Kingdom’s Bloodline

Chapter 502, everything will be fine.

"incredible."

Gilbert's voice rang with the carriage's marching, quite ups and downs.

Sitting next to him, Tyres leaned against the wall and looked at the teacher who had been six years away from him.

"I still remember, Mr. Xiao, six years ago, when we were separated, you were just a child..."

In addition to the slightly excited breathing, the other's posture etiquette is still elegant, like the aristocratic mold carved out.

Tyres shrugged and smiled:

"Maybe it's not just children."

"Of course," Gilbert smiled:

"Of course you are more than just a child."

"However, look at you now," Gilbert stared at him tightly, with relief and touch, unable to stop looking up and down.

"you have grown up."

His voice is ups and downs:

"Fourteen years old, if you are a real adult according to the standards of the Age of Empires, you can fight with your sword and marry your wife and children..."

Fourteen years old, fighting, wives, and having children?

Tyres scratched his head:

"Well, about this, with the changes of the times, social progress, I believe we have to be discussed..."

Looking at him, Gilbert smiled.

The wheels rolled and the two were silent for a while.

Until Kilbert sighed:

"So, six years, Your Highness, everything is fine? How is the North?"

Is everything ok?

How is the North?

Taylors conceived a lot of scenes to reunite with old friends.

He also imagined how to add fuel to them, complaining about the bad food in the North, the cold temperature of the Yingling Palace, the slick head, the annoying Jin Kesi, the stupid comet, the sly Brisbane, **** it. Rumba, greedy Edda, the two servants arguing with boring eyes...

He even imagined that all the pains, unhappiness and grievances should be poured out: the strange eyes of the Exeter people, the yin and yang of the teachers of the Northland, the public vengeance of the outdoor classes, the constant surveillance, and the unreasonable search. ......

But when things come to the fore, when the words come to the lips...

"Well," Tyres put away his memories and smiled:

"You know, the north."

The prince shrugged easily, his smile was warm and plain:

"It's very...the north."

Instead of answering it immediately, Gilbert watched him for a long time, his eyes focused on the smile of the young sun.

It seems like what was read.

"Yes, Your Highness."

A few seconds later, Gilbert replied softly:

"Northlanders, the North, I negotiated with them, I know."

"I know."

Gilbert's eyes were calm and gentle, but somehow, Tyres had some illusions that he couldn't bear the burden.

The carriage was quiet again, and only the hoisting sound outside the car was heard.

Taylors took another breath:

"What about you, Gilbert? And the city of Yongxing and the Kingdom of Stars? These six years?"

Gilbert heard a word and slowly held his cane:

"Oh, when I am older, horse riding is not as good as before. The carriage is sitting more and more. Every day, the word of the scribe secretary is getting bigger and bigger."

Tyres listened quietly, looking at Gilbert, who was six years old.

Six years ago, they also sat in the carriage and walked on the way to the Fuxing Palace.

Six years later...

Gilbert turned his head and smiled slightly:

"Besides, it's the same."

"Working, living, breathing, and waiting..."

He paused for a second and looked at Tyre's eyes:

"...your return."

Tyres froze.

For a time, he was speechless and somewhat overwhelmed.

Gilbert's expression is a glimpse:

"I can't imagine how much you have suffered at Exeter..."

He stared at his cane, rarely used words:

"The northern scorpio of Scorpio, it should have only been a few weeks, then you will come back safely, return to our care, I still remember, I told you everything will be fine, but..."

Tyres is somewhat unbearable:

"Gilbert..."

Gilbert leaned on his cane and bowed his head and sighed:

"It’s that we are derelict, and we are tired of you..."

Tyres shook his head at him.

However, the words of the Minister of Foreign Affairs are still continuing.

"From the king of Nunn to the disaster, to the black sand collar, it is enough to be shocked when I read it from the letter, but I experienced it all..."

Tyres had to interrupt him aloud:

"Gilbert!"

Gilbert was shocked, and he stopped.

The prince smiled:

"Oh, I am coming over."

Gilbert looked at him quietly, and smiled a few seconds later.

"Yeah," the star's fox appeared to be a rare fatigue when he was a prince teacher:

"You have come over."

"From the north... I have come over."

He nodded slowly, but he was obviously absent-minded.

Taylors suddenly noticed that Gilbert's energy and attention were not as good as before.

Feeling the fluctuations of the other party's emotions, the complicated mood of the tays had to transfer the topic:

"So, what about them? Those who stayed in Longyan City..."

"Puttier, Rolf, and who...they, that...oh, Edda!"

"And... Wyah?"

Hearing this name, Gilbert seemed to wake up suddenly.

"Oh, they, don't worry, although they still need to stay in Longyan for a while..."

"But since the most important thing you have returned, then no matter what the Longyan City or the Black Sands, it is meaningless to detain your entourage."

Tyres sighed and nodded.

"Gilbert, make sure," a few seconds later, the boy suddenly opened:

"Make sure they make sure your son is back safely."

The prince looked up and said seriously:

"Without them, I can't hold on to the present."

Gilbert gave a glimpse.

Tyres breathed a sigh of relief:

"If there is a need, I can write a handwritten book that makes people direct to Walton, and I have something to do with her..."

Gilbert stared at him quietly, then smiled, and the wrinkles on his face were clearly visible.

"His Royal Highness."

The foreign minister looked at him with a smile:

"They will be fine."

"As long as you are good."

"And my son knows this."

Taylor looked up and smiled and nodded.

Gilbert seemed to realize what he was doing. He took a few deep breaths, condensed his emotions, and returned to the professional, solemn foreign minister, the star of the singer, Gilbert Casso.

"I have a lot of words to say to you, Your Highness, but..."

A polite smile returns to Gilbert's face:

"Since you have come back, there are too many things in front of you, too many things to arrange... the prince's returning welcoming banquet, your complete teaching and advisory team, of course, both the needs of the prince and the status of the duke Oh, yes, the Duke of Star Lake is decent..."

When Teres heard the last sentence, his face sank.

"In fact, I am about to ask about this."

Tyres’s expression became very serious, and even Gilbert subconsciously put away a smile.

"Duke of Star Lake."

The prince chewed the charm of this sentence in a word, and looked at his teacher suspiciously:

"Gilbert, what does this mean?"

Kilbert paused, as if after a few seconds of thinking, he smiled a little:

"Don't worry, Your Highness, this is a good thing."

I saw Gilbert sighing with emotion:

"Duke of Star Lake."

He looked at the wilderness that went backwards out of the window:

"In the history of the stars, this is an honorary title exclusively for the members of the comet family, especially for the members of the royal family. Although it is not as powerful and far-reaching as the six guardian princes who revived Wang Qinfeng, the real power under it The seal is also insignificant..."

Gilbert turned his back and looked at Taylors seriously:

"But the meaning it represents is extraordinary."

Taylors raised an eyebrow.

At that moment, it feels like a familiar feeling is coming back.

He doesn't seem to be sitting in the carriage, driving on the road of Grace.

Instead, I returned to the study room of the Judith Hall.

Just listen to Gilbert's iconic steady voice slowly sounding:

"Five hundred years ago, ‘broken pulse’ Su Mei II sealed his eldest son, Elan, as the Duke of Xinghu, and let him begin to manage the territory to participate in government affairs, and he justified himself to handle his affairs.”

"Until the death of Su Mei II, Prince Elan succeeded the throne in the name of the Duke, for the ‘Elevation King’ Elan I.”

Broken pulse.

Tyres listened to the other party's words and searched for his six-year history in the Northland. He learned the cough, which is the history lesson in the eyes of the North.

If you remember correctly, Su Mei II is in a fierce double-star confrontation. In the end, the fishermen will benefit and the people who are on the throne will not succeed in the **** pro-discipline, and the violations of the hands and feet will be true. The power inheritance system of the eldest son inheritance and the younger son's change of family name was established.

("Sure enough, we are more advanced, choose the king, of course, the best choice, the fight will not be solved." - I do nothing, the arm of the comet)

Under his bill, many of the bloodlines of the great surnames were forced to leave their homes to change their surnames (also for many families and families to drive away a large number of cumbersome paparazzi to be seen under the genealogy of the genealogy), many vassals who are not eldest sons. It is even more so that he hates to gnash his teeth, and Su Mei·Xing Xing II also got the number: broken pulse.

As for the Ascendant King...Tells is familiar with the name, I feel that I have just heard it not long ago.

The voice of Gilbert’s stagnation continues:

"Since then, half of the comets of the Duke of Xingxing Lake in the past 500 years have been open or undisclosed. After the death of the first king, they wore a nine-star crown and inherited the supreme throne of the stars."

Therefore, the Duke of Xinghu is the predecessor of the Crown Prince, and so on...

Still thinking about who is the King of the Teresa eyebrows:

"You said, half?"

Gilbert smiled still, as if he had expected what he would ask:

"The other half, such as the ancestors of the Glacier Taren family, and your grandfather's brother, the star of the gods, John Comet, is the king's closest family and the most trusted assistant, taking power and assisting the country."

John Comet.

Stars and God of War.

Taylor’s heart sank.

He remembered a lot of things, such as in the former Northland, veteran Janet told him the fun of the Duke in the Stars, such as the Bone Prison, and Semir’s evaluation of the Duke of Star Lake, such as the ghost prince Tari, West The Duke of the Waste told him about John's life.

Gilbert seems to be more excited:

"Therefore, His Royal Highness, for the stars, the Duke of Star Lake is either awarded only to the successor of the king, as the honorary title before the Crown Prince succeeded to the throne..."

"Either the king's closest family is given, showing grace and trust, thus helping to consolidate the rule of the comet family with blood."

The closest family.

Grace and trust.

Tyres coughed and blinked:

"But I remember, although in the era of my grandfather Eddie II, the Duke of Star Lake was his brother John, but the Crown Prince he chose was..."

Unexpectedly, Gilbert quickly interrupted him, and his tone was firm and categorical:

"That just proves one thing - your grandfather is willing to believe in John with his life, believing his brother, just like believing in his own heirs. He even believes that John can continue to be faithful to assist him in the name of the Duke of Star Lake behind himself. King."

Believe in John with life.

Believe in his brother.

Just like believing in your own heirs.

Somehow, the indignant words of Semir in prison were rumored back and forth in the mind of Tyres:

Is it a son or a brother? 】

Gilbert took a deep breath and still stared at Tyres seriously, as if it were beyond doubt:

"And John did not let your grandfather down: as the biggest hero in the **** year, the former Duke of the Star Lake and his Stars Regiment South rebellious, the North against the dragon, and ultimately turned the tide, saved the entire star."

John Comet.

The greatest hero in the **** year.

Nanzheng rebellious, north against the dragon.

Turn the tide and save the stars.

Tyres silently recited these words and tried to suppress the inexplicable chill that rose from the bottom of his heart.

"Yes."

The prince is calm and calm:

"Then he died."

Gilbert stunned.

However, the foreign minister was obviously experienced. I saw him frowning and took the words of Tells very quickly:

"...and thus make this title even more noble--in the eighteen years of vacant starship in Xinghu Fort, people talk about the Duke of Xinghu, who is **** in the battlefield, and remembers his loyalty, sorrow and glory."

Listening to the other party's words, the words are not leaking. This time, Taylors did not respond, but looked at Gilbert for a long time.

At that moment, Taylor suddenly remembered the words of the sword of the disaster.

[Please trace this up and find out the truth. 】

[In the year of the bloody, the truth of the assassination of the Duke of John in the city of Sodala. 】

the truth.

In the eyes of the prince, the foreign minister frowned slightly.

He suddenly had the illusion that students who were once familiar were strangers.

A few seconds later, Tyres turned his eyes:

"Yes."

Gilbert secretly breathed a sigh of relief and forgot the strange feeling in his heart.

"Therefore, the title of the seal is deeply reflected in the trust and weight of your Majesty. This means that you are no longer a prince who cares for the father, is noble and has no real power, but is also the arm of his arm. There is authority and identity, and it is in the status that it is equal to the real vassals, and the court is ruling - the Duke of Xinghu."

Speaking of this, Gilbert looked at Taylors without excitement:

"With this identity, you can even go directly to the pre-war meeting to participate in the state affairs, and to solve the problem of your martyrdom, and never be awkward."

"And in the interaction with foreign countries, the "Duke of the Stars of the Star Kingdom" is a more vocal title, far more powerful than the 'King of the King of Kaiser.'"

Tyres still didn't talk, just thinking.

Perhaps to explain the details, perhaps what is worried, Kirbert paused for a few seconds, before the smile on his face has not disappeared:

"Of course, it is more open to all ambitions of the vassals: six years away from home, your position in your heart is still very important, and your right to inherit the throne is unshakable."

In the heart of your heart.

Tyres was on the face, and his heart shook his head silently:

Ok, this is really debatable.

Despite the lack of interest in the heart, Taylors is still very surprised in the face:

"Wow."

Gilbert seemed to be fooled by his appearance, and he saw that the foreign minister was grateful.

"Yes, I know, the Duke," he held his cane tightly and unconsciously changed his name:

"I have been waiting for this day, it has been a long time."

What Taylors thought of again, slightly stunned.

"So just now, Earl Kloma immediately walked away."

The prince looked at Gilbert:

"He knows, how can he show the world closeness and familiarity with the prince, how can he draw closer to my relationship and tacit understanding, and it is not enough for this vacant eighteen years, in the kingdom's extraordinary Duke title?"

Gilbert has a meal.

"Maybe, maybe not, but that's all their business," the foreign minister sighed:

"The most important thing now is that you will soon return to the Renaissance Palace and return to your home."

Family.

Tyres was out for a moment.

The carriage is still walking steadily, the wilderness outside the window is vast, and the scenery is magnificent, showing the beauty of the West.

But Tells knows that this is the strange sight he first saw.

"Family."

Tyres muttered:

"Is it?"

Looking at the prince's appearance, the strange feeling in Gilbert's heart rose again.

But he was good at observing his words and he quickly skipped the topic and turned his attention to the weapons of Tyres.

"Duke of the Duke, this is..."

Gilbert stared at the sword lying on the hand of Tels, his face slightly changed.

Tyres came back and sighed with a headache.

"Is it familiar? The sword of the family of Fakenhaus, the ‘warner’,” said Tyres, patted the sword of the sword:

"I have to say that it is a good sword."

Gilbert’s eyes were condensed.

The foreign minister’s expression is a bit heavy:

"The ancient imperial sword is not only worthy of a city, but also carries history, and its significance is extraordinary. The Duke of the West is too much too..."

Tyres stroked the hilt and raised his eyebrows:

“What's more generous?”

The expression of the stars and foxes became very serious.

"Considering his reputation, yes."

Thales pouted and nodded:

"Then should I hide it and let others see it?"

Gilbert shook his head:

"No, too many methods make people know. For example, when the Duke of Falkenhaus didn't bring the sword at the party, there would be a nobleman asking, then..."

Tells shrugged:

"Then should I return it?"

Kilbert paused.

"I am afraid it is."

The Minister of Foreign Affairs thoughtfully said: "I can prepare a letter for you to respect the history behind this sword. It is also worthy of respect and devotion. Our fast horse can send the sword back within a few days... ..."

But this time, to his surprise, the young prince in front of him just smiled and pushed the warning blade back to the scabbard.

"Do not."

"I am missing a sword for pickpockets."

Tyres looked at Gilbert with a smile, and his words made the latter stunned:

"I want to leave it."

Gilbert looked at Tyres slyly, and the strangeness in his heart could not be added.

"The temple - the Duke of the Great, excuse me, considering the relationship between us and the Western princes, the significance of returning it back will exceed the value of the sword itself. If the world sees you accept it..."

But Taylors interrupted him.

"Gilbert," the prince put the long sword back to his hand, his tone was dull, and his accent seemed to be nothing:

"What you are worried about is to let the world see that I have received the gift of Falkenhaus..."

Tyres’ eyes changed:

"Or let my father see?"

At this moment, Gilbert cut in earnest.

"Duke of the Duke, I suggest you don't have to think about it..." The Foreign Minister wants to stop.

"Gilbert, I saw them, all three."

Tyres looked at the scenery outside the window and slowly came out:

"Whether it is Falkenhaus, or Croma or Bozdorf, these local aristocrats, and their attitude towards me, and the things they want to tell me."

"I can feel, Gilbert, from the caution of the Duke of the Star Lake, to your concern about my friendship with the West."

"Gilbert," the prince closed his eyes and sighed:

"This is the Duke of Laos."

Taylors blinked tiredly:

"It's not good, right."

Gilbert subconsciously retorted, but stopped talking at the moment of contact with Tyre's eyes.

Tyres leaned back into the carriage wall and sighed slowly.

Gilbert looked at him quietly.

A few seconds later, the Foreign Minister sighed and gave a tired but plain smile:

"My little gentleman."

"Maybe you don't know..."

"But you know why we are here."

Taylors glimpsed.

I saw Gilbert breathe a sigh of relief and pointed out the window:

"Because six years ago, you and your country were at the conference, and this ancient country was prevented from being divided and declining."

"We have the opportunity to meet here today, six years later."

Tyres frowned.

The country is a meeting.

The memories of the past are inevitably back to the mind.

"And then, with your broad chest and decisive courage, you will go north to Exeter to fight the war and defend the kingdom."

North to Exeter...

Taylors pouted.

"But what you do is much more than that..."

Gilbert's tone is getting more and more embarrassing, but it is getting more and more serious:

"In the past six years, as the king of nature has left, the city of Longyan has been weak, and Exeter is in a more chaotic internal friction than before:"

"As far as I know, the city of Sui Zhao has just increased the tariff on grain exports to the black sand collar and the rebuilt tower, which makes the grain prices in the latter high. The three lords are full of complaints and a few deadly enemies;"

"Ziyuan City, the Guardian City is in the dispute of the Golden Corridor, around the Freedom League, and the unconscionable Commas Alliance has a secret game, which is protracted and difficult to extricate itself;"

"As a traditional ally of the King of Nuon, the relationship between the two major Eastern territories of the Glacier Sea and the Elk City and the Longyan City has deteriorated drastically. Many times in the domestic affairs, they have turned their backs and swayed each other...

Longyan City...

Hearing this noun, Taylor's palm is unconsciously tight.

"... The most important thing is that the three southern Grand Dukes who had been eyeing us, whether it was Weilan collar, rebuilt tower, or the most tabooed Chaman I, lost the common enemy and called the king of black sand. Breaking the balance of the three, and starting to turn to the inside, beware of each other."

"The lords of the three places are wary of each other. For this reason, they have to sharply reduce the military power on the border of the stars in order to prepare for each other's threats;"

Gilbert looked at him gently, his face as a smile in the divination hall:

"So in six years, the pressure on the northern borders has plummeted, and the big needle forest has returned to our patrol range. Even the most fierce Exeter hunters are afraid to go south to hunt. The people watching the city and the old tower are welcoming. Peace and prosperity;"

"And the border defense of the black sand collar is unprecedentedly empty. It is said that the flower of the fortress has crossed the border with the patrol team, camped in the black sand collar, lived for three days and three nights, and the sporadic Exeter people did not dare to approach. I dare to look far away - because their lords and their kings are abandoning each other and have no time to take care of them;"

"The Broken Dragon Fortress is in danger and the effect is immediate. The Northland is slowly recovering from farming, harvesting, grazing to business travel. Just like this time to rescue the West, there are many troops from the Broken Dragon. The deployment of the fortress’s service quotas;

Gilbert paused for a moment, with deep emotions:

"I still remember that six years ago, the standing army of the Baron Mu, who was stationed in the Central Army, was arrogant and arrogant, and he was nervously preparing for the North. Beware of the change of the fortress, you must not leave it alone;"

"But today, six years later, the army of the wrath of the kingdom rushed to the front, and as the king went to the Quartet, spreading the kingship, regardless of the East China Sea, the South Bank, the Blade, the West, the place where the four places surrendered, the sword was sealed. The decapitation of the kingdom, the territory of the kingdom that was once out of control, has been re-paved into the long table of the meeting."

"Because of the rare opportunity brought about by the decline of the dragon, we were able to let go: whether it is to integrate the domestic aristocracy, reaffirm the kingship, or to contend with Kangmas, beat the dragon kiss, warn Ellenbia, or the Chen Bing border shocked the foggy three countries, Regaining the hegemony of Xilu... What we dare not dare to do before, is on the agenda."

Listening to the news of these situations, Taylors frowned.

In these years...

Around the stars, so many things happened?

"His Highness, the hardship of the **** year, let the kingdom abolish the years, can not afford to," Gilbert's words are painful:

"For nearly two decades, in the entire generation of people, the blood of the empire, the ones who once dominated the Westland, had to succumb to the small light to raise the shackles, and the battle was as thin as ice."

The gray hair of the foreign minister reflected the sunset outside the window. His tone was ups and downs, and his heart was obviously difficult.

Gilbert took a deep breath and his face changed. As his tone rose, he revived:

"But twenty years have passed, look at it now..."

"The dragon is the wing, and the enemy is the first."

"The Milky Way shines, the stars are heavy."

If Gilbert’s eyes were shining, it would give Taylors an illusion of breathlessness:

"We finally slowed down, vacated our hands, restored our vitality, and rebuilt the river."

"The kingdom has returned to the top of the world and it is just around the corner."

The foreign minister gently gripped the shoulders of Tyres.

"And all of this, from saving the stars, integrating the kingdom, to eliminating the war, recasting the revival..."

"These are all inseparable from you, my little gentleman, my..."

Gilbert took a deep breath and looked at him in a complex mood, his eyes flashing slightly:

"Duke of Ters."

And Taylor could only look at him slyly, and he couldn’t speak for a while.

Gilbert tried to lick his eyelids, put away the crystal inside, and converge on the emotions.

"Yes."

"This Duke of Rauch is indeed not good."

The middle-aged aristocrats have a bitter but gratifying smile:

"But it is all your hard work and struggle in the past that makes you a thousand people in this great country..."

Just listen to Gilbert whispered:

"The person who is best for it."

Just at this time.

"Duke of the Duke, Lord Count."

A familiar voice came from outside the carriage.

Taylors is coming back.

He heard it, this is a member of the Royal Guards, the blonde knight who stood behind Marlous, Dre's "far relatives", the satirical Cloma family escorted Teres is an uneasy Doyle knight :

"We arrived in Lohran, this is the rest point today, we will start tomorrow."

When Taylors, who was still immersed in inexplicable emotions, reacted, Gilbert arranged his emotions and stood up with a smile.

"Thank you, Doyle, I will come here."

Gilbert pushed the door open and went out. His voice continued to come from outside the carriage. He was polite and not excited at all:

"And I am very grateful for the service of the Royal Guard."

Doyle’s laughter also sounded, apparently familiar with the foreign minister:

"The mission, Lord Count."

"And, since we were appointed as the guardian of the Duke of Star Lake," Doyle's voice is very bright, like never knowing sorrow:

"Then maybe you can call us the Duke to defend, or..."

"Star Lake Guard?"

Tyres is a glimpse.

Star Lake Guard.

Outside the carriage, the laughter of the Royal Guard and Gilbert remains the same.

But Tyres just sat quietly in the carriage, silently, and did not move.

I don't know how long it took, until Doyle's urging sounded, the young prince sighed and leaned back into the carriage, which was incomprehensible:

"are you there?"

After a few seconds, a few unspeakable hoarse voices came from the air:

"Yes."

Thales shook his head in confusion and snorted:

"Have you heard it, just what Gilbert said... What have I done?"

[From saving the stars, integrating the kingdom, to eliminating the war, recasting the revival...]

[It is all your efforts and struggles in the past that make you a thousand people in this great country...]

[The person who is the best for it. 】

Thales is fascinated.

"Yes." The answer in the air is still cherished as gold.

Tyres casually dealt with the urging of Doyle outside the car, and he looked up at the top of the car, his eyes wide:

"Jordel."

“Have you ever had a moment when everything in your life became so unreal and made you feel at a loss?”

After a few seconds, the sound of the mask guards was heard:

"Yes."

Tyres smiled and smiled at the corner of his mouth:

"Good, then I am not crazy."

His tone is lonely.

"Thales..."

His name came from the void and a hesitant comfort:

"everything will get better."

Taylors smiled and heard.

everything will get better.

"Yeah," in the carriage, Tyres said: "Every time, before things get worse..."

"I told myself this too."

Yodel did not say anything again.

(End of this chapter)