These words were like eternal oil splashed by sparks, causing an uproar in the hall!
The vassals all looked angry.
"What the fuck..."
"Fuck him..."
"guard!"
But before the vassals could vent their anger, Thales spoke again, and his voice echoed throughout the hall.
"You know, sometimes I miss Nun very much," the prince sighed, but there was no respect in his words: "I want to say to him: Look, the majestic Dragon Sky City, this is what you have left.
."
"Your poor inheritance, Nunn," Thales turned around, looked up at the stone carvings above his head, opened his arms to the nobles on both sides, and shook his head seemingly sadly: "They are just a group of old antiques with Jianghua thinking.
, guarding a useless and cowardly little girl, fighting endlessly for the few bones in Longxiao City."
"I've heard it for so long and I've had enough."
His face turned cold and he said coldly and contemptuously: "As Nun's surviving ministers, you are really miserable."
boom!
"Insulting the late king?"
Count Kierkegaard slammed the seat coldly: "You will regret these words."
"I swear."
Thales shook his head disdainfully and did not respond at all.
"Wow," Ian stared at Thales dumbfounded in his seat: "I thought I was going too far."
"If this is your plan, ma'am, then it's best to stop him before something happens," Nicolai's already pale face was now full of unexpected anger, and he whispered beside the Grand Duchess.
: "This is too much. If this continues, no one can save him in front of the angry Northlanders."
"Even with his father and the protection of the Star Kingdom."
But Thelma just looked at the prince blankly and didn't reply.
Thales...
you you?
Thales took two more steps and passed Monty.
The Dead Crow responded with a faint sneer, with evil intentions in his eyes.
"Enough! Prince Thales," Earl Hester shouted angrily: "The lady tried to save your life, but you"
"Oh, talk about that!"
Thales raised his voice, as if he suddenly realized something, and he turned to the Earl with the golden beard as if he was at ease.
"Save my life? Ha!" He shook his head with a look of absurdity and disdain, and clicked his tongue at the Grand Duchess on his seat.
"I know this: it's not safe at all to bet your chips on the so-called Grand Duchess."
He shook his head and sighed in frustration: "I advise you not to do this."
"As I thought: she is too weak and too stupid," Thales shrugged: "So much so that she can't even make a puppet, let alone protect me."
The prince snorted: "Stupid little ladies."
The Earl of Lisban looked at the prince in disbelief, feeling that he had never looked so strange, as if he was no longer the prince who had always been law-abiding.
Thelma's expression changed. She looked at Thales at a loss, but she couldn't help but think of what the young man had said.
【Don't worry about others, don't pay attention to others, don't have the slightest hesitation or hesitation.】
【I'll take care of the rest.】
This is... how you solve your problem?
"How dare you insult our lady?"
Earl Hester clenched his fists, his face was distorted, and he expressed his anger word by word: "That's great, Prince Thales, Your Highness, as a star person, you are really talented."
"Then let's see how long you can last."
Thales blinked.
"People in the North have said this to me more than once," the second prince exhaled, seeming helpless: "As a result, six years have passed, and my head is still on my neck."
Earl Hester shouted angrily like a wild beast whose territory had been violated!
The people in the North burst out with deafening curses, and the Grand Duke's personal guards even held down two vassals who couldn't help but move forward.
"This is really interesting," Count Linna looked at Thales coldly: "Madam, it seems that your judgment of people is biased."
Selma became quiet at this time.
She looked at Thales sadly.
But he could only get a false emotion from the prince's eyes.
Thales...
What exactly are you going to do?
"Yes!"
"The Freedom Alliance is our handiwork and the stars' premeditation," Thales took a deep breath, turned to the Northlanders in the hall, and shouted, adding fuel to the fire: "And what can you do? Northlanders
?Longxiao City?”
"Convene endless political meetings and quarrel in the castle? Then use pretentious rhetoric to boast of achievements that are not yours to cover up your incompetence and stupidity?"
"Enough is enough," he sneered, "as if you have really made much contribution to Longxiao City."
Countless angry shouts rang out in the air, bringing enthusiastic suggestions such as "Kill him" from the enthusiastic people in the North.
Count Nazaire frowned at Thales and said to Lisban opposite: What's going on?
But the regent just shook his head.
He doesn't know either.
"And what makes me most unhappy..."
"One thing, your Grand Duchess is right," Thales sighed and his face turned cold:
"Six years ago, if it weren't for me, your Longxiao City would have ceased to exist!"
"It's your turn to shout and discuss how to deal with me?" Thales turned around in a circle, took in every pair of eyes, laughed, raised his voice, and covered the Northland.
People scolded: "As if you can really do it!"
The noise in the hall became louder and louder.
"Now, if I say again: chop off one of his hands," Count Linner said coldly and loudly: "Is there anyone who objects?"
There was an overwhelming roar of anger and approval in the hall.
Thales laughed indifferently.
He turned around, faced the speechless Grand Duchess, and opened his arms:
"come!"
He seemed like a warrior who risked everything, smiling contentedly on the battlefield: "Everyone from Longxiao City, the second prince of the stars, Thales Bright Star, is here now!"
"Just take me as a hostage," the young man shouted, "Chop off my hands or my feet, it's up to you!"
Three of the Grand Duke's personal guards held down the fifth vassal, Earl Hudson, who was about to charge forward.
Thales can no longer remember whether he is Mu Xuehe or Hudson from Spear City.
But it doesn't matter.
Thales looked coldly at the angry Northlanders.
It's almost time.
Ian looked at Thales in the field and frowned tightly: What exactly do you want to do?
This is Longxiao City, and you are facing people from the North.
If this continues, even if you want to be sent to Qiyuan City safely, it will be impossible!
Thelma looked sadly at Thales, who seemed to be challenging all the powerful people in Longxiao City.
Yes.
at this time……
There is no one...
Let’s talk about marriage again, then bring up the conquest, and then mention the qualifications of a Grand Duchess.
But.
But you...
Thales!
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a sore nose.
Thales' roar sounded again.
"But you have to remember!"
Thales waved his arms, glared at every Northlander who was gnashing his teeth, raised his head and shouted angrily: "On that day in the future..."
"The day when I put on the crown of nine stars and received the staff of stars."
"Every debt will be settled, every hatred will be washed away!"
His words were like a bucket of cold water, and the angry shouts in the hall were immediately stopped.
"In the name of the shining star."
"This is a promise from the Kingdom of Stars, the heir to the throne," Thales took advantage of the silence, lowered his volume, soothed his voice that was about to become hoarse, and said coldly:
"Remember, every one of you."
"Remember, Exeter."
He coldly glanced at the vassals in the hall and found that the temporary anger in their eyes had slowly subsided and turned into hatred that would not go away for years.
"Boy," Earl Curtson gritted his teeth hard, as if he wanted to chew Thales into pieces:
"Do you think the Northlanders will be afraid of your threat?"
Thales turned around like a thorn and met his eyes: "Isn't it?"
"Look at how scared you are when you face the stars."
The prince smiled sadly and said: "The once majestic and famous Longxiao City has now..."
"We can only rely on hostages to fight the war."
The angry shouts that had subsided in the hall started again, one after another.
In addition to the surprised Lisban and the frowning Nazer, even the other four earls showed their anger.
"I very much doubt whether you will survive until the day of your coronation," Count Kierkegaard squeezed his remaining fist and said expressionlessly: "If it weren't for the restraint of the Grand Duke's personal guards, you would be torn into pieces now.
It’s in pieces!”
Thales laughed: "So I said, you are a bunch of idiots."
The second prince of the stars sighed indifferently:
"It doesn't matter whether I'm crowned or not."
“Because there’s always someone to be crowned!”
He narrowed his eyes and looked at the earls fearlessly: "When it comes to how to deal with my problem, you have never faced me, but"
The prince spoke slowly and ended his words: "The entire Kingdom of Stars!"
Thales finished speaking calmly and was greeted by another wave of angry protests.
But he didn't realize it.
At this moment, when the focus was on Thales, a servant hurriedly came up against the wall, came behind Regent Lisban, and leaned close to his ear.
Some people noticed this, but their attention was immediately attracted by Thales and they turned their eyes again.
But Lisban's expression changed, and he lowered his voice and said: "What? Now? He is here..."
The servant nodded.
After Lisban asked a few more questions, his expression became worse and worse.
Count Nazaire noticed the expression of his old friend, and he immediately cast a questioning look.
To his surprise, the usually steady old Lisban now looked downcast and panicked. He shook his head at the confused Nazer.
Lisban took a deep breath, looked at Thales in disbelief, and smiled bitterly.
Is that so?
Prince Thales.
I see.
A second later, Lisban waved his hand feebly as if he had given up on something.
The servant left, and the confrontation continued.
"We, the Kingdom of Exeter, are not afraid of any opponent."
Count Linner said coldly: "Because of your stupid move, boy, your fate today has been determined."
"And it will be the same in the future: Do you think that maybe you are lucky enough to be able to sit back and relax after returning to the city wall built by the stars in the future?"
"Perhaps you have forgotten that eighteen years ago, we took you..."
Thales interrupted him mercilessly.
"Oh, you are not qualified to represent Exeter."
"Don't think 'Exter' 'Exter' 'we us' every day," Thales chuckled: "And don't think too highly of yourself: in such a big country, not everyone is qualified.
To represent.”
Count Linner's eyes became more and more vicious: "I will remember your words, and the debts caused by the Freedom Alliance with Xingchen will be placed on your head."
But Thales was unfazed, as if this was just a walk in the backyard.
"Forget it, in front of me, it's not the turn of someone of your rank to say harsh words."
He shook his head contemptuously: "Count Linna, if you want to threaten the next supreme king of the Star Kingdom, your level is too low."
"The vassals of the vassals of the king of a country."
Lin Na's face suddenly turned livid.
At this moment.
boom!
The main door of the hall was suddenly opened.
A heavy and rich voice sounded in a low voice:
"I seem to hear someone saying that not everyone has the right to represent Exeter?"
"You want to talk to a certain king's heir, but the level of earl is not high enough?"
The quarrel in the hall stopped, and most people stared blankly at the door, not understanding what was happening.
Puff puff.
Footsteps sounded.
Under everyone's doubts, a middle-aged nobleman with a frosty face, accompanied by several angry-looking guards of the Grand Duke, stepped into the Hall of Heroes as if there was no one else around.
The visitor stopped and stood leisurely in the center of the hall, looking around calmly.
He spoke softly, but there seemed to be a deep chill in his words: "What about me?"
"How about a king?"
There was a moment of silence in the hall.
Selma, Lisbane, Nazer, Nicolai, Kierkegaard, Hester, Linna, Curtson, Lord Justin, even Monty and many vassals...
From the Grand Duchess to the vassals, and even to the personal guards and envoys from Qiyuan City, Lisban froze in an instant, with a look of exhaustion and sadness on his face.
It was as if time in the hall had stopped at this moment and was no longer moving forward.
Their expressions were exactly the same, they all stared blankly at the middle-aged nobleman who had just walked in.
It was like he could never appear, a dead man crawling out of the grave.
Only Thales looked at the middle-aged nobleman calmly, without being alarmed or agitated.
Under countless strange or shocked looks, the middle-aged nobleman raised his head.
The dark golden crown on his forehead shines brightly, with a dark red gemstone inlaid in the middle.
After seeing the gem clearly, many people gasped.
The next second, His Majesty Charman I, the 46th co-king of the Kingdom of Exeter and the Grand Duke of the Black Sand Territory, glanced at everyone in the hall expressionlessly and said softly: