The time traveler gently snapped his fingers in his heart.

start.

"Lord Hansen," Thales said hesitantly, "I ran to Red Square Street that night, and ended up meeting a weirdo in blue in a card room."

Morat nodded, smiling and encouraging him to continue.

Partially true.

Can't lie.

Thales repeated in his heart.

"He said that there was no one around him who could talk, and he wanted me to come and see his 'chessboard'."

"After reading it, he suddenly started talking nonsense, saying that they had fought with humans but lost." Thales showed a scared expression.

Connect the partial truth with the truth that Morat knows.

You can avoid this "humanoid lie detector".

"Then, he went crazy and wanted to crush me into a ball!" Thales trembled and shuddered.

"Kid, it's okay, you are safe - and what next?" Morat looked at him comfortingly and encouraged the boy in front of him to continue.

"I felt so scared and uncomfortable. I couldn't breathe." Thales' memory returned to that night in Hongfang Street. The feeling of suffocation was as real as experiencing it again.

So far, he has not lied - Morat feels Thales's emotions.

It is indeed not easy for this child to have experienced something like that and survive such a disaster.

Thales shrank and crossed his arms.

"Finally I vaguely heard him saying that he had found someone who was 'out of control' - and after the End War, there were fewer and fewer of them."

Morat's expression finally became solemn.

out of control?

It seems that the new magician is only in the first stage and has not yet...

"Who?" Black Prophet asked solemnly: "Child, did he say it? Who is the 'out of control' person?"

Thales trembled and shook his head: "That weirdo didn't say - he just said proudly that he would guide that person, and that person couldn't refuse him!"

"Then Yodel showed up and stabbed him."

Morat exhaled, and in front of his eyes was a triumphant madman talking to himself before killing someone.

It seems Yodel has nothing to hide.

Morat exhaled from his nose, and his wrinkled ugly face twitched slightly.

Thales breathed out softly.

Part of the truth - it seems that I got through it, no, the drama must go on.

"——But Yoder said that he will not die and will come back in more than ten years." Thales added tremblingly.

"Lord Hanson, they say you know best, is that true? Will the weirdo come back?"

Morat was worried. At this time, he nodded perfunctorily: "Yes, the Supreme Sword is not complete and can only seal the magician for a short period of time."

"But please don't worry, the Kingdom's Secret Department will not let him get close to you." Black Prophet frowned, and his mind had already flown outside the Mindis Hall.

The purpose of tonight has been achieved.

1. Confirmed the news of the Air Magician from Yodel, and obtained an additional reward - the existence of the new Magician.

Second, I met the future successor of Xingchen with my own eyes.

Third, it left a profound impression on him that he at this age will never forget.

"Thank you for your candor and cooperation," Morat bowed deeply. When he raised his head, his eyes were serious and serious: "Please be prepared."

be prepared?

Thales was a little confused.

Morat took a deep look at him and nodded: "The time is a bit difficult to control, but I have a hunch that it will be soon."

His cold, hoarse but old and solemn voice echoed in the noble banquet hall:

"Your Highness Thales."

The time traveler opened his mouth wide and was shocked!

Your Highness...Your Highness?

so……

But Morat had no intention of explaining. He waved his black robe and turned around to leave.

"Thum-thum-thum!" The sound of the crutches hitting the ground sounded rhythmically.

Thales finally came back to his senses.

"Wait! Lord Hansen!" He stood up from his chair and shouted at the back of the Black Prophet: "The three children in District XC, and the news about the bartender..."

"They are still alive. It seems that someone is protecting them in the Brotherhood." Morat kept walking and said without looking back.

He has more important things to do.

"But, can you tell me--" Thales took two steps forward and spoke anxiously. He wanted to know more details.

"They are all my friends-"

"Child!" Morat's voice suddenly rose, causing Thales to stop in his tracks.

"You are not a king, not even a prince! Bloodline of the Bright Star!"

"When you become the heir to the stars, when you become strong enough, let's talk about protecting them - otherwise, these past events will one day become your weakness." The Black Prophet approached the door, and an old voice sounded,

Seems full of - resentment?

"And my sixty years of experience in the secret service tell me - the only way to avoid letting the enemy smell your weaknesses." Morat stopped and turned around with a ferocious smile.

Thales was shocked.

"That is to eliminate every weakness in the body," Morat slowly raised his hand, and gently squeezed his fist with a smile full of wrinkles: "completely eliminate it."

"Do you understand? It's not His Highness's... His Highness Thales?"

Thales looked at him blankly.

Morat turned around again and patted the door.

The guards outside the door neatly opened the door, revealing the anxious figures of Gilbert and Jinnie outside, while the masked guard Yodel stood alone on the other side.

The first two looked over anxiously, and Jinni even ignored Morat and strode across the hall rudely towards Thales.

"Don't worry, three of you," Morat chuckled and tapped the ground: "Xingchen has an excellent successor."

"One day, the secret science of the kingdom will become his arm and be used by him."

Gilbert frowned and watched the Black Prophet in front of him limping past him.

"Lord Hanson!"

At this moment, Thales in the hall suddenly spoke!

"What about you? Have you eliminated your weaknesses?"

Morat was startled. He raised his head and looked at the little boy on the other side of the hall.

At that moment, Thales suddenly felt that there was an inexplicable emotion flowing through the unkind Black Prophet.

"Of course," under the eyes of everyone, Black Prophet Morat Hansen said decisively:

"Through it all, leave no one behind."

Then he left Mindis Hall.

Only Yoder on the side clenched his fists unknown to anyone.

"Ms. Jini, Mr. Gilbert, I'm fine!" He smiled and shook his head at Jini and Gilbert who were asking anxiously. Thales turned to Yodel and said seriously: "Speaking of which, there is something I

Gotta do it first.”

Under Gilbert's frown and Jinnie's surprised gaze, the seven-year-old boy stretched out his right hand towards the masked guard who had just left and returned.

"Yordel! I need your protection," Thales said firmly.

"Please escort me to Ms. Serena Corleone's room."

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"No heir?"

"These words are quite appropriate to come from the mouth of you who only have one daughter." His Majesty Kaiser put his arms on the table and exhaled softly.

"I traveled two days and two nights - almost only a few minutes behind the messenger crow - not to mock each other with you, Kai." Val also spoke in a bad tone, full of the unique frankness and roughness of a warrior:

"Although I'd love to see you roll off that damn throne."
To be continued...