Lanhuadis 15

A team of twenty-six figures quickly approached the royal court.

The leader was a woman with black hair, red lips, golden eyes, and bloodshot wings. Her facial features were gentle and soothing, but her aura was as cold as a sharp blade drawn from its sheath. Her left arm was wrapped in thick bandages, hidden under a thin layer of armor.

There are eight golden royal patterns on this pair of blood-red wings.

Wendoline Herbert.

The eldest daughter of the previous king, who was so proud of her.

Lan Huadis is the only well-known prince of the Eight Marks, who is only one step away from the Nine Marks of the King. He is in charge of the First Military District and stationed on the front line, forcing the evil spirits remaining behind the Sky Crack out of Lan Huadis's territory.

Although he was not a true king, he earned the title of tyrant who guarded the territory.

With her putting pressure on them, the other seven- and six-marked princes would not dare to do anything too outrageous in the absence of a king in Lan Huadis.

It can be said that Lanhuadis is now in a state of strange balance and chaos, and Wen Duolin has made an indelible contribution.

"The royal court is just ahead," said the guard beside Wenduolin. "Your Highness, would you like to go home first, or to the military area?"

Wendoline: "Carlos wrote to me earlier saying that Xiaoqi has hatched. He's taking care of her now, so Xiaoqi should be with him. Let's go find him first. We found some medicine on the front lines that can alleviate his hidden injuries. After he takes it, he should feel much better during the full moon every month."

Guard: "Can you sense the Second Prince's location?"

"Well, he's not in the military area."

Wen Duolin looked in a certain direction and said, "Let's go. We'll be there in ten minutes."

When passing by the 10th District below, Wenduolin slowed down and said softly: "This feeling..." It was the breath of Xierting.

No, there seems to be something else.

But Wendoline couldn't figure out what that special feeling was for a while, so she kept her eyes open and flew towards Carlos.

The second child and the fourth child haven't been getting along well in recent years. I hope they don't cause any trouble for her.

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The Doyle family castle.

It was almost noon, but the sky suddenly darkened. The guards patrolling outside the castle suddenly felt a strong blood pressure.

A dark figure approached rapidly.

Seven golden noble royal patterns on the black wings were flowing with dark light. Carlos stopped above the Doyle family castle and looked at it coldly.

The oppression of class made the guards stationed outside dare not even breathe, let alone have any thoughts of resistance. They lowered their heads and asked in trembling voices.

"Please, may I ask which noble prince has come?"

Carlos sensed carefully and did not find Xiaoqi's presence here.

He wasn't surprised. Xiao Qi hadn't spread his wings, and his connection with his siblings was already weak. When he'd gone to the Ten Thousand Forests to look for Xiao Qi, if it weren't for the familiar, chaotic eggshell pattern and Xiao Qi's resemblance to his mother, he wouldn't have been so quick to identify Xiao Qi.

Carlos flapped his wings and said in a voice so cold it could freeze ice: "Gidon! Get out here!"

Gidon is the eldest son of the Doyle family whom he met on the road when he came back from the Forest of Ten Thousand Forests last time. He is also the one with the highest overall value in the family.

They are all sleeping in broad daylight.

When Gidden was woken up, he looked very depressed. Damn, what is Carlos doing crazy again?!

He flew out, and the six royal patterns on his black wings stood opposite Carlos. Jiton's face was not very good: "Carlos, what are you doing?!"

Carlos: "My brother, where is Xiao Qi?"

"If you hand him over now, I can consider leaving you with an intact body."

Gidden: "Huh?"

He really felt confused.

Yes, he had attacked the King Egg before, but he didn't succeed, didn't he? And the egg even hatched successfully.

Giddon was thinking, if he hadn't taken action to get their little seven's egg out, how could that egg, which had been dead for six years, have hatched a cub?

It really is.

He is the benefactor of the hatched cub!

Of course, he could only think about these things in his mind. He was very good at pretending: "Your Highness Carlos, why did you come to us to look for your child if he was lost?"

Carlos: "The last time Xiaoqi's egg was lost, it was related to you."

Guidon: "Where's the evidence?"

Carlos: “There’s no evidence.”

Even the captain of the guards of the branch who was captured last time only made Carlos suspicious of the Doyle family, but there was no substantial evidence.

Not to mention, the captain of the guards was taken away by Dorothea as an experimental subject, and it is unknown whether he is still alive.

Gidden laughed at what he heard: "You have no evidence, yet you still come to the Doyle family to make trouble? Do you really think our family is a soft persimmon?"

"Gidon, I think you've forgotten the beatings I gave you as a child," the young man with bloodshot eyes said slowly, "I, Carlos, have never been one to reason."

The smile on Gidden's face froze.

He and Carlos were close in age, so it was okay that they didn't go to the same military academy when they grew up, but when they were young, he and Carlos went to the same royal school.

Carlos often beat him up just because he disliked him.

After the Sky Crack, this guy became a lot more polite, and Giddon also learned to disguise himself. The two of them rarely met and completely treated each other as strangers.

It seems like an unspoken understanding among adults.

But Gidon didn't expect Carlos to bring it up again.

Gidden's expression turned cold. "This is the Doyle family's territory. The previous king has already died. Do you still think that Lanhuadis is now the domain of your Herbert family?!"

"When a new king appears, your family will be a branch just like ours!"

Bang--!

Carlos knocked Giddon to the ground with a punch and grabbed Giddon's clothes tightly.

"Ask again, where is Xiaoqi?"

"You fucking lunatic..." Giddon tasted blood in his mouth and cursed, "Get out!"

Carlos's bloodline, which was one level higher than his, suppressed the mental power in Giddon's body. Seven lines against six lines, just this one layer reduced Giddon's strength by 50% to 60%.

Carlos had a blank expression on his face, and his gentle and cold appearance was completely torn apart by the violence of his punch after punch. He was completely suppressing Giddon and beating him.

He knew he was in a state of extreme rage, but the Doyle family was his final suspect. He had suppressed his temper during the previous egg theft incident, but this time, it was like placing a bomb in his minefield, which exploded with a bang.

Let’s settle both new and old grudges.

Carlos was going crazy calmly and rationally.

"In your family, only your father and your uncle have seven lines. Even if both of you were here today, I still want you to give me an explanation!"

"Yeah?"

A figure with seven tattoos quietly landed on the spire of the ancient castle. An elegant man of unknown age looked at the chaos below and frowned. "Your Highness Carlos, you are a junior. I don't want to attack you. If today's matter ends here, my Doyle family will not pursue it."

Jidon struggled and begged for help: "Uncle! Save me! Get this guy out!"

Horace, Gidden's father's younger brother and Gidden's uncle.

Carlos looked up.

Then a mocking arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

His knuckles were stained with blood, and in front of Horace, he punched Gidon, breaking his ribs.

"I told you, even if your father comes today, if I can't see Xiao Qi, you'll still die. If you want to blame someone, blame you for being so careless as to come to our house and steal our eggs, leaving traces behind. Otherwise, do you think I want to waste time in a place like this?"

Horace said angrily, "Even if you are the prince of the main line, you are too presumptuous. Today I will teach you a lesson on behalf of your family!"

With his wings spread, he lunged forward and launched a powerful mental attack!

He was older and his mental strength was stronger than Carlos. There was no suppression between royal bloodlines of the same level. Just as Carlos was about to take the attack, a powerful blood pressure directly pressed on Horace's shoulder!

The figure with seven tattoos that was flying in the air just now fell vertically to the ground in the blink of an eye as if it was pressed down by a heavy mountain.

Horace looked up suddenly. This aura...

"Who do you think you are? How dare you teach my brother a lesson on behalf of my family?"

The blood-red wings were like a slaughterer in the dark night. Wendoline instantly appeared under the night sky created by Carlos, looking at Horace lying on the ground as if he were garbage.

Following behind her were her personal guards, twenty-five in total, and not a single one of them was a royal family member with a lineage lower than two.

Carlos was stunned, and the offensive he had prepared was instantly dissipated. He subconsciously put his bloody hand behind his back, "Elder Sister..."

Wen Duolin glanced at him and said, "Stay behind me. We'll talk about your business when we get home."

She walked forward step by step, and her cold, hard military boots that completely covered her entire calves stopped in front of Hollus who was lying on the ground. Just these few ordinary steps made Hollus break out in a cold sweat.

The higher the king pattern is, the gap between them increases geometrically.

The blood pressure of the Eight Patterns was all pressed on Hollus' shoulders. He could even hear the grinding sound of his bones being squeezed.

"Your Highness Wendoline... I didn't know you were coming. I apologize for not welcoming you."

Wen Duolin looked straight ahead: "I don't have the habit of lowering my head. Stand up and answer my question."

"W-what?"

Wendoline: "Stand up."

She frowned and said, "I don't have much patience."

Hollus gritted his teeth and slowly stood up despite the enormous pressure. He heard the sound of his bones cracking. He counted them at first, but then he became numb.

He stood up straight with a pale expression, "Your Highness Wendoline."

Wendoline nodded. "What I hate most is hearing outsiders telling my family what to do. Hawkes, who gave you the guts to say something like, 'You're going to teach my brother a lesson on behalf of my family?'"

Giddon: “…”

His uncle's name is Horace!

But when he saw his uncle nodding and bowing as he listened with cold sweat pouring down his face, he covered his mouth tightly and remained silent.

"My brothers and sisters are sometimes naughty, but you can't teach them a lesson on my behalf, nor can you teach them on my behalf, my father, the king, and my mother."

Horace: "No, I dare not!"

He cannot bear the charge of insulting the former king and queen.

Wen Duolin: "Although you are the elder, you know the rules of Lanhuadis. Do you know you are wrong?"

Horace: "I know I was wrong."

Wen Duolin nodded in approval, "Very good, then write a 3,000-word review and hand it in. No typos allowed. If you make a single mistake, you will be punished by copying it ten times."

Horace: “???”

Giddon: “…Huh?”

The more Carlos listened, the more he felt something was wrong. Sure enough, he heard the word "review". He quickly put his hand to his lip and coughed, "Sister, this is not home."

"...Oh, I forgot." Wendolyn was silent for two seconds. "The Doyle family made a great contribution in the fight against the Sky Crack six years ago. You stole Xiaoqi's eggs and were beaten for a few meals. Carlos, your revenge ends here."

A few meals (Gidon): "..."

Carlos: "Eldest sister!"

"Next is my revenge," Wendoline clenched her fist in the air, and a blood-red sword condensed from wings was swung towards the Doyle family's castle!

There was a loud bang.

The entire castle was cut in half, and the cross section was extremely smooth.

This cut was like a slap in the face of their entire family!

Gidon: "Wendolin!!"

Horace covered his mouth.

Wen Duolin glanced at Carlos and said, "Let's go. I roughly know where Xiao Qi is. I had some intuition on the way here, and now I'm sure."

Carlos then followed, "Where are we going."

"go home."

"go home?"

Wen Duolin: "Xiao Qi should be with Xiao Si. I will let him go home right away. Xiao Wu will also come back. Don't worry about Xiao Liu going to school. I have something to tell you."

“…”

Wendoline: "Oh, it seems that he didn't tell you."

Carlos slowly clenched his fists with an expressionless face.

Xierting!!!