Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 37: Beautiful boy

　　Mindith Hall is still filled with continuous but restrained noises (except perhaps the rude voices of the Northland and Dwarf guests), many heavyweight guests have arrived, and the surrounding area of ​​the banquet hall has become the most familiar social interaction in the upper class place.

　　And the host of the banquet, Thales still performed his duties faithfully.

　　 "So, Lord Duke, it is indeed a pity to miss you, but do you know that this is not the setting of the sunset?"

　　Vice Bishop Stilianides nodded to the Duke of Xinghu politely. He was frank and humble, understanding, and a good impression at first sight.

　　"...gave me a chance to reflect on myself: I care about this, whether it is for the vanity and status that the position represents, or for the determination and belief to spread the faith... Of course, the result of the reflection makes I am ashamed..."

　　 Thales had a friendly conversation with the most promising young priest in the sunset church, polite greetings, fresh and sincere smiles, and nodded in agreement from time to time.

　　"Facts have proved that I am far from the qualities that God appreciates, and I really don’t deserve to discuss God’s teachings with you..."

　　 Not far away, Doyle squinted and rubbed his chin, carefully looking at Thales, who was talking cordially with the guest.

　　 "Hey, I recognize that expression."

　　 Glover turned his head and glanced at Doyle: Do you recognize it again?

　　 "His Royal Highness is laughing." Glover said coldly.

　　可 D.D shakes his head and tongue:

　　"No, no, no, believe me, that kid must be overwhelmed in his heart now, I can’t wait to beat the heavens..."

　　 Glover turned his head back, deafening.

　　 leaving Doyle shaking his head, feeling deeply:

　　"According to my experience, it is when the love in your heart allows others to be allowed, and you are powerless..."

　　 Brother Luofo gave a cold snort.

　　 Seeing that there was no positive response, Doyle couldn't help but look back and stabbed his colleague.

　　 "So, are you not curious at all?"

　　D.D is not without regret:

　　 "What the **** did Count Caso say to him?"

　　 Brother Lofer glanced at Doyle, then looked behind him, his face blank, let alone speaking.

　　 "I know."

　　Doyle lags slightly.

　　 Listening to the footsteps behind and the familiar voice, he turned around stiffly, his tone unstable:

　　 "The hall... Lord Duke?"

　　 I saw Thales who did not know when to end the conversation, standing behind him with his back, his face full of spring breeze.

　　 How does this kid look like a street thief...

　　Doyle is silently depressed.

　　 I'm so quiet, can you still hear it?

　　 "Gilbert just told me," Thales learned the tone of Doyle just now, with a lot of emotion:

　　 "The love in my heart promises others, but I can't do anything..."

　　 Doyle touched his head and gave a silly smirk.

　　 If he remembers well, the silly Cohen, maybe it was this that captured the young duke’s heart?

　　 Until Thales instantly cold face:

　　 "Are you satisfied?"

　　 Doyle's smile froze.

　　 "Hey, that, you are really joking, is there any woman in this world who doesn't have eyes that dare to move you..."

　　 The next second, Doyle trembled again.

　　 He felt inexplicably, after saying this, the Duke’s aura...

　　 seems to be colder?

　　 Thales snorted, and then walked away.

　　Glover curled his lips and followed competently.

　　 "Hey," the zombie walked past the self-confessed Doyle, not caring:

　　 "I recognize that expression."

　　 Doyle was taken aback, and then he gave him a vicious look.

　　呸, zombie, I really misunderstood you before.

　　 It turns out that you are also a gossip man who gloats for misfortune.

　　This hatred, I took it down!

　　 Thales did not pay attention to the back and forth between the two behind him and the undercurrent confrontation, but just moved forward on his own.

　　 In fact, Doyle got part of his thoughts.

　　 Thales can't remember how he said goodbye to Gilbert.

　　 What he remembered was that he still maintained his demeanor and was polite—just like the most competent Duke of Xinghu—appearing at the welcoming position and continuing his duties.

　　 But only the duke knows.

　　 From that moment, his footsteps became heavier in a trance.

　　 The noise around 　　 was mixed together, dimly unified, but he could no longer filter out the part he wanted.

　　 Calm down, Thales.

　　 The Duke was expressionless and said silently in his heart.

　　Selma.

　　 She will be fine.

　　[They captured the enemy coach...]

　　[Life and death unknown...]

　　 The muscles in Thales' arm tightened unconsciously.

　　The crime of the prison river flows silently.

　　No.

　　 Thales’ breathing gradually accelerated.

　　No, calm down, Thales.

　　 the prince said to himself again.

　　 Cheer up.

　　 Selma will be fine.

　　 She is the Grand Duke of Longxiao City. The Freedom League will understand that keeping her alive is much more valuable than killing her to vent her anger...

　　 or worse...

　　Thinking of this, Thales' breathing suddenly tightened.

　　【Because you are a girl. 】

　　[Then it is doomed... In most games in this world, you have to pay a higher price than men...]

　　Thyls felt even more heartbroken when he thought of what he had said to the girl.

　　 At that moment, his heart even rises endlessly, but even himself is inexplicably angry.

　　 burn to everything.

　　 Nicolai.

　　 dead face, why can’t you protect your lord? You just scratched a bit of the skin in the hands of the Dead Crow, and it became waste? Why are you embarrassed to call yourself a meteorite?

　　Risban Regency.

　　Dongxiao city defender and guardian, aren’t you the "dragon eye" of the born king? Did your calculations go to **** with the king?

　　 Count Kerkegor.

　　 is clearly known as the No. 1 fierce general under King Nunn, is it shameless to brag about his shameless face every day and the loss of his record of conquering Liberty Fort?

　　 Duke Ronnie.

　　 Shengwei Hehe, the resolute and courageous lord of the city, can't even do the little Freedom Castle, you still rule a fart, why don't you commit suicide to thank the world?

　　 and the others...

　　The crime of the prison river flowed faster and faster in his veins, and became more ferocious.

　　Exter’s brave and fighting northern army...

　　 are they all decorations!

　　 The fists in his sleeves closed unconsciously.

　　The crime of prison river gradually took shape and spread throughout his body.

　　No.

　　 Thales thought in a deep breath.

　　 can't count on Exter, can't count on those stupid trashers to help Selma.

　　He has to do something.

　　But...

　　 But.

　　Think about it, Thales, think about it, think about what else you can do?

　　Gilbert for help? Let the Star Kingdom come forward? Contact Kingdom Secret Division?

　　But...

　　 Thales found sadly that as a prince, no matter what means he resorted to, and what path he took.

　　 is still the huge shadow that cannot be circumvented over the Mindis Hall.

　　 He finally escaped from the hostile Exter and returned to the Star Kingdom, but he was still like a bird in a cage.

　　 Facing old friends who need help...

　　 Helpless.

　　 Still, this is the truth of his life in this world?

　　His fate?

　　For some reason, he suddenly remembered the ritual Megan whom he had known for a while.

　　【The sunset witnesses that our destiny has already been linked together in the dark. 】

　　 Thales closed his eyes weakly.

　　 sunset.

　　If you really exist, control the power...

　　If you really are the patron saint of my family and country...

　　 please.

　　 Please bless her, help her, and take care of her.

　　 Have mercy on the innocent girl who was involved in my unfortunate fate.

　　 etc.

　　He doesn't know the gods.

　　 But.

　　Compared with the gods, the guys who really exist and control power...

　　 Thales opened his eyes lightly.

　　 Maybe......

　　 Maybe there is a way...

　　 just...

　　The price to be paid......

　　 Thales gritted his teeth hard.

　　 Inside his body, the crime of Hell River roared fiercely.

　　 But if, if this can save her from a more miserable future...

　　 Thales' eyes are getting colder and colder.

　　The crime of Prison River increased agitation, almost boiling.

　　 just then.

　　 Snap!

　　 Thales was hit **** the shoulder!

　　 He was about to fight back subconsciously, but was firmly grasped by the person behind him, unable to advance or retreat!

　　 "Your Highness!"

　　 Mallos stood in front of him, grabbing Thales’ right hand, and lightly patted the prince’s chest:

　　 "Sure enough..."

　　 Thales gritted his teeth and tried to suppress the desire to pounce on the captain of his guard.

　　 The power of termination in his body was suppressed, and he roared in his blood.

　　 is like an untamable beast being tied back to a cage.

　　 "I said there is something missing here..."

　　 The watchman still held the prince's right arm.

　　 He looked at Thales’ flat and smooth chest, frowning and muttering:

　　 "I guess, in the banquet hall, he did not steal the star badge in Baron's hand."

　　 "And it is purely that you are too prodigal, because the opposite is a poor boy so you sent it out...Of course, it could also be because of a beautiful woman..."

　　 Hearing what the chief said, Doyle, who was not far away, gave his colleagues a knowing smile, but Glover answered him coldly as usual.

　　"Your Highness, let me introduce the following guests..."

　　 Thales raised his head with difficulty.

　　 Then, with the same difficulty, smiled.

　　 Under the introduction of Mallos, the Duke of Xinghu warmly greeted the arrival of Bern Talen-the lord of Glacier City had a fate with him at the National Council six years ago. He was thirteen. One of the Earls of the Imperial Earl is also a distant relative and close minister of the Star Royal Family. In fact, the first Earl of Talun was appointed Duke of Xinghu before the fissure of the earth.

　　This makes the visit of Earl Tarron more meaningful.

　　 But these memorable information just flowed through Thales's brain meaninglessly, supporting him again with a perfect smile and a false greeting.

　　 At this moment, Thales suddenly had a sympathetic understanding of his enemy, Jayne Kevin Deere.

　　 The Duke of Iris who wanted to put him to death by the hand of the blood family probably did the same, with a heavy burden in his heart and a spring breeze.

　　 Welcome and send.

　　Four seasons as usual?

　　 He watched enthusiastically as Lord Taron followed Mallorz, decent and generous, and no one could fault him.

　　But...

　　 Is this what he can do?

　　 Thales thought sarcastically:

　　Standing here, leaning against the door to laugh at some stupid party of yours?

　　At the same time, the girl who owes a lot to herself may be trapped in the enemy camp...

　　 Thales took a deep breath.

　　 Just then, a word burrowed into his ears.

　　 "I was thinking, maybe it was the wrong choice to let you practice sword last night? Make your youth more restless?"

　　 Thales paused and looked at Mallos who did not know when he returned.

　　 I saw the latter close to his ear, whispering quietly:

　　 "Unless you have a life-and-death duel with a guest tonight, to show off the fierce majestic wind brought back from the north," Mallorian said with a sneer:

　　 "Otherwise, please take care of your power of ending."

　　 Thales stabilized his mind:

　　 "You know?"

　　 "Don't forget, I am your martial arts teacher." Mallos said flatly.

　　 Then he turned his head nonchalantly, blocked Thales behind him, and reprimanded D.D who was making faces at Glover.

　　 Thales adjusted his breathing, but he realized something.

　　 Wake up, Thales.

　　You are far from the point where you can finally flip the board.

　　 meet the enemy.

　　Check the enemy.

　　 Control the enemy.

　　 Thales meditated on the three principles of confrontation with the enemy, thinking carefully.

　　The crime of the prison river seems to be synchronized with the state of the master. At this moment, it is flowing, dark and stagnant, without the previous madness and violence.

　　Chaman Rumba.

　　 A name crossed my mind.

　　 Exeter was defeated and even the coach was captured. This is far more than just a problem in the three territories.

　　 is about the dignity of the entire Exeter.

　　If King Chaman wants to sit firmly in his position, he can’t ignore it and pretend to be deaf.

　　He must take back Selma from the Freedom League in the name of the whole kingdom.

　　Of course, this may be the price of the black sand leader reaching out to the internal affairs of the three cities and expanding the kingship...

　　 etc.

　　Expand the kingship.

　　 Thales cleared his mind.

　　 The small people of the Freedom Alliance are weak. As usual, it is impossible to fight against the mighty Long Xiao, pray for a distance, and guard the three cities on their own to reverse the outcome.

　　 They may have strong support and external forces to interfere in the situation.

　　 Thales frowned.

　　 King Chaman.

　　 is you?

　　 is you again?

　　 It’s not that simple. He will use the captured Selma as a bargaining chip and use every point of her value to divide, buy, blackmail, deceive, and do everything.

　　 weaken Qiyuan City.

　　 Deterrence guards the city.

　　 conquer Longxiao City.

　　 As for the little slippery head...

　　 [Be careful, Thales, when people smell your weakness...]

　　 King Chaman's voice faintly sounded in his ears, and Thales' fists closed again.

　　 what to do.

　　Thousands of miles away, how do I face...Chaman Rumba?

　　 how to do?

　　 Thales' fists were pinched and tightened.

　　The Crime of Prison River seemed to smell the master's mood. After finding that it was showing signs of a comeback, it was about to move and tried to cover the master's body again.

　　 But the next moment, a new guest interrupted Thales’ memories.

　　The coming man strode to the shooting star, his cloak was raised slightly, his left eye was covered with scars, and the only remaining eye revealed a cold look.

　　 Thales breathed slightly.

　　 is him.

　　 six years ago...

　　 old friend.

　　 The moment the nobleman appeared, the original noisy courtyard of Mindis Hall, if there is a baton in the hands of the conductor Yiwu, it will put a rest on the music.

　　 Even Doyle is no longer hippie smiling.

　　 Seeing his guests all silenced, the people who recognized him, but they were reminded by each other, in twos and threes, and came forward to bow.

　　The middle-aged aristocrats are not enthusiastic, and arrogantly deal with the greetings of the lower aristocrats.

　　 The middle-aged nobleman walked into the hall door, handed the cloak to the waiter, took the paper and pen, swiped on the guest list, and looked around the Mindis Hall.

　　 "Rudolph told me before that this is a good place and it is worth coming."

　　 The middle-aged nobleman hummed and said coldly:

　　 "Now, hum, I still prefer cliffs."

　　 The next second, the one-eyed guest stopped his gaze and fell on Thales.

　　 At the gesture of Mallos, Thales stepped forward slowly, smiling.

　　"Dear Duke of South Triest, welcome..."

　　 but the opponent interrupted him bluntly.

　　 "Why are you so thin?"

　　"Isn’t that taller?"

　　 Thales' expression froze.

　　 I saw the Duke of the Guardian of the Cliff, the owner of the giant horned deer, and the nickname "Cyclops" Kost Nantriste, frowned and looked at him:

　　 "In the past six years, has Yankee abused you?"

　　As the Duke of Star Lake, Thales was silent for a while, and could only continue to give him a decent smile.

　　 Guoside cold snort:

　　"Then you'd better still use color to live up to the stars."

　　 After saying this, the Duke of Cyclops didn't even look at the prince, but pushed the waiter and moved forward.

　　No.

　　 Thales frowned lightly, but he felt relieved.

　　 At least, he can still do things.

　　"Master Kosde, do you know Levi Trudida?"

　　Kost stopped.

　　 Thales made a downward gesture to the three of Mallos, followed by himself, and stood opposite the cyclops.

　　"He is the son of the Reconstructed Tower Grand Duke, and he is here for the banquet today."

　　 Gusde narrowed one eye, and looked at Thales carefully.

　　 "Trudida..."

　　The Duke of Yadi disdainfully hummed:

　　 "A shameless Northland **** has given birth to many sons and many bastards."

　　 "God knows which son he is."

　　 "God knows, is it his kind."

　　 Listening to the other party's emotional confirmation of Trudida, Thales thoughtfully.

　　The reconstruction tower is adjacent to the northern border, which is related to the border defense of the two countries.

　　 But it actually has more mountainous territories, bordering the cliffs of the South Triest family, living and developing in the Sighing Mountains, facing each other.

　　 ("It's just two cowards, separated by a grand canyon, nesting on the tops of the peaks on both sides, scolding each other: There is a kind of you, come here!"-while digging their noses disdainfully, while watching the two children go north bored Nicolai from the local history class.)

　　 Thales took a step closer, forcing himself not to look at Gust’s left eye covered with scars, and whispered:

　　"Levi asked me to help. I want to buy some food and take it home."

　　 eat it.

　　 Cyclops moved slightly:

　　"Food?"

　　 Thales didn’t have time to sigh with emotion, and nodded:

　　 "The autumn harvest is over, and winter is coming."

　　 Thales looked at the Cyclops, their eyes met.

　　 For the first time in six years, Gust turned around and looked directly at Thales, with thoughts flowing in his eyes.

　　 As if this is their reunion.

　　 Thales smiled and raised his hand, motioning for the other person to go first.

　　 The two of them paced forward.

　　 "But I think it's not just food." Thales said lightly.

　　 Kosde narrowed his one eye.

　　 Thales smiled and nodded.

　　 One of them lives in the Northland, and the other is bordered by territory.

　　 has everything to understand, so don’t say everything.

　　 As the territory on the southwest border of Exeter, the reconstructed tower is located in the Sighing Mountains, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack, stable and peaceful, and rich in minerals, which is very profitable.

　　 But they are also constrained by the terrain. They are divided into complex vassals, vassals are scattered, and arable land is scarce and the soil is poor.

　　In recent years, they have absorbed many immigrants who fled due to the increasing local conflicts in the kingdom.

　　 The extreme cold every year is a test for the lord who rebuilds the tower.

　　 makes them have to trade mineral and metallurgical output and import food for a long time.

　　 "In the past, there are Olesiu with the Willan collar and Rumba with the black sand collar on the side," Thales is careless, but his eyes are shrewd:

　　"The three territories have a tight covenant, close relationship, and mutual in-laws."

　　"The reconstruction tower has its own way to import supplies and store grain for the winter."

　　 Of course, if you are willing to pay the price, lay down your dignity, and lose your face (it is the personal specialty of the Grand Duke of Trudida, deeply despised in the North), the mighty Dragon City and the grain-producing Fengzhao City are not impossible. Condescend and condescend, help set one or two.

　　 "But now..."

　　Kost listened to his words, his expression moved slightly.

　　 Thales snorted softly.

　　 Since the death of King Nunn, King Chaman was crowned...

　　Longxiao is bleak, Fengzhao is shy.

　　 As for places such as Qiyuan, Guarding, Ice Sea, Elk, and Sentinel, they are either too long to quench their thirst, or they have their own ghosts.

　　 But what’s more terrifying is that the neighbor of the reconstruction tower, the black sand collar, has emerged under the leadership of King Chaman, and his ambition is clear.

　　 So, the balance in Exeter lost its balance.

　　 Rumba from the black sand collar, Olesiu from the Wilan collar, and Trudida from the rebuilt tower...

　　 South of Exeter, once the Trinity, the same enemy, the north to the dragon and the three princes of the stars in the south...

　　 eagerly eagerly watch, the three northern families that have made Fuxing Palace and Broken Dragon Fortress fear for 18 years...

　　 has already parted ways.

　　 Appearance is perfect.

　　 Thales and Gust paced slowly, both of them thinking.

　　 "So they turned to you? Looking for the Canstar royal family?" Gusdhan said.

　　 Thales breathed out and used his brain:

　　 "According to my understanding, cunning like Trudida, they will not bet easily," the Duke of Xinghu whispered:

　　"It should be shook hands with Rumba with a smiley face, and continued to buy food from the old channel, as if everything was business as usual."

　　"On the other hand, like today, we will reserve in batches from channels including the stars to reduce stress and accumulate every day for rainy days."

　　 Cyclops snorted coldly:

　　 "They have always been double-cut, I am not surprised."

　　 "If it is true, then it must have started at least six years ago."

　　 Thales nodded:

　　 "If you want to transport goods from the stars to the reconstruction tower, and avoid the black sand collar, you can't go to the north. They will either directly lead the sea from the East China Sea..."

　　Kosidhun took the topic carelessly:

　　 "Either by land, through my territory."

　　 Thales sighed and nodded:

　　 "The cliff."

　　 "Smuggling."

　　 Kosde thoughtfully:

　　 "But since I found it on your head, it must be..."

　　 The next second, the cyclops suddenly changed color!

　　He turned his head abruptly:

　　 "After you came back, what happened to the Freedom League war?"

　　 "The Yankees lost?"

　　 Thales sighed inwardly.

　　 This guy reacts really fast.

　　Even if he himself, he still obtained some sporadic information about the Northland from the Department of Foreign Affairs and the Secret Service through persecution of Gilbert.

　　 "No, the Yankees can't lose," Kosde reacted immediately, with a solemn expression:

　　 "So it must be... Rumba won?"

　　 Thales was in a heavy heart.

　　He stopped and cleared his throat:

　　 "Let me put it this way, the result is still unclear."

　　 "But King Chaman... has a great advantage."

　　 The news made Kost ponder for a long time.

　　"Do you mean that you want me to let the goods of the rebuilt tower be relieved so as to increase their confidence against the king of the black sand?"

　　"For the stars to weaken the enemy in the future?"

　　 Thales stared at the opponent's one-eyed, silent for a long time.

　　 is the Duke in front of him. Six years ago, he went on a rampage and took the lead at the National Congress.

　　 is also the Duke, who raged and said six years ago, planted the seeds of doubt in Thales' heart.

　　What does he want?

　　 "No, just remind you."

　　 Thales said lightly:

　　 "This is an opportunity."

　　"It's even more of a bargaining chip."

　　 The one-eyed dragon's expression moved slightly.

　　"If there is such a plan to rebuild the tower, then you can set up a card to ask for it, intimidate and blackmail, or even send someone to kill."

　　Trudida spoke for him in the Hall of Heroes, and the scene that led to the selection of the king is still vivid, but Thales just shook his head and waved his sincere apologies to the Grand Duke of the lid:

　　"Anyway, it is profitable, why not do it."

　　 At this moment, the look in his eyes became more interesting, with a little more vitality, and no longer so cold and indifferent, making it difficult for strangers to approach.

　　K Thales has a turn:

　　"But you can also let them go all the way, or even take the initiative to reinforce them, making them more and more dependent on the benefits of your supply line. This is how King Nunn has dealt with Elk City in the past few decades."

　　 Thales said coldly.

　　The playfulness in the eyes of 　　Kost gradually disappeared, replaced by seriousness.

　　"Remove road barriers first, reorder business routes, send generously, and support vigorously."

　　 Thales gently stretched out his hand and slowly gathered in the air:

　　"When the other person is used to indulging and relying heavily on, then slowly close his hands and gently choke his neck."

　　He makes a fist suddenly!

　　 "In this way, Elk City is in a dilemma and is at the mercy of others, and is suppressed by Longxiao City so subdued and without the power to fight back."

　　 Gusde frowned fiercely.

　　 Thales put down his palm and raised his head to smile:

　　 "One advance and one retreat, either offensive or defensive, it's up to you to do what you want."

　　The Duke of Xinghu gives a gift:

　　"Happy chasing the Holy Day, Lord Kosde."

　　 At least, this is what he can do now.

　　 Thales said sadly in his heart.

　　 But as he turned around, the Cyclops spoke in a low voice behind him.

　　 "So."

　　"Born King," Gusde paused briefly, narrowing his one-eyed eyes:

　　 "You learned a lot from him?"

　　The born king.

　　 Thales' mood tightened for no reason.

　　 He seemed to be back that night, watching King Nunn indifferently stretch out his hand, revealing the ring of triumph.

　　 "No."

　　For some unknown reason, Thales subconsciously denied it, categorically:

　　 "The time I met him was less than a day."

　　"Talk about learning."

　　 Kosde walked up to him leisurely and stared at him for a long time.

　　He then spoke quietly:

　　 "Why?"

　　 Although the other party's reference is unknown, Thales knew what he wanted to ask.

　　 "As a thank you gift," Thales raised his head, still smiling:

　　 "Thank you for being honest with me six years ago."

　　Duke thanked me more and more sincerely:

　　 "Indeed, in the past six years, I have seen a lot and grown a lot."

　　 candid.

　　Kost still stared at him deeply, without saying a word.

　　 It seems that Thales is a big stone, and he wants to sculpt it carefully with his eyes.

　　 "What happened in the north six years ago, that changed everything, right?"

　　 changed everything?

　　 Thales lost his thoughts.

　　 "Yes."

　　"The natural king is gone."

　　 Nunn VII.

　　 As the years passed, and the influence became more obvious, Thales became more and more emotional:

　　 That morning, the Kingdom of Exter lost...

　　 is more than just a king.

　　 Thinking of the voice and smile of the indecent overlord yesterday, the young man said in a daze:

　　"On the vast continent, ten bloodthirsty beasts that have been firmly tied in his hands, bowed to their ears, suppressed their nature..."

　　"We are competing to get out."

　　"Hungry, don’t choose food."

　　 "I never die."

　　According to the old crow's point of view...

　　 may also harm neighbors.

　　 is endless harm.

　　 Kosde stared at him closely.

　　 "No."

　　 "Did you not see? Six years ago, it was not only this thing that affected Xilu."

　　Thyls came back to his senses, and was puzzled:

　　What?

　　"Compared to a certain noisy king, going into the earth and into the coffin..."

　　Kost slowly stepped forward, clasped his shoulders, and lowered his voice:

　　"More importantly..."

　　 The next moment, the Cyclops' eyes shrank, and Thales only felt his jaw tighten!

　　 I saw Gusd's left hand gently squeezed Thales' chin, and put the prince's face in front of him.

　　 Not far away, Doyle and Glover were both shocked, and they were about to stop, but Mallos held them down.

　　"Six years ago, a young star, after being refined, faded away from dust."

　　 The Duke of Star Lake was stunned. He watched the one-eyed one close to his pupil and listened to the low and subtle voice of Gusted seeping into his eardrum.

　　"Rising slowly..."

　　 In that terrible eye, there are countless peaks and mountains, standing tall:

　　"Qiguang Lianming..."

　　Mountains follow the master’s words, rushing through the mist, straight into the sky:

　　 "Brightly shining."

　　 one second.

　　 two seconds.

　　 three seconds.

　　 The prince who was shaken by the peaks in the eyes of the other party suddenly woke up.

　　Oops, everyone is watching, if this is seen...

　　 Thales, who knew he was not a child, blushed. He threw off Gust's finger and stepped back, embarrassed.

　　"You...that...I...can't..."

　　 Doyle and Glover looked at each other behind them, while Mallos frowned fiercely.

　　 But the Duke of Yadi was reluctant, and moved forward steadily, quite aggressively.

　　"The young star returns to his place," Kosde looked calm, but his mouth was antique:

　　"Updated every day."

　　 until the tone of the Cyclops changes, such as sudden changes in the current, rushing and thrilling:

　　"When will you reach the mid-sky and shine the Milky Way?"

　　 get to the mid-sky, shine in the Milky Way...

　　 The Duke of Xinghu shook his heart.

　　 Thales steadied his pace, calming down the panic that came suddenly.

　　"Your ancient empire grammar is profound," the prince took a deep breath and finally adjusted his mood to avoid the other's intended topic:

　　 "Unfortunately, grammar is not my best."

　　Kusde stood still, ignoring the suspicious gazes of others, and locked Thales tightly.

　　 a few seconds later, he smiled deeply:

　　 "There is excuse."

The Duke of 　　 Yadi made a disturbing sneer:

　　 "If the emperor is a literary and martial artist, he is no big and small, comprehensive, and proficient in everything."

　　 "Then what do you want our vassals to do?"

　　 Thales tried not to deal with the countless misunderstandings of this sentence, and responded in embarrassment:

　　 "So we each perform our duties, together for the stars?"

　　Kusde narrowed his eyes:

　　 "Then you agreed?"

　　"Our proposal?"

　　 Thales felt tight again.

　　 "I don't know what you are talking about."

The Duke 　　 straightened his face and glanced at the people around him from the corner:

　　 "What proposal?"

　　 Kosde's eyes were cold, and he took a step back.

　　 But he immediately looked around the Mindisi Hall, his heart felt, and the corners of his mouth cocked.

　　 "Of course, ha ha ha ha, of course..."

　　 Kosde first chuckled softly, then raised his voice and sneered, showing his arrogance:

　　 "No proposal."

　　 "No!"

　　 Seeing Thales was a little uneasy, and felt anxious.

　　 One second later, the Duke of Nan Trieste, who had laughed enough, lowered his head, his one-eyed deep, straight into the hearts of people:

　　 "There is only a long journey."

　　 "The sea is boundless."

　　He speaks in a cold voice, his eyes are compelling, but his tone is full of strange satisfaction:

　　 "And you have to go."

　　 "Forced to set sail."

The voice of 　　 fell, the master of the cliff, the southern Triste of the giant horned deer, and the Cycloste Kuste turned around and took a step, and left!

　　 He rudely pushed aside the two respectful waiters~IndoMTL.com~ no one else, and sneered all the way.

　　Leaves his clothes a little messy, and Thales stands in a daze.

　　 attracted countless people's attention.

　　 looked at each other.

　　 There are countless guesses.

　　 After a while, Doyle, who has been keeping a distance and attending the waiter, carefully looked at Thales, who was arranging his clothes and thinking deeply.

　　 "So what, zombie."

　　 He stabbed Glover, who was also suspicious, and whispered:

　　"When he came, he asked His Royal Highness if he had lost weight and was abused... and then he... and he..."

　　 "Finally, I would recite poems to His Highness... I seem to have vaguely heard something like ‘You agreed?’, ‘Forced’..."

　　 Glover glanced back at D.D when he heard the words, and it was rare that the ground was strangely colored.

　　 "You said, the Duke of South Trieste..."

　　 Doyle is incredulous, suspicious:

　　 "He prefers, it shouldn't be..."

　　D.D looked at Thales anxiously, then looked at the banquet hall where Gusd’s back disappeared, horrified:

　　"Beautiful boy?"

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