Archduke Lecco knocked on the table.

"I see."

"No matter what we plan to do," the old Grand Duke's old face seemed to be more vicissitudes of life, "blaming the stars and sending troops to the north, let's put it on hold for the time being. Of course, today's matter must be handled properly."

"Especially, regarding the death of His Majesty Nunn."

His eyes refocused and turned to Lumba: "If we don't plan to blame the stars, we have to have a good reason."

Eyes cold.

At that moment, even Selma felt the atmosphere in the air solidify.

In the hall, everyone's positions have changed.

The four archdukes stood together unknowingly, with Ronny and Olesio in the lead, and Thales standing beside them.

Opposite them, Lumba stood alone in front of the brazier.

The firelight and shadow divided his face into two parts, one light and one dark, which was strange and disturbing.

Lumba slowly raised his head.

These people...are the obstacles to Exeter's progress.

He glanced at the several grand dukes one by one, and the latter responded to him with different expressions.

"You have all made your decision, haven't you." Lombard said in his most indifferent tone: "Four old and wise Grand Dukes of Exeter, the situation was turned around by a few words from a star kid, and you wavered in your position with just one mouthful of words.

.”

He snorted softly and glanced at Thales: "Pathetic."

Thales held Thelma's hand tightly and silently watched the interaction between the archdukes.

He gritted his teeth, knowing that the situation was irreversible.

"He can't turn the situation around with just one word," Archduke Lecco's tone also became colder:

"No one can."

The bald old man narrowed his eyes: "But isn't it you, Charmaine Lombard, who helped him convince us with actions and facts?"

Lombard said darkly and sarcastically: "So this is your answer?"

"First, for the sake of Exeter, we decided to cover up the death of the king together. After a few minutes of swearing an alliance, you rediscovered your conscience and decided to send me back to the execution platform of the regicide again?"

"We can still talk about this..." Trudida said gently.

Lumba's razor-sharp gaze pierced him.

The Jarhead lord choked.

Lumba turned his head again and scanned the lords over and over again, especially carefully.

It was as if he wanted to see through their souls.

These people, is it because of these people that Exeter got to where he is now?

ridiculous.

sad.

Finally, after a while, Lumba lowered his head and let out a chilling laugh.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Thales felt uneasy, and he knew that the matter was far from resolved.

"Charmaine," Olesiu frowned and said only one word: "Don't."

Lumba raised his head sharply.

"Do you really know what you are doing?" Facing the Grand Dukes, Grand Duke Heisha's tone has never been so terrifying: "Your hesitation and retreat are allowing a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to slip through your fingers."

"You also heard what he said, about the current situation of the stars," Archduke Lecco responded calmly: "Your plan may not be the best choice for Exeter."

"Boom!" Lumba's scabbard hit the ground again.

"Then do you believe him?" Lombard said coldly.

"Don't you understand? As long as we work together, power, wealth, status, and all problems can be made up for with the benefits stolen from our old enemies." His eyes seemed to be burning with fire: "For Exter, we must

…”

Grand Duke Ronnie suddenly changed his expression and spoke loudly, interrupting Lumba: "Listen up, regicide!"

"I am also the master of this country, and I also own Exeter." The long-haired Grand Duke stood in front of all the Grand Dukes like an iron warrior: "And you have neither the right nor the ability to tell me: for my

Country, what must I do?"

"Don't force the rest of the people to follow your methods and be loyal to 'your' Exeter."

Lumba clenched his fists.

"There are ten Exters among us," the Duke of Black Sand gritted his teeth: "That's the problem!"

Grand Duke Ronny sneered in response: "So you still admit that you kicked the rest of us out?"

Lumba's expression was as cold as ice, and he almost scratched the hilt of his sword.

Trudida sighed and interjected like a peacemaker: "Charmaine, you have to understand us: imagine that one day your son or grandson lives on the streets, like the meanest..."

"so what?"

Lumba suddenly spoke up, interrupting him like a furious lion: "Will it be worse than now?"

Trudida was speechless for a moment, and looked at Lumba with an increasingly weird expression.

The other princes frowned and looked at Lumba.

At that moment, the four Grand Dukes had a clear realization: this Grand Duke of Black Sand might not be of the same kind as them, but a completely different existence from them.

Ronnie took over the conversation coldly: "For those who benefit from it, of course it is better. Unfortunately, I am not among them."

silence.

Lumba took a deep breath, as if to suppress the rising anger.

"Hehehehe..." He let out an unsettling laugh from his nose:

"Six hundred years."

He glanced at everyone coldly, even Thelma:

"From the first second of birth, we are like hounds on a collar, racking our brains to scheming with vassals, and trying every possible means to fight openly and secretly with the king."

"Even if we become kings ourselves, we will just repeat the same fate in this sad yoke."

"For six hundred years, generation after generation, we have been spinning in circles like headless ants," Lumba twisted his face: "Don't you find it boring?"

"The oath of co-governance? In order to break this sad cycle and for the future of this country," Grand Duke Heisha gritted his teeth and said with trembling hands:

"I put everything on the line."

"In the end, I can only sit back and watch your selfishness and short-sightedness destroy Exeter's future."

The princes all looked at each other, with inexplicable feelings rising in their hearts.

At this moment.

"Your Excellency," Thales said softly, "please don't make excuses for yourself, as if you are so noble, selfless and great."

Lumba turned his head suddenly and shot his frozen gaze at the prince.

"If Exeter can be saved, why does it have to be you?" Thales said calmly: "Why can't it be someone else? For example...King Nun?"

Lumba's breath hitched.

The other princes also paused slightly.

"Yes, I realized later that you are not the only one who has clearly seen the current situation of the stars." The prince sighed, remembering the scene where King Nuen mentioned the wise king to himself a few minutes before his death: "Also

There is the supreme commander who led the army across the fortress, the natural king, Nun Walton VII."

"If you really only have the Kingdom of Exeter in your heart and nothing else, why don't you take advantage of the situation and hand over your authority to King Nunn?"

Thales looked at Lumba, whose face was distorted, and said word by word: "Accept the king's officials, accept the king's orders, accept the penetration of the royal power into the Black Sand Territory, and willingly become the next Fengzhao City."

"Let the entire Exter gather more closely under the banner of the Dragon Spear in the Cloud in Longxiao City," the prince suddenly raised his hand and pointed to the stone carving of the Dragon Spear in the Cloud on the ceiling: "By the most powerful natural king

, come and become the sole ruler of Exeter!"

The hall fell silent again.

Rumba's expression became increasingly cold.

"But you didn't want to, your family didn't want to," Thales replied softly, "That's why today's tragedy happened."

"You think that your past, the death of your brother and mother, gives you a reason to hate the oath of co-governance, which will make your actions different, become extremely prominent, become particularly tragic, and become interesting.

Is it heroic?"

Lumba paused and turned towards him.
To be continued...