"The important thing is, if the stars are involved," the regent looked solemnly at the desolate-looking Grand Duchess: "Then our next Western Expedition..."

The discussion among the vassals resounded in the hall again.

Count Linna sneered: "Imagine this: when we were fighting to attack the city, there were a total of five thousand people in the desert to the south watching leisurely, waiting to give us a blow at any time, and there might be others behind them.

The entire Kingdom of Stars..."

"Twenty years ago, even if we had three Grand Dukes working together, the war would have dragged on for nearly a year because of the intervention of the White Elves and Camus." He narrowed his eyes, as if remembering those years: "Guess what, the stars can

How long will it drag us on, two years? Three years?"

"The king must be very happy to see this scene."

The envoys from Qiyuan City looked at each other with ugly expressions.

The atmosphere in the hall became increasingly depressing.

Thales ignored the unkind glances that glanced at him from time to time and quickly rearranged the information he knew.

Things won't be that simple, nor will they be that complicated.

It's just that the chess game needs to be raised a little higher. I originally thought that this was a storm between Exeter and the Free Alliance, or even within Exeter.

The Freedom Alliance wants to be independent, the Black Sand Territory wants to tide over the difficulties, Qiyuan City wants to protect its own interests, and Longxiao City wants to balance its own power. The other Grand Dukes are eager to sit back and watch the king's decline and Longxiao City's split.

And now...

We need to add the stars into the mix.

So, in this storm, where is the best interest of Xingchen?

"This is just an optimistic situation," Count Curterson clasped his fingers and calculated the numbers as if talking to himself: "If the opposite side... the opposite side is really the Kingdom of Stars that came out in force after the Year of Blood...

…”

"It's even worse, including the white elves who suffered losses in the previous war, and the four northern cities of Camas, who are looking at the situation..."

"And us, we only have Longxiao City and Qiyuan City..."

Count Nazaire looked at him calculating the chips, let out a long sigh, and said the words that made many Northlanders unhappy:

"When was the last time Exeter lost a battle...?"

No one spoke.

Boom!

The one-armed Count Kierkegaard punched the arm of the chair, making a dull sound.

The livid face told his mood at the moment.

The vassals clenched their fists one after another.

"The situation has become complicated." Earl Lisban's face remained unchanged and he said calmly.

Nazer nodded.

It's rare for two old friends and rivals to agree.

Thales was still thinking quickly.

Conjectures came to his mind one by one.

"If the plan to send troops remains unchanged, we need to readjust the deployment of troops, including the quality of the recruited soldiers," the old earl said in a serious tone: "The difference between facing the enemy Free Alliance and the enemy Star Kingdom is not the slightest."

"You mean, retreat?" Lisban's words came steadily.

"I didn't say that. After all, the lady has made a promise, and it is related to the honor of Longxiao City and Walton," Count Nazer said seriously: "But if we still have to send troops to fight, we can't use the same attitude as before.

, dealt with it hastily."

"After all, the opponent we are facing is our old enemy for nearly seven hundred years."

"Shield of the Western Continent, Descendant of the Empire."

No one spoke anymore.

Only the Death Crow shook his head and exhaled.

The heir of Qiyuan City, Ian Ronnie, stared in disbelief, looking at Thales and then at Thelma on the steps.

how come……

In the Grand Duke's seat, Thelma looked stunned.

At this moment.

"No."

Count Linna raised his head and attracted the attention of the entire hall.

"The problem is actually very simple." The Earl, who had a cold expression and spoke like a knife, looked at Thales again this time and said with deep meaning: "We neither need to increase our troops nor need to hesitate."

Thales' scalp tightened.

coming.

What worried him the most after what happened.

Many people moved slightly.

"The stars have an army coming to disrupt the situation."

"And we have their heirs."

Count Linna said coldly: "Prince Thales Bright Star, right?"

"A name that has never appeared in the Shining Star family tree."

At that moment, Thales felt that the eyes around him were getting colder and colder.

Earl Hester was startled: "You mean..."

Count Linna sighed: "Cut off one of his hands and send it to Yongxing City."

"Tell his crazy dad: retreat immediately."

"problem solved."

At that moment, the Grand Duchess turned her head suddenly and looked at Thales in disbelief.

But Thales remained indifferent.

Then the Grand Duchess looked at her regent anxiously, but Earl Lisban just shook his head slightly, indicating that he should be calm.

The people in the North became quiet and looked at Thales with increasingly weird looks.

Among them, Monty the Death Crow showed a strange smile to him.

Still like a hunter, looking at his prey.

Thales sighed.

"Hey, enough is enough," finally, Earl Hester couldn't help but said:

"This is not in line with the behavior of the people in the North. More than three thousand years have passed since the ignorant era when the Iron-Blooded King drank his heart out!"

Count Linna shook his head: "This is his role. Thank the gods, after six years of wasting food, this precious hostage finally came in use."

Thales clenched his fists.

"Wait a minute, that was the iron-fisted king who executed three hundred nobles in one night. It is said that the lunatic watched the entire execution without blinking an eye." Count Curterson snorted with no respect: "If he is really as rumored,

If you have a heart as strong as stone and refuse to retreat even if you do this..."

Count Linna smiled.

"That's enough of you," Earl Hester snorted impatiently: "Release him in exchange for retreat, or simply kill him to show your dissatisfaction with the Star People, and we torture children to vent our anger? What's going on."

Count Linner sneered.

"This is not venting anger. Besides, we are just releasing him," a cold light appeared in his eyes: "It's just in the form of installments."

Earl Hester frowned.

Installment?

"One letter is not convincing enough, so two, three, four..."

"Anyway, in addition to his palms, he also has arms, legs, feet, eyes, nose, ears..." Count Linna's cold words echoed in Thales's ears: "Every time we write a letter, we 'install it'

Release part of this prince."

"Until King Kessel retreats."

"Or never."
Chapter completed!