Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 48: Huge threat

"Sure enough, as I said, everything you wanted was done."

Sluis' expression was indifferent, as if he had forgotten the blade in front of his throat, he saw his gaze passing by Putilai beside Thales, and nodded thoughtfully: "Congratulations, you gotta take off ——Also you, your deputy, I don’t know if you are here to visit..."

Slaes knew that the thin man in front of him was a key figure in the Star Mission.

Just talk to him...

But Putila said nothing, with a cold expression, just waiting quietly for their prince's words.

Thyls smiled: "Okay, Lord Marquis."

"Stop looking at Putila—I'm the one who came to discuss business with you today."

Slées spoke, he looked at Thales in a daze, his eyes constantly changing.

Even when he first met the prince, he had no such expression.

"So," Schlesz seemed to have recovered his previous demeanor and manners from the sudden attack. He cleared his throat and smiled and said, "Why are you in danger again?"

He took a deep breath, glanced at the sword front on his neck, thought about the current situation, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Although it is not very friendly to say that, but..."

"I have a dedicated regular contact person. According to the advance plan, once they lose my news, the first choice is generally to notify the Grand Duke of Rumba."

Nicolai frowned.

I saw the Marquis of Bermora of Comus turning to Thales, showing a bitter expression, and sighed: "Look, you are taking a risk."

"Yes," Thales nodded and waved his hand to Nicolai, motioning him to step back: "So, I came here to find you at the risk of exposing myself."

"Just as a few hours ago, you took the risk and picked me up in person." Thales' eyes narrowed:

"Master Marquis."

The Kangmas man showed a helpless expression.

"I understand your feelings. This is a sad embassy journey," Shrei sighed helplessly: "You finally got out of trouble, you are depressed, and want to get some interest back..."

"No."

Thyls interrupted him.

"I have limited time," the second prince said lightly: "So I will make a long story short."

Slaes was startled slightly.

The second prince took a step forward and climbed onto a stool in front of the desk, trying to keep his sight at the same level as Schlese who was being held captive: "First, when you came to pick me up, you told me : If I give up returning to the Palace of Valor, you can send me out of the city quietly, and even return to the stars."

Slaes rolled his eyes and smiled politely.

"That was a decision you made privately with Rumba behind your back." Thales whispered.

"So, you are Rumba's partner, but you are not his subordinate. You don't obey his orders and don't have to be loyal to him."

"Otherwise," Thales curled up his lips: "Why didn't he send his elite soldiers to protect you?"

The Marquis of Schlesy nodded his head in a friendly expression, as if politely.

"I understand."

"Do you want me to betray the relationship with the Grand Duke of Lombard? Turn to help you?" The Marquis thought for a while, calmly said: "This is not a small request, if it is revealed by him..."

Thyls shook his head.

"Your contract with Rumba has been completed," the prince stared at his face earnestly: "King Nunn is dead-contract spirit, remember?"

The Marquis' eyes moved slightly.

"I want to do a business with you, Lord Marquis," the prince whispered: "Business is naturally a win-win-the affirmation is over the cost."

As soon as this statement was made, the room was quiet for a moment.

Slées raised one corner of his mouth, his eyes gleaming:

"Business?"

He pondered for a few seconds, then raised his head, ignoring the fact that he was being held captive, smiling brightly: "What do you want?"

Thyls also smiled:

"I need information,"

"Information, huh, huh," Shrei nodded, thoughtfully: "Since it's a business, what are you going to exchange for it?"

Intelligence.

Exchange.

Tyles took a breath and suddenly remembered Kevin Deere's creeper manor and the **** night.

It's obviously not long, but it feels like it's far away.

He regained his senses, and smiled at the well-behaved Shireis: "Don't worry, my price is fair, and you will definitely make a profit."

Slaes lowered his head slightly, his eyes widened: "Oh? I am looking forward to it."

"I will use a more important piece of information," Thales said with a solemn expression, "Exchange your information."

Slaes blinked: "So it's..."

Next second.

"My information is," Thales exhaled, inexplicably thinking of the old man named Chris, the butler of the blood race opponent, and then looked straight into the eyes of Schlese: "Your life is pinching Our hands."

The prince smiled and said: "Is this information enough?"

Slaes' face froze.

One second.

Two seconds.

Sluis exhaled and shrugged: "I thought you really wanted to do business with me, not..."

"Thinking about it," Thales still smiled: "This business is very profitable."

Sluis sighed in a low voice, but the words refused to give up.

"Business is not done like this," the Marquis squinted his eyes, seemingly not worried: "You have already gotten into Exeter, and you can’t protect yourself, and Kang Mas is willing to lend a helping hand, such as sending you out ——As said before..."

Thyls's face was cold.

"King Nunn is dead," he said coldly: "These people who swear to defend him have to withstand the humiliation of a hand."

"As an accomplice, should you bear some responsibility?"

Sluice's words paused.

He looked at Thales suspiciously.

"These people?" His Excellency the Marquis narrowed his eyes: "Insults for nothing?"

Nicolae stepped forward coldly.

"You don't seem to realize your situation yet," the meteorite said coldly: "My dear friend Kang Mas."

Sluis heard this voice.

He gave a slight shock first, and then carefully quantified the makeup of Nicolai.

A few seconds later, the face of the Marquis became extremely ugly.

He recognized the man with unnaturally dark skin.

"Ah, Lord Nicolai!" Shroud twitched awkwardly, his expression wonderful and painful:

"You actually still..."

"Alive?" Nicolai took him disdainfully.

Slaes's face became stiff, and his voice heaved: "Haha, haha, this, this is another surprise..."

"Yes," Nicolai sneered, his eyes full of hatred and anger: "Your Majesty Nunn..."

Not waiting for Nicolai to finish, in the next instant, Shreis changed his face at a thunderous rate.

"I reconsidered, Your Highness Thales!"

The Lord Marquis turned his head and looked at Thales solemnly.

"This is indeed a good business." Shroud said earnestly.

"What do you want to know about Rumba?" His words are fluent and smooth, his tone is sincere and warm, and his emotions are real and natural: "I will do my best to help you out."

Raphael smiled on one side.

Nicolai let out a sigh of discontent.

Thyls sighed and looked at Putila, who gave him a positive look.

The prince turned to the enlightened Lord Marquis and nodded to Raphael.

Raphael put down his blade.

The Marquis breathed a sigh of relief.

"You once said that Rumba has a unique vision and tolerance," Thales frowned. "And Rumba also said that he wants to save Exeter."

The prince raised his head, his eyes solemn:

"Why do you say that?"

Silais raised his eyebrows.

God.

I thought he was going to ask some evidence of Rumba’s king-killing, or key people...

But, this question...

"You won't understand," Shrei shook his head, and sighed: "Many people take this as nonsense—in fact, I still don’t understand..."

Tyles narrowed his eyes.

"Tell me, see if I can understand," the star prince said calmly: "Why and why does Rumba want to'save' Exter?"

The Marquis of Conmas looked at Thales steadily.

Emotions rolled in his eyes.

A few seconds later, Shreis gave a chuckle.

He said softly: "Because for him-Rumba sees the real threat, and there is danger."

In this room, whether it's Raphael, Putila, or Nicolet, all are slightly startled.

Only one person did not respond.

"The real threat?" Thales asked rhetorically with a constant expression.

"Yes, an unprecedented and unstoppable threat." Shreis seemed to be willing to take it away. He raised his eyebrows and didn't expect the people in the room to understand: "Enough to defeat and destroy the entire Exeter. Threat."

"The other princes are ignorant or don't want to notice."

"Only Charman Rumba saw it and made decisive choices and actions before the threat came."

Thyls shook his hands gently.

It's getting closer.

Now...

"In order to face this terrible and terrifying threat," Thales said softly, repeatedly afraid of awakening something: "He must unite all of Exeter~IndoMTL.com~ right? "

"For example, the four grand princes in the Palace of Valor?"

"Like Longxiao City?"

Thyls raised his eyes, his eyes sharp as a knife: "Because this is not a terrible threat that any of them can resist alone-it is unprecedented, and will even change our history forever."

At that moment, Shreis was really stunned.

It's like getting to know this prince for the first time.

"Have you guessed it?" Shrei murmured: "But..."

Tyles interrupted him coldly: "It's just a guess, I still need you to confirm it personally."

The prince squeezed his fist, remembering everything Xiao Slick had said to him.

Mindis III.

A century of chess game.

The foundation of all ages.

Thyls squinted his eyes and asked the last question: "That huge threat."

"What is it?"

Sluis seems to have recovered from his surprise at Thales.

He exhaled a long breath, then frowned.

A few seconds later, Shrei's brows relaxed.

He smiled.

"His Royal Highness Thales, in fact, you have already figured it out," Shreis slowly shook his head and smiled: "What has Charman Rumba done for a long time?"

Tyles' eyes became more and more serious.

Just listen to Shilaisi with deep meaning, quietly said: "What kind of existence is in this world..."

"It can stun the unmatched dragon kingdom..."

"Threatens the future survival of the No. 6 power in the West..."

"We will inherit the great Northern Way and establish the Kingdom of Exeter for more than 600 years..."

"Push the unprecedented moment of life and death?"

(End of this chapter)

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