Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 77: Who is coming (below)

After a few seconds.

"Ha! You underestimate the character of the Northlanders, Empire," Grand Duke Olesiu shook his head and sneered: "You don't even know Nunn, when he was young..."

But Thales heard the emotion in his words.

It's not as firm as before.

It's a kind of self-persuasion of "no, no" after the wife first learned of her husband's affair.

"Are you so confident in your majesty's personality?" The second prince raised his head, his eyes burning.

"Stop provoking, you don't understand Nunn," Olesiu turned his head, his tone seemed full of resentment: "Our relationship is closer than you think."

"I heard that when he was young, he might be a good king, bold and righteous, and even sacrificed his life to protect an unknown man," Thales said softly, indifferently: "He is from the North, but before that, King Nunn is a person first, and he will get old too."

Grand Duke Olesiu looked at him fixedly.

"This is what Nunn’s most trusted person told me, I met him in his tavern," the traverser talked and laughed: "The famous former commander of the Blade Guard, Kaslan Rumba, I believe that you are more familiar with him than I, and that he is more familiar with your Majesty than you."

"The old man always wants to arrange things behind him...By the way, this is what the Duke of the North of the Star said. He is responsible for assassinating the part of the star in the action of Prince Moral."

Exit out of context.

This is what it means.

Thyls sighed silently.

Grand Duke Olesiu did not speak, but his face was expressionless.

"And you also saw his performance in the Chamber," Thales said with a bleak look: "What do you expect a widow old man who has lost his only son and the last hope of the family?"

Silence.

Until Olesiu took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly.

"It's just your conjecture." The bearded man's voice is low: "Everything is based on the absurd inference that'Nun is rational to hold back the pain of losing a child'."

Tails Nunu mouth.

Olesiu's thinking is still very clear.

But Thales cocked his mouth in his heart.

He let out a sigh of relief.

It's time.

He wants to add the last weight to the conversation.

"If you have to wait until there is evidence," Thales sighed: "Just wait for the arrival of King Chaman."

Grand Duke Olesiu's beard trembled slightly.

"Furthermore, at the time of the stars, the special envoy of Exeter, Baron Russell, who was on a mission to our country," Thales lowered his gaze, "We heard some information in the post."

Olesiu looked suspicious: "That Rumba pawn?"

"It seems that Rumba is not the real mastermind of murdering King Nunn's son," Thales nodded, showing a mysterious smile: "The murderer of Prince Moral is someone else."

This is a silence much longer than any previous one.

Thyls stared motionlessly at Grand Duke Olesiu in front of him.

Watching his face change from doubt to shock, from shock to thought.

Will it be him?

Finally, Grand Duke Olesiu let out a sigh of relief: "The news from the stars is not..."

"The news from the stars is the news we want you to know!" Thales said indifferently: "Identified the Rumba of the black sand collar for murdering Prince Moral's black hand, so that you will turn your heads against each other. , Killing each other."

"And we are not sure who the murderer is!"

"Don't forget, the only clue that can solve the death of Prince Morar is the confrontation between several star lords in the court. It is impossible to confirm whether it was the hands of the black sand leader."

The pupils of Grand Duke Olesiu gradually tightened.

Obviously, this information was somewhat beyond his expectations.

"This is the'Black Prophet' Morat. It is the means of the Kingdom's Secret Division." Thales shook his head helplessly: "In other words, what you have always believed in, the so-called'Walton and Rumba, Dragon City The hatred with the black sand collar may not exist at all... This means that if Rumba can convince King Nunn, he did not participate in the death of Prince Morar..."

Olesiu stared at Thales in disbelief.

"Nun Walton and Charman Rumba," Thales shrugged and sighed: "They don't have any hatred of losing children, they can form an alliance."

"On the contrary, Nunn will not trust you, because maybe the real murderer..."

Thyls recalled a boy in a blue suit and glasses in the anime from the previous life, pretending to touch the bridge of his nose, then squinted his eyes and pointed at Olesiu decisively!

"It's among you!"

Grand Duke Olesiu's breathing became heavier.

Thyls didn't let off every look on him.

A few seconds later, Grand Duke Welland lowered his head and chuckled softly:

"If these are true," Olesiu's eyes were sharp: "Then they may indeed form an alliance, but you are just talking in vain and there is no evidence."

"The Marquis of Shreis," Thales anticipated Olesiu's reaction, and he did not panic: "The city envoy from Conmas can talk to me all the way."

"From his channel, I inquired: It was the night Nicolai arrived at the barracks in Lombard, the night that greeted me...He released three letter crows in the middle of the night."

"Why don't you go and confirm with him... raising and selling letter crows is also one of Shanliucheng's agency business."

"It's just to welcome an envoy of an enemy country that is about to come...Why do you have to contact Longxiao City three times in the camp of the Black Sands?"

Olesiu's face is already cold.

Thyls turned to him, nodding his head: "At least, one of them is trying to contact each other."

Grand Duke Olesiu pressed his sword on the hilt without speaking.

"If Nunn wants to find allies who can successfully elect the king for the future survival of the Walton family, then neither I nor Ronnie from Qiyuan City is a better choice than Black Sand collar." After the silence, the Grand Duke said calmly.

"And, even if they secretly form an alliance, what can we do? Exter is not a star, we choose our own king! Can Nunn appoint Rumba as heir before he dies?" Olesiu Resolutely asked.

Will there be a sense of appointment? Thales' mind suddenly came up with this sentence for no reason.

It made him laugh.

"No!" Thales interrupted him decisively: "The black sand collar, Charman Rumba, has the greatest advantage to become the next king."

Olesiu didn't speak, he was waiting for the answer from the alien king.

"Your Excellency, do you think that something like Prince Morar has happened, and there are old feuds like the fortress peace treaty, why didn't the war break out between our two countries?" Thales asked indifferently

Olesiu's eyes moved slightly.

"You," the Grand Duke looked at Thales' eyes slowly changing: "You have been sent to Exeter."

"Your father’s oath to the throne, use your safety to ensure that the war will either not break out, or it will break out as you must bet on Exeter’s national power to take it down. The cost is heavy, and no grand prince can face it alone. Right total war."

"In order to contain the black sand collar, King Nunn must stand in the same position with your Canxing and prevent the war..."

Olesiu's face is getting ugly.

Thyls finally smiled:

"Yes, these two factors are the main reasons preventing the war from erupting from Exeter's side. Once they all disappear..."

"Once King Nunn, he will no longer be afraid of the cost of a full-scale war, nor will he mobilize the princes of the country in the name of the king together, and eliminate the worries of each prince's "to the enemy alone"."

"Once King Nunn no longer has the need to curb the expansion of the black sand collar, he even needs to help them expand to ensure that the opponent gets the bargaining chip to choose the king..."

"Rumba, led by the black sands, will undoubtedly become the biggest beneficiary of the war... Near the northern border of the stars, there is the support of Nunn overtly and secretly..."

Olesiu raised his head and stared at the ceiling, Thales couldn't make out his expression.

"Now you know, why does King Nunn want to ask you about the soldiers, and test your attitude towards killing me, right?" Thales lowered his eyebrows.

The noise of the party continued to be heard.

Grand Duke Olesiu lowered his head.

The second prince gave a chuckle:

"I don't know if you are ready," Thales raised his eyebrows and spread his hands: "A homage to'His Majesty King Chaman'?"

"So," Rebion Olesiu looked directly at Thales, but this time, his eyes faded from the previous disgust and hatred, and he became extra serious:

"You have come to me...even if their alliance is only your doubt."

Tyles nodded painfully and sighed heavily:

"Yes, maybe Rumba is still trying to contact King Nunn," he moved his neck, rubbing his hands in annoyance, "maybe they haven't come together yet. Even if they really form an alliance, you still have some relief. Room."

"Nun doubts that you are the murderers of Moral, and that Rumba may become king. These are your losses, Grand Duke Olesiu..."

"But these consequences will not show up so quickly, so don't worry."

"But I'm different." Thales raised his head and looked at Olesiu seriously.

"Once things change like I imagined...Longxiao City and Black Sand collar kidnapped the entire Exeter and started war," the second prince said in a calm tone with a hint of anxiety. Say the following:

"While I am still in Exeter, I will be the first to suffer, and face the judgment of fate earlier than any of you."

"This is why I came to you."

"For my little life," Thales looked at the stiff-faced Grand Duke Olesiu, gritted his teeth and said, "and your future!"

The two fell silent again.

The noise and the crackling of the brazier alternated.

Next moment.

"That's what it means," Grand Duke Olesiu turned to him abruptly, his eyes sharp:

"Do you have any plans, let's say it together."

Thyls snapped his fingers in his heart.

He smiled on Ming's face: "We are still in the palace of King Nunn, and there are not many opportunities to meet and communicate."

"After you have confirmed the details of what I said, if you think what I said is reasonable and you think it is necessary to take some precautions," Thales said lightly: "I bought Sly with a promise. Marquis, he will provide me with news that tonight’s banquet will last until tomorrow morning or even noon."

Grand Duke Olesiu nodded.

"At four o'clock in the morning, the gates of the palace and the gates of Longxiao City will be opened. At that time, the first wave of guests will leave. The guards are as tired as they are. You should avoid their eyes and ears and leave. Feast Hall," Thales said carefully:

"Come to see me in the chamber, I will leave midway, find a reason to rest there."

"There...we finalized a plan that would save my life and make Nunn and Rumba's covenant bankrupt."

Olesiu looked at him steadily.

"I will think about it." The bearded Grand Duke has a complicated expression: "But you know, just think about it."

"Of course," Thales raised his eyebrows: "If you want to come, it's up to you."

The Grand Duke fell silent.

Just when Thales was feeling nervous, Olesiu suddenly chuckled.

"Little devil, maybe you are really a rare and smart person," Grand Duke shook his head: "But I still don't like you."

"It's okay," Thales responded quickly and smiled and said: "Anyway, our star and Olesiu are feuds."

Olesiu glanced at him one last time, his eyes complicated and subtle.

The Grand Duke turned and left.

Wyeah came to Thales.

Tyles watched Olesiu's back disappear into the corner and exhaled abruptly.

He slackened, his whole body slumped, and Huaiya held him gently.

"Your Highness," the attendant whispered: "How?"

"He saw through the relationship between me and Nunn from the beginning," Thales felt his cold sweat, and said with lingering fears: "Fortunately, I changed it a bit..."

He raised his head and looked at Huaia:

"What did Rolf say?"

Wiya hesitated, making a few gestures that he didn't understand.

"Very well, so to speak, the Marquis of Shreis has caught the third Grand Duke," Thales wiped the sweat from his head and shook his head: "You give him this and such a gesture... …"

"Let Putlai pass the note, the next goal is about to begin... I hope that Schlesy's acting skills are good enough, don't make Olesiu doubt it."

A few minutes later, Thales, who had arranged himself, stood in another corridor.

He recalled the character of the next person.

Then made up his mind.

There were footsteps behind him.

The next moment, Thales took a deep breath and turned around.

With Huaiya’s company, he smiled the brightest at people walking in the distance:

"Dear Grand Duke!"

"You know..."

"Who will be the next King of Exeter?"

The next second, Parsius Trudida, with a suspicious expression on his face, stood in front of Thales and frowned.

Three thirty in the morning.

The Hall of Valor, the Chamber.

Tyles sat on the long table where King Nunn was in yesterday's hall, looking at the empty stone hall, feeling a little hairy.

There is only one thing that can overcome his fear of darkness and loneliness.

That is worry and panic about the unknown.

Only the braziers behind him, no matter what, still crackled and burned.

He put his hand on the long table and sighed.

Who will come?

His conversation with the five grand princes finally ended in trepidation.

Olesiu, who was led by Welland, was the first one, which made him particularly nervous, took a long time, and almost failed by breaking through the relationship with Nunn.

Tludida who rebuilt the tower seems cunning and suspicious, but their conversation is faster than the former. Trudida quickly understood what he meant, and revealed deep suspicion in his eyes. To Nunn or to him.

These two southern princes are not the most difficult.

Grand Duke Lecco, who guards the city in the north, is the third person, but this old bald head is the most difficult to deal with. A hint of shrewdness flashes in the seemingly old and faint eyes, but he sniffs at his words until the end is " You must be joking" Thales accompanied the smiling face, and it took a full twenty minutes to finish their conversation.

The conversation with Grand Duke Ronnie in the western city of Qiyuan ended the fastest. This long-haired Duke was taciturn and nodded and shook his head more than breathing, which made Thales always doubt the effect of the conversation. Look at him In that way, Thales suspected that no matter who was the king, he didn't care at all.

Finally, the young grand prince of Fengzhao City, the brunette young man Kangkley Peffert was the friendliest one. He was shocked by what Thales said the most, and he was still in a trance when he left. Unbelievable appearance~IndoMTL.com~ Thales had to comfort him: things haven't happened yet.

It's just... Thales squeezed the pocket watch Putila gave him:

Who would it be?

Who will come...

Who is the one who hired the Sword of Disaster, murdered Moral first, and assassinated the man behind him?

Or... no one showed up at all?

If I really can't find a murderer... Thales gave a wry smile:

I hope King Nunn will burp tonight.

Just now.

"Hum... Hum..."

The sound of footsteps came from outside the stone hall.

Thyls was shocked!

He sits up straight.

It was a heavy, rhythmic footstep.

A moment, walking on the stone bricks.

Slowly approach with the sound of footsteps.

A figure was projected into the stone hall.

It seems that the person here is very tall

The visitor finally walked into the chamber.

Under the shining of the brazier, Thales could see the man's long shawl hair and his serious expression.

His robe is embroidered with a pattern of a book.

The second prince was stunned.

This is his most unexpected candidate.

The brazier is still burning.

The man stopped in front of him.

"I'm here." He said flatly.

Tyles jumped off the chair and frowned.

He still remembered that this serious man in this stone hall refused the order from King Nunn to fight against the Star Prince and kill him.

The reason is "it tarnishes my honor."

And now, he is standing in front of him.

"Hello," the second prince of the stars paused, looking at this stalwart, thin-faced man, and sighed with disappointment:

"Duke Qiyuan City of Exeter."

"Your Excellency Couricun Ronnie."