Kingdom’s Bloodline

Chapter 255, The Death of the Black Knight

Taylors never thought that the so-called "time of choice" of the great lord of the gods came so fast.

He knows that Ahidah will not give up easily.

Unexpectedly, this fanatical and indifferent magician will appear quietly when he is most embarrassed and desperate. He will come to the rescuer's posture and present him with temptations and conceal him. Struggling inside.

Just like a shrewd businessman.

Tyres swallowed a sip in the shackles and looked up at the five lords who were not well-sighted.

With the power of Ahidah... as long as they all die here, everything will be solved?

Of course, there was no way out at that time.

Is that right?

However, countless people are struggling on their own battlefields, looking forward to his final victory.

Tyres heard his heartbeat speed up, and the cold sweat slowly flowed down.

If there is really no other way, then as long as you agree to the conditions of Ahidah, follow him to become a magician...

You can get rid of all the distress, such as the inexplicable secrets, such as the road to life and death, such as the heart of the king, such as...

Not only that.

Nearly infinite power, no end of life, the door of the new world - to get something for nothing, are happy, it seems that everyone is dreaming of "conditions"?

Taylors suddenly felt dry and dry.

Just need to open the door gently...

but……

Tyres was in a tight heart.

His chin was unconsciously closed, and the two rows of teeth snapped together.

Is there really no other way?

So many people's sacrifices, such a difficult struggle, but to accept this terrible and irresponsible ending?

Faced with the eyes of the five grand princes, thinking of the voice behind his ears, Taylors opened his lips with difficulty.

At that moment, Taylors remembered the sentence:

[Caution Eichda. 】

What appeared in front of him was the girl with **** stripes, her almost detached eyes.

[Magician...not a gift or blessing...a curse and a bad luck...]

Tyres unnaturally frowned, between hesitation and uncertainty, his throat swayed.

The grandfathers were either puzzled, or sneered, or looked at the hair on the face, and the inner struggling tays, looking at his slightly trembling lips and clenched palms.

It seems to be watching a comedy.

At this time, no matter whether it was Tyres or the unexpected changes of the Grand Duke, it appeared.

When you are in a tight silence in the field...

A naive and weak voice, without any warning, inserted this arrogant conversation:

"Maybe, maybe he has no right to question you..."

Taylor was shocked and looked up!

That is……

"But you, you..." The voice of this voice with uncontrollable tremors, intermittent and intermittent, seems to lack the emboldened spirit: "You are a native of the North, as the grandfather of Exeter, what……"

The grandfathers glimpsed together and looked around in surprise, looking for the source of the sound.

"Why?" At the end of the day, the voice of the voice seemed to be with the courage of desperation, and suddenly rose: "Why, here, talk about the misfortunes of your Majesty!"

As the sound of the broken wood began to sound, the people in the hall found the source of the sound.

Under the eyes of Taylors and the Grand Dukes, a girl with charcoal and dirt, thin and young, showed her figure from the fireplace.

The girl with glasses clasped her arms and her face was feared and shivered.

But after seeing Tyres, the girl seemed to make up her mind, biting her lips, twitching on the broken firewood, walking out of the fireplace unsteadily at her feet, stepping on the stone bricks in the Hall of Heroes. .

The second prince stared blankly at the girl who was covered in ash, and did not know how to react.

how……

Why is she going to...

But he immediately reacted and ran forward in three or two steps.

Even the voice of Eichda was forgotten.

"What kind of drama is this?" Tluedida looked at the girl unclear, and looked at the big men, and spread his hands impatiently: "Before the boy, then the girl..."

"Is nobody in the fireplace of the Seal Palace?"

The Grandpa of Lombard frowned and frowned.

Ronnie Dagong sighed: "Today is quite special."

The remaining two grandfathers looked at each other in confusion.

"What happened?" Tyres clung to the shoulders of the little slick, blocking the eyes of the big men, and anxiously whispered:

"You shouldn't stay at the top of the refuge, how can you be here? Rolf?"

The little slicker looked at the dusty tales, a slight glimpse.

After a few tenths of a second, she seemed to find the backbone of her heart, breathing calmly, and grievously questioning Tyres: "The enemy is at the top..."

"Rolf went to lead them, I can only go all the way, climb down all the way... Then I hear, I hear you..." The voice of the little slicker is getting weaker and weaker, like a child who is doing something wrong.

Taylor’s heart glimpsed.

Do not.

This time, the little slick is also in danger...

Tyres turned around and subconsciously blocked the small slipper behind him, looking at several big men, and groaning in his heart.

"Well," Lombard interrupted them coldly: "The performance of the ignorant little devils has insulted today's meeting..."

"Wait," Ronnie interrupted the words of Rumba, praying that the city of Grand Duke squinted and looked at the girl behind the prince. "Who are you, little girl? Shouldn't it happen to be here?"

Oller looked at the fireplace and snorted: "The stars are really pervasive, so narrow holes are also drilled?"

Rumba noticed the reaction of the big men, and could not help but look cold.

Other Dagong’s eyes were shot, full of vigilance and questioning.

Tyres was in a tight heart and bit his teeth.

How to do?

How to answer?

How to answer, in order to ensure that the little slicker gets out and does not fall into their hands?

But he doesn't have to worry about it anymore.

The next second, the girl's shoulders shook slightly, and then unexpectedly broke his arm, revealing the shape from the back of Taylor.

"I……"

In Taylor's astonished gaze, the little slick lifted his dusty face and shuddered in his hesitation and fear:

"I am, I am..."

The expression of the big men was getting worse and worse, and Rumba snorted coldly.

The little slicker looked very nervous. Under the warning snoring, she shook her head slightly, and her eyes were crystal clear. The rest of the words could not be said.

Tyles sighed slightly, and he turned his head and was about to say something to get his attention.

But the move of the little slick was once again beyond his imagination.

I saw the thin girl staring at the stone bricks on the ground and biting her teeth.

At that moment, the girl who was shivering closed her eyes, then slammed open, and pulled all the tears of blurred vision out of the corner of her eye.

The little slicker slowly raised his head and learned how Taylors looked and took a deep breath.

On her face, fear and panic have gradually dispersed.

At this time, the girl, like she just put down a heavy burden, took a gap and raised her gaze with a sigh of relief.

Taylor looked at the little slicker and put his right hand into the pocket. He was surprised to see that she was shaking, but did not hesitate to pull out something.

The second prince was slightly shocked.

The girl's crystallized gaze was filled with hard force. She bit her lower lip and slowly raised her right hand, and lit everything in her pocket to everyone.

The Dagongs were surprised when they saw such things, and their eyes were locked in the girl’s right hand.

In addition to the early expectations of Chaman Rumba, several grandfathers were shocked, or explored, or looked at, or thought-provoking eyes cast on the girl.

Thales looked at the scene with some incredulity, watching the girl, who still trembled and still shed tears, but still insisted on raising her right hand.

He felt that the little slicker - this little maid, the body of this fragile girl, had something different.

The girl whimpered, sucked her nose and slowly opened her mouth: "This is mine..."

At this time, the Grandpa of Lombard looked up!

Shooting at the girl is full of killing and chilling eyes.

The little slicker made a strong look and met the eyes of Chaman Rumba in the air.

The unprepared girl trembled, as if she had thought of something, and the words choked in her throat.

"Hey..."

The little slipper's hand was unstable for a while, and the thing slipped to the ground and sizzled.

Under the pressure of the black sand Dagong, the small slippery head was like a kitten that was beaten back to the original shape. He was overwhelmed with excitement and even the glasses were shaken.

"I don't think we need to waste any more time," Lombard said with a faint sneer. His eyes were like a knife: "Unless you want to explain to yourself with the Prime Minister of Brisbane, why did we rush after we left so many bodies?"

But the other Dagong did not speak, they exchanged their eyes in silence.

Looking at the little slick in front of him, Tyres, who had been silent for a moment, suddenly noticed a problem.

After the appearance of the little slick, he has subconsciously left behind Eichda's existence, along with the options he gave himself.

But somehow, Tyres’s heart is calm and stable at the moment.

There is no such inexplicable sorrow and hesitation when I was forced to make a choice.

At that moment, Tells knew his answer.

He lowered his eyes and showed a bitter smile.

Taylors.

In the face of Giza, you have made up your mind, isn't it?

No matter how tempting it is, how easy it is to get something...

You can't...

Never again...

Never break your hand to compromise your future!

Thinking of this, the expressionless Thales jerked out his right hand!

"Snapped!"

He grabbed the girl who was about to lean over and pick up something, not letting her bend over.

The little slicker returned with amazement and looked at Tyres.

Tyres turned his head slowly, showing her a peaceful smile and reaching out to straighten her glasses.

Under the dignified eyes of the Grand Duke, the murderous eyes of Rumba, and the skeptical sight of the little slicker, the second prince of the Star Kingdom, Tells Comet slowly bent down.

He reached out and lifted the thing from under the girl's feet.

"I guess, you should be familiar with this thing - one of the credentials of King Nunn's power and status." Taylors straightened up and whispered.

The grandfather frowned and looked at each other.

Looking at Tyres's look, the little slicker seems to have returned to the original, looking at him at a loss.

The eyes of Tyres slowly became firm.

Aichda...

Who do you think you are?

I don't believe that the guy is the kind of portable system that "this system exists for hosting services, never will be unfavorable to the host"... or those "I can help you become what" grandfather...

You want to control my destiny, want me to follow your planned route?

Just like those people - like Rick, Quaid, Kessel, King Nunn, Rumba?

Screw you.

The magic of the gas.

Aishida is stupid?

Tyres sneered in his heart, while solemnly raising his left hand, and undoubtedly pulled up the left hand of the little slipper.

The big men looked at their eyes and slowly changed.

Lecco’s grandmother had no expression, but clenched his fist.

"As you can see," Taylors looked up and his voice was solemn. "This lady is the current owner of this ring."

Looking at the ring, Rumba unconsciously held down the sword at the waist, and his expression was complicated.

The second prince looked at the slick slick and did not hesitate to grab her left palm.

Then, Tyres was extremely solemn, carrying that countless heavy history, representing the ring of several emperor kings - "triumph", put on the left thumb of the small slippery head.

The Grand Dukes stared at the black ring that they were familiar with, and they showed habitual taboos and vigilance.

"What she wore was the glasses that the Queen of the Sky had worn before," Tyres whispered, helping the black-rimmed glasses that helped the little slippery face, while wiping off some stains on her face with sleeves. "And this lady I, even the existence of a direct dialogue with Kroethis!"

Oller Xiu Dagong moved: "What?"

A small slick glimpse, then the eyes shrink, subconsciously start to shake.

But Tyres’s eyes were firm and she grabbed the palm of her left wrist and suddenly forced it!

The little slipper was slightly surprised.

"Her existence, better than me, than you, anyone in this city, in this country," said Tyres, literally, biting his words out of his mouth, as if this was his last speech. The same: "They have more power and are more qualified to question the truth of the death of the king, and torture the conscience of all of you!"

Ronnie's grandfather embraced his arms and his face was heavy.

The second prince looked at the girl's eyes seriously and seriously.

At that moment, the little slicker felt that the tension in his heart went down a lot.

"Please allow me to introduce the blood of the hero Nakaru..." The second prince took a deep breath and turned around, lifting the little slipper's hand together with the triumphant ring to the top of his head.

Tyres stood side by side with the small slick head in the hall, biting his teeth and screaming: "The blood of Prince Nuen VII and Prince Suril, the direct descendants of the Walton family, the Dragon City and the Dragon Gun in the Clouds The most orthodox heir..."

Tluedida narrowed his eyes and was in a complicated mood.

Tyres turned his head and nodded slightly against the small slick.

The girl's crystal eyes are looking back at Tells, slowly beheading.

The little slick stepped forward and held the left hand's triumphant ring.

"I am..." The girl jerked her head and forced herself to look directly at the five grand lords' eyes, and to sneak out like a bite: "I am Selma!"

The glimpse of the little slicker saw the dragon stone in the cloud at the top of her head. She couldn’t control the trembling of the voice, but she covered her panic and nervous with her voice.

Dagongs have subtle complexities and complex emotions, and they are silent in each other's strange eyes.

I saw the girl stepping forward again, leaving the arm support of Tells, her head tilted forward, her face twisted, and she tried to speak loudly: "I am the king of Exeter and the Grand Duke of the Dragon City, Nunn · Walton's granddaughter!"

"It is Prince Sulil Walton, the daughter of the Marquis of Vine City, the only daughter of Adele Walton!"

Ole's Dagong slightly lowered his head, and Ronnie Duke shook his head slightly.

In the hall of the hero, in front of the five giants of Exeter in the clouds, the girl closed her eyes tightly.

Tears flowed out of her eyes and dripped onto the ground, breaking into countless teardrops.

Tyles stood behind her, silently watching the girl's performance, feeling mixed inside, and there was a sense of sorrow in the chest.

The next moment, the girl clenched her fists and shouted out the brand that would accompany her life:

"I am Selma!"

"Selma Alex Suril Walton!"

The voice echoed in the hall, and even the low commotion came from outside the hall.

The big men’s expressions were stiff and they didn’t say a word. Even Lenba’s face was cold.

After shouting this, the little girl hurriedly gasped for a few breaths, and she collapsed like a vain.

Tyres quickly caught up and helped her.

The silence lasted for a few seconds.

There was only the whisper of the girl in the hall, and the snoring of several big men whispering.

The girl seems to have made the biggest decision of her life, shaking her teeth and sucking her nose silently.

"It's okay," Tyres patted her shoulder and whispered to her: "Think of the face of the Queen of the Sky, and compare it with the present..."

The girl’s heart shook and she flashed the dragon with the majesty and elegance at the same time.

She took a deep breath and slowly and firmly raised her head.

"As Tyres said," Little slippery, no, from now on, is Selma Walton, only seeing Selma leave the arms of Thales, full of face: "I am standing here, Representing my blood, representing Long Yucheng, questioning you..."

The girl Selma looked at the five grand lords in a deadly moment. At that moment, she seemed to care no longer care about their gaze and majesty, but also forgot the fear and shrinking that once followed.

"The Grand Dukes of Exeter, you clearly hold the sacred co-administration vows to guard this equally sacred land," Selma said coldly, sinking:

"But when the monarchs are standing in front of your eyes..."

The girl’s gaze swept to the four grand princes as if they were looking at four thick books.

"You, why should you cover the murderer?"

Her voice is very steady and very cold.

The Grand Dukes frowned and turned to Lecco, who is the most qualified to speak.

But the boss looked straight at the girl and kept silent.

Selma bit his teeth, step forward and hold the ring to continue:

“Why is it right or wrong?”

“Why should you reverse black and white?”

“Why do you want to be in the same place?”

"Why are you degrading in the secret room and in the darkness, why do you care about the dignity and traditions of the North, and why throw away the justice and honor of Exeter?"

The big men looked at the girl in disbelief, and looked back and forth between her face and the ring of the triumph, and no one retorted it for a time.

In the hall, the girl's voice is getting higher and higher, her face is getting redder and her eyes are also aggressive.

Taylor looked at Selma's performance in surprise - just like a real judge.

"Why can you face up and stand in the spirits palace that Walton has passed down from generation to generation, standing in the clouds of the coexistence with Exeter?" The girl gasped and cleared her throat. Continue to be arrogant and eloquent, saying: "Is it safe to insult my grandfather, the glory and dignity of your king?"

Selma stared coldly at the big men in front of him.

"You should be responsible for carrying the glory of the North in faith, and guarding the grandfathers of Exeter with loyalty..."

"Answer me..." She leaned forward and whispered without hesitation:

"answer me!"

The voice echoed in the hall.

Selma put down her arm and gasped in a hurry. She looked at the big men, and her face was quite awkwardly nervous - as if she was also surprised by her own play.

Tells stepped forward and pulled her back.

Dagongs face each other and have different expressions. Only a long time ago, some people will speak.

“It was questioned by a little girl,” said Leko Dagong, looking at Selma, sighing and slowing down:

"What a shame."

"Now?" Ole's grandfather said coldly to the boss, "Is it hard to come?"

Lecco Grand Duke snorted.

Behind him, Tluedida was dissatisfied with the face of Rumba.

"I thought you had controlled her," Tluedida gritted and glanced at Selma, who whispered to Tells, whispering: "And she should be a child who knows nothing, very obedient." Very 'cooperating' is right!"

Rumba didn't answer him, just staring at Tyres.

"If the blood of Longyan City does not "cooperate"..." The answer is that he is the grandfather of Ronnie. The grandfather of the city of Qiyuan seems to like to watch the jokes of Tluedida. He shook his head contemptuously: "It seems You want to get new farmland, but you have some twists and turns, Passus."

In front of the Grand Dukes, Selma bowed his head and his right hand reached the "Arc de Triom" on the thumb of his left hand.

Her face was flushed and she breathed.

At the moment of touching the ring, I felt the metallic touch from the ring, and Selma’s face changed and slammed.

It's like being burned.

Selma turned his head and seemed to be afraid to look at the ring.

But her left hand was immediately firmly grasped.

Selma raised his head slyly.

"Good job." Tells stood by her side and gave the girl a smile of encouragement.

The flushing on Selma's face was slightly reduced. Like a student who was affirmed, he nodded happily.

"By the way," the star-studded prince suddenly smiled and turned his eyebrows:

"Where are you talking about the lines?"

The Selma, who was already excited, was as stiff as a student who had been caught in a bad thing.

"I……"

Her little face pulled down and blinked behind the glasses.

The girl seems to have lost all the powers that have just been impassioned, and looked at Taylors pitifully.

Taylors frowned slightly, his eyes filled with the word "hmm?"

Looking at the prince's expression, Selma subconsciously shrank.

A second later, her face was white, pouting, and weakly opening: "Eralos Drama Collection, Tenth, "The Death of the Black Knight"..."

I saw Selma's flat mouth and grievances: "The ancient empire's presiding judge Elsson Slade, the accusation against the "black knight" Yousley Ander killed the supreme emperor."

"I modified a little bit..."

Tyres whispered and suddenly laughed.

He subconsciously reached out and happily squeezed Selma's face.

The girl looked at him slyly and did not know how to respond.

Just at this time.

"Miss Selma," the voice of Grand Duke Leko brought the attention of the two children to the past. "I deeply mourn the loss of the Walton family and the Dragon City."

I saw the old man slowly walked to the square table and slowly sat down: "The misfortune of His Majesty is also the misfortune of Exeter."

Selma's face is white.

But Taylors smiled.

The other big men looked at each other and looked different. Only Lumba had no expression and didn't know what to think.

"But your age is too small to understand what happened." The eyes of Leko's grandfather flashed a strange light. The bald big public, his unique, old but honest voice slowly said: "I suggest you, Don't listen to the words of the enemy king's side - for example, who is assassinated and killed.

When I heard this, Ronnie’s grandfather snorted and greeted Tuludad’s glare.

Selma bit his lip.

"I, I stand in the shield area, on the land of Longyan City, I watched Nunn with my own eyes... Your Majesty... The head of the man landed," she remembered the terrible scene of the scene, and she tried her best to stop the body from shaking: "Looking The king of nature, died, died of despicable assassination..."

"Child!" Lecco's grandfather glared and interrupted her: "Miss Walton!"

"I respect your grandfather."

"But please don't doubt our loyalty to the Northland and to Exeter. We are here for the future of Exeter!" Lecco was cold and cold, "In the face of that future, In front of Exeter, whether you or me, or even Nunn, is nothing but dust in the desert, insignificant - even for the Walton family!"

Selma stunned, and the words were stuffed.

Behind her, Taylors sighed slightly.

"Our decision is also very difficult," said Dr. Tluedida, sighing. It seemed to be very painful to wave his hand: "One day, you will understand, but not now."

Ronnie hugged his arm and his face was ugly.

"Of course, if you don't understand," Ole's grandfather faintly said, hiding the threat in his tone: "We also have no choice but to persuade you to cooperate."

Lombard stared at Tyres, and said nothing, as if it was his greatest threat.

The hall is a quiet again.

“Cooperate?” Selma frowned. She was quite confused and overwhelmed when she first encountered this situation. “You...”

But her arms are slightly tight.

Selma looked strangely at the prince.

By her side, Tyres quietly watched the girl's red face.

Selma was stared at him with some embarrassment.

Tyres slowly spit out a sigh of relief.

"Enough, my lady, you are doing well enough."

In the eyes of Selma, the boy from the stars showed his most brilliant smile and shook his head gently: "The next thing..."

"Give it to me."

This chapter has a little relationship with Fan Wai, and may wish to read it.

(End of this chapter)