Tails walked intently into a dark room without distraction. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Outside the dark room, there was a unique humming sound of crowds gathering, noisy and disturbing.

This reminded him of the football team he had supported in his previous life, and when he watched the game live, he probably felt the same way when he first entered the field.

In the buzz outside the dark room, a young and cheerful male voice suddenly came:

"Hey, old man, Director Lobik! I'm here, here! Hey, this gentleman, you look a little familiar. ”

"Wait-you're from the Kolomo family...... Oh my God, I haven't seen you for so many years, how did you grow crippled like this! Kai'Sa and Gina are going to cry!"

Tails reacted suddenly, took a few steps forward, and looked out through the one-sided glass in the dark room, and sure enough, below him was the entire Hall of Stars.

The Hall of the Stars is a semi-open-air oval hall that is at least a dozen meters high and can accommodate at least 1,000 people. Tails couldn't help but smile at the thought of having no walls in the direction of the Starry Gathering Plaza, just a jutting terrace that looked like it was split diagonally from top to bottom, with an irregularly wide column on the side - or rather, a half-covered oval garbage shovel.

The hall was now half full, sitting or standing, at least hundreds.

The more central the crowd became, the more well-dressed, quiet and composed, and there were basically seats - these were the nobles

In the center of the hall is an empty round platform, surrounded by seven stone seats of distinct size.

The one of the unique stone seats is the throne, and the surrounding six stone seats belong to the six guardian dukes. On the periphery of the six stone seats, there are thirteen stone seats, which belong to the thirteen wang clans and form a large semicircle.

The six stone seats were still empty, and the thirteen stone seats were already sitting some people, all men between the ages of twenty and sixty, with different coats of arms and insignia on their bodies, and different expressions, and behind the seats stood a few retinues with tense expressions.

The voice he had just heard came from the stone seats of the Thirteen Wang Clan, and behind one of the stone seats, there stood a handsome blond man in a star-blue guard uniform. He is handsome and deep-haired, and looks more energetic and masculine than the feminine magician Ashida and the "little white-faced" bloodline Eastron.

However, this handsome guy was approached by a middle-aged nobleman with gray hair and an angry face, and he hit his head hard with a cane!

And the middle-aged nobleman's body was decorated with the symbols of two towers and a long sword.

"Cohen Karabiyan, what about your noble upbringing? can you speak human words! Dele is not only your cousin, but also one of the thirteen noble families, the head of the Kolomo family! Lord of Winged Castle, Count of the Kingdom!

A stunned Tails looked at the kingdom's vigilante, Cohen Karabiyan, in the dark room, gritting his teeth and covering his head, yelling at his father: "Old man, the end is just around the corner anyway!

Many people turned their heads to this side, but when they saw that it was the seat of the Thirteen Wangclan, they all shook their heads and ignored it.

Why is this aristocrat so strange?

"Haha, I know Cohen well, so I can show our closeness better...... Delek on one side seemed to know the daily life of his uncle and cousin, and hurriedly waved his hand to play the round, while Lobik on the other side hurriedly grabbed the old Count Karabiyan, and he was about to swing the second staff angrily.

"By the way, Cohen, although you are the eldest son of the Kalabyan family...... But your father hasn't arrived, how did you get in?" Lord Lobik Dilla, the head of the West City Security Department, hurriedly changed the subject.

"I don't know very well," Cohen touched his head and frowned, "I only recovered from the wound I suffered on Hongfang Street a few days ago-old man, you put down your cane, let's go home and talk about it--I received the order to be on duty, and just arrived at the gate of the Fuxing Palace, the people of the city defense team and the guard hall saw that I was one of their own, so they let me into the door, and the guards of the palace led me into the Hall of Stars as soon as they heard that I was Karabiyan. ”

His father, Lord of Walla, the old Count Karabiyan, was stunned when he heard this.

The old Earl did not ask any more questions, and he and Count Delle Collomo sat down on two stone pedestals, while several of the knights and Cohen and Lobick stood behind him.

Listening to their conversation, Tails probably guessed that the two families were members of the Thirteen Clans.

At this moment, the originally noisy crowd suddenly fell silent.

Tails' gaze turned in the other direction.

In the distance, two unforgettable figures, surrounded by two teams of followers, stepped on the blue star-patterned carpet and walked into the Hall of Stars.

People on the road naturally get out of the way, or bow down to say hello, or whisper.

Among the two figures, a fat and noble old man smiled innocently, and from time to time responded to the people on both sides, and his back was embroidered with a sword and a shield, which crossed against the background of the red sun.

It was Bob Cullen, the Prime Minister of the Kingdom, the Lord of Huigang City, and the Guardian Duke of the East China Sea.

And beside him, another middle-aged nobleman in a military uniform and a snarking spirit didn't look around, but just strode forward with a cold face.

On the chain armor shirt on the chest of the middle-aged nobleman, you can clearly see a sharp-eyed falcon, spreading its wings on a white background.

This is the Lord of Hancastle and the Guardian Duke of the North, Val Arend, who had arrived in the royal capital a day earlier.

The Sun Sword and Shield and the Flying Eagle on a White Background - their emblems represent the two most powerful families among the six powerful families.

"The state is a meeting? This is child's play!"

A scar on the chin of the Duke of the North, Val looked indignant, did not hide his voice, only listened to him angrily said to the fat old man beside him:

"The edict he personally signed......! It is a betrayal to let those people get involved! As the prime minister, you should stop him!"

Around, the small and medium-sized nobles who heard the conversation between the two dukes hurriedly lowered their heads or turned to leave-just kidding, who would dare to listen to the six guardian dukes accusing the supreme king of the stars!

"Although I don't think it's appropriate," said Bob Cullen, Duke of the East China Sea, with gray hair and a wide heart and a fat body, with his red cheeks, a precious mink shawl, and a bulging big belly, helplessly, "But I can't stop Your Majesty's will." ”

Val snorted dissatisfied, dissatisfied with the Prime Minister's prevarication.

The old fat man who rode the wall left and right, swaying in the wind - how did he become known as the "sword of the bay" when he was young?

They walked past the thirteen stone seats, and every nobleman present stood up and bowed in salute, even the old Kalabyan and the young Kolomo.

"Even if he is the king we have sworn allegiance to, he can't humiliate us like this!" said Wally, flicking off his cloak and tossing it to his retinue, who looked like warriors behind him, and sat down in his seat with a golden sword.

This vicissitudes of life man with a scar on his chin, the flying eagle on the white background on his chest is full of cold, he is dressed in chain armor, and he proudly props up his left hand, exuding the unique sense of isolation between the sharpness of the Northland people and the inextricable people.

He made no secret of his disgust for the king: "I really want to knock that bastard's front teeth off!

Cohen was behind his father's seat and whispered, "Even if it's the Duke of the North—how can he talk about His Majesty like this, without concealing it?"

"If you have grown up with your Majesty, and have almost married your own sister to him," replied Count Karabiyan in a whisper, "you can speak of Your Majesty in the same way." ”

"Be careful, the guards will soon start to spread the word downward, and at that time, every word of the Twenty Stone Constellations will be passed down the Star Gathering Square. The old Duke of Cullen looked at it, sighed slightly, and sat on one of the six stone thrones with the support of his entourage: "He is our Majesty after all! ”

These Northlanders—fifty years, nothing has grown," the old duke shook his head in his heart.

At this time, there was an uproar in the crowd, and the noise of whispering gathered became louder and louder!

Gilbert's familiar voice came:

"In the name of the High King of the Kingdom of Stars, Kessel Bright Star......"

"Subjects of the kingdom, salute your majesty!"

Tails raised an eyebrow: I saw a group of people walking into the other side door of the Hall of Stars.

The crowd knelt down on one knee like a wave, and stood only after the king was far away.

The sturdy Kessel V, still clasping his scepter in one hand, looked cold and majestic, and stepped into the Hall of Stars.

Eight members of the royal guard stood closely behind him.

The king instantly became the center of attention, and despite falling on one knee, the whispers of the crowd intensified rather than decreased.

"Your Majesty is here," Duke Donghai patted his fat face and said with a smile, "You might as well make your suggestion to him in person." ”

"Hmph," the Duke of the North snorted disdainfully, "as if he would listen to what I said." ”

His Majesty Kessel strode towards the stone seat, when he suddenly raised his head and glanced at the position of the dark chamber, intentionally or unconsciously.

Tails clenched his fists slightly.

He adjusted his breathing and calmed his mood.

Calm down, Tails.

The main drama has not yet begun.

Behind the mantle of the Iron Fist King, a group of people led by Gilbert followed, and the mature and tall Gennie was among them.

Tails only now saw that Gilbert's family crest was a double-sided book.

"Ah, it's our Star Fox, Count Cassel," said the pot-bellied Duke Cullen of the East China Sea with a smile, "and Count Godwin, Viscount Connie, Baron Garth, Lord Clappen...... They are all the future hopes of the kingdom...... And then there's our alert and clever court lady, Lady Ginny. ”

"The pro-kings. Val on the stone throne shook his head in disgust, "I hope they will soon understand that the best way to support the king is to find ways to make their majesty less crazy, and not to do everything possible to attack the nineteen nobles who are the arms of the kingdom - as for that slut, every second of her time in the palace is an insult to the Aaron family." ”

"Whew-whew-"

"The King—the King—"

At this moment, an even greater cheer surged out, reaching from the open air outside into the Hall of the Stars!

The hall was suddenly filled with deafening cries from afar.

Many aristocrats changed color, and many commoners of high status exchanged their heads excitedly, and some even cheered.

Tails came to his senses: it was the cheers of the people in Star-Gathering Square.

"I guess," Duke Cullen pouted, "the guards have begun to spread the word to the bottom of the square?"

Val turned his head, his face pale.

Kessel came to the Thirteen Stone Thrones and looked at his vassals.

The Thirteen Wangs got up early, lined up in front of him, and knelt down on one knee to prove their loyalty.

Expressionlessly, Kessel stretched out his right hand and handed it to the first nobleman with the pentagram as his coat of arms, asking him to kiss the ring on it.

"Bourne Talen, you are the first. The king said lightly, "You are still the first." You're always the first. ”

"Blood is thicker than water, Your Majesty, the Taron family is a branch of the Bright Star family, just as the pentagram is always a part of the nine-pointed star. The middle-aged nobleman bowed his head respectfully.

Kessel's brow furrowed imperceptibly, but he nodded anyway and walked towards the next nobleman.

"Smith Sorel," his majestic voice rang out, focusing every gaze, "I heard that you and your territory are relentlessly opposing the Frontier County Pioneer Tax Exemption Order?"

"Of course, Your Majesty!" the middle-aged nobleman with a golden sun emblem on his body kissed the king's ring and shook his head firmly, "The blood of the nobles cannot be defiled." ”

Kessel snorted.

"Lewis Bozdorf," His Majesty the King said to a nobleman with a black lion on his chest with teeth and claws, "Will the warlike black lion still fight for the lions?"

"Fight to the death, Your Majesty," the nobleman replied with a smile as he kissed the king's ring, and replied slyly, "as long as the lion is still wise and brave, he will care about the lions." ”

Kessel nodded and moved on.

"Turami Karabiyan" Kessel walked up to Count Karabiyan, revealing his remembrance: "I remember that you were a member of the Starlight Legion, and you were born and died for John. ”

"It is for my hometown to be born and die," said Count Karabiyan solemnly, kissing His Majesty's ring, "all for the stability of the stars." ”

Kessel nodded thoughtfully.

"Dele Collomo, you seem wiser than your father," Kessel continued, and said meaningfully to the young Dele, "the crow who wants the Savior on one wing—is still in the Winged Fort?"

"That crow has been saved and protected by his master," said Dele Kolomo, who had a one-winged crow tattooed on his body, and replied with a blank face, "that is why he desperately saved his master—and of course, the crow lives forever in the Winged Castle." ”

Kessel patted him on the shoulder, walked towards a half-bald nobleman, and stretched out his right hand.

"Hodge Dastan," the nobleman this time, embroidered with two long swords in a cross, only to hear Kessel say coldly: "I still remember that your ethnic language is 'forward and backward, life and death (forward_or_backward, _survive_or_fall)', have you chosen the direction you should take this time?"

"The direction is always there," said the half-bald Hodge Dastan, bowing his head and kissing the king's ring, making it difficult to see his expression, "but those who stand too tall always can't see clearly." ”

Kessel snorted coldly, making no secret of his displeasure with him.

"Wilcos Zemututo, Pollit Forrest," said the king, this time, stretched out two hands to face the two resolute nobles emblem of white bears and iron-colored walls: "Will the watchman and the lonely old tower withstand the cold wind of the north?"

"Cold wind?" the bearded Count Wilcos Zemuto kissed the King's Ring and said proudly, "For the sake of the stars, Overwatch can even withstand the wrath of dragons!"

Not to be outdone, the bald-headed Count Pollit Forrest kissed the ring and his eyes lit up: "Although the lonely old tower stands in the cold wind, no matter how cold it is, the fire in the tower is still alive. ”

At the king's signal, the two northern nobles slowly stood up.

Kessel walked past all the thirteen nobles present and walked towards the two dukes.

He waved his hand to stop Bob Cullen, who was shaking to his feet: "Forget it, Prime Minister, your stomach is heavier than my scepter." ”

The Duke of the East China Sea smiled, as if he didn't understand Kessel's words, and just nodded in thanks.

Jeanne, who was on the side, removed Kessel's cloak and let His Majesty sit on the highest pedestal.

"As for you," Kessel glanced at Val and shook his head disapprovingly, "I suppose your knees have a strange disease that can't bend?"

"Yes," said Val Arend, his eyes blazing with rage, "whether I'm facing Exeter or the kingship of the stars, I've got this strange disease!"

Kessel shook his head: "Forty years later, your sense of humor is still so bad. ”

After a slight and meaningful salute of allegiance, the nobles of the Thirteen Clans returned to their seats one after another.

"Of the six guardian dukes, two were present, and the thirteen wang clans were eighth. Gilbert reported with a serious face, "Your Majesty?"

"Wait a little longer. Kessel said calmly.

In the Star Gathering Square, there were once again earth-shattering cheers.

Amid the cheers, Val said disdainfully: "Suddenly announced that the High Council will be changed to a state council and convened in advance-how many nobles do you think will be able to make it too far? At least, the Tebak family in Blade Castle City has no need to be counted on!"

Kessel shook his head, his face expressionless: "This is a chess game of stars, the chess players are already doomed, and the chess game has already begun." ”

"It seems that the crown has not only turned you into a king, but also a third-rate bard. Val Arend said indignantly, gritting his teeth so loudly that only the Duke of Tokai smiled and played the round.

Tails in the dark room, but his heart was tight at this time, he saw a black-robed old man, on crutches, standing at the end of the "pro-king" team, and the people around him tried to avoid this old man, only behind him, followed by a white-robed young man with the same simple clothes.

Is that......

"Morat Hansen. Why is he here too," Lord Lobik, who was beside Cohen, looked at the black-robed figure and frowned: "When I saw that poisonous snake, I felt chills. ”

"He's the kingdom's chief of intelligence, and he's attending the Imperial Council, so of course he's coming," Cohen frowned, obviously not very interested in this person, "but according to the head of the hall, His Majesty and the Prime Minister, Duke Cullen, who see him every day, have long since frozen to death...... Huh?"

Cohen raised his eyebrows, a look of disbelief.

"That's?"

Under the astonished gaze of his father and the head of the hall, the blonde-haired vigilante Cohen Karabiyan slammed forward, and walked towards him with a look of anger and grievance.

"Black Prophet" Morat Hansen!