"Like this," the old man's words sounded slowly: "The killing of souls never stops."

"Until all our enemies are destroyed."

"Or Walton suffers all casualties."

"But if that happens - I swear in the name of the ancestors of all generations, the world will definitely end."

The old man's words fell softly, but Thales felt that the five grand dukes on his left and right hands all moved naturally or unnaturally in the darkness.

"I believe this is a great weapon, but destruction and revenge alone may not be able to entrust its brilliance," Thales said with a hint of meaning: "Since it was once held in the hands of such a great person, it must be patient.

Karu's wisdom, prowess, personality and brilliance are also the reasons why the Soul-killing Spear is great."

According to the plan, an expected conflict will occur between Nunn and Thales.

The hunter's trap will then be laid.

The old man didn't answer.

Although he knew it was an act, Thales still curled up his lips in embarrassment.

The atmosphere is very stiff.

At that moment, Thales could understand what the lords in the Star Kingdom were thinking when they looked at Kessel.

[No one knows what a king who is alone in the world and has no scruples... will do...] The scene of the one-eyed dragon Coster forcing his way into the palace in the Hall of Stars is still vivid in my mind.

Thales suddenly became inexplicably nervous.

He swallowed lightly and then saluted respectfully on the spot.

"Tiles Brightstar, as the second prince of the Star Kingdom, represents my father, the 39th generation supreme king of the Star Kingdom and the Southern Islands, and the Western Desert, His Majesty Kessel Brightstar," Thales

Control your body and don't be nervous - this becomes easier after acquiring that kind of wave power, and at the same time recite the practiced lines word for word: "Visit the glorious Exeter, and the glorious Longxiao

City, visit the Grand Duke of Longxiao City who is also highly respected and famous..."

"The ruler of the entire Kingdom of Exeter, the most convincing king of all -"

"'The_born_king', His Majesty Nun Walton."

Born king.

This is the nickname of Nunn VII. Not many people call him, but he is widely known.

Because people often say that when he was young, he showed his talent as a lord who could govern a whole place.

Almost born a king.

Thales raised his body, looked at the old man's unchanging but stern expression with furrowed eyebrows, and after taking a deep breath, he slowly said:

"My father and I deeply understand your loss and grief."

"He asked me, on behalf of the Bright Star family, to express his deepest apologies to you and the Walton family, and to express my condolences for the misfortune of His Highness Morar."

This is a grudge between two families, not an involvement between two countries. At least this must be made clear - this was Putilai's prior reminder to him.

"But he believes in your character and ability, and believes that you can make the best choice. The Canxing family is willing to provide all possible help to make up for and save the consequences of the tragedy."

"And I am here," Thales said, "bringing the most peaceful and friendly message to the Bright Star family."

Now, he has to wait for the other party's response.

Silence followed.

For a while, Thales could only hear the muffled sound in the stove and the cold wind outside the stone hall.

Five pairs of eyes in the darkness stared at him motionlessly.

The only old man who had the right to reply did not move at all, and his blue eyes were as dim as before.

Just when he felt as if a century had passed, His Majesty Nun VII, the co-king of Exeter and the Grand Duke of Dragon Sky City, the born king, finally took a slow breath and raised his head upright, with a face full of vicissitudes of life.

And looked at Thales tiredly.

"I'm very old."

"Only slightly younger than your grandfather, King Eddy of the Stars, but I don't have as many children as him," King Nun sighed, and the rhythm of his words was extremely slow, making people feel the chill in his tone.

: "I didn't have my eldest son until I was thirty."

"And Moral... I only had a child when I was in my forties."

"I still remember that when he was your age, he used to lean against my seat here and beg me to let him go outside the palace and start hunting with the help of the White Blade Guards."

King Nun's expression was numb, and his eyes revealed complex nostalgia and sorrow.

"I always say yes with a smile."

"But after his brother passed away, I was always cautious," Nuen squinted his eyes and shook his head slowly: "I can't let him be hurt in the slightest anymore... I can't..."

"But my reason still tells me," King Nunn straightened up and approached Thales in a calm tone: "Children must grow up through beatings."

There was silence for more than ten seconds.

Only the breathing of the princes on both sides could be heard.

Reason told Thales: Even if it was acting, Nunn's emotions at this time were definitely not fake, and it was best for him not to speak.

If this was all Nunn's plan...

Finally, King Nuen breathed out, he closed his eyes and said slowly:

"The day before I sent him south, Moral told me that he had a sweetheart, but his background was not good."

"So he came to me begging for my help and my permission and blessing for their union."

"I'm not very happy..."

King Nun leaned back in his chair slumped: "Do you know what I said to him?"

As usual, an ominous premonition enveloped Thales' mind.

He comforted himself: everything was under King Nunn's control.

"I said……"

King Nuen opened his eyes, looked at his open right palm, and said numbly and coldly:

"'Let's talk about it when you come back'"

"That's what I said..."

"Waiting for you..." King Nuen's voice began to tremble unconsciously.

Several Grand Dukes turned to their Majesty with incomprehensible expressions.

"return……"

The next moment, King Nuen suddenly clenched his right hand and punched it on the long table.

"Boom!"

Thales didn't dare to say anything out loud, and quietly watched a father who lost his son express his sadness in a very real way.

"That is my only, only remaining son..." The old man's expression became gray and obscure.

"I should watch him become a real man and warrior, and then before I die, hand over my position, my wealth, my power, everything I have to him, to Moral." Nunn.

The seventh generation's tone sounded regretful and desperate:

"But now I can only sit here and listen to a little brat hypocritically apologizing." King Nun's tone became more and more calm, but the atmosphere became more and more wrong: "Listen to him: I'm sorry, your son died in our place.

.”

"And I can't do anything."

Thales' heart sank.

It was fine before, but now at this pace...

Somewhat bad.

Is the rough part about to come?

He reminded himself secretly.

The old king let out a long sigh, and his sad mood obviously made the several grand dukes feel a little uncomfortable. They looked at each other quickly and exchanged glances.

"Why?" King Nuen raised his head and saw that he frowned and continued in a low voice: "Because I am a king."

"Because I am almost seventy years old, because I am responsible for a family, and because I want to maintain the balance of the country..."

"Because once I do something to this child, I will have to pay the price of an all-out war until death..."

Thales's face changed, and he spoke softly: "Your Majesty, I sincerely bring the stars and the bright stars..."

"sincere?"

But Nunn did not give him a chance to speak. Instead, the other party interrupted him with a numb expression and a cold tone: "Believe me, when you were as old as me, when your only son was slaughtered in the wild like an animal.

when."

"You will find that there is nothing..."
To be continued...