Kingdom’s Bloodline

The Earl of Lisbane, with a serious face and gray hair, was sitting at the long table in the General Order Hall of the Sword District. He raised his head sternly, and asked aloud, "Say it again?"

In front of him, a lean and strong middle-aged nobleman from the northern lands solemnly bowed slightly. ? happy? arts? Novel www.lWXs520.com

This middle-aged aristocrat was dressed in ordinary clothes, but in his every move, he carried a military style that was hard to get rid of even in the extreme cold.

"It was discovered by a small soldier." The person in charge of the Office of General Order, the chief garrison officer of the capital, the Viscount Reston narrowed his eyes, "The routine report from the Palace of Heroes is very strange—the password at the city gate is not quite right. right."

His face turned cold, and his eyes shot out like a sword's edge: "It seems to have been tampered with, Mr. Prime Minister."

The Earl of Lisbane frowned.

As the prime minister who has served King Nunn for many years, and Dragon Clouds City's most trusted direct vassal, the Earl of Lisbane is always the last person to speak in the imperial meeting, and his words are often finalized.

For example, a resolution was passed a month ago to let that troublesome Star Prince come to Exeter.

Since King Nunn handed him the ring that symbolized the authority of the prime minister, in his decades-long political career, the Earl of Lisbane has experienced countless storms and waves, and he has seen a lot.

But at this moment, Lisbane felt that what he experienced in the past two days was almost worth the first half of his life.

First, the king summoned the grand dukes to a room, and Lisbane stood frowning in the Hall of Heroes, watching His Majesty Nunn's near-suicide request for a duel.

Later, he watched King Nun grow stronger and stronger, and personally killed Pei Feite on the spot, avenging his second son and deterring other grand dukes.

As a result, the long-discussed troop plan between the king and the Imperial Council will also be raised.

But the disaster and Kirika that came at night awakened the dreams of almost everyone in Dragon Clouds City.

Immediately afterwards, the giant dragon that had not been seen for hundreds of years came again.

Then……

Then Lisbane encountered the biggest problem of his life.

The king is missing.

Lisbane saw the bloody battle at the Thirty-eight Outpost twenty years ago,

Experienced the most dangerous and severe cold sixteen years ago, received the bad news of Prince Suriel's defeat in the Battle of Baishan, learned of the danger of the glacier orcs rioting, and had a headache over the death of the Duke of Black Sand in the battle. The tense situation, facing the precarious situation of insufficient supplies in the war with Xingchen, but nothing can compare to the current situation - all kinds of strange things in Longxiao City made him feel terrified and anxious.

"The Palace of Heroes? The city gate?" The Prime Minister only felt that there was one more thing in his heart.

But he seems to have vaguely grasped something - it may be the answer to the problem.

Lisban turned his head: "Your Majesty still hasn't found it? There is no news from the White Blade Guard? Where is Nicolai?"

Viscount Reston's expression darkened upon hearing this.

"No, there are only a few scattered white-bladed guards who survived the serious injuries in the fight against the disaster, and they don't know anything," Reston shook his head: "Moreover, the rumors in the city are getting bigger and bigger."

The Earl of Lisbane nodded and sighed.

"Rumors." The Prime Minister mused.

Are there any rumors about the Starman assassinating His Majesty?

How can it be.

Lisbane frowned.

Your Majesty only cooperated with that Prince Xingchen last night to find out the traitor of Da Kilometer.

But……

"Where is the Star Prince?"

"And His Majesty's granddaughter." Prime Minister Lisbane raised his head and looked towards Reston: "Your Majesty was also looking for them before, wasn't he?"

The Viscount Reston still shook his head: "Your Majesty entrusted this task to the dark room...but it has been a long time since I saw Ms. Kashan."

The veins on the back of Earl Lisbane's hand tightened.

"It's really a bad premonition." He let out a deep breath, his expression serious: "After the appearance of the giant dragon, Dragon Clouds City is actually in chaos."

The Prime Minister raised his head: "Is there anything else unusual?"

"Yes," Viscount Reston's eyes lit up, "the number of patrols."

At that moment, the eyes of the two senior officials moved in unison.

"Go on." Earl Lisbane said lightly.

"The chaos in the city is not over yet, and the martial law around the shield area has not been lifted, but," Viscount Reston said cautiously, "two order officers under my command reported that they saw at least two patrols coming from the shield area. come out."

"I've already sent someone to track it down." He said solemnly.

Lisbane said nothing.

But the threads are already connected.

"The password of the city gate is not easy to tamper with," the Prime Minister frowned, "Combined with this weird information..."

"God." His expression remained unchanged, but his tone was full of anxiety.

Viscount Reston's expression changed: "You mean..."

Prime Minister Lisbane nodded with a serious face: "I'm afraid something happened to the first gate in front of the Palace of Heroes."

The Chief Vindicator clenched his fist.

"No way?" Lord Viscount let out a breath of disbelief: "That's a soldier at the city gate! Behind him is the backup of the Palace of Heroes..."

Having said that, Reston's eyebrows twitched again.

"There are four Grand Dukes in the Palace of Heroes."

He murmured: "Could it be that they teamed up..."

"No, it's too early to make a conclusion," the Prime Minister waved his hand, and a deep doubt filled his heart: "But there is only one thing for sure."

"Until His Majesty has news, we can no longer sit here and wait," Lisbane raised his head with sharp eyes: "At least the four Grand Dukes must be informed."

Reston frowned: "If they are really behind the scenes..."

"That's the time for them to show their feet," Lisbane clenched his fists, feeling distraught: "I hope His Majesty is safe and sound, but once..."

He didn't go on.

But Reston knew what the Prime Minister was worried about.

Once there is a change in Longxiao City, can they still detain or even kill the four Grand Dukes?

I'm afraid...

They really became Exeter's sinners.

"What are you going to do?" Viscount Reston paused, his face worried: "Without the king's warrant, we cannot directly recruit the militia."

"Or, do you want to recruit your own troops? Or can we write a letter in person to summon the earl outside the city?"

Lisbane said nothing.

In the absence of the king, an earl and viscount led troops privately—even calling on the vassals to lead troops and enter the capital.

Both of them knew what this decision meant.

"No."

"It's unconventional and time consuming."

The Earl of Lisbane stood up and shook his head: "I have a feeling, by then, it may be too late."

"Give up the usual means of communication, release the raven, and contact the Palace of Heroes—see the reactions of the Grand Dukes."

His pupils shrank slightly: "In addition, directly gather the troops of the General Order Office and gather the existing patrol team."

"With the existing troops, we rushed directly to the city gate."

"Look who is playing tricks."

No matter the cowards of the stars.

or someone else,

Prime Minister Lisbane thought to himself.

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Nikolai frowned solemnly.

Cassan burst into a gentle smile again.

Thales looked puzzled.

The next second, the Scarlet Witch leaned forward to Nicolai's ear and said something.

"That...strange..."

The voice was too low - Thales frowned: the Scarlet Witch was speaking in a breathy voice, and he couldn't hear clearly.

But this did not prevent him from seeing Nikolai's back suddenly startled.

"His... sure... is it?" Kashan's voice broke.

Thales only felt as if countless ants were crawling across his heart - the feeling that he could only hear half of this kind of words...

Really annoying!

Nicolai froze for a moment.

Then the meteorite sighed, leaned over to the Scarlet Witch's ear, and said a word in a similar breath.

"He still has...blood..."

Thales sighed.

He still didn't hear anything.

Compared with Thales, who was able to eavesdrop, the people standing far away from the two of them felt another kind of anxiety in their hearts: they watched anxiously, but did not dare to act rashly.

"Are they going to drink?" Cohen mocked, raising his eyebrows.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the owner of the dark room and the white blade ended the conversation.

Nicolai turned away and walked towards the others absent-mindedly.

The Scarlet Witch raised her head and smiled slightly at the group of them.

Then she bowed lightly, turned and left the cave entrance.

Watching the two separate, Thales had inexplicable questions in his heart.

what happened?

The White Blade Guard and the Dark Chamber, what are they...

At that moment, whether it was Raphael, Miranda, Cohen, Wyah, Rolf or even the other White Blade Guards, they all looked at the meteorite with puzzled expressions.

But Nicolai just looked stunned.

Such meteorites are rare—Thales thought to himself.

"What happened?" Thales couldn't help asking, "Are they going to trap us here?"

Nikolai suddenly came back to his senses.

"Let's go," the meteorite raised his head and swept everyone: "We are safe."

"The dark room has been evacuated," he said in a flat, ecstatic tone, "and the people from Heisha collar, for some reason, did not show up."

Raphael frowned and stepped forward.

"Why did she leave?" The young man from the Secret Division looked around cautiously, holding the hilt of his sword secretly: "Where's Kaslan?"

Nicolai sneered unconsciously.

"She let us go."

The meteorite shook his head: "As for Kaslan... I don't know."

Thales was slightly taken aback.

Let us go?

He stared blankly at the empty cave entrance and blinked, as if he couldn't believe it.

How can it be?

Cohen slapped his head with a serious expression: "Oh, she let us go..."

But the next moment, the security officer's expression changed drastically.

"What!" He opened his mouth wide with an exaggerated expression: "Let us go?"

Cohen's eyes widened: "What did you do?"

Nicolai raised his head and forced a disdainful smile.

"Show her my handsome face." He looked at Cohen and mocked coldly: "She will soften her heart."

Cohen blinked inexplicably, and looked at Miranda and Raphael as if asking for help.

Miranda raised an eyebrow.

"You can't tell jokes, my lord,"

Miranda sighed: "There is no need to force yourself."

Nicolaisson lowered his smile and snorted coldly.

Thales pursed his lips, looked at Raphael's thoughtful expression, and asked, "What did you tell her?"

Nikolai raised his head, looked beyond the entrance of the cave, and looked at the sky of the Northland.

He let out a breathless expression.

The complexion is subtle and complex.

"A deal," the meteorite said slowly, "we made a deal."

"I paid a chip," he murmured in a low voice, "to the dark room in exchange for our freedom."

Thales was startled.

chips?

"What chips?"

What did he—Nikolai tell the Scarlet Witch?

What kind of price would make the dark room give up the heir of the stars, and the heir of the northern border...

Abandoning Dragon Clouds City's Walton bloodline?

But Nicolai just shook his head: "It's a big bargaining chip."

A bargaining chip that he didn't know was good or bad.

Nicolai thought in confusion.

Thales and the others looked at each other in blank dismay.