Chapter 39 The Battle of the End (I)

Three o'clock in the afternoon.

"What's wrong?" In the study, Tyres put down the quill pen that was copying the contemporary universal letters, waved impatiently, and looked at Gilbert, who had been staring at him for an hour.

"I am taking the liberty, Mr. Taylors," Gilbert said softly. "If you don't want to be a businessman on the rich side, you might be a natural diplomat."

I didn't tell him when I knew it. I only told him that I was playing hide-and-seek with the little girl in the room for half an hour. Tyres thought depressedly and crossed out the "S" that was written in the pen.

Tyres was very upset, without him. After negotiating with Serena, Taylors thought of the woman's flexible and fickle face between the cold and the enthusiasm, and felt that it was not right.

So, just now, Tells asked Gilbert to analyze the situation for him.

Simply put, Tyres was put together.

It seems that Serena has made a concession on the blood problem, but here is the Judith Hall. Whether it is Gilbert, Jodel, Ginny, or even the unreasonable father, he will not watch his day. The half pint of blood is removed, that is:

One-eighth of a pint per month is simply the amount that the other party expects!

So, Serena is equal to no concession – in exchange for a ambiguous commitment from Taylors!

Help her regain the throne?

Thales was annoyed to find that he was the loser of the negotiations.

"Businessman, diplomat - how do I feel that you are secretly laughing at me." Taylors lowered his head and turned Gilbert's "Cashir Yeh Poetry Collection" to another page, copying the above. Sentences, identify words and usage.

The night will be clear, the sky is unclear, and the holy day will be hidden in nine places.

Lu wants to collapse, the sea is covered, and the evil spirits are in the sky.

Taking this poem with the oriental day and night style, Tyres grinned and tried to understand what it meant.

Originally, Gilbert was particularly worried about his shallow cultural foundation, and specially formulated a huge and huge amount of language and language tonic plans - you must know that the general street hooligans, in addition to their own names and figures on the coins, what else? I don't know the words, it's just too normal.

But after crossing, Tyres has been paying attention to the surrounding text, plus the language is clear, and he does not know when it seems to expand the memory of the brain, it took only more than an hour to master After the identification and writing of the basic letters, Thales can easily enter the stage of spelling words and copying long sentences.

The speed is fast, even Gilbert sighs, can only be attributed once again to the excellent bloodlines of the comet's royal family.

In response, Taylor's reaction was to turn a blind eye.

"No, your response is very good." Gilbert walked over to him and watched him copy the complete old poem. "I asked people to check the information and intelligence of the night country. Compared to her superb sister, Serena Corleone is not famous, but it is indeed the blood of the night wing king. It appeared before the third continental war and is likely to be over four hundred years old."

"Although I am under the fence, I am in desolate, but she sent Istrom to take the initiative to force you to choose between the loyalty of the subordinates and the power of the alliance, shake your expectations, and try to remind you of the fact that you have not yet become an heir. To combat your self-confidence and confidence, both of these things show the savvy city of a **** female grandfather - or the savvy of the polar steward."

"Fortunately, you haven't let her succeed in this, but instead forced her to get the chips in a nearly sloppy way."

Sure enough, the old demon, Tells took a sip in his heart and continued to copy.

The gods have fallen, the prison river is surging, the vicissitudes of the earth, the blood is spreading, the army is long, and the snow mountains are falling apart.

The hero raises the flag, the king is a gun, the empire is awkward, the heavens and the earth are dull, the spirits are born, and the return is lost.

What was written about it - Tyres frowned, reading this descriptive sentence, absent-mindedly replied: "Then you watched me being bullied by them?"

Gilbert didn't say anything, just watching Taylors quietly.

and many more.

Tyler’s hand suddenly paused, as if he had thought of something.

His ultra-high-powered brain began to spontaneously collect each factor and merge it into segments.

Your own identity.

The identity of Serena.

The promise of regaining the throne.

Covenants with each other.

Indifferent to Gilbert.

There is also the words of Serena: I have to work hard to help become a heir and climb the throne!

"Gilbert," Tyres frowned and opened his mouth, looking incredulously at the former foreign minister: "Is it you?"

The former foreign minister gently opened his mouth and the moustache curved an elegant arc.

"Right, I still remember," Tyres exhaled and awakened: "Last night, you told me my identity!"

"You are not arrogant about each other's attitude, nor are you ashamed of my identity being looked down upon." Taylors raised his body at the desk and looked suspiciously: "This is a strategy you have planned!"

Gilbert was undecided, but he rarely shrugged his shoulders.

This made Tyres immediately.

Sure enough, it is Gilbert's plan!

grass!

"You deliberately reveal my identity, that is, guessing that they will probably take this opportunity to take the initiative to negotiate with the heirs of the kingdom that is still in the doldrums, to consolidate or strengthen the covenant in exchange for the promise of my succession to the king - perhaps It will take a long time, but they are, after all, **** people who are not dead, they can wait!"

hateful! Thales sneaked a Selena, the old demon, clearly planned in the heart, but also pretend to be eager to restore strength, can not wait to kill the face of the East China tomorrow!

Dead old man! Dead devil! Tyres thought bitterly.

"I think, you must have a reason why you can't do this?" Taylors put down his emotions and frowned.

In sight, Gilbert raised his hat and bowed.

"We and Corleone, both of whom distrust each other and are suspicious of each other, but live under the same roof in the name of cooperation. Even if it is our territory, it is too dangerous."

“As for blood? Safety?” Gilbert snorted and faintly said: “I can’t believe that with these unreliable things, we can guarantee the stability of cooperation. We and Corleone may turn against each other at any time. , endangering itself."

"But now it's different, you become the heir and she regains the throne, and the two are tied together. For your help, she must help you first."

"Unexpectedly, you have used a future king's promise to get a more solid boost." Gilbert smiled mysteriously: "Bundle the interests to fight allies, this is politics." The essence."

"And help her reset?" Taylors narrowed his eyes.

Gilbert exhaled a sigh of relief, his eyes flashing brightly: "If you don't become a king first, how can you help her reset?"

"As for what you said, watching you being bullied by them?"

“It’s my job to share your concerns.”

“But it’s as important for me to develop you into a qualified heir and protect you from any damage in the sense.” Gilbert smiled and said: “Selena Ke Lyon is just a desolate foreign politician, and you will be the future of the Star Kingdom, I think, this is a little quiz."

Quiz? Taylor lowered his head and rolled his eyes again.

"Since I have this idea, go directly to them and ask for an alliance. Isn't it okay?"

"My little gentleman," Gilbert blinked. "Diplomatic negotiations are like swords. The first shot is a good starter..."

"...but it has exposed its own pace and traces. It is better for us to form an alliance."

I quietly watched you pretend to be forced - the boy shook his head and thought without hesitation.

Tyres muttered uncomfortably: "Even if you count yourself, it’s a bad diplomat and politician."

"Well," Gilbert just narrowed his eyes, smiled and bowed his head, and looked at his pocket watch: "I have thought that you are tired of copying these unscientific poems for so long."

Tyres stopped the pen in his hand.

"A rest for a while. Since we talked about politics and diplomacy, let's take this opportunity, let's take a history lesson." Gilbert laughed.

"Concluding the alliance, sometimes not only the visible benefits." Gilbert sat on the expensive sofa and lifted his hat:

"There is an urgent crisis."

"And a common belief."

Tyres put down his pen and began to listen carefully to Gilbert's words.

"This is also about how a group of people who don't trust each other, a group of scattered humans and various ethnic forces, how to become the most faithful alliance." Gilbert's eyes are full of light.

Taylors suddenly felt that Gilbert was a little serious.

"This is the story of the war that was described in the "Cashir Yeh Poetry Collection" more than 600 years ago."

However, the next sentence of Count Cassault made Taylors stunned:

"The cruel, dark, bloody, terrible, epic battle."

"The battle for the end."

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In the deep and dark secret room, the old hoarse voice was heard in the ethereal.

"So, are there any movements between the giants and the clan?"

"Yes, my dear teacher," a cynical voice screamed lazily: "At least it is a super-level master, and there are many great masters who start from strange places and gather around the northern county towns." They all have one thing in common: the investigation has nothing to do with the nobility and the lords."

"Can you get the exact date?" The old voice was indifferent.

"I'm afraid it's very difficult-" The relaxed and pleasant voice replied: "Even the people of Exeter's own group have not set their exact itinerary. So, we have to assign people to track down and inform the king?" ”

Half a sly, the voice of the hoarse old voice replied categorically:

"No, your focus is still the doctor of the Black Street Brotherhood. I want all the resources to lean over there. Don't underestimate Lanser. He is born here and knows our means."

"Check out the whereabouts of all the Black Street squads, especially the three biggest killers! Black Swords, Prisoners and Anti-curved Knives, it is too difficult to find them, but at least make sure they are not nearby! I think the Black Sword will not be stupid. Go to shelter a mage!"

"In addition, even if everything goes well, don't take it lightly. After all, we have not fought with the Master for more than 100 years. The records and manuals are only for reference."

a long time.

"That--well," after a moment, the young voice was undecided: "If you say it, really don't leave alive?"

"That's it - a living mage!"

In the darkness, suddenly a voice came from a chair.

"No," the hoarse old voice rang:

"Things that have long since passed away, let it be buried completely with the end of the battle."

The book page was "lost" for three days at the starting point. Today, I suddenly found out that the page is good again. Well, my Hu Hansan is back.

Just signed, ask for collection, ask for advice, and seek Amway!

(End of this chapter)