In the swaying carriage, Thales and Raphael sat opposite each other, speechless.

Thales looked at the secret envoy with whom he had experienced life and death in Longxiao City, recalling the last time they parted in the tunnel.

Raphael looked calm, with a smile in his dark red eyes.

Just like when we met for the first time, I was as confident as ever.

Why is he always so confident?

Then he did some messy and shameful things, and if he broke the pot, he had to have someone else wipe his ass.

Thinking of this, the young man who had just escaped from the Ballard Room felt even darker.

"Shouldn't you stay in the north and play hide-and-seek with the Fallen Stars? When did you come back?"

Unable to stand the other party's charming smile, Thales took the lead in breaking the silence.

Raphael curled his lips and looked out the window:

"recent."

Look, it's so recent.

Is there a more mysterious answer than this?

Thales coughed:

"Those who stayed in Longxiao City, Huaiya, Rolf, and Putilai..."

"Safety."

Raphael's answer was concise and his tone was tight.

Thales frowned.

"Gilbert said that he couldn't find you in the secret department in the past few years..."

"Confidentiality."

"Then you just disguised yourself and put on makeup at the imperial meeting..."

"hide."

"So why did you take me to the Kingdom's Secret Department?"

"Important matters."

After a few rounds of back and forth, Thales, who felt like he was talking to Yodel, laughed angrily and said angrily:

"Can't you say a few more words?"

Finally, Raphael turned around, with profound meaning in his red eyes:

"But it's what you said, if I say nonsense again..."

"Are you going to ask to marry Miss Miranda?"

Thales choked and sighed after a few seconds, exhausted both mentally and physically.

So stingy.

Thales waved his hand helplessly and quit the game:

"Just kidding, okay?"

Raphael smiled and leaned into the carriage easily.

"I know," he said with a satisfied look on his face.

"Me too."

Talspi curled his lips with a smile.

"Does it make sense to be so talkative?"

"It's meaningless," Raphael looked at the prince's speechless and depressed face:

"It's just fun."

Thales didn't know how to reply for a moment, so he could only sigh silently.

A few minutes later.

"Raphael, have you ever seen Miranda in the past six years?"

Raphael raised his eyebrows:

"You want to hear the truth?"

"certainly."

"Then I have to lie."

Thales took a few seconds to digest this information:

"oh."

The prince nodded:

"Then...how about meeting Cohen?"

"who is he?"

"..."

The carriage rocked for a few more minutes, and Thales sighed.

"Raphael, if you never plan to leave the secret department for the rest of your life."

The prince looked at the Bone Man seriously:

"Then what does she mean to you?"

"How are you going to face her?"

Raphael raised his red eyes: "Why do you ask so suddenly?"

"Care about the emotional life of your subordinates."

Raphael gave a sarcastic smile.

"how about you?"

He asked rhetorically:

"What does she mean to you, Your Highness?"

Thales leaned on the carriage and sighed:

"I already said I will not marry Miranda..."

But Raphael's next words made Thales stop talking:

"But I'm not talking about Miranda."

The air was quiet for a moment.

The scenery outside the window changes every inch, from city streets to country roads.

Thales remained silent.

"When you were in Longxiao City, you had a deep relationship and a close relationship."

Raphael looked towards the north and said in a brisk voice:

"Can you really let go of this feeling?"

"We'll never be strangers again?"

Thales' teeth clenched.

"Don't talk about anything else, Raphael," the prince said displeasedly:

"I have nothing to do with her."

Raphael chuckled lightly and didn't care.

"If you are destined to be the King of the Stars, Your Highness, strategizing in the Ballard Room..."

To Thales' ears, the Bone Man's words became extremely sharp:

"How are you going to face...her?"

"Facing what you like in your heart?"

Thales felt a little irritated.

"I'll only say it once, Raphael," the prince turned his head and said coldly:

"I definitely don't have that kind of relationship with her. No! Yes!"

"What kind of relationship?"

"What do you care about me?"
To be continued...