so……

Thales looked at Russell blankly, and then at the drill.

Exeter, Shadow Shield.

Those here today are all "old friends" from six years ago.

And the only clue that can connect the two of them...

"King Nun and King Charmaine entrusted you with important tasks at the same time, but you failed."

"Tell me, Baron Vader."

Just listen to the masked man speak disdainfully: "For the people of the North, a humiliating mission that failed completely must have troubled you a lot?"

Russell Vader's face suddenly turned pale.

The drill coughed and came out to soothe his cheeks: "Can we..."

But Russell interrupted him.

"I don't deny my failures."

The former Exeter ambassador clenched his fists and said solemnly: "That is indeed a stain on my life."

His voice trembled slightly:

"And I paid the price: I am no longer a baron."

The masked man chuckled and shook his head.

"I guess Longxiao City didn't deprive you of your title for no reason? And the Black Sand Territory can't give you any more compensation?"

The masked man slowly walked up to Russell and looked down into his eyes.

"After all, no one likes a traitor who is loyal to Longxiao City on the surface, but secretly colludes with the Black Sand Leader."

He said coldly.

As soon as these words came out, Russell suddenly raised his head!

The former envoy of a country glared at the masked man angrily.

But the masked man seemed unaware and continued to chuckle: "So you can only come to a foreign country and be responsible for some shady affairs."

Russell's fists clenched tighter and tighter.

Ricky, Clay and others looked at this scene with indifferent expressions, but the man on the side frowned.

"A Shadow Assassin who betrayed the Shadow Master, and a Northland noble who betrayed the late king," the masked man continued sarcastically: "Betrayer plus betrayer, what a good combination."

Russell snorted heavily.

"It's not your turn to judge me, mercenary."

He gritted his teeth and glanced at the blood whistle in the tavern.

"According to this statement..." Russell said angrily: "We here tonight, no matter which side, are shameful betrayers."

"In the final analysis, you are just traitors from the Tower of the End!"

The words were not spoken yet.

"Clang! Clang!"

More than one sound of a weapon being unsheathed suddenly sounded at this moment!

Marina already had two swords in her hands, Sonny gritted his teeth and pulled out his axe, while more mercenaries took a step forward, maliciously pressing towards the slanderous envoy.

The tavern suddenly filled with murderous aura.

Thales, who felt a strong sense of uneasiness, forced himself to hold back his desire to reach out for the weapon.

"Take it easy, everyone!"

The sound of the hammer sounded among the murderous mercenaries:

"We're not here to fight."

At the tense moment, Ricky gently raised his right hand, as if it was commonplace.

He shook his hand gently.

The blood-whistling mercenaries felt dissatisfied, but they took back their weapons and returned to their original positions despite the order.

The look he looked at Russell became more and more evil.

"I understand."

"A disgraced nobleman who has lost his glory but is unwilling to do anything but do insignificant tasks in the border area," Ricky said calmly: "I want to win back the trust of my master with a rare feat."

Russell took a deep breath, seemingly reluctant to admit this fact.

"So, Russell Vader, you represent Charmaine I."

"The Parricide King of Exeter."

Ricky's tone was slightly solemn.

And the content of his words caused quite a commotion among the mercenaries. They all whispered to each other and their shock was palpable.

Thales felt the fast rope beside him tremble.

etc.

Thales subconsciously felt suspicious.

There seems to be some mismatch somewhere?

Russell is King Charmaine's messenger, and his informant is Dean.

Dean found out about Tails, so he notified Russell.

And Russell sensed something was wrong with Dean's broken promise and wanted to save the situation?

wrong.

There must be something wrong!

Ricky looked at Russell and said, "Your king, intends to win over us?"

Russell raised his head, showing a touch of arrogance.

"If you can cooperate with us," Russell said softly: "We will return to Exeter with valuable loot and prove that we are a capable army. Of course, His Majesty will not begrudge his remuneration and rewards.

.”

Ricky raised his eyebrows, seeming a little surprised.

But soon, he, Clay and the masked man looked at each other and laughed out loud.

The mercenaries also laughed.

Amid the laughter, Russell's face became more and more tense.

Finally, the Swords of Disaster had had enough laughter.

"Dear son, no wonder you have the confidence to do these little tricks behind Teng's back."

"You and your Shadow Shield," Ricky shook his head and sighed: "When did you start getting together with the cold-blooded king who killed his own brother?"

When did they get together?

Thales suddenly remembered that day six years ago, when he and Thelma were on the carriage of Lumba, they saw the face-to-face conversation between the Grand Duke of Black Sand and the drill.

Russell frowned fiercely.

But the guy on the side smiled broadly and showed no sign of being offended.

"As I said, I can not only provide you with the means to escape from prison," Zhuozi raised his hands and turned to face everyone in the tavern, letting them see his smile:

"It can also provide you with a way to escape the threat of the stars, and it may also be your choice to take shelter in the future. From now on, there will be no more avoidance and cover, no more hiding and running for your life, no more fear and worry."

The mercenaries began to whisper again.

Ricky murmured and repeated: "Protect, protect?"

The driller nodded.

Russell on the side solemnly adjusted his clothes.

"Once it's done," Russell said seriously:

"I promise that your Majesty's subordinates will definitely have a place for you, and with Exeter's protection and support, you will not have to fear the threats and revenge of the Kingdom of Stars, no matter how much trouble it is."

Ricky pondered for a moment.

"The premise is that we must submit to him and become Charmaine Lombard's watchdogs and sheepdogs?"

He looked straight at the drill, his smile still there, but there was an undisguised chill in his eyes.

"Tell me, Brother, at what price did you sell yourself and the Shield of Shadows?"

This was said so unceremoniously that even a person as shameless as a brat could not help but feel stiff.
To be continued...