Vol 2 Chapter 155: The secret of ‘triumph’

Chapter 155 The Secret of ‘Triumphal’
Everyone has withdrawn from the parliament hall.
There are only two figures, one big and one small, sitting side by side on a step on the edge of the hall.
Tyres was slightly uneasy in his heart.
What is the purpose of this old man who left me?
Wouldn't it be really to "drink a cup"?
King Nunn was covered in a thick cotton gown, revealing the skin's wrinkled but sharply contoured muscles. He looked at his bandages poorly and raised his glass.
"After all, it’s old," King Noon poured a bite of wine and moved his left arm to reveal a painful expression. "The battle of this intensity, I used to play a day and a night, and now..."
The old king snorted and poured the rest of the wine into his throat.
Tyres did not speak, he was trying to calm his own slightly nervous breathing.
He is not without the experience of being alone with a king of a country - in fact, his nominal father, the King of Kessel, gave him more pressure - but Taylors sat on Nuen VII When I was around, I always felt that my heart was not very practical, especially when the smell of syrup and light mixed smell came.
Maybe because King Nunn has just killed someone, perhaps because the old king has been murdered by blood, and he is unpredictable, perhaps because...
"Your strategy is very risky," Tyres's thoughts were interrupted. King Nunn picked up a glass of wine from the barrel again and slowly said with his old voice: "If the murderer - Pefitt faces In that case, I am still not busy, and there is no response at all. What do you do?"
Tyres breathed a sigh of relief.
How to do?
"There is still a way," the prince of the stars tried to show a warm smile: "That would be announced by you to several grandfathers, to bring them together with Chaman Rumba, open-minded, shake hands and say... I guess the murderer must I won't be willing to go - he knows that the combination of the information you and Lombard has is enough to force him to the brink."
King Noon turned the glass on his hand and listened quietly.
"Of course, I didn't have to take such an adventure. We can slowly lay out the information and reveal the two messages to a few big men," Taylors shrugged. "But no way, Slys Hundreds." The Marquis of Mula informed me that the two grand princes would leave in the morning, we only have one night left, we can only find a way at the banquet..."
At this time, King Nunn suddenly burst into laughter.
The laughter stretched for a few seconds.
The old king said that the unclear smile made Taylors stunned and stopped.
Suddenly, a thought flashed over the mind of Tells.
No way.
"Wait, don't you say," said Teres, with an incredible expression, mixed with surprise and dissatisfaction, looking at King Nunn: "You..."
King Nunn turned his head and looked at him with a smile. The green-green scorpion had hidden indifference without feelings, which made Tyres feel cold.
Taylors figured it out.
"There is no big man to leave at all, right?" Taylors closed his eyes and sighed a long sigh of relief: "That is the fake news that you deliberately gave us."
As the Grand Duke, they can't rush to see me and leave.
"A little urging," King Noon nodded unconsciously: "It seems very effective."
Proper urging?
very effective?
Thales remembered today's horror and panic, and resisted the desire to ridicule.
He adjusted his emotions - this is in the Palace of the Spirit, and the Prince of Stars is just a weak guest.
"But I have to say," King Noon put down his glass and looked at him intently. His eyes were complex in color: "It's beautiful."
Taylors glimpsed.
"Thank you, but..." Tyres turned his head and snorted: "The plan was actually Putilai, my deputy and instructor came up with it. He reminded me that Lombar can also be used as a chip...

"But you are indeed the real performer," King Noon interrupted him, his eyes sharp: "You can afford this compliment... It’s a miracle that you have such an expression in your age."
Tyres reveals a false and ugly smile.
He also doesn't want to behave like a monster - it is forced out by the world.
"Maybe, the royal family is really rich in such genius." King Nunn sighed.
Tyres has a look.
"The genius of the comet's royal family?" Tyres asked sharply: "Who else?"
King Nunn snorted and his face looked like memories.
"Your father's brother, your grandfather's eldest son, Midier's comet," the old king said faintly: "That is also a genius of early wisdom."
Tyres’ eyes were bright.
Midi comet.
Taylors remembered the attitude of Ms. Gilbert and Ms. Ginny to the eldest son, the wise prince who was praised by everyone.
But he also remembered the revival of the palace, the desperate Duke of the Northern Territory, Aaron De's evaluation of Midier: "The heart of the gloomy Wang Changxiong."
"He came to submit the credentials at the age of thirteen, and before the two sides fight, coordinate the dispute between Weilan collar, the black sand collar and your watch city about the hunting range of the big needle forest. That was the year before my coronation."
"It is also in this hall, he is facing my father, and Weilan collar, the two big men of the black sand collar," King Nunn looked at the hero hall flashing in the fire, slowly said: "I looked at Wei The last grand prince of Lan Ling, the poor old Åre Xiu was in the eyes of the public, and was ignored by a child."
"It turns out," said Ters, nodding. "No wonder, Olsiu - that beard always looks at me and is not pleasing to the eye. It seems that we are indeed ‘the feud.’

"Yeah, I guess," King Noon smiled. "My father died a year later, and there is also a credit from Midi."
Taylors did not answer.
"Do you know, in the past, your so-called strange genius made me jealous," the old king re-tightened his robe, his eyes subtly: "Especially you are the first of the Star Thrones, no, the only heir ""
Tyres slightly frowned, and the eyes of Nunn made him quite uncomfortable.
"Midil's death is a pity... I have always been curious, what kind of king will be like him," King Noon sighed, turned his head and stared straight at Tyres: "But you There is still a chance."
"And the opportunity is great."
"I believe that once you are crowned as king, it is the birth of the Star Kingdom," King Noon's eyes began to become fierce: "Exeter will usher in a terrible opponent."
Tyres was a spur of the spirit, and the nerve that had just been loosened was tense again.
No.
What is this nonsense?
What do you guys want to do?
He could not understand the intention of King Noon.
Tyres was staring at King Nunn and tried to calm his breathing faster and faster.
King Nunn suddenly smiled in amazement.
"You don't have to be so nervous," he said, his tone filled with the majesty of a king: "I am not a beast to eat."
Thales resisted the desire to retort the exit, pulled out an ugly smile, and squinted at the center of the hall—the place where Petit was just twisted.
King Nunn noticed the eyes of Tyres and couldn't help but laugh.
"As a heir to a king, you will see blood sooner or later," the king took a sip of his drink and looked sharp: "This will help you."
Tyres frowned.
See the blood.
His eyes showed the eyes of Quaid before his death, and he remembered the touch of the dagger in his hand.
There is also a young assassin who will make a harsh sound, and his wet, warm beating... heart.
A sense of discomfort was forced down by Taylors.
"Is there any thoughts about watching the duel?" King Nunn put down the glass and asked slowly.
"Impressed," the restless Tyres replied faithfully: "Especially looking at an elderly veteran, how to bring down a young and rookie."
King Nunn laughed.
"And the duel of the Northland has also opened my eyes," Taylors carefully pondered: "Of course, as the king of a country, you are resolutely on the courage of the duel."
"Humph."
"When I started the duel, I saw your expression," King Noon looked at Taylors with deep eyes: "You don't think so, are you?"
Taylors glimpsed.
King Nunn continued to look at him.
"Well," Taylors took a deep breath and said: "You know, considering your age - after all, a country that is so big, what if there is a flash?"
After a few seconds.
In the nervous gaze of Taylors, King Nunn suddenly said nothing: "You know, the origin and connection between the Walton family and the comet family began a long time ago."
Tyres was puzzled.
I saw King Nunn gently extending his right hand and showing the black ring on the little finger: "Do you know what it is?"
Tyres frowned.
Then I shook my head honestly.
"This is ‘triumph’.
King Nunn smiled mysteriously:
It is also one of the sources of our two families.

Tyres can't help but glimpse.
Triumph?
He watched the Nunn King take off the ring, turned to the inner ring, and showed it to him.
Thales narrowed his eyes and saw a pattern engraved on the inner ring pointed by King Noon. It seemed to be a...
Horse with wings?
"This is the coat of arms of Tianma." King Nunn said faintly: "It is the family emblem of the Carlos family of the Emperor since the establishment of the empire by Comor."
Taylors glimpsed.
Tianma.
Emperor room? Carlos?
"When more than 600 years ago, Exeter and the stars were just founded," Nunn’s tone was long and long, "because the king of Tomond was expanding his means to the original aristocrats, The first conflict broke out between Exeter and the Star Kingdom."
Tomond's means... What Taylors remembered.
"Nakaru and Tomond, the king of the dragon ride and the king of revival, the northern people and the imperial people, led the elite soldiers who came out in the battle of the end, and met at the edge of the cold castle."
"Finally, the two kings took a step back and signed the first peace treaty in the history of our two countries. They agreed that the two countries should divide the country from the north and the south, and each should expand and not interfere with each other."
King Nunn spits out a breath:
"That was the earliest contact between Exeter and the stars."
Taylors narrowed his eyes and he remembered what he saw in the library yesterday afternoon.
What King Nunn said should be the one with the signatures of Tomond and Nakaru.
If you remember correctly... "End of the 11th year, Nakaru and Tomond, Exeter and the Stars deal with the border issue"?
Is this the name?
"There is no record in the history books that the two kings in private exchanged an ancestral treasure as a token of the covenant." King Nunn put the ring back on his hand.
"This ring is the token that King Tomond gave to King Nakaru," King Noon took a breath and said to Teres:
"It was passed from the hands of Nakaru to his nephew and passed to the Walton family. He has been in the hands of Grand Duke Walton, as a symbol of the status of the Grand Duke, and passed down from generation to generation."
"The outsiders don't know its origins and history, just as it has no name, but it has been called Daxie." The king's tone was awkward, and his eyes looked faintly elsewhere.
Triumph.
Tyres frowned slightly.
"Good name," he said cautiously. "It sounds very exciting."
"Invigorating?" King Nunn laughed.
"As I said, it was originally the ancestral treasure of the revival king Tomond, the first emperor from the final empire, and one of your ancestors," King Nunn stroked the triumph, his eyes sharp and authentic:
"Katherel Carloser VI."
Tyres turned his eyes.
Kessel?
An emperor with the same name as his father?
King Nunn raised his eyes: "This ring once belonged to the famous King Kaiser VI, all the way to the hands of King Tomond, and Tomond gave the ring to Nakaru, witnessing each other. Covenant."
"And the reputation of this Kessel VI is not so good. In his life, which is not long or short, but enough for ups and downs, countless opponents fall under his conspiracy calculations," King Noon sucked. Tone, tone is serious:
"And his greatest achievement is that in the chaos after the collapse of the ancient empire, the resurgence of the Carlos emperor's room was revived, and the triumphant capital was regained from the rebels and princes. The empire was finally established for three hundred years.

Tyres nodded.
Recapture the emperor of the capital of triumph, the founder of the ultimate empire.
It turned out to be the case.
So it is called "triumph".
"Do you know the nickname of the emperor?" King Nunn suddenly looked up and looked at Tyres in a playful manner.
Taylor squinted and continued to shake his head.
King Nunn’s look at Tyres is getting more and more subtle.
This made the latter extremely uneasy.
"This little ring is very versatile." King Nunn sighed and flicked the triumphant ring.
This time, Taylors really stopped.
Wide range of uses?
Tyles stared at the ring, and a terrible thought climbed into his heart.
Sure enough, the next words of Noon King made his heart cold: "There can be three different kinds of medicinal foam in the ring, two different gases, and even a poison needle."
Hidden.
Poison needle?
Listening to the narrative of the old king, Taylor even forgot to breathe.
But the words of King Nunn are continuing:
"For example, when the two men in the duel can't hold each other..."
Tyres slammed.

Gently swirling the organ, ‘King of Spins’ will release the prepared sylvestris gas at a close distance,
said Nunn’s eyes, which are very cold at the moment. His tone sounds terrible:
"It's very expensive to refine, but it can numb the muscles and minds of the poisoned people. In the intense exercise, the poison will spread with the blood, the poisoned people will feel the strength decline, the muscles are numb, the more The more violent it is."
The strength is falling.
Muscle numbness.
I am very restless.
The second prince was stunned.
Tyres turned his head and looked at the King of Nuen with incredulity.
King Nunn turned his head and looked back at him.
The next second, the old king used a suspicious smile to finally confirm the terrible conjecture in the mind of Taylor.
"how?"
"Do you really think that I am only a 70-year-old old man," Exeter's supreme king, the most respected ruler of the northern people, Nunn Walton VII, looks at it with deep affection He:
"Can easily overcome a physical reaction, the speed of power is at its peak, and the young man who has been trained in the Northland fighting all the year round?"
Taylors looked at King Nunn in shock.
Nunn showed a meaningful smile.
The brains of Taylors are confusing.
He plays back every picture in the duel in his mind, and then grabs the segment that best fits the description:
Pefferett gasped for a big mouth.
He almost cut the axe every time.
There is also the last hysteria of the young Dagong.
No, right?
Tyres didn't know what expression to use at the moment, and he didn't know what expression he was.
He just stared at King Noon.
"Did I forget to tell you?"
"The founder of the ultimate empire, the nickname of Kessel VI," King Noon smiled. His face was mysterious and spit out three words:

‘Poison Emperor’.

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(End of this chapter)