Kingdom’s Bloodline

After a short silence, there was an uproar in the Hall of Heroes!

"What?"

"That means……"

"But that boy obviously..."

But no matter who's emotions, it can't compare with Thales Canxing's own feelings at the moment. Worthy of your collection. lwxiaoshuo.

At that moment just now, the prince almost lost control of his body.

Until the sin of the prison river surged up uninvited.

For him, the whole world seemed to stop at this moment.

Only thoughts are spinning quickly.

Star Kingdom.

A behind-the-scenes supporter of the Liberty League?

With the help of the mysterious ending power, Thales, who was dripping with cold sweat, tried his best to control his breathing desperately, so as to barely guarantee that he would not lose his composure too much.

Countless questions came to mind.

what happened?

what happened!

"That is to say..."

At the top of the hall, Earl Hearst with the golden beard frowned fiercely, and looked angrily at Monty who brought the news: "The bastards of the Freedom League..."

"The reason why they have the confidence to tear up the agreement is because of the group of imperial people standing behind them?"

The Deathcrow shrugged and said in a gloomy tone, "Obviously."

The voice of dissatisfied discussion in the hall has once again raised a level.

"What are you doing?"

"Fucking Imperials!"

"Are they crazy?"

"Their only heir is still..."

"Is it total war?"

"Then what's our next step? Going to Qiyuan City?"

Thales took a deep breath in a trance.

Kingdom of Stars, Freedom Alliance, Exeter...

Whether it was the little information obtained under the strict surveillance of the Palace of Heroes, or the news brought to him by Putilei, whom he had not seen for many years, or the news obtained from Dragon Clouds City, there was not even the slightest clue pointing to this answer.

He didn't get any hints.

Just like the dragon's blood six years ago.

For him, this was a veritable "accident".

"It's really interesting." Count Linna, who has always been expressionless, did not hide his bad mood this time. He twisted his face and stared at Thales:

"Send your son to Longxiao City on the bright side, but still work tirelessly behind your back?"

Lin Na sneered maliciously and said, "As expected of the heir to the empire."

"As for us, we thought we had the safest bargaining chip, and thought that the people of the stars would keep their own way, but in the end, we were played around like fools."

"Just like the last war."

"Isn't it, little prince?"

The atmosphere in the hall is getting more and more dignified.

With a stiff face, Thales raised his head with difficulty, responding to various surprised or angry expressions in the hall: Lisbane's doubts, Nicolai's teeth gritting, Nazel's deep thought, compared with them, even Monty The uneasy hunter's eyes seemed to soften a lot...

as well as……

And the incredible and bewildered eyes of the Grand Duchess.

No.

selma.

"Hey, you, the one whose surname is Canxing!"

Count Curtsen stood up abruptly, and looked angrily at the stiff-looking prince in the corner.

"What the hell do you know about the Liberty League, about your crazy father's army?"

"Did you plan it?"

Thales clenched his fists.

The beads of sweat on his forehead became more and more dense.

No.

I do not know anything.

no matter what……

But before the words could be blurted out, the prince gritted his teeth.

No.

Now is not the time to panic, let alone cry for injustice.

As I thought: an accident happened.

And what I have to do is to deal with it and minimize the loss.

Calm down, Thales.

calm!

"Hey!"

Cotson said angrily, "Are you dumb?"

His voice represented the anger in the hearts of the Northlanders at the moment, echoing in the hall.

The prince suddenly raised his head, but in Thelma's eyes, he saw flustered and helpless eyes.

The Grand Duchess subconsciously looked at Thales, and then at Lisbon, who was equally dignified, with a bewildered expression.

"Seeing how confident he looks, maybe Dragon Clouds is too kind to him," Earl Linna clenched his fists and made a frightening click between his knuckles, and said softly: "Maybe, we should go back to the Northlanders." Tradition."

"A little harder?"

Thales didn't answer.

The eyes of the people in the Northland looking at Prince Xingchen became more and more fierce, including the guards of the Grand Duke who guarded him. In this atmosphere, even Rolf, who was equally shocked, unconsciously pressed his arm .

Under everyone's gaze, the second prince could only do his best to keep calm and maintain the most basic thinking, even Ian, who was also sweating profusely and kept tugging at his sleeve, had no time to take care of it.

So to speak.

Something is not right.

Very wrong.

The resistance of the Freedom Alliance, the war problem in Qiyuan City, the power storm in Longxiao City, the respite of the Black Sand Leader...

It all comes from, from...

These different objects, different motivations, and different actions converge in the same place...

Where is the connection, where is the truth pointed by the clues, and where is the crux of the matter?

Facing the prince's silence, Earl Curtsen seemed to be getting more and more impatient, and he took a step forward!

"Not cooperating?"

With an unprecedented ferocious expression on his face, Cotson pouted at Thales, gritted his teeth, and said word by word: "Very well, then tear him apart—until he opens his mouth."

This sentence seemed to ignite the atmosphere that was already on the verge of breaking out.

"That's right!"

Many vassals of Dragon Clouds City stood up one after another with the same gnashing of teeth anger, and gave a tidal wave of approval:

"Fuck him!"

"If you dare to play with us, you will pay the price!"

"Show the attitude of the Northlanders!"

Nicolai wants to keep order, but can't.

Rolf stood nervously behind Thales, facing the anger of the Northlanders, as if he was ready to put all his eggs in one basket at any time.

【what to do? ] This is his sign language.

But the protagonist of the incident, Thales, remained motionless.

He seemed to have suppressed all emotions, held back all reactions, and sat stiffly on the spot like a stone statue, ignoring the cursing and cursing like raging waves.

Like a stone statue.

"Imperial son of a bitch!"

"Nail him to the city gate!"

"Let the people of the stars taste the torture rack, hypocritical cowards!"

The noise continues.

Like a never-ending torrent, it hits the rocks again and again, ruthless and cold, shocking and terrifying.

Thales in the center of the waves was just silent, not saying a word.

As if the world had nothing to do with him.

The chaotic hall was filled with anger and hatred.

Until a sharp and uncontrollable female voice, like a rainbow piercing through the dark clouds, tore apart the noisy cursing and evil words...

In the Hall of Heroes resounds awe-inspiringly:

"enough--"

Thales was shocked!

Everyone was startled, and subconsciously turned their heads to look at the highest seat.

There, the young Grand Duchess had left her seat at some point!

She clenched her fists with both hands and waved them by her side, while she gritted her teeth tightly, her face distorted.

At this moment, Selma Walton, like a desperate lioness guarding a pride of lions, roared hysterically: "This is the Hall of Heroes!"

"Shut up the fuck!"

"Shut up!"

The voice of the Grand Duchess echoed between the beams and pillars.

The curses of the vassals subsided instantly.

There was silence in the hall.

All that remained was the rapid and trembling panting of the girl in front of the highest seat.

Everyone stared blankly at the emotionally out-of-control Grand Duchess, her clenched fists, her eyes were red, and she angrily scanned the audience.

It was as if they knew their female lord again.

"Tut tsk tsk," Monty the Crow looked at Selma, whose mouth opened and closed with interest, and couldn't calm down for a long time, and said in a low voice, "Well... even if it's a lady, it's still a Walton."

Thales opened his mouth slightly, watching the troubled girl from a distance, with complicated emotions.

selma.

No.

At this time, you should...

"What the hell is this?" Ian whispered angrily behind Thales: "The matter of the Freedom Alliance, you say—"

"Didn't you listen to the Grand Duchess?" However, this time, Thales just shook his head coldly:

"Shut up."

Ian froze.

Finally, a steady cough broke the silence.

"Sit back, Cotson, and everyone."

The regent's stern voice sounded.

"Whether you are moody or bullying the weak, it is a coward's act. The people of the Northland are not despicable to that extent," the Earl of Lisbane stood in front of Cotterson and said indifferently: "We will decide how to deal with this matter—— After the lady's discussion."

"Since the incident has happened, it is useless to punish him no matter how severely he is punished."

"Before then, Prince Thales is still our guest."

The regent's words made Cotson frown.

"He's right," the old Earl Nazel echoed coldly: "It's just a military story, let's see how anxious you all are—if His Majesty Nunn is still here..."

The words of the two powerful vassals calmed down the restlessness and anger in the hall a lot.

The vassals sat back to their seats one after another, but their eyes on Thales did not decrease in the slightest.

Thales closed his eyes, but his brain turned faster and faster.

Accident.

If you have to go that far...

"Ma'am." Lisbane turned around and hinted to Thelma gently.

Selma took a deep breath, restrained her gaffe just now, and sat down with Nicolai's support with an ugly face.

She glanced at Thales with a difficult look in her eyes.

"Lord Monty."

After the Earl of Lisbane restored order in the hall, he turned to the death-haunted crow with a calm face.

"Are you sure that Qiyuan City is the army of Xingchen?"

The Lord Regent asked steadily: "Is there any possibility of others pretending to be? For example, Commas?"

"You know what I used to do, right?" Monty scratched the back of his head, and pouted at Nicolein on the steps: "What do you think is the possibility of us getting the wrong target?"

The vassals frowned in unison.

"Five thousand light cavalry, they can't be local nobles, they can only be..." Earl Linna looked at Monty with scrutiny and suspicion: "Have you fought?"

Monty shook his head.

"For a few days, the group of stars didn't even get close to Fort Liberty, they just watched from a distance, and kept sending scouts to investigate," the Death Crow looked at the letter in his hand, and said with his tongue: "From Blade Fang The distance from the camp to Fort Liberty—God knows how they resupplied in the desert."

Hearing this, many nobles were slightly taken aback.

"Wandering, cruising, patrolling, avoiding battles, stabbing in the back at critical moments," said Earl Nazer, and the old man rubbed his chin, his eyes moved slightly: "Does this tactic sound familiar? "

"Like, eighteen years ago?"

There was another silence in the hall, and many people lowered their heads.

Earl Curtson closed his eyes and sighed: "Fuck."

Thales' heart skipped a beat.

"Are Sonia Sutherley and her guards still in Broken Dragon Fortress? Where did they get 5,000 cavalry—even if they were light cavalry—and stuff them into the desert?" the youngest Hester The count frowned, subconsciously turned his head to look for that figure:

"It is impossible for such a large-scale troop transfer to have no news in advance. What about the news about the dark room? Mrs. Kashan, your..."

Hearst realized he had said the wrong thing, and he stopped just in time.

A few seconds later, Monty snorted softly: "Whether it's a fortress or a dark room, you should ask the king—the black sand collar knows best."

The officials in the hall fell silent again.

Yes.

The throne is no longer in the Palace of Heroes, nor in Dragon Clouds City.

The same goes for the dark room that only serves Exeter.

Everyone felt sad.

This is... Dragon Clouds City after the passing of King Nuen.

Hearing this, the Earl of Lisbane let out a long sigh:

"It doesn't matter anymore."

"The important thing is, if the stars are involved," the Lord Regent looked solemnly at the bleak-looking Grand Duchess, "then our next western expedition..."

The discussion of the vassals resounded in the hall.

Earl Linna sneered: "Imagine it: when we were fighting to attack the city, there were a total of 5,000 people in the desert in the south watching leisurely, waiting to give us a look at any time, and behind them there might be some The entire Star Kingdom..."

"Twenty years ago, even if we had three grand dukes working together, the war dragged on for nearly a year because of the intervention of the white elves and Commas." He narrowed his eyes, as if recalling that year: "Guess what, the stars can How long is it taking us, two years? Three years?"

"Seeing this scene, the king must be very happy."

The missions in Qiyuan City looked at each other with ugly expressions.

The atmosphere in the hall became more and more oppressive.

Thales ignored the unkind eyes that glanced at him from time to time, and quickly rearranged the information he knew.

Things will not be that simple, nor will it be that complicated.

It's just that the chess game needs to be raised a little bit. I originally thought that this was a storm between Exeter and the Freedom Alliance, and even Exeter's interior.

The Liberty Alliance is for independence, the Black Sand Leader is for overcoming difficulties, Qiyuan City is for personal interests, and Dragon Cloud City is for its own power balance.

And now...

To add the stars.

So, in this storm, where is Xingchen's greatest interests?

"This is just an optimistic situation." Earl Curtsen counted the numbers as if talking to himself, wringing his fingers: "If the opposite...the opposite is really the Kingdom of Stars that came out after the Bloody Year... ..."

"It's even worse, counting the white elves who suffered in the previous war, and the four northern cities of Commas who bet on the situation..."

"As for us, we only have Dragon Clouds City and Qiyuan City..."

Earl Nazer looked at him counting the chips, heaved a long sigh, and said the words that made many people in the North feel angry:

"When was the last time Exeter lost a battle...?"

No one spoke.

Boom!

The one-armed Count Kierkegaard punched the arm of the chair, making a dull vibration.

The livid face told his mood at the moment.

The vassals clenched their fists.

"The situation has become complicated." The Earl of Lisbane said plainly without changing his face.

Nazer nodded.

Two old friends and old rivals rarely see eye to eye.

Thales was still thinking quickly.

Conjectures surfaced in his mind.

"If the plan of dispatching troops remains unchanged, we need to readjust the deployment of troops, including the quality of the recruited soldiers," the old earl said in a heavy tone: "The enemy Liberty Alliance, the enemy Star Kingdom-the difference is not a star and a half .”

"You mean, retreat?" Lisbane's words came steadily.

"I didn't say that, after all, the lady has already made a promise, and it concerns the honor of Dragon Clouds City and Walton," Earl Nazel said solemnly: "But if we still want to send troops to fight, we can no longer use the previous attitude , hastily dealt with it."

"After all, the opponent we have to face is an old enemy of nearly seven hundred years."

"Shield of the Western Land, Descendant of the Empire."

No one spoke anymore.

Only the Deathcrow shook his head and exhaled.

The heir of Qiyuan City, Ian Ronnie stared in disbelief, looking at Thales, and then at Selma on the steps.

how come……

Sitting on the Grand Duke's seat, Thelma looked stunned.

at this moment.

"No."

Count Linna raised his head, attracting the attention of the entire hall.

"The problem is actually very simple," the count, who had a cold expression and spoke like a knife, looked at Thales again this time, and said with deep meaning: "We neither need to increase our troops, nor do we need to hesitate."

Thales' scalp tightened.

coming.

After the incident, he was most worried about the part.

Many people moved slightly.

"The stars have an army to disrupt the situation."

"And we have their heirs."

Earl Linna said coldly: "Prince Thales Canxing, right?"

"A name that has never appeared on Canxing's family tree."

At that moment, Thales felt that the eyes around him became more and more cold.

Earl Hearst was startled: "You mean..."

Earl Linna sighed: "Chop off one of his hands and send it to Eternal Star City."

"Tell his lunatic daddy: retreat immediately."

"problem solved."

At that moment, the Grand Duchess suddenly turned her head and looked at Thales in disbelief.

But Thales remained indifferent.

So the Grand Duchess looked anxiously at her regent again, but the Earl of Lisbane just shook his head slightly, signaling to stay calm.

The people in the Northland quieted down, looking at Thales with increasingly strange eyes.

In it, Monty the Deathcrow gave him an eerie smile.

Still like a hunter, looking at his prey.

Thales sighed.

"Hey, enough is enough," finally, Earl Hearst couldn't help but say:

"This is not in line with the practice of the people of the North—more than 3,000 years have passed since the ignorant age when the Iron-Blooded King drank with his heart!"

Earl Linna shook his head: "This is his role, thank the gods, wasting food for six years, this precious hostage finally came in handy."

Thales clenched his fists.

"Wait, that's the iron-fisted king who executed 300 nobles in one night—it is said that the lunatic watched the entire execution without blinking his eyes," Earl Cotterson snorted coldly, "if he really Rumors are as hard as a stone, if you refuse to retreat like this..."

Count Linna smiled.

"That's enough of you," Earl Hearst snorted impatiently. "Release him in exchange for retreat, or simply kill him to show our attitude—if we are dissatisfied with the stars, we will torture the children to vent our anger? What's the matter? .”

Count Linna sneered.

"This is not venting, besides, we are releasing him," his eyes showed a cold light: "It's just in the form of installments."

Earl Hearst frowned.

installments?

"One letter is not convincing enough, then two, three, four..."

"Anyway, apart from his palms, he also has arms, legs, feet, eyes, nose, ears..." Earl Linna's cold words echoed in Thales' ears: "Every letter we write, we'll install it in installments" Release a part of this prince."

"Until King Kessel retreats."

"Or the last."

Hearing this, Thales closed his eyes.