Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 40: Opening

In the hall, as the grandpa took her seat, more than 20 nobles in the audience also sat down. m..

Thanks to the grandfather, Thales has received a lot of northern aristocratic education during his six-year hostage career. Compared to Gilbert taught in a hurry in January, it is a bit fading for a long time. Knowledge, he was familiar with Exter’s glorious history.

For example, the political hearing day in Longxiao City.

It originated ninety years ago, from the Grand Duke of Longxiao City and the 43rd co-existing king, Nunn VI, the grandfather of the ancestor Nunn VII, the Walton family monopolized the throne for three consecutive generations The opener of the heyday, a king worth remembering.

The dragon kingdom under his rule has fought against the star kingdom after the death of "Xianjun" several times at the border, facing Aaron in the north, Zemuto in the Watch City, and Fries three in the Old Tower. The big family, the king without a single defeat, pushed the southern border of Exeter to the Broken Dragon Fortress, and turned the big needle forests into the exclusive land of the northerners; he fostered a new life in several wars Faced with the sudden rise of the Comus Alliance, the Liberty Alliance used a powerful wrist to stifle their expansion momentum and firmly controlled the eastern end of the Golden Corridor; he even rebuilt the Quegul Glacier Defense Line. , Drove the glacier orcs to the north of Thirty-Eight Post again.

Internally, since the superb Nunn VI, the vassals of Longxiao City regularly greet and report to the Grand Duke has become a routine: the vassals show their loyalty to the Grand Duke, Reporting important matters of the territory to obtain permission and support from the Grand Duke, the Grand Duke displayed his majesty and generosity on this occasion, listened to the general situation of his vassals, and maintained and strengthened the relationship between the emperor and his ministers-this is the day of hearing.

It's also a proof of the expansion of Longxiao City's reign, Thales thought.

But now...

The grand duke's voice sounded clearly in the hall, pulling his thoughts back.

"Risbane, Kierke Gour, Nagel, Hirst, Linna, Kirtson," facing so many people, despite his pale face, Selma still called out one by one according to the order of seats. Out of her vassal family, every lord nodded slightly when called: "Banna, Hudson..."

Selma called out the names of nearly twenty families in one breath, and two families with the same name had to be distinguished by territories.

Almost every noble with a seat respectfully—at least looks respectfully—nodded.

If this is in the Kingdom of Stars... Thales can't help but think of the grand occasion of the meeting, the six giants, the thirteen noble families, and Canxing's own direct vassals, just calling out the names of these families ...

The prince sighed.

God, I hope they have a roster.

"Welcome, everyone," Selma took a deep breath under the sharp gazes of the nobles in the north, and said slowly, like the next Lisban, "again, in the glorious day of listening to politics , The major families of Longxiao City gather together. Because of your arrival, the dragon spear in the cloud is more sharp. With your loyalty, the Walton family will become stronger."

The crisp female voice echoed in the stone hall, faded and disappeared.

As soon as the voice of the Grand Prince fell—like an appointment, almost all the vassals raised their right fists seriously and slammed their chests three times in a row!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As a response to Fengjun.

The dull sounds resonated with each other in the hall, and it seemed that even the entire Palace of Valoros shook.

"Look, you understand what I mean," Ian next to me with a bored expression of "I told you", knocked his chest, whispered in Thales' ear: "Gorilla ……"

Thyls raised his eyebrows.

Selma didn't move at all in the percussion, but Thales, who was very familiar with her, could feel that the girl was under that calmness, hiding a wave of tension and anxiety.

"This is the beginning of the day of hearing politics," the grandpa cleared her throat: "Charles?"

The Earl of Lisbane, who was sitting at the top of her left, leaned slightly in the seat and turned to look at the audience.

The five earls in the front finally turned their eyes to the Lord Regent, but Thales noticed that those eyes were not as friendly as imagined.

Six years ago, at the funeral of King Nunn...what was the attitude of these five vital people?

Thyls recalled.

"As a matter of practice," the steady and gentle voice of the Regent of Lisbane sounded in the hall, just as it has sounded for King Nunn countless times at the Imperial Conference in the past three decades, "My lord, what Would you like to ask the lady for instructions?"

No one speaks.

In the range of Thales’s sight, more than two dozen vassals did not even whisper.

They just shot countless sharp eyes firmly on Brisbane, as if to split the old earl, especially the five most powerful vassals.

Thyls couldn't help clenching his fists.

Risban looked around the audience, but still no vassals answered.

As if planned.

His face gradually became hard to look at.

"Politeness is dead," Ian's annoying voice whispered quietly into Thales's ears, with a gloat: "I guess no one wants to say'hello' to the Grand Duke."

In the silence of the needle drop, Ian's words are a bit harsh.

Many Northlanders turned their heads to look at him, their eyes cold.

Ian showed an expression of being caught for doing bad things, and smiled apologetically at them.

This is the first time Thales has participated in Hearing Government Day in six years, and it is the first time to see the attitude of the lords of Longxiao City towards the prince, watching Selma, who is strong and calm on stage, Si only felt a tingling inside.

In the six years since he entered the Hall of Stars and became the second prince of the Star Kingdom, his journey has been very difficult.

But at this moment, I have all the hardships for me, compared with her, with Selma, and Exter’s first female grandfather...

"Very well, it seems that everyone is fine, there is no bad news," Lisban said coldly, and he bowed slightly to the head Selma: "Madam."

The eyes focused on Lisban all turned to the Grand Duke.

Thyls looked at the lonely Selma without mercy: The girl cleared her throat unnaturally, and subconsciously avoided the vassals' eyes.

"Everyone...hehe...you guys, I know you don't like nonsense," Selma's voice was a little quick and trembling: "So I'm going to be straight to the point..."

Compared with the silence of the audience when Lisban spoke, many vassals bowed their heads and talked in whispers when the grandpa spoke.

"This is a good sign, at least the Grand Duke has the ability to ease the atmosphere." Ian whispered sarcastically.

Thyls sighed.

The words of the Grand Duke continue:

"I believe you all know that last month, the king's messenger came from Heisha. A few days ago, Qiyuan City's delegation also visited Longxiao City..."

Someone interrupted her.

"Are you talking about that farce-like audience, ma'am?" Sitting third on the left hand of the Grand Duke, the uniformed Earl of Felenburg, Kirtson said coldly: "Of course, very entertaining Sex-the majestic Longxiao City is turned around by a hairy boy."

Earl Kirtson's words are very rude, many people laughed lowly, but more people snorted.

Selma's face became paler.

Thyls frowned, and he turned his head - as the culprit, the Viscount Windy City smirked unconsciously, and seemed to find it very entertaining.

"Funny?" Thales' eyes shot like a sword.

After seeing Thales's unhappy eyes, Ian realized something and instantly narrowed his smile. He seemed to cough slightly, "Sorry".

"Dragon City faces a choice." After adjusting her breath, the grandpa renewed the previous words: "And I respect the lords who have served under my grandfather for many years, so we will be here, in the most important In the day of hearing politics, discuss our choices together."

Just when Thales thought the vassals were going to be silent again, unexpectedly, a clear male voice rang.

"We respect you, madam, just as we respect your grandfather," the earl who spoke was sitting in the first and second place from the bottom right of Selma. His tone was rare and respectful and respectful, with a golden face His beard rises and falls with the words: "So here we are, Branding Iron County responds to your call."

Earl Hearst from Branding Iron County said gently, looking at the Grand Duke.

As if finding a savior, Selma smiled and looked at the speaker gratefully: "Thank you, Lord Hirst."

Hirst, in his 30s, shakes his golden beard and nods with a smile.

Tyles frowned. He looked at the enthusiastic Hirst and moved his hips unnaturally.

This **** chair is really hard to sit on.

"God, Thales, did you see the way he looked at the girl?" Ian's words came in untimely: "I bet that every time he looks for a woman, he imagines the other person as ……"

Thyls, who was in a bad mood, looked back abruptly.

"Will you die if you don't speak?" the prince replied coldly.

Ian hurriedly raised his hands, stuck out his tongue innocently, then opened his mouth, kept smiling, and made a silent mouth: Yes.

Thyles was so angry that he didn't want to talk to him anymore.

Earl Hirst's opening seemed to drive the vassals' conversations: Kirtson, who had just spoken sarcastically, stroked his chin and snorted.

"Felenburg is the same," Kirtson said slowly: "But I noticed that it is not just us who came in response to the call..."

Earl Kirtson moved his finger and pointed to a corner in the hall.

That is...

Everyone's eyes shifted with his fingers.

Tyles gave a thump in his heart!

"Why is he here, ma'am?" Kirtson twisted his wrist and pointed coldly at the prince of the stars: "This empire is at the most important meeting in Longxiao City?"

Suddenly there was a lot of discussion and even noise in the hall.

At that moment, Thales became the focus of the field.

Worry and nervousness appeared on the face of the Grand Duke, Lisban narrowed his eyes, and Nicolai, who had been cold, frowned.

Well, no matter how much I want to keep a low profile...

Thyls sighed.

"I am here at the request of the Grand Duke and the heir of Qiyuan City," the second prince of Xingchen said coldly: "As a third party, come to witness this meeting concerning the honor of Exeter. ."

After he finished speaking, the debate in the hall became even louder.

Thyls can even hear them clearly:

"So that's..."

"Really ridiculous..."

"Guess what, he is here, and that woman should be..."

"Longxiao City...Haha, it's ironic, maybe one day, there will be a little lord who doesn't know who her father is in the belly of the grand duke..."

Thyls clenched his fists.

Ian shook his head helplessly at him, looking helpless.

"I don't remember when we were with the empires," Kirtson said coldly, without even looking at Thales: "Get him out."

There was a lot of approval from the vassals.

"Order, adults!"

Nicolai’s voice intervened in this conversation, and the meteorite, who was the archduke’s guardian, looked at the chaotic nobles condescendingly:

"You are standing on the land of Longxiao City, Earl Kirtson, you are standing in Nekaru's Hall of Valor, and this is the Hall of Heroes, in front of the Grand Duke..."

Nicolae's face was solemn: "It's not your turn to give orders."

Maybe the meteorite is indeed famous, maybe his experience of following King Nunn for more than 20 years has played a role, and the field slowly calmed down.

Until Kirtson replied in no face.

"Shut up, Lord."

"You are not qualified to talk to me about the **** order," Kirtson gritted his teeth, looking at the meteorite on the steps like an enemy: "Your Majesty Nunn promoted the humble and humble you to his relatives. Wei, you are knighted, but you repay him with dereliction of duty and incompetence. Your Majesty is too tired to die, and we are too tired to let Longxiao City fall into this field."

At that moment, Nicolai's pale face showed a rare flush.

Thyls has seen him look like this: This is a sign when the meteorite is angry.

"If I were you, the incompetent, I should find a place where no one is going to commit suicide as soon as possible, instead of lying cheeky beside the grand duchess and pretending that nothing happened," Earl Kirtson said clearly. In one's ears:

"The shame of killing the king!"

"Bah!"

Many northern nobles snorted together.

Nicolai lowered his head sharply, making it difficult to see his expression.

But he said nothing.

But Thales could see that his fists were already clenched together, shaking violently.

The prince knew that the king died under the guard of the Blade Guard. This is the biggest shadow of the meteorite in this life.

In the lobby, Ned Monty from the Mission City of Qiyuan frowned. The "Death Crow" looked at the abnormal Nicolai and sighed slightly.

"Enough, Kirtson."

The grand duke finally spoke, and her words unconsciously filled with anger: "Lord Nicolai fought the disaster to the last moment for the king. He shouldn't get such an evaluation."

"As far as my professional officer told me, madam, this Prince Thales may be the most troublesome imperial man in the world. He also led to the ugly gang fight in the last day of the government," the oldest Count Nagel of the United States spoke slowly, his words sounded fair and rational, and brought the topic back to the prince:

"I sincerely recommend that you show our ‘hospitality’ when discussing our own affairs and let him go to his room to rest."

The old earl's eyes narrowed slightly: "Do you know what are rumors about you and him?"

All eyes focused on the prince again, and from time to time he patrolled back and forth between the grandma and him.

Selma's expression changed, and she was speechless.

Tyles closed his eyes.

Ian beside him has a rich expression, opened his mouth and prepared to say something in his ear.

"Not now, Ian." As soon as Ian was about to speak, Thales said coldly, sealing his enthusiasm in his throat.

They did it on purpose, the vassals of Longxiao City.

Thyls remembered that six years ago, the nobles in the Hall of Stars in the Fuxing Palace had squandered, and secretly told himself: So they were attacking the prestige of the Grand Duchess step by step.

And now...

No, he cannot speak or refute, otherwise it will only make the situation worse.

Thyls gritted his teeth tightly.

"He is a lady's guest, Kirtson, Nagel," the Regent of Lisbane spoke promptly, and he stared at the two earls coldly: "This is the lady's promise, so he will stay, and if You can’t stand him appearing in your sight, and would rather ignore the lady’s honor, then close your eyes or go out by yourself, choose one of the two."

Kurtson snorted coldly, as if he didn't like the Lord Regent.

"Don't forget your blood feud, madam, the rightful heir before you, Prince Morar died in the stars, and his bones are not cold," Earl Linna, who was sitting third on the left hand of the Grand Duchess, said blankly. : "Since then, all tragedies have come from this little prince."

"The bones are not cold, really?" Ian whispered again somehow: "For six years, even if it is a dragon's corpse, why should it be cold."

Thyls didn't even bother to pay attention to him.

Selma took a sharp breath, seeming to adjust herself.

"The tragedy has come to a conclusion, Linna," the grand prince glanced at Thales from a distance, gritted her teeth and said: "The first king was there, and Prince Thales, he is now Our guests-and we should get back to business."

"Do you think the death of your blood relatives is not a'business'?" Linner suddenly raised his voice.

"I have to say, you make me a little bit chilly," Count Linner still looks cold and motionless, but his words like a serpent tweeting are hard to ignore: "Dear Selma Ms. Walton."

Selma faced his gaze, and her hand on the seat's arm trembled slightly.

In the hall, more than two dozen nobles were talking louder and louder.

"Take your words back, Linner," the regent's words of Lisban have already brought obvious emotions, he said every word: "Especially to the Grand Duke."

"How dare you say this to His Majesty Nunn, to the granddaughter of the Born King—'You make me a little bit chill'?"

Risban glanced at Count Linna: "Your Majesty has spent thirty years starting from the time of the prince to promote you, the Linna family that is on the verge of decline..."

"This is what I'm worried about, Lisban," Linna replied fearlessly: "The majesty Nunn, who was willing to serve him, the great natural king, is gone!"

"We are the only old bones who guard a woman..."

"Linner!" It was Earl Hearst, who was still the golden beard, who interrupted him.

Linner paused, he glanced at the female grandfather on the seat, and after a little hesitation, he changed his words: "...maintain the dignity of Longxiao City."

As soon as the words came out, Selma lowered her head and tightened her lips.

There was silence in the hall.

Earl Hirst coughed slightly.

"Sorry, ma'am," the Count of Branding Iron County looked at Selma with an embarrassed expression, and said gently: "But I think Earl Linner just misses his former Majesty too much, and he values ​​the future of Longxiao City too much. "

"But he respects you and your blood, just like me," Hirst nodded slowly and respectfully: "Madam."

"Hey," Ian pretended to have a disgusting look and whispered: "I'm going to throw up this hero's way to save the United States."

"But it works, look at the girl's expression..."

It's so long-winded.

For the first time, Thales found that he wanted to strangle Ian.

Block his sharp words in his vocal cords.

The prince watched Selma closely.

Selma looked at Hirst who was relieved and smiled reluctantly.

Thyls frowned.

"What you are facing is the blood left by the born king, Little Hurst," Lisban interrupted their eye contact, "There is no doubt that she will lead the future of Longxiao City."

Hirst smiled and nodded slightly at the Regent: "Of course."

"You speak more and more like Your Majesty Nunn,'Prime Minister'," the expressionless, but humiliating Earl Linner slowly said: "Like six years ago, you , The great regent stood there, standing next to His Majesty’s body, telling us indisputably that the Grand Duke has changed, and he just needs to kneel down."

"Don't bring your personal grievances here, Linna," Lisban's face was green, "This hall of glory should not leave a place for selfishness and darkness."

Linner curved her mouth in response.

"I started to admire your little girlfriend a little," Ian sighed and patted Thales on the shoulder: "How did she survive these people in the past six years?"

"I don't know." Thales shook his head. He looked at the rebellious counts, unable to hide his worry. "This is my first time attending the hearing day, but before, the important counts were all sent Working as officials-I guess they came here personally, making the scene even more difficult."

Ian raised his eyebrows: "Oh, you didn't refute me?"

Thyls, who was observing the earls, was puzzled: "Rebut what?"

"It's okay." Ian replied solemnly, shaking his head solemnly.

An old voice rang out again.

"Relax, Linna, show respect," the oldest senior Nagel sighed: "You are facing the most powerful Earl of Longxiao City, the'Dragon Eye' who has been in charge of Longxiao City for six years. 'Risban-you don't want to provoke the Regent of Longxiao City, he has countless ways to fix you."

Lisban and Nagel looked at each other in the air, and it seemed that even the air had become cold.

"Oh, I think what he really wants to say is," Ian narrowed his eyes. "'Fuck you, Lisban'."

Thyls agreed.

"Since he wants the Starren to be here, let him go." Najir whispered: "Anyway, Longxiao City is no better than before."

Risban looked at Nagil, who was his age from a distance, and spoke softly, but very clearly: "Really, Nagil, old friend?"

"My old friend died six years ago," Count Nagel said unhurriedly: "With your majesty, die in the whirlpool of power."

During the time when Lisbane and Nagel looked at each other, the earls were silent.

As if this is their arena.

The Selma in the seat was at a loss.

"I want to guess," Ian's whisper came in again inopportunely: "When they were young, one of them had **** with each other's wife?"

Thyls slowly shook his head, he lowered his head, looked at his right hand, and sighed.

The situation is very unfavorable, and it cannot go on like this.

Go ahead, Ian.

We need.

The next moment, a scream suddenly resounded throughout the hall:

"Ah--"

"You you you--"

The sound is loud, like a whirlwind blowing in the silent hero hall.

All the nobles, including Selma and Lisban, turned their heads suspiciously and looked at the source of the sound.

Among the noble vassals in the hall, a man suddenly jumped up.

The Viscount of Wind City from Qiyuan City, His Excellency Ian Ronnie was standing on a chair, clutching his waist, with a distorted expression and looking at the people next to him in disbelief.

Beside him, Prince Thales withdrew his hand blankly and sat with a serious face.

It's as if I just grabbed Ian's waist, and he was not the one who twisted with all his strength.

Ian gritted his teeth furiously, and said "how dare you" to Thales.

But the prince didn't move, as if he didn't even know him.

Ian took a deep breath and raised his head.

He only noticed that the eyes of the audience were focused on himself.

Viscount Fengcheng smiled embarrassingly: "That..."

The five earls frowned.

"Your Excellency Ian," Lisbane glanced over Thales, returning to Ian silently: "What's the matter?"

Ian let out a breath~IndoMTL.com~ Going back and forth on Thales with murderous eyes.

The prince's expression was flat, and he compared a thumb to his knee.

Come on, and good luck.

Ian had to sigh.

"Although I would like to appreciate the counter-drama in the nest of Longxiao City," he looked reluctant, first bowed slightly to the grand prince, and then tilted his head to look at the earls: "But we are Don’t you come to talk about business first?"

Ian showed white teeth and smiled slightly: "You know, lunch time is very important, you can't delay it."

In the Qiyuan city mission that sat together, the entourage faces were blue.

Only Monty, the old friend of the meteorite, watched Ian's performance with amusement.

The vassals of Longxiao City looked suspiciously at this wandering young man-many of them saw Ian himself for the first time.

"And where did you come from?"

Earl Kirtson glanced at Ian with a cannibal expression and sneered: "Joker?"

Ian blinked.

Faced with this insulting title, his face smiled even more.

"Where am I from?"

I saw the Lord Viscount open his arms and smile like a child: "Of course it is the circus!"

At that moment, Earl Kirtson's sneer froze on his face.

Tyles let out a sigh of relief, only to feel the depressive scene instantly relieved.

"I'm here to remind you guys, when it's time, everyone will be in position."

Ian looked at the Grand Duke on the steps, then looked at Thales beside him, shrugged, and happily announced to the vassals in the hall:

"We are about to start!"

On the other side of the hall, the people of Qiyuan City headed by Ned Monty sighed all together.

His face is sad.