But Tales hasn't finished speaking yet.
"Since the assassin's target is you... who would want your life?"
"Sir Duke, you might as well think back," Tales's voice struck Jann's heart like a hammer full of iron thorns. "What were you going to do that day, who were you meeting, and who knows your whereabouts?"
Jann took a deep breath without showing any emotion, but the scene that day could not help but appear in his mind.
He saw Gilbert among the people being assassinated, and in order to win people's hearts, he helped him.
Those assassins.
That boy.
And--knowing where he's going, those people.
Tales said coldly, word by word. "Are they those who you think are your allies? Those who work together for a better Star Kingdom? Those who promised you a bright future?"
Tales turned his head and sighed, "Yes, 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 this?"
The breathless crowd finally began to make noise.
In the field, everyone had different reactions to Tales's performance.
Behind Karabian Count, young Kohn Alert Officer stared at the boy in surprise.
He... is really only six or seven years old?
When I was seven years old... forget it.
To avoid being sad.
But the tree wants to be still but the wind doesn't stop.
Old Karabiyang Earl turned around and looked at Kohn and then at Tales with a scrutinizing gaze.
Under Kohn's increasingly confused expression, old Count's eyes returned several times.
Finally, old Count looked at Kohn, sighed in disappointment, then turned his head and looked at Tales.
Only Kohn, who had an innocent look on his face, suddenly realized what he was doing, and then lowered his head in frustration.
Old Man What about you?
People can't compare like this!
"Black Prophet" Morat breathed out gently and looked at Tales with complicated expressions.
Previously, it seemed that he had been underestimated.
The notorious leader of Secret Section quietly said to Raphael behind him:
"This kid... is beyond expectations... if he is the king you will serve in the future..."
"The advantage is that you can save a lot of worry, but the disadvantage is that you can't worry."
Faced with these seemingly contradictory words, Raphael nodded solemnly.
He understood.
Kessel the Fifth looked at his son, his eyes flickering. He turned his head slightly and whispered to Jinnie beside him:
"Then, did the child learn eloquence and speech from Gilbert, or did he learn reasoning and observation from you?"
"No," Jinnie looked at the boy who was explaining calmly in the center of the field, showing a smile that was both bitter and gratifying, "That child is special."
"It's quite special," Kessel the Fifth thought deeply for a while, hummed softly, with a look of sadness and complexity on his face. "Yes."
"Just like his mother."
Jinnie's face froze.
Kessel's eyes returned to Tales.
"Enough!"
Kosted angrily hit Thresh's gauntlet, interrupting Tales's words. He looked angrily at Kessel, who had a playful look in his eyes. "His Majesty, the farce should be over... Our main topic is..."
"The One-Eyed Dragon of Nanshuister! Why are you so anxious?"
Everyone turned their heads and saw in surprise that the person who spoke was Duke of the North!
I saw Val raising his head coldly. "Could it be that if you continue to listen to what he says, it will be detrimental to you?"
Kosted was speechless for a moment.
"And you, Falkenhaus's old bones," Val's eyes were full of fire. He turned his head and looked at the man with a haggard appearance and a terrifying face. His words were extremely sharp with deep meaning:
"In this case, you didn't gloat or make any sarcasm. It's really rare."
"Thank you for reminding me, I was just about to speak, haha..." Cyril·Falkenhaus, who was a little slower, pointed at Jann, who had a very bad look on his face, and laughed.
But only those who know him best know that at this moment, he smiled a little dryly, "It seems that you have been tricked, you little Young Duke!"
"As for you, Duke Cullen, our Prime Minister," Val looked at the fat Duke opposite, and said disdainfully, "You are still as stable as ever."
Duke Cullen responded with an honest smile.
Jann clenched his fists, maintained his remaining grace, and tried his best not to look at those people.
Those few people.
If, if I die... who among those people will benefit? He couldn't suppress the doubt in his heart and began to think about these things.
"Okay, kid," Jann, who had a rather pale face, tried his best to smile and said weakly, "No matter what you said, there is no evidence..."
"Duke Master!"
Tales looked at the young Duke with cold eyes, deliberately avoiding the issue of "evidence" and deliberately guiding his and the audience's thinking, "What is your position in that group that aims at the throne?"
"Yeah, it doesn't make sense. There is more than one person in your group. If you are killed, everyone will be in danger, and the alliance will break up."
"Why did Black Hand want to assassinate you and do things to sabotage the plan behind the scenes?"
"Unless," Tales sighed again, "There is a more terrifying possibility."
Jann Close your eyes and lower your head gently.
He is not a fool.
"That is, everyone else in the group knows that you are destined to be sacrificed," Tales walked around Jann, put on a sympathetic look, and patted the leader Iris Family on the shoulder:
"Your death is part of the plan - you are the one who was betrayed, the only abandoned son."
"That's right. You are young and promising, have superb means, have a rich family, and have high popularity. If you ascend the throne, even if it is a throne based on the elective kingship system, within a few years, Cavendil will become another Radiant Star Royal Family and start to check and balance the lords - and no matter how long you live, you can live longer than all of them."
"Then what difference does it make if they change the royal family or not?"
"Three-color Owner of the Iris Flower was assassinated in Royal Capital. The nobles will only become more frightened, the pressure of the war will only be heavier, the accusations suffered by His Majesty will only be greater, and the conspiracy to force an heir may be more successful."
"That crown will also be placed on the head of the person they like more."
Jann's expression was indifferent, but everyone could see that his eyes had not moved for a long time.
"You were already betrayed before you put on that crown." Tales shook his head funny like a little adult. "After all, you are still too young and make careless friends."
"They probably borrowed a lot of power from you and Cavendish Family and have been preparing for a long time, but no matter what they promised you," Tales walked back to Kessel and said coldly, "They are not ready to fulfill it."
"Please think carefully and reconsider your position. You are a smart man. Who would you rather choose as your ally? Who will be the king and will be most beneficial to the prosperity of Iris Flower?"
Jann didn't speak anymore, nor did he look at Tales. He just stared at the ground in front of him, seeming to be particularly interested in the texture on the floor tiles.
At this time, Tales suddenly turned around.
He shouted strangely to the lords on the stone throne:
"Don't move."
Many lords frowned.
Tales's gaze carefully scanned everyone's face, seemingly not letting go of every pore.
He said coldly, "Don't move, my accomplices who betrayed Jann, don't turn your head, don't change your gaze, look into my eyes... I can smell your guilt and fear from your expressions."
Jann also quickly raised his head and looked at the lords.
The breathing of some lords stagnated in an instant!
But the next moment, Tales suddenly relaxed.
He spread his hands and said with a smile:
"Don't be nervous."
"I'm just kidding."
Some lords took a breath and looked at Tales, either gritting their teeth secretly or clenching their fists tightly.
Did he do it on purpose?
"But you will understand after seeing the example of Iris Flower," Tales looked at the lords and replied with a serious expression:
"Once Brilliant Star is extinct, no matter if any other wealthy or distinguished family ascends to the throne, whether before or after taking the throne, whether it is fragile or strong, the new royal family will eventually become the next target of the lords."
"Without external enemies, you will kill each other on an unbalanced balance of power until Star Kingdom is destroyed."
"I don't care who among you planned this conspiracy, this plan, nor who wants the throne - after all, in the eyes of many people, since the death of the royal family is a foregone conclusion, they naturally have to choose the future that best suits their own interests."
"But, I'm standing here now."
"For the stability of the Star Kingdom, and for your own interests."
"The survival of the Radiant Star Royal Family is the stability and greatest hope of the Star Kingdom."
"Everyone, for the sake of everything, please support Brilliant Star unswervingly and support me like your ancestors did."
The crowd's chatter became louder and louder, and many people began to applaud.
As if by coincidence, cheers came from the square one after another - I don't know where the guards passed the words in the hall.
Tales did not look at the expressions of the lords. In fact, he enjoyed it more and imagined their expressions by himself.
Gilbert finally took a deep breath and whispered to Tales who came back:
"It's really... impressive, young sir."
"Iris Flower has lost its threat amid suspicion and suspicion, and Giant Deer's power has been greatly reduced."
"But are you so sure that those assassins are going for Iris Flower?" Gilbert lowered his head and asked quietly.
"Of course I'm not sure," Tales showed him a smile, looking at Jann who was bowing his head in thought in the distance and no longer speaking, his eyes were shining:
"But he doesn't know, does he?"
"You have to focus on the key points in everything - the important thing is not the assassins, but the assassins that Jann saw with his own eyes."
Feeling the solemn gaze from Kessel the Fifth, Tales, who was quite stressed, tried his best to maintain his breathing and said briskly:
"Just like just now, what matters is not whether my identity can be recognized, but who is unwilling to recognize my identity."
"I still want to say that although you are very happy, what you just did is not a wise way to govern." In Tales's confused eyes, Gilbert could only sigh and whisper, "You will understand later."
"Enough with the nonsense!"
"This makes no sense!"
Full of resentment, One-Eyed Dragon and Duke Nanshuister slapped the stone seat fiercely and scanned the audience oppressively. "Have you forgotten? Until now, he has not proven his identity!"
"His Majesty has had no heirs for twelve years, and a six- or seven-year-old child suddenly pops up and says he is a descendant of the royal family?"
"Still talking nonsense on National Affairs Conference..."
"Kosted·Duke Nanshuister, why are you still struggling with my identity?" Tales sighed and interrupted him loudly, "Don't you understand? My father has already prepared everything."
Tales raised his head slightly and showed an innocent smile.
"I thought that a hypocrite like you who cares about the country and its people would be extremely happy to see Brilliant Star's bloodline return."
An ominous feeling came over One-Eyed Dragon's heart.
At this moment, the crowd started to make noise again.
There are new people stepping into Hall of Stars.
Tales turned his head, and then his eyes lit up.
A graceful and charming lady, wearing a dark sacrificial robe with half a red sun, walked slowly out of the passage forcibly separated by the guards, accompanied by a nervous little girl.
Many civilians knelt down devoutly and bowed their heads in prayer to the lady.
The moment the nobles saw the half of the red sun, many of them already understood something.
"Very good," Falkenhaus narrowed his eyes. "The king, the nobles, and the three pillars Gods and Star Kingdom have all come together."
Duke of the North The moment he saw the person coming, his pupils shrank sharply and he couldn't help but lean forward.
"From now on, be careful with your words and actions," Karabian Count solemnly stuck his head out and whispered to his wife and nephew, Deler·Kloma Count, who was also shocked at this moment. "Things are out of the control of the lords."
"I'm afraid, Gods is also involved."
Under the spotlight, Sunset Goddess's human spokesperson, High Priestess, Licia·Arendt of Sunset Temple, gracefully stepped onto the stone seat area.
"Licia." Val·Arendt was stunned. His originally lonely expression gradually became complicated after seeing his sister.
After so many years...
But High Priestess didn't even look at his brother, he just walked forward slowly.
Kosted looked ugly. He wanted to exchange a look with Jann as usual, but found that Jann's eyes were cold and she didn't even look at him.
One-Eyed Dragon feels bitter in his heart.
"High Priest Licia," Kessel the Fifth stood up solemnly. "Sunset Temple, the spokesperson of the goddess."
"The authority of the king, the oath of the nobles, and the testimony of Gods - these are the three most important proofs when Star Kingdom founded the country."
"Today, more than six hundred years later, please still have Sunset Goddess to witness the continuation of the royal lineage of the Star Kingdom."
The whole hall was in uproar again.
The expressionless Licia bowed and nodded slightly.
But she didn't answer immediately. Instead, she knelt down and closed her eyes.
Tales looked curiously at High Priestess, who didn't like him very much.
Is this - communicating with God?
But suddenly, an unspeakable feeling hit Tales's heart, making him very uncomfortable.
A sound like tinnitus suddenly sounded!
"Beep--"
He was startled, resisting the urge to cover his ears with his hands, and looked left and right.
But the people in the hall, whether they were nobles or commoners, didn't say anything, nor did they show any impatience.
Could it be...
Until the tinnitus disappears.
Everyone around me is normal.
It seemed like he was the only one hearing the tinnitus?
The boy has never known what kind of existence Gods is in this world.
But now...
Tales has one more doubt in his mind.
After a while, Licia gently opened his eyes, stood up and said, "The goddess agreed, His Majesty."
Duke Cullen sighed.
He already knew the outcome of the matter.
Kosted clenched his fists tightly, with a cold light shining in his single eye.
Falkenhaus laughed dryly.
Jann looked thoughtfully at Tales, who was the center of attention.
Kessel the Fifth nodded slightly.
He suddenly grabbed Tales's hand!
The boy was shocked!
"Follow me," Kessel said without any doubt, "Your bloodline should be seen by the entire Star Kingdom people."
Tales was stunned and allowed Kessel the Fifth to pull him, walking down the round platform surrounded by stone seats and walking towards the terrace next to Star Gathering Plaza.
To be honest, he - he's really not used to it.
Maybe it's because, from the bottom of his heart, he doesn't regard this strong man as his father?
The noble lords on the other nineteen stone seats stood up one after another and followed the king and his son to the wide terrace. Many surrounding small and medium-sized nobles also wanted to follow, but were mercilessly pushed back by the guards' anti-collision shields.
Tales walked to the balcony and looked down.
It was afternoon and the weather was just right.
He immediately held his breath.
people.
So many people!
Densely packed people!
The whole Star Gathering Plaza is packed with people!
At least tens of thousands!
Like ants, covering the entire ground below him!
It's not that Tales has never been to Star Gathering Plaza, he once stood in the square and looked up at the majestic Revival Palace.
But he has never stood on the Hall of Stars terrace of the Revival Palace, overlooking the entire Star Gathering Plaza!
Even Tales, who had been a human being for two lifetimes in his memory, couldn't help but open his mouth wide when he saw this scene.
Soon, people in the square noticed two more people vaguely appearing on the terrace.
After confirming that it is the king and his bloodline.
Unprecedented cheers erupted from the crowd in the square!
"King--King--"
"Brilliant Star--long live--"
"Star Kingdom--Star Kingdom--"
"Did you see it?" Kessel still held his hand and said slowly, "These are our subjects, our burden, and our responsibility."
Supreme King asked with deep meaning, "Are you ready to live for the Star Kingdom?"
Without waiting for Tales to reply, Licia walked up with a cold face.
The young female priest seemed very nervous. At Licia's signal, she tremblingly brought a plate with a precious dagger on it.
"Bloodline Ritual?"
Duke Cullen was supported by two attendants. After walking to the terrace, he shook his head. "This is a ceremony that has not been used in the past two hundred years. When was the last time? Prince Kayla's bloodline recognition ceremony?"
No one answered him.
Duke of the North on the side looked blankly at his sister whom he had not seen for many years.
However, Licia didn't even look at him.
The charming High Priestess walked slowly between the king and Tales.
Under the attention of the entire square, Kessel gently picked up the dagger, cut his left index finger open, and put the dagger back.
The sacrificial girl brought the plate to Tales. She was only eleven or twelve years old, but it seemed that this was her first time in such a highly anticipated occasion, and she was so nervous that she was trembling.
"Don't be nervous, it's okay." Tales smiled at her, picked up the dagger with the red sun mark, and cut open the palm of his left hand.
Licia stretched out his hands expressionlessly and grabbed the king and Tales respectively.
Then she raised her head.
It was completely different from the lengthy prayer ceremony that Tales had expected.
Because at the next moment, Licia's eyes burst out with the same bright light as in the stone house!
The people on the terrace and behind the terrace who were vying to watch suddenly became quiet. More civilians began to kneel down, facing the light in the center of the terrace, and began to pray with their eyes closed.
The light is getting stronger and stronger!
Even the people in the square began to see clearly in the daylight!
The square was almost filled with civilians who had no right to enter Hall of Stars.
Almost everyone in the square knelt down devoutly and began to pray in the direction of the Revival Palace above their heads.
The devout kneeling of the believers caused the entire Star Gathering Plaza, when viewed from the terrace of Hall of Stars, to change color and surge like waves.
But Tales didn't have the energy to see this spectacle.
The boy was surprised to see that the blood on his and Kessel's hands was floating under the light in High Priestess's eyes!
Then it connects into a red light.
This is?
Tales looked at the light in confusion.
The accident happened at this moment!
I uploaded the previous chapter after coding it last night. Then my friend took me to play Dota. I didn't have time to revise it. Later I went back and took a look - what the hell did you write!
So later on, the second half of Chapter 45 was greatly revised, and it was not re-uploaded until 6 o'clock this morning.
All book friends who have read Chapter 46 and feel confused and misunderstood, remember to go back and read Chapter 45!
PS: Do I have to be so straightforward? The book review section is almost full of grass lately!