Chapter 511, a quarter of an hour

King Kaiser was condescending and looked at Taylors silently.

His eyes are quiet and indifferent, and his movements are slow, and he is completely different from the anger of King Nunn and the aggressiveness of King Chaman.

It did not make the teenager feel a little relaxed.

The prince swallowed his throat and tried to relax his tight muscles and spirit.

To date, Tells does not know his father.

What kind of person is he?

Cold?

silence?

majesty?

Maybe.

Except in the tomb of the comet, it was more like a unilateral listening experience. The words that Taylors said with Kessel V did not add up to ten.

As for the time they spent together in six years... Taylors suspected that it was still less than a quarter of an hour.

However, in the limited life of a teenager, the Iron Wing King is like a dark cloud with a high overhead. It seems to be out of reach, but every time he casts a shadow, he is firmly covered.

Whether it is the country or the meeting, or the negotiations with Exeter, whether it is the night of the Dragon Blood, or the listening day of Longyan City, whether it is Gilbert’s ear-faced life, or the one-eyed Longkusde’s heartfelt words... Many experiences have reminded Taylors from the side:

What kind of person is his father?

But when it was really facing the dark clouds, Thales discovered:

I am still not ready.

I still don't know... how to face him.

"You misunderstood."

Tyres lowered his head and avoided the quiet but disturbing gaze and took a deep breath.

He tried to get rid of the negative emotions that he knew if he was aware of it, but he was said to be a bit worse by the king.

"I am not worried. In fact, leaving Exeter to return to China..."

But the king did not give him time to defend.

"Familiar."

Kaiser is no longer staring at Taylors, his mouth is a strange arc, it seems to have disdain:

"This kind of tone."

Thales raised his head and was puzzled.

Familiar with?

I saw the stone on the throne, and the king in the throne screamed:

"The old bones of the Western Expedition, should be like this, pretending to be high, and letting you hold you in the east?"

Tyres frowned.

West, the old bones?

Pretending to be high, Dong Laxi?

Stop?

What Taylors understood.

He remembered that Adrian just said to Gilbert:

The king was still asking about the crow of the West.

The crow of the West...

Speculating on the king’s intentions, Teres breathed out and calmly said:

"Yes, Falkenhaus really came to me, but I..."

But unfortunately, the King did not give him the opportunity to explain.

Or don't care at all.

"What about the sword?"

King Kaiser interrupted him calmly:

"That was sent out in the blade camp, the family of four-eyed skulls that were prestigious, so that some people were suspicious, let some people rejoice, let the kingdom guess up and down... the ancient sword?"

The words of Tyres are a stagnation.

Sure enough, he also knows.

That sword called the warning.

It should be... the wing of legend.

With a positive thought, Tyres replied:

"It's in the baggage, taken care of by the people of Lord Marcus, but..."

"Do not."

For the third time, King Kessel interrupted the Duke of Star Lake.

"It's not there."

I saw the top of the platform, and the king slowly leaned back and leaned back on the throne.

"It is in your heart."

Taylors is amazed.

Kessel V lightly looked at the Duke of Star Lake under the steps.

"And you don't even know where the sword will be stabbed."

Taylors was silent for a while.

Obviously, the king is very dissatisfied with the West.

but……

"I am very sorry about what happened in the Western Expedition," said Tyres, trying to find his own state and trying to treat the people in front of him as another Northern prince who can negotiate with him:

"But Falkenhaus came to me for the purpose -"

But he still couldn't finish it.

"When I sent you to the north..."

Unlike the Northerners and even the West, the King Kaiser’s words are very light and have little ups and downs.

But compared to the chasing of King Chaman and the alarmist of Falkenhaus, the interrupting effect caused by the whispering of the King of Stars is not inferior to the former two.

"My expectations for you are not that high."

Tyres muttered.

King Kaiser was sitting half-necked on the throne, his posture seemed to be relaxed, but his eyes were locked on Tyres:

"At least not high enough to expect you to rebuild the North, and stand the new king."

Recreate the Northland.

Hold a new king.

Tyles closed his mouth and felt the weight behind the two sentences, feeling the faint contempt and accusation behind the statement.

That's right.

Reinventing...the new king...

This is indeed what he has done in the past six years, but...

The hurricane and blood corpse in Longyan City ran across the wild, and the swords in the Yingling Palace were smashed and smashed...

The teenager bit his lower lip.

With a little unhappiness, Taylors raised his head again.

"I don't want to be like this, just --"

Talking about things six years ago, he thought that he would think of the injustice and injustice of the year, then sneered and asked the king's conspiracy, satirized the failure of the secret department, and asked why he was put in danger...

But at that moment, when he looked at the cold eyes of King Kaiser, the moment of the eyes.

He doesn't care.

In the heart of Tyres, there is a voice that is small and authentic.

He won't care.

Taylors licked his lips.

He suppressed his heart and turned his head:

"That is...an accident."

silence.

Taylors is not very comfortable with the darkness in the Chamber: six years ago, it was spacious and bright.

The boy suddenly remembered the only day he had lived in the Fuxing Palace, remembering his first impression of the palace: a cold room, a hard stone bed, a bitter chill, and a deep darkness.

Just like...

Waste house.

"Do not."

The king snorted and pulled the tays back to reality.

"That's not an accident."

King Kessel stared at his son with a strange tone:

"you."

"It is an accident."

Tyres’ heartbeat was a little messy.

"At least, the Secret is saying that."

Secret.

Tyres was in a deep mood.

It is... mystery.

The king’s eyes are slightly stunned:

"It should be noted that there are not many things in this world that can make the kingdom secret... unprepared."

This is not necessarily the case.

Taylors silently returned a word in his heart.

Hearing the Secrets, and being interrupted continuously, the unhappiness of Tyres has just risen.

"Ok."

The prince took a deep breath:

"I say so, if there is an accident, it must be you..."

Telston took a moment and changed the title in time:

"Yes, they don't trust me."

The lights in the Chamber were slightly dim, and the shadows on the throne were more blurred.

King Kaiser snorted and asked if he asked:

"They don't trust you?"

Thales screamed:

"Yes, whether it's a disaster or a rumor... I blocked all the news before the Peruvian action, and kept me in the dark everywhere - even if it hurts me."

The teenager spits out a breath:

"There were several times, I almost died."

Tyres stared at the king, trying to see something in the dim light.

It was quiet for a few seconds in the Chamber.

What makes him a little bit chilly is that Kessel is still sitting still, and the tone is not changed at all:

"Is it."

The king's indifferent gesture made Taylors subconsciously pinch his fist.

"I do not have any choice."

Tyres feels his own words getting harder and harder:

"I have to... adapt to find a way out."

The king remains the same:

"Is it."

There is a plug in the chest.

"Yes!"

He raised the volume and was unhappy:

"Whether for yourself, or for..."

The boy paused and married the king. This is the way:

"Star Kingdom."

Kessel’s eyes are unclear, but this time, what he said is different:

“Like you are doing at the country and meeting?”

Taylors made a slight meal.

The country is a meeting.

He suddenly remembered that six years ago, he was not willing to be a puppet in that meeting, which made his words astounding and angered the scenes of the great princes.

I can’t help but feel awk

But Taylor still nodded:

"Yes."

The words of the juvenile are slightly bleak:

"I...have to do it."

The king raised his gaze and looked at the other end of the Chamber.

It seems to be thinking about something.

After a few seconds, he whispered repeatedly:

"have to do."

"They don't trust you," the king turned the scepter on his hand and played with authenticity:

"And you have to do?"

Taylors didn't know how to answer.

Maybe it’s been a long time since I didn’t see Kessel. Maybe the news that I’ve heard over the years distorted his understanding of the king. Tyres found that he couldn’t read the emotions and movements of the Supreme King.

It’s like... separated by a curtain.

This is in the face of Nunn, facing the Rumba, facing the five Dukes of the North and the three Dukes of the Stars, have never encountered the situation.

I saw the king finally chuckled:

"You mean..."

The next moment, King Kaiser raised his eyes as calm as ever, but inexplicably deepened:

"It is they who don't trust you to be able to talk to the brothers of Nunn, so that when he falls, you are shackled, shackled and fish, and trapped in the enemy."

"And you have to fight back, return to the Palace of the Spirit, and create a new king?"

Tyres trembled.

The words of King Kaiser are still going on, each word has a strange charm:

"Or do they not trust that you can play hot with the little girl in Longyan City, so that she abandons everything in order to stay strong, violates the public anger, and breaks openly with all the vassals?"

"And you have to privately visit Lombard, and find another way out?"

Taylors only felt that his throat was a little dry.

The king continued to sneer:

"Or do they not trust that you can be buried in the West, and the mercenaries of a group of swordsmen are unclear, and they will be identified by them, and in turn will be the Baron?"

"And you have to..."

The king did not say anything more, just hooked his mouth.

But this is enough.

Taylor closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

really.

he knows.

He knows all about it.

but……

Taylors suddenly discovered that in front of these other words, all the self-defense and reason he had been self-reliant in the past six years had become pale and powerless.

He can explain.

But whether it is Eichda and Giza in the night of Dragon Blood, or the life of a small slick, or the secret of the fast rope and the old royal guard...

He can't explain.

He can't explain.

Tyres opened his eyes and said:

"That is... does the secret department say that?"

This time, the king stared at him for a long time.

long time.

Finally, King Kaiser opened his mouth again, but his tone gradually became stricter:

"Morat's report said that you are a prince but you don't know yourself, you are slow-moving. Every time you make your own claims, you are bold and let everyone have to bear the bitter fruit you brew."

Kessel narrowed his eyes:

"Or use their words: wipe your ass."

A teenager.

Morat.

Tyres sighed heavily, revealing a smile that was more ugly than crying:

"I understand."

"I'm very sorry."

But the king laughed again:

"And Gilbert has repeatedly told me that you have progressed very quickly, learning in a difficult situation, growing up in a fight, and being a genius after a trip.

Gilbert.

Tyres was warm in his heart.

"He, he has a reputation."

Kessel looked at him and the scepter in his hand stopped turning.

"But Edda, she has a third opinion."

A...

Tyles stunned at the moment he heard the name:

"Who?"

Taylor raised his head in confusion, only to see the king leave the back of his seat and lean forward to look at him:

"She said in the letter that you are too slow and too fast to make her very upset."

wait wait wait?

After hearing the gender title, Taylors repeated it incredibly:

"Ah, Edda?"

A mad, bounced short figure appeared in front of his eyes.

Taylor squinted and moved his lips stiffly.

That guy... will write a letter?

False, fake?

But Kessel V did not seem to feel the sense of ridiculousness and absurdity. His Majesty said to himself:

"She said that you are too slow, and even have no courage to let her go to the forest outside Longyan City to hunt rabbits and eat."

Taylor's face is black.

His father once again snorted:

"But you grow too fast, so that every time she wants to go out for poaching, you have long expected to send someone to stare at her behavior."

Tyres confirmed that this is what the king said, and he could not help but wonder:

"Well, Edda hunting rabbits... is this important?"

The king did not answer.

He just looked at the second prince silently under the light of the hustle and bustle.

Because of the name of Edda, Thales was a little slow, but the gaze of the king made his heart tighten again.

"But I can see that for six years, you are really different."

The king is secluded.

Taylors stunned.

He slowly turned his head and avoided the other's condescending eyes:

"The six years are very long."

Kessel shook his head.

"Do not."

"Whether it is Morat or Gilbert."

The king whispered:

"They are all wrong."

Taylor's breathing began to speed up.

The king's eyes are sharper:

"As for Edda, hehe..."

Kessel’s words were very strange. At that moment, he did not know whether he was disdainful or emotional.

This made Taylors suddenly curious:

I don't know, can the black prophet Morat, who is said to be able to see lies, see through the king?

"Do not……"

The words of the king of stars pulled back the attention of Taylors:

"You are not fast enough."

Kessel is slow and authentic:

"Not slow enough."

Not fast enough.

Not slow enough.

Suddenly, Taylors frowned slightly.

"I do not understand?"

Fortunately, the King did not interrupt the boy this time, nor did he transfer the topic.

But Kessel’s next words were full of meaning, let him silence:

"You are either growing fast enough."

King Kaiser looked up at the ceiling, his eyes blurred, as if looking at the past:

“It’s quick to be surprised, it’s so happy that it’s almost six years, and you can bear the weight of the entire star.”

The king’s eyes focused back on Tyres and returned to cold and dull:

"But you don't."

Bear the weight of the entire star.

Tyres swallowed his throat and felt stiff.

The king looked at him from afar, showing a bit of disappointment.

"You are either growing slow enough."

Kessel lowered his head and looked at the left palm of his hand. The words were a bit sloppy:

"Slowly, keep your points, keep your pace slowly, and slow down enough to step by step and unload the burden of the kingdom little by little."

The king pinched his fist and looked back at Taylors. His eyes were slightly chilly:

"But you can't."

Keep your points, step by step...

I understood the meaning of the other party. At that moment, Taylor did not know how to answer.

"Now you are not too fast or slow."

The king is cold and cold, and the tone becomes colder and colder:

"No hurry or slow."

"Not going up."

Kaiser snorted with a bit of disdain and stunned.

“Beyond expectations,” he shook his head. “It’s disappointing.”

Taylors took a few deep breaths and tried to stop.

This time, the silence of the father and son is exceptionally long.

They are just quiet and relative, long time no words.

Until the teenager can no longer bear the repression of the heart.

"I……"

Tellston a bit.

With an unspeakable repression and depression, he exhaled a few breaths and tried to laugh, but he could not laugh.

"I thought that on the first day I returned to Yongxing City, you would talk about the positive topics of father and son reunion."

Tyres turned his head and wanted to find some relief:

"father."

Kesell obviously does not have the same meaning:

"And I thought that after going through so much, you will understand what is 'born for the stars.'"

The king’s eyes are burning, his tone is cold:

"prince."

Tyres froze.

Kaiser looked at Tyres and snorted, seemingly disdain:

"But fortunately, we still have time to teach you how to get back to one..."

"Star Prince."

Go back again...

Star Prince...

Taylors did not speak.

He can only feel that there is an inexplicable emotion rising from the chest.

Let him fall into discomfort.

Hard to get rid of.

But he didn't say anything after all.

"Your return home welcomes the banquet as soon as possible."

"As the time to re-appear."

The king turned his head and did not care about Tyre’s silence. I don’t know whether it’s a default or a disdain:

"In this time, you will keep a low profile."

"Let the kingdom slowly digest the return of the heirs."

"Don't do anything else that has to be done."

"do you understand?"

Kessel was cold and authentic.

Tyres was silent, and after a few seconds, he answered hard:

“Just like six years ago?”

Kaiser V raised his gaze and had a long tone:

"More than six years ago."

More than six years ago.

Taylor stood in the same place, motionless.

After a few seconds.

“Yes,” said Tyres, who felt hoarse and hoarse, like an old instrument:

"His Majesty."

Kessel stared at him for a few seconds, and then slowly opened his mouth.

“Very good,” the king’s tone was a bit ironic:

"son."

Kaiser V regained his back and fell into the shadows.

The Chamber of Justice returned to death.

Tyres gasped for a few breaths and calmed down.

"I think you should have nothing else."

He forced himself to respect:

"His Majesty."

The throne above the head did not come to answer.

Taylors regards this as the default.

The Duke of Xinghu bowed and walked back with a complex and unspeakable mood.

"Stop."

The words of the king echoed in the Chamber.

Tyres stopped:

"Your Majesty, is there anything else?"

But King Kaiser just shook his head in the shadows:

"Gone."

"But you have to stay here."

The king is cold and cold:

"At least a quarter of an hour."

A glimpse of Tyres:

"why?"

Kessel maintains his posture, revealing only a pair of scorpions reflecting the cold in the shadows, and setting off the stars of his hands:

"Because it seems to outsiders, 'the positive topic of father and son reunion' will take such a long time."

Taylors breathed a stagnation.

He swallowed his throat with difficulty.

It turned out to be the case.

It turned out that the reunion of His Majesty and the prince...

It only takes a quarter of an hour.

The second prince turned around and looked at the father on the throne. The mood was hard to say, and the tone was slightly resentful:

"But we don't need it."

Kessel snorted: "We don't."

"But the kingdom needs it."

The unhappiness in the heart of Taylors came again.

It turned out to be the case.

He didn't have to worry.

Because of what was destined six years ago, six years later...

Still as it is.

Tyres adjusted his breathing and sneered:

"So I have to stay here for a quarter of an hour. Only in this way, the kingdom will not know what ‘the royal contradiction, the father and the son are lost,’ the rumors, right?”

In the face of the prince's slight provocation, the shadow on the throne is slightly congested.

A few seconds later, King Kaiser also snorted.

"They didn't know it."

The king’s words made a deep chill:

"Until you took the sword."

That sword?

Tyres stunned.

He does not understand:

"That sword is just..."

Kesell interrupted him by raising the volume:

"But they still don't know."

I don't know when the king has left the back of the seat again, staring at Taylors under the fire, just like staring at his enemies:

"Because I have to end all this year's decree on the West, from taxation to land and even conscription, showing the greatest goodwill to your new friends."

New friends.

Tyres thought about it.

Kessel bites the word and uses the word rude:

"Just for your **** sword."

In the face of the expression, but the mood seems to have cooled down the king for more than one winter, and Tyres frowned, indicating that he could not understand.

"If you are not satisfied with this, I can return the sword at any time. You don't have to think about me. You can continue your plan to conquer the West..."

But the king suddenly asked:

"Is that changing you?"

Tyres took his mouth.

"Change...what?" the prince questioned in confusion.

Kaiser on the throne of the high platform narrowed his eyes:

"What you said, this journey of ‘have almost died several times’...”

"What have you learned?"

I almost died a few times...

Tyres’s mood was cold.

"Yes."

After a few seconds, he faintly said: "A lot of learning."

"Do not."

Kessel decisively denied him.

"If you really learned something," the king of stars looked far away from the Duke of Star Lake:

"Then you should know."

I saw the inexplicable anger in the eyes of the king:

"If it wasn't the sword..."

"Then you won't be at all - Duke of Star Lake."

Taylors stunned.

“Why?” he asked subconsciously.

The light in the Chamber seemed to have another layer.

"Why?" Kaiser smirked.

The king sneered and slammed the scepter, and the muffled sound spread throughout the hall:

"because of you……"

"Not worthy."

Not worthy.

At the moment when I heard the last word, the whole person of Taylors froze.

But he didn't have the chance to think more, and he didn't have a chance to answer.

"Gilbert! Adrian!"

Kaiser V is no longer looking at Tyres, but speaks loudly and screams.

The door of the stone hall opened, and two footsteps sounded calmly.

Gilbert’s slightly confused voice came from behind:

"Your Majesty, how..."

But the king immediately interrupted him, and his tone was decisive and unquestionable:

"Let the ordering officer draft... No, Gilbert, you personally plan my hand to show it to everyone."

Gilbert was surprised.

"Prince Taylors returned to the country in a long way, in recognition of his glorious achievements, showing his distinguished status..."

The king of the stars paused and snorted from the nose:

"And my favor and love."

Hearing this sentence, Tyres clenched his teeth.

King Kaiser looked at his son and faintly opened under the strange eyes of Gilbert:

"From now on, in the royal industry, the Judith Hall in the Juxing District will be given to the Duke of Xinghu as his king in the city..."

“Legal residence.”

Gilbert looked at Taylors, and the Foreign Minister had both surprises and doubts in his eyes.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Gilbert nodded quickly.

Tyres slowly raised his head, only to find that King Kaiser did not look at him.

But the king’s order is not over:

"Adrian, you go out with the Duke and let your people send him directly to the Dice Hall - he should be familiar with it."

Gilbert wants to stop.

Adrian said the following:

"Follow, sire."

And Teres stood by, silent.

"Of course, that's got..."

The king snorted and the whole person fell back into the shadows:

"After a quarter of an hour."

My sword is also dignified! Even if you don't vote for the moon, I will update it! (make a fist)

(End of this chapter)