The king had had enough wine, dropped the glass, and moved his joints.
"Little brat," he snorted at Perfit on the ground, "do you have the guts to mention the war twelve years ago?"
"How much do you know about the tragedy and bloodshed twelve years ago?" King Nunn stared at his prey that had lost both arms with disdain: "You are just an heir to a lord held in the palm of your hand. Your grandfather
We will only keep you in the safest main camp, and we won’t even let you transport the baggage..."
In Thales's eyes, the young Grand Duke's eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, staring blankly in front of his sight.
It was as if he had even forgotten the severe pain in his arms.
"But maybe your grandfather is right, let people like you carry supplies and baggage, just in case you encounter Horace Brightstar who sneaks around to attack the supplies..." At this point, King Nun's face darkened.
: "If he x, there won't be so much nonsense later."
A few seconds later, Perfit, who was pinned to the ground, let out an unknown laugh.
"And those so-called shocks you received in the war... bullshit." King Nunn suppressed his anger until he could no longer suppress it: "Without Dragon Sky City and without Walton, you are nothing!"
He released his foot and stepped on the opponent's foot, then gave Perfitt a hard kick in the stomach!
Thales frowned: he thought of the years in the abandoned house, the days when he was punched and kicked from time to time.
After receiving the kick, Perfit curled up and groaned in pain.
"And you shouldn't go after Morar!" King Nun lowered his head and growled with a painful expression: "He thinks you are his friend!"
"Despicable traitor! Hypocritical coward!"
The angry King Nun kicked Perfit hard in the chest again.
"Boom!" The muffled sound was clearly audible.
Perfit shrank again, coughing under the heavy blow.
Perfit's cough gradually subsided, and then his curled up body stretched again.
The two folded arms looked extremely ferocious.
The Grand Duke gave a sly laugh that sounded like he was crying.
"Hahaha..." Perfit suppressed his laughter, but in Thales's ears, this laughter sounded so sad and tragic.
King Nun's expression became increasingly sinister. He looked at his enemy, grinding his teeth with a terrifying expression.
The young archduke suddenly stopped laughing, raised his head, and looked at King Nun with anger in his eyes.
"Yes, I did it," Perfit stared at the old king fiercely and gasped: "Moral, he told me only one of his secret missions - to visit the stars and rebuild the peace treaty.
!What an honor..."
"You admit it?" King Nuen's face was solemn, and his eyes were burning with hatred and pain: "Only when you are facing death, you have the courage to do it, right?"
"Yes, I don't have to put any effort at all to use his trust in me to defraud him of information about his mission to the stars." Perfit responded to the king with a sarcastic smile: "Including his itinerary, arrangements, plans and even missions
Regiment Attaché…”
King Nun's combat boots kicked Perfitt hard on the abdomen again.
Perfit rolled in pain and left King Nun's side.
"Just because you think you are being treated unfairly?" King Nuen sneered, his voice suddenly rising: "Just kill my son and betray your friends!"
"The so-called status of Fengzhao City... is just you trying to find reasons for your selfishness and indifference! Even your own father can... there is nothing a guy like you can't do!"
Perfit groaned lowly under the severe pain of his broken arms, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead. However, after hearing the king's words, he still pulled up his head on the ground with difficulty and chuckled.
"Unfair?" Perfit's laughter was weird and crazy: "Oh my god, you, you really... you really can't even blush... you are worthy of being our natural king...
Unfair? Hahaha..."
The next moment, Perfitt's expression changed and he turned his eyes to the four Grand Dukes:
"Stop pretending! You guys!"
The words of the young archduke were full of anger:
"Olesio, Trudida, Ronny, Lecco... Do you people dare to swear to your ancestors that you have no gratitude or joy for everything I have done? Dare you pat your chest and say,
Don’t you feel a little bit thankful and happy about Moral’s death and Walton’s loss of power and decline?”
The princes chose to remain silent in response, and even the most cunning Trudida stopped speaking at this moment.
Thales felt that the atmosphere in the hall had become tense, as if the scope of the duel had expanded beyond the two of them.
King Nun said nothing. He slowly walked towards Perfit step by step.
Perfit gasped, threw his shoulders away, and slithered along the ground with difficulty.
While Thales looked at the Archduke struggling on the ground, he felt no relief at all that the truth had been revealed and the great revenge had been avenged.
Only an unspeakable sadness remains.
"Ten Grand Dukes," Perfit gritted his teeth and crawled with difficulty as he said, "The ten Grand Dukes... after you die... will choose the king fairly and impartially, right?"
King Nuen suddenly stopped.
Perfit turned his back to King Nun, crawled to the center of the hall, tried his best to turn over, faced King Nun, and said with hatred:
"Southern side... you have promised to Reconstruction Tower a long time ago that you will arbitrate for Trudida and obtain the disputed territory bordering Elk City in exchange for his support."
"You hold in your hand little Olesiu, who fled to Longxiao City after failing in the fight for the throne, and you hold the bargaining chip to intervene in the inheritance of the Weiland Territory, so that even if Grand Duke Olesiu is dissatisfied, he dares to be angry and dare not speak out."
"Since your father, you have relied on the position of Longxiao City to forcibly reroute the trade route to the Northeast Glacier Sea, threatening the Camalun family to cut it off unless they choose you as their king."
"Of course, there are also us - the Perfitt family that you and your father brought to power, the hounds that you have tamed, and Fengzhao City that will obey you just by whistling."
King Nun frowned deeply.
The hall was filled with whispers.
Thales also had doubts in his heart.
Perfit continued his angry and painful words:
"To the north, the bald old Lecco who is guarding the city will only remain neutral and choose the family that will surely win at the most critical moment."
"In the far north, the Schuster family in the Sentinel Territory has always chosen whoever supports them to resist the orcs as their king."
Perfit stood up from his knees on the ground. He straightened his upper body, turned his head sharply, and looked at King Nunn with a cold expression, and said in a sad voice:
"In the next king-selection meeting, you and your Walton family have already made arrangements for four of the votes... and with these votes, the two people in the north are destined to choose you!"
King Nun's face turned blue, and his clenched fists crackled.
"In the future King Selection Meeting, we so-called Grand Dukes will have no chance at all!"
"unfair?"
"This is the real injustice!" Perfit roared in a low voice, and the words he said made everyone in the hall feel cold:
"Decades ago, your grandfather made arrangements for the king's selection and your father's coronation before he died..."
"Since then, under the guise of fair competition and open king selection, you have secretly used all kinds of disgusting methods to manipulate everything!"
"Pushing the appointed person to the forefront and suppressing all discord and opponents. Our king selection is just a formality to put the person who has been appointed by him on the throne!"
King Nun strode forward.
Thales sighed secretly in his heart: Is this the truth about King Selection?
He recalled what Putilai had told him about the history of the establishment of the Eccles electorate.
Those archdukes who have been fighting tit-for-tat since Nekaru's death.
Perfit had an expression of disgust and disgust on his face, looking directly at his livid opponent face to face.
"Since then, the 'Grand Duke Walton of Longxiao City' has disappeared, and there is only 'His Majesty Walton of Exeter'!"
"Bah!" He gritted his teeth, as if he wanted to crush the Nunn King in front of him: "Don't you know why we call you the 'Born King'?"
"It's not because of how talented and powerful you are..."
"But since you were born, you were destined to be the co-king of Exeter!"
"Fucking born king!"
"What disgusts me the most is that you still have the nerve to proudly claim that Exeter implements a co-governing king-selection system?"
Perfit's face dragged across the cold floor tiles, and his emotions began to lose control: "Under Walton's suppression, what is the difference between us and the decadent hereditary royal family of the stars, and the tyrant system of the empire-sooner or later we
One day, a lunatic like Eddy II of the Stars will appear and drag his entire country to hell!"
Hearing this familiar name, Thales felt a chill in his heart.
That's his grandfather.
Dragging his entire country... to hell?
Suddenly, he felt a tap on his shoulder - it was Putilai behind him.
Thales exhaled through his nose with difficulty and turned his attention back to the scene.
King Nun stepped forward with cold eyes and stumbled mercilessly.
"Boom!"
The young archduke, whose arms were useless and could not even control his balance, was swept to the ground again.
Perfit fell back to the ground, but he still yelled relentlessly:
"We verbally praise the greatness of the oath of co-governance and falsely claim that we have the freedom and right to choose the king, but secretly monopolize all power and predetermine the throne and interests..."
"Where else in this world can a ruler be so shameless, despicable, hypocritical, sanctimonious and disgusting!"
"You have long since turned Exeter into the hereditary kingdom of the Walton family! The Walton royal family! How ironic! Nekaru's oath of co-governance has long been completely ruined by this shameless family left by his nephew.
Got it!"
Thales felt his unsteady breathing.
Everything that happened in front of him was like a mirror to him.
At that moment, as he listened to Perfitt's accusation, he was not thinking of Exeter.
But the kingdom of stars.
It's Kessel's cold expression and the solemn eyes of the one-eyed dragon Kousted.
There are six wealthy families and thirteen distinguished families in the Hall of Stars who are full of doubts and have their own hidden agendas.
Thales sighed slightly in his heart and clenched his fists unconsciously.
"That's not all!" Perfit tried his best and struggled to get up from the ground again:
"Your father married his daughter to the previous Grand Duke of Black Sand early and tried to interfere in the affairs of Black Sand Territory by controlling the bloodline of the Lomba family!"
"You maliciously purchased the lithium crystal mine from Camus and delivered it to Elk City in the East at a low price. It was nominally to guard against the threat from the Eastern Continent, but in fact, it was to cut off the supply at the critical moment and force Gad.
The Luo family submits!"
"God knows what other means you have prepared for the west, for Ronnie of Qiyuan City - I guess it's the Kangmas people whose territory is close to Qiyuan City, that hypocrite-looking Marquis of Shanliu City, right! This
What is it, a contract that looks gorgeous but is full of traps?"
Hearing this, Thales couldn't help but turn around and look behind him.
Marquis Slys of Camas felt everyone's gaze. He coughed awkwardly and turned away.
Perfit's face had long lost all color. He no longer tried to get up, but lay on the ground resigned to his fate, with a sad and low tone.
"Not only that, you also want to imitate the Star Kingdom in the south, you want to set up tax collectors directly under the king throughout the territory, you want to take back the jurisdiction of the lords in their own territories, and you want to send the king's officials to the whole country - from us
Beginning of Fengzhao City!"
"This kind of humiliation, this kind of oppression, this kind of injustice... It's not just me, it's not just one day or two..." Perfit gasped, his voice getting weaker and weaker: "How can we not resist?"
"Resist? So you killed Moral? To take revenge on the Walton family?" King Nunn's eyes moved slightly: "By betraying and betraying your friends? Only a coward like you..."
Perfit paused, his eyes becoming complicated and subtle.
"Yes, Moral," Perfit gasped, his voice low: "We used to be friends..."
"I also told myself that everything will be fine, but...but..."
"Nun Walton!" The young archduke's expression changed, as if he had made some painful decision. He lay on the ground, raised his head, closed his eyes and let out a sad laugh: "This is all your fault! It was you who forced me to do so.
That’s what I did!”
"Me?" King Nunn's voice was like the muffled thunder before a storm, low and terrifying.
Pefit's voice rose, and he raised his head tremblingly, his eyes vicious: "Five years ago, after I refused your appointment as an official in Fengzhao City..."
"Someone among my vassals suddenly jumped out to question my orthodoxy. Trudida began to arrogantly provoke at the border. People in my territory began to talk about my abilities... Soon, my vassals began to rebel.
, the people began to resist taxes, and the territory was in chaos... When I was so worried and at a loss what to do, you asked Morar to come over to mediate with a letter from you!"
"While I was reading your hypocritical letter of comfort, I raised my head and looked at Moral standing in front of me, listening to him mentioning our old stories with a silly smile... Then I realized that he and I were never the same thing.
friend!"
"I'm just a dog in Longxiao City!"
"And what kind of thing is Moral, don't you understand!" The veins on Perfit's face popped out, and his brown hair stuck to his forehead, making him look ferocious and embarrassed.
"I've had enough of that loser's silly smile on his face! In his mind, the whole world is so beautiful!" Perfit's eyes were red, and he stood up desperately and faced everyone in the Hall of Heroes.
, yelling crazily:
"That's a naive, weak, hesitant, incompetent, short-sighted, and unambitious waste!"
"Hahaha..." Under King Nuen's gloomy expression, Perfitt shook his upper body and laughed wildly, almost to tears:
"Do you know... that guy, that loser Morar... his biggest ideal is actually... to become an adventurous mercenary... to travel around the world... hahahahahaha... mercenary, adventure...
…Ha ha ha ha……"
"By the way, he even fell in love with a prostitute! A slut who flirts with her!"
"He keeps saying that he wants to marry her!"
Thales shook his head. He remembered what King Nun said about Prince Morar when he first met with King Nun and the Grand Dukes.
Perfit laughed so hard that he almost burst into tears.
King Nun's brows furrowed tightly.
Perfet smiled morbidly, rolling on the ground amidst the severe pain in his arms and the surging emotions, and burst into tears: "His noble Highness Morar, the future Grand Duke of Longxiao City, wants to marry a man worth tens of thousands.
What a man has done, a lowly bitch as a wife! Hahahahaha..."
"And he is still the appointed King of Exeter - think about it, the great Exeter has a whore queen! All the subjects must bow to a whore... Hahaha..."
Everyone in the hall looked at him, and many people lowered their heads and sighed.
King Nun did not interrupt him, but continued to stare at Perfit with that terrifying look.
"This kind of guy, this kind of trash, this kind of rubbish, this kind of shameful existence with no self-awareness and no responsibility, is actually the heir of Walton!" Perfit had laughed enough, and he raised his angry and hateful eyes.
: "And I still want to be loyal to him against my will and regard him as king - not because of his ability, but because of his surname and father!"
"You still ask me why I chose Lumba? I chose the Black Sand Duke, who is as black from the inside out as the name of his territory? That parricide beast?"
Grand Duke Perfitt's eyes were filled with fire and he roared like thunder: "I chose not Rumba! I chose a future without Walton! A future without the appointed King Exeter!"
"I'm very happy that I finally destroyed your last bloodline," he gritted his teeth and stared at King Nunn: "The next King of Exeter will never be named Walton again!"
What answered him was a fierce kick from King Nunn, hitting Perfitt right in the face.
"Before that," King Nunn grabbed his collar and said coldly: "I will destroy you first."
The young Grand Duke laughed sadly, shook his head, turned his head, and looked to one side.
Looking at——Tiles Bright Star.
Taylor's heart suddenly tightened.
what happened?
"Hey, you! Little cub of the stars!" Perfit shouted, drawing everyone's attention to Thales.
"You," the scarred Grand Duke struggled to pronounce the words and smiled sadly: "You are very proud, right? A prince of the stars, showing off his power in the capital of Exeter... and making all the Grand Dukes fool.
Round and round?"
Thales frowned, feeling the unkind eyes of everyone in the hall.
He was in Exeter after all.
"Your life will not last long!" Perfit said bitterly: "Do you think that assassinating you is just an act of self-protection on my part?"
What the Grand Duke said next made Thales stunned.
"You don't know how much they-those guys want your life," Perfit endured the severe pain in his arm and gasped: "I figured out their purpose when I hired them...that's not the case.
Just for money..."
Thales felt his breathing quicken.
Just listen to the young Grand Duke continue:
"They dream of killing all of your Bright Star family and taking over the Fuxing Palace!"
"They are wanted criminals who are wanted by everyone in the Stars. Of course, there is no way to kill them... But here, in Exeter..."
"When they accepted my money, there was no reaction at all," Perfet's eyes were blazing: "But those killers, when they heard that the target was you, the heir to the Brilliant Star Royal Family..."
"The expression on the face, how excited..."
"What?"
"What killer?" Thales looked at him blankly, and it took a few seconds to realize: "Who are they?"
"Who else!" Perfet shouted with joy on his face: "Of course it's those sneaky assassins! Those dark assassins! It was they who infiltrated Lombard's army and used his magic gun troops to attack the fortress.
I will assassinate you!"
"He is your bright star's biggest enemy!"
Thales looked at him in disbelief.
Bright Star, the biggest enemy?
The next moment, Perfit laughed wildly and called out a name that made everyone frown: