Vol 2 Chapter 314: Opening

Chapter 314 Opening
In the hall, with the debut of the female grandfather, more than 20 nobles from the audience also sat down.
For the blessing of the daughter-in-law, Taylors accepted a lot of aristocratic education in the Northern Territory during his six-year hostage career. Compared to the knowledge that Gilbert taught in a hurry in January, he has some faded knowledge. On the contrary, he is familiar with the glorious history of Exeter.
For example, Longyan City’s listening to politics.
It originated from the 90 years ago, from the Grand Duke of Longyan City and the forty-third of the king, the grandfather of Noon VI, the first king of Noon VII, a king worth remembering.
The founder of the Walton family's splendid period, the founder of the monopoly of three consecutive generations of thrones.
The dragon kingdom under the rule of Nuen VI has played against the Star Kingdom after the death of "Yinjun" on the border, facing Arunde in the north, Zemuto in the Watch City, and Forrest III in the Lonely Tower. The big family, the king has no defeat, and pushed the east line of Exeter to the Dragon Fortress before turning the East and West Needles into the exclusive place of the Northland people;
In a few wars, he fostered a new free alliance. In the face of the rising Conmas Alliance, he used strong and powerful skills to seize the momentum of their expansion and firmly held the eastern end of the Golden Corridor in their hands;
He even rehabilitated the historic Kuiguer glacier line and expelled the ferocious and grazed orc to the north of the 38th whistle.
In the end, from the superb Nunn VI, it is a common practice for the vassals of Longyan City to greet and report to the Grand Duke regularly: the vassals show their loyalty to Dagong and report to the territory. Important matters, in order to obtain the permission and support of Dagong, Dagong showed his majesty and lenient on this occasion, listened to the general situation of the vassals, and maintained the relationship between the monarch and the minister - this is the day of listening to politics.
It is also proof of the expansion of the rule of Longyan City, which Tyres thought.
but now……
The voice of the female grandfather sounded clearly in the hall, pulling his thoughts back.
"Lisban, Kierkegael, Nazer, Hearst, Linna, Kutson," Faced with so many people, despite the pale face, Selma still called out one by one. Her vassal family, each lord nodded slightly when he was called: "Banna, Hudson..."
Selma called out the names of nearly twenty families, including two families of the same name, which had to be distinguished by territories.
Almost every aristocrat with a seat is respectful - at least respectful - nod.
If this is in the Star Kingdom...Thales can't help but think of the country's grand occasion, remembering the six giants, the thirteen families, and the direct vassals of the comet, just calling out the names of these families...
The prince sighed.
God, I hope they have a roster.
"Welcome, you," Selma took a deep breath and looked at the next Lisbane in the eyes of the nobles in the North. "Once again, in the glorious hearing day, Long Hao The major families of the city have gathered together. Because of your arrival, the dragon guns in the clouds are sharper and have your loyalty. The Walton family is more powerful."
The crisp female voice echoed in the stone hall, weakening and disappearing.
At the same time as the female voice was falling down - like an appointment, almost all the vassals raised their right fists seriously and screamed their chests three times in a row!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
As a response to Feng Jun.
The dull sound resonated in the hall, and it seemed that even the entire Yingling Palace was shaking.
"Look, you understand what I mean," Ian said, "I told you," the boring look, making a knock on the chest, whispering in the ear of Teres: "Gorilla..."
Taylors coughed low.
Selma did not move in this knocking sound, but Taylor, who is very familiar with her, can feel that the girl is hiding under the calm, hiding a nervous and embarrassing.
"Listen to the political day and start," the female clerk cleared the scorpion: "Charles?"
The Count of Brisbane, sitting in the first place on her left, leaned slightly in the seat and turned to look at the audience.
The five earliest in the forefront finally turned their attention to the regents, but Thales noticed that those eyes were not as friendly as imagined.
Six years ago, at the funeral of King Nunn... What are the five important people, what is the attitude?
Taylors recalled.

As a matter of practice,
the steady and gentle voice of Brisbane’s regent sounded in the hall, just as it has been played for the Nunn King many times in the past three decades.
What are the adults, what are you going to? Please ask?"
No one is talking.
In the scope of Tyre's eyesight, more than twenty vassals did not even whisper.
They just released countless sharp eyes, and they were firmly locked in the body of Brisbane, as if to split the old count.
Especially the five most powerful vassals.
Tyres couldn't help but clench his fists.
Brisbane looked around the audience and there was still no honour.
It’s like planning it.
His face is getting harder to look.
"Politeness is dead," Ian's annoying voice quietly passed to Teres, with gloating glory: "I guess no one wants to say ‘hello’ to the female grandfather.

In the quietness of the needle drop, Ian’s words were a bit harsh.
Many people in the North have turned their heads to him, and their eyes are cold.
Ian showed a smile that was caught in a bad thing and smiled at them with apologies.
This is the first time that Taylors has participated in the political day in six years. It is the first time I saw the attitude of the lords of Longyan City to Feng Jun. Looking at the self-satisfied Selma on the stage, Taylors only felt that Stinging inside.
From the time he stepped into the hall of the stars and became the second prince of the Star Kingdom, his journey was very difficult.
But at this moment, all the difficulties that I have made, with her, with Selma, compared with Exeter’s first female grandfather...
"Very good, it seems that everyone is very good, there is no bad news," Brisbane said coldly, and he smirked at the top of Selma: "Ms."
The gaze focused on Brisbane turned to the female grandfather.
Taylors looked at the lonely Selma without mercy: the girl unnaturally cleared her throat and subconsciously avoided the gaze of the vassals.
"All... cough... you know, you don't like nonsense," Selma's voice was a little faster, and there was some shaking: "So I just got to the point..."
Compared with the silence of the audience at the opening of the class, many female vassals bowed their heads and whispered.
"This is a good sign, at least the female sergeant has the ability to ease the atmosphere." Ian whispered in the ear of Teres.
The words of the female Dagong continue:
"I believe everyone knows that last month, the king's messenger came from the black sand. In the past few days, the mission of the city of Qiyuan also visited Longyan City..."
Someone interrupted her.
"Are you talking about that farce-like glimpse, ma'am?"
Sitting in the third place in the left hand of the female grandfather, the uncle of the expired Fort Fairy, Cotterson said coldly: "Of course, very entertaining - the majestic Longyan City was turned by a small boy."
Earl Cotson’s words were very rude, and many people gave low laughs, but more people were cold.
Selma’s face was paler.
Tyres squinted, and he turned his head - the sorcerer of the Windsor, the culprits, smirked unconsciously, and seemed to find it very entertaining.
"It's funny?" Taylor's gaze shot like a sword.
Under the uncomfortable eyes of Tyres, Ian realized that what Ian instantly condensed a smile, and he seemed to cough seriously: "Sorry."
"Long Yao City is faced with a choice," the female tycoon re-continued the words after adjusting her breathing: "And I respect the lords who have worked for many years under my grandfather, so we will be here, in the most important listening day. , discuss our choices."
Just as Tyres thought that the vassals would once again be silent, unexpectedly, a clear male voice rang.
"We respect you, madam, just as we respect your grandfather," said the counted count, sitting in the second lower right of Selma. His tone was rare and respectful, with a golden beard. The words fluctuated up and down: "So we are here, the iron-iron county responds to your call."
The Earl of Hearst from the Iron Mine County looked at the female grandfather gently, as said.
Like finding a savior, Selma smiled and looked at the person who spoke with gratitude: "Thank you, Count Hearst."
Hurst, who was in his thirties, shook his golden beard and nodded with a smile.
Tyres frowned, and he looked at the passionate Hearst, unnaturally moving his ass.
This chair is really hard to sit on.
"God, Teres, do you see him looking at the girl's eyes?" Ian's words were inserted in an inappropriate time: "I bet he thinks every time he looks for a woman..."
Tyres, who was in a bad mood, jerked back.
"Do you die if you don't speak?" The prince replied coldly.
Ian quickly raised his hands and spit his tongue innocently, making a mouthless voice: yes.
Tyres is not tempted to take care of him.
The opening of Earl of Hurst seemed to drive the words of the vassals: Cotterson, who had just spoken ironically, touched his chin and snorted.
"The same is true of Fiorent," Cotterson said slowly: "But I noticed that it’s not just us who responded to the call..."
Count Earl Cotterson moved his finger and pointed to a corner in the hall.
That is……
Everyone's gaze shifted with his fingers.
Taylor’s heart sank.
"Why is he here, madam?" Cotterson twisted his wrist and pointed coldly at the prince of the stars: "This imperial man, at the most important meeting of the entire Longyan city?"
There was a lot of discussion in the hall, and even embarrassment.
At that moment, Taylors became the focus of the field.
The woman’s face showed worries and tension, and Brisbane’s eyes narrowed, and Nie Lai, who had been cold-faced, frowned.
Ok, no matter how much I want to keep a low profile...
Tyres sighed.
"I should come to the request of the Grand Duke of the Grand Duke and the invitation of the heirs of the city," the second prince of the Stars said: "As a third party, come to witness this meeting of the honor of Exeter."
After his words, the controversy in the hall was even louder.
Taylors can even hear their arguments clearly:
"So that is..."
"It’s ridiculous..."
"Guess, he is here, that woman is also..."
"Dragon City... really ironic..."
Tyres clenched his fists.
Ian shook his head helplessly, and he couldn’t help but look up.
"I don't remember when we were with the Imperials," Cotterson said coldly, not looking at Taylors: "Where is the guard? Catch him out."
There was no small approval in the vassals.
"Order, adults!"
Nie Lai’s voice was inserted into this dialogue. As a comet of the Dagong Guardian, the aristocrats who looked down at the chaos were unceremonious:
"You are standing on the land of the Dragon City, Count Earl Cotson, you are standing in the Palace of the Spirit of Nakaru, and here is the Hall of Heroes, in front of the Grand Duke..."
Nie's face was awkward: "You can't come to us to order."
Perhaps the comet is indeed famous, perhaps because he has played the role of King Nou for more than 20 years, and the field slowly calmed down.
Until Kutson didn't give back to face.
"Shut up, Lord."
"You are not qualified to talk to me about order," Kottson gritted his teeth and looked at the comet on the steps like an enemy. "Nun’s majesty promoted you to his amiable, sealed. To the title."
"You have rewarded him with dereliction of duty and incompetence, and he is so tired that he is dying and dead, and tired of us, tired of the city of Longyan to this field."
At that moment, Nie Lai's pale face appeared a rare flush.
Tyres saw him like this: This is a sign when the comet is angry.
"If I am you, incompetent, I will find a place where I have no one to commit suicide, instead of being cheeky on the side of the female grandfather, nothing has happened," Earl of Cotterson clearly passed into everyone. In the ear:
"The shame of the king's white blade!"
"Pooh!"
Many northern aristocrats have issued a cold shower.
Niely suddenly lowered his head and made people unable to see his expression.
But he didn't say anything.
But Thales can see that his fists have been held together and trembled violently.
The prince knew that what Kotson mentioned was the biggest shadow of the comet in this life.
In the hall, Ned Monty in the Mission of the Pray City frowned. The ‘Dragon Crow’ looked at the abnormal Nilai Lai and sighed softly.
"Enough, Cotterson."
The female grandfather finally spoke up, and her words did not consciously bring an anger: "Lord Niely for the king, fighting the disaster to the last moment, he should not get such an evaluation."
"Of course, if this waste is not dereliction of duty," Cotterson said coldly: "You will not be here, right?"
Selma swayed and clenched his lower lip.
The vassals once again began a low-level discussion.
"You, let go of the past..." An old voice sounded.
"But, as far as my official tells me, Madame, Prince Teres is the most troublesome star in the world. He also led to the ugly group in the last political day," the oldest The Count of Nazer slowly opened his mouth, and his words sounded fair and rational, bringing the subject back to the prince:
"I sincerely recommend that when you discuss our own affairs, maybe let him go to his room to rest?"
The old count’s eyes picked up slightly:
You know, about the prince, even if we don’t care, the rumors are disturbing.

All eyes reunited to the prince's body, and from time to time, the female grandfather patrolled back and forth between him.
Selma's expression changed, and the words were stuffed.
Taylor closed his eyes.
Ian around him had a rich expression and opened his mouth to say something in his ear.
"Not now, Ian." Ian was about to open his mouth, and Tyres whispered and sealed his enthusiasm in his throat.
They are deliberate, the vassals of Longyan City.
Taylors remembered six years ago, the aristocratic shackles in the hall of the revival of the palace stars, secretly told themselves: so they are stepping to the prestige of the female grandfather.
And now...
No, he can't talk, can't refute, otherwise it will only make the situation worse.
Tyres clenched his teeth.
"The prince is a guest of the lady, Kottson, Nazaire," Lisboa regent opened in a timely manner. He stared at the two counts: "This is a woman's promise, so he will stay, and if you ignore it." The honor of a woman can't stand him in your sight, then close your eyes or go out on your own, choose one."
Cotterson snorted and seemed to be very uncomfortable with the Regent.
"Don't forget your venge, madam, the legal heir before you, Prince Morar died in the stars, the bones are not cold," Earl Linna, sitting third in the left hand of the female grandfather, said with a blank expression: "From After that, all the tragedies came from the little prince."
"The bones are not cold, really?" Ian whispered unknowingly: "For six years, even if it is the body of a dragon, how can it be cold?"
Taylors didn't even bother to pay attention to him.
Selma took a sigh of relief and seemed to be adjusting himself.
"The tragedy has come to a conclusion, Linna," the female grandfather looked at Taylors from afar, biting his teeth: "When the king is still there, Prince Teres, he is our guest now. - and we should go back to business."
"Do you think your death is not a 'business'?" Linna suddenly raised the volume.
"I have to say, you make me a little chilling," Earl Linna was still like a frost, but his eyes were not moving, but his words like poisonous words were hard to ignore: "The respected Selma Walton Ms."
Selma faced his gaze, and the hand held on the arm slightly shivered.
In the hall, the opinions of more than twenty nobles are getting louder and louder.
"Retract your words, Linna," the words of Regency's regency had brought with it an obvious sentiment. He said in a word: "Especially to the Grand Duke of the Women."
"How dare you kneel down to Nunn and say to the granddaughter of the king of nature - 'Do you make me a little chilling?"
Brisbane defied the Earl of Linna: "Your Majesty has spent thirty years from the princehood to bring you up to the end of the fallen Linna family..."
"This is what I am worried about, Brisbane," Linna replied with trepidation: "The one who is willing to die, the great king of nature, is gone!"
"There are only our old bones guarding a woman..."
"Linna!" Interrupted his count of Hurst, who is still a golden beard.
Linnaton paused. He took a look at the female grandfather. After a slight hesitation, he changed his mouth: "...keeping the dignity of Longyan City."
When the words came out, Selma lowered his head and tightened his lips.
There was silence in the hall.
Earl of Hearst coughed.
"Sorry, ma'am," the countie of the Ironfield County looked at the embarrassing Selma, gentle and authentic: "But I think, Count Linna just missed the sire of the past too much and valued the future of Longyan."
"But he respects you and respects your blood, just like me," Hester reverently nodded recklessly: "Ms."

Hey,
Ian put on a disgusting look and whispered:
I’m going to spit this hero’s trick to save the beauty.

"However, it really works, look at the girl's expression..."
What a special thing.
For the first time, Tells found himself wanting to kill Ian.
The words that made him hit the nail in his head were blocked in his vocal cords.
The prince watched Selma closely.
Selma looked at Hearst, who was relieved, with a reluctant smile.
Tyres tightened his brow.
"What you are facing is the blood left by the king of nature, Little Hearst," Brisbane interrupted their eye contact. "Undoubtedly, she will lead the future of Longyan."
Hearst smiled and pointed to the regent's slight decapitation: "Of course."
"When you talked about it, it was more and more like Nunn's Majesty, 'The Prime Minister'," "The old-fashioned Linnaeus, who was always expressionless, but slowly said: "Just like six years ago, you, great The regent adult stood there, standing on the side of his body, and undoubtedly told us that the big man had changed, just need to kneel down."
"Don't bring your personal grievances here, Linna," said Brisbane. "This hall of glory should not leave a place for selfishness and darkness."
Linna bent over the corner of the mouth and responded.
"I started to admire your little girlfriend," Ian sighed and patted Teres' shoulder: "How did she survive in these people over the past six years?"
"I don't know," Tyres shook his head. He looked at the unruly counties. It was difficult to hide his grief. "This is my first time to attend the political day, but before, the important counts were all sent officials. - I guess they came here personally to make the scene more difficult."
Ian raised an eyebrow: "Oh, you didn't refute me?"
It is observing that the Earl of the Earl is puzzled: "What is the rebuttal?"
"Nothing." Ian replied solemnly and shook his head in seriousness.
An old voice was heard again in the field.
"Relax, Linna, let's respect," Nazel, the oldest sigh, sighed: "You are facing the most powerful Earl of Longyan City, and the "Long Yao" Rees, who has mastered the Longquan City for six years. Class - You don't want to get into the regency of Longyan City, he has countless ways to rectify you."
Brisbane and Nazaire looked at each other in the air, and it seemed that even the air had become cold.
"Oh, I think what he really wants to say is," Ian narrowed his eyes. "Go to your mother, Brisbane."
Taylors is deeply impressed.
"Since he wants the stars to be here, let him go." Nazer whispered: "In any case, Longyan City is no worse than before."
Brisbane looked at Nazer, who was the same age as him, and whispered, but it was clear: "Really, Nazaire, old friend?"

My old friend died six years ago,
Count Nazaire said unhurriedly:
With your majesty, you die in the whirlpool of power.

In the time when Brisbane and Nazer were in sight, the counts did not say anything.
As if this is their arena.
The Selma in the seat is at a loss.
"I want to guess," Ian's whisper once again came in untimely: "When they were young, did someone get on the other's wife?"
Tyres slowly shook his head. He looked down at his right hand and sighed.
The situation is very unfavorable and worse than we think.
In front of the five counts, the female grandfather could not even find the empty space.
Even with the help of Brisbane - no, it is clear that the presence of Brisbane has made the scene worse, and the Regency of Longyan City is a hated position.
Can't go on like this anymore.
Go, Ian.
we need you.
The next moment, a scream suddenly resounded throughout the hall:
"what--"
"you you you--"
The sound is loud, in the silent hero hall, just like a whirlwind.
All nobles, including Selma and Brisbane, turned their heads in disbelief and looked at the source of the sound.
I saw that in the aristocratic vassal of the full hall, one person suddenly smashed.
From the Wind City Viscount of the city of Pray, Lord Ian Ronnie was standing in the chair, staring at his waist, his expression twisted, and his face looked at the people around him incredulously.
By his side, Prince Teres retracted his hand in a blank expression, and he was sitting in a serious position.
As if I had just been licking Ian's waist, the one who was full of twists was not him.
Ian clenched his teeth in a hurry and made a "How dare you" mouth shape against Tyres.
But the prince did not move, as if he did not know him at all.
Ian took a deep breath and looked up.
He only noticed that the audience’s eyes were focused on themselves.
The Viscount of the Windy City showed an embarrassing smile: "That..."
The five counts frowned.
"Lord Ian," Brisbane's gaze patrolled on Thales and silently returned to Ian's body: "Is there anything?"
Ian exhaled and took a slap in the face of Tyres with a murderous look.
The prince’s expression was dull and he had a thumb on the side of his knee.
Come on, good luck.
Ian had to sigh.
"Although I am very happy to appreciate the anti-drama of Long Yucheng," he looked at the unwillingness of the face, first to the female Dagong, and then looked over at the counts: "But are we coming first?" Talk about the right thing?"
Ian showed his white teeth and smiled slightly: "You know, lunch time is very important, can't be dragged."
Sitting in the Qiyuan City Mission, the suites were very blue.
Only Monty, the old friend of the comet looked at Ian’s performance with a funny face.
The vassals of Longyan City looked at the young man who was in a wave of sorrows—many of them were the first to see Ian himself.
"And where did you come from?"
"Dare to dare to ignore our honor in the hall of Nakaru," Earl Cotson looked at the expression of eating people, squinting at Ian, sneer: "Clown?"
Ian blinked.
In the face of this insulting name, his face is even more smiling.
"Where am I from?"
I saw that the Viscount opened his arms and smiled like a child: "Of course it is a circus!"
At that moment, the sneer of Earl Cotson was on his face.
Tyres spit out a sigh of relief, only to feel that the scene of depression was instantly relieved.
"I am here to remind you all the corners, and I will be there."
Ian looked at the female grandfather on the steps and looked at the tales around him. She shrugged and shouted at the cloak of the full hall, proclaiming loudly:
"We are going to start!"
On the other side of the hall, all the people in the city of Qiyuan, except Ned Monti, bowed their heads and sighed.
His face is sad.
(End of this chapter)