Before Thales could react, the attendants and guards behind him took a step forward without hesitation, blocking him firmly behind him.
The next moment, the friction sound of the sword being unsheathed was continuous and loud!
"Qiang!"
Huaiya unsheathed his sharp blade without hesitation, the tip of the blade pointed directly at Nicolai's throat, his gaze serious.
"Whoa!"
Rolf's only hidden sword also popped out of his sleeve, and the blade was pointed at Nikolai's heart. The upper half of his face, which was not covered by the silver mask, had an ugly expression.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
These are the white-blade guards behind Nikolai.
These tall and sturdy masked northern elites are equipped with iron-colored lightweight arm shields in their left hands, and their right hands pull out special-shaped swords from their waists. The handles are white and slender, and can be held with both hands, while the blades shine brightly.
, with graceful arcs—it really doesn’t look like the rough and powerful Northland style.
Their movements of drawing swords were neat and heavy, and their eyes outside the masks were murderous. At some point, they spread out in a semicircle, faintly surrounding them, the Star Envoy, from three sides.
The only dozen or so soldiers left in Xingchen, such as Jenard, Willow and others, did not hesitate to draw their weapons and stand on the front line of the confrontation with the White Blade Guards.
"Look at their movements and eyes... these are real elites, our royal guards are nothing more than that," Ada's voice came behind Thales's ears: "They are even higher than the troops of the Black Sand Territory.
Even if it's against the Holy Blood Corps of those vampires, it's probably not inferior."
Thales stared across from him in disbelief, staring at Nicolai with a cold smile on his face.
How is this going?
Tie yourself to Longxiao City?
It's not that he hadn't anticipated what he might encounter in Exeter... In fact, it was very normal for King Nunn, who had lost his beloved son, to be angry, sarcastic, ridiculed, or humiliated towards him, even if he was avoiding two
The Bright Star royal family and the Walton family actually have the same interests when it comes to the domestic war and curbing the ambitions of the Black Sand Territory.
But Thales never imagined that this humiliating "greeting" would begin before he arrived at Longxiao City.
Do I really want them to tie me up to Longxiao City?
If we refuse - under the moonlight, Thales stared numbly at the gleaming white-handled swords of the White Blade Guards, assessing the strength comparison between the enemy and ourselves - how will the situation develop?
"It's ridiculous!" Putilai's stern and angry voice sounded. He thought about the situation in front of him and said angrily: "Binding? No envoy from one country to another country has ever been treated like this.
It is an insult to the reputation of His Majesty Nun VII and the honor of the Kingdom of Exeter! This will not bring any glory to your Majesty!"
If he is from King Nun, he must take into account the face and dignity of King Exeter, unless...
Around them, the Exters from the Black Sand Territory were looking at everything on the scene with puzzled expressions: dozens of white-blade guards and a dozen or so Star Envoys were facing each other in a tense confrontation.
"Huh," Nicolai curled up one corner of his mouth and revealed an ominous sneer: "This will indeed not bring any honor to Your Majesty..."
"But it can make him happy and relieve his sorrow..."
"This is enough."
Putilai tightened the sword in his hand, and Thales couldn't help but frown.
The next moment, there was no command or order, but the masked soldiers of the White Blade Guard had cold eyes and all took a step closer!
"Poof!" Their steps were heavy on the snow, like a heavy hammer hitting the hearts of Star People.
Willow Ken, who was looking nervously at the enemy, shook his shoulders and was about to stab with both spears!
"Pa!" A strong hand stretched out from the side, tightly grasped the young spearman's right hand, and pressed the tip of the gun that he almost poked out.
Willow was startled, and turned around to find that it was veteran Genard.
"Steady! Don't worry about their steps, watch their shoulders!" He said calmly.
After experiencing a fierce bloody battle with the vampires in the birch forest, the private soldiers suffered heavy casualties. The seriously injured leader Jorah stayed in the fortress, while Genard, a veteran who once served as the Duke's personal guard, relied on his skills on the battlefield.
With his mature experience and gradually recovered skills, he has become the leader of this temporary team that includes a small number of Bright Star private soldiers, fortress veterans, and northern levies.
However, faced with the extremely tense atmosphere in front of him, the veteran couldn't help but break out in cold sweat.
"Is this the will and order of His Majesty Nunn?" Thales tried his best to speak calmly.
"Oh, of course." Nicolai ignored the two sword blades pointed at his throat and heart, and said gloomily: "He just didn't say it."
A second later, Nicolai's figure moved and suddenly took a step forward, walking towards Thales!
Thales was shocked!
Huaiya and Rolf gritted their teeth together, held out their weapons, and tried to force Nikolai back.
But the next moment, a cold light flashed on Nicolai's face and his figure flickered.
In the midst of the lightning and flint, the pale-faced Meteorite instantly stepped sideways into the gap between the two sword blades!
"Oh!" The single-edged sword that Wyatt cut towards his throat barely hit the white handle sticking out from behind Nikolai's shoulder, causing sparks to fly!
"Clang!" Nicolai's right hand flicked a finger lightly and flicked it on Rolf's hidden sword pointed at his heart.
At that moment, in the angry eyes of Wyatt and Rolf, Nicolai broke through their defenses without changing his expression, squeezed into the gap between them, and stretched out his left hand towards Thales!
Damn it!
Thales gritted his teeth and took a step back very quickly to avoid Nicolai's hand. At the same time, he raised his left hand and touched the dagger on his waist with his right hand, assuming an "Iron Body Style" of Northland military swordsmanship.
But he was surprised to see that at the moment he retreated, Nicolai's hand suddenly changed direction at the same time and stretched out in the direction in which he was dodging!
That wave of fluctuations rushed into Thales' brain in time, "slowing down" the scene in front of him to the maximum extent.
In Thales' field of vision, Nicolai moved slowly, like a being flashing with silver light. However, every flash of light in his body would bring about a change in Nicolai's figure.
Is this his finishing power? Thales looked tense and thought carefully.
The meteorite's body shape, movements, speed, changes, and trajectory all entered Thales's consciousness at that moment.
After a moment of estimation, a pessimistic conclusion came to Thales' mind:
No matter how he dodges... he can't avoid Nicolai's grasp.
Fortunately, there is her... Thales felt the change in the aura of the cloak behind him.
"despair!"
Nicolai's hand reached halfway when a short figure wearing a cloak grabbed his wrist.
"Be polite, kid," Ada held Nicolai's wrist tightly and said coldly: "At least say 'hello' or 'please'."
Thales took a deep breath.
Only then did Wyatt and Rolf's swords rush to catch up and rest firmly on the Faller's neck.
"Oh," Nikolai seemed slightly surprised, but he still didn't care about the two sword blades pressed against his vital points. Instead, he frowned and looked at his caught wrist, and then said to Ada with interest:
"A woman...sees through my actions?"
The dozens of white-blade guards around Nicolai didn't seem to worry about their leader who was in danger at all. They still had cold eyes and maintained the oppression of everyone in the stars with murderous intent.
"What does this mean, Lord Nicolai? This is neither in line with the conventions nor the order of King Nun..." Putilai's face turned pale: "This kind of private behavior of yours is almost the same as assassination!"
"Assassination, assassination?" Nicolai muttered this word in a low voice. He raised his head and his expression became extremely terrifying: "You mean, what you star people did to our Prince Morar in your country
matter?"
"assassinate?"
Nicolai stared at Thales with angry eyes and said word by word: "You treat His Majesty's only son, the prince of Exter, the heir of Longxiao City, and my student.
——What did you do?”
"That kind of cowardly behavior?"
Putilai was startled for a moment, but then he reacted and said without hesitation: "That is also the decision for Your Majesty Nunn!"
Damn it.
Thales gasped lightly and bit his lower lip.
He looked at Nikolai, who was being restrained by Ada and having Wyatt and Rolf's swords pressed against his throat, and secretly gritted his teeth: How should we deal with this situation...?
Forcing Nicolai to retreat?
Thales took a deep breath and raised his hands towards the pale man, indicating that he was a harmless little boy, while Nicolai gave him a malicious sneer.
"Your Excellency Viscount Cambida, and Your Excellency Lord Tuleha!" The second prince of the stars turned his head and shouted to the army of the Black Sand Territory: "Your mission of escorting me to Longxiao City has almost been completed!
I believe people will praise the Duke of Black Sand for his loyalty to His Majesty Nunn, and King Nunn will also be satisfied with your loyalty. At the same time, I am also very grateful for your escort!"
"You can leave right now!"
Thales's voice fell.
Putilai raised his eyebrows, while Nikolai was slightly startled.
Viscount Cambida, who frowned at all this from a distance, sighed deeply.
However, Kambida finally just nodded to Tuleha, who was frowning, and strode forward.
This kid.
What were they talking about?
[Your task of escorting me to Longxiao City has almost been completed]: The Black Sand Territory was responsible for my safety before I arrived at Longxiao City, but I haven’t arrived at Longxiao City yet.
[I believe people will admire the loyalty of the Grand Duke of Black Sand to His Majesty Nunn]: Everyone will know that His Majesty Nunn kidnapped the Star Prince in the army of Black Sand Territory without anyone noticing.
[And King Nun will also be satisfied with your loyalty]: Even if you obey again, the relationship between King Nun and the Black Sand Duke will not be better, and Longxiao City still regards the Black Sand Lord as a thorn in its side.
[At the same time, I am also very grateful for your escort]: An opportunity to win the friendship of the Star Prince is right in front of you.
[You can leave now]: Come up quickly and help!
"Lord Nicolai!" Viscount Cambida said while reassessing whether these words were said by the second prince of Putilai Cult: "After all, this is the camp of the Black Sand Army. We were given the gift by the Grand Duke.
In order to protect the safety of His Highness Thales, your current actions...are undoubtedly very unwise."
Nicolai shook off Ada's hand, still ignoring the blade on his neck, and said coldly to Cambida: "I thought you were also Extes."
"Of course we are Exeter people, and more importantly, we are Northlanders... and the Northlanders cherish their reputation, just like the snow eagle cherishes its wings." Cambida walked in front of Nicolai and looked at the two sides who were at war with each other.
His eyes especially paused on Thales and Putilai: "Your Majesty the Fallen Star... I believe that His Majesty Nunn did not give you the order to 'tie the prince to Longxiao City'."
Behind him, the soldiers from the Black Sand Territory slowly moved towards this side to surround him at Tuleha's signal.
Nicolai looked at Cambida steadily.
Then he gave a faint sneer.
"What if I say 'no'," the man's face turned even paler: "What are you going to do? Your Excellency the Viscount of the Black Sand Territory? Let your army kill us, His Majesty the King's personal guards?"
"Really, the warriors of the Black Sand Territory?" Nicolai glanced around, scanning the elite standing army specially allocated by the Grand Duke of the Black Sand Territory, and smiled softly.
Thales' heart sank.
Oops.
It seems that even the army of the Black Sand Territory...cannot deter Nicolai and his white-blade guards.
"This is in our camp, and there are less than a hundred of you," Tuleha came up from behind Kambida, looked at the white weapon behind Nikolai, and said with a solemn expression, "Even if you have
Soul-Severing Blade, you can only hold on for a few more minutes... You are neither Alaka Mu nor his Immovable Bow."
Thales clearly saw that the moment Nicolai heard that name, his brows moved slightly.
Cambida stared firmly in Nicolai's face: "Of course, we never want to be enemies with the famous White Blade Guards... Especially twelve years ago, we fought side by side."
"Neither you nor I can bear the responsibility for the conflict between Longxiao City and Black Sand Territory."
"The face-changing game of good guys and bad guys has long ceased to be popular," Nicolai said nonchalantly: "I said, His Majesty will settle accounts with Lombard... Before that, you'd better not mess with his guard captain.
."
Thales's heart moved.
White Blade Guards.
He remembered what Putilai had told him about Kaslan's identity.
Kaslan retired twenty years ago... so...
"Your Excellency, Lord Nicolai..."
"You know," Thales spoke slowly, attracting the attention of everyone present: "We just passed Kaslan's Hero Tavern a few days ago."
Thales noticed that as soon as he finished speaking, Nicolai's expression suddenly changed.
Even the surrounding White Blade Guards soldiers who were confronting them also had their eyes flickering.
Kaslan...it seems that the old man means something to them.
Thales nodded in his mind.
"Kaslan invited me to drink a glass of rye alcohol, a limited amount," Thales continued calmly: "He is a wise and open-minded old man... But I think you don't know him, Nicolai
Your Excellency?"
There was a complicated expression in Nicolai's eyes.
That's weird.
He impressed me deeply." Thales sighed: "The Blade Guards led by people like him must be different from yours."
Nicolai stared at him without saying a word.
The next moment, Thales gritted his teeth first, as if he had made up his mind.
Then under everyone's shocked eyes, the second prince shouted: "Starman, put down your weapons!"
Both Wyatt and Rolf looked at Thales in surprise, and even Ada said "Huh" under the cloak.
The Star People looked at the white-blade guards who were watching eagerly around them, and looked at each other in confusion, unable to believe His Highness the Prince's order.
Only Putilai was thoughtful.
Cambida and Tuleha frowned at the same time.
Nicolai stared at him with an unreadable expression.
"This is an order from your second prince, the heir to the throne of the Kingdom of Stars!" Thales repeated again with a firm expression.
Putilai was the first to put his sword back into its scabbard and take a step back.
Immediately, Jenard sheathed his sword without hesitation.
Huaiya glanced at the prince in disbelief. Under the latter's unquestionable gaze, he gritted his teeth and withdrew the sword from Nikolai's neck.
Then Rolf, then the fifth, then the sixth... until all the Starmen put away their arms.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Thales took a step forward, past the protection of Wyatt and Rolf, and walked up to Nicolai.
"You should have done this a long time ago," Nicolai lowered his head and looked at him expressionlessly: "The earlier you submit, the less pain you will have..."
"That's enough, Lord Meteorite." Thales interrupted him coldly.
"I don't know why you insist on tying me back to Longxiao City, whether it's new hatred or old hatred, whether it's Prince Morar or Prince Horace," Thales suppressed the tremor in his voice:
"But until I complete my first mission, I will only reply to King Nun - even if he decides to kill me to avenge my blood relatives, he should give me a decent death that suits my status."
Nicolai looked at the second prince of the stars in surprise.
"This will be a conversation between the future king of the stars and the current king of Exeter," Thales took a deep breath: "But before that, do you want to humiliate me who is about to talk to His Majesty Nunn?"
"There is no doubt that you not only humiliated me, but also humiliated His Majesty Nunn and tarnished his honor..."
"But I don't care!" Thales' face was serious. He turned to the White Blade Guards around him: "Go on! Soldiers of the White Blade Guards, the Dragon Guards! Kidnapped a seven-year-old child and brought him to Longxiao City..."
"I don't care about binding, humiliating, ridiculing, ridiculing, or how you tarnish someone's honor!"
"The only thing I care about is my mission, only the truth about the death of your Prince Morar, only the justice behind him, and only the war and peace between the two countries!"
"Now that I'm here, I'm prepared... Even if Nunn is a bloody butcher, a mediocre king who listens to slander, a cruel and cruel tyrant, a despicable and shameless villain, or a man who has no regard for honor.
Coward, I'm ready!"
Nicolai's expression became extremely complicated.
The soldiers of the White Blade Guard remained motionless in their eyes outside their hoods.
"In his tavern, like a real elder, Kaslan entertained me with his best wine, smiled and patted me on the shoulder, asking me to grow up faster... and at the same time told me that His Majesty Nunn was
What a good king, generous, tolerant and just, who would personally stand in front of an orc's ax for a nobody!"
"Every Northland warrior regards dying for the king as the highest honor!"
Finally, a few of the soldiers of the White Blade Guards moved slightly.
"I believe in Kaslan's honor, so I also believe in His Majesty Nunn's honor." Thales turned around, spread his hands, raised his head and stared at Nikolai calmly: "In the past few days, we
After eating the food of the Northlanders and drinking the wine of the Northlanders, according to the customs of the Northlanders, we are now guests of His Majesty Nunn, in the land under his rule."
"How His Majesty Noon treated his guests - we cannot say."
"Go on," Thales looked at Nikolai's pale face and said slowly, "Take me as your prey, tie me to Longxiao City, and give it to your Nuen King."
"Show the world what kind of king he is."
The soldiers of the White Blade Guard quickly exchanged glances, and then looked at their commander in unison.
Cambida's eyes kept switching between Thales and Putilai, thoughtfully.
Huaiya looked at the Fallen Star opposite him worriedly.
The most critical decision maker, Nicolai, slowly narrowed his eyes.
A few seconds passed.
"Tiles Bright Star," he looked at Thales and smiled faintly: "You are indeed as cunning as the rumors say, you really don't look like a seven-year-old child."
Thales was stunned.
"Put away your weapons, my brothers," Nicolai looked at Thales with a complex expression: "Let your Majesty decide how our 'guests' should belong..."
"Even if he has a deep hatred for us."
After receiving the order, the White-Blade Guards' eyes moved, and they sheathed their swords neatly.
Thales finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Also breathing a sigh of relief were everyone in Xingchen, including the two commanders of the Black Sand Territory.
At this moment.
"Alert!" Outside the camp, the soldiers of the Black Sand Territory once again shouted alarmingly.
Everyone's attention was instantly drawn outside the campsite.
Under the moonlight, new cavalry appeared in front of them, heading towards the camp.
"Your companion?" Cambida narrowed his eyes and asked Nicolai.
Nicolai did not answer him.
The sound of horse hooves came from outside the campsite.
It was a dozen cavalrymen, carrying a strange flag, slowly coming towards their camp.
It was a flag with a white background, with a curved golden ear of wheat painted on it, extending from the upper right corner to the lower left corner of the flag, crossing with a similarly golden dagger.
"Good night, everyone," a strange male voice came from afar: "Praise to the Harvest Lady and the Muhai Maiden. May they bless you with food and clothing and a prosperous life!"
Cambida took a few steps forward, looked at the Wheat Dagger flag, and frowned slowly.
"I am Lhasa Cambida, Viscount of Menton City. This is the military camp of the Grand Duke of Black Sand," Viscount Cambida said loudly: "Who is coming!"
Under the protection of more than a dozen cavalry, a middle-aged man wearing a gorgeous coat and a winter-warming hat with gems on his head, revealing a bunch of golden ponytail, slowly rode out from the crowd.
"Your Majesty, Shless Bermula, Honorary Marquis of Zenliu City," the middle-aged man stopped his horse. He took off his hat and put it on his left chest. He showed a friendly and humble smile on his face and looked at Cambida's face.
The direction bowed slightly: "Coming from the friendly and generous Alliance of Sixteen City-States of Camas, I am a member of the thirty-six seats in the United Council of Conmas."
"This trip represents the Zenliu City in the alliance as an envoy to Exeter. Hearing that His Highness the Second Prince of Stars is here, he came here specifically to visit."
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In the early morning, we headed west to Longxiao City.
This is a Far Eastern man with black hair and black eyes, about thirty or forty years old - Far Easterners age at a different rate than Ludo people and Northerners, so it is not easy to tell their age by their appearance.
He carried an everlasting lamp and walked calmly in the dark and cold underground cellar, planning to start the day's work.
But the next moment, he frowned, as if he felt something.
He stopped, in the silence and darkness, his eyes carefully scanned every corner in front of him, and his ears listened to all the movements in the cellar.
Nothing.
But he didn't let down his guard.
Because he trusts his intuition more.
Many times, danger cannot be detected with eyes and ears.
Many times, instinct is the last resort in life.
Such as now.
He gritted his teeth, frowned, and looked at the darkness beyond the light with a ferocious expression.
Just like a wolf that feels danger all the time, it sharpens its teeth and claws and is alert to the danger in the dark.
Immediately, the man from the Far East moved. He raised the lamp with one hand and held it on his waist with the other hand as he lowered himself.
He turned sideways and faced the front left, facing the wall and the darkness behind the corner.
"Who is there?" the Far Eastern man said calmly.
no answer.
"If you want to come here to steal some money, buddy," the Far Easterner said in a common language with a Northern accent, his feet moving slowly and rhythmically, "then you've come to the wrong place."
Still no answer.
The Far Easterner narrowed his eyes.
The next moment, his figure flashed!
He arrived in three steps after a dozen steps!
The people from the Far East turned the corner, and the light of the eternal lamp illuminated everything in this corner.
But the Far Easterners said "Huh" in surprise.
The corner in front of him was empty.
After a few seconds, the Far Easterners breathed a sigh of relief.
Am I too suspicious?
The Far Easterners carefully checked this corner and confirmed that there were no traces left by anyone.
He shook his head, shrugged, and patted his head.
It seems so.
I can't get rid of my old habits... As a result, I feel paranoid even when I sleep.
When a wolf is sleepless, he is a policeman - this is the first lesson his master taught him a long, long time ago after leaving him on the Beili grassland and letting him live alone for three days.
He sighed.
I really hope that one day I can have a good sleep.
Forget all the past.
The Far Easterner smiled mockingly to himself, then turned around and walked back the way he came.
The lights also turned with him.
Take a photo of another person behind you.
A person who appears suddenly.
The Far Eastern man's pupils shrank!
He instinctively raised his hands on his waist!
"Boom!"
The Far Easterners were shocked to find that their right hand holding the dagger was firmly grasped by the sudden appearance of an uninvited guest!
Unable to move.
"Long time no see, Gu."
The other party said slowly.
The Far Easterner suppressed the shock in his heart, suppressed the trembling all over his body, and suppressed the instinct to use the power of termination to break free.
He stared intently at the man who suddenly appeared.
That ordinary-looking man.
"Yeah, long time no see," Gu, a Far Easterner, replied bitterly:
"Black Sword."
Black Sword lowered Gu's wrist.
"Lance asked me to come to you." The man known as Black Sword said coldly and briefly.
It's still the same as before.
Gu inserted the dagger back into his waist and frowned.
Simple and direct.
It's chilling.
"Yes," Gu took a deep breath, eliminated all unnecessary emotions and memories, and said seriously: "I found that person."
Black Sword said nothing.
"Confirm?" After a few seconds, Heijian slowly said.
"Although I have never met him directly," Gu Shen took a deep breath, "but it should be that person. There is no mistake."
Black Sword was silent.
strangeness.
Gu An said: Why is he so calm? Shouldn't he...
"I'll come to you again in the evening and ask for details." Heijian turned around and said calmly: "I still have some things to do, so I have to find a doctor."
Come to me again?
Thinking of the other party's elusive figure, Gu couldn't help but frown.
"Okay," Gu thought of the past memories and felt a burst of irritation and panic. He said helplessly: "I have to do business first anyway."
"Business?" Heijian frowned, thinking of Gu You's stained past.
His figure disappeared into the darkness outside the light again: "What other business can you do?"
"What business?" Gu exhaled angrily. He walked to the side of the table, lifted up the oilcloth on it, revealing a boning knife and a chopping board, and then said angrily: