Kingdom’s Bloodline

In the meeting hall of the Palace of Heroes, from several grand dukes to the close ministers around the king, even to the White Blade Guards and ordinary guards of the Palace of Heroes, all stared at Grand Duke Peifeit intently.

Among them, the look from King Nun was particularly terrifying.

Like the legendary dragon that chooses and devours people.

The entourage behind Grand Duke Peifeit all looked pale, and many of them raised their heads, as if they were meeting for the first time, their eyes were full of shock and astonishment, and they looked at their lord in disbelief.

Thales, who watched all this, sighed slightly: "Sometimes, it's not a good thing to go too fast."

Faced with all this, the young Grand Duke Peifit just pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Not only that," the commander of the White Blade Guard behind him, Nikolai the Meteorite, looked at the Grand Duke coldly, his eyes full of disdain: "When the people we deployed at the city gate stopped them... "

"The people in Fengzhao City didn't intend to respond at all, but drew their swords directly." Nicolai's voice became softer and more disturbing: "Until I personally killed The extreme guy among them."

All the followers in Fengzhao City looked at each other with ugly faces, and they all gritted their teeth and bowed their heads.

"Conkly? You?" Grand Duke Olsio looked at Grand Duke Peifit in a daze: "I thought that Fengzhao City was the closest, and it has always been the most trusted arm of Dragon Clouds City..."

"Obviously, the facts are different from our guess." Trudida beside him exhaled helplessly: "Guess, how will it end tonight?"

In due time the king's voice sounded:

"The end?" Nun VII sneered horribly, his gaze firmly fixed on the silent Peifit: "Trust me, everyone..."

"Tonight's ending will be bad..."

No one answered.

Grand Duke Peifei still lowered his head and said nothing.

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"boom!"

The stern-looking Grand Duke Ronnie slapped the table hard, and the sound echoed in the hall.

"We are northerners," Ronnie raised his head and looked at each of the grand dukes, his voice was full of disappointment and resentment: "It's not those southern empire people who eat conspiracy and assassination!"

"Ah," Thales pouted, and said in a low voice, "Thank you for the compliment."

"Speaking of which, I was really surprised," Grand Duke Trudida's eyes showed slyness and playfulness: "Our little guest from the stars... Are you really only seven years old?"

"A little poisonous snake," Olsio said, staring at Thales coldly, "has a special sense of conspiracy."

Thales took a deep breath.

conspiracy? No.

He secretly said in his heart.

From the assassination of the Exeter mission, to the war between the stars and the dragon, to the scramble for the Broken Dragon Fortress, to the magic gun fired at himself,

To Rumba, to Perfet... everything is connected.

That wave of fluctuations welled up in his brain at the right time, making Thales's thinking more swift and clear. Just like in the past, different elements and events were clearly arranged in front of him one by one.

"This is not a simple conspiracy." Thales heard himself say so.

"At the end of this year, a lot of things happened," the second prince of Xingchen closed his eyes and straightened things out in his mind, "For Exter, there is nothing more than the assassination of Prince Moral in Xingchen." .”

"However, this is not an isolated incident, but a whole set of terrifying conspiracy chains, spanning the two most powerful countries in the Western Continent."

Scenes from the past reappeared in front of my eyes.

The grim expression of the Duke of the North.

King Kessel lost his composure and roared.

The various gazes of the princes of the stars.

Grand Duke Heisha looked indifferently.

Nun VII's desperate mood.

And now, the Exeters in the Palace of Heroes.

Thales gently opened his eyes, his eyes full of dignity:

"This plan cleverly takes advantage of the long-standing conflicts and hatred between the two countries that have been magnified by the "Fortress Peace Treaty" for more than ten years."

"The executors of the plan turned it into a sharp knife stabbing at each other's country, trying to reshape each other's pattern in the turmoil and reshape the situation of the Westland."

Everyone in the meeting hall fixed their eyes on Prince Xingchen, and even slowed down their breathing.

Only Lord Putilai Nyman, the vice envoy of the stars behind Thales, frowned slightly, as if he was worried about something.

"First, kill Prince Moral in the territory of Xingchen, and then provoke a war between Xingchen and Exeter. The royal family of Canxing lost both sides in the infighting with the domestic nobles. The Guardian Duke of the Realm, Val Arend, with the support of all the people, braved the glory of resisting Exter, and took over the power and crown of the Star High King."

Thales lowered his head and said calmly, as if he was describing something that had nothing to do with him.

"Just like the two wings of a butterfly, this is just the one in the country of stars, as for the one in Exeter..."

Grand Duke Peifit clenched his fist unconsciously.

Thales' voice continued to come faintly:

"The death of Prince Moral deprived the Walton family of their hope of being king, and King Nunn's anger turned into food for war. The Grand Duke of Lombard brazenly sent troops in the name of revenge for the king. In the chaos, the internal response cooperated Conquer the northern border of the stars and gain unprecedented prestige and benefits, and in the end, the Grand Duke of the Black Sand Territory will return with the glory of the battlefield, and successfully elect the king with overwhelming fame."

"After the plan is completed, the stars and the dragon will replace their masters amid mutual hatred and be reborn from the ashes."

Thales paused and concluded gently:

"An ingenious, grand, adventurous, ambitious, and terrifying project of originality and audacity."

The five princes had different expressions.

Ronnie's expression was serious, Olsio was thinking in shock, Trudida squinted at the other people in the hall, and the bald old Lecco blinked, unable to distinguish emotions.

Grand Duke Peifit's breathing gradually became heavier.

"Young man, you think too much and have great ambitions." Grand Duke Lecco's turbid eyes moved slightly, and he asked Peifeite: "However, you have exposed yourself by assassinating Prince Star Star without any hassle?"

Peifei didn't answer him, but just looked at the ground in a daze, as if everything around him didn't exist at all.

"I don't think it's superfluous—he has to do it." Thales raised his eyebrows: "I just figured this out: the scene of assassinating me in front of the fortress was to completely destroy Rumba."

Grand Duke Lycco turned to him.

"According to the original plan, Rumba will ascend the throne and become King Charman—I don't know how many generations this name is." Thales turned to Peifit:

"And you, Your Excellency the Grand Duke Peifit, are his most secret collaborators in Exeter."

Finally, Peifit raised his head, but didn't look at anyone.

"But the problem is, this plan failed at the first ring." Thales sighed.

"Prince Moral was assassinated, but the internal response of the stars failed—my appearance prevented the Duke of the North from initiating the war as planned," he frowned, thinking of all the things in the Fuxing Palace and the fortress. Sonia and Alaka, "Lumba also failed to gather the power of the three grand dukes in the south to invade the stars, let alone take down the Broken Dragon Fortress-the war between the stars and the dragons is impossible!"

"The Grand Duke Lombard can't take the glory of conquering the northern border of the stars to take the crown that he is determined to win."

Grand Duke Peifit exhaled lightly, bringing out a low gasp.

"The worse thing is... With Val Arend's failure in the stars, Charman Rumba's conspiracy was exposed," Thales smiled wryly: "The angry King Nun will come to seek his revenge, let Rumba and Black Sands pay the price."

"Ah," behind the long table, King Nuen stroked the black ring on his hand, and seemed to add casually: "Isn't it."

Several grand dukes exchanged a look.

"So," Thales nodded: "Rumba is doomed. Neither His Majesty Nun nor Dragon Clouds will let him go."

Under the eyes of the grand dukes, he nodded to the expressionless Pefit.

"Under this circumstance, if Lombard is really pushed to the brink - how can Lombard's collaborators be alone? According to Lombard's temperament, he will definitely drag his collaborators to hell," Thales shook his head:

"For his own survival, Grand Duke Peifit must act first, completely eliminate the past collaborators and future threats first..."

The long-haired Grand Duke Ronnie snorted coldly.

"Once Prince Xingchen dies in Heisha collar, Rumba will be stained with Prince Xingchen's blood..." Thales walked back to Puttilai's side and sneered: "Then for the throne of Xingchen, even before His Majesty Nun took action, The dukes of the stars would come in waves and tear the rumbas and black sand collars to shreds—and I suppose the other dukes would be happy too."

"You will be completely safe."

Star Prince's voice fell.

In the hall, many people sighed with different intentions, some were playful, some were regretful, some were sad, some were unhappy, and some were angry.

In the next second, the young Grand Duke, Peifei finally turned his head slowly, and with his indifferent eyes that were no longer gentle and friendly, he gouged Thales back and forth, and then looked at Nunn at the other end of the long table in front of him again. VII.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

A slow and rhythmic applause sounded from the other end of the long table.

King Nun clapped expressionlessly.

But no one answered him.

"This is worthy of applause," the old king clapped, while using a disturbing rhythm and tone: "For our star guests..."

Thales rolled his eyes helplessly - he could feel that there was a lot of thought and fear in the eyes looking at him in the hall.

"For you too, the ally of the Walton family, the leader of the Peifei family, and my most trusted Grand Duke of Fengzhao City, Conkly Peifei."

The gazes of the king and the Grand Duke of Fengzhao City finally meet in the air.

One side is complicated and angry, and the other side is numbness and indifference.

"Say something, Conkly," King Nunn's voice became dull and depressing, echoing in the fire-lit chamber, making people feel an inexplicable suffocation: "Before you can no longer speak. "

"At least, you can try to choose your own way of death?"

Grand Duke Peifitt suddenly pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing a dark and terrifying smile.

"How to die?" he murmured.

Behind Peifitt, a disarmed follower whispered worriedly: "My lord, maybe we should..."

The next moment, Peifit turned his face away, and said coldly to his subordinates with an angry face:

"Shut up."

The entourage stopped talking, sighed and stopped talking.

Peifei turned his head, his facial muscles twitched, he gritted his teeth, his expression was constantly changing amidst resentment and anger.

"Hmph." The young Grand Duke sneered.

"You want me to say something..." The young Grand Duke's laughter grew longer.

Thales frowned.

King Nun's expression remained unchanged.

"Hahaha," Peifitt shook his head mockingly, "what else can I say?"

The next moment, he turned around suddenly, his eyes were like a falcon, and he scanned the audience sharply.

"I don't know what you are talking about." Peifit's indifferent words made everyone's expressions change.

"I have received an invitation from His Majesty to come to Dragon Clouds City to discuss major issues related to the relationship between the two countries." Peifei looked around with a sneer, and stretched out his hand to Thales: "Then, my most respected and irresistible Take the king together, unite with an enemy prince who has a blood feud with him, and accuse me of being the murderer of Prince Moral?"

"And what's the reason?" Peifei turned his head abruptly, with a hideous expression on his face, which startled Thales.

"Just because I want to leave the banquet early? Because I want to rush back to the territory earlier? Because my people had unnecessary conflicts with the White Blade Guard at night? And sacrificed a guard of the extreme state!"

Panting for breath, Peifei thumped his chest hard.

"This is shameless slander!"

"Fuck you, Peifit!" A courtier next to the king spat disdainfully: "A coward's self-defense!"

"Ahhh," Grand Duke Trudida squinted and said with a chuckle, "This is really not the little Conkley I know—it's full of surprises."

"We've all heard what the kid said, and we've seen your reaction. Even now, do you still have to argue?" Olsio frowned, "Don't forget, you're from the North."

"Sophistry?" Peifei asked loudly, his eyes widened, and he looked crazy.

"From the beginning to the present, this damn brat is talking nonsense all by himself!" Peifit pointed at Thales and roared loudly:

"And you idiots are being tricked by him alone, by a prince of the stars, and the remnants of an empire!"

Thales shrugged helplessly, and looked at Puttilai behind him.

The Marquis Shiles next to him whispered with a smile on his face: "Wow - to be able to see this scene in the Exeter Palace is really a performance worth the travel expenses."

Peifei turned around and looked at King Nunn with embarrassment.

"I murdered Prince Moral?"

"I work with Rumba?"

"I led the assassination of this brat?"

The Grand Duke shouted angrily with a distorted face

"Is there any evidence!"

"Everyone knows that Moral and I are about the same age and have a good relationship. What reason do I have to murder him?" The words of the young Grand Duke caused others to look sideways and frown, and whispered to each other: "As you said, Grand Duke Aurelius, The Peifit family is the most powerful arm of the Walton family!"

King Nun watched Grand Duke Peifit's actions without saying a word, but his eyes became colder and colder.

"And you, the great and stupid His Majesty Nun VII, are you going to execute me here?" Peifei shouted at everyone: "Just use this ridiculous and absurd charge? Just because I want to return to the territory earlier ?”

"Just because of this damn brat's bullshit?"

"If I die here," Grand Duke Peifit panted heavily, raised his right index finger, and said through gritted teeth, "Puffett will never forget, Fengzhaocheng will never forget..."

"The North will never forget!"

In the frown of everyone, Peifei roared frantically:

"Everyone will know that the king who has lost his heir, and Walton who has reached a desperate situation, has gone crazy! He favors traitors and enemies, persecutes loyal ministers and friends, accuses me without reason, without evidence, and without reason, And openly slaughtered the Grand Duke in Longxiao City!"

"Everyone will know that this violates Nakaru's co-government oath!"

The other grand dukes watched his performance silently, with sadness in their eyes.

Peifit adjusted his breathing, and there was a threat in his words: "After I die, my younger brother will inherit the position of Grand Duke, and the Peifei family will face Dragon Cloud City..."

But at this moment, King Nun's applause sounded again.

Interrupting Peifeite's words made him startled slightly.

"Not a bad attempt," King Nuen said with a deep chill in his old and heavy voice, "I always thought you were a polite sissy."

"I underestimated you, it seems that you are still a good actor - you should go to the Dragon Kiss Academy or the Temple of the Night, not here."

"Bah, this is simply your deliberate plan to put me to death and weaken the strategy of the Grand Dukes," Grand Duke Peifit replied fiercely to his king: "Apart from speculation and slander, do you have any evidence?"

King Nuen sneered.

"Of course, maybe you have lost your mind a long time ago, you don't care about the evidence, you don't care who is the murderer, you just want to weaken us grand dukes!"

Peifit raised his hands, exposed his chest, and stared at the king through gritted teeth: "Then what are you waiting for, come and kill me!"

"Let the people of Exeter see what kind of king they have!"

"I'll tell Moral when I'm on the prison river," Peifei gritted his teeth and said word by word: "His father went crazy after he died-Walton died in this generation like this !"

"Boom!"

Hearing the dead son's name, King Nun slammed his fist on the table.

Puffett ignored him.

"And you, those of you who are sitting and watching this trial without evidence, and all of you," Peifite turned around and glanced at each of the Grand Dukes, with anger in his eyes: "The next one!"

Grand Duke Ronnie shook his head disdainfully, with disgust in his eyes.

Jarhead Trudida gave him a friendly smile, showing all eight teeth.

Olsio looked back at the young Grand Duke without saying a word.

Grand Duke Lecco didn't even raise his head, and seemed to be particularly interested in the long table in front of him.

The courtiers and advisers around the king all showed deep thoughts.

They are not the only ones who are aware of the problem.

Thales, who was watching, also frowned slightly: Although Peifei seemed to be making a final struggle with sophistry, he was not unreasonable.

A grand duke came to Dragon Clouds City, but was executed by the king...

What will the people think? How will Fengzhaocheng react? Are the Grand Dukes really indifferent?

and.

Although everyone knew it was him, it was Peifitt.

But there is really no evidence.

Unless Rumba comes forward and identifies Peifitt while admitting the crime.

Thales' worried eyes kept going back and forth between the tense-faced Peifeite and the stern-faced old king.

What should we do?

The king would really be desperate to execute...

While everyone was thinking, King Nuen finally spoke.

"evidence?"

The old king raised his head, opened his mouth and laughed.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Peifei was slightly taken aback, and the princes looked at him in confusion.

"When do I need evidence?" Nun VII's tone slowly rose: "I only need reasons, only the truth."

Puffett let out a breath through his nose and let out a sneer.

"Hmph, a typical tyrant, Nakaru will also be ashamed of you," he squinted his eyes: "The bad habits of the empire are reappearing on you—maybe this is..."

"Nakaru?"

King Nun didn't let him go on.

"When Nakaru Ax was dying," the old king squeezed his right fist and snorted:

"His nephew and successor, later Nun Walton I, before his couch, under the witness of the Queen of the Sky, made an oath to the human hero as the successor."

"The last sentence in his oath later became Walton, and became the clan language of the Dragonlance family."

"Yes," under the eyes of the audience, Nun VII lowered his voice, solemnly and slowly said: "As the son of the Northland, walk the way of the Northland, (son_of_northland, _way_of_northland)."

Grand Duke Peifei was slightly startled, showing doubts.

"Since we are from the Northland," King Nuen clenched his fists, projecting anger in his eyes, but suppressed his emotions, and continued solemnly:

"You should follow the way of the North."

Everyone's expressions changed in unison.

Thales thought of a possibility, and his face turned pale.

King Nun clapped his hands.

Two footsteps came slowly from outside the hall.

All eyes were attracted by the two new figures.

Thales saw who was coming, frowned, and looked at Putillai.

Puttilai narrowed his eyes and shook his head slightly at him.

Peifei stared at the person in a daze.

"Come and meet our dear intelligence chief," King Nunn raised his hand, introducing the newcomer:

"Mrs. Kassan."

Under Thales' solemn eyes, an old woman he had met before smiled gently and gave a slight salute to the Grand Dukes.

The arrival of the Scarlet Witch, the master of the dark room, made the princes frown.

what does that mean?

Regardless of everyone's faces, the king pointed to a woman in a silver-white robe with her face covered by a veil, and continued to say coldly, "There is also the chief priest of the Haoyue Temple, Jewel Home."

Thales was taken aback.

He saw the mark on the other person: a pair of moons mosaiced together, namely a curved crescent moon and a full moon.

The Chief Priest of Haoyue Temple?

Priest Home didn't say anything, as if everything around her had nothing to do with her.

But neither the princes nor the king showed any irritation, as it should have been.

This reminded Thales of the Sunset Temple in Xingchen Country, the Priest Li Xiya.

gods.

What kind of role does it play in this world?

"What does this mean?" Peifit stared at the king with a gloomy face.

"What do you mean?" The old King Nuen sneered, and slapped his palm on the long table: "His Excellency, High Priest Hom, is naturally here to witness... It is night now, and it would be best for the goddess Haoyue to witness."

Peifei seemed to have guessed something. The young Grand Duke only felt his throat dry, and he could only hear him hoarsely say: "Witness... witness what?"

"Witness what?"

The old king showed an angry smile, and then turned to the prince of the stars: "Little Thales, take a good look..."

Thales was startled and recovered from his own thoughts.

Just listen to King Nuen say lightly:

"The ancient ceremony in the Northland is not something that can be proposed casually - it needs a sufficient number of witnesses, a sufficiently sacred etiquette, and arbitrators with sufficient identities to witness together to achieve its effect."

An ancient ritual in the North?

Thales stared blankly at the old Nun VII, momentarily shocked.

No way?

Could it be that……

The expressions of the grand dukes and all the ministers were equally astonished, and even many people showed panic and panic in their eyes.

"Your Majesty?" A nobleman next to the king who seemed to be a political officer frowned and asked.

But Nun VII did not give them any chance to ask.

The next moment, King Nuen shook his right palm and slapped it on the seat!

"boom!"

Everyone was startled.

I saw Exeter, an old king who was nearly seventy years old, stood up suddenly, with hatred and murderous intent on his face, and spit out the following words in a thunderous old voice:

"I, Nun Nakaju Cadion Walton, hold Nun the seventh in the lineage of kings.

The king of dragon knights and the successor of the hero Nakaru and the hero Sara.

The co-lord of the northerners of the western continent, and the vigilant of the glacier defense line.

Defender of Men in the North, Conqueror of the White Mountains.

Arbiter of the Golden Corridor, conqueror of Broken Dragon Fortress.

The thirty-fifth joint king of Exeter Kingdom and Quigul Glacier, Grand Duke of Dragon Clouds City. "

"Being the spokesperson of the Goddess of Haoyue, in the imperial meeting, under the witness of the Grand Duke of Weilan Land, the Grand Duke of Reconstruction Tower, the Grand Duke of Qiyuan City, the Grand Duke of Jieshou City, and the sole royal heir of the Star Kingdom;"

Thales stared blankly at the king's actions, at a loss.

Equally shocked were the Grand Dukes, including Pfeiffer himself.

The king continued, with chilling anger and pain in it:

"For my son, Moral Bertram Nunn Walton, the last heir of the Walton family and Dragon Clouds, for the despicable assassination he suffered."

"Under the glorious tradition of the North, in the name of blood revenge."

"To you, Conkley Puffett of Beacon City..."

"Issue a holy challenge to a duel."

The old king spoke resolutely, looked at the stunned young grand duke, and uttered the last words:

"The duel is called in the name of the king."

"You can't refuse."