Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 78: You Yankees!

"Hahahaha..."

Lord Ronnie's ridicule came faintly.

As if responding to Thales.

At that moment, Rumba only felt endless anger in his chest.

Tludida blinked and wanted to talk to Olesiu, but the latter still had a heavy face and said nothing.

Grand Duke Lecco still sits firmly on the square table.

Rumba took a deep breath and forced himself to take his gaze away from Thales.

So.

This is the end.

His next words chilled everyone's hearts.

"I will ask you one last time, princes," the prince Heisha said indifferently, "is this your last choice?"

"Just give up our covenant and choose that kid's nonsense?"

As soon as this statement came out, the atmosphere in the court suddenly became tense.

Tludida frowned: Why hasn't the Prime Minister arrived yet?

Could it be...

Tyles looked at Rumba's expression, suddenly feeling uneasy.

"The last time?" Grand Duke Ronnie chuckled, "You really dare to say it."

He pulled a head rope from his arms, tied his long hair into a ponytail, and tucked it into the back neckline.

Rumba watched his movements silently, and understood his response.

Grand Duke Lecco's face became serious.

"Charman, leave some room for each other," the boss sat down righteously, his tone stiff: "Let’s solve this problem together-use another method, it doesn’t have to be so ugly."

Rumba did not respond.

He shook his head, as if he was just giving up something and deciding something: "I know, I can never count on you."

"Chaman!" Grand Duke Trudida's face changed: "You are still a member of Grand Duke, we don't have to go there."

"Hmph," Rumba's faint sneer responded: "Who was saying that, as a kingslayer, I am no longer a member of the co-governance oath?"

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Tyles clenched his teeth.

Sure enough.

Just as he thought.

"Rumba, you don't want to be an enemy of the four of us," Olesiu said anxiously: "Don't do stupid things."

"Stupid?" Rumba glanced at him and put his hand on his waist.

Next second.

"Qiang!"

In front of all the princes, Rumba drew out his saber amidst the friction of metal and leather!

The princes' faces all changed.

Tyles gave a chuckle in his heart.

It was a sharp and shiny knight-handed half-sword, completely inconsistent with its shabby yellow scabbard.

This explains: Its owner has swung this sword thousands of times, and at the same time he has taken care of the blade very carefully.

Just to get out of the sheath and kill the enemy one day.

The Grand Duke of Rumba looked at the others murderously.

Grand Duke Olesiu sighed softly.

Thyls felt a bit tingling on his scalp.

The next moment, Rumba suddenly turned to the direction of the entrance of the hall, and shouted loudly: "Lhasa!"

The Grand Duke's voice was deafening, resounding inside and out.

The voice of Viscount Cambida came from outside the hall: "Your Excellency?"

Just listen to Rumba roaring: "The whole army listens to the order and prepares for battle!"

Thyls's heart was shaken, and Selma was suddenly tense holding his hand.

The next second, the outside of the hall seemed to boil instantly!

"Wow..."

Countless metal cladding sounds in unison!

Human voices are also coming one after another:

"Draw a knife!"

"Hold up your shield!"

"Stay steady!"

More exaggerated than the commotion caused by Thales!

In the hall, the princes were very calm: Ronnie tied his hair methodically, Olesiu slowly put his hand on the hilt, and Tredida backed quietly, sitting Lai The Duke of HKUST straightened up and began to move his fists.

They confronted Rumba quietly.

"In fact," Trudida whispered behind everyone: "He has several times more troops than us, and he still controls the Palace of Valor and the city gate, so...it seems to be us who do stupid things. ?"

Thyls gritted his teeth, he sighed and held Selma's palm tightly.

It's terrible.

This group...

Northlanders who make a difference.

A familiar cry came from outside the hall, reminding the rest of the princes: "Your Excellency Lecco?"

Grand Duke Lecco looked at the silent Rumba calmly and snorted.

"Lord Justin," the eldest prince replied loudly, "Thank you and your colleagues for your protection, please do your best-you are worthy of the reputation of the Blade Guard, and it is my honor to walk with you."

There was a second of silence outside the hall.

Until Lord Justin's voice came again: "It is also my honour, Your Excellency."

"I don't care who you belonged to before, the prince or the court, the hand-to-hand or the miscellaneous soldier..." Justin outside the hall shouted: "But when you get to work later, you have to look like a Northlander!"

Outside the hall, there were shouts and shouts in response.

It seems to be a force composed of the princes and the remaining manpower of the court.

The old man nodded slightly—though Lord Justin couldn't see it at all.

He returned his attention to the court.

"You might as well reconsider, boy." Lecco said flatly to Lombard.

"We could have worked together to open up the future for Exeter," Rumba said coldly, while slowly turning his saber: "But if you become an obstacle, not a help..."

"What is the use if I keep you?"

As soon as this statement came out, Ronnie sneered, Olesiu sighed heavily, and Trudida rubbed his hands and put on a helpless expression.

Thyls felt that between the Grand Duke and Rumba, something seemed to be completely broken.

He knows that that layer is called "tacit understanding", also called "rules".

From now on, the scene and the situation slide in an unpredictable direction.

Thyls couldn't help but tighten his breath.

"Charman, think about the consequences, and no matter if we lose, even if you kill us all here," Grand Duke Lecco didn't panic, as if it was just a military training: "What should you face? Prime Minister Lisbane, facing the Dragon City at this moment, facing the entire Exeter?"

Rumba shook his head: "This is not the result I want most, but you forced me to have no choice."

"Chang!" Olesiu pulled out the two-handed epee on his waist.

He sighed: "Not only will you become a target, but Exter will be in chaos after our death-is this the result you want?"

Thyls looked at the epee that almost wiped his neck, his brows slightly bent.

Just listen to Rumba’s cold voice: "Whether you kill the king or be disrespectful-after you walk out alive, no matter what reason you find, you will not let me go, whether it is because I broke the co-governance vow. , Or because of that kid's nonsense."

"Even if I lose everything in the ruins... it won't be worse than now!"

"Coward." Grand Duke Ronnie replied briefly, with his hair tied up, and at the same time he drew out his weapon-a shimmering and cold, sharp sword that was not ordinary.

He stood side by side with Olesiu, facing Rumba solemnly.

Rumba turned to Thales, flicking his sword, and squinted:

"As for you, I will give you the most suitable end, Prince Thales Star."

It's... it's a good chessboard.

Thyls exhaled helplessly.

"After me, Prince Thales, Ms. Selma," Grand Duke Lecco looked at Rumba's expression and chuckled, "Although I am old and old, I am also a Northlander."

"Before I fall."

"No one can hurt you."

The old man slowly got up, and there was unquestionable power in his words.

He drew a short knife, like a behemoth that had just awakened.

Thyls responded with a smile.

Tludida sighed, holding the dagger around his waist, but stood a little further away: "I hate today."

In the field, Ronnie, Olesiu, and Rumba are already at war.

"It is said that your brother stood still and let you stab him three times before you killed him?" Ronnie shook the saber in his hand contemptuously and provoke Rumba without fear.

"But we won't catch it all," Ronnie snorted, "One enemy two... are you ready to die here, Charman?"

Olesiu held swords in both hands, his face was serious, and he said nothing.

"Are you kidding?" Rumba didn't seem to be affected by words at all, and he seemed very calm when he entered the fighting state:

"Since that day twelve years ago, I have been prepared every second."

Their blades point at each other, like the most sincere northerners—relentless.

At that moment, Thales glanced at Selma unconsciously: the girl's face was pale, but she didn't have the cowardice and panic she had before, but calmly looked at him with questioning eyes.

It seemed that the words spoken in front of the princes gave her a lot of courage.

Looking at her expression, Thales's nervousness suddenly went down a lot.

At this moment, Ashida's voice rang in Thales' ears: "Now, do you need me?"

"I will only ask one last time-Soul Slaughter Gun found me, I must leave immediately."

Tyles also sighed a long sigh with full of dismay.

Selma next to him gave him a strange look.

Thyls closed his eyes gently.

.

He clenched his fist.

That's enough.

You...

You guys...

Next second.

Olesiu and Ronnie both opened their positions and stood ready.

Rumba with fierce eyes slowly opened his mouth: "The whole army listens to the order--"

Just listen to Grand Duke Heisha shouting:

"Kill him..."

At this moment, a young male voice resounded abruptly through the hall——

"Is that enough!"

The voice was so loud and harsh that it even cut off Rumba's words.

The princes all were taken aback and turned around.

Under everyone's dumbfounded gaze, at some point, the second prince of the stars, His Royal Highness Thales Canxing, has already climbed onto the rectangular table.

At this moment~IndoMTL.com~ With his head full of charcoal, the prince stomped his feet while waving his little fist, his face twisted, and gritted his teeth and shouted at the people in the hall:

"You are rude, violent, stupid, impulsive, perverted, uneducated, rude, uneducated, pretending, self-righteous, talking to yourself, all day long, you only know how to fight, fight, kill, kill, Going Yankee!"

"Listen to me carefully!"

At that moment, the princes who had been scolded like never before seemed unable to react, and looked at Thales in astonishment.

The prince yelled a long word in one breath, bent down to hold his knees, and took two painful breaths—the crime of the prison river faded from his vocal cords.

Under the table, Selma looked at him foolishly.

"I," Thales took a deep breath, straightened up again, and struck painfully on his chest that was so painful that he was too loud: "I have an idea..."

"Compared to the ending of both losers... it is much better."