Kingdom’s Bloodline

Two of the braziers in the Hall of Heroes had been extinguished.

But at the moment in the stone hall, no one cared about the temperature anymore.

"Rumba doesn't just want to assassinate King Nun."

Thales managed to adjust his breathing, and Prince Star's voice sounded softly: "He still wants to make the most of King Nun's death to achieve his goal!"

The prince raised his head and looked at the four princes with subtle expressions: "As you can imagine: King Nuen just executed one of the five princes in the name of revenge last night, and died beside the other four in a blink of an eye. "

"What's the situation?"

Grand Duke Lecco clasped his hands, his eyes froze.

What will be the situation?

The old man looked at Rumba, his thoughts racing.

In contrast, Rumba's gaze at Thales returned to dead silence, which made the latter feel terrified.

Thales looked very calm, and he continued: "I don't know the specific plan of Lunba, but in his imagination, you were probably the prime suspects at that time, unable to argue, and in a state of desperation - and you are in the strange Longxiao In the city, the shrewd and capable Prime Minister of Lisbane may not be easy to deal with."

The prince recalled the intelligence and truth collected bit by bit during the tense and thrilling escape journey since the assassination, and sighed slightly: "Next, with the 'help' of the dark room, the Prime Minister of Lisbane and the four 'suspects' of regicide There will inevitably be conflict."

"Press you all to the opposite side of Dragon Clouds City!"

There was a subtle silence in the hall.

The Grand Dukes all looked at Luba, thinking about Thales' words with different expressions.

Thales walked to the long table, jumped on a chair under the hesitant eyes of Grand Duke Ronnie, and looked at the opposite Grand Duke Lecco: "I just heard that even now, Prime Minister Lisbane is besieging Gate?"

Rumba tilted his head silently, as if he wasn't the subject of the conversation.

"At first, I couldn't figure out why Rumba wanted to bring the army while assassinating the king." Thales took a deep breath, recalling the soldiers disguised as patrols, and also recalling the suspicion in the cell: "I now I believe that the Lombard's army is to intervene in the conflict when the situation is out of control,

Rescue you grand dukes. "

Trudida looked up.

"Why?" Grand Duke Reconstruction Tower asked solemnly: "Assuming what you said is true, why would Lumbard do this?"

Thales paused slightly.

"To convince you." He said expressionlessly.

"What?" Grand Duke Trudida subconsciously asked in surprise.

"Those of you who are suspected of regicide and are at odds with the Prime Minister, in order to protect yourself, you will definitely accept Lumbard's proposal spontaneously, willingly and even impatiently pushing the death of the king to the Kingdom of Stars and me."

Having said that, Thales' face darkened.

"You will voluntarily become Lombard's accomplices, and together with Lombard, we will send troops to invade the stars: not only ending the threat of King Nun, but also fulfilling his long-cherished wish," Thales sighed softly under Selma's strange eyes:

"This is Rumba's real original plan - to use calculations and blame to tie the allies to his chariot."

The gazes of the Grand Dukes kept going back and forth between Luba and Thales.

Grand Duke Heisha remained motionless, his eyes became more and more calm.

Thales let out a breath, leaned back on the chair tiredly, and at the same time looked strangely at Grand Duke Ronnie's face getting uglier and uglier.

Did I offend him?

Grand Duke Olsio knocked on the square table solemnly, and his thick voice sounded: "If this was Charmain's original plan, then why did he change his mind?"

Thales squeezed his fist, remembering Puttilai's words.

"To Luba's surprise, there was an accident in the assassination," Thales replied calmly, "King Nunn didn't stay in the Palace of Heroes as he expected."

"Rumba had to expose himself and enter the city early to witness Nunn's death in the shield area."

The prince raised his eyes, and a pair of gray eyes scanned every prince:

"He has lost his dominance and control over the situation, he can no longer blame you, and he can't use the situation and crisis to force you to form an alliance with him."

"That's why there is this scene."

"Rumba had no choice but to take the risk of taking down the city gate, and personally entered the Palace of Heroes, to persuade you in person, put aside the strangeness of Nun's death, and cooperate with him."

Thales breathed a sigh of relief: "Unlike the previous plan that was forced by the situation, this time, he will use a reason that you can't refuse to persuade everyone to join his plan."

His voice fell.

Leave the silence to the hall.

The expressions of the grand dukes are very interesting.

"Is that what you're talking about?"

Grand Duke Lycco pondered for a while: "Charmain planned to use some disgraceful means to pull us into the chariot?"

Rumba snorted coldly.

"It's a word of mouth," the tone of Grand Duke Heisha was full of disdain and indifference: "and there are many doubts."

Thales gritted his teeth.

But Trudida cut him off.

"Our Grand Duke Heisha is very scheming," the Grand Duke of Reconstruction Tower smiled slightly: "But so what?"

"Even if he was really planning to plot and frame us," Grand Duke Trudida turned to the others and gently spread his hands: "At this point, it's too late."

The Grand Duke turned his head slightly and looked at Thales.

At that moment, Trudida's eyes shot a cold light: "For Exeter, what should be done is still to be done."

"You can't change anything."

Rumba still had a low expression on his face, but Grand Duke Heisha still turned his face and nodded slightly to Trudida.

Thales was slightly taken aback.

He observed the expressions of several Grand Dukes and found that they seemed indifferent.

Thelma leaned forward worriedly and tugged at the hem of his torn clothes.

But Thales laughed.

In front of the grand dukes, His Royal Highness showed a relieved smile.

"My lords."

"How did Charman Rumba convince you?" Thales glanced at these powerful lords one by one, pursing his lips: "What kind of reason did he give that he couldn't refuse, so that you could cooperate obediently? "

The faces of the princes became a little ugly.

"It's okay," Thales closed his eyes and sighed, "Actually, I already guessed a few things on the way here."

Rumba's pupils paused slightly.

"Did he tell you that compared to Lombard's disobedience," Thales straightened up and faced the grand dukes seriously: "In the country to the south of yours, a more terrifying threat is rising? Stronger than Aix Te can't resist?"

At that moment, the Grand Dukes all behaved more or less unnaturally.

It seems that he is not used to saying this sentence from Prince Star's mouth.

Rumba snorted.

But Thales ignored Grand Duke Heisha.

This is his turn.

Thales clenched his fist lightly.

"Did he tell you that the country after that empire is undergoing changes to an unprecedented degree?" Thales' eyes became sharper, and his voice gradually increased: "The power of their entire country is being aggregated into one unprecedentedly, and it is becoming more and more efficient. Arms and fingers?"

Selma looked surprised.

"Did he tell you that only by preempting that threat, with war and violence, and recklessly nipping that threat in its infancy, can Exter earn its way?"

Grand Duke Olsio and Trudida look at each other in surprise

"Did he still tell you that if you don't do this, one day, your territory will be seized, your family will perish, your blood will be cut off, and everything you own will be wiped out and cease to exist?"

Grand Duke Lycco raised his brows, and veins popped out of his hands again.

Thales took a deep breath and said the last sentence: "Did he also tell you: everything Charmain Lombard did, whether it was a coup d'état killing the king or instigating a war, was a choice of last resort and a helpless choice. Is it a sacrifice to bear the stigma, the courage of a hero to stand up for the world, and the righteousness of sacrificing oneself for the country?"

After saying this, Thales felt that Luba's eyes on him were getting colder and colder.

"Okay," Grand Duke Trudida sighed slightly: "For these few words—you really deserve your reputation, kid."

Grand Duke Ronnie frowned:

"Who told you that?"

"It's not important—but this is how he convinced you," Thales gritted his teeth, ignoring the strange behavior of the grand dukes, "you agreed to his reason, and you agreed to cover up the truth of the king's death for him , you are willing to go south to the stars with him, and you accepted his condition of taking the ownerless Dragon Clouds City as a gift."

"Just for Exeter?"

Just when the Grand Dukes were in doubt, Thales raised his head suddenly, gritted his teeth and said, "But don't you find it strange?"

Thales stood up abruptly from the chair, supported the square table with both hands, with a solemn expression:

"If he can convince you all on his own—as he is doing now, then why did he spend so much time in the original plan to plot and blame you, forcing you to go to the opposite side of Dragon Clouds City?"

The prince clenched his fists: "Why didn't he walk in and tell you: 'For Exeter, for everything you have not to be destroyed by the future Star Kingdom, please understand his last resort and cooperate with his selfless feat?'”

Trudida raised his head, glanced at Rumba who was no longer speaking, and curled the corner of his mouth: "That's what he does now, doesn't he."

Thales stared at Rumba with his hands on the saber at his waist.

"As I said just now, he is forced to do this now—a backup plan," the prince said softly.

"Otherwise, unless it is absolutely necessary, Rumba will never use this reason to convince you—he neither intends to tell you about the threat of the stars, nor does he intend to tell you about the drastic changes in that country, nor does he intend to tell you about his real purpose. "

Grand Duke Lecco frowned slightly: The real purpose?

Thales put his fist on the table, recalling what Shiles said: "Lumba would rather you join his team because of the confrontation with Dragon Cloud City, than you would join him because you sensed the threat of the stars." Join forces with him."

"Why?" Grand Duke Ronnie said impatiently: "Let's be honest, people in the North hate beating around the bush."

Thales turned to him.

"Why?" The Prince of Stars narrowed his eyes, "Because this is his sincere words."

"It's more because he's afraid."

At that moment, Thales finally saw that Rumba, who had always had a cold expression, slowly raised his head.

Grand Duke Heisha looked at him, the chill in his eyes turned into deathly silence.

Thales looked back at him without flinching, and gritted his teeth lightly.

This is a battle between us.

It is also the fairest battlefield.

Are you ready, Rumba.

And now, it's my counterattack.

"Scared?" Trudida asked suspiciously.

Thales nodded slowly but firmly.

"What he is afraid of is that you will find something wrong in his words."

Thales Canxing took a deep breath: "He's afraid that once you start to think carefully, you'll discover the cruel truth behind the reason of 'threat from the stars'..."

"The truth?" Grand Duke Ronnie repeated in a murmur.

next second.

"Grand Dukes!" Thales stood up straight, stepped on the chair, with a serious expression: "Once you accept Lumbard's proposal today and annex Dragon Clouds City..."

"...Send troops south and invade the stars."

Grand Duke Lecco sat up straight unconsciously.

Ronnie lifted his chin.

Trudida and Aurelius looked solemn.

As for Rumba - his pair of dead eyes have not moved for a long time.

But Thales had no time to take care of his opponent.

"From now on, each of your families, leaders, and grand dukes," Thales gritted his teeth, and solemnly scanned each of the grand dukes, seeing that their expressions became more and more complicated and subtle: "all will be in an unstoppable storm..."

"A catastrophe is imminent, beyond redemption!"

————

The sword wind is coming!

Straight to the back of the Flaming Knight's neck!

At the very moment, Tuleha, whose right hand was clamped by Raphael, made a decisive decision, let go of his left hand decisively, and let go of Huaiya, who was struggling more and more weakly.

The Flaming Knight swung back his remaining left arm!

"Dang!" There was a harsh and sharp sound!

"Chi!" Tuleha's neck turned bright red.

Cohen's mighty sword hit Tuleha's arm armor in the air!

The tip of the sword barely scratched the Flaming Knight's neck, piercing the skin.

Blood slowly flowed from the knight's neck, and he let out a low groan.

Tuleha's armor was cracked by Cohen's sword, and blood oozes from the crack.

The security officer felt a chill in his heart: the opponent still prevented the fatal blow.

"Bet your life? You potted plants in the greenhouse," Tuleha held the long sword on his left arm, felt the pain from his arm, ignored the blood dripping from his neck, and said in a deep voice: "You are not worthy .”

Cohen pressed the long sword firmly, and struck down again, Tuleha's arm armor let out a deformed groan.

Raphael gritted his teeth, and the strange muscles in his arm swelled up again, tightly controlling the enemy's right arm and weapon, trying to create the next opportunity for Cohen.

Feeling the opponent's extraordinary strength, Tuleha turned his eyes and shot Raphael with a sword-like gaze.

"Masters."

"When your father handed out rewards for your mother's protruding belly," Tuleha's face was ferocious, his right arm wrestled with Raphael, who had suddenly increased in strength, and his left arm held Cohen's body mixed with the power of the end. Strength: "I'm out in the snow, shivering next to my mother's stiff corpse, struggling through another damn winter!"

"Click!"

The power of finishing burned his whole body like a flame——Tulleha turned his neck around while roaring.

He drew back the gauntlet, freeing Korn's longsword, bringing out a cloud of blood.

The police officer who was injured lost his balance and his feet swayed.

The next moment, Tuleha released the Rising Sun Saber in his right hand.

The Rising Sun Saber fell to the ground, the blade lost its scorching heat, and bounced on the ground with a clang.

Raphael watched the opponent's weapon fall by his side, and a warning sign appeared in his heart!

Not good.

Sure enough, without the restraint of the saber, Tuleha no longer tried to wrestle with the exaggeratedly strong Raphael, but sank down and slammed into Raphael with his right shoulder!

Raphael only felt his figure shake, followed by a shock in his back!

"boom!"

Before Cohen could react, Raphael was slammed against the wall by the Flaming Knight.

Raphael's face turned pale, and he coughed in pain, but still firmly grasped the opponent's right hand.

"When you were crying loudly in the luxurious swaddling clothes," Tuleha was burning with the power of ending, and pressed against Raphael, his eyes were terrifying: "I am in the dust of the countryside, for a mouthful of moldy bread Bleeding, cut and bruised."

Cohen's heart tightened, and the long sword stabbed out!

Tuleha turned sideways with a ruthless face, dodging Cohen's sword that went straight to his chest.

"laugh!"

Korn's longsword sliced ​​through Tuleha's shoulder armor, sending out shards, and the blade sparked against the wall.

But Tuleha ignored his shoulder injury, and he hit Raphael, who was pinned against the wall, with another shoulder hit!

"boom!"

He hit Raphael's chest hard!

Raphael groaned in pain, and finally let go of the opponent's right arm.

"When you are comfortably reading and writing in the study," Tuleha withdrew his right hand and said in a cold voice, "I dragged my scarred shoulders and transported the most smelly garbage and excrement, from copper to copper Learn to count with the crisp sound."

The Flaming Knight turned around sharply, and firmly grasped the sword that Cohen slashed again in mid-air!

"Clang!"

There was a sharp friction between the blade and Tuleha's iron gloves.

Blood flowed from the knight's fingers.

The security officer looked at the beast-like Flaming Knight in astonishment, and wanted to withdraw his long sword.

"When you were learning to wield a wooden sword in the manor," Tuleha punched Raphael in the abdomen with his right hand, knocking him out of consciousness, and bent down, "I was on the vast glacier, wrapped Put your last strength to the wound, and fight against beasts, peers, weather, terrain, and all enemies!"

The Flaming Knight grabbed Cohen's sword and charged back!

Cohen wanted to raise his arm to defend, but Tuleha suddenly kicked his knee!

"boom!"

The police officer dropped his sword and fell to the ground.

"When you were flirting with girls at the banquet..." Tuleha stretched out his right hand, peeling off the broken shoulder armor and arm armor.

The Flaming Knight coldly shook off the burden including the robe, revealing his fleshy, blood-colored gnarled body—from the neck, shoulders to arms, there were severe burn scars, pits and pits, terrifying and frightening.

With an ice-cold expression and fiery eyes, Tuleha threw away Cohen's blood-stained long sword.

He turned around and punched!

"boom!"

Raphael, who had just stood up and was about to sneak attack, was hit on the head by the Flaming Knight, and hit the wall again.

"I crawled out from under the burnt corpse, moaning in pain with burns all over my body, looking forward to seeing the sun the next day."

Cohen gritted his teeth between anxiety and anger, roared and rushed towards the enemy, striking out heavy punches with astonishing strength.

"boom!"

The fist hit the knight's cheek!

Let the latter pause slightly.

But Tuleha just yelled and bent down, steadfastly withstood Cohen's charge, ignoring the heavy punch that the police officer slapped on his face.

As if it was nothing more than the most insignificant mosquito bite.

"Fired and formed in hell of blood and fire," he stretched out his hands, grasping Cohn's striking arm with great experience, pinned his legs, and carried Cohen's body on his shoulders.

"——This is the reason for the Flame Knight!"

In the next second, Tuleha, with a crazy expression, used his hands hard, turned around suddenly, kicked the struggling Cohen into the air, and fell hard to the ground!

"boom!"

The tall security officer landed on his back and was thrown heavily to the ground.

Cohen only felt severe pain all over his body, dizzy, and all his strength was gone from him.

"Gamble your life?"

"You young masters, you will never understand."

Tuleha straightened up, shook his reddish side face, and spat out a bloody tooth indifferently: "In order to stand in the same manor as you, I crawled all the way from the mud and blood, and I have been fighting endlessly." How many times have you bet your life in hell."

Tuleha was half naked, with scars all over his eyes, blood flowing all over his body, and his expression was ferocious and terrifying.

"Even if we are both in the extreme realm, our lives," the Flame Knight turned around coldly, and looked at Raphael who stood up again: "It's still far away."

Raphael wiped the blood from his forehead, endured bouts of dizziness, and pulled out the broken long sword from his waist.

"You are a terrifying warrior," the young man from the Secret Division swung his hand vigorously, glanced at the dying Cohen, and frowned, "As one of the 'Five Generals', you deserve your reputation."

Tuleha turned his head and glanced at the Rising Sun Saber on the ground—it was still some distance away from him.

"But with your skill," Raphael said in a deep voice, "why follow Rumba on this road of no return of regicide and treason?"

"For more hell?"

The Flame Knight snorted coldly, kicked up Cohen's long sword "Bearer", grabbed it in his hand, and tried the weight and length.

The next second, Tuleha roared and rushed to him!

Raphael's eyes narrowed.

"Dang!" The two swords intersected in a cross, and Raphael firmly blocked the opponent's horizontal chop.

But Tuleha didn't intend to compete with the opponent in sword skills at all. Like a real beast, he pressed his left arm on the spine of the sword and pushed Raphael to the wall!

"Bang!" Raphael resisted the knight's sword and was slammed against the wall, his long sword was even pressed against his chest.

Tuleha's face was ferocious, his left elbow suddenly rose, and the two long swords that crossed each other were turned into an "X" shape by him!

The Flame Knight's left arm pressed against the upper part of "X", holding Raphael's throat tightly, making him unable to breathe.

"When you traveled around the world with swords and glory on your backs," Tuleha said through gritted teeth, "I stood in front of a deserted village, on a barren land where even weeds could not grow. The first piece of family property, the first knighthood in exchange for youth and life, weeping bitterly."

Raphael struggled in agony, unable to catch his breath, but Tuleha just kept pressing his sword unstoppably, his elbow pressing on his windpipe.

The Flame Knight gritted his teeth, with pain and hope mixed in his eyes: "I have gone through all this, so I can stand here, facing you, the pride of the sky, with a weapon in hand."

"You ask me, why should I follow the Grand Duke?"

"Bang!" Flame Knight roared, and hit Raphael hard on the forehead with a head hammer.

"clang!"

Raphael's long sword came loose and fell from his hand.

The young man from the secret department seemed to have lost consciousness, and he slipped down from the wall weakly, and was grabbed by the collar by Tuleha.

"boom!"

The knight turned around and bumped his knee, knocking Wyatt who got up from the ground until he vomited blood, and fell back.

"You don't understand..." Tuleha panted, and habitually swung the sword in his right hand—the bearer obviously didn't match his usual weapon.

He looked at Cohen who was struggling on the ground, gritted his teeth and said, "His Excellency, Grand Duke Heisha..."

"His Excellency, he..."

"What he sees is a longer-term future." The Flaming Knight took a deep breath, showing a look of fascination: "An unprecedented new world, where everyone can have their own future."

Panting heavily, Tuleha stretched out his left arm, clasped Raphael's neck, and lifted him up.

"For the Grand Duke's ideals, and even for the future he promised," the horrifying Flaming Knight licked the blood from his mouth, pulled the enemy closer to his eyes, and looked straight into Raphael's eyes:

"Whatever the price, I'm willing to pay."

The Flame Knight exhaled with difficulty.

Raphael just gritted his teeth tightly, his eyes were slack, and he looked into the enemy's eyes weakly.

"No matter what obstacles," Tuleha raised Cohen's sword, eyes protruding, and looked at Raphael seriously and fanatically:

"I have to smash it all."

At that moment, the little girl from many years ago appeared in front of Raphael's eyes.

Mila.

He thought vaguely, closing his eyes.

sorry.

In the next second, the Flame Knight stabbed out the sword in his hand without hesitation.

"laugh!"

The blade pierced Raphael's heart.

Wear it from behind.

The bright red is left all over the ground.

And Cohen's heart-piercing screams.