Chapter 329 is like Chaman Rumba

"This is over? So... Your Highness, have you succeeded?"

Wyatt looked at King Chaman incredibly far away: "And, we... really want to go to the black sand collar?"

Only this time, Rolf, who was not pleasing to each other, did not refute with action or snoring.

The prince looked up and barely gave a smile.

But his business is not over yet.

"You surprised me again, Your Royal Highness."

Risban went straight to the prince and his face was serious.

Taylors breathed a sigh of relief and closed his eyes: "Me too."

Brisbane snorted.

"You already know that the king is in Longyan."

The Regent adults are sure to say: "When you got on the black sand to lead the carriage, you will know."

Taylors did not speak.

Brisbane eyes staring sharply at him: "But you didn't tell us, didn't tell Long Yucheng."

"You just waited quietly for today."

Brisbane was still standing leisurely in the field, accepting all kinds of gaze, as if to visit the hall before the King Chaman took a look: "You, and him."

Tyres is still silent.

Brisbane sighed: "As Ms. said, Long Yucheng will remember everything today, His Royal Highness."

Taylors finally spoke up.

"Yeah, me too," the prince whispered: "I will remember, I will also look at you, Regent."

Brisbane gave him a deep look.

In the end, the count did not say anything and turned and left.

He is not the only one.

"You are very kind, connected to the black sand collar, betrayed the entire Longyan city?" This is the cold Kierkegaul: "You know, there are people who usually die fast."

The bitter Earl of Cotterson did not say anything, but gave him a warning action to wipe the neck when he left, with a hateful look.

Tyres gave a faint smile.

"Congratulations, Your Highness," when Count Linna passed, whispered a sentence: "What do you think is the good thing for Lombard?"

"Oh, ungrateful, repeated letters," Earl of Hearst snorted with disdain: "The coward of the imperial man."

In the face of these gaze and words, Taylors can only report with a smile.

It seems as if I don't care.

But the words of another person are exceptionally different.

"Is it worth it?"

Taylors glimpsed.

It is the Count of Nazer.

The old man’s count stood in a place away from him and sighed: “Would you like to sacrifice?”

Tyres frowned slightly.

"I can't understand you, count."

"Oh, I am old, but I am still not jealous," Nazel smiled and shook his head. "Maybe what others have seen is that you and the Rumba are swindling, betrayed the Dragon City, and fled the black sand collar, but I see Arrived..."

With an unclear meaning, he looked at Taylors deeply: "You have cooperated with the city of Qiyuan in advance, so that she is not forced to marry, and you interrupted us twice in the meeting, but each time saved that. The girl is out of the woods."

The face of Tyres is stiff.

"As for your cooperation with the black sand collar..."

"The girl," Nazelton said, whispering: "Is it really worth it?"

Tyres ironed his face and did not speak.

Nazer saw the sigh, but he sighed silently. He patted the shoulders of Tells and walked slowly.

Tyres looked at the old count's footsteps and his emotions were complicated.

Is she worth it?

Just at this time.

Snapped!

Tyres was shocked and his shoulders were already unceremoniously buckled!

"you……"

It is Ian.

"Rumba is the back hand you said, is it?" At this moment, the Viscount of the Windy City is red-eyed, biting his teeth, looking at him with resentment and angrily.

Taylor looked at the people in front of him.

He has never seen such an Ian, as if the little Ronnie who had talked with him before was already dead.

Tyres sighed and swung back to Rolf and Wyah, who were about to go forward.

"From beginning to end, are you all like watching a good show," Ian breathed quickly and looked at the poison: "Work with me on the bright side, and sell me as a clown in the back?"

“It’s so interesting!”

Taylors is silent.

For a long while, he said: "I'm sorry."

"Sorry?"

Ian seems to be provoked by this sentence, and he trembles with a sigh: "Praying for the city, the city of Qiyuan is betrayed like this... Thanks to you, the traitor!"

Ian’s eyes are getting more and more scary, and the hand holding his shoulder is getting heavier and heavier.

"Do you think this is very smart? You got the blessing of the king, and the female grandfather got the support of the vassal?"

Taylors did not speak.

He turned his head unnaturally and didn't look at Ian's eyes.

Sorry.

I do not have any choice.

"I'm sorry." He can only repeat this sentence again and again.

His attitude seemed to anger Ian, who snorted with a cry: "No, no, no!"

"You can't escape!"

"I promise that one day, you will regret it."

Ian bit his teeth, his face was quite crazy, and he vowed to say: "One day..."

"You will all pay the price," Ian turned to the steps, and the female grandfather, who was motionless, threatened: "Especially your little girlfriend!"

"Wait!"

Tyres is tight!

He slammed Ian's arm and let the latter hold it.

"Ian Ronnie before taking boring things to threaten me."

"You still have to take care of yourself," Tyres coldened his face and looked at Ian, who was already resentful: "You and your sister."

Ian gave a glimpse.

"You know, even if your sister got zero points in the squatting city..." Tyres whispered: "Is it better than someone in Longyan City, taking a negative score?"

Ian’s eyes widened and his expression became more and more ugly: “You...”

"Yes, Ian."

"A long time ago, a horrible ugly old witch taught me," said Tyre's eyes sharply: "Betrayal is the true meaning of the alliance."

Ian glared at him, and seemed to know Tyres on the first day.

"Today, I will teach you this sentence."

“Free of tuition fees.”

Ian’s face changed and was about to attack, but his shoulder was held down by another person!

"If you lose, you lose," said Mr. Monty, standing behind Ian, and said coldly: "Ian, I want to take a man."

Ian looked at Monty incredulously.

"It's not over," Ian finally gave up and continued to entangle. "Now I know... my opponent is not just Lombard..."

He was close to Tyres, looking at his eyes: "Tells Comet."

Taylor looked at him coldly and showed no weakness.

In the next second, Ian slammed Monty's hand, his face faintly crossing the shoulders, and turned away.

Taylor looked at the back of the other person and sighed in his heart.

I am honored.

Ian.

Monty snorted and glanced at Taylor, revealing a somewhat awkward smile.

His unreasonable gaze made Tyres feel uncomfortable.

The death crow walked past his side, leaving a lightly floating words: "You really deserve the name, Prince."

Monty grinds his teeth, as if chewing something: "It's a pity."

Tyres swallowed his throat very uncomfortably.

He didn't want to know what the other side was.

But the next complicated look made Taylor's heart linger.

The girl, accompanied by Nicholas, walked silently toward the gate.

The female grandfather passed by the shoulders of Tyres, and the rhythm of the footsteps was slightly.

Taylor closed his eyes.

A voice full of anger came, but it was not her.

"how did you do it?"

Tyres took a deep breath and opened his eyes.

The comet stood in front of Tyres, and there was no anger in his eyes.

Only the cold and hateful.

"About Rumba, you have cheated us for so long, but..."

"From the axe area to here, there are at least three guards," Nie Lai sneered. "How did Lombard come to the hall door without any hindrance, and it just happened to appear, with your acting?"

Tyres had to wave again and signaled Wyah and Rolf that they didn't have to go forward.

Selma stood not far from them, and did not look back.

Tyres breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, he really felt heavy inside.

"The black sand collar's mission has been in Longyan City for a long time," said Tyres. "The Viscount Kambida came in the name of the female grandfather. As long as no one knows the king, they will pass the first gate. The patrols."

"As for the Yingling Palace... today is very special, the elite Dagong guards guard the safety of the nobles around the Hall of Heroes, so the guards guarding the palace gates are the court guards, and they have waiting for the princes to wait. ”

Tyres silently said: "So, as long as they know their shift schedule in advance, Rolf's abilities and Wyatt's identity match each other... Lombard can avoid the court guards, arrive at the front of the hall, only in front of them Your grandfather’s guards.”

Nie Lai's eyes narrowed: "The court guards?"

Tyres nodded and looked dark: "The Dagong guards can't avoid it, but Lombard doesn't need to face them directly. He just wants Camby to find the messenger at the door and let him inform the Brisbane in the hall. Earl: The king is here."

Niely frowned.

"The woman Dagong was already dead end," Taylors sighed. "All I need to do is to intensify the contradictions, push the bad scenes in the hall to the point where no one can clean up, and the Count of Brisbane who knows the situation will know what to do." Do it."

"He is very good at making choices."

Not far away, Selma's shoulders shook slightly.

Tyres finished speaking.

Niely stared at him coldly.

"The shift arrangement of the court guards?" Nie Lai's voice is getting more and more terrible. Every word carries a dangerous meaning: "That is a secret that is reordered once a month."

"Which mouse sold us?"

"You don't have to bother other people," Tyres shook his head. "The son of the chef, Joseph, remember."

Niely frowned and seemed to try to search for the name in her mind.

"He is very lonely in the palace," Tyres said with a bitter smile: "I often practice swords with him when he comes to the courtyard to deliver food."

What Nie Lai thought of, his face was white: "Back kitchen?"

“The shift schedule is re-arranged every month, of course I can’t get it,” Taylors nodded slowly. “But the court guards also need to eat. The cooking schedule of the kitchen is fixed every day, such as when to make a small team. Bread, where to send it..."

Nie's face is more ugly.

"Don't be troubled Joseph," Tyres shook his head, his tone flat: "He was still young, thinking that it was just a chat during the practice of the sword."

"So, some of your actions in the palace in six years, whether it is skipping classes and going to all corners to read books, or boring to talk to animals, self-proclaimed to run to mix the servants' work, approachable to servants Chatting with the guards..." The comet made a faint sneer, but it made people feel chilling:

“Are you collecting intelligence or testing our defenses?”

"And your six years of loyalty... are all acting?"

In the distance, Selma's backs were parked in place, and the Grand Dukes were waiting for her around.

Taylor's breathing was slightly stagnation.

Silence between Neil and Tyres for a few seconds.

The aristocrats in the hall walked almost the same, leaving only the King Chaman, who was awkward, and accompanied by Krabida and Croy, looked at it with great interest.

"Talking to animals because I am really bored, as for others..."

The second prince took a breath and squeezed a dark smile: "I have no choice."

"no choice?"

Tyres turned and looked at the stun gun on the ledge, and he couldn’t beat it in his memory: "For six years, in the city of Longyan..."

"Every single letter of mys must be unpacked and inspected. Every destination I have to search in advance. Everyone who has spoken can be questioned three times. Even the paper used for class must be tested and touched. Each book has a personal record, and the daily itinerary or behavior is slightly wrong. The questioning of you, Brisbane or Ms. Kins will come, and then it will be forbidden..."

Selma's back trembled slightly.

Thales sighed: "My every move is under your surveillance. If it is not a female franchise, I can't even step out of the Palace of the Kings."

"And Wyah and Eda, every star out of the palace, not only to search, but also scouts, even if they throw a copper plate, you will catch the cockroaches for two months, even There are restrictions and surveillance in the country to visit my mission..."

Nilailai still looked at him with a terrible look.

"I know that you faked the name of King Chachaman, but he started to lock me in this deep palace, cut off all contact with the outside world, castrated the normal education that should have been given to me, and expected me to be meaningless. The life is passing by and becoming a canary that can only be barked in a cage..."

Nilailai was silent.

Taylors bowed his head and said: "I and Stars, and the Secret, six years ago brought a lot of trouble and even disaster to you, but we have at least fought side by side..."

“Is this necessary?”

This time, the silence lasted for a long time.

Nie Lai sneered out.

"Not only is it necessary..."

"In my opinion, this is not enough," he said categorically: "Justin is still too loose for you, he should never let you contact the people in the black sand collar."

"It only allows you to seize the opportunity to betray us."

"You have betrayed us all, thinking that you will have nothing to worry about when you escape the black sand collar?"

Nie Lai's eyes are cold: "You remember me, the little prince of the empire."

Tyres squinted his eyebrows.

"Just by you? Forget it," the prince shook his head gently. "Don't overestimate yourself because of someone else calling you a comet, dead face."

"I am with you... never a level."

Niely's face was a stiff face.

"Very good," the comet hated: "You must be careful, it is best not to fall into my hands."

"At that time... you don't even have the chance to regret it."

Nie Lai slammed him and glanced at the team of the female grandfather and strode away.

Thank you, dead face.

I will be careful.

as always.

The female grandfather did not stop, her back directly crossed the door.

No more looking back.

Listening to the footsteps in the ear, Taylors sighed, and there was a dull in the heart.

"Are we not going?"

Looking at the waves of big people to let go of the rumors, Wyah, who came up with the courage, did not dare to take a sip, "His Royal Highness?"

Tyres shook his head.

Do not.

Still one worse.

Finally, the heavy footsteps approached.

Wyatt and Rolff are on the verge of enemies.

"You didn't plan to ask for help, right?" King Chaman's thick and hoarse voice sounded.

Compared with the majesty of his talents, his tone at this time was less than a domineering, and he was a little more ridiculous.

But Taylor did not answer directly, he signaled that Wyatt retired.

"No," Tyres shook his head. "If it weren't for an accident, you wouldn't have a chance."

He looked up and his eyes were out of focus:

"My father always likes to surprise me."

The air is quiet for a while.

"Yeah," the king said slowly, with some unclear emotions in his tone: "I understand."

King Chaman squinted and held his hand on the waist and the sword was slightly tight:

"My father is also."

In a special atmosphere, both Tyres and Chaman were silent for a while.

After a few seconds.

"But your reaction is very fast," Tyres turned to the king and sincerely said: "I just mentioned a little about the Stars and Freedom League, and you seized the opportunity."

King Chaman dismissed disdainfully: "To each other."

"But," the prince faced the king and took a deep breath: "You just said, you face the black sand collar, and the vassals against you have already laid the victory?"

The king’s eyes moved: “What?”

Taylors narrowed his eyes: "Do you also say that the Grand Council of Tluedida will send you troops to clean up?"

King Chaman raised his brow.

Tyres stared at him, his eyes fixed for a long time.

After a while, the prince laughed out.

"Don't be kidding," Tyres shook his head. "We all know him - re-construction of Tlueda, will he help you?"

"What's the matter," King Chaman snorted: "Everyone knows: Passius Tluedida has always been wavering and treacherous."

Tyres reluctantly licked his hair and recalled the gleaming head of the pot.

"Yes, but let me say this: If you invite Tluedida to go hunting deer, he will definitely not agree," Tyres sighed. "Unless he knew in advance that the deer to be hunt had already Dead, all you need to do is drag the venison back..."

"Trudeda will look like a bold, sorrowful and generous look, like a hero who will never return. He will bow his arrows and go out with his knife."

The two looked at each other silently.

After a moment, King Chaman smiled.

"Ha ha ha ha ha, 'a hero who never returns.'" This time, Rumba smiled very extraordinarily, and the sneer and ridicule before it was like this moment is what he really is happy: "have to say, very The image is also very appropriate!"

Taylors also smiled, his shoulders trembled slightly.

But his smile disappeared quickly: "So, although Trudeda is good, he will not send troops with you at all."

"If your vassals gather in one place, and the Lombard family tears their skins and swears," the smile in Tyre's eyes was replaced with dignity and seriousness: "You and their deer, who are dead, are not yet known." ”

The laughter of King Chaman also stopped.

"What you claim, ‘the result of the board is already doomed,’” Tyres stared at him coldly. “But an empty talk.”

"So you will come in person."

Just like six years ago.

King Chaman did not deny and did not admit it, but stared at him mysteriously.

Tyres looked at the direction of the gate and sighed: "Ian is still too young. He still lacks experience in front of you. It will be so easily scared by you. If he changed his father, he changed the fortitude. Dare, stubborn and cold warrior and praying for the city, Kuri Kun Ronnie is here..."

King Chaman sneered: "Your evaluation of him is quite high."

Tyres snorted.

"Look at the expressions of Brisbane and Nazaire, I am afraid they have doubts," the prince moved a sore shoulder and whispered:

"Just kidnapping your relationship with the Star Kingdom and not having confidence in Tluedida. I am afraid that you really promised a chip that he can't refuse, so I dare not gamble with you."

King Chaman seems to be shaking his head very casually: "Not everyone, all have wisdom to see through the gambling, and have the courage to gamble with me."

Tyres shook his head and snorted.

"But very quickly, everything that happened in this hall - whether it was the great defeat of the city in the confrontation with the king, or the city of Longyan did not join the alliance of the king, but eventually handed over the prince of the king to the king. The news will spread throughout the Kingdom of Exeter, especially the black sand collar."

"Now, you can both drag the city of Qiyuan by the stars, and let the opponents who heard the news lose their confidence, and by the way, wear a hat of "Wang Party" to Tluedida..."

Taylors was feeling exhausted, as if a morning meeting had consumed his energy.

"At the moment when the female grandfather agreed to hand me over, you will be truly a winner," he said with some enthusiasm: "It was just a bluff."

"Is satisfied?"

The two men looked at each other in the middle of the hall.

Their delay also caused the Dagong guards who were still around the hall to frown, but Camby’s smiling face and Crowe’s cold face effectively dragged them.

"But you are not nothing, Teres," after a long while, King Chaman silently said: "First of all, you not only avoid the fate of being involved in the war, but also get rid of the claws of Longyan City."

"Yes," the prince yawned, seemingly not care:

"I don't see what it is like to be good."

But the king did not pay attention to him, but the tone was slightly cold: "And, according to the conditions we have said..."

"I also gave the girl the opportunity to cultivate prestige and let her vassals no longer be her enemies."

This sentence makes the eyes of Taylor's distracted eyes instantly.

"Under the pressure of a horrible king, at least in the short term, the Long Dacheng female grandfather will not lose their support and will not be forced to marry. Under the external force, they will be more united."

"Is this not what you want?"

Taylors raised his brow.

"But she is a girl after all," a few seconds later, Tells said: "In any case, her presence will make many people in Longyan feel uneasy and uncomfortable."

King Chaman raised his brow: "Then I can do nothing, unless you turn her into a man?"

Taylors raised his eyes.

"So," the prince must undoubtedly stare at the deep eyes of King Chaman: "You must help her to stand firm - no matter what the method."

The king seems to be a little funny: "Must?"

Tyres nodded.

"As King Exeter," he calmly said: "Let a controversial female grandfather, let a girl who subverts tradition, continue to rule the city of Longyan, a powerful and powerful city, which is in your interest. ""

"You don't want to see it, a drunkard like Lisboa, a tyrannical tycoon like Nazaire, a tough and straight Dagongcheng Dagong like Kelkegaul?"

King Chaman’s expression is still at this moment.

Tyres stared at him firmly, staring at him.

There was a slight wave of sorrow on the rough face of the king: "Really, we don't need a second Nunn king."

Tyres was relieved.

"To do this, you even have to help her get quite power," the second prince's tone aggravated and the rhythm accelerated: "Don't forget, as a female grandfather, the obstacles she faces, the problems you face. To some extent, they are consistent, such as the tradition of thousands of years in the North..."

When King Chaman heard this, his interest in the eyes became more and more intense.

"Not to mention, she is the big woman you admit, you vote for her..."

Taylors suddenly stopped talking.

What's more, you are still holding a card that will kill her.

Her throne is tied to your crown.

Tyres boarded his face and didn't talk anymore.

King Chaman slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"I have a hunch, Tyres," the king bent his mouth and matched his eyes, giving him a slightly tingling sharpness: "In the time you come to the black sand collar, we will get along. Very good."

Tyres looks awkward.

"Is it."

The two fell silent again.

For a long while, King Chaman was very open-minded: "Old question: How does it feel?"

Tyres reported with coldness: "What do you feel?"

King Chaman took a deep breath and looked happy, as if he felt the beauty of the Dragon City at this moment.

"From the city of Pray to the city of Longyan, from Brisbane to the woman, you are a betrayer who almost betrayed everyone - or at least they think so."

“A man is carrying everything, walking alone?”

King Chaman looked at his eyes more and more sharp, and the words were pressing:

“How is this taste?”

Taylors is silent.

He bowed his head and said nothing for a long time.

The prince suddenly remembered that six years ago, sitting on the carriage of the Marquis of Commas, when he did not ask the geologist to ask the then Dasha Dagong, the later King Chaman, the other cold answer.

[Child, you don't know anything. 】

[I and the black sand collar... I have long since lost. 】

King Chaman looked at him like a sly swaying his head and turned and left.

Just as he turned around, there was a voice of the stars prince behind him.

But it is as low, gloomy, and indifferent as ever.

"It feels like..."

Taylor looked at the ground, didn't lift his head, and said hoarsely: "It feels like... Chaman Rumba."

The figure that the king stepped into half suddenly froze.

In the quiet air, Tyres snorted.

His face was called Wyah and Rolf as usual, and he went to the door.

When the prince walked to the door of the hall, he paused for a moment.

He looked at the rough floor tiles with a slight bump in the hall and raised his mouth.

Six years ago, he was here for the first time to see the king of nature in the name of Zhenbei.

Six years later...

The next moment, Tyres resisted the desire to turn back, and he took a deep breath.

Oh shit.

Tyres did not hesitate to lift his feet.

A fart after six years.

He took two easy steps and stepped out of Nakaru’s Hall of Heroes.

Tie your seat belt.

We will go to kindergarten next time.

By a serious face without a sword

(End of this chapter)