That laughter was like a person covering his mouth, suppressing his laughter in the crowd, and snickering desperately.
The embarrassed Grand Duchess was suddenly stunned.
who is it?
The people in the North, who were already impatient in the unspeakable contradiction, turned their heads one after another, looking for the source of laughter.
They quickly found their target.
Not far from Viscount Ian, I saw a young man sitting on a chair with his arms on his knees and his chin, looking at the people and things in the hall with interest and chuckling.
Many people saw his appearance clearly.
Many people's expressions changed when they saw the emblem on his robe clearly.
"People from the North?" The young man with the nine-pointed star emblem smiled and said from time to time, imitating the accent of the Grand Duchess: "'Are you coming? Are you coming?'..."
"Ha ha ha ha……"
With mocking eyes, he looked at the Northland men in the hall from a distance, tilting his head back with an expression that had nothing to do with him.
"Are you coming? Hahaha..."
The boy's cheerful laughter continued to spread.
It made many people's faces become extremely livid, and also attracted many hostile looks to me.
Even the Grand Duke's personal guards beside him looked at him with annoyance.
"Hold!"
"Damn it!"
From the corner of the hall, low curses from some vassals could be heard.
Ian stared blankly at the boy with the nine-pointed star, saw him laughing so hard, and saw the undisguised contempt on his face.
It seemed like he didn't react.
The Grand Duchess also stared blankly at the boy who was laughing at her, unconsciously retracted the arm holding the ring, and subconsciously put it against her chest.
His expression was blank, like a helpless lost person.
Finally, a heavy muffled sound boomed.
"Boom!"
Like a heavy hammer, it shattered the oppressive atmosphere.
A majestic roar exploded on the ground:
"enough!"
Thales' laughter stopped.
The hall suddenly became silent.
Everyone turned their eyes in the direction of the Grand Duke, and then they were all startled.
It's him.
Thales calmed down his muscles that were stiff from laughter, and his heart moved.
The one who interrupted was the one-armed Earl who had always been taciturn among the six earls.
I remember his name seems to be...
The one-armed Earl raised his head, his eyes were cold, and his body exuded the bravery of a battle-hardened warrior.
He turned to the Grand Duchess on the steps.
"Madam, I don't know you well," the one-armed earl said softly, with a cold tone in his tone: "Offensively speaking, no matter when I saw you six years ago or when I came to attend the political hearing today, I still don't understand you.
Didn’t have high expectations.”
His words spread on both sides of the hall, containing a kind of majesty that made people look at him with suspicion.
"King Nun is dead, and we will have to rely on a little girl from now on? Humph!"
Thelma's expression froze.
The one-armed Earl's eyes were fixed on the Grand Duchess, without paying any attention to the eyes of Earl Hester beside him.
But just a few seconds later, he spoke again:
"But I still remember the day we boarded the Castle of Freedom."
"I led the vanguard and rushed to the front line against the pouring fire oil. I lost an arm because of this." The one-armed earl raised his only half of his left upper arm, and his eyes were deep as he sank.
Tone: "But in return, the warriors of the Kierkegaard family were one step ahead of Prince Suril's white-blade guards, and were the first to plant the red dragon flag on a black background on the top of the city of Liberty Castle."
Thelma was slightly startled.
Fort Liberty? That’s…
"Twenty years have passed, and my broken arm still hurts." The one-armed Earl suddenly turned his head and looked at the vassals in the audience: "But I have never regretted it."
Beside him, Earl Hester opened his mouth in surprise.
"Six years," the one-armed earl's voice made many people straighten up: "Perhaps many of us have forgotten: we are nobles and vassals, but we are also northerners."
"We are far from sinking...to what we once hated most."
The other five earls frowned.
Thales looked at the count, listened to what he meant, and smiled.
"In honor of the Kierkegaard family."
"Since you have given the order, madam," the one-armed Earl turned to the Grand Duchess coldly, his steely sonorous voice hitting everyone's heart like a heavy hammer: "Then we will respond!"
Thelma was shocked!
Count Kierkegaard's expression was cold, but he raised his remaining right arm without hesitation: "I promise that every man of the right age in Shou County and Origami County will take up arms for the glory of your family and for Longxiao.
The dignity of the city, for your late grandfather..."
"Moreover, for the sake of the Grand Duke of Longxiao City, we are sending troops to the west!"
The only sound left in the hall was the breathing of the vassals.
Boom!
The count's right arm struck hard against his chest!
"Northlander, Karn Kierkegaard," the resolute voice of the one-armed Earl blasted out of thin air: "Fight for you!"
The final sound echoed between the stone walls and shook the hall.
The other five earls seemed to have not yet reacted, and the other vassals were also talking about it.
But Thelma stared blankly at the one-armed earl, her eyes gradually becoming alive again.
he……
he……
"Count Kierkegaard," Selma couldn't hide the excitement in her eyes and stammered: "I..."
But she was quickly interrupted.
"Sorry, ma'am." Before Kierkegaard's surprise had dissipated, another hesitant male voice spoke.
"Please understand, Earls, I hope you can marry into our local families," the golden-bearded Earl Hester sighed: "That's because... because we are the ones who truly stand with you.
"
Hester, who was in his thirties and was the youngest among the earls, raised his eyes and looked at Thelma sincerely and slightly painfully, and looked at the Grand Duchess who pressed the ring tightly on her chest: "Dragon Sky City's
People are the ones who really... care about you."
Thelma moved slightly.
"Madam, I also want you to know," Hester looked at his lady with a complex expression: "The people who can win glory for you are definitely not just outsiders from Qiyuan City."
Thelma was so surprised that she hesitated and said: "Hester..."
Boom!
Hester didn't wait for her to say anything, but he banged his chest with determination!
"Everyone in Iron County will respond to your call," Earl Hester said loudly with a serious expression: "Your Excellency, the Grand Duchess, the Hearst family will fight for you!"
Thelma stared blankly at the second count who spoke.
After a few seconds, she came back to her senses.
"Thank you, Earl Hester," Thelma tried her best to cover up her excitement: "I will keep it in mind."
Hester did not speak, he just bowed deeply with a determined expression.
Earl Curtson on the side coughed slightly.
"What you said makes sense, madam: the honor and victory of Longxiao City can only be maintained and won by us personally."
Earl Curterson stared at Ian with disdain: "So, let this self-righteous clown from Qiyuan City go to hell."
He sneered lightly: "Prepare the place and supply us, Longxiao City is going to rescue you, no matter what the hell you are willing to do or not."
Ian blinked, showing a helpless and embarrassed expression.
Cotson turned his head and looked at Thelma expressionlessly.
"So, Fierenborg will go out to fight as ordered," Count Curterson said in a calm voice, but without any delay: "Fight for you, madam."
Thelma calmed down, she smiled and nodded gently: "Earl Curterson."
Thales looked at Selma from a distance and exhaled.
If you say so.
Accident……
It's almost been ruled out.
"Huh," Count Linna intervened, his words as ugly and harsh as ever: "You know, madam, there is no need to make the atmosphere so solemn and solemn. It feels like we are going to hold a funeral for you in the next second.