Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 12: The Honor and Disgrace of the Dragon (Part 1)

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In the hallway of the Palace of Valor, Thales straightened his sleeves with a headache, trying to even out the nine-pointed star emblem from his upper arm to his shoulder, while walking beside Selma.

"According to the experience of the past six years, the king's envoy," the second prince said with annoyance and worry: "Isn't it usually coming when the season changes? And they usually do it for..."

"In order to check your situation," Selma nodded absently. She looked at Thales who was in a hurry. She sighed and rolled her eyes. She stretched out her hand to help him pull the shoulder badge, and said angrily: "Come on Confirm that a certain hapless prince is still in the pet cage."

"Oh," Thales frowned, grunting blankly: "Thank you for your reminder."

The Earl of Lisbane behind him coughed slightly.

The Lord Regent silently reached out and pressed Thales' shoulders.

"...and to monitor, remind, and warn Longxiao City-we are the greatest threat in King Chaman's eyes," Lisban pushed him two steps away without showing a trace, and said solemnly: "Even though This has never changed when Walton lost his throne and the people of Longxiao City were panicked."

"Especially when the future of Canstar and Walton is in Longxiao City."

Tyles raised his eyebrows and looked at Lisbane who unknowingly walked between him and Selma.

In dealing with Thales, the Earl of Lisbane’s attitude has always been alienated and vigilant, even with an inconvenient hostility, but when facing the black sand collar and the King Chaman, this Nunn The most trusted vassals and assistants rarely displayed the trust and goodwill of the same enemy and the enemy, reminding Thales from time to time: They are on the same side.

Thyls remembered what Putila had told him: "If I remember correctly, Ronnie and his allies in Qiyuan City are waving the flag and screaming, condemning the king's disrespectful behavior throughout the territory. ……"

"It seems that that is the top priority that Chaman should worry about, instead of caring about two powerless kids?"

Selma gave him a blank look.

"So this is the interesting part." As if he didn't understand Thales' sarcasm, Lisbane glanced over the two young girls, "Guess why they came?"

Tyles exhaled: "Draw in Longxiao City, win support for Rumba who is poor in the country, and fight against opponents such as Ronnie?"

Selma's face darkened.

But she immediately took a deep breath, and tried her best to show a solemn and indifferent expression, as in the past six years: "Then they have made the wrong idea. Longxiao City is the most unlikely force to stand with him—— We all know what happened six years ago."

"No one can forget."

Thales remembered that night, he couldn't help but smashed his lips, and sighed: "So this is what I worry about."

Risban snorted coldly, his eyes full of alert: "We will know."

The next moment, they turned a corner, and Nicolai and Justin, who had been waiting in front of them, nodded to them, and opened a door that both Thales and Selma were very familiar with.

Behind him and guarded by the guards on both sides, the Star Prince walked behind the Grand Duke and the Regent and stepped into this dignified oval stone hall.

The Hall of Heroes has changed a lot from six years ago. The biggest difference is that the thick rectangular table representing the king and the nine princes has been removed.

It seems to have disappeared in history together with the reign of the born king.

Only one heavy seat made of cedar, which is simple and heavy, sits on three steps in the lobby.

On the fireplace behind, the famous Soul Slaughter Gun is still lying quietly on the gun stand.

Tyles consciously stopped in front of the first step of the seat, while Nicolai and Lisban stepped up the first step before turning around to face the hall. Only the grandfather, her expression serious He lifted the skirt and walked up the steps step by step to the seat.

The prince watched with mixed feelings as Selma sat on the chair that was almost four or five people wide and belonged to the lord of Longxiao City: she was like a kitten stepping on an unfamiliar territory. Carefully put his arms on the handrails on both sides, and then took a deep breath, straightened his waist and straightened his chest, with the arrogance and coldness of the force, he raised his head and looked towards the hall.

Like a lion cub just learning to walk, roaring immaturely at the lion group.

Just from the girl's look, it's probably not very comfortable to sit on it.

Six years.

She is still not used to it.

Because of me, she took this seat.

Because of me, she has no choice.

Selma seemed to feel something, the girl turned her head stiffly and looked at Thales, her eyes hiding a sense of discomfort that only the prince could understand.

For a moment, Thales didn't dare to look at the chair and its owner again. He turned his head slightly, looking at the floor tiles with a dim expression.

The next moment, the messenger shouted vigorously and melodiously in the hall:

"The Viscount of Munton from the Black Sands, the king's special envoy and the goose-handling officer, the second assistant consultant of the Royal Council, Lhasa Cambeda!"

The atmosphere in the Hall of Heroes suddenly became tense.

Nicolai intentionally or unintentionally threw the hilt behind the knife to his right shoulder, while Lisban habitually raised his hands.

The guards on both sides raised their heads and tightened their mouths. Even the veteran guards who had been in the Blade Guard, unconsciously adjusted their breathing, showing the most serious and fierce expressions.

They know who is coming.

With the sound of two footsteps from far to near, a man and a woman appeared at the gate of the Heroes' Hall.

Tyles narrowed his eyes.

I haven’t seen him in six years, Cambeda, King Chaman’s top adviser, the tall son Jue, who once "escorted" the prince to Longxiao City with two thousand troops, looks much more mature than the military equipment of the time. At the moment, he is dressed plainly, but his footsteps are still neat, coupled with a polite smile of scrutiny, can not help but make Thales feel: he is more difficult than ever.

But he is not the most eye-catching person.

Cambeda's companion passed by the herald, but stopped.

"How?"

This is an inch-headed female warrior with full light armor. Her momentum is not weaker than the latter. The long sword hanging from her waist has a familiar white handle.

The female soldier turned her sharp gaze and looked straight at the herald at the door:

"Is there no habit of signing up for female guests?"

At the far end of the hall, the people around Selma looked strangely towards the door.

The herald looked back at the female soldier vigilantly and without showing weakness, and hummed softly from his nose: "Welcome to the Northland."

The female soldier chuckles: "Really?"

"Even if you have been ruled by a woman for six years?"

The messenger frowned, and seemed to choke on this sentence.

Cambida, who was walking ahead, had to stop.

"Aish." He held his forehead and whispered helplessly to his companion.

"It's okay," the female soldier seemed to have not heard Cambida's reminder, she still stared at the disdainful Herald, "I'll do it myself."

The next second, the round-faced female warrior turned around and faced the entire hall!

She looked straight at the other end of the hall and spoke without hesitation: "The deputy commander of the White Blade Guard from Longxiao City, Branding County, and Peck Village, the officer and personal guard of His Majesty Chaman... …"

"Lord Lady Kroashy Mike!"

"Come here to meet..."

"The Grand Duke of Longxiao City!"

The female voices are round and bright, echoing in every corner of the hall.

Even to Thales, who was on the other end, the voice was clearly audible.

The guards on both sides of the hall changed their faces one after another. They looked at the deputy commander of the White Blade Guard who had signed up in surprise as if they were watching strange things in the market.

Thyls frowned slightly, but then he cocked his mouth.

Lordess, see the Grand Duke.

Six years ago, could the Northlanders imagine this scene?

"Have you learned this now?"

Kroaixi raised his eyebrows and looked back at the herald who was so suspicious that he couldn't speak. He snapped his fingers in front of him and awakened the distracted opponent: "And..."

"Welcome to the Northland."

The messenger looked at her blankly, unable to react for a long time.

Viscount Cambeda sighed. He closed his eyes and urged the people behind him pitifully: "Aish--"

But before he finished speaking, Croix pushed his shoulders mercilessly and staggered forward!

"Concentrate on doing business," the female soldier took her steps again and snorted coldly: "And don't call me that again."

Cambida, who was caught off guard, smiled awkwardly, turned around and waved to the herald embarrassedly: "Sorry, Ash has always been hot--ah--love!"

The cold-faced Croash pushed him again, and the Viscount had to show a compromising smile, rearranged his clothes, and walked towards the hall.

On the seat of the princess in the distance, Selma frowned and looked at the two people who had just caused the commotion: "Did they do it on purpose?"

Risban shook his head: "I don't know, but the viscount didn't stop at least."

"This can explain a lot of things."

"Nevertheless," Thales shrugged, looking at Croaich from a distance, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "But... really a special lady."

Especially in the Northland.

"Chest and unrestrained, people have to be amazed."

The prince looked at the chic Kroaishi in a dream, and couldn't help thinking of Sonia Sutherley, the fortress flower that laughed boldly in a pool of blood and fiddled with his hair.

The next moment Thales realized that the three people on the steps looked at him with weird faces.

The prince reduced his smile and coughed slightly:

"Sorry."

The two of Cambida finally stood still at a distance of five meters from the main seat. Your Excellency the Viscount looked at the Grand Duke on the seat with interest.

Selma silently accepted his gaze, holding the seat tighter and tighter.

The Earl of Brisbane frowned slightly.

"Good day, madam, madam, Grand Prince Walton." Viscount Cambida bowed slightly, seeming not to feel the tension in the hall at all, "allow me to convey greetings and blessings from the king: I wish you all the best in your rule in Longxiao City."

Thyls obviously felt that this etiquette was a bit less courteous, but in contrast, Croix's bow was more sincere.

Selma nodded slightly, she first glanced at Lisban, and spoke cautiously and without emotion: "Of course, please also convey my gratitude to your majesty."

She leaned back in her chair and said nothing more.

Viscount Cambida's eyes moved, and his eyes passed the taciturn grand prince and the serious-faced Lisban, and a meaningful smile appeared.

"I don't seem to see those familiar Longxiao city officials." Your Excellency looked around in a circle: "Where are the earls outside of the Regency of Lisban? Wasn't it the day of political affairs yesterday? "

"This is not an official mission," it was Lisbane who answered him. The former prime minister said coldly: "Don't disturb them."

"Is this really good?" Cambida made a slightly surprised expression.

"I heard that yesterday they were still discussing the marriage of the grand duchess? I heard that Earl Hurst and Earl Nagel are good candidates for the grand duchess husband?"

"But when the king's envoy came, left them behind?"

Tyles' breathing suddenly stagnated.

"Your news is really good, only the direct vassals of Longxiao City can know it so accurately."

Earl Lisbane answered quickly after the imperceptible astonishment, with a bad tone: "Could it be that you bought another mouse in the Hall of Heroes?"

Cambida smiled: "How dare, the vassals of Longxiao City have always been loyal, how can they buy it for us?"

"I'm just saying that the rats in the palace are overwhelming," Lisban replied without a trace: "Why do you think of vassals?"

Cambeda raised her eyebrows.

Charles Resban, the former prime minister who served the kingdom for decades, the most powerful assistant to the natural king, was once known as the "Dragon Eye" man.

A well-deserved reputation, is a difficult opponent.

And old and hard.

"I haven't seen you in years, I'm very happy to see you are healthy and healthy," the next second, I saw Cambida cast his eyes on the only young man with a nine-pointed star emblem in the field without hesitation. A smile broke out: "Inquiries on behalf of the king: how are you doing?"

"Prince Thales."

Risban and Nicolai frowned.

They looked at Thales.

Selma blinked, and was surprised to breathe a sigh of relief. It seemed that the prince was somewhat thankful that the prince had shared the pressure of the opening.

Tyles frowned, he endured the audience—especially the stare cast from Lisban, and looked back suspiciously at Cambida, who was smiling.

Damn it.

This guy...

It sounds like I know Rumba very well.

Although I do know him well.

"We have indeed been gone for many years, Your Excellency Viscount Cambida, but..."

Tyles bit his scalp and said: "No disease, no disaster, in good health..."

"Why do you say this... it sounds like you are comforting those old people who are not long in the world?"

The aloft Selma chuckled.

Cambeda's polite and content smile stopped on her face.

Croacie by his side let out an unabashed breath, seeming to mock Cambida.

Coincidentally, the Earl of Lisbane, who usually didn't smile much, sneered cooperatively at this moment.

"Still as clever as before."

Cambida looked around at the unkind eyes around him, had to put away his smile, and turned around stiffly: "Your Majesty miss you very much, Your Royal Highness, he often mentioned: You still owe a glass of wine to drink. "

Thyls sighed again in his heart.

Risban's eyes swept at him again.

"You know, eighteen years ago, my uncle Hyman died under a glass of poisoned wine," the prince scratched his head. "I owe a glass of wine-are you sure this is what the king said?"

Cambeda closed her mouth.

It seems that your Majesty is right.

Our journey will be very interesting.

Just then, Earl Lisbane laughed.

"Cut off useless nonsense and provocations and go straight to the subject."

"As the'Night Falcon' who has risen to fame in recent years by the black sand collar, Viscount Cambida," the regent's laughter spread throughout the hall: "Why are you here?"

Night falcon?

Can you people from the North, take a slightly imaginative nickname?

Remembering that Duke Arund's nickname is "Iron Eagle", Thales couldn't help but spit out in his heart.

Rispan turned his head and looked at Cambida.

"When he was frustrated by Ronnie's anti-king alliance, King Chaman won't just send you to provoke the separation," the earl's voice has indescribable majesty, which once reminded Thales A natural king who has passed away for many years, "Just by playing tricks, you can't save your burning **** and troubled sire."

"So, what important information did you bring?"

Cambeda raised her head, the smile on her face gradually faded.

The expression he looked at Lisban slowly became serious:

"I must admit that some small differences were born between several grand princes and your majesty."

Thyls sneered in his heart.

A small disagreement?

"But I believe that for the common future of Exeter people, we must be able to stand together,"

"For Exeter's common honor and disgrace, no matter what kind of difficulties and obstacles, we can work through it together."

Viscount Cambida's face turned cold, and he uttered a word that moved all the people present:

"Like now."

Thyls moved in his heart.

Now?

Wait.

He said, for Exeter's common...

That means...

The silence in the hall lasted for a few seconds.

Old spicy and keen Earl Brisbane has realized something.

"Common honor and disgrace?" I saw the old count staring closely at Cambida's expression, pausing each word, and slowly speaking: "What?"

He jumped directly to his conclusion: "Is going to fight?"

Tyles' eyelids twitched.

Cambeda raised her eyebrows slightly, as if surprised by the count's answer.

What makes Thales quite disturbed is ~IndoMTL.com~ The next second, Cambida smiled...

Nodded.

?? Keeping the spirit, saying goodbye, going to funeral, cremation, and burial. So far, my grandmother's affairs are going well.

?? Tomorrow is the first seven days. After some traditional worship ceremonies and banquets, even if it is a funeral, this matter will come to an end.

?? When I was guarding the tablet, I took the time to code this chapter. Thank you readers for your understanding and support this week!

?? There is probably no one who can stay in the top ten of the fantasy bestseller list every day after six days of continuous update (/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~).

?? Of course, this week, "The Kingdom" has had a lot of twists and turns. The plagiarism incident has just ended, and the book has encountered a supernatural event: July 11, between 12:30 and 14:30, "The Kingdom" On the PC page of the starting point, "Bloodline" was continuously reviewed by a bunch of trumpets with no fan value and more than 500 Samsung bad reviews.

?? Wujian can only mean: I can't laugh or cry, laugh or cry.

?? The editor in charge also reluctantly said, this is probably being targeted, and it is allowed in the rules, and there is no way behind the technical background. I can only spread my hands on this, and wait for me to be brushed to sporadic It's the day of evaluation, alas.

?? Haha, just kidding.

?? Just like Thales’s experience, Wujian believes that only a raging fire can forge real steel, and only a broken watch can break a good chapter (fog).

?? What's more, it's just that more than 500 negative reviews have been brushed, which is too far away from "Agni".

?? (Pat the reviewer earnestly) The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard.

?? Everyone, wait for me to come back!

??by is guarding the tablet alone and preparing to renew the fragrance without sword

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(End of this chapter)

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