MTL - Kingdom’s Bloodline-Chapter 636 The most utilitarian part

  Chapter 636 The most utilitarian part

  Thyls was silent for a long time, with many thoughts in his heart. One part was his adventure memories with Miranda in Longxiao City, and the other part was mostly related to the "covenant" bone ring.

  Finally, he sighed, turned away from Miranda's fiery eyes, stepped over the dying seat, and sat down on the desk.

  If Mother Valencia were here, she would probably be sternly reprimanding the Lord Duke for his indecent and unruly gesture.

  But she is not here.

  Fortunately, she is not here.

   "So, Ms. Allende, you come to me, and you ask for title, land, and power."

  Tyles sat on the desk, caressing the scar in the palm of his left hand dreamily.

   Miranda did not move, but looked at the Duke of Xinghu, who was immersed in her mind from a distance.

   "I have to say this is really, wow, impressive."

  Tels made up his mind, he took a deep breath: "But I'm sorry, I'm sorry to refuse--"

   "Strange." Miranda interrupted him.

   Thales frowned and raised his head.

  Just listen to the daughter of Arund’s family speaking softly:

  "Isn’t it a matter of course that an heir to a duke’s family is unwilling to work hard for the title, land, and power?"

  Thyls couldn't help frowning, raising his eyes.

  Miranda shook her head and said:

   "Then why did you say ‘impressive’ when you came to me? It seems that this is something rare and worthy of special mention?"

  Tales was taken aback, but did not respond:

   "What? No, I, I didn't think that way."

   Miranda sneered.

  "If I were a male heir, would you still say something like this: ‘As the duke’s son, what do you want is title, land, and power? Wow, that’s really impressive!’"

  Tels became more and more stunned.

  But Miranda takes a step forward and is aggressive:

   "Why, I or someone like me is unworthy, unsuitable, unable, or not often so ambitious to fight for power, shouldn't be such an ‘impressive’ look, Duke Thales?"

What?

  Thyls, who was a little bewildered by her robbing, took a deep breath.

  "Please don’t get me wrong, Ms. Allende, I have no ill will." The boy tried to ease the conversation, "not to look down on you. It's just a... scene."

  This time, Miranda stared at him for a long time, as if to take out the thoughts behind his eyes, until Thales was embarrassed and couldn't help coughing to remind her that she turned her eyes.

"I know."

  Miranda's voice lowered, no longer aggressive.

   "I know you have no intentions, Your Highness."

  In the feedback from the **** senses, Thales vaguely felt that she was a little more gloomy and depressed at this moment.

   "At best, you are just insensible, just habitual, just not aware of the difference. You only think that it is a normal sentence, you may even think that I am too sensitive."

  Miranda faintly looked at the lazy, numb, unpredictable Xinghu Lake by the warm summer wind:

   "But that's the problem."

  The cold light in her eyes slowly solidified:

   "That's why, I must come here."

  The voice fell, Thales looked blank.

  But for some reason, he looked at Miranda's side face, but he felt that the study was terribly quiet at the moment.

   "Ms. Allende, I really am not..."

  Tels wanted to explain something more, but he paused and changed his words:

  "I’m sorry, madam, if I—in some places I didn’t realize it—say something wrong, or express any wrong attitude, then I apologize to you, really."

  Miranda was silent like a statue for a long time, then slowly turned her head back.

  She curled up her lips at Thales and smiled slightly.

  That smile is very natural and bright, even the sunlight behind him can’t hide it.

  This makes Thales a little dazed.

  She is beautiful, right—in my heart, a voice reminded him in a low voice—that smile was like the first new bud that emerged from the top of the snow peak when the snow melted in the early spring.

  But this feeling is fleeting.

  Like that smile, fragile and fragile.

   "To be fair, you shouldn't be the one who apologized."

  The female swordsman became expressionless again, as if she had never smiled before, which brought Thales back to reality:

   "But it is equally fair to say that I accept your apology."

  Thyls was shocked again.

  The Duke came back to his senses and quickly changed the subject with a cough:

"So, ma'am, you want to join me and travel south with me, so that everyone can see you stand in line, standing under the command of the Duke of Star Lake, the future king, so as to accumulate qualifications and fame for yourself to invest in the future? "

  Miranda thought for a while, then folded her arms.

   "No, not joining you," she gently raised her index finger and pointed at Thales, "but to help you."

   Thales frowned.

   "As your supporter," Miranda is focused, "not a dependent."

  Not to join, but to help.

   is not attachment, but support.

  Thinking about the other party's words, Thales also raised his arms with a serious face.

  A few seconds later, he took a deep breath.

   "Dear Madam Allende."

   Thales’ voice was a little hoarse: "You know, after Longxiao City, although I don’t have much contact with you—"

   "It's not too many, but I haven't contacted at all." Miranda suddenly said.

  Tels suddenly choked.

  Miranda sneered:

   "In contrast, I have seen Wiyaa at least a few times in the past seven years, yes, that Wiyaa. Although I don't know how many other Wiyaa there are, or everyone is Wiyaa."

  It would be fine if the Valencian Mother was here-pay attention to your meeting etiquette, child, when the Duke speaks, you just shut up-she will say so.

   By the way, wave the pointer in his hand.

"All right."

  Tyles suppressed his discomfort when he was interrupted, and continued:

  "This may sound hypocritical, but, madam, I cherish the experience of a night of dragon blood. I have always regarded you as an old friend, as a comrade in arms who had lived and died together."

  Miranda nodded gently:

   "It is indeed a little hypocritical."

   Thales sighed, thinking that the girl should go and communicate with Mallos.

   "So I don't want to lie: what you just said, ma'am, is not-not a good idea for the time being."

   Miranda's eyes changed.

   "What's not a good idea?"

  She chuckled softly: "Marry you? Or join you? Or fight for what I deserve—"

"neither!"

   Thales suddenly raised the volume, causing Miranda to frown.

"You said you want to go to the south with me, but," the Duke exhaled, squeezing the bone ring in his pocket, and sighed, "You don't understand, you think I have your answer here, and you think you can win it back here. In the North, I thought I could regain what the family lost for you, but you—"

   Thales’ words are choked here.

  But you are wrong.

  In my heart, a voice slowly said what he wanted to say but did not say:

  You will only fall into a sinister trap carefully arranged by the king and created by me, becoming a self-righteous but involuntary chess piece, sinking deeper and deeper until you become the next victim.

  Like your father.

just like me.

  Tels closed his eyes.

  [Under the witness of Gortaxa...you will help me to advance the kingdom...remove obstacles, break the shackles, and do whatever it takes to do so. 】

  He cannot refuse the king.

  But he didn't want to hurt her.

  Former friends.

  Even if this is just self-deception.

   "Your Highness?"

  Miranda asked suspiciously: "What are you going to say?"

   Thales recovered.

"Feel sorry."

  He opened his eyes and became clear again:

   "Actually, ma'am, I saw your father not long ago."

  Sure enough, Miranda's expression changed slightly at this moment.

  Thyls tried his best to make his voice sound more sincere: "Master Val asked me one thing, he doesn't want you, he doesn't want you to get involved too much...about me and the royal family."

   Miranda was silent for a long time.

  But when she spoke again, her words were full of disdain.

   "My father, right?"

   "So you listened to him obediently, and you do what he says, become a puppet outside the prison of a traitorous prisoner, an obedient little pawn?"

  She seemed to see everything through, looking at Thales provocatively:

   "He doesn't allow you to **** me, so you dare not **** me? You can only lock the iron chastity belt yourself, not even the toilet?"

Hold.

  Tales had a stalk in his heart.

  How did he answer this?

  Within the hands of the fortress flower for so long, she didn’t teach you something good?

  In contrast, Raphael and Cohen are so cute who came out of the End Tower.

  His Royal Highness had to take a deep breath and rearrange the logic of persuasion:

"I mean, you, Miranda Allende, you are the eldest daughter of the Guardian Duke of the North, and the heir to the winter castle. You have an extraordinary status, a major relationship, and all parties involved. The Dragon Blood Night seven years ago, We inadvertently neglected this point and learned the lesson of blood."

  Miranda frowned.

   "So, whether you can work under me or not is not a matter for Sonia and I to decide. And my father, your majesty, he—"

   "It's a complete bastard." Once again, Miranda interrupted him aloud.

  Just this time...

Ah?

  Thyls was startled when he heard the words, and then he was taken aback.

What?

  Who is the bastard?

  I saw Miranda sneer, without any scruples in her words:

"Isn't it? As a father, he treats you as a bargaining chip to deceive and keeps a fine-matched breeding pig. For this reason, he can ignore your wishes and ignore your safety. He can easily hold you up and show off to the whole kingdom, as long as that It can bring the slightest benefit-whether it was seven years ago or seven years later."

  She took the greeting letter and threw it onto the table with a snap.

  Sunset.

   Thales took a deep breath.

  If Mother Valencia is here...no, luckily she is not here.

   Regardless of his identity or position, Thales can only stand upright at this moment, without saying a word.

"And you are more miserable, you can only say good words for him - 'Father is like a mountain, and there is a sugar.'" Miranda sat.

  Tels took a deep breath.

  Damn it.

  He thought he was already the most daring to scold the iron-fisted king in this country.

result……

   "For the sake of the past, I have no right to hear these words."

   Thales spoke in a deep voice, without looking at each other.

  "And you, Ms. Allende, perhaps you should be respectful, guard yourselves, and maintain your due respect to His Majesty the King."

  Miranda shook her head lightly.

  She squinted at Thales, as if looking at the most impossible thing.

   "What about you, as the king's son, Thales Canxing, why didn't you respect yourself and keep your due respect?"

   Thales was startled.

  "On the contrary, you are unscrupulous, impulsive and reckless, trespassing into the palace, leading the rebellion, forcing the king to death, forcing him to compromise and give up, for what? Just for the so-called fairness of a squire of the Western Wilderness?"

  At that moment, Thales suddenly raised his head!

  But Miranda did not evade, looking back at Thales, as if she was the leader of the conversation.

  Lead the rebellion, force the death to death, the Western Wilderness Country Gentry...

  Well, maybe the news of that day is really unstoppable, but the details here...

  "Ms. Allende," the Duke frowned, with a warning, "The rumors are not enough to believe."

  The sound of the guard changing from outside the window.

   "His Royal Highness Thales," Miranda's eyebrows are like a knife, **** for tat, "self-deception is not enough."

  At this moment, the air in the study seemed to freeze. As soon as the two of them sat and stood, one face was as cold as water, and the other looked sharp and pressing step by step.

  But when the situation was tense, Thales' eyes moved.

   "Cohen Karabyan."

  He stared at Miranda closely:

   "That guy told you these things?"

  Hearing the name, Miranda hesitated for a while, then hummed and shook his head: "Relax, Cohen fulfilled his promise and kept his mouth tight. He denied everything that should be denied."

  Thyls was startled at first, then understood, and sighed:

   "In other words, his denial is equivalent to admitting everything that shouldn't be admitted?"

Yes, something like "I didn't lend the sword to the prince, let alone follow him to break into the Fuxing Palace, and I will definitely not be stupid enough to follow the trend and rebel, let alone see some kid who commit suicide to threaten him. Dad, and it definitely has nothing to do with the previous royal banquet. So, Miranda, do you understand the sentence?

  As for the rest, with Miranda's brain, it is not a problem to estimate the truth at all.

  Miranda was silent for a while, as if she wanted to defend her friend for a while, but she finally understood that it was useless, so she could only sigh:

   "We all know him."

  Tels had to sigh softly.

  "When I meet next time, I want to beat him." The Duke said helplessly.

   "Then you have to line up," Miranda pouted, "come first, then arrive."

  As soon as these words came out, Thales and Miranda couldn't help but laugh at each other.

  It seems that this is one of the few places where they can find a consensus.

  But Thales sighed in his heart:

   His desperate bet in the Fuxing Palace, the impact is far greater than expected.

  No, in this case, he would not be able to take Miranda with him when he was in danger, together...

   Thales raised his head, serious.

   "You choose to enter my team, to be loyal to me personally, or as you said, help me, support me. But do you know the cost of doing this?"

   Miranda chuckled softly.

   "Of course," the daughter of Arund's family spreads out her hands and looks around, "just like the treatment you get after being exiled by the king."

  Thyls closed his eyes gently.

  No, you don’t know, girl.

  You are far from knowing.

  【Whether you succeed or fail, if you make a mistake or make a difference, you may be overturned by the horse and abandoned by the car. 】

  【Not only is the eternal life missed the crown, but also the enemy is everywhere, and even the family and life are at risk. 】

  Thyls tried to get rid of King Kessel’s words, and tried again:

  "I understand your current predicament and unwillingness, and I am honored that you have chosen me as the answer, but please believe me, I don't want to help you, but...In addition to Xinghubao, you have a better way out."

  But Miranda shook her head.

   "I thought Broken Dragon Fortress was the way out."

"There is my best role model, isn't it? As long as I stay with Officer Sonia, learn her military strategy, take on her reputation, take on her responsibilities, and prove to the kingdom that I can hold the sword and prove my rule The North is indispensable, I can..."

   "But I was wrong."

  Miranda lowered her head, looked at the letter stamped with the nine-pointed star, and smiled sarcastically:

  " Chief Sonia taught me everything on the battlefield, but there are always things she can't teach."

  She raised her head again and stared at the silent Thales:

   "There are more things, I can't get them on that battlefield."

  Tyles looked at her with complicated eyes, and felt her firmness and determination at the moment.

  But the more determined and decisive she is, the more he feels...

  [Those who are deceived by you and support you, they will converge into a rolling wave, using fame, position, camp, interest, relationship, situation, and everything to hold you forward. You are not allowed to argue, are not controlled by you, and you are not allowed to go back. 】

  The two fell into a long silence.

  Until Thales took a deep breath and broke the silence:

  "I only met Raphael in Secret Core not long ago."

   Miranda trembled slightly.

   "He, um, although he doesn't admit it, he cares about you very much."

  Can't even open a joke.

  Thinking of this, Thales couldn't help but smile.

  But this smile is very pale.

  Just like Miranda's face.

   "Don't do this, Your Highness," the female swordsman said slowly, but there was a hint of danger in her words, "My father first, then the man."

   "In our capacity, we shouldn't play such amateur sensational tricks."

  But Thales ignored her.

   "If Raphael sees you now, sees you bargaining with me here, it's all about... things."

  "As a person of secret science, as a tool of loyalty to the Fuxing Palace, what will he think? The most important thing is, what will he do when he knows it?"

  Tels looked straight at each other.

   Miranda also looked at him quietly, her eyes frozen, and she fell into deep thought.

  But when she spoke again, she turned back to the calm and indifferent female swordsman who refused to be a thousand miles away.

   "Tyles Can Star."

   "I found that you are not as cute as when you were a kid."

  Miranda stared at him coldly:

   "So impulsive, so risky, so dumb, so simple and straightforward."

   Thales frowned, feeling that he had failed to persuade yet again.

All right.

  At least I was cute.

   "But one thing, you are the same as everyone else."

  At the next moment, Miranda looked cold:

  "When will you see me as an independent and complete ‘person’?"

  Thyls, who was sighing, was startled when he heard the words.

  "Not someone's daughter, someone's friend, someone's lover, someone's wife, or someone's mother in the future?"

  Tels looked at her blankly.

  The complete person...

"If you can't even do this, Your Highness, it would be better to leave only the most utilitarian and coldest part," Miranda snorted coldly, "I just see me as a tool, a sword, a piece."

   Hearing this, Thales trembled slightly.

  This is really familiar.

  【Let me come forward, Your Majesty. Let me be your enemy...your spy, your pawn, your bargaining chip...your sword. 】

  Utilitarian.

   cold and cold.

   "At least that will make us both feel better," Miranda said coldly, "instead of playing the hypocritical dramas of'I treat you as a friend' and'for your good'."

  For your own good.

  Tels clenched his teeth.

  She is firm.

  The voice in my heart sounded:

  She will not give up her mind.

  In other words, she asked for it herself, no one else, right?

  Tyles subconsciously squeezed his fist, his fingertips touched the scar on his palm.

  And you have to do it.

  Like she said, leaving the most utilitarian and cruel part.

  The voice in my heart reminded him:

  Compared with the pitiful "friendship" between you and her, think of King Kessel, and think of the covenant you made with him.

  Think about the path you want to take, and think about what kind of chaotic future the stars will usher in if you don’t intervene and let the iron-fisted king do whatever it takes:

  Conflicts, contradictions, and wars, how much will it cost, how much blood, and how many families will be destroyed?

  And she is right, she will be a good sword, a good chess——

  The next second, Thales opened his eyes suddenly!

"very good!"

  The expression in his eyes is indifferent and dark, and the sin of the prison river flows quickly in his veins.

   "Miranda Allende, if you have figured everything out and are determined to serve me allegiance to me, of course, I can even welcome it."

   Miranda slowly raised her head when she heard the words.

  His eyes are as sharp as a sword.

  Tyers changed the front, as if the cold winter was steep:

  "But you have to know that you are not the first person to come to me. The visitor list of the Duke of Xinghu in the past few months is so thick that it is enough for toilet paper."

  【With me, you can lock down your enemies: the flag of the anti-king is flying high, and everyone who gathers under it will be caught in the middle, and it will be swept away. 】

   Thales looked cold, and spoke coldly.

   "If I take you in and accept you, I will allow you to join the team of the Duke of Star Lake, and allow you to share the aura and glory of the prince's courtiers."

  The Duke squinted his eyes and looked at the female swordsman in front of him:

   "Then what benefits can I get?"

  【I will give you an unexpected great help, help you see them through, disintegrate them, and ultimately-destroy them. 】

  Tyles forced himself to laugh coldly, and said in an unfamiliar tone:

   "As you said, in addition to the value of being a wife and a mother-or what you require, the utilitarian point is venting and procreation, and the cruelty is the value of being a **** and a womb..."

  The prince's words were frivolous and presumptuous, Miranda clenched her fist subconsciously.

  Tyles on the desk leaned down, put his elbows on his knees, feeling the coldness that made him extremely uncomfortable, and curved his mouth:

   "What else can you give me?"

  A dark cloud drifted across the sky, just blocking the sun.

  The waves on the Star Lake dimmed, leaving only a deep darkness.

   Miranda has a solemn face.

   "So, this is a transaction?"

  Thyls bends his finger.

   "I adopted your suggestion, leaving only the most utilitarian part."

  With full of discomfort, he unscrupulously looked at Miranda:

   "Does this make you feel better, dear Mira?"

   Mira.

  Miranda's nerves tightened.

  This is obviously a close nickname, but it sounds...

   "Cohen dare not call me that." She said coldly.

  Tyers grinned, then his eyes were cold.

   "So I am not Cohen, but your master. If you want to stay, you'd better get used to it earlier, Miss Mira."

   Miranda looked at Thales like this, frowning.

  She was silent for a long time.

  And Thales was also happy and did not urge.

  A few seconds later, Miranda released her fist and smiled unexpectedly.

  "Very well, I like trading." The female swordsman licked her chapped lips, as if licking the blood of her prey, "make everything straight, simple, naked, and bloody."

   Thales was startled at first, but he also smiled immediately.

   "You know, I was thinking, if Raphael knew what we were talking about at the moment," Thales shook his head sarcastically, "He will definitely kill me."

   "Then he, or anyone, has to step past my sword first."

   Miranda spoke with a cold voice:

   "Or a corpse."

  The two people in the study looked at each other, as if they were facing each other with swords:

  "This is the first benefit of my allegiance to you, Lord Duke."

  Tyles looked at her expression and was silent for a moment.

   "Yes, you are good at martial arts," the Duke could not help but change his words when seeing her raise his eyebrows, "In fact, it is quite good."

   But he immediately sneered sneer.

  "But don’t forget: the Star Lake Guards are all elites carefully selected from the Royal Guards. Most of them have the title of Royal Seal Knight, and they are all great heroes."

  Thyls spoke as usual, his face was not red and his breath was not breathless:

   "I have no shortage of masters under my command. There are people in Star Lake Castle who can match you five to five, or even better."

   (Somewhere in the castle, a guard captain sneezed severely: "This **** cat fur...")

   Miranda did not answer, but she looked solemn.

  Thyls straightened up, sneered and added:

   "And they can fight through fire and water for me, and they will not hesitate, even if they want to raise the flag to rebel, they won't even blink their eyelids."

   Miranda swallowed.

  Tales stared at his opponent closely, his mouth raised slightly:

   "My dear Mira, want to participate in the game..."

   "You have to pay more."

"More."

  　 recently changed to a codeword software, everything was normal when I wrote it, but when pasting it, double quotes and single quotes always make mistakes. I did a rough proofreading first, but it is hard to keep the fish slipping through the net, so I can only go back and make changes one by one. Please forgive me.

  　　

  　

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