Everyone’s eyes returned to Thales again.

Thales exhaled and smiled.

"Where are the others?" Thales looked at the remaining people and narrowed his eyes: "What we are going to do is very dangerous... it may cost our lives."

The remaining people exchanged looks with each other.

"I told you when we first met, Your Highness," Huaiya showed a helpless and determined smile: "For the rest of my life, I will serve you to drive me."

Thales shrugged.

"Let me tell you," veteran Gennard raised his eyebrows slightly: "You and Duke John's styles are indeed different - but why not?"

"Don't look at me," Willow said nervously, "I will go wherever everyone goes."

When Rolf saw Thales' eyes moving towards him, he couldn't help but frown and stretched out his hands to make two gestures in the air.

【Do not ask.】

【do it.】

Thales smiled knowingly.

This tone.

Did he think he was still in the Blood Bottle Gang?

"Very good, then we have reached a consensus," Thales breathed a sigh of relief and looked at everyone, but his face darkened immediately: "Although, this decision is likely to kill us."

No.

Thales sighed silently in his heart.

In this plan, someone must die.

But now that the decision has been made...

Thales' eyes narrowed.

"But what are you going to do?" A discordant voice interrupted.

Everyone turned their heads.

"We only have a group of defeated soldiers who are fleeing. All of them are wounded and hiding their heads and tails. Including the White Blade Guards, there are only a dozen people." Behind Cohen, Miranda Alland looked at the prince with a cold face: "You are just a seven-year-old."

What can an eight-year-old kid rely on to bring down Lumba and protect the North?"

Miss Arend's eyes were extremely sharp and her question was extremely sharp: "Even save the kingdom?"

"Same question," Nicolai mocked unceremoniously: "You don't really want us to die and then 'move' the people of Longxiao City, do you?"

Thales lowered his head and was silent for a few seconds.

"What do you think?" Prince Star asked calmly.

Everyone looked at each other in shock.

Putilai raised his eyebrows.

"Let me tell you," the deputy envoy blew out a puff of smoke and whispered: "We are no match for Lombard in any aspect."

Cohen crossed his arms and cast a questioning look at Raphael, but the latter ignored him.

Just listen to Putilai calmly narrate: "There are nearly two thousand people in Lomba. The standing army of the Black Sand Territory, which imposes orders and prohibitions, disguises itself as a patrol and firmly occupies the first city gate and even controls the Palace of Heroes."

Nicolai raised his head with a cold look in his eyes: "Longxiao City is enough to suppress his army: assemble the patrol team and Walton's levies, with the White Blade Guard as the vanguard, I will personally lead the team to attack, whether it is the city gate or the Palace of Heroes,

I guarantee they won't last more than a quarter of an hour."

"If you, as a little lord, can recruit these troops with the right name - this may take a whole day - and let them run rampant in Longxiao City without hesitation, follow you to attack the city gate and rush in

As for the Palace of Heroes," Putilai counterattacked calmly: "That's right."

Nicolai stopped talking, and forced the words "This is my original plan" back into his throat.

Michael patted him on the back.

Putilai sighed and continued: "He has multiple extreme masters under him, whether it is Kaslan or the Fire Knight, an unprepared attack can knock us down in a short time, and even super-level masters can defeat us in a short time."

There is such an existence as the swordsman Croache."

Hearing this, Michael's face froze obviously.

"He has allies like the Scarlet Witch, Shres, and Ullad," everyone listened quietly to Putilai's analysis, their faces getting uglier: "The intelligence is pervasive, and the connections are all-pervasive - I bet that we will

If you approach the Palace of Heroes or the First City Gate, you will be discovered within five minutes."

"Don't forget the Shield of Shadows," Thales sighed: "Maybe there's also Thaliton."

Putilai's eyes darkened when he heard this: "Yes, there is also Shadow Shield and Sariton."

"We are also at an absolute disadvantage in terms of the situation." Mr. Deputy Envoy took another puff of his pipe with a worried look on his face: "Your Highness, you, including us Xingchen, have been rumored to be the murderers behind the scenes. Except for a few White Blade Guards and this neutral

In the temple, we are isolated and helpless, and it is difficult for us to even see the light of day."

Everyone's face became solemn.

It seemed that the excitement and enthusiasm just now were gone.

"Unless Lumba surrenders directly," Putilai put down his pipe and sighed softly: "Otherwise, until now, I don't see any chance of victory."

Thales didn't speak, he just quietly observed everyone's expressions.

"Then it's better to let Raphael find another disaster to help," Cohen shrugged angrily: "It's faster this way."

Many raised their eyebrows.

Nicolai and Michael looked at the young man from the secret department with unkind expressions.

"Yeah," Raphael snorted coldly and glanced at Cohen: "Maybe we can even get a giant dragon to help, then we will definitely win."

Everyone else shook their heads.

Little Hua Tou's expression changed, and he touched his glasses unconsciously.

Rolf muttered and raised his chin towards the goddess of the moon.

"Ah, this time I understand what the mute means." Huaiya looked at the ghost with the wind and sighed.

"He means to pray directly to the goddess Haoyue. This is more reliable." Facing everyone's gaze, the prince's attendant stretched out his hands towards the statue: "At least you can still see her."

Putilai covered his forehead and sighed: "If we..."

"Are you done?"

The second prince suddenly spoke up and interrupted Putilai.

Thales raised his head and looked at everyone with keen eyes.

"A special teacher told me," he showed a sly and confident smile, thinking of that unforgettable battle and the impressive swordsman: "Before the big battle started..."

Thales raised his right hand and lightly tapped his forehead: "We have to change our minds first."

Everyone was stunned.

"Change...brain?" Miranda asked doubtfully.

Among the people who were confused, Raphael rolled his eyes, seeming to be deep in thought.

Thales let out a breath and started thinking about it for several hours.

"The Black Sand Leader's side seems to have the upper hand in every aspect and has the upper hand." Scenes from last night appeared in front of his eyes, extracting information one by one: "The entire situation is under control, and we have no power to fight back."

Thinking of this, Thales smiled slightly.

How to lose when flying dragon rides on the face?

But his mood darkened slightly: No one in this world understands this trick.

Thinking of this, Thales raised his head and braced himself.

Snapped!

"But," the second prince looked calmly and punched his other palm: "Is it true?"

"Do you have any other opinions?" Putilai's eyes flashed: "Your Highness?"

"No," unexpectedly, Thales shook his head: "Your analysis is correct."

"But even if it is as strong as disaster," the prince raised his head with firm eyes: "it cannot change people's hearts and reverse the situation."

"Even if they are powerful enough to destroy the capital of Exeter, kill all the nobles of Exeter, and even threaten every Northlander with death, they cannot change the traditions of the North and the spirit of Exeter.

, cannot force people to change their minds, cannot destroy the truly precious things of this land.”

Cohen rubbed his hair, his expression remained unchanged, but his eyes when looking at Waiya were filled with one word - What?

Huaiya shrugged at him: I don't understand.

Not only them, Nicolai also frowned in confusion:

"What do you want to say?"

Thales's pupils shrank.
To be continued...