Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 116: Climb up
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Tyles' eyelids twitched.
He looked at King Kessel’s face, and for the first time discovered that this tough and cold face also had different emotions.
Really.
His... father.
"No, Your Majesty."
Thinking of this, Thales said calmly:
"What I want to obtain is indeed the same as before."
But he changed his mind.
"But not for the so-called ‘moderate’, the so-called ‘compromise’, the so-called ‘slowly progress’," Thales looked dark:
"At least this time, no."
King Kessel’s knife cut the next piece of food and knocked on the plate with a crisp sound.
"What is that for?"
The king mocked:
"Does this dinner really change you?"
Thyls looked at each other silently, and at that moment he was full of emotion in his chest.
"Don't you understand, Your Majesty."
The prince lowered his head, picked up his spoon, and sighed:
"You can't beat them."
"Only you can't do it."
Tyles stared at his spoon, watching it dig a piece of food:
"You need me."
You need me.
King Kessel was silent for a while:
"Is it too late to come for peace now."
When he heard this, Thales couldn't help smiling, but his smile was a bit bitter.
"Sum?"
"Who said I asked for peace?"
Thyls raised his head, his face getting colder:
"I have come to declare war with you, Your Majesty."
At that moment, the king's knife slammed the plate firmly.
Kaiser slowly raised his head and looked at his son:
"What?"
I saw Thales' complexion and dignified tone:
"From today, Your Majesty, I will give you an unprecedented weapon."
"Really, help you succeed."
Across the table, King Kessel stared at him coldly with a bad expression.
"Emore's bargaining chip, it is no longer in your hand."
Thyls shook his head.
"No, it's not the orphan of the Emory family," the prince said indifferently:
"That's at best an addition."
"Add head?"
Tyles nodded:
"Yes, just like the'Sand King' is just the beginning, a carriage that was initially unsuccessful and deviated from the main road, but was finally pulled back to the right path by us."
King Kessel did not speak, he knew that Thales said more than that.
Sure enough, in the next second, Thales's face was grimace:
"In order to defeat them and defeat your unpredictable opponents, Your Majesty, you must change your strategy. You can no longer use your strength to rampage, you can no longer be so aggressive, you can no longer aimlessly dance your sword. Don’t be alarmed every day and night at night."
Thyls is deep and authentic:
"You need them to jump out, stand up, come out."
"You need them to relax, they are negligent, they make mistakes."
"You need to understand them, control them, and paralyze them."
At that moment, the king's expression changed slightly.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Thyls's attitude is frank and generous, as if this is the most logical and natural thing.
"In the Kingdom of Stars, in this endgame left by the wise monarch, where the situation is so clear that there is nowhere to go, what you really need, what you lack..."
The next second, Thales looked sharp, his voice suddenly cold:
"Is an opponent."
"An opponent who can stand up against you—an opponent."
At that moment, the eyes of King Kessel V suddenly expanded!
Thyls looked at the other person from a distance, feeling a strange calm and relief.
Yes.
The ancient sword cannot escape its sheath.
What he wants to be is not a sword.
It's the scabbard.
"And this opponent, he must be like you, strong enough, noble enough, enough to call on the heroes to shake the kingdom, with his existence..."
Thyls didn't go on, but glanced tentatively at King Kessel.
For the first time, the unbiased king of iron fists is impartial and replied in a deep voice:
"I'm listening."
Thyls sighed in his heart.
He found it.
Receive, detect, and respond to the enemy.
In this hurried, difficult battle with King Kessel.
He charged, fell, resisted, was defeated again and again, and climbed up again and again...
Finally, came to the last step.
The crime of the prison river flows crazily in his body, and finally leaves with satisfaction.
The next second, Thales looked up suddenly!
"In theory, this is the only way."
"With him, you can mislead your enemies: the iron-fisted king is not incomparable, not irresistible, not a destined natural enemy."
"With him, you can confuse your enemies: Fuxing Palace is not monolithic, not without gaps, not without weakness."
King Kessel looked solemn, and no longer had the disdain or carelessness he had before.
Thyls continued quietly:
"With him, you can weaken your enemies: in the false hope, they lose their vigilance, are happy, and die in peace."
"With him, you can lock down your enemies: the flag of the anti-king is flying high, and everyone who gathers under him will enter the middle of the ring and catch them all at once."
"And he will give you a huge unexpected help, help you see through them, disintegrate them, and ultimately-destroy them."
King Kessel unknowingly put down the knife.
At that moment, his expression on Thales was extremely complicated.
I saw the king frown:
"You..."
Thyls didn't give him a chance to reply. He raised his voice and said to himself:
"In terms of benefits, this is also the only way."
"With him, your opponents will no longer hide and lurch, and they will no longer be scattered around. They will gather like a pack of wolves, like a crowd of horses, and they will become traceable, active and traceable, and tangible and tangible. , You will clear the way for the tank and show the direction for Jian Feng."
"Is there a battlefield easier to understand than this?"
King Kessel clenched his fists, his brows began to struggle.
Thyls's voice spread in Ballard's room, and the lights flickered, and the light and shadow went back and forth:
"With him, you will have the most incomprehensible undercover, as the leader of the enemy army, lurking deep in the enemy camp, no matter which chess player you face and what game you experience, you will be jailed. Hold the opponent's king firmly, play with the enemy in the palm of your hand, and let you take whatever you want."
"Is there a better game to hold than this?"
At that moment, the king clenched his teeth, his face grim:
"You--"
"In reality, this is also the only way!"
Thyls got up suddenly:
"Today, I was rebellious and unruly, carrying a sword to force the palace, and I stopped being unruly, almost treason!"
Tyles was condescending, looking at the incredible king across the long table, for the first time he felt that the other party was "hiding" behind the long table:
"At this moment, no matter how Ren Secret Branch plugs up the omissions, the news has spread throughout the royal capital and will soon sweep the country."
"No matter how our father is kind and filial, some people will always remember the rift between the king and his heirs, this scene of our monarchs confronting each other, and trying to take advantage of the emptiness, take advantage of this, and make trouble."
Tyles' voice dimmed:
"Our relationship has long been irreparable and irreparable."
"And all your efforts for the'father, kindness and filial piety' have also been lost, meaningless."
King Kessel's expression changed, he stretched out his hand and clasped the table tightly.
"In that case," Thales was expressionless, his tone was cold:
"Why not make the most of it, take advantage of this thing."
"Why not push the boat along the current to ride the wind and waves?"
"Dancing into the sea and making waves?"
The King of Iron Fist breathed hard, biting words from his teeth:
"You..."
"So, for reason, for profit, for reality, my lord."
Thyls looked at him faintly, seemingly righteous and ruthless:
"I, Thales Canxing..."
"I am destined to be your enemy."
The voice fell.
The atmosphere in the Ballard room seemed to have restored peace, extremely quiet and comfortable.
It is cozy.
Several seconds later, King Kessel recovered from his shock, and then asked him in disbelief:
"Do you know what you are talking about!"
Thyls took a breath.
Strange.
He smiled slightly:
"Almost."
"No."
The King of Iron Fist interrupted him with suppressed anger:
"You don't know."
King Kessel took a deep breath and adjusted his breathing.
"On the bright side, you have to break with me, stand up against me, stand up against the Supreme King, walk into that sinister and greedy camp, and call the enemies of the kingdom brothers and sisters, speak out for them, and become them The banner and hope?"
"Secretly, you have to conspiracy with me, be my spy against your heart, be a tyrant with a lone husband, destroy your position and foundation, sell your soul to the king, saddle the king, and stab countless A knife behind the despicable and sinister?"
The King of Iron Fists gritted his teeth, as if looking at the biggest **** in the world:
"Do you know what this means?"
Why.
Why is he so surprised.
Isn't he caused this situation alone?
Looking at King Kessel's expression, Thales grinned.
It’s strange that when this moment really comes, those emotions he thought he would feel: resentment, grievance, unhappiness, sadness, sadness, loss...
Everything is gone.
All he can feel is the boundless silence.
"Interestingly speaking, I have a friend who taught me a lesson."
Thyls smiled, remembering his former "old friend", and said:
"Betrayal is the essence of alliance."
It is also strange that, in addition to holding hatred and disdain, he suddenly missed that ugly woman at this moment.
It turns out that this is how she feels.
King Kessel's expression changed again.
This time, he suppressed the excess emotions and tried his best to return to the calm and rational king before.
"Do you know the possible cost and worst consequences of your proposal?"
The Iron Fist King's eyes fired:
"If you take this as a stopgap measure to prevaricate me, and hope that the two sides will swing, or even be capricious, in the middle and profit, then you would be very wrong."
Tyles pursed his lips, feeling that the air in Ballard's room finally started to flow.
"You better understand." At this moment, the king was extremely serious, and the words were faintly threatening:
"This is not a board or game."
"This is true--war."
Tyles' eyelids twitched.
"And anyone, no matter his surname or first name, high rank, weight, wise or brave, aggressive or gentle, if he thinks he is, dare to stand in the middle of the battlefield..."
The murderous King Kessel at that moment:
"Everyone will be crushed to pieces."
"Let’s talk about the right and the left."
"Benefit from it."
At this second, Thales was completely empty.
Yes, scabbard.
Thyls said to himself silently:
More than welcoming wind and frost outside the sheath.
It is more important to tolerate intrathecal sharpness.
This is the way to deal with the iron-fisted king.
No matter how heavy the price is.
Is it an evil to seal a thousand blades?
The prince lowered his head and exhaled hard.
"Yes, I know."
When he looked up again, his eyes were already serious:
"But as you said: I was born for the stars."
King Kessel's eyes narrowed.
"Compared with the vast stars and the lofty kingdom," Thales said lightly: "Our father-son relationship, grievances, grievances, and even life and wealth."
"None is that important yet."
At that moment, King Kessel's expression moved, and he struggled a few times, but after all he did not speak.
Looking at the reaction of the other person, Thales smiled slightly:
"Just like five hundred years ago, the King of Ascendant killed his sons and sacrificed to gods."
King Kessel was slightly surprised.
Thyls looked at the deep ceiling and sighed:
"He who hears it, only knows that this is against the heavens, cruel and terrible."
"The one who knows and walks, Fang Xiao is sad, heroic and generous."
Thinking of the story that he had unearthed, Thales gradually fell in love:
"The'King of Ascending' Elan I was infamy and ruined his prestige."
"The'alien' prince Hyman shed blood and sacrificed his life."
"Can stars joined forces, father and son complicity, inspiring the kingdom's enthusiasm, and inciting the anger of the subjects to crusade, and finally put the power to the top of the hand, and the two hundred-year-old sunset temple knocked down the altar, causing its division and decline, and it was devastated."
At this moment, the room is bright and boundless, and words are loud and loud.
And King Kessel's eyes changed:
"This version of the statement has always been the secret of the royal family, how did you know?"
Thyls looked at him, smiled relieved, but did not explain:
"Yes, outsiders don't know, but the Canstar royal family knows that this is the truth and meaning of "Deng Gao Jizi"."
"With the blood of the son and the grief of the father, strip off the ribbon of theocratic authority from the king's scepter."
The next second, Thales looked solemn.
"Let me come forward, Your Majesty, let me be your enemy."
"Your spy, your chess piece, your bargaining chip."
"Your sword."
He stood on the table and looked directly at the king:
"In this way, I can help you achieve what you want."
"It is not just the'Sand King', not only the Western Wilderness, but the entire kingdom."
At the end of the long table, King Kessel stared at the boy before him, swallowing several times in his throat.
Perhaps the captain's entry and exit made the lights more exuberant, the chill in Ballard's room gradually disappeared, and the warmth gradually returned.
"As I said, Father, when you are overwhelmed by the weight of the crown."
At that moment, the prince's eyes were aggressive:
"I'm here to save you."
"For this, I will bet on my fame, life and future."
"To help you achieve the unprecedented Wang Guowei."
Thyls squeezed his fingers into a fist and slammed it heavily on his chest.
Many years ago, the burned scar seemed to start to heat up again.
"This is my real bargaining chip today."
He looked at the dumb king and said solemnly:
"It has taken shape since I rushed into the palace in a grand manner under the gaze of the whole kingdom, and completely broke with you at the Imperial Conference."
"And you have no reason to refuse."
Thyls smashed his chest, his eyes were cold:
"Accept it, you will get unprecedented benefits,"
"The predicament is no longer, it will be solved."
"The road ahead is open and renewed suddenly."
Tyles paused, took a deep breath, and forced himself to speak sharply:
"If the stars are there, the empire will live forever."
The next moment, Thales suddenly stretched out his hand in the direction of the king!
King Kessel shivered slightly.
"But..."
He looked at Thales blankly.
As if it wasn't his son standing before him.
But a new stranger.
"For the stars, Your Majesty," the young man raised his palms flat, his tone was firm, his eyes looked like death:
"Let us be our enemies."
The secret room is deep.
But the king did not answer.
He has a breathing disorder.
"Kaiser Can Star..."
Thyls was unmoved, he still stared at the man in front of him:
"What did you say?"
The lights are flashing.
Kaiser didn't answer~IndoMTL.com~He was in a trance.
"The King of Iron Fist..."
Thyls' complexion is deep, he stretched his voice and lowered his tone, which is disturbing:
"What did you say?"
The King of Iron Fist did not answer either.
He was stiff.
"Father!"
At this moment, Thales’s eyes are sharp, and he shouts hoarsely:
"You--"
"How to say!"
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