Chapter 546: Do Not Kill The Enemy (2)

As for what the other person said ...

Caused by accident.

The situation is compelling.

Not a personal grudge?

Tyers narrowed his eyes and looked at Jane, who was trying to control himself, but the words of the Duke of Xihuang sounded in his mind:

[Before accepting their kindness, please remember: they are only against your father, but they are not true allegiance to you. 】

"Oh, right?"

Thiers coldly:

"So, six years ago, you lent it to Serena,‘ caused by accident ’?”

"You are also 'forced by the situation'. After performing some good words, let the night queen come after me?"

Jon's face suddenly became unsightly.

"It's a coincidence," Tyers sat upright, sneer:

"Do you know, what lesson did that Serena who came to me by your gift give me?"

Jon's eyes stopped in the void, and he trembled with his breath.

"But that's what you said, times have changed."

"We have to look forward."

But Thiels slowly shook his head and spoke word by word:

"No, Duke, I reject your offer-because I do not believe you at all."

The two were facing each other silently, with normal posture and proper manners.

But the atmosphere has an unthinkable tension from outsiders.

The Duke of Iris's eyebrows struggled for a while, and his biting seemed a bit difficult:

"I tried my best, and kindly suggested, or even asked you, Taylor, at least ..."

But Thales didn't want to bother with each other's acting at all, he interrupted the other with a smile:

"Hurry up and answer: Why did I go to Exeter then?"

Jon raised his eyes.

"For tourism? Augment your knowledge? Eat, drink, and find your wife?"

Thiels snorted and shook his head:

"Neither ... oh, by the way, I remember."

Taylor's eyes were sharp, and his tone became tighter:

"Because a group of domestic vassals united and killed the Exeter corps, but it was used by others, causing the thunder of King Nunn.

"And we need an injustice to clean up the mess and wipe their butts?"

Jayne didn't speak.

"But why did they attack the Exeter mission?"

Thiels leaned forward to the other side with a dark expression:

"Why are you?"

"Duke Jen Kevin Deere?"

Jon's brows couldn't help moving.

"You have been a prince for six years, and now you are the Duke of Xinghu-even if the Yankees are stupid and stupid, they should teach you: there are things we cannot help ourselves.

The Duke of Iris's eyes were completely cold, and his tone was no longer polite:

"Things of the past, one yard at a time, should not be carried over to the present, let alone be implicated in others."

One yard owned by a yard?

Taylor smiled.

The expression of the prince also sank, his eyes chilling:

"Tell me, Jen, even now, have you thought about ..."

"If I didn't show up, or I would have died in the hands of a vampire or an Exeter."

Thiels chin into the ballroom:

"Then today, holding this title, occupying the manor, sitting in this position, watching the bustling crowd of guests below ..."

"Will it be you?"

Jon looked up suddenly!

"This is the last time, Taylor, consider your decision carefully," the Duke of Iris gritted his teeth, implicitly threatening:

"My concessions are enough, and the offer is sincere."

"Don't force me to be your enemy, you won't think of that step."

But Taylor sneered.

"Last time? Concessions?"

Thiels snorted and shook his head:

"'If you don't cooperate with me, I will be against you.' You call this concession?"

Jon stared at him, the Duke of Iris, who had a friendly smile, was gone.

"I never forced you, Jen, your so-called 'forced'," Taylor coldly said, "it's just that you can't stand the shake of the outside world, and it's your choice.

"Instead, from the past to the present, from beginning to end, you are pushing me."

Tels with warning:

"And everyone has to pay for their choice."

At this moment, the two eyes looked at each other, and the temperature seemed to drop to the extreme.

Jayne snorted.

"When you were young, maybe no worries, no fear."

"But when you grow up, you go through it, and you have more. Maybe you will know that friends are more important than enemies."

Jayne whispered:

"It's better to die than to die because of friendship."

But Taylor smiled.

"Did you know that when I first arrived in Longxiao City, the incomparable Nune VII threatened me like this: either obediently cooperate or obediently die."

Jon's eyes moved.

Thiels's smile cools down:

"Guess what happened to him that night?"

"Jane Kevin Deere, how much harder is your head than him?"

Jayne didn't speak.

But in the next second, the anger on his face melted like snow and ice, turning into a smile.

Like the graceful civilization, the gentle and friendly Duke of Iris is back.

But at that moment, Thales felt only a chill in his heart.

"Tell me, Your Royal Highness."

Jon smiled unabated, saying it verbatim:

"You went to the north and lived in peace for six years. Are you really strong and fearless, tough and strong?"

Tyler frowned.

"No, the truth is, you know it very well."

"In the past six years, you have been alone in the enemy's country, but you still can return without fear and peace, and you will have both glory and fame today because of the strong backing you rely on-because of his supreme crown and power Rod. "

Thiels was shocked inside.

Jayne's dangerous smile made Taylor extremely disturbed:

"And now, when you, as the heir to the kingdom, escape from danger, return to the shadow of the kingdom, return to the shadow of the throne, and return to the vision of the king ..."

The Duke of Iris chuckled:

"Guess, will the powerful backing give you unreserved shelter and support because of the situation of the enemy and us?"

"And you, you can, dare to repeat the masterpieces you are famous for, like rejecting King Nunn, like attacking King Chaman ..."

"Reject him and shake him?"

At that moment, it seemed as if there was some kind of power, holding Taylor tightly from the inside out.

Makes his chest dull and unable to move.

"Second prince? Duke Xinghu? Kingdom blood? Ha, you are very clear, and even more afraid."

Tyers breathed hard.

As if smelling Taylor's feeling, Jane's tone began to tighten:

"Trust me, you can do more harm in Stardom than in Exeter."

The cold light flashed in his eyes:

"And the people who can hurt you are much stronger than the archduke in the north."

Thiels stared at him without saying a word.

"How do you feel, Your Highness? When it falls on you?"

Duke Kevin Deer whispered:

"This feeling of being torn apart by disguise and cover, holding on to the point, without protection, threatened?"

With all his strength, Thiels resisted turning his head to avoid the desire to anger and shame.

"Threatening?" Taylor knew he could not show weakness, let alone show clues, and his tone was smooth: "No, Lord Duke."

"You know, you're not threatening me, but the royal family of the star, and even my father."

Jon chuckled.

"Then tell him."

The smile in his eyes made Taylor very uncomfortable:

"Tell him that the Duke of the South Bank has a bad relationship with you, and when everyone loves you, pleases you, and counts on you ... he dares to speak out and threaten maliciously."

"Look at your father, and see our Majesty the King, who loves the people like a child. Is he inclined to start for his son to accomplish you, love you, and carry you?"

"Or would you rather treat me as a good axe in this kingdom, enough to strike you, threaten you, and suppress you?"

The chill in Taylor's heart reached its peak.

No slight decrease.

It was a kind of unbearable deep cold when the mask and camouflage, armor, and clothing were completely torn apart.

"I said, this book has nothing to do with our family, don't need to be involved," Jane shook her head gently:

"But you have to be obsessed and go it alone."

Thiels looked at him sharply.

"Then what can you do?"

The Duke of Xinghu bit out the words from his teeth, but he knew that the counterattack was powerless:

"Send another female vampire to kill me? Kill his heir?"

"Look again, how will my father react?"

Jon responded with a sneer.

"Did we try it once," whispered Jane Kevin Dill:

"You're hurt, he's profitable-isn't he quite satisfied?"

Tyres had a short breath.

"So, is this a declaration of war?" The prince gritted his teeth.

Jane stood up gently, still friendly.

"No, of course not."

Zhan answered with a smile on her face, and immediately turned into chills:

"Next time."

"And believe me, I can do more than that."

Thiels clenched his fists.

"Then, I wish you a pleasant evening, His Royal Highness the Duke of Xinghu."

Duke of Iris, Jen Kevin Deere salutes gracefully and makes a last goodbye ironically:

"May you rather be friends ..."

"Don't die with the enemy."

Tyers watched Jane far away from his back, trying to recover as a qualified Mindis Hall owner.

But he found that it was not so easy.

Jayne Kevin Deere.

What is crazy about this guy?

At the banquet, with the departure of King Kessel, people such as Coulomb's senior citizens also left, but most of the guests were still present, drinking and laughing.

As the elders left, the banquet hall was even more noisy, and the laughter and shouts became more crazy and unscrupulous.

The flag-wing man is urging the Duke of Aaronde to leave, but the latter is afflicted, apparently not very cooperative.

Most of the seven star waiters remained in place, and it seemed to be determined to show their attitude towards the Duke of Xinghu.

The only thing that made Thiels happy was that because the carnival in the banquet hall had reached a new stage, there was no one to disturb His Royal Highness.

Mallos also finally had the opportunity to report to him.

"You and Duke Kevin Deere seem to be talking well?"

Thiers hummed, trying to suppress the emotions:

"not bad."

"We are old friends, old friends."

It's too old to explode.

Majoros looked at Jon's back and thoughtfully:

"Then, if you have questions, Your Highness may wish to ask your friend, the police officer."

Police officer friend ...

Thales snapped:

"What?"

"You mean—Cohen?"

Mallos nodded:

"The Karabyan family led by Vola has always been a pillar of the South Bank, and they have been with the Kevin Deere family of the Emerald City for generations, and they know them well.

"In particular," Majoros looked at the expressionless Taylor, and then the Duke of Iris in the distance:

"Relieve the grudges and talk about peace in the middle."

"Of course, when I say,‘ Ask, ’I mean, through that Cohen Karabyanjan police officer, contact his father and ask for advice.”

Not that silly big man.

Relieve hatred ...

Taylor was startled.

He quickly squeezed his face and confirmed that he did not show hatred and anger:

"Is this obvious?"

"No, you are doing well and improving from last time," Mallos said calmly, confirming that he still felt keen:

"Just you know, I'm more sensitive to the emotions and atmosphere around me.

Thiels sighed.

"Well, speaking of this ... what about assassins?"

Mallos was silent for a moment.

"We are fully prepared and have been waiting for him to show up."

The watchman is still without waves, but Taylor, who has been with him for a long time, still feels that Mallorse is not very happy at this moment.

"But until Your Majesty left ..."

Mallos faintly said:

"To be honest, if he doesn't show up, I'll even wonder if I'm too nervous."

"Oh? That's your rare self-knowledge, Majoros."

The two turned back together: Deputy Guard Captain Vogel frowned and stepped forward, saluting Taylor:

"His Royal Highness, although Her Majesty has left, I have been assigned to stay with some people until the end of the banquet to ensure your safety."

Thiers squeezed a smile:

"Thank you."

"Don't thank me," Vogel looked at Majorus dissatisfied:

"I want to thank someone for their selfless advice and dedication."

Mallos was expressionless.

Glover and Doyle both returned, but their return was still normal.

"Perhaps after His Majesty left, he gave up."

Thiels pinched his forehead tiredly, from Selma to Jen. Now his head is crowded and he doesn't want to read about the assassin:

"It doesn't matter, that's a good thing."

"Or he's still waiting, including waiting for His Majesty to leave," Mallos looked around the banquet, seeming uneasy:

"And this is the time to do it."

Vogel snorts ironically from his nose.

Taylor can only helplessly smirk.

"After Your Majesty leaves ... So what do you mean, he should come to kill me?"

"Or, some duke present?"

Majoros did not answer.

Thiers sincerely looks forward to:

For example, the surname of Kevin Deere?

On the other side, Duke Jahn returned to his seat and smiled along the way, gracious and kind.

As always amazing.

His old housekeeper, Ashford, poured a glass of wine on his host without saying a word.

It was Jane who spoke first:

"Ashford, when you go back, check the books in the house-I mean, no matter how old they are."

Ashford nodded expressionlessly:

"What are you looking for?"

"A mage," Jane said lightly:

"Call Hegel."

Ashford frowned slightly, but said nothing.

Master.

magic.

Jen kept silent in his heart.

Damn the bright star royal family.

Really, dare to teach anything to grandchildren.

Jon thought so, and looked at the Duke of Xinghu.

At the same time, Taylor looked at the Duke of Iris at the same time.

Their eyes met in the air, one friendly and one indifferent.

It's just as complicated.

Both of them were stuck in their hearts.

As if there were tacit understanding, they smiled at each other and nodded at the same time.

And the mysterious assassin.

Just shot at this moment.

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