"That explains a lot."

"Having said that," Thales shrugged, looking at Croache from a distance, he couldn't help but sigh, "But she is really a special lady."

Especially in the Northland.

"It's so chic and unrestrained that people can't help but be amazed."

The prince looked at the graceful Croash in ecstasy, and couldn't help but think of Sonia Satherley, the flower of the fortress who laughed boldly in the pool of blood and played with his hair.

The next moment, Thales realized that the three people on the steps were looking at him with strange expressions.

The prince then suppressed his smile and coughed slightly:

"sorry."

The two of them finally stood five meters away from the main seat. His Excellency the Viscount looked at the young Grand Duchess on the seat with interest.

Thelma silently endured his gaze, her hand holding the seat tighter and tighter.

The Earl of Lisbon frowned slightly.

"Good day, Madam, Miss, Your Excellency, Grand Duchess Walton." Viscount Cambida bowed slightly, seemingly unaware of the tense atmosphere in the hall, "Please allow me to convey the greetings and blessings from the King: I wish you

Everything goes smoothly in the rule of Longxiao City."

Thales clearly felt that this etiquette was a bit unreverent, but in comparison, Croash's bow was more sincere.

Thelma nodded lightly. She first glanced at Lisban and then spoke cautiously and without emotion: "Of course, please also convey my gratitude to His Majesty."

She leaned back in her chair and said nothing more.

Viscount Cambida's eyes moved, his gaze passed over the taciturn Grand Duchess and the serious-faced Lisban, and he gave a meaningful smile.

"I don't seem to see the familiar ministers of Longxiao City," His Excellency the Viscount looked around in a dignified manner: "Where are the earls other than the regent of Lisban? Wasn't yesterday the day of hearing?"

"This is not a formal mission," it was Lisban himself who answered him. The former Prime Minister said coldly: "There is no need to alarm them."

"Is this really good?" Cambida made a slightly surprised expression.

"I heard that yesterday they were still discussing the marriage of the Grand Duchess? I heard that Earl Hester and Earl Nagel are both good candidates for the Grand Duke's husband?"

"But when the king's envoys came, you left them behind?"

Thales' breathing suddenly stopped.

"Your information is really well-informed. Only the direct vassals of Longxiao City can know so accurately."

Earl Lisban responded quickly after being unnoticeably surprised, with a bad tone: "Could it be that you bribed another rat in the Hall of Heroes?"

Cambida smiled: "How dare you? The vassals of Longxiao City have always been loyal, how could they bribe them for us?"

"I'm just saying that the palace is infested with rats," Risban replied quietly: "Why do you think of vassals?"

Cambida raised his eyebrows.

Charles Lisban, the former Prime Minister who served the kingdom for decades, the most capable assistant to the Born King, was once known as the man with "Dragon Eyes".

He lives up to his reputation and is a formidable opponent.

And it gets stronger with age.

"I haven't seen you for a long time. I'm glad to see that you are healthy and well." The next second, Cambida did not hesitate to cast his eyes on the only young man with the nine-pointed star emblem in the field, and smiled.

: "I would like to ask on behalf of the king: How are you doing?"

"Prince Thales."

Lisban and Nicolai both frowned.

They looked at Thales.

Thelma blinked her eyes and breathed a sigh of relief despite being surprised. She seemed a little lucky that the prince shared the pressure of the opening.

Thales frowned. He endured the stares from the audience, especially Lisban, and looked back at the smiling Cambida with suspicion.

Damn it.

This guy

He said it as if I knew Lumba very well.

Although I do know him "very well".

"It is true that we have not seen each other for many years, His Excellency Viscount Cambida, but"

Thales gritted his teeth and said: "No disease, no disaster, good health."

"Why do you sound like you are comforting those elderly people who will soon die?"

Thelma, who was above her, chuckled.

Cambida's polite and self-satisfied smile stopped on his face.

Croache beside him blew out a breath without concealment, as if he was laughing at Cambida.

Coincidentally, Earl Lisban, who usually didn't smile much, actually sneered in cooperation at this moment.

"Still as sharp-tongued as before."

Cambida looked around at the unkind glances around him, had to put away his smile, and said stiffly: "His Majesty misses you very much, His Royal Highness. He often mentioned that you still owe us a glass of wine."

Thales sighed again in his heart.

Lisban's eyes glanced at him again.

"You know, eighteen years ago, my uncle Heiman died under a glass of poisoned wine." The prince scratched his head, "I owe you a glass of wine. Are you sure these are the king's exact words?"

Cambida closed his mouth.

It seems that His Majesty is right.

This journey of ours will be interesting.

At this moment, Earl Lisban laughed.

“Cut out the useless nonsense and provocation and get to the point.”

"As the 'Night Falcon' in the Black Sand Territory who has become famous in recent years, Viscount Cambida," the regent's laughter spread throughout the hall: "Why are you here?"

Night Falcon?

Can you people from the North come up with a slightly imaginative nickname?

Recalling that Duke Arend's nickname was "Iron Eagle", Thales couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Lisban tilted his head and looked at Cambida.

"When he was troubled by Ronnie's anti-king alliance, King Charmaine wouldn't just send you to sow discord," the earl said with indescribable majesty in his voice, which reminded Thales of the man who had passed away many years ago.

The born king, "Just talking can't save your burning ass and trouble-making majesty."

"So, what important information did you bring?"

Cambida raised his head, and the smile on his face gradually faded.

He looked at Lisban and his eyes slowly became serious:

"I must admit that some minor differences have arisen between the Grand Dukes and His Majesty."

Thales sneered in his heart.

Small disagreement?

"But I believe that for the common future of Exeter people, we will stand together,"

"For the common honor and disgrace of Exeter, no matter what kind of difficulties and obstacles, we can overcome them together."

Viscount Cambida's face turned cold, and he uttered a sentence that moved everyone present:

"Like now."

Thales' heart moved.

Now?

etc.

He said that for the common good of Exeter

that means

The silence in the hall lasted for a few seconds.

The sophisticated and astute Earl of Lisban has realized something.

"Common honor and disgrace?" I saw the old count staring closely at Cambida's expression, word by word, and slowly said: "What?"

He jumped right to the conclusion he came to: "There's going to be a war?"

Thales' eyelids twitched.

Cambida raised his eyebrows slightly, seeming to be surprised by the count's answer.

What made Thales quite uneasy was that the next second, Cambida said with a smile.
To be continued...