Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 72: General

The hall of heroes was quiet for a few seconds, and everyone was thinking about the meaning of this sentence.

Rumba didn't speak, but he looked at Thales, unable to hide his shock.

Price.

Could this boy...

No, how would he know, how would he understand...

Even these princes who have been immersed in power for a lifetime can't see things...

Grand Duke Heisha's hand tightened unconsciously again.

"What are you talking about?" Trudida clenched his teeth, his eyes patrolling back and forth between Lombard and Lecco: "What change and what cost?"

Tyles lowered his head and looked at the JC dagger lying quietly on the ground after being thrown out by him.

His eyes drifted away.

His teacher, Gilbert Caso’s handwritten letter, suddenly appeared in his mind.

【Exter’s political system...very different... King Nunn is outside of the king’s status... and even the Grand Duke of Dragon City... Exter’s interests and Walton His interests are completely different to him...]

That's it.

You are not only talking about King Nunn, but also every grand duke.

The interests of the Kingdom of Exeter are completely different from the interests of the princes themselves.

Thank you, Gilbert.

I get it.

Thyls' eyes are like torches, sweeping the family emblems on the princes one by one, and faintly said:

"The Raco of Silver Chain..."

"Ronnie of the Code of Knights..."

"Olesiu of the ancient emblem of Chauvin..."

"The shining blade of Trudida..."

Following his name, the princes turned their heads and looked at the exotic prince solemnly.

I don't know when, their habit of underestimating this boy has completely disappeared.

"The reason why you are willing to cooperate with Rumba, and even cover up your sins for him," Thales said softly: "Before the stars become stronger, decisively solve the unformed threats and protect your future."

The prince sighed, and then became serious: "But please believe me, before Exter and the Star Kingdom, which are of the same size, are completely separated and finally settled..."

The princes looked at Thales intently.

Only Rumba, staring at the sword in his hand, his attention seemed to be completely attracted by the sword.

"You cherished family, proud bloodline, noble and noble position, painstakingly guarded territory, stable and long rule..." There was a wave in Thales' eyes, and it turned into A firm flame.

Just listen to him unquestionably say: "Everything you are enjoying and accustomed to will be completely annihilated and no longer exist."

At that moment, the breathing of the princes was all stagnant, and their eyes widened.

It seems to have heard the most absurd news.

Tyles' voice continued: "From the moment you accept Rumba, your respective families...there is no future."

With a soft sound, the brazier in the hall went out again.

The thick chill came out of thin air.

The cold behind Selma hugged her body tightly.

Olesiu opened his mouth in surprise, and exchanged glances with Trudida, Lecco sighed slowly, as if he knew something.

Rumba closed his eyes.

An unspeakable emotion came from his chest.

"Speak more clearly, kid." Grand Duke Ronnie reached out his hand and touched the scar on his neck that was cut by Croix. The pain still remained in the wound poured with spirits, he said solemnly: "What is called No longer exist?"

The vast territory that has been passed down for hundreds of years, even thousands of years, is enough to fight against a country...

How come...

Tyles exhaled and watched it form a white mist in front of him.

"Once you follow Lombard to the south, and the co-governance oath will exist in name only, before war and profit, your balance of power will inevitably be out of balance. It is simply too easy to bring conflict between you," Thales gritted his teeth: "In you I thought that he suppressed the stars, and the moment when you started to fight for me was the time for him to quietly begin to change-it is not just as simple as establishing a Star Legion of Exeter."

He suddenly felt dizzy.

It's the familiar feeling.

"I don't know how much Rumba told you about Xianjun," the prince rubbed his hands and put his chin in front of his chin, "but..."

"Efficient management, fine power, increased taxation, standardized system," Thales became more and more dizzy, he had to stretch out his right hand, press his forehead, and close his eyes:" These are all at a price."

The moment he closed his eyes, he seemed to have left the Hall of Heroes.

In front of me was a row of familiar white tables and chairs with seven or eight laptops, and their respective owners were sitting quietly.

He cleared his throat, lowered his head, and his hand was a neatly printed report.

[So, in his view, as a transitional stage from the old feudal rule to the absolutist rule, the hierarchical state was formed at this time...]

Wu Yanren's voice sounded slowly, gentle and flat.

[The city is an autonomous political unity, an aggregation of powerless people united according to their wishes. As a new political force, they have entered the Lord-vassal model, making a typical feudal relationship It is no longer a pure dual power framework-in other words, the rise of cities supported rulers against feudal lords...]

The next second, Thales opened his eyes and returned to the Dragon City in the Errol world, back to the dim hall illuminated by this brazier.

"Whether it is a professional official, qualification assessment or national conference, it means..."

"First of all, in the cities and suburbs, the low-ranking nobles and commoners," Thales covered his forehead and said with a trembling: "The best of them...will be wrapped up with money, crafts, knowledge, and the future. Longing, ascend the ladder of the new aristocracy... The king will rejoice at their arrival, and will be like an arm to their strength, and will be directed at his domineering vassals."

Trudida lowered his head thoughtfully.

The light and shadow in the hall changed again, and Thales sat in the bright classroom again, moving the mouse, his mouth kept talking.

[The city group will form a new political organization taking the hierarchical meeting as an example. The king's idea is to collect taxes, and they intend to supervise the use of this tax, so as to carry out the financial control of the feudal nobles...]

Thyls resisted the dizziness of the transition between virtual and real between the two scenes, and continued painfully:

"Take the National Conference of the Stars as an example. The new stage for these civilians to participate in politics will include handicrafts, commerce, the army, new nobles and other groups. It will become the home of the king, greatly weakening whether it is a land or a land. The power and prestige of the city count, whether it is to implement tax laws or declare war, the king will get the greatest convenience."

Hearing this, Grand Duke Olesiu couldn't help but cast a glance at Rumba.

[European universities are the earliest nutrient: In order to shape the bureaucracy, the German monarchs hired these university students as officials. Among them, the Prussian military_bureaucracy and civil_bureaucracy were the most efficient, but they were not serving the people, but merely Serve the country, that is, serve the power...]

"More and more new officials will enter the king's vision. Their qualifications will replace the blood of the nobles. They will prudently fight against generality, cover their origins with professions, and gradually take over authority in the country," Thales gasped. , Experiencing the strange feeling of fragments of memory entering my brain, thinking of the former star tax collector named Ullard: "So the old nobles, including your relatives, are no longer reused, and their tax and judicial privileges will gradually Being deprived, even you have to admit that they are no longer competent."

Grand Duke Lecco sat motionless and listened quietly.

[The citizens are asking for the establishment of ruling conditions and legal environment to ensure the city’s industrial, commercial and economic development, a peaceful ruling order, and these are based on the feudal system based on the manor economy and small market Unsatisfactory, this requires the ruler to expand power and centralize power to ensure the interests of the so-called "Bourgeois"...]

"Similarly, the king will allocate funds from the increasingly full treasury, support and expand the standing army, and maintain the domestic order and border security by himself," Thales shook slightly, and Selma quickly supported him:" He will no longer rely on the conscription army in your territory, on the self-sufficient supplies of your manor and fields, and no longer look at the faces of the princes."

Ronnie suddenly thought of Broken Dragon Fortress, he frowned deeply, and the look in Thales' eyes became strange.

[With the development of time, the feudal aristocracy in a hierarchical country has been unable to maintain their lives, they have also lost their military significance, they have been unable to maintain political influence, and they have lost their ruling power. Under this circumstance, they must move closer to the ruler and perform their duties according to the latter's terms—that is, the rise of cities has brought a devastating impact on the feudal system...]

Finally, those bizarre fragments calmed down in his mind and no longer made waves.

Thyls gasped slightly and patted Selma's hand.

At that moment, he suddenly discovered that Rumba was looking at him with strange emotions mixed with surprise, doubt, pain, hatred, relief and so on.

"Do you feel it? Once this change progresses over time, whether it is you princes who rule on one side or the traditional earls of each city, from taxation to military, from justice to talents, from privilege to status, "Under the increasingly ugly faces of the princes, he turned his head with difficulty and looked at the princes: "The prerequisites that you rely on for a living will slowly melt away, and your advantages will gradually disappear."

"Rumba envisions all means and changes, regardless of the original intention, will point to a result."

Tyles took a deep breath and said sternly: "And that's you--you, the other nine princes of your prestigious and co-ruling the North. It is the beginning of the loss of your power and the decline of your family." /

The Duke of Rumba's face was as sinking as water, and the look in Thales became more and more complicated.

The princes were motionless like stone sculptures, and they didn't know how much they heard.

"One day, you will go from being a great vassal of one side to a nobleman with only glory, and then a rich man with nothing but wealth, or even a commoner with nothing, and finally reduced to The day when future generations dig out the family history from the dust..."

"The Nicaru vows that have guarded Exter for six hundred years and stipulated ten great public governance of the North will become the oldest page of history in the museum," Thales deeply Sigh and shook his head:

"Like your family, it will slowly turn yellow over time and never return."

"This is the price Rumba has to pay for his so-called "saving Exeter"."

Tyles finished his words and slowly raised his head.

At that moment, the princes finally recovered from the state of the stone sculpture, but everyone's expressions were extremely subtle.

Rumba lowered his head and stared at his old sword.

The unbelievable Trudida cast a questioning look at Olesiu and Ronnie, but the owner of the Willan collar just shook his head silently, and the lord of Qiyuan City sank without paying attention.

"Charman," Grand Duke Lecco's eyes seemed to revert to turbidity. The old man said in his lowest and dumb voice today: "Tell me, all you want is an army that can defeat the stars. Right?"

"Have you thought about anything else?"

"For example, the co-governance oath?"

The eyes of the princes shot towards Rumba.

One second.

Two seconds.

Grand Duke Heisha finally lifted his gaze from his sword.

He first smiled reluctantly, then chilled.

"Everything this kid says is based on lies with a strong selfish heart," said Rumba with a complex expression in a bad tone: "As long as even the slightest suspicion is raised in your hearts, he will win. It's-to provoke the suspicion between us, to dissolve our efforts to fight the stars together, and to leave a respite for the increasingly powerful star kingdom!"

Thyls sighed silently in his heart.

"Leave aside his whole lot of deceptive words and his all kinds of inexplicable assumptions that never happened-don't you think it is absurd?" Rumba gritted his teeth, as if being insulted, "for Exter, all the princes are united as one, and go south to conquer the stars. Is it the root of our own destruction?"

The princes listened to Rumba's words, looked suspicious, and began to think about it.

Selma looked at the reaction of the princes, shocked.

Just now.

"Inaccurate."

The prince's words came steadily.

Rumba frowned: "What?"

"'We' kill ourselves?" Thales let out a sigh, and said with a serious face: "The only ones who kill ourselves are the other nine."

"In this game of change initiated by Rumba, Exter is like a dragon with ten heads, devouring each other in a raging wave," Thales sighed: "If it goes well , Only one of the heads, that is, the one with the strongest strength, the most preparation, the most adaptable entering the game, and the quickest response, can survive to the end."

Grand Duke Lecco suddenly raised his head and stared at Thales.

Grand Duke Ronnie looked terrified.

"As I said above, he will conquer power as the last ruler, and use the turbulent trend after the change to consume the other nine princes as nourishment and food, so as to build himself unprecedented and supreme. The Crown of Exeter."

Thyls’ eyes were covered with a haze that was difficult for ordinary people to see, and he said dullly: "Do you think that the only person, the person closest to the truth, who will be in Rumba’s plan?"

He looked at the expressions of the princes, gently shook his head, walked around the brazier that had just been knocked down, and slowly squatted down.

The prince reached into the cooled firewood and fiddled with it, and fished out the thrown dagger.

"But regardless of whether the Rumba will succeed or not, in the new kingdom of Exeter, except for the last ruler," his words continued to be heard, hammering in the hearts of several princes: "All There will no longer be a foothold for the other nine."

Tyles shook the JC dagger, unchanging his face, unfastened the sheath given to him by Yodel from his belt, and blew it gently.

"Please remember, everyone, maybe ten years, maybe decades, maybe hundreds of years..."

"But if one day your family fades away, your descendants are displaced, and your status ceases to exist," Thales stood up slowly and turned to the princes:

"It must be from today, from the beginning of your promise to Rumba."

Tyles' eyes lit up and he jerked the dagger into the sheath: "Chang!"

In the crisp metal rubbing sound, the princes looked at him with gloomy faces one after another.

"This is the answer," Thales said solemnly: "This is why Rumba refused to show you his true motives in the first place. It is because he has no hesitation in gathering you behind the cruelty of "Save Exter" The truth."

"In order to defeat the stars, Rumba is working hard with you," he said softly, "but ironically, just before defeating the stars, you will be wiped out."

There was another silence in the hall.

"Charman, I have to say, this is really..." Trudida said in disbelief, and finally sighed: "Forget it, I don't know how to say this feeling."

"It's really disturbing." Grand Duke Ronnie added his words coldly, looking at Lecco, who was heading him--the latter just frowned and said nothing.

Grand Duke Olesiu folded his arms and supported his chin, and said with difficulty: "Chaman..."

But Rumba's words are faster than him.

"It's all unfounded false statements, all things that have never happened, all alarmist speculations!"

"But he used it as a reason? And you really believe it?" The Grand Duke Heisha's voice was still cold, but he could already hear the irritability in it: "Don't forget, the threat from the stars is real. All right!"

Rumba strode forward and pressed his hands on the square table, his face like ice and snow: "What we saw and heard twelve years ago, what did King Kessel do during the twelve years, don’t all we see In your eyes?"

"Why do you prefer to waver for vain words than to act for unequivocal facts?"

The one who answered him is still Thales.

"A sure fact?" The prince said quietly.

This time, Rumba turned his head, his eyes were full of resentment and murder.

Thyls didn't care about the look in his eyes, and he asked softly: "Your Excellency, if you succeed in attacking the stars, what will Rumba do afterwards?"

The princes looked at each other and were unclear.

Rumba narrowed his eyes and clenched his fists.

"He wants the stars north." Grand Duke Ronnie spoke softly.

"He wants to guard the frontier for us, monitor and suppress the stars," Ronnie's words were slow and cold, but full of strength: "For this reason, whether it is the throne or even the black sand collar, he can Give up."

Thyls exhaled softly.

"It's easy." The prince smiled maliciously and stared at Rumba with a sullen face: "Your Excellency Black Sand, if you also think my words are unreasonable, then you can prove it with conclusive facts. ,"

"For the stars, the Northern Territory is an area of ​​unfinished change. Traditional power and old habits are still shrouded in it. But for Exeter, the Northern Territory, which belongs to the Great Northern Region, has already begun to transform. First sound is the best base for change."

Just listen to Thales indifferently: "Grand Duke Lombard, for your unity, give up the northern border."

Rumba looked up sharply, staring at him tightly.

The princes also raised their heads, with different expressions.

Thyls still has a calm expression-this is learned from Raphael, the attitude of that little white face is always irritating.

Slées complained that among the many conditions that Rumba gave him, whether it was tariff concessions or resource contracts, the northern border was excluded.

Isn't this obvious?

"Of course, you can also make a guarantee," Thales cocked the corner of his mouth, and continued: "It doesn’t matter whether you emulate Xianjun’s reforms, or things that endanger the prince’s family... Happened in the hands."

"In this way, without the soil and opportunity in your hands, you will be cleared of your suspicion if you want to bring about a change that may bring about an extinction," Thales said with a solemn expression, "The other princes can rest assured to continue. Cooperate with you."

As soon as these words came out, there was the longest silence in the hall.

Rumba froze in place.

His hand rested unconsciously on the hilt, motionless.

The princes exchanged information in each other's eyes.

No one moved or made a sound.

A blast of cold wind poured into the hall, and the shadows of the people wavered as the fire flickered.

Selma bit her lower lip and looked at the princes with different expressions nervously.

Finally, like centuries, a voice broke the silence.

"In fact, we would like to believe you, Charman," Grand Duke Lecco said in his somber voice, "but I also have to admit that this kid's words make me very worried."

Trudida shrugged: "There is also some truth."

Rumba raised his head slightly, and under the shadow, his stiff face became more vicissitudes of life.

"Tell me, Charman."

"As our swearing alliance, in order to refute the words of this arrogant prince, to let go of our worries and worries, and to prove that we are still moving forward and retreating together," Grand Duke Lecco looked directly at Rumba and sighed slightly: "In the coming In the coming war, are you willing to..."

"Abandon the northern border?"

Rumba didn't speak, but looked at Lecco blankly.

"Of course, we will use considerable land and benefits to make up for you to express our apologies-Olesiu, Trudida, and even my land will do, you can pick it up, just more, a lot," The old man coughed and seemed a little sad: "You know, based in the north, guarding the frontier and monitoring the stars, other people can also take care of it."

The voice fell.

Rumba raised his head, and scanned every archduke with the most incredible gaze.

Tyles pursed his lips and stared at Rumba.

Looking at him, his face seemed frozen.

Rumba gritted his teeth, frowning deeply, and anger exploded in his eyes.

"I know, this is too much, but," Olesiu looked ugly, he shook his head apologetically: "I swear, as long as you prove yourself, I will do it myself and let this star viper pay. The price."

Rumba's face twitched slightly, like a smile, but not a smile.

"You know," Grand Duke Ronnie raised his gaze at this moment with sharp eyes: "This is for Exeter."

Rumba clenched his fists.

Trudida shrugged, avoiding Rumba's gaze, and said nothing.

Only Grand Duke Lecco stared at Rumba from beginning to end without flinching.

"How about, Charman," the old man's bald head looked particularly dazzling, his voice was very soft and slow, but he had an aggressive momentum: "Your answer?"

Rumba grinned his lips and bit his teeth, like a demonstration before a wild animal rushes to eat.

"Chaman," Trudida's tone was contradictory and seemed very nervous. He gently moved his lips: "One word is enough."

Thyls frowned: He saw Rumba's fist trembling around his waist.

Grand Duke Heisha's face is getting more and more ugly-like a lion who has been violated.

Tyles' heart followed his expression.

Finally, after a few seconds, Rumba closed his eyes and let out a long sigh of relief.

The princes stared at him intently.

As if that was the most important moment in the world.

The next second, Rumba opened his eyes and spoke.

But not a single word came.

"Hahaha..."

Rumba raised his head, grinned his lips, and let out a sad laugh.

"Hahahahaha..."

The laughter is getting louder.

The princes looked at his performance, their eyes gradually dimmed.

Thyls gently stretched out his hand and held back the flustered Selma.

Rumba's laughter finally stopped.

"Forget it, this time," Rumba turned his head, and he showed an expression of indifferent relief: "No matter what I say, there is no difference, right?"

"Even if we hit Everstar City," the Grand Duke Heisha turned around and looked at his saber, with a cold tone: "You will continue to monitor me, be wary of my every move, for fear that I may shake yours. Interest."

"You will not allow any so-called seeds or flames of change to appear in Exter's land."

Grand Duke Olesiu gritted his teeth unwillingly: "So, your choice..."

"I just thought it was ironic," Rumba's face changed and suddenly raised his voice: "Why don't you understand?"

"Obviously, the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity is here, when the opportunity to defeat the stars and change history is within reach," Rumba gritted his teeth, looked at the heavy expressions of each grand prince, and shouted depressively: "Why All behaved like a coward!"

He turned around abruptly, facing the four grand princes, his face was full of disbelief: "The ending hasn’t happened yet, and the matter hasn’t reached the last step at all. It’s just listening to a kid’s ranting, you are like A group of frightened antelopes are hiding from each other, hiding their heads and tails."

The princes looked at each other, silent.

"You are so stupid that you can't break the truth that even a little boy knows, and so cowardly that you dare not touch even the most shabby stereotypes..."

"Then get out of position!"

Rumba's face twisted, and he suddenly raised the scabbard: "The oath of co-rule, the family is destroyed, the blood is cut off, the power is damaged, the status is declining-what the **** are these reasons!"

"Exter, what is it in your eyes?"

"Aren't we from the North?" Grand Duke Heisha gritted his teeth~ IndoMTL.com~ waved the scabbard and drove the cloak: "Don't ask'can we do', just ask'do or not'-fear of failure For the northerners who are afraid of death!"

"Isn't it!"

His painful and difficult questioning voice spread through the hall.

Grand Duke Lecco closed his eyes.

Tludida covered her forehead and sighed long.

Ronnie let out a faint chuckle.

Olesiu looked sad.

Tyles closed his eyes lightly, only to feel that the boulder in his heart had loosened.

He looked at Rumba with an unusual expression in the court, let out a sigh of relief, and silently said in his heart:

This round is over.

General.