He looked at King Kessel's face and discovered for the first time that this resolute and cold face also had different emotions.
Is it.
His...father.
"No, Your Majesty."
Thinking of this, Thales said calmly:
"What I want to ask for is indeed the same conditions as before."
But he changed the subject.
"But it's not for the so-called 'moderate', the so-called 'compromise', the so-called 'gradual progress'," Thales' face darkened:
"At least not this time."
King Kessel's knife cut the next piece of food and made a crisp sound on the dinner plate.
"What's that for?"
The king mocked:
"Did this dinner really change you?"
Thales looked at the other person silently. At that moment, he was filled with emotions.
"Don't you understand yet, Your Majesty?"
The prince lowered his head, picked up his spoon, and sighed:
"You can't beat them."
"You can't do it on your own."
Thales stared at his spoon steadily, watching it dig out a piece of food:
"you need me."
you need me.
King Kessel was silent for a long time:
"Isn't it too late to seek peace now?"
Hearing this, Thales couldn't help but smile, but his smile was a little bitter.
"Seek peace?"
"Who said I asked for peace?"
Thales raised his head, his face getting colder:
"I'm here to declare war on you, Your Majesty."
At that moment, the king's knife hit the dinner plate firmly.
Kessel slowly raised his head and looked at his son:
"What?"
Thales' face was gloomy and his tone was solemn:
"From today on, Your Majesty, I will give you an unprecedented weapon."
"Really help you succeed."
Across the table, King Kessel stared at him coldly with an unkind expression.
"Emore's bargaining chip is no longer in your hands."
Thales shook his head.
"No, not the orphan girl of the Emory family," the prince said nonchalantly:
"That's just an added bonus at most."
"Additional head?"
Thales nodded:
"Yes, just like the 'Sand King', it is just the beginning. It is a carriage that had a rough start and deviated from the road, but was finally pulled back to the right path by us."
King Kessel did not speak, he knew that Thales' words were more than that.
Sure enough, the next second, Thales's face turned serious:
"In order to defeat them and defeat your slippery and elusive opponents, Your Majesty, you must change your strategy. You can no longer rely on your strength to run rampant, you can no longer be so strong and aggressive, you can no longer dance your sword aimlessly, and you can no longer move your sword aimlessly.
Everyone is on guard and terrified every night.”
Thales said in a low voice:
"You need them to step out, stand up, show up."
"You need them to slack off, for them to be careless, for them to make mistakes."
"You need to understand them, control them, and numb them."
At that moment, the king's expression changed slightly.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Thales's attitude was frank and generous, as if this was the most logical and natural thing to do.
"In the Kingdom of Stars, in this endgame left by the wise king, the situation is so clear that there is no way out, what you really need, what you lack..."
The next second, Thales looked sharp and his voice suddenly turned cold:
"It's a rival."
"An opponent who is strong enough to stand up to you."
At that moment, Kessel V’s eyes suddenly expanded!
Thales looked at each other from a distance and felt a strange sense of calmness and relief.
That's right.
A sword from ancient times cannot escape its sheath.
What he wants to become is not a sword.
But the scabbard.
"And this opponent must be like you, strong enough and noble enough to call on the heroes to shake the kingdom. With his existence..."
Thales did not continue, but glanced tentatively at King Kessel.
For the first time, the iron-fisted king spoke impartially and responded in a deep voice:
"I am listening."
Thales sighed in his heart.
He found it.
Reach the enemy, detect the enemy, and respond to the enemy.
In this hurried and difficult battle with King Kessel.
He charged, fell, resisted, was defeated again and again, and got up again and again...
Finally, we came to the last step.
The sin of the river of hell flowed crazily in his body, and finally left with satisfaction.
The next second, Thales suddenly raised his head!
"Theoretically, this is the only way."
"With him, you can mislead your enemies: the Iron-fisted King is not invincible, unstoppable, or a destined natural enemy."
"With him, you can confuse your enemies: Fuxing Palace is not monolithic, it does not have gaps to exploit, and it does not have no weaknesses."
King Kessel's expression was solemn, and he no longer had the previous disdain or indifference.
Thales continued quietly:
"With him, you can weaken your enemies: in the false hope, they lose their vigilance, and they die in peace and contentment."
"With him, you can target your enemies: the anti-king flag is flying high, and everyone who gathers under it will be trapped and caught in one fell swoop."
"And he will give you unexpected and huge help, helping you see through them, disintegrate them, and ultimately - destroy them."
King Kessel put down his knife without knowing it.
At that moment, he looked at Thales with an extremely complicated expression.
I saw the king frowning:
"you……"
Thales didn't give him a chance to reply. He raised his voice and continued speaking on his own:
"In terms of profit, this is the only way."
"With him, your opponents will no longer hide and lurk, no longer scattered in all directions. They will be like a pack of wolves gathered together, like a herd of horses. From now on, they will become traceable, traceable, and tangible. You will
Clear the way for the chariot and point the way for the sword."
"Is there any battlefield more simple and easy to understand?"
King Kessel clenched his fists and began to struggle between his brows.
Thales's voice spread in the Ballard Room, causing the lights to sway and the light and shadow to go back and forth:
"With him, you have the most incomprehensible undercover agent. As the leader of the enemy army, he is deeply lurking in the enemy camp. No matter which chess player you face and what kind of game you experience, he is firmly in control.
The king of the other side has the enemy in the palm of your hand, allowing you to do whatever you want."
"Is there any chess game with a better chance of winning than this?"
At that moment, the king gritted his teeth and looked ferocious:
"you--"
"But in reality, this is also the only way!"
Thales stood up suddenly:
"Today, I have committed a treasonous act and forced the palace with my sword. I have acted in an unruly manner and almost committed rebellion!"
Thales looked down at the incredulous king across the long table. For the first time, he felt that the king was "hiding" behind the long table:
"At this moment, no matter how hard Ren Mi Ke tries to fix the leaks, the news has already spread throughout the royal capital and will soon sweep across the country."
"No matter how kind and filial we are in the future, there will always be people who remember the rift between the king and his heir, the confrontation between our monarch and his ministers, and try to take advantage of it and interfere with it."
Thales's voice dimmed:
"Our relationship has long been irreparable and irreparable."
"And all the efforts you have made for 'father is kind and son is filial' have been completely lost and meaningless."
King Kessel's expression changed several times. He stretched out his hand and clasped the table tightly.
"In that case," Thales said expressionlessly and in a cold tone:
"Why not make the most of it and take advantage of this."
“Why not go with the flow and hope to ride the waves?”
"Walking in the sea and making waves?"
The Iron Fist King breathed hard and bit out the words from between his teeth:
"you……"
"So, plan for the sake of reason, plan for profit, and plan for reality, Your Majesty."
Thales looked at him secretly, as if he was righteous and awe-inspiring, but also ruthless:
"I, Thales Bright Star..."
"I am destined to become your enemy."
The voice fell.
The atmosphere in the Ballard Room seemed to have returned to peace, and was extremely quiet and comfortable.
It's pleasant.
After several seconds, King Kessel recovered from the shock, and then asked him in disbelief:
"Do you know what you are talking about!"
Thales let out a sigh of relief.
strangeness.
He smiled slightly:
"Roughly the same."
"No."
The Iron Fist King interrupted him with suppressed anger:
"you do not know."
King Kessel took a deep breath and adjusted his breathing.
"Obviously, you want to break up with me, stand up against me with a clear-cut stand, stand up to the Supreme King, join that sinister and greedy camp, become brothers with the enemies of the kingdom, speak out for them, and become their banner and
hope?"
"Secretly, you want to make a contract and conspire with me, be my spy against your will, collude with the tyrant, destroy your previous position and foundation, sell your soul to the king, serve the king, and stab countless despicable and insidious plots.
A knife in the back?"
The Iron Fist King gritted his teeth, as if looking at the biggest bastard in the world:
"Do you know what this means?"
Why.
Why is he so surprised.
Wasn't this situation caused by him?
Looking at King Kessel's expression, Thales smiled.
It's strange that when this moment really comes, the emotions he thought he would feel: anger, grievance, dissatisfaction, sadness, sadness, loss...
All without a trace.
All he could feel was boundless silence.
"It's funny, I have a friend who taught me a lesson."
Thales smiled, thinking of his "old friends", and said fondly:
"Betrayal is the true meaning of alliance."
What's also strange is that, in addition to resentment and disdain, at this moment, he suddenly started to miss that ugly-faced woman.
It turns out that this is how she felt.
King Kessel's expression changed again.
But this time, he suppressed his excess emotions and tried his best to return to the calm and rational king he was before.
"Do you know the possible price and worst consequences of your proposal?"
The Iron Fist King's eyes were on fire:
"If you take this as an expedient to prevaricate me and hope that the two sides will sway, or even capriciously, and benefit from the middle, then you are totally wrong."
Thales pursed his lips and felt that the air in Ballard's room finally began to flow.
"You'd better understand." At this moment, the king was extremely serious, with a hint of threat in his words:
"This is not a chess game or a game."
"This is the real deal - war."
Thales' eyelids twitched.
"And anyone, no matter what his name is, how high his position is, how powerful he is, whether he is wise or brave, aggressive or gentle, if he is self-righteous, he dares to stand in the middle of the battlefield..."
At that moment, King Kessel was filled with murderous intent:
"They will all be shattered to pieces."
"Not to mention playing both sides."
"Benefited from."
At this second, Thales's heart felt empty.
That's right, the scabbard.
Thales said to himself silently:
Not only welcome the wind and frost outside the sheath.
It is also necessary to tolerate the sharpness in the sheath.
This is the way to deal with the iron-fisted king.
No matter how heavy the price is.
Hiding a Thousand Blades, does he call it evil?
The prince lowered his head and exhaled with difficulty.
"Yeah, I know."
When he looked up again, his eyes were serious:
"But as you said: I was born for the stars."
King Kessel's eyes narrowed.
"Compared to the vast stars and the towering kingdom," Thales said lightly: "Our father-son relationship, our grievances, our lives and our fortunes."
"It's not that important yet."
At that moment, King Kessel's expression changed. He struggled several times, but finally did not speak.
Looking at the other party's reaction, Thales smiled softly:
"Just like 500 years ago, King Climbing killed his son to sacrifice to the gods."
King Kessel was slightly startled.
Thales looked at the deep ceiling and sighed:
"Those who heard it only knew that this matter was against family ethics and was cruel and terrifying."
"Those who know and do it will know the pathos, heroism and generosity within."
Thinking of the story he had unearthed, Thales gradually fell into a trance:
"The 'Ascendant King' Elam I suffered from infamy and his prestige was completely destroyed."
"Heiman, the 'Alien' prince, bled and sacrificed his life."
"Brilliant Star joined forces, and the father and son conspired to arouse the blood of the kingdom, triggering an angry crusade from the subjects, and finally wielded power over the government and the public. The Sunset Temple, which had suppressed the Stars for two hundred years, knocked down the altar, causing it to be divided, weakened, and unable to recover."
At this moment, the room was bright and bright, and the words were loud and clear.
And King Kessel’s eyes changed:
"This version of the story has always been a secret of the royal family. How did you know?"
Thales looked at him and smiled in relief, but did not explain:
"Yes, outsiders don't know, but the Canxing royal family themselves know that this is the truth and meaning of 'climbing high to sacrifice children'."
"With the blood of sons and the grief of fathers, strip the ribbon of divine power from the king's scepter."
The next second, Thales looked solemn.
"Let me come forward, Your Majesty, let me be your enemy."
"Your spy, your chess piece, your bargaining chip."
"Your sword."
He propped himself up on the table and looked directly at the king:
"In this way, I can help you achieve what you want."
"Not just the 'Sand King', not just the Western Wilderness, but the entire kingdom."
At the end of the long table, King Kessel stared blankly at the young man in front of him, swallowing his throat several times.
Perhaps the lights became brighter as the guard captain came in and out. The chill in Ballard's room gradually dissipated and the warmth gradually returned.
"As I said, father, when you are overwhelmed by the weight of the crown."
At that moment, the prince's eyes were aggressive:
"I'm here to save you."
"For this, I will risk my reputation, life and future."
"To help you achieve unprecedented kingdom achievements."
Thales clenched his fingers into a fist and hit his chest hard.
The burn scar many years ago seemed to be heating up again.
"This is my real bargaining chip today."
He looked at the speechless king and said in a deep voice:
"It has been taking shape since I openly broke into the palace and rebelled against you under the gaze of the entire kingdom, and completely broke with you at the Royal Council."
"And you have no reason to refuse."
Thales hit his chest with cold eyes:
"Accept it and you will get unprecedented benefits,"
"The dilemma is no longer there, it's easily solved."
"The road ahead is open and suddenly renewed."
Thales paused, took a deep breath, and forced himself to speak sharply:
"If the stars are there, the empire will last forever."
The next moment, Thales suddenly stretched out his hand in the direction of the king!
King Kessel trembled slightly.
"but……"
He looked at Thales blankly.
It was as if the person standing in front of him was not his son.
But a new stranger.
"For the stars, Your Majesty," the young man raised his palms flat, his tone unwavering, and his eyes looking at death:
"Let us be enemies of each other."
The secret room is deep.
But the king made no answer.
His breathing was irregular.
"Kessel Bright Star..."
Thales was unmoved, he still stared at the man in front of him:
"how do you say?"
The lights flicker.
Kessel didn't answer.
He looked dazed.
"The Iron-fisted King..."
Thales' face was dark. He lengthened his voice and lowered his voice, which was disturbing:
"how do you say?"
The Iron Fist King didn't answer either.
He was stiff all over.
"Father!"
At this moment, Thales's eyes were sharp and he shouted angrily at the top of his lungs: