Under their increasingly ugly expressions, he turned his head with difficulty and looked at the princes: "The prerequisites for your livelihood will gradually disappear, and your advantages will gradually disappear."

"All means and changes envisioned by Lombard, no matter what the original intention, will lead to a result."

Thales took a deep breath and said seriously: "And those are you, the other nine famous Dukes who rule the North together. It is the beginning of your loss of power and the decline of your family."

Grand Duke Lombard's face was as dark as water, and the eyes he looked at Thales became more and more complex.

The princes were as motionless as stone statues, and they didn't know how much they listened.

"One day, you will change from a great vassal of one side, to a great nobleman with only glory, to a rich man with only wealth, or even to a commoner with nothing, and finally be reduced to a state where you can only be left to the dust by future generations.

The day when family history was unearthed from the ashes..."

"And the Nekaru Oath, which has protected Exeter from being divided for six hundred years and stipulated that ten grand masters govern the North, will become the oldest page of history in the museum," Thales sighed deeply and shook his head.

road:

"Just like your family, it will slowly turn yellow over time and will never return."

"This is the price to pay for what Lombard calls 'saving Exeter.'"

Thales finished his words and slowly raised his head.

At that moment, the princes finally came to their senses from the state of stone sculptures, but everyone's expressions were not subtle.

Lumba lowered his head and stared at his old sword.

In disbelief, Trudida cast doubtful eyes at Olesiu and Ronny, but the master of Welland just shook his head silently, and the lord of Qiyuan City simply turned his face down and ignored them.

"Charmaine," Archduke Lecco's eyes seemed to have returned to turbidity. The old man said in his deepest and hoarse voice today: "Tell me, what you want is just an army that can defeat the stars, right?"

"Didn't you think of anything else?"

"For example, a co-ruling oath?"

The eyes of the princes all shot towards Lombard.

One second.

Two seconds.

Grand Duke Heisha finally raised his gaze from his sword.

He forced a smile at first, then turned cold.

"Everything this kid said is based on lies with strong selfish motives," Lumba, who had a complex expression, said in a bad tone: "As long as he arouses even a slight suspicion in your hearts, he will win the provocation between us.

The rift between us will collapse our efforts to fight against the stars, leaving room for the increasingly powerful Star Kingdom to breathe!"

Thales sighed silently in his heart.

"Don't you think it's ridiculous to put aside all his confusing words and all his inexplicable assumptions that never happened?" Lombard gritted his teeth, as if he was insulted, "For Exeter,

All the great princes unite as one and go south to defeat the stars, but this is actually the source of our own destruction?"

After hearing Lumba's words, the princes looked suspicious and began to think about it.

Thelma was shocked when she saw the reactions of the grand dukes.

currently.

"Inaccurate."

The prince's words came steadily.

Lumba frowned: "What?"

"'We' bring about self-destruction?" Thales exhaled and said seriously: "The only ones who bring about self-destruction are the other nine."

"In this game of change initiated by Rumba, Exeter is like a giant dragon with ten heads, devouring each other in the surging tide." Thales sighed: "If everything goes well, only one of them will

The head is also the one with the strongest power, the most adequate preparation, the most adaptable to the situation, and the quickest reaction, the one who can survive to the end."

Grand Duke Lecco suddenly raised his head and stared at Thales.

Grand Duke Ronnie looked stern.

"As I said before, he will consolidate power as the final ruler and use the ferocious momentum after the reform to devour the other nine Grand Duchys as nourishment and food, thereby creating his own unprecedented and supreme empire.

Kuster Crown."

Thales's eyes were covered with a haze that is rare for ordinary people, and he said dullly: "Who do you think the only person, the person closest to the truth, will be in Lumba's plan?"

He looked at the expressions of the grand dukes, shook his head slightly, walked to the brazier that had just been knocked down, and slowly squatted down.

The prince reached into the cool firewood, fiddled with it, and fished out the thrown dagger.

"But regardless of whether Lombard will succeed or not, except for the last ruler in the newly born Kingdom of Exeter," his words continued to come, hitting the hearts of several grand dukes like a hammer: "No one will be able to do it again."

There’s room for the other nine.”

Thales shook the dagger, and without changing his expression, he took off the sheath given to him by Yodel from his belt, and blew on it gently.

"Please remember, everyone, maybe it will take more than ten years, maybe decades, maybe a hundred years..."

"But if one day, your family fades away, your descendants are displaced, and your status no longer exists," Thales stood up slowly and turned to the grand dukes:

"That must start from today, from the time you agree to Lumba's conditions."

Thales's eyes lit up and he thrust the dagger into its sheath: "Qiang!"

There was a clear sound of metal friction, and the princes all looked at him with gloomy faces and motionless.

"This is the answer to the mystery," Thales said solemnly: "This is the reason why Lombard refused to reveal his true motives to you at the beginning. It is the cruel truth behind his duty to gather you to 'save Exeter' without hesitation."

"In order to defeat the stars, Lumba and you work together," he ended his words softly: "But the irony is that just before defeating the stars, you will be wiped out."

There was another silence in the hall.

"Charmaine, I have to say, this is really..." Trudida hesitated with a look of disbelief on her face, and finally sighed: "Forget it, I don't know how to describe this feeling."

"It's really disturbing." Archduke Ronnie added coldly, looking at the leader Lecco, who just frowned and said nothing.

Archduke Alessio put his chin on his arms and spoke with difficulty: "Charmaine..."

But as for Rumba, he is faster.

"It's all unfounded lies, it's all things that have never happened, it's all alarmist speculation!"

"But he used it as a reason? And you really believe it?" Duke Heisha's voice was still cold, but he could already hear his irritation: "Don't forget, the threat from the stars is real! "

Lumba strode forward, put his hands on the square table, his face was like ice and snow: "What we saw and heard twelve years ago, and what King Kessel did in the past twelve years, aren't they all seen in your eyes? ?”

"Why would you rather waver for empty words than act for solid facts?"

The person who answered him was still Thales.

"A solid fact?" the prince said quietly.

This time, Lumba turned his head, his eyes full of resentment and murderous intent.

Thales didn't pay attention to his eyes. He asked softly: "Your Excellencies, if you succeed in attacking the stars, what will Lumba plan to do next?"

The princes looked at each other with unclear emotions.

Lumba's eyes narrowed and he clenched his fists.

"He wants the North of Stars." Grand Duke Ronny said softly.

"He wants to guard the border for us, monitor and suppress the stars," Ronnie's words were slow and cold, but full of force: "For this reason, he can give up whether it is to jointly hold the throne or even the Black Sand Territory."

Thales exhaled softly.

"It's easy." The prince showed a malicious smile and stared at the livid Lumba: "His Excellency the Grand Duke of Black Sand, if you think my words are unreasonable, then prove it with conclusive facts."

"For Stars, the North is a zone of unfinished change, with traditional power and old habits still shrouding it. But for Exeter, the North, which is also part of the Great Northern Region, has already begun the forerunner of change. The best base for change.”

All I heard was Thales said calmly: "Grand Duke Lombard, for the sake of your unity, give up this spoil of war in the north and give it to others."

Lumba suddenly raised his head and looked at him.

The princes also raised their heads one after another with different expressions.

Thales still has a calm expression, which he learned from Raphael. This pretty boy's attitude can always make people angry.

Shless complained that among the many conditions given to him by Lombard, whether they were tariff concessions or resource contracts, the North was excluded.

Isn't this obvious?

"Of course, you can also make a guarantee," Thales raised the corner of his mouth and continued: "Whether it is imitating the changes made by the virtuous monarch, or things that endanger the families of the great dukes... none of it will happen in your hands.

."

"In this way, you have no soil and opportunities in your hands to initiate changes that may bring disaster. You have also been cleared of suspicion." Thales looked solemn, "The other Grand Dukes can rest assured and continue to cooperate with you, right?

."

As soon as these words came out, the hall ushered in the longest silence.

Lumba froze on the spot.

His hand unconsciously rested on the hilt of the sword, motionless.

The princes exchanged information in each other's eyes.
To be continued...