"We can discuss what you said," Thales said bravely, "but as the first step in negotiations, I would rather see my guards healthy and safe."

The driller stared at him carefully for a long time, then smiled, very happily.

As he smiled, the assassins holding chains bound Yoder tighter.

The masked guard trembled and shook his head at Thales again.

"There is only one way to ensure his safety, Your Highness."

Perhaps he was tired of Thales' words, so the drill's smile was a little cold.

The driller narrowed his eyes into thin slits and tilted his head slightly:

"And you already know that."

Thales clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand.

Damn it!

A slippery, slippery guy, cooperation, negotiation, interests, nothing can attract his attention.

He only wants me!

I!

The driller stared at Thales closely for a long time and didn't seem to be in any hurry.

"In fact, I heard a lot about you, including your character, from Baron Russell, and he heard a lot about you from King Charmaine."

Hearing that name again, Thales suddenly felt something bad.

The driller smiled and took a step forward, looked at Yodel, and then at Thales.

"For example, you are both kind-hearted and decisive."

The driller's face moved slightly, and he gently raised the awl: "But I have always been curious, how can these two characteristics appear in the same person?"

"Well, we have a chance to verify it today."

In front of Thales's ugly face, the drill gently put the tip of the awl on the masked guard's neck and grinned.

Yoder remained motionless, his arms dripping with blood.

The assassins tightened their grip on his limbs with increasing force.

"What does this mean?" Thales' face turned pale and he spoke faster.

"Like I said, I'm a businessman."

The drill seemed helpless and spread out his left hand, but the awl in his right hand suddenly clasped Yoder's throat!

Thales couldn't help but clench his fists.

"Transactions are always consensual. Therefore, I hope to see you be quiet and willing to go with us without causing trouble, making mistakes, or playing tricks. You know, we are deeply aware of how difficult you are.

"

The driller twitched the corner of his mouth meaningfully and gestured to the silent Yoder.

"Choose, Your Highness," Daozi said with a smile on his face, but a cold light flashed in his eyes:

"Do you want the king's kindness or the king's decisiveness?"

Kindness...

Thales glanced at Yoder, who was unable to move, with a pale face.

Or decisive?

His eyes glanced at the awl pressed against the masked guard's throat.

Damn it!

In the dim firelight, Yoder shook his head imperceptibly again.

Thales looked at him bitterly.

hateful.

No.

Thales took a breath and suppressed the anger in his heart.

calm.

Calm down, Thales.

calm!

He took several deep breaths and glanced at each Shadow Assassin one after another.

They want me.

Thales repeated it subconsciously in his heart.

Want me.

I!

A few minutes later, Prince Xingchen curled his lips and smiled.

Smiling extremely confidently.

The driller looked at the prince with this appearance, wondering whether he should move the awl in his hand and urge him again.

"I'll go with you, of course there's no problem, but I have a problem."

The driller raised his eyebrows, indicating that he was willing to listen.

Thales said in a deep voice: "You don't care about me, do you?"

What?

The drill boy was slightly stunned.

"No matter what you want to get from me, wealth, secrets, chips, power, hostages or amulets... don't forget that I am the heir to the Kingdom of Stars first."

Thales turned away his eyes and spoke in the most cold and alienated manner he could think of:

"Shadow Shield, you might as well take the king's attitude and perception into consideration. Suppose you are still in that position after today, giving orders to your men. Brother, let's take a guess. After today, compared to Lumba,

Compared to my father, what kind of future will the future Thales I give you?"

Zhuozi's expression changed slightly, and his face slowly turned cold.

call.

The prince raised his sword coldly and pointed it at the drill!

"In the next few decades of my reign, what kind of future will the entire Star Kingdom give you?"

"If you really valued me, you wouldn't threaten me with the life of a guard," Thales said coldly with a tough attitude, "But you still did it, maybe because you don't care."

The driller narrowed his eyes slightly: "Your Highness, we..."

But Thales spoke very quickly and interrupted him.

Just listen to the prince calmly and steadily:

"There's only one explanation."

"Maybe you are not afraid of killing him at all, not afraid of angering me, and not afraid of the possible consequences."

Every word he said made Diaozi's brows frown more and more.

Thales looked at the extremely embarrassed Yodel from a distance.

But in his mind, he recalled the scene when he was a child, holding his scarred and dying self, walking through the rooftops, alleys, and sentry tower walls of Yongxing City.

He clenched his fists unconsciously.

"Perhaps, being loyal to me and cooperating with me is a lie," Thales sneered: "Because when you first came to me under a nice banner, you didn't even intend to let me rise to the top or be crowned.

, becoming a king will bring trouble to you, right?"

"Perhaps, after you took me away and used me, you originally planned to kill me."

Listening to Thales' words, Drill's face became even more ugly.

At that moment, Yoder's mask moved slightly, and the reflected firelight flashed on the mirror hole.

"It seems like I have no choice at all," Thales gritted his teeth and raised his sword:

"Once you kill him, you will prove your attitude."

"For my future and my throne, I have no choice but to fight to the death and fight to the death."

He looked at each assassin resolutely and coldly:

"Right?"

The dark cell suddenly became very quiet, with only the faint sounds of fighting coming from the distance.

Yoder struggled again, but the awl of the drill pressed up, preventing him from moving any further.
To be continued...