Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 44: Road

　　 Thales calmly watched the nobles arguing with guns and arrows, and bowed their heads dimly.

　　 Power, program, war, force, throne.

　　 He sighed softly.

　　 Is this the future I have to face?

　　 He suddenly felt that the originally unknown and weird world, when he mentioned his infinite curiosity, became a bit boring.

　　"Cyril," Duke Cullen on one side gave Falkenhauser a dissatisfied look: "Do you have to be so straightforward every time?"

　　 On the square where the stars gather, a loud roar is heard from afar, the voice is noisy, mixed with anger and fanaticism, and it is not real.

　　 In the Hall of Stars, the civilians and little nobles who were in the audience directly erupted in a flood of protest!

　　 "Shameless lord! This is usurping the throne!"

　　 "But we need heirs! In case the king has an accident on the front line..."

　　"Death to the traitor! Can Xing is our king, that is a sacred oath!"

　　"This is all for the stars! We must stand together and meet Exeter!"

　　 The dukes exchanged glances in silence, while the earls whispered.

　　 "Quiet! Quiet!" Gilbert tried his best to maintain order, but with little success.

　　 Until the supreme king of the stars, King Kessel V has a bright light in his eyes.

　　 He clung to the mysterious scepter shining with stars and stood upright from the throne!

　　He yelled loudly with a majestic voice:

　　"Heir?"

　　 The Hall of Stars fell silent instantly, and everyone stared at the strong figure of the king.

　　 "It's a good time! It happens when the stars are in trouble and we must cooperate to fight the enemy!"

　　 The king put his scepter on both hands, and stared sharply at Gusd Nantriest in front of him.

　　 I saw the Cyclops slowly raising his hands to his chest, and knelt down on one knee in front of the king.

　　 "Forgive me, Your Majesty, but this is a test," Gusted said calmly and seriously, making people feel the sincerity of his words, "I believe that the weak and scattered power of the stars will be in the dragon and In the confrontation of the stars, come together again."

　　 "Everyone knows that the first proponent who forces an heir will be blamed for anger."

　　 "But am I doing it for myself, for Nan Triest to be on the throne?"

　　Kusde raised his head, his eyes clear in his one-eyed:

　　 "Your Majesty, you may exclude Nan Triest from the selection of successors."

　　"Everything is for the stars—please appoint an heir, or at least decide how to choose an heir—that way, the stars will return to the pinnacle of Westland, and even reappear the glory of the empire."

　　 Kessel walked slowly in front of him, and sneered: "Gust, sometimes I can't tell whether your awe-inspiring righteousness is true or false."

　　"But it's good for the stars," the Cyclops Duke replied calmly: "What about truth and falsehood."

　　 "I also imagined this situation-but in a high-level meeting, it doesn't have to be so ugly," Count Dustan's voice came. He stood firmly and walked behind Gust, the same Kneel down on one knee: "But your majesty, your country is a conference. Turn this legitimate advice into a conflict that is like a court of justice."

　　 "But we all have good enough reasons," Count Sorell came from behind, knelt down on one knee, and said solemnly: "For this once great, but now riddled country, revive again."

　　 "Just change the king?" Gilbert's face was deformed with anger: "You put on the crown and the stars can become empires?"

　　 "It's not that simple," Count Bozdorf also stepped forward gloomily, and knelt down firmly: "Instead, he turned the king, who was originally high above and doing whatever he wanted, into one of us, thinking about what we thought and doing. What we did. The monarch and the nobility were originally one, separated by the power... Now, we are one again."

　　"Kevin Deere has been following the star since the end of the battle, and this promise will never change," Jann bowed his head deeply, and said sadly: "But I think it is also Tomon to maintain the safety and future of the stars. He will understand the wish of His Majesty De I."

　　 The Duke of Tricolor Iris stood up and joined the kneeling crowd.

　　 Falkenhauser’s untimely laughter sounded again untimely: "It means to implement the king election system? Ha, it really means'let us share the burden of your majesty'! Just like Exeter?"

　　 "Better than Exter-we have a thousand-year-old empire." The Earl of Lahsia from the South Bank gave Duke Jann a complicated look and went forward and knelt down.

　　 Cohen looked at his father, the old Count Karabyan, in disbelief, and silently knelt down with Count Lasia.

　　 Kessel V looked down at the dukes and earls coldly, kneeling one by one.

　　"This is not the fault of the Canstar royal family, but the fault of the crown, the fault of the throne, the fault of the scepter." Duke Cullen sighed at this time: "Since the royal vein has been severed For the sake of the stars, it is not a bad thing for your Majesty to choose an heir."

　　 The two earls of the East China Sea, Javier and Almond, quietly stepped forward and knelt after Duke Cullen spoke.

　　"Obviously shameful forcing the palace," one of the royalists, Earl Godwin gritted his teeth: "How did you do it, so you can be confident and righteous?"

　　"Can't you see it?" Count Delekolomo calmly left his seat and knelt: "This is the general trend."

　　 Below the Fuxing Palace, the noise in the crowd grew louder and louder.

　　 "Boom!" Wall punched the armrest of the stone seat, his expression was cold: "Sometimes, I really disgust you for you."

　　 He clenched his fists and bowed his head and said: "An unbelievable war, an unbelievable admonition... and the sacrificed northern border..."

　　 Kessel V looked straight at him, eyes unique and difficult to understand.

　　Under the unclear gaze of the king, the Duke of the North closed his eyes tightly and took a breath.

　　 His brows surged, and he seemed to be struggling violently.

　　 At last he opened to Kessel as if he had made up his mind.

　　 But Val did not look into the eyes of the king. The proud Duke of the North is lonely and disappointed at the moment:

　　 "But if this can be exchanged for the North, in exchange for the stability of the stars..."

　　"Kay, maybe you should think about it."

　　 The two northern earls under his men all bowed their heads dumbly.

　　 Kessel V's eyes dimmed.

　　 He turned around and stopped looking at his old friends.

　　Looking at Val's hesitation and guilt, Duke Cyril Falkenhauser laughed sharply again.

　　 "It seems that your majesty, your choice is to elect the heir directly, or to elect the king."

　　Only Kessel V stood blankly above the officials.

　　 There is only one scepter in his hand.

　　 Thales suddenly felt that his father was so lonely.

　　If I were not found, what would be the situation today?

　　 Thales, who was watching all this, suddenly felt dizzy.

　　 is here again.

　　 A memory of the past came before his eyes:

　　 Wu Yinren sat in a very small classroom and reported to a professor and two classmates in front of him:

　　[Poggi inherited Weber’s German academic tradition, focused on power, and investigated the formation of a feudal state...]

　　No! It can't be now!

　　 Thales pressed his temples hard, pressing down the flashback of memory.

　　 But when Thales’ attention returned to the Hall of Stars, he finally heard the words of Kessel V without anger and prestige:

　　 "It seems that if I don't appoint an heir, I can't even fight a battle."

　　 "Okay."

　　 "Then I will establish an heir."

　　Jane's brows frowned--the sense of instability grew stronger.

　　Kessel V didn't even look at the nobles on the ground, and sat down slowly.

　　 The words Thales had been waiting for, finally sounded:

　　 "Let him meet everyone, Gilbert."

　　 is here.

　　 Thales’ brain is blank.

　　 He forced himself to swallow.

　　 He looked at Gilbert and waved.

　　 In the dark room, a secret door suddenly opened in front of me. Inside was a long step, I don't know where to lead.

　　 There was a lot of discussion in the Hall of Stars.

　　 The duke and earl kept calm, but when they looked at each other, they all saw doubts in each other's eyes.

　　 Thales straightened his bow tie.

　　【Thyls. 】

　　 The traverser calls out the name of his own world.

　　【It's time. 】

　　 Thales stepped down the steps decisively.

　　 [Just treat it as another game. 】

　　One step.

　　 another step.

　　 "Excuse me for not understanding what you mean, Your Majesty..." The Earl Dustan on the ground raised his head and looked directly at Kessel: "The heir you choose is not among the nobles in this hall?"

　　 The Supreme King just looked at him coldly, without saying a word.

　　 In the narrow passage, Thales clutched his forehead tightly.

The memory of 　　 flashed back again.

　　 But he still gritted his teeth and walked forward firmly.

　　 Open your eyes, it's the Hall of Stars.

　　 Close your eyes, it's another self, alive in the fragments of memory.

　　 [The bond between the prince and the vassal, with strong personal feelings and personal colors... The struggle for power, the gradual deterioration, the collapse of order, the unstable coordination, the periodic chaos and violence... The unified feudal system , Eventually broken up...]

　　[But the rise of feudalism is still our attempt to stabilize public rule, a valuable effort...]

　　 [Poggi also believes that in this process, the legitimacy of power, the rule of the monarch, the responsibilities and traditions of the country, and even the importance of the law have all entered the field of view of history and have been recognized- This is the most precious legacy left by the feudal system to subsequent countries......]

　　 [But we still have to ask, what is missing from Poggi's observation and analysis? 】

　　What is missing?

　　 "Your Majesty, have you chosen an heir?" Cyclops, Gust Nantriste raised the one-eyed one with profound meaning, and looked around: "It seems that the Tebak family and the two great families in the southwest are both Didn't come?"

　　 The Supreme King still ignored him.

　　 Thales came to a side door and could already see the civilians outside the Hall of Stars.

　　 No, it's not a side door.

　　 He realized that the door in front of him was leading to the center of the hall-the twenty stone seat.

　　 is the main entrance.

　　The guards were serious, but some people couldn't help looking at him, the badge on him.

　　The moment they saw clearly, many people's breathing accelerated, and some even leaned forward in a gloomy manner.

　　 But a leader-like guard sternly scolded them back, then respectfully saluted Thales, and gave way to the hall.

　　 But just when Thales was about to take a step.

　　 "Go ahead."

　　 "You will be better than him."

　　 Thales looked up suddenly!

　　 I only saw that the guard had turned and left.

　　倀倀倀倀個個開開開進間的個間間。

　　Yordel.

　　 Thales clenched his fists.

　　 is you?

　　 Similarly, civilians in and out of the hall have already seen this little boy outside the door.

　　 They began to whisper and motion to each other.

　　The memory flashed back like a tide.

　　 The traverser feels that there is more power in his body, which makes him more energetic.

　　 Thales took three deep breaths.

　　 is just another game.

　　 is just another essay defense.

　　 Thales cleared all emotions, all expressions, and stepped onto the carpet of star blue stripes.

　　 began his journey.

　　He moved forward and stepped past the outermost ordinary civilians.

　　 A rustically dressed country squire, stabbed a friend beside him who was running errands between the city and the country.

　　 "Who is that?"

　　 "Can children come in too?"

　　"Maybe a nobleman?"

　　"So small?"

　　 "Hey, did you see it? That kid, he is really dressed."

　　 "I’m catching up with the baron’s lady."

　　 Thales does not squint.

　　He moved forward and stepped across the stepped seats composed of merchants, craftsmen, farmers, and leaders.

　　 A fat carriage businessman was a little surprised.

　　 He pulled the arms of two colleagues.

　　 "Look at that kid!"

　　"Is it a late nobleman?"

　　"This costume is not as simple as a little nobleman!"

　　 "Do you know the emblem on him?"

　　"It’s a bit familiar. I used to pull a group of guests. The scroll they were holding had that mark."

　　"Why come in this time?"

　　 Thales kept walking.

　　He moved forward and stepped across the seat of honorary servicemen and government bureaucrats.

　　 The judge in a small village near the outskirts saw him.

　　 He frowned and lowered his head to whisper in the ear of the approving officer at another city hall.

　　 "Look at that clan emblem."

　　 "That's... my goodness!"

　　"How is it possible?"

　　 "I also think it's impossible, you won't admit your mistakes?"

　　 "I have handled hundreds of kings' warrants! How can I admit my mistakes!"

　　 Thales ignored it.

　　He moved forward and stepped on the stone seat of the low-level nobles such as the Lord and Baron.

　　 A baron smoking a pipe flashed in his eyes, and he almost bit the pipe in his mouth.

　　 He leaned forward and patted his friend on the shoulder.

　　 "Is that... the nine-pointed star?"

　　"What? This..."

　　 "Do you think the same as me?"

　　 "Almost."

　　 "Then now..."

　　 "Yes, you deserve to be the king of iron fists."

　　 Thales ignored it.

　　He moved forward and stepped on the stone seats of the middle nobles such as the viscount and earl.

　　 An honorable earl opened his mouth in disbelief.

　　 He didn't need to notify others, many nobles had already seen Thales.

　　 "That's..."

　　 "The king is here... how will this end?"

　　 "No, there is no news for so many years..."

　　"Is it an illegitimate child who lives outside......"

　　 "The lords..."

　　 "Hey, this pool is too deep..."

　　 "Wait for a good show."

　　 The crowd's discussion, noise, and noise became louder and louder, and finally turned into a commotion and a crash.

　　 People stood up, leaned forward, and scrambled to look at the mysterious boy with a gold and silver nine-pointed star.

　　 In the most central stone seat, Cohen turned his head strangely and looked at the source of the commotion.

　　A boy dressed in aristocratic clothes and pinned to a nine-pointed star pin came forward with a serious face.

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　　The traveler stepped on the thirteen stone seat without changing his face.

　　 Gilbert blinked at him.

　　The three dukes who were sitting saw clearly the boy walking in front of them.

　　 They can no longer remain calm.

　　 Wall looked at the boy who came by in shock, his fists clenched.

　　 "This... are you kidding me?"

　　 Cullen frowned, his fat body leaning forward.

　　 "The emblem on that boy..."

　　 Cyril grinds his horrible teeth, twitches between his brows, biting out a few words.

　　 "Ahhhh... this is really... unexpected."

　　 The Supreme King lightly raised his head, his eyes were cold and smiling.

　　 just listen to him chuckle:

　　 "Everyone, come and see Thales."

　　 The lords who knelt on one knee turned back.

　　As soon as he saw the boy's face clearly, the pupils of the guardian duke of the south bank immediately stretched out.

　　He.

　　He?

　　He!

　　Kaiser started rubbing his scepter again, and once again said prestigious and heavy words:

　　 "He is my son."

　　 "The only blood of the Canstar royal family."

　　 Thales swings his right hand forward, behind his left hand, and bows deeply towards the king.

　　 He turned to the lords all over the floor.

　　 "Good day, adults."

　　 Thales heard himself say this.

　　 It was the first time Thales spoke to the noble lords who ruled the kingdom with heavy arms in the stars~ IndoMTL.com~ Welcome to read the latest, fastest and hottest serial works. All in ~IndoMTL.com~ mobile phone users please go to read.