Thelma's breathing became faster and faster, and she shook her head subconsciously: "But, Earl, no..."
But her hesitation only lasted a few seconds before the Grand Duchess raised her head again and firmed up her tone.
"Count Nazaire, you don't understand." Her words were a little incoherent, but the tough attitude contained in them made Lisban frown: "Back then, without the help of Prince Thales, there would be no me, and there would be no Longxiao City today.
!”
Thales was shocked!
After saying this, the whole hall seemed to turn cold instantly.
Earl Lisban sighed heavily, and Nazaire's expression was extremely ugly.
The other earls were no less generous.
More and more Northlanders are turning to Thales again.
It's just that the eyes focused on him are getting worse and worse.
"Silly girl," Ian held his forehead in annoyance, poked Thales, and whispered: "Yeah, maybe she can protect you from the disaster of war..."
"But if you have to sacrifice your prestige and power for this and lose the support of the entire Longxiao City..."
"Then what's the point of everything we do today?"
Thales didn't answer. He just pushed all the unnecessary emotions out of his mind and looked at the Grand Duchess quietly who refused to give in.
"Madam, Ms. Thelma Walton, you said..."
Old Count Nazaire called her by her full name and narrowed his eyes: "Without him, we wouldn't be where we are today?"
Nazer repeated Thelma's words softly.
Thelma took a deep breath and turned pale: "Yes, you may not know, but Charles knows it very well..."
But the next moment, Count Nazer opened his eyes wide and suddenly raised his voice:
"indeed!"
The loud voice shook the hall, and the old count stood up from his seat!
The vassals were all moved.
Thelma was stunned by the sudden outburst of the count.
Nazer's expression was tense and his words were stern, making people forget his age: "Do you think we don't know?"
"Six years ago, from the conspiracy of Grand Duke Perfit, to the disaster entering the city, to the death of King Nunn and the coronation of King Charmaine..."
"Yes, I know what role those despicable Star People played in that tragedy!"
Discussions resounded in the Hall of Heroes again.
Thelma looked at the other party blankly: "Count Nazaire..."
Count Nazer looked at Selma coldly, and then looked at Thales: "Ms. Cassan explained very clearly: What followed this Prince of the Stars was the disaster that caused Longxiao City to collapse! It was
We are in such a state of desolation today!”
Lisban was about to say something to calm his cheeks, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but be startled.
"Kashan..." The regent sighed: "It seems that you don't despise the hand extended by the Black Sand Leader like you said."
"Old boy."
Nazer snorted coldly.
The old earl cast a sharp look that was incompatible with his age, sending chills into the hearts of those who came into contact with him.
"It has been six years, and the disasters caused by this ominous prince have never stopped," Nazer walked slowly and said to the slightly flustered Grand Duke:
"As a so-called hostage, he is not allowed to move lightly, cannot be used, and cannot be harmed. Yet he is still in the Palace of Heroes, eating and living with you!"
Thelma was speechless.
"But those are not important anymore. I don't care how many pieces the prince will be chopped into."
"Because what I can't stand the most is not the unpleasant rumors or the prince's bad deeds in Longxiao City," Nazer looked sharply at the Grand Duchess, then at Thales, with an extremely serious expression:
"But what I saw today: You, the majestic Grand Duke of Longxiao City, actually allowed him to influence your decision-making so easily, and allowed him to be so deeply involved in the internal affairs of Longxiao City?"
In the hall, the rustling chatter of the vassals sounded again.
Many people's eyes turned to Thales again.
The prince just lowered his head gently, ignoring Ian's whispered complaints next to him.
"This makes me very uncomfortable. Not even Lisban's dictatorship has made me so angry."
Lisban looked at his old friend with a livid face.
"I hate to say this, but..." Nazer gritted his teeth, and there was a sense of resentment in his words that was not there before: "Longxiao City has suffered enough."
"Whether it was the disaster back then or the current predicament."
"Whether it's the Black Sand Leader or the Star People."
"Whether it's by your side or far away on the battlefield of the Freedom Alliance."
Thelma looked at him blankly, not knowing how to answer.
Approval echoed in the hall, and pairs of eyes were cast towards him, full of hostility towards Thales.
Curterson and Count Linna looked at each other, Hearst and Count Kierkegaard lowered their heads and said nothing, and Regent Lisban frowned.
After a long silence, Nazer coughed heavily several times.
"Sorry, I overstepped my bounds."
Nazaire's voice lowered, and he seemed to have regained the appearance of the old count.
"But if you are still so naive," he shook his head, his eyes sad: "Especially when Xingchen is involved, please forgive me for reconsidering the decision to send troops. Maybe Longxiao City should stay away from these things, even if there is
Damage your reputation."
"Please understand: We are here in response to the call, not to satisfy a child's willfulness to protect his childhood friends."
These merciless words instantly sent the entire hall into a cold winter.
Earl Lisban clenched his fists tightly and looked at the Grand Duchess hesitantly.
Earl Hester hesitated to speak, but in the end he could not say anything.
Count Linna and Curtson exchanged a look with unclear meaning.
The breathing of the vassals slowly became disordered.
"Please make a decision as a wise grand duke should make." Nazer said calmly and sat down again.
No one spoke.
Everyone is waiting for the girl sitting at the highest point of the Hall of Heroes, perhaps the highest point of Longxiao City.
Thelma trembled slightly and looked at Nazaire in disbelief.
No.
She was struggling internally, and her eyes slowly turned red.
"Naive? Willful?" She murmured:
"Protecting a childhood friend?"
She raised her arms as if she wanted to grab something, but in the end she could only rest them weakly on the seat.
The girl looked at Thales with sad eyes.
But Thales didn't respond to her.
After a few seconds, she turned her eyes back to Nazaire, looking at the count's sad and unhappy expression.
"The decision a wise prince should make?"
Her expression slowly turned angry.
"To put it simply, Count Nazaire," the girl's breathing gradually quickened: "You are not there, Nazaire."
Count Nazaire's face showed confusion.
Selma took a deep breath.
"Six years ago, when the disaster happened."
"You're not there."
She said with difficulty.
Count Nazaire frowned as he listened to the Grand Duchess's words.
Beside the prince, His Excellency the Viscount of Qiyuan City pulled his sleeves angrily: "Did you see her expression?"
"I don't feel good about it."
Thales nodded expressionlessly.
He suddenly had a premonition that Selma was going to say something.
An inexplicable emotion broke through the blockade of Prison River Sin and surged into my heart.
"Madam," Count Nazaire sighed: "You are now..."
"King Nun!"
Thelma raised her head and interrupted him loudly: "When King Nun died unfortunately."
This name made many vassals feel nervous.
Many people thought of His Majesty and lowered their heads.
"That bloody disaster, when the shield zone was..."
"When the Sky Queen comes."
"You were not there during those times."
Thelma slowly curved her mouth with a sad expression.
more than.
Also, when King Nun took Alex...
When he put that ring on my hand
When I was captured by that monster.
When Rumba appeared and surrounded us.
The vassals looked at the girl's appearance, doubts and confusion slowly creeping into their hearts.
"Miss?"
Lisban coughed and reminded softly: "Maybe you should think twice..."
But Selma paid no attention to what he was saying.
how do you know.
How can you know?
"So, you don't know."
The girl gritted her teeth and said, "At that time, at that time..."
The one who was really by my side at that time...
"It was him who saved my life."
It also gave me a different life.
At this time, Thales, who was at the center of the storm, slowly curled his lips.
The words of the girl and Nazer reminded him of what happened back then.
Those...things he would never forget.
He watched the Grand Duchess struggling and hesitating from a distance, and sighed softly.
Thelma held her head high and held her arms on the chair, the anger in her eyes slowly turning into relief.
The expression on his face also changed from the initial anger to indifference.
"Nazir," she said calmly: "Do you think Longxiao City lacks a real Grand Duke?"
Nazer's eyes were solemn, and he subconsciously felt something was wrong.
"Do you think it's inappropriate for us to send troops against a female Grand Duke?"
Lisban's breathing became faster and faster, and he looked at the Grand Duchess in surprise.
Thelma took a breath and said coldly: "Okay, I can do what you said..."
"In the vassal family, choose a husband and give birth to an heir. Even if you get married tomorrow, it will be no problem if it can earn your expedition and your cooperation."
"Then I'll do it."
The Grand Duchess showed a sad smile. She breathed a sigh of relief, as if she had just put down a burden.
The earls were all moved, and the earl of Lisban was even more furious!
What?
It was as if boiling water had been poured into the hall, and the officials suddenly exclaimed!
"What are you doing?" Ian didn't seem to react. He pulled Thales blankly: "She, she, she..."
However, amidst the surprise and shock, Thales remained calm.
He just looked at the girl quietly.
That little naughty guy.
It's like nothing ever happened.
"But Thales, he is my friend through thick and thin."
Thelma's cold and arrogant voice was like a bright light in the dark night, ignoring all interference and spreading clearly in the noisy waves:
"As long as he is in Longxiao City, he will not be harmed!"
"I will not treat him as a expendable pawn and send him to the front line just because I am afraid of Xingchen."
She glanced at Curtson and Earl Linna warningly, and the two Earls looked away unnaturally.
Monty, the Death Crow who was watching, had a serious face, but there was something else in his eyes as he looked at the Grand Duchess.
"This is my promise, and it is also the kindness I owe him," Thelma glanced at Thales, with unspeakable emotions hidden in her eyes:
"A kindness worth repaying in a lifetime."
The discussions among the ministers became louder and louder, the faces of the earls turned pale in unison, and Earl Hester even turned his head angrily.
Thales looked back at her silently.
A second later, the prince showed a faint smile.
The same smile as before.
Completely ignoring the glare from Nicolai beside the Grand Duchess.
Thelma seemed to be encouraged, her expression became vivid.
The Grand Duchess raised her head proudly and looked at the entire hall:
"Everyone, how is this deal?"
Count Nazaire looked at her blankly, seemingly shocked by the girl's determination, and was speechless for a long time.
"Miss!"
Unable to bear it any longer, Earl Lisban shouted loudly: "Enough of your willfulness!"
"Do you know what you're talking about?"
Thelma slowly turned her head and looked at the regent who had been caring for her for more than six years.
"She is losing this game, losing the bargaining chip of being a Grand Duchess," Ian looked at His Highness the Prince with a complicated expression in the audience, and his voice was full of sadness: "Let all our efforts for her be in vain."
"Just to protect you?"
I really don't understand.
Ian snorted coldly.
Thales was slightly shocked, and he slowly turned his head.
"No."
Thales spoke coldly and interrupted Ian: "She didn't lose."
Facing Ian's doubtful eyes, Thales took a deep breath, pulled his collar, and brushed the nine-pointed star logo.
Can't lose either.
At the same time, everyone was either shocked or angrily waiting for the Grand Duchess's response.
That important decision that may determine the future politics of Longxiao City.
The young lady's hands were shaking more and more violently, but her eyes became more and more determined.
"Of course I know what I'm talking about, Charles, thank you."
Thelma said coldly: "But I am a Northerner, and Northerners are never ungrateful."
"Even if it costs my life."
At that moment, all the people in the North stared at their lord, but everyone had a solemn expression.
In the corner, Thales pressed his hand on his abdominal pocket.
Hidden there is a pair of ancient black-rimmed glasses.
The prince looked at the stone carving of Dragon Spear in the Cloud at the top of the hall with a determined expression.
"At least, with me here, she won't lose." He said calmly to Ian beside him.
Ian was stunned.
"What's the meaning?"
Ian figured something out and became nervous: "Tiles, what are you going to do?"
Thales gently raised the corners of his mouth and smiled.
"Like I said," Thales seemed to be feeling a little emotional. He chuckled and said, "Backhand."
In the field, the Grand Duchess looked at Count Nazaire coldly, and opened her mouth gently: "Instead of sitting in this position feeling guilty in the future, think about today..."
However, just before Thelma finished speaking,
"Hahahahaha!"
A laugh that did not conceal its volume rang out out of thin air in the Hall of Heroes.
Interrupting the emotional words of the Grand Duchess.
It also broke the solemn atmosphere.
Thelma, who was about to speak, was suddenly stunned.
"Hahahahaha"
The laughter continued.
Many vassals were also astonished: Lisban frowned, Nazer turned back in surprise, and more nobles turned their eyes unhappily, looking for that idiot who had no respect and ignored the occasion.
"Hahahahaha"
The laughter came back and forth, echoing unbridled.
It seems like something really funny happened.
Thelma and the other vassals frowned and looked in the direction where the laughter came from.
The Grand Duchess was stunned.
Others, including Ian, were also stunned.
They looked at the man who kept laughing in disbelief.
No one in Longxiao City reacted, and the laughter continued for a long time.
The laughter still continues.
"Hahahahaha"
Until the captain of the Grand Duke's personal guard, Nikolai the Fallen Star, who was responsible for maintaining order, shouted angrily:
"Shut up!"
The Fallen Star's roar drowned out the laughter and echoed in the hall.
Finally, His Highness Thales Brightstar, the second prince of the Kingdom of Stars, who was laughing heartily and leaning back and forth, stopped laughing.
He slowly raised his head back.
Thales didn't care at all about the angry gazes of others, and straightened up from the back of the chair comfortably and leisurely.
As if this was just an outing.
In the eyes of the Northlanders in the hall, this young man was squinting his eyes, using the most disdainful expression, and glaring coldly at everyone who was staring at him.
"Little prince," Meteorite said angrily: "Shut up, or I'll have someone 'invite' you out now!"
"Stop it, Meteorite, haven't you seen it yet," Thales snorted coldly and glanced at Ian who was trying to hold him back, "In this hall, your roar is as prestigious as the Grand Duchess's.
:It’s useless.”
Nicolai was suffocated, and then showed an angry expression.
Thales seemed to be amused by himself. He stood up slowly and laughed again: "Hahahaha..."
Although his shoulders could not help shaking, there was no smile in his eyes, and they were even cold.
Thelma stared blankly at Thales who was acting strangely, not knowing why.
No one in the North seemed to appreciate the prince's sense of humor.
They looked at the presumptuous prince in tacit understanding, with evil intentions in their eyes, and the sounds of clattering fists and gnashing of teeth could not be heard.
"We are discussing how to save or take your life."
"And you think that's funny, don't you?"
Earl Curtson turned his gaze sideways and stared at Thales coldly: "Imperial man?"
Hearing this, Thales not only did not stop laughing, but laughed even louder: "Hahahahaha"
Amid the prince's laughter, the expressions of the people in the North became increasingly ugly.
"Have you heard that story?"
Thales, who was laughing so hard that he couldn't stand up straight, waved his hands and finally managed to say something smooth:
"A fisherman and a woodcutter were sitting under a tree having lunch... The family was poor and they had never tasted beef, so..."
"So they thought of a way...imagine the black bread on their hands as beef...hahaha..."
Thales laughed so hard that his face was distorted. He covered his abdomen and said with a smile: "Then...then they were discussing: Hey, look at this piece of beef in my hand, should I bite it horizontally or vertically?"
Just biting it..."
His words echoed throughout the hall with laughter, and also aroused the Northlanders' increasingly irrepressible anger.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Count Lisban and Count Nazaire looked at each other in surprise, tacitly confirming that this was not the other's method.
Thelma stared blankly at Thales who walked out of his seat, speechless.
Earl Curterson couldn't bear it anymore. He gritted his teeth and glared at Thales:
"What the hell are you talking about?"
Thales stopped laughing, exhaled, and shook his head: "Don't you understand?"
The prince walked to the center of the hall and looked around with disdain at the vassals in front of everyone: "Looking at a group of self-righteous guys talking self-righteously about fantasies that they can't achieve at all."