Kingdom’s Bloodline

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Thales turned his head and looked around subconsciously, but the small Ballard room was still deserted and quiet, and there was no movement.

The sun has set and the lights are dim.

Only King Kessel's cold eyes stabbed at him from a distance, pressing his throat like a knife.

"very nice."

Thales sighed, and gave up trying to find Yodel:

"He never listened to me like that when he was outside."

Thales narrowed his eyes, trying to adjust his mood, like relaxing his muscles and joints before a big battle:

"Just, are you sure he really left?"

But the Iron Fist King's answer was simple and direct, with a cold bite and no procrastination:

"You have a quarter of an hour."

A quarter of an hour.

Thales was silent for a second.

Obviously, this quarter of an hour will not say anything about "positive topics of father and son reunion".

He thought so, and nodded with a snort:

"Well, you know, the Yankees only gave me two minutes."

King Kessel V snorted coldly.

"And you've already wasted half of it."

His tone made people feel urgent.

Hearing Kessel's merciless words, Thales had to take a deep breath and pull himself together.

After all, he's come this far and sacrificed so much.

Only then did he come to his own windmill.

Is not it?

Thinking of this, Thales put away his expression and looked serious.

"After last night's banquet, you extorted this petition from Xiaohuahua—I mean, Duke Iris,

He was forced to pay taxes as a substitute, and he also called on the whole country to follow suit. "

Thales leaned forward slightly, and pressed the letter paper on the table:

"Now it seems that you did that to solve the problem of today's imperial meeting—Master Suoduo wants to expand the standing army, and he is in urgent need of money and fame."

King Kessel turned his attention to the "Petition" and said nothing.

"That's why today, you and Consultant Soduo sang together in the Ballard room," Thales said coldly with a cold look:

"In other words, you communicated the news in advance, he charged forward, and you sat on the front line, cooperating internally and externally, and coordinated seamlessly."

But his words apparently had no effect.

"Ha, you must be a genius, seeing through the dark side of the kingdom," King Kessel satirized him expressionlessly, without being affected at all:

"The other adults in the imperial meeting, why didn't they think of it?"

Thales frowned slightly.

"Yes, this matter is very simple, maybe even the meteorites can see it, the ministers just don't say it."

Or, dare not tell the truth.

In the next second, Thales' expression changed.

"But something is wrong."

The boy picked up Zhan En's letter, leaned forward and said softly:

"opportunity."

King Kessel narrowed his eyes, Thales stared at him fixedly, neither of them spoke.

The flames of the inextinguishable lights shone slightly, and the entire conference room was reflected in ripples and shadows.

Such as in the deep seabed, bear the undercurrent surge.

"A temporary accident that happened last night, but solved this morning's problem?"

Thales spoke slowly, keeping his eyes on the Iron Fist King's face:

"This is too coincidental."

King Kessel didn't respond, as if it was just nonsense to him.

Thales shook the letter paper in his hand and shook his head lightly:

"There are no coincidences in politics."

"Or, it's because you foresaw the foresight and even pre-arranged the accident at the banquet. You just waited for Zhan En to knock on the door and offend me, so that you can use it to blackmail."

"Or, it was you who acted according to circumstances and had a whim after the accident at the banquet, and threatened Zhan En to write a petition, instructing Lord Suoduo to make a proposal before the imperial court, and make a decisive decision in one go."

The Ballard room was silent for a moment.

"Self-righteous, making assumptions out of thin air," King Kessel showed disdain:

"Secret Science's evaluation of you is indeed correct."

But Thales smiled lightly and nodded.

"This is it."

"This letter, no matter whether it was premeditated or impromptu, I still feel that something is wrong."

Thales' eyes froze:

"Until I listened to your order and went to the secret department."

At that moment, Iron Fist King frowned slightly.

Thales spoke faster and hurriedly:

"First of all, I have confirmed that Anke Bailar was not instigated by someone to break into the banquet—at least not you."

The motionless King Kessel made Thales almost think he was talking to the stone statue.

But he knows he's not.

"If I didn't shout that voice in public, no one would know that it was Zhan En who brought the murderous weapon."

"And putting the conflict between Bailar and Doyle on the table is not conducive to the rule of the kingdom, and it is not in your interest."

Thales shook his head and said affirmatively:

"At least I have confirmed one thing: the accident at the banquet was not your pre-planning."

King Kessel was noncommittal.

He just lightly added a sentence:

"Let you see the repeat offender, Secret Division, they are still too lenient to you."

Thales responded with a polite smile:

"Secondly, you let me go to the secret department to see my mess, so that you can beat me to be honest."

The king snorted coldly:

"Obviously you haven't learned anything."

Thales adjusted his breathing, looked down at the cut on his left hand, and recalled what Black Prophet said in the interrogation room:

【The important thing is not what you did, not whether you did or not, let alone what you did right or wrong, but where you are, your position and existence. 】

【Under the power of power, if you have a different position from others, and the gap is fixed, then no matter what you do in the upper reaches of power, what should happen will always happen. 】

Thales raised his head:

"Yes, I sit in this seat, and every action is significant and far-reaching."

"Whether I don't like drinking, or I only eat lettuce, whether I accept a duel, or help the Northlanders smuggle... What is good at the top, what happens at the bottom, I should see, know and be responsible for the consequences of my actions .”

"Very good," King Kessel said softly:

"Then think about it, why are you responsible for the prince's treason?"

However, in the next second, Thales' expression turned serious, and he changed the topic:

"but!"

What should happen will happen.

Thales paused for a moment, and said decisively:

"Later someone told me: Do you know how many hurdles you have to go through from finance to market, from taxation to budget, from administration to people's livelihood, from top to bottom, from one end of the chain to the other?"

Thales sneered, pointing to the darkness outside the window:

"Do you think this is a puppet show, where the king's finger moves, and the street gangsters start playing?"

At that moment, the king's eyes moved slightly.

"Who said that?" He said coldly.

But Thales shook his head and didn't answer.

"So, when I contacted what I saw at the royal banquet, I thought of more."

Thales said so, leaning on the edge of the table, his eyes locked on the king.

"In these days, the food and agriculture, medicine, tobacco and alcohol, forging, leather, textile and other industries in the central territory, especially around the capital, have all experienced rare, large-scale, and long-term turmoil."

"And that's definitely not something that can be affected by the likes and dislikes of Thales Canxing alone."

At that moment, King Kessel raised his chin slightly.

Although it was only for a moment, Thales captured this detail.

"So I began to suspect that behind the public opinion campaign and propaganda guidance of 'the prince is good for lettuce, the farmer is starving to death'..."

He took a deep breath, recalling a series of encounters from the banquet to the secret department to Red Square Street and the lower city.

Taylor's eyes sharpened:

"Secret Branch, what exactly are you trying to cover up?"

"Kingdom, what happened?"

Thales' voice fell.

The cold wind poured into the room, blowing the lights that were not extinguished, and the lights and shadows were messy.

He was answered with a snort from the king.

"Catching wind and shadow, inventing out of thin air."

King Kessel turned his head and buried one side of his cheek in the darkness, seeming to lose interest:

"Have enough conspiracy theories?"

A sense of resentment welled up in Thales' heart, familiar yet unfamiliar.

"So I saw it!"

The teenager unconsciously raised his volume and sped up his speech:

"Whether there is a gap between the supply and demand of food and wine production, or the unprecedented shortage of various medicinal materials that has raised the price of medicines on the market, or the conflicts between private gangs over the imbalance of market interests, people in the North who want to privately buy winter grains have encountered trade wars. The ramparts, the erratic movement of people from the frontier to the interior, and the continued secret requisition of foundry artisans by the army, and perhaps more..."

Thales gritted his teeth unknowingly.

At that moment, he seemed to return to the Palace of Heroes, facing the six Grand Dukes of the North—and the Grand Duke.

"All of these, these tremors at the end of the power chain, they are not normal market conditions, nor are they the influence of my 'prince is so thin', but more like the mess left by some kind of power after it has intervened in all walks of life : Mass production, material hoarding, population flow, cargo movement, centralized deployment...however, it must be carried out secretly to deceive people's eyes and ears..."

At this moment, the king suddenly spoke and interrupted him:

"where."

Thales was taken aback.

"where?"

King Kessel spoke quietly, gloomy and powerful.

"After leaving the secret department..."

His body leaned forward on the table, revealing his face from the shadows, like a lion striding forward, looking for the best position to kill.

"Where else did you go, what did you do, who did you meet?"

King Kessel's words were slower than each sentence, but tighter each time.

There is hidden danger.

Where did you go, what did you do, who did you meet.

Thales paused slightly.

A one-night affair, the Laiya Club, the Grove Pharmacy, the Sunset Bar, the abandoned house...

Cohen, Sissy, Lillian, Tinker, Grove, Morris, Leyock...

all of these.

his past.

Thales clenched his fists.

But he took a deep breath, and dispelled the faint fear of facing the king, and replaced it with a hundred times tighter caution and caution in the face of a powerful enemy.

"Let me think...um."

He leaned back in his chair with a smile, and his voice was confident and relaxed:

"Hongfang Street, Xiacheng District."

"Recruit prostitutes, fight."

"Men, women... well, there are people outside of those two."

King Kessel frowned.

Thales smiled as before:

"If you asked the butts, or the asses who were stalking me, they'd probably tell you that."

In the next second, the king's brows slowly relaxed.

"That beggar's den, isn't it?"

King Kessel snorted softly, as if he was just talking about trivial things:

"After all these years, you still belong there."

beggar's den.

"Whenever you get hurt, you still just run back aggrieved, like a cub returning to its mother's arms, crying loudly, and finding courage there."

After the words fell, King Kessel turned his head and glanced at him lightly.

Thales trembled slightly, he looked at the other person's eyes, and suddenly understood.

Thales knew where the familiar yet unfamiliar irritability just now came from.

The boy recognized the king's look.

Six years ago, he was brought back from the abandoned house by Jodl, and it was the first time he saw this dignified man in the Mindis Hall.

At that time, the other party had the same expression on his face.

Disdain.

indifferent.

indifferent.

Thales closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

But this time...

[A long time ago, when I was taken away by my grandfather, everything changed. 】

Glover's lost words rang in his ears:

【We, Lilian, Tinker, I...】

[We can't go back. 】

【forever. 】

The boy opened his eyes suddenly!

"So, from the above things, I confirmed the second point!"

Thales looked stern, and grabbed the letter from Iris:

"The matter involved in this letter is not your whim, father."

King Kessel frowned, seemingly surprised.

Thales uttered words clearly, and the logic gradually became smoother, breaking through the layers of stagnation when facing the king:

"Early before Lord Sodor's radical proposal, the large-scale expansion of the royal standing army had already been carried out in an orderly but unstoppable manner from the outside, throughout the central government, and in all walks of life: food, supplies, equipment and weapons , logistics lines, and even possible sources of recruitment and garrison in the future, are already in full swing and operating layer by layer.”

"If you count the time for pre-conceived, planned, prepared, surveyed, coordinated, mobilized, and acted, it may have lasted for several months or even a year or two, and the implications are extensive, far-reaching, almost war mobilization-only more Low-key, more sneaky, no loud voices, no declaring war posture, avoid market turmoil, in order to prevent being seen from the turmoil."

Thales narrowed his eyes:

"So much so that the Kingdom's Secret Division had to make up for leaks everywhere, cover up the news, and even use the name of the prince."

King Kessel's eyes became serious.

Snapped!

Thales slapped Jann's letter on the table:

"It can be seen from this that Master Soduo's expansion proposal is not just to communicate with you, it is as simple as getting your approval."

He stared at the king's cheek, and said coldly:

"You, and the Kingdom's Secret Division, you must have been planning for a long time, and you are determined to win!"

There was a long silence in the Ballard room.

"snort."

A few seconds later, the snort of the Iron Fist King came faintly:

"So you're not too stupid."

"At least smarter than Joke, who is full of money - how could Banke promote him back then."

Seeing the king's reaction, Thales became more and more sure of his judgment.

He chuckled lightly, forgetting the previous depression:

"That brings up the next question."

"If Jann's letter supporting the expansion wasn't something you premeditated, but the expansion proposal wasn't your sudden idea..." Thales' expression tightened, and his voice was slightly cold:

"Then what the hell are you doing?"

Facing the prince's questioning, King Kessel responded silently, but his eyes became sharper.

Thales opened his fingers and said eloquently:

"From the secret preparations for the expansion, to the accident at the royal banquet, to the letter to blackmail Jann, to the debate on the expansion in the imperial meeting, all these steps to achieve the goal step by step, some of which are clearly planned and prepared in advance, Others are pure chance and luck.”

He sneered:

"Could it be that it is related to the great affairs of the kingdom, and you can still half plan and half random, half watch calculation and half try luck?"

King Kessel also responded with a sneer.

"Isn't that what you're doing now," the king clicked, "Break into palaces to be heard, kill people to be heard."

"Half calculation, half luck?"

Thales' words froze.

He paused, exhaled lightly, and reminded himself not to fall into the other party's trap:

"Then, I remembered the imperial meeting this morning."

"Today, Master Suoduo spoke highly of the disadvantages of recruiting troops and advocated the expansion of the standing army, but he encountered unprecedented opposition."

"Starting from the Prime Minister, most of the people in the Imperial Council, regardless of fiscal diplomacy or agricultural and animal husbandry production, were caught off guard and unprepared for this proposal: the Ministry of Finance and Taxation was shy and had no budget, public opinion and morality were not accounted for, the rationale was unknown, and the conditions of various departments were in short supply. Crying like hell."

King Kessel's eyes moved.

Thales found that although the statue-like king was still silent, he was no longer expressionless.

This discovery made him very excited, like an invincible formation that finally broke through a hole under repeated attacks.

"The conditions and the situation are not sufficient. Even if everyone knows that this is what you mean, Suoduo's proposal is still difficult to support. In the end, we can only lower the requirements and retreat again and again, confining the reform of the military system to Yongxing City and Can Star Private Soldier."

Thales changed the subject:

"That's why I'm even more surprised: Why didn't you discuss with your own people beforehand, and didn't discuss it in the imperial meeting, about a large-scale national policy decision that you, the Kingdom's Secret Division, and Sir Soduo have been planning for a long time, and that has been quietly rolled out in secret. Did you say hello? So much so that when the matter came to an end, the kingdom was stretched, and all the subjects objected in unison, lacking money, fame, and people?"

Thales stared at the king, waiting for an answer:

"At the end of the day, you still have to rely on an unlucky guy who just hit the door yesterday and took advantage of it, Zhan En, to cheer for you and provide you with initial funds?"

silence.

At that moment, King Kessel's eyes became cold, as if Thales was the problem.

"Why?"

He restrained his redundant expression and spoke in a bad tone:

"Because you know nothing."

Know nothing.

Thales smiled.

He is more sure of the guess in his heart.

"I really don't understand."

Thales said seriously:

"This move of yours has been prepared for a long time, and you have a firm will to implement it, but because of insufficient communication and coordination, and insufficient conditions and situations, you can only retreat aggrievedly and rely on accidents and good luck to check for gaps and make up for gaps. "

The boy's face turned cold:

"Your politics are too lame and clumsy in this matter."

At that second, the Iron Fist King snorted softly, not knowing whether it was dissatisfaction or disdain.

Thales shook his head:

"No, this is not you, Iron Fist King, Kessel Canxing V."

"This is not at all in line with your domineering and uncompromising character, nor is it in line with the secret department's preparedness style - look at 'Dragon's Blood', overnight, the Northland collapsed and the giant dragon wailed, Exeter's internal turmoil and decline is a classic example of you strategizing and stirring up the situation."

Hearing "Dragon's Blood", King Kessel V remained expressionless.

Thales raised his head and straightened his clothes:

"There's only one explanation."

"First of all, you have indeed planned the expansion of the standing army for a long time."

Thales said coldly:

"The royal standing army, this chariot of the kingdom, is destined to roll forward under your will, irresistible."

King Kessel did not speak.

But sometimes, silence is the greatest response.

Thales continued in a deep voice:

"However, this letter blackmailed by you is indeed a temporary idea."

The prince smiled and said softly:

"Because the horse that you originally planned to pull the kingdom's chariot for you accidentally ran out of control and stumbled before the battle."

At that moment, King Kessel's fingers moved imperceptibly.

"So you can only make the best of it, make it simple, eat what you want, and use what you have at hand - that's the case with Xiaohuahua and his South Bank collar. Seeing that the horse is acting up, you put on the bit and nail the horseshoe, and hurriedly set out to pull the cart."

Thales stared fixedly at his father, and pushed Jann's "Petition" to the middle of the table, so that the coat of arms of the iris was facing the king:

"Shoot the second as the best, and the spare as the number."

After the voice fell, Thales waited for several seconds.

Until King Kessel's face finally showed some unusual changes.

"War horse, pull the cart," the king snorted softly, reaching out to pick up Jann's letter:

"interesting."

Thales had a full view of his expression.

The teenager smiled.

"But as I said, Xiao Huahua is not a lamb to be slaughtered."

The prince suppressed his smile and said solemnly:

"It can be predicted that this new imitation horse is both languid and unsteady, and the boss is unwilling, so he pulls up the cart and starts chattering."

"At best, it can only be considered inferior."

Taylor's voice changed:

"As for the original one, that genuine horse..."

At that moment, King Kessel's gaze approached like a sword's edge.

The boy raised the corner of his mouth:

"I guess, compared to Xiaohuahua who makes up numbers..."

"It must have lost a lot of problems. It is both energetic and strong-shoeed, hard-working and conscientious."

"Must belong to the first class."

The Iron Fist King didn't speak, he just put down the letter and waited quietly for Thales' answer.

The prince's tone slowly rose, as if slowly unfolding a story:

"For example, when expanding the standing army, you don't have to worry about the shortage of money and food budget, and you don't have to worry about the pressure of the name of public opinion. Go, talk and argue."

Thales spoke slowly, but saw King Kessel's brows getting deeper and deeper.

"As long as there are you, Suduo, and Black Prophet, and only the king, the military affairs department, and the three giants of the kingdom's secret department, it is enough to solve the problem."

"Safe, smooth, successful, low-key, leaving no room for future troubles, expand the royal standing army."

Thales exhaled and narrowed his eyes:

"or more."

The Iron Fist King heard the boy's words, but he didn't respond immediately.

The Ballard room fell into a deep dead silence.

It seemed that even the lights were frozen.

But Thales was patient.

He is familiar with the battlefield he is in.

The Iron Fist King was silent for a long time before speaking in a deep voice.

"So, how did you find that genuine horse?"

Thales stared at him for a long time before nodding slightly.

"I have learned about the general situation of the west side from many sources."

west side.

King Kessel did not speak.

Thales said slowly:

"I know that since the bloody year, the Western Front has been maintained for so many years. The group of Western Wilderness princes headed by Falkenhauser have already reached the peak of sophistication and cunning. If you beat the head hard, there will be no eggs."

"But you can't risk the disgrace of the world and tear your face. You can't loosen the collar of the dog of Legendary Wing, let him slaughter and kill them all, and treat the imperial nobles in the same way as the orc prisoners of war. That will make the whole star boil out of control."

Thales became serious:

"Therefore, it is very unreasonable for you to spend a lot of money and food a few months ago and send the royal standing army to the quagmire of Xihuang."

"You didn't go to beat the princes, because it's useless."

"It's not to destroy the family, because I dare not."

"It's not about going thousands of miles to meet the son..."

Taylor's eyes flashed:

"Because in your eyes, I'm not that important yet."

It was getting colder in Ballard's room.

King Kessel's eyes slowly changed, and he unknowingly left the back of the chair and leaned forward.

"That's right, Mr. Soduo's proposal this morning, such as reducing Canxing's private soldiers and expanding the standing army in the central government, are just the tip of the iceberg."

"As for the months or even years of secret preparations, it's not just for expansion."

Thales' voice became colder and harsher:

"In the Western Wilderness Territory a few months ago, on the eve of my return to the kingdom..."

"You sent the three major main forces of the royal standing army, regardless of consumption, to march west to the desert, and for nothing else..."

Following the prince's words, King Kessel's pupils slowly tightened.

Thales spoke softly, and told the most shocking facts in the most calm and indifferent tone:

"Just to expand your royal standing army on a sizable scale in the most urgent and tragic invasion of orcs and bone men after the desert war."

"You have to seize the golden opportunity that the princes of the Western Wilderness gathered together and their families made the best of a thousand years, plunder their wealth, absorb their nutrients, and use them as military resources."

"Then, taking advantage of the moment when the lords were defeated and suffered heavy losses, they disbanded their bloated and incompetent conscript army in one go without objection."

The cold wind howled darkly, and the shadows of the lamps fluttered.

Thales' eyes were condensed, and his heart was heavy:

"Relying on the advantage of the western frontline being under military control for a long time, we implemented military system reforms on the spot, re-established border defense, and re-established rules and regulations."

"In the end, just like Enci Town, which lost its autonomy, you have to fundamentally, from the root, abolish and remove the independent military obligations and rights of Xihuang vassals."

King Kessel lowered his head slightly, and the lights flickered, reflecting the shadows under his eyes.

Thales gritted his teeth fiercely:

"Power springs from violence."

"After it took Mindis III more than a hundred years to barely weaken their economic, political, cultural, diplomatic and status privileges..."

"You, Iron Fist King, King Kessel V, you want to have the power of thousands of troops, the power of thunder, the speed of the wind, the power of the waves..."

"In this land of the Western Wilderness, the natural military rights of vassals, lords, and princes and nobles since the founding of the country are completely and thoroughly swept into the garbage dump of history."

Thales stared at the silent King Kessel, but couldn't help but think of Charmain Rumba who had faced him in the Palace of Heroes.

"Once successful, the Xihuang family, as prominent as Falkenhauser and as humble as Bailar, will completely become a rich man with no title and property, only family tree and history, but no longer able to resist the king's power , Landlord."

"And eventually expanded to the whole country, creating a new normal of star rule."

Thales said quietly:

"Complete the Xianjun chess game - the ultimate move."

King Kessel did not speak.

He just stared at the second prince deeply.

"All of this," finally, after a long while, King Kessel's voice came softly, "you thought of it yourself?"

Taylor's eyes moved.

"of course not."

"I was told."

King Kessel's eyes moved:

"who?"

Thales raised his head and accepted it calmly:

"Everyone."

King Kessel looked puzzled.

Thales showed a smile:

"Up to the princes and nobles, down to the common people."

"Even you."

"Your Majesty the King."

King Kessel frowned fiercely.

But Thales snorted softly:

"Do you still remember what you said to me the first time I saw you after returning to China?"

"That sword."

"And, because of that sword, I became the Duke of Xinghu."

King Kessel narrowed his eyes.

The Duke of Xinghu raised his head, his eyes brightened:

"And the reason why you are extremely dissatisfied with the sword I accepted from Falkenhauser..."

Thales said coldly:

"Not because of what happened."

"It's because of the things you planned that should have happened in Xihuang, but didn't happen in the end."

King Kessel's eye sockets gradually enlarged.

"Yes, your operation in Xihuang failed. You failed to complete your military system reform in Xihuang under the rare conditions as originally planned."

"And the horse stumbles, and the success falls short, not for other reasons."

"just because……"

Thales raised a finger and nodded himself gently:

"I."

The prince's voice fell.

The Ballard Room was dead silent and eerie.

For a full ten seconds, the Iron Fist King did not respond at all.

But the way he looked at Thales gradually changed.

From the previous disdain and indifference.

became……

"Now I know," finally, King Kessel V said softly:

"How did you survive in the north?"

"Polaris."

north star.

Under the table, Thales clenched his fists tightly.

He did not admit his mistake.

At that moment, the king's eyes revealed a deep solemnity.

strangeness.

And fear.

Thales smiled slightly, and spoke a little more briskly:

"Now, am I growing fast enough?"

King Kessel frowned.

"Is it enough to bear the weight of the Star Kingdom?"

Thales narrowed his eyes and looked at the king:

"Is it enough for me to participate in this chess game?"

Thales' tone was relaxed, with a hint of ridicule.

But at that moment, the Iron Fist King suddenly raised his eyes, and his momentum changed suddenly!

"From just now to now," Kessel's words were extremely cold, and his eyes were sharp:

"Can the things you said make up for your stupid consequences of breaking into the palace?"

Thales was taken aback:

"Maybe it's two things..."

But King Kessel snorted in disdain, and said unceremoniously:

"Then there's a fart for you to say that."

"Bear a few handfuls of weight."

Hearing this vulgar response, Thales couldn't help but startled.

"I admit, your performance is pretty good."

"But unfortunately, a quarter of an hour is up."

"Tell Mariko the vanguard officer, I grant him permission to execute the punishment for the prince - because of his crime of treason and treason."

After saying that, the Iron Fist King turned his head away, and ended the conversation coldly and rudely.

Thales frowned tightly.

really.

His father was not a person who would be easily shaken by accidents.

Even in the face of...

is his son.

But just a second later, Thales' expression stretched.

"Do you want to?"

King Kessel frowned.

In the narrow, dark, and cold Ballard room, Thales rubbed his arms without looking across the long table:

"Do you still want it?"

The Iron Fist King didn't look up, but there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Thales took a deep breath, pointed to the letter on the table, and said lightly:

"As I said, Zhan will not let you take advantage of it easily. This inferior horse will only go into the pit and is not easy to ride."

"But do you still want it?"

At that moment, Thales recalled the tone of Qianzi when he bewitched others in the tavern:

"Do you still want to complete it, and complete the entire Star Kingdom, or even the unprecedented changes in the entire world of Errol..."

King Kessel's expression changed slightly.

The prince's voice became quieter and quieter, and his tone was thought-provoking:

"Reform the military system, reverse the legal system, accept the soldiers of the princes, and promote the division of the king."

"From then on, let the royal standing army become the only, orthodox, legal and powerful violent force in the Western Wilderness?"

Silence returned to Ballard's room.

A few seconds later, the king's voice also sounded, hoarse, cold, and every word.

"What's the meaning?"

Thales clenched his fists tightly.

At that moment, he suddenly felt that the pressure that the king had brought to him, which made him breathe heavily, was completely gone.

"If the answer is 'yes'," Thales said calmly:

"So……"

His eyes met those of King Kessel in the air:

"I can help you."

I can help you.

At that moment, the Iron Fist King's gaze became dangerous, cold, and subtle.

He turned his head and faced Thales again:

"you……"

"Remember, father," Thales interrupted him, feeling that the air had never been so light, "When I said, 'I'm here to save you'..."

He smiled slightly, his eyes bright:

"I was serious."

"For you, the supreme iron-handed king in the Kingdom of Stars, you can only be wronged to ride the inferior horse Zhan En, wearing a worn-out iron helmet and rusty armor, stepping on the bumps and bumps along the way. Pretend to be full of domineering and domineering appearance, when you go to pursue your star dream."

King Kessel's eyes turned cold.

Thales chuckled and spread his hands:

"Why, do you really think that I care about your tattered crown?"

In the Ballard room, the two faced each other from a distance, and the lights and cold wind were their only audience.

The Iron Fist King was silent for a while, but shook his head resolutely:

"It can't make up for the consequences of your foolish actions today. Prince Xingchen rebelled and forced the palace, and you can't escape the crime."

Thales' mood sank.

"I know, but that's another story."

Thales looked back at him:

"What do you say, father?"

King Kessel didn't speak, but just stared at him intently.

Thales was the first to lose in the confrontation.

"Okay, I know, it's not the West Wilderness that also has the South Bank, anyway, you have a way anyway..."

He sighed, left his seat, and walked towards the door.

"Then I'm leaving."

Thales beckoned back indifferently: "Put me under house arrest in the Mindis Hall, whipping or the gallows, listen to the Lord—wait, the gallows is fine, I don't like the feeling of being strangled."

at this moment.

"Sand King."

Thales paused, and his fingers stopped on the doorknob.

The Duke of Xinghu raised his head, did not turn around, but stared at the dark and cold stone gate:

"What?"

The king's thunderous voice came from behind, as cold as before, and it was impossible to hear whether it was agreement or rejection:

"This is a long time ago, the action plan that Brother Midil, together with the Department of Military Affairs, the Department of Foreign Affairs, and the Secret Service of the Kingdom, made together."

"Operation code name: Sand King."

midir.

Mystery.

sand king.

Thales grasped the most critical words.

He took a deep breath, let go of the doorknob, and turned around to face King Kessel V again.

"Sand King, Sand King?"

Thales narrowed his eyes and searched for the royal genealogy that Gilbert explained to him.

"What you said, could it be the grandson of the 'Xianjun' who made great achievements in his expedition to the desert in 552 years of the Ending Calendar, but ended up in a disastrous defeat, lost blood transfusion and stained the yellow sand, left his vassals and subordinates in fear, and dug sand and drilled holes to escape in disgrace, Self-proclaimed that 'invisibility equals invincibility', completely ruined the golden age of four generations of ancestors, and became the laughing stock of the Western Land's eternal 'Sand King', the one with the same name as you—”

Thales paused and hummed softly:

"Kessel IV?"

The Iron Fist King was silent for a while.

"No."

He irrefutably denies:

"What I'm talking about is that in 553, after being betrayed by the powerful vassals and suffered a disastrous defeat, they survived from the desert with a small mercenary group. The money-seeking mercenary regiment stayed in the royal capital, paid a lot of money to provide expensive supplies, and finally created a professional army that was not under the control of any princes, territories, blood, or service, which was also the predecessor of the royal standing army. That 'Sand King'—”

King Kessel's eyes sharpened:

"Kessel IV."

Betrayed by the powerful vassal...

Leave the mercenary group in the capital...

The predecessor of the Royal Standing Army...

Hearing this different biography, Thales thought deeply.

"Now, sit down."

King Kessel said coldly, without any doubt:

"let's talk."

talk.

From an invisible angle, Thales took a deep breath and raised the corners of his mouth.

He turned around slowly.

"I thought it was already quarter-hour?"

King Kessel snorted coldly and glanced at him from a distance:

"Yes."

"For you."

Thales stabilized his expression, took a deep breath, then pulled out the chair and sat down again.

"certainly."

"By the way, Mariko Pioneer is very promising and trustworthy," the prince said gently, as if suddenly remembering something:

"But I think, let him take over as the chief punishment officer and take charge of the punishment of members of the royal family, should we carefully consider it?"

He smiled slightly, staring closely at King Kessel's expression:

"What do you think, Your Majesty?"

But at the end of the long table, King Kessel just looked at him faintly.

"Boy."

"Before I let Marico drag you out and hang you."

The Iron Fist King has dangerous eyes and a bad tone:

"Put away that smug face of yours."

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