Chapter 77: Who Comes (Part 2)

After a few seconds.

"Ha! You underestimate the character of the people from the Northlands, Imperial people," Grand Duke Olsio shook his head and sneered, "You don't even know Nuen. When he was young..."

But Thales heard the emotion in his words.

It's not as clear-cut as it used to be.

It's a kind of self-persuasion of "no, no" after the wife first learned of her husband's affair.

"Are you so confident in your Majesty's personality?" The second prince raised his head, his eyes burning.

"Stop provoking, you don't know Nunn well," Olesiu turned his head, his tone seemed to be full of resentment: "Our relationship is closer than you think."

"I've heard that he might have been a good king when he was young, bold and righteous, and would even sacrifice his life to protect an unknown pawn," Thales said softly and indifferently: "He is from the Northland, but before that, King Nun First of all, it is a person, and he will also grow old."

Grand Duke Olsio looked at him intently.

"This was told to me by one of Nun's most trusted people. I met him in his tavern," the traverser said with a smile: "The famous former commander of the White Blade Guard, Kaslan Rumba, I believe You are more familiar with him than I am, and I believe that he is more familiar with your majesty than you."

"The old man always wants to arrange things behind him...By the way, this is what the Duke of the North of Xingchen said. He was responsible for the part of Xingchen in the assassination of Prince Moral."

Taken out of context.

This is also called.

Thales sighed silently.

Grand Duke Olsio did not speak, but remained expressionless.

"And you have also seen his performance in the conference hall." Thales said with dark eyes: "What do you expect a widowed old man who lost his only son and the last hope of his family to do?"

silence.

Until Olsio took a deep breath, and then let it out slowly.

"It's just your guess." The bearded Grand Duke said in a low voice, "Everything is based on the absurd inference that 'Nun is rational enough to endure the pain of losing a child'."

Tells snorted.

Olsio's thinking is still very clear.

But Thales raised the corners of his mouth in his heart.

He really breathed a sigh of relief.

it's time.

He wants to add one last weight to the conversation.

"If you want to wait until there is evidence," Thales sighed: "Just wait for the arrival of 'King Charman'."

Grand Duke Olsio's beard trembled slightly.

"And, at the time of the stars, the Exeter special envoy to our country, Baron Russell," Thales lowered his gaze, "We overheard some information in the posthouse."

Olsio showed a puzzled expression: "That pawn of Lumbard?"

"It seems that Luba is not the real mastermind who murdered King Nun's son," Thales nodded, showing a mysterious smile: "The murderer who murdered Prince Moral was someone else."

It was a silence much longer than any previous one.

Thales stared motionlessly at Grand Duke Olsio in front of him.

Watching his face change from doubt to shock, from shock to deep thought.

Could it be him?

Finally, Grand Duke Olsio breathed a sigh of relief: "The news from the stars is not..."

"The news from the stars is the news we want you to know!" Thales said lightly: "Identify Lumbard of the black sand leader as the black hand who murdered Prince Moral, so that you can turn against each other and help each other massacre."

"And we're not sure who the killer is!"

"Don't forget, the only clue that can solve the death of Prince Moral is the confrontation between several star lords in the court. Even if it is under the leadership of Heisha, it cannot be confirmed."

Grand Duke Olsio's pupils gradually narrowed.

Obviously, this information was somewhat beyond his expectations.

"This is 'Black Prophet' Morat, a means of the Kingdom's Secret Division." Thales shook his head helplessly: "In other words, what you have always believed in, the so-called 'Walton and Lumber,

The enmity between Dragon Cloud City and Black Sand Territory’ may not exist at all... This means that if Lunba can convince King Nuen that he did not participate in the death of Prince Moral..."

Olsio stared at Thales in disbelief.

"Nun Walton and Charmain Rumba," Thales shrugged and sighed, "they don't have any grudges about bereavement, and they can form an alliance."

"On the contrary, Nunn will not trust you, because maybe the real murderer..."

Thales recalled a little boy in a blue suit and glasses in the anime in his previous life. He pretended to touch the bridge of his nose, then narrowed his eyes, and pointed decisively at Olsio!

"It's among you!"

Grand Duke Olsio's breathing became heavier and heavier.

Thales didn't let go of every look on his face.

A few seconds later, the Grand Duke Weilan bowed his head and chuckled softly:

"If all of this is true," Olsio said with sharp eyes, "then they may indeed form an alliance, but it's all just empty talk from you, without any evidence."

"Marquis Shiles," Thales anticipated Olesiu's reaction, and he didn't panic: "The city envoy from Commus chatted with me quite well along the way."

"From his channels, I found out that on the night when Nikolai arrived at Lumbard's barracks to welcome me...he released three ravens in the middle of the night."

"You might as well go and confirm with him... raising and selling ravens is also one of Shanliu City's agency businesses."

"It's just to welcome an envoy from an enemy country who is about to come... Why did you contact Dragon Clouds City three times in the camp in the Black Sand Territory?"

Olsio's face was already icy cold.

Thales turned to him and nodded heavily: "At least, one of them is trying to contact the other."

Grand Duke Olsio pressed the hilt of his sword and did not speak.

"If Nunn wants to find an ally who can successfully choose the king for the future survival of the Walton family, then neither I nor Ronnie from Qiyuan City are better choices than the black sand collar." After silence, The Grand Duke said calmly.

"Besides, even if they form an alliance in secret, so what? Exeter is not a star, we choose our own king! Can Nuen designate Luba as his successor before he dies?" Olesiu resolutely asked road.

Will there be an imperial feeling? This sentence suddenly popped up in Thales' mind for no reason.

It made him chuckle.

"No!" Thales interrupted him decisively: "Heisha leader, Charman Rumba, has the greatest advantage of becoming the next king."

Olsio did not speak, he was waiting for the answer from the foreign prince.

"Your Excellency the Grand Duke, do you think that something like Prince Moral's happened, and there is such an old enmity as the fortress peace treaty, why didn't there be a war between our two countries?" Thales asked lightly

Olsio's eyes moved slightly.

"You," the Grand Duke looked at Thales' eyes slowly changed: "You were sent to Exeter."

"Your father's oath to the throne, with your safety, has ensured that the war will either not break out, or will break out into a full-scale war that must be won with the power of Exeter and the whole country. The price is heavy, and no grand duke can face it alone war."

"And in order to curb the Black Sand Territory, King Nuen must stand on the same side as you, Canxing, to stop the war..."

Olsio's complexion became increasingly ugly.

Thales finally smiled:

"Yes, these two factors are the most important reasons to prevent the outbreak of war from the side of Exeter, once they are all gone..."

"Once King Nuen is no longer afraid of the cost of an all-out war, he will no longer hesitate to use the name of the king to mobilize the grand dukes of the whole country, so as to eliminate the worries of each grand duke from 'fighting the enemy alone'."

"Once King Nun no longer has the need to curb the expansion of the Black Sand Territory, and even need to help them expand, to ensure that the other party gets the bargaining chip for the king..."

"Lumba in the Black Sand Territory will undoubtedly become the biggest beneficiary of the war... It is close to the northern border of the stars, and there is Nuen's explicit and secret support..."

Olsho raised his head and stared at the ceiling, Thales couldn't see his expression clearly.

"Now you know why King Nuen asked you to propose soldiers and test your attitude towards killing me, right?" Thales lowered his eyebrows.

The noise of the banquet continued to be heard in my ears.

Grand Duke Olsio bowed his head.

The second prince chuckled lightly:

"I don't know if you are ready," Thales raised his eyebrows and spread his hands: "An honorific title for 'His Majesty King Charman'?"

"So," Rebion Aurelius looked straight at Thales, but this time, his eyes faded from the previous disgust and hatred, and became extra serious:

"You came to me...even if their alliance is only your suspicion."

Thales nodded in pain, and sighed heavily:

"Yes, maybe Lombard is still trying to contact King Nun." He stretched his neck and rubbed his hands in frustration, "Maybe they haven't come together yet. Even if they do form an alliance, you still have room for relaxation."

"Nun doubts that you are the murderer of Moral. Rumba may become king. These are your losses, Grand Duke Olsio..."

"But those consequences won't show up so quickly, so you don't have to worry."

"But I'm different." Thales raised his head and looked at Olesiu seriously.

"Once things change as I imagined... Longxiao City and Black Sand Territory will kidnap the entire Exeter and start a war," the second prince said in a calm and anxious tone as follows if:

"Then I, who is still on a mission in Exeter, will be the first to suffer and face the judgment of fate earlier than any of you."

"That's why I came to you."

"For my life," Thales looked at the stiff-faced Grand Duke Olsius, gritted his teeth, and said, "And your future!"

The two fell silent again.

The uproar and the crackling of braziers came alternately.

next moment.

"That's the end of the story," Grand Duke Aurelius turned to him abruptly, with sharp eyes:

"What other plans do you have, let's talk about it together."

Thales snapped his fingers in his heart.

He smiled brightly: "We are still in King Nuen's palace, and there are not many opportunities to meet and communicate."

"After you confirm the details I said, if you feel that what I said is reasonable and you think it is necessary to take some precautionary measures," Thales said lightly, "I bribed Marquis Shiles with a promise, He will give me news that tonight's banquet will continue until tomorrow morning or even noon."

Grand Duke Olsio nodded.

"At four o'clock in the morning, the gates of the palace and Dragon Clouds City will open. At that time, the first wave of guests will leave. The guards are as tired as they are. You should avoid their eyes and ears and leave the banquet hall. ,” Thales said cautiously:

"Come and find me in the conference hall. I will leave halfway and find a reason to rest there."

"There... we finalized a plan that would not only save my life, but also bankrupt the covenant between Nunn and Rumba."

Aurelius stared at him intently.

"I'll think about it." The bearded Grand Duke said with a complicated expression, "But you know, just thinking about it."

"Of course." Thales raised his eyebrows: "Come or not, it's up to you."

The Grand Duke fell silent.

Just when Thales was feeling uneasy, Olsio suddenly chuckled.

"Little ghost, maybe you are really a rare smart person." The Grand Duke shook his head: "But I still don't like you."

"It doesn't matter," Thales responded quickly and said with a smile: "Anyway, we, Canxing and Olesiu, are feuds."

Olsio gave him one last look, with complicated and subtle eyes.

The Grand Duke turned and left.

Wyatt came to Thales.

Thales watched Olesiu's back disappear around the corner, and let out a sharp breath.

His whole body was relaxed, and his whole body was limp, and he was gently supported by Huai Ya.

"Your Highness," the attendant said softly, "how is it?"

"He saw through the relationship between me and Nuen from the very beginning," Thales said with lingering fear as he felt his own cold sweat, "Fortunately, I acted accordingly..."

He raised his head and looked at Wyah:

"What did Rolf say?"

Huai Ya hesitated, and made a few gestures that he himself did not understand.

"Very good, so the Marquis of Shiles has stumbled over the third Grand Duke." Thales wiped the sweat from the back of his head and shook his head: "Give him back such and such gestures..."

"Let Putilei pass the note on, the next goal is about to start... I hope Shiles' acting skills are good enough, so that Olesiu won't be suspicious."

A few minutes later, Thales tidied himself up and stood in another corridor.

He thought about the character of the next person.

Then I made up my mind.

Footsteps came from behind.

The next moment, Thales took a deep breath and turned around.

Accompanied by Huai Ya, he showed the brightest smile to the people walking in the distance:

"Honorable Grand Duke!"

"You know……"

"Who will be the next co-king of Exeter?"

In the next second, Perseus Trudida, the duke of the Reconstruction Tower with a suspicious face and a shaved pot head, stood in front of Thales, frowning.

It was three fifty in the morning.

Palace of Heroes, the meeting hall.

Thales sat in the hall yesterday, on the long table where King Nun was, looking at the empty stone hall, feeling a little nervous.

There is only one thing that can overshadow his fear of darkness and loneliness.

That is the fear and fear of the unknown.

Only the few braziers behind him, no matter how they were ignored, still burned by themselves.

He put his hand on the long table and sighed.

Who will come?

The conversation between him and the five princes finally ended in fear.

Olsio of Wellandland was the first one, which made him very nervous, took a long time, and almost failed because of his relationship with Nuen.

Trudida of the Reconstruction Tower seemed cunning and suspicious, but their conversation was faster than the former. Trudida quickly realized what he meant, and revealed deep suspicion in his eyes. Still to him.

The two grand dukes of the south are not the most difficult.

Grand Duke Lecco, who guards the city in the north, is the third person, but this old bald man is the most difficult to deal with. A shrewdness occasionally flashed in his seemingly old and stupid eyes, but he sneered at his words until the end. You're joking" Thales accompanied the smiling face, and it took a full twenty minutes to complete their conversation.

The conversation with Grand Duke Ronnie of Western Qiyuan City ended the fastest. The long-haired Grand Duke was silent, nodding and shaking his head more times than breathing, which made Thales always doubt the effect of the conversation. Look at his appearance , Thales suspected that no matter who became the king, he didn't care at all.

In the end, the young Grand Duke of Fengzhao City, the brunette youth Conkly Perfet was the one with the friendliest attitude. He was also the most shocked by what Thales said, and he was still in a trance and unbelievable until he left. Thales had no choice but to comfort him: things haven't happened yet.

It's just... Thales squeezed the pocket watch Liptilai gave him:

Who will it be?

who will come...

Who is the one who hired the sword of disaster, murdered Moral first, and assassinated himself behind the scenes?

Or... just no one showed up?

If I really can't find the murderer... Thales smiled wryly:

I hope King Nunn belches tonight.

at this moment.

"Kudden...Kudden..."

Footsteps came from outside the stone hall.

Thales was shocked!

He sat up straight.

It was the sound of heavy and rhythmic footsteps.

Take a look, stepping on the stone bricks.

With the sound of footsteps slowly approaching.

A figure projected into the stone hall.

It seems that the person here is very tall

The visitor finally walked into the meeting hall.

Under the light of the brazier, Thales could clearly see the man's shawl-length hair and his unusually serious expression.

His robe was embroidered with a pattern from a classic book.

The second prince was stunned.

This is his most unexpected choice.

The brazier was still burning.

The man stopped in front of him.

"I'm here." He said lightly.

Thales jumped off the chair and frowned.

He still remembered that this serious man was in this stone hall, rejecting King Nun's order to fight Prince Star Star and kill him.

The reason was "simply tarnishing my honor".

And now, he was standing in front of him.

"Hello," the second prince of Xingchen paused for a while, looking at this tall and thin-faced man, he sighed in disappointment:

"The Grand Duke of Qiyuan City in Exeter."

"Your Excellency Kurikun Ronnie."