Chapter 287 The Dragon's Honor and Disgrace (Part 2)

"Information from the west."

Cambida stood up and suppressed the color:

"Three days ago, our Western 'children' held a closed-door secret meeting. At least three of the veterans suggested that it is time to renegotiate and adjust the amount of goods and contributions tribute to the Kingdom of Exeter every year. ”

"Western..." At that moment, Brisbane’s eyes were tight: "You mean - Freedom League?"

“The southwest side of the city, the Freedom League on the Golden Corridor?”

Hearing the word, Nie Lei on the other side suddenly raised his head and looked ugly.

Cambya nodded blankly.

"Although the Freedom League has not yet finally made a decision, the positions of several veterans are also vacillating," Cambyda said coldly, with awesome chills between the lines: "But no doubt, they dare to be stupid from that stupidity. In the mind of the brain, when the bill was raised on the round table that Prince Suril had tried...."

"Exter's dignity has been violated."

Camby’s voice fell, he closed his mouth and waited quietly for a response.

Thales noticed that the people of the Northland, whether they were the guards of Nilai and Justin, or the noble aristocrats like Brisbane, had a slight lag.

The air in the hall seemed to freeze for a moment because of this sentence.

but……

Freedom league.

Not the kingdom of stars.

Tyres breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately, it was not the part he was most worried about.

He cast a doubtful look at the female referee, but Selma only shook his head in a slightly sorrowful way: obviously, she knew something about the term.

After a few seconds.

The Earl of Richmond slowly raised his head and looked away into the distance, recalling the past years, but the words showed an unquestionable power: "Twenty years ago, we generously 'teach' the children on these golden corridors: Be careful."

"Under the wrath of the dragon, even the noble white elves can't protect them. Didn't the free league learn this lesson?"

Cambida snorted and his eyes contained deep meaning.

"Obviously, compared with twenty years ago, the children seem to have the illusion that the kingdom of Exeter without the king of nature will be more kind."

The glory of Viscount Cambyda’s eyes: "It’s time to give them classes again."

Croisie behind him chuckled.

There was silence in the hall.

what happened.

Exeter and... Freedom League?

Taylors quietly recalled that the geographical knowledge he had learned from the courses of the Northern aristocracy in the past six years, of course, was centered on Exeter, which the prince once called "small slick look at the world". Then I harvested Selma's white eyes for three days.

After the end of the war, Xiqiao’s deserted Xiqiao became a peaceful and pure land at the beginning of the calendar year because of the dispute between the two powers of the new world, the stars and the dragons. It formed a country and a city-state that was large and small, forming a From the north to the south, across the long stretch of the West Bank: east to the desert inland and rocky valleys, north to the North Sea Kingdom and Northland, West Da port to the countless Devil Sea and Desperate Sea, south to the dragon kiss on the promenade coast The ground and the thorny land, the southeast is connected to the fog, the sea, and even the kingdom of stars.

Until the Congas Alliance gradually emerged in several civil wars, this corridor was famous for its small number of small countries along the road, the separation of self-government and the influence of powerful countries. When several city-states in the west—and later Commas—started to travel to the mainland, they called this intricate, land-based corridor, which is full of goods and goods, a “golden corridor”.

And the free alliance that Cambyda and Brisbane said is located at the end of the northeastern end of the Golden Corridor. It is adjacent to the city of Qiyuan in the west of Exeter, and the city of Confucius in the west. If it is bold, Going southeast through a desert, and even reaching the western kingdom of the Star Kingdom.

For a long time, this land as the end of the Golden Corridor was chaotic. Until the Fourth Civil War, a multi-party power to compromise and rule the Freedom League was able to emerge: more than 100 in the past During the year, it reluctantly continued its existence in complex situations where many internal and external forces were entangled.

Obviously, I heard from the words of Brisbane: In the last struggle, the Freedom League fell to the Kingdom of Exeter, and the mighty Northerners relied on the horrific record of violently suppressing the stars and Commas. The influence and **** of the Freedom League also accounted for the great interests of the northernmost part of the Golden Corridor.

That being said, the Freedom League tried to get out of Exeter's control...Tells thought: Lenba is this, want to fight to the west?

However, it is clear that the people headed by Ronnie Duke are accusing him of ruling. It is the time when Lumba’s head is scratching his head and scratching his head. Is the king still counting on the destiny of destiny to wash his reputation?

From the scene six years ago, the contradiction between the king and the Grand Duke has long been irreconcilable, isn’t it?

Viscount Canbida looked up and looked at the thoughtful Selma with a blank expression: "Ms. This is King Chaman, the important information that my Majesty has brought me."

"The dignity of the people of the Northland... can only be maintained with blood."

Camby’s eyes condense and have a faint sense of oppression: “What about the attitude of Long Yucheng?”

Selma frowned at the seemingly polite but aggressive problem of Canbida.

At that moment, Tells saw a flash of helplessness and embarrassment from her eyes.

But the girl quickly coughed and habitually looked at the Regency in Brisbane.

"Charles, what do you think?"

I saw the Count of Brisbane sinking for a while.

"It’s really hard for your intelligence." Finally, the Regent raised his deep eyes that seemed to have thousands of weights: "The black sand collar is clearly away from the desert, away from the golden corridor..."

"But such a big thing, you actually have to react earlier than the city of Qiyuan, which is near the Freedom League, and send us to inform us earlier."

"Is it too big for Ronnie to be outdated, or are you too hearted?"

Brisbane particularly bite the accent on "the heart."

When this statement came out, Tyres couldn't help but pick up his eyebrows.

Viscount Canbida couldn't help but smile, and looked back at the Count of Brisbane.

It turned out that the Prince of Stars had figured out the black sand to bring their doubts - this should not be the matter notified by them, and they should not be so enthusiastic.

Kroais behind Cambida snorted and said coldly: "To serve a king who is interested in the Quartet, we must of course be worthy of his ambition and grandeur."

Cambya twitched his mouth and nodded to Crowey, but the female soldier did not look at him, but stared at the female grandfather.

Brisbane snorted faintly.

"For the time being, regardless of Exeter's influence on the Golden Corridor..." Earl of Brisbane was slightly straight and solemn: "The Freedom Alliance connects abundant goods and large profits, and is adjacent to the city of Pray, once it Beyond our control, the most damaged person, the one who is most worried, is Ronnie Grand Duke?"

"For the sake of his work, you are really generous."

In the more oppressive meeting atmosphere, the Earl adults directly pointed out doubts.

Cambida smiled slightly: "The loss of the Ronnie family and the city of Pray is the loss of Exeter..."

But Brisbane interrupted him loudly: "Even if Ronnie is fair and tireless, and arbitrarily accuses King Chaman of his rule? Even if he calls on us to refuse to pay the king, pay taxes to the unreligious apostate?"

Cambida also seemed to be provoked with anger. His original expression of expression was cold: "The Exeter people are not worthy of each other, they are proud of their glory, and they are hurt!"

"This is the hope of His Majesty the King, and the future for which he works hard. We certainly hope that Danny Ron can understand his pains and hope that you can understand."

"Ha! This is an anecdote." Earl of Brisbane is looking to put all the pressure on the other side down, letting the overwhelmed female grandfather relax: "The relatives are actually a patriot!"

When the Count of Brisbane did not hesitate to say the moment of the nickname, Cambyda and Croy's face were flush.

Taylors sighed a sigh: 弑 弑, this is probably the smudges and shadows that Rumba can't linger in his life.

But - Tyres thinks of the expression of Chaman Rumba in the fire - compared with other people's views, the bigger shadow should be in his own heart.

This is what King Nunn left for Lombard, with the brand of his life.

"Believe me, Chaman's Majesty is always in the heart of Exeter's dignity and interests," Cambyda looked cold and cold:

"I can't tell you at the moment of receiving the news, how much you want to gather all of Exeter's forces and tear down the walls of the Freedom League to be their tombstone..."

But Brisbane shouted unceremoniously.

"Put away those beautiful words," the old regent's tone is very dull, but it seems to contain pressure that makes people breathless: "When the grandfather of Ronny City in the city of the city is in the hope of the leader, the country is ready to be king. When the injustices are in trouble..."

"The Freedom League to the west of the city of Qiyuan has inexplicably become internally unstable and has trouble for Ronnie?"

The straightforward attitude of Brisbane made it easy for Thales to frown.

But the prince couldn't understand the meaning of Campida: This is the struggle between the King and Ronnie, but why should I specifically tell Long Yucheng?

Does Chaman also count on Longyan City to stand on his side?

"Ronnie must choose, right?" Brisbane withdrew his hands from the back, hugged his chest, stepped forward, and looked at Camby under the steps:

"Under the big righteousness, if he wants to solve the worries of being close at hand and wants to maintain his prestige as a grandfather of the city, he must give up protests and opposition to Chaman, and even cooperate with the king to make a free effort. Dealing with the civil strife of the Freedom League and regaining the interests of the city of Qiyuan."

Cambida was silent for a few seconds: "I don't understand what you mean, Earl."

Brisbane screamed coldly: "We are all northerners, so don't play the magical power of the stars."

Star people?

Imperial power?

Tyres couldn't help but pick an eyebrow: The prince swears that he saw Selma's mouth twitching upwards.

"Tell me," Brisbane said seriously: "If Ronnie does not make a choice that meets your expectations, how will King Chaman react?"

Cambida stared at Brisbane for a few seconds.

In the end, the messenger of the black sand collar laughed:

"I think, you still have to respect the co-administration vows: After all, the Freedom League is closest to the city of Qiyuan, so in respect of how to deal with the alliance, he respects the attitude of Ronny and respects the interests and autonomy of the city. Group children are one thing, but it is unwise to rush into the house of the big men."

"Hey!" Brisbane snorted and said: "At this time, our king remembered the co-administration vows, and remembered that this was the "Housekeeping of the Grand Dukes."

Cambida did not answer, he was only a slight glimpse, and the regents also closed their mouths.

There was a strange calm in the hall: Tyres saw Nielai's frowning, and Selma seemed to meditate.

strange.

In this weird glimpse, Tells quickly identified several doubts that could not be solved:

The black sand collar raised the issue of the Freedom League - but listening to Brisbane's statement, this is just one part of the game between the opponents of Chaman and Ronnie.

However, what does this have to do with Longyan City? Why did Rumba send someone to tell Selma about this?

More importantly, what does this have to do with himself and with Tells Comet?

If Gilbert’s so-called “no meaningless words in diplomacy” and “exploring our footsteps and falsehoods” are established...

Tyres frowned: his intelligence was too little.

After a few seconds, the Count of Brisbane moved his face and raised his gaze.

"I know why you are coming to Longyan City," said the Earl, who was dignified: "There was something yesterday..."

Brisbane narrowed his eyes: "You... sent Long Yucheng into the center of the storm."

what?

Send Longyan City... into the center of the storm?

Taylors glimpsed a little, and some couldn't keep up with their thinking.

Obviously, there is more than one person who doesn't understand the words of Brisbane: Selma has widened his eyes - this is the usual expression of a girl's confusion.

The girl and the teenager looked at each other and saw each other’s doubts and puzzles in the other’s eyes.

"'Long Yao', Charles Risban, very good," Cambida's expression was completely serious. He re-visited his opponent: "Now, we really started talking."

Responding to him is the coldness of Brisbane.

At that moment, Tyres had a feeling: Today's meeting is the confrontation between Brisbane and Canbida, the only game they can understand.

"I will stop here, my lady." Brisbane was cold and authentic.

Selma looked at Brisbane in a hurry, but she nodded in obedience.

"Are you sure?" Campida sneered: "It's about the dragon's honor and disgrace, and your majesty is waiting for the woman's reply."

The Viscount added a deep meaning: "Not a reply from the Regent."

Tyres sighed in his heart.

"enough."

"You know better than anyone how this will go on."

Brisbane looked at Kambida with a cold look, and even a little superficial friendliness was too lazy to maintain: "The Lord Dagong will give you a reply, but not now."

Just listen to the Earl's cold voice: "At least, not before the visit to the city."

Cambida took a breath and returned to a calm look, a slight glimpse.

"Then we will leave, first, the Grand Duke," the Viscount of the Black Sands whispered: "By the way..."

I only listened to Camby, who had a deep glance at Selma, who said:

"The new glasses are beautiful."

Selma couldn't help but change his face.

Taylors only felt that the chill was on the rise: the eyes of the regents falling on him were full of pressure.

The Earl of Brisbane snorted: "There is enough, Lord Viscount."

Cambida smiled and deliberately glanced at the Prince of Stars and turned away.

At this time.

"The comet, my boss sent his greetings," Croweich, who had been silent, suddenly looked up and looked at the soldier on the other side of Brisbane: "'The knife is so hard to use', this is him. The original words."

Nie Lai on the steps laughed.

"Then you may wish to tell him."

"This knife is very easy to use," the comet shook his head and looked at the old friend's daughter: "It's a pity."

Crocey nodded and turned to the seat of the Grand Duke.

"Lord of the Grand Duke, please take care."

She looked at Selma's gaze with softness and hope, and gave Taylor a glimpse.

"Ah, thank you for your kindness." Selma answered subconsciously.

"Please believe: your weight and value are far heavier than you think." The female warrior seems to only want to say what she wants to say, only to hear Crowesh whisper: "In any case, your presence is north. The miracle that has not been seen for thousands of years is the flag that we can move forward."

"Please seize your own power and become self-reliant and become a true Grand Duke of Exeter."

"Because you are no worse than anyone else."

After saying this, Crowey took a deep look, and then ignored Selma, who had not responded, and turned decisively to keep up with Cambyda's pace.

Leave the hall full of mistakes and dignity.

going home tommorow.

tired.

(End of this chapter)