Vol 2 Chapter 143: Who is coming (on)

Who is the person who came to Chapter 143 (on)
"Chaman Rumba?"
On the corridor outside the banquet hall of the Palace of the Spirits, Ole's grandfather subtly chewed the name, but he turned his eyes and looked at the little tays, revealing disgust on his face.
"Axter's next joint king?"
Dagong sneered out.
"I have heard of it, little devil," said the bearded grandfather coldly. "They said that you are a genius of early wisdom... very good, you are really smarter than ordinary children, but this is what I hate most. local……"
Tyres looks a glimpse.
It seems that the initial impression is very bad.
"Using a sensational gimmick to swear, is it? Fighting with the king, Lombard, what else?" Auxerre's eyes are cold and his voice is fierce: "The little devil who is good at you like you, when you grow up, must be A poisonous snake that is full of intrigues."
"Maybe I should grab the sword today and break into your chest." Ole took a sigh of relief: "For the stars, we have had enough trouble, and you don't need to add another fire... The imperial empire."
bad.
Tyre’s heart was tight and he found that there was a tendency to collapse.
"Then why are you coming to Longyan City?" Taylors quickly organized his own language so that the dialogue can be sustained without interrupting the other party's dislike: "If you really say what you said, I The arrival is a trouble, then why are you still coming over to trouble this?"
He was calm in appearance, but he looked up nervously and stared at the ruler of Weilan.
Will it succeed?
"Is it troublesome? You may be in trouble, but it is far from the level of fear, the devil," Olscher sneered. "I will watch the game of the stars and the dragon after twelve years. See if we can What does a prince gain and see if our king is old-fashioned."
"What about your conclusion?" Taylors said with a smile: "Your king has let you down?"
Ole's repaired an ugly smile, but under his beard, he looked a bit vicious.
"You should be thankful... He still has reason, he is not angered by anger, so you are safe," Dagong looked at the imp's in front of him: "There is a chance to make a big noise here."
"Safe?" Taylors turned his gaze to Oller's heavy-duty sabre and smiled mockingly: "I think the sword on your waist may have different opinions... but it almost got it' The prince’s glory is honored.

Oleux Dagong leaned over his head and laughed.
"Don't pretend, kid, I know you are really clear," he looked back, his eyes infiltrated: "Forcing you to commit suicide... but it's a farce."
Tyres was in a tight heart.
he……
"Don't look at the way you look down today, he won't go to war easily," Olsei said sharply. "You have the protection of your father's vows, and the Grand Dukes will not support him in the full battle."
"As for his attitude towards you, hey, most of them are pretending to show us." Weilan led the Grand Duke with a sigh of relief and shook his head and said: "Test the loyalty, the old trick."
"As for you and him..." Oller looked at Taylors subtly, his eyebrows picking up, showing a strange smile:
"It’s actually acting on the same stage."
At this moment, Taylors finally changed color.
he knows?
He saw it?
Taylors stunned.
"He insisted on killing you, then look at our reaction, right?" Ole's big face was disdainful: "He is thinking about his family's dying."
From the beginning of entering Longyan City, the strong gas field of King Nunn, the singers of the Grand Dukes, the singers of Nilailai and Slys, and the relaxed attitude of Putilla’s efforts to make him feel at ease. More or less confuse the prince of the stars.
And the memory of the continually increasing and resurgent traversal in the brain makes Taylors feel at ease, and always feels that even in this dangerous world where people eat people, they should be smarter.
So that he had the illusion: the five grandfathers of Exeter, like the flat paper people, can fold the cockroaches with a little force, and like the laboratory mice, they will respond appropriately with a little stimulation. .
But until now, after the swearing words, the seemingly rude aux aux ugly undressed him and King Nunn’s self-righteous tricks, Taylors suddenly realized that it was a person standing in front of him. .
A living person.
Even in the abandoned house, facing the children of the district, he could not clearly grasp their behavior and psychology.
What's more...
The person in front of him is a nobleman of the Northland who has a long history and a distinguished status. He is a strong man who has been sitting in the position of the rule for many years. He is a grandfather of Exeter, who is comparable to the king of power. In the cruel wind of the northern mantle, it has stood for many years.
How can such a person, wrist and heart machine be worse?
Taylor lowered his head and gently gritted his teeth under the sneer of Oller.
Do not.
I have not lost yet.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then opened.
"Do you know him very well?" This time, the voice of the second prince of the stars seems to have lost the previous ease, but with a dignified and calm: "Nun sire?"
Oller looked at Tyres, who quickly recovered from the shock, and his eyes flashed.
"Yes, I know him - from the first time I was brought to the city by my father, I saw him."
"But I know more about the feeling of sitting in this position - to master, maintain, protect a family, a city, a territory, a group of subjects," Dagong faintly said: "After Walton's tragedy, for the continuation of the family With the future of Longyan City, Nunn has a lot of things to clean up, make up, and arrange."
"The war will only be cheaper than the black sand collar. It is cheaper than people like Lombard. It is close to the territory, resources and population of the stars... The enemy is profitable. This is something he never wants to see."
"So, the same people who don't want to fight, who are really in line with his interests," Olsie smirked and shook his head: "It's actually you, the empire's little nephew."
"Why is he an enemy of you?"
"No matter what kind of play you are playing with him... nothing more than those."
"You are standing on the same front, Walton and the comet." Dagong took a sigh of relief from his nose and his expression was indifferent.
Tyres sighed slightly.
Yes, I was able to sit on the position of Dagong a dozen years ago. How can people who have ruled so far be stupid?
What Taylor can think of, these big men can naturally think of it.
At the very least, they have a think tank similar to Camby's to Dasha.
He is also confident from where he came from, thinking that with the incompleteness of the district for more than 20 years, the background of the times is not consistent, the civilized society is very different, and the so-called traversal memory of the identity class is far away...
It can be like the predecessors of countless traversers, relying on superb interpersonal wrists, outstanding memories, and the atmosphere and aura of all time, let these survive in the social competition (unprecedented times, cruel and numerous times) Come down, stand out from the crowds of different worlds, squat down and listen to them, and arbitrarily manipulate them?
Did he even have nothing to do with Quaid Rhoda, who manages the nephew in a waste house, and his deputy, Nal Rick?
Taylors bowed his head in vain.
The will and behavior of man are always an unpredictable mystery.
And thousands of unpredictable people form the society.
And society is by no means a precision machine that sets the parameters and works perfectly.
He must be like a purely social science researcher, facing a completely different world from the past, always maintaining the most humble, most humbly and cautious attitude, rather than immersing himself in the high-level "progressive" consciousness.
After all, he has no system, no chips, and no technology-like tree that can be gradually climbed with the click of a button.
After all, he did not wear the world of cool text.
Taylor looked at the ground and did not move.
"Your gimmick is here... Chaman Rumba becomes the king?" Olsiu seems to be very happy to see that the confident seven-year-old kid is speechless: "Nun’s sane is still there, Chaman That guy can't gain benefits by starting a war, and he can never be a king."
"And... don't forget the hatred between them."
"Next time, find a good reason, think of a reasonable gimmick - and then provoke distraction."
When Oller is finished, he is ready to leave.
Tyres was behind him, slowly clenching his fists.
Maybe.
I really.
Not suitable for being a prince or even a king.
but……
In the strange eyes of Wye, Taylors laughed softly.
At least, I want to be a survivor.
stay alive.
The next moment, Thales looked up and looked at the great Australasian who had not gone far.
"you are wrong!"
Oller repaired his footsteps.
"Because the reason of Nunn's Majesty is still..." The voice of Tells came from behind him:
"Chaman Rumba will be destined to become the next king."
"And I am not as safe as you said, so we will have this conversation between us."
"What is the old man's words?" Olsei sighed: "My dislike of you will only..."
The second prince did not have the opportunity to speak to him.
"The key is not what my words are, but whether it is related to your interests," Taylors re-emerged in his eyes: "connected with the interests of Weilan."
"Listen to my words."
"And then make your own choice."
Oller frowned.
"The next thing, I will only say to you alone." After looking at Orle's self-cultivation, Teres, his two tall, sharp-eyed, obviously unobtrusive followers.
Oller’s grandmother squinted and seemed to be thinking.
"Why, are you still afraid that a child will assassinate you?" Taylor said with a smile: "Or, do you want to go back early and drink two glasses of wine with your four good colleagues?"
Looking at the different kings who are young but full of words, Ole’s heart has a strange sense of absurdity.
A few seconds later, Dagong laughed and let his entourage go to a distance.
Tyres secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Under his gesture, Wyatt, the prince’s attendant, nodded and looked away.
The brazier on the corridor burned, two figures, one big and one small, quietly in the dark.
"Let's say, according to your theory, how does Lombard become a king?" Olsei did not look at Taylors. He did not care to reach out to the brazier and roast the frozen hands.
"I was assassinated before the Broken Dragon Fortress," Tyres looked cold and straight into the subject: "The murderer wants to blame for Rumba."
Oller’s grandmother raised his mouth and raised his eyebrows:
I heard it.

"It's a pity that he didn't succeed," Olsei immediately dismissed: "Whether it kills you or marries the Rumba."
Taylors ignored the hostility of Aurelius. He continued: "This made Lombard realize that there are enemies who secretly extended his hand to him, and his situation in the country is not good."
"Lombard is a strong man, this is nothing to him." Orsho is a big faceless expression.
"To this end, Lombard proposed to form an alliance with me to fight against our enemies," said Tyres, who still did not care about the other side. He was like a former robot, without any feelings, and expressed his true facts in any color. :
"He provided all the resources I needed in Longyan City to exchange the help of a future king of stars."
At this moment, Oller bent his mouth and smiled in disappointment.
"A promise that the seven-year-old devil has not yet worn the crown - the rumor of Lombard will be an alliance with you, but it is hopeless in the offensive star, but temporarily change the position." Dagong changed the hand of the roasting fire to the back of the hand: And that can't make him a king."
"Of course." Tyres was cold and icy.

Just these?
Olsiu snorted:
How do you help him become a king? Send a notice to support him?

At this time, Thales changed his face: "But this is not the plan of Lombard!"
In the dull tone of a dozen seconds, he increased the volume in time:
"I am not the one who can help him become a king."
Oller repaired his eyes and shifted his gaze from the brazier to Tyres.
"Of course he knows that my value is not that big! Except for the brand name "Star", I have nothing!" Tyres sighed: "But believe me... I am with him in his military camp." I have seen one side, he is not an idiot."
"Hey, I know him better than you." Olsei squeezed his fists on the brazier, and his tone was indifferent: "Twelve years ago, he was on the duel in the duel, and his brother was cruelly ruined on the ground. When I was there, I witnessed it."
Tyres took a deep breath and nodded. "He just pretended to be in alliance with me. In fact, I guess he has other plans."
"And he is about to implement it."
Oller repaired his thoughts in his eyebrows and looked at the tales in front of him.
"Let's say, little devil," Olsei also sighed and impatiently said: "Very good, your success has caught my attention."
Taylors a glimpse.
This word... seems to have heard it?
Forget it, it doesn't matter.
Taylors took a deep breath.
"Noon," he heard, slowly and steadily speaking in his most calm and minimal heart: "Chaman Rumba, to cooperate with King Nunn."
"With Walton, with the Dragon Gun family, and the Dragon City."
A few seconds have passed.
"Ha ha ha ha ha!" Oller repaired a burst of laughter.
He looked away from his head with a look of carelessness.
Tyres just stared at him quietly.
Oller put down the hands of the fire, and put it together, his eyes were cold: "Is this your guess? I thought you were just good at using the hoe, I didn't expect you to be good at making gimmicks!"
"I saw it with my own eyes, and Rumba was trying to contact Long Yucheng!" Tyres answered coldly.
"Impossible!" Oller repaired his smile and categorically said: "Lombard has the suspicion of murdering Prince Morar. It is a vengeance, and Nun will not cooperate with him."
"Why do we have to revenge for blood relatives?"
Tyres quickly caught up with his words, and his eyes retorted coldly: "For the righteousness to be done? No."
"It is for our family to no longer be similarly infringed, in order to give the enemy the most severe warning for the ultimate continuation and prosperity of the family."
Oller frowned.
"For this goal, everything can be abandoned." Taylors nodded slowly: "including hatred and honor."
"Nune King did not lose his mind... This is what you said." Looking at Dagong’s deep doubtful expression, the second prince said faintly: "Walton has lost the last direct heir, but it has not yet perished, Nunn The king will not let it die."
"It is the first hand of Lombard, the target is set on the body of Longyan City, and the only heir to the other party is killed. The trust has disappeared." Olsiu is still shaking his head. "It is impossible to find an ally. Your Majesty - Lombard will not go to trouble himself."
"You just said, you know more about Rumba than you know. Do you know if he has the power to reconcile with the enemy for the sake of profit," Taylors calmly countered the words of the Grand Duke: "Don't forget, a few years ago, the star's north The Duke of the World, Val Allend wore a hood and reached a covenant with Lombard... and Aaron and Lombard were feuds."
Oleux Duke took a deep breath.
"And, you see that we are acting, aren't we?" Taylors saw the shake in the other's eyes and continued to throw his bait ready:
"Do you think that Rumba wants to be so solemn, send troops to me to Longyan City! You think that Nun’s majesty is really out of anger and anger, let his white-blade guards set off in advance and tie me to the dragon. Come from Yucheng!"
Oller repaired a little.
"That is indeed a play!" Tyres tightened his face, speeded up the speed of speech, and made his voice sound more urgent and excited: "Do it for all of you! See how the anger of your majesty burns Get up."
"There is thus confusing you and covering up his deepest purpose."
"It is not to stop the war between the stars and the dragons, to prevent the black sand collar or the big lords of the south from gaining benefits in the war."
"It's a covenant for the Dragon City and the Black Sands."
Oleux Dagong combined his mouth and spit out a deep breath, as if thinking.
"In those days, God knows Nilailai of Longyan City, and Camby, who is in the black sand collar, talked something in the tent!" Taylors sighed: "We only see them outside the tent." Swords are arrogant."
"But I can probably guess." Taylors heard his tone returning to a steady state, and also saw that Olscher's gaze gradually became deeper.
"The Walton family is destined to decline," the second priest sighed: "The death of Nunn, after the next election, Walton will even face the catastrophe."
"So, he must bet on a powerful Grand Duke, a future king - even if this person has the suspicion of murdering his son."
Oller turned and looked at the moonlight outside the window.
Tyres slowly closed his mouth.
He is waiting for Olsiu's response.
This is a battle that belongs to Dagong himself.
He can only do this.
There is a chapter at noon, I set the timing.
(End of this chapter)