Kingdom’s Bloodline

For three seconds, no one spoke.

until……

"Let's throw away the nonsense." Nikolai turned his head intentionally or unintentionally, revealing the handle of the knife behind him, with a fierce look in his eyes, and his words were as cold as frost: "Or, do you like joking?"

Cohen narrowed his eyes.

Even the little slippery head shook his head.

Thales raised his eyebrows and smiled awkwardly: "But I'm serious..."

He looked at the unkind and suspicious eyes of everyone, and his heart skipped a beat.

The prince finally had to shake his head: "Okay, let's get to the topic..."

"From King Nun's assassination to now, I have collected a lot of information while fleeing," Thales sighed, "There are many details about Lumbard's plan this time."

Putilei and Raphael looked at each other, secretly surprised.

Miranda frowned slightly: "Fleeing, collecting information?"

Thales shrugged: "You can't just run for your life in a panic."

Nikolai's eyes converged: "For example?"

"For example, the real purpose of Rumba," Thales' breathing slowly slowed down: "Whether it is the army that did not need to be brought, or the appearance of himself, it has far exceeded the need to 'counterattack Nun to protect yourself' category."

"We talked about this question in the cell," Miranda said sharply, "Do you have an answer?"

In everyone's sight, Thales lowered his head slightly.

He recalled the stressful conversation in the carriage.

"When King Nuen died and I fell into the hands of Rumba, he said something to me," the second prince said in a daze, recalling the scene in his mind: "That sentence has always troubled me. , until just now."

Raphael unconsciously leaned forward slightly, narrowing his eyes.

"Charman Rumba's original words are," Thales said with a thick voice, imitating the hero's tone: "'Next step?'"

"'Go save the country'."

Except for the little slippery head, everyone was stunned.

Another few seconds of silence.

"What?" It was Puttilai who was in shock.

Raphael and Miranda lowered their heads in thought.

"Hmph," Nicolai shook his head, and exchanged glances with Michael: "The self-justification of the shameless, the cunning words of the kingslayer."

But Thales shook his head solemnly.

"No, I can feel it," the prince exhaled, his eyes full of solemnity: "He is serious: Rumba really thinks that what he is doing is saving Exeter."

The face of the meteorite slowly froze.

Cohen scratched his head: "Maybe, we should stop this guessing game, go straight to the point, and say something I understand?"

"There's something wrong with this sentence." Puttilai took a puff of cigarette, with dark currents in his eyes: "Is there anything in this country that needs to be saved?"

"Maybe it refers to the overthrow of King Nun?" Miranda folded her arms, thinking carefully, "As far as I know, the thirty years of Nun VII's rule have made the grand dukes respect and fear."

"For Lunba, Nunn's death is the new life of the country. Can they finally get rid of the oppression of Walton and Dragon Clouds City?"

Michael sighed.

But the prince still shook his head.

Thales took a breath, and said silently: "The biggest reason why Rumba wants to bring down King Nun is because he is afraid of King Nun's revenge on the Black Sand Territory, and it is for self-protection."

"But this problem has been solved," Thales raised his head and combined every element in his mind: "King Nunn is dead, and he will not climb out of the Hell River to find him again."

Raphael didn't say a word, but suddenly smiled.

"According to Luba's original sentence," the young man from the Secret Department showed a scrutinizing gaze: "He is about to 'go' to save this country. At this time, King Nuen is dead. From the chronological order, it is wrong."

Thales nodded absentmindedly.

"Unless Rumba hasn't taken grammar lessons, he can't even tell the tense between the present and the future." Thales said lightly.

"Otherwise, what he said about saving the country..."

Thales raised his head, his eyes were extremely solemn: "It's definitely not just about overthrowing King Nun,

Not even just getting rid of the oppression of Dragon Clouds City, not just changing the king. "

"He wants more."

"He wants change like never before."

"I want to 'save the country' in the most thorough way."

Everyone fell silent.

"I bet," Thales exhaled, with a serious and serious tone: "This is why Luba brought the army to Dragon Clouds, why he is going to the Palace of Heroes at this moment, and it is also the key to our counterattack."

"Bringing the army to the Palace of Heroes can save the country?" Cohen asked suspiciously: "What is he going to do? Kill all the nobles in Dragon Clouds City, from the Grand Duke to the Earl?"

Putilai sneered.

"In the past few decades of my first half of my life, I have learned one thing." Mr. Deputy Envoy breathed out a puff of smoke, and said quietly: "Violence is the one that takes the shortest time, the simplest method, and the lowest effectiveness among all the means to solve problems. Best as a last resort."

Thales sighed, and all the clues became clearer in his mind.

"During that impressive journey, I heard another detail."

All eyes were once again attracted by the prince.

"Shadow Shield told Rumba," Thales said silently, "When Saridon assassinated King Nun, he spent a long time looking for the king's trace."

Putilei raised his head abruptly!

As if thinking of something.

Raphael also opened his mouth in surprise.

Thales lowered his head:

Thanks Kaslan...

Thank you for giving me Gu's hiding place...

otherwise……

Otherwise, I probably wouldn't have seen the scene where Rumba and Shadowshield meet.

he thought silently.

Huai Ya raised his eyebrows: "Is there something wrong?"

"It's very inappropriate," Puttilai frowned, and his tone was tense: "Arrange an assassination, but you can't determine the location of the target and the time of the assassination..."

The thin man's eyes were solemn: "For an assassination operation that needs to be planned and well-prepared in advance, this is one of the most fatal and unforgivable mistakes."

"This means...the assassination of Shadow Shield and Sariton, there was an accident that they didn't expect."

"Oh," Cohen on the side suddenly patted his head, then raised his thumb and said sincerely: "It seems that you have a lot of experience, uncle."

At that moment, Puttilai's eyes darkened.

Thales took a deep breath and raised his head.

"The blade of the locust jumped down from the cliff of the sky to assassinate the king," the prince said solemnly: "He has been hiding on the cliff of the sky before."

Even Ashida and Black Sword didn't notice him.

Thales clenched his fists, tidying up while thinking.

"How did he get up there?" Nicolai wondered: "Even at night, Sariton could not have climbed up the Sky Cliff unnoticed. "

Thales shook his head.

"It does not matter."

"The important thing is," the second prince's pupils narrowed, "there is only one place connected to the sky cliff."

Lord Michael, who has been an official of the king for many years, his eyes trembled, and he said the answer: "The Palace of Heroes."

No one spoke, everyone knew what it meant.

"That is to say," Thales nodded lightly: "Baannet Sariton originally planned to enter the Palace of Heroes from the Cliff of the Sky and assassinate King Nun."

"The Palace of Heroes is the place where King Nun died in their original plan."

Raphael; with a strange smile, he looked at the prince quietly.

"Everything works," Thales was thinking ecstatically, "After Nun's assassination, Rumba appeared unreasonably with the army, and even tried to kill us, but he shouldn't have done such an unwise act to ask for suspicion. lift."

Snapped!

Thales punched himself in the palm of his hand, his eyes shining.

"Now I understand that the Rumba and the army will appear there," he exhaled, "because of an accident in the assassination plan: King Nun should not die in the Shield Zone, but should die in the Palace of Heroes, just like in the Dragon Blood Project It's like an accident."

Raphael sneered silently.

"Sariton couldn't find the king in the Palace of Heroes, so Lombard had to send troops into the shield area to search for traces of Nun." Thales clenched his fists: "After confirming that Saridon's assassination was successful, he The first thing that comes to mind is to kill witnesses to silence them."

But Nikolai's face turned blue, with pain in his eyes.

"Your Majesty Nun," the Meteorite said bitterly, "When he was fighting against the disaster, he should have stayed safely in the Palace of Heroes, but he chose to set off with the White Blade Guard and come outside the palace."

"He said he believed that where the White Blades were, it was the safest place in the world."

Michael lowered his head, his voice hoarse: "We have all failed our responsibilities."

Thales' eyes darkened: "Choosing to leave the palace, although the tragedy of being assassinated is unavoidable, it may be the wisest decision made by the old king before his death."

"Leave a glimmer of life for us."

The sergeant raised his hand.

"What does this mean?" Cohen waved his palm, thinking hard: "Rumba doesn't want people outside the palace to know that Nuen is dead?"

Miranda raised her head, her eyes were cold.

"If King Nuen died inexplicably in the Palace of Heroes according to Lumbard's original plan," the female swordsman asked coldly, "What will happen then?"

Puttilai shook his head: "It's not the situation..."

Thales hummed, and several figures of different positions and weights appeared in his mind, and he took the words of the deputy envoy ponderously: "It was four friendly and kind old friends who were also in the Palace of Heroes at that time..."

"It's what happens to them."

Thales suddenly raised his eyes and looked at everyone.

"Let's go." He said decisively.

"Where are you going?" Nicolai narrowed his eyes.

Thales smiled.

"To verify my final conjecture," the prince said softly, "to find the weakness of Rumba."

At the same time, in the Hall of Heroes in the Palace of Heroes, the conversation between the five Grand Dukes became more and more tense.

"About Your Majesty's misfortune..."

Charmain Rumba looked at the four Grand Dukes indifferently: "It seems that you have something to say?"

Ronnie from Qiyuan City snorted coldly:

"Don't take your peers for fools."

Grand Duke Ronnie said coldly: "We are not those aristocratic background boards in knight novels who only set off the protagonist and give his daughter to him for nothing."

Rumba narrowed his eyes.

"As His Majesty's greatest enemy, Charmain," the bearded Olésio raised his chin, folded his arms tightly, and said with a serious face, "it's really strange that you knew about his death so much earlier than the rest of us." Simple."

Grand Duke Heisha snorted softly.

"And it was not too early or too late, just appeared shortly after His Majesty was assassinated?" Grand Duke Trudida hid half of his face in the shadow that the brazier couldn't see, stroked his beard, and said in a strange way: "It seems that the leader of the black sand Ma Ke is so fast, he is almost catching up with the dragon, how about selling me some?"

The Grand Duke Lombard raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"I think," the mature and prudent Grand Duke Lecco shook his head, making his bald head more conspicuous, and a pair of pupils occasionally showed a bright light: "If you just want to talk to us...you are outside the door 'Followers', is it too much?"

Charmain Rumba raised his head and glanced at the stone carving of the Dragon Spear in the Cloud above his head.

His hand rested on the old saber at his waist.

The next second, he nodded slowly.

But on Rumba's unsmiling face, the eyes became colder and colder.

"I didn't know you guys started to learn to act on the stage," Grand Duke Heisha lowered his head and snorted softly, looking around the four of them:

"One line per person?"

boom!

Grand Duke Ronnie slammed his fist on the rectangular table, his eyes turned cold.

"Stop talking nonsense," the Grand Duke of Qiyuan City said fiercely, "What the hell is that big head of yours that has been blown by the wind and sand in the south for forty years thinking!"

"Kill the king and destroy the biggest rule and tacit understanding we have had for more than six hundred years?"

"Do you think you can escape?"

The grand dukes looked at Rumba coldly and did not answer.

Rumba also frowned, facing Ronnie's questioning.

After a few seconds.

"I thought you would be very happy," Rumba said softly, his voice a little hoarse: "After all, he is dead, and you can finally get rid of that tyrant."

"Get rid of his officials."

"Get rid of his unreasonable demands."

"Get rid of his growing greed."

"Get rid of his growing power."

"Get rid of his unreasonable instructions on the affairs of your respective territories."

Charmain Rumba glanced at the Grand Dukes coldly: "Isn't it?"

At that moment, different colors flashed in the eyes of the four Grand Dukes.

There was a moment of silence.

The Grand Duke of Welland, Rebion Aurelius, stepped forward.

The corners of the bearded prince's mouth curled up, and he said in a cold tone: "But this game is not played like this."

"You can't overturn the chessboard just because of a momentary disadvantage."

He narrowed his eyes: "You act like a desperate gambler, which makes us very nervous."

Rumba snorted coldly, seemingly disdainful.

"nervous?"

He stretched out his palm, patted his chest, and said in a deep voice, "Ask yourself, my lords."

"During the past thirty years, the past sixty years, the past ninety years," Lumbard said with a icy expression and words like a sword, "is it me, or those Waltons, who have used all kinds of means and aggressive methods to fight against them?" The general situation forced you to suffocate the king, making you even more nervous?"

The grand dukes didn't speak. Years of experience had already made them accustomed to expressing emotions and anger. Not everyone was as young as Peifitt.

Rumba took a step forward and walked towards the long table.

"Of course, Nunn and Walton are very good at playing this game, he keeps his chessboard in order," Lunba said coldly, "Look at that throne, it's already placed in Dragon Clouds City Almost a hundred years!"

Grand Duke Heisha waved his hand and pointed to King Nun's position, his eyes were cold: "Don't you think it's strange?"

Grand Duke Olsio let out a savage sound.

"This has nothing to do with us," the Grand Duke of Welland came up to him, and confronted Lombard face to face without flinching: "But you have indeed broken the co-government oath, and His Majesty is still your co-king."

Boom!

Rumba took a big step forward!

His forehead was almost touching Olsio's.

But Olsio did not flinch, his eyes were fierce.

The atmosphere between the two archdukes was growing tense.

"Then you should know," the Grand Duke of Lombard narrowed his eyes, and he bit the words one after another, which sounded very scary: "If he is still alive, in two months, my head will be put in a box , for you to visit."

"How do you know that the head in the next box will not be one of you?"

"Stop talking nonsense," the oldest Grand Duke of Lecco raised his head rarely, his eyes very serious: "Trying to make us believe that the Star Prince killed the king is not a good idea to divert the focus."

"Northern people have their own way of the Northland," Grand Duke Ronnie answered his words, and said in a deep voice, "Just follow it."

Grand Duke Lombard narrowed his eyes, seeming quite dissatisfied.

Grand Duke Trudida clapped his hands.

"I don't think he wants to follow the way of the Northland." The Grand Duke of Reconstruction Tower, who is famous for his cunning, tilted his head: "Look at the bunch of stupid soldiers outside the door."

Grand Duke Ronnie snorted coldly: "Why, are you still planning to wipe us all out here?"

Grand Duke Lunba looked at the four grand dukes, his face getting colder and colder.

He clenched his fists.

But the four grand dukes in front of them didn't have the slightest intention of shrinking back. Whether they were sitting or standing, they all stared at Luba coldly, without compromise.

After half an hour.

Rumba let go of his fist, sank his chest, and exhaled slowly.

"I'm not here to threaten you." Grand Duke Heisha said solemnly, "I'm not here to harm you either."

Grand Duke Lecco narrowed his eyes, seemingly in deep thought.

Rumba raised his head abruptly: "I'm here today for Exeter."

Grand Duke Olsio and Ronnie looked at each other and sneered at the same time.

"For the future of Exeter," Lunba said solemnly, "I have an important proposal that I would like to present to you all."

Trudida looked puzzled.

Grand Duke Heisha raised his head, his face was cold, but his eyes seemed to be burning with flames.

Like fire in ice.

"We..." He said lightly:

"Divide up Dragon Clouds City."