Kingdom's Bloodline

Chapter 614 Ascends

Thales' eyelids twitched.

He looked at King Kessel's face, and for the first time found that this tough 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 as before."

But he changed the subject.

"But it's not for the so-called'moderate', the so-called'compromise', the so-called'slowly progress'," Thales looked dark.

"At least this time, no."

King Kessel's knife cut the next piece of food and knocked on the plate with a crisp sound.

"What is that for?"

The king mocked:

"Does this dinner really change you?"

Thales looked at each other silently, and at that moment he was full of emotion in his chest.

"Don't you understand, Your Majesty."

The prince lowered his head, picked up his spoon, and sighed:

"You can't beat them."

"Only you can't."

Thales fixedly stared at his spoon, watching it dig a piece of food:

"you need me."

you need me.

King Kessel was silent for a while:

"Is it too late to come here for peace?"

Hearing this, Thales couldn't help smiling, but his smile was a bit bitter.

"Seek peace?"

"Who said I asked for peace?"

Thales raised his head, his face getting colder:

"I have come to declare war with you, Your Majesty."

At that moment, the king's knife slammed the plate firmly.

Kessel slowly raised his head and looked at his son:

"what?"

I saw Thales' complexion and solemn tone:

"From today, Your Majesty, I will give you an unprecedented weapon."

"It really helps you succeed."

Across the table, King Kessel stared at him coldly, with a bad expression.

"Emore's bargaining chip, it is no longer in your hands."

Thales shook his head.

"No, not the orphan of the Emory family," the prince said indifferently:

"That's a bonus at best."

"Add head?"

Thales nodded:

"Yes, just like the'Sand King' is just the beginning, a carriage that was initially unsuccessful and deviated from the main road, but was eventually pulled back to the right path by us."

King Kessel did not speak, he knew that Thales said more than that.

Sure enough, in the next second, Thales's face was solemn:

"In order to defeat them and defeat your unpredictable opponents, Your Majesty, you must change your strategy. You can no longer run rampant with your strength, you can no longer be so strong and aggressive, you can no longer dance your sword aimlessly, and you can't day by day. Everyone is scared at night."

Thales is low and authentic:

"You need them to jump out, stand up, show up."

"You need them to relax, they are negligent, they make mistakes."

"You need to understand them, control them, paralyze them."

At that moment, the king's expression changed slightly.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Thales's attitude is frank and generous, as if this is the most logical and natural thing.

"In the Kingdom of Stars, in this endgame left by the wise monarch and the situation is so clear that there is nowhere to go, what you really need, what you lack..."

In the next second, Thales looked sharp, his voice suddenly cold:

"It's an opponent."

"An opponent who can stand up against you."

At that moment, the eyes of King Kessel V suddenly expanded!

Thales looked at each other from a distance, feeling a strange calm and relief.

That's right.

Since ancient times, swords cannot escape their sheaths.

What he wants to be is not a sword.

It's the scabbard.

"And this opponent, he must be like you, strong enough, noble enough, enough to call on the heroes to shake the kingdom, and he exists..."

Thales did not continue, but glanced tentatively at King Kessel.

For the first time, the unbiased king of iron fists was impartial, and responded in a deep voice:

"I am listening."

Thales sighed in his heart.

He found it.

Receiving, inspecting and responding to the enemy

In this hurried, difficult battle with King Kessel.

He charged, fell, resisted, was defeated again and again, and climbed up again and again...

Finally, came to the last step.

The crimes of the prison river flowed crazily in him, and finally left with satisfaction.

In the next second, Thales looked up suddenly!

"In theory, this is the only way."

"With him, you can mislead your enemies: The Iron Fisted King is not incomparable, is not irresistible, and is not a destined natural enemy."

"With him, you can confuse your enemies: The Fuxing Palace is not monolithic, not without gaps, not without weakness."

King Kessel looked solemn, and no longer had the disdain or carelessness he had before.

Thales continued quietly:

"With him, you are able to weaken your enemies: in false hope, they lose their vigilance, they are happy, and they die in peace."

"With him, you can lock down your enemy: the anti-king flag is flying high, and everyone who gathers under it will enter the middle of the ring and catch it all at once."

"And he will give you an unexpected great help, help you see through them, disintegrate them, and ultimately-destroy them."

King Kessel unknowingly put down the knife.

At that moment, his expression on Thales was extremely complicated.

I saw the king frowned:

"you……"

Thales didn't give him a chance to reply. He raised his voice and said to himself:

"In terms of interest, this is also the only way."

"With him, your opponents will no longer hide and lurch, and they will no longer be scattered around. They will gather like a pack of wolves, like a crowd of horses. From then on, they will become traceable, traceable, tangible and arrestable. Clear the way for the chariot and point the direction for the sword."

"Is there a battlefield easier to understand than this?"

King Kessel clenched his fists, his brows began to struggle.

Thales’ voice spread through Ballard’s room, causing the lights to flicker, light and shadow back and forth:

"With him, you will have the most incomprehensible undercover, as the leader of the enemy army, lurking deep in the enemy camp, no matter what game you face, you will have a firm grasp. The opposing king, play the enemy between his palms and let you ask for anything."

"Is there a better game to hold than this?"

At that moment, the king clenched his teeth, his expression grim:

"you--"

"In reality, this is also the only way!"

Thales got up suddenly:

"Today, I was rebellious and unruly, carrying a sword to force the palace, and I was not going to behave properly, it was almost rebellious!"

Thales was condescending, looking at the incredible king across the long table, for the first time he felt that the other party was "hiding" behind the long table:

"At this moment, no matter how Ren Mike plugs up the omissions, the news has spread throughout the royal capital and will soon sweep the country."

"No matter how our father is kind and filial, there will always be people who remember the rift between the king and his heirs, this scene of our monarchs confronting each other, and trying to take advantage of the emptiness, take advantage of it, and make trouble."

Thales' voice dimmed:

"Our relationship has long been irreparable and irreparable."

"And all your efforts for the'father, kindness and filial piety' have also been lost, meaningless."

King Kessel's complexion changed, he stretched out his hand and clasped the table tightly.

"In that case," Thales said expressionlessly and coldly:

"Why not make the most of it, take advantage of this thing."

"Why not push the boat along the river, hoping to ride the wind and waves?"

"Diving into the sea?"

The King of Ironfist breathed hard, biting out from between his teeth:

"you……"

"So, for reason, for benefit, for reality, Your Majesty."

Thales looked at him faintly, seemingly righteous and ruthless:

"I, Thales Star..."

"I am destined to be your enemy."

The voice fell.

The atmosphere in the Ballard room seemed to have restored peace, extremely quiet and comfortable.

It's cozy.

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 breath.

strange.

He smiled slightly:

"Roughly the same."

"Do not."

The Ironfist King interrupted him with suppressed anger:

"You do not know."

King Kessel took a deep breath and adjusted his breath.

"On the bright side, you have to break with me and cut off the seat, stand against me with a clear-cut stand, fight against the Supreme King, walk into that sinister and greedy camp, and call the enemies of the kingdom brothers and sisters, speak out for them, and become their banner and hope?"

"Behind the scenes, you have to conspiracy with me, be my spy against your heart and morals, be a tyrant with a lone husband, ruin your position and foundation, sell your soul to the king, and after saddle the king, stab countless despicable sins A knife behind?"

The iron-fisted king gritted his teeth, as if looking at the biggest **** in the world:

"Do you know what this means?"

why.

Why is he so surprised.

Isn't he caused this situation alone?

Looking at King Kessel's expression, Thales grinned.

It is strange that when this moment really comes, those emotions he thought he would feel: resentment, grievance, unhappiness, sadness, sadness, loss...

All without a trace.

All he could feel was the boundless silence.

"Interestingly speaking, I have a friend who taught me a lesson."

Thales smiled, remembered his former "old friend", and said:

"Betrayal is the essence of the alliance."

It is also strange that, in addition to holding hatred and disdain, he suddenly missed that ugly woman at this moment.

It turned out that this is how she feels.

King Kessel's expression changed again.

But this time, he suppressed the unnecessary emotions and tried his best to return to the calm and rational king before.

"Do you know the possible cost and worst consequences of your proposal?"

The iron-fisted king's eyes fired:

"If you take this as an expedient measure to prevaricate me, and hope that the two sides will sway, or even be capricious, in the middle and profit, then you would be wrong."

Thales pursed his lips, feeling that the air in Ballard's room was finally beginning to flow.

"You better understand." At this moment, the king was extremely solemn, with a faint threat in his words:

"This is not a chess game or game."

"This is really true-war."

Thales' eyelids twitched.

"And anyone, no matter his surname or first name, high rank, weight, wise or brave, enterprising or gentle, if he thinks he is, dare to stand in the middle of the battlefield..."

At that moment, King Kessel was murderous:

"Everyone will be crushed to pieces."

"Let's talk about the right and the left."

"benefit from."

This second, Thales was completely empty.

That's right, scabbard.

Thales said to himself silently:

Not only to meet the wind and frost outside the sheath.

More tolerate the sharpness of the sheath.

This is the way to deal with the iron-fisted king.

No matter how heavy the price is.

Sealing a thousand blades, is he evil?

The prince lowered his head and exhaled with difficulty.

"Yeah, I know."

When he looked up again, his eyes were already serious:

"But as you said: I was born for the stars."

King Kessel's eyes narrowed.

"Compared with the vast stars and the lofty kingdom," Thales said lightly: "Our father-son relationship, grievances and hatred, and even life and wealth."

"None is that important yet."

At that moment, King Kessel's expression moved, he struggled a few times, but after all he did not speak.

Seeing the other's reaction, Thales smiled slightly:

"Just like five hundred years ago, the king of ascending to kill his sons and sacrifice to gods.

King Kessel was slightly surprised.

Thales looked at the deep ceiling and sighed:

"He who hears it, only knows that this is against the heavens and is cruel and terrifying."

"The one who knows and walks, Fang Xiao is sad, heroic and generous."

Thinking of the story he had unearthed, Thales gradually lost his mind:

"The'King of Ascend' Elan I was infamy and ruined his prestige."

"The'alien' prince Hyman shed blood and sacrificed his life."

"Canxing joined forces, father and son complicit, inspiring the kingdom's enthusiasm, inciting the anger of the subjects to crusade, and finally put the power aloft, and the two hundred-year-old sunset temple knocked down the altar, causing its division and decline, and it was devastated."

At this moment, the room is bright and boundless, and words are loud and loud.

And King Kessel's eyes changed:

"This version of the statement has always been the secret of the royal family. How did you know?"

Thales looked at him, smiled relieved, but did not explain:

"Yes, outsiders don't know it, but the Canstar royal family knows that this is the truth and meaning of'Deng Gao Jizi'."

"With the blood of the son and the grief of the father, strip the ribbon of theocratic power from the king's scepter."

In the next second, Thales looked solemn.

"Let me come forward, Your Majesty, let me be your enemy."

"Your spy, your pawn, your bargaining chip."

"Your sword."

He stood on the table and looked straight at the king:

"In this way, I can help you achieve what you want."

"It's not just the'Sand King', not only the Western Wilderness, but the entire kingdom."

At the end of the long table, King Kessel stared at the boy in front of him, swallowing several times in his throat.

Perhaps it was the in and out of the captain of the guard that made the lights more exuberant, the chill in Ballard's room gradually disappeared, 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 bet on my fame, life and future."

"To help you achieve the unprecedented great cause of the kingdom."

Thales squeezed his fingers into a fist and slammed it heavily on his chest.

Years ago, the burned scar seemed to be feverish again.

"This is my real bargaining chip today."

He looked at the dumb king and said solemnly:

"From the time I was under the gaze of the whole kingdom, I rushed into the palace to rebel in a grand manner, and completely broke with you at the Imperial Conference, it has taken shape."

"And you have no reason to refuse."

Thales smashed his chest, his eyes cold:

"Accept it and you will get unprecedented benefits,"

"The predicament is no longer, it will be solved."

"The road ahead is open and renewed suddenly."

Thales paused, took a deep breath, and forced himself to speak sharply:

"If the stars are there, the empire will live forever."

In the next moment, Thales suddenly stretched out his hand in the direction of the king!

King Kessel trembled slightly.

"but……"

He stared at Thales in a daze.

It seemed that it was not his son who stood before him.

But a new stranger.

"For the stars, Your Majesty," the young man raised his palm flat, his tone was firm, his eyes looked at death like home:

"Let us be enemies of each other."

The secret room is deep.

But the king did not answer.

He has a breathing disorder.

"Kaiser Star..."

Thales was unmoved, he still stared at the man in front of him:

"how do you say?"

The lights flickered.

Kessel did not answer.

He looked in a trance.

"The King of Iron Fist..."

Thales's complexion was deep, he stretched his voice and lowered his tone, disturbing:

"how do you say?"

The King of Iron Fist did not answer either.

He was stiff.

"father!"

At this moment, Thales's eyes were sharp, and he shouted hoarsely:

"you--"

"How to say!"

The little black house that has been closed for so long, that's all for New Year's Day, it's really...the size is not too thick.