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Chapter 48 Huge Threat(1/2)

 "You are indeed as I said, your wish has come true."

Shless's expression was indifferent, as if he had forgotten the sword in front of his throat. His eyes glanced at Putilai beside Thales, and he nodded thoughtfully and said: "Congratulations on getting out of jail - still...

As for you, Your Excellency the Deputy Envoy, I didn’t know you were here to visit this time..."

Shless knew that the thin man in front of him was a key figure in the Star Mission.

Just talk to him...

But Putilai said nothing, with a cold expression, just waiting quietly for their prince to speak.

Thales showed a smile: "Okay, Your Majesty the Marquis."

"Stop looking at Putilai - I'm the one here to discuss business with you today."

Shless spoke for a moment, then looked at Thales blankly, his eyes constantly changing.

Even when he first met the prince, he didn't have such an expression.

"Then," Shless seemed to have regained his previous demeanor and etiquette from the sudden attack. He cleared his throat and smiled: "Why do you want to put yourself in danger again?"

He took a deep breath, glanced at the sword in front of his neck, thought about the current situation, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Although it's not very friendly to say this, but..."

"I have a dedicated regular contact person. According to the prior plan, once they lose news about me, the first choice is usually to notify the Grand Duke of Lombard."

Nicolai frowned.

I saw the Marquis of Bermuda of Camus turning to Thales, showing a sincere expression, and sighed: "Look, you are taking a risk."

"Yes," Thales nodded and waved his hand towards Nicolai, signaling him to step back: "So, I took the risk of exposing myself and came here to find you."

"Just like a few hours ago, you took the risk and picked me up in person." Thales' eyes narrowed:

"Your Majesty the Marquis."

The Kangmas man showed a helpless expression.

"I understand your mood. This is a sad mission," Shless sighed helplessly: "You finally escaped from the disaster, and you feel depressed. You want to get some interest back..."

"No."

Thales interrupted him.

"My time is limited," the second prince said calmly, "so I will keep the story short."

Shless was slightly startled.

The second prince took a step forward, climbed onto a stool in front of the desk, and tried to keep his eyes level with the kidnapped Shles: "First, when you came to pick me up before, you told me: If I

If you give up and return to the Palace of Heroes, you can send me quietly out of the city, or even return to the stars."

Shless rolled his eyes and smiled politely.

"That was a decision you made privately behind Lumba's back." Thales whispered.

"So, you are Lumba's partner, but you are not his subordinate. You do not obey his orders, and you do not have to be loyal to him."

"Otherwise," Thales raised his lips: "Why didn't he send his elite soldiers to protect you?"

Marquis Slys nodded with a friendly expression, seeming to be polite and considerate.

"I understand."

"You want me to betray my relationship with the Grand Duke of Lombard and help you instead?" The Marquis thought for a moment and said calmly: "This is not a small request. If he finds out..."

Thales shook his head.

"Your contract with Lumba has been completed," the prince stared at his face seriously: "King Nun is dead - the spirit of the contract, remember?"

The Marquis's eyes moved slightly.

"I want to do a business with you, Lord Marquis," the prince said softly: "Business is naturally a win-win situation - the gains will definitely exceed the costs."

As soon as these words came out, the room was quiet for a moment.

Shless raised one corner of his mouth and his eyes shone:

"Business?"

After thinking for a few seconds, he raised his head, ignoring the fact that he was being held hostage, and smiled brightly: "What do you want?"

Thales also smiled:

"I need information,"

"Intelligence, hmm," Shless nodded, thoughtfully: "Since it's business, what are you going to exchange for it?"

intelligence.

exchange.

Thales took a breath and suddenly remembered Kevin Dill's Manor and that bloody night.

It's obviously not that long, but it feels like it's very far away.

He came back to his senses and smiled at the well-behaved Shless: "Don't worry, my price is very fair, you will definitely make a profit."

Shless lowered his head slightly and said with bright eyes: "Oh? I'm looking forward to it."

"I will use a more important piece of information," Thales said with a serious look on his face, "in exchange for your information."

Shless blinked: "So..."

The next second.

"My information is," Thales breathed out, and inexplicably remembered the old man named Chris, the butler of the vampire opponent, and then looked directly into Sles's eyes: "Your life is in our hands.

superior."

The prince smiled and said: "Is this information enough?"

Slash's face froze.

One second.

Two seconds.

Shless breathed out and shrugged: "I thought you really wanted to do business with me, not..."

"Let's consider it," Thales said with the same smile, "This business is very profitable."

Shless sighed softly, but did not hesitate to speak.

"That's not how business works," the Marquis narrowed his eyes, seemingly unfazed: "You have offended Exeter and are unable to protect yourself, and Conmas is willing to lend a helping hand, such as quietly sending you out of the country - a

As mentioned before..."

Thales' face turned cold.

"King Nun is dead," he said coldly: "Those who swore to defend him to the death had to endure the humiliation of a hand-to-hand sword."

"As an accomplice, shouldn't you take some responsibility?"

Shless's words paused.

He looked at Thales with suspicion.

"These people?" His Excellency the Marquis narrowed his eyes: "Humiliation by hand?"

Nicolai took a step forward coldly.

"You don't seem to realize your situation," the Fallen Star said coldly, "my dear friend Conmas."

Shless heard the voice.

He was slightly shocked at first, and then carefully looked at Nicolai who had put on makeup.

After a few seconds, the Marquis' face became extremely ugly.

He recognized this man with unnaturally dark skin.

"Ah, Lord Nicolai!" Shless's face twitched in embarrassment, his expression wonderful and painful:

"You actually still..."

"Still alive?" Nicolai took his words disdainfully.

Slash's face froze, and his voice was hesitant: "Haha, haha, this, this is another surprise..."

"Yes," Nicolai sneered, his eyes full of hatred and anger: "Your Majesty Nunn..."

Before Nicolai could finish speaking, Shles changed his expression at lightning speed in the next moment.

"I have reconsidered, Your Highness Thales!"

The Marquis turned his head and looked at Thales seriously and seriously.

"This is indeed a good business." Shless said seriously.

"What information do you want to know about Lombard?" His words were fluent and smooth, his tone was sincere and warm, and his emotions were real and natural: "I will do my best to answer your questions."

Raphael on the side smiled.

Nicolai blew out a dissatisfied breath.
To be continued...
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