Kingdom’s Bloodline

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"real?"

King Kessel's voice came from across the long table, extremely cold.

"Is this what you never forget?"

The king's shadow was dragged to the wall behind him by the flames, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes:

"your mother?"

Thales stared deeply at King Kessel.

Serangirana.

Priest Li Xiya, Queen Keya, the old crow, Griveau, and almost everyone who knew his mother had completely different evaluations of this woman.

So, what about his father?

"Don't forget," the prince said softly:

"I have inherited her name."

or more.

The king snorted.

"Gilbert shouldn't have asked you to choose that middle name."

He opened his mouth slowly, but between the lines was as cold as ice:

"Meaningless."

Thales also smiled slightly, and shook his head:

"As far as I know, you told Gilbert her name."

"Then what do you expect?"

The king responded very quickly and said coldly:

"Looking forward to your mother being an outstanding woman with extraordinary background? A woman scholar who is knowledgeable, talented and intelligent, a noble lady from a noble family, or a brave and fearless female warrior? So that you can be proud and have something to rely on?"

Looking at King Kessel's expression, Thales was surprised to find that this was one of the few topics that allowed the other party to respond with a long sentence.

The prince tentatively said:

"So,

is she? "

The king sneered, but his smile faded away.

"She's a bitch."

Thales' expression changed slightly.

"Just like most prostitutes," King Kessel said indifferently, with a disdainful tone:

"She was philistine and greedy. She put on a show in front of her guests all day long, and sold herself for payment—until she died."

"I don't even remember her face."

After listening to the king's words, Thales was silent for a long time.

"Bitch?"

Thales muttered in a daze:

"prostitute?"

Hearing such adjectives, he first thought of the desert slave girl described by the old crow Hixer, the magical Seran.

Immediately afterwards, the portrait he saw in the secret department flashed in the boy's mind - "Oriental Beauty" Alf.

However, he recalled the "Flower Heart" Belicia he had seen in the secret department, and her treacherous gestures under Rafael's hands.

"Exactly."

"Your questions and expectations are meaningless." The king's tone was indifferent: "You can't get any comfort and peace of mind from her."

"To her, you are just an accident after a certain transaction."

An accident of a certain transaction.

Thales couldn't help clenching his fists.

He suddenly remembered the color in Kuaisheng's eyes when he talked about the girl he liked in the Blade Ya camp.

[That girl. 】

【She's not a bitch. 】

【no. 】

"And your sloppy attitude like a mother-in-law," King Kessel said coldly:

"It's a disgrace to the royal family."

Thales took a deep breath and opened his fists lightly.

"You are right, father."

"Gilbert's biggest mistake was making me keep her name."

The king's expression remained unchanged.

"Because," Thales' eyes turned cold.

"If she's just an insignificant whore, you don't even bother to remember her appearance."

Thales raised his head and looked directly at the king:

"Then why do you remember her name?"

At that moment, King Kessel's eyes slightly opened!

Thales stared at his father, whispered that special name:

"Seran—Girana?"

The moment the voice fell, Thales had an illusion.

It was as if the Ballard Room suddenly entered winter, the temperature dropped sharply, and the air was stagnant.

Even the lights are no longer flickering.

And the source of all the coldness is at the end of the long table.

The embarrassing silence lasted a full ten seconds.

"I've given you a chance, boy," the king's voice echoed the usual toughness and indifference:

"And you ruined it."

He looked deeply at Thales, and there was only a dead silence in his eyes.

The crime of prison river in Thales' veins began to flow again, as if to break through the frozen atmosphere.

At that moment, the boy suddenly felt that the king's patience had run out, and his next sentence would call for the guards.

So Thales is faster than him.

"Emorey."

The prince spoke softly, successfully freezing the king's gaze towards the gate.

King Kessel turned his gaze back.

"Emorey?"

Thales took a deep breath and nodded.

"Yes, Emory Town in the Western Wilderness."

"This place is ruled by the Emory family and has a long history. The lord's surname is the origin of the place name."

King Kessel frowned slightly.

Thales recalled what Dele Cromar and Anke Bailar had told him from the two Western Wilderness people, calmly and eloquently:

"A few years ago, the baron, the lord of this town, suffered injustice. He wanted to turn to the Renaissance Palace and protest to the king for help."

"However, misfortune happened on the way, and the whole family died of the epidemic."

Thales observed the reaction of King Kessel, who remained motionless, but did not interrupt him.

In the next second, Thales changed his tone:

"But in fact, as an orthodox vassal of the kingdom, Baron Emory did not die of illness."

Thales gritted his teeth:

"He and his family were raided by his lord and peers—the three major families in power in Xihuang, Falkenhauser, Cromar, and Bozdorf—and killed by the coalition forces."

The two were silent for a few seconds.

"interesting."

The king thought for a while, then said slowly:

"How did you know that?"

Thales' eyes darkened.

In the cell of the Secret Division, Anke's painful voice rang in his ears:

【He also said, in case I fail, in case I have to use this bargaining chip...】

[Be sure to give it to you. 】

[It can only be given to you. 】

Thinking so far, Thales took a deep breath.

"It's not important." He regained his composure and turned his attention to the things in front of him:

"The important thing is..."

Facing the king's scorching gaze, Thales spoke calmly, his words resonant:

"In the 414th year of the Ending Calendar, the 'creditor' Heyman II promulgated the "No Bloodshed Order", prohibiting the vassals in the kingdom from starting private wars and killing each other..."

His voice became serious:

"However, the princes of the Western Wilderness are lawless and act recklessly."

"As vassals, they excessively abused the right of armed self-defense and murdered Baron Emory in order to avenge themselves."

Thales was talking about the Western Wilderness, but stared at the face of the Iron Fist King in front of him:

"The methods are cruel and terrifying, and the crimes are shocking."

Iron Fist King's eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

The prince's eyes sharpened:

"Is this reason, this bargaining chip, this horse enough to complete the 'Sand King'?"

Thales' voice fell, and the surrounding lights flickered.

He stared hard at the king.

King Kessel was silent for a long time, the light in his eyes flickered back and forth.

A few seconds later, the king gently closed his eyes and buried all his emotions in his heart.

"But we can't use it."

King Kessel said softly:

"The epidemic in Emory Town is no longer news. The people in the Western Wilderness have dealt with it very cleanly, and there is no proof of death."

Seeing the other party's reaction, Thales couldn't help chuckling.

"That's right."

He said with confidence:

"Unless it's not Dead Men Tell No Tales..."

Thales' words stopped abruptly.

"etc."

He looked at King Kessel's indifferent expression and figured out something.

The boy's color changed slightly, unbelievable.

"you know."

Thales looked at Kessel and frowned:

"You already knew Emory Town and this case?"

In the next second, King Kessel opened his eyes lightly.

The king remained expressionless and did not answer.

But Thales has already got the answer.

The boy couldn't help frowning.

"when?"

King Kessel replied calmly:

"When it happens."

Thales was taken aback:

"what why?"

Thales discovered that the conversation between King Kessel and him had become extremely tacit since he did not know when.

Right now, for example, he doesn't even need to complete a "why let it happen" sentence.

King Kessel looked at Thales quietly.

"A few years ago, the "Frontier Development Tax Exemption Order" affected a group of lords."

"Master Emory of the Western Wilderness is just one of them," the Iron Fist King narrowed his eyes, "the one who is the most impatient."

"A little provocation, and you'll be hooked."

Thales' eyes froze in the air.

A little provocation...

hooked...

At that moment, the words of 'Crow' Dele Cromar reappeared in Thales' ears:

【According to what the baron said, the countless nouveau riche spawned by that decree are nibbling away at his interests every day, taking away his subjects and cutting off his livelihood. 】

At the end of the secret department, Anke Bailar's dying words of despair also resurfaced:

[Obviously, that Baron Emory couldn't bear the pain, the king's decree hit him too hard...]

King Kessel sighed slightly, and the next tone was a bit regretful:

"However, Xihuang is very sensitive to the troubles at his door."

"The line was cut before the fish could be drawn on the rod."

Thales was stunned.

pumping rod...

Tangent...

The words of Dele and Anke continued to emerge:

[Baron Emory recruited soldiers, mobilized the army, and planned to cross the Western Wilderness, make a "big news" that would be seen by the entire Xingchen, and "protest" to His Majesty and the kingdom. 】

[So much so that he intends to put aside the tacit understanding with the three major families and act recklessly on his own...]

Thales froze in his seat.

"It's you."

Thales said in a daze:

"The reason why Baron Emory raised his troops to protest is because you secretly pressured and deliberately instigated? To find an excuse to intervene in the West Wilderness?"

The Iron Fist King snorted softly:

"I said, he's just one of them."

one of them.

At that moment, Thales thought of Anke who was tortured and bruised all over in the secret department.

And his family's ruined, anonymous lover.

"That's why Baron Emory was silenced and his family died."

Thales' voice was hoarse:

"You are the instigator."

Thales stared blankly at the table in front of him, and the king's figure was projected on the opposite wall, dark and oppressive.

these people.

their misfortune.

only……

Dust run over by power.

"It's overrated," the king's voice was still calm, as if he didn't care:

"I didn't let the Xihuang guys kill people to silence them."

"Let's not let them be ruthless, clean up the whole family in the castle, including the militia servants, and leave no one alive-it seems that they have learned a lot from Williams."

Kill people.

clean and dry.

Emory.

Bailar.

And that dismal family in Enci Town whose name he couldn't remember...

As well as that night at the Saber Camp, countless families were destroyed...

[Nobles, nobles, huh, these scumbags are all fucking junk. 】On the barren rocky ground, the emotion of the Death Crow echoed in his ears.

Thinking of this, an unspeakable tiredness hits me.

The young man couldn't help but feel suffocated.

Thales took a deep breath, trying his best to maintain his emotions.

"I see."

The prince lowered his head, avoided the other party's sight, and held back the disgust in the sentence:

"So that's it, it's a good calculation."

"No, it's not good."

But King Kessel's voice still penetrated his eardrum unstoppably:

"We underestimated the acuity and decisiveness of the people in the Western Wilderness. We only got a case of no evidence, and we even made them more vigilant."

The king's eyes sharpened.

"Until now."

Thales trembled slightly.

King Kessel raised his head abruptly: "It's not dead without testimony, is it?"

"You have evidence."

He is firm and unquestionable.

Taylor's arm tightened.

evidence.

Anke's last voice came faintly:

[In any case, His Majesty will be very happy to get this bargaining chip. 】

【very happy. 】

Thales took a deep breath and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

He raised his head with difficulty and looked directly into the king's eyes.

But at that moment, there was only endless depth in Kessel's eyes.

A few seconds later, the boy exhausted all his strength and bit out two words between his teeth:

"I have."

His tone was extremely tired:

"irrefutable evidence."

irrefutable evidence.

The voice fell.

"good."

King Kessel's expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly:

"I am listening."

I am listening.

Thales took a deep breath, but stopped the moment he opened his mouth.

【So, Your Highness, what is the price? 】

Anke's desperate voice sounded out of thin air.

Thales coughed unnaturally, and forced himself to continue:

"In that tragedy, there was another person..."

【And Tina, Tina...】

[She will never, never, never forgive me. 】

Thales hesitated again.

"There is one more person..."

Thales' lips parted, his words froze.

etc.

Once he said it.

That girl, Anke's lover, had already been ruined by the ferocity of power.

There are also Anke's younger siblings, those who lost their parents and brothers, and are alone in the Western Wilderness.

What kind of future will they face?

How many people's fates will be changed just because one of their words is affected?

Thales was breathing in a trance.

Seeing him like this, the king frowned.

【That girl named Tina...is she fine? 】

【the best……】

A face that was tortured to the point of being bloodless appeared in front of his eyes.

Anke Bailar.

In helplessness and despair, the young man who planned to sacrifice his life to take risks, but failed miserably in the end.

What kind of mood did he have when he told him this bargaining chip?

[But now, it doesn't matter anymore. 】

【No longer important. 】

Thales took a deep breath and swallowed his saliva forcefully.

Use it, use this chip.

Because this is also Anke's choice.

This is what he expected.

Is not it?

And, if he's not here it's over.

Thales turned his gaze to the desktop, the letter from Iris asking for tax relief.

The wheels of the kingdom will not stop.

If this horse fails, King Kessel will find another.

Even if you have to face more blood.

Thales clenched his fists.

So he has to go on.

must.

Thales raised his gaze and forced himself to appear firm:

"Under the knee of Baron Emory, who died unjustly, there is still an orphan girl."

The king's eyes lit up.

"The poor girl witnessed a terrible scene. She escaped the butcher's knife and was lucky to survive."

Thales clenched his teeth, concealing his trance and depression:

"Her identity and experience will prove to the world what a big mistake the most powerful family in the Western Wilderness made."

"And the Fuxing Palace reforms the military system and restricts vassals from abusing military power. It's just and right, it's imminent."

After the words fell, Thales let out a long breath, his eyes slumped.

He still said it.

The color of the king's eyes slowly changed.

He stared at the prince across the long table for a long, long time.

It seems to be looking at an excellent weapon made of fine steel.

Finally, King Kessel smiled.

His laughter was very light and weak, but it effectively eased the atmosphere in the room.

"This surviving orphan girl."

The Iron Fist King slowly leaned back, and his tone became calm and relaxed for the first time:

"where is she?"

where is she?

Thales sadly found that the king didn't even bother to ask her name.

but.

but……

[Then think about it carefully, what did you look like after you became a prince? 】

A long time ago, the feeling of fast rope in the hut sounded again.

[Can you still choose your own path? Follow your heart? 】

Thales' arms trembled slightly.

[Are you still you, or Thales? 】

[Or has...become something else? 】

"I'm listening," said the king with interest:

"Duke of Thales."

Thales took a deep breath, forgetting these hesitant thoughts, and adjusted himself.

"You'll know."

Thales suddenly raised his head with a firm expression.

"But first of all, everyone who followed me into the palace today will be acquitted."

"And I don't want to try Mariko's whip, even though he's doing his job."

At the end of the long table, King Kessel remained silent.

Thales let go of the anxiety in his heart, gritted his teeth and said:

"Secondly, unseal the Mindis Hall and release my guards. If something happens to me in the future, don't embarrass them."

The king remained silent, just tapped his finger on the table.

"Also, Anke Bailar, who broke into the feast with a sword and charged against the royal family,"

Thales frowned and said:

"You will spare him, set him free, and show the magnanimity of the king."

"Including properly resolving the conflict between him and the Doyle family."

But when he thought about it, Thales froze again.

Anke, no matter how the king forgives him...

[She will never, never, never forgive me. 】

Thales bowed his head sadly.

"Before showing the chips," King Kessel snorted softly, seeming to be in a good mood:

"You really want a lot."

Thales exhaled and raised his head vigorously.

"And I'm not done yet."

"Finally, about 'The Sand King.'"

sand king.

King Kessel turned his gaze.

At this moment, Thales' expression was firm and cold.

"Your military expansion plan in the Western Wilderness, including how to deal with the local lords, this matter must be handled by me personally, and I will complete it."

Boom.

The Iron Fist King's fingers tapped heavily on the discussion table, and there was a palpitating muffled sound.

The king slowly raised his head, meeting Thales' eyes.

But the prince did not hide or evade, and looked back at him firmly.

"Can you say that again?"

The king spoke softly.

Hoarse, but indifferent.

Thales puffed out his chest and faced his father.

"Yes, I will personally write a letter to the Duke of Xihuang and others, and use this case, this bargaining chip, to threaten them to submit."

Thales said decisively:

"I promise, Cyril Falkenhauser and his vassals, they will listen patiently, they will be kind, and they will cooperate with the schedule of the Fuxing Palace and support all the initiatives of the Military Affairs Department."

"They will reflect on the omissions in their military system and gradually reduce the number and frequency of conscription."

"They will accept your royal standing army and accept the reorganization of the Western Wilderness Defense."

"They will be happy to support the daily work of the Legendary Wing, and pay taxes to support the expansion of the standing army, filling your financial gap, and defending the kingdom's border security."

Thales took a deep breath:

"Xihuang will become a good horse, and your plan for the 'Sand King' will not fail."

He solemnly said:

"The kingdom's chariots still roll on,"

The Ballard room fell silent again.

But this time the silence was particularly ominous.

Several immortal lights burned to the end and went out quietly.

King Kessel's eyes also changed accordingly, the fire in his pupils disappeared and filled with gloom.

"you?"

He looked at the prince from a distance, with a playful tone:

"You do it?"

Thales nodded decisively.

"I."

"I'll do it."

King Kessel's eyes sharpened:

"Why?"

Thales straightened his face and replied seriously:

"Because of that orphan girl, only I know this bargaining chip best, and know how to use it best."

He paused lightly, gritted his teeth, and told both his father and himself:

"Because it's the only way."

the only way.

King Kessel did not immediately respond.

He just sat there quietly, as if transformed into a statue again.

After a few seconds, the king calmly said:

"Tell me, how did you know the whereabouts of that orphan girl?"

Thales froze.

He didn't change his face, and didn't leave any openings: "I have my own channel..."

"Falkenhauser."

King Kessel spoke softly, interrupting Thales.

Falkenhauser.

As soon as this surname came out, the prince was shocked.

The king snorted lightly, looked away, and said in an intriguing tone:

"He gave you much more than a sword, didn't he?"

Thales didn't change his face, but sighed in his heart.

He knows.

The king said coldly:

"His gift is your courage to break into the palace today."

Thales pursed his lips lightly, without saying a word.

Yes, the king saw through.

But with just a few words, he saw through.

From just now to now, all his little tricks have been hidden in front of him.

Just like the old days.

but……

Thales took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

"That's right."

Thales looked up at the king.

His tone was steady and indifferent, and his attitude was frank and composed:

"The things in Emory Town, including this bargaining chip, were indeed handed over to me by the Duke of Xihuang—through some means."

The king snorted, as expected.

"And you just accepted it, followed the bewitchment of that old bone, came to me, and bargained self-righteously."

Before he could reply, King Kessel slowly shook his head:

"madness."

"Stupid."

Thales clenched his fists under the table.

That's right, threats, coercion, flattery, deceit, no matter what kind of means, can't restrain the king of iron fists.

But so what.

He is no longer the shivering beggar in the abandoned house.

Not anymore.

And King Kessel was not the tall figure he could only look at from a distance in the Mindis Hall six years ago.

Against an opponent like King Kessel, what he needs is not lying, concealing, or sophistry.

Instead, it's a challenge.

Thales stared fixedly at the king's face.

"Since this is the case, there is even more reason for me to come forward and write to the Duke of Xihuang, father."

He leaned forward and said sincerely:

"So that everyone can take a step back and solve the problem in a way that is acceptable to all parties."

"The new 'Sand King' may not be so swift, and may last for several months or even years, but it will not be so tragic, and there will be no unmanageable consequences."

"You'll get your way, and they won't have to shed blood."

The Iron Fist King let out a sneer.

He lowered his head, his face was slowly shrouded in darkness:

"Why?"

Thales frowned.

"I'll take out the witnesses of this case and ask her to come forward to testify, so that the lords of the Western Wilderness will be torn apart and betrayed, and become the target of public criticism..."

The king looked coldly:

"Then let the royal standing army enter the Western Wilderness to punish rape and eradicate evil."

"The same can achieve the goal."

Thales shuddered.

"Indeed."

Thales spoke again, trying to grasp the topic:

"But with all due respect, the reason why Falkenhauser gave this bargaining chip is to put down his body and take the initiative to show weakness, and to cool down the intensified conflict between the Fuxing Palace and the princes of the Western Wilderness..."

"He is not so pure and kind!"

King Kessel suddenly leaned forward and shouted angrily, which startled Thales.

"And only you can be so stupid!"

The king glared at his son:

"Falkenhauser gave me a bargaining chip, so that I can clean up the Western Wilderness, renovate the kingdom, and achieve my goals..."

He changed the subject:

"But only through—you?"

Thales stared blankly at the king.

Iron Fist King leaned back in his chair, sneered and said:

"No, he cut out his own flesh and blood, and gave you a sword and a bargaining chip."

"It's definitely not for you to be a peacemaker."

The young man felt a chill in his heart.

King Kessel narrowed his eyes, his eyes were like sharpened blades:

"He wants to show you that the power and energy you haven't enjoyed in the past six years is within your reach."

"As long as you grab the chips and face me..."

The king spoke softly, with cold words:

"Raise your sword."

Thales' nerves tensed up, and he argued:

"Father, I have no intention of being your enemy, nor will I threaten—"

"Then why didn't he just come to me?"

King Kessel interrupted him again:

"Since you want to bow your head to show weakness, why not face the throne?"

Thales' words froze for a moment.

The lights in the room flickered rapidly, causing light and shadow to sway.

"And you, do you think I don't know what you want to do?"

King Kessel V looked at each other coldly, piercing Thales' heart.

"Why are you unwilling to reveal your bargaining chip and the whereabouts of that orphan girl? Why do you pretend to be reserved and wait for the price? And why do you insist on coming forward in person to execute the 'Sand King'?"

Hearing this, Thales shuddered, feeling a chill in his heart.

Silence returned to Ballard's room.

"Because you know it too, right?"

The king's voice was flattened, full of deadly softness.

"Because you also like the sword he gave you, and you can't put it down."

"I can't help myself."

Thales frowned tightly, his fists clenched tightly on his knees.

"As the Star Prince, the Duke of Star Lake, and the heir to the kingdom," King Kessel said coldly, "You have been manipulated by foreign ministers, and you are not only unaware, but also self-righteous."

"It's a total embarrassment to Canxing."

Thales looked up abruptly!

"That's right!"

The prince shouted angrily.

King Kessel was suddenly interrupted by him, a little surprised.

"I know."

Thales was short of breath and stared at the king.

"I know what Falkenhauser wants to do."

"And I have no intention of concealing it, nor do I want to quibble."

Thales stood up abruptly, putting his hands on the table.

"That's right, empower me, support me, and help me, in the hope that I can finally become stronger against you, threaten you, and hinder you. This is indeed Falkenhauser's wishful thinking."

"Simple, clear, direct."

The king's expression became more and more unfriendly.

"But trust me, Father."

The prince stared at the king, serious and serious:

"If you really want to make things happen—not just the 'Sand King', not just in the Western Wilderness, but in the entire kingdom, inside and outside the stars, realize your grand and crazy plans and ideas..."

Hearing these words, King Kessel's eyes changed.

"If you have really made up your mind, father, if you do not hesitate to do so, you must also 'born for the stars'."

At this moment, the cold wind was blowing back and forth in Ballard's room, and the chill was surging, but Thales felt hot and embarrassing in his chest, like a flame.

Thales took a deep breath, and he was decisive, beyond doubt:

"That's the only way."

"There is no better choice."

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