Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 138: White Eagle

　　 "Thank you, I'm fine, it's okay, but I have to... Damn, it's not long before this chair is ordered..."

　　 Thales took Miranda's hand and struggled from the broken chair with strength.

　　 Miranda quietly looked at the boy in front of him—maybe he is now a teenager, and watched as he was pulling a chair that was disjointed with a rich expression and embarrassment.

　　 This reminded her of the Haoyue Temple seven years ago, the little boy who was standing on a wooden box covered with dirt, but still waving immature fists, and yelling "Are you here?"

　　 Miranda slightly raised the corners of her mouth.

　　 "Well, I give up, next time I have to let them find another carpenter..." After a while, Thales raised his hands helplessly, announcing the end of the chair's life.

　　The moment the young duke looked up, Miranda’s smile disappeared:

　　 "Now, Your Highness, can we get back to the subject?"

　　 the topic.

　　 "What? Oh, yes, yes, so what we just said is..."

　　 Thinking of this, Thales' expression is solemn, and his voice is low:

　　 "Are you kidding me, Ms. Miranda Allende?"

　　 to marry Miranda?

　　 feels like... a bargaining chip he used to threaten others, eh, has it come true?

　　 In the next second, he seemed to see Rafael Lindbergh appear in front of him, his eyes glowing red, and a sneer unkindly.

　　 This made Thales' face tightened.

　　 Facing the tense-faced Duke, Miranda looked as usual, as calm as ever:

　　 "No, this is not a joke. Even if it is, it is not funny."

　　 It seems that you know that too.

　　 At that moment, Thales had countless thoughts in his mind. He took a deep breath and straightened his back.

　　"Well, if it’s not a joke, then my suggestion is: I first go to the Valencian Nursing and Mallos, and maybe also the logistics wing Stuo, we have to meet to study and study the livelihoods around Star Lake Fort The problem, especially the quality supervision of traditional handicraft products, by the way, deal with this chair-or the rest of it."

　　 Miranda did not speak.

　　 "As for you, Ms. Allende who visited from the standing barracks in Broken Dragon Fortress, as a typical example of publicizing the military and civilian family's fish and water conditions and the central and northern borders of the heart, go to the kitchen and ask for a cup of yerba mate, and then..."

　　 Thales waved his hand and pointed out the door resolutely:

　　 "Come to me when you wake up."

　　 Just kidding, this duke is in an important position, with a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, he has a lot of opportunities, and he has far-reaching events such as the end of the world and coccygeal pain to deal with...

　　 But Miranda did not leave.

　　 On the contrary, she looked at Thales from head to toe, as if inspecting goods.

　　 "But you haven't answered me yet."

　　The female swordsman speaks coldly, her eyes are compelling:

　　 "You, Thales Canxing, do you want to be my husband?"

　　 My fucking——

　　No, no, no.

　　 Thales took a deep breath and kept reminding himself that he is now the Duke of Xinghu, and that he must maintain his due politeness and demeanor, and pay attention to the rhythm of speaking:

　　 "I'm **** your sister."

　　 Miranda was stunned for a while, but I don’t know why.

　　 But the next second, Thales grabbed the female swordsman's arm and pulled her aside.

　　 "Are you crazy?"

　　 Thales lowered his voice and looked at the door warily:

　　 "I am married to you? Do you know that just saying this will cause an uproar? Canxing and Aaron, Fuxing Palace and the North, the relationship here..."

　　"Do you know what will happen to the words spoken here? Do you know who is responsible for collecting and processing these news and public opinions in the Kingdom Secrets Department?"

　　 Miranda looked at him, her expression unchanged, but slowly let go of the hilt.

　　 "You are the same as before, Your Royal Highness," the female swordsman snorted coldly. "When you get nervous, you will be extra talkative. It's just crazy things that others don't understand."

　　 Am I nervous? I talk too much?

　　 That's the "Prince's Ass" that you haven't seen before.

　　 Thales was originally cold, but when he looked at Miranda, he remembered the scene of them living and dying together, especially when he remembered her life experience and the misfortune of her father, he couldn't help sighing.

　　 "Okay."

　　 Thales pulled her to the window, as far as possible from the door, and then exhaled impatiently:

　　 "Let’s talk about it, what happened? Is it the anniversary of the breakup or the retaliatory derailment, are you so anxious to have a new love?"

　　 Miranda stared at him carefully, frowning.

　　 "Hey! Don't be Mr. Raphael Lindbergh sneaking up on Red Square Street."

　　 Thales clapped his palms and sarcastically said with an old and comforting mood: "As a result, records and witnesses were left. You found out, you want to break up?"

　　 Seeing Thales back and forth deliberately used another name to divert the subject, Miranda snorted coldly.

　　 "It has nothing to do with him."

　　 Thales shrugged:

　　 "Of course, sorry, my fault, I forgot that you are an independent girl, so no matter what you encounter, you will not punish yourself for the faults of others, especially your ex-boyfriend, and you will not bother others—"

　　 But Miranda looked cold, she drew a letter and a portrait from her bag and buckled them into Thales’ arms:

　　 "It's about you."

　　 Thales was stunned.

　　 he lowered his head and opened the letter in his arms:

　　"This is..."

　　"A greeting letter from you'in person'."

　　 Miranda disdainfully said:

　　" not only detailed the seven-hundred-year friendship between Canxing and Arund’s two big families, including many good friends, marriage and matchmaking, and then praised my family’s reputation, appearance, and achievements. I kindly concerned about my physical health and mental mood, and finally quoted an ancient love poem to express your longing for me, lamenting the loneliness and loneliness you have been single for many years. By the way, I ask for a recent portrait of me."

　　 At that moment, Thales petrified in place.

　　 His endless majesty and coldness before suddenly turned into embarrassment and embarrassment.

　　"This, maybe just, daily..."

　　 Miranda ignored him, and went on to say:

　　"Bachelor Alpatoni said that according to the tradition of the kingdom, this is the de facto ‘marriage notice’.’

　　 Thales swallows unnaturally:

　　 "Actually, no, so..."

　　 "Of course, Lord Bustamante removed all the polite language and rhetoric and helped me to sum up a sentence," Miranda glanced at him squintingly:

　　"Do you not breed?"

　　 is really my problem.

　　 Thales put down the letter blankly, and the room was completely silent.

　　Kaiser Canxing, this Duke is not in love with you.

　　 "That, dear Miss Allende."

　　 Thales tried to ignore Thales, the furious war-god who is bursting with magic power in his mind, and curbed the urge to enter the Fuxing Palace again, smiled, gentle and amiable:

　　 "If I said, this is what my father meant, and I knew this thing in advance-oh, it's really good to draw me-if I don't know anything, would you believe it?"

　　 "What does your father mean?"

　　 Miranda stared at him, her sharp gaze seemed to see through more things.

　　 After a while, she took off her saber, propped it with one hand, and sat on the window sill.

　　 "I believe it."

　　 Thales breathed a sigh of relief, and let the red-eyed Raphael dissipate in his heart.

　　 "Ah that, now that the misunderstanding has been solved... In fact, I am preparing for a trip, so why don't we talk about it later..."

　　 "Then Thales Canxing," Miranda said again. This time, she was very serious, "Do you want me to be your queen?"

　　 Thales paused again.

　　 Fuck.

　　 Thales sighed. Now he has no power and can only show a helpless smile: "You have asked this question."

　　 "I didn't," Miranda said coldly, "They are different problems."

　　 Thales’ smile disappeared.

　　 It seems that at this moment, everything is different.

　　"Which part is different?"

　　 Thales leaned back and sat on the desk: "Is it'mine' or'queen'?"

　　 Miranda looked at him for a while, then shook his head lightly.

　　 "It's a pity, if your marriage is true, it can solve many problems, from jurisdiction to inheritance."

　　 Thales was silent when he heard the words.

　　 can solve many problems...

　　The key is, what's the problem?

　　 "You don't want to sit there."

　　 Thales looked at Miranda who was leaning on the window sill, dumbly:

　　"When the sun was the most poisonous, a few cats were accustomed to going outside the window of my study room to enjoy the cool. The food and water in those bowls were prepared to feed them so that they would not get into the room."

　　 cat?

　　 Miranda frowned, and she saw several bowls by the window.

　　 Thales raised his arms and sighed: "If they find that the old place is occupied, they, especially the cunning old black cat, will be upset, and then they should start to give me a headache. ."

　　 Miranda was silent for a while.

　　 "It's okay, that's why I carry a sword."

　　 Thales frowned:

　　 "Sword? Uh, is this a bit too cruel?"

　　 "Will it be more cruel than the problem you encountered at the royal banquet?"

　　"Um..."

　　 "What's wrong?"

　　 Thales took a deep breath and said seriously:

　　 "Well, Ms. Allende, what I just said was not a political metaphor, but a literal meaning-there will really be cats here!"

　　 Miranda was immediately stunned.

　　 After this episode, the two men with their own concerns fell silent again.

　　 Until Miranda speaks again:

　　 "By the way, I went to the Sunset Temple a while ago and met Aunt Li Xiya."

　　"Li Xi——who?"

　　 Miranda didn’t care about Thales:

　　"Meghan was also present at the sacrifice. For your face, they have some words that are inconvenient to say directly to the prince, ask me to bring them here."

　　Megan Sacrifice...

　　 Something to say to the prince...

　　 Thales was surprised.

　　 "I'm writing, I'm really writing!"

　　The prince subconsciously pointed to the theology transcript on the table: "Tell her, I can hand it in tomorrow!"

　　 "Not that!" Miranda glanced at him contemptuously.

　　 she said sternly:

　　"Megan Sacrifice said that the inspection period inside the temple is approaching. If you are considerate of Sister Nia and don't want her to be in a hurry to ruin the cabinets every day, you can quickly return the three books stolen from the restricted book area."

　　Huh?

　　Forbidden book area, stolen, stolen...

　　 Thales, who was relieved, his smile froze on his face.

　　"One is, and the last one is..."

　　 Miranda took out a note:

　　"Wait, Petruzzi, is it the great priest of the setting sun in the era of the ascending king? The one who presided over the killing of the sons and gods——"

　　 "Thank you!"

　　 Thales grabbed the note, and smiled strongly:

　　 "I know now!"

　　 Miranda curled her lips.

　　"Aunt Li Xiya also said that if you want to borrow some books next time, you don't have to be a thief, you can speak bluntly-rest assured, she won't tell your father."

　　 Thales seemed to feel his cheeks burning.

　　 The atmosphere became a little awkward.

　　 Until Miranda speaks to break the silence.

　　 "I heard from Huaiya, you are going to patrol the south?"

　　 "Which Huaia—oh, you mean that Huaia," Thales nodded and sighed slightly, "Yes, it's obvious that everyone is busy doing this."

　　"Since I have received such people who are known as'unsuitable for room and unsuitable for home'...I guess, many lords in the south should have also got your'Matching or not'?"

　　Many lords in the south...

　　 Thales showed the expression of eating a fly.

　　 "Father's order is inevitable about this," he sarcastically.

　　"And the king's fate is even more unchangeable." Miranda's cold voice made Thales' heart stunned.

　　What is she trying to say?

　　 Thales said sternly:

　　"Listen, Miranda—sorry, it’s Ms. Allende. I am grateful that you came to see me. I am also sorry that my business has caused you inconvenience, but if nothing else..."

　　 "Enough, I don't want to circle with you anymore."

　　 Miranda interrupted him bluntly, and Thales was startled by the next sentence:

　　 "I'm here to help you."

　　"Help, help me? Please forgive me, I don’t understand very well."

　　 Miranda glanced at him, only one glance, as if everything was clear to her chest.

　　 But Thales was frightened.

　　 "Don't pretend, you are definitely not going to the south for a blind date," the female swordsman said affirmatively, "According to your habits, wherever you go-the royal capital, the fortress, the Longxiao city, the Western Wilderness- —None will be peaceful."

　　?

　　 Thales was taken aback for a moment, and then he unwillingly picked up the chair: "Xinghu Castle is very peaceful."

　　 only a few mice died.

　　 Two more chairs at most.

　　 but Miranda ignored him:

　　"No matter what you are doing that is inconvenient to say, you need reliable and competent personnel, preferably acquaintances who have worked together, or even been born and died together."

　　 "So, this journey, I will go with you."

　　Inconvenient activities...

　　 Damn, what does she know?

　　 At that moment, Thales and Miranda met.

　　 "Since you don't like going around, Miss Arund," Thales doubted, "I know our experience in Longxiao City is unforgettable, but our friendship seems not so good that we can help each other out. ?"

　　 Miranda didn't answer immediately, but stared at him closely. Her eyes were different from everyone else's. They were quiet, cold, sharp, and with a detachment.

　　 By the way, the Duke suddenly remembered that although the girl in front of him is a star, Aarond’s blood was born in the north. Many times Thales couldn’t help forgetting this, and more often regarded her as a typical "Imperial Guy".

　　 Finally, Miranda spoke softly:

　　 "If you have to have a reason, Cohen told me that the prince is in a difficult situation and urgently needs help, but it is a pity that there is not enough manpower around him-or to quote his original saying, ‘all idiots’."

　　 "Cohen?"

　　 Thales was taken aback when he heard the words.

　　 he asked Miranda to come?

　　 He subconsciously asked what he was thinking: "He, how is he doing?"

　　 "Very good," Miranda said solemnly, "First, I was transferred from the Highway Maintenance Section to the Archives Management Office, and my daily work changed from sweeping the floor to drinking tea..."

　　 Yeah, thanks to me.

　　 Thales feels a little guilty.

　　 Maybe, maybe it's time to get involved and transfer him to Xinghu Castle, right to compensate?

　　"...until he kept organizing files without sleep, and uncovered a lot of suspicious old files, involving a large number of retired police officers and magistrates who were enjoying their old age, and even many former high-ranking officials. His superiors had no choice but to do so. , So he had to transfer him to the guard school under the Knights Academy to train reserve guards."

　　 After a second of deliberation, Thales decided to reluctantly give up his love and let Cohen continue to practice more in the Security Department.

　　 "I understand."

　　 Thales felt a strange feeling in his heart.

　　 "I have to say, I am very grateful and honored, but, but you are Chief Sonia's right-hand man and subordinate, if I abduct you, she won't..."

　　 "She will," Miranda interrupted him, "Sir, she will understand."

　　 She understands better than anyone.

　　 Miranda stared at the window.

　　 Thales paused for a second.

　　 "Are you serious?"

　　 "You want to come... to help me?"

　　 "I have no habit of lying."

　　 "So you are also not good at lying-at least not as good as you think."

　　 At that second, Miranda's eyes snapped!

　　 The Duke of Star Lake took a deep breath, feeling the tone in the room getting deeper and deeper.

　　 "You didn't come here under the trust of Cohen."

　　 Thales straightened her posture and looked at her seriously:

　　"It's not because he doesn't want to help me, but even if he gives that stupid 20 more brains, he can't think of, let alone say, "The prince is in a difficult situation and needs help."

　　 Miranda's brows tightened.

　　 "In Longxiao City seven years ago, you could not fool Child Ullard with this'Eagle Flying'," the Duke of Xinghu looked at her coldly, "Seven years later, you can't fool Pass me."

　　 "So, I have to ask again, and this is the last time."

　　 Thales’ words are chilly:

　　"Ms. Allende, why are you here to'help me'?"

　　 Miranda leaned against the window, silent.

　　 is like a winter plum against the wind and snow.

　　 But Thales is also very patient.

　　 Finally, the female swordsman spoke blankly:

　　 "Because I am tired."

　　 "What are you tired of?"

　　 Miranda looked up suddenly!

　　 "Waiting," she said coldly, "I'm tired of waiting, tired of waiting for change, tired of drifting along with the crowd, I'm tired of being a happy, poor, innocent, and unconscious and sad woman. "

　　 is like the past twenty years.

　　 Miranda couldn't avoid it, and met the prince's eyes.

　　 happiness, pitifulness, innocence, contentment, these words...

　　 Thales frowned slowly.

　　 "What are you talking about?"

　　 Miranda sneered:

　　 "Everything."

　　 She turned her head and looked at the star lake in the sun.

　　 "Seven years ago, my father went to jail for privately harming foreign dignitaries-that is, the hapless Prince Exeter."

　　" But everyone in the circle knows that the crimes of the'Iron Eagle' Val Allende are far more than this: he deliberately conspired to collude with foreign enemies, committing a terrible crime of treason, almost damaging the creatures in the north, and leaving the kingdom dead. , He is deeply indebted, and his sin is not to be blamed."

　　 Thales thought of the Hall of Stars seven years ago, remembered the scene in which the war was approaching and the officials forced the palace, and did not speak.

　　 Miranda’s words become more depressing:

　　"The Allende family was hit by this blow, its majesty was wiped out, and its reputation was ruined. In the past seven years, I don’t know how many ridicules it has suffered. The power families that have been friends with each other are vying to keep their distance from the cold castle and draw a clear line."

　　 she lost and said:

　　"The fact is that our family name is gradually dimming, and the Northern Territory no longer looks up at the white eagle on the summit of Winterless Peak."

　　 Thales spoke in a low voice, but his heart was faintly disturbed: "I'm sorry."

　　 "It's not necessary," Miranda categorically denied, "Since we have done it, we should bear the consequences. This is what we deserve."

　　 Thales looked at her, but he thought of the Archduke Exeters in the Palace of Valor in another kingdom.

　　 "So that's why you came to me and even wanted to serve me."

　　"Do you want to take advantage of the power of the Duke of Xinghu to regain the glory of the white eagle?"

　　 Miranda nodded, but shook her head again.

　　 "More than just."

　　 Her eyes dazzled:

　　 "You know, you know what else he did."

　　He?

　　He.

　　 For some reason, Thales understood: she was not talking about Duke Val.

　　 I saw Miranda leave the window sill and walked slowly towards Thales.

　　 step on.

　　Her voice is calm, but her words are heartbroken:

　　"He kept my father-even if he took the blame-in prison for seven years, neither taking his life, nor depriving him of his title and status, and at the same time demonstrated the king’s mercy and the cruelty of the Palace of Revival ."

　　 step on.

　　 "He never stated clearly that I, a female first heir, is the legal orthodoxy, nor did he recognize that other Aarond branch bloodlines have the right to replace them, leaving us to disputes and family gaps."

　　 step on.

　　 The female swordsman of Allende seems to have a certain rhythm in her steps. Every step she takes deepens her momentum and complements what she said:

　　"He never mentioned and approved my marriage, and even dismissed the proposal of a caring person, which made me gradually become the one in the Northland, the more procrastinated, the more fascinating and attractive the fruit of power to pick."

　　 step on.

　　" He also incited Zemuto and Forex, gave small favors, and encouraged their ambitions, so that these two northern families, second only to Arund, thought that they could replace the position of Hanbo in front of the Palace of Renaissance. ."

　　 step on.

　　 Thales only felt that Hell River’s crime was just about to move. A certain strong premonition made him take a deep breath and interrupt the other party:

　　"The geography of the northern border is critical, and the folk customs are fierce. The Fuxing Palace naturally needs to be cautious when dealing with related matters..."

　　 "Yes!"

　　 Miranda snapped, interrupting him.

　　"The Northern Territory has a special status, and many traditions are different from the kingdom’s inland. One of them is the eldest son inheritance system that the northern lords do not have to follow, and they can even follow the northern heritage and choose the sages, which is quite special."

　　"Or to use the words of the inlanders-savagely backward."

　　The relic of the Northland.

　　 Thales suddenly remembered the black sand collar, and remembered how Charman Rumba got the throne.

　　"But I know his plan," Miranda turned his head, sternly, "You know too."

　　"He took advantage of the differences and disputes in the inheritance system, and also used my gender, just hanging me, hanging the Arund family, hanging the entire northern territory."

　　"In order to lead the story with the blade again, in the name of the royal family, implement his decrees in the north, spread his authority, convey his will, and appoint officials close to the royal family until the unruly cold fort is as his May, after Broken Dragon Fortress, become the second northern camp of Fuxing Palace."

　　 Miranda finally stopped and stopped right in front of Thales.

　　She said quietly:

　　"The proud white eagle until the summit of the Winter Peak becomes the parrot in the pet birdcage."

　　 Thales could not help but sigh.

　　 "So now, I, Miranda Allende, the daughter of the duke, has become the sacrifice of the kingdom, the abandoned son of history, and the hindrance of the Northern Territory-my status is not high, my rights are hanging in the balance. My future is bleak."

　　 Miranda snorted coldly:

　　 "You deserve to be a father and son, he, like you, knows how to use women, especially women who are disadvantaged, right?"

　　 Thales' eyes moved.

　　She...

　　 He resisted the urge to refute, but he couldn't stop the depression.

　　 So, Miranda, you are here for this trip, for...

　　 At this moment, Thales only perceives a deep sorrow.

　　 "And I'm just... bored." Miranda said blankly.

　　 Thales sighed:

　　"So you just asked me if you want you to be my queen—you are looking for... a way out."

　　 Miranda's face turned dark, she nodded:

　　 "Yes, this is indeed the fastest and most labor-saving way to solve the problem."

　　 but her eyes sharpened immediately:

　　"But I believe that you have not been stupidly short-sighted yet, you can only see my value as a wife and mother."

　　 Listening to her words, Thales remembered the brief encounter with the shackled Northland Duke-"Iron Eagle" Val Allende at the royal banquet:

　　Duke Val, you foresaw this scene, you know it will happen, right?

　　 You know your daughter, you know she is Aaron.

　　 is the white eagle in the north.

　　 Under the extreme cold, she may retreat temporarily, but she will not be dumb for a long time, let alone bow her head forever.

　　 "So, what do you want?" Thales asked softly.

　　 "Huh, what do I want?"

　　 Miranda repeated these words, and she slowly leaned down to meet Thales's eyes.

　　 "It's easy."

　　"I’m the descendant of the White Eagle Allende, flowing in my veins. It was the cruel blood of the first marshal under the throne of revival seven hundred years ago, the cruel blood of the "Sorrowful Eagle" Nolan Nur Allende ~IndoMTL.com~ She said solemnly:

　　"I went back and forth between the cold fortress and the Broken Dragon Fortress, fighting the Yankees for nine years. Every general, captain, soldier, messenger, cook and footman in the fortress, and even the village outside the fortress The prostitutes here know me."

　　 Miranda’s expression becomes more determined:

　　"I am even a subordinate and comrade-in-arms of the fortress flower. Regardless of fame, ability, status, experience, or familiarity with the north, I am after her, as the kingdom’s northern barrier, the best and strongest Replacers and successors."

　　 At this second, Miranda's eyes are as sharp as a knife.

　　 "Looking at the kingdom, no one is more worthy of the title of Duke of the North than me."

　　 Her voice is frosty.

　　 "No one is more qualified to rule that ancient land than me."

　　 Her words are as heavy as a mountain.

　　 "There is no one who can use any reason to prevent me from defending and even taking back the things that belong to me."

　　 Thales did not speak.

　　 At that moment, he was in a daze, as if returning to the small Ballard room.

　　 Now, they jumped out.

　　 Thales trembled in his heart.

　　 He slowly raised his head to meet Miranda's determined expression.

　　 This day is so fast.

　　 At this moment, "Gurtaksa" is in his front pocket, as light as nothing.

　　 That night, when an agreement was reached with King Kessel, Thales knew the cost of doing so.

　　 Or rather, he thought he knew.

　　 he thought.

　　 "Now, what do you think?"

　　Thinking about it, the daughter of the Allende family watched him:

　　 "Polaris?"

　　:. :