, your Duke of the Cliffs found something that made him sleepy."
King Nunn’s eyes are getting sharper and sharper.
"Holas Comet, the second prince of the Star Kingdom, the sword of retrospective that you are proud of, has secretly recruited, organized, and trained a special mercenary squad from different countries and regions. -Because of the preparation of the Royal Guards and the Idols, and the Prince of Horace has always liked to make masters and brave people, the stars have not been able to detect them for years."
"Until Horace officially launched the day of the squad," King Nunn spoke softly: "Rudolf discovered some clues."
Tyres couldn't help but get nervous.
"Rudolph found that the squad was given a task in that year," King Noon's tone became very indifferent. He bit the word one word at a time: "How can God not know? Land, lurking, hiding, infiltrating and even invading, a fortress with the most closed structure, the most rigorous defense, the most perfect defense, and the least likely to be broken."
"Ah?" Tyres said aloud.
fortress?
The doubts in his heart are deeper.
"When the Horace adventure took the attack and harassed our supply line," Nunn Wang nodded, his eyebrows gloomy like water: "The suspicion of Rudolf Nantstor, found in the bedroom of Prince Horace. A lot of things - from the secret communication to the secret account book."
King Noon pulled his robe and pulled out a piece of thick cardboard from the inside pocket. He said coldly: "There is this stuff."
Taylor looked at King Noon with amazement: "You... are you ready?"
King Nunn did not speak, just shook the thick paper on his hand.
Tyres took a deep breath, suppressed the trembling hand, took the folded thick paper, and spread it flat.
This piece of paper is made of a good material, and it feels smooth and hard, and seems to last for a long time.
It is more than two meters wide, so that Taylors must lay it on the ground and open his hands to start observing.
A picture is drawn on the paper.
On the map is a square building with a flat top and side view.
Soon, Taylors saw that the map was very fine, with different colors and logos, clearly marking the generous walls, the ubiquitous sentry tower, the terrible shackles, a few narrow entrances, and Important entrances, passages, rooms in the building...
The pupil of Tyres jerked!
This is... is it...
Tyres was shocked to put his face close to the map, staring at every inch of the place, not letting go of every detail.
The map is also marked with dense numbers, patterns, and action arrows – from the front door to the inside of the building.
He read the above text in disbelief.
Guard shifts, number of guards, places that can be hidden, available entrances, patrol time of front and back doors, evacuation routes...
Tyres was shocked.
Do not.
No way.
After a few minutes.
The second prince of the stars gently climbed from the map, and the shock and shock on his face had not dissipated.
King Nunn took his eyes to his eyes.
"In view of the war with the stars at that time... I hid this secret and sent Rudolph back to Longyan City for secret detention - until he was killed in death." Nunn Wang, who had just said the secret, sighed.
"You can use this news as a bargaining chip and use it when you need it," King Noon whispered to Tels: "The coward who has been reviled, see the Duke of the Dawn, Rudolf South It’s been misunderstood for too long...

"He is the one who is truly loyal to Eddie II from beginning to end."
Tyres rolled the map into his hand, and the more frothing the eyebrows.
Horace Comet.
Mercenary squad.
Rudolf Nantest.
how is this possible?
"This news should not even be known to your father," King Noon sighed. "In a sense, we, Exeter, have helped you get rid of the murderer. Maybe you should go to Nilailai." thank."
Tyres gasped irregularly, recalling the comet's tomb in the Revival Palace, Eddie II's big stone pot, and the few small sarcophagi next to it.
After a while, he recovered from the stun.
"I think this map should not be faked by you." Thales said.
"What do you say?" King Nunn dismissed the authenticity and then drank the wine from the glass.
"The mercenary squad formed by Horace," Taylors raised his head and murmured: "What kind of person?"
"I don't know, Rudolph didn't elaborate," King Nunn looked at his empty cup: "He only mentioned that the leader of the mercenary was very different..."
"With a strange long sword."
Taylors sat on the steps and gasped unconsciously.
He was shocked by this secret and could hardly speak.
"Why is he doing this?" For a moment, the second prince was unconscious.
"I think he has his own reasons," King Noon shook his head slightly, his eyes filled with swearing: "And that reason is full."
"What do you mean? Your own reason?" Taylors looked up.
"You will know, your father will tell you," King Nunn laughed, but at Tyres, the sadness in this sneer was more than ridiculed: "The cause of the year."
"The disaster of the comet."
Tyres frowned and slowly clenched his fists.
After a few seconds, he slowly released.
Tyres lowered his head and slammed out a sigh of relief, and slammed the paper on his hand to King Noon.
"You keep it, that stuff is too ominous," Exeter's old king shook his head and pushed back his hand, faintly saying: "And,"
"That is, after all, you..."
"Map of the Fuxing Palace."

Longyan City, 4:30 in the morning.
In the dark night, in a shop on Xichi Avenue.
"Just when the doctor you are looking for is really good in the Palace of the Spirit - God knows how he wants to get in," the boss of the butcher from the Far East, Gu, looked gloomy, in a faint eternal light. The land said to the man in front of him: "But do you understand the cost of saving people from the Palace of the Spirit?"
But the man in front of him just lowered his head, carefully careful, serious, almost nitpicking, and finally wiped the strange sword with a strange shape and dark body on his leg.
Gu exhaled, using his vocabulary with the north tongue, and patiently pointed to the man in front of him: "You have to climb all the way, avoid the value of the night order officer and patrol on the street, go up Two private soldiers guarded the aristocratic area, then crossed the heavy towers and sentries, and were found to be shot by the smashing arrows and hard bows, or hacked to death by the Baileys with a sword axe. The gate..."
The man stood up, dropped the rag that wiped the weapon, lifted the black singer in his hand and pointed it at the ceiling.
Gu’s words continued:
Then climb the gate of ten meters high...

"Tonight is the banquet night of the Yingling Palace," the man raised his head and narrowed his eyes at his sword. He seemed to be observing the curvature of the sword. His uncharacteristic voice was transmitted to Gu’s ear: "The gate is in the early morning. Will open, I don't have to climb the wall, the opportunity is bigger than usual."
"How do you do it? From the inside and outside of the gate, even between the guards on the gates, under the illumination of the moonlight and the fire, are they walking under the eyes that they are bigger than their fists?" Gu suppressed his breathing, but could not help but improve The volume:
"Even if you break through the gates, you have to face countless, patrols of the Yingling Palace guards - all of them are strictly selected from the local recruits, trained by the white-guard garrison instructors, fierce, loyal, Brave, alert, sharp-eyed..."
The man hangs the widowed sword back to the belt of the waist, and tightens the weapon wrapped around the cloth.
But Gu is still trying to stop him.
"We assume that you can not alarm them, but after mixing into the Palace of the Spirit? You have to face the White Blade Guard, the Dragon Guardian! There may be only two or three hundred people on duty, scattered in the palace, but each inside Individuals are veterans with rich front-line experience, and there are countless super-orders, and even the comet has the extremes of 'destroying the soul'..."
The man moved his joints and turned to the door.
Gu followed behind him, and he said: "Do you know what is called 'veteran'? It's not as simple as seeing blood, according to Exeter's standard... Once you are wrapped in one of them... ..."
If the man did not listen, he put his hand on the door and a strange force surged.
For a moment, everything on the street outside the gate, from the distant patrol to the nearby hound, the man was completely in the heart.
"Even if you are, you want to sneak into a heavily guarded and impeccable palace without any support. You have to take a personal one..." After a long time, he sighed deeply and stroked himself. The forehead: "You are crazy."
The man did not answer, he stood up, looked at the frowning Gu, nodded.
"Gu," he said faintly: "The next time you want to lie to me, find some other reason - at least don't use the sensory magician."
Gu Yizhen, revealing a confused expression.
"Ok?"
Only he knows that at this moment, his heart has already set off a storm.
"What do you say?" The Far East used his own reaction to think that there was no flaw, and he was full of doubts: "What reason?"
The man took a picture of his shoulder.
Gu frowned.
"I don't know the sensory magician," the man showed a stiff smile: "But I know you, Gu."
Gu Weiwei.
"You are good at hiding all kinds of feelings, but I can recognize it..." The man pressed his black sword and shook his head gently: "People who wear masks live with pain."
Gu under the sleeves, silently pinching.
"And," the man turned and pushed the door open, leaving the last sentence:
"Say hello to Morat on my behalf - I haven't seen it for twelve years, I really miss him."
At that moment, Gu’s smile was stiff on his face.
Gu stayed in the same place, watching the man disappear outside the door, disappearing into the deep darkness.
As usual in the past.
The next minute, the man's figure appeared on the roof of a low house.
In the snow of the sky, he looked up and looked at the sky, the dark moon in the clouds.
Then, his gaze was far beyond the area of ​​Longyan City that stretched up the hillside, crossing several gates, up to the top, the majestic palace.
That is the Walton family, the residence of the great family of Longyan City.
It is also the seat of Exeter's current co-same king.
Yingling Palace.
The man remembers what he just said:
Crossed the guards and sneaked into a heavily guarded and impeccable palace?
He patted the black sword at the waist and smiled at his mouth.
Ugh.
In this respect, I am also... men close their eyes.
Experienced.
The next moment, the man's figure disappeared into the snow.
This chapter is too lazy to burglar.
Hey, accidentally broke through 800,000 words?
This is to celebrate!
Break more celebrations!
(End of this chapter)