Tales When he walked out of the stone room with complicated and unspeakable emotions, he already had some guesses about the long-lasting bell and what was going to happen next.
"Is it today?" He calmly looked at Gilbert and Jinnie, who had been waiting for a long time.
It was so sudden.
Gilbert's eyes were full of sighs and sadness, while Jinnie seemed to have a little more hesitation in his indifferent expression.
Shouldn't they be cheering for joy? Why are they looking like this? Tales thought feebly - his mind was already filled with the stone chamber just now and what was going to happen next.
I don't know why, although he was clearly feeling heavy at this moment, he could still remain calm on the outside.
This is what is called, happiness and anger cannot be expressed in color.
Gilbert said bitterly, "Please forgive me, this is not my intention... Exeter's Emergency Envoy will arrive tonight Eternal Star, whether it is a declaration of war or a compromise, at this time... His Majesty He..."
Gilbert frowned and hesitated to speak, but still sighed deeply and remained silent.
"Don't waste any more time. National Affairs Conference will hold a meeting at three o'clock in the afternoon. His Majesty has to send him to the waiting room before one o'clock." Jinnie interrupted Gilbert with a confused expression.
Former Foreign Minister and first-class palace Female Official, both of them had put on dark and solemn formal clothes. Behind them were eight dull-looking maids, holding eight loaded plates, neatly and quietly arranged on both sides of the corridor.
"Boom!"
The bell rang for the second time.
Jinnie walked forward with a complicated expression and led the worried Tales into another room.
Eight maids filed in.
Revival Palace, outer palace wall, the first gate.
This place that Tales just passed last night was maintaining only order under the shameless scolding and merciless blows of the guards. Nobles, big and small, and people with prestigious status from all walks of life all had different expressions. The crowds lined up in long lines, vying for a place to enter Revival Palace.
Before Revival Palace, at the first thick and mottled gate, under the strict inspection of nervous guards, qualified participants were let in one by one.
"Me! I am the vice-president of the Iron Smelting Guild! I am qualified to go in and observe! What? There are twenty-five vice-presidents of the Iron Smelting Guild? Oh, you don't understand. They all make up the number. Only I am special. Let me tell you, look at my black hair and black eyes! Do you understand? We The family's craftsmanship is inherited from Far East, Morningstar Dynasty, you know? It's in front of the Ending War... Okay, okay! A gentleman talks but doesn't do anything! Isn't it okay if I don't go in!"
"I am Elos Kata, a fabric specialist licensed by the royal family! I can go in! Look! This is the signature of Former King Eddie, and there is the signature of Prince Midir below!"
"I also have here the invitation that Mindis III sent to our family! Although the history is a little older, it was only one hundred and fifty years ago - hey, don't do it, I will go by myself! Go by myself!"
"Hey! Punk! Do you still remember me? I am Lazan, the coroner of Central Vigilant Hall. We have been colleagues for half a year! Does Hall of Stars still have a place now?"
"I'm on duty here, so I don't know. But my cousin who is a palace guard told me that the huge hall is already half full! If you are not a nobleman above a viscount, you can't get in at all!"
"Then we can only go to Star Gathering Plaza and crowd in, listening to the guards passing on the news one by one, passing down the big shot's decision?"
"Come on, people with our status, even if we enter Hall of Stars, we will sit at the bottom and outermost level, quietly listening to the speeches of the big shots on the top and innermost levels - it is impossible to interrupt!"
"Oh my god - those are the flags of Single Wing Crow and Twin Tower Longsword! The teams of Kloma and Karabian Family! Get out of the way! If you offend them, there will be no good consequences!"
"What's wrong with the nobles? The nobles must also abide by Stellar Compact!"
"What a joke! They are not ordinary nobles. They are granted by the royal family. They have more than a thousand private soldiers, a vast territory, and countless high-ranking vassals... Thirteen Noble Families Do you know? They and the royal family also have Six Great Families. They are talking and laughing..."
"How do you know so well?"
"Ashamed, ashamed, I used to teach the three sons of their family the martial arts enlightenment in the Kisen Family's manor in Dongcheng District..."
Ignoring the pushing of the surrounding crowd, Deler·Kloma Count's cavalry and Turami·Karabian Count's carriage shuttled through the crowd half an hour after the second bell rang and arrived at the Revival Palace.
As two of the thirteen high-ranking vassals in the country after the royal family and Six Great Houses, commonly known as Thirteen Noble Families, the two Counts, Deler·Kloma and Old Karabian, with only the coat of arms and flags of Single Wing Crow and Twin Tower Longsword, passed through the crowd effortlessly, and drove past the first palace wall and gate with the crowd pointing and whispering, and with the respectful eyes of the guards and palace gate officials.
"National Affairs Conference There weren't so many people before," Lobik Director in the carriage sighed softly, "Desert War In that National Affairs Conference, only people from all walks of life came. Among the wealthy Guild Master, the wealthy Merchant, and those stinking famous scholars, there are only two Six Great Houses present, and only five Thirteen Noble Families."
"But it was enough to win the war support he wanted for His Majesty. Nineteen Noble Houses had to comply with National Affairs Conference's decision." Karabian looked solemnly out of the car window as more and more people gathered. "Several nobles who refused to implement the decision were once besieged by the angry people and even suffered hardships from all walks of life - although they are just vassals of the big family, this is not a good phenomenon."
"Two gentlemen, we should hurry up. Although Nineteen Noble Houses has a specific meeting place, Star Gathering Plaza will not be rushed to the palace to 'listen' to the meeting," young Earl of Wing Fortress, Deler·Kloma rode close to the car window, his expression not very good. "But in a while, we may have to fight for the way with the nouveau riche nobles and common people."
To the northwest of the Revival Palace, Star Gathering Plaza diagonally below Hall of Stars, is buzzing with people right now!
The Wise King's initiative, known as National Affairs Conference for all people, the only National Affairs Conference where civilians and small nobles can listen to the supreme power game of the Star Kingdom, will be held in the afternoon! Every topic, every discussion, and every decision in the meeting will be conveyed to the entire Star Gathering Plaza by a dedicated person, making it known to all residents of Royal Capital!
Jenard frowned and looked at the excited crowd in the square - he and his city defense team had just been seconded from Dongcheng District in the morning, and worked with the Vigilant Hall's manpower to maintain order Star Gathering Plaza.
How can this be possible? The Star Gathering Plaza, which can accommodate tens of thousands of people, only relies on more than a thousand of them - even the Starlight Legion of the Duke John back then could not maintain such an order.
People's eyes were focused on the meeting place above their heads, the open-air hall facing Star Gathering Plaza - Hall of Stars!
The crowds of people were pushing each other, and without caring, under the loud scoldings of thousands of guards in the square, and under the huge crossbows on the Revival Palace wall that were on standby, news about the king's sudden convening of National Affairs Conference was passed back and forth.
"I guess it was the big explosion of Red Quarter a month ago! Hey, was Blood Bottle Gang beaten so badly by Black Street Brotherhood that his eyes turned red and he started to go crazy?"
"How can a small gang fight disturb the big shots above?"
"Where did you get the gossip? And there is no doubt about it, Blood Bottle Gang, Black Street Brotherhood, Royal Capital. How could there be gangs? We are a civilized society! Life is so happy now! Why are you spreading these remarks that damage the general environment? Ah? I think you are so sly, you must be a spy of a foreign power, right?"
"Listen to me, you are right. Aridbone people must have rebelled again! Behind it must be Kormas League and the gang of Merchant who are even greedier than Vampire! They seized My Home's caravan last month! They will collect a tithe! Do you believe it? Draw five out of ten!"
"Damn barren bastards! Why are Wing of Legend so cowardly? Just like we did with Orc, we should capture them all and bury them alive in Desert God Altar!"
"Don't insult Master Wing of Legend! He is obviously so handsome - he can unify Western Continent's existence with his face - do you know how hard he works?"
"My aunt works as a maid in the house of a viscount Morning Star District. She told me that something happened to Exeter in the north. By the way, why haven't their envoys arrived yet?"
"How is it possible? <Fortress Concord> signed a contract that is valid for twenty years! Besides, we have Flower of the Fortress, who is guarding Dragonbreak Fortress, Northern Territory's Arendt, and Zemuto and Furis - there is no way we can be like twelve years ago..."
"Don't forget that Wrath of the Kingdom is still in Royal Capital! He alone, with that bow, can kill two hundred thousand Exeter people!"
"Exeter The total army in the country is not more than 200,000, right?"
"That's what it means anyway!"
"I think it's 80% Serra Duchy in the southwest. I have relatives who have come to seek refuge from afar and say that evil witches are spreading the plague there recently. Both Anrenzo Duchy and Norton Duchy on the border have closed their borders-- Wait, the epidemic will not spread to the Star Kingdom, right? Did the nobles from the southwest not come? Where is Terbach Family? Where are Karabian and Lasia? Are they all killed by the plague?"
"So the price of herbal medicine will rise? I have to buy it quickly!"
"You are all talking nonsense - my secret source told me that His Majesty will choose one of Six Great Houses as the next king!"
"What? What about the Radiant Star Royal Family? Our family has the royal family's furniture franchise!"
"What else can you do! Can you force His Majesty to have another son?"
"I think Duke Kevin Deere is pretty good! Last year he came to inspect the Grand Market and even shook my hand! With such a kind and good man and a good Duke who cares about the people, there is no need to worry about our country not doing well!"
"But I think Lady Terbach is not bad! Let's learn from Anrenzo Duchy. Think about it, a beautiful young Queen - if she can shake my hand, my heart will melt. I will never wash my hands in this life..."
"Stop joking, that is the countryside like Anlunzo and Allenby! Our great Star Kingdom is the heir to the empire! How can a woman be the king? I am not discriminating against women, but we have to admit the objective differences!"
"Sao Nian, stop guessing!"
"I care about politics!"
"I think you are the keyboard--ahem, no, you are the talker Warrior!"
"You have to believe in the country, believe in His Majesty, believe in Imperial Council! How can they not know what you already know?"
Tales stood up slowly and looked in the mirror, at the young aristocrat with luxurious clothes and a stern face.
His hair is no longer a mess, but is neatly trimmed and combed into a simple but pleasing style, making him look energetic and handsome.
Jinnie even ignored his expression and put a slightly reflective crystal earring on his left ear.
The thickened black and blue sparkling long-sleeved jacket with white lining, pleated sleeves buttoned with crystal buttons, and specially processed fringed shoulders made his originally thin figure appear taller and taller.
He raised his hands, the pure white leather gloves were tight and shiny, and his movements seemed more convincing.
Wearing black aristocratic slim-fitting trousers, a Starlight style belt buckle, and expensive leather boots that lifted him up two inches, he walked with an aristocratic grace.
The back of Tales is embroidered with the Nine-Pointed Star coat of arms representing Crescent Star Family, and there is also a pin of Gold and Silver Nine-Pointed Star on the chest, which shines under the light.
The maids sprinkled him with a little men's perfume, which was almost unnoticeable, but made him smell closer to the upper class.
Alas, Tales gave a bitter smile and sighed: Fashionable decorations, elegant manners, established etiquette, and limited knowledge are the best tools for isolating and classifying the identities of different classes - this is the aristocratic circle.
This damn, evil piece of cultural capital.
Even Jinnie and Gilbert, who were watching from the side, couldn't help but nod slightly.
"That's almost it." Jinnie sighed with a bitter tone, "Kessel--His Majesty hopes you will go in soon."
Tales knew that their emotions were a little inappropriate, but now that they had reached this point... He cleared all his thoughts and followed Gilbert and Jinnie to slowly leave.
"I need to finalize something with you."
Tales raised his head and looked at Gilbert.
"Your name - I mean, His Majesty originally planned to change your name to something more consistent with 'Crescent Star Tradition', such as John and Midir, or Kessel and Tomond--after all, the name Tales is used by the common people. It appears for the first time in the royal family's family tree... It will also allow interested people to find out your past..."
Tales turned his head back, walked forward step by step, and said without changing his expression, "Tales."
"What?"
"Just call it Tales."
I won't change my name.
Those in the past.
I will never forget or give up at all.
Tales looked at the endless corridor, clenched his fists, and ignored Gilbert's eyes that were hesitant to speak.
"Alas - I obey your will." Under Jinnie's murderous gaze, Gilbert sighed.
This is a long corridor.
Tales remained calm, walked a few dozen steps forward, and then stopped.
In front of him was a black door.
"Hall of Stars is ahead. You will go to the innermost secret compartment. Don't be nervous. I will open the compartment door when the time is up. Just do as I told you before." Gilbert lowered his head and said, but he immediately looked to the side of the door.
The middle-aged noble showed doubts.
"Eda? You should be guarding His Majesty at this time!"
Tales looked forward and saw a petite figure leaning on one side of the door.
It's her.
Tales recognized it as the cloaked woman who led Royal Guard and rescued him from Jann last night. He saw that her face was still covered with a cloak, and her face was unrecognizable under the gloomy light.
The cloaked woman with her arms folded left the wall she was half leaning against.
"Hey, kid, that guy in the mask asked me to give you a gift."
A young, pleasant and lively voice came, and the cloaked woman held out something in her hand.
Tales was stunned.
He took the thing and didn't even notice the excessively white, smooth and tight skin on the other person's hands.
This is a black dagger sheath with a buckle strap.
There is a line of words engraved on one side: Kings are not honored by bloodline.
Tales Resisting the thought of subconsciously touching his chest, he took out the JC from his belt with complicated emotions and inserted it into the sheath - the size was just right.
"Thank you - Yordel, is he okay?" Tales breathed calmly and put the sheathed dagger on his waist.
"Don't worry, that guy won't die for the time being." The cloaked woman chuckled, "I know him very well."
Tales nodded, passed her, and stood in front of the gate.
The boy looked at the black stone door in front of him and gritted his back teeth.
Just one more step.
Behind him, Gilbert's brows were getting tighter and tighter, Jinnie was biting her lower lip tightly, and the cloaked woman twisted her neck indifferently.
Tales did not turn around, just looked at the lime-gray ground in front of him, and said quietly:
"Gilbert, once I take this step, can I never look back?"
Gilbert was startled.
But Tales had no intention of letting him answer.
The boy raised his head and forced a smile with difficulty:
"No, maybe, when I opened my eyes for the first time in this world, there was no such thing as looking back."
"We can only keep going forward."
Hearing this, Jinnie's eyes were obscure and hesitant. She stretched out her hand, but was pulled by Gilbert, who was shaking his head.
"Don't worry, be happy, this is a good thing, Mr. Gilbert, Lady Jinnie, and - this lady in the cloak, a good person told me,"
Eternal Lamp on both sides, as well as the sunlight outside the windows on both sides of the corridor, Tales turned his head.
He held out his thumb and grinned brightly:
"Just think of it as another game."
Before the three of them could react, Tales pushed the door open and stepped in.
A cold wind blew through the stone door, and there was insufficient light in front of it, making it seem like endless darkness.
Tales's figure disappeared into the darkness.
Gilbert sighed and lowered his head, while Jinnie turned his head and remained silent.
Only the woman in the cloak snapped her fingers happily, "Aha, I like this kid."
"Yes, this kid," Jinnie raised his head and chuckled bitterly and helplessly, but his face was full of sadness and pity. "He is just a child."
"How can you carry that kind of burden and... future."
There was a moment of silence.
Until a hoarse voice suddenly appeared. "He can do it."
The woman in the cloak raised her chin. "You recover so quickly."
Gilbert and Jinnie both looked behind them in surprise - there, Masked Guard's figure appeared in the void.
But what is very strange is that Yordel's figure is erratic and extremely blurry, as if it is covered by a gauze made of a layer of air.
"He can bear that kind of responsibility." The vague Yordel said firmly:
"I know him."
"He has qualities that everyone in this world, including all gods, all demons, and even all Magic User, don't have."
There was another moment of silence.
Gilbert shook his head, hummed softly, and raised his hat to salute. "Excuse me, National Affairs Conference has two hours left - it's time to see His Majesty, Lady Jinnie."
Jinnie nodded and left with Gilbert.
Following the sound of footsteps, the two figures disappeared into the distance of the corridor.
Only Masked Guard and the cloaked woman are left.
"Three Manblue Grass highly poisonous crossbow arrows pierced your chest. It's only been one night and you can't stand up." The cloaked woman looked at the blurry Yordel and sighed deeply, "Did you make a deal with that mask again?"
"I've warned you many times! Ancient Elven Kingdom's collapse has nothing to do with that mask! And you..."
"What did you pay for this time?"
Yordel didn't say anything, he just remained silent and touched the purple mask on his face.
"No matter what I pay," Yordel's figure gradually disappeared, leaving only a hoarse voice. "It can't compare to what that child will pay, one ten thousandth."
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