Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 54: Where the prince goes

"What do you mean?"

Earl Hirst looked at the king with a bad look. Fast update without ads.

He is not the only one. The nobles in the hall are full of anger because of the king's provocation.

Except for a few.

Tyles forcedly held down his slightly trembling fist and looked at King Chaman's terrifying eyes.

What does he want to do?

At this time, Selma’s identity is exposed...Don’t you even want to be a king?

Thinking of this, Thales glared at King Chaman, his eyes full of warnings.

King Chaman noticed Thales' gaze.

Before the angry or doubtful expressions of the nobles in the hall, the king hummed vaguely.

No.

The prince who saw this scene suddenly understood.

In Thales’s eyes, King Chaman scanned the top few people in Longxiao City--Selma, Resban, Nazaire...

The king looked at their expressions and smiled mysteriously.

Thyls secretly said to himself: No, he doesn't seem to be trying to kill the net and hurt both sides.

Looking at Selma, where doubts and tension coexist on the steps, Thales forcibly resisted his desire to interrupt his speech-he was already sensitive to his identity, and he made many mistakes, but he would attract unnecessary doubts.

"Because the sixth person left is not the Grand Duke..." King Chaman said coldly, but his words stopped here strangely.

In that second, everyone's face in the hall was reflected in the king's eyes.

A few seconds later, King Chaman showed a satisfied expression, and his speech turned just right:

"...but a female grandfather."

Selma frowned, not knowing how to react.

It feels like a person who is usually so serious that he will freeze his jaw, suddenly trying to be humorous.

Tyles let go of his strained heart, and let out a sigh of relief.

At that moment, the young prince swears that in addition to himself, in the supernormal hearing that the crime of the river of prison gave him, there are at least four breaths at different rates. After the king's words, he breathed out one imperceptibly Tone.

Selma, Lisbane, Nicolai...

Wait, who else is?

But Thales' attention was immediately caught by another incident.

Rumba, he is not trying to tear his skin, he is testing the entire Longxiao City, and even warning me.

The nobles snorted coldly in the hall, showing their dissatisfaction with the king's boring joke.

The grand prince stared stiffly at the king, her lips trembled, but finally she fell silent.

"Grand Duke and Grand Duke?"

"This joke is not funny," Count Linna said with a gloomy face: "It can only show that our king lacks respect for the blood of the hero Nikaru."

"Be careful, Charman," the Regent has just kept his face cold. As the most suitable person to speak at this moment, he unceremoniously countered: "Too many jokes..."

"One day, you will die because of one of them."

"Girl, as the unprecedented first female lord in the North," King Chaman gently rubbed the hilt of the sword beside him, he was speaking to Selma, but he glanced at Tyre intentionally or unintentionally. A glance:

"You are on an unprecedented road. Your words, deeds, and actions will shock the Northland and Exeter."

Ian, who was immersed in failure, couldn't help but raise his head, and many people frowned.

Just listen to the king’s indifferent words: "As the Grand Duke of Longxiao City, your marriage is extraordinary. It involves the succession of many families and is related to the balance of power in Exeter."

Thyls looked at the king suspiciously, but within a few seconds, he figured out the king's purpose.

The prince concealed his worry desperately, and tried to look at the grandfather with an indifferent expression.

The king held the eyes of countless people and said with deep meaning: "For example, this time, the Viscount of Qiyuan City came to propose marriage not far away, which made me very worried..."

"In case you marry someone who shouldn't marry...this is a major event that can shake Exeter's foundation."

The six earls of Longxiao City looked at each other without worry.

Selma took a slow breath and spoke with a cold face.

"I have declined Your Excellency Ian's request," the Grand Duke said coldly: "You can rest assured."

King Chaman sneered disapprovingly.

"I don't think you understand what I mean, girl."

"I heard a lot of rumors on the way here," the king sneered and waved in the direction of Thales: "For example, how did you protect the star prince in six years, accompany each other, help each other... …"

"You live and grow under the same roof with him..."

"They even dine together and go to class together..."

The grand duke showed a look of astonishment.

Tyles scowled and stared at Selma.

Be calm, Selma, be sure to stay calm.

Think about what I said.

Selma!

The next moment, the king squinted his eyes and whispered: "You and him, you..."

"Should you sleep together again?"

As soon as this statement came out, it was silent.

The grandson's lips trembled, but she couldn't say a word, she just gritted her teeth in shame and anger.

Until——

"Rumba!"

In the dramatic changes in everyone's face, the first thing that reacted was the former Commander of the Blade Guard who was responsible for protecting the Grand Duke.

I saw that Nicolai couldn't take care of the king's honorific title. He could no longer restrain his hatred of Rumba, and yelled gaffefully: "You shameless coward! This is the end of the prestige on the political day, I And my brothers are happy to..."

But he was severely stopped by the cold face of Lisban.

"Calm down," His Excellency the Regent suppressed his anger: "Any act of anger is meaningless."

Not only that, but the originally quiet hall exploded again.

"What did you say?"

"Duel him, adults!"

"Shit! Can the king do whatever he wants!"

In the strange gazes of countless people, Thales tried to maintain a constant face, but his hands under his sleeves clung to his knees and his knuckles protruded.

Among the princes of Longxiao City, Earl Hirst's golden beard trembled violently in a panting, and he couldn't bear it anymore.

"In the name of Brooking Hirst, Earl of Branding Iron County," Hirst leaped up from his chair furiously, and his eyes were full of hatred when looking at Rumba: "For the lady's reputation, check Man Rumba, I issue you a sacred duel challenge!"

He waved his arm and pointed angrily at the king’s nose and cursed: "Let the blood wash away the humiliation you brought us, killer!"

This sentence made the people in the raging hall more emotional!

It was probably Rumba's words that caused the anger of the people, and even the Grand Duke's guards stared at him angrily, without any intention of defending the king.

Kroaixi's face became stiff, she dutifully held down her weapon and stopped in front of King Chaman.

Viscount Cambida also frowned to step forward, and was pushed back by her.

But King Chaman just snorted heavily.

As if there was nothing in front of him.

I saw the king slam his left arm altogether, and pointed at the emotional Hirst!

Seems to respond to the latter challenge!

The loud voices in the hall suddenly became silent.

However, the next second, the king gently retracted his arm, pushed away Kroaishi in front of him, and pushed back the sword a few inches out of her sheath.

"In the name of Charman Rumba, the King of Exeter and Grand Duke of Black Sands," the king looked at Hirst trembling coldly, and said calmly and calmly: "I use the power of the king. , Dismiss your meaningless challenge, Hirst."

Only then did he put down his arm and looked at the granddaughter again without tension.

"Ah!"

The irritated Hirst roared unanimously: "You mean coward!"

"Just rest, Hirst."

Earl Nazaire snorted coldly, patted him on the shoulder, and pressed Hirst back, who was pale.

"Because of your improper words and demeanor, Your Majesty," but the old Nazaire looked at the king improperly: "The next year, Randolph and Hatting County will meet Caravans and farmers in the direction of Heishaling have imposed heavy taxes in protest."

The easy attitude of King Chaman finally changed.

The light in his eyes turned, watching Nazaire's expression become obviously uncomfortable, and his slightly raised upper lip indicated his current mood.

Tyles lowered his head and smiled from an invisible angle.

Yeah, he can feel it.

Although the anger is directed towards the king...

But more doubts, worries, dissatisfaction, jealousy, and hatred...but they are coming towards him.

"This so-called king is becoming more and more unscrupulous...Earl Kierkegor, your territory is the closest," Count Kirtson whispered to his colleagues with a cold face, "I was thinking, If the king had an accident on his way home from the city..."

"Calm down." Although the one-armed count looked resentful, he still shook his head: "The king died in the territory of Longxiao City, no matter who made it..."

"The unlucky ones are Longxiao City."

Earl Linner next door nodded.

"Do you think the other princes would be grateful for our righteous deeds with joy?"

Earl Linna stared at King Chaman with a deep chill in his eyes: "I swear to you that they will weep the king's misfortune while discussing how to take the opportunity to slaughter the city of Longxiao."

"After the black sand collar, it's our turn."

In the chaos in the hall, Lisban maintained the most calmness. He patted Selma's arm gently: "Madam."

The Grand Duchess took a deep breath and finally calmed her emotions under the cold eyes of the Regent: "What you just said is enough to bring about generations of hatred between Walton and the Lombard family, Your Majesty. "

King Chaman shrugged.

"Look at the reaction of your vassals. This is what I worry about—sometimes, the marriage of two people is enough to destroy two countries," the king looked around and slowly said: "Some things have serious consequences. It must be stopped before it happens."

He turned around, his eyes solemn: "Otherwise, at the age of all of you... I'm afraid that after many years, Longxiao City and even the entire Exeter may not be able to stop a star from being the highest The king has assumed office as the regent of Longxiao City."

These words made the breathing of many vassals heavier.

Thyls snorted unceremoniously, attracting several unkind glances.

This is the condition that King Nunn gave him back then.

Rumba is now used as a means and bargaining chip.

"Your vassals may be ashamed to speak out, but as the elders who watched you sitting on the throne, I can no longer pretend to be gentle and polite," King Chaman looked at him contemptuously. Selma was so angry that he couldn't speak: "As a king, I must hurry up when I still have some power and my words are still useful..."

Selma took a deep breath: "You mean..."

"Selma Walton," the king's eyes flashed sharply: "In the name of the king, I hereby order you to give me Thales Canxing."

"For Exeter, and for your Longxiao City."

The hall became silent again.

Selma stared, staring at the king.

"So," King Chaman raised his head and said softly: "Your answer?"

My reply?

The grand duke felt it, and everyone's eyes shot toward him.

But unlike before, this time, their gaze...exceptionally different.

Selma frowned fiercely. She bit her lower lip and exchanged a few glances with Lisban.

She just felt that the burning sensation on her face was getting heavier.

But she did not dare to face the young boy's eyes.

Don't dare.

At this moment, a long sigh suddenly sounded in the crowd.

"You are so lenient, Charman."

Thyls stood up slowly in the eyes of everyone, tired and exhausted, and yawned: "Do you think I would like... this lady?"

He looked at the people in the hall with a disdainful face, and made a rude gesture to the Grand Duke's direction.

This immediately evoked several warm greetings from the northern people to the ancestors of Can Xing for the prince.

Seeing Thales standing up, the Grand Duke was slightly startled.

What is he going to...do?

"Do you still think things are not messy enough, little prince!" Nicolai, who was in a bad mood and frustrated, clenched his fists: "Shut up!"

But Thales just gave him an indifferent glance.

Make the meteorite even more angry.

"You see her? Not necessarily," King Chaman stared at Thales interestingly: "But if you see Longxiao City, take advantage of her treatment of you..."

Thyls raised his eyebrows and showed a dumbfounded expression.

"Hahahaha," he smiled helplessly, "Hey, Selma, say so..."

"You see me, don't you?"

Selma looked at Thales' joking expression in disbelief, and she opened her lips, but she didn't know what to say.

She had a foreboding what Thales was going to do.

In the eyes of the nobles in the hall, the girl only felt a burning hot on her face.

"Are you going to find me to be your husband?" Thales seemed to be amused by his own words, even ignoring the anger and scolding of the nobles in the hall, holding his arms, and eating with his shoulders twitching He chuckled.

Selma knew that her expression must be ugly at the moment.

He must be acting.

Yes.

I know...

It’s for...

For...

But the girl felt unspeakably uncomfortable at the moment.

"Hahahahahaha..."

As his laughter continued, the eyes of the people in the north looking at the prince became more and more scary.

It's probably hard for anyone to say clearly, who is the least popular in the Hall of Heroes at this moment, Thales and Rumba.

"Dragon City has protected you for six years, the so-called "Prince"," Earl Hurst took a deep breath, his eyes fired: "This is your reward?"

Thyls stopped laughing.

"Protection?" The prince chewed on the word, his face slowly changed: "Fortunately you can say it, I am here for six years, the worst enemy..."

"Aren’t you just the Northlanders who use me as a bargaining chip?"

Selma's breathing stopped slightly.

But the prince's words immediately changed, and he put on the expression of disdain and irony: "But, since your grandfather fell in love with me, hahaha...maybe I have a way to'repay' Hahaha..."

In the entire hall, everyone looked at Thales with cold expressions.

Nicolae was trembling with anger, and the blush on his face could not go away.

The grand prince pressed her lips, her face was sad, ignoring the countless gazes that floated towards her in the dark.

This is your decision?

Your successor?

You let me choose the most suitable road for the grandpa, does that mean?

It was King Chaman, watching the prince's expression more and more interesting now.

Only Nazer sighed softly, and Lisban across from him saw it, but frowned and shook his head.

"I see," Selma raised her head, her face straightened, and said with difficulty: "Prince Thales, you want to go to the black sand collar, don't you?"

Thyls stopped laughing.

"Why," the prince's expression returned to normal, and he sighed slightly, his tone provocative: "Can't bear me?"

Selma shuddered slightly.

"Bah!" Earl Hurst turned his head, seemingly disdainful of swearing.

The girl closed her eyes, her expression struggling.

"Madam, as long as you speak," Kirtson said angrily: "We should leave him a hand now, it should be too late."

Kierkeguer snorted coldly: "Shame."

Earl Linner shook his head coldly: "You, boy, I don't care if you and the killer are embarrassed behind their backs..."

Just now.

"Enough, everyone!"

The grandpa spoke abruptly, interrupting the conversation.

Selma's voice echoed in the hall and spread.

The silence lasted for a while.

Until this female voice sounds deep and clear again

"Then, I wish you all the best, Prince Thales."

Selma opened her eyes, her expression cold.

At this moment, Selma in Thales's eyes finally put away the hesitation and sadness that hesitated to speak.

Tyles' tight nerves slowly relax at this moment.

Very well, Selma—he sighed silently in his heart: Choose the path that suits the female grandfather, yes.

"He is yours," the grand duke's voice became tough, just like her forced marriage to vassals before:

"Your Majesty Chaman."

No one speaks.

It seems that facing this decision, the opinions of the princes of Longxiao City are unprecedented.

The King Chaman raised his eyebrows slightly, he took a long breath and snorted.

"Very good."

The king's gaze has returned to the majesty of the first arrival hall.

The Grand Duke pressed on the handrail tightly and said firmly: "With him in hand, please make sure that the Star Kingdom will not bring unnecessary losses to our western expedition."

"Responsibility," King Chaman shook his head disdainfully. He responded with a pair of malicious eyes without fear: "Of course."

Thyls stood in place, looking at the indifferent female grandfather from a distance, and cocked his mouth.

At that moment, Thales' eyes met the eyes of the Grand Duke.

One is calm and relieved, and the other is calm and cold.

"Next time, if you have any plans to get married, please be sure to inform us in advance-the king and princes, let us have a look at you," King Chaman said with satisfaction: "After all, your marriage, if Like this time, if I act rashly, I can’t guarantee what kind of chaos the kingdom will enter."

Risban said solemnly: "Dragon City's own affairs, you don't need Black Sand to worry about."

"The attention of the princes, you can't help it," the king shook his head: "If you still care about Longxiao City, keep this in mind."

The grandfather raised her head and glanced at him coldly.

It caused King Chaman to frown slightly.

"The hearing is almost over, we will choose a day to discuss the matter of the Western Expedition," the grandpa said silently: "Your Majesty, you don't have to stay here anymore."

The vassals looked at each other one after another, exchanging mixed feelings.

The King Chaman squinted slightly.

"Listen, girl," the king said deeply, "As I said, as an unprecedented person, you are on an unprecedented road."

"This road is difficult to walk, obstacles and dangers are everywhere, and there are always people who don’t like new changes. Therefore, I advise you to stay away from those people. Their creed runs counter to your existence, and they will eventually part ways with you. Of."

These words make many nobles in Longxiao City feel uncomfortable.

Selma looked ugly: "Is that so."

"But there is a first time in everything," the grandfather glanced at the people in the hall, hesitated a little, and spoke:

"When Queen Elika ascended to the throne of the stars four hundred years ago, no one could have imagined that a country ruled by a woman would be able to take away our cold castle;"

"Three hundred years ago, when Lacey Anrenzo became the Countess of Changyin City, no one believed that the later'Beautiful Duke' could establish the first duchy on the ground of Dragon Kiss;"

"Forty years ago~IndoMTL.com~When the Queen Mother of Yaohua reigned on the night, no one could predict that she would become the King of Yao one day."

The people in the hall listened quietly to what the grandpa said.

"This kind of thing happened in the stars, in the night, and even in the Duchy of Anrenzo..." Selma's voice was very soft, but the words were full of unspeakable strength: "As for the Northland...I I believe that people will eventually get used to it."

Thyls noticed: Behind the king, Croix was staring at the suspicious female grandfather on the stage with a complicated expression.

King Chaman seemed a little surprised.

But a few seconds later, he nodded, showing a satisfied expression: "I will remember today."

"Of course," Selma nodded, avoiding Thales, and said solemnly: "Just as Longxiaocheng will remember today."

The vassals frowned, feeling unspeakable in their hearts.

The next moment, the grandpa stood up slowly.

"Everyone, that's it for today."

With different expressions and breaths, more than 20 vassals of Longxiao City also stood up, looking at the Grand Duke on the steps with mixed feelings, and then at King Chaman and Thales.

To this day.

I saw the grandpa lower her voice and sighed softly: "The meeting is over."

The vassals raised their right fists respectfully and slammed their hearts together.

Boom!

This time, compared to the opening scene, the muffled sound is more uniform than ever, like a single hand.

The gate opened, and the vassals bowed and left one after another.

In the face of the gazes cast by the vassals before leaving, King Chaman standing in the middle of the hall looked indifferent, but Thales looked down and didn't care.

It's over.

At least...

This round...

It's over.

Now.