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But as the chief commander of the Royal Guard, Lord Adrian felt that this was one of the most tormented, tortured, and painful moments of his life.

The flames and the shadows swayed.

The setting sun illuminates the wall, **** and bright red.

Across the table, the Supreme King and Duke Xinghu silently faced each other without saying a word.

The others were all silent, waiting for the weird and fragile silence between fear and tension.

Finally, after not knowing how long, King Kessel\'s deep and forbearing voice slowly sounded in the room:

"why?"

why.

The king’s words were calm and slow.

But it contains unbearable weight.

What responded to him was the low laughter of the young duke.

Thales put his forehead against the hilt of the bearer, exhaled, and stopped laughing.

"Should you have expected this scene long ago?"

"After you summoned me into the palace for an audience, you copied the Mindis Hall backhand."

Thales raised his head, his eyes like electricity:

"His Majesty?"

The prince\'s reply was very light and indifferent, but it made many people who had been strained for a long time breathed out inexplicably.

The king stared at his son, and the blue sea in his eyes returned to an incomprehensible depth.

Without thinking about how long, he snorted and turned his head too far, as if the person in the opposite seat didn\'t deserve his attention.

"Adrian, Marico."

The captain of the general guard and the second vanguard bowed, pressing their chests together:

"His Majesty?"

"His Majesty!"

King Kessel picked up the letter paper on the table and began to read.

"The Duke of Xinghu is exhausted and mentally disordered."

The king\'s understatement instantly changed everyone\'s color!

Even Thales frowned slightly.

"Let the royal guard **** him back to Mindis Hall to rest."

"Be low-key."

"The imperial meeting continues."

Marico was pleased to get the order. Before he waved his hand eagerly, even one or two bold and unrestrained guards had already stepped out.

Gilbert was shocked:

"Your Majesty! No!"

Even Prime Minister Cullen frowned:

"Your Majesty, think twice?"

Everyone in the Mindis Hall outside the door was equally anxious, but the first movers of Wiya and Rolf had already been placed around their necks by several swords, and Glover was crushed on the ground by several Vanguard colleagues, even breathing. Excessively, DD who was yelling was covered in his mouth and nose, only to shout "Don\'t".

The battle-tested Cohen used the dark horse as a barrier, struggling back and forth, making the royal guard who threw the rat-threatening weapon a mess, but at some unknown time, a scar-faced man from the Ballard room appeared behind him without knowing What he said, the fierce big man was taken aback suddenly, and then he was hit in the back of the head with a palm of the scarfaced man and fell straight down.

Uneasy Jenny barked her teeth fiercely, but an experienced old guard lighted a raging torch and forced her to see her. The empty big dark horse whimpered and came down immediately, calmly defending herself.

Thales put away his light, knowing that he had no backup-even though they were confused when they even entered the palace.

"But your majesty."

As the captain of the guard, Adrian raised his hand to appease Mariko who was eager to move, and tentatively said:

"From here to Mindis Hall--"

"Fabio Adrian." The king read the letter intently without looking up.

Called by his full name, Lord Adrian immediately bowed his head and shut up.

"I am tolerant enough today."

"No matter who it is."

Although it was speaking to the captain of the guard, all the people present, including Gilbert, were shocked by the subjects and guards.

"Don\'t challenge my patience."

Just now.

clang!

With a sharp sound, everyone was taken aback and turned their heads together:

I saw Thales lifting the hilt upside down, smashing the tip of the "bearer" on the floor tiles of the Ballard room, and checking the casting quality of the ancient imperial sword.

Clang, clang, clang!

In front of everyone, Thales ignored the chilling voice, and with the help of the crime of the prison river, carried the weight-bearer on his shoulders, and sighed.

Several guards closest to the boy were waiting to step forward. Seeing this, they couldn\'t help but stop.

Weight bearer.

It\'s a family heirloom sword for the stupid big man.

It is not only good quality, but also very heavy.

Just maintaining this posture without breaking down will consume a lot of his energy.

Not to mention, prevent it from hurting yourself by the blade that is close at hand.

As his title.

"I always feel that this room is too monotonous."

Feeling the cold blade on his shoulders, the prince raised his head and faced the crowd of nervous people with a cheerful attitude: "Maybe we should hang one more painting, such as..."

Thales narrowed his eyes, and his tone became serious instantly:

""Ascend King Sacrifice"?"

At that moment, many people couldn\'t help but breathe.

Thales caught a glimpse of their reaction, smiled coldly, and became more unruly:

"Or "Iron Fist King Killing Son"?"

Kill.

Everyone was startled, and then looked at the king nervously.

"Stop messing around, Your Highness!"

Seeing that the situation is getting worse, Gilbert spoke sharply. He was heartbroken at the prince\'s courtesy, and he called his name:

"Tels!"

But Thales just smiled back at him and said nothing.

Only the setting sun fell on his collar, reflecting bright red.

Facing the prince\'s response, Lord Adrian sighed helplessly and looked back at the king.

At the end of the long table, the King of Iron Fist seemed to come back to his senses, and slowly raised his eyes from the letter.

"This is the royal meeting of the kingdom."

He glanced sideways at his son and hummed indifferently.

"There is no time to listen to a wronged kid crying and crying out loudly."

As the royal officials looked at each other, King Kessel\'s tone was cold:

"If he wants to commit suicide, just let him."

Let him.

In astonishment, Thales couldn\'t help gritting his teeth.

"Can Sing doesn\'t need an idiot."

The Ironfist King lowered his head, his eyes returned to the letter:

"Or coward."

Everyone\'s eyes turned back again and returned to Duke Xinghu.

The officials paid attention to his eyes and words nervously, while the guards stared at his movements and blades.

Thales felt cold.

At that moment, it was as if he had returned to Longxiao City six years ago, and returned to the Heroes\' Hall in the Palace of Heroes.

At that time, the eyes of the natural king and the five great princes were the same as they are now, like a formidable arrow, shooting at the heavy sword in his hand.

They waited.

Waiting for him to slay himself.

Or surrender.

Six years.

Nothing has changed.

Except for one point.

Thales\' eyes became firm, and the sins of the river of prison converged like a trickle, helping him to grasp the load-bearer on his shoulders.

The sword in his hand is no longer an unbearable weight.

"Then you must be an idiot and a coward, father?"

Thales spoke calmly, but his words were as sharp as a knife:

"Or, you don\'t want to be another star?"

"Is it?"

When the voice fell, the content of the insult to the king ushered in a dead silence, and then aroused an uproar.

The king did not move, only a pair of eyes radiated cold.

Since the **** year, Kessel Canxing has been crowned king, and it has been eighteen years.

In the era of the rule of the iron-fisted king, the last time someone confronted and even insulted the Supreme King was the meeting of the country six years ago.

And the traitorous Duke who spoke outrageously had already been imprisoned, destined to be behind the bars, but survived.

Many people who are expecting the situation to calm down have no wish, and can\'t help but sigh.

The royal guards looked solemn, they pressed their weapons and nodded to each other to make the final confirmation.

"His Royal Highness..." Gilbert was so dejected that he closed his eyes and stopped talking.

But unexpectedly, the king moved slightly and put down the letter.

"Oh?"

King Kessel\'s questioning sounded, stopping the guards who were about to attack from behind.

The king stared at the prince for a long, long time.

But this time, there was something more in Kessel\'s eyes.

"why?"

Although there was only one word without beginning and ending, Thales knew what he wanted to ask.

It\'s like the unique telepathy between stars.

"You know why."

Thales knocked on the spine of his sword and said calmly:

"For whatever reason, if the heir to the throne dies, your reign will be devastated as never before."

"The same goes for the stars."

Heir to the throne.

Death to Fuxing Palace.

The few words made the former officials frowned and thought about everything.

King Kessel stared at Thales, his eyes slowly enlarged.

"To kill me here, father, you are tantamount to cutting your own life and digging your own grave."

"Of course." Thales shrugged, relaxed:

"If you want to commit suicide, do whatever you want."

At that second, the iron-fisted king looked cold.

But Thales couldn\'t avoid it, his eyes met the king head-on:

"Anyway, Chan Xing doesn\'t need an idiot."

"Or coward."

Thales\' voice fell.

At that moment, everyone present looked at their prince in shock.

Lord Adrian pressed his forehead helplessly and painfully.

There is no more frightening father-son conversation than this.

The temperature inside Ballard returned to its lowest point.

After a few seconds, King Kessel smiled.

sneer.

"late."

He leaned forward slightly and emerged from the shadows, allowing the setting sun to portray his firmness.

"Too late."

The laughter of the Iron Fist King stopped abruptly:

"From the moment the heir to the throne broke into the imperial ban, with the intention of rebelling."

Hearing the word "rebellion", several ministers turned their heads in disbelief.

"The rule of the kingdom has been hit hard and cannot be undone."

Thales\' face darkened.

Gilbert covered his face in pain, the Prime Minister pinched the bridge of his nose with a headache, and the deputy bishop Guy closed his eyes and prayed.

"Because of your shortsightedness, boy."

King Kessel said indifferently:

"Your threats and chips are worthless."

Thales exhaled, closed his eyes and bowed his head.

correct.

Kessel did not change.

He still has this character, exactly the same as when he first met him.

He will not compromise.

Will not give in.

Will not retreat.

Only the more determined and decisive.

The sunlight disappeared from the prince\'s hair.

The hilt of the weight-bearer dropped to his knees.

Kessel snorted and turned to the others:

"What are you waiting for?"

But the next second, before the royal guards could react, Thales opened his eyes suddenly!

"Then why?"

"Why do you still say that I am insane?"

The words of the Duke of Star Lake rang loudly, resounding inside and outside Ballard:

"Why take me back to Mindis Hall?"

"Since it is irreversible, why not directly order and kill me on the spot?"

Thales squeezed the load-bearer and sat up straight again.

Facing his opponent.

King Kessel snorted coldly and responded quickly:

"Are you sure I dare not?"

"Of course you dare!"

The prince snapped back:

"You can kill me here, send the corpse secretly out of the palace, and then declare that Prince Thales died of a sudden illness and passed away in Mindis Hall-just like the former\'Mist King\' Mindis I!"

The King of Fog.

"No..." Gilbert realized the worst result, his face pale.

The iron-fisted king pierced Thales with his eyes like a knife.

But Thales didn\'t wait for the other party to reply, so he got up!

"However, the premise is!"

In the sound of unsheathing and shouting, the prince held the sword with one hand and put the other hand on the table, shouting angrily:

"Everyone who witnessed the king\'s killing of his son, whether ministers or guards, must be strictly sealed for years, decades, or even a lifetime! Even if you don\'t hesitate to kill them!"

At that moment, Viscount Connie, Lord Clapham, Sodor consultants... the former ministers looked at each other in disbelief.

"what!"

Director Qiu Ke reacted extremely quickly. He held his eyes and tremblingly said, "I, I, I, I, I just came to the meeting today and didn\'t see anything—"

But before he finished speaking, Duke Cullen was like an old lion, and he stopped the treasurer:

"Shut up, Joke!"

The Treasurer was still waiting to say something, but Shuduo on one side was resolute and pulled him to his side and sealed his mouth.

Lord Adrian hurriedly gestured, trying his best to appease the defensive line that was almost out of control due to the sudden change.

The atmosphere is extremely tense.

"only if!"

But Thales didn\'t care about anything else, he just stared at the king in front of him, gritted his teeth and gasped:

"You will not leak the news, repeat the evil example of the king ascending the son, endanger the authority of the royal family and threaten your rule."

But he obviously made the wrong calculation.

"King Deng Gao? Bad example?"

King Kessel on the throne smiled angrily:

"If you can really reproduce the great cause of Elam I and sacrifice a prince, why not?"

As soon as this statement came out, the officials and guards were shocked again.

Thales frowned fiercely and gritted his teeth.

No one knew, his shoulder was sore by Cohen\'s epee that he was already numb.

The sins of the prison river poured into the blood vessels, soothing his pain, but tightening his nerves.

Compared with many enemies-King Nunn, King Chaman, Jaen, Falkenhauser, Ashida, Giza, Ugly Face Po, Brazier-the Iron Fist King may not be the strongest and weirdest , The most terrible.

But he is definitely the hardest.

No threat is allowed.

Don\'t worry about the worst result.

Do not hesitate to burn the jade.

Compared with him, Roman Williams, with his skull on his shoulders, is simply the gentlest, most considerate and best-speaking person in the world.

"His Royal Highness Thales! Your Majesty!"

Seeing that the situation worsened out of control, Prime Minister Cullen had to speak slowly.

"Both are stars, father and son," the old duke sighed, speaking earnestly at this moment:

"Where is this?"

The same is the star.

The body is father and son.

These words made Thales clenched his fists and re-examined the sharp face of the Iron Fist King.

But at the same time, what echoed in his ears was the bleak question of the traitor Semir under the prison of bones:

[Is the son killing the father or the younger brother killing the brother? 】

Son killing the father.

The crime of Hell River began to roar, like a fierce beast, biting and trapping his cage.

Thales stared at the neck of the Ironfist King blankly.

He couldn\'t help thinking of the dragon\'s blood all night, when the head of the born king fell.

The facts told him: the king\'s head is nothing special, just like ordinary people, it will rang, roll, and bleed when it falls on the ground.

It\'s like an empty and rotten watermelon.

Thales clenched the hilt in his hand again.

"Seat your seat, Bob," Kessel said coldly, refusing the Prime Minister:

"Since it\'s a housework, outsiders are betting."

These words were straightforward, vulgar and unrelenting, and Cullen, who was highly senior and respected, looked ugly at once.

Others are even more afraid to interrupt.

Housework.

Thales snorted and tried to abandon it.

"Yes, like domestic violence."

Thales lowered his voice and spoke coldly:

"If you don\'t kill people, no one will listen."

Perhaps because his tone was so different this time, the king gave a stare.

On the other side, consultant Sodor thought of something and couldn\'t help sighing:

"You remind me of Your Royal Highness Horace, Duke Thales."

Lord Adrian frowned, put his hand behind him for the first time, and secretly ordered the guards.

"Horace. Horace?"

The king sneered:

"He is not far behind."

In the next moment, Kessel V no longer gave him the opportunity:

"The farce is over, boy."

"You have ten seconds, put down your weapon," the iron-fisted king constricted his smile and coldly raised his hand to the royal guard:

"Or head down."

The crimes of the prison river boiled uneasily, and the senses of **** spontaneously, allowing Thales to hear the tiny footsteps and the rubbing of clothes when countless guards quietly surrounded him.

lay down your weapon.

Or head down.

Ten seconds.

all of these.

Only in exchange for his... ten seconds.

The crime of the prison river is turbulent and hard to suppress.

Thales stared into the eyes of King Kessel, and restrained the urge to jump and swing his sword.

He knew that King Kessel was serious.

But it\'s a pity.

He too.

"I know, father."

Thales\' expression was harsh and his words were cold, just like his opponent.

"You don\'t bother to compromise and give up, and never show weakness. You still want to resolve this matter decisively and vigorously as before."

Thales knocked on the spine of the bearer, ushering in a gloomy metal muffled sound.

"But in the final analysis, you are not willing."

The young man forgot the different gazes of his officials, the footsteps of the guards following the king’s gestures, and even the epee beside his shoulders. His eyes were only the end of the long table, the opponent he could not choose but could only face .

The crime of Hell River can\'t help rolling.

"You don\'t want to lose the whole game just because of one piece."

Thales looked at King Kessel deeply and moved the blade in his hand closer to his neck by an inch.

"The whole game?"

The iron-fisted king sneered.

"Ten seconds are up, and you are not as important as you thought, boy."

"Then you too, father!"

Unexpectedly, Thales yelled and opened his mouth. He put his sword on the hilt in both hands and blocked the blade before his throat.

The crime of Hell River raged wildly.

"Compared with a kingdom of 680 years and an empire of two thousand years, you and me, we are nothing!"

Thales\' eyes widened with anger, his abdomen pressed against the table, his body leaned forward to the limit, and the epee on his shoulder could not help trembling due to lack of strength:

"But a bit of dust."

The crime of the prison river roared, unwilling to be unwilling.

King Kessel snorted and laughed, and his palm was about to be waved.

"Unless, father," Thales gritted his teeth, ignoring the tingling in his neck, feeling that everything around him was in a trance except the pair of blue eyes:

"We are born for the stars."

Born for the stars.

The expression of Ironfist King changed.

His gesture stopped in the air, still.

Time seems to stop at this moment.

"Stop! Go back! Go back! Go back!"

Lord Adrian spoke anxiously, drinking to stop the few royal guards who could not hold back and wanted to take action before His Majesty orders.

"That," Viscount Connie took a deep breath, plucking up the courage to make the rounds: "It\'s not as good as us—"

But then Prime Minister Cullen’s slap hit him heavily!

The loyal words of the minister of commerce and commerce were forced back into the stomach.

The Duke of East China Sea was expressionless, just put his index finger on his lips.

He knew that he was accustomed to big winds and waves, this was a dialogue that only Can Xing could participate in, and a language that only the royal family could understand.

The silent depression lasted a long time.

Until the king\'s voice came faintly.

"what are you going to do?"

The sound is like quicksand, and the voice is like a hidden front in a sheath.

Thales took a deep breath and smiled.

At this moment, his tone was relieved.

"One quarter of an hour."

The prince said in a trance:

"Up and down the stars, the entire kingdom, all we need is our alone..."

"This quarter of an hour."

Gilbert\'s eyes widened: A few drops of scarlet blood leaked out between Thales\'s blade and collar, and fell on the discussion table.

King Kessel did not answer.

His eyes were locked on the blood on the discussion table.

One second, two seconds.

Finally, the king slowly put down his eager left hand.

Instead, his right hand, fingers together into a fist, hit the table hard!

"Everyone."

King Kessel said coldly:

"Get down."

When this remark came out, everyone was in an uproar.

Only Thales let out a sigh of relief.

Grass him.

The crime of Hell River was unwillingly subsided.

The prince took a few deep breaths. He fell back into his seat and lowered the weight-bearer between his knees.

Only then did he discover that although the winter had come, the hilt in his palm had long been soaked in sweat.

Just now.

"No, Marico!"

At that moment, the crime of the prison river in Thales suddenly woke up, roaring violently!

bad!

Thales was about to raise his sword subconsciously.

But he was late.

As Adrian exclaimed.

Boom!

Thales only felt a flash of figures in front of him, a pain in his jaw, and a golden star in his eyes!

boom!

There was another muffled sound, and Thales had a sharp pain in his abdomen, pulling all the resistance away from his body.

"Dang!"

Under everyone\'s astonished eyes, the weight-bearer fell to the ground, shaking endlessly.

Three seconds later, Thales opened his eyes, panting in pain.

"The rebellion is over, Your Highness."

I saw the second vanguard of the royal guard, Marico pressed him firmly on the ground, locked his arms under his armpits, and his knees against his neck, making the prince difficult to breathe and unable to make a sound.

"This punch is for the brothers who guard the palace gate."

The vanguard officer looked at the blood at the corner of the prince\'s mouth, put his fist away bitterly, and took a sip to the side.

"Little **** boy."

(End of this chapter)