Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 82: I watched you, I warned you

The king's voice fell. ┡』┡『『Ω Novel Δ

The chamber was silent, except for the crackling of the brazier for a while, and everyone's breathing at different rates.

At that moment, almost everyone was shocked by the king's decision.

The silence lasted for five seconds.

Until a young male voice rang weakly:

"What the hell?"

The gazes of all the people swept to the star prince, Thales Canxing, who was standing aside, dumbfounded.

Including the expressive eyes of King Nunn.

Putila coughed behind him, and Thales, who was dumbfounded, reacted. He pulled the corner of his mouth awkwardly, showing an "sorry" smile.

But no one cares about the misbehavior of the different king at this time.

"Your Majesty," the tall Duke Ronnie stood up abruptly and said with a stern face what most people were saying at this time: "You must reconsider your decision. This is not only about your family's revenge, but It is the future of Exter!"

The members of the Imperial Council at the side of the king looked panicked. The officer behind him, Lord Mike, changed his face. He tried to get close to King Nunn’s ear and say something, but the latter just waved his hand casually. , The words of the minister and Mike were all stuck in his throat.

"This is my decision." The king whispered to his courtiers.

Thyls noticed that only two people in the audience had the same expression: the leader of the Blade Guard, the meteorite was still expressionless, and the owner of the dark room, the red witch Kashan, was still kind and kind. Smile.

As for the priest of the Haoyue Temple who just arrived here, Jewell Holm, Thales couldn't see her true face behind the veil.

"How old is King Nunn this year?" Thales turned his head and whispered to Putila behind him.

"Sixty-nine, if I remember correctly," it was the Marquis of Shireh Bermulah who was next to Putila who answered the question. I saw that the guest of Comus also frowned deeply and looked sad. Looks like: "And Duke Peffert has just turned 33 this year, it's when he is young and strong-damn, our mineral contract has just been signed."

"The state of affairs has already been imagined, watch out, my lord," the skinny deputy star kept changing his expression: "If King Nunn insists on fighting..."

Thyls nodded with an ugly face, he knew what Putila meant.

If King Nunn died here.

The peace and tacit understanding between Bright Star and Walton will lose the most important fulcrum.

And in Longxiao City, in Exeter, he, the prince of the stars, will become helpless.

And the attitude of the princes towards him...

Not to mention, that Grand Duke Paffert who seemed to hate him... Thales gritted his teeth.

The next moment, King Nunn walked out of his seat, paced forward slowly, and smiled at the princes.

"What's wrong, noble and proud Ronnie," King Nunn's old but powerful voice spread throughout the hall: "Are you worried that my old bone can't beat the young man?"

The long Grand Duke Ronnie said nothing, but his slightly swaying head said it all.

"You can't say that his words are unreasonable, Your Majesty," Grand Duke Trudida with the lid of the pot rubbed his right hand with a gloomy expression. He glanced at Grand Duke Peffert who was still in shock: "and the young man It's one thing to grab a woman, but desperately fighting in the duel..."

"Do you know your age, Your Majesty?" Grand Duke Olesiu said more directly: "Even if you directly order him to be detained, it is hundreds of times better than the current practice...Do you know the consequences of doing this..."

"This is the consequence!"

Nun raised his voice abruptly, shouting loudly under the gaze of the room full: "This is the inevitable consequence when the Walton family is violated!"

Everyone in the lobby was shocked.

Not good.

Thyls watched their interaction worriedly: Nunn VII, has been dominated by hatred and impulse?

The anger of the old king swept across the three princes: "You know, if you provoke the Dragonlance family, you have to pay the price-willing to bet everything for revenge, Walton is like this."

The three grand princes were speechless for a while, and their faces changed. They all turned their heads in the king's compelling gaze and stopped talking.

Like a lioness in a group of lions, bowing to the head lion to show submission.

Not right.

Thyls was a little clear, he secretly thought: This is not just revenge for losing his mind.

This is a warning.

From the King, from Dragon City, from Walton.

"Haha," sitting far away, the oldest Grand Duke Lecco smiled awkwardly: "Our king likes to make jokes, doesn't it..."

King Nunn turned his head and glanced at him.

Grand Duke Lecco's smile froze unconsciously.

"A joke?"

King Nunn snorted and walked slowly in front of Paffert, his eyes burning like infinite flames: "Speaking of you, Conkley Paffert, do I seem to be joking?"

Everyone looked at the challenged Grand Duke Peffert.

"You, are you crazy, duel?" The young Grand Duke had an incredulous expression on his face, his lips trembling, and he looked at King Nunn's aging posture, and muttered: "For... even your own wealth Life is..."

But King Nunn quickly interrupted him.

"Then why are you so surprised?" The old king said coldly: "This is also your best chance-kill me, you don't have to face all this, all the crimes are gone."

Paffert was shocked and looked up at King Nunn.

"Of course," Nunn sneered, his eyes full of hatred: "You can also admit defeat at the beginning of the duel, and then confess your crime."

Without waiting for Peffert to respond, the king turned around and looked at the remaining four princes.

"And isn't this also the result you most hope for?" King Nunn is like an angry dragon, just listening to him shouting, "If I die here..."

The expressions of several grand princes paused.

"You can save those overt and secret means, can't you?"

King Nunn looked around the audience and laughed loudly: "And Exeter will be in a rush to hold the election meeting again..."

"But you ascend to the throne and give orders to the whole country," the old king squinted slightly. "Aren't you here now?"

The grand princes did not speak, and almost everyone remained motionless, only breathing worsened.

"Of course, you are the king," Grand Duke Ronnie sighed: "Your choice."

King Nunn responded to him with a powerful laugh, then turned around and looked at the priest of the Haoyue Temple:

"Home priest?"

The chief priest under the veil nodded slightly, and saw that she raised her arms very solemnly, her left hand supporting her right elbow, and her right palm facing upward, as if she was holding a plate.

Priest Holm closed his eyes and lowered his head.

Everyone closed their mouths and watched the chief priest's movements seriously.

At this moment, a strange tinnitus sounded in Thales' ears.

Thyls was shocked.

He has experienced this feeling.

It was in the Hall of Stars, in front of the priest Li Xiya of the Temple of Sunset, before the bloodline ceremony.

But this time it feels much better, at least, he didn't react as violently as last time.

Does...the prayers and rituals related to the gods will affect him?

But just when he maintained his superficial calmness and secretly rejoiced, in the faint tinnitus...

"I am watching you."

Thyls raised his head sharply.

Only saw the empty ceiling.

What?

He turned his head in surprise, looked around, and saw that everyone in the room was seriously waiting for the ceremony of the chief priest to end.

Putillae and Shrees behind them also looked solemn.

No one speaks.

Just now... Thales rubbed his head suspiciously, looking around, he could only breathe out helplessly when there was no result.

Okay, tinnitus is a disease, it must be cured...

"I warned you."

Thyls was agitated, turned his head again subconsciously, and looked around nervously.

Here again!

Who?

Who is it?

Yes.

He was sure that someone was talking to him—like a whisper in his ear.

Thyls couldn't remember the characteristics of that voice, but those words were extremely clear!

Could it be... Thales thought nervously: Is it Yordel? Is it an invisible mask guard?

No, it's impossible.

That voice...it's completely different from Yordel's hoarse voice!

Thyls was panicked.

After making sure that no one was speaking, he looked at the priest of the Haoyue Temple with eyes closed in disbelief.

No way?

Thyls' behavior attracted the attention of others, and Shreis cast him a curious look, while Putila frowned and stared at him, seeming to blame him for his gaffe.

Thyls, who had recovered his senses, was shocked, turned back quickly, and stood solemnly.

Finally, the strange tinnitus disappeared.

But the doubts and panic in Thales's heart only kept rising.

"Haoyue has already responded," Lord Holm opened his eyes, and there was no fluctuation in his clear eyes: "The gods did not object."

In the hall, many people sighed, but the princes kept silent.

"If this is the case, a duel is imperative," the chief priest said in a low-pitched voice, "and I will witness on behalf of God."

No one has any more objections.

The old king showed satisfaction, and his eyes returned to his opponent.

In the silence, Grand Duke Peffert gradually calmed his emotions and eased the rapid breathing.

After that, he looked at King Nunn's eyes, and a strange color appeared.

"Haha...very good," the young prince gave a weird smile: "You said that too, didn't you?"

"The duel is named after the king..."

"I cannot and have no right to refuse."

Paffett raised his head, revealing a dark look: "Then what are we waiting for?"

King Nunn also smiled, his eyes shining brightly.

But Thales was distraught at this time.

I am watching you.

I warned you.

What does this mean?

Tyles suppressed his thoughts forcibly, not thinking about the anomaly he had just heard.

He shook his head, as if he could get these words out of his head.

He has had enough troubles, one by one.

Tyles raised his head and stared blankly at the Blade Guard personally coming off the field. He moved the heavy long table in the middle of the hall, and everyone backed away, leaving enough room for the duel.

As the crowd retreated to a brazier, Thales discovered that the edge of the oval chamber against the wall was five or six steps, and the center was an open space.

Like the Colosseum in the previous life in the memory fragments-Thales suddenly felt a movement: Is this chamber in the Palace of Valor originally prepared for a duel?

"I don't know if it is luck or misfortune," Putila exhaled from his nose, unrecognizable emotionally: "The first time you visit Exeter, you can watch a rare duel."

Thyls gave a not-so-good-looking smile: "Does the king have to end himself?"

"Duel in the Empire era, according to the regulations, it is possible to seek an agent," Putila whispered: "But this is the Northland, the Northland after the collapse of the empire-the duel must be faced in person, even if you For the king."

"Although I have heard about the customs of dueling in the North," Marquis Schleiss next to them sighed: "I also witnessed it for the first time. Goodness, the seventy-year-old king said Grand Duke, no matter what the outcome, after I go back, this will be enough for a whole year of talks."

"Duels don't take place often? Isn't the election of the king ended in a duel? Isn't every archduke who aspiring to become a king prepares for the duel?" Thales continued to ask.

"The duel at the election meeting is limited to when the number of votes is the same and it is difficult to choose, and that situation has not appeared for a long time," Putila shook his head: "I heard about the election meeting more than 30 years ago. En VII won the support of six grand princes, and there is no duel at all."

"I heard that the black sand-collared Grand Duke of Rumba once defeated his elder brother in a duel and seized the right of inheritance?" Seeing the two in the court take off their robes, Lord Mike set up solemnly At the venue, Thales asked with a bad face.

Putila nodded.

"That duel made him famous, and Chaman Rumba's reputation spread throughout the country, and even the stars have also heard of it," Putila said with a heavy face: "Exter has rarely been so bloody, violent, Terrible, but the lord who made his followers enthusiastic-Rumba was then entrusted with a heavy responsibility to go to the stars."

"At the same time, it also made other lords very afraid of him. After all, he is a terrible figure that even his brothers can do," Marquis Schlesz pouted: "This is the conclusion I got from visiting the northern cities. "

"But this duel was too hasty...Are all Northerners mad?" Thales gritted his teeth: "Has he not thought about the consequences of failure?"

At this moment, an indifferent voice came:

"In the Northland, duel is a sacred ritual."

Nicolai the Meteorite appeared next to them at no time, staring intently at the two facing each other in the hall: "It can prove that you only dared to hide in the army and guards, the selfish little boy who dared to hide in the army and guards. Human, or a powerful man who is willing to bet his life for the goal in his heart?"

Thyls let out a breath and shrugged.

In the middle of the hall, King Nunn has only a convenient and flexible shirt with tight sleeves, embroidered with the coat of arms of the dragon spear in the cloud. The same is true for Peffert opposite him. The emblem of the bloodshoe is exposed on his left shoulder. .

"I proposed the duel," King Nunn stared at Peffert closely: "As for the weapon, it is up to you to choose."

Paffert took a deep breath and paused for a few seconds.

"Great Axe."

The young Grand Duke raised his head and looked at King Nunn quietly, "The double-sided giant axe, it's the same."

King Nunn's pupils shrink slightly.

There was a mess of hiss from the people in the hall.

"Ha," Grand Duke Trudida smiled to Grand Duke Olesiu: "Cunning kid."

Grand Duke Ronnie snorted disdainfully: "Coward."

"Great axe? Is that what I think?" Thales asked, turning around.

"The double-sided giant axe requires extremely high endurance and strength, and its destructive power is amazing. It once flourished in the war against the orcs," Nicolai said quietly: "But now the battlefield is very There are few such heavy weapons-even the swordsmen in the north are more inclined to light single-edged combat axes."

"A smart choice," Putila squinted and shook his head: "He is bullying King Nunn's age."

Soon, the weapon was delivered.

Thyls looked at the two large lethal weapons carried by the guards in disbelief: the heavy two-handed handles were almost half the length, plus two chest-sized half-moon blades, reflecting the ferocious metal luster, the axe head The sharp blade used by the spur also extends from the top, all explaining its power and horror.

Tyles swallowed: The weight of this great axe is about twice his weight.

He remembered that on the battlefield of Broken Dragon Fortress, one of Araka’s opponents was using such a great axe-although in the end, Kingdom Fury took his weapon and slashed the opponent with an axe. Face.

Paffert rolled his eyes, glanced at King Nunn on the opposite side, and chuckled.

He grabbed the giant axe from the guard with one arm and tried the weight.

Immediately, the young Grand Duke's arm muscles trembled and he raised his great axe.

Paffert smiled with satisfaction. He turned around and swung the giant axe back and forth. The sound of the axe blade breaking through the air was clearly discernible.

It seems quite relaxed.

Tyles looked at his free posture, and was speechless.

"This thing is choking," Puffett leaned the giant axe on his shoulder. He raised his head and looked sharply at King Nunn who was also standing in front of the weapon: "Be careful not to flash your waist, Your Majesty. "

King Nunn ignored him.

The old king just stretched out a hand, gently pressed it on the axe handle, pinched it in several places, and then took a deep breath and grabbed the axe handle with both hands.

Thyls frowned.

What he thought in his mind was almost the same as what Puffett said.

After all, King Nunn is already seven...

His thoughts were not finished yet, the next second, he saw the old king clenching his teeth, and even steadily raised his great axe.

King Nunn even gently tossed the axe, the ax blade turned over in the air, and returned to his hand with the axe handle.

Thyls looked at the old and strong King Nunn and his mouth grew in surprise.

"Don't bother, when I was fighting with the orcs on the battlefield," King Nunn also carried the great axe on his shoulders like Peffert—it seems this is the standard axe holding position— —He let out a long breath, his eyes seemed to be brewing a storm: "Your father is still breastfeeding in your grandmother's arms."

King Nunn showed a hideous smile:

"Little kid."

Paffett's face darkened.

"It seems that our king's demeanor is still the same," the bald Grand Duke Lecco sighed: "I was replaced by the axe..."

"Don't be too happy," Grand Duke Trudida shook his head with a weird expression: "In case our beloved king should make a mistake..."

"Isn't that exactly what you want?" Grand Duke Ronnie stabbed them unceremoniously: "Damn the king."

Trudida turned her head around conspiringly.

Arch Duke Olesiu adjusted his beard, frowning tightly: He remembered the black sand collar succession duel twelve years ago.

While Thales was still worrying about "if King Nunn loses", the chief priest of Holm slowly walked to the center of the venue and attracted the attention of the entire hall.

Everyone's mood is tense at this moment.

The Master Holme stood in the middle of the two men, and with the clear eyes behind the veil, he took a look at the two men in the duel.

She raised her right hand and reached for King Nunn.

The chief priest's cold voice slowly sounded:

"This person started a duel in the name of blood relatives' revenge."

King Nunn stared at his opponent coldly.

The high priest raised his left hand again and reached out to the young Puffett.

"For reputation and glory, this person will respond to a duel."

Paffert let out a sigh, his expression solemn.

"In the name of the sacred Goddess of Haoyue, I will bear witness," the chief priest began to step back slowly, his posture was light, and every step was accompanied by a sentence:

"The sword dances in the moonlight."

"The **** glory reflects the glory of the gods."

"Courage burns great lives."

"Death is just a long-lost homecoming~IndoMTL.com~The expressions of King Nunn and Grand Duke Peffert became serious at the same time, and both took off the giant axe from their shoulders and held them in both hands.

I saw King Nunn sinking down and widening the distance between his hands, pushing his left hand farther and farther, and even caught the connection between the axe handle and the axe blade; Archduke Peffert pulled the axe to his side, the axe blade Rubbing his face and staying in the air, he assumed the most suitable posture for slashing.

The two sides looked at each other solemnly.

Tyles squinted his eyes and read all the negative emotions that humans can have from their eyes.

The chief priest slowly retreated to the edge of the field, took a deep breath, and raised his arms to the sky as if he was doing his last prayer.

The breath of everyone was held at that moment.

The next second, the chief priest retracted his arms, pressed his palms gently on his shoulders, lowered his head, and quietly uttered the last words:

"The duel begins."