"It's a delay, not a solution."

Thales smiled slightly and put down the tea cup:

"We all know that the so-called control of the situation is only temporary. Emerald City is just temporarily obeying me and no longer making small moves. If we want to finally solve the crisis of Emerald City, especially the crisis of your 'Red and Black', then I will eventually

Choose one of you, either red or black, to decide who will rule the Kongming Palace."

At least, that's what many people believe.

After the words fell, the brothers Kevin Dill looked at each other in unison.

The atmosphere is subtle.

"It's a pity," Zhan En looked at the cousin who had put him in this situation and smiled coldly, "The Duke's throne can't be split in two, right?"

"It's a pity," Thales answered seemingly relaxedly, "Neither can the throne."

The two Kevin Deeres looked at Thales at the same time, thoughtfully.

Federico was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled:

"Your Highness is brave and resourceful, and with the help of noble people, he can turn danger into good fortune. No wonder he can calm down the situation and take control of the Emerald City in a matter of seconds."

Help me...

Thales heard the hint in his words and frowned slightly.

"I forgot to mention that the killer, Lausanne II, I finally caught him."

The prince raised his eyebrows and smiled:

"He opened his mouth and told me everything."

Now, it was Federico's turn to frown.

everything?

Where is everything?

Thales seemed to hear his thoughts and added absently:

"Everything is enough to find out the mastermind behind it."

Federico's expression changed.

Without waiting for his reply, Zhan En on the opposite side asked hurriedly:

"What about Shilai? She's here too?"

"Don't worry, she is safe," Thales replied quickly, "For the time being."

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Zhan frowned fiercely:

"Temporarily? Thales, you promised..."

"That's not good," Federico interrupted the Duke himself in a playful tone, "No matter how many troubles she gets into, our little girl still has to be saved, right, cousin?"

At that moment, Zhan En's expression became ugly.

Finally, he slowly turned his head and looked at his cousin whom he had not seen for many years.

"She has nothing to do with any of this, Feder."

"In that case," Federico met his gaze without showing any signs of weakness, "then please don't involve her."

Zhan En remained silent, but his brows tightened.

"Please remember, gentlemen, there are three of us sitting here now."

Thales noticed something was wrong and quickly brought the topic back.

After all, this is Kongming Palace.

Not everyone is qualified to be invited in for tea.

The Kevin Deere brothers looked at each other for a few more seconds, and then they each looked away and thought deeply.

"Of course, Your Highness," Federico said softly, "Of course."

The Duke's study fell silent again.

Is it really wise to bring them both under the same roof?

Thales couldn't help but come up with this idea.

Of course wise.

Thales' voice from the bottom of his heart said quietly:

Their hatred for each other clouded their sanity.

Criticisms of each other destroyed their armor.

Their fear of each other exposed their weaknesses.

And when they mention Hilley... at least you know now, Thales, what really matters in this room is not just the Duke's throne.

Thinking of this, Thales cheered up and returned to reality.

"Kongming Palace has many good teas, and the Emerald City also has many purchase channels for tea types."

Zhan, who was deep in thought, suddenly raised his yerba mate tea cup:

"Why do you have to drink this?"

Thales came back to his senses.

"First of all, the shipping channels in Emerald City are being restored, and secondly..."

He grinned:

"In order to overcome the current difficulties together, I have reduced some of the expenses of Kongming Palace, including the cost of tea."

Overcoming the difficulties together...

Zhan En looked at the thick pieces of tea in the tea cup, his eyebrows furrowed and he didn't know what to think.

Thales picked up the cup with a smile and looked at Duke Iris:

"Come on, you're welcome, let's try again?"

Zhan En looked at the turbid tea in the cup and frowned:

"I'm not used to this taste."

Thales raised his eyebrows and took another sip of tea, his facial features curled up in pain.

Ah, I feel the same way.

But who allows the logistics wing to have a limited budget?

"Your Highness didn't ask you if you are used to it."

The person who answered Zhane was Federico.

The son of Kevin Deere, who had been in exile for many years, stared at his cousin and enemy, and sneered aggressively:

"He said: drink, drink, go."

Zhan frowned slightly.

I didn't say that - Thales pursed his lips:

"Forget it, Federico, everyone has his own..."

But before Thales finished speaking, Federico smiled coldly. He raised the teacup, took a big sip regardless of the broken tea in the cup, and then slammed the teacup on the table!

Thales' eyes widened and he was too late to stop him.

Darling, take such a big sip... Even Marius, who drank the yerba mate as water, would look disfigured if he saw it?

"Damn..."

Although his facial features were distorted and his whole body was trembling due to the smell of tea, Federico leaned back in his chair and laughed:

"It's so painful and so painful."

He opened his eyes a slit and looked at Zhan En with a rather strange look in his eyes:

"But I have to say, it's better than what I drank in the past eleven years."

The atmosphere is not good and words are like knives.

Thales could only smile.

Not to be outdone, Zhan En snorted disdainfully:

"Why, the vampires didn't reward you with blood?"

"I don't drink blood," Feder's eyes burned, "unless it's your blood."

"We both have the same surname and the same blood."

"So it doesn't matter who has the same blood," Federico said, "as long as it's Kevin Deere."

"It seems that you have never drank blood."

Thales shrugged helplessly, ignoring their overt sarcasm, and continued to look down at the last few lines in the intelligence and opinion book:

With the wise regent of Thales and the virtuous corporal returning home, the Emerald City's business, life, prices, public opinion, and atmosphere quickly stabilized and gradually recovered.

As for who will be the final winner in the sinister political struggle behind Kong Ming Palace, who will sit on the throne and become the Duke of Nan'an, people are talking about it in the streets, but everyone is losing interest.

("It must be someone from Kevin Deere's family. Could it be me?")
To be continued...