Vol 2 Chapter 323: The moral of the story

Chapter 323 The meaning of the story
The girl is obviously anxious.
Selma's breathing is getting faster and faster, she shook her head subconsciously: "But, count, no..."
However, her hesitation lasted only a few seconds, and the female grandfather re-raised her head and strengthened her tone.
"Count, Nazer, you don't understand," her words were incoherent, but the hard-hitting attitude made Harris frown: "I swear... I beg you to give me some time, I will be able to solve it, no matter It’s the army of the stars, or something else... The prince of the prince is not ordinary. He is our comrade-in-arms six years ago. We can’t report it!

Tyres jerked!
After this sentence is finished, the entire hall seems to be getting cold instantly.
The Count of Brisbane sighed heavily, and Nazer’s expression was extremely ugly.
Other counts do not give up.
More and more people from the North have turned to Taylors.
It’s just that those who are gathering on him are getting worse.
"Stupid girl," Ian angrily held his forehead and licked Tyres. He whispered: "Yeah, maybe she can protect you by doing this..."
"But if you want to sacrifice the support of the entire Dragon City for this..."
"What do we mean by what we do today?"
Tyres didn't answer. He just drove all the extra emotions out of his brain and quietly looked at the female grandfather who refused to give in.
"Ms. Ms. Selma Walton, you said..."
The Count of Old Nazaire called her full name and narrowed her eyes: "Our comrades?"
Nazer silently repeated the words of Selma.
Selma took a deep breath and paled: "Yes, you may not know, but Charles is very clear..."
But the next moment, Count Nazaire raised his eyes and suddenly raised his tone:
"indeed!"
In the loud voice of the vibrating hall, the old count stood up from the seat!
The vassals are moving together.
Selma was shocked by the sudden explosion of the count.
I saw Nazer’s expression was tense and the words were harsh, and people couldn’t help but forget his age:
Do you think we don’t know?

"Six years ago, from the plot of Grandpa Peifu, to the disaster, to the city, to the death of King Nunn and the crowning of King Chaman..."
"Yes, I know what role the sleazy star people played in that tragedy!"
There was another argument in the hero hall.
Selma looked at each other slyly: "Count of Nazer..."
Earl of Nazer looked at Selma coldly and looked at Tyres: "Ms. Kashan explained very clearly: The one who came with the prince of the stars was the disaster that caused the dragon to break down! We are dying today!"
Brisbane is preparing to say something to slow down the cheeks. Hearing here, he can't help but see.
"Kashan..." Regent sighed: "It seems that you are not as arrogant as you said, despising the hand that the black sand collar stretched out."
"Old boy."
Nazer snorted.
The old count casts a sharp eye that is not in line with his age, leaving the people in contact with a cold heart.
"For six years, the disaster brought by this ominous prince has never stopped," Nazer slowly paced, facing the slightly flustered female justice:
"As a so-called hostage, he must not be light, can not be used, can not be hurt, but still in the Palace of the Spirit, eat with you!"
"I hate to say that, but..." Nazer bit his teeth, and there was a resentful intention in the words: "Dragonfly City has had enough."
"Either the disaster of the year, or the current dilemma."
"Whether it is a black sand collar or a star person."
"Whether it's your side, it's still on the battlefield of the Freedom League."
Selma looked at him dumbly, not knowing how to answer.
There was an approval in the hall, and a pair of eyes cast their eyes, full of hostility towards Tyres.
Kirtson and Earl Linna looked at each other, and Hirst and Earl Kelkegaard bowed their heads, and the Regency of Resbow was frowning.
After a long silence, Nazaire coughed a few times.
"Sorry, I am getting better."
Nazer’s voice was lowered and seemed to return to the old-fashioned count of the old dragon.
"And your innocence, it's time to stop here." He shook his head and looked sad: "Please forgive me to reconsider the decision to send troops. Maybe Long Yucheng should be farther away from these things, even if it hurts you. The fame."
"Please understand: We responded to the call, not to satisfy the willfulness of a child to protect her childhood playmates."
Nazer snorted and sat down again.
His words are unrelenting, and the whole hall has entered the winter.
The vassals' breathing slowly became disordered.
"The bitch," Ian cursed and hated behind Thales: "Everything is fine..."
No one speaks.
Everyone is waiting for the girl sitting at the top of the hero hall, perhaps the highest point in the city of Longyan.
Selma shivered slightly, looking at Nazaire incredulously.
Do not.
Her heart was struggling and her eyes slowly became red.
"Anyone else?"
Selma’s voice rang slowly, like a layer of water curtain:
Which other person is determined to retreat for this matter?

The Count of Brisbane slammed his fist and looked at the female grandfather with gaze.
Earl of Hearst stopped talking, but eventually failed to say anything.
Earl Linna and Kentson exchanged a look, meaning unclear.
Count Earl Kelkeguel bowed his head deeply.
"Innocent? Willful?" Selma muttered:
"Protect your childhood playmates?"
She raised her arms and seemed to want to grab something, but she could only stand on the seat with powerlessness.
The girl’s eyes looked sadly at Tells.
But Taylors did not respond to her.
After a few seconds, her gaze turned back to Nazaire, looking at the count's painful and unhappy face.
"A decisive decision of a wise grandfather?"
Her expression slowly became angry.
"Simply said, Count Nazaire," the girl's breathing gradually accelerated: "You are not there again, Nazaire."
The face of Count Nazaire reveals doubts.
I saw Selma taking a deep breath.
" Six years ago, when the disaster occurred."
"You are not there."
She is quite difficult.
Earl of Nazer listened to the words of the female prince and frowned.
The prince’s side, the viscount of the far-away city, smacked the sleeves with angrily:
Have you seen her expression?

"I don't think so good."
Teres nodded facelessly.
He suddenly felt that Selma had something to say.
An inexplicable emotion broke through the blockade of the sin of the prison river and poured into my heart.

Ms.,
Earl Nazer said with a sigh:
You are...

"Nun King!"
Selma looked up and broke him aloud: "When King Nun was unfortunately dead."
This name has made many vassals feel tight.
Many people think of the sire and bow their heads.
"The disaster of the blood, when the shield area...".
"When the Queen of the Sky descends."
"At those times, you are not there."
Selma curled his lips slowly with a blank expression.
more than.
Also, when King Nunn took Alex...
When he put the ring on my hand
When I was captured by the monster.
When Rumba appeared, surrounded us.
The vassals looked at the girl's appearance, and doubts and incomprehension slowly climbed into the heart.
"Ms?"
Brisbane coughed and whispered: "Maybe you should think twice..."
But Selma ignored what he was saying.
how do you know.
How can you know?
"So, you don't know."
The girl bite her teeth firmly: "At that time, at that time..."
"What did I owe him?"
At this point, Tyres in the center of the storm slowly bent his mouth.
The words of the girl and Nazaire reminded him of the things of the year.
Those...he will never forget things.
He looked far away at the female grandfather’s hesitant look and sighed.
Selma first stood up and supported the arm of the chair, and the angrily in his eyes slowly became relieved.
The expression on the face also became indifferent from the beginning.
"Nazer," she said faintly: "Do you think that Longyan City lacks a real Grand Duke?"
Nazaire’s eyes were unconscious, and he felt subconsciously wrong.
"Do you think that with an innocent female grandfather, we should not send troops?"
Brisbane's breathing was getting faster and faster, and he looked at the female grandfather with surprise.
Selma spit out a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, then follow what you said..."
"Choose a husband to give me."
The female grandmother showed a blank smile, and she was relieved that she just had to put down a burden.
The counts were moved, and the Count of Brisbane was even more eclipsed!
what?
"In the vassal family, choose a husband, give birth to the heir, even if you get married tomorrow, no problem - if this can be exchanged for your cooperation."
"Then I will do it."
In the hall, like pouring into the boiling water, the group of officials suddenly exclaimed!
"What?" Ian didn't react, he dragged Taylors: "She, she, she..."
However, in a surprise and shock, Tyres still has a dull expression.
He just looked at the girl quietly.
That little slippery.
It seems like nothing happened.
"But Taylors, he is a friend of mine together."
The cold and proud voice of Selma is like the bright light in the night, ignoring all the interference, in the noisy sound, unmistakably spread:
"As long as he is in Longyan City, he will not be hurt!"
"I will not send him to the front line as a sacrificeable piece because of the jealousy of the stars."
She glanced at the counts of Kutson and Linna, and the two counts did not naturally look away.
Onlooker's death, Raven Monti, was serious, but she looked at the female Dagong's eyes and added some other colors.
"This is my promise, but it is the kindness I owe him," Selma glanced at Taylors, hiding his unspeakable emotions in his eyes:
"It is worth paying for a lifetime."
The arguments of the ministers were getting louder and louder, and the counts of the counties were inconsistent with the subway, and the count of Hearst was roaring and turning his head.
Tyres silently looked back at her.
A second later, the prince showed a faint smile.
Just like the smile of the year.
Suddenly ignoring the glare of Nie Lai, the female side of the public.
Like Selma is encouraged, her expression is vivid.
The female grandfather proudly looked up and looked at the entire hall:
"How are you, this deal?"
The Count of Nazer looked at her in a dull manner, and seemed to be shocked by the determination of the girl. She couldn’t speak for a while.
"Ms!"
The Count of Brisbane, who couldn’t stand it, screamed: "It’s enough!"
"Do you know what you are talking about?"
Selma turned her head slowly and looked at her regency who had been with her for more than six years.
"She is losing this game and losing the chip of being a big woman." Ian looked at the prince under the court with a complex look. There was no sorrow in the voice: "Let us do all the hard work for her."
"Just to protect you?"
I really don't understand.
Ian snorted.
Tyres shook a little, and he slowly turned his head.
"Do not."
Tyres chilled out and interrupted Ian: "She didn't lose."
In the face of Ian's puzzled eyes, Taylor took a deep breath, pulled the neckline, rubbed the sign of the nine-pointed star, and pressed it in the abdomen pocket.
There is an old black-rimmed glasses hidden there.
The prince looked at the dragon in the cloud at the top of the hall, and his face was firm.
"At least, if I am there, she won't lose." He faintly said to Ian around him.
Can not lose.
Ian stunned.
"What do you mean?"
What Ian figured out, he was nervous: "Tells, what are you going to do?"
Tyres gently curled up his mouth and smiled.
"As I said," Tyres seemed to have some emotions. He chuckled: "The back hand."
At the same time, everyone was shocked or angrily waiting for the response of the female grandfather.
That may determine the important decision of Longyan City politics in the future.
The girl’s hand trembled more and more, but her eyes became more and more determined.
"Of course I know what I am talking about, Charles, thank you."
Selma said coldly: "But I am a northerner, and the people of the North have never forgotten."
"Even if this is at the expense of my life."
At that moment, all the northern people were staring at their seals, but everyone was awe-inspiring.
The female grandfather looked coldly at the Count of Nazer: "I will sit in this position with my heart in the future, recalling today..."
However, just when Selma had not finished speaking -
"Ha ha ha ha ha!"
A big laugh that did not hide the volume, sounded in the hero hall.
Interrupted the words of the female grandfather full of emotions.
It also broke the awe-inspiring atmosphere.
Selma, who was waiting for the opening, was suddenly upset.
"Ha ha ha ha ha -"
Laughter came back and forth, echoing unscrupulously.
It seems that I really encountered a very funny thing.
There were many vassals together: Brisbane frowned, Nazel turned back, and more nobles turned their eyes and looked for the idiot who had no respect and did not look at the occasion.
"Oh--"
A chair was pushed hard, and the ugly noise of the wood and the stone rubbed in the hall.
Selma frowned with the other vassals and looked in the direction of the noise.
The female grandmother stunned.
Others, including Ian, are also stunned.
A figure slowly walked out of his seat.
The footsteps sounded.
The Earl of Kierkegaar squinted in confusion, the Earl of Hurst frowned, and Linna and Kentson exchanged their eyes with suspicion.
All the people in Longyan City did not react.
Ian stared blankly at the teenager next to him and took a seat and walked to the center of the hall.
The deputy commander of the Dagong guard, the special mission of Lord Justin, changed his face and reached out to the special guest: "His Royal Highness..."
But what he expected was that the boy who was supposed to be weak and windy, with a strong expression at the moment, reacted quickly and recklessly.
Snapped!
Deadly and detained his arm!
In the eyes of the public, I saw that Tyres was cold and cold: "Let me, Lord Lord."
Before Justin reacted, Tyres took a step closer and whispered to his ear: "Or look at her getting worse."
Justin stunned - the rare strength uploaded by the prince's hand made him suspicious, and the hints in his words made him more uncertain.
The next moment, a sudden shudder came from the prince's hand, and Justin couldn't hold it for a moment, and let the prince open his grip.
The captain of the Dagong, who is responsible for maintaining order, and the comet Nicholas shouted angrily:
"Justin! Stop him!"
But Justin was just staring at the prince who was moving forward, not moving.
His hand is still slightly numb.
This is... what power?
Taylors has already reached the center of the hall and stopped.
He ignored the anger of others and faced the direction of the female grandfather.
In the eyes of the Northland people in the full hall, the teenager squinted, with the most disdainful expression, squinted and swept through everyone who stared at him.
"you guys."
"Is it enough?"
Tyres looked indifferently across the hall.
It seems that this is just an outing.
Selma looked at Teres, who was unusually surprised. I don’t know why.
"Little prince, shut up," the comet angered and said: "Or I am now letting you ‘please go out!’
"Save the province, comet, you haven't seen it yet," Tyres snorted and glanced at Justin, who wanted to follow him from behind. "In this hall, your snoring is like the prestige of the female grandfather." : Nothing is used."
Nie Lai was one of them, and then he showed an annoyed look.
Tyres seemed to be amused by himself, and he smiled again: "Oh... now, listen to me."
But in contrast to the smiling face, his eyes are not smiling, even cold.
No one in the Northland seems to have a sense of humour from the prince.
They tacitly looked at the arrogant prince, his eyes were not good, his fists rang and his teeth screamed.
Earl of Brisbane and Count Nazaire looked at each other with horror, tacitly confirming that this was not the means of the other party.
Ian looked at his partner incredibly: this is definitely not planned.
Selma looked at Tyres, who was out of the seat, and couldn’t speak.
"We are discussing how to save -- or take your life."
"And you think this is funny?"
Earl Cotson looked across the line and stared at Tells coldly: "Imperial man?"
When he heard this, Taylors sneered again.
In the laughter of the prince, the expression of people in the Northland is getting more and more ugly.
"Have you heard that story?"
Tyres is indifferent and slowly begins to pace:
"A lazy fisherman and a speculative coward are sitting under the tree for lunch...they are poor and have never tasted the taste of beef, so..."
"So they thought of a way... the black bread on the handle is imagined as beef..."
With the appearance of the prince, the cold eyes of the northern people also turned.
The voice of Thales is getting colder and colder, but it still sounds like a competent traveler, depicting the scene in his head: "Then they are discussing: Hey, look at the beef in my hand, Is it to bite horizontally or bite vertically..."
When the words were not finished, Taylors smiled again.
His words echoed in the hall with ironic laughter, which also attracted the anger of the Northland people.
"Ha ha ha ha..."
Earl Cotson couldn't stand it anymore. He bit his teeth and glared at Tells:
"What the are you talking about?"
Tyres took the laughter and breathed a sigh of relief. He shook his head: "Don't you understand?"
"Either my life, or the beef in my dreams, is an unreachable fantasy."
The prince’s eyes replied cold.
He scornfully looked around at the vassals: "The moral of this story is that you don't think you are good."
"What do you say?"
"Dragon City?"
If I say that today is more, some people will not believe it.
(End of this chapter)