Chapter 322 says the price of "no"

The hall was once again in silence.

Tyles closed his eyes and seemed to be suffering for his own destiny.

But no one knows that at the moment when Count Linna was cruel, the second prince of the stars finally figured out one thing.

connection.

He silently said in his heart.

The struggle of the black sand collar, the interference of the stars, the rebellion of the Freedom League, the warfare of the far city, the storm of Longyan City...

Most of the things are connected together.

They all point to a key point.

That is……

Tyres squeezed his fists.

Is it really like I guess?

However, this is the case...

At this moment, a clear female voice sounded in the ear:

"Do not!"

This makes the nervous Teners open their eyes and return to God.

He looked up blankly and looked at the throne of the highest office. At the same time, there were many vassals.

"Do not……"

The crisp and decisive voice echoed in the hall.

It is Selma.

I saw her feelings struggling at the moment, her eyes constantly moving between the vassals.

Threatening to ‘segment’ release of Earl’s Earl of Linna’s glimpse: “Ms.?”

Selma looked at Tyres deeply.

But after a few breaths, she seemed to make up her mind, turned her head and took a deep breath:

"You, six years ago, in front of the King and the four Grand Dukes, I promised in the name of the Grand Duke."

The female tycoon made a few deep breaths and seemed to ease tension.

I saw that she was not anxious: "I promised..."

"Prince Taylor will be a guest of Longyan City... I will be responsible for his safety."

"In Longyan City, in front of my eyes," the girl tightened her face as if she had exhausted her strength:

"He won't, and he shouldn't be hurt."

As soon as this statement came out, the vassals reacted differently, especially the six counts were the most complicated.

committed to?

The female grandfather has easily adjusted his breathing.

Tyres looked at the strong self-satisfied Selma, only to feel amazed.

Selma.

you……

"Responsible for his safety?"

Count Linna seemed to be dissatisfied with this sentence. His eyebrows were almost erected: "Excuse me, madam, but what about our safety?"

"Who are the soldiers who are adventurous and risky to kill the enemy for your honor?"

The vassals seemed to resonate with the words of Count Linna, and responded in a low-key manner with nod, snoring and other actions.

The Count of Nazer looked at the female grandfather in a different way, and seemed to hesitate.

Just listen to Count Linna’s aggressiveness:

"Where are you putting these things?"

Selma's face is white.

"Don't tell me, in your heart, the prince of this star is more..."

Brisbane saw the plane not right, decisively scolded: "Linna!"

Linna screamed and turned her head and looked at Taylors again.

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became very embarrassing, and no one wanted to talk.

Ian looked at the situation in the hall and exhaled a heavy breath.

He dissatisfied with his seat and vented his dissatisfaction with the accident: "Mom!"

He probably only looks like a northerner at this time.

And Tyres just looked down and listened quietly, ignoring the quarrel in the hall.

After a few seconds, the embarrassed female Dagong seems to have adjusted her emotions.

"I will negotiate with the stars."

She whispered.

"But before that, my guests will not be hurt in any way," the woman said, raising her head and gnawing her teeth: "This is our bottom line."

The ministers frowned.

Tyres sighed.

Selma, no.

You insist on this...

"Negotiation?" This time, the person who spoke was from Monti, who prayed for the city.

"From Longyan City to Yongxing City, one to one, one by one, probably have to use the last month," Monty held her arms and stood in the middle of the hall, ignoring the strange look of the nobles on both sides. , cold and cold road:

"And the military is urgent - you can wait, but my boys and robes can't wait."

"Furthermore, we cannot turn this winning war into a permanent burden and let the real enemy succeed."

He did not say who the "real enemy" is.

Selmaton words plug.

The ministers began to talk again.

Ian frowned and wanted to say something, but in Monty's fierce eyes, there was no opening.

The pressure returned to the body of Taylors.

The mean Earl of Cotterson snorted and sneered out: "It makes sense."

"So," he shrugged and turned to Linna. "The easiest way is to understand and send us the attitude of the letter - are you sure that only one hand will be useful?"

Earl Linna smiled at him.

Tyres shook his head helplessly: Back to this topic again.

"There must be someone to let them know that the Northland people said that they did..."

But they were once again interrupted by the female grandfather.

"Do not!"

Selma gritted his teeth and saw the glittering sweat on his forehead, which seemed to be undergoing a very intense struggle: "It's not that simple."

The vassals reopened their doubtful eyes.

The girl looked at Tells, and the anxiety and tension in her eyes did not reduce her.

"I remember, King Kaiser had promised," the female tycoon breathed a sigh of relief, her forehead oozing out, seemingly trying to convince the men in the hall: "The person who threatens the safety of Prince Shields, anyone, will Become the eternal enemy of the Star Kingdom - his first level is the crowning condition of the next Star King."

"We must be cautious."

This sentence seems to have a small effect.

At least, the vassals who had been ignorant of Tyres had slammed their arguments, put up their arguments, and began to think more about the problems.

Only Taylors, his complex look at the female grandfather, the heart is not a taste.

She is protecting me.

Even this would jeopardize some of the hopes that she had built up today.

She is protecting me.

Finally, the Count of Brisbane broke the embarrassing atmosphere.

"Ms.'s considerations make sense." The former prime minister and the current regent who had been working for decades in Longyan City coughed.

Brisbane raised his eyes and swept through every vassal: "In case the king is really cold and ruthless, regardless of the future of the kingdom, regardless of his son's life, then no matter how many times we 'release' the prince, the result The same is true."

"The last time we were forced to go to the road is only us: Longyan City is really ready, take the prince's first level, to become the target of public criticism?"

The hall was back in silence.

The female grandfather cast a grateful look at Brisbane: "Yes, Shire, I, that's what I mean."

Brisbane nodded gently, which caused the rest of the count to frown and cast dissatisfied eyes on the Regent.

But the girl still breathed a sigh of relief.

But she immediately glimpsed: Tyres stared at her from afar.

The prince of the stars sighed and looked hesitant, shaking her head slightly.

No, Selma.

do not.

Tyres thought quietly.

Looking at the prince's movement, Selma in the seat stunned.

She remembered the words of Tyres.

[Promise me, Selma. 】

[The next one on the political day, no matter what happens, don't do stupid things. 】

She looked at Tells, who shook her head, and couldn't help but bite her lower lip.

"Hey, madam."

This time, the person who spoke is still Monty.

The forerunner of the Qiyuan City Mission deliberately raised his eyebrows: "But isn’t you just to reproduce the glory and discouragement of your father and grandfather and prove that you are a qualified ruler, will you summon the vassals to Longyan City? ?"

The death ravens said: "Now, in the face of the threat of the imperial man's empty mouth, you are shrinking, afraid?"

“Is it a fun thing to say about maintaining family honours?”

The dissatisfaction of the arguments immediately sounded in the hall, and the expressions of the vassals became ugly.

In the face of the embarrassment of the guests, Selma's expression is hard to see again.

"Respect the point, the death crow," the Earl of Hearst, the golden beard, reluctantly scolded: "You have served in the Whiteblade Guard, and have been favored by King Nunn, and there is no reason to embarrass his granddaughter."

"Speaking of this, you know, I left the White Blade Guard and left Longjing City for more than ten years," Monty shook his head slyly and scornfully, shaking his head, not concealing his contempt tone: "Compared to that year, you It’s so old, it’s a lot more, I’m skeptical...”

Nyima's face next to the woman's body changed, and the face was low and unquestionable: "Shut up, Monty."

When he heard the old boss, Monty was suddenly stunned.

He snorted and didn't talk anymore.

Taylor couldn't help but re-examine the eye-catching death crow.

Some are not right.

From the visitor of the city of Qiyuan, he felt a little wrong again.

But...what is it wrong?

At this time, the Earl of Kierkegael, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly raised his head.

"Then we will bring him!"

The one-armed count sternly said: "Take him, go west!"

Including the female Grand Duke, Tells and Ian, the people in the hall are all in shock!

Surprise lasted for a few seconds.

Earl of Brisbane frowned: "Bring it? You mean..."

The one-armed count nodded and said coldly: "We marched with the prince to solve the problem of the Freedom League!"

"We took him to the city, took him to war, and slashed the enemy with him!"

"Leave the puzzle to the opposite side of Liberty, the stars who hold the double star flag."

The female grandfather looks changed: "What?"

The eyes of the vassals have been cast on Tellers.

Taylors was also shocked.

"We will know on the battlefield that the enemies that may exist, their prince is in our hands," only listened to Kelke Gurman's cold voice:

"If they don't want to see any tragedies and accidents, then it's best to be safe."

"Until we solve the problems of Freedom Fort."

His voice fell, as if the building was covered with a layer of ice and snow.

"what!"

Monti haha ​​laughed: "I like this idea! Things that can't be solved at the negotiating table, of course, must be solved on the battlefield!"

Selma showed an incredible look, unconsciously looked at Tyres and looked at Kierkegaul.

Brisbane and Nazaire looked at each other and thought about each other.

"Maybe this is a good idea," a few seconds later, the old Earl of Nazaire faintly said: "Really, madam, your original commitment is very important."

"The safety of Prince Teres is also best not to be ruined in our hands."

"It’s more effective than bringing all the parties involved, and the result is an unknown negotiation, bringing the prince as a chip to the front line and letting the opponent throw a rat on the battlefield."

The Earl of Brisbane sighed.

"It makes sense: Prince Taylors had any accidents because of his battle with his own stars." On the other hand, Count Linna still had a dull expression, but his words were sharp. He looked at Selma's confused expression and chuckled. Road:

"The responsibility is not on our side."

Tyres’s brows are getting wrinkled and tighter.

When the group of ministers agreed to send troops, there was a moment when he thought they had won.

However, the accident is always sudden.

I saw the female grandfather’s eyes widened and shook his head subconsciously: “You, how are you going to treat him?”

Hearing the words of the female Dagong, several counties frowned.

"If all the restraints are on the other side," Kierkegael's low voice seems to have some kind of power, making people shudder: "That's still the right, the right to take him for a walk."

The hall was quiet for a moment.

Selma swallowed her throat, and the voice of the female tycoon re-emerged: "If the opposite is not restrained?"

Earl Linna sneered, and Earl Cotterson shrugged.

"Then do what we should do," Krzyghur said coldly. "As long as you overcome the Fort Liberty, everything is over."

What should I do?

Tyres silently lowered his head and his thoughts surged.

How to do?

To solve the current dilemma... you have to pay the corresponding price.

The issue is……

Must I take that step?

That is the last card.

trump card.

Count Hearst looked at the expression of the female grandfather, shaking his golden beard and frowning: "I feel feasible."

Selma clenched his teeth.

"Charles," she said hard to the last count, "Do you agree?"

“Ms.,” Resbone regency looks at the girl: “This is the best practice at the moment.”

"There are countless people who will go to the battlefield for you, then you must fight for their lives and consider their lives."

"No problem," Ian rushed out at this time. His eyes lit up and he coughed and smiled again: "Pray City will welcome the visit of His Royal Highness Prince."

The inner heart of Tyres seemed to be tightened.

He looked up and waited for Selma's response.

Selma also looked back at him suspiciously, and their eyes met in the air.

Tyres sighed and shook his head gently.

Do not.

Selma.

Don't, don't do it for this...

A few seconds later, the look of the female grandfather has become firm again.

She shook her head at Taylors.

Tyres’s shock: he understood the other’s response.

Do not.

"Do not!"

The female grand priest raised her head!

"Thales, he must stay in Longyan City! Stay in the Palace of the Spirit!"

Selma has a firm expression and is categorically: "And I promise that I promise to personally write to King Kaiser, reminding his heirs to stay with us and to take all measures to ensure that the Star Kingdom will not pose a threat to our war. ”

When I heard this, Taylor sighed for a long time.

The vassals have changed their faces.

They looked at their female princes with strange and dissatisfied eyes.

The atmosphere in the hall seemed to have returned to Ian's proposal before marriage.

Tyres looked worriedly at the female grandfather, and he was in a bad mood.

Selma.

She is like this... this will make our previous efforts...

It’s all in vain.

Tyres opened his eyes gently.

He gestured a few gestures to Rolf behind him.

[Go. 】

With the slightest glimpse of the ghost of the wind, he looked nervously at the miserable eyes in the hall, and seemed to want to remind him of something, but he finally glimpsed and left the wall.

Tyres pressed his whole body to his knees and looked at the floor tiles under his boots with a blank expression.

In the end, is it still going to this step?

His fist is shaking.

"Well, madam, you and him, the relationship with the prince of the stars, it is really good," Monty sneered: "as rumored."

This is like pouring oil on the fire, making the atmosphere in the hall more dignified and serious.

Brisbane saw that the atmosphere on the court was getting worse. He coughed and interrupted the death crow: "Ms. I don't like to say this, but..."

But someone interrupted the Regent adults more quickly.

"For the sake of the gods, you said a lot of ‘no’ about this matter.”

Opposite Brisbane, Count Nazaire frowned and whispered slowly.

"As a ruler, madam, you certainly have the right to say 'no' and force us to execute your will."

The old Earl opened his mouth in a word, and seemed to cherish every letter in the words.

“But remember, every time you say it, you have to pay the price.”

"There are some costs that are visible and some are invisible," said the Count of Nazer, faintly in the eyes of the female prince. "Unless you have the ability to fool your people again and again, these costs are much more expensive." One day, one will gather together into a huge debt that you can't afford."

Selma gathered his hands under his sleeves and his face was ugly: "Count of Nazer..."

Nazaire did not let the girl have a chance to speak, but said something in his sentence.

In the six counts, Nazaire's words were not as soothing as the Brisbane, not as gentle and courteous as the Earl of Hearst, so sharp as the Earl of Linna, not so harsh and unspeakable, not as shocking as Kerkegel. Powerful, but it seems to contain a special, unrestricted force.

People can't help but move.

"And those we are talking about, madam."

"That is the soldiers of Longyan City," Nazel said softly: "The decisions we made here are about their lives."

"Do you really understand the price of saying 'no' here?"

Selma stunned.

"Those are the sons of countless mothers, the husbands of countless wives, the fathers of countless daughters," the old count was very slow, but every word made the vassals quietly listen. "They, these northlands." In order to respond to your call, people leave their homeland and go to other places."

Selma's breathing was chaotic, and she looked at Nazaire slyly, only to think that there was a heavy stone that was pressed from the air.

Nazer gently raised his head and said slowly: "For whatever reason, you should not be loyal to your people for an outsider, an enemy hostage."

"And the price of doing this..."

He looked straight at the female grandfather: "Maybe let your people, let all those who are willing to fight for you, chill, and thus care for you, regardless of their rulers."

As soon as this statement came out, the vassals looked at Selma's eyes differently.

Selma looked at the count with a sly look, cold sweats and trembling lips.

I saw the old Nazer Earl slowly sighing: "Until one day, the debt accumulated by these costs exceeds the blessings that you and your family have given us, more than our loyalty to you and your family."

"At that time, no one is willing to fight for you."

The hall was quiet and no one spoke again.

In the corner, Tyres slowly shook his head in a blank expression.

It seems that it is here.

(End of this chapter)