But Thales had yet to finish his sentence.
"Since the assassin's target was you … then who would want your life?
"Your Grace, why don't you think about it?" Thales' voice was like a hammer covered with iron spikes, pounding on Zayen's heart. "What were you going to do that day? Who were you meeting? Who knew of your whereabouts?"
Zayen exhaled deeply. He did not reveal his emotions, but the scene of that day uncontrollably appeared in his mind.
He saw that Gilbert was among the people who were attacked. In order to buy people's hearts, he helped.
'Those assassins.
'That boy.
'And … those people who knew he would go there.'
Thales coldly enunciated each word, "Was it those people who you thought were your allies? Those who worked together for a better Constellation? The ones who promised you a bright future? "
Thales turned his head and sighed. "That's true. Among those who are qualified to sit on the throne, you are the youngest, the best image, the most popular, and the most likely candidate. Did they also tell you that?" Thales turned his head around and sighed.
The breathless crowd finally began to make a ruckus.
Everyone in the field had different reactions to Thales' performance.
Behind Count Karabeyan, the young Police Officer Cohen stared at the boy in surprise.
'Is he … really only six or seven years old?
When I was seven … Forget it, let's not talk about it.
Lest I get sad. '
But the wind would not stop blowing.
The old Count Karabeyan turned his head and looked at Kohen with a scrutinizing gaze, then at Thales.
Under Cohen's increasingly puzzled expression, the old count's gaze darted back and forth several times.
Finally, the old count looked at Cohen and sighed in disappointment. He then turned his head and looked at Thales.
Only an innocent Cohen was left. At first, he had a sudden realization, but then he lowered his head dejectedly.
'Old man, do you have to do this?!
'You can't compare people like this!'
'The Black Prophet' Morat exhaled softly and looked at Thales with a complicated gaze.
'I seem to have underestimated him earlier.'
The notorious head of the Secret Intelligence Department whispered to Raphael behind him, "This child … is really unexpected.
"This child … is really unexpected … If he is the king you will serve in the future …"
"The good thing is that you don't have to worry a lot, but the bad thing is that you won't be able to."
Raphael nodded solemnly in the face of this seemingly contradictory statement.
He understood.
Kessel the Fifth looked at his son with sparkling eyes. He turned his head slightly and whispered to Jines, who was beside him.
"That child, did he learn eloquence and speech from Gilbert, or did he learn reasoning and observation from you?"
"No." Jines stared at the center of the field, at the boy who was explaining in a calm and composed manner. She revealed a bitter but gratified smile. "That child is rather special."
Kessel the Fifth thought deeply for a while and snorted softly. His expression was gloomy and complicated. "Yes."
"Just like his mother."
Jines' expression froze.
Kessel's gaze returned to Thales.
"Enough!"
Koshder angrily hammered the armrest of the stone throne, interrupting Thales' words. He angrily looked at Kessel, who had a contemplative look in his eyes. "Your Majesty, it's time to end this farce … Our main topic is …"
"Nanchester's One-Eyed Dragon! Why are you so anxious? "
Everyone turned their heads and were shocked to see that the person who spoke was the Duke of the Northern Territory!
Val raised his head coldly. "Will it be disadvantageous to you if you continue listening to him?"
Koshder was speechless for a moment.
"And you, Fakenhaz's old bones." Val's eyes were burning with anger. He turned his head and looked at the haggard man with a terrifying face. His words were profound and extremely sharp.
"In this kind of situation, you actually didn't take pleasure in my misfortune and didn't say anything sarcastic. How rare."
"Thank you for reminding me. I was just about to speak, haha …" Cyril Fakenhaz, who was a beat slower, pointed at Zayen and laughed.
But only those who knew him the best knew that his laugh was a little dry. "Looks like you've been made a fool of, you inexperienced young duke!
"As for you, Duke Cullen, our Prime Minister," Val looked at the plump duke opposite him and said disdainfully, "You're still as steady as ever."
Duke Cullen responded with a simple and honest smile.
Zayen clenched his fists, maintained his remaining demeanor, and tried his best not to look at those people.
'Those people.'
'If, if I die … Among those people, who will benefit?' He could not suppress the suspicion in his heart and began to consider these things.
"Alright, child." The rather pale Zayen forced a smile and said weakly, "No matter what you say, there's no evidence …"
"Your Grace!"
Thales looked at the young duke with a cold gaze. He deliberately avoided the topic of 'evidence' and deliberately guided his and the audience's thoughts. "What is your position in the group that is aiming for the throne?"
"Yes, it doesn't sound reasonable. Your group has more than one person. If you're killed, everyone will be in danger, and the alliance will naturally fall apart."
"Why would the mastermind assassinate you and do something that would ruin the plan?"
"Unless," Thales sighed again, "there's a more terrifying possibility."
Zayen closed his eyes and lowered his head slightly.
He was not an idiot.
"That is, everyone in the group knows that you're the one destined to be sacrificed." Thales walked around Zayen and put on a sympathetic look as he patted the shoulder of the master of Iris Flowers.
"Your death is part of the plan — you're the one who's being betrayed, and the only one who's being abandoned."
"That's true. You're young and promising, skillful, wealthy, and highly popular. If you ascend to the throne like this, even if it's a throne that's subject to a king selection system, Covendier will become another Jadestar Royal Family in a few years, and begin to keep the suzerains in check — and even if it's a matter of lifespan, you'll still live longer than all of them."
"Then what's the difference if they change the royal family or not?"
"If the master of Tricolor Iris Flowers is assassinated in the capital city, the nobles will only be more terrified, the pressure of war will only be heavier, and the blame on His Majesty will only be greater. The plot to force the appointment of an heir may be smoother."
"That crown will also be placed on the head of someone they favor more."
Zayen's expression was indifferent, but everyone could see that his gaze had not moved for a long time.
"You were already betrayed before you wore that crown." Thales shook his head comically like a little adult. "At the end of the day, you're still too young and careless in making friends."
"They probably borrowed a lot of power from you and the Covendier Family, and prepared for a long time. But no matter what they promised you," Thales walked back to Kessel's side and said coldly, "they're not prepared to fulfill their promises."
"Please think carefully and reconsider your position. You're a smart man, who would you rather choose as an ally? Who is going to be the king, and who is going to be the most beneficial for the flourishing of the iris flowers? "
Zayen did not speak again, nor did he look at Thales. He just stared at the floor in front of him, as if he was particularly interested in the patterns on the floor tiles.
At this moment, Thales suddenly turned around.
He looked at the lords on the stone seats and shouted in a strange voice, "Kill them all!
"Don't move."
Many of the suzerains frowned.
Thales' gaze carefully swept across each person's face, as if he did not want to miss even a single pore.
He said coldly, "Don't move, those who betrayed Zayen, don't turn your head, don't shift your gaze, look into my eyes … I can smell your guilt and fear from your expressions."
Zayen also raised his head abruptly and looked at the suzerains.
Some of the suzerains held their breaths for a moment!
But in the next moment, Thales suddenly relaxed.
He spread out his hands and said with a smile,
"Don't be nervous.
"I'm joking."
Some of the suzerains breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at Thales, they either secretly gritted their teeth or clenched their fists tightly.
Was he doing it on purpose?
"But when you see the example of Iris Flowers, you'll understand." Thales looked at the suzerains and his expression became serious again.
"Once the Jadestar heirs die out, no matter which rich or distinguished family ascends to the throne, whether they are weak or powerful, the new royal family will eventually become the suzerains' next target, regardless of whether they are weak or powerful."
"Without external enemies, all of you will kill each other on the unbalanced scales of power until Constellation is destroyed.
"I don't care who among you hatched this conspiracy, this plan, and I don't care who wants the throne. After all, in the eyes of many, since the end of the royal family is a foregone conclusion, they naturally have to choose the future that best suits their own interests.
"But I'm already standing here.
"For the stability of Constellation, and for your own interests.
"The continued existence of the Jadestar Royal Family is the stability of Constellation, and the greatest hope.
"Everyone, for everything, please be like your ancestors and support Jadestar, support me."
The crowd's discussions grew louder, and many people began to applaud.
As if by coincidence, the cheers from the plaza also came in waves. No one knew where the guards passed the words in the hall to.
Thales did not look at the suzerains' expressions. In fact, he enjoyed imagining their expressions.
Gilbert finally let out a long sigh and said softly to Thales, who was walking back.
"What a … deep impression, young Sir.
"The threat of Iris Flowers has been eliminated amid suspicion and suspicion, and the power of the Great Antler Deer has also been greatly reduced.
Gilbert lowered his head and asked quietly, "But how are you so sure that those assassins were after the Iris Flowers?"
"Of course I can't be sure." Thales smiled at him and looked at Zayen, who was deep in thought in the distance. His eyes shone brightly.
"But he doesn't know either, does he?
"Everything has to be focused on the main point. The important thing is not those assassins, but that Zayen saw those assassins with his own eyes."
Sensing Kessel the Fifth's solemn gaze, the rather pressured Thales tried his best to maintain his breathing.
He said briskly, "Just like just now, the important thing is not whether my identity can be recognized, but who is not willing to recognize my identity.
Under Thales' puzzled gaze, Gilbert could only heave a long sigh and whisper, "I still have to say something. Even though it was satisfying, what you did just now was not a wise way of governing. You will understand in the future."
"Stop spouting nonsense here!
"This is meaningless!"
The furious One-Eyed Dragon, Duke Nanchester, slammed his stone seat hard and swept his gaze across the crowd in an oppressive manner. "Have all of you forgotten? Up until now, he has yet to prove his identity!
"His Majesty has not had an heir for twelve years, and a six or seven-year-old child suddenly jumped out and said that he is a descendant of the royal family?
"He even spouted nonsense during the National Conference …"
"Duke Koshder Nanchester, why are you still bothered about my identity?" Thales sighed and interrupted him loudly, "Do you still not understand? My father has prepared everything a long time ago. "
Thales lifted his head slightly and flashed an innocent smile.
"I thought that a hypocrite like you, who worries about the country and the people, would be overjoyed by the return of the Jadestar bloodline."
An ominous feeling assaulted the One-Eyed Dragon's heart.
At this moment, the crowd began to clamor again.
A new person stepped into the Hall of Stars.
Thales turned his head and his eyes immediately lit up.
A graceful, gentle, and alluring lady draped in a dark-colored priest robe with half a red sun draped over her shoulders. Accompanied by a nervous little female priestess, she slowly walked out of the passage that the guards had forcefully blocked off.
Many commoners knelt down devoutly and lowered their heads to pray to the lady.
The moment the nobles saw the half red sun, many of them understood something.
"Very good." Fakenhaz narrowed his eyes. "The king, the nobles, and the gods. The Three Pillars of Constellation are all here."
The moment the Duke of the Northern Territory saw the newcomer, his pupils shrank abruptly and he could not help but lean forward.
Count Karabeyan solemnly stuck his head out and whispered to his wife and nephew, Count Derek Kroma, who was equally shocked at the moment, "From now on, be careful with your words and actions. Things have already gotten out of the suzerains' control.
"I'm afraid that the gods are also involved."
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the spokesperson of the Sunset Goddess on earth, the Head Ritual Master of Sunset Temple, Liscia Arunde gracefully stepped onto the stone seat area.
"Liscia." Val Arunde was stunned. His originally desolate expression gradually became complicated after he saw his sister.
'It's been so many years …'
But the Head Ritual Master did not look at her own brother. She only walked forward slowly.
Koshder's expression was unpleasant. He wanted to exchange a glance with Zayen as usual, but he realized that Zayen's gaze was cold and did not even look at him.
The One-Eyed Dragon felt bitter in his heart.
"Head Ritual Master Liscia," Kessel the Fifth stood up solemnly, "Sunset Temple, spokesperson of the Goddess.
"The authority of the king, the vow of the nobles, and the witness of the gods — these are the three most important pieces of proof when Constellation was founded.
"Today, after more than six hundred years, please allow the Sunset Goddess to witness the continuation of the Royal Bloodline of Constellation."
The entire hall was in an uproar again.
The expressionless Liscia bowed and nodded slightly.
But she did not reply immediately. Instead, she knelt on her back and closed her eyes.
Thales looked curiously at the Head Ritual Master who did not seem to like him very much.
'Is she communicating with the gods?'
But suddenly, an indescribable feeling assaulted Thales' heart, making him feel very uncomfortable.
A sound that sounded like ringing in his ears suddenly rang!
* Beep — *
He was horrified. Resisting the desire to cover his ears with his hands, he looked around.
But the people in the hall, whether nobles or commoners, did not make a sound, nor did they show any signs of impatience.
'Could it be …'
Until the ringing in his ears disappeared.
The people around him were all normal.
It seemed like he was the only one who heard the ringing in his ears?
The transmigrator had never known what kind of existence the gods of this world were.
But now …
Thales had one more doubt in his heart.
After a while, Liscia opened her eyes gently, stood up and said, "The Goddess has agreed, Your Majesty."
Duke Cullen sighed.
He already knew the outcome of the matter.
Koshder clenched his fist tightly, a cold glint flashed in his single eye.
Fakenhaz laughed dryly.
Zayen, on the other hand, looked thoughtfully at Thales, who was the center of attention.
Kessel the Fifth nodded lightly.
Suddenly, he grabbed Thales' hand.
The transmigrator was shocked!
"Come with me," Kessel said in an unquestionable tone, "Your bloodline should be seen by all the people of Constellation."
Thales was dumbfounded as he allowed Kessel the Fifth to pull him down from the round platform formed by the stone seats, and towards the balcony overlooking Star Plaza.
To be honest, he was really not used to it.
Perhaps it was because, from the bottom of his heart, he had not yet regarded this strong man as his father?
The other nineteen nobles and suzerains on the stone seats stood up one after another and followed the king and his son to the wide balcony. Many of the surrounding nobles wanted to follow, but were mercilessly forced back by the defense shields and electric batons of the guards.
Thales walked to the edge of the balcony and looked down.
It was afternoon, the sky was just right.
He immediately held his breath.
People.
So many people!
Densely packed people!
The entire Star Plaza was filled with people!
At least tens of thousands!
Like ants, they covered the entire ground in his field of vision!
It was not that Thales had never been to Star Plaza before. He had also stood in the plaza and looked up at the magnificent Renaissance Palace.
But he had never stood on the balcony of the Hall of Stars in Renaissance Palace and looked down at the entire Star Plaza!
Even the transmigrator, who had lived two lives, could not help but open his mouth wide when he saw this scene.
Soon, the people in the plaza noticed that there were two more people on the balcony.
After confirming that they were the king and his bloodline.
Unprecedented cheers sounded from the crowd in the square, covering the sky and covering the earth!
"King — King —"
"Long live Jadestar —"
"Constellation — Constellation —"
"Do you see it?" Kessel continued to hold Thales' hand and said slowly, "This is our subjects, our burden, and our responsibility."
The supreme king asked meaningfully, "Are you ready to live for Constellation?"
Without waiting for Thales to answer, Liscia walked up with a cold expression.
The young priestess seemed very nervous. Under Liscia's signal, she trembled as she brought over a plate with an expensive dagger on it.
"Bloodline ceremony?"
Supported by two attendants, Duke Cullen walked to the balcony and shook his head. "I have not used this ceremony for almost two hundred years. When was the last time? Prince Keira's Bloodline Recognition Ceremony? "
No one answered him.
The Duke of the Northern Territory stared blankly at his sister, whom he had not seen for many years.
But Liscia did not even look at him.
The charming High Priestess slowly walked between the king and Thales.
Under the gaze of the entire plaza, Kessel gently picked up the dagger, cut his left index finger, and put the dagger back.
The priestess placed the plate in front of Thales. She was only eleven or twelve years old, but it seemed to be her first time in such a situation. She was so nervous that she trembled.
"Don't be nervous, it's okay." Thales smiled at her, picked up the dagger with the red sun symbol, and cut the palm of his left hand.
Liscia expressionlessly reached out with both hands and grabbed the king and Thales.
Then she raised her head.
It was completely different from the long prayer ceremony that Thales had expected.
Because in the next moment, Liscia's eyes instantly erupted with a strong light that was exactly the same as the one in the stone house!
The people on the balcony and behind the balcony who were fighting to watch immediately quietened down. More commoners began to kneel, closing their eyes and praying towards the light in the middle of the balcony.
The light became stronger and stronger!
Even the people in the plaza could see it clearly in broad daylight!
Almost all the commoners in the plaza had no right to enter the Hall of Stars.
Almost all the people in the plaza knelt devoutly and began to pray in the direction of Renaissance Palace above their heads.
The pious kneeling of the believers caused the entire Star Plaza to change color and surge like waves from the balcony of the Hall of Stars.
But Thales did not have the energy to look at this spectacle.
The prince was shocked to see that the blood on his and Kessel's hands were floating under the light in the eyes of the High Priestess!
Then, they connected to form a red light.
'This is?'
Thales looked at the light in confusion.
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