"So have you gotten over it?"

The owner of the iris said softly: "Or are you still feeling that fear every moment?"

At that moment, the prince's eyes were extremely complicated.

Thales didn't reply.

Standing on the observation deck of Kongming Palace, he felt as if he had fallen into the huge and broad palm of the divine messenger.

Climb high and look far.

But it was broken by the cold wind.

Stand firm.

But there was no way to escape.

After a while, Thales breathed out.

"Let's put it this way, yes, compared to Yongxing City, Emerald City is not much worse. In some places, it is even worse."

Thales punched the stone fence in front of him, his palms hurting.

"But I have a vague feeling that it still lacks something, something that only the person sitting on the supreme throne of the stars can possess, use, and sow."

Zhan's eyes were filled with doubts:

"You mean...the authority of the High King?"

Thales shook his head:

"I don't know, I can't tell. Like you, I don't know what he will do."

Zhan's eyes flashed.

"But, Zhan, to be honest," the prince looked at him and spoke sincerely, "he will give you the most unpredictable and unexpected blow."

"And you have to prepare for the worst, the worst."

The worst, the worst plan.

Zhan was quiet for a few seconds.

"What do you want?" The Lord of Emerald City suddenly said.

"What?" Duke Xinghu frowned.

Zhan took a deep breath and turned around:

"I know you don't like your father. But you won't help me for no reason just because you don't want him to get his wish."

Thales understood and was a little confused:

"I thought we agreed..."

Zhan interrupted him: "No, Thales, let's be honest: you and I just made peace, but there was no cooperation, let alone an alliance."

The Duke of Nan'an narrowed his eyes:

"I don't believe you really want to help me, and of course, I dare say you don't even believe it yourself.

"You are just using me, and even your father: Duke Xinghu is waiting for the price, waiting for the king's blade to fall, and waiting for the blood of the Emerald City to be everywhere, so that he can demand compensation and ask for a high price."

Thales' expression changed.

Awaiting price.

Asking prices all over the place.

So, Zhan En still thought that I cooperated with him just out of greed?

"So, let's make a price. What do you want, Thales?"

At this moment, the Duke of Nan'an in front of him was extremely cold.

"At that last moment, what kind of price do you want before you are willing to lend a helping hand and stop your father instead of standing idly by or even adding insult to injury?"

Make a price...

What price do you want...

Only then can you stop your father...

For some reason, Thales suddenly remembered the passage in "The Covenant".

[Those who betray this alliance will be betrayed and separated from their relatives.]

[The body is burned in flames, and the soul is cut off by the river of hell.]

such a pity.

The voice in my heart sounded again, with sarcasm:

Unfortunately, Thales, you have already made your choice.

Thinking of this, Thales tightened his grip on the "covenant".

or……

Now, is this the real choice?

Thales looked at Kevin Deere's master.

Zhan En also stared at the prince closely.

"I," Thales said softly, "what I want..."

King Kessel’s words rang in his ears again:

【Depose the Duke and destroy Zhan.】

Destroy Zhan...

"Your Majesty the Duke?"

A soft call brought the two confronting people back to reality.

Thales and Zhan turned around together: the butler Ashford stood behind them with an apologetic smile.

In his eyes, the two dukes only paused for a moment, then both turned back and showed ceremonial smiles.

The posture is perfect and impeccable.

"Zero hour is almost here."

Ashford whispered, and at the same time glanced at the hookah beside the Duke.

The two reacted and looked at each other.

"Of course," Zhan En took a deep breath and patted his front, which was full of cigarette smell, "Excuse me, Your Highness, I have to prepare first and announce the start of the Emerald Ceremony."

Thales also smiled back and motioned for him to take the first step.

The Duke of South Bank was not rude and immediately moved to the lounge. Ashford saluted Thales and followed him dutifully.

Thales lowered his head: Beside the observation deck, the hookah stood alone.

It seems like it has always been like this.

Another gust of cold wind blew, and Thales couldn't help but shiver.

Worried, he turned and left the observation deck, but did not want to join the banquet anymore, so he turned into the corridor, but before he had taken a few steps, two familiar figures floated out from the hall on the side and stopped in front of Thales.

.

"His Royal Highness Thales!"

"Isn't this just a coincidence?"

Thales sighed heavily, frustrated and exhausted.

"Kasha, Qina, we meet again."

He looked back helplessly to find where his savior Mira was? Marius? Glover?

If it really doesn’t work, can D.D work?

After Miranda's baptism, the Karabiyan sisters were a little embarrassed and tired. They blinked, giving people a strange and cunning feeling:

"You're looking for a fierce woman, right?"

"She is the most popular person at the banquet now!"

"Men are vying to please her, and women are vying to win over her..."

"Well, maybe I can't get away for the time being?"

"It's worth all our efforts and careful consideration..."

"Ask the two customers on the grassland where they are from..."

"Thus provoking them to fight..."

"To create opportunities for her to show off her talents..."
To be continued...