Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 1: Father and King

　　 The dawn has come.

　　Mindith Hall, the most important and embarrassing father-son meeting in the entire kingdom is being staged.

　　 Thales looked at the strong nobleman in front of him, his father.

　　 He turned to Gilbert and Yordle in fear, but both lowered their heads in silence.

　　 He looked at the guards around the hall again, but the well-equipped soldiers covered their eyes behind the covered helmets and remained motionless.

　　 until the thick voice of King Kessel V came in my ears:

　　 "He looks like a skinny mud monkey."

　　 Taylor's situation is really not too good now. His short black hair is cut with pits (Sinti's craft), covered with dust, and his little face is covered with mud and hand marks. Although the magician Ashida used mysterious means to stop the bleeding of his large and small wounds, the abrasions, scratches, and bruises left in the abandoned house and Red Square Street are still sparsely hung on his body. On the same dusty body, that set of beggar’s coarse linen clothes was also in tatters, and a big opening was opened on his chest, almost exposing the burn on his chest. Before entering the Mindisi Hall, he was even in the cold. The wind was trembling.

　　 "I believe you can't make a mistake." Kessel's voice echoed in the gallery.

　　 Thales raised his head again and looked at Kessel, his king, his father.

　　 But Kessel has turned his head and stopped looking at him.

　　 Thales felt a faint disappointment in his heart, but he immediately pressed the feeling down.

　　In his perception, he is already an adult.

　　 Kessel’s thick voice continues to echo:

　　"You all know how important this matter is. Right now, the only people who know about it are three of us. Of course, I will call Ji Ni over, and he needs qualified care, so the insider is the four of us——Wait Mo After Rattle returns, I will tell him personally."

　　"From now on, the Mindith Hall is completely closed, and it is said that a royal secret treasure has been lost. I am very angry."

　　"According to the previous preparations, the fifty end swordsmen, all private soldiers of the Canstar family, will stay here for a whole month, and they will be able to keep secrets. And Yodel, for the sake of caution, you also Here, Ada and the Royal Guard are responsible for my safety this month."

　　Yordel did not speak, just a little bit on his masked head.

　　 "Gilbert." Kessel still didn't look at Thales. He stroked the spar on the scepter, and spoke with a deep voice, his tone full of majesty.

　　"Have you thought about the reason for your visit to Mindis Hall in the early morning?"

　　 "Of course, your Majesty, the excuse is ready-the gangs at the junction of the Xiacheng District and the Western Ring District have suffered numerous casualties. I rushed to your Majesty's palace overnight to report this matter." Gilbert replied respectfully.

　　 "Not enough, I will go back to Fuxing Palace tomorrow, but you must visit here frequently in the next month. There must be a better reason." King Kessel shook his head.

　　 "That said, that royal treasure disappeared too mysteriously. Your Majesty, you asked me to investigate this thoroughly?"

　　 "It's a bit blunt, but one month is enough." King Kessel thought for a while and nodded.

　　 Then, the king of stars finally turned his gaze to Thales, who was at a loss.

　　 His eyes were sharp, and Thales unconsciously stepped back.

　　 It doesn’t feel like a father is watching his son.

　　 But the king didn't seem to care about Thales at all.

　　"One month, Gilbert, one month."

　　"Before his identity is officially recognized, Gilbert, you are his personal teacher, responsible for all his teaching matters."

　　 "Yes, Your Majesty. As you wish, I will do my best." Gilbert replied respectfully.

　　 Thales' heart sank.

　　 Kessel calmly nodded the scepter and groaned for a while.

　　"You must prepare him. He can't appear in front of the entire kingdom and the six major families like this, as well as envoys from other countries."

　　"From etiquette to temperament, knowledge to appearance, we must have a decent look. What we need is a decent heir to the kingdom, not a downcast street beggar."

　　Street beggar?

　　 After hearing this, Thales squeezed his fists slightly.

　　 "Based on the welcome banquet of the Exeter Mission, I hope he can make an appearance at that time-it is not easy, but I believe you can do it well."

　　 Thales trembled slightly, but still silently listened to King Kessel's unquestionable order, planning his future step by step.

　　 But in Thales' future, there seems to be no place for his own will.

　　 How could this be?

　　He still has many questions, many doubts, and many thoughts.

　　 But King Kessel in front of him didn't seem to care about his thoughts. He just issued his own orders and talked about his wishes one by one.

　　 "No one needs to know what his past is, but after all, there must be a saying, Gilbert, make up a story about his origin."

　　"As long as we can confirm his bloodline-I will discuss this with Li Xia, the gods are not incapable of trading-we are not afraid of gossip."

　　"Choose his peers from the list of nobles, as well as the heir’s teachers and attendants-after he is admitted, these are the focal points and must be filed in advance. I will see it before next week List."

　　" To be on the safe side, Gilbert, you have to reconfirm the terms of the royal family in the "Sacred Stars Covenant" and the precedents like him in the Shining Star family. If there is something controversial, we will remedy Too late."

　　 Thales frowned, listening to them continue to plan their own future, their own lives.

　　 is like a string puppet.

　　"As for his marriage contract, I have an idea, we will discuss it later, Exeter—"

　　 At this moment, Gilbert interrupted the king with a respectful expression.

　　 "Your Majesty, there is still time," the gray-haired middle-aged nobleman seemed to feel wrong, but he still tried his best to express his opinion: "If you need to be alone with this child, we can— —"

　　 But Kessel stopped Gilbert with a sharp wave.

　　 At that moment, Thales saw the king's deep eyes trembled, and he felt a strange emotion emerging from Kessel's expression.

　　 Thales wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed it back.

　　Me—what should I say?

　　What can I say?

　　 Should you be more enthusiastic about your son?

　　 sounds like a kid who hasn’t eaten sugar.

　　 Kessel seemed to want to turn his head to Thales, but suddenly turned back in the middle of the journey, and saw him with a scepter in his hands, looking at the portraits of the three kings on the wall, without speaking for a long time.

　　 It seems that only then is he more like a person.

　　 After a while, Kessel turned around. He didn't look at anyone, but belonged to the King of Stars. Kessel V’s majestic voice sounded again.

　　"In short, the task on you is very heavy. The Star Kingdom has had no heirs for twelve years. And just last week, Gusted mentioned the king selection system of the Kingdom of Exter intentionally or unintentionally in his letter-you I know how the six major families will react."

　　 Thales lowered his head silently.

　　 This is—his father, his king?

　　 Gilbert seemed to want to say something, but he just lowered his head and sighed slightly from the invisible sight of the king.

　　 But some people interrupted the king regardless of the atmosphere.

　　 "Your Majesty."

　　 Thales looked back in surprise, but the silent Yordle spoke.

　　 The secret guard, his expression behind the mask is unknown, but his hoarse voice is extremely firm:

　　 "He is your blood first, your son! Finally, he is your heir."

　　 "And you can't ignore it."

　　 Thales raised his head, only to see King Kessel V exhale a long breath.

　　 Then he closed his eyes.

　　 "Yes, he is my son," the king closed his eyes, clutching the scepter tightly, and said dullly: "That's why I will be here today."

　　 "I gave him to you. Remember, one month."

　　 Kessel V said nothing after all.

　　Yordel lowered his head and stopped talking.

　　 An unspeakable disappointment spread to Thales' heart.

　　 The king nodded and looked at Gilbert and Yordle, who were kneeling on one knee, and with inexplicable emotions and complicated eyes, he glanced at the dazed Thales and turned away without hesitation.

　　 Gilbert and Yodel stood up slowly.

　　, the strong back figure slowly walked down the stairs.

　　 The footsteps are heavy, but majestic.

　　The majesty of the king.

　　 This—is it over?

　　 Thales looked at the leaving "father" in disbelief.

　　 No, this is not right.

　　 Isn’t he the father of this body?

　　 But why——

　　 "Wait a minute!"

　　 Thales finally couldn't help it, he yelled out.

　　 The sturdy figure paused, then turned around.

　　 Gilbert looked at Thales in surprise, but Yordel's expression was still hidden behind the mask.

　　 Looking at the king who was gradually turning around, Thales trembled.

　　 But he still spoke.

　　 "You are my father, aren't you?"

　　, the king held on to the handrail of the stairs and looked at Thales with indescribable eyes.

　　 "But why are you unwilling, unwilling to tell me even a word?"

Gilbert beside 　　 stretched out his hand to Thales, seeming to want to say something, but in the end he chose to remain silent.

　　 "Why don't you even ask my name!"

　　 "As long as you are the heir? Don't you care what your son is called?"

　　Kessel V clutched the scepter tightly, but didn't answer a word, but slowly raised his eyebrows.

　　 "You said, no one needs to know how my past is."

　　 Thales shivered, and the burn on his chest started to hurt again.

　　 "But what about me? I need to know! I need to know my past!"

　　 Kessel's eyes changed when he saw Thales.

　　 is no longer the gaze of looking, examining and checking.

　　 It seems to realize for the first time that Thales is alone.

　　 and his son.

　　 "I want to know, what happened!"

　　 These words, Thales himself didn't know, he simply yelled out.

　　 "I want to know who my mother is."

　　 "I want to know who I am."

　　 "I still have many, many doubts, many, many questions."

　　 Thales gasped and said, the consumption of tonight has made this seven-year-old body a little overwhelming.

　　The king finally looked at him, the sky blue pupils in his deep eyes shining brightly.

　　 At that moment, Kessel V’s gaze was quite complicated and incomprehensible, and Thales could not read more.

　　 "Very well, boy, what is your name?"

　　 only listen to the supreme ruler of the stars, and ask with his thick voice.

　　 Thales stared at Kessel.

　　 "Tels," he heard himself say, "My name is Thales."

　　 "Then Thales, my son," Kessel narrowed his eyes and said, "Gilbert will answer everything for you."

　　 Then, Kessel V, the thirty-ninth highest king of the Star Kingdom, the Southern Islands, and the Western Desert.

　　 just like that, he left the Mindis Hall without looking back.

　　His cloak disappeared from the vision of the traverser.

　　 At that moment, Thales only felt cold.

　　 He lowered his head and stared at the precious black floor tiles.

　　 Is this my father?

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　　 "Don't worry, don't think too much, your majesty just has too much business, in fact he--."

　　 Before Gilbert finished speaking, Yordel suddenly came forward and squatted down in front of Thales. He will not know when it will be in his hands. Thales’ JC dagger (Gilbert’s face After a change, he touched his waist, frowning), and gently stuffed it into Thales’ hands, only to see the dark purple mask slightly, and a hoarse voice slowly came:

　　"You are his son, you are led by your blood, and your destiny is connected. No one, nothing, can change this."

　　 But Thales remained silent.

　　 He squeezed his fists.

　　 Looking at Yordle who interrupted him, Gilbert exhaled dissatisfiedly from his nose, squatted down in front of Thales, and said softly:

　　 "Tyles, my little sir, you have experienced enough tonight."

　　 "Now you need to rest, maybe medical treatment."

　　 "Tyles, please come with me. Yodel, I will come to you later, we have to talk."

　　 Thales remained silent, but when Kilbert put his hand, the traverser followed Gilbert obediently.

　　 Only Yordel, he raised his head and looked at a vase in the far hallway.

　　 He observed with sharp and terrifying eyes that invisible micro cracks appeared on the vase.

　　Yordel frowned slightly behind his mask.

　　 He knew, before Thales roared.

　　 The vase is still intact.

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