Vol 2 Chapter 321: "staging" release

Chapter 321 "Staging" Release
After a brief silence, the hero hall suddenly became awkward!
"what?"
"That means……"
"But the boy is clear..."
But no matter who's emotions, it is not as good as the feelings of Tyres Comet.
At the moment just now, the prince was almost unable to control his body.
Until the sin of the prison river is uninvited.
For him, the whole world seems to stop at this moment.
Only the thoughts are spinning fast.
Star Kingdom.
Freedom of the league, behind-the-scenes supporters?
With the help of the mysterious end of power, the cold and sweaty Tyles tried their best to control their own breathing, and they barely guaranteed that they were not out of order.
Countless questions have caught my heart.
what happened?
what happened!
"That is..."
At the head of the hall, the Earl of Hearst, the golden beard, frowned, and looked at Monty, who had brought the news: "The squad of the Freedom League..."
"The reason why they have the confidence to tear up the agreement is because they are standing behind the group of imperial people?"
The death crow shrugged and his voice was gloomy: "obvious."
The arrogant voice in the hall has once again raised a level.
"What?"
"Fucking imperial man!"
"Are they crazy?"
"Their only heirs..."
"Is it a full-scale war?"
"Then what's next for us? Going to pray for the city?"
Tyres took a deep breath and took a deep breath.
Star Kingdom, Freedom League, Exeter...
No matter what kind of information was obtained under the close surveillance of the Yingling Palace, or the news that Putille had brought to him, or the news obtained from the Longyan city, there was no trace of clues pointing to this answer.
He didn't get any tips.
Just like the dragon blood six years ago.
For him, this is a veritable "accident."
"It's funny." The always-scarred Earl of Linna did not hide his bad emotions this time, only to see his twisted face, staring at Tyres:
"I sent my son to Longyan City on the bright side, but still in the back but still tirelessly moving the hand?"
Linna sneered sneerly: "It is the successor of the empire."
"And we, we thought we were holding the safest chips, thinking that the stars would be safe and self-sufficient, but in the end they were like fools, and they were being played."
"One war like this."
"No, little prince?"
The atmosphere in the hall is getting more and more dignified.
Tyres hangs his stiff face and raises his head in a difficult way, responding to the various horror or angry expressions in the hall: Brisbane's doubts, Niely's teeth, Nazaire's thoughts, compared with them, even Monty The disturbing hunter’s eyes seemed to be softer...
as well as……
And the unbelievable and overwhelmed look of the female grandfather.
"Hey, you, surnamed comet!"
Earl Cotson stood up fiercely and looked at the wrecked prince in the corner with resentment.
"About the Freedom League, what do you know about your father's army?"
"Are you planning?"
Tyres squeezed his fists.
The sweat on his forehead is getting denser and denser.
Do not.
I do not know anything.
no matter what……
But before the words blurted out, the prince bit his teeth.
Do not.
It’s not a time to panic, it’s not a time to shout.
As I thought: the accident happened.
And what I have to do is to deal with it and minimize losses.
Calm, Taylors.
calm!
"Hey!"
Cotterson angered: "Are you dumb?"
His voice represents the anger of the Northland people at the moment, echoing in the hall.
The prince raised his head violently, but in the eyes of Selma, he saw a flustered and helpless look.
The female grandfather looked at Taylors subconsciously, and looked at the equally dignified Brisbane, feeling uneasy.
"Looking at him with no fear, maybe Long Yucheng is very good for him," Earl Linna squeezed his fist and made a scary bang between the knuckles.
"Maybe, we should return to the tradition of the people of the North."
"A little bit hard?"
Tyres did not answer.
The eyes of the northern people looking towards the prince of the stars are becoming more and more fierce, including even the guards of the Dagong guards on his side. In this atmosphere, even the equally shocked Rolf does not consciously press his arm. .
Under the gaze of everyone, the second prince can only keep calm and maintain the most basic thinking. Even Ian, who is also sweating and pulling his sleeves, has no time to take care of it.
Say so.
Things are wrong.
Very wrong.
The rebellion of the Freedom League, the war problem of the city of Qiyuan, the power storm of Longyan City, the breathing of the black sand collar...
Actually derived from, derived from...
These different objects, different motives, and different actions are gathered together in the same place...
Where is the connection, where is the truth pointing to the clue, and where is the key to the matter?
In the face of the prince's silence, Earl Cotson seems to be getting impatient, he stepped forward!
Cotterson showed an unprecedented fierce expression, and greeted Tersnu with his mouth and his teeth, and said literally: "Well, then tear him away - until he speaks."
This sentence seems to ignite the atmosphere of the moment.
"Yes!"
Many of the vassals of Longyan City, with the same gnashing anger, stood up and made a wave of approval:
"Grass dead him!"
"Dare to play with us, then pay the price!"

Showing the attitude of the Northland people!

Niely wants to maintain order, but there is nothing to do.
Rolf stood nervously behind Tells, facing the anger of the people of the North, and seemed ready to be desperate.
【How to do? 】 This is his sign language.
But the protagonist of the matter, Tyres did not move.
He seemed to have embraced all the emotions, resisted all reactions, like a stone statue, sitting stiffly in the same place, ignoring the cursing and resentment of the raging waves.
Like a stone statue.
"The imperial man of the bitch!"
"Put him on the gate!"
"Let the stars people taste the torture, the hypocritical coward!"
The sound is still going on.
Like the never-ending torrent, the reefs are shot again and again, ruthless and cold, shocking and terrifying.
The tales in the center of the wave are just silent, without saying anything.
As if the world has nothing to do with him.
The chaotic hall is filled with anger and hate.
Until a sharp and out of control female voice, like a rainbow breaking through the clouds, tearing up noisy curses and evil words...
In the hall of heroes, it’s ringing:
"enough--"
Taylors is a spirit!
Everyone was shocked and subconsciously turned back and looked at the highest seat.
There, the young female grandfather did not know when he had left the seat!
She squeezed her fists in her hands and waved it on her side. She bit her teeth and her face was distorted.
At this moment, Selma Walton, like the desperate lioness who guards the lion group, is quite hysterically roaring: "This is the hall of heroes!"
"All shut up for me!"
"To shut up!"
The voice of the female grandfather whirls between the pillars.
The curses of the vassals were calmed down.
The hall replied quietly.
Only the seat at the top of the seat, the girl’s trepidation and trepidation.
Everyone stared at the female grandfather who was out of control. She looked at her and clenched her fists. Her eyes were red and she glanced at the audience.
It seems as if they once again met their female lords.
"Hey," said Mouth Monty, who looked at the mouth up and down with interest, and Selma, who couldn’t be calm for a long time, whispered: "It’s really like Walton."
Tyres has a slightly open mouth and looks at the girl who is difficult to meet.
"What the is this?" Ian whispered quietly behind Thales: "The Freedom League, you clearly say that the stars won't-"
"You didn't listen to the female grandfather," however, this time, Tyres just shook his head coldly:
"To shut up."
Ian stunned.
Finally, a steady cough broke the silence.
"Sit back, Kotson, and everyone."
The harsh voice of the regent adults sounded up.
"No matter whether it is moody or bullying, it is a coward's move. The Northland people have not been despicable to that point," Count Earl of Brisbane stood in front of Kutson, faintly said: "We will decide how to deal with this matter - in After the woman negotiated."
"Things have happened, and it is useless to punish him."
"Before that, Prince Tell is still our guest."
Regent's words made Cotterson frown.
"He is right," the old Earl of Nazer agreed coldly: "It’s just a military situation, see what you are all in a hurry - if Nun is still..."
The words of the two powerful vassals calmed the irritability and anger in the hall.
The vassals were sitting back in their places, but the eyes of the singer in the dark were not reduced.
Tyles closed his eyes and the brain turned faster.
"Ms." Brisbane turned back and hinted softly to Selma.
Selma took a deep breath and converge on the ruin of the genius. His face was ugly and sat down under the help of Nie Lai.
She glanced at Tells, and her eyes were indistinguishable.
"Lord Monti."
After returning to the order in the hall, the Count of Brisbane turned to a light-faced crow.
"Is the city of Qiyuan determined to be the army of the stars?"
The Regent steadily asked: "Is there any possibility of disguising by others? For example, Commas?"
"You know what I used to do," Monty scratched her head and leaned against Nie Lenu on the steps. "What do you think is the possibility of making a wrong target?"
The vassals frowned.
"Five thousand light cavalry, it can't be a local aristocrat, can only be..." Count Linna looked at Monty with scrutiny and suspicion: "You have played?"
Monty shook her head.
"In a few days, the stars were not even close to the Freedom Fortress, just watching from a distance, and constantly sending out the ride to investigate," the Death Crow looked at the letter in his hand and sweared: "From the blade The distance from the camp to Fort Liberty - God knows how they are replenished in the desert."
I heard a lot of aristocrats here.
"Wandering, swimming, patrolling, avoiding the war, the key moments are a knife," said the count of Nazer, who saw the old man twitching his chin, his eyes twitching: "Is this tactic, does it sound familiar?"

"For example, 18 years ago?"
There was another silence in the hall, and many people bowed their heads.
Earl Cotson closed his eyes and sighed: "Fuck."
Taylor's heart moved.
"Sonya Susere and her guard are still in the Broken Dragon Fortress? Where are they from the five thousand cavalry - even if it is a light ride - a brain plugged into the desert?" The youngest Hearst The Earl frowned and subconsciously turned to find the figure:
"With such a large-scale military mobilization, it is impossible to have no news in advance, the news of the darkroom? Mrs. Kashan, yours..."
Hearst realized that he had made a mistake and he kept his mouth in time.
A few seconds later, Monty snorted: "Whether it is a fortress or a dark room, you should all ask the king - the black sand collar is the clearest."
The group of ministers in the hall was quiet again.
Yes.
The throne is no longer in the Palace of the Spirit, not in the city of Longyan.
The darkroom that serves only Exeter is naturally the same.
Everyone is in the air.
This is the Dragon City after the death of King Nunn.
No longer.
Hearing here, Count Earl of Brisbane sighed:
"This is no longer important."
"What's important is that if the stars are involved," Regent dare looked at the woman's sorrowful look: "Then we will go west..."
The arguments of the vassals were re-enacted in the hall.
Earl Linna sneered: "Imagine: at the moment we battled the city, there were 5,000 people in the desert in the south who were watching around, waiting to give us a moment, and there might be behind them. The entire star kingdom..."
"Twenty years ago, even if we had three great men, because the white elves and Commas had intervened, the war dragged on for nearly a year," he narrowed his eyes as if he remembered the year: "Guess, star can How long have we been dragging us for two years? Three years?"
"When you see this scene, the king must be very happy."
The missions of Qiyuan City looked at each other and looked ugly.
The atmosphere in the hall is getting more and more depressed.
Tyres ignored the mischievous eyes that he had swept from time to time and quickly rearranged the information he knew.
Things won't be that simple, and they won't be that complicated.
It’s just that the game needs to be lifted up a bit. I thought it was the storm between Exeter and the Freedom League, and even within Exeter.
In order to achieve independence, the Freedom Alliance, in order to tide over the difficulties, prayed for the interests of the Yuancheng City, for the sake of their own interests, the other great publics are eager to sit and watch the king's weakness and the division of Longyan City.
And now...
I want to add the stars.
So, in this storm, where is the best interest of the stars?
"This is just an optimistic situation," Count Earl Cotterson glared at his fingers, as if he was self-speaking and calculated the number: "If the opposite...the opposite is really the star kingdom that succumbs after the year... ..."
"A little worse, count the white elves who lost in the previous wars, and the four northern cities of Commas that watched the situation bet..."
"And we, we only have Long Yucheng and Qiyuan City..."
Count Nazer looked at him as he calculated the chips, sighed long and said the words that made many people in the North feel uncomfortable:
"Exeter last defeated...when is it coming?"
No one is talking.
Boom!
The one-armed Earl of Kierkegaer punched his arm and gave a dull shock.
Tie Qing’s face tells his mood at the moment.
The vassals have clenched their fists.
"The situation has become complicated." Earl of Brisbane remained unchanged and plain.
Nazaire nodded.
Two old friends and old rivals have a rare opinion.
Tyres is still thinking fast.
One guess is floating on his heart.
"We need to realign the deployment of forces, including the quality of the recruits," the old count said with a heavy tone: "The enemy of the enemy, the enemy kingdom - the difference between the two is not a star and a half."
"You mean, retreat?" The words of Brisbane came steadily.
"I didn't say that, after all, the woman has made a promise, and it is related to the honor of Longyan City and Walton," Earl Nazer said seriously: "But if we still have to send troops to fight, we can no longer take the attitude of the past. I have to deal with it."
"After all, the opponent we have to face is nearly seven hundred years old - the enemy."
"The shield of the Westland, the descent of the empire."
No one is talking anymore.
Only the death crow shook his head and exhaled.
Ian Ronnie, the heir to the city of Qiyuan, looked at the incredible eyes, looked at Taylors, and looked at the Selma on the steps.
how come……
In the seat of Dagong, Selma looked awkward.
Just at this time.
"Do not."
Earl Linna looked up and attracted the attention of the entire hall.
"The problem is actually very simple," the cold-faced, eloquent count, who revisited Taylors this time. If there is a deep meaning: "We don't need to increase troops or hesitate."
Tyres scalp tight.
coming.
The thing that he was most worried about after the incident happened.
Many people moved a little.
"The stars have an army to spoil."
"And we have their heirs."
Count Linna was cold and authentic: "The Prince of Tells Comet, right?"
"A name that has never appeared on a comet's genealogy."
At that moment, Taylors only felt that the gaze from his body was getting colder.
Earl of Hearst: "You mean..."
Earl Linna said coldly: "Keep one of his hands and send it to Yongxing City."
"Tell him the madman: I will retreat immediately."
"problem solved."
At that moment, the female grand prince turned his head and looked at Taylors incredulously.
But Tyres is still indifferent.
So the female grandfather looked anxiously at his own regency, but the Count of Brisbane just shook his head slightly, indicating that he was not safe.
The people of the Northland are quiet, and the eyes that look at Taylors are more and more weird.
In this, the death of the crows Monty gave him a strange smile.
Still like a hunter, look at his prey.
Taylors took a deep breath.
"Oh, just stop," finally, Count Hearst couldn't help but say:
"This is not in line with the practice of the Northland people - the age of the blood of the king of iron and blood has been more than three thousand years!"
Earl Linna shook his head: "This is his role. Thanks to the gods, wasting six years of food. This golden hostage finally came in handy."
Tyre nerves are tight.
"Wait, it was overnight, the execution of the iron-clad king of the three hundred nobles - it is said that the madman is watching the whole process, and the eyes are not turning," Earl Cotson snorted with indifference: "If he is really like The rumor is like a stone, so I don’t want to retreat..."
Earl Linna smiled.
"You are enough," Earl Hearst said impatiently: "Release him for retreat, or simply kill him and show that he can do it all the way - dissatisfied with the stars, we will torture the children out? What is going on? ""
Earl Linna sneered.
"This is not out of breath, let alone, we are releasing him," his eyes showed a cold: "Just, in the form of staging."
Earl of Hearst frowned.
Staging?
"A letter is not convincing enough, then two, three, four..."
"In any case, except for the palm of his hand, there are arms, legs, feet, eyes, nose, ears..." The cold words of Earl Linna echoed in Teres: "Every time you write a letter, we are 'scheduled' Release part of the prince."
"Until King Kaiser retired."
"Or after."
Tyles closed his eyes when he heard it.
掰 算 算 : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : This chapter is updated on Wednesday?
It’s updated from Tuesday to Wednesday... Hey, no problem, I’m broken!
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