Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 3: The Split West Wilderness

In the main hall of Fort Lorraine, Gilbert's pupils reflected the light of an unextinguishable light in the distance.

"Baron Williams informed me that Duke Cyril Falkenhausen unexpectedly visited you a few days ago."

The Foreign Secretary asked gently but cautiously

"I think, he brought you more than just a sword?"

Talston gave it a bit.

"He did say a lot."

The young man swallowed the meat, his eyes condensed slightly, thoughtfully

"It also makes me very upset."

Gilbert's expression sank.

"Associating with different people is always the most direct way to understand the world."

Gilbert’s words are still gentle, but they have been a little more careful and deliberate

"But, Your Highness."

"Please make sure that you never forget," Gilbert sat across from him, quite meaningfully.

"Everyone shows you what they want you to see."

"Especially when your status is so special and your identity is so sensitive."

Thyls stopped the knife and fork, silently.

"What a coincidence."

"Not long ago," Thales' expression was helpless and mocking

"Earl Chroma said something similar."

Kilber looked at him specifically, and stopped talking.

Thyls continued to eat his dinner until the cunning fox of the stars sighed

"Since you have seen them, Lord Duke."

"Then what kind of people do you think the nobles in the Western Wilderness are?"

The movement of Thales' hands slowed down.

The nobles of the Western Wilderness...

What kind of person?

His thoughts went back to before, back to the moment of meeting the three nobles of Falkenhauser, Croma and Bozdorf.

The prince squinted his eyes

"They are not stupid, they know you...know what we want to do."

"From Camp Bladeya to Grace Town."

Thyls stared at the lights in the distance.

Gilbert frowned slightly, only to hear him clear his throat

"How did they deal with it, I mean...face ‘us’?"

How to deal with...

Tyles fell into contemplation again, falling into what he saw and heard in the Western Wilderness.

"It's hard to say, from guarding the duke to emperor's earl, from the four-eyed skull to the crows and black lions, from the new aristocracy to the old forces, it can be seen that their relationship is not good and they have different opinions."

Tyers cut the steak that had been cut neatly and evenly by dd into irregular pieces, frowning.

"I guess they didn't respond well."

In the light, Gilbert's expression became a little complicated.

"Really."

Thyls nodded, not without worry

"And we are forcing them to come together step by step to fight against us and against their common enemy."

Gilbert gave a hmm and asked suddenly

"For example?"

The prince raises his eyebrows

"For example—Williams."

Thinking of the name, thinking of the corpse of the drill on the sand, Thales felt that the steak in his mouth should be panicked.

Gilbert nodded suddenly.

Thyls barely swallowed the food without waiting for the other person to speak

"Why is it him, Gilbert?"

Tyles put down his knife and fork and turned to Gilbert, his expression serious and confused.

"Why is this...the unkind guy staying in the Western Wilderness, representing the Fuxing Palace and the royal family, and ruling the Bladeya camp?"

Thyls shrugged

"He can't even cooperate with the people of Kingdom Secret Division."

Gilbert's face changed several times

"His Royal Highness..."

But Thales didn't let him interrupt himself

"And based on what I knew about him in a short time..."

Thyls raised his index finger and frowned fiercely

"Every minute that Wings of Legend stayed at the Bladeya camp, the local nobles in the Western Wilderness became more desperate and more disturbed. They pushed the distance between them and the Fuxing Palace, and intensified their conflict with the royal family until They took a leap and took a dangerous step."

"Don't say it is compared with the kingdom's fury, which is thick and thin, and the flower of the fortress that is old and serious..."

The prince turned around and looked at Gilbert with a complicated look.

"Speak bluntly..."

Thyls sighed and searched for useful descriptions, helplessly

"Even the meteorites are better at being human than him."

Gilbert frowned and said nothing.

His eyes fell on Thales first, and then he wandered to the dinner plate messed up by the prince, silent for a long time.

Just when Thales thought that the inquiry was fruitless, so he had no choice but to turn to continue fighting for dinner...

"As six years ago, you are keen and intelligent, Your Highness."

Gilbert slowly sighed, his eyes sharpened

"But, my lord duke."

"I'm thinking, you may need to jump out, stand at the height of the kingdom, stand at the width of history, stand from our perspective, and then look at the situation of the Western Desolation."

The height of the kingdom.

The width of the history.

Our perspective.

Tyles blinked, looking confused.

"Regardless of other unanticipated small and medium-sized nobles, as for the three major families of the Western Wilderness you mentioned, they do have different attitudes towards the Fuxing Palace."

Gilbert sits upright, smiling at the corners of his mouth, as if he has become the tireless educator six years ago

"One is moderate and conservative, the other is radically dissatisfied, and the other is insensitive and ambiguous."

"What do you think of this situation for us?"

Thyls leaned back on the dining chair, his eyes rolled.

Gentle.

Aggressive.

Numbness.

Three different figures of crow, black lion, skull, old, middle and green appeared before his eyes.

"Good thing."

Thyls tried to remind himself that he belongs to the Star Royal family and should speak from the right position

"Opponents—if the Western Wilderness is our opponent—division and disagreement, a plate of loose sand, so it is more fragile, which helps us to make plans separately and defeat each one."

He shrugged and looked disgusted

"But...Williams?"

Gilbert looked at his exaggerated expression and smiled.

"Calculate separately and defeat each."

Gilbert looked at him as he did in class six years ago, with appreciation in his eyes

"Like what you did in Exeter six years ago?"

Tels paused.

He found that Gilbert's questioning was more clear, intentional, and clear compared to the old crow's unpredictable and persuasive encouraging questions.

"Yes, just like Exter."

The prince frowned and nodded

"Unless we have to force them to stand together, give up their antagonisms, and fight together... against the stars."

Thyls swallowed hard at the end of the sentence "Thanks to a handsome boy with a double-headed gun".

Gilbert nodded and laughed.

"Don't misunderstand me, Lord Duke, in fact, I appreciate your ideas."

"His Royal Highness, what strategy to adopt, I think it depends on what kind of opponent we face."

Tyles also discovered that Gilbert prefers direct narratives compared to Putila's rhetorical questions full of irony and personal evil.

"Exter, it is the number one enemy in the centuries since the founding of the stars, the country is thousands of miles away, easy to defend and difficult to attack, the people are sturdy, untamed, and the soldiers are strong and the horses are strong. In its heyday, it may not be possible to be sure of an overwhelming, fatal and powerful natural enemy."

The Minister of Foreign Affairs seemed to be sighing with emotion. After a few seconds of pause, he said quietly.

"For us, a divided Exeter is naturally more in line with the interests of the stars than a unified dragon kingdom."

The next second, Gilbert's eyes changed.

"But, the Western Wilderness?"

"This is the territory of the stars, and its lords are vassals of your majesty. They are just a corner of the chessboard. For us, we are in control and we are bound to win."

Gilbert's eyes sharpened

"In this case, is the chaos and split in this corner of the board really beneficial to us?"

Thyls frowned and wondered

"How to say?"

Gilbert cleared his throat with a smile, first looked at the lights in the distance, then whispered.

"More than two thousand years ago, the ancient empire in its heyday straddled the mainland, with two collars, five districts, and nineteen provinces under its jurisdiction."

At this moment, Thales unearthed a few traces of the old crow and Putila's storytelling in his tone.

"But among the 26 known places, the capital of Triumph and the Throne of Pegasus are the most troublesome. It is not the mighty Northland, the ancient Chauvin, the rugged barren mountains, the complex green heart, and the The untamable Kissery and the wild Neda are not even the inaccessible flame sea and the far east beyond the reach of the whip..."

Gilbert's voice change

"On the contrary, it is the southwest of the empire, a remote country, a trivial thorny land."

The thorny ground.

Thyls recalled the world geography he had learned when he was in the Northland. Fortunately, the Northlanders had nothing to hide about the Thornsland.

Based on the memory, the prince tentatively asked back

"Because they are conservative and xenophobic, never obey outsiders, or even the rule of the empire?"

"I read the thousand-year-old proverb of the Thornsland in the book of the people of the Northland, "The children of the Thorns are born for resistance."

Kilber characteristically nodded, with a sense of relief in his eyes that "people from the North are finally willing to read"

"Yes, Your Majesty, yes, but more than that. Not only do the children of thorns refuse to obey the rule of outsiders, but they refuse to obey the rule of their own people."

Tyles showed a puzzled look.

Gilbert smiled

"A long time before the rise of the empire, the small thorns were known to be divided and chaotic. Warlords swarmed in many places, oligarchs appeared everywhere, and turmoil was frequent. Even the internal religious beliefs were difficult to unify, let alone find out who convinced the public. Leader."

"And after this brought trouble to the empire at that time and easily conquered, their subsequent reign was like a quagmire and it was difficult to move."

"If you want to win Huairou, you will not find a trustworthy agent in the whole province; if you want to deter and shock, every time you destroy a leader of the chaos, there will always be his opponents Or the supporters will come out after a few years and mess up the thorns again."

Gilbert snorted softly, with a slight disdain between the words

"This feature of the Thornsland lasted for thousands of years, until the empire was no longer, and it remains today."

"Even today after the end of the war, on the old land of thorns, whether it is the kingdom of Alumbia or the co-government of Tarundi, the royal family of the former has never ceased. It’s a commonplace meal, regular and regular."

Thyls listened carefully to what the other party said

"You mean, the Western Desolation is to us what the Thorns are to the Empire?"

"Difficult to maintain a stable rule?"

Gilbert paused for a few seconds, seeming to be looking for an appropriate term.

"Not at all, but..."

Gilbert looked at Thales seriously

"Tell me, Your Majesty, if you are your father, facing the three western horrors who seem to have disagreements in politics, have their own ideas, stand back and forth, and are difficult to distinguish between enemies and friends, who are you going to reward? Who to win over, whom to start with, who to support, and who to let go?"

This question made Thales stunned.

"Just what I saw..."

He reviewed his experience in the past few days and answered carefully

"Reward Chroma because they know right from wrong and know the current affairs?"

Gilbert did not speak, but looked at him expectantly.

So Thales tentatively continued.

"Fight against Bozdorf because they are arrogant and confrontational with a clear attitude?"

"Will Falkenhausen, because they haven't expressed their opinions for a long time, maybe they are just waiting for the price?"

Gilbert's eyes lit up.

"Very good, because we thought so at the beginning."

Hearing this weird tone, Thales frowned

"But?"

Gilbert smiled unexpectedly and continued Thales’ words

"But."

"Just after the Scarlet Year, Williams has not been knighted for a few years, ranging from conscription, taxation, and land consolidation, to rewards and punishments, canonizations, and appointments. No matter what national policy is to be promoted in the Western Famine, Which law should be implemented in the Western Wilderness..."

Gilbert's eyes became sharp, just like his tone

"When the Fuxing Palace teacher was famous and followed the steps, such as the implementation of the "Timed Call-up Act" and the emergency supplementary case of the Desert War, conservatives like Croma tended to drag things out and acted in violation;"

"When your majesty is tender and supportive, such as the suspension of the "Border County Development Tax Exemption Order" as a compromise and a gesture of goodwill, stubborn people like Bozdorf will jump out and resist to the end;"

"When Yongxing City is determined to take a shot, such as punishing aristocrats who violated the "Central Tax Act", the unpopular Falkenhaus suddenly appears again, gagging, pretending to be stupid, and even damaging Xihuang’s The water disperses all over the country, and our plan ends without any disease."

What?

Listening to these specific matters, Thales felt his head grew bigger for a while, and his brows grew tighter.

This is...

The Western Wilderness from another angle?

"Other small and medium aristocrats stand in line, with few exceptions."

Gilbert’s words carry a bit of resentment

"No, more than a few years, more than one or two generations, but in the past dozens of hundreds of years, every time the stars have a king's fate, the great will be done~ IndoMTL.com~ Every opponent of the Western Wilderness can always find them Whether it’s the famous black lion with a tough attitude, the obedient single-winged crow, or the irrelevant but clever four-eyed skull."

Tyles became more frightened as he listened.

"No matter what we do, the three parties who don’t bite each other, there will always be one party that can throw an unexpected trump card, play the rules of the game superbly, and deal with it freely, or dodging, or delaying, or hitting the head. Our plan was caught off guard and got half the result with half the effort."

Gilbert’s words are deeply jealous

"They seem to be at odds with each other, splitting the Western Wilderness, but they can often break into pieces when facing the king's order of the Fuxing Palace, cover each other on the smallest line, and use the combined forces of different directions to build the most appropriate Obstruct, cleverly dismantle our efforts in the Western Wilderness and the entire kingdom."

The lights in the main hall remained the same, and several royal guards came to change shifts loyally, but they all wittily opened a long distance to avoid disturbing the conversation between Gilbert and the new Duke of Star Lake.

It took a long time for Thales to digest the information Gilbert told him.

But...

"Gilbert, you mean..."

Thyls turned his head in disbelief

"The three major families of the Western Wilderness, what they showed us, the three-legged separation of the Western Wilderness, are they colluding?"

"Intentional?"

Thels thinks of Falkenhauser's horrible smile, of Deler's push-to-heart, and Bozdorf's aggressiveness.

From power to violence to the sword warner, from the history of Grace Town to the jokes about Cohen, to the star-studded nine-pointed star flag...

At that moment, it was like...

As if someone broke a mirror.

The only thing left for Thales is fragments that reflect countless faces, but cannot be joined together.