Jailer?

Thales' heart tightened, and he remembered something, and he quickly moved forward. The quick rope behind him hurriedly took the crossbow thrown by him, and he and Cannon followed awkwardly.

"It's not easy to forget that face when you took us to jail." Sak'el's voice was a little disappointed.

In front of him, the white knight's expression remained unchanged, but there was a hint of boredom in his delicate and handsome features.

"And you should be in prison," the handsome man said coldly:

"Shouldn't be here."

Sak'el shook his head and said nothing.

The surrounding cavalry were getting closer and closer, almost turning the yellow sand dunes in front of them into black, dazzling and oppressive.

The man in white turned around, the skull on his left shoulder shaking slightly.

He looked at Ricky sitting on the ground.

"Blood whistles, sword sellers."

This time, the man in white had a startling chill in his eyes:

"You shouldn't be here."

"You should be...where you should be."

The handsome man's words had a disturbing undertone.

After their identities were called out, many of the mercenaries couldn't help but swallow.

Ricky's appearance has returned to normal. He stared closely at the knight in front of him and answered respectfully:

"Sorry, sir, we are on a mission."

Ricky shrugged, his expression helpless and innocent:

"But I encountered some... accidents."

The handsome man frowned slightly:

"Your mission..."

At this moment, Thales, who had already approached and could no longer hold back, spoke loudly:

"Don't believe him! I am the second prince..."

But the next moment, Bai Ying's knight suddenly moved!

As soon as he turned his right arm, a spear tip appeared out of thin air and came towards Thales!

The boy who was thinking about how to explain it didn't even have time to react before he felt his figure sway!

"clang!"

The air blurred for a while, and the moment Thales could clearly see the scene in front of him, he was already leaning in Yodel's arms, being protected by the latter's left arm.

In front of the masked guard, the gray supreme sword could barely block the white spear tip.

Cannon and Sak'el have already touched their weapons silently, with solemn expressions, ready to take action at any time.

"Interrupt me again," the White Shadow Knight stared at Thales, with a cold murderous intent in his amber eyes, making people forget his handsome appearance for a moment:

"I'll kill you."

Thales stared blankly at the tip of the gun, which was only a few inches away from him, and was speechless for a moment.

"you can not."

Yodel shook off the opponent's spear tip, pulled up Thales, and replied coldly:

"You don't know who he is."

The White Shadow Knight withdrew his long spear, and the latter transformed into a short spear, which he thrust back into his back.

"I do not care."

Just listen to the handsome man say coldly:

"And the same goes for you, the Nameless One, regardless of your relationship with the Secret Society."

The earring in his left ear swayed slightly, still beautiful, as if he had not seen the tense scene just now.

Cannon and Sak'el, who were closest, breathed a sigh of relief.

Thales finally regained his breath, felt his heartbeat that started beating again, and looked at Yodel in surprise.

But the masked guard just shook his head and remained silent as usual.

The White Shadow Knight turns to Ricky again:

"Your mission?"

Ricky smiled.

"In progress," Crassus of the Sword of Disaster helplessly looked at the increasingly dazzling red light in the east:

"I believe you will be able to see the progress soon."

The White Shadow Knight was silent for a while, and then spoke again:

"Your accident?"

Ricky sighed.

"Please allow me to introduce you," Ricky stretched out his hand and gestured to Thales:

"This is His Highness Thales Brightstar, one of our accidents tonight..."

Ricky's expression was helpless when he said this.

There was a sudden murmur among the cavalry group that was relatively close.

The White Shadow Knight frowned, but his face looked more vivid and eye-catching as if it came out of an oil painting.

He turned his head and looked at Thales carefully.

It was probably the first time in his history that he was stared at by such a handsome man. Thales felt that his dress and appearance did not meet the standards of a "prince", and he felt a fever on his face for no reason.

The White Shadow Knight turned his head and spoke to Ricky again:

"I need an explanation..."

Thales was shocked:

"I"

But he was immediately pressed on the shoulder by Yoder and stopped talking.

"Williams doesn't like to be interrupted."

The masked guard leaned down and whispered in the young man's ear:

"And he means it."

Yodel said, adding a sentence in his heart:

No matter you are a prince or not.

Williams?

Thales was surprised for a moment.

"Oh, it's all my fault that I didn't introduce you, which caused the misunderstanding between you, Dear Your Highness Thales."

Just when Thales was searching for the memory of this name, Ricky seemed to have just come to his senses and showed an apologetic smile to Thales:

"What stands before you now is a battlefield legend in the eastern desert."

The mercenary leader stretched out his hand to gesture to the ridiculously handsome knight in front of him, and the adjectives jumped out as if they were free:

"Thunder wings on horseback."

"A ruthless killer who travels thousands of miles."

"The horrific nightmare of bastards and wild breeds."

Thales looked at the handsome knight in front of him and listened to adjectives one after another, feeling confused in his heart.

legend……

Thunder...

Killer...

Nightmare...

In contrast to the surrounding dark cavalry, the figure of the white knight looked particularly dazzling.

"...and the only owner of Blade Tooth Dune," Ricky sighed slightly, looking at the man with increasingly complicated eyes:

"Baron Roman Williams."

Roman Williams.
To be continued...