Kingdom’s Bloodline

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"Trust you? The only way? Is there no better choice?"

King Kessel chewed on these words, thoughtfully.

Thales controlled his breathing and stared at the king.

The king paused for a moment and sneered.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The laughter was terrifying, and the surrounding lights flickered accordingly.

Thales clenched his fists unknowingly, feeling that his chest was heavy and the surrounding air was also heavy.

But he has no way out.

The laughter slowly died away.

"As far as I can see, the Duke of Thales of Star Lake Castle," the Iron Fist King's tone became calm, but even more frightening:

"The crown is not on your head."

crown.

An inexplicable palpitation hit Thales, making his breathing a little messy.

"Even if you don't go this way," the king said lightly:

"The wheels of the kingdom are destined not to stop."

The boy pressed his fist against the table, feeling the oppression and pain coming from the face of his fist, as well as the strange agitation of the sin of Hell River.

He knows what the other party cares about.

he knows.

Or, did he think he knew?

Thales took a few deep breaths and raised his head:

"Of course, you are the supreme king of all the stars."

The Iron Fist King was expressionless.

"You can ignore me as much as you want, scoff at Xihuang, and veto this proposal with one vote."

Thales adjusted his mood and changed the subject.

"Anyway, you are very confident,

The cards in his hand are more than just a pair of 'Sand King'. "

He pointed to the letter on the table, maintaining a steady tone:

"It's like you can threaten Zhan En to replace Xihuang, and force Nan'an leader to pull the cart for you, change the place, and then do things."

King Kessel snorted disdainfully.

"But what's the price?"

In the next second, Thales changed the subject:

"In order to execute the 'Sand King', father, how much cost have you invested, and how much price have you paid?"

Listening to Thales' words, King Kessel frowned slightly.

"Whether it's the expensive preparations, the staggering royal standing army, or the Western Front that has been in operation for more than ten years..."

The prince took his time and said eloquently:

"Manpower and material resources, financial resources and energy, including behind-the-scenes political games, are not easy tasks, and even the timing is too rare—it's not like every year there is an unlucky prince wandering outside, which is convenient for you to use as excuses and bait of."

The king snorted coldly.

"If your plan succeeds and you reap huge profits, then these costs are nothing, but now, now..."

Thales paused for a moment and looked at the other party.

King Kessel pursed his lips, his face tensed.

"I guess, the reason why Chief Qiu Ke was crying poor in the imperial meeting is because the budget of the Finance and Taxation Department is insufficient," Thales opened his arms towards the conference table:

"The root cause is that you mobilized the standing army to go on an expedition for the sake of the 'Sand King', exhausting the treasury with all your military force?"

At that moment, King Kessel raised his eyes suddenly, his eyes were sharp and solid, and he approached Thales inch by inch.

The atmosphere in the room was extremely depressing.

"That chip, that orphan girl from the Emory family."

A few seconds later, the king said coldly:

"where is she?"

The boy let out a breath, and glanced at Zhan En's letter:

"So, father, you are not reconciled, and you don't want to just give up the efforts of the 'Sand King' in vain, deny yourself, and waste all your previous efforts."

Iron Fist King's eyes became colder and colder.

But Thales' tone became more and more severe. He resisted the pressure and insisted on finishing his words:

"Otherwise, father, your so-called 'Sand King' plan is tantamount to an evil act of tyranny."

"The loss outweighs the gain and harms the kingdom."

"The crime lies in the future."

At that moment, the cold light in King Kessel's eyes reached its peak, and it could not be added.

The indelible light in the room seems to have sensed something, flickering rapidly in this second, as if trembling.

"It seems that the sword that Falkenhauser gave you is really useful."

The king said every word, which was meaningful and ominous:

"Let you be arrogant and confident."

But the prince just gave a wry smile and ignored the king's hint.

"But it's not over yet."

The Iron Fist King's eyes locked on Thales, almost nailing him through.

Taylor Lang said:

"After the failure of the 'Sand King'..."

"The royal standing army took back the Saber camp, disarmed and retreated, and silenced the drums."

"The people in the Western Wilderness returned to their hometowns with their heads downcast, disheartened, and thought they were unlucky."

"The second prince arrived at the capital safely, father and son were reunited, and he was named Duke."

"These calm appearances have kept the vast majority of people in the kingdom in the dark: they are sleeping peacefully, not knowing the truth."

Thales narrowed his eyes:

"Yet Father, you and Falkenhauser - if he's the only one - you both know the 'Sand King' undercurrent, you know what happened and what didn't happen a few months ago. "

King Kessel was silent, only his eyes were dim, reflecting the reflection of the lights.

"When you all passed each other, you saw the sharp knife behind each other."

"It's just that both parties have superb acting skills and restraint enough, so they can pretend not to know, greet each other with smiles, and maintain the most hypocritical peace and the most fragile tacit understanding."

boom.

Thales put his palms on the table heavily, causing the surrounding lights to flicker.

"Believe me, father, this is the last step between Fuxing Palace and Xihuang."

"Behind him is the abyss."

The prince stared at the king:

"Next time, you won't be so lucky."

King Kessel lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

A constant lamp behind him dimmed, drawing the king's profile into darkness.

Thales took a deep breath and said solemnly:

"At that time, if you want to deprive the army of the princes of the Western Wilderness and expand the royal standing army, the price will only be higher, and the scene will only become more ugly."

King Kessel did not respond.

He just turned his head silently, burying his side face in the dark without lights.

"Admit it, Father."

"The failure of the 'Sand King' left a big mess, pushing both you and Xihuang onto the cliff, and you have no room for maneuver—unless you completely give up reaching out to Xihuang."

Thales paused, giving the other party and himself time to think.

at this moment.

"who?"

The king's voice sounded faintly, seemingly absent.

"What?"

Thales was puzzled:

"Who?"

King Kessel had a complicated expression.

"When you leave in the morning, your mind is full of women."

woman.

Thales frowned.

"You were in a daze at that time, and you were out of your mind," the king said coldly, with light and shadow appearing on his face at the same time, "you didn't have the confidence and courage you have now."

"Kingdom, politics, all these things, you who have been dazed by women don't care about it this morning, let alone risk your life to break into the palace and speak before the imperial court."

King Kessel leaned forward slightly, staring at Thales intriguingly:

"Outside the palace, what changed you?"

Thales was taken aback.

what changed me

He came back to his senses, gritted his teeth and said:

"That's not important," Thales tried his best to sound more sincere:

"The important thing is, father."

"Now, in a corner, we have another option."

King Kessel pursed his lips.

Thales suppressed the restless finishing force, slowed down his tone, and said tentatively:

"Falkenhauser took the lead to take a step back, and offered the most powerful bargaining chip for this, which is enough to restrain the people of the Western Wilderness."

King Kessel turned his head and snorted uncomfortably:

"Emorey."

The prince nodded and stared at the king:

"Accept it, not to mention making a lot of money, at least there is a chance to make up for the huge losses of the 'Sand King'."

"Accepting it may not be done once and for all, but it can minimize the worst consequences."

"Accept it, let me come forward to communicate, give us a chance, and give Xihuang a step."

The king snorted softly, noncommittal.

"Believe me, this is the only way, both realistically and in the long run, and it is also the most efficient, easiest, most peaceful, and even the closest to success."

Thales' words unknowingly became urgent:

"If you still want to finish 'Sand King', father, at least not let it become a mess, then this is not only the best choice."

"It is the last choice."

Thales looked straight at the king:

"Father, for the sake of the kingdom, don't be impulsive and angry, and don't procrastinate to the point of death."

"Let me do it, get it over with now, now."

"Before it's too late."

After the words fell, King Kessel did not answer right away.

He looked at Thales carefully, as if he wanted to see every detail of his face clearly.

This made Thales feel uneasy.

very good.

Thales observed the king's reaction and silently encouraged himself.

That's really something he cares about.

At least, he still cares.

Fortunately, he still cares.

Hope, he still cares.

Ten seconds later, the king snorted softly.

"The sky is full of hype, and the eloquence is endless."

King Kessel changed his sitting position and spoke softly:

"But you avoided the most important point and missed the most critical point."

Thales' heart trembled.

The king turned his head sideways, and said in a playful tone:

"That is: Even if I accept this proposal, what is the need for the 'Sand King'? It must be carried out by you?"

"Duke of Thales?"

At that second, Thales' eyelids twitched.

He subconsciously pressed his knees.

"Because, because Falkenhauser gave me the chips."

Thales took a deep breath and met the king's gaze:

"And I, as an introducer, middleman and guarantor, must have some commission compensation?"

King Kessel snorted softly.

"So, it's actually a deal."

The king stared at Thales, his tone became more and more dangerous:

"A... two-way deal between Falkenhauser and myself."

trade.

Thales clenched his fists.

"You can understand it that way."

"But my existence is one of the conditions for Falkenhauser to accept the deal."

"From this transaction, you will get, I mean, gradually get Xihuang and realize the 'Sand King'," the prince tried to find logic, trying to convince the king:

"The price is just..."

The next second, King Kessel suddenly raised his head, his eyes were like lightning, and he choked on Thales' words.

"No," the king said softly, sending chills down the spine:

"You are not a guarantee or an intermediary."

Kessel's eyes were like swords, and he stabbed Thales straight:

"You, you are the real bargaining chip in the deal."

"Thals Canxing."

"The heir to the throne."

Thales caught his breath.

"In this transaction, I handed you over to him," the king said slowly, but every word made people feel uneasy: "He just handed over Xihuang to me."

"Is not it."

Thales frowned tightly.

Damn.

He won't let this go.

"Listen, father."

He had to reorganize the language:

"I know what you're worried about."

Thales racked his brains:

"But please rest assured, I will not intervene in specific affairs, I will not participate in the issuance of any government order, and I will not touch even a soldier's file. As long as there is a letter, mentioning this bargaining chip, and Falkenhauser's cooperation, they will soon understand the benefits and losses."

"All the rest is up to you—"

At this moment, the king suddenly spoke loudly and interrupted the prince:

"And people will understand!"

Thales was stunned for a while, and saw that King Kessel sat upright at some point, with overlapping lights and shadows on his face, intertwined with light and dark.

"People will understand that in the revival palace, there is another person besides the king."

The king's accent bit on "another person", making Thales suffocate.

"No matter what problems they have with the king, anything."

"As long as you find this person..."

King Kessel stared closely at Thales, as if strangling his neck in the air:

"Then the price won't be so high, and the scene won't be so ugly."

King Wang narrowed his eyes, and his tone was chilling:

"Because he has a sword in his hand."

"Resistable crown."

"Is this what you want?"

King Kessel's words continued, every word seemed to be poisonous:

"The future... Thales I?"

At that moment, Thales' thinking froze.

"So, is that what you care about, too?"

A few seconds later, Thales took two breaths in a trance, and spoke with difficulty.

"Whether it's sealing the Mindis Hall, reviewing my guards, or calling me into the palace to warn me, it's also for this?"

"Tell everyone—there's no 'other person' in the palace?"

King Kessel didn't answer, just snorted coldly and leaned back in his chair.

"Hand over that orphan girl, that bargaining chip."

The Iron Fist King's eyes became sharper, and his words were harsh and resolute:

"As for your treason in the palace, you should be punished,"

"Just let it go."

Thales raised his head and looked at the king with complicated emotions.

"As you said," King Kessel closed his eyes with a calm expression, "before it's too late."

"Finish it."

Thales suppressed the resentment in his heart, gritted his teeth and said:

"But, let me come forward to contact the people from the Western Wilderness..."

But King Kessel just lightly raised a finger.

Thales stopped talking.

"Forget it."

The king was expressionless, and said softly:

"For your own good, after handing over that orphan girl, you don't have to do anything, you don't have to show up, let alone intervene."

"Continue to be your Duke of Xinghu with peace of mind."

Thales felt a chill in his heart.

"that's all."

The king said coldly:

"Don't talk about conditions."

"Stay out of the way."

Out of the way.

The next second, the king opened his eyes and changed the subject:

"Then, those guards in Mindis Hall..."

"And those loyal idiots who followed you into the palace to rebel..."

Hearing the other party's threatening words, Thales' eyelids twitched.

Just listen to King Kessel whispered:

"There is no need to be 'replaced'."

replace.

The two fell silent, and the Ballard room returned to silence.

Thales suddenly understood.

He understood, from the time he made this proposal, what the other party cared about from the beginning to the end.

It made him a little tired.

"I don't understand," Thales lowered his head and sneered:

"Whether it's you or Falkenhauser, why can everyone only see the crown?"

King Kessel glanced at him.

"Is it really so mysterious and precious enough to capture everyone's soul?"

"What we're talking about is obviously the future of the kingdom," Thales raised his eyebrows, his words were not angry:

"And you, are you born for the stars, or for the crown?"

Upon hearing this, King Kessel snorted lightly and raised the corners of his mouth.

"You don't understand, maybe because..."

"It's not on your head yet."

Thales gritted his teeth.

In the next second, the king's expression became serious.

"I ask again: Where is the orphan girl of the Emory family?"

Thales gritted his teeth, ignored the faint threat in the other party's tone, and forced himself to calm down.

He couldn't convince him.

At least not in this way.

This is not enough.

Far from enough.

Thales took a deep breath.

He's going to... pay more.

Even himself.

Thinking of this, Thales closed his eyes and opened them again and again.

"What if I say 'no.'"

The king raised his eyes and said in a playful tone:

"No?"

Thales held his head high with a dignified expression.

"That's right."

"If you don't accept my conditions," the prince's attitude became tough:

"Then there will be no deal, no bargaining chips, no orphans of Emory, no concessions from the people of the Western Wilderness, and no active cooperation from Falkenhauser."

Thales snorted angrily:

"Say goodbye to your Xihuang."

The king's pupils tightened slightly.

"Then you will no longer be granted pardon for treason if you break into the palace."

"right!"

Thales retorted without hesitation:

"But you, father, you will bear the huge damage and wear and tear of the failure of the 'Sand King', and you will fall into the predicament of being unable to do anything in the Western Wilderness, and you will gradually drift away from what you wish in your heart."

The king frowned.

Thales paused, chuckled and said:

"Of course, with the character and means of the Iron Fist King, you certainly won't let it go. You will definitely come up with new ways to repair the Western Wilderness, cheat and abduct, steal and plunder, and you will never give up until you achieve your goal."

Having said that, Thales is serious:

"Then, you will slip into the abyss and detonate the West Wilderness in the next failed willful act."

"It's like exploding an eternity barrel."

Thales lowered his head and glanced coldly at King Kessel:

"Believe me, I've seen it, it's an unforgettable scene."

The Iron Fist King's eyes turned cold:

"Are you threatening me?"

"No," Thales snorted and shook his head:

"I'm just showing you: the future reign of Kessel Canstar V."

Taylor's smile disappeared:

"Western Wilderness is just the beginning. When it gets out of control and becomes completely out of control..."

"You'll end up igniting—the whole kingdom."

King Kessel's expression became more and more ugly.

"Tell me, Father, do you really want to be in your own time..."

Telston paused.

He stared at the king, took a deep breath, and said word for word: "See the next one—"

"The Year of Blood?"

The Year of Blood.

The voice fell.

The room was silent.

King Kessel remained silent, and even more motionless.

Only a pair of eyes looked faintly into the void, reflecting the lights.

It seems that he doesn't care.

And Thales stared at him aggressively.

until the next second.

"You're asking the wrong person."

The king's voice sounded faintly.

"After all, you are the one holding the chips."

In the next moment, Thales' whole body trembled, and he felt the crime of Hell River growling angrily in his veins, bringing a tingling pain like a thorn in his back.

Make him restless.

"You should ask yourself: if I don't accept your terms, if I don't want to give you the weight of the crown," the king said slowly and horribly:

"Then you would rather hold the bargaining chip in your hand and stand by..."

"Watching the stars fall to the ground and the kingdom burn?"

Thales held back the power of finishing, but couldn't help being startled.

King Kessel lowered his forehead slightly, and his gaze shot towards him like a sword.

"Tell me, Thales Canxing."

Thales forced himself to look at him, but still swallowed unconsciously.

"Do you want to witness the bloody year in your lifetime?"

The king said lightly:

"Trust me, I've seen it."

"That scene was unforgettable."

Thales' breath was stagnant, and he was about to refute, but he hesitated to speak.

The king sneered.

"Look, if you really understand what 'born for the stars' is, then you shouldn't hesitate about this question."

"As for whether the 'Sand King' is executed by you, you shouldn't care."

Thales was taken aback when he heard the words, but he didn't know how to answer.

"So, this will be the last time I ask you." The king's voice gradually became tougher, no longer indifferent, like a sharp knife out of its sheath, "It is also your last chance."

"That chip, that Emory's orphan girl."

"Where?"

Thales lowered his head and bit his lips tightly.

not enough.

not enough.

King Kessel would not accept his terms.

He will not tolerate any "deals" beyond his control.

Even the slightest flaw will not be allowed on the crown.

The kingdom, the benefits, even the bloody year, these are not enough to convince King Kessel.

Not Enough To Convince - Iron Man.

Sweet words, threats and lures are all ineffective.

He wants to do more.

More.

More!

The sin of Hell River seemed to have sensed his mood, surged up and filled his whole body.

[If you want to enter this circle, Thales, even climb to the top. 】

[The first thing to do is to bow your head and surrender, open your body and mind, let their world and concepts rule all of you, and turn you into an appearance that you can't recognize yourself. Only in this way can you start playing Only this game can be played well. 】

Bow down.

Open mind and body.

Turned into... an appearance that I couldn't recognize myself.

So, no matter what, he has to play this card.

Even if it means doom and gloom.

Amidst the excited roar of the sin of Hell River, Thales took a deep breath and raised his head:

"Father, listen..."

But in the next second, his father interrupted him with a soft snort and shaking his head:

"Okay, I see what you mean, boy."

King Kessel's eyes moved, and he spit out a name:

"Bailal."

Thales was taken aback:

"What?"

The king rubbed the back of his hand lightly, thinking about it:

"Is that the name of the assassin who broke into the banquet duel?"

Thales clenched his fists.

Bailar.

What?

"I guess, because Falkenhauser gave you that sword, that bargaining chip, and that orphan girl, you became confident, full of confidence, and dared to achieve your goal by breaking into the palace and seeking rebellion."

King Kessel put away the sternness in his tone and regained his composure:

"But you weren't like this from the beginning—at least not when you left here: before and after you left the palace, you were like two different people."

"Then this bargaining chip that makes you proud can only be obtained during the period when you are out of the palace."

At that moment, Thales was shocked.

"As for the assassin who broke into the banquet duel."

King Kessel looked indifferent, rubbing the back of his hand intently:

"He happened to be one of the people you met in the secret department after you left the palace today."

"It also happens to be one of the few people who can talk to you about the politics of the kingdom, and they happen to be from Xihuang."

"The orphan girl of Emory, and the four-eyed skull, they also happen to be from West Wilderness."

"Middle said before his death: There are no coincidences in politics."

At that moment, Thales' brain froze.

What……

King Kessel raised his head, looked at him, and sneered:

"So that's why, at your homecoming banquet, the assassin didn't want to kill himself after his defeat, but put down his weapon."

The king stared at him like a hunter holding down his prey:

"Because he's counting on you."

"I count on the famously compassionate Prince Thales to go back and find him afterwards."

"So that I can hand over Falkenhauser's real sharp sword, the bargaining chip that can overturn Xihuang - Emory's orphan girl - to you."

Thales forced himself to maintain his expression, but he was sweating unknowingly.

The king's eyes sharpened:

"And, only for you."

"To challenge me."

"Overturn the situation."

Hearing this, Thales' breathing became disturbed.

impossible.

No.

His chips, the only cards he can use to bargain with King Kessel...

Just like that, was it easily overturned by the opponent?

The king chuckled and stopped looking at Thales.

As if the latter no longer mattered.

"It's okay, Morat will pry everything out of his mouth."

King Kessel said leisurely:

"Including that orphan girl."

Pry everything out.

Thales' pupils slowly dilated.

Bailar.

Anke Bailar.

[Thank you, Your Highness. 】

【Thank you for still being willing to come here and listen to my voice—or last words. 】

[Although there is no sunlight here, it’s not that dark, right? 】

No.

Thinking of this, Thales took a breath and gritted his teeth with difficulty:

"No, you're wrong. Falkenhauser and I have a secret communication channel..."

"That's other people," King Kessel V interrupted him without hesitation: "Other people you met after leaving the palace."

"It doesn't matter, it's enough to know that this orphan girl is alive."

The king did not even look at him:

"It doesn't matter the people you meet when you go out of the palace, or the places you have been to, the secret department will know what to do."

people you meet.

places visited.

Lilian, Yanni, the abandoned house...

No.

Thales couldn't believe it, his breathing gradually became stiff.

King Kessel raised his brows and said in a relaxed tone:

"Don't worry, that orphan girl, with the support of the royal family, she will soon regain her title and become Baroness Emory."

"Her surname is destined to remain in history."

The king said playfully:

"If her father knew about it after his death, maybe he would be proud of it?"

The name stays in history.

Thales was in a trance for a while.

【So, Your Highness, what is the price? 】

[Bailal's family will become traitors and the target of public criticism. 】

[Tina, she will never, never, never forgive me. 】

No.

No!

Thales looked up abruptly!

Driven by the sin of Hell River, an unprecedented resentment welled up in his chest.

The boy no longer tried to hide it, but glared at the king angrily.

"You're not listening to me at all, are you?"

Thales gritted his teeth and said angrily:

"You've been talking to me for so long just to find out how I learned about Emory's orphan."

King Kessel snorted lightly indifferently.

"Thank you, boy, but your job is done."

"By the way, no matter who followed you in this farce," the king said calmly, but he said every sentence: "They will all pay the price."

"For your folly."

Thales took a breath.

Wyah, Rolf, D.D, Glover, and Cohen who was tricked by me...

No.

"You can't do that." The prince said with difficulty.

"Remember, I didn't give you a chance—a lot of chances."

King Kessel didn't even look at him, and responded indifferently:

"You gave it up yourself."

The Iron Fist King gently stretched out his hand and turned to the handle on the table to notify the people outside.

"Now, get out of my conference room."

In a deep voice, he concluded the whole conversation:

"Go and ask the vanguard officer Maliko: How many whips should I receive for breaking into the palace without authorization and offending the king?"

At that moment, Thales felt a bone-chilling chill.

————

Xihuangling, Wasteland, Fusha Palace.

"Hey, scarred man, come here and play chess with me!"

Duke Falkenhaus by the window tightened his cloak and waved to the skeleton man behind the colonnade.

The tall and strong bone man turned his head and approached the Duke, swinging his braid back and forth.

A younger guard looked at the jagged tattoo on the bone man's body, and put his hand on the hilt of his sword vigilantly, but was held down by another older guard.

The skeleton man walked past the nervous young guard without even looking at him, as if he was used to it.

He came to the Duke of Xihuang, smashed his butt on the chair rudely, looked at the chessboard between the two, and frowned.

Falkenhauser held out his hand happily.

The skeleton man shook his head, his words were stiff and harsh:

"Gao He, no."

Falkenhauser sighed and waved his hands quickly:

"I know, I know, otherwise why would I ask you?"

Gao He froze for a moment, looked at the chessboard, then at the Duke, with a look of contempt.

He pointed to the moon in the wind and sand outside the window:

"Little Crow's head, let's go and chase."

Gao He's words were difficult to understand, but Falkenhauser seemed to have no trouble, and he shook his head.

"No, no, let Dele go, he has to go back to Wing Fort to prepare for important tasks," the Duke looked at the record book of the whole afternoon's victory and defeat with grief:

"Besides, why chase him back? I can't beat him."

"Little Bone Cub, here, chase."

"My son's chess skills are taught by me. Playing with him...is boring."

Falkenhauser clapped his hands:

"Come on, play chess!"

Gao He snorted angrily, stretched out his hand, and moved the chess pieces indiscriminately.

"Oh, scarred man, how can you move the queen first? It's not like this, but it doesn't matter. Look, I'll eat it right away..."

"snort."

"Tsk tsk tsk, this step of yours is not clever, it is equivalent to giving me a child to eat, Pata! Hahaha!"

"Gao He, I don't understand."

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand, you will understand if you lose a lot..."

"Gao He, rice."

"Don't go, let the servants bring you whatever you want to eat and drink, come, come, look at me..."

"Gao He, kill!"

"Oh, don't be angry, scarred man, it's just a game of chess, winning or losing is not important..."

Back and forth, Falkenhauser played happily, and after a while, the chessboard was full of pieces that Gao He had eaten.

After taking the last step, the Duke grasped Gao He's hand contentedly, overthrew the latter's king, fell back on the chair, and sighed:

"Ah, it's been a long time since I won such a hearty victory! Great! Great! Great!"

Falkenhauser leaned back in his chair, shaking his head.

But the skeleton man stared at the satisfied Falkenhaus, and said in a muffled voice:

"Bone cub, kill."

As soon as this remark came out, Falkenhauser's smile disappeared instantly.

The Duke left the back of the chair and looked at the bone man coldly, with a disgusting and terrifying face.

And Gao He stared back at him without showing any weakness.

A few seconds later, the Duke of Xihuang laughed, waved his hands and said:

"Nonsense, I'm playing chess, I'm not going to kill anyone."

But Gao He shook his head, his eyes became terrifying.

The guards around felt a sense of discomfort.

"Bone cub," the bone man said seriously:

"Kill, kill big."

Falkenhauser's smile froze again.

He pointed at Gao He, shook his head and said:

"you……"

"Bone cub, lie," Gao He gritted his teeth, and instantly became hideous:

"Gao He, kill! Kill!"

The bone man's anomaly made the surrounding Duke's guards nervous, until Falkenhausz raised his hand to signal that nothing happened.

The lord of the ruins sighed.

"Well, I'm telling the truth," Falkenhauser supported the chessboard with far-sighted eyes:

"I'm a little annoyed."

And only you can see it, Scar Man.

The Guardian Duke of Xihuang looked out of the window in a daze:

"You know, waiting is the most exhausting time."

Gao He showed a cruel smile:

"kill?"

The Duke shook his head disdainfully:

"Oh, you can't be happy even if you kill someone!"

Gao He was obviously disappointed, he muttered something, got up and left in disappointment.

"Tell me, Scar Man."

When Gao He turned around, Falkenhauser suddenly said:

"Have you ever gambled? Just... pay money, say one thing, and if you are right, you will win money?"

The skeleton man frowned, thought for a while, and shook his head:

"Gao He, no."

"At least you have seen others gamble," Falkenhauser sighed:

"I mean, before you opened the POW bar and escaped from the Shararon with me behind your back?"

Gao He thought carefully for a while, his brows gradually tightened.

Seeing his appearance, Falkenhauser said helplessly, "Well, I won't embarrass you..."

"Fifty-eight water migration periods ago," Gao He suddenly said, interrupting him: "Caligri, the cage."

"Luma, bet."

Falkenhauser's expression changed, and he patted the table in front of him with interest.

Gao He sat down again.

"Okay, so, when your tribe went to Caligri, they played cages... Who did your brother bet on? Tribal warriors? Slaves? Exiles? Sand robbers? Or beasts?"

The skeleton man's eyes showed a cold look:

"Gao He, kill someone."

Falkenhauser's eyes lit up:

"Ha, your brother placed a bet, you end up in person, duel to kill?"

Gao He nodded.

"Look at your Shawen, how much did you win—kill?"

Gao He stood up, peeled off the clothes on his back, and made a few jagged tattoos like a few treasures.

"Eight? Whoa!"

Falkenhauser sighed: "I guess you got rich?"

But Gao He was silent for a while, then shook his head:

"Luma, lose."

"What?"

Falkenhauser frowned puzzled:

"But you are still alive, how did your brother lose, and made a wrong bet?"

Gao He's expression darkened.

"Bujue, bet, blood thorn lizard."

Falkenhauser's smile also gradually faded.

"Oh, your minister ordered that you brothers and sisters, catch each other and fight each other."

The Duke sighed:

"This is the main event, I guess, he wants to attract big bets and make a lot of money."

Gao He gritted his teeth, his cheeks trembling:

"Luma, no."

"Gao He, no."

Falkenhauser nodded:

"Of course, you refused, so you can only lose money?"

The skeleton man paused.

After a while, he raised his head with difficulty:

"Bujue, kills. Cage Master, kills. Holy Chief, kills. Tribe, kills. Sha Pu, kills."

The Duke shrugged:

"Yeah, I guess so, everybody's upset, especially the people who made the bets—I heard someone say that."

He snorted softly:

"Your minister set up a cage, and maybe even took the bets, but he didn't complete the duel, so he must have suffered a lot."

Gao He didn't speak.

The bone man just shook his head, his gaze was terrifying: "Bujue, poor."

"Luma, sorry, life."

Falkenhauser paused.

Gao He gritted his teeth and trembled, raised his head:

"Gao He, punish, live."

The Duke of Xihuang didn't speak.

He just sighed, stretched out his hand, and patted the other person's shoulder.

Gao He turned his head, showing a ferocious expression towards the invisible void.

"Ah, I remembered, your bastard old minister," Falkenhauser frowned, suddenly said:

"Is that the unlucky guy who was hacked from the bottom to the top by you, from the hen to the ribs with one axe, and howled until dawn before he died?"

Gao He snorted and didn't answer.

Falkenhauser chuckled lightly:

"Well done Scar Man, avenged your brother."

Gao He remained silent, and after a long while, he suddenly raised his head.

"Bone cub, bet?"

Falkenhauser was taken aback for a moment, understood, and nodded.

"Yeah, I'm betting too," the Duke looked towards the east and said with a smile:

"Gamble another game... the Bloodlizard."

Gao He frowned.

"Tsk tsk tsk," Duke Xihuang shook his head and said:

"It's a bet, how should I put it, it's been six years."

Falkenhauser gradually lost his mind.

The skeleton man showed a ruthless look:

"Gao He, kill, bone cub, bet."

"Of course," Falkenhauser smiled:

"If it's a murder, Scar Man, I'll let you go and bet on you."

"But no, it's not."

The Duke's eyes sharpened:

"The key to my gamble is not killing people."

"It's a bet on whether my one, Gao He in the capital, can risk everything."

Gao He showed a puzzled expression.

"Bet on him, bet on whether he wants to be like your brother."

Duke Falkenhauser's face turned cold, and he swiped all the chess pieces on the table with a big wave:

"Pay my own life."

"In exchange for your life."

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