Kingdom’s Bloodline

"Very good, Your Highness, please straighten your arm, I want to confirm again, um, yes, that's it..."

Thales stared blankly like a dead fish in a hot pan, and raised his arms creakingly following the words of the imperial tailor.

"If it's a welcome banquet, I don't tend to have cuffs that are too majestic - please straighten your waist and stretch your legs, eh, yes - but Earl Casso's request is very clear, you must have the 'royal calmness' , The New Wind of the Prince'..."

Thales, who was immersed in the "Prince's New Style", was expressionless and hung up his waist numbly, feeling that he had lost the last hope worth fighting for in his life.

This was supposed to be his math class—look at Maester Julio standing in front of the blackboard with a look of embarrassment, his hands not knowing where to go, but obviously, as the date of the welcome banquet approaches, his "schedule" is getting tighter , The schedule is getting more and more full, but the big and small affairs are still rushing like moths to the flame, so that he has to tailor the dress for the banquet during the recess of the math class.

Or, as Thales sees it, a "pre-exhibition of royal rare animals" belonging to the tailoring world.

"I failed to catch up with your appearance six years ago. As a result, you stood in the Hall of Stars wearing that suit, which caused you to be underestimated by the dukes and counts who don't know the heights of the heavens and the earth. Hey, look at it But it hurts me so much, but after I went back, my peers congratulated me, oops, the new style worn by the prince is great, oh, it’s so funny, I explained it for a long time, it’s not a new work, it’s just that the old style was taken away No, I didn't catch up with the second prince's clothes, but who can say who's wrong, after all, you will show up as a surprise for the royal family at that time, so it's important to keep it secret..."

Thales didn't like the tailoring scene very much.

This gave him the illusion that his every move was controlled by others, under pressure everywhere, and unable to be free (as if he was not before), and when his queen tailor was someone who liked to grow long-term sustainable thick hair covers and With thick hair oil and a chattering old man with greasy noodles, this feeling is even more unforgettable, full-bodied and tangy.

"But I can assure you, Your Highness, with me this time, you must be the protagonist at the banquet, and you will be more amazing than Princess Saoirse at the wedding back then... Sorry, I That is to say, it is more eye-catching than Prince Hayman at the coming-of-age ceremony. His appearance back then, I could see it, hehe, oh hey, hey... You know, that is not the thing I am most proud of As for the work, the most powerful thing is another royal wedding—how about you broaden your shoulders? Oh, yes, it’s awesome..."

Daemon, the master tailor, gracefully set down a bunch of measuring tapes from a plate offered by an apprentice, and picked up a stiff ruler from the plate of another apprentice who was trembling at the sight of the prince, almost brandishing it like a baton. , with his "chat":

"Oh, yes, I didn't want to boast at first, but since your Highness condescended to ask (Thales dared to swear he didn't ask by the name of the slicker), I'm too embarrassed to avoid answering .Well, that's right, I designed and cut their dresses and reception services, ho ho ho, ouch, it's not really a thing worth talking about, it's a clumsy... After all, you know, my family started from my great-grandfather From the beginning of the first generation, clothes have been tailored for the royal family."

"At that time, Bella was known as the beautiful and picky 'Queen of Witches', but among so many tailors competing for positions, I picked his work at a glance... So, after all, my family has been around for so many years , the reputation is tiring, and I’m used to it. It’s no big deal. After the work is released, the tailors on the market always like to learn our style. Within a few weeks, the whole kingdom will be like this. ...Hey, heh, sometimes they copy one of our mistakes and design them as a classic, it's really ridiculous...I'm not saying that we will make mistakes, Your Highness, but I feel the need to be humble Yes, after all, how many years have passed, our Damon family is still the queen tailor of the royal family's clothes,

Serving as the highest judge in Wangdu's fashion design competition relies on being humble, low-key, modest and progressive, and conscientious..."

Fortunately, someone rescued him.

"If you can't finish the measurement," the vanguard officer Glover (Doyle was punished by Mallos to help the servants transport lamp oil) said coldly:

"The Zawak family, who specialize in tailoring clothes for the Sun Sword and Shield family, said: It only takes thirty seconds for them to be tailored."

Master Daemon seemed to have been bitten by a giant dragon.

He jumped up from the stool, almost reaching Thales' shoulder, and glared between the face oil and makeup powder:

"Hey, boy, let me tell you, if you don't believe me, go and get a piece of Zavak's clothes. You can tell from the stitches that they are heretics in the sewing world! Today they all rely on their ancestors and the cotton industry. The dirty relationship of the guild..."

Glover, nicknamed Zombie, obviously didn't like this, and turned around to tell another young guard:

"Nesi, make an appointment with Zawak's house immediately..."

"OK OK!"

Master Daemon waved his hands violently, wrapped up the tools with lightning speed, kicked up the two apprentices, and then turned back gracefully, showing a greasy smile to Thales, and gently patted his palms in the air:

"Hey, Your Highness, don't worry, if you have such a correct appearance like you, then you can wear my family's..."

He couldn't finish his sentence, because Glover had already led the royal guards present, and unceremoniously carried out Damon and two nervous and trembling apprentices who had occupied half of the class.

Thales just stepped off the tiptoe stool and breathed out to the ceiling in a daze.

He felt that the hope of life that had left him was crawling back tremblingly.

Maester Julio coughed lightly, drawing Thales' attention back.

But of course, he can't get back the half of the class he lost.

"You should be more polite," Thales' math teacher stretched out his head in awe, looking at the gorgeous sample that Master Damon deliberately 'forgot':

"I heard that Master Dimon's one shot fee is my salary for eight months...Of course I don't mean to ask for a salary increase...Well, for the time being, not for the time being..."

Thales was a little helpless:

"I guess a fancy dress for a stunning banquet is easier to marvel at than a mathematical trick to calculate the error of the annual holy days?"

The young and promising Julio withdrew his envious and jealous eyes, and said pitifully:

"I can only agree with regret and regret."

Thales smiled and returned to the desk.

"Very good, Your Highness, it seems that you can understand and apply Vicar Lisser's two-dimensional coordinate system concept very well... So, now you calculate the variables that are related to each other, it should be much more intuitive..."

Bachelor Julio returned to the teaching mode, with the syllabus in one hand and the chalk in the other, worrying about how to finish today's content in half the class.

"yes."

Thales looked at the graphics and numbers on the paper, and sighed:

"It's amazing that such mathematical knowledge was first invented by a traditional and pious theologian hundreds of years ago."

Julio's eyes lit up:

"During the period of 'Jackal' Sumer III, 'Saint Lisieur' was not just a theologian, his attainments in mathematics were no less than his divine knowledge and philosophical speculation."

"And the method you just used to express the rate of change of numbers in a geometric coordinate system was obtained by him to solve the problem of crowd evacuation after the city celebration, and it is included in "Gonghai City Enlightenment Collection"."

Julio's smile was very excited. While introducing "Saint Lisieux", he was also happy that the prince was interested in this unpopular knowledge that many nobles sneered at.

"I see."

Thinking of the theology class a few days ago, Thales couldn't help but sigh:

"Sunset Church, a religion that regards God as supreme, it's really interesting that there are such talents."

Julio nodded, but his expression paused immediately, as if he hesitated for something:

"Your Highness, this may be a bit presumptuous, but, but I know that you have started to take God, theology class..."

Thales raised his eyebrows:

"you know?"

Maester Julio shrugged and lowered his voice.

"I think, you should, um, have a good relationship with the church. Sometimes, you might as well ignore some small conflicts of ideas, which can save you a lot of trouble..."

This is a rare thing.

Thales moved his butt and leaned back in the chair, interested.

"How to say?"

You know, the style of Bachelor Bona in the grammar class is old-fashioned and slow, but he often speaks amazingly, choking a few Thales to death ("Your Highness, you, you are so, so eager to get out of class, get out of class, yes, yes Yes, going on a date, on a date?").

In the history class, Gilbert took up the consciousness of the political class by the way. He was obviously rushing to make up for the "royal family's pretending to know knowledge", but he often couldn't match the personal feelings of the foreign minister on key historical events. A class is over in a long way, causing a serious delay in progress (“Ah, Your Highness, the wonderful time always flies by too fast, why don’t you add an extra class today?”).

Lord Monton in the nature class is synonymous with sweating and awkward smiles. The goal of the class has long been adjusted from the grand and magnificent "on behalf of the emperor to open the eyes of the world and persuade the Lord to see the world" to "this question, Your Highness, Take a guess first."

As for Master Uhlan's art class, God is sorry, Thales always sleeps deeply and blurredly under his melodious piano sound and Haloxylon brush, sweet and satisfying, so he is saving the Duke of Xinghu from dying young due to lack of sleep Kingdom Heroes.

But, math teacher Julio?

Although he is an orthodox bachelor, there is a stark contrast between his clumsy words and ingenious calculations, and his straightforwardness and simplicity complement each other with his unsophisticated skills. Thales often makes Thales wonder how he got into this lucrative job with both fame and fortune ( Of course, Thales later found out that Julio’s father-in-law was once a big figure in the Finance and Taxation Department, so it’s not difficult to explain why the latter can often produce clear and clear financial statements).

But if he had to say something like "I suggest you to have a good relationship with XX" in class...Thales would rather believe that the tailoring session just now is not over yet.

I saw Bachelor Julio glanced at the Duke's desk, a little unnaturally:

"You know, for a period of time, some knowledge and research would be considered illegal by the church, and mathematics, unfortunately, was the big one..."

Thales' interest is getting stronger:

"Why?"

Julio took a deep breath: "Because some things, if you study them deeply, you will touch the ancient taboos and attract the dissatisfaction of the gods."

Ancient taboo.

Thales pondered for a while.

"And you believe it?"

Julio shrugged innocently, with a helpless expression:

"Of course I don't believe it. However, there must be a temporary reason for temporary events: for example, the knowledge of calculating the volume of liquids was once regarded as evil, and the pharmacy owner was once prohibited from using measuring tools..."

As his words became fluent, Julio realized something, and his face changed:

"Sorry, I'm not here to teach you history..."

"No, no, I'm very interested," Thales raised his palm politely:

"Please don't hesitate to explain."

Julio squeezed a smile at a loss, and after confirming that the prince was in a good mood, he opened his mouth carefully:

"In short, hundreds of years ago, in the notorious Mbora tragedy, the main priest of the cult was a drug dealer. His superb knowledge of pharmacy was the key knowledge for them to make living sacrifices, and he also had the ability to draw talisman arrays. The geometry of..."

Cult worship.

Living sacrifice.

Characterize the array.

Thales raised his eyebrows.

Julio coughed:

"Since then, pharmacy and geometry have become notorious along with the legends of witches, demons, and evil gods."

"What does that have to do with my theology class?"

Julio froze for a moment before he remembered what he wanted to say:

"Oh, thank you for that, for reminding me, I almost forgot the subject..."

"In short, at that time, all the churches, including the setting sun, were more, that, traditional, and for a long time, the life of the bachelors was difficult—even in the Dragon Kiss Academy."

If there is a competition of "speaking long sentences with hesitation", Thales feels that his father's masked guard should be the champion. But Yodel must not take it lightly, because if the comparison is a long sentence outside of this major, then Maester Julio must be a strong contender for the championship status.

If you add another item of "a thousand miles away from the topic", don't ask, you will go bankrupt and bet on Julio.

Thales stared at him.

"Until people like the archdeacon of 'Saint Lisier', who have the identity of the church and are willing to expand their knowledge, can safely carry out research...Thanks to their foresight, you and I can be here," Bachelor Julio looked at the paper The number symbols on it, the eyes are gentle and pity, like looking at your little lover:

"Standing on the accumulation of predecessors, study these cute formulas."

Julio took a breath, his face became serious again:

"So, Your Highness, there is no harm in making good friends with the church, especially when they are in full swing, even if the association with them may not be desirable."

"In this way, many difficulties will be easily solved."

Thales looked at Julio with unprecedented and intriguing eyes.

"What about you?"

Julio's eyes lit up, he raised his finger and shook it as if offering a treasure to Thales, and then pulled out a brass-colored commandment chain from his chest.

"Look, I'm a devout believer of the Sunset Church, and an honorary priest of the Theology Branch of King's College. I often go to the temple to pray, and I often go to church when I return to the countryside."

Julio's eyes were full of lust and showing off.

It seems that this is a certain achievement.

"I study mathematics in the name of God!"

Thales chuckled.

This actually made Bachelor Julio's face stiff, neither holding nor releasing his hands.

"Why?"

Thales coughed a few times to cover up his laughter:

"Why did you tell me specifically?"

Julio put down the commandment chain, wiped his hands on his clothes, and then carefully pointed to Thales' tabletop.

"You... have been holding that book for several days."

"Handprints are almost on the cover."

Thales looked down.

Pressed under his draft paper was the book "Acts of the Setting Sun".

The Duke of Xinghu was taken aback.

A few seconds later, Thales sighed helplessly.

How could he make such a low-level mistake.

Is it too much pressure during the days back to the stars?

In the Northland, in the Palace of Heroes, Thales must be cautious enough to change a new book every day, so that he will not be easily discovered.

Well, can't say that either.

After all, Nicolai's IQ is not to be regarded highly.

"You are a smart kid, Your Highness," Julio said with some concern, "I mean, not many people can understand so many complicated math problems at this age, not to mention that you came back from the barbaric North - no offense .”

"And people with such a mind are often unwilling to be content with boring theological preaching and faith preaching. I know, I have experienced it, but..."

Julio pointed to the wrinkled cover of the religious book:

"When you want to tear up a book to vent your anger, don't let people see it."

Thales stroked the fingerprints on the "Biography" that were obviously clearer than the previous few days, and was silent for a while.

"I just... read too seriously."

"Um, then don't worry too much." Now it was Julio's turn to worry about whether he was interfering with the prince's life too much, he lowered his head and said embarrassingly:

"Fortunately, the times are enlightened now, but in ancient times, the end of doing so would not be so good."

Thales chuckled lightly.

"Don't worry, at least, I'm not too big or too young, so I can be considered a prince?"

"Hey, more than four hundred years ago, 'Alien' Heyman was also the eldest son and heir of the 'Ascension King', but he was not because of blasphemy—"

Maester Julio's words stopped abruptly.

Thales' smile froze.

The room fell silent.

A few seconds later, Julio realized what he had said. He stared at Thales in horror, and looked around in a panic.

"I, I, Your Highness..."

Thales put on a serious face.

"Bachelor Julio, have we finished solving this problem?"

"Oh, of course, of course, Your Excellency the Duke, Your Highness... why don't we go to get out of class?" Julio looked as if he was about to cry.

Thales was silent for a while, then raised his head and released a smile:

"OK."

Only then did Julio let out a long breath of relief, he picked up the teaching materials and left without knowing what to do, not even remembering that the commandment chain was still hanging outside his clothes.

"That, Lord Duke, what I said today, that, Earl Caso..."

Thales sighed lightly:

"Gilbert won't know."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Julio left tremblingly.

"Julio."

Julio's back trembled violently.

"Thank you too." Thales said softly.

Xu Shi knew that he had said more things that he shouldn't have said. Bachelor Julio, who was used to procrastinating, was much more considerate than usual, and the get out of class ended half an hour earlier.

In the history class in the afternoon, he had a rare free time before Gilbert came to deliver "The Political Gains and Losses of the Blade King".

Thales sat quietly in the study, his eyes wandering over the cover of "Acts of the Setting Sun", but he couldn't get out of Julio's words.

"Glorver, close the door, I want to take a nap."

The "zombie" at the door didn't respond extraneously, neither asked for warmth nor made a fuss, just nodded silently and closed the door casually.

The voice of him ordering the guards on duty came from outside the door.

From this point of view, Glover Vanguard Officer is indeed much more competent than D.D.

Low-key and obedient.

Silence and indifference.

Never do unnecessary things.

Thales thought sullenly.

Probably the type trusted by King Kessel.

For some reason, when he thought of this, his heart tightened.

If he was allowed to choose, Thales still felt that it would be easier to get along with someone like Doyle.

why?

Thales sighed.

He looked at the empty study room, clipped the secret "Biography", stood up, and walked to the bookshelf behind him.

The Duke skillfully pried open one side of the baffle and opened the bookshelf.

Enter the secret room in the study.

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