Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 41: The chess game of the heroes (Part 1)
Thales walked into a dark room with no distractions.
When a crowd gathers from outside the dark room, the characteristic buzzing noise is noisy and disturbing.
This reminded him of the football team he had supported in his previous life. When watching the game live, he probably felt this way when he first entered the field.
In the buzzing outside the dark room, suddenly there was a young and cheerful male voice:
"Hey, old man! Director Robick! I am here, here! Hey, gentleman, you look familiar."
"Wait—you're from the Colomo family... Cousin Delek! Oh my God, how come you have been so disfigured after so many years! Kai'Sa and Kina will definitely cry!" /
Thales suddenly reacted, and took a few steps forward, looking through the single-sided glass in the dark room to the outside, and sure enough, the entire Hall of Stars was diagonally below him.
The Hall of Stars is a semi-outdoor elliptical hall, which is at least ten meters high and can accommodate at least a thousand people. Towards the Xingju Square, there are no walls, only a protruding terrace, making this hall look like a top-down, diagonally splitting an irregularly wide column on the side—or a half-covered elliptical garbage Shovel, thinking of this, Thales couldn't help smiling.
The hall was half full at this time, or sitting or standing, at least several hundred.
The crowd is sparser toward the center, the clothes are expensive, quiet and composed, basically all have seats-these are the nobles
The center of the hall is an empty round platform surrounded by seven stone seats with obviously different specifications.
The unique stone seat is the throne, and the surrounding six stone seats belong to the six guardian dukes. On the periphery of the six stone blocks, there are 13 stone blocks, belonging to thirteen prominent families, forming a large semicircle.
The six stone seats are still empty, and the thirteen stone seats are already occupied by some people. They are all men from 20 to 60. They have different coats of arms and different looks. A few tense followers stood.
The sound he just heard came from the stone constellations of the thirteen distinguished families. Behind one of the stone constellations, stood a handsome blond guy in the uniform of a star blue police officer. He has a strong appearance and a deep outline, and he looks more energetic and masculine than the feminine magician Ashida and the "little white face" blood family Eastron.
However, this handsome guy was walking towards him. A middle-aged aristocrat with gray hair and an angry face knocked his head severely with his stick!
And the middle-aged nobleman's body is decorated with the signs of two high towers and a long sword.
"Cohen Karabyan, where is your noble education? Can you speak human words! Dele is not only your cousin, but also one of the thirteen noble families, the Patriarch of the Kolomo family! Lord Wingburg , Earl of the Kingdom! Show some respect!"
Thales was in the dark room, looking at the guard of the kingdom, Cohen Karabyan, clutching his head with gnashing teeth, and shouting at his father: "Old man, end the stage anyway Right in front of you! Knock one more note and we will fight on stage!"
Many people turned their heads here, but when they saw that it was the seat of the thirteen prominent family, they shook their heads and ignored them.
Why is this nobleman so-wonderful?
"Haha, I know Cohen well, so that we can better show our closeness..." On one side, Dele seemed to know the daily life of his uncle and cousin, and quickly waved his hands to round the court, while on the other side, Robick held hands. He hurriedly grabbed the old Count Karabyyan, and he waved the second rod in anger.
"By the way, Cohen, although you are the eldest son of the Karabyan family...but your father hasn't arrived yet, how did you get put in?" The Westside Vigilance Minister, Lord Robik Dira quickly changed the subject .
"I don't know very well either," Cohen frowned, "I just recovered from the injury on Red Square Street a few days ago-old man, you put down your stick, we will go home and say this-received duty Just when I arrived at the gate of the Fuxing Palace, the people from the city defense team and the security department saw me as their own, so they put me in the door, and the guards in the palace heard that I was Karabyan and led me into the Hall of Stars. ."
His father, Lord Vola, the old Count Karabyan was startled when he heard this.
The old count didn't ask any more, he and Count Dre Colomo sat down on two stone seats separately, and several entourage knights, Cohen and Robick stood behind him.
Thales listened to their conversation and probably guessed that the two families are members of thirteen prominent families.
At this moment, the noisy crowd suddenly fell silent.
Thales' eyes turned to the other direction.
In the distance, two unforgettable figures, surrounded by the two teams of entourage, stepped on the blue star pattern carpet and stepped into the Hall of Stars.
People on the road naturally step out of the way, bow to say hello, or whisper.
Among the two figures, a fat and noble old man smiled honestly, responding to people on both sides from time to time, embroidered with a sword and a shield behind his back, crossing against the background of the red sun.
That is the Prime Minister of the Kingdom, the lord of Huigang City, the Duke of the East China Sea, Bob Cullen.
Next to him, there is another middle-aged nobleman in a military uniform. He doesn't even look at the surroundings, but walks forward with a cold face.
On the chain armor shirt on the chest of the middle-aged nobleman, you can see a sharp-eyed falcon, spreading its wings against a white background.
This is the lord of the cold fort who arrived in the capital a day ago, the guardian duke of the north, Val Allende.
The sun sword and shield and the white eagle-their emblems represent the two most powerful families among the six giants.
"A country is a conference? This is a trifling matter!"
The Duke of the North, with a scar on his chin, Waal looked angry, did not hide his volume, just listened to his anger at the fat old man beside him:
"He personally issued the general edict! As a result, he suddenly... let the civilians get involved, which is a betrayal! As the prime minister, you should stop him!"
Around , the small and medium-sized nobles who heard the conversation between the two dukes hurriedly bowed their heads or turned to leave—just kidding, who would dare to listen to the six guardian dukes and accuse the Supreme King of the stars!
"Although I don't think it's appropriate," Bob Cullen, the Duke of East China Sea, with white hair and a fat heart, with red cheeks, a luxurious mink shawl, and a protruding belly, helpless Authentic: "But your majesty's will, I can't stop it."
Wall grunted dissatisfiedly, dissatisfied with the Prime Minister's shirk.
The old fat man who rides on the wall left and right, swaying in the wind-how was he called the "Sword of the Bay" when he was young?
They walked through the thirteen stone seats, and every nobleman stood up and bowed in salute, even the old Karabyan and the young Kolomo.
"Even if he is the king we swore allegiance to us, he can't humiliate us like this!" Valli threw off his cloak, and after throwing it behind him, he saw the soldier's entourage. The horse sat down on his seat with a sword.
This vicissitudes of life man with a scar on his chin, with a white eagle on his chest, is full of chills, and he is dressed in a chain armor. With his left hand raised broadly, he exudes the unique sharpness of the northern people and the sense of isolation that no one can get close .
He made no secret of his dislike of the king: "I really want to knock off that bastard's front teeth! Just like forty years ago!"
Cohen, behind his father's seat, whispered: "Even the Duke of the Northern Territory--how can he talk about your Majesty like this without hiding it?"
"If you grew up with your Majesty, and you almost married your sister to him," Count Karabyan replied quietly: "You can also talk about your Majesty like this."
"Speak carefully, the guards will soon begin to spread the word. At that time, every word in the twenty-stone constellation will be passed down to the star gathering square." Old Duke Cullen looked at him, sighed slightly, and trembled. Supported by his entourage, he sat on one of the six stone seats: "After all, he is our majesty! I can only hope that advice will work."
These northerners-fifty years ago, without any growth, the old duke shook his head in his heart.
At this time, there was an uproar among the crowd, and the noise gathered by whispers became louder and louder!
Gilbert’s familiar voice came:
"In the name of the High King of the Star Kingdom, Kessel Canxing..."
"Subjects of the kingdom, salute your sire!"
Thales raised his eyebrows: I saw a group of people walking into the other side door of the Hall of Stars.
The crowd knelt down on one knee like a wave, and only stood up after the king was far away.
The sturdy King Kessel V, still holding his scepter in one hand, with a cold and majestic expression, stepped into the Hall of Stars.
Eight members of the royal guard guarded him closely behind him.
The king instantly became the focus of the field. Although he knelt on one knee, the whispers of the crowd did not decrease, but became more intense.
"Your Majesty," the Duke of East China Sea patted his fat face, smiled and said: "You might as well put your suggestions to him."
"Huh," the Duke of the North snorted disdainfully: "As if he would listen as long as I said it."
His Majesty Kessel strode towards the stone constellation with a meteor. At this moment, he suddenly raised his head and glanced at the location of the dark room intentionally or unintentionally.
Thales squeezed his fist gently.
He adjusted his breathing to calm his good mood.
Calm down, Thales.
The show has not yet begun.
behind the iron-fisted king’s cloak, a group of people led by Gilbert followed in, and the mature and tall Ji Ni was among them.
Thales has only now seen Gilbert’s family crest—it turned out to be a book opened on both sides.
"Ah, it's our sly fox, Lord Caso," the potbellied Duke Cullen said with a smile: "There are also Earl Godwin, Viscount Connie, Baron Gals, Lord Clapham... The future hope of the kingdom...and our astute and intelligent court lady, Ms. Ji Ni."
"Support the royalists." On the stone seat, Vaal shook his head in disgust. "I hope they will soon understand that the best way to support the king is to find ways to make their majesty less crazy, instead of trying to beat the body. The nineteen nobles in the arms of the kingdom-as for that bitch, every second she was in the palace was an insult to the Arunde family."
"Hoo——Hoo——"
"The King——The King——"
At this moment, a louder cheer rose from the open air into the Hall of Stars!
The hall was suddenly filled with deafening voices from afar.
Many nobles have changed their colors, and many civilians of status are whispering to each other in excitement, and some even cheer.
Thales woke up: This is the cheers of the people in Xingju Square.
"I guess," Duke Cullen curled his lips: "The guards have started to spread words down the square?"
Wall turned his head, his face pale.
Kessel came to the thirteen stone seat and looked at his vassals.
Thirteen distinguished families got up early, lined up in front of him, and knelt down on one knee to prove their loyalty.
Kessel stretched out his right hand expressionlessly and handed it to the first noble with the pentagram as heraldic emblem, and asked him to kiss the ring on it.
"Born Tarron, you are the first." The king said lightly: "You are still the first. You are always the first."
"Blood is thicker than water, your majesty, the Talun family is a branch of the star family, just as the five-pointed star is always part of the nine-pointed star." The middle-aged nobleman bowed his head respectfully.
Kessel frowned imperceptibly, but he nodded and walked to the next nobleman.
"Smith Sorell," his majestic voice spread, focusing every gaze: "I heard that you and your territory are relentlessly opposed to the "Bian County Development Tax Exemption Order"?"
"Of course, Your Majesty!" The middle-aged nobleman with a golden sun emblem on his body kissed the king's ring and shook his head firmly, "The blood of the nobleman can't be defiled."
Kessel hummed softly.
"Lewis Bozdorf," His Majesty the King stretched out his hand to a nobleman with a black lion flaring his claws on his chest: "A good black lion will fight for the lion group?"
"Fight to the death, Your Majesty," the nobleman kissed the king's ring, smiled, and replied slyly: "As long as the lion remains brave and brave, consider the lions."
Kessel nodded and moved on.
"Turami Karabyan" Kessel walked to the front of Count Karabyan, showing nostalgia: "I remember that you were a member of the Star Corps, born and died for John."
"I was born and died for my hometown," Count Karabyan said strictly and authentically, and kissed his Majesty's ring: "All for the stability of the stars."
Kessel nodded thoughtfully.
"Dele Kolomo, you seem to be smarter than your father," Kessel continued forward, and said to the young Delor with deep meaning: "The single-winged crow is also the Savior-still Are you in the wing castle?"
"That crow was saved and protected by the owner," Delekkolom, with a single-winged crow tattooed on his body, cleverly bit the words, kissed the king's ring, and replied blankly: That's why I desperately rescued the owner-of course, that crow will live forever in Wing Fort."
Kessel patted him on the shoulder, walked to a half-bald nobleman, and stretched out his right hand.
"Hodge Dastan," this time the nobleman, embroidered with two long swords crossed in a cross, only heard Kessel's cold voice: "I still remember that your ethnic language is'forward and backward , Life and death (Forward_or_backward, _survive_or_fall)', have you chosen the direction to go this time?"
"The direction is always there." The half-bald Hodge Dastan lowered his head and kissed the king's ring, making it difficult to see his expression: "But people who stand too high can always see clearly ."
Kessel snorted coldly, making no secret of his dissatisfaction with this one.
"Wilcos Zemuto, Polite Fries," this time, the king stretched out his hands and faced the two resolute nobles with the emblems of the white bear and the iron wall: "Watch City And Gu Lao Pagoda, can you withstand the cold wind in the north?"
"Cold wind?" The bearded Count Wilcos Zemuto kissed the king's ring, and said proudly: "For the stars, Watch City can even withstand the dragon's anger!"
, the bald-headed Earl Polite Friess was not to be outdone. He kissed the ring and his eyes beamed: "Although the lonely old tower is standing in the cold wind and howling, no matter how bitter it is, the fire in the tower is still growing. Interest."
At the king's sign, the two northern nobles slowly stood up.
Kessel walked past all the thirteen noble families present and walked towards the two dukes.
He waved his hand to stop Bob Cullen who was shaking and trying to stand up: "Forget the Prime Minister, your stomach is heavier than my scepter."
The Duke of East China Sea smiled, as if he didn't understand Kessel's words, he just nodded in thanks.
Ji Ni took off Kessel’s cloak and let His Majesty the King sit on the highest stone seat.
"As for you," Kessel glanced at Wall and shook his head disapprovingly. "I guess, your knee has a strange disease that can't bend?"
"Yes," Val Allende grinned, his eyes bursting with anger: "Whether facing Exeter or the kingship of the stars, I have this strange disease!"
Kessel shook his head: "Forty years, your sense of humor is still that bad."
After showing some profound allegiance in the open and in the dark, all the thirteen nobles returned to their seats.
"Six guardian dukes, two were present, and thirteen noble families reached eight." Gilbert reported with a serious face: "Your Majesty?"
"Wait a little longer." Kessel said calmly.
On the Stars Gathering Square, there was a loud cheering again ~ IndoMTL.com~ In the cheers, Wall disdainfully said: "Suddenly announced that the high-level meeting will be changed to a national meeting and held in advance-do you think that How many aristocrats who are too far away can have time? At least, there is no need to count on the Tebak family in Yanling City!"
Kessel shook his head, expressionless: "This is a game of stars and heroes. The players have already been destined, and the game has already begun."
"It seems that the crown not only turned you into a king, it also turned you into a third-rate bard." Val Allende gritted his teeth and rattled, only the Duke of East Sea smiled. smooth things over.
Thales in the dark room, but his heart was tight at this time. He saw an old man in black robe, standing at the end of the "king party" team with a cane, and everyone around him tried to avoid Driving this old man, only behind him was a young man in a white robe with the same simple clothes.
That is...
"Morat Hansen. Why did he come too," Lord Robick next to Cohen, looking at the figure in the black robe, frowned: "I felt cold all over when I saw that poisonous snake. ."
"He is the chief of intelligence of the kingdom, attending the Imperial Conference, of course he will come," Cohen also frowned, obviously this person is not too cold, "but according to the director, I see his majesty and Prime Minister Duke Cullen has long been frozen to death...Huh?"
Cohen raised his eyebrows with an unbelievable look.
"That's it?"
Under the surprised gaze of his father and the director, the blonde security officer Cohen Karabyan stepped forward abruptly, walking towards with a look of anger and unevenness——
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