"Believe you? The only way? No better choice?"

King Kessel chewed these words, thoughtfully.

Thales controlled his breathing and stared at the king.

The king paused for a moment and sneered.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The laughter was scary, and the lights around him swayed.

Thales clenched his fists unconsciously, feeling his chest was heavy and the air around him was heavy.

But he had no way out.

The laughter slowly disappeared.

"As far as I can see, Duke Thales of Star Lake Castle," the Iron Fist King's tone became calmer, but became more and more scary:

"The crown is not on your head."

crown.

An inexplicable heart palpitation came over, causing Thales' breathing to become slightly disordered.

"Even if you don't take this road," the king said calmly:

"The wheels of the kingdom are destined to never stop."

The young man pressed his fists against the table, feeling the pressure and pain coming from his fists, as well as the strange agitation of the Hell River Sin.

He knows what the other person cares about.

he knows.

Or, does he think he knows?

Thales took a few deep breaths and raised his head:

"Of course, you are the supreme king of all the stars."

The Iron Fist King showed no expression on his face.

"You can ignore me, sneer at Xihuang, and veto this proposal."

Thales adjusted his mood and changed the subject.

"Anyway, you are very confident, and the cards in your hand are more than just the 'Sand King'."

He pointed to the letter on the table and kept his tone calm:

"Just like you can threaten Zhan En to replace Xihuang, force the Nan'an leader to pull the cart for you, change places, and then do what you want."

King Kessel sneered disdainfully.

"But what's the price?"

The next second, Thales changed the subject:

"In order to execute the 'Sand King', father, how much have you invested and how much price have you paid?"

After listening to Thales' words, King Kessel frowned slightly.

"Whether it's the expensive preliminary preparations, the staggering royal standing army, or the western front line that has been in operation for more than ten years..."

The prince calmly spoke:

"Manpower, material resources, financial and energy, including the political game behind the scenes, is not an easy task. Even the opportunity is too rare - there is not an unlucky prince wandering around every year for you to use as an excuse and bait.

of."

The king snorted coldly.

"If your plan is successful and you reap huge profits, then these costs will be nothing, but now, now..."

Thales paused and looked at the other party.

King Kessel pursed his lips and his face became tense.

"I guess the reason why Chief Qiu Ke complained about poverty in the Royal Council is that the Department of Finance and Taxation has insufficient budget," Thales opened his arms towards the discussion table:

"The fundamental reason is that you mobilized the standing army for an expedition for the sake of the 'Shawang', resorted to military violence, and drained the treasury?"

At that moment, King Kessel suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes as sharp as if they had substance, and he moved towards Thales inch by inch.

The atmosphere inside was extremely depressing.

"That bargaining chip, that orphan girl from the Emery family."

After a few seconds, the king spoke coldly:

"where is she?"

The young man exhaled and glanced at Zhan's letter:

"So, father, you are not willing to give up on the efforts of the 'Sand King' in vain, deny yourself, and waste all your previous efforts."

The Iron Fist King's eyes became colder and colder.

But Thales's tone also became more severe. He withstood the pressure and insisted on finishing the sentence:

"Otherwise, father, your so-called 'Sand King' plan will be nothing more than an evil act of tyranny."

"The gains outweigh the losses and will harm the kingdom."

"The sin lies in Qianqiu."

At that moment, the cold light in King Kessel's eyes reached its peak and could not be strengthened.

The eternal light in the room seemed to feel something, and it flashed rapidly at this second, as if it was trembling.

"It seems that the sword Falkenhausz gave you is really useful."

Every word the king spoke was profound and ominous:

"It makes you arrogant and confident."

But the prince just smiled bitterly and ignored the king's hint.

"But it's not over yet."

The Iron Fist King's eyes were locked on Thales, almost nailing him through.

Thales said loudly:

"After the failure of the 'Sand King'..."

"The royal family's standing army recaptured the Blade Tooth Camp, removed their armor and retreated their troops, and ceased all flags and drums."

"The people of the Western Wilderness retreated to their hometown in despair, looking disgraced and thinking they were unlucky."

"The second prince arrived at the royal capital safely, his father and son were reunited, and he was granted the title of Duke."

"These calm appearances have kept the vast majority of the people in the kingdom in the dark: they are sleeping peacefully without knowing the truth."

Thales narrowed his eyes:

"But Father, you and Falkenhauser - if he's the only one - you both know the undercurrent of the 'Sand King' and what happened and what didn't happen a few months ago.

"

King Kessel said nothing, only his eyes were dim, reflecting the light.

"When you all passed each other, you saw the sharp blades behind each other."

"It's just that both parties have superb acting skills and enough restraint to pretend to be ignorant, greet each other with smiles, and maintain the most hypocritical peace and the most fragile tacit understanding."

boom.

Thales put his palms heavily on the table, causing the surrounding eternal lamps to flicker.

"Believe me, father, this is the last step between Fuxing Palace and Xihuang."

"Behind you is an abyss."

The prince stared at the king:

"Next time, I won't be so lucky."

King Kessel lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

An eternal lamp behind him dimmed, pulling the king's profile into darkness.

Thales took a deep breath and said solemnly:

"At that time, if you try to deprive the Western Wasteland princes of their armies and move in to expand the royal standing army, the price will only be higher and the scene will only become more ugly."

King Kessel did not respond.

He just turned his head silently and buried the side of his face in the darkness without light.

"Admit it, father."

"The failure of the 'Sand King' left a big mess and pushed both you and Xihuang to the cliff. You will have no room for maneuver anymore - unless you completely give up reaching out to Xihuang."
To be continued...