Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 122: Covenant

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A few minutes later, Thales led Mallos with a large group of people (and a **** horse who was hungry for a meal and was chattering about it), lively, stumbling on the carpet of the Fuxing Palace on.

Wai Ya worked hard and said to DD that "the prince's personal affairs should be my responsibility", but every time Doyle gags "Oh, what do you and me, brothers and lives," fooled; Cohen eagerly wanted to find Glover asked about the situation, but the latter kept moving in the team, ensuring that he and Cohen were on either side of Rolf at all times, and the police officer had to pass by if he wanted to find him (when he saw Cohen approaching, he would be fierce. Light) Ghost of the Wind.

After experiencing a hard time together, the two parties that had never met together, the old part of Longxiao City and the Star Lake Guard, were no longer so distinct, and the black and overwhelming Fuxing Palace forced them to flock to the prince together. Around the body, dispel tension and fear, find safety and belonging.

"Thank you, Tormond."

Tyles spoke suddenly, ignoring Wiya, who was struggling to catch up with the prince behind him, but was dragged down by D.D's excessive enthusiasm.

Malós, who is closest to the teenager, frowned:

"For what?"

"Thanks to your adequate preparation in advance, you left me with enough manpower." Thales said flatly.

"That's just emergency insurance."

Malos shook his head:

"Unexpectedly, you not only used it..."

As the most well-dressed, healthiest, and neatest among these people, Mallos frowned when he looked at the new faces in the team:

"Also added a lot of manpower."

Done a great thing.

Amidst the hustle and bustle, Thales was not in a high mood, and Mallos seemed to be very worried. If the two had a tacit understanding, there was a very long gap between the question and the answer.

"Who is that?"

Looking at the two figures in front of them, one big and one small, but their steps are full of tacit understanding, Wiya couldn't help but whisper to Doyle.

"Oh, he," D.D's eyes lit up, looking like a person coming by, carefree:

"Of course our beloved captain of the guard, Tormund Mallos."

"Oh," Wiya reacted:

"Is that the one that your Highness said to be sent to the prison of bones?"

Doyle's complexion changed, pressing her lips with her fingers:

"Shhh--"

He gave a sneaky glance at the captain's back:

"He... is stingy."

They walked down a level. The dark horse Jenny hated the terrain and environment, and began to sneer again. Gernard and Willow were snarled by it and caused a commotion in the team. In the end, it was Glover. Stay on its reins, use the zombie-specific death gaze and the waist long sword (mainly the latter) to force it to obediently.

"Thank you, you can't protect yourself, so I asked Captain Adrian to help me." Thales sighed and said to his guard captain.

"What?" Mallos frowned.

"He came in to help me procrastinate--'Ancient and modern swords cannot escape their sheaths', isn't it the secret signal you entrusted him to convey?"

"No," Mallos decisively denied:

"This sentence was originally taught to me by the captain."

"What?" The prince was surprised:

"So, did you ask him to come?"

Malos shook his head, his face as usual:

"Of course not. Vogel alone is difficult enough. How can I control you."

Thyls had a pause.

"I knew it."

The prince exhaled angrily and pressed his forehead:

"Quite your anger, calm your anger, everything depends on yourself, on yourself, and all on yourself."

Malos turned his gaze to Thales's hand.

"What is that?"

Thyls stagnated. He put down his right hand and looked at the ornament on his index finger—it was a gray bony ring with two rings, one in front and one in the back, and the ring face was engraved with strange hideousness. The head of the beast, almost covering the small half of the knuckle, is monotonous but heavy.

If you wear two more, you can even act as a punch.

"The gift of witnessing the reconciliation," Telston put down his right hand for a second, and said quietly:

"From father."

Malles thoughtfully.

A team of servants and guards came from afar, and when they found that the opposite was Prince Thales, their complexions changed drastically, and they retreated and avoided as quickly as possible, and scattered before entering the salute range.

"It is rare, I have never received this treatment."

Malles faced the empty court with a complicated mood:

"What did you do?"

What did you do?

Thyls' mood sank, and he looked in a trance among the noisy and lively team.

DD talks about the various ghost stories in Fuxing Palace ("From 4 am to 4:30 in the morning, if you are alone in the "John Longhouse" in the waiting mirror, you may see the "black eyes" John stands behind you, he will gloomily ask who you are and why you are in his bedroom... Don't look back at this time! Let alone your name! I accidentally checked the record of the guard, a long time ago, there was a The predecessor of the guard called Immanu did not believe in evil and turned around, and this is the last guard record about him..."), bluffing Cohen and Willow;

Jenard was pleased to look at the well-behaved Jenny, and felt that the prince’s horseman had a successor to the increasingly impatient Glover;

Faced with the complicated situation, Wiya tried to make gestures, trying to say something to Rolf to unite with each other ("We are in a group, right?"), but the latter always An indifferent look.

"I sold myself." Thales said dullly.

Malles turned to look at him.

"Don't worry, I negotiated a good price."

The watchman squinted:

"For example?"

Tyles glanced behind him:

"For example, you, and everyone in the Mindith Hall, are all safe and have to get out of trouble?"

"Yes," Mallos's expression remained unchanged:

"Worship you for the disaster."

Thyls ignored his sarcasm:

"Because of violating the royal family and kidnapping nobles at the banquet, Anke Bailar will be sent to the prison of bones and imprisoned for life."

Malles raised his eyebrows:

"Life imprisonment? Well, he must be grateful."

Thyls shook his head:

"To save him from death is my father's biggest concession-as for the debts and political disputes between the two families behind, the Noble Affairs Institute will come forward, and the Department of Finance and Taxation and the Department of Discipline and Discipline will be negotiated and resolved."

"These are not valuable," the guard shook his head:

"What did you sell, and what did you change?"

Talston gave it a bit.

"You know, today's imperial meeting was originally meant to hold the princes of the Western Wilderness accountable for the infighting in the blade camp and the case of the Bailar family."

Malles' expression changed slightly.

Thyls chuckled lightly:

"Until I took Falkenhauser's family sword, broke into the palace illegally, complained about my interests, and persuaded your majesty."

Malles moved with a look, and glanced at the guard behind him who was telling the story of "Cohen, the hero of the battle of Dragon City, vs. the Burning Knight":

"But what you took is obviously Karabyan's sword."

"Yes," Thales was in a deep mood:

"But people don't know."

The watchman paused and nodded:

"People don't know."

Thyls also nodded:

"And I will write a letter to the Duke of Falkenhaus in the Western Wilderness."

Malles moved his eyes.

Thyls sighed, his tone was full of emotion:

"After writing, we can walk sideways in the capital and even the entire kingdom."

Malles thoughtfully, this time, he was silent for a long time.

Thyls sneered lightly:

"Also, please tell the logistics officer Shi Tuo, starting tomorrow, Mindis Hall will be responsible for the bill."

Malles' complexion sank.

Fuck.

"You never thought about it, what if you fail?"

"Think about it."

Thyls sighed: "So I sent Commuto."

"Commuto?"

Thyls nodded:

"He was a little scared and reluctant to break into the court and make trouble. So I sent him to find Ms. Ji Ni."

"Calculate the time, it's almost time."

At this moment, a breeze hit, and the lights flashed in the palace corridor!

Malles frowned:

"Enemy Attack!"

Everyone's face changed

In the next second, a strong wind hits, and a black shadow rushes out of the corridor, rushing towards Thales with a thunderous momentum!

Glover and Coenzi step forward together and draw their swords out of their sheaths.

But the black shadow was unexpected, he stepped on Glover's sword, then stepped on Cohen's shoulder, flashed past, and instantly broke through the two.

The black shadow passed Wya and Rolf in full view, and rushed to Thales and Mallos without any obstacles!

"Wow, hoo, hoo, hoo! Huh!"

The refreshing and sharp voice spread:

"I bought this road, and I opened this road!"

There was a flower in front of Thales, and only saw the shadow pull out the weapon, the blade flashed, and while pushing back Wiya and Rolf, the inextinguishable light in the corridor was trembling with pain:

"To kill the prince, from my body-up-step on!"

The black shadow paused, revealing a small figure tightly covered by a cloak.

She swung a scimitar and babbled to the stunned people around:

"Have you heard, did you hear, did you hear?"

Everyone, including Thales, was shocked, staring blankly at the performance of the person in front of them.

Seeing that no one challenged his authority, the visitor put away his scimitar and nodded in satisfaction:

"Well, that's right!"

The next moment, Thales twitched his face:

"Ah, Ada?"

The short figure nodded, shakes his cloak, puts a handsome figure with his hips akimbo, snaps his fingers: "That's right!"

"Boy, as soon as I heard that you were in danger, I rushed here! But now that I am here, you are safe, you're welcome!"

Under everyone's weird eyes, the elf guard happily stretched out his hand and patted Thales on the shoulder awkwardly:

"How about, I arrived in time to save you from the danger of life, am I very touched?"

Tyles' face turned black and thanked him dryly:

"Ah, yes, I'm so touched, thanks to you, if you come one step late..."

There seems to be no difference.

Ada nodded contentedly and wiped the oil stains from the corners of her mouth.

Wiya and Rolf, who were accustomed to this scene, sighed and broke away. Only the dark horse Jane snorted excitedly.

"Ada Instructor."

Mallos's complexion tightened:

"Royal Guard, welcome you home."

Hearing these words, Edson trembled, turning his head back, his voice cringed:

"Eh, you are the one, that..."

"Master instructor!" A stern call rang.

I saw Doyle push away from the crowd and rushed over (until he was stopped by the zombie halfway), his eyes were crystal clear, his voice was deformed:

"You, you have been there for six years, six years, and finally, finally come back! Wow, you clearly told me at the time that only a few weeks..."

Everyone frowned at him.

Ada was taken aback, scratching her head embarrassedly:

"Ah, yes, sorry..."

"I didn't expect it to be spicy for so long, I worried you..."

"No, since you are back, then I can rest assured," D.D burst into tears, touching his heart:

"I can work with you as I did before!"

"Thank you, thank you." Edda chuckled guiltily.

"Yes, that," she suddenly remembered something, and looked at the loyal D.D kindly:

"Who are you?"

On the other side, Mallos sighed deeply as he watched the people jumping in the line.

"Your Highness, the price is actually not important."

He turned to Thales who was depressed:

"The most important thing is that when you bargain, what you use..."

Malles said solemnly:

"Is it your own balance?"

Hearing this, Thales raised his head and squeezed his right hand.

———

"You still have nothing to say?"

In Ballard's room, Thales chuckled at the king in front of him:

"Why, I have to sign a labor contract when I sell it to you? "If I don't do what you say, don't go to the undercover partner company and steal trade secrets, you will deduct my year-end performance award." "

The prince stared at King Kessel:

"Boss?"

Thyls sneered:

"Or do you want me to write a secret statement. When I betray you, you will show it to the world, "The prince is a wolf, don't believe him"?"

The King of Iron Fist did not respond to his nonsense.

He just raised his head and faintly stared at the furnishings in Ballard's room that hadn't changed for many years, and was silent for a long time.

Finally, just when Thales couldn't help yawning, the king spoke softly:

"Stake an oath."

Thyls was startled when he heard the words.

There is a **** in the eyes of King Kessel:

"We form an alliance and sign an agreement to witness this moment with an oath."

Swear?

Tyles blinked, surprised.

"Wow."

"This, I really didn't expect it, swear."

The prince chewed the word:

"So old school?"

King Kessel did not speak, he just stared at Thales coldly.

Thyls sighed.

"Well, your majesty."

The next second, Thales pressed his right hand and he turned to the discussion table!

The king frowned.

I saw Thales sitting cross-legged, opened the lid of the hip flask and took a sip, his face distorted by choking.

"Then, if you agree, if you accept, if you accept our appointment today, if you are willing to fight side by side with me, and move forward with one heart, until the kingdom of Yanqing, the revival of stars, Your Majesty Kessel," Tyre Si bit the word and put down the flask in disgust:

"Let us have a drink together and swear to be our alliance."

He knocked the flask and pushed it towards the king:

"For the Star Kingdom."

King Kessel frowned. He glanced at the hip flask, then at Thales, who was dressed in embarrassment but with an unruly look, and snorted dissatisfiedly.

"What's wrong?"

Thyls laughed out of his voice and patted the table under his butt:

"Hey, don't tell me who this table is an old antique used by someone. If I jump on it presumptuously, you want me to look good?"

King Kessel shook his head, his face expressionless, and gently pushed the flask away.

Thyls frowned:

"You..."

"This is the swearing custom of Yankees, barbaric and backward."

The king said slowly:

"We have a better way."

Under Thales' strange gaze, King Kessel reached out his palm and held the Star Staff on the side of the chair.

At that moment, the jewel on the top of the scepter gave out a dazzling blue light without warning, reflecting the entire Ballard room like daylight, causing Thales to close his eyes and turn his head!

"Let me take it!"

Fortunately, the blue light is fleeting.

King Kessel put down his scepter and spread his left hand flat.

Tyles opened his eyes in pain, slowly regaining his vision.

He found that a large ring was lying quietly on the king's left hand.

Its color is gray and white.

Its face is hideous.

"This is the coronation of the Chronicles Royal Family," King Kessel turned the strange ring on his hand, his eyes were different:

"For seven hundred years, it has been hidden in the rod of stars. Whenever the throne takes turns, it only appears briefly."

"The crowned thing?"

Thyls squinted his eyes to examine it:

"This ring, this shape, doesn't look like..."

"Orc-style bone ring," The Ironfist King knew his doubts and went straight:

"Take the rare and heavy ancient horror beast bones, cast the hardest part of it, and build it with difficulty."

Thyls is sturdy and surprised now:

"Orcs?"

The king did not answer, his eyes remained on the bone ring.

Thyls looked at this bizarre ring--the ring was engraved with many heads of beasts, and they roared without exception.

He compared his experience in the desert, although this bone ring is already very big, but compared to the orcs...

"It's too small," Thales asked puzzled.

"Because it is not for orcs, but for humans," the king said quietly:

"The name: ‘Gortaksa’."

Gortaksa.

Thyls recalled the Orc language course and guessed:

"I don’t know if your tone is right or not, but this syllable and structure in orc language should be nouns or pronouns, and these two affixes should be positive and glorious, and abstract. As for The actual meaning depends on the pronunciation and writing, as well as the different language habits of the three major orc branches..."

"'Covenant'," King Kessel refused to give him a chance to show off his work, and answered him bluntly:

"This is what it means."

Covenant.

"Gur-Tucker-Sa," Thales' eyes were attracted by the bone ring, and he whispered its name softly:

"Covenant?"

The king nodded.

"Seven hundred years ago, the coalition of the mountain elves and the northern humans suffered a disastrous defeat, and fell overnight, and the situation of the end battle was eroded."

The end of the battle.

Thyls's mood sank.

"At the critical moment, a mortal headed north alone and embarked on a dangerous road: He crossed the ancient ‘last line of defense of mankind’ backwards and penetrated into the Quegul Glacier."

Quigul Glacier.

The king’s voice is long and deep:

"He wants to break the taboo of mankind since ancient times, seek the aid of ancient enemies, enter into agreements and alliances, and fight against disasters."

An ancient enemy.

To fight against disasters together.

Thyls is puzzled from the heart:

"A...mortal?"

The king slowly nodded, the sentence carries the weight of history:

"When he returned from the glacier, eight battle flags were flying behind him."

"In the orc kingdom after the glacier, there are eight tribes who are willing to put aside the blood training of their ancestors, and put aside the **** hatred."

"They are mighty, they are going south."

Thyls couldn't help holding his breath.

"So for the first time since the age of obscurity, the orcs have crossed the natural dangers of Quigul without bloodshed, crossed the ruins of the'last line of defense of mankind', crossed the thirty-eight outposts built later, and entered the Northern Province , Set foot on the territory of the former human empire, travel thousands of miles, and join the battle for the end."

The next second, King Kessel has sharp eyes:

"In this way, Nicaru Aix broke through unprecedented obstacles with great courage and courage, and brought a powerful reinforcement that no one would have expected, but that is unacceptable in the world."

"So as to stabilize the battle in the Northland."

"Help him finally—reverse the cold wind."

Neckar Aix.

Listening to this name, Thales couldn't help but think of the silver light in the endless darkness between the belly of the mountain under Longxiao City:

"This is the first time I heard..."

The King of Iron Fist nodded.

"Departing from the classics and rebellious, and working with the hideous aliens, the later generations of Northerners certainly don't think this is a glorious thing," King Kessel said lightly:

"Especially after the end of the war, the relationship between humans and the orcs deteriorated again, becoming enemies with each other."

The Ironfisted King put down the bone ring in his hand and pushed him to Thales.

"And this is the token of the alliance between Nekaru and the orcs."

"Gortaxa—'Covenant'."

The king paused for a long time.

Tyles picked up the bone ring, endured the doubt and shock in his heart, and slowly digested this peculiar history.

"There are eight engraved beast heads above, representing the consensus of the eight orc saint chieftains," the king slowly said:

"It is said that Nekaru followed the etiquette of the orcs and defeated all opponents with its own strength, thereby gaining the respect and trust of the orcs in exchange for understanding and commitment."

"Oneself..." Thales turned the bone ring, looked at the inexplicable words around the ring, remembered the "orc duel" he encountered in the desert, and sighed:

"Well, the legend."

"But why is it here? On... the scepter of the King of Stars?"

King Kessel raised his head:

"After the end of the war, the upstarts of the North and the remnants of the empire renewed their dispute, and Necaru and Tormund I met with swordsmen."

"But the two kings finally concluded a truce with foresight, and forgive the past."

Thyls woke up after thinking of the library in Longxiao City.

"This ring witnessed the initial contract between the two countries and the oath of Nicaru and Tormond," the king said solemnly:

"Finally, the founding king of Exeter gave it to the King of Revival as a sign of reconciliation and trust."

So, Nikaru used this thing for Tormund's "triumphal"?

"Oh," Thales didn't change his face:

"That's it."

"Then why did you take it out?"

King Kessel looked at him faintly, and did not answer.

Thyls reacted and couldn't help laughing.

"This? Isn't that still Yankee's way of swearing?"

He threw the bone ring and laughed and laughed:

"Savage and backward?"

The next second, Gortaxa was thrown into the air by Thales, but he was grabbed by the king!

King Kessel stared at Thales solemnly, and the atmosphere became heavy.

This makes the latter nervous.

I saw the king put the "covenant" on his index finger at a very slow speed, and stretched it towards Thales:

"Here and now, under the witness of Gortaxa, we swear to conclude the agreement."

He has a solemn expression, not a joke.

Thyls's eyebrows beat:

"Really come?"

Is it a drama or something?

But the iron-fisted king stared at the young man, every word:

"You will help me push the kingdom forward, roll forward, remove obstacles, and break the shackles."

He stared sharply:

"Do whatever it takes to do this."

"Everything."

At that moment, Thales could not bear the sharp eyes of the king.

"So general?"

He had to twist the beginning and use jokes to ease the atmosphere:

"There is no clause or something?"

The King of Iron Fist stared at him for a long time before gently removing the bony ring.

"The person who swears is a person, not a cold language."

"The people connected to the oath are also people."

The king whispered:

"We have a tacit understanding in each other's hearts regarding the covenant we have made, the promise we have kept, including everything we said before."

"No need to repeat."

Thyls's eyebrows jumped, he chuckles unnaturally:

"It sounds like a family."

But the king didn't want to have a family, he pushed Gortaxa to Thales.

"It's your turn."

Seeing that the other party was so serious, Thales had to cheer up and pick up the simple but hideous bone ring.

"Okay."

Thyls didn't think too much, he shook the ring in his hand:

"And you..."

"Put it on." King Kessel interrupted him, his eyes getting colder.

Thyls frowned.

But he still turned the bone ring carefully and put it on the index finger of his right hand.

Different from its hideous and rough appearance, it has a smooth and warm touch.

Tyles swallowed his throat and pointed it at the king.

Okay.

"Here and now, under the witness of the ‘covenant’, we swear to conclude the covenant."

"I will help you promote the kingdom..."

Tyles looked at the king and said sternly:

"And you will respect my wishes, listen to my opinions, treat them sincerely, without reservation."

"There is no deception."

"Any."

At this moment, the prince and the king are facing each other, feeling the seriousness in each other's eyes.

After a long silence, King Kessel nodded:

"Then, in the name of Kessel Mindith Eddie Canstar."

"I promise this."

He stared at Thales.

Thyls was uncomfortable staring at him, just want to get rid of here quickly:

"Then, in the name of Thales Thranjylana Kessel Star, I..."

Tyles coughed:

"I agree!"

"Is it all right?"

Damn it.

Although wearing this ring is not uncomfortable, the prince does not feel good.

It's like... he is bound by something.

Only then did the king look away, nodded, and whispered softly:

"Then this agreement has been made."

Thyls sneered and shook the bone ring in his hand:

"Then, the contract takes effect?"

Just now.

Boom!

Thyls only felt a muffled sound in his ears, and under the severe pain of the eardrum, he subconsciously reached out and covered his ears.

[Then this agreement has been established...has been established...established...]

Heavy and layered voices came from all directions, echoing endlessly, shocking the entire court!

But it's useless to cover his ears. This heavy, weird voice is unstoppably pouring into his brain in an unspeakable way, and he can't even tell what language it is.

[He who carries this alliance...the alliance...the one...]

If you really want to say it feels like thousands of knives are tearing a piece of steel!

Even the table and floor tiles under him are constantly shaking.

[The betrayal of the relatives...]

"Worri!"

Thyls only felt that the world was spinning, he couldn't help closing his eyes tightly, but he felt everything around his body vibrating at high frequencies!

He couldn't help shouting:

"What the hell!"

The crime of the prison river surged crazily, but it had no effect.

The heavy and sharp voice continues, becoming shorter and stronger, clearly distinguishable:

[Flame Burning Body——]

The ups and downs of the words and sentences are shocking, and Thales only feels numb in his chest:

[Soul Broken Hell River! 】

Finally, the last syllable disappeared and everything stopped.

Thyls lay down on the table, put down his hands covering his ears, and opened his eyes trembling.

Unconsciously, he was already sweating coldly.

The Ballard room is still quiet.

The lights are shining and everything is business as usual.

Across from him, King Kessel sat on the chair, rubbing his forehead painfully with the same expression:

"Relax, this fits the record..."

Thyls got up and took off the bone ring three times.

It rolled a few times, then stopped on the table, the head of the beast opened its mouth ferociously, as if to swallow everything.

"What the **** is this...what the hell?"

Thyls took a few deep breaths, feeling lingering.

"A magical power, right," the king exhaled and gradually returned to normal:

"This is the curse."

Tyles rubbed his ears desperately, but found that they no longer hurt. It seems that everything just now... is an illusion that never happened.

"Curse?"

King Kessel nodded, his expression turned cold again:

"In the age of empire, some people said that they came from under the hell, from the source of the prison river, which is the proof that demons disturb the world."

"Some people say that they are just concocted by warlock warlocks, alarmist self-fulfilling prophecies, but self-deception."

"Some people say that they come from the mysterious and terrifying unknown ancient gods, hovering in corners missed by the gods when they created the world."

"But even the once knowledgeable wizards can't fully understand the secrets of it. They can only classify it as the most secret and taboo part of magic, stay away and put it on the shelf."

The king glanced at Gortaxa, looked at Thales faintly, and spoke deeply:

"This is the curse placed by the ancient wise men in the orc tribe. It is mysterious and lasting."

Curse.

Tyles panted and wiped a sweat:

"This...is it useful? What can it do?"

The King of Iron Fist gave a low laugh.

"The orcs," he was silent for a while before he said, "Seven hundred years ago, those eight orc tribes who were willing to help mankind fight disasters did not send troops out of generosity and sympathy."

Thyls gave a look.

"Nicaru promised that they will live in and multiply after the victory of the war as a'land without snow and ice'."

King Kessel slowly said:

"That is the eight tribes of orcs in today's great desert, under the throne of dragon skeletons."

Thyls frowned:

"The Great Desert?"

He remembered the experience in the desert and the brief contact with the orcs:

"How did the eight tribes of orcs in the desert come from?"

Thyls reacted immediately:

"Wait, a land without snow and ice?"

The king stared at him quietly.

Thyls chuckled:

"So Nekaru played a word game? The land he promised before the war, but was allocated to the orcs after the war, is something that no one wants at all-barren desert?"

What should I say, Nikaru, you damn...

Little clever ghost?

Thyls was dumbfounded when he thought of the silver shadow man in the belly of the mountains.

"Word game?"

But the King of Iron Fist gave a cold snort, which caused the lights in the room to tremble.

He glanced at Thales lightly:

"Do you know how the Dragon King died?"

Thyls smiled suddenly when he heard this.

He has an ominous premonition.

"Sick and die."

Thyls is discreet and authentic:

"Neckarw King Junma spent his entire life with injuries and died young. The nephew behind him, Nun Walton the'Smiling', inherited the position and title of Neckarw, and he took Aaron Durborg changed its name to Longxiao City to commemorate his uncle, the founding king of Exeter."

Speaking of this, Thales can't help but think of "Neckaru's Oath", thinking of the battle between the king and the princes for hundreds of years:

"But the smiler and the nine lords of Nicaru were dissatisfied with each other, causing Exeter to fall into a terrible division and turmoil--until'Black Eye' John led the army to the northern expedition, forcing them to unite, ten The Grand Duke made the'Nikaru Oath' to fight the stars together."

"Yes," King Kessel listened and hummed softly:

"But that is the official statement."

Official statement?

Tyles narrowed his eyes and waited for the following.

"In the Kingdom Secrets, there is an extremely early top-secret information, which was sealed by'Deadly Iris'."

The king said quietly:

"It is recorded that one night after the establishment of the Kingdom of Exeter, countless people in Allendburg woke up from their sleep."

"But hearing the harsh wind, resounding through the sky."

"I saw the blue flames covering the moon again, melting away the snow of Qianfeng."

Strong wind, sky, Cang Yan...

Listening to these unnatural visions, Thales, who has experienced experience, wondered:

"What? You mean..."

King Kessel was silent for a while, faintly nodding:

"Exactly."

"The mythical dragon, the so-called'Queen of the Sky', who was passed down by the people as the spouse of Dragon Knight, descended on the cliff of the sky that night."

In the narrow and dark Ballard room, the Ironfist King spoke in a deep voice:

"It brings down a merciless flame..."

"The human hero, the king of dragon knights, Neckar Ax I who made his achievements and fame and respected by thousands of people..."

"A living place..."

"Burning to ashes~IndoMTL.com~The voice fell, the lights dimmed.

"What?"

Thyls screamed out loud.

His gaze turned to the tabletop, fixed on the gray and ferocious bone ring.

What are you doing?

The statue standing on the highest point of Longxiao City.

The most proud hero of the Northlanders.

The founding monarch of Exeter.

Silver shadows under the mountains.

The King of Dragoons.

Neckar Aix.

His fate, he was given to by the Queen of the Sky by his own, or the "wife" that the world said...

Give...

There is also the fairy tale, the founding story of the dragon queen and the knight king...

Thyls' brain is blank and it is difficult to understand the logic behind this truth.

"I said, the swearer is a person, not an icy language, stealing, slippery, and playing with words is just a trail."

The king said slowly, jealously and serious.

Stealing, playing slippery, playing with words...

Tyles' eyes narrowed.

Wait.

Nikaru's promise, orcs, a land without snow and ice, a great desert.

So, it was just...

Back this ally.

The people betrayed their relatives and left.

Recalling the magic sound he had just heard, Thales looked dazed.

"Gortaksa has his own judgment on what agreement is made, what promise is kept, what is breach of promise, what is renunciation of promise."

Across from him, King Kessel also looked at the bone ring, his eyes flickering:

"It will do its own way when necessary..."

"Respond to."

Respond.

Below the mountains, the laughing silver shadow man flashed in front of Thales for the last time.

Instead, Gortaxa—the magic sound in the covenant:

The flame burns.

The soul broke the prison river.