Kingdom’s Bloodline

"Heh heh heh..."

That laughter was like a person covering his mouth, suppressing a smile in the crowd, and snickering desperately. novel

The embarrassing female grand duchess was stunned.

who is it?

The people in the North who were already impatient amidst unspeakable contradictions turned their heads one after another, looking for the source of the laughter.

They quickly found their target.

Not far from Viscount Ian, a young man was sitting on a chair with his arms on his knees and against his chin, watching the people and things in the hall with interest, and giggling.

Many people saw his appearance clearly.

When many people saw the emblem on his robe clearly, their expressions changed.

"Northern people?" The young man with the nine-pointed star emblem smiled softly, and from time to time imitated the tone of the grand lady and said: "'Are you coming? Are you coming?'..."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

With a mocking look in his eyes, he looked at the men from the Northland in the hall from afar, and looked back with a look of nothing to do with him.

"Are you coming? Hahaha..."

The juvenile's happy laughter continued to spread.

It made many people's faces extremely livid, and also attracted a lot of hostile looks for themselves.

Even the Grand Duke's personal guard beside him looked at him resentfully.

"Hold!"

"Damn it!"

Some vassals cursed softly from the corner of the hall.

Ian stared blankly, staring blankly at the nine-pointed star boy, watching him leaning back and forth with a smile, and seeing the undisguised contempt on his face.

It seems that there is no response.

The Grand Duchess also stared blankly at the boy who laughed at her, unconsciously retracted the arm holding the ring, and subconsciously pressed it to her chest.

blank expression,

Like a helpless lost man.

Finally, there was a heavy muffled sound.

"Boom!"

Like a heavy hammer, it shattered the oppressive atmosphere.

A majestic roar exploded on the ground:

"enough!"

Thales' laughter was suppressed.

The hall was also suddenly silent.

Everyone turned their eyes to the Grand Duke's direction, and then they were all startled.

It's him.

Thales calmed down the muscles that were stiff from laughing, and his heart moved.

The one who interrupted was the one-armed earl who had always been taciturn among the six earls.

I remember his name like...

The one-armed earl raised his head, his eyes were cold, and his body exuded a battle-tested arrogance.

He turned to the Grand Duchess on the steps.

"Ma'am, I don't know you well," the one-armed earl said softly, with a cold tone in his tone: "It's offensive, whether it's the side I met you six years ago, or today's hearing day, I don't know Didn't have much expectations."

His words were spread on both sides of the hall, and there was a kind of majesty that people couldn't help looking at.

"King Nuen is dead, we have to rely on a little girl from now on? Hmph!"

Selma's expression froze.

The One-Armed Earl stared fixedly at the Grand Duchess, ignoring the eyes of Earl Hester beside him.

But only a few seconds later, he spoke again:

"But I still remember the day we boarded the Fort of Liberty."

"I led the vanguard and rushed to the front line against the pouring fire oil. I lost an arm because of it," the one-armed earl raised his left upper arm, and he sank with deep eyes Tone: "But in return, the warriors of the Kierkegaard family were one step ahead of Prince Suriel's White Blade Guard, and were the first to plant the red dragon flag on the black background on the head of Liberty Castle."

Thelma was slightly taken aback.

Fort Liberty? That is……

"Twenty years have passed, and my broken arm still hurts." The one-armed earl suddenly turned his head and looked at the vassals in the audience: "But I have never regretted it."

Beside him, Earl Hearst opened his mouth in surprise.

"It's been six years," the voice of the One-Armed Earl made many people straighten their waists: "Perhaps many of us have forgotten: we are nobles and vassals, but we are even more northerners."

"We're far from degenerate...to what we once hated the most."

The other five earls frowned.

Thales looked at the earl, listened to what he meant, and smiled.

"By the honor of the Kierkegaard family."

"Since you have given the order, ma'am," the one-armed count turned to the Grand Duchess coldly, his steely voice struck everyone's heart like a heavy hammer: "then we will respond!"

Selma was shocked!

Count Kierkegaard's expression was cold, but he raised his remaining right arm without hesitation: "I promise, every man of age in Kari and Origami will take up arms, for the glory of your family, for Long Xiao The dignity of the city, for your deceased grandfather..."

"For the Grand Duchess of Dragon Clouds City, send troops to the west!"

The only sound left in the hall was the gasps of the vassals.

Boom!

The count's right arm slammed into his chest fiercely!

"Northern man, Kahn Kierkegaard," the one-armed earl's resolute voice exploded out of thin air: "Fight for you!"

The final sound echoed between the stone walls and shook the hall.

The other five earls seemed to have not reacted yet, and the rest of the vassals were also talking about it.

But Thelma stared blankly at the one-armed earl, and her eyes gradually became alive again.

he……

he……

"Earl Kierkegaard," Selma couldn't hide the excitement in her eyes, and stammered: "I..."

But she was quickly interrupted.

"Sorry, ma'am." Before Kierkegaard's astonishment dissipated, another hesitant male voice spoke.

"Please understand, Earls, I hope you can marry us local families," the golden bearded Earl Hearst sighed, "That's because... because we are the ones who really stand with you. "

Hearst, who was in his thirties, was the youngest among the earls. He raised his eyes, looked at Thelma sincerely and slightly painfully, and looked at the Grand Duchess who was pressing the ring tightly to her chest: "Dragon Clouds City's People are the ones who really... care about you."

Selma moved slightly.

"Ma'am, I also want you to know," Hearst looked at his lady with a complicated expression: "The people who can win glory for you are not just outsiders from Qiyuan City."

Selma couldn't help being surprised, she hesitated and said, "Hurst..."

Boom!

Without waiting for her to speak, Hester beat his chest with determination!

"Everyone in Iron County will respond to your call," Earl Hearst said loudly with a serious expression, "Your Majesty the Grand Duchess, the Hearst family will fight for you!"

Thelma stared blankly at the second earl who spoke.

After a few seconds, she came back to her senses.

"Thank you, Earl Hearst," Thelma tried her best to hide her excitement, "I will keep it in my heart."

Hester didn't speak, he just bowed deeply with a determined face.

Earl Curtsen coughed lightly.

"That sentence you said is very reasonable, ma'am: Dragon Clouds City's honor and victory can only be maintained and won by us."

Earl Cotterson gave Ian a disdainful look: "So, let this self-righteous clown from Qiyuan City go to hell."

He snorted softly: "Prepare the place and supplies—we, Dragon Clouds City are going to rescue you, whether you fucking like it or not."

Ian blinked, showing a helpless and embarrassed expression.

Curtson turned his head and looked at Selma expressionlessly.

"So, Fehrenburg will go out as ordered," Earl Cotterson said in a flat, but without hesitation, "I will fight for you, ma'am."

Thelma calmed down, she smiled and nodded slightly: "Earl Cotterson."

Thales looked at Selma from afar and let out a breath.

So to speak.

Accident……

It's pretty much ruled out.

"Hmph," Count Linna interrupted, his words were as harsh and piercing as ever: "You know, ma'am, there's no need to make the atmosphere so solemn and solemn. It feels like we're going to hold a funeral for you in the next second."

Ian chuckled blindly.

"It's the same for the wild woodland. The Linna family will fight for you." Earl Linna's eyes flashed, and he glanced at the heir of Qiyuan City who didn't know what he was interested in. Then he said coldly: "That's it."

Selma smiled awkwardly: "Thank you, Count Linna."

After the four earls, the vassals turned their attention to the last and most important two.

"As usual, the Lisbane family is standing by Walton's side." Regent Lisbane was as gentle and polite as usual: "Where you look, is where we are."

Selma showed a habitual expression of trust: "Charles..."

at this moment.

"Hahahahaha," across from Lisbane, Earl Nazel laughed exaggeratedly and rattled the seat: "That's right."

Both the Grand Duchess and the Earl looked at him suspiciously and nervously.

But Nazer's laughter quickly died down.

The old earl looked at Selma quietly, and for the first time there was recognition in his eyes.

"Nice job, ma'am," Nazel nodded slowly, looking at Ian with deep eyes: "It's a good move, from Your Excellency Little Ronnie from Qiyuan City."

"I didn't realize it until now."

Thelma was slightly taken aback: "Huh?"

Ian sat back in his seat indifferently, his expression still annoying and disdainful.

The keen Thales sighed: This old guy...

I'm afraid I've seen it early on.

Nazer sighed. "I showed you the cruel side of the world, lady, and you responded right away."

Selma was a little surprised, and responded anxiously: "Count Nazar, I didn't..."

Nazel raised his hand, cutting her off.

"Okay, ma'am, you are indeed beyond my expectations," the old earl sighed and looked at his old colleague: "Isn't it, Charles?"

"I guess you didn't think of that either?"

Lisbane just glanced coldly at the old acquaintance.

"Hmph, old fellow who is full of nonsense," the Lord Regent showed a rare indifference: "Just shut up and send troops."

Nazel laughed again.

"Hahaha," the old earl spread his hands and looked at the Grand Duchess with emotion: "Then, the Nazel family in Stone Mausoleum and Harting County will also respond to your call, and follow your banner to the west. OK."

"Holt Nazer," he said with a smile, "for you!"

Following these words, the Grand Duchess withdrew her last nervousness from the bottom of her heart.

"Thank you, Count Nazer."

"Be careful, Selma," Nazel put away his smile and sighed, "Your path is full of traps, and we, Dragon Clouds City, are your best weapon and last resort."

Selma stared blankly at the old earl, pursed her lips, as if she understood something.

"Thank you for your reminder, Count Nazel."

Nazel stared fixedly at Thelma.

"But I will still pay attention to your marriage," the old earl said, "don't treat me as a good person so quickly, ma'am."

Thelma chuckled.

But what made Thales shudder was that at a moment when no one was paying attention, the Earl of Nazel actually glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally.

Let the prince feel anxious.

Soon, as the six earls expressed their views one by one, the remaining seventeen vassals also responded.

Their faces gradually changed from doubts to firmness, and their opinions gradually unified as they whispered to each other.

Finally, the vassals raised their heads in unison, beating their chests loudly.

"The Banner family will answer your call and go to the Freedom League, ma'am!"

"The Hudson family of Mu Xuehe, fight for Dragon Clouds City!"

The statements of the six vassals were like the first wave, followed by a wave of waves: the vassals on both sides of the hall expressed their opinions one by one, and they would respond to the call and go to the Freedom Alliance.

"The Steele family will start mobilizing immediately!"

"A thousand soldiers of the Dillion family are on standby!"

"The Hudson family of Spear City, I will be loyal to you!"

Thelma sat back in her seat, her little face blushing uncontrollably after being nervous and excited.

Thales looked at her quietly, put down the stone in his heart, and smiled.

very good.

selma.

you made it.

We made it.

One after another voices sounded in the hall, Thales and Ian looked at each other, and both let out a sigh of relief.

"Okay, Dragon Clouds City will send troops to Qiyuan City," Thales said in a low voice, "With this strong support, you will be able to end the war of the Freedom Alliance in a short time."

"And at least until the war is over and we have a fight with the king, your little girlfriend doesn't have to worry about being forced to marry, or being kicked out of the throne halfway," Ian patted his chest, with a look on his face after the battle. "Damn" expression: "How about it, my plan is not bad?"

"Part of it is due to the sense of honor of the Northlanders," Thales let go of his fingernail-scarred palms: "but a bigger part is probably due to their dislike of you, foreign suitors."

Of course, there is another part...

It was due to the fear that Dragon Clouds City might be controlled by outsiders, and the power in his hands might suffer from foreign interference.

"Thank you for your compliment." Ian smiled triumphantly.

Yes.

It's actually not that complicated.

Thales sighed: It's like the so-called "self-defeating" lesson they taught the old crow a few weeks ago.

At the beginning of the founding of the country, the northern invasion of the Star Kingdom brought together the divided and chaotic Kingdom of Exeter, which contributed to the unification of the most powerful country in the West.

In the bloody year, Exeter's massive southward movement made the crumbling stars fight to the death, re-established the royal family amidst suspicion and blood, and continued the country.

Thales looked at the vassals in the hall and said silently: One of the ways to unite divided groups and forces is to come from strong external stimuli.

for example……

Thinking of this, Thales glanced at His Excellency Ian Ronnie, the heir of Qiyuan City.

"However, anyway, I came here to be a bad guy, and I didn't expect to get a wife." Your Excellency the Viscount smiled badly, and then turned to sympathy with a different meaning, and patted Thales on the shoulder: "It's you, tsk tsk, How pathetic."

Thales' face froze.

What?

The voice of the Regent of Lisbon sounded: "Then, we will discuss with Qiyuan City about the specific dispatch of troops..."

The prince coughed unnaturally, and changed the subject before Ian said something strange again:

"You know, I just thought of an interesting point."

Ian raised his eyebrows.

"Once the vassals die hard and refuse to send troops," Thales sighed, "Maybe you can really gain a fiancée from Dragon Clouds City?"

The prince's eyes were a little dignified: "Then are you happier?"

At that moment, it was as if someone had pulled a string between the two teenagers.

Their atmosphere became tense.

His Excellency the Viscount was silent for a second, and then showed his usual smile.

"Haha," Ian smiled, but his eyes were slowly focusing: "Oh, then you may have misunderstood my sincerity."

Thales narrowed his eyes: "That's good: she is not a bargaining chip that you can easily use."

Ian clicked his tongue.

"However, I'm also very curious. If the plan fails and the conflict between the Grand Duchess and the vassals is irreparable," Ian said lightly, "What would you do? Elope with her?"

This time it was Thales' turn to raise his eyebrows.

"Hey, this one," the prince shrugged. "You know, a long time ago, a friend of Commus told me: even if it is a sure-fire business, you must stay behind."

Ian frowned.

Thales let out a sigh of relief: Exter, or Dragon Clouds City's politics, is really straightforward.

At least……

Northerners are Northerners after all.

Thales glanced at the seats of the six earls: Everyone put chips and attitudes on the table, which made things a lot easier.

rather than...

At this moment, the side door of the Hall of Heroes suddenly opened.

A nobleman decorated in Qiyuan City walked in anxiously.

Many of the vassals who were quietly listening to the arrangement of the Lisbane regency noticed this.

The nobleman walked to the seat of the Qiyuan City Mission, took out an envelope, and handed it to the knight sitting first—"Death Raven" Ned Monty.

Monty immediately attracted the attention of many people: he tore open the envelope, and his expression changed drastically.

"Hey," Thales frowned, and he poked Ian: "What's going on?"

"That's the messenger responsible for the military information." Ian also looked at the scene over there solemnly: "Look at his expression, the battle has changed."

fighting?

Thales was surprised: "Freedom Alliance?"

Ian nodded anxiously: "Where else could it be?"

In the hall, more and more people noticed the newcomer.

In the next second, Monty, whose expression changed suddenly, stood up abruptly!

Let everyone in the hall who is discussing the dispatch of troops have a meal.

"Sorry to interrupt."

The Death Crow waved rudely at the astonished Lisban Regent, looked towards Ian with a solemn expression, and then stepped forward.

Nikolai on the steps watched his old friend's actions, his pupils shrank.

Monty was a scout, the most dangerous of missions in wartime.

Things that can make him lose his temper...

Not much.

Under the puzzled eyes of the Grand Duchess and many vassals, Monty strode up to Ian who didn't know why, handed out the letter, and said coldly: "You need to read this immediately, and then Explain to Dragon Clouds City."

When he said this, Monty's piercing eyes swept towards Thales.

Thales shuddered: The feeling of being targeted came to mind again.

The prince smiled awkwardly, raised his hands and took a step back: "Okay, okay, I just don't look at it."

But things are not that simple.

"No," Ian read the letter in his hand, raised his head palely, "this..."

Monty nodded expressionlessly, his hunter-like eyes never leaving Thales.

It was like ripping him off.

Rolf felt that the situation was not right, and took a step closer to the prince.

The other vassals in the hall exchanged glances in doubt, and Lisbane coughed.

Ian put down the letter tremblingly, and Thales noticed that he was already dripping with cold sweat.

Ian raised his eyes, looked at the grand duchess in the seat, and then turned to Thales in panic: "You know?"

That gaze was very complicated, full of suspicion, anger, and even struggle.

Puzzled Thales raised his eyebrows: "Know what?"

Ian took a deep breath and shook his head, as if trying to refresh himself.

"If you don't know..." The heir of Qiyuan City gritted his teeth: "Okay, Monty, I will talk to the Grand Duchess later..."

Snapped!

Immediately, his shoulder was heavily clasped by the Death Raven!

Ian shuddered and looked up at Monty in surprise.

"Now is not the time for you to be willful, Ian." Monty's voice was very gloomy, with a sternness that could not be refused: "Dragon Clouds City just promised to send troops, so they must know!"

"This is not something that can be concealed!"

Ian hesitated: "But..."

Monty didn't talk nonsense anymore, he unceremoniously snatched the letter from the other party's hand: "Okay, then I'll do it."

"wait……"

Before Ian could speak, Monty pushed the bewildered Ian down on the seat.

The latter's struggle was completely outmatched by the knight.

From the beginning to the end, Thales watched the scene inside Qiyuan City in amazement.

The look in Monty's eyes still made him shudder.

What's wrong?

That letter, after all...

At this moment, the words of the Regent of Lisbon came from afar:

"Lord Monty, we have all heard of your name."

"However, this is the Hall of Heroes in the Palace of Heroes," His Excellency the Regent attracted everyone's attention, and he asked indifferently, "Is there anything we need to know?"

Monty glanced at Thales again, turned around sharply, and faced the hall.

"Yes," the brown-haired knight raised the letter in his hand and said coldly:

"The urgent military situation just came from Qiyuan City."

Earl Nazer's eyes narrowed: "Military situation?"

Monty nodded and strode forward.

Thales noticed that Ian clenched his fists tightly, his eyes wandering between him and the Grand Duchess.

"A few days ago, we detected a third-party army in the desert south of Qiyuan City." The Death Crow's expression was horrified, as if seeing the coming of the extreme cold, "About 4,000 to 5,000 light cavalry— —maybe more, definitely our enemies, coming for the Liberty Alliance."

There was a sudden silence in the hall.

Thales also frowned: For the Freedom Alliance?

Wait, twenty years ago, it was Commas and Baishan who supported the Freedom League, that is to say...

But the lords who are familiar with the military immediately grasped the point.

"Cavalry in the desert? Five thousand?"

Earl Kierkegaard looked shocked, and his only remaining right arm slammed on the seat: "How is it possible?"

Monty snorted coldly: "Not only that, but they are all elites, who are proficient in Mercedes-Benz, come and go like the wind, and stare at the gap between Qiyuan City and Freedom Fort."

Almost all the vassals frowned.

The Grand Duchess looked at her regent blankly.

"It is impossible for the Sand Pirates, the Desolate Bone Tribe, and the Orcs to have cavalry of this size. The direction of Commas is wrong, and there is no such force in the Golden Corridor..." Lisban, who is familiar with geography, looked at Monty solemnly: "What the hell? Where did the cavalry come from?"

The Deathcrow let out a sigh of relief, chewed his teeth, with a grim expression.

"This is what I want to say." Monty held up the letter and gritted his teeth: "They should have come from the southeast through a section of desert."

The vassals were shocked!

Thales frowned, and quickly recalled the continent's geography: To the west of Qiyuan City is the Freedom Alliance, and to the south is the Great Desert. If the cavalry that appeared in the desert came from the southeast...

Wait, Southeast?

Through a desert?

Isn't that...

But before he could straighten things out, the stern-faced Monty snorted angrily, "The flags of those cavalrymen are white with a blue background..."

"Silver Cross Double Star."

At that moment, Thales clearly felt his heart tremble.

Click!

There was a moment of silence in the hall.

In the next second, the always prudent Regent of Lisbon could no longer maintain his image. He trembled all over and said to Monty, "What?"

In an instant, from top to bottom in the hall, the gazes from the Grand Duchess to the vassals, from the Qiyuan City envoys to the guards of the Palace of Heroes, all turned subconsciously in unison!

Turning to the only guest who was out of place in this hall.

Monty's next words sounded faintly in Thales' ears as if they came from the sky: "That's right, the matter is already clear."

"The strong support behind the Liberty Alliance, including the instigator behind their rebellion against Exeter..."

Just listen to the death crow said lightly:

"The Star Kingdom."

At that moment, facing countless shocked, puzzled, and hostile eyes...

The dumbfounded, absent-minded and stiff Prince Xingchen could only hear his own heart...

throbbing violently.