Kingdom’s Bloodline

This sentence was like eternal oil splashed on sparks, causing an uproar in the hall!

The vassals all showed anger. ``Le`wen``novels``lwxiaoshuo`

"This fucking..."

"fuck him..."

"guard!"

But before the anger of the vassals could be vented, Thales spoke again, and his voice resounded through the hall.

"You know, sometimes I miss Nunn very much," the prince sighed, but there was no respect in his words: "I want to say to him: Look, the majestic Dragon Cloud City, this is what is left of you .”

"Your poor inheritance, Nunn," Thales turned around, looked up at the stone carvings above his head, opened his arms to the nobles on both sides, and shook his head seemingly wistfully: "It's just a group of old antiques who think Jianghua , guarding a useless and cowardly little girl, biting and biting endlessly for the little bones in Longxiao City."

"I've listened to it for so long, and I've had enough."

He changed his face, and said coldly and contemptuously: "As Nun's survivors, you are really sad."

boom!

"Desecrate the former king?"

Count Kierkegaard slammed the seat coldly: "You will regret this sentence."

"I swear."

Thales shook his head disdainfully, but didn't respond at all.

"Wow," Ian stared at Thales dumbfounded in his seat, "I thought I was too much."

"If this is your plan, ma'am, it's best to stop him before anything happens," Nikolai's already pale face was filled with anger beyond the situation, and he whispered beside the Grand Duchess : "This is too much. If this continues, no one will be able to save him in front of the angry Northlanders."

"Even with his father and the protection of the Star Kingdom."

But Selma just stared at the prince in a daze and didn't answer.

Thales...

you you?

Thales took two more steps and passed Monty.

The Death Crow gave him a faint sneer, with malicious intent in his eyes.

"Enough! Prince Thales," Earl Hearst yelled angrily, "Madam tried to save your life, but you—"

"Oh, talk about that!"

Thales raised his voice, as if he had suddenly realized something, he turned to the earl with the golden beard in a leisurely manner.

"Save my life? Ha!" He shook his head with an absurd and disdainful face, and clicked his tongue at the grand lady in the seat.

"I knew it all: it's not safe to bet on the so-called Grand Duchess."

He shook his head and sighed in remorse: "I advise you not to do the same."

"As I thought: she is too weak and too stupid," Thales shrugged, "so that she can't even be a puppet, let alone protect me."

The prince snorted softly: "Stupid little girls."

The Earl of Lisbane looked at the prince in disbelief, feeling that he had never been so strange—as if he was no longer the prince who always kept his own place.

Thelma's expression changed. She looked at Thales in a daze, but she couldn't stop thinking of what the boy said.

[Don't care about others, don't care about others, don't have the slightest hesitation and hesitation. 】

【I will solve the remaining problems. 】

This is... how you solve your problems?

"How dare you insult our lady?"

Earl Hearst squeezed his fists, his face twisted, expressing his anger word by word: "That's really good, Prince Thales, Your Highness, as a star person, you are really kind."

"Then let's see how long you can be tough."

Thales blinked.

"People in the Northland have said this to me more than once," the second prince let out a breath, seemingly helpless: "As a result, six years have passed, and my head is still on my neck."

Earl Hearst shouted angrily like a beast whose territory had been violated!

The deafening curses erupted from the people in the North, and the Grand Duke's personal guards even held down two vassals who couldn't bear to step forward.

"This is really interesting." Count Linna looked at Thales coldly: "Ma'am, it seems that your judgment of people is biased."

Selma was quiet at this moment.

She looked at Thales sadly.

But only a false emotion can be harvested from the prince's eyes.

Thales...

What the hell are you going to do?

"Yes!"

"The Freedom Alliance is our handwriting, it is the premeditation of the stars," Thales took a deep breath, turned to the Northlanders in the hall, and yelled, adding fuel to the fire: "And what can you do? Northlanders ? Dragon Clouds City?"

"Continuously holding political meetings, bickering in the castle? Then using pretentious rhetoric, boasting of achievements that are not yours, and covering up your incompetence and stupidity?"

"Enough is really enough," he snorted softly, "It seems as if you have really contributed a lot to Dragon Clouds City."

Numerous shouts of anger sounded in the air, bringing warm suggestions from enthusiastic people in the Northland such as "Kill him".

Earl Nazer frowned and looked at Thales, and mouthed to Lisbane on the opposite side: What's going on?

But the regent just shook his head.

He doesn't know either.

"And the thing that bothers me the most..."

"One thing, your Grand Duchess is right," Thales sighed, his face turned cold:

"Six years ago, if it wasn't for me, you——Dragon Clouds City would have ceased to exist long ago!"

"It's still your turn to yell and talk about how to deal with me?" Thales turned around in a circle, took every pair of eyes into his eyes, laughed and raised his voice, overshadowing Beidi People's scolding: "As if you can really do it!"

The noise in the hall grew louder.

"Now, if I say again: chop off one of his hands," Count Linna said in a high voice, "Is there anyone objecting?"

There was an overwhelming roar of anger and approval in the hall.

Thales laughed indifferently.

He turned around, faced the speechless Grand Duchess, and opened his arms:

"come!"

Like a brave warrior who risked everything, he smiled contentedly on the battlefield: "Everyone in Dragon Clouds City, the second prince of Xingchen, Thales Canxing, is here now!"

"Go ahead and take me as a hostage," the young man shouted, "Chop off your hands or feet, it's up to you!"

The three Grand Duke's personal guards held down the fifth vassal who was about to rush up - the Earl of Hudson.

Thales couldn't remember whether he was Mu Xuehe or Hudson from Spear City.

But that's okay.

Thales looked coldly at the angry Northlanders.

It's almost time.

Ian looked at Thales in the field and frowned tightly: What exactly do you want to do?

This is Dragon Clouds City, and you are facing people from the Northland.

If this continues, even if you want to be sent to Qiyuan City safely, it will be impossible!

Thelma stared sadly at Thales who seemed to be challenging all the powerful people in Dragon Clouds City.

Yes.

at this time……

no one...

Let's talk about marriage again, ask for a levy again, and mention the qualifications of the Grand Duchess again.

But.

but you...

Thales!

Thinking of this, she couldn't help feeling her nose sore.

Thales' roar sounded again.

"But you have to remember!"

Thales waved his arms, glared at every Northlander who was gnashing his teeth, and raised his head angrily, "On the day in the future..."

"The day when I wear the crown of nine stars and take over the rod of stars."

"Every debt will be liquidated, every hatred will be wiped away!"

His words were like a basin of cold water, and the angry shouts in the hall were immediately stopped.

"In the name of Bright Star."

"This is a promise from the Star Kingdom, the heir to the throne," Thales took advantage of the silence, lowered the volume, soothed his hoarse voice, and said coldly:

"Remember, each of you."

"Remember, Exeter."

He coldly swept over the vassals in the hall, and found that the momentary anger in their eyes had slowly subsided, turning into hatred that would last for years.

"Boy," Earl Curtson gritted his teeth fiercely, as if he wanted to chew Thales into pieces:

"Do you think the Northlanders will be afraid of your threat?"

Thales turned his head like a stab, and met his gaze: "Isn't it?"

"When you face the stars, see how scared you are."

The prince sighed with a sigh and said: "Dragon Clouds City, once majestic and famous for a while, now..."

"You can only rely on hostages to fight."

The angry shouts that subsided in the hall sounded again, one after another.

Except for Lisbane, who was in shock, and Nazer, who was frowning deeply, even the other four earls showed their anger.

"I doubt whether you will survive to the day of your coronation," Count Kierkegaard squeezed his remaining fist, expressionless: "If it weren't for the restraint of the Grand Duke's guards, you would be torn into pieces now." It's in pieces!"

Thales laughed: "So I said, you are a bunch of idiots."

The second prince of the stars sighed as if no one was there:

"It doesn't matter if I'm crowned or not."

"Because someone will always be crowned!"

He squinted his eyes and looked fearlessly at the earls: "In terms of how to deal with me, you have never faced me, but—"

The prince opened his mouth slowly and ended his words: "The entire Star Kingdom!"

Thales finished speaking lightly, and another wave of protests ushered in.

But he didn't realize it.

At this moment, when the focus was on Thales, a servant hurriedly came to the wall, came behind the Regent of Lisbane, and leaned close to his ear.

Some people noticed this, but they were immediately attracted by Thales and turned their eyes again.

But Lisban's complexion changed, and he lowered his voice: "What? Now? He's right here..."

The servant nodded.

After Lisbane asked a few more words, his complexion became worse and worse.

Earl Nazer noticed the expression of his old friend, and he immediately cast a questioning look.

To his surprise, old Lisban, who had always been prudent, now looked downcast and panicked. He shook his head at the puzzled Nazel.

Lisbane took a deep breath, looked at Thales in disbelief, and smiled wryly.

Is that so?

Prince Thales.

I see.

A second later, Lisbane waved his hand feebly as if giving up on something.

The servant left, and the confrontation in the field continued.

"We, the Kingdom of Exeter, are not afraid of any opponent."

Earl Linna said coldly: "Because of your stupid move, boy, your fate today is already doomed."

"And it will be the same in the future: Do you think that you may be lucky, and after returning to the city wall built high by the stars in the future, you will be able to sit back and relax?"

"Maybe you forgot, eighteen years ago, we put you..."

Thales interrupted him mercilessly.

"Oh, you're not qualified to represent Exeter."

"Don't 'Extreme', 'Extreme', 'our us' every day," Thales chuckled, "and don't think too highly of yourself: in such a big country, not everyone is qualified to represent."

Earl Linna's eyes became more and more vicious: "I will remember your words, and the debts of the Freedom Alliance with Xingchen will be counted on your head together."

But Thales was happy and unafraid, as if this was just a walk in the backyard.

"Forget it, in front of me, it's not your turn to speak harshly."

He shook his head contemptuously: "Count Linna, if you want to threaten the next supreme king of Star Kingdom, your rank is too low."

"A king's - vassal's - vassal."

Lin Na's face turned ashen.

Right now.

boom!

The main door of the hall was suddenly opened.

A heavy and deep voice sounded low:

"I seem to hear someone say that not everyone has the right to represent Exeter?"

"If you want to talk to a certain king's heir, the earl's level is not enough?"

The bickering in the hall stopped, and most people stared blankly at the door, not understanding what was going on.

Puff puff.

Footsteps sounded.

Under everyone's doubts, one after another, a middle-aged nobleman with a frosty face, accompanied by several angrily-faced Grand Duke's personal guards, stepped into the Hall of Heroes without anyone else present.

The visitor stopped, and stood leisurely in the center of the hall, looking around calmly.

He opened his mouth softly, but there seemed to be a deep chill in his words: "Then what about me?"

"How about a king?"

There was an instant silence in the hall.

Selma, Lisbane, Nazar, Nicolai, Kierkegaard, Hearst, Linna, Curtsen, Lord Justin, and even Monty and many vassals...

From the Grand Duchess to the vassals, and even the personal guards and envoys from Qiyuan City, they all froze in an instant——Lisban still had a look of exhaustion and sadness on his face.

It seems that the time in the hall has stopped at this moment, no longer moving forward.

Their expressions were exactly the same, they all stared blankly at the middle-aged nobleman who had just walked in.

It's like he's never going to show up, a dead man crawling out of the grave.

Only Thales, he looked at the middle-aged nobleman indifferently, neither startled nor impatient.

The prince sighed.

You are so slow.

old friend.

Under countless strange or shocked gazes, the middle-aged nobleman raised his head.

The dark golden crown on his forehead is shining brightly, with a dark red gemstone inlaid in the middle.

After seeing the gemstone clearly, many people gasped.

In the next second, the forty-sixth king of the Kingdom of Exeter and Grand Duke of the Black Sand Territory, His Majesty Charmain I glanced at everyone in the hall expressionlessly, and said softly:

"Good morning."

"Dragon Clouds City."