"I guess, this has something to do with your group of unique recipes?" Looking at the sunset that was almost covered by the woods in the distance, Putila sighed and asked Tails sarcastically.

But Tayles didn't answer him.

The time traveler forced himself to calm down in the panic of a surprise attack, looking at the dignified black-clothed, silver-haired and purple-eyed blood-horse beauty opposite.

Coterina l.a. van Corion.

If I remember correctly...Tales gritted his teeth: he is the current owner of the Corian family and even the Kingdom of Night.

Queen of Night.

Serena Corion's sister.

But - Tailes immediately realized: Why, with such a noble identity, Her Majesty the Queen of the Eastern Land, condescends and passes through the sea to pursue four weak political refugees?

Even if that was her sister.

The pretender of the Throne of the Sea of ​​Blood.

Something was wrong.

"How to fight against the blood clan," the attendant Huaiya, holding a straight blade with a one-sided sharp edge, looked around with a heavy expression: "I have only heard from the teacher, and have never practiced it."

The young attendant tried his best to remain calm, but judging from his sudden increase in speech speed, he probably did not expect that he would encounter the situation in front of the prince in just a few days.

"Then congratulations, not everyone has such a good opportunity to practice!" Putilai calmed down. He carefully observed the blood tribes around him with bright eyes:

"Decapture or piercing the heart - this is a few effective ways, although some powerful blood clans can recover even if their hearts are damaged."

"Silver or sunlight can also weaken or even hurt them."

"In the battle, one depends on the steady footsteps, the other depends on the prediction of your position, because you will never be faster than them."

"At the same time, keep enough vigilance: like the power of the end, every blood clan above the level has its own unique abilities, which vary from person to person - using it in battle can often bring unexpected results."

Wyatia nodded palely.

"The short-lived species of Xilu," beside Coterina, a middle-aged male blood clan with a commander-like appearance, with a firm look and cold expression. He took a step forward, his eyes full of chills: "Her Majesty the noble Queen is waiting for your obedience."

"Traitors who hand over the Kingdom of Night."

"We will be kinder to start."

"Twenty-one - all masters above the level, at least three of them," Edda, who walked behind Tailes, had no usual laziness in his voice, but was heavy and serious: "The uncle who spoke, the young man on his left, and the queen who dressed like a dance star."

"If you want to fight," the female secret guard reached her hand to her waist and said solemnly: "Be prepared for heavy casualties. If it really doesn't work, I can only protect you and escape first, boy."

As soon as he finished speaking, what Eda said was "the young man on the left hand" - the young brunette with red clothes and silver armor, with a mysterious smile, looking at her.

"That cloak is in the extreme state, and others are not worth mentioning, Your Majesty." The young blood clan had firm lines on his face, but unfortunately his white face destroyed the toughness. He smiled and bowed to the queen beside him: "Please leave her to me for treatment."

Coterina didn't respond, but stared at Tailes with deep eyes, making the latter sweat his palms even in such cold weather.

"Don't be careless, Saimen." The middle-aged blood clan said slowly: "These are soldiers. The power of their cooperation with each other and forming a battle formation cannot be compared with ordinary adventurers."

"It's very humorous, Hasta." Saimen chuckled:

"Soldiers? What other soldiers in this world can compare to our Holy Blood Corps?"

Holy Blood Corps?

Tailes clenched his fists secretly.

The words of the blonde Eastern came to mind.

[Even if your enemy is the supreme king of the stars, with the support and protection of our Holy Blood Corps, he will never dare to make things difficult for you.]

Kotlina didn't move, letting her two commanders negotiate, only a pair of pretty eyes shot at everyone, all of which were cold.

Thirty Final Swordsmen are all elite players, and even so, many people can't help but look at their leader Jora.

"Stay!" Jora shouted sternly, but he was also sweating coldly.

"Our scouts and sentry detectives in four days have never relaxed, making sure there is no threat within a few kilometers," Jora looked at the figures surrounding them, and whispered in disbelief: "The vampires can only rush through the night - how did they keep up with us?"

"Pay attention to your words, short-lived species, I don't want to hear that title again." The middle-aged blood clan commander said coldly.

Tailes frowned.

They came for Serena Corion in the convoy.

Yes, at this moment, no one has the reason to kill me, whether it is Star or Exter. Even the ambitious people who are keen on war, at least they have to wait until I leave the Star Country and enter Exter. Only after I enter Star Country, my death can better provoke the atmosphere of the two countries having to fight.

And Serene - Tyles glanced at the black coffin carriage from the outskirts - is still silent.

"Jola, you don't have to lower your voice," said Thales, who was thinking about sending someone to see Serena's carriage, and sighed: "I'm sure each of them can hear us."

As soon as he finished speaking, Coterina's eyes suddenly swept towards him!

Tailes' scalp was numb.

"We have waited long enough," Hesta, a middle-aged blood clan, moved his wrists and said indifferently: "Where are the traitors in the Kingdom of Night?"

Tailes breathed rapidly, but a huge wave had already started in his mind.

"Dear and ruthless sister, there is still here."

A familiar and childish voice rang out.

Under everyone's eyes, Serena Corion, who was only six or seven years old, walked out of the carriage with a cold face accompanied by Chris and Eastern.

Coterina's purple eyes stared at her sister.

With the emergence of the three blood clans, the blood clan warriors who were originally standing like sculptures moved as if they had the vitality. It seemed that many people were amazed by Serena's figure in their children.

Hesta and Symon both frowned as Serena appeared, while the former stared at Chris hard.

Rolf beside Tailes looked vigilantly at Chris and Eastern - he had not forgotten the old grudge between them.

"It seems you are very injured, His Highness Selena," said Symon, who seemed young, and said, "and you can't even maintain your basic adult figure."

Serena ignored him, but walked into the crowd step by step and stood beside Thales.

"His Highness Serena, you are so evil, you will return to the Blood Forbidden Prison," said Hesta, who looked middle-aged, coldly: "Please serve the rest of the sentence."

Tailes' heart moved.

Extremely sinful?

Sentence?

What sentence? Is Serena a loser in the battle for the throne?

He looked at the six or seven-year-old silver-haired little loli.

"Oh, dear Marquis of Hesta Corion," Serena raised her eyes and looked at Hesta deeply: "Is there any change in my sentence?"

"The original sentence was immortality," Hastad had a stern face, and seemed to hate the little girl in front of him: "Because of your bad escape from prison and theft, you will be sentenced to ten years... so your current sentence..."

"It is eternal life plus ten years." He said coldly.

Escape from prison, and...theft?

The doubts in Tayles' heart became deeper and deeper.

Easteren, beside Serena, had a fire in his eyes at this moment, and he couldn't help but say, "Is there any difference?"

Coterina still stared at Serena with bright eyes.

"Hesta, Saemon, Luco, Dnie, Bruton, Isara, Sazhuo..." Serena looked around and pouted: "This is bringing nearly half of the strength of the Corian family in the Holy Blood Corps. Are you not afraid of the imbalance in the domestic situation? The other six families, those grand dukes who are ready to move?"

"If I could catch you back," Coterina spoke slowly, her charming appearance showed disgust at this moment: "I'm not afraid."

Tailes sighed grievingly.

Why are you always having bad luck?

Now, there is only negotiation. What they want most is Serena. The biggest disadvantage is that they are in a strange land, so...

But as always, Tayles' bad luck, once again, played a role before he responded.

"Hmph, crying." Serena said contemptuously: "You try it."

Coterina's face, which I felt pity, suddenly became cold!

wrong!

Tailes frowned, and he turned his head and looked at Serena.

Is this old witch provoking his opponent without knowing how to do it?

This situation...is she crazy?

"As you wish," Coterina's eyes appeared sharply, and her voice was once again low: "Ugly faced woman."

This time, it was Serena's turn to change her face.

The next moment.

I saw the beauty in black, His Majesty Corterion raised his beautiful chin, and his purple eyes flashed with intimidating colors, sweeping towards the crowd of the mission.

She lightly opened her cherry lips:

"My jazz and knights..."
To be continued...