"Charmaine Lombard?"

In the corridor outside the banquet hall of the Palace of Heroes, Grand Duke Olesiu chewed on the name with a subtle expression. However, he turned his eyes and looked at little Thales with disgust on his face.

"The next co-king of Exeter?"

The Grand Duke sneered.

"I've heard something, kid," the bearded Grand Duke said coldly: "They say you are a precocious genius... Very good, you are indeed a little smarter than ordinary children, but that's what disgusts me the most.

place……"

Thales looked startled.

It seems that the initial impression was very bad.

"Use sensational stunts to bluff people, right? Duel with the king, Rumba, what else?" Olesiu's eyes were cold and his tone was ferocious: "A brat like you who has been good at this since childhood will definitely be the same when he grows up.

A poisonous snake full of intrigues."

"Maybe I should grab the sword today and stab it into your chest." Olesiu spat fiercely: "We have enough troubles for the stars, and we don't need you to add more fuel to the fire...

Imp of the Empire.”

Oops.

Thales's heart tightened, and he realized that the conversation was about to collapse.

"Then why do you still come to Longxiao City?" Thales quickly organized his words so that the conversation could continue and not be interrupted by the other party's dislike of him: "If you are really like what you said, I

Your arrival is troublesome, so why do you come here to cause trouble?"

He looked calm on the outside, but inside he was nervously looking up at the ruler of the Welland Territory in front of him.

Will it succeed?

"Causing trouble? You may be a trouble, but you are far from being feared, kid," Olesiu sneered: "Let me see the game between the stars and the dragon in twelve years and see what we can learn from it.

What a prince gains, see if our king is old and dim."

"Then what's your conclusion?" Thales said with a smile: "Has your king let you down?"

Olesiu put on an ugly smile, which looked a bit ferocious under his beard.

"You should be lucky... he still retains his sense and has not been carried away by anger, so you are safe," the Grand Duke looked at the kid in front of him: "Only you have the opportunity to speak nonsense here."

"Safety?" Thales turned his attention to Olesiu's heavy sword and laughed sarcastically: "I think the sword on your waist may have different opinions... It almost got it."

Prince's nemesis' honor."

Archduke Olesio tilted his head and chuckled.

"Stop pretending, kid, I know you actually know it very well," he turned around, with a stern look in his eyes: "Forcing you to commit suicide... is just a farce."

Thales's heart tightened.

he……

"Don't look at His Majesty's appearance today, he will not easily start a war," Olesiu said with sharp eyes, "You are protected by your father's oath, and the princes will not support him in starting a full-scale war."

"As for his attitude towards you, huh, he's probably just pretending to show us." Grand Duke Weiland sneered lightly, shook his head and said, "Testing loyalty or something, it's an old trick."

"As for you and him..." Olesiu looked at Thales with a subtle expression, raised his eyebrows, and showed a strange smile:

"Actually, we are acting on the same stage."

At this moment, Thales finally changed his expression.

he knows?

Did he see it?

Thales was completely stunned.

"He insists on killing you and then seeing our reaction, right?" Archduke Olesiu said with disdain on his face: "At a time when his own family is about to be ruined, he is deliberately planning it."

From the moment he entered Longxiao City, the strong aura of King Nun, the endless nagging of the grand dukes, the red and white singing of Nikolai and Shles, and the relaxed attitude of Putilai who tried his best to make him feel at ease.

The Prince of the Stars was more or less bewitched.

The increasing number of time traveler memories in his mind also made Thales feel complacent, always feeling that even in this dangerous world of cannibalism, he should be one of the smarter ones.

So much so that he had the illusion that the five Grand Dukes of Exeter were like flat paper figures that could be folded and kneaded with just a little force, and like laboratory rats that would react appropriately with a little stimulation.

.

But it was only now, after the rude and rude Archduke Alessio unabashedly exposed the self-righteous tricks he and King Nun had played that Thales suddenly realized: standing in front of him was a person.

.

A living person.

Even in an abandoned house, facing children of just a few years old, he could not clearly understand their behavior and psychology.

What's more...

The person in front of me is a northern nobleman with a long history, noble status and high moral character. He is a strong man who has been in the ruling position for many years. He is a Grand Duke of Exeter whose power is comparable to that of a king.

It has stood firm for many years in the harsh and cruel cold winds of the North.

How can such a person be so smart and scheming?

Thales lowered his head and gritted his teeth slightly under Olesiu's slightly mocking gaze.

No.

I haven't lost yet.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then opened them.

"Do you know him very well?" This time, the voice of the Second Prince of Stars seemed to have lost its previous ease, but with a hint of solemnity and calmness: "Your Majesty Nuen?"

Olesiu looked at Thales, who quickly recovered from the shock, and his eyes flashed.

"Yes, I know him - since the first time I was brought to Longxiao City by my father to meet him."

"But I know better what it feels like to sit in this position - to control, maintain, and protect a family, a city, a territory, and a group of subjects," the Grand Duke said quietly: "After the tragedy of Walton, for the continuation of the family

Nun has a lot of things to clean up, make up for, and make arrangements for the future of Longxiao City."

"Starting a war will only benefit the Black Sand Territory, people like Lomba, the territory, resources and population of the neighboring stars...the enemy will benefit. This is something he never wants to see."

"So, the person who also doesn't want to start a war and whose interests are really consistent with him," Olesiu chuckled and shook his head: "Actually, it's you, the little brat of the empire."

"Why does he want to be your enemy?"

"Whatever drama you're playing with him...that's all."

"You are on the same front, Walton and Bright Star." The Grand Duke snorted from his nose with a cold expression.

Thales sighed slightly.

That's right, how could a person who sat on the throne of Grand Duke more than ten years ago and ruled to this day be a fool?

What Thales could think of, these great dukes could naturally think of.

At least, they still have think-tank subordinates similar to Cambida to the Grand Duke of Black Sand.

Where did he get the confidence to rely on the so-called time traveler's memories that were incomplete for more than 20 years, completely inconsistent with the era and background, with completely different civilizations and societies, and far different statuses and classes...

Like countless senior time travellers, they can rely on their superb interpersonal skills, outstanding memory, and ever-present aura and aura to survive in the social competition (countless times more intense and cruel than previous lives).

Come down, stand out among the elite people from the other world, obey your orders obediently, and do whatever you want with them?

He was helpless even when faced with Quaid Roda, who was in charge of the beggars in an abandoned house, and his deputy Narrik, wasn't he?

Thales lowered his head dejectedly.

Human will and behavior are always elusive and mysterious existences.

And thousands of elusive human hearts make up society.

And society is by no means a precision machine that can operate perfectly by setting the parameters.

He must be like the purest social science researcher, facing a world that is completely different from the past, and always maintain the most humble, open-minded, and cautious attitude, instead of being complacent and immersed in the superior consciousness of "progress".

After all, he has no system, no chip, and no technology tree that can be climbed step by step with the click of a button like Civilization VI.

After all, he has not traveled to Shuangwen's world.

Thales stared at the ground steadily, motionless.

"Your gimmick ends here... Charmaine Lombard becomes the king?" Olesiu seemed happy to see the confident seven-year-old kid speechless: "His Majesty Nunn's sanity is still there, Charmaine

That guy can't gain anything by starting a war, and he can never become king."

"And...don't forget the grudge between them."

"Next time, find a better reason and come up with a reasonable gimmick - and then try to sow discord."

After Olesiu finished speaking, he was ready to leave.

Thales was behind him, slowly clenching his fists.

Maybe.

I really.

Not fit to be a prince or even a king.

but……

Under Waiya's surprised gaze, Thales laughed softly.

At least, I want to be a survivor.

stay alive.

The next moment, Thales suddenly raised his head and looked at Archduke Alessio, who had not walked far away.
To be continued...