Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 84: Hold on to your sword

　　 For that second, Anke was stunned.

He looked at Thales blankly.

"Your Majesty will be very happy, very happy"

The Xihuang people turned their heads blankly and muttered to themselves.

"Really, is it"

Thyls frowned.

"You know, this morning, Jane was soft to my father. He cut off a large piece of meat for this, and then ran back to the Emerald City as planned."

"What are the benefits of this"

Thyls stared at Anke firmly

"Helping you make this big news, what are the benefits of Jen Kevin Deere and his South Bank collar"

"Just to embarrass me and watch you get executed"

Anke is still absent and silent for a long time.

"Anker"

Thyls had to raise the volume.

Bairal shuddered slightly and woke up.

He looked at Thales blankly, his lips trembled, and he stopped talking.

"Do you know, Your Highness," Anke finally spoke a few seconds later, but what he said has nothing to do with Thales’s question

"If I die in a duel, or die in the hands of a guard, it is I who killed myself, no one else."

Anke was at a loss

"But you, you said you want to give me a chance."

"But you know, when you stopped me, did you take the weight of a life"

He looked at Thales like a walking dead

"That's brave."

"It's also stupid."

In the next second, Anke's expression kept changing, his facial muscles entangled back and forth.

It seems that there is a fierce ideological struggle.

Not right.

Thyls frowned

Anker's performance is wrong.

"It's funny."

Tyles has a calm tone and follows his words.

"You know, more than one person said that I was stupid and it was all after I caused them to shame."

Thyls thinks of the people who have said this, Nunn, Charman, and Kessel

But Bailar ignored the prince's words.

"But, why should I agree at the time, why should I give you the sword"

He is immersed in his own world, speaking like a pearl

"I'm just a chess piece, why should I think more"

Anke got more and more excited as he spoke, until he sobbed in pain.

"Maybe, maybe I still have a trace of stupidity," the bruised and bruised nobleman gritted his teeth, but could not stop the tears on his cheeks

"A trace of weakness, a trace of luck."

"Want to believe."

"Go rely on."

His reaction made Thales more suspicious.

"But it suddenly occurred to me when they were taking care of me," Anke bit his lower lip, tears in his eyes

"You are only alone."

Thyls had to increase his efforts to appease him and calm him down.

"If I believe you, I rely on you."

"Can you"

"Who can you trust and rely on"

In the next second, Anke struck up suddenly

He ignored the pain of his hands and feet being severely tied, and ignored the heinous wounds all over his body. He exerted force on his hands and pulled Thales in front of him.

Thyles, in shock, had to support the other side of the recliner to maintain his balance.

At this moment, Thales found that he and Anke were face to face, face to face.

And the other person’s eyes are full of fear

"Your Highness, you are just another chess piece, aren't you"

Anke clung to his hand tightly, and the trembling on his body reached its peak.

Another chess piece.

"What else did Jayne tell you, Anke"

"Why did he insist that I come to see you since things are as you said, irretrievable"

The Duke of Xinghu stared at Bailar.

"What other chess pieces does he have?"

"What is"

Anke let out a painful sob.

"Reason tells me that it is wrong. I shouldn't be lucky to be indifferent to God without forgiveness. The desert is forgiven"

He takes a big breath, the words he speaks are incoherent and meaningless

"Your Highness, you should not feel weak,"

"Moshen is free from disaster, and the world is disaster"

Tels firmly grasped Anke's hand, looked at his painful and fragile tears, and became more sure of his judgment.

Anke is a chess piece.

But Jayne is not the whole game.

"Anker"

Thyls reached out his hand decisively, hugged Anke's head from both sides, and looked directly into his eyes.

As if to look into his soul.

"Think about your family, think about why you came to the king"

Anke trembled all over.

"We are the same people," the prince said, "No matter what we face"

"Let me help you."

Anke looked back at the prince blankly, his eyes blank and helpless.

But Thales' eyes were firm.

Aggressive.

Don't allow him to step back.

The next second, Anke exhaled.

With this breath, he seemed to have lost all his strength and fell weakly back on the couch.

But Thales was stunned.

There were sobs in the air.

In front of the prince's eyes, Anke, who was completely wounded, was lying on a chair blankly.

The young man bit his lip and trembled.

The tears are rolling.

Anker Balar.

Thyls was stuck in his heart.

This person who dared to make a royal banquet and exchanged his life for the future of his family

Cry.

Thyls suddenly thought of Rolf.

That night, the ghost of the wind who lost all hope, wept in front of him.

Like Anker Balar at this moment.

The prince sighed, sat on the stool beside him, and bowed his head.

He suddenly lost interest in knowing the answer and didn't want to ask any more questions.

Just now.

"Tina."

Thyls raised his head.

I saw Anke lying on the chair, holding back sobbing, whimpering from his throat

"Tina Emore."

The prince frowned

"What"

Anke took a hard breath, as if it would give him courage.

"Tina Emore, the daughter of the former Baron Emore," he said intermittently, like a walking dead, "she is living in Crow Crow Town, at our Baylar house."

Thyls was puzzled.

"I don't understand, what does this have to do with her"

Anke suddenly raised his head

"Five years ago."

He raised the volume, his face was bleak, like a death row on the execution ground

"In the year when the border county development tax exemption case caused the most controversy in the Western Desolation, the Western Desolation, the Baron of Emory Town, returned from a game led by the blade, but contracted the Mist Disease, and his family died of illness. "

Thyls was startled.

"But Tina didn't."

Anke stared at the prince sternly

"For five years, she tried to forget the past, stay incognito, and live with us as a maid after I left my father's castle with my younger siblings."

Emore Township

Family died of illness

Thyls only felt his memory move, as if he had known each other.

"But as long as you go to my house and find Tina," Anke gasped, fear and pain entangled in his voice

"She is the most powerful evidence of life."

"Her blood, her survival, her existence, her testimony can prove that five years ago, Baron Emory and his family were not infected with the disease and died."

In the next second, Anke's voice became extremely cold and full of resentment

"It is the big figures of the Western Wilderness who conspired to join forces and secretly silence."

At that moment, Thales' mind moved.

He remembered.

"After the incident, the town of Emory was transferred to others, suppressing the situation, and there was no trouble."

"The insiders include the three tallest families of the soul castle and the wing castle, and even Falkenhauser"

He has heard about it.

Thyls thought blankly.

On the way back to Yongxing City from the Blade Ya camp.

In the mouth of Cohen's cousin, Earl of Wingburg, Deleklomar.

But

"Why"

Thyls reacted and asked urgently

"Why"

Anke panted profusely and sneered with inexplicable anger.

"In order to turn the blade tooth camp into a talisman, to assimilate the sharp knife into a normal state, and to stagnate the hand extended to the west by the Fuxing Palace, Xihuang would endure the pain of being stabbed into the heart by the blade and sacrifice The interests of the small and medium-sized nobles are obvious. The Baron Emory couldn’t help but feel the pain. The king’s decree has dealt him too much.

"So much so that he intends to put aside the tacit understanding with the three major families, he is ruthless, even threatening to lead the soldiers in protest, detonating the conflict, but forcing the Western Wilderness to clear its position and resist the Fuxing Palace"

Tyles' complexion changed, thinking of what a certain duke had said to him

Know that when your vassals and subordinates are angry and all will be upright, standing in front of the wave, you don't have much choice except to follow the trend.

If you don’t become their leader, you will become their enemy.

"The tragedy of the Emory family will be a terrifying murder of the door in the kingdom. The three families are selfish and selfish. They would rather sacrifice the interests of their subordinate lords than to destroy the natural and orthodox kingdom nobles and clean up the door. "

"This will expose to the world the long-term backwardness and autism, brutality and conservativeness of the Western Famine."

Anke closed his eyes in pain and leaned back in the chair

"It is the opportunity and bargaining chip that your majesty dreams of."

"It is an opportunity for Fuxing Palace to completely break the deadlock."

Thyls is an exciting spirit

"The evidence is conclusive, there is no denying, the crime is so great, the whole country is in an uproar, and the three major families are irrefutable with the internal and external difficulties, and the western famine is divided up and down and it is difficult to unite."

"They will either obediently obey, let the Fuxing Palace handle it, and accept all the processing given to them by His Majesty."

Anke looks pale

"Or"

Thyls was shocked and inexplicably speechless.

King Kessel's dream, the bargaining chip to completely tame the Western Desolation.

In Bailar's hand.

But why, why

Too many uncomprehensible things came all at once, squeezing his head in a daze.

The room was silent for a long time.

"In any case, with this chip, your majesty, you will be very happy."

"Very happy"

Anke struggled subconsciously, and the straps made the recliner rattle

"Use it, Your Highness, use this chip."

"Use it to plead with your Majesty," Anke gritted his teeth, as if to bite the most precious thing in his mouth

"I will definitely die, but I ask him to keep the Baylar house for the sake of chips and protect my younger siblings."

Thinking about the logic behind this, Thales took a deep breath and recovered.

"Why, why did you just say it now"

The prince asked the tortured soul in front of him in a puzzled way

"If you make up your mind, why don't you take it to Secret Science earlier, and even bargain with my father"

Anke's expression collapsed, and the madness in his eyes and the cruelty of giving up everything disappeared in an instant.

"Then, my lord, what is the price"

Anke replied blankly.

Tyles understood and looked at him sadly

"Everything."

The youth showed a numb and desperate smile and nodded

"The Bailar family will become a betrayer and a target of public criticism."

"In the Western Wilderness chess game, we will no longer have choices, no more freedom, no more future."

Thyls pressed his shoulder.

In the next second, Anke's eyes were blank, and endless pain and regret oozes from his voice

"And Tina, Tina"

"She will always, never, never forgive me."

Bailar's voice fell, and the whole person looked at the void blankly, and stopped moving.

Like a walking dead.

Return to deathly silence.

"The girl named Tina."

After a long while, Thales spoke with difficulty

"Who is she from you"

Anke did not answer.

He just glanced at Thales with red eyes, slammed back on the back of the chair, and whimpered in pain between his teeth.

At that moment, Thales seemed to return to the narrow Ballard room.

"She's fine," the prince asked startledly.

Anke gasped in a daze.

"The best."

"But now, it doesn't matter."

Anke no longer looks at him, numb and authentic

"Not important anymore."

There was silence in the torture room.

But Thales was confused.

Jean knows that this is the case or does Jen know that Anke has a bargaining chip

"This is what Jann asked you to tell me"

"An irresistible bargaining chip, an opportunity to allow the royal family to completely crush the Western Wilderness"

Anke nodded blankly

"Yes."

"But it is not."

Thyls frowns

"What do you mean"

Anke raised his head and looked at Thales bitterly

"In order to save my family, I did ask Duke Kevin Deere for help, asking him to help me break into the banquet."

"But not him."

Anke Youyou Road

"He is just another chess piece."

Jen is just another chess piece

Thyls was startled.

"I don't understand."

Anke gasped for a few seconds, looking painful, as if the effectiveness of Chaka was gradually fading.

But Thales can't take care of that much anymore.

"Long before that, when I was asking around, I asked another person for help."

Another person.

"He reminded me of this plan to go to the meeting with swords and fight in front of people to protect the family." Anke's words were intermittent, with double sorrow of heartbreak and despair.

"What" Thales suddenly felt that he touched the back of the game.

Bring a sword to the meeting.

Duel.

"Who"

The prince pressed Anke’s shoulder in shock and shook him to ask.

"Who is that"

Anke hissed in pain, but he still smiled bitterly

"But he was indifferent, he refused to help me, I even threatened him with this chip, but he just laughed"

"He finally said that my only chance to save the Bailar family can only be found in the royal capital, in one person."

Anker's bloodshot eyes locked on Thales

"He also said, in case I fail, in case I have to use this chip"

"Be sure to give it to you."

"It can only be handed to you."

Jen is just a pawn

Someone.

Set up this game

Someone else.

Thyls couldn't bear it anymore, his hand holding Anke's shoulder became stronger and stronger

"Who"

The man who drove Anke to death

The person who sneered and moved the chess piece

The person who pushed himself and dd to a dead end

In anger, the prince's eyes burst into flames

"Who is behind this banquet farce?"

The noise made by Thales was not small, and the footsteps of Nob and Raphael sounded violently from the rear

"What happened to your Highness"

But Thales didn't care, he just held Anke and waited for his answer.

The one hiding behind the scenes

The person who sits on the sidelines

The person who even hinted at Jayne at the end, guided Anke, and pushed himself to find this so-called "Your Majesty will be very happy" bargaining chip, and he did not hesitate to detonate all the contradictions in the kingdom

"He wants me to tell you, Your Highness"

Anke took a few painful breaths, holding his last strength, close to Thales’ ears

"The carriage will disperse, what do you want?"

Tyles was shocked

What

At that moment, it seemed that time had stopped.

With his thinking.

The carriage will disperse.

Carriage

But

Thyls looked at the dying Anke in amazement.

That's not right.

It's impossible.

How could it be?

"It's too dangerous, your lord, stay away from him." The footsteps behind were getting closer.

Anker Baral gave a pale and numb smile "he still said"

"Since it is given to you, then hurry up"

At that second, Thales’ eyes suddenly expanded

Before he was completely comatose, Anke pressed hard against Thales’ ears and hissed out the last few words

"Hold on to your sword."

Western Wilderness, Wasteland, Fusha Palace.

In the quaint and solemn room, Delekromah put down his tea cup and glanced at the chessboard on the table.

"Do you really want to take this step?"

He decently and politely questioned the person on the opposite side of the chessboard "Master Duke"

"Huh"

Across from him, the master of the ruins, Cyril Falkenhauser, stared at the chessboard comfortably, calmly, contemplatively, but even more hideous and terrifying.

"Patience, young man, patience"

"A good chess is never achieved overnight."

The Duke of Western Wilderness changed his sitting posture indifferently, touching the teacup with his hands, confidently.

Deler was silent for a second, expressionless.

"But"

The young Earl of Yibao was very sincere. He pointed to the black king on the chessboard who was surrounded by white chess pieces and lonely.

"You only have this one left."

Falkenhauser's hand stroking the teacup stiffened.

Deler points out the truth ruthlessly and ruthlessly

"No matter how I go, I will be a general next step."

Falkenhauser's brow twitched slightly.

"What do you know."

Looking at the overwhelming situation of ten white and one black on the chessboard, Lord Duke did not rush and coughed in time to cover up his reddish old face

"The situation on the chessboard is just a superficial appearance, and more importantly, the chess player."

He stretched out his finger, pointed at Delek deeply, then at himself.

"As the saying goes, Chess meets opponents, Little Deler, remember, we are playing chess with people, not chess pieces."

Chess player.

Deller narrowed his eyes.

Falkenhauser sneered coldly, and fell softly.

The king shifts.

The style is high and deep.

Full of vigor.

Deler squinted at him, let out a sigh of relief, and stretched out his hand to take the next step.

"Wait"

Falkenhauser speaks violently

Deler's hand stopped in the air.

I saw the Duke of Western Wilderness bending down and observing the chess game profoundly.

"I will think about it again"

Under Deler's incredible gaze, Falkenhausen stretched out his hand calmly and brought the only king back to his original position in the next second.

"Well, think again, think again"

Deler's hand dropped frustratingly.

"My lord, this is the only step left, you go back and forth"

The young Earl of Chroma sighed heavily

"Otherwise, this round will be considered invalid"

"Eh, how does that work"

Falkenhauser beats his thigh

"We have a stake"

He decisively interrupted the Earl of Wingbu, with a stern look and an imposing manner.

"And this is a superb sword"

Falkenhauser pointed to the sword in the distance to bet on the chess game, solemn and authentic

"Don't you know that my saber was just given away"

Ah.

The whole kingdom knows.

Good quality made Deler only roll his eyes in his heart.

"But if you look like you are about to lose this sword, no matter how good it is, it has something to do with you"

He smiled gracefully, and used vulgar language to penetrate the Duke's heart without mercy.

Unexpectedly, Falkenhauser just smiled gloomily and gently rubbed the cane, regaining his superiority.

"The situation on the chessboard is just a superficial appearance, the most important thing is the chess player"

"As the saying goes, Chess meets opponents, Little Deler, remember, we are playing chess with people, not chess pieces"

Deler shook his head in a daze, and after confirming that it was not a backlash in time, he exhaled in pain, and covered his forehead helplessly.

Falkenhauser saw his movements, narrowed his eyes, and stretched out his hand.

"It's useless to secretly move my pawn, Lord Duke," Earl Wingburg buried his head in his hands, not looking at it but not knowing the prophet

"You have only one king left."

The face of the captured Falkenhauser remained unchanged, and naturally and smoothly withdrew the hand that was stealing the opponent's piece.

With a calm expression.

No guilt.

Deler raised his head, his face solemn.

"Seriously," Earl Wingburg stopped looking at the chessboard

"You should be thankful that I have a good temper for sending such a big chip."

"If the Earl of Bozdorf was here, he would definitely go straight to Crow Crow with his soldiers until he burned the orphan of the Emory family to ashes."

Falkenhausen was unheard of.

He just stared at the chessboard carefully, staring at his only remaining king.

It seems to be able to stare at a miracle.

"You seem to be overwhelmed by soldiers, I seem to have no chance," the Duke muttered to himself, focusing on the chess game, "but where is the turning point?"

Deler glanced at him, tentatively said

"Of course, if the Black Lion knows now, he should also go straight to the ruins with soldiers until he breaks your other leg."

Falkenhauser is still immersed in his chess game, scratching his chin and thinking hard

"You are dead no matter how you go, you **** boy, you deserve to be taught by Karabyan"

Deler snorts disdainfully

"This step, you are sure you are on the right track"

"In case, your Majesty will tell the world tomorrow and have counted counts of crimes, forcing us, um, for example, abolishing the army, raising the tax rate and surrendering the power of appointment and removal of officials, and the Count of Bozdorf will not bear the humiliation and lead the people to revolt"

Count Wingburg stared at Falkenhauser coldly.

But the Duke still ignored him.

"It's okay, chess skill is not the key, it is not the key," Falkenhausen thought deeply, rubbing his palm, as if he was going to make a chess piece from inside

"The key is to think about the chess players, Cyril, think about it again, there must be a way"

But in the next second, Dele's momentum changed.

"But I've said it beforehand, Lord Duke," he stared gloomily at the muttering Duke of Western Wilderness

"If the ending is not good, I am not going to die with you."

"Yingbao has its own place to go."

However, Falkenhauser turned a deaf ear and just stared at his bare king

"It's okay, keep thinking, keep thinking, thinking about dark or dawn, there must be a way to break the game"

It's dark

Dawn

Dele raised his head and looked at the position of the sun, only to feel a chill.

"Okay, Sir Cyril."

Dele, who was out of mood for a long time, pointed to the white king who overthrew himself, and said impatiently, "Isn't it just a game of chess."

"I admit defeat."

Just now.

"Slap"

Falkenhauser slapped his thighs hard

"Look at"

The Lord Duke who was immersed in the chessboard world suddenly came alive and returned to the real world.

"Look at"

He pointed to the white king who was overthrown by Dele, grabbed his black king, and laughed excitedly

"Will you win this?"

Looking at the Duke of Western Wilderness who was laughing wildly, Deler's expression twitched.

Win you paralyzed

Falkenhauser put down his chess pieces, full of feelings, long sounding too much rest

"It can be seen that persistence will pay off, and hard work is king"

The twitches on Deler's face became more and more excessive.

Falkenhauser looked at the Floating Sand Palace~IndoMTL.com~The ruthless ruins scenery like being ploughed by nature's razor, suddenly he took a photo of the desktop with pride

"This scene, this game, every win, it's a big deal"

Earl Wingbao couldn't hold it anymore, he sighed helplessly, and buried his face in his palm again.

"Playing chess, playing chess, sure enough, it's not a game or a piece," Falkenhauser smiled.

"It's a chess player."

Deler sent a polite but helpless smile.

The player is paralyzed.

"Like you, Little Dele, you are still too young and too anxious to admit defeat"

Deler couldn't help it anymore.

"Yes, the whole game of chess is two hours, you just took the last move for one and a half hours"

He stood up and left neatly, not forgetting to speak loudly

"Who the **** can beat you."

Falkenhauser smiled slightly as he looked at the back of the other person going away.

He turned his head and stared at the black king standing still on his chessboard.

"My uncle can," the Duke sighed softly

"Midil can also."

Thinking of this, the face of the Duke of Western Wilderness changed.

He stood up in a panic and yelled hurriedly

"Well, leave me that sword"

"The bet that was finally won, wow"