"You don't bother to compromise and never show weakness. You still want to be decisive and resolve this matter vigorously and decisively like before."

Thales knocked on the sword spine of the bearer, and there was a dull metallic sound.

"But in the final analysis, you are not willing."

The young man forgot about the different looks of the ministers, the footsteps of the guards following the king's gesture, and even the heavy sword beside his shoulder and neck. He could only see the end of the long table, the opponent he could not choose but could only face.

.

The river of sin keeps rolling.

"You don't want to lose the whole chess game just because of one piece."

Thales looked deeply at King Kessel and moved the sword in his hand an inch closer to his neck.

"The whole chess game?"

The Iron Fist King sneered.

"Ten seconds are up, and you're not as important as you think, kid."

"And you too, father!"

Unexpectedly, Thales shouted loudly. He put both hands on the hilt of the sword and held the blade across his throat.

The crime of the prison river agitated crazily.

"Compared with the six hundred and eighty-year-old kingdom and the two-thousand-year-old empire, you and I are nothing!"

Thales' eyes widened with anger. He pressed his abdomen against the table and leaned forward to the limit. The epee on his shoulder trembled due to lack of strength:

"No more than a speck of dust."

The sin of the prison river screamed, unwilling to give up and angry.

King Kessel sneered and waved his raised palm down.

"Unless, father," Thales gritted his teeth and ignored the stinging pain in his neck. He felt that except for the pair of blue eyes, everything around him was in a trance:

"We are born for the stars."

Born for the stars.

The Iron Fist King's expression changed.

His gesture stopped in mid-air, motionless.

Time seemed to stop at this moment.

"Stop! Go back! Back! Back!"

Lord Adrian spoke hastily, shouting to stop a few royal guards who could not restrain themselves and wanted to take action before His Majesty gave the order.

"Well," Viscount Connie took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to smooth things over: "How about we——"

But then Prime Minister Cullen's big slap hit him hard on the shoulder!

He slammed the loyal words and criticisms of the Minister of Commerce and Trade back into his stomach.

Duke Donghai had no expression on his face and just put his index finger to his lips.

He is used to seeing strong winds and waves, and he knows that this is a conversation that only the bright star can participate in, and a language that only the royal family can understand.

The silent depression lasted for a long time.

Until the king's voice came faintly.

"what are you up to?"

The sound is as fine as quicksand, and the words are like a sharp edge hidden in a sheath.

Thales took a deep breath and smiled.

At this moment, his tone was relieved and relaxed.

"A quarter of an hour."

The prince said in a daze:

"Above and below the stars, the entire kingdom, all they need is for us to be alone..."

"This quarter of an hour."

Gilbert's eyes widened: between Thales' sword edge and collar, a few drops of scarlet blood seeped out and fell onto the discussion table.

King Kessel made no answer.

His eyes were fixed on the blood on the discussion table.

One second, two seconds.

Finally, the king slowly lowered his left hand that was about to move.

Instead, his right hand clenched his fingers into a fist and slammed it onto the table!

"Everyone."

King Kessel’s voice was cold and stern:

"Back off."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was in an uproar.

Only Thales let out a sharp breath after hearing this.

Damn him.

The crime of Jinghe reluctantly subsided.

The prince took a few deep breaths, fell back into his seat, and lowered the load-bearer between his knees.

Only then did he realize that although winter had arrived, the hilt of the sword in his palm was already soaked with sweat.

At this moment.

"No, Marico!"

At that moment, the sin of the Hell River in Thales suddenly woke up and roared!

Oops!

Thales subconsciously wanted to raise his sword.

But he was late.

As Adrian exclaimed.

Boom!

Thales felt a figure flash in front of him, his jaw hurt, and stars suddenly appeared in his eyes!

boom!

There was another muffled sound, and Thales suffered severe pain in his abdomen, pulling all the power of resistance out of his body.

"Clang!"

Under everyone's astonished gaze, the load-bearer fell to the ground and shook endlessly.

Three seconds later, Thales, who was dizzy, opened his eyes and gasped in pain.

"The rebellion is over, Your Highness."

I saw the second vanguard of the royal guard. Marico pinned him to the ground, locked his arms under his armpits, and put his knees on his neck, making it difficult for the prince to breathe and unable to make a sound.

"This punch is for the brothers guarding the palace gate."

The pioneer officer looked at the blood at the corner of the prince's mouth, closed his fists bitterly, and spat to the side.
Chapter completed!