Chapter 148 The Way of the North

In the Chamber of the Palace of the Spirit, from the few Grand Dukes to the close ministers of the king, even to the Whiteblade Guard and the ordinary guards of the Palace of the Kings, they stared at the Grand Duke of Peifu.

Among them, the eyes from King Nou are especially terrible.

It is like a dragon in the legendary selection.

The followers of Pefitte's big public were pale and white. Many people looked up, like the first time they met, their eyes were full of shock and mistakes, and they looked at their lords incredulously.

Tyres, who looked at all of this, sighed slightly: "Sometimes, it is not a good thing to go too fast."

In the face of all this, the young Grandpa of Pefitt just pouted and said nothing.

"Not only that," said the commander of the White Blade Guard behind him. The comet Nie Lai looked at the grandfather coldly, and his eyes were disdainful: "When we arranged the people at the gate to stop them... ”

"The group of people who look at the city, but there is no point to respond, but to pull the sword directly," Nie Lai's voice is getting lighter and more disturbing: "until I personally slaughtered The guy in the middle of them."

A group of followers in the city of Yanzhao looked at each other ugly and looked at each other, biting their heads.

"Comkley? You?" Oleux looked at Grandpa Pefert publicly: "I thought that the city was the closest to the city, and it has always been the most trusted arm of Longyan City..."

"Obviously, the facts are different from our conjectures." Tlueda around him reluctantly exhaled: "Guess, how do you end up tonight?"

The voice of the king sounded in time:

"End?" Nunn VII made a sneer, his eyes fixed on the silent Pefitte: "Trust me, you..."

"The ending tonight will be very bad..."

No one answered.

Grandpa Pefitt still kept his head down and said nothing.

"boom!"

The cold-looking Ronnie Grandpa took a picture on the table and his voice echoed in the hall.

"We are Northlanders," Ronnie looked up and looked at every big man. His voice was full of disappointment and resentment: "Not the Southern Empires who used conspiracy and assassination to eat!"

"Amount," Tyres grinned, whispering: "Thank you for complimenting."

“It’s really a surprise to me when I’m here,” said Dr. Tluedida’s eyes and sighs: “We’re from the stars’ guests... are you really only seven?”

"A little viper," Olsie stared coldly at Tyres: "There is a special induction of conspiracy."

Tyres took a deep breath.

conspiracy? Do not.

He is secretly in his heart.

From the assassination of the Exeter mission, to the war between the stars and the dragon, to the battle of the Broken Dragon Fortress, to the magic gun that was fired to themselves, to Lombard, to Pefitte... everything was connected.

That wave of fluctuations rushed into the brain in a timely manner, making Taylors' thinking more swift and clear. As in the past, different elements, events, and articles were clearly separated.

"This is not a simple plot." Tells heard himself say this.

"At the end of this year, a lot of things happened," the second prince of the stars closed his eyes and straightened things out in his head. "And for Exeter, there is no spur of Prince Morar in the stars." ""

"However, this is not an isolated incident, but a set of terrible conspiracy chains that span the two countries of the West and the West."

The scenes of the past reappeared in front of you.

The expression of the Duke of the Northern Territory.

King Kaiser’s disobedient roar.

The eyes of the stars and princes.

Black Sand Dagong does not have emotional eyes.

Noon VII desperate mood.

And now, the Exeter in the Palace of the Spirit.

Tyres blinks softly and his eyes are full of dignity:

"This plan has skillfully utilized the long-standing relationship between the two countries, and it has been enlarged by the "Fortress Peace Treaty," which has accumulated more than a decade of contradictions and hatred."

"The executors of the plan will turn them into sharp blades that stab each other's domestic countries, attempting to recast each other's patterns in the turmoil and reshape the situation of the West."

Everyone in the hall of the hero, his eyes fixed firmly on the prince of the stars, and even the breathing slowed down.

Only the deputy of the stars behind the tyrs, Lord Putier Nieman frowned slightly, as if he was worried.

"First, in the territory of the Stars, the Prince of Morar was killed, and then the war between the stars and Exeter was provoked. The royal family was defeated in the struggle with the domestic aristocracy. King Kaiser was abdicated in defeat and condemnation, North With the support of the people, Val Allend, with the support of the people, took the glory of fighting against Exeter and took over the authority and crown of the King of the Stars."

Tyres lowered his head and faintly said as if he was telling something that had nothing to do with him.

"Like the two wings of a butterfly, this is just the wing in the stars, as for the piece of Exeter..."

The head of Grandpa Pefitt unknowingly squeezed.

The voice of Tells continues to be quiet:

"The death of Prince Morar deprived the Walton family of the hope of the king. The anger of King Nunn turned into a nourishment for the war. The Grand Duke of Lombard came out in the name of revenge for the king, and cooperated in the chaos. Conquer the stars in the north and gain unprecedented prestige and interests. In the end, the black sand leader will return with the glory of the battlefield and succeed in winning the king with overwhelming fame."

"After the plan is completed, the stars and the dragon will replace the masters in each other's hatred and resurrect."

Taylor stopped for a moment and made a knot:

“A savvy, ambitious, adventurous, ambitious, creative and courageous plan.”

The five grand princes have different looks.

Ronnie's expression was heavy, and Oller was thinking in shock. Tluedida squinted at the rest of the room, and the bald old Lecco squinted and confused.

The breath of Grandpa Pefitt is getting worse.

"Young people, think much, have great ambitions," Leko's murky eyes moved slightly, asking Pefitte: "However, you have to kill the Star Prince in one fell swoop, but expose yourself?"

Pefitt didn't answer him, just looking at the ground with ecstasy, as if everything around him didn't exist for him.

"I think this is not the case - he has to do this." Ters raised his eyebrows: "I just figured this out: the scene of assassinating me before the fortress is to completely destroy Lombard."

Grand Duke Leko turned to him.

"According to the original plan, Lombard will be on the throne and become King Chaman - I don't know the name is a few." Tyres turned to Pefitt:

"And you, Lord Pefitte, is his most secret collaborator in Exeter."

Finally, Pefitt looked up, but did not look to anyone.

"But the problem is that this plan failed in the first ring." Taylors sighed.

"The Prince of Morar was assassinated, but the inner part of the star failed. - My appearance made the Duke of the North fail to provoke the war as planned." He frowned, remembering the various things in the revival palace, and remembering the fortress. Sonya and Arak, "Lumba has not been able to confuse the power of the three southern lords to invade the stars, and even the Broken Dragon Fortress - the war between the stars and the dragon cannot be won!"

"The Grandpa of Lombard can't take the glory of conquering the northern border of the stars, and take the crown that must be won."

Grandpa Pefitte exhaled a breath and brought a deep gasp.

"What's worse is... With the failure of Val Allen in the stars, Chaman Rumba's plot is exposed," Taylor said with a wry smile: "The angry King of Nuen will come to seek his revenge, let Rumba and the black sand collar pay the price."

"Ah," after the long table, King Nunn stroked the black ring in his hand and seemed to add carelessly: "Isn't it?"

Several big men exchanged a look.

"So," Teres nodded. "Lombard is destined to be finished. Nun and Majesty will not let him go."

Under the eyes of the Grand Dukes, he gestured to the faceless expression of Peggy.

"In this case, if Lombard is really forced to a desperate situation - how can Lombard's collaborators be alone? According to Lombard's temper, he will drag the collaborators to hell," Tyres shook his head:

"For my own survival, Grandpa Peifu must first start and eliminate the past partners and future threats."

Long hair's grandfather Ronnie snorted.

"Once the prince of the stars died in the black sand collar, Lombard was stained with the blood of the prince of the stars..." Taylors walked back to the side of Putilit and sneered: "That was for the throne of the stars, even before Nun’s squatting, The Dukes of the stars will come in waves, tearing the rumba and the black sand collar into pieces - I think other big men will be happy to see it."

"You will be completely safe."

The voice of the Star Prince fell.

In the hall, many people sigh with different intentions, have fun, have regrets, have sadness, have no guilt, and have anger.

The next second, the young Grand Duke, Pefitt finally turned his head slowly, using his indifferent and friendly indifference, he took a back and forth on Thales, and then looked back to the other side of the long table. Seventh.

"Hey, hey, hehe..."

A slow, rhythmic applause sounded from the other end of the long table.

Noon’s face swelled in silence.

But no one should be with him.

"It's worth applauding," the old king applauded, using a disturbing rhythm and tone: "For our stars guests..."

Tyres turned his eyes helplessly - he could feel that there was a lot of thought and taboo in the hall looking into his own eyes.

"Also for you, the ally of the Walton family, the leader of the Pefette family, my most trusted swearing city, Grand Concord."

Together with the eyes of the king and the lord of the city, they finally met in the air.

One side is complex and angry, and the other is numbness and indifference.

"Say something, Conkley," King Noon's voice became dull and depressed, echoing in the fire-lit chamber, giving people an inexplicable sense of suffocation: "Before you can't speak anymore." ”

"At least, can you try to choose your own way of death?"

Grandpa Pefitt suddenly twitched his mouth, revealing a hazy and terrible smile.

"Death?" he muttered.

Behind Pefitt, a disarmed follower whispered with concern: "Adult, maybe we should..."

The next moment, Pefitt turned his face and screamed at his own voice:

"To shut up."

The follower’s words were stagnation and sighed and stopped talking.

Pefitt turned his head back, his face muscles twitching, his teeth biting, his expression changing with uneasiness and anger.

"Oh." The young grandfather sneered.

"You want me to say something..." The laughter of the young Dagong is getting longer and longer.

Tyres frowned.

The expression of King Nunn remains unchanged.

"Ha ha ha," I saw Peiette shook his head in sarcasm. "What else can I say?"

The next moment, he turned sharply, his eyes as an eagle, sharply scanning the audience.

"I don't know what you are talking about." Pefferett's indifferent words made everyone's face change.

"I received an invitation from His Majesty to come to Longyan City to discuss major issues concerning the relationship between the two countries." Peifu took a sneer and looked around and pointed out to Tell: "Then, I am the most respectable and irresistible." Co-sponsoring the king, uniting a rival king with his **** vengeance, accusing me of being the murderer of Prince Morar?"

"And the reason?" Pefitt jerked back, his face stunned and scared Teres.

“Just because I want to leave the party early? Because I want to get back to the territory earlier? Because my people have had unnecessary conflicts with the White Blade Guard at night? Also sacrificed a polar guard!”

Pfeiffer gasped and licked his chest.

"This is shameless filth!"

"Go to you, Peffert!" A minister next to the king snorted dissatisfiedly: "The coward's self-defense!"

"Oh, ah," said Dr. Tluedida, squinting and smirking. "This is really not the little Conkley I know. It's full of surprises."

"We have heard the words of the child, and I have seen your reaction. Even now, do you still have to argue?" Orle repaired his brow. "Don't forget, you are a northerner."

"Sophistication?" Pefitt whispered, wide-eyed, like crazy.

"From the beginning to the present, all the **** little devils are talking nonsense!" Peifu pointed at Tells and shouted:

"And you idiots, by him alone, by a prince of a star, an empire of the empire to play together!"

Tyres shrugged helplessly and looked at Putilley behind him.

Next to the Marquis of Stiles, he whispered with a smile: "Wow--you can see this scene in the court of Exeter, it’s a return to travel."

Pefitt turned and looked at Nunn Wang with anger and anger.

"I murdered Prince Morar?"

"I work with Lombard?"

"I led the assassination of this little devil?"

Dagong’s face is distorted and disgusted

"Is there any evidence!"

"Everyone knows that I am as old as Morar and have a lot of friendship. What reason can I murder him?" The words of the young Dagong made others frown and whispered: "As you said, Ole, the grandfather, The Pefett family is the most powerful arm of the Walton family!"

King Nunn looked at the act of Grandpa Peifu, and did not say a word, but his eyes became colder.

"And you, the great and faint Nunn VII, are you going to execute me here?" Pefitt shouted at everyone: "I use this ridiculous and ridiculous crime? Just because I want to go back early." ?"

"Just because of this **** little devil?"

"If I die here," said Peter Pfeiffer, gasping, raising his right index finger and gnashing his teeth: "Peffer will not forget, and the city will not forget..."

"Northland will not forget!"

In the frown of everyone, Pefitt frantically yelled:

"Everyone will know that the severing king, Walton, who has gone to a desperate situation, is already crazy! He believes in slanders and enemies, persecutes loyalists and friends, and there is no reason to accuse me without any evidence. And openly slaughter the Grand Duke in Longyan City!"

"Everyone will know that this is contrary to Nakaru's co-administration vows!"

Other big men looked at his performance silently, and his eyes were sad.

Pefitt adjusted his breathing, and the words revealed a threat: "When I die, my brother inherits the position of the Grand Duke, and the Pefitt family will be against the Dragon City..."

But at this moment, the applause of King Nunn sounded again.

Interrupted Pfeiffer's words and let him glimpse.

"A good try," the deep and heavy voice of King Nunn's old voice contains a deep chill: "I still think you are a polite sissy."

"I missed you, it seems that you are still a good actor - you should go to the Dragon Kiss Academy or the Night Temple, not here."

"Oh, this is simply your deliberation, you have to put me to death, to weaken the plans of the Grand Dukes," Pefitt replied with great respect to his king: "Do you have any evidence besides speculation and filth?"

King Nunn laughed.

"Of course, maybe you have lost your senses for a long time, don't care about the evidence, don't care who is the murderer, just want to weaken us!"

Peiful raised his hands, revealing his chest, and gritted his teeth and stared at the king: "What are you waiting for, come and kill me!"

"Let the Exeter people see what kind of king they have!"

"When I get to the prison, I will talk to Morar," Pefitt bit his teeth, one word: "His father was crazy after his death - Walton died in this generation." !"

"Boom!"

Hearing the name of the dead, King Nunn’s fist slammed onto the table.

Pefitt ignored him.

"And you, sit back and watch this unsubstantiated trial, sit down and watch all of you," Pefitt turned and swept through every big man, and his eyes angered: "It's the next!"

Ronnie’s grandmother shook his head disdainfully, revealing disgust in his eyes.

Tlueda, who was in the lid of the pot, smiled friendlyly at him, revealing eight teeth.

Oller looked back at the young Dagong without saying a word.

Leko’s grandfather did not even raise his head, and seemed to be particularly interested in this long table.

The close ministers and advisers around the king showed a thoughtful look.

It’s not just them who realize the problem.

The onlookers of Teres also frowned slightly: although Pefitt seems to be struggling with sophistry, he is not without reason.

A Dagong came to Longyan City but was executed by the King...

What do people think? How does the city of 烽照 react? Are the big men really indifferent?

and.

Although everyone knows that it is him, it is Peifu Teide.

There is no evidence.

Unless Lombard appeared, he recognized Perfit while acknowledging the crime.

Tyres’s worried eyes continued to go back and forth between Pefitte, who was taut and her old face.

What should we do?

The king will really be desperate to execute...

When everyone was thinking, King Nunn finally spoke up.

"evidence?"

The old king looked up and opened his mouth and laughed.

"Ha ha ha ha..."

Pefitte gave a slight glimpse, and the Grand Duke looked at him inexplicably.

“When do I need evidence?” Nunn VII’s tone slowly rose: “I only need reason, only the truth.”

Pfeiffer exhaled breath from his nose and snorted.

"Oh, the typical tyrant, Nakaru will be ashamed of you," he squinted: "The evil habits of the empire reappear in your body - maybe this is..."

"Nakaru?"

King Nunn did not let him go on.

"When Nakaru Ax was dying," the old king squeezed his right fist and smirked:

"His nephew and heir, later Nunn Walton I, in front of his couch, witnessed the oath of the human hero as a successor under the witness of the Queen of the Sky."

"The last sentence of his vows later became Walton and became the language of the Dragon Gun family."

"Yes," under the sight of the audience, Nuen VII sank the sound line and solemnly said: "For the son of the North, the way to the North, (Son_of_Northland, _way_of_Northland)."

Pfeiffer’s grandfather glimpsed a little, revealing doubts.

"Since we are from the North," King Nunn clenches his fists and casts anger in his eyes, but suppresses his emotions and continues to solemnly:

"It is time to follow the Northland."

Everyone's look has changed.

Taylors remembered a possibility, his face became pale.

King Nunn patted the palm of his hand.

Two foot sounds, slowly coming from outside the hall.

Everyone’s eyes are attracted by the new two figures.

Tyres saw the coming, his brow wrinkled and looked at Putile.

Putilai narrowed his eyes and shook his head slightly.

Peffert looked at the people with a sly look.

"Come to meet our dear intelligence chief," King Nunn raised his hand and introduced the newcomer:

"Mrs. Kashan."

In Tyre's dignified gaze, a grandmother he had seen before smiled softly and gave a tribute to the Dagong.

The owner of the dark room, the arrival of the red witch, made the big men frown.

what does this mean?

Disregarding the faces of the people, the king pointed to a woman wearing a silver-white robes and covering her face under the veil. She continued to whisper: "There is also the great sacrifice of the Temple of the Moon, Jewel Home."

Taylors a glimpse.

He saw the mark on the other side: a pair of moons were set together, a curved new moon and a full moon.

The main sacrifice of the temple of the moon?

There is no indication of the Lord's main sacrifice, as if everything around it is not related to her.

But neither the Grand Duke nor the King showed any ochre, as if it were originally.

This made Taylors think of the sunset temple in the stars, the Li Xia main sacrifice.

God.

What role did it play in this world?

"What does this mean?" Pefitt gloomy face, staring at the king.

"What do you mean?" The old King Nunn sneered and slammed his hand on the long table: "Hom Lord's Lord sacrifices, naturally it comes to witness... It is night, and it is better to witness the goddess of the moon."

What Pefitt seems to have guessed, the young Dagong only feels that his throat is dry, only to listen to him hoarsely: "Wit... what do you witness?"

"What do you witness?"

The old king revealed a smile of anger, and then turned to the prince of the stars: "Little tays, take a good look..."

Taylor was shocked and recovered from his own thoughts.

Just listen to Nun Wang faintly:

"The ancient rituals of the Northland can not be made casually - it requires a sufficient number of witnesses, enough sacred ceremonies, and enough arbitrators of identity to witness together in order to be effective."

The ancient ceremony of the Northland?

Tyres looked at the old Nunn VII, and was shocked.

No way?

Could it be that……

The look of the Dagongs and the ministers were equally astonishing, and even many people showed horror and panic in their eyes.

"His Majesty?" A nobleman suspected of being an administrative officer next to the king frowned.

But Nuen VII did not give them any chance to ask.

The next moment, King Nunn swayed and took a shot on the seat!

"boom!"

Everyone was shocked.

I saw Exeter, the old king of nearly seventy years old, violently got up, his face full of hatred and murderousness, with a stunned old voice, spit out the following words:

"I, Nunn Nikaru Kahn Walton, is the seventh nun in the king's pedigree.

The king of the dragon ride and the hero of Nakaru, the successor of the hero Sara.

The co-owner of the northern land of the western continent, the guard of the glacier defense line.

The defender of the northern humans, the conqueror of the White Mountain.

The arbiter of the Golden Corridor, the conqueror of Broken Dragon Fortress.

The king of Exeter and the forty-fifth of the Quebec Glacier jointly promoted the king, the Grand Duke of Longyan City. ”

"The spokesperson of the goddess of the moon, in the pre-war meeting, witnessed the grandfather of Weilan, the re-creation of the tower, the grandfather of the city, the guardian of the city, and the sole royal heir of the Star Kingdom;"

Tyres looked at the king's move and was at a loss.

Also shocked are the big men, including Pfeiffer himself.

The king continued to speak, with chilling resentment and pain:

"For my son, the Walton family and the last heir of Longyan City, Morar Bertrand Nunn Walton, for his despicable assassination."

"Under the glorious tradition of the North, the name of revenge for blood."

"To you, Concord Pefitte in the city..."

"Send a sacred duel challenge."

The old king’s words were resolute, and he looked at the young Dagong who was screaming and spit out the last words:

"The duel is issued in the name of the king."

"You can't refuse."

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