Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 14: Putilla’s mystery

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Although Thales was confused by the inexplicable meeting, and the confrontation between Lisban and Cambeda under the table was also suspicious, but the second prince did not intend to be troubled for too long if he was six years old. What I learned in the thrilling night before, that is...

"So you came to me?"

In the courtyard of blood, Putila, who was interrupted by the afternoon walk, walked and looked at the smiling prince dissatisfiedly.

"Yes," Thales leisurely imitated Putila's pace, tapping the saber rhythmically with his right hand, Rolf and Wya following them: "And expecting you to give me Satisfactory answer."

Putilai snorted coldly: "You are counting on a dull, stubborn, and sarcastic old man who has just arrived in Longxiao City for two days to analyze such a complicated and difficult diplomatic and internal affairs situation?"

The Lord flicked his pipe, and said lightly: "Maybe you should ask Gilbert, and I am really incapable of this..."

A dull, stubborn, sarcastic old man?

Thyls took a deep breath.

"Good."

The prince turned around, walked backwards, raised his hands to face Putila:

"I won’t mention it for the time being. At the most desperate moment six years ago, how the grumpy old man found Mycco and Nicolai magically, first miraculously snatched me from the darkroom and Rumba. Come out..."

"Also decisively supported us to break into the Palace of Valor, and cleverly sent the prince into the Hall of Heroes, and finally miraculously saved the glorious deeds of Longxiao City..." Wiya spoke very cooperatively behind him. Even Rolf nodded "Ho" behind him.

Thyls gave them a thumbs up.

Putilla gave an ugly smile: "...'Don't mention it for now'?"

"I just said," Thales ignored Putila’s smile and said to himself: "That bad tempered old man, on the first day he arrived in Longxiao City, how inexplicable, vivid and detailed Tell me all about what terrifying secrets actually happened in the secretly secret Heroes’ Hall, in the inaccessible Longxiao City Hearing Political Day Meeting."

"Do you know how angry Risban's expression was when Cambida revealed the contents of the Hearing Political Day?"

Putila raised his eyebrows: "I have more friends, nothing more."

"And the most important thing is..." Thales backed up, raising his right index finger, and clicking Putila: "In the complicated situation of Longxiao City, you have been missing for six years. But suddenly appeared?"

Tyles leaned forward and squinted his eyes: "You want to tell me this is a coincidence. You are only here to introduce a teacher and send a pair of glasses by the way?"

"Aha," Putila coughed awkwardly: "Speaking of those glasses, you know, they are specially made for the female grandfather. They are..."

Thyls frowned.

"Huaiya, Midira, guard your surroundings and don't let anyone hear our conversation." He interrupted the opponent, wisely cutting off Putila's intention to change the subject.

After the slightly confused two took their orders, Thales turned around again and looked at Putila seriously.

Putilla looked at the prince, feeling a little uneasy.

"You know, I didn't follow up that day," Thales' expression moved slightly: "But Wiya reminded me more than once."

"After I was trapped in Longxiao City, you disappeared silently. It took more than six years to reappear in front of me," Thales raised his head, "I don't distrust you. But why not earlier, not later, but now more than six years later?"

Putilai's face froze.

"Wiya inherited his father's sensitivity," Putila sighed in a low voice after a few seconds, "but didn't learn his atmosphere."

Thyls ignored him, but continued:

"Six years ago, when I was just admitted as a prince...you were only able to reach the Star City, so Gilbert asked him to protect me from going north as a deputy."

Putillah stopped, and he lowered his head, making it difficult to see his expression.

"Facts have proved that Gilbert’s decision is correct: not everyone can use limited resources in an isolated city, with a sense of conspiracy and atmosphere, to fight with the Blade Guard, and the darkroom, Dealing with the black sand collar, the secret branch, and the Earl of Lisbane, not only did not let the wind fall, but even did it with ease."

Thyls also stopped, and he shook his head: "Although you are good at hiding yourself, and everyone does not care, I know better than anyone that a prince with no power and no power never It is possible to save the world by one person: withdraw decisively, save power, contact the Quartet, rescue the prince, suggest that I fight back, break into the Palace of Valor, play against the black sand, reverse the situation..."

Thyls took a deep breath: "Six years ago, the person who really saved Longxiao City countless times behind the scenes was actually you."

"Lord Putila Nieman."

"A former civil servant of the Department of Foreign Affairs with a strange identity, a former viscount who was demoted after the Scarlet Year."

"And the eldest son of the first king, the attendant of Midil Canxing,"

Putila said nothing.

Thyls lowered his head and remembered what Putila said to him in the Palace of Valor, about the Scarlet Year.

"As far as I know, this is not something ordinary people can do."

Thyls's face is dark: "Don't you think there are too many mysteries on you, Putila?"

For that second, Putila paused slightly, his face stiff.

As if being said to have broken my mind.

"Be honest," Thales observed the reaction of the other party, sighed, and turned around again to wait for the other party to follow up: "Putila, don't learn secret subjects, you know I don't like them ."

"Tell me, what kind of chess game I am in now?"

They walked past a big tree, Putila knocked off the ashes from his pipe, his expression was dim, and he said nothing.

Thyls just stared at him silently.

"I understand." Finally, Putila sighed slightly, and replied to the tone of the first meeting: "What do you want to know about the current situation, the troublesome little prince?"

Thyls frowned slightly, recalling the many doubts in his heart.

"Connect," After a few seconds, the young prince looked around, cautiously and quietly: "I want to know how the various major events on the countertop are connected through the hidden interests under the countertop. I think this Is your long item."

Putila put the pipe back into the pouch, and was startled slightly: "Connect?"

Tyles nodded, and put his hands back like Lisban, but his eyes drifted away.

"Six years ago, Miranda Allende told me in the cell that everything that appeared to be unrelated in Longxiao City actually had an important clue running through it," Thales squinted. : "Later we discovered that the clue behind the scenes was called'Dragon Blood'."

At that moment, Putila slowed down unconsciously, one step behind the prince.

"In the past few months, since King Chaman promulgated the new enfeoffment decree, Qiyuan City wooed the four parties to condemn the King. Lombard was condemned and burned. I was accused as a hostage. The Freedom League’s interior is unstable, and the black sand leader came strangely to make Longxiao City," Thales was unaware of everything around him, and continued to think hard:

"Although everything is fragmentary, some things are not even relevant..."

"But I feel that the current situation is the same as that of the past, and there is a clue connecting the front and back."

"I want to grasp it...not passively cope with the trouble of finding the door."

Putila's gaze paused slightly.

They both remained silent for several seconds.

Finally, Putila sighed long.

"You know, when we met the day before yesterday, I thought you were more cheerful than you were before." The thin man shook his head: "But now I discovered that the real you is more anxious, more vigilant, and more vigilant than before. Nervous, can you really fall asleep at night?"

This time, Thales stopped.

"Six years ago, I fell down once in carelessness and contentment," the prince's eyes slowly focused. "The price is my freedom and an enemy as a king."

"That kind of feeling, the kind of helplessness and trepidation that you can only drift with the wind and don't know where to go next second," Thales fixedly looked at a stone slab that had been shattered by age. Faintly said: "I don't want to experience the second time."

At that moment, Putila felt for the first time that the fourteen-year-old boy beside him was a prince named Can Xing.

The lord shook his head lightly and whispered: "You have changed."

Thyls came back to his senses and smiled slightly: "Everyone will change."

"More or less."

Putilla stared at him for a long time.

Finally, when Thales thought several centuries had passed, Putila started again. This time, the lord's expression changed from the laziness and sarcasm he had before, and became serious and nervous.

"For many years, the Freedom League has been dependent on Qiyuan City for survival."

Here it comes.

Thyls hurriedly followed, pricked his ears.

"As the vassal of the dragon, they convey the benefits of the Golden Corridor for Exter. Through them, Exter also maintains control over the Golden Corridor and the western side of the continent, restraining Comus from a distance." Putila scratched his chin and said seriously:

"You know, just like our relationship with the Sera Principality: The vassal state where the stars hold the Dragon Kiss Land controls the southeast end of the Golden Corridor and the coast of the promenade, and even affects the Thorns Land... "

"I know, Selma's teachers taught that Exter had a fight with the Liberty League twenty years ago," Thales coughed, waved his palm, and choked off The confession and performance of the former bard: "Cut the subject directly, the subject..."

Putilai glanced at him dissatisfiedly, seeming to be very upset with the fact that the little prince who was obsessed with listening to stories has become a teenager who will interrupt him, but he continued: "About you That said, there was a fight..."

"More than 20 years ago, the governor of the Freedom League found a new ally. He thought that King Nunn was busy with the danger of the glacier defense line, and he was at odds with Qiyuan City and had no time to take care of the West. Has an independent idea."

Thyls was slightly startled: "New ally?"

Putila nodded.

"White Mountain." He said cautiously.

"These haughty white elves have rarely intervened in human affairs: they are not big but not to be underestimated, and they support the Freedom League to seek independence," the lord said as he walked: "Of course, some people suspect that the Kangmas are also there. Behind the scenes, Exeter was married to the Vine City in the south of Comus, which made several northern city-states in Comus very uneasy."

Thyls was stunned slightly, thinking of the Marquis Schlese who was always smiling.

"What about the result?"

"Result?"

Putila snorted, with a sneer in his tone: "The overconfident governor of the Confederacy, without authorization, seized the goods tribute to the Kingdom of Exeter, and wrote a euphemistic but firm letter, demanding 'Review each other's friendship'."

"Despite the contradictions between Qiyuan City and Longxiao City, as the supreme ruler of the dragon kingdom, King Nunn did not gloat or reply," Putila said with a straight face, "He didn't hesitate. After the call-up order was sounded, the army of Longxiao City traveled a long distance to join the soldiers of Qiyuan City and Guard City and march towards the Freedom League."

Tyles listened quietly to the past about the Freedom League and Exter, and quickly connected the details that are not recorded in the classrooms or history books with the current situation.

"In the end, more than 20,000 Exter fighters broke through every gate and Juma in the Freedom Fort. Prince Suril's troops even went all the way into the White Mountain, threatening the ruling court of the White Elves." /

"They dyed Shanliu River red with the blood of the enemy," Putila said, feeling inexplicably, as if he had seen it with his own eyes: "It is said that in the next two years, the people of Shanliu City The nobles dared not drink the river water flowing from the upper reaches of the Freedom League, and the price of famous fresh aquatic products in the Shanliu River Basin also plummeted."

"That year, King Nunn reiterated the absolute dominance of the Dragon Kingdom at the end of the Golden Corridor, and shocked the small nations and city-states who were oblivious in peace. He told the Freedom League with his blood: between the dragon and the ants, There has never been a'mutual friendship'."

"Nun," Thales groaned, thinking of the incomparable old king, and thinking of his embarrassing ending: "It's him again."

"The thirty-year rule of King Nuen in the Westland is not without reason," Putila sighed softly: "Not every king can be worthy of his vow,'base on the forefront of the kingdom'. After that, pray far away The Ronnie family in the city changed their rebellious attitude towards Longxiao City, and even the Kangmas people behaved a lot. Shanliu City even surrendered himself. The Marquis of Yicheng came to the north to make amends with a smile."

Thyls moved in his heart.

"Twenty years ago, the Grand Duke of Longxiao City, as the king, sent troops to support the interests of Qiyuan City in the name of Exeter."

The prince hit his palm with a punch: "So, when the Freedom League becomes unstable again, Lisban will say'Ronnie must choose'..."

Thyls recalled the words of the Regent Lisban in the hall: "If Qiyuan City wants to receive the support of the whole country headed by the king as it did in the past, Grand Duke Ronnie will choose to compromise with the king and give up gathering nobles to denounce King Chaman. Action..."

The thin lord snorted softly.

"Indeed, this is a good method: in the name of the king, with Exeter's righteousness, ordering the princes to fight for the country is under the hands of the black sand collar," Putila nodded : "It is conceivable that Ronnie, facing King Chaman's helping hand..."

But Thales shook his head firmly.

"I know Grand Duke Ronnie, he will not choose to compromise," Thales's mind appeared with grim expressions of Rumba and Ronnie, and there was a nervous picture of them fighting each other in the hall. I would rather practice my beliefs in blood and fire and fight the king to the end."

Moreover.

Thyls thought:

Now, the conflict between King Chaman and the princes is far from the conflict between King Nunn and the princes.

Putila laughed: "That's more interesting."

They walked up the steps leading to the prince's bedroom and watched as a ruined tree root stretched under their feet.

"If Ronnie refuses the king's'help', then he must face the civil strife of the Freedom Alliance alone, and even send troops alone if necessary~IndoMTL.com~ Once again, reiterate the majesty of the dragon kingdom."

"Sit and watch the Liberty League get out of control, Qiyuan City loses a large sum of money or a small matter, but the prestige of Lord Ronnie will inevitably suffer: Whether it humiliates Qiyuan City or humiliates Exeter, he is Words are not a good thing."

Thyls desperately recalled the geographical situation west of Exeter: "Solving the Liberty Alliance alone...Can Qiyuan City and Ronnie do it?"

"This is the time to test Qiyuan City's strength and Lord Ronnie's control over his vassals," Putilai seemed to recall something: "But I think, even if it's not like the three of twenty years ago The great princes work together as smoothly as possible, but to pack a small free alliance, it is more than enough for Qiyuan City, which is adjacent to the desert and the golden corridor, and is guarded all year round."

"The problem is that once all his energies are thrown into the confederate civil strife, Ronnie must continue to contact the nobles, and his actions to denounce the king will also be affected."

Thyls frowned.

"So the suspicion of the Regent of Lisban is true: the civil strife in the Freedom League is related to Rumba, and it may even be a ghost behind the scenes," the prince said calmly: "The city of Qiyuan and Ronnie who were on fire in the backyard stopped. With tighter steps, he rescued the black sand collar from the national condemnation that burned his ass."

Putila raised his eyebrows: "Who knows."

But Thales stopped again, with doubts on his face: "But I still can’t figure it out: If this is just a game between the king and Duke Ronnie, then why did King Chaman send Cambeda to Longxiao? City? Why did Lispan say that Longxiao City was sent into the center of the storm?"

"Why is Longxiao City?"

Putila also stopped, he smiled slightly, his eyes released a strange light:

"You have found the point, little prince."

Thyls' eyebrows moved.

(End of this chapter)