Chapter 630: Discretion

  Chapter 630 Discretion
  The moonlight was cold, and the funeral song in the ear stopped, replaced by another laugh from the fortress flower and the shouts of her soldiers.
   "Depose the Duke and destroy Jayne?"
  In the lounge, Thales repeated the king’s words and took a deep breath:
"Let me guess, Your Majesty, you will gather the power of the whole country and pull me a standing army of more than 30,000 people, a strong and unreliable royal standing army, equipped with the best equipment, for the most sufficient logistics, and then give me my left hand. Send out a kingdom wrath, put a legendary wing on the right hand, and then, under my correct leadership, they rushed into the Emerald City in a simple and rude but unstoppable manner, broke the Kongming Palace, and then took Jane Kevin Dill grabbed him from his duke's throne and slid his head down into the toilet and rushed into the moat?"
  King Kessel was silent for a while.
"Do not."
   Thales made a sneer of "it really is", with a sarcasm:
"Then, you must have planned a perfect plan that can safely and low-key get rid of Jen, without forcing the princes of the Quartet, and teaching the stars to destroy the country in the civil war, so that you have the confidence to make me run errands? After all, we are all Should I learn something from the last "Sand King" incident-and maybe my little protest-right?"
  The King of Iron Fists glanced at him, then turned to look at the desk.
"Open it."
  It took several seconds for Thales to react, and the other party motioned to the scroll that the king had brought.
  The prince pursed his mouth to express his dissatisfaction with Kessel's appetite, but he still went to the desk and picked up the scroll and found the exclusive coat of arms of the iris family printed on it.
  "Warmly welcome...the Duke of Thales has a good reputation...we talked very happily...we have been apart for a long time, I miss it..."
  Tels read the contents of the letter one after another, most of which were polite nonsense.
   "Although the Emerald City is small, the Kongming Palace is ugly... the two big families have a long history... I and the sages of the South Bank... We are looking forward to the event..."
  Tyles finished reading the scroll, and when he was confused, he saw what was on the desk under the scroll.
  He picked up the box—he thought it was a plate with a scroll at first—and his expression suddenly changed.
   "What's this?" Thales raised his head and looked at His Majesty the King incredulously.
"As you can see, it is a reply letter from Duke Kevin Deere," Kessel V still looked at the sparkling Xinghu. "He welcomed his best friend, the Duke of Xinghu, to the Kongming Palace in the Emerald City. Participate in the'Emerald Celebration' and have fun with the subjects of the South Bank, with the profound friendship between the nine-pointed star and the iris, and the loyal bond between the Fuxing Palace and the Kongming Palace."
   "No, no, no, I mean..."
  Tyles put down the scroll, raised the box—actually a small portrait facing the king, and raised his voice, speaking indecently:
  "What the is this?"
  King Kessel turned his head.
  Under Thales’s frightened and angry expression, in the frame on his chest, a teenage girl with a round face turned her head in the flowers and smiled at the king with a sweet and innocent smile.
  And on her tailored skirt, the heraldry of iris is looming.
   "It should be a change of artist, not as good as the last one."
  The king only glanced at it and hummed indifferently.
   "Don't worry, as usual, your portrait has also been mailed. This is fair."
  Fair...
  Thyls only felt that his forehead was full of blood, and it was about to burst from his veins. He took a deep breath and exhausted his life’s strength to ensure that the volume would not break the window:
   "I repeat one last time: fuck, this, fuck, yes, fuck, what?"
  Every time the prince burst into foul language, the frame shakes with his fingers.
  The room was quiet for a few seconds.
"Nothing," King Kessel downplayed, "You need a reason to go to the Emerald City. For example, you will greet and see one of your fiancée candidates, the sister of Duke Jane, the noble and noble Hille. Miss Kevin Deere."
  The king glanced at him, as if looking at a big fool:
"Is there a problem?"
Have.
  Big question!
  No one told me!
  Tyles turned over the portrait, staring at the round-faced girl above with a stunned look.
  Hile Kevin Deere.
  Jean’s biological sister.
  Thinking of the cold and sharp threat of the Duke of Iris, Thales only felt the palm of his hand holding the picture frame cold.
  What...
  "Well, please correct me if I am wrong. So, I, the purpose or name of my trip, is to go to the Emerald City...for a blind date?"
  Thyls tried to adjust his emotions and forget the anger of being fooled.
  "The letter will not be too blunt. But, yes, young men and women of important families have reached the age of marriage. Before they are engaged in marriage, they will see each other, get to know each other, and it is best to cultivate friendship. This has been the practice of the kingdom for many years."
  The king’s tone was ordinary, as if anyone shouldn’t be surprised at all.
  Tyles stared at the girl in the painting blankly, and it took a long while to put Miss Hilley down and return to the conversation with the king.
"Well, I know that with your temperament is very unlikely, but I still want to ask," Thales swallowed hard, and suddenly remembered the ultimate goal of his trip, "You shouldn't be asking me We made a marriage contract with that young lady, and then made Jane suddenly die. We can take advantage of that young lady's inheritance right to sit back and reap the benefits and put the South Bank into the bag?"
  King Kessel snorted, the meaning was unknown, which made Thales' heart sceptical.
   "Two or three hundred years earlier, this is an effective method, but unfortunately, at least in the Star Kingdom, simple family marriage is no longer the best way to seize power."
"Oh, it's really regrettable," Thales breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, but there was no regret on his face. "It seems that I and the noble and pure Miss Hille can only be due to this. Up."
  The king did not speak, but narrowed his eyes and looked at him from a distance.
  "You know, after the last royal banquet, Jen and I were both new and old, and we were incompatible with each other."
   Thales sneered:
"And now I actually have to go to the Emerald City to ask for a marriage, well, at least visit his sister on the premise of marriage... Now, he will definitely think that I was deliberate and provoked him through his sister. Hey, with Xiaohuahua’s little belly chicken intestines, I’m not going to be mad to make me blame--"
  Tyers thought of something here, his expression condensed, and his words stagnated.
Eh?
  Provoked through his sister...
   Fuck me crazy...
"and many more."
  Tyles' complexion changed slightly, and he picked up the scroll again.
  "This, this is just a reply letter from Kevin Deere, so..."
  The Duke of Xinghu widened his eyes and looked at the indifferent king in disbelief:
   "Your Majesty, whether it’s an engagement or a blind date, how long ago did you tell Jen about the stall between me and his sister?"
"When it is determined that you have escaped from the Northland and will return to the capital," King Kessel stopped looking at him, and his tone was casual. "The Noble Affairs Institute selected a list of dozens of suitable nobles. Females, investigate one by one and convey their intention of marriage to their family, which naturally includes iris."
"what?"
  Escape from the Northland and return to the capital...
  Tyles shook his heart.
  That is to say, that is to say...
   "As far as I know, the Kevin Deere girl is very simple, and her character and demeanor remain to be seen, so her original rank on that list is not high, but now, it happens to be useful—"
   "Wait!" Thales crossed his hands and stopped the king in horror.
   "Wait, so, before the royal banquet, or even before I returned to China, you told Jen: Fuxing Palace is interested in his sister?"
  Tyles stared at King Kessel.
  The king looked back at him with deep blue eyes.
  "It’s not me, but you’re telling him. Don’t forget, Prince Thales is the master of marriage, so he shows sincerity."
  Sincere...
  Tyers listened more and more trance.
  He looked at Miss Hille on the desk.
The king seemed to think that Thales was not annoying enough: "And it is not a simple'information', this is an official note between the big families, especially the marriage between Canstar and Kevin Deere has a long history, which is quite serious and sacred. There is no room for the slightest joking and disrespect."
  No, no, no.
   "Fuck, see, hell."
  The boy figured out something, turned around, and leaned weakly on the desk.
   "I, I understand..."
  The king did not seem surprised, he looked at his son calmly.
  Tyles’ breathing accelerated.
  He suddenly realized, with an expression of disbelief for a while, he said:
  "I see, at the royal family banquet, the reason why Jane wanted to facilitate the kidnapping and assassination of Anke Bailar..."
  At the royal banquet, Jayne’s final confrontation with him privately reverberated in Thales’ ears:
  【This is a warning, I came to you on purpose, Thales, and I will give you one last chance. 】
last chance.
   "Ning to die because of a friend, not an enemy."
   Thales clenched his fists and gritted his teeth:
   "That night, the reason why Jane wanted to be the disruptor of the game, the reason why he wanted to add to the flames, the reason why he was so impatient to trouble me, drag me into the water, watch me make a fool of, and bad my reputation..."
  【I want you to know, Thales, I want to teach you to know: This is my response. 】
  Tels rubbed his forehead painfully:
   "And the reason why he hated me so much after I returned to China, the reason why he was uncharacteristically like a mad dog and bit me like a mad dog..."
  【As a response to you offending me, rejecting me, and even threatening me six years later. 】
   "All these, these unreasonable attacks and frame-ups in my opinion, are not because his brain is convulsed, nor because he is overbearing, or even because he sees me as unpleasant..."
   Thales slapping his thigh regretfully:
   "It's because, in Jen's opinion, I am the one who sent him an marriage letter impatiently when he returned to China, retaliated against him, threatened him, provoked him to offend him, and coveted his sister!"
  【Take care of your hands, Your Highness. 】
Ah ah ah ah ah!
  Thyls, who wanted to know the truth, rattled the desktop furiously:
   "Fuck!"
  The unrestrained voice of the Duke of Xinghu finally disappeared in the lounge.
  The figure of the king still stood by the window, motionless.
   "Wait, you already know these things, right?"
  Thales remembered something and stared at King Kessel:
  "Jane bit me as soon as he met at the royal banquet, and finally the cause of my blood mold was what you found for me, this marriage partner?" The prince's questioning voice floated in the lounge.
   "Parents handle the marriage for their children," King Kessel said calmly, without apology, "This matter is justified."
  Yes, it's like children doing funerals for their parents.
   Listening to the other party’s response so lightly, Thales became angry:
   "Then I am really, thank you eight generations of ancestors!"
  The unhappy teenager burst into swear words without scruples, without the grace and manners that a duke should have.
  The king looked at him faintly:
   "So thank you father for his kindness?"
  Tyles spent several seconds, trying his best to flush the unrestrained anger out of his chest.
  He forced a smile:
   "Of course not, I was so excited, yes, I should have another way to thank you. Let me think about it, yes, yes: it just so happens that the toilet brush in my bathroom is broken, father."
The teenager's smile became more and more exaggerated and dazzling: "Intimate and thoughtful, the head is as hard as you, do you intend to take over its work? Very simple, you only need to get into the toilet upside down and spin it up and down, left and right! "
  The king uttered a humming voice, and he didn't know whether he was expressing his dissatisfaction with the duke's attitude, or he was really cheering on his humor.
  After figuring out the cause and effect, Thales sighed and waved his hands:
   "But why, why is marriage such a big matter, nobody told me?"
   "Gilbert should inform you on the first day you return home, and give you the list of finalists," the king said calmly, "has he not?"
   Thales sneered, and waved his hand without thinking:
   "Nonsense, if he said I could still do this--"
   [Fourteen years old, according to the standards of the empire, you are already a real adult, you can fight with a sword, marry a wife and have children...]
  [Gilbert, regarding this, with the changes of the times and the progress of society, I believe we are open to discussion,]
  Thyls thought of something, and said something.
  [So, Your Highness, your age has arrived this year... You must know that you are obligated to continue the blood of the great kingdom...]
  【Cough! Cough cough cough----]
   "Damn it, I remember, he wanted to talk."
  Tales dumbly:
  "From the first day to the day of the banquet, at least three times, but every time I said it was interrupted, rejected, and changed the subject..."
  The king is silent.
   "Even on the day I turned my face with you, the reason he used to ease his cheeks was marriage," Thales pulled his hair painfully, "Damn, damn, I should have thought of it! This is what he wanted to tell me!"
  Gilbert, why are you so polite and polite? Why do you give up every time I cough? Why can’t you keep nagging a little bit more annoying, at least finish the nagging thing!
  The king hummed softly, his tone intriguing:
   "Then I guess, you have nothing to blame, you can only put the toilet brush on the vacancy?"
  Tyles let go of his hair, gave him a fierce look, and then thought of the other person nonchalantly:
  "Damn Jayne Kevin Deere, what kind of ‘warning’ and what ‘response’ is going around, he is a Duke anyway, why can’t he be clear about it?"
  Tels gritted his teeth.
  Hey Thales, why are you writing to marry my sister? Is it a threat?
  No Jain, I don’t, I am not, you are talking nonsense!
  Oh, then it’s okay, you can eat it, I’ll send the brother who took the sword to the feast.
  Isn’t this over? ? ? Happy to everyone!
  The depression and silence in the lounge continued for a while.
  Finally, Prince Thales breathed out feebly.
   "Then, Your Majesty, are you sure?"
  He said listlessly to the king:
"You want to dethrone, but one of the six guardian dukes of the kingdom is the richest, youngest and most popular one. If you make a mistake halfway, you can even talk to Exeter and Kang for the sake of the setting sun. The Mars Alliance declares war at the same time, it seems more rational than this."
  King Kessel never looked back:
   "I thought you hated him and would love to see the downfall of Jayne Kevin Deere."
  Hate him.
   Thales sarcastically snorts:
"Trust me, on another occasion, I would be happy to replace the toilet brush in my castle with a small flower flower. But, to destroy him? Jen is not a soft persimmon, and he is very wary of us, let alone he hates me. , This step is a little careless, I'm stuck in the Emerald City"
   "Tyles Can Star."
  The king called out his full name in a cold tone, making the young man nervous.
  "Do I need to remind you of our covenant?"
  At that moment, Thales seemed to be poured cold water on his head.
  Tyles stood up straight, only feeling that his joints were extremely stiff.
  At his front breast, a certain bone ring is getting heavier and heavier.
  Gortaksa.
  "I will help you push the kingdom forward, roll forward, remove obstacles, and break the shackles," Thales said bitterly, "for this, do whatever it takes."
  At all costs.
  "Very well, that's just as we talked about, child, become my sword, go to pierce through thorns and thorns, until the kingdom feasts."
  The king revealed his face from the moonlight in front of the window:
   "Unless you go back on it."
  Repent.
  Tyers swallowed, only to feel that the front flap was heavier.
"So, Your Majesty, you want me to visit a distinguished noble lady in the same way as my fiancée, but I rack my brains behind my back, planning to dethrone and even kill her brother. It's great, nothing better than this. It’s a love script."
  He tried his best to make his tone lighter.
   "Thyls."
  But the tone of His Majesty the King made him try to pretend to be effortless:
  "From the moment you return to your country, this matter is doomed and imperative."
   "This is inevitable."
   Thales opened his mouth, but said nothing.
  He can only turn his head and look at the portrait on the desk.
  The girl with a round face in the painting is surrounded by flowers, innocent and happy, as if there is no danger in her world.
  Until a meow came from the castle, which evoked the ensemble of the cats one after another, and also brought the barking of a group of dogs, Thales' thoughts were pulled back to reality.
   "What about the specific plan?"
  Tyles exhaled, his tone dignified, a little bit less joking.
"How did the Kingdom's Secret Division plan? Intimidation, lure, assassination, poisoning, or meeting directly with an axe and slashing? Who do I cooperate with, and what should I do? There is a word first, even if it is acting, I will never kiss Jen's ass."
  But the king just looked at him silently.
   "When you get there, you will see it."
  The answer of the King of Iron Fist made Thales frowned.
  "This answer is feasible and unreasonable. Our covenant has something to say first: You will respect my wishes, listen to my opinions, treat it sincerely, without reservation, and without any deception."
  The teenager repeatedly emphasized:
   "Any."
  The king was silent for a few seconds, then sneered.
   "My boy, why do you think I should put on the royal guard uniform and see you in private?"
   "Because the helmet is more handsome?"
  King Kessel ignored Thales’ sarcasm, he came to Thales and stared at the boy’s eyes:
   "Our covenant is destined to be a top secret that cannot be for outsiders, even for the secret branch of the kingdom."
  Even for the Kingdom Secret Division.
   Thales' eyes moved:
   "In other words, your Majesty, in their eyes, we are still a pair of father and son who have different opinions and a disagreement? But this is not the reason why you concealed your plan from me and kept your mouth shut."
  But the king shook his head:
"Our vowed plan is to gradually turn against each other and become enemies, and to win accordingly. You and I should be alienated from each other, rather than knowing the bottom line. If you know the details of all the actions, your performance in the Emerald City will be different. Being discovered by others, as you said, Jane was very wary of us."
  Thyls frowned:
   "In other words, I am the same as before. I can't call or cooperate with Secret Science, let alone know their actions? Then how do I complete the task?"
  King Kessel turned around.
"Relax, this action does not require you to be the protagonist. What you need to do is to act as a third party in the Emerald City, as an impartial weight in the center of the balance, listening, watching, witnessing, and taking advantage of the situation. It's okay."
  He just needs to listen, watch, witness, and follow the trend?
  Tels frowned: And that means a lot.
  Instructions, as the guardian duke, Jayne has been rooted in the South Bank for many years, and his influence is unfathomable. But Thales, he doesn't have to do anything?
  The king curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and said in a deep tone:
   "The rest will be done by others."
  Others.
  He refers to the secret branch of the kingdom, or something else...
  Tales' expression remained unchanged:
   "But what if I was the same as before, and if I did not help and interfered with their business, what if I disturbed your situation?"
  The king moved his expression and glanced at him.
  "This is why I am here. I will tell you what your ultimate goal is: as long as you complete it, I don’t care what you do, and don’t care if you are satisfied with Secret Science or if they please you."
what?
  Thyls was a little confused.
  Don’t care what I do, don’t care if I am satisfied with secret science...
   "But in this case—"
   "And isn't this exactly what you want, but what you won for breaking into the palace last time?"
The King of Iron Fist did not give him a chance to ask questions. He leaned down and held Thales’ shoulders with his palms. There was a peculiar meaning in his words: "I didn't give you specific plans and rules, so I gave you outside the frame. , The power of discretion and discretion."
  Discretionary.
   Make an immediate decision.
  Tels was stunned.
  Really?
  The troubled prince who has always been accused of "bad deeds" and "destroying the plan", was a little unaccustomed for a while.
  The sound of the banquet from the corridor outside the door gradually became quieter. Thales guessed that it was probably the flower of the fortress that drank everyone down.
  The king was obviously unwilling to delay any more time. He took up the helmet of the royal guard and buttoned his head meticulously.
   is like a real guardian.
"You can do this according to your preferences and scales, just like you don't like the rudeness of'Operation Sand King', then influence it, reverse it, and don't have to think about whose intentions have been satisfied or who has broken it. ,as long as……"
  Speaking of this, Kessel V paused.
  Tyles took a deep breath and took his words:
   "Just complete your goal: Dethrone Jen?"
  The king released his helmet and nodded:
   "And don't expose yourself."
  He asked me to go to the Emerald City and told me the ultimate goal, but he didn’t tell me the secret plan and the details. He just made me adapt to the situation and act accordingly?
  That...
   "Then lend me Yodel."
   "Such a big thing, I will use his place," Thales looked at the eyes behind the king's helmet, calmly said, "Ada has returned anyway, she can protect you."
  Yordel.
  King Kessel was silent for a few seconds, shaking his head and chuckles.
  "This is only the first time, my child, it is the first time we test the waters after the establishment of our covenant, and I have not yet seen its results."
  Tels clenched his teeth.
  "Cooperation requires trust, and trust requires striving for."
  King Kessel simply rejected him and turned away without hesitation.
  From gait to posture, in an instant, he completed the transition from king to guard.
   is the closest person, I am afraid I can’t recognize it.
  Tels stroked the chaotic thoughts, and subconsciously called Kessel:
   "That's it? Nothing else?"
  The king's pace paused.
   "Let me think about it, oh yes."
   Kessel turned around, his face hidden behind the helmet:
   "Remember, when you get along with that girl, remember to show your gentleness, politeness, respect, sincerity, and thoughtfulness-like a real man."
  The next second, the temperature of the king’s words dropped sharply:
   "To soothe her..."
   "The pain of bereaved brother."
  King Kessel opened the door and walked into the corridor.
  Leave only Thales, staring blankly at the disappearance of his back.
  Malios came in from outside, turning a blind eye to the strange guard who had just walked out of the room.
   "Your Highness, if you are unwell," the watchman said calmly: "We can end the banquet early."
   Thales recovered.
  He touched the front pocket, then glanced at the the drawing.
   "No, no," the prince said calmly, but there seemed to be sadness between his brows, "No, it's just the beginning."
  It was already night, and Sonya’s hearty laugh came out of the corridor again, mixing with the endless meows inside and outside the castle.
  The former is satisfied.
  The latter is weird and clear.
  (End of this chapter)