Kingdom’s Bloodline

Many people frowned.

The white blade guards and the palace guards gradually became more breathing, and even clenched their fists.

In response, the soldiers of the Heisha collar pressed their weapons one after another, and their eyes flashed coldly as a warning.

The two groups of men and horses were once again at war with swords, their nerves were tense, and the atmosphere in the field was very depressed for a while.

As for the parties involved, both Luba and the other grand dukes were safe and sound, as if they had never seen this scary scene at all.

Only people like Nicolai and Tuleha kept warning their subordinates with their eyes.

"It's really full of northern characteristics."

"In the corridor outside the hall, there were not enough nobles to watch the ceremony, and no foreign dignitaries were invited. There were only two groups of soldiers who wanted to kill each other, and conspirators with ulterior motives," Puttilai sighed in a remote corner. Thales said in his ear: "This is probably what I have seen in my life..."

"The simplest and simplest, the most urgent and time-saving, but also the most thrilling coronation ceremony."

Thales frowned.

"You can't say that either."

"There are six Grand Dukes present, as well as us 'foreign guests'."

"As for the most simple and simple, the most urgent and time-saving, and the most thrilling?" The prince repeated the words of the deputy envoy, thinking of everything today, he couldn't help shaking his head: "Well, I suspect that no one will be able to break this record in the future."

Fortunately, the conflict many feared did not materialize.

Rumba stood in front of the High Priest of Home, and nodded slightly to the Priest.

The chief priest's unfeeling voice sounded in everyone's ears again: "I, Jewel Homme of Haoyue Temple, am here to interrogate the gods, interrogate the dragon empress, and interrogate all previous kings!"

Everyone suddenly became serious.

Even Thales was no exception. Because of several strange encounters with the spokesperson of the gods, he was even more disturbed than others.

"As the lord of the Black Sand Lord, one of the ten grand dukes of the glorious and majestic Exeter, the one elected at the king's election meeting," the high priest's voice was faint, but it came clearly: "Charman Solon Holt Rumba."

solemn voice,

His eyes are solemn.

Rumba looked gravely into her veiled eyes.

Just listen to Home's officiant say calmly: "Would you like to swear on honor and life..."

All the Northlanders pressed their hearts in unison, with respectful and solemn expressions.

Thales looked around, wondering if he should follow suit, but Putillai shook his head to dispel his thoughts.

The officiant's words were solemn and steady, but they seemed to be full of indescribable power, hitting everyone's heart: "As a Northlander, bear this heavy responsibility, as the king of the whole land, rely on your wisdom and mind, and stand on the The frontier of the kingdom."

"Defend Exeter and the North to the death."

"Stick to the glorious and noble spirit of the kingdom, so that it will not be buried."

"To ensure that the orthodox and natural rights of vassals are not violated."

"Maintain the safety of life and property of people in the North from damage."

"From this moment until the end of your life?"

The voice of the priest fell.

All the Northlanders held their breath, and turned their gazes to the unsmiling Grand Duke in military uniform.

Rumba took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

I don't know what I'm thinking about.

At that moment, Thales, who was listening to the oath, suddenly remembered the ideals and wishes of the Grand Duke of Heisha.

He didn't give up looking at the Grand Duke's expression, Thales said to himself affirmatively.

No matter how many constraints there are, no matter how great the obstacles are, and no matter how difficult the road ahead is, he will stick to it and never regret it.

For his Exeter.

The next second, Rumba suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were like iron!

The Grand Duke's palm holding his heart was clenched suddenly, and he punched his heart.

"I," Grand Duke Heisha said with a majestic voice and firm expression, "Charman Solon Holt Rumba from the Rumba family."

"Willing to swear on my honor and life."

He spoke resolutely, word by word, shocking:

"As a northerner, I will take on this heavy responsibility. As the king of the whole land, I will rely on my wisdom and mind to stand at the forefront of the kingdom."

Thales listened to his oath quietly, frowning slightly, while Selma looked at Rumba nervously, motionless.

"I will defend Exeter and the North to the death."

Grand Duke Olsio clenched his fist subconsciously.

"I will stick to the glorious and noble spirit of the kingdom so that it will not be buried."

Grand Duke Ronnie gritted his teeth.

"I will ensure that the orthodox and natural rights of my vassals are not violated."

Grand Duke Lecco sighed.

"I will safeguard the safety of the lives and properties of the people in the Northland from any damage."

Grand Duke Trudida rolled his eyes thoughtfully.

"From this moment until the end of my life."

After Lumba finished speaking the last word, he raised his head resolutely and looked around the audience.

Like a lion in a pride.

Wherever he looked, everyone turned their eyes away to avoid looking at each other.

When he glanced at Thales, whether it was an illusion or not, the prince only felt the Grand Duke's eye sockets open slightly.

High Priest Hom nodded slightly, and she turned around again to face the Grand Dukes.

"As one of the ten grand dukes of the glorious and majestic Exeter, the co-jumper of the Kingsmoot..."

In alphabetical order, the priest read out everyone's name, making all the princes look serious:

"Grand Duke of Welland, Lebion Olesiu..."

"Grand Duke of the Guard City, Rogers Lacco..."

"Grand Duke of Qiyuan City, Curry Kunroni..."

"Grand Duke of the Tower of Reconstruction, Pacius Steludida..."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the officiant of Home turned to the final candidate.

The little girl wearing glasses wanted to pout her mouth aggrieved, but in the end she clenched her fists tightly, puffed out her small chest, and accepted everyone's gaze stiffly but resolutely.

Rumba looked at the girl from afar, and could not help but narrow his eyes.

In the next second, the chief priest whispered a title that had never appeared in more than 600 years:

"The Grand Duchess of Dragon Clouds City."

"Selma Walton."

There was still a little commotion in the crowd.

But the Meteorite and the Flaming Knight walked into the crowd together, forcibly suppressing their objections with murderous eyes.

"You, are you willing to swear with honor and life..."

"As a Northlander, accept this oath, and as the king's vassals, offer your sword and shield, and stand by the king's side..."

"Defend Exeter and the North to the death."

"Stick to the glorious and noble spirit of the kingdom, so that it will not be buried."

"To ensure that the orthodox and natural rights of vassals are not violated."

"Maintain the safety of life and property of people in the North from damage."

"From this moment until the end of your life?"

Thales chewed the oath of the grand dukes in his heart, and suddenly found that it was almost the same as the king's oath except for the first sentence.

This made him suddenly realize that the co-governance oath, at least at the beginning, was not valued by the relationship contract between the king and the vassals.

It is the sacred contract between the rulers and the land.

"I am willing to sacrifice my honor and life," Olsio paused slightly, frowning tightly, before saying, "I swear."

"I am willing to swear on my honor and life." Grand Duke Lecco looked calm, as if this was just a small wave in the long river of his life.

"I'm willing to swear on my...honor and life." Grand Duke Ronnie bit the words, his expression hesitant, but he still suppressed his anger and finished speaking.

"I am willing to swear on my honor and," Trudida seemed much more relaxed. He scanned a circle of his colleagues in a blink of an eye, and then said calmly, "I swear on my life."

"I would, I would swear on my honor and my life." The well-behaved Thelma stuttered at first, which made Thales worry about her, but the girl still finished the oath fluently.

Thinking about what he had said and the agreement with the girl, Thales sighed silently in his heart.

"As a Northerner, I will accept this oath, and as a vassal of the king, I will offer my sword and shield and stand by the king's side..." The five princes pressed their right hands to their chests, although their expressions were different. Still respectfully repeated the oath just now.

Everyone waited nervously for the officiant's reaction.

A few seconds later, the chief priest nodded slightly.

She turned around and stood beside Rumba, facing the crowd.

Tuleha's tall body passed over the crowd and came to the side of the priest.

He was extremely respectful, holding something with his hands up to his chest.

Everyone's eyes were focused on that thing, and they all focused together!

Thales stared fixedly at Tuleha's hand.

He recognized it.

It was a hollow iron crown with a dark golden luster, it looked inconspicuous and even plain and shabby, only the forehead was inlaid with a dark red gemstone.

It was the crown worn by King Nunn before his death.

etc.

Thales was slightly startled, his eyes focused on the dark ruby, and he felt that it looked very familiar.

Nicolai in the crowd snorted softly, and under Viscount Canbida's menacing gaze, he stepped forward slowly, took off the Soul-Breaking Blade on his back, and stood side by side with the Flaming Knight.

The two of the five warriors looked at each other sideways at the same time, as if lightning flashed in the air.

High Priest Hom nodded slightly, she reached out to take the crown from Tuleha, and turned to look at Luba.

The princes also looked at him with different expressions.

Rumba took a deep breath, faced outside the Palace of Heroes, and knelt down on one knee.

The eyes are tough.

Thales took a deep breath, and he couldn't help noticing that there was a trace of black irregularity on the side of the crown on the priest's hand.

Thales felt a heavy heart.

It was the blood spattered by King Nun when he was assassinated. After several hours, it had dried up and could not be wiped off.

Under the eyes of everyone holding their breath, the chief priest held up the crown:

"According to this, in the name of Haoyue, I bear the light of Saint Errol, and according to the effect of Nakaru's co-government oath..."

The chief priest of Home moved lightly, walked up to Lumba, and held out the bloody crown: "Crowned, Grand Duke Heisha, Chaman Lumba, successor of the uprising king Sorumba..."

"For the first Charmain in the genealogy of kings..."

"The successor of the king of dragonriders and the hero Nakaru."

"The co-owner of the northerners of the Western Continent."

"Vigilantes of the Glacier Line."

"Defenders of Men in the North."

Every time a title was spoken, the expressions of the people from the Northland present became more solemn.

"The Kingdom of Exeter and the Quigul Glacier," finally, the high priest finished the four customary titles one by one, put the crown gently on Lumbard's head, and said the last and the last Important titles:

"Thirty-sixth co-elected king."

Everyone stared at this scene intently.

The man under the crown slowly raised his head.

Priest Hom took the Soul-Breaking Blade from Nicolai and handed it to him: "As a symbol of the king's authority and status, may the Dragonscale Crown remind you of your identity, and the Soul-Breaking Blade reminds you of your responsibilities."

"The bright moon is here to witness, may the light of Errol bless Exeter forever."

The priest Home made a sacrifice to the goddess of the moon, and stepped back gently: "Your Majesty Charmain."

Ever since, in the most depressing and solemn atmosphere, the new king of Exeter, His Majesty Charmain I, with the bloody crown on his head, holding the blade of the soul, slowly stood up.

His sharp eyes like a blade swept across the audience again, showing even more power under the crown.

Like a giant dragon slowly waking up from a long-sleeping cave and opening its eyes.

This thought flashed through Thales' mind, and he was taken aback.

King Charman turned his eyes and looked at the five grand dukes.

With different expressions, starting from Grand Duke Lecco, the grand dukes bent down and bowed their heads one after another.

At the same time, Viscount Cambida looked around and spoke in a timely manner.

"The old king is dead..."

He leaned over slowly, knelt down on one knee, and said solemnly, "Long live my king!"

The sound echoed in the court.

In the next second, led by Tuleha, the Heisha soldiers in the corridor knelt down on one knee, pressed their right hands to their chests, and bowed their heads deeply!

In the Palace of Heroes, countless warriors roared fiercely and neatly:

"Long live my king!"

"Long live my king!"

During the shouting over and over again, even other people who were willing or unwilling, such as Nicolai, Justin, Michael, the White Blade Guard and the Grand Duke's personal guards, had to kneel on one knee and salute the new king.

And King Charman just stood in the center of the crowd coldly, his expression unchanged, listening to their call signs.

"Long live Charmain!"

"Long live Charmain!"

Among the people saluting, the four grand dukes stood out the most. They just pressed their hands on their chests and bent slightly.

"No, my lady," the Earl of Lisbane grabbed the Grand Duchess Walton, who was about to kneel subconsciously, with a serious face and a sharp tone: "Remember: you are not us, you only need to bow."

"As the Grand Duke who also rules the North, you will never have to bow down to the king."

Selma stared at him blankly, nodded, and followed the example of the grand dukes, bowing to King Charman.

They are not the only special people. In the corner of the corridor, everyone from Xingchen stood against the wall, looking at the surrounding Northlanders who were kneeling on one knee with mixed feelings, watching this special coronation ceremony with sympathy. .

"Tell me, my prince," Puttilai looked at the mighty King Charman and sighed slightly, "Did you imagine this scene when you first met him?"

"No." The prince replied without hesitation.

"However, when I was captured by him for the second time," Thales' eyes stopped on King Charman, and he frowned slightly amidst the shouts that filled his eardrums, "I suddenly thought of..."

"Maybe this man."

Thales recalled the scene when King Charmain, who was still the grand duke, stood outside the carriage, speaking to the "branch" of the Shadow Shield with anger and majesty.

"This man's face is as deep as water, but his eyes are burning with raging flames."

The prince lost his mind and said: "It is the most suitable king for Exeter."

Putilai narrowed his eyes.

"It's a pity." The deputy envoy said lightly.

"Yeah," Thales nodded with mixed feelings, "I'm beginning to regret it."

At this moment, amidst the salutes and shouts of the crowd, King Charman's eyes suddenly swept towards him!

Thales was taken aback.

King Charman slowly raised his left hand.

Someone noticed the gesture of the new king, gradually stopped shouting and saluting, and got up one after another.

Ten seconds later, the corridor became quiet again.

Charmain I looked around the audience and said coldly: "As your new king, I am here to issue the first order."

Thales was startled: No way.

What did he want to do in the first second of becoming a king?

But the eyes of the other Grand Dukes were very calm, and their expressions were indifferent, as if they had expected it.

Only Selma looked at Thales worriedly, which made the prince feel uneasy.

The audience was in awe, waiting for the king's words.

Seeing Exeter's new joint king, Charmain I slowly turned to the corner of the Starman, and said coldly: "In the name of Exeter's joint king, I hereby invite..."

"The noble second prince of the Star Kingdom, Thales Canxing, as a witness of the friendship and relationship between the two countries, has lived in Dragon Clouds City forever."

At that moment, Thales felt like a flash of thunder!

The people in Xingchen looked at King Charman in shock, and then at the prince.

long stay...

Dragon Clouds City?

"And he will accept this well-intentioned proposal," King Charman said unquestionably at the moment Thales was about to speak subconsciously: "Live in the north with the people of Exeter, and enjoy the ice and snow together."

"Until this noble prince..."

At that second, Charmain Rumba looked at Thales with a cold look:

"Crown as king."

Thales stared blankly at the indifferent King Charman.

Confusion.

After a few seconds, the prince unconsciously lowered his head and let out a soft sigh.