Vol 2 Chapter 258: Call

Chapter 258 is called
After standing at the back of Leko's grandfather, Ronnie Dale looked through the rectangular table and cast it on the boy. He watched his efforts to suppress tension and excitement, and suddenly he was awkward.
We all will... the disaster is coming?
He slightly curled his lips: How long have you not encountered such a guy who has not hesitated in front of several Dagong lords and has no arrogance?
There was a strange silence in the hall.
All Dagong’s expressions are unnatural and the rhythm of breathing is disordered.
Rumba closed his eyes gently.
Taylors tried to control his breath, and only the sound of the brazier creaked in his ear.
After three seconds passed, Lecco’s grandfather slowly turned his head and looked at others.
"We gave you the opportunity to speak, His Royal Highness," the old man turned back from his eyes exchange, and sighed a little dignifiedly: "It is not for you to open your mouth and be alarmist."
"You'd better be clear, little devil," Oller repaired ugly staring at Tells: "After threatening the Grand Duke in the Hall of Heroes, not everyone has the opportunity to go out completely."
Thales breathed, seemingly unaware of the two uncles.
Calm, Taylors.
The more this moment, the more calm.
you can.
Yes!
"Dragon City."
"Lombard gave you," Tyres whispered softly, and the calm appearance made several grand princes whisper: "The proposal to annex the city of Longyan is not good."
Tluedida screamed.
"First, send the soldiers to the stars, then the Dragon City," the deceitful Dagong revealed a wonderful smile: "How do you know these things?"
Tyres breathed a sigh of relief.
How do I know that you want to swallow the city?
He silently said in his heart: Lombard promised to Schles that the tariff concessions around Longyan City were as simple as that.
"It's not hard to guess," but on the surface, Taylors still looks as usual: "In order to unite people, in addition to the common threat, there must be enough benefits - no doubt, Longyan City is a piece of ready-made The cheese of the ownerless, especially used to cause competition and conflict, is no better."
Tuludad frowned and looked at Lombard.
"After all, it is an act of breaking the vow of co-governance," the sigh sighed. "The balance of power is no longer there. It has set a precedent for this unsuccessful deprivation of territory. In the future, the land of one foot and one inch, the territory of one foot and one inch, It will become the fuse of contradictions and conflicts between you - Lombard will only ignite, he hopes that you will conflict with each other and weaken each other..."
Oller repaired him with a cold cry.
Silma, who was quietly listening, showed a disgusted look and glanced at him dissatisfied.
"Your words don't hold, little devils," Weilan led the big public and shouted, and his tone was not good: "In fact, we discussed this issue: in the face of greater threats, Rumba has no reason to do this."
Speaking of this, Lecco’s husband coughed and took the message:
The threat of the stars is imminent and protracted. It’s not a matter of one or two big fights. At this moment, his behavior will only be against Ax. Especially unfavorable."
In the heart of Tyres: "Wars, especially foreign wars, are more likely to be the point of inspiring contradictions between you..."
But at this time, the silent Lombard looked up and stabbed him with a sword-like look.
"You still don't understand?"
The black sand grand prince slowly opened his mouth with an unrecognizable emotion in his voice.
"The child is intelligent and unusual. He is trying to stop the war and save his country." Rumba slowly walked over to a brazier and blocked the fire. He left a shadow: "Save the country that will eventually control in his hands." The country that may be in the future, let our children and grandchildren bow down to the court."
The grandfathers frowned.
"This is exactly what I want to say," Taylors said to him without a weak smile: "You want to save your country, Chaman Rumba."
Lombard slightly frowned.
"If you are so determined, why do our black sand lords want to do this?" Seeing Rumba's end, the silent Ronald Duke also joined this dangerous dialogue: "Causing the conflict between the Grand Duke, he has What are the benefits? Is there more than one piece of cheese?"
Tluedida sneered at the face.
"And why is it that we are in trouble?"
Amazingly glaring at the pressure of the black sands, Tells silently adjusted his breathing and brewed the following words.
"You all know the past of the Grand Duke of Black Sand," said Tyres, raising his tone and looking seriously at the Grand Duke: "I personally killed the brother's past, and made him become hard-hearted, mentally determined, and he and Nun's The hatred has been settled from then."
As soon as this statement came out, Rumba’s eyes became more and more sharp, and Taylor even felt that the surrounding air was cold.
The Grand Dukes will look at each other with their hearts and minds.
Tyres took a deep breath, staring at the rough face of Lombard's vicissitudes of life, and firmly said the next sentence: "But you, Chaman Rumba, you are killing the king and leading the army to fight the palace, neither for revenge nor for Self-protection."
"Because you really hate and care for the object, neither the Nunn King nor the Dragon City," just listened to the most calm tone of Tyres, saying: "It is the heroic tradition that the Northerners are proud of. It is the glorious history of Exeter..."
The prince whispered the answer: "Nakaru's co-administration vows."
In the exclamation of Selma's inability to stop, the Grand Dukes glimpse together.
Lecco's hands began to move again, and Tluedida was thoughtful. Ronnie immediately looked at Rumba and looked suspicious.
"What the are you going to say?" Olsie knocked on the table impatiently: "The covenant vows?"
Tyres no expression, nodded slowly.
"Lombard's life, both in the mother and father, in the Longyan City and the black sand collar, the power of the monarch and the Dagong torture," Taylors is very serious, said one word: "Of course, everyone here." Dagong is also similar."
Lecco’s hand was slightly tight.
"But unlike the ones you take for granted..."
Tyres looked at Lombard's deep and complicated eyes, clenched his teeth and said the following words:
"Chaman Rumba, when your father is forcing you to challenge your eldest brother, when you stab your sword into your brother's chest, when your mother is suicidal, when your father is killed in the battlefield... You made up your mind."
Every time he said a word, Rumba's eyes were even colder.
Tyres took a deep breath and showed the image of Rumba stroking the sword on the carriage.
He smashed his hands in the cold air and kept his tone steady:
"You are tired of endless battles from the bottom of your heart. You feel that you have seen through this cycle of no solution and sorrow. You hate the status quo of the Exeter kingdom behind compromise and tacit understanding. You believe that as long as the paper is vowed There is still a day, and your superstitions still exist for one day..."
"You, and the similar tragedy behind you, will not disappear."
Tells said quietly.
"Yes, you," under the unbelievable eyes of several great men, in the uneasy pull of Selma, the prince of the stars still looked straight at the face of the black sand daddy that was about to condense into ice, without any obstruction and interference. Incomparably, he said: "As early as twelve years ago, Chaman Rumba made a resolution: to completely destroy the covenant of more than 600 years, but to continue the contradiction between the king and the Grand Duke..."
"...The peaceful co-governance of the ten Dagongs will be crushed!"
When Teres finished speaking, he closed his eyes and bowed his head.
The hall was in a deadlock.
Listening to the words of Tyres, almost all the Grand Dukes opened their mouths, revealing or being surprised, or an incredible look.
Their eyes were shot at Lombard.
After a few seconds, silence was broken.
"What the are you talking about?" Tlueda exhaled a long breath and frowned. Unclearly, look at the smashing tays: "Dissatisfaction is one thing, but... destroy the covenant vows? How is this possible?"
"absurd!"
Enduring the inexplicable gaze of other people, Rumba coldly rejected the words of Thales: "How can I bear the beliefs and beliefs of 10 million people in the North, destroy the vows of the co-governance? Kill all the big men here. ?"
Taylors jerked his eyes and blinked.
"You are already doing it, isn't it!" The prince color solemnly said: "When you kill the King of Nuen, and force the Grand Dukes to ignore your crimes, when you endorse the book, the co-administration of the vows has been Trampled."
Selma looked awkward and licked his lips.
"You have become the worst precedent," Teres said with no expression: "To this end, you have also entangled the big men in the south, using new interests to further aggravate the balance of the balance, and to fight against the beginning of instability. pledge."
"You can say it, anyway, the big men don't care about the time you are wasting," Lombard sarcastically, dissatisfied with others.
Ronnie snorted inexplicably.
"For the purpose of my power to unite you," Lombard's face was contemptuous and disdainful. He whispered to the grandfather: "All of you know and agree - this is for Exeter."
He did not hesitate to conclude.
Tyres looked at Lombard's look and didn't know where it came from. He took a sigh of relief and jumped off the chair and took a step forward.
"Yes!"
"This is for Exeter!" To everyone's surprise, I saw the prince seldom glaring, clenched his fists, and decisively said: "And until now, I admire you the most, check Man Lombard..."
"Beyond the good and evil of the individual, you are really sincere and want to make Exeter strong without any false!"
"Facing the future threat of the stars!"
Tyres almost yelled and shouted the last sentence.
As soon as this statement came out, Selma gently snorted with a question.
Just as the big man was screaming at the gods, even when Lombard was slightly confused, Tyres took a deep breath and closed his expression, and the words turned sharply!
"But this is the most terrible thing."
"If you simply mobilize the civil servants until you decide a new king," he looked up: "For Rumba, it is only once again pushing Exeter back to the cycle of history, back The car track of the oath of the vows - this deviates from his original intention."
"So," he only listened to him coldly: "Deans III."
At the moment when the name was exported, Rumba’s face was blue and his expression was swaying—like being caught by the beast.
The faces of the big men have become weird.
Tluedida sighed: How does this kid know everything - it's hard, he just kept hiding in the fireplace and eavesdropping?
Selma looked up thoughtfully.
Judith Comet III.
Yin Jun.
In his heart, Thales silently said that there was the one on the far right of the three portraits of the king: the middle-aged king holding the star of the stars, the elegant middle-aged man, and his smiling smile outside the frame.
That is one of his ancestors, one of the three kings of stars, and...
Tyres gently touched his chest, where the scars burned by Quaid with the 闵迪思银币 seemed to be still faint.
The king does not respect the blood, but the blood is honored by the king.
Also - Tyres thought of the King's father's evaluation when he first saw King Kaiser, "From the nobility to the sacrifices, from the merchants to the shackles, all of them praised his wise rule."
The rule of wise?
In the heart of Tyres, the hand of the chest was tightened, and the words of the Holm Lord's sacrifice appeared in the mind.
[From the moment you set foot on the journey, every inconspicuous detail may be an opportunity to dominate the future. 】
The prince remembered the sinister avatar on the silver coin, remembered the 闵迪思厅, and remembered everything that he faced today. He couldn’t help but smile: Is this all coincidence?
A moment of victory, but the waves are instantaneous, a hundred years of chess, the party is the foundation of the world.
"Presumably, Rumba told you about the story of ‘Yinjun’?

The eyes of Thales have once again become firm: "Lumba said that the current situation of the Star Kingdom is based on the development of the foundation of the sage, step by step development?"
Grand Dubrida squinted and held back to see the desire of Rumba.
"He probably also tells you that the legacy left by Yin Jun has, over the course of more than 100 years, been a step-by-step way to become a support for the Star Kingdom."
Tyres gently clenched his fists and his expression was decisive.
"But Lamba didn't tell you..."
Rumba looked at him from afar, his expression was ugly.
Tyres remembered the fear of a horse-drawn carriage in the same place with Lunba, remembering his last sentence:
Going to save this country.
Thinking of this, Tyres took a deep breath and lifted his right fist to knock on the chest!
"From the body of the Star Kingdom, from the body of Xianjun, Lombard not only saw the threat!"
The prince bit his teeth and only felt his hands tremble:
"He also saw the future of Exeter and saw the dilemma of the Northland for hundreds of years - the final solution!"
The voice fell and the hall was quiet for a moment.
Next second.
Listening to the words of Tyres, from the calm Lacco to the impatient Oleux, and even the exaggerated Tluedida and the indifferent Ronnie, they were all surprised and said: "What?"
"Hey!" The voice of the scabbard slammed and suddenly sounded.
Tyres was shocked and felt a cold forehead.
He tried to breathe a sigh of relief.
The prince raised his head in confusion.
Then unsurprisingly, I met Lombard's eyes in the air.
From the beginning of Thales to know him, Rumba's face has never been so ugly and terrible.
The face of Dasha Dagong is almost distorted: the brows are tangled into a ball, the decree lines next to the nose are flickering, and the occlusal muscles on the side of the chin are constantly swaying.
The sharp but indifferent eyes of the Grand Duke of Lombard are like erupting volcanoes, radiating anger mixed by cold and hate.
Shooting to Tyres.
Do not.
That boy...
It is him...
It is him again!
why……
The heart of Lombard exudes endless chills and anger, screaming at his own sword, not letting his hands tremble too much with anger:
why?
Seeing the face of Rumba, Selma shivered and asked for help.
The prince did not back down.
Thales glanced back at the other side and showed a fierce expression.
"Think about what Rumba is doing," said Tyres and Rumba's terrible eyes in the air. He said coldly: "Promoting low-level aristocrats and civilians, recruiting even tax collectors from foreign countries, lending to businessmen, hiring special demons. Can the gun instructor, through the war to wash and aggregate the inside - what he did, isn't it familiar?"
Tluedida frowned: "You mean..."
"And, for a long time, from the plot of Arende to the siege of the Broken Dragon Fortress, and now to the resolution of the soldiers." Tyres took a deep breath and remembered every fight with the secret of Lombard.
Under the Broken Dragon Fortress, confronting this unsuccessful confrontation, he made a decision to reverse the breakout and finally let Lombard’s hope of winning the fortress fall through.
The prince clenched his lower lip: I defeated him.
And now...
Tyres slammed his eyes: "Lombard is the northern realm of the stars, right?"

Why? Want to open up the soil?

"It’s still because," Thales said with a cold face and said the rest: "He wants this reform of Didis III to be incomplete, and he is in the same place in the North, so it is suitable for the merger with the Black Sands and further promote the land of change. ?"
The faces of the big men are all changed!
"Don't tell me, the northern tax collector of the civilian population - Chail Urad, was only recruited as your subordinate because of the good looks of the nephew," Tyres slowed:
"Chaman Rumba?"
Rumba didn't respond, but the terrible gaze staring at him didn't move.
It’s like watching a dead person.
"Yes, this is the truth behind the 'threat of the stars': Rumba wants more than just defense against the stars."
Thales licked his lips and nodded unquestionably under the eyes of the four grandfathers: "He wants to start at himself in Exeter..."
"Imitate the transformation of Xianjun!"
"To 'save' his country."
"Whether it is killing the King of Nunn, or tangling with the Grand Duke, or attacking the stars..."
"All for this purpose!"
Tyres finished the sentence and took a breather.
The grandfather looked at him with horror.
"Chaman, what do you think?"
Lecco took his gaze away from the square table and sighed slowly: "We are more willing to believe in you than to come."
Rumba closed his eyes.
After a while, he slowly opened his mouth.
"We need a new army, that's it."
"You have seen the Stars and Legion," said the Grand Duke: "The Star Kingdom is growing stronger, and Exeter can't sit still."
"We must let go of pride and contentment and learn the advantages of the enemy," Lombard raised the sword in his hand and slowly squeezed it: "Made our own Starlight Legion. Only in this way can we win the Broken Dragon Fortress and fight After the change of the broken stars, we will maintain our advantage over them for a long time, until we finally defeat them completely."
"At least in the black sand collar."
He ended his own words
The big public listened silently.
"This is no problem." Tluedida sighed: "Strengthen our strength, I think we can accept..."
But the Grand Duke stopped talking.
Because he saw that the bald Lecco was sorrowful and tired and frowned, looking at Lombard from afar.
It’s like seeing the most incredible truth.
This is... Trudeda was shocked: What happened?
"Well, I have to applaud you," Tyres sounded, and it sounded rather dull: "There is only a small accident."
Rumba clenched his teeth.
In front of all the Grand Dukes, Tyres took a deep breath and then spit out slowly.
The prince’s eyes flashed with unprecedented light, slow and decisive:
"Any change... there is a price."
(End of this chapter)