Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 89: A bargaining chip that cannot be rejected

Thyls stared at the black ring ugly.

The triumph of the "Poison Emperor".

He didn't know what emotion to face this incident.

The ups and downs, the wonderful reversal at the end, the duel that can be said to be related to the fate of the two countries, actually...

"So," a few seconds later, he said with difficulty: "In a duel, you are... so ‘triumphal’?"

King Nunn smiled slightly, his eyes sly and happy.

"As you said," he returned Thales' words just now to the second prince intact: "After all, what about such a big country, what if there is a mistake?"

Thyls' thoughts were in confusion.

He just built up the image of the heroic, heroic, old but heroic Nunn VII from the duel in his heart.

It collapsed.

Instead, there was an old king who was scheming and scheming, turning his ring behind a long table.

"Remember, Little Thales," King Nunn said meaningfully: "A king should never be hot-headed, use impulse instead of reason, and resort to unsure gambles only for pleasure-you Not just yourself, but the entire country."

Thyls ignored his words, and his brain was spinning fast at the moment.

After a long while, Thales recovered from the shock and tried to grasp a few clues from the chaotic thinking.

According to his understanding of the Northland along the way, once this secret is leaked, King Nunn will become a target of swearing by thousands.

This is enough to destroy the reputation of the Walton family, end the rule of Dragon City, and even endanger the dignity of the entire Kingdom of Exeter and all the people of the North.

But...

Thyls turned his head and looked at King Nunn, who was silent and complex, and said in disbelief, "Why tell me?"

Shouldn't this be the top secret that rots in the stomach forever and brought it into the grave?

"Do you know how serious this secret is?" Thales felt his heart beat faster, and unconsciously squeezed his fist.

However, King Nunn just looked at Thales unhurriedly, with a happy smile—not even the serious nervousness of being known.

"Of course," King Nunn snorted lightly, without paying attention to himself: "This is the biggest tarnishment to the Northland Road, even disrespect to the gods and contempt for the princes."

"Even the most humble Northlanders will disregard the king they once loved the most. Once the new king comes to the throne, he can use this reason to expel the Walton family forever. The ranks of the Grand Duke."

After speaking, King Nunn narrowed his eyes and looked at Thales with a deep expression.

"Now, you know the secret, don't you?" The king said in a playful tone.

Thyls frowned. He held King Nunn's gaze, his doubts and anxiety deepened.

"Your Majesty Nunn, you, what do you want to do?"

At that moment, Thales felt that the old man in front of him was like a dark whirlpool, bottomless.

And he himself is like a flat boat in a whirlpool.

In a few seconds.

"This is a sincerity."

The old king said lightly.

"Sincere?" Thales repeated suspiciously.

King Nunn scooped up a glass of wine and took a sip in time.

"I gave a bargaining chip," King Nunn had a calm expression and a calm tone:

"As long as you hold this bargaining chip, the Walton family will be wiped out at any time."

"What do you mean?" Thales's confusion continued to grow.

At this moment, King Nunn's words changed again.

"You seem to have mentioned it to Nicolai before," King Nunn didn't care about Thales' expression, he whispered:

"After you cooperated with me to find the black hand, would you like to ask me some benefits?"

Thyls frowned and gritted his teeth slightly.

"This is what you call a benefit?" Thales asked with some difficulty.

"Of course not, how can this be considered a benefit," King Nunn laughed and said, "This will only make you uneasy--especially when you are still in Dragon City, within my rule--for this secret , You will always worry about your safety."

Tyles took a deep breath, only feeling dry.

He feels like sitting on pins and needles at the moment.

"The Dragon Spear family has never been stingy," the old king put aside his smile, his words only made Thales' heart chill: "So, after seeing it yesterday afternoon, are you satisfied with your'reward'?"

Thyls looked up sharply.

"Yesterday afternoon?" Thales frowned.

"Yes," King Nunn looked at him deeply: "Yesterday afternoon."

The expression on Thales's face changed.

Yesterday afternoon.

After he got out of the chamber, he got lost in the Palace of Valor, and then...

Then.

"Why, do you think a foreign prince who has just arrived?" Under Thales' incredible gaze, the old king stroked the ring on his hand and spoke slowly:

"Able to wander freely and unconstrained in my Palace of Valor?"

King Nunn glanced at Thales, his eyes flashed sharply: "You just happened to stroll into Nicaru's library?"

There was a squeak in Thales's heart, stupefied in place.

"It was Mike who deliberately led you there," King Nunn said calmly:

"So you have met my granddaughter, Thales."

The next second, Thales sat blankly on the steps, listening to the calm King Nunn whispered:

"Your future wife..."

"And the Queen."

The hall is quiet again.

Thyls stayed in a daze.

In his mind, the scene in the library appeared.

The spiteful little princess who beats and scolds servants at will, Alex Walton.

But there was another figure that was even more impressive—the sloppy little girl with black-rimmed glasses and a dusty face, lying on the ground reading a book.

Little slippery head.

King Nunn did not speak any more, he took another sip of wine without a hassle.

Tyles spent a whole minute to sort out the current situation.

"Why, what's the matter?" Thales was breathing fast, and he raised his head: "What do you mean?"

King Nunn took a breath and looked up at the fireplace on the other side of the hall.

Looking at the ledge on the fireplace, the hideous weapon passed down from the hero Nekaru to the Walton family.

The Soul Slaughter Gun.

"In the lie you told Olesiu and them, at least one sentence was right," King Nunn's eyes burned with unknown emotions:

"For Walton's continuation..."

The old king turned his head, his sharp eyes fixed on Thales, his expression firm:

"I must bet on a strong man, a future king."

Tyles paled, his fists clenched tighter and tighter.

He suddenly figured out something.

King Nunn did not speak, he was waiting for Thales' response.

"The Waltons are dying," After a while, Thales said silently:

"Do you want to use marriage to force the Canopy Star Royal Family and the Star Kingdom to preserve the survival of the Dragon Spear Family?"

"You want me to marry your granddaughter," Thales raised his tone unconsciously:

"Let me, let the Star Kingdom take over this burden?"

King Nunn held his wine glass and looked at the soul-slaughtering gun.

He snorted slightly, seemingly disapproving.

"No," the king's old voice resounded again: "What I have given you is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

"A bargaining chip that cannot be rejected."

Talston was an exciting spirit.

"Think about what you can get," King Nunn's eyes are full of deep and cold:

"As a blood relative of the Duke of Longxiao City, the highest royal family of the stars..."

"Since then I have been able to intervene in the internal affairs of the Kingdom of Exeter."

At that moment, Thales' heart was cold.

"You and my granddaughter’s offspring, there is one person who will inherit Walton’s surname and rights, and become the future Duke of Dragon City," King Nunn’s tone was cold, as if he was saying something that had nothing to do with him Thing:

"And you, Thales Star, you will do what neither the oath-keeper Midiel IV nor the hero Sarah can do."

"You will become the supreme king of the Star Kingdom..." King Nunn's face remained unchanged, and he said the words that made Thales upset:

"Also the regent of Longxiao City, the first territory in the Kingdom of Exeter."

Tyles stared at King Nunn in a daze.

Even if he has memories that are incompatible with the rest of the world, even if his brain is working wildly, he can't react to the news immediately.

"And before that," the old king's face became more serious than ever:

"If you still want to hold the Walton family as a bargaining chip, you also want to use Dragon City to constrain the Kingdom of Exeter..."

Thyls let out a sigh of relief and took the words of King Nunn:

"Star Kingdom and I must do our best to ensure the rule and status of the Walton family in Dragon City, and protect the Dragon Spear family from extinction, right?"

King Nunn smiled satisfied.

"If the new king in the future intends to deprive the Walton family of rights with the excuse of ‘no male heir’, he will have to weigh it," Nunn VII continued:

"The attitude of the Westland Shield to the south—he moved your cheese."

King Nunn showed firm eyes: "What you need to do is to show the existence of the stars and maintain the rule of the Walton family-even if there is only one little girl left, even if other princes oppose her no matter how much. You will be able to reap the greatest chips and advantages when facing Exeter in the future."

"This can also strengthen the weight and status of the Canstar family in the country, and increase the reputation of the royal family-given your current situation."

Thyls suddenly remembered the conversation between Gilbert and Serena Corleone when Gilbert used a scheme to make an agreement with Serena Corleone when he first arrived in Mindith Hall.

"Use the bond of interest to win allies," Thales unconsciously reiterated Gilbert's words in a low voice: "This is the essence of politics."

"I can live for another eight or nine years, when the stars should initially recover," King Nunn nodded approvingly: "After that, the last direct descendant of the Walton family, my granddaughter, you Wife..."

"I will leave it to you for shelter."

Thyls didn't say anything for a long time.

Marriage.

Stars and Exeter.

The star and Walton.

"What if I say'no'?" He raised his head coldly and looked at King Nunn: "What if I don't want to be drawn into this dangerous quagmire?"

"Dancers with dragons often have their lives hanging by a thread," the second prince said lightly: "So far, people who want to ally with me have either caused me a miserable or miserable one. ."

Also-Thales remembered what Jen Kevin Deere had said to him on the day he set off northward-with the jackal on the same boat, there must be a risk of overturning the boat.

King Nunn stared at him, strange and indistinguishable colors in his blue eyes.

Thyls looked at the king without showing any weakness.

"This has nothing to do with your wishes," Finally, the old king slowly nodded:

"The letter crow with the king's warrant will fly to Star City tomorrow-your father will decide this."

Thyls trembled involuntarily.

"If he...my father wouldn't agree," Thales gritted his teeth and heard his hoarse voice: "Don't agree to bring the stars into this quagmire?"

"Oh, this," the old king replied nonchalantly: "I gave you the secret of'Triumph,' didn't I."

Tyles' pupils shrank and looked at him blankly.

"The stars can use this bargaining chip to destroy the Walton family at any time-this is enough to win him," King Nunn spoke slowly in his old and strong voice:

"You have found a treasure, and you may abandon it because it is a trap, but when you also have the ability to destroy it... will you still be persuaded by your own concerns and choose to abandon it?"

Thyls was speechless for a while.

In the face of such a King Exter, in the face of such a situation, even if he was as exquisite as him, he felt "unable to resist".

His instinct also told him—King Kessel would definitely agree to such a covenant.

"But the effectiveness of the bargaining chip'Triumph' will gradually fade with your death," Thales took a deep breath and followed the old king's words:

"The benefits of using'Triumph' will be smaller and smaller. In contrast, Kessel...my father will definitely be more inclined to the benefits of marriage, and tend to be stronger Support Walton to ensure Walton's position..."

"And harvest a nail nailed into the dragon kingdom, to change the star kingdom's decline after the Scarlet Year!" King Nunn raised his eyebrows, scooped a glass of wine in the barrel again, and poured it into his throat .

"I guess the nobles in Exeter will not be happy," Thales said sullenly:

"Include every Grand Duke."

"Of course not—every one of them can't wait to watch Walton fall." King Nunn's eyes flashed, and he put down the wine glass and wiped his mouth.

"But I am the king of Exter, and I will remove the last obstacle for our cooperation," King Nunn answered him calmly: "The men of the age of service in Dragon City, in the future Years will never be peaceful-solving Rumba is just the beginning."

Thyls figured it out instantly.

From Nicolai's temptation to the so-called "test" the king gave him.

"So," Thales said with a sigh: "You have already calculated everything."

"Don't confuse me with those shameless conspiracy scum," King Nunn snorted dissatisfiedly: "This is not a conspiracy, but—to use a Far Eastern term—you cannot refuse Yangmou."

"Yes," Thales lowered his head, and an unspeakable sense of loss rose from the bottom of his heart: "All these calculations, conspiracies and conspiracies... or something like that."

"You are all good at this."

Like the first time he met the King Kessel in Mindith Hall, Thales once again felt the helplessness and powerlessness of the fate and choice being firmly in the hands of others.

The powerless feeling of drifting with the flow, drifting with the wind.

Wang Nunn watched him quietly.

For a while, under the light of the fire, the old king spoke slowly.

"You are a special child, Thales," King Nunn sighed, with a clear sense of vicissitudes in his voice: "I can feel it--you have the sharpness and determination of Suril at the same time, and Sur’s unrealistic."

Keen and firm.

Unrealistic.

"Hmph, thanks for the compliment," Thales replied wearily, and chuckled: "I think, you think the latter is more?"

Talking about the two deceased King Nunn, he took a faint breath and exhaled it slowly.

"You are not weak, Thales, even if you are only this age," the old king said earnestly: "From my observations of you, and Nicolai and their rewards-you are a survivor. , You have all the qualities to become a strong, but what you need is time and tempering."

King Nunn clenched his fingers into a fist and knocked his left heart: "And a heart that is hard enough, cold and unwavering."

A hard, cold, unwavering heart?

Thyls frowned. He couldn't bear it anymore, and asked, "Don't you feel tired? The court, the country, the archduke, the conspiracy, the trick, the assassination, all these... God knows what the **** is Still waiting for you."

Escape from Red Square Street... until now.

Magicist, Blood Bottle Gang, Blood Race, Iris, Black Prophet, Six Giants, Exter...

Faced with malice again and again, faced crises, and faced upsetting conspiracies and calculations.

Even though Thales struggled again and again during the period, he felt that he was almost reaching his limit.

This rhythm of life makes Thales exhausted-even the life of a beggar in the abandoned house did not make him feel such a "difficult road ahead".

"I guess." At this point, Thales hesitated, but blurted out: "If Prince Morar is really the kind of person Perfit said, he will feel tired."

King Nunn's expression slowly froze, and deep emotions rolled in his eyes.

There was a few seconds of silence in the court.

"You feel tired. This is normal. Everyone will be tired." King Nunn finally spoke slowly.

"For us, when you feel tired, want to stop, or even want to give up, you will feel..." He clutched his injured shoulder and gasped roughly in pain. Tone: "Pain."

"Whether it is the pain of being caught in a wave, the pain of powerlessness, or the pain of the enemy seeing you are weak and deceiving."

King Nunn pursed his lips, seeming to remember something:

"The pain that goes deep into your bones pushes you back to the battlefield of boredom, and continues to go back and forth in fatigue and pain until you get used to it all."

"This is what we are born to bear, not just us," the old king continued with a blank expression:

"Before becoming the Grand Duke, Olesiu was poisoned by his half-brother twice; Trudida married the daughter of a hill barbarian leader as his wife, only to open up a piece of his barren rebuilt tower Sighing for the wasteland in the mountains; the old bald Lecco once reluctantly married his youngest daughter to Kang Mars in order to maintain his finances, until she tragically died in a foreign land; Ronnie personally ordered the execution of six people on the territory on the day he became the Grand Duke. The domineering earls and viscounts were the people his father trusted the most during his lifetime; and Rumba even stabbed the sword into the heart of his brothers in front of everyone, and took the place of the Grand Duke's ruthless existence-but they all repeatedly , Returning in pain and fatigue."

"Are you too? Returning from pain and fatigue?" Thales lowered his eyes: "For example, your son?"

Ten seconds~IndoMTL.com~King Nunn did not speak.

"Do you know Suriel, my eldest son, the man most hopeful to inherit this position," After the silence, King Nunn raised his head and stared at the prestigious soul-killing gun: "He died at ten Two years ago."

Thyls was taken aback for a moment.

"Alex...Miss's father?" He hesitated and asked carefully: "I heard Lord Mike say that he died in a hunting accident..."

"No," this time, King Nunn quickly interrupted the second prince, his face was pale: "The accident is just our external statement."

Tyles frowned slightly and held his breath again.

"During the hunt, he died of an assassination with ulterior motives," the old king said in a usual tone: "To be precise..."

"It's an assassin from your stars."

Hearing this, Thales gave a sudden shock.