Kingdom’s Bloodline

"But you didn't interrupt him, did you?" Trudida put away the dagger, folded his arms, and sighed, "Look, sometimes your mouth is tough, but your body will always reveal your inner thoughts."

He raised his eyes: "how is it?"

Olsio frowned, looking back and forth between Luba and Thales.

Ronnie observed the expression of Olsio.

And Rumba just held his sword expressionlessly, making it hard to guess what he was thinking.

Just when Thales became anxious, Grand Duke Lecco broke the silence again.

"You know," the old grand duke said in a hoarse voice, "the king selection meeting needs the testimony of the priest of the temple..."

Thales shuddered, and spoke almost instinctively:

"The High Priest Hom is outside the city gate at this moment, waiting for your call within five minutes away."

"She has a detached identity, and even Prime Minister Lisbane can't stop her."

The princes frowned.

"You planned it in advance?" Grand Duke Lecco asked in surprise.

Thales shrugged, sweating profusely.

silence.

Grand Duke Lecco and Trudida exchanged glances.

Two seconds later, the old man closed his eyes and let out a desolate laugh.

Trudida glanced at Thales and also laughed dumbfounded.

Thales was confused.

Ronnie and Olsio looked at each other, as if shocked by their companion's decision.

Rumba sighed.

"This is impossible!"

Grand Duke Ronnie gritted his teeth and shook his head fiercely:

"There are only five of us here. It is not customary for the king election meeting to be held when there are not enough people."

He looked at Olsius,

Seems to be trying to get support.

However, the familiar female voice sounded again:

"Actually..."

"The king selection meeting... can be held when the number of people is not enough."

The grand dukes moved one after another, and their attention returned to Selma.

The messy girl said cautiously: "In the 346th year of the Ending Calendar, the King of Wrath died in battle in King Nightwing's army, and Dragon Clouds City fell to the enemy."

"The kingdom of Exeter, with no leader and endless wars, can't gather the princes to choose a king..." Thelma's words gradually became smoother, her voice was clear and pleasant:

"Therefore, the Grand Duke of the sentinel to the north, the Grand Duke of Glacier Sea, and the Grand Duke of Jieshou City gathered together to cast their votes, and at the same time notified the remaining six territories to send their choices by mail .”

Thelma lowered her head and secretly glanced at Grand Duke Ronnie.

"That's how Elassaloni won four votes, and thus sat on the throne in the flames of war," the girl said softly, "and he is one of your ancestors, Grand Duke Ronnie."

Ronnie was tongue-tied and suddenly at a loss for words.

Listening to Thelma's timid explanation, Thales only felt that he saw the savior.

But there were still objections.

"That's just a special case, and we don't have time to wait for the votes of other grand dukes," Grand Duke Aurelius shook his head: "When Lisbane takes down the city gate, the illusion of peace you created will be broken, and in the end we'll still fight until the end." The end of death."

Rumba raised his gaze: "My people are stronger than you think, they can resist long enough, for example, after my army kills all of you."

The eyes of Olsio and Lumba met in mid-air, and sparks of hatred and anger were about to be wiped out again.

Thales quickly raised his hand:

"We don't have to inform the other Grand Dukes!"

He hurriedly said:

"Just make sure that you have an overwhelming number of votes and that the choices of other grand dukes will not affect the outcome, then the choice of the king will be decided!"

"Overwhelming?" The bearded Olsio shook his head disdainfully, pointing to Luba: "Including him, there are only five of us here. Even if all five of us choose Lumbard as king, there is still a lack..."

Having said that, he suddenly froze.

The grand dukes, including Luba, were also stunned.

In the next second, they turned their heads in unison.

look at the same person.

"That's right, everyone," Thales felt as if a stone had landed in his heart, and he trembled with his arms: "We need six votes from the ten grand dukes, so that we can decide the next co-government without any objection in the absence of other grand dukes." Belonging to the king."

His pupils shrank slightly: "Only six votes."

Under the disbelieving gazes of all the Grand Dukes, Thales took a few steps forward and walked to the girl who was stared at by the Grand Dukes and didn't even know where to put her hands.

"Let me introduce again," Thales grabbed the girl's hand and solemnly raised the 'triumph' on her finger:

"Selma Alex Suriel Walton."

The princes looked at each other.

"The orthodox bloodline of the Dragon Spear family, the next successor of Dragon Clouds City..."

Thales gritted his teeth, paused for a second, and then slowly opened his mouth:

"The Grand Duchess!"

There was a longer silence in the hall than ever.

Selma was stunned to meet the astonished and puzzled eyes of the grand dukes.

how……

how so……

The girl only felt panic in her heart, she subconsciously turned to the prince beside her:

"But……"

Thales grabbed her hand violently, and blocked Thelma's words.

The penultimate brazier was slowly extinguished in silence.

"No, no," Olsio looked at Thelma who was about to cry in shock, and shook his head in disbelief: "She's a girl, Exeter, no, there has never been such a precedent in the whole Northland..."

"Aren't there few precedents that you have broken today?"

Thales exhaled: "Assassinate the king, cover up the truth, divide up the territory, and the princes draw their swords in the Hall of Heroes... If these things happen..."

"In comparison, the appearance of a female grand duchess is simply too conservative!"

Rumba looked at Thelma with a strange expression, and seemed to think of something, and actually showed a bitter smile for no reason.

Grand Duke Lecco looked at Thelma with difficulty, hesitating to speak.

"A woman," Grand Duke Ronnie narrowed his eyes, "Neither commoners nor nobles in the Kingdom of Exeter will recognize a female Grand Duchess..."

Thales said seriously: "So she needs your support."

"It needs the recognition and affirmation of the five Grand Dukes of Exeter in the kingdom to secure her position and suppress opposition and dissent!"

"And her status as Grand Duke will ensure us..." Thales stopped talking in time, and changed the person to say: "Ensure that you can choose the king smoothly, and you can solve the current dilemma: whether you die in the melee, or the Rumba Death by the prime minister's knife is something we can all avoid."

"At the same time, compensate for the loss of Dragon Clouds City, and fill the vacancy left by King Nuen after his death."

Trudida glanced at Thelma with interest, stroked his beard, and clicked his tongue.

"I put the choice and its consequences in front of you, everyone," Thales wiped the sweat from his brow, and wiped off a large amount of charcoal, but he didn't notice it, and said solemnly: "I just beg You guys: keep your sanity to the max."

No one spoke.

Lyco seemed to be a few years older, and the wrinkles on his face became more terrifying.

Olsio pursed his lips.

Ronnie still stared at Rumba, even if he was not moved at all.

Thales was getting closer and closer as he held Thelma's hand: he knew that the Grand Dukes were struggling and hesitating.

"King Nun's death," Olsio looked at Selma bitterly, "Can she accept it?"

Thales quickly poked Selma.

"Ah, ah!" The girl seemed to wake up from a start.

"I... I can compromise," Selma bit her lips as she looked at Thales' encouraging gaze, "But, but this is Dragon Clouds City's blood debt... I will never forget it."

Rumba snorted sarcastically.

Olsio closed his eyes: "Very well...Nunn's death, what reason should I use to explain to Lisbane?"

"Catastrophe," Trudida interjected.

The eyes of the Grand Duke of Reconstruction Tower revealed a rare gloomy look: "Just say that the king died in the attack of the plague of blood: anyway, they are evil enough, and they don't care about an extra infamy."

Thinking of the sealed Giza, Thales remained silent.

The hall fell into silence again.

"Grand Dukes, what do you say?" Thales said softly.

"How to say?"

Time seems to have passed for a long time.

Everyone is silent.

But someone moved.

It's rumba.

Under the eyes of others, Charmain Rumba raised his sword coldly.

Thales' heart skipped a beat!

But in the next second, Rumba's wrist snapped lightly, and the blade turned.

He put the blade back into the scabbard.

Grand Duke Heisha raised his eyes and scanned the grand dukes aggressively.

At that moment, Thales held his breath.

He has already given the answer.

Grand Duke Rebion Aurelius sighed deeply. He walked to the square table, put the epee on the table, and sat down angrily.

one.

Thales counted silently.

Trudida sneered, shrugged, pulled out his own chair, and sat down.

two.

"Do you really know what you're doing?" Ronnie said in disbelief as he watched their movements.

"No." It was Grand Duke Lecco who answered him.

The old man's voice was tired, he shook his head, put away the dagger in his hand, pulled out his chair and sat down: "No one knows."

three.

at this moment.

"Hahahahaha," Rumba let out a desolate laugh.

The princes looked at him dissatisfied.

"In my dreams, I want to destroy the co-government oath," the Grand Duke of Heisha looked back at the others sadly: "Now, as a king, Toby will protect himself under this oath."

Thales sighed.

"And you have worked so hard to maintain the oath of co-government," Lombard said, scanning the faces of every grand duke, "but now you want to choose me as king and trample on this oath."

He spread his hands and mocked, "Isn't this the greatest irony?"

The faces of the princes became ugly.

"brush……"

There was the sound of metal rubbing against leather.

"What's even more ironic is that you used the co-governance oath to finally break it." Ronnie put away his sword and said coldly, "We broke the oath to better maintain it."

Ronnie gritted his teeth and gave Rumba a gouged look.

"It's not over, Rumba."

Rumba looked back at him coldly, without saying a word.

Ronnie walked to the edge of the square table and looked at Thales sharply.

The prince's heart trembled.

What's wrong?

"Listen, kid!" Ronnie grabbed the back of the chair next to Thales.

"This chair in this order has been the exclusive seat of the Ronnie family for six hundred years," he said coldly, "If you dare to jump on it again..."

Thales quickly pulled Thelma, stepped back about ten steps, and showed an innocent and flattering smile.

Oh shit……

No wonder his complexion was so bad before...

Ronnie sat down heavily.

Four.

Thales let out a long breath, relaxed instantly, and broke out in cold sweat in an instant.

He only felt that his eyes were flashing, his feet were weak, and he was about to collapse to the ground.

Amid Selma's exclamation, Thales felt his back stiffen as someone grabbed his back collar and lifted him up.

Avoid the fate of falling.

Thales calmed down the dizziness caused by weakness, and looked at the people behind him in surprise.

"child."

Charmain Rumba loosened his collar, looked at the prince with a complex expression, and said delicately, "You didn't drink that glass of wine back then."

"what a shame."