Chapter 328 Where the Prince Goes

"what do you mean?"

Count Hearst looked at the king with a bad look.

He is not the only one, and the nobles in the full hall are full of anger because of the provocation of the king.

Except a few.

Thales held down his trembling fist and looked at the terrible eyes of King Chaman.

What does he want to do?

At this time, the identity of Selma is revealed... Even the king does not want to be an affair?

Thinking of this, Tyres glared at King Chaman, his eyes filled with warnings.

King Chaman noticed the eyes of Tyres.

Before the aristocrats in the hall or the expression of anger or doubt, the king snorted unconsciously.

Do not.

The prince who saw this scene suddenly realized that it was not like, he did not seem to be dying of the net and the two lost.

Looking at the Selma on the steps of doubt and tension, Tells forced himself to resist the desire to interrupt his speech. He was sensitive to the identity and said that there were more mistakes, but it would lead to unnecessary doubts.

"Because the sixth person left, not the Grand Duke..." King Chaman was cold and cold, but his words stopped here.

That second, everyone’s face in the hall was reflected in the eyes of the king.

A few seconds later, King Chaman showed a satisfactory expression, and his words were just right:

"...but a female grandfather."

Tyres’s tight heart was put down, and he relieved with relief.

At that moment, the young prince vowed that, in addition to himself, the prisoner's sin gave him extraordinary hearing, at least four breaths of different rates, after the king's sentence, exhaled breathlessly.

Selma, Brisbane, Nilailai...

Wait, who is one?

Selma frowned and didn't know how to react.

That feeling, like a person who is serious enough to freeze his chin, suddenly tried to be humorous.

In the hall, the aristocrats’ disdainful cold voices were heard, showing their dissatisfaction with the boring joke of the king.

The female tycoon looked at the king stiffly, her lips trembled, but she finally silenced.

"Dagong and female grandfather?"

"This joke is not funny," Earl Linnah said with a sullen look: "It only shows that our king lacks respect for the heroic Nakaru blood."

"Be careful, Chaman," the Regency policeman has been cold-faced. As the most suitable person to speak at the moment, he bluntly countered: "The jokes are too much..."

"You will one day die because of one of them."

But the king ignored them.

"Girl, as the first female lord in the history of Northland," King Chaman gently rubbed his side of the hilt. He clearly spoke to Selma, but smacked Tells intentionally or unintentionally:

"You are on an unprecedented road, and you will be shocked by the North and Exter."

Ian, who was immersed in the failure, couldn't help but look up, and many people frowned.

Just listen to the king faintly said: "As a female grandfather of Longyan City, your marriage is an extraordinary marriage, involving many families with inheritance rights, which is related to Exeter's balance of power."

Taylor looked at the king in confusion, but in just a few seconds, he figured out the purpose of the king.

The prince died to cover up his worries and tried his best to look at the female grandfather.

The king looked at the eyes of countless people and said with deep meaning: "For example, this time, the viscount of the far-away city ran to ask for marriage, which made me very worried..."

"In case you marry someone who shouldn't marry... this will shake Eckersgen."

The six counts of Longyan City looked at the eyes without worry.

"I have declined the request of Lord Ian," Selma took a slow breath and opened his face with a cold face: "You can rest assured."

King Chaman sneered in disapproval.

"I don't think you understand what I mean, girl."

"I heard a lot of rumors on the way to this," the King sneered and waved in the direction of Thales: "For example, how do you protect the star prince in six years, accompany each other and help each other..."

"You live with him under one roof and grow up..."

“Even if you have a meal together, go to class together...”

The female grandmother showed a stunned look.

Tyres looked up and stared at Selma.

Sinking, Selma, be sure to hold your breath.

Think about what I said.

The next moment, the king squinted and said: "You and him, you..."

"Isn't I still sleeping together?"

This statement is silent and silent.

The female big man’s lips trembled, but he couldn’t say a word, just clenched his teeth in shame and anger.

until--

"Lumba!"

In the radical change of everyone's face, the first to respond to the former White Blade Guard commander responsible for defending the female Grand Duke.

I saw that Nilai Lai couldn’t take care of the king’s honor. He could no longer restrain the hatred of Lombard. He sullenly yelled: “Shameless coward! I’m happy enough, I’m happy to take you...”

But he was stopped by a cold-faced Brisbane.

"Calm," the Regent's lord pressed his anger: "Any anger is meaningless."

Not only that, but the slightly quiet hall was once again blasting.

"what did you say?"

"killed him, adults!"

"Dog! The king can do whatever he wants!"

In the eyes of countless people, Tyres tried to maintain a constant face, and his hands under his sleeves clung to his knees and his knuckles stood out.

In the princes of Longyan City, the golden beard of Earl of Hearst trembled in a hurry, and he couldn't stand it anymore.

"In the name of the Earl of Ironfield, Brooking Hurst," Hurst jumped out of his chair in anger and looked at Lombard’s eyes with hatred: "For the reputation of the woman, Chaman Rumba I will send you a sacred duel challenge!"

He waved his arm and pointed angrily at the king's nose and shouted: "Let the blood wash away the shame you brought us, and kiss your loved ones!"

This sentence makes the people in the angry hall more emotional!

Croce's face was stiff, and she held the weapon in her duty and stopped in front of King Chaman.

Viscount Campida also frowned and went forward, and she was pushed back.

But King Chaman only snorted heavily.

As if he had nothing in front of his eyes.

I saw the king simply licking his left arm and pointing to the emotionally excited Hearst!

It seems to be in response to the latter's challenge!

The fascinating voice in the hall suddenly became a quiet.

However, in the next second, the king gently retracted his arm and pulled Kroech in front of him, and pressed her a few inches of sword back.

"In the name of Exeter's co-lifting king and black sand Daman Chaman Rumba," the king looked coldly at Hearst, who was trembling, and his words were steady and unhurried: "I dismiss you with the power of the king." A meaningless challenge, Hearst."

He just put his arm down and looked back at the female grandfather without any tension.

"what!"

Hurst, angered by anger, roared unscrupulously: "Despicable coward!"

"Slightly, Hearst."

Earl of Nazaire snorted and patted his shoulder, and pressed Hurst, his face, back.

"Because your words are not inferior and deductive, you are kneeling," but the old Nazaire looked at the king with a bad look: "The next year, the chaotic ash and Hatting County will lead to the black sand. The caravans and farmers in the direction of the city are heavily taxed to protest."

The chasing attitude of King Chaman finally changed.

The light in his eyes turned and he looked at Nazer's apparent discomfort. The slightly raised upper lip showed his current mood.

Taylor lowered his head and smiled at the point where people could not see.

"This so-called king is becoming more and more unscrupulous... Count Earl Kelke, your territory is the closest," Earl Cotson whispered to his peers in a frosty manner:

"I was thinking if the king had an accident on his way home..."

"Calm," the eldest count, though resentful, still shook his head: "The king died in the territory of Longyan City, no matter who handed it..."

"Unlucky are the city of Longyan."

The Count of Linna, next door, nodded.

"Do you think other big men will be grateful for our righteousness?"

Earl Linna stared at King Chaman, with a deep chill in his eyes: "I dare say that they will weep the king's misfortune and discuss how to take the opportunity to kill the Dragon City."

"After the black sand collar, it is our turn."

In the chaos in the hall, Brisbane kept the most calm, and he gently patted Selma's arm: "Ms."

The female tycoon took a deep breath and finally regained her emotions under the reckless eyes of Regent: "Your Majesty, your words are extremely inappropriate, enough to bring hatred for generations between Walton and the Lombard family. ”

King Chaman shrugged.

"Look at the reaction of your vassals, this is what I worry about - sometimes, the marriage of two people is enough to destroy two countries," the king looked around in a circle, slowly and fluently:

"Some things have serious consequences and must be stopped before they happen."

He turned and looked at his eyes: "Otherwise, with the age of all of you... I am afraid that many years later, Long Yucheng and even the entire Exeter may not have the ability to stop a star to the king. Long Yucheng regent."

This made the vassals more and more heavy.

Taylors snorted coldly and attracted countless bad eyes.

This is the condition that King Nunn gave him.

Now it is used by Lombard as a means and a chip to provoke the group.

It’s ironic.

"Your vassals may be ashamed to speak, but as an elder who looks at you in the position of the Grand Duke, I can no longer pretend to be elegant, polite," Chaman Wang scornfully looked at him. Selma, who is not speaking:

"As a king, I have to hurry when I still have some power and speak some useful..."

Selma took a deep breath: "You mean..."

"Selma Walton," the king's eyes flashed through the mans: "In the name of the king, I am here to order you - give me the comet of Tyre."

"For Exeter, and for your Dragon City."

The hall was once again quiet.

Selma squinted and stared at the king.

"So," King Chaman looked up and whispered: "Your reply?"

My reply?

The female Dagong felt that everyone’s eyes were shining toward themselves.

But unlike before, this time, their eyes... are very different.

Selma frowned, she bit her lower lip and exchanged a few eyes with Brisbane.

She only felt that the burning sensation on her face was getting heavier and heavier.

But she did not dare to face the boy's eyes.

Not dare.

At this moment, a long sigh suddenly sounded in the crowd.

"You are really wide, Chaman."

Tyres slowly stood out in the sight of everyone, with tiredness and exhaustion, shook his head: "When did you become so bored?"

He looked at the people in the hall with a disdainful look, and he rudely rudely pointed to the direction of the female grandfather.

This immediately attracted a few enthusiasm for the prince to the ancestors of the comet.

Seeing that Teres stood up, the female grandfather glimpsed.

What do he want to do...?

"Do you still think that things are not chaotic, little prince!" Nie Lai, who was in a bad mood, was mad at him: "Shut up!"

But Tyres just gave him a contempt for his carelessness.

Let the comet anger even worse.

"This is not boring," King Chaman stared at Taylors with interest, sneer: "But if you really look at each other..."

Taylors raised a brow.

"Ha ha ha ha," he smiled helplessly. "Hey, Selma, say that..."

"You look at me, are you?"

Selma looked at Tyrr's playful expression in disbelief. She opened her lips, but she didn't know what to say.

She foresaw what Taylors was going to do.

"Still, do you think that I am falling of you?" Taylors ignored the glare and drink of the nobles in the hall, holding his arms and showing a kind smile.

"If it is the former, I can only say that I am very grateful for your appreciation..."

Tyres coughed, his expression pale but sincere: "If it is the latter..."

He slowly sighed: "Selma, I must say..."

"It's time to stop the girl's fantasies."

With the eyes of the aristocrats in the hall, the girl only felt a hot face.

Selma knows that his expression at the moment is definitely not good.

He must be acting.

Yes.

I know……

is for……

in order to……

But the girl felt a burst of heartache at the moment.

As the prince's words continued, the people of the Northland looked at the prince's eyes more and more terrible.

It’s probably hard to tell anyone, at this moment the hero hall, Taylors and Rumba, who is the most unpopular.

"Long Yucheng has protected you for six years, the so-called 'Prince'," Earl Hearst took a deep breath and fired his eyes: "Is this your reward?"

Taylor stopped the laughter.

"Protection?" The prince chewed the word, his face slowly changed: "If you say it, you will be imprisoned for six years, the biggest enemy..."

"Isn't that your group of Northlanders who use me as a chip?"

"How do you think that I should be grateful to you?"

"For the little **** the throne of the Grand Duke?"

Selma’s breathing was slightly stagnation.

Throughout the hall, everyone looked at Taylors with a cold face.

Nie Lai was so angry that the blush on his face was hard to fade.

The female grandmother licked her lips, her face stunned, ignoring the sight of countless Mingli secretly flowing to her.

Is this your decision?

Your back hand?

You let me choose, the best way for the female Dagong, is this meaning?

It was King Chaman, and it was more and more interesting to watch the prince’s expression at the moment.

Only Nazer sighed softly, and Lisban, who was opposite him, saw it, just frowning his head.

"I understand," Selma looked up, his face stunned, and it was quite difficult to open: "Prince Tells, you want to go to the black sand collar, is it?"

Taylors put away a smile.

"How," the prince sighed slightly, his tone seemed helpless: "Don't tell me: Can't you bear me?"

Selma trembled slightly.

"Hey!" Earl of Hearst turned his head and seemed to be reluctant to resent.

The girl closed her eyes and her face struggled.

"Madam, as long as you speak," Cotterson said with anger: "We are leaving him with one hand now, and it should be too late."

Kierkegael snorted: "Shame."

Earl Linna shook her head in a cold voice: "You, little nephew, I don't care if you and your loved ones are in the back..."

Just at this time.

"Enough, you!"

The female grandfather spoke openly and interrupted the conversation.

The sound of Selma echoed in the hall and spread.

The silence lasted for a while.

Until the female voice is low again and clearly sounds

"So, I wish you all the best, Prince Teres."

Selma opened his eyes and his face was cold.

At this moment, Selma in the eyes of Thales finally put away the hesitation and sorrow of the words.

Tyre's tight nerves slowly relax at this moment.

Very good, Selma - he sighed silently in his heart: Choosing the best road for the female grandfather, yes.

"He is yours," the voice of the female grandfather was tough, as she had faced the vassal forced marriage:

"Chaman."

No one expressed opposition.

It seems that in the face of this decision, the opinions of the princes of Longyan City are unprecedented.

King Chaman raised his eyebrow slightly, and he took a long breath and snorted.

"very good."

The king’s gaze has already returned to the majesty of the first hall.

The female grandfather pressed the armrests firmly, and the statement was firm: "There is him in hand, please make sure that the Star Kingdom will not bring unnecessary losses to our Western Expedition."

"Responsibility," King Chaman shook his head disdainfully, and he responded without fear to a pair of unscrupulous eyes: "Of course."

Taylor stood in the same place, looking at the woman's expression with a light expression, and curled up his mouth.

At that moment, Taylor's eyes met the eyes of the female grandfather.

One side is calm and relieved, and one side is cold and cold.

"The next time, if you have any plans to get married, please be sure to inform us in advance - the king and the grandfather, let us pass the eyes for you," King Chaman said with satisfaction: "After all, your marriage, if it is like this again The same is true, if I am willing to act, I can’t guarantee that the Kingdom will enter into a chaotic abyss."

Brisbane spoke openly: "The Longyan City's own business does not require black sand to take care of it."

"The attention of the big men is not up to you," the king shook his head. "If you still care about Longyan, remember this."

The female grandfather looked up and gave him a cold look.

Leading Chaman to frown.

"It’s almost like listening to the political commissar. We will discuss the issue of the Western Expedition on a day-to-day basis." The female grandmother silently said: "Your Majesty, you don't have to stay here anymore."

The vassals have exchanged their complex feelings in the opposite direction.

King Chaman blinked slightly.

"And, girl," the King said with no deep meaning: "As I said, as an unprecedented person, you are on the road like never before."

"This road is hard to walk, obstacles and hardships are everywhere, and some people don't like new changes, so I advise you to stay away from those people, their creeds run counter to your existence, and ultimately you have to part with you."

This made many aristocrats in Longyan City uncomfortable.

Selma's expression is ugly: "Yes."

"But everything has the first time," the female grandmother glanced at the people in the hall, hesitating a little, or spoke:

"Three hundred years ago, when Lacey Alenzo became the Countess of Changchun City, no one believed that the later 'Beauty Grand Duke' could establish the first Principality on the ground of the Dragon Kiss;"

"Two hundred years ago, when Queen Elijah was on the throne of the stars, no one could have imagined that a country under the rule of a woman would have the ability to take away our cold castles;"

"Forty years ago, when the Queen Mother of Yaohua was in the middle of the night, no one could foresee that she would become Yao Wang one day."

The people in the hall quietly listened to the words of the female Dagong.

"This kind of thing happened in the stars, in the night and night, even in the Principality of Anrenzo..." Selma's voice is very light, but the words are full of unspeakable strength: "As for the Northland... I believe that people I will eventually get used to it."

Thales noticed: behind the king, Crowey was staring at the complexly colored female grandfather on the stage.

King Chaman seems to be a little surprised.

But after a few seconds, he nodded and showed a satisfied expression: "I will remember today."

"Of course," Selma nodded, squinting away from Tyres, and sighed: "As Long Yucheng will remember today."

The vassals frowned, and their hearts were hard to say.

The next moment, the female grand official slowly rose.

"You, stop here today."

With a different expression and breathing, more than 20 Longyan City vassals also stood up, looking at the female Grand Duke on the steps in a complex mood, and then look at King Chaman and Tyres.

This day is awkward.

I saw the female grandfather’s low voice and sighed: “Distracted.”

The vassers raised their right fists with respect and color, and they all sighed.

Boom!

But this time, compared to the opening, this muffled sound is almost uniform, like a single hand.

When the gate opened, the vassals were stunned and left.

In the face of the vassals who had cast their eyes before leaving, the King Chaman standing in the middle of the hall was innocent, and Tyres looked down at the ground and did not care.

ended.

at least……

This game...

ended.

Let's go.

(End of this chapter)