Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 10: Behind the scenes (top)

Thyls stared blankly at Rumba's half-out blade. Lewen Mobile Network

This is not the first time he has been in danger.

According to Thales’ understanding of this world, I am afraid it will not be the last.

But he really didn't know what he could do when he was in the same compartment with the murderous Grand Duke of Rumba and there were countless soldiers outside.

Use the so-called magic power again?

Tyles reached out and squeezed Slick's hand.

"You are Nunn's granddaughter, little girl." Rumba turned his sword over and said lightly.

The two were slightly stiff.

Tyles' palms were cold, and he didn't know how to react.

He found out.

The Grand Duke Heisha fixedly looked at the old sword in his hand, his eyes full of peculiar sentiment.

"When Nunn went out to the disaster, bringing you and her-the two most important chips with me, this action really surprised me." Rumba said to himself.

Slicker was so scared that he couldn't even speak.

Tyles took a deep breath.

What should he do?

No.

Since it is the last.

He has to figure out at least some things.

Thyls slowly raised his head and looked directly into Rumba's eyes: "I think your behavior was probably beyond Nunn's expectations."

"The Kingslayer."

"Huh!"

A crisp metal rub.

Slicker shook his head slightly, and Thales was also taken aback.

Rumba turned his head, and the blade in his hand had returned to the scabbard.

"Don’t you understand? Whether it’s Nunn’s death or the current chaos," Grand Duke Rumba’s gaze was complicated, but Thales could not read much emotion from it. He only listened to the justice: "All this You brought it all."

"Me?" Thales raised his eyes in amazement.

Rumba’s expressions buckled together on the bumpy carriage, changing with the light, changing light and dark.

"If everything goes smoothly and develop according to the plan of Aaron and I," the Duke said flatly: "Then no matter the stars or the dragon, there will be a new life."

"Until you ruin everything."

Rumba's eyes became sharp and cold, and he pointed directly at Thales.

"In the stars, you turned Arund, who was destined to be king, into a prisoner. In Broken Dragon Fortress, you blocked my last escape route. In Exeter, you took the black sand collar with Nunn’s anger. We are on the verge of destruction," The Grand Duke Heisha's words became extremely cold, making Thales shudder: "It is you who forced me to choose the most intense means."

Tyles gritted his teeth

"The excuse of a coward," the prince tried his best not to look at the old scabbard that had been polished bald and shiny, and said nonchalantly: "Why don't you ask yourself why you want to assassinate Prince Moral restlessly? , Coveting the throne?"

"Even after the failure of the plan, you have no other way out, but you have chosen the most extreme one."

Tyles gave Rumba a cold look:

"The Lord Who Killed the King."

Rumba stared at him motionlessly, and then sneered rarely.

"When I was your age," Rumba's lips turned slightly to one side, her eyes gleaming: "Mother took Harold and me back to Longxiao City. At the gate, I watched a The prisoner was executed."

"Just before the execution, my grandfather's warrant came: he wants to pardon the prisoner."

Tyles frowned, and he glanced out of the carriage from the corner of his eye.

No.

Still no chance.

"As a result," Rumba's words continued: "The executioner slashed off the prisoner's head before the warrant was read. Before the king's order took effect."

Xiao Qiantou is still very scared, but listening to Rumba's story, she unconsciously shows a look of listening.

"The executioner was a tough warrior, with a clean and neat technique, without procrastination. I still remember the high head and the splashing blood, as well as the **** hands that he took the king indifferently. The scenario of the warrant."

The Grand Duke paused. He lowered his head and cast his eyes to the sword in his hand.

"In the carriage, Harold kept comforting me who was so scared that I was crying," Rumba seemed to be in a trance, only listening to him silently: "That was the first time I understood what death is and what is killing." /

He raised his head and turned to Thales.

However, this time, Rumba didn't turn his eyes on Thales.

Instead, he casts behind him.

To the little girl.

Tyles felt tight in his heart, and couldn't help squeezing Xiaoshui's hand.

"Later, my mother told us that the executioner was her brother, our uncle, Prince Nunn Walton."

Rumba is expressionless and authentic, with a pair of sharp eyes staring at the little slippery head:

"Nun Walton VII, your grandfather, my uncle was born a killer, ruthless, tough and stubborn, unable to bear weakness and hesitation, especially after his coronation."

Little Slick just stared at Rumba blankly, not dare to take a mouthful.

"He has always liked to deal with his enemies simply, brutally and resolutely." Lombard said flatly.

Thyls' eyes moved.

The scenes of King Nunn killing Puffett, poisoning Alex, and exileting Mike in the Hall of Heroes without hesitation are vivid.

But what impressed him the most was when the old king took out "Triumph" and put it in the hands of Xiao Shuatou.

"He did this to the glacier orcs, to the White Mountain, to the Liberty Alliance, and to the Star Kingdom. Now," Rumba looked out the window again, with a heavy tone that Thales could feel: "The same goes for the black sand collar."

"Facing him, the only solution," Rumba put his fingers on the scabbard slightly, and his words suddenly turned cold: "Just faster than him. Before he destroys me, destroy him first."

Meanwhile, Thales sighed.

"I understand," the prince said suddenly, exhausted and empty in his words: "Start from the fortress."

Rumba looked at him, raised his eyebrows slightly: "What?"

"Your conspiracy," Thales leaned into the carriage, feeling a little depressed: "It started when I was assassinated in front of the fortress and then entered your barracks, right?"

"At that time, you knew very well that if you can't take the Broken Dragon Fortress, what is waiting for you will be King Nunn's terrible revenge."

Tyles raised his head, facing Rumba's eyes, and said with certainty: "From then on, you have made up your mind to completely destroy Nunn-before he destroys you."

Rumba's eye sockets shrink slightly.

It seems a bit unexpected.

"Tell me about your plan," Thales raised his eyebrows and exhaled from his nose, "He deliberately accomplished an unprecedented feat, but no one can talk about it. It must be boring."

"Tell me, how did you accomplish this?"

Rumba's eyes remained on him, motionless.

The carriage turned around a corner, and the inertia made the prince and Xiao Slick head slightly tilted.

Tyles decided to take the initiative and let him lead the conversation.

Like the countless fieldwork and interviews in the dreams of those previous lives.

"So you proposed to form an alliance with me in the camp," the prince said lightly: "In fact, it's not easy to be kind? Maybe it's to arrange something through me?"

For example, it is more convenient to push the death of King Nunn to him—just as Rumba does now.

Thyls remembered the days in the Black Sand Barracks.

The cold stabbing behind the ally is always more effective than the enemy's face to face.

He thought of Serena Corleone.

Teach him to be wary of the femme fatale of allies.

Finally, Rumba sneered.

"No, I really wanted to reconcile with you at that time, and even thought about sharing my plan with you," Grand Duke shook his head, his tone turned cold: "What a pity."

Thyls' brain began to spin.

He has determined the beginning of this conspiracy.

So...

"Paffert," Thales' eyes moved: "You were investigating your magic gun unit, and when investigating my assassination, you claimed to have found the Sword of Disaster, but the news was known to King Nunn. ."

"It now appears that this is the information you deliberately leaked to King Nunn, right? You know that King Nunn will deal with this close enemy first," Thales thought of the thrilling duel in the Palace of Valor:" Puffett, you were actually betrayed to Longxiao City."

Rumba snorted coldly.

"Kaslan," he faintly said in the sound of the wagon wheel grazing: "My uncle used to be in the Tower of End. He was very interested in the Sword of Disaster, and he was also related to Nunn. Very good-so I revealed the news to him, and Nunn would naturally know from him."

Some other things can be done at the same time.

"Kaslan doesn't know your plan to kill the king, right?"

Thyls looked at him quietly, trying to find out something in Rumba's eyes: "I heard that he has a bad relationship with you."

Rumba glanced at him intriguingly.

Thyls had to withdraw his observation gaze.

I saw Rumba shook his head slowly: "I knew it when you were assassinated. It was Paffit who was framing me, that selfish and cowardly guy, who naively thought that we were just playing Withdraw your chips at any time and exit the game to stop the loss."

Thyls sighed: "He paid the price-betrayed his ally, and finally died of the betrayal of his ally."

"As you said, investigating this incident was only to leak this news to Nunn, and of course, to fill the loopholes in my troops—in fact, it was this investigation that gave me unexpected discoveries. ." Rumba's fingers flicked his sword lightly.

Thyls raised his head: "What found?"

Rumba gave him a mysterious look and shook his head.

Thyls looked at him quietly, but the other party didn't mean to explain at all.

The prince can only sigh secretly in his heart.

"So, you used the abandoned son of Puffett to attract the attention of King Nunn." According to the experience of the interview, Thales chose to skip this point and continue the topic, "and you are preparing for your Conspiracy, such as using the excuse of my assassination, to send troops to **** me northward, or even contact an alliance like Shreis, right?"

Rumba looked at his saber with cold eyes.

"This is the last role that the coward of Fengzhaocheng can play," the Grand Duke said slowly: "Attract some attention, delay some time-meet, banquet, duel, I heard that Nunn is in the Palace of Valor I had a lot of fun here."

Thyls's tone fell down: "At the same time he lost his vigilance against you."

"During the half-day given to me by Paffett's death," Rumba nodded, his eyes filled with sharp sharp lights: "I must lock the victory."

"Betrayed allies, led away opponents, sought alliances, took the opportunity to send troops, prepared plans, and finally thunder strike," Thales sighed: "It happened to be a night of chaos caused by disaster-you What a lunatic."

He raised his head and looked at Rumba with unbelievable emotions: "You know, no matter which link here goes wrong, you will be forever?"

Rumba paused slightly.

The carriage drove over an uneven ground, and the carriage shook suddenly!

The nervous little slippery head couldn't help screaming.

Rumba looked up suddenly!

"A thousand catastrophes are over?"

Grand Duke Heisha raised his voice, and Rumba's sharp eyes were chilling: "Child, you don't know anything."

"I don't know anything."

Thyls frowned.

I saw Rumba locked in him with unprecedented firm and serious eyes, and his tone was full of suppressed unidentified emotions:

"In order to complete that magnificent plan with Aaron, we have been preparing for many years, from the communication of intelligence to the mobilization of territories, from the acquisition of contacts to the cultivation of talents."

"In order to win the fortress, I issued a rare call in the entire history of Exeter, exhausting almost every copper plate, every drop of blood, and every individual in the territory. The extreme cold is imminent, and I have no reserves for supplies. , Without reclaiming wasteland, without transporting grain, I bet everything on this plan!"

Thyls was taken aback for a moment.

Rumba's words continue, and his tone is getting more and more urgent:

"For this plan, Black Sands has long been unable to make ends meet, no matter whether it is food or capital. The money I borrowed from the Commus merchant is simply impossible to pay. The finances are about to collapse, and the days to come will only increase. The more bitter it is."

"I don’t have many credible standing troops. Two thousand is the limit. There are even fewer people willing to fight against Longxiao City. After the dragon appeared last night, I secretly executed a group of shakers. , I can’t directly order them to besieged the king, I can only use vague orders to make them fight against the'enemy of Exeter'."

"And in Longxiao City, the counts on the outskirts of the city alone can conscript an army that is several times larger than ours. As for Walton's own conscripts... once they are discovered, we will be destroyed at any time in Longxiao City. In the encirclement, no waves will splash."

"For the sake of last night, I braved the coming extreme cold, nibbling on dry food and bringing the well-trained army all the way here. They saw my eyes full of exhaustion, depression and confusion, just leaning on the past. The instinct retained by the exercise maintains the most basic combat power."

"My people, from Lewan to Cambida, from Tulha to Bitts, are betting their lives and heads, restraining the army to follow me toward this bottomless abyss."

"And we did not even consider the supply and warmth on the return trip."

Rumba squeezed the scabbard in his hand, with a terrifying and fierce expression: "Because I know, we probably won't even return home!"

"This is an expedition with no retreat."

Tyles looked at Rumba blankly.

The unsmiling, eating venison in the camp, his face flashed brightly with the fire, and he pushed the wine glass to him, but was mocked and rejected by the Grand Duke Heisha, began to become three-dimensional before his eyes.

"Do you understand, little prince, when you sit comfortably in the Fuxing Palace and accept the royal naming, while your father helps you clean up enemies such as Arund," Grand Duke Heisha slowly said : "Heisha collar and I are already-beyond the end."

"What I did was to **** the last ray of life in a desperate situation that was long gone."

"I racked my brains to mobilize the situation and atmosphere, mobilized all possible and impossible manpower and connections, and made countless promises, from the Marquis of Shanliu City to the gang leader, and from the merchant group of Comus The intelligence dealers in the armored area, from the Shield of Shadows to Surreyton, and even let Shroys urge and intensify the contradiction between you and Peffert the largest and fastest, and..."

Rumba stopped talking. He took a deep breath and adjusted his emotions: "Just to rush again and again, before Nunn notices it, he will deliver the final, lightning-like fatal blow."

Your Excellency's gaze flashed: "After experiencing this, I can sit here."

"We will firmly control the future of our two countries in our hands."

Tyles looked at Rumba blankly.

It seems to know him for the first time.

The carriage drove across a street, and the soldiers in the black sand collar drove them low-key and effectively.

Tyles suddenly noticed that compared to the last time he saw him, Rumba's white hair is much more, and he is more haggard, his lips pale and his eyes sunken.

Before the decisive battle with Giza, the words of Black Sword came to mind again.

[They seek hope in desperate situations, win reversals in loss or defeat, sublimate good times to victory, turn unexpected and unexpected into their own help...]

Thyls exhaled deeply.

"I see," the prince closed his eyes: "The strong, that's how it is."

Rumba squinted his eyes: "What?"

Tyles opened his eyes, and under the curious gaze of the little slicker, he said lightly: "In your game, in the confrontation between Longxiao City and the Black Sand collar, you are undoubtedly the weaker side, occupying all Disadvantages are at stake."

The prince sneered softly: "You know, after killing Peffert, Nunn even threatened to send troops to the black sand collar in the beginning of the spring, so that he would be replaced by a black sand prince who satisfied him."

Rumba lowered his head and snorted: "As I expected-my dear uncle."

"You know your uncle, your king, and your opponent well."

"But he doesn't understand you, he doesn't understand his nephew," Thales sighed, "You bet everything, and you never left behind. The agencies have tried every level of calculation and tried their best. Gather the chips and fight to the death for survival."

Rumba didn't speak.

Thyls chuckled, his voice full of sadness:

"In contrast, Nunn Walton is the king of the co-existence, sitting on the Dragon City, holding the supreme power and great power, even if you kill his son, you still think of you Disadvantaged princes."

Thyls sighed softly:

"Because of his own strength and self-confidence, he treats you as the stuff of Puffett and his like~IndoMTL.com~ as a small existence that can be destroyed while talking and laughing."

"In this life-and-death game between Nunn Walton and Charman Rumba, you are the real strong one," the second prince raised his head and looked at Rumba calmly: "And King Nun 'S failure and death..."

"It is already doomed."

At that moment, Thales noticed that Rumba looked at him differently.

Good.

The conversation has been opened.

Thyls took a deep breath.

"So, there is still one last question. I still have no idea." Under Rumba's complicated gaze, Thales slowly said every word:

"Beyond the assassin—why did you visit Longxiao City?"

"And..."

"How are you going to end it?"