Kingdom’s Bloodline

The Mindyth Hall was still filled with continuous but restrained noise (perhaps except for the rude voices of the Northland and dwarf guests), many heavyweight guests arrived one after another, and the area around the banquet hall became the most familiar social place for the upper echelons of the capital.

And the host of the banquet, Thales still faithfully performed his duties.

"So, Lord Duke, it is indeed a pity to miss you, but who knows that this is not the arrangement of the setting sun?"

Archdeacon Stylianides nodded politely to the Duke of Xinghu. He was frank, humble, and understanding, which made people feel good at first sight.

"...Gives me a chance to reflect on myself: I care about this matter, whether it is because of the vanity and status represented by that position, or the determination and belief to spread the belief... Of course, the result of the reflection makes me feel ashamed... ..."

Thales had a friendly conversation with the most promising young priest in the Sunset Church. He exchanged polite greetings, smiled freshly and sincerely, and nodded in agreement from time to time.

"Facts have proved that I am far from the quality that God appreciates, and I am indeed not worthy to discuss God's teachings with you..."

Not far away, Doyle squinted his eyes and rubbed his chin, looking carefully at Thales who was having a cordial conversation with the guest.

"Hey, I recognize that look."

Glover turned his head when he heard that, and glanced at Doyle: You recognize him again?

"Your Highness is laughing." Glover said coldly.

But D.D shook his head and clicked his tongue:

"No, no, believe me, that child must be feeling overwhelmed right now, wishing he could beat the sky and beat the earth..."

Glover turned his head back and turned a deaf ear.

Leaving Doyle shaking his head, he was deeply moved:

"And according to my experience, that's when the love in your heart allows someone else, but you can't do anything..."

Glover snorted coldly.

Seeing that he didn't get a positive response, Doyle couldn't help but poke his colleague back.

"So, you're not curious at all?"

D.D is not without regrets:

"What did Earl Caso say to him?"

Glover glanced at Doyle, then looked behind him, expressionless, let alone open his mouth.

"I know."

Doyle hesitated slightly.

Hearing the footsteps behind him and the familiar voice, he turned around stiffly, his tone unstable:

"Hall... Your Excellency the Duke?"

I saw Thales ended the conversation at some point, and was standing behind him with his hands behind his back, his face full of joy.

Why does this kid look like a street thief...

Doyle was silently depressed.

I'm so quiet, can you still hear me?

"Gilbert just told me," Thales imitated Doyle's tone just now, full of emotion:

"The love in my heart allows others, but I can't do anything..."

Doyle touched his head and put on a simple and ignorant smirk.

If he remembered correctly, the stupid Cohen might have captured the heart of the young duke by relying on this?

Until Thales turned cold in an instant:

"Are you satisfied?"

Doyle's smile froze.

"Hey, that, you really know how to joke. Is there any woman in this world who doesn't have eyes and dares to touch you..."

The next second, Doyle trembled again.

He inexplicably felt that after saying this, the Duke's aura...

Seems colder?

Thales snorted lightly, and then walked away.

Glover curled his lips and followed suit competently.

"Hey," the zombie walked past Doyle, who was making fun of himself, without paying attention:

"I recognize that look."

Doyle was taken aback for a moment, and then gave him a vicious look.

Bah, zombie, I really misjudged you before.

It turns out that you are also a gossip man who gloats at others' misfortune.

I will remember this grudge!

Thales ignored the eye-to-eye and undercurrent confrontation of the two behind him, and just walked forward on his own.

In fact, Doyle hit part of his heart.

Thales no longer remembered how he said goodbye to Gilbert.

What he remembered was that he still maintained his demeanor and proper manners—like a most competent Duke of Star Lake—appeared at the welcoming position and continued his duties.

But only the Duke himself knows.

From that moment on, his footsteps became much heavier in a trance.

The surrounding noises were mixed together, and he was unable to select the part he wanted from it.

Calm down, Thales.

The Duke was expressionless, and said silently in his heart.

selma.

She will be fine.

【They captured the enemy commander...】

【Life and death unknown...】

The muscles on Thales' arm tensed unconsciously.

The sin of the prison river flowed silently.

No.

Thales' breathing gradually accelerated.

No, calm down, Thales.

The prince said to himself again.

cheer up.

Selma will be fine.

She is the Grand Duchess of Dragon Clouds City, and the Liberty Alliance will understand that keeping her alive is far more valuable than killing her to vent her anger...

or worse...

Thinking of this, Thales' breathing tightened suddenly.

【Because you are a girl. 】

[Then it is doomed... In most games in this world, you have to pay a higher price than men...]

Thinking of what he had said to the girl, Thales felt even more heartbroken.

At that moment, endless anger even rose up in his heart, but even he himself was inexplicable.

Burn to everything.

Nicolai.

Dead face, why can't you protect your lord? You just scratched a little skin in the hands of the Death Crow, and you became a waste? Why do you have the nerve to call yourself a meteorite?

Regency of Lisbane.

Defender and guardian of Dragon Clouds City, aren't you the "Dragon Eye" of the Born King? Could it be that your calculations and schemes have all gone to hell with the former king?

Count Kierkegaard.

He is clearly known as the number one general under King Nun's command, but is it shameless bragging that he is bragging about losing his record of conquering Fort Liberty with one arm?

Grand Duke Ronnie.

The majestic, resolute and resolute Lord of Qiyuan City, even the little Liberty Castle can't do anything about it, you still rule, why don't you commit suicide to thank the world?

while others...

The crime of prison river flowed faster and faster in his veins, and became more and more ferocious.

Exeter's brave Northland army...

Is it all a decoration!

The fist in his sleeve closed unconsciously.

The crime of prison river gradually took shape, spreading all over his body.

No.

Thales thought while taking a deep breath.

You can't count on Exter, you can't count on those stupid bastards to help Thelma.

He has to do something.

but……

but.

Think about it, Thales, think about it, think about it, what else can you do?

Help Gilbert? Let Star Kingdom come forward? Contact Kingdom Secret Division?

but……

Thales found sadly that, as a prince, no matter what means he resorted to, what path he took.

What hangs over the Mindis Hall is still the huge shadow that cannot be bypassed.

He managed to get away from the hostile Exeter and returned to the Kingdom of Stars, but he was still like a bird in a cage.

Facing old friends who need help...

helpless.

Or, is this the truth of his life in this world?

his fate?

For some reason, he suddenly thought of Priest Megan whom he had known not long ago.

【Witness by the setting sun, our destiny has long been tied in the dark. 】

Thales closed his eyes weakly.

Sunset.

If you are real, control the power...

If you are really the patron saint of my family and country...

please.

Please bless her, help her, watch her.

Have pity on the innocent girl caught up in my unfortunate fate.

etc.

He does not know the gods.

but.

Compared with the gods, the guys who really exist and control the power...

Thales opened his eyes gently.

Maybe……

Maybe there is a way...

only……

The price to pay...

Thales gritted his teeth fiercely.

In his body, the crime of prison river roared fiercely.

But if, if it saves her from an even more dire future...

Thales' eyes became more and more gloomy.

The crime of Hell River's restlessness intensified, almost boiling.

at this time.

Snapped!

Thales was slapped heavily on the shoulder!

He was about to fight back subconsciously, but the people behind him held his arms firmly, unable to advance or retreat!

"Your Highness!"

Mallos stood in front of him, grabbed Thales' right hand, and patted the prince's chest lightly:

"really……"

Thales gritted his teeth and tried his best to suppress the desire to pounce on his captain.

The finishing power in his body was suppressed, and he howled furiously in his blood.

Like a wild beast being chained back to its cage.

"I said why something is missing here..."

The watchman still held the prince's right arm.

He looked at Thales' flat and smooth chest, frowned and muttered:

"I guess, in the banquet hall, Barney Barney didn't steal the star badge in his hand."

"And it's purely because you are too prodigal, and you sent it away because of a poor boy...Of course, it may also be because of a beautiful woman..."

Hearing the officer's words, Doyle, who was not far away, gave his colleague a knowing smile, but Glover still replied coldly.

"By the way, Your Highness, let me introduce the following guests..."

Thales raised his head with difficulty.

Then with the same difficulty, he smiled.

Under the introduction of Mallos, the Duke of Star Lake warmly welcomed the arrival of Bern Talen - the lord of Ice River City had a relationship with him at the state meeting six years ago, and he was one of the thirteen earls. First, they are distant relatives and close ministers of the Canxing royal family. In fact, the first Earl of Tarun was named the Duke of Xinghu before the land was sealed off.

This makes Earl Talen's visit even more meaningful.

But these well-recited information just flowed through Thales' brain meaninglessly, supporting him to pile up a perfect smile again and say false greetings.

At this moment, Thales suddenly had a sympathetic understanding of his enemy, Jann Cavendir.

The Duke of Iris, who wanted to kill him by the hands of the blood clan, was probably the same, with a heavy burden in his heart and a spring breeze on his face.

welcome to send.

Four seasons as usual?

He enthusiastically watched Earl Talen follow Mallos, so decent and generous that no one could fault him.

but……

Is this all he can do?

Thales thought sarcastically:

Standing here, leaning against the door for some stupid party of your own?

At the same time, the girl to whom she owed a lot may be trapped in the enemy's camp...

Thales took a deep breath.

At this moment, a word whispered into his ear.

"I was thinking, maybe it was a wrong choice to let you practice sword last night? To make your youthful heart more restless?"

Thales paused and looked at Mallos who had returned at some point.

I saw the latter close to his ear, whispering:

"Unless you're going to have a life-and-death duel with a guest tonight to show off the mighty majesty brought back from the Northland," Mallos said sarcastically:

"Otherwise, please take care of your finishing power."

Thales stabilized his mind:

"you know?"

"Don't forget, I am your martial arts teacher." Mallos said lightly.

Then he turned his head as if nothing had happened, blocked Thales behind him, and reprimanded D.D who made faces at Glover.

Thales adjusted his breathing, but realized something.

Wake up, Thales.

You're not far from finally flipping the chessboard.

Meet the enemy.

Spot the enemy.

Conquer the enemy.

Thales silently recited the three principles of confronting the enemy, thinking carefully.

The Sin of Prison River seems to be in sync with the master's state. At this moment, it is sluggish, dark and stagnant, without the madness and violence it had before.

Charmain Rumba.

A name crossed my mind.

Exeter's Western Expedition was defeated, and even the coach was captured. This is far from a problem with the three major territories.

It is about the dignity of Exeter as a whole.

If King Charman still wants to secure his position, he can't turn a blind eye and pretend to be deaf and dumb.

He must take back Selma from the Freedom League in the name of the kingdom.

Of course, this may be at the price of the Heisha leader reaching out to the internal affairs of the three cities and expanding the royal power...

etc.

Expand the kingship.

Thales cleared his mind.

The Liberty Alliance is small and weak, so it is impossible to fight against the mighty Longxiao, Qiyuan, and Jieshou with one's own strength, and reverse the outcome.

They may have strong support and external forces to intervene in the situation.

Thales frowned.

King Charmain.

It's you?

you again?

That matter is not so simple, he will use the captured Selma as a bargaining chip, use up every penny of her value, divide, buy, blackmail, deceive, and do everything possible.

Weaken Qiyuan City.

Deterrence guards the city.

Conquer Dragon Clouds City.

As for the little slick...

【Be careful, Thales, when people smell your weakness...】

King Charman's voice faintly sounded in his ears, and Thales closed his fists again.

what to do.

Thousands of miles away, how am I going to face... Charmain Rumba?

what to do?

Thales' fist clenched tighter and tighter.

The Sin of Prison River seemed to have sensed the mood of its master, and when it found signs of a comeback, it was about to move, trying to cover its master's body again.

But the next moment, a new guest interrupted Thales' memories.

The person came with strides, his cloak was slightly raised, his left eye was covered with scars, and the only remaining eye revealed a cold and stern look.

Thales breathed slightly.

It's him.

Six years ago...

old friend.

The moment this nobleman appeared, the originally noisy courtyard of Mindis Hall seemed to have a baton in the hands of the conductor Yiwu, drawing a pause for the music.

Even Doyle isn't smiling anymore.

The guests who saw him were silent, and the people who recognized him came forward to greet him in twos and threes under the reminder of each other.

The middle-aged nobles were not enthusiastic, and responded casually and arrogantly to the greetings of the lower-level nobles.

The middle-aged nobleman walked into the hall door, handed the cloak to the waiter, took the pen and paper, stroked the list of guests, and looked around the Mindis Hall.

"Rudolph told me before that this is a good place to come often."

The middle-aged nobleman snorted softly and said coldly:

"Now, hmph, I still prefer Yadi."

In the next second, the one-eyed guest stopped looking and landed on Thales.

Under Mallos' gesture, Thales stepped forward slowly, smiling.

"Dear Duke of Nantrester, welcome..."

But the other party cut him off bluntly.

"Why are you so thin?"

"Not very tall?"

Thales' expression froze.

I saw the guardian duke of the cliff, the owner of the giant horned deer, Gustave Nantroist, nicknamed "One-Eyed Dragon", frowning and looking at him:

"Did the Yankees mistreat you for six years?"

As the majestic Duke of Xinghu, Thales was silent for a while, and could only continue to give him a decent smile.

Gust snorted coldly:

"Then you'd better pay back and live up to the stars."

After saying that, the one-eyed Duke pushed the waiter forward without even looking at the prince.

No.

Thales frowned lightly, but felt relieved.

At least, he can still do things.

"Lord Gust, do you know Levi Trudida?"

Gust stopped in his tracks.

Thales made a downward gesture to the three of Mallos, followed by himself, and stood opposite the one-eyed dragon.

"He is the son of the Grand Duke of the Reconstruction Tower, and he also came to the banquet today."

Gust narrowed his one-eyed eyes and looked at Thales carefully.

"Trudida..."

The Duke of Yadi snorted in disdain:

"A certain shameless northern bastard gave birth to many sons, and many bastards."

"God knows which son it is."

"God knows, if it's his kind."

Listening to the other party's emotional confirmation of Trudida, Thales thought deeply.

The reconstruction tower is adjacent to the northern border and is related to the border defense of the two countries.

But it actually has more mountainous territory, bordering on the cliffland territory of the Nantrest family, living and developing in the Mountains of Sighs, and facing each other.

("It's just two cowards, separated by a big canyon, nestled on the peaks on both sides, scolding each other in the air: If you have the guts, come here!" ——While picking his nose with disdain, while boredly listening to the two children attending the history class of Beidi Nicolai.)

Thales took a step closer, forced himself not to look at Gusd's left eye covered with scars, and said softly:

"Levyan, let me help. I want to buy something to eat and take it home."

food.

Cyclops moved slightly:

"food?"

Thales didn't have time to feel emotional about the other party's reaction, so he nodded:

"The autumn harvest is over, and winter is coming."

Thales looked at Cyclops, and their eyes met.

For the first time in six years, Gusd turned around and looked straight at Thales, with thoughts flowing in his eyes.

As if this is their reunion.

Thales smiled and raised his hand, signaling the other party to go first.

The two walked forward.

"But I think it's not just food." Thales said lightly.

Gust narrowed his one eye.

Thales nodded with a smile.

One of them lives in the North, and the other borders the territory.

All have enlightenment, so there is no need to say everything.

As the territory on the southwestern border of Exeter, the Tower of Reconstruction is located in the Mountains of Sighs.

But also limited by the terrain, their entrustment is complicated, the vassals are scattered, and the cultivated land is scarce and the soil is poor.

But in recent years, they have absorbed many immigrants who fled due to the increasing local conflicts in the kingdom.

The extreme cold every year is a test for the lord of the reconstruction tower.

They have to trade mineral and metallurgical output and import food for a long time.

"In the past, there were Olsio from Welland collar and Rumba from Heisha collar," Thales said casually, but with shrewd eyes:

"The covenant of the three major territories is tight, the relationship is very strong, and the in-laws communicate with each other, and they are connected with each other."

"The Reconstruction Tower has its own way to import supplies and store food for the winter."

Of course, if you are willing to pay the price, let go of your dignity, and lower your face (this is the personal specialty of Grand Duke Trudida, who is deeply despised in the Northland), the powerful Dragon Cloud City and the grain-producing Fengzhao City are not impossible to condescend , help one or two.

"but now……"

Gusd listened to his words, his expression moved slightly.

Thales snorted lightly.

Since the death of King Nun and the coronation of King Charman...

Long Xiao was weak and Feng Zhao was timid.

As for Qiyuan, Jieshou, Binghai, Elk, Sentinel and other places, either they are too long to quench their thirst, or they have their own ghosts and nothing to do with them.

But what is even more frightening is that the neighbor of Reconstruction Tower—Heisha Leader has sprung up under the leadership of King Charman, with obvious ambitions.

Ever since, the balance in Exeter has lost its balance.

And Rumba from the Black Sand Territory, Oresi from the Welland Territory, and Trudida from the Tower of Reconstruction...

In the south of Exeter, there was once a trinity, the three princes who shared the same hatred, rejected the dragon and sky in the north, and faced the stars in the south...

Eager to fight, staring at each other, the three major northern families that have made Fuxing Palace and Broken Dragon Fortress fearful in the past 18 years...

They have long since parted ways.

Looks like it works.

Thales and Coste walked slowly, both of them thinking.

"So they turned to you? Looking for the royal family of Canxing?" Kosde said coldly.

Thales let out a breath and used his brain:

"According to my understanding, as cunning as Trudida, they will not bet easily," Duke Xinghu said softly:

"It should be shaking hands with Rumba with a smiling face, and continuing to trade and buy food from the old channels, as if everything is business as usual."

"On the other hand, like today, stock up in batches from channels including stars, reduce pressure, and accumulate over time for emergencies."

Cyclops snorted coldly:

"I'm not surprised that they have always been two-faced and three-faced."

"If it's true, it must have been done at least six years ago."

Thales nodded:

"If you want to transport goods from the stars to the Reconstruction Tower, and avoid the black sand collar, you can't go to the north. They have to lead the sea route directly from the East China Sea..."

Gustav took the topic indifferently:

"Either overland, through my territory."

Thales sighed and nodded:

"The cliff land."

"smuggling."

Costa thought deeply:

"But since it's on your head, it must be..."

In the next second, the one-eyed dragon suddenly changed color!

He turned his head sharply:

"After you came back, what happened to the war of the Freedom League?"

"The Yankees lost?"

Thales sighed secretly in his heart.

This guy is so responsive.

Even he himself got some sporadic information about the Northland from the Department of Foreign Affairs and the Secret Service through questioning Gilbert.

"No, it's impossible for the Yankees to lose," Korsted immediately reacted, with a serious expression on his face:

"So it must be... Rumba won?"

Thales was in a heavy mood.

He stopped and cleared his throat:

"Let me put it this way, the result is still unknown."

"But King Charman...has a huge advantage."

This news made Gusd ponder for a long time.

"You mean, you want me to let go of the goods of the reconstruction tower, so as to increase their confidence and fight against the king of Black Sand?"

"For the future of the stars, to weaken the enemy?"

Thales stared at the other party's one eye, silent for a long time.

It was the Duke in front of him who went on a rampage six years ago and took the lead in forcing the palace at the state council.

It was also the duke who sowed the seeds of doubt in Thales' heart six years ago with his angry words.

What exactly does he want?

"No, just to remind you."

Thales said lightly:

"This is an opportunity."

"It's even more of a bargaining chip."

The one-eyed dragon's expression moved slightly.

"If there is really such a plan in rebuilding the tower, then you can set up a card to take it, intimidate and blackmail, or even send a special person to rob and kill halfway."

Trudida spoke for him in the Hall of Heroes back then, and the scene that led to the selection of the king is still vivid, but Thales just shook his head and waved away his sincere apology to the prince of the pot head:

"It's profitable anyway, why not do it."

At this moment, the look in Gusd's eyes became more interesting, with a little more vitality, and he was no longer so cold and indifferent, making strangers unapproachable.

But Thales changed the subject:

"But you can also let them go all the way, and even take the initiative to increase the number of reinforcements, making them more and more dependent on the benefits of your supply line-this is how King Nunn dealt with Elk City in the past few decades."

Thales said coldly.

The playfulness in Kuusd's eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by seriousness.

"First clear the roadblocks, redefine the business road, generously transport, and give strong support."

Thales stretched out his hand gently, and slowly closed it in the air:

"Wait until the other party gets used to intoxication and is deeply dependent, then slowly withdraw and gently strangle the neck."

He suddenly clenched his fist!

"Just like that, Elk City is in a dilemma, letting others slaughter it, being subdued by Longxiao City, and has no power to fight back."

Gust frowned fiercely.

Thales put down his palm, raised his head and smiled:

"Advance and retreat, whether to attack or defend, what you want to do is all up to you."

The Duke of Xinghu saluted happily:

"Happy holy day, my lord Korst."

At least, that's what he can do now.

Thales said sadly in his heart.

But just as he turned around, Cyclops spoke in a low voice behind him.

"so."

"King born," Gusted paused slightly, narrowing his one-eyed eyes slightly:

"You learned a lot from him?"

born king.

Thales' mood tightened for no reason.

He seemed to have returned to that night again, watching King Nun stretch out his hand indifferently, revealing the "triumph" ring.

"No."

For some reason, Thales subconsciously denied it, categorically:

"I've known him for less than a day."

"How to study."

Gust walked up to him leisurely and stared at him for a long time.

Then he opened his mouth quietly:

"Why?"

Although the other party was unclear, Thales knew what he wanted to ask.

"As a thank you," Thales raised his head, still smiling:

"Thank you for being honest with me six years ago."

The duke thanked him more or less sincerely:

"Indeed, in the past six years, I have seen a lot and grown a lot."

frankly.

Kosted still stared at him deeply, without saying a word.

It seems that Thales is a big stone, and he wants to carve it carefully with his eyes.

"Six years ago, what happened in the North, that changed everything, didn't it?"

changed everything?

Thales lost his mind.

"yes."

"The born king is gone."

Nun VII.

As the years passed and the influence became more and more obvious, Thales became more emotional:

In the early hours of that day, the kingdom of Exeter lost...

Not just a king.

Thinking of the voice and smile of the unworldly overlord as yesterday, the young man said in a daze:

"And on the vast continent, ten bloodthirsty beasts that were once firmly tied to his hands, bowed their heads and suppressed their nature..."

"It's scrambling to get out."

"Hunger will never choose food."

"I will never die."

According to the old crow's point of view...

Possibly a disaster for neighbors too.

The harm is endless.

Gust stared at him closely.

"No."

"Didn't you see? Six years ago, it wasn't just this incident that affected Westland."

Thales came back to his senses, wondering for a while:

What?

"Compared to some noisy king, buried in the earth and coffin..."

Gusted stepped forward slowly, clasped his shoulders, and lowered his voice:

"more importantly……"

The next moment, Cyclops' eyes shrank, and Thales felt his jaw tighten!

I saw Gust's left hand pinching Thales' chin lightly, holding the prince's face in front of his eyes.

Not far away, Doyle and Glover were startled, and they were about to step forward to stop them, but Mallos held them down.

"Six years ago, a young star faded away from the dust after being refined."

The Duke of Xinghu was astonished, watching the other party's one-eyed eyes close to his pupils, and listening to the deep and delicate voice of Gusted seeping into his eardrums.

"Rising slowly..."

In that terrifying eye, it seems that there are countless mountains and mountains, standing majestically:

"Strange light..."

Following the master's words, the peaks broke through the fog and went straight into the sky:

"Shiny."

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

The prince who was shocked by the mountains in the opponent's eyes suddenly woke up.

Oops, in full view, if someone sees this...

Thales, who felt that he was not a child, blushed. He shook off Korst's fingers, and took a step back, very embarrassed.

"You... that... I... can't..."

Behind Doyle and Glover looked at each other, while Mallos frowned fiercely.

But the Duke of Yadi was not hesitant, and moved forward steadily, quite aggressive.

"The return of the young star," Gust said with a calm face, but he spoke in an antique way:

"Updated every day."

Until the one-eyed dragon's tone changed, like a sudden change in the flow of water, rushing and thrilling:

"When will it reach the sky and shine in the Milky Way?"

Get to the sky, shine the Milky Way...

Duke Xinghu's heart skipped a beat.

Thales stabilized his pace and calmed down the sudden panic.

"You have a profound knowledge of the grammar of the ancient empire," the prince took a deep breath, and finally adjusted his mood, avoiding the topic that the other party meant:

"Unfortunately, grammar is not my strong point."

Kosted stood still, ignoring the suspicious gazes of others, and locked Thales tightly with his one-eyed eyes.

A few seconds later, he smiled deeply:

"excusable."

The Duke of Yadi let out a disturbing sneer:

"If the king is all-rounder in civil and military affairs, he will be comprehensive and proficient in everything."

"Then what do we vassals do?"

Thales tried his best not to misinterpret this sentence with countless deep meanings, and answered hastily in embarrassment:

"So we each perform our duties and are stars together?"

Gust narrowed his eyes:

"So you agreed?"

"Our proposal?"

Taylor's heart tightened again.

"I do not know what you're talking about."

The Duke scowled, and glanced at the people around him from the corner of his eye:

"What proposal?"

Gusd's eyes turned cold, and he took a step back.

But he immediately looked around the Mindis hall, feeling something in his heart, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

"Of course, hehehehe, of course..."

Gust laughed lightly at first, then raised his voice to sneer, showing his arrogance:

"No proposal."

"No!"

Seeing that Thales was a little uneasy, he felt apprehensive.

A second later, the Duke of Nantrester, who had had enough laughing, lowered his head, his one-eyed eyes were deep, and went straight to the heart:

"There is only a long journey."

"The sea is vast."

He spoke in a cold voice, his gaze was provocative, but his tone was filled with incomparably strange satisfaction:

"And you had to go."

"Forced to set sail."

As soon as the words fell, the owner of Yadi, Nantriest of the giant horned deer, and the one-eyed dragon Gust turned around and walked away gracefully!

He rudely pushed away the two respectful waiters who led the way, looked at no one, and sneered all the way away.

Thales stood there in a daze with his clothes slightly disheveled.

It attracted the attention of countless people.

looked at each other.

There are countless guesses.

After a long while, Doyle, who had been keeping a distance to accompany him, watched Thales carefully while he was arranging his clothes while deep in thought.

"What, zombies."

He poked Glover, who was also suspicious, and whispered:

"As soon as he came, he asked His Highness if he had lost weight and was abused... Then he... put him..."

"In the end, I read poems to His Highness... I seem to have vaguely heard words like 'you agreed?', 'forced'..."

Glover glanced back at D.D when he heard the words, with a strange expression on his face.

"You said, the Duke of Nantrester..."

Doyle couldn't believe it, with doubts on his face:

"His preference should not be..."

D.D glanced at Thales worriedly, then looked at the banquet hall where Gust's back disappeared, and said in horror:

"Beautiful boy?"

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