Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 64: The King and the Grand Duke

"The place you are going to investigate is not far away, but..."

"The city of Longxiao has not been very peaceful recently," the big belt shook his head at Cohen and Miranda: "You know, Prince Moral has been missing for a month, and then there was news of his death in the stars. , And then there were rumors. The men were all gearing up to wait for the recruitment, ready to go to the south to fight the empire."

"Followingly, there was another news saying that I would not fight anymore."

"And today, just now, the prince of the stars entered Longxiao City to apologize. I heard that the king of the stars swears that if he dares to disadvantage his son, the two countries will not die?"

Cohen and Miranda exchanged glances. The former looked worried, while the latter began to think.

"Hey, what a joke, you should have an apology when you come to apologize! Can a Northlander be threatened by him too?"

"If I were your majesty, no matter how many, I would hang the prince first, then pull on the soldiers and horses of the whole country, and go to Yongxing City, and see what the empires say!" The big belt thumped the table grimly , Grumbled dissatisfiedly.

"But that prince is only seven years old... only eight years old after the new year." Cohn said in a dull voice.

"Seven years old?" The big belt scratched his head, seemingly confused: "Okay..."

"Anyway, the elders have ordered their subordinates to converge a little bit in the past few days. People with channels have heard the wind, saying that His Majesty Nunn is very dissatisfied with the stars and will soon take that...er, The seven-year-old prince...you know."

Miranda frowned tightly: Who is spreading these rumors?

Is it deliberately against the Prince? Still want to provoke the discord between King Nunn and the second prince?

"Besides, Your Majesty has lost his only heir. You can use your toes to know what mentality he is now," the big belt sighed: "Let’s not mention the next Grand Duke of Longxiao City and the next king. Maybe it's not possible, His Majesty Nunn will start the fire first, alas..."

"You just said, bosses? Are you local gang forces?" Cohen asked curiously: "I heard Kaslan say that he has contact with all the major forces in the city?"

"Yes, Kaslan's face is very big. He had been seeded back then. He ran against His Majesty Nunn in front of all the courtiers and was expelled from the Blade Guard," the big belt said with a smile: "But The officials who went up to the palace of the Heroic Spirit, and the big guys who went down to Longxiao City to eat with their little brothers, still respect Kaslan...not to mention the many old subordinates he took care of and helped, whether he was promoted or made a fortune Those who resign and retire have his favor."

"That's why, Kaslan will ask you to come to me," Big Belt nodded: "I have a lot of contact with local forces, and I should be able to help you."

"Before we set off, please tell us about the forces in Longxiao City," Cohen said solemnly: "This is very important."

The big belt looked at Miranda, who nodded slightly.

So the big belt spreads out: "Well, let's divide it into areas..."

"First of all, the area where we are-the aborigines of Longxiao City in the Shield District and Hammer District. They may be poor, but this is the territory of Greve and his brothers. You don't want to provoke them. "

"Grivor... is he the leader of the gang? Controls these two districts?" The Cohen Security Officer followed professional qualities and asked: "Even the officials or the guards can't intervene?"

"No, it's not the same, I mean, he is not a lord or a bureaucrat after all, he is not qualified to take care of things here, and Greve will not deliberately provoke the dignity of nobles or officials." The belt waved his hand and explained:

"But Greve was a famous veteran before he retired, so he has a high prestige here. Whenever something happens—you know, you’ve been cheated by outsiders, locals are fighting, and who does a nobleman fancy My daughter, who is not going to spend the winter this year, anyway, his people will come forward to solve all the problems."

"Because he is willing to give the poor people a head start, many people in the shield zone and the hammer zone are willing to trust him. And the order officials have publicly stated that Grive's existence is helping to stabilize the two poorest broken zones. , So it also gave him a lot of face-although I think this is because of Greve's service experience. He used to be an epee infantry. Many old colleagues are now on it, even in the inner city and the Palace of Valor."

"Grivor has no specific gangs and subordinates, but if he stops on the street one morning and says, "Come on," I bet that at least a dozen good guys will give up their jobs. Go and help, there are more than a dozen dozen people who will come from outside the city in an hour. If he waits until the afternoon, his manpower can form a brigade-and half of these people have served in the army of Longxiao City. A soldier who is strong, can eat and fight."

Miranda frowned, while Cohen, who has experience as a police officer, nodded, digesting the local gang organization that is completely different from that of Wing Star City.

"As for the sword area, bow area and armor area, there are many merchants, many goods, many residents, and sufficient profits, so it is a bit complicated."

"The fairs in the sword district are populated by civilians from outside the city or even farther away, and even the caravans of stars are selling. The person who speaks there is called Ullad. He has an official identity and is to manage Long Xiao The order officer of the city fair also has secretly manpower, but not as many as Grivor, so strong." The big belt shook his head:

"It is said that he will have a relationship with the black street brothers of the stars, do a little gray business, and earn some money from the embargo between the two countries—he doesn’t show up much, but everyone is pretty. Afraid of him."

"Black Street Brotherhood?" Cohen was piqued by the name: "Their business has expanded to Exeter?"

"Yeah, I hadn't heard of this name at all years ago. At that time, you had to find the blood bottle to deal with the south side." The big belt shrugged, expressing helplessness: "But one day, the Brotherhood is like Suddenly came out of the ground, swaggered into Longxiao City, sat down and negotiated with Ullad and Greve. At that time, we all thought these outsiders, southerners, and empires were going to come in and fight for the ground."

"But the last two big brothers didn't say anything, and the Brotherhood didn't make a home in Longxiao City. It's just that the local business started to have more channels for the Brotherhood."

"Let me say that their business has expanded quickly, but it is not stable enough. Whether it is Ullad or Grivo, they don’t believe them very much—like this time, the two countries are going to war. When the wind heard, Ullad shut down his smuggling channels, no matter whether it was the Brotherhood or the merchants and businesses they covered, all were gone."

"Expanding so fast..." Cohen narrowed his eyes. "Maybe their purpose is not to develop steadily, or even to do business or to grab territory?"

"Hey, it's impossible," Big Belt smiled in disbelief: "A gang who doesn't grab territory, don't fight for profit, doesn't do business, is that still a gang?"

"And in the Dragon Wing Square in the sword area, there are traveling merchants from Kang Mas, and there are places where agile Northlanders gather from time to time-from the noble lords to the desperadoes, those people have a way. Contact, coupled with the fact that their goods are very popular with locals, so the rhythm of these places revolves around them, and there are many special shops and locations, you know, "the big belt puts out a "men know it." With a wretched smile, he stretched out his hands in the air and grabbed back and forth like an apple:

"Soft and wet..."

Cohen lowered his head and smirked very cooperatively, while Miranda snorted coldly.

"Anyway, some chambers of commerce formed by the Kangmas and Northlanders are rooted in Longyi Square."

"The bow area, especially along Xichi Avenue, is even more peculiar. Simply put, it is the things in other areas. There will be some rough workshops, small shops, etc. in the bow area. In the district, there are a large number of workshops and local shops. The relationship between these two districts is very chaotic. It is difficult to say what power is there, but if there is anything, I will find a Far Easterner to reconcile it."

"Far Eastern?" Cohen and Miranda cast doubtful glances at the big belt.

"Yes, from the Far East, a butcher shop owner named Gu has taken root in Longxiao City more than ten years ago." The big leather belt shrugged and motioned to him without knowing it: "He doesn't seem to have much power, but There are many ways, from the merchants of Kangmas to the people of the North, and even the people of the stars. He is the first to know what is going on, so he is not only a middleman, but also an intelligence dealer. "

"As for the arrow zone, spear zone, and axe zone, you have to go up several sections. People who can live there are powerful and powerful. There are guards patrolling when we travel. We little people, even if they are mixed If you are a big boss, you have to be careful when you go to these districts."

"The place that Kaslan said, which is the destination of your trip, is in the area where the butcher shop of the Far East is located." The big belt said: "I heard from acquaintances that some students have recently come there. Face, I think maybe it is the person you are looking for?"

That's where Kroash was ambushed during the investigation. Miranda touched the hilt of the sword on his waist.

"Is there anything suspicious in that place?" Cohen asked nervously, "For example, there was a battle? In the night, there were dozens of swordsmen fighting between? Maybe there was a terminator swordsman?"

"Fighting? Ending Swordsman?" The big belt pondered for a while: "I haven't heard, after all, it's not our turf. There is not enough news."

The big leather belt exhaled: "I suggest you ask Gu, he can't hide anything from the Far Eastern people on his site--of course, you have to pay for intelligence."

"Okay," Miranda nodded, with a solemn expression: "Let's leave now."

Under the supervision of the big belt, Cohen and Miranda walked out of his house.

"The streets and underground forces in Longxiao City are a bit chaotic. They are not as clear as the two forces in Yongxing City, and they are not as powerful as the Brotherhood and the Blood Bottle Gang."

"But these are our most important sources of information. After all, the sword of disaster is hidden in the dark, and the chaotic situation also allows us to take advantage of it." Walking on the street, watching people coming and going Talking about the Prince of Stars entering the city today, Cohen rubbed his chin worriedly:

"The big man who made his way to the poor, the half-black and half-white smugglers, the profit-seeking chamber of commerce forces, the intelligence dealers and middlemen in the Far East-unfortunately, the arrival of Prince Thales made the situation in the city more tense. These locals People will be more cautious and convergent, and will be more alert to outsiders. It is not easy for us to find clues."

"I still have to ask the man from the Far East," Miranda's eyes moved, and the subject changed: "Have you seen him, our second prince?"

"Of course! In the Hall of Stars, the child's behavior when facing the Six Duke..." Cohen said with a smile, his voice suddenly faltered.

He realized the same period before him, the identity of Miranda Allende, and her... father.

"Um..." Cohen touched his head awkwardly: "In short, he is not bad. It should be a good thing that there is someone from the Canstar royal family..."

"Yes," Miranda's expression remained unchanged. She walked past a shabby tailor's shop and nodded: "That kid is impressive, and it's the same in Broken Dragon Fortress."

Tyles Chanxing, the image of the black-haired boy appeared before his eyes.

He should be in the Hall of Valor now, negotiating with the ruler of Exter.

And he, one day, will become our king.

Miranda frowned, her right thumb and index finger slowly squeezing tightly.

The loyal king of the North.

The years of acquaintance at the same time have allowed them to know each other very well. Cohen couldn't help but sigh when he looked at Miranda.

"Miranda, things are too urgent these days, I haven't had time to ask you, but," Cohen whispered: "Are you okay?"

Miranda raised her head abruptly, her gaze at Cohen.

Cohen looked around and took Miranda to the big sign of a tavern. He hesitated and said: "Your father, I listened to the old man. About him and those Axe Special people..."

"There is nothing to say, people always have to pay for what they do." Miranda's reaction was so fast that Cohen was startled, and she saw the female swordsman frowning and categorically saying: "A dozen Over the years, I haven’t seen him much and I’m not very impressed, so this incident won’t affect me at all."

Cohen didn't speak, but looked at her silently.

Really?

A long time ago, he heard Raphael say what the girl in front of him had experienced during the Scarlet Year.

I also know that she was sent to the Tower of End by her father early.

But now she...

"So," Cohen touched his head wryly and decided to move on to the subject, he asked, "What to do next...I mean, I know you have a lot of distant cousins. They are also named Arund. If Your father was deprived of the title..."

"The kingdom is not without a precedent for a duke or even a queen," Miranda's eyes flashed sharply: "And I am the real Aaron, the most orthodox and only heir to the Duke of the North, like that Like the prince named Thales-even His Majesty Kessel can't deny it."

Although... this name is too heavy.

Cohen pursed his lips, his face was full of worry: "Miranda, you know, you are not alone."

"I’m your trusted friend. Although Croash and Misadun are from the North, they can’t change our friendship. You still have Teacher Chatier, and maybe Lord Sonia in the fortress . And, Raphael that kid..."

Cohen's voice instantly weakened.

He realized that he had said the wrong thing again.

The voice of the warning official changed, and he said: "In short, I know you are very strong, no matter what swordsmanship or anything else, but you don't need to face so much alone..."

But Miranda's sharp eyes were cast instantly.

"When you come back this time, you have been deliberately avoiding Raphael's name--until now." Miranda squinted.

Cohen's face stagnated, his heart beating wildly.

Why is this guy so sensitive?

"I didn't deliberately avoid...I'm afraid you are sad. After all, you grew up together and trained together. He left without saying goodbye..."

But before he thought of an excuse, Miranda, with a serious expression, went straight to the subject: "He's back? Did he go to you?"

"Why, he will definitely look for you first when he comes back. After all, you are a couple..." Cohen rubbed his head and laughed, "By the way, speaking of this, I think I am the closest Women are pretty good! Do you know, I met a cool girl in Wangdu, who is as fast as lightning with both hands..."

"You have the same habits as Master Jedi," Miranda sighed and interrupted Cohen: "Every time I feel embarrassed, I touch my head."

Cohen's hand froze while touching his head.

"Then use unconscious nagging to change the subject."

The blonde police officer lowered his head in annoyance.

"Korn Karabyan, after we solve these things, we have to talk." Miranda looked serious, she grabbed the saber and tapped Cohen's shoulder with the hilt:

"About Raphael—and what you are hiding."

Cohen snorted and slapped his forehead in pain.

This is what Master Shao said: Weaving a cocoon, but trapping myself in it?

"Go back to our current mission. Cohen, do you feel it," Miranda said flatly: "From the Sword of Disaster, to King Nunn, to the rumors in the city, and the murder of the Star Prince, there is something wrong. ."

"Huh?" Cohen was immersed in frustration, raising his head unclearly.

Miranda tapped the hilt of the sword lightly, thinking deeply:

"The second prince of the stars went to Exeter and was assassinated not far from the fortress. The matter was related to the Sword of Disaster."

"So, the old acquaintance of the former head of the Blade Guard and Master Shao and the same period, Kaslan, send a letter to the Tower of End, we are ordered to come."

"The second prince is now in Longxiao City, facing King Nunn, Kaslan's old employer."

"It just so happens that the Sword of Disaster was also followed by Kaslan in Longxiao City."

In Cohen's eyes, Miranda, who had always been keen, had sharp eyes and a vigilant tone: "What a coincidence, everything is together."

In a mess.

But there seems to be a clue running across the center, connecting everything.

Cohen looked at her foolishly.

Although I don't understand what Miranda is saying... Cohen thought.

The female swordsman suddenly raised her head: "What do you mean?"

One second later, the police officer who reacted immediately coughed twice in embarrassment: "Oh oh oh! Yeah!"

But it feels so amazing...

"Me too... I have a feeling, that, something is wrong!"

Anyway, I just need to nod and agree...

"Behind this, I really feel it," Cohen took a deep breath, his eyes turned dry and sharp, his face was peculiar to the police officer's shrewdness and seriousness, I saw him beat his palms rhythmically. Speak gently:

"There must be a big conspiracy!"

Looking at the way Cohen looked, Miranda sighed helplessly, and shook her head with her eyes closed.

No.

This fool.

It's weird that he feels it.

—

The beard gritted his teeth and looked at Thales in disbelief.

The lid of the pot looked at King Nunn in surprise, then at Thales.

The bald and long-haired men looked at each other and found that each other frowned.

The brunette young man stared at Thales strangely, and stopped talking.

The bet is right.

Thyls breathed a sigh of relief.

He doesn’t know what the current situation is, he’s not sure whether Nunn’s attitude towards him has changed, he doesn’t understand the personalities and characteristics of the princes...

But...

Tyles smiled, and he raised his head, his eyes sweeping aggressively over the five princes.

None of them dared to bear the blood debt of killing the Star Prince alone.

With the oath of the throne, Kessel built the shield for him still solid.

Prior to King Nunn’s statement that he wanted him to commit suicide, the princes were all watching the show.

But if this "honour" is their turn...

It's like a class of people wanting to do a bad thing, and avoiding the consequences, often either secretly sneaking up or making a collective roar.

But no one would dare to go it alone.

"Candy star," his beard was fierce, and it seemed that the hatred with Thales could not be solved: "We've heard your story a long time ago. It's treacherous and cunning, and the mind is deep. It's not like a child... It seems to be right."

"Enough, let's end the temptation of a seven-year-old kid," the pot cover head said in a playful expression: "I dare to bet the six counties in the territory of the reconstruction tower, this kid will definitely become our confidant in the future."

Tentative? Thales frowned.

But the words of the pot cover head were immediately interrupted.

"No."

"It's really an interesting idea." Under the surprised eyes of all the princes, King Nunn broke the silence for a while, and a cold light appeared from his eyes: "Duel."

"Where did you hear this statement?"

Tyles slowly regained the sense of stability in his heart. He calmed his breathing and said to King Nunn: "Your king's election meeting, and the black sand collar's inheritance duel."

"Black Sand collar, huh!" Nunn VII made no secret of the hatred on his face: "That **** Rumba also asked me to provide a base and supply for the black sand collar to **** you."

The princes quickly exchanged a few glances.

This reminded Thales again of the "collaborator" of Duke Black Sand.

"A hypocritical and ridiculous guy," King Nunn said gloomily, "Don't he know that half of my blood debt is on him?"

The expressions of the five grand princes did not move.

King Nunn has a solemn face, a palm is clasped on the table, and the ring in his hand makes a sharp sound.

"Boom!"

Everyone was taken aback.

"Duel, why not."

Then, with the wonderful faces of the princes, King Nunn turned to them: "Who among you is willing to fight for me to prove your loyalty to the king?"

"Stained with his blood, you should be able to let go of your scruples and stand with Longxiao City, right?"

Tyles clenched his teeth.

But he seemed to grasp Nunn's rhythm gradually.

The expressions of the princes became extremely strange.

But King Nunn did not give them a chance to reply.

"Rebion Olesiu, my loyal Grand Duke Welland," King Nunn turned to the beard that had always been malicious to Thales, and said lightly: "Go, in a duel, Bring me victory and revenge."

Wayland collar... Thales took him to heart.

Three hundred years ago, the location of the Battle of Dawn.

Grand Duke Olesiu looked at King Nunn and then at Thales.

The traveler watched his face change again and again.

"I thought you were just testing him... Nunn," Grand Duke Olesiu frowned deeply: "Our previous discussion is already clear. Everyone is willing to swallow the flesh of the stars, but everyone I don’t want to see the endless total war...Are you really going to kill this prince here?"

Thyls felt relieved.

Test...

It's really a temptation.

My life... seems to be saved.

But then he was taken aback again.

Listening to this, these six people have been discussing the issue of sending troops to war?

"Is that bad? I even sent Nicolai in advance to tie him to Dragon City to parade!" Nunn gave a scary and crazy smile: "I lost the orthodox heir, Walton. It’s also destined to decline. Do one last thing for Exeter, okay?"

The faces of the five grand princes are getting ugly.

Thyls tried to substitute himself into the Duke's situation, which is easy to understand.

Because the Star Kingdom, which had no heir before, faced almost the same situation.

A king whose behavior is unpredictable.

"Olesiu, what he is holding is your sword after all," King Nunn continued quietly: "Moreover, more than six hundred years ago, it was not Tormund Canxing who took his army. Did you drive your family and drive Olesiu from the ancient Chauvin land that was ruled by generations to the north, and build the Everstar City in your family’s old land?"

"Kill him, surely you can also glorify your family?"

Olesiu chuckled.

"If you are going to war with your troops--Wailandling is willing to advance and retreat with Longxiao City, and be loyal to the Dragon Spear banner, my King," Olesiu slowly touched his beard and shook his head:" But definitely not in this way...you can't force me to carry the blood on your back."

"Huh, dear Duke Olesiu, don't want to be bloody?" Thales smiled coldly, and replies to what he said just now: "I'm afraid of death after saying so much?"

Olesiu spoke, only to see Thales' expressions getting worse.

King Nunn sneered and turned to the sarcasm and ridicule of the ruthless lid: "What about you, Grand Duke Reconstructed Tower, Parsius Trudida? Kill him, and we will stand together from now on."

To rebuild the tower...Talston remembered that Rumba story.

"I refuse." The Grand Duke Trudida with the lid of the pot reacted very quickly, "You can't ask me to do this,"

He shook his head vigilantly and said: "Trudida supports the war against the stars for only one reason: that is to rebuild the tower to get the most benefit in the war. But if I kill this kid myself, I will be forced To bear the enemy’s hatred is obviously not worth the loss."

"The cheapest war caused by this must be Rumba, and the blood debt is always carried by the murderer." Trudida raised his hand and laughed: "If there is benefit, no risk, we will send troops. , Otherwise why are we going to this muddy water?"

"You are really the most honest person I have ever met, Trudida," the bald prince sighed. Before King Nunn could speak, he replied, "Your words are selfish. Shameless and reasonable and true, therefore, I cannot refute it."

"For the same reason, I, Rogers Lecco from the Guardian City..." The bald Grand Duke Lecco said lightly, turning around, and a bright flash of light reflected from his head: "Anyway, whoever loves to kill him? —It is still a trivial matter to spread the total war for no reason, and I don’t want to get the blood debt of Canxing."

Thyls watched these princes coldly, watching them arguing in front of His Majesty and outsiders, like no one else...like a previous life neighbor aunt who met downstairs and chattered.

And, this scene...

Thyls frowned: Why is it so familiar?

"Okay, I understand the weight of the Northland," Thales gave a chuckle, satirically looked at the bald Grand Duke Lecco, replied with the same words, and looked at the beard-faced Austria with contempt. Grand Duke Lexiu: "And your way to the North."

Neither prince answered him, but just looked away.

"Hmph, if this kid didn't come to apologize, we don't have to be so embarrassed, right?" Nunn VII sneered, "Will you just send troops southward in the name of revenge for my son?"

The princes did not answer.

But Thales already knows the answer.

"Couricun Ronnie?" King Nunn looked at the long-haired man and slowly said: "Go and kill him, and Dragon City will fully support the benefits that Ronnie family can obtain in the war. ."

"Doing this to a child who hasn't grown hair underneath is tarnishing my honor," the long-haired man, Grand Duke Ronnie snorted, "Although Qiyuan City is far away from the threat of stars, Luo The Ni family also has its own pride."

The more Thales listened, the more obvious he felt.

The tone of the princes speaking to the king...

Through the most intuitive and direct contact, he quickly realized that Exter and the stars were fundamentally different in the relationship between kings and vassals.

The Grand Duke and the co-elected king are almost on the same level. Those who are acquainted with each other, those with power, and even the king are not polite.

Compared to the stars... Thales remembered that in the Hall of Stars, the vassals of the six giants and thirteen noble families knelt and kissed Kessel's ring.

It seems that the princes of Exter really have become a nation on their own, and the power in their hands...far beyond our expectations. Thales remembered Putila's evaluation.

I am afraid the same is true in strength.

"Enough!"

The last young brunette sighed,

"I am the lord of Fengzhao City, Conkley Perfeet, Your Highness of the Stars, I am sorry to let you see this." The brown-haired young man turned his head and smiled apologetically at Thales, then immediately He worriedly said to King Nunn: "Your Majesty, I understand your anger, but please also consider the future of the kingdom... The prince of the stars is already here. We have lost the legitimate reason for sending troops, and killing him will only make Things get worse."

Noon didn't answer.

He glanced around at the Grand Duke, then glanced at Thales, before speaking in a deep and heavy voice.

"You are really a bunch of cowards," Nunn VII said solemnly: "Even I have agreed, but you are still afraid of war, not even the blood of a child."

Because of your approval, it is suspicious.

Thyls said silently.

"The North is never proud of killing children." Grand Duke Ronnie of Qiyuan City responded indifferently.

"Very well, then the meeting will be adjourned." King Nunn said with a cold face and ended this strange meeting. He looked at Thales, with unrelenting indifference and hatred in his eyes: " Put down that ridiculous sword, Prince Star, you don’t need to use it at night."

"Huh?" Thales was taken aback: "Occasion at night? What occasion?"

"What else can there be?" The king of Exter stared at the five princes coldly, "Since these cowards refuse to pay, what choice do we have?"

"Go get ready~IndoMTL.com~ to come to your welcome dinner."

"Tyles Canxing."

The king left his last sentence in the most annoying tone, and left his seat without looking back.

The princes looked at each other and stood up with different expressions.

Tyles stared at everything in front of him blankly.

This... is over?

"I said," Olesiu walked to Thales with the bearded Grand Duke Welland, his expression still ugly: "When will you hold my sword?"

"Dang Cang!"

The sword in Thales's hand fell to the ground.

The palm of his hand is numb.

When Thales walked out of the stone hall without incident and saw Lord Mike waiting for him, he realized that in such a cold day, he had been sweating unconsciously.

Even the legs are almost not their own.

Thyls exhaled deeply as if he had just finished off-road running, pressing his knees.

Damn it.

Northlanders.

"Please come with me, Your Royal Highness," Lord Mike said without expression, "I will take you to your room and get ready for the evening dinner."

"Your entourage will also be at the banquet."

Thyls suddenly raised his hand, stopping Mike's movement.

"Before this, can you take me to find Lord Nicolai and the Marquis of Shreis," under Mike's deep gaze, Thales gave a weird smile: "Arrived in the dragon sky Along the way before the city, I was taken care of by both of them a lot."

"Huh?" Mike said softly, expressing his doubts.

"For their deep affection," Thales' expression became ugly. He raised his head and said firmly: "I must thank them both face-to-face, sincere, serious, careful, and vigorously."

...The whole family.