Kingdom’s Bloodline

As for other things the other party said...

By accident.

Forced by the situation.

Definitely not a personal grudge?

Thales narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhan En who was trying to control himself, but what sounded in his mind was the words of Duke Xihuang:

[Before accepting their kindness, please remember: they are only against your father, but they are definitely not sincerely loyal to you. 】

"Oh, is it?"

Thales said coldly:

"So, six years ago, you lent the Vinegrass Manor to Serena because of an 'accident'?"

"You are also 'forced by the situation', so you let the Queen of the Night chase me after you put on a good show?"

Jen's face suddenly became ugly.

"It's a coincidence," Thales sat upright, sneered:

"Do you know what lesson that Ms. Serena, who came to me thanks to you, taught me?"

Zhan En's eyes stopped in the void, trembling for a while with his breathing.

"But that's what you said, times have changed."

"We always have to look forward."

Ke Thales shook his head slowly, and said word by word:

"No, Your Excellency the Duke, I refuse your proposal - because I don't believe you at all."

The two faced each other silently, with normal posture and proper etiquette.

But the atmosphere is tense that outsiders can't imagine.

Duke Iris struggled between his brows for a while, and his articulation seemed a bit difficult:

"I tried my best to suggest and even beg you, Thales, at least..."

But Thales didn't want to pay attention to the other party's acting skills at all, he interrupted the other party with a smile:

"Quick question and quick answer: Back then, why did I go to Exeter?"

Jen raised his eyes.

"For tourism? To broaden your knowledge? To eat and drink? To find a wife?"

Thales tutted and shook his head:

"Neither...oh, yes, I remembered."

Thales' eyes sharpened, and his tone became tighter:

"Because a group of domestic vassals united to attack and kill the Exeter mission, but they were used by others, which drew the fury of King Nun."

"And we need someone to take advantage of, to clean up the mess and wipe their ass?"

Jen didn't speak.

"But why did they attack and kill the Exeter Mission?"

Thales leaned forward to the other party with a gloomy expression:

"And why are you?"

"Jane Cavendir Duke?"

Zhan En's eyebrows couldn't help fluctuating.

"You have been a prince for six years, and now you are the Duke of Star Lake—even if the Yankees are as stupid as they are, they should have taught you: there are some things we can't help ourselves."

Duke Iris' eyes were completely cold, and his tone was no longer polite:

"What happened back then, one size fits all, shouldn't continue to the present, let alone implicate others."

One yard owned by a yard?

Thales smiled.

The prince's expression also sank,

Eyes cold:

"Tell me, Jen, even now, have you ever thought about..."

"Back then, if I hadn't appeared, or I would have simply died at the hands of vampires or Exeters."

Thales pouted his chin toward the banquet hall:

"Then today, with this title, occupying this manor, sitting in this position, watching the bustling guests below..."

"It will be you?"

Jen looked up sharply!

"Thales, this is the last time, carefully consider your decision," Duke Iris gritted his teeth, threatening:

"I have made enough concessions, and my proposals are sincere enough."

"Don't force me to be your enemy, you won't think of that step."

But Thales responded with a sneer.

"One last time? Concession?"

Thales tutted and shook his head:

"'If you don't cooperate with me, I will be your enemy.' You call this a concession?"

Zhan En stared at him, the former Duke Iris with a friendly smile had long since disappeared.

"I never forced you, Zhan En, your so-called 'forced'," Thales said coldly: "It's just that you can't stand the sway from the outside world, and it's your own choice."

"On the contrary, from the past to the present, from the beginning to the end, you have been forcing me."

Thales with warnings:

"And everyone has to pay the price for their choice."

At this moment, the two looked at each other, and the temperature seemed to drop to the extreme.

Jen snorted angrily.

"When you were young, you might have nothing to worry about, no fear and no fear."

"But when you grow up, experience, and have more, maybe you will understand that friends are much more important than enemies."

Jen whispered the words:

"It is better to die because of friends than to die because of enemies."

But Thales laughed.

"Did you know that when I first arrived in Dragon Clouds City, that mighty Nun VII also threatened me in the same way: either obediently cooperate or obediently suffer death."

Jen's eyes moved.

Thales' smile cooled down:

"Guess what happened to him that night?"

"Jane Kevin Dill, how much harder is your head than his?"

Jen didn't speak.

But in the next second, the anger on his face melted like ice and snow, turning into a slight smile.

It seems that the elegant, civilized, gentle and friendly Duke Iris is back.

But at that moment, Thales only felt a chill in his heart.

"Tell me, Your Highness."

Zhan En's smile remained undiminished, and he said word by word:

"Did you go to the north once and live peacefully for six years, have you really become strong and fearless, tenacious and powerful?"

Thales frowned.

"No, the truth is, in fact, you know it very well."

"In the past six years, you have been alone in the enemy's country, but you can still return safely without any fear, and you can gain both fame and fortune today because of the strong backing you rely on - because of his supreme crown and power. Staff."

Thales was shocked.

Jen's dangerous smile made Thales extremely uneasy:

"And now, when you, as the heir of the kingdom, escape from danger, return to the shadow of the kingdom, return to the shadow of the throne, and return to the vision of kingship..."

Duke Iris smiled lightly and said:

"Guess what, that powerful backing will give you unreserved protection and support due to the situation of the enemy and us?"

"And you, you can still, dare to repeat the masterpiece you are famous for, like rejecting King Nun, like challenging King Charman..."

"Reject him, shake him hard?"

At that moment, it seemed that there was some kind of power that tightly bound Thales from the inside out.

His chest was heavy and he couldn't move.

"The second prince? The Duke of Xinghu? The blood of the kingdom? Ha, you know it very well, and you are even more afraid."

Thales breathed hard.

As if smelling Thales' feeling, Jann's tone began to tighten:

"Believe me, in Star Country, you can suffer much more damage than in Exeter."

A cold light flashed in his eyes:

"And the people who can hurt you are much stronger than the grand dukes in the Northland."

Thales stared at him, without saying a word.

"How does it feel, Your Highness? When it happens to me?"

Duke Kevin Dill clicked his tongue and said:

"This feeling of being torn off the camouflage and cover, pressing the vitals, being unprotected, and being threatened?"

Thales tried his best to resist the desire to turn his head away and become angry from embarrassment.

"Threat?" Thales knew that he could not show weakness, let alone show any clues, so he said in a steady tone, "No, Your Excellency the Duke."

"You know, what you are threatening is not me, but the royal family of Canxing, and even my father."

Jen chuckled.

"Then go tell him."

The smile in his eyes made Thales very uncomfortable:

"Tell him that the Duke of South Bank has a bad relationship with you. When everyone loves you, flatters you, and counts on you... he dares to speak rudely and threaten maliciously."

"Look at your father, look at your Majesty the king who loves the people like a son, is he inclined to stand up for his son in order to achieve you, love you, and support you?"

"Or do you prefer to think of me as a good ax in this kingdom that can beat you, threaten you, and suppress you?"

The chill in Thales' heart reached its peak.

Never lessened.

It was a kind of unbearable bone-chilling coldness when the mask and camouflage, armor and clothing were completely torn apart.

"As I said, this has nothing to do with our family, so there is no need to get involved," Jann shook his head lightly:

"But you have to be stubborn and go your own way."

Thales looked at him sharply.

"Then what can you do?"

The Duke of Xinghu bit out the words between his teeth, but he knew that the counterattack was useless:

"Send another female vampire to kill me? To kill his heir?"

"Look again, how will my father react?"

Jen responded with a sneer.

"Didn't we try it once," Jann Cavendir said:

"You hurt, he benefits—isn't he quite satisfied?"

Thales caught his breath.

"So, is this a declaration of war?" the prince gritted his teeth.

Zhan En stood up gently, still friendly.

"No, of course not."

Zhan En replied with a smile on his face, and then turned into a chill:

"Next time."

"And trust me, I can do so much more than that."

Thales clenched his fists.

"Then, I wish you a happy evening, Your Highness the Duke of Xinghu."

The Duke of Iris, Jann Cavendir saluted gracefully, and sarcastically made the final farewell:

"May you rather be friends..."

"Don't die with the enemy."

Thales looked at the back of Jen En, who was far away, and tried hard to recover as the qualified owner of Mindis Hall.

But he found that it was not so easy.

Jan Kevin Dill.

What is this guy going crazy about?

During the banquet, as King Kessel left, senior people such as Prime Minister Cullen also left one after another, but most of the guests were still present, drinking endlessly and talking and laughing.

Because of the elder's departure, the banquet hall became even more noisy, and the laughter and shouts became more crazy and unscrupulous.

The person in charge of the flag wing was urging Duke Aarond to leave, but the latter was dilly-dallying, obviously not very cooperative.

Most of Canxing's seven attendants remained in their original positions, as if they were determined to show their attitude towards the Duke of Xinghu.

The only thing that made Thales happy was that because the carnival in the banquet hall had reached a new stage, no one came to bother His Highness the Prince.

Mallos finally had the opportunity to report to him.

"You and Duke Kevin Dill seem to have a good chat?"

Thales snorted softly, trying his best to suppress his emotions:

"very nice."

"We are old acquaintances, old friends."

It's too old to explode.

Mallos looked at Jann's back, thoughtful:

"Then, if you have any questions, Your Highness, you might as well ask your friend the security officer."

Police officer friend...

Thales was taken aback:

"What?"

"You mean—Cohen?"

Mallos nodded:

"The Calabyan family in Wallaland has always been the pillars of the South Bank. They have been friends with the Kevin Dill family in Emerald City for generations. I can't get to know them better."

"Especially," Mallos looked at the expressionless Thales, and then at Duke Iris in the distance:

"Relieve hatred and make peace in the middle."

"Of course, when I say 'ask,' I mean get in touch with his father through that Sergeant Kohn Karabyan and ask for advice."

And not that stupid big guy.

relieve grudges...

Thales was startled.

He quickly squeezed his face to confirm that he did not show any hatred or anger:

"Is it so obvious?"

"No, you've done a good job, you've improved from last time," Mallos said calmly, confirming that his senses are still sharp:

"It's just that, you know, I'm, uh, more sensitive to the mood and atmosphere around me."

Thales sighed.

"Okay, speaking of this... where is the assassin?"

Mallos was silent for a while.

"We are fully prepared and have been waiting for him to show up."

The watchman was still calm, but Thales, who had been with him for a long time, still felt that Mallos was not very happy at the moment.

"However, until His Majesty left..."

Mallos said lightly:

"To be honest, if he doesn't show up again, even I will start to wonder if I'm too nervous."

"Oh? That's really your rare self-knowledge, Mallos."

The two turned their heads together: Vogel, the deputy captain, frowned, stepped forward and saluted Thales:

"Your Highness, although His Majesty has left, I have been assigned to stay with some people until the end of the banquet to ensure your safety."

Thales squeezed out a smile:

"thank you."

"You don't have to thank me," Vogel looked at Mallos dissatisfiedly:

"I would like to thank someone for his selfless advice again, and work hard."

Mallos was expressionless.

Both Glover and Doyle return, but their return is that everything is normal.

"Maybe after His Majesty left, he gave up."

Thales squeezed his forehead tiredly. From Selma to Jann, his head is now crowded, and he doesn't want to talk about assassins at all:

"It's okay, it's a good thing."

"Or he is still waiting, including waiting for His Majesty to leave," Mallos looked around the banquet, seemingly unwilling:

"And now is the time to do it."

Vogel snorted sarcastically through his nose.

Thales could only smirk helplessly.

"After His Majesty leaves...so you mean, he should have come to kill me?"

"Or, one of the dukes present?"

Mallos didn't answer.

Thales sincerely looks forward to:

For example, the one named Kevin Dill?

On the other side, Duke Jann returned to his seat, welcoming everyone with a smile and kindness all the way.

Absolutely amazing as always.

His old butler, Ashford, poured out a glass of wine for his host, without saying a word.

It was Jen who spoke first:

"Ashford, when you get back, check the library at home—I mean, banned books, no matter how old they are."

Ashford nodded expressionlessly:

"What do you want to check?"

"A mage," Zhan En said lightly:

"Hegel."

Ashford frowned slightly, but said nothing.

mage.

magic.

Zhan En silently disdains in his heart.

Damn Canxing royal family.

Really, dare to teach your children and grandchildren anything.

Thinking so, Zhan En looked at Duke Xinghu.

Coincidentally, Thales was also looking at Duke Iris at the same time.

Their eyes met in the air, one friendly, the other indifferent.

But equally complicated.

Both of them have a block in their hearts.

As if there was a tacit understanding, they all smiled at each other and nodded at the same time.

And that mysterious assassin.

It's time to make a move.

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