Under the bright sky, "Meteor" Nikolai supported the seriously injured veteran Grivet and stood in the ruins of the Shield Zone.
His face was expressionless as he looked at the people surrounding him - more than a dozen groups of heavily armed patrol soldiers.
"What's wrong?" Grieve asked the Faller impatiently: "It's just a patrol."
"It's nothing," Nicolai's sharp eyes swept over the patrol in front of him, his pupils narrowed: "It's just a little strange."
Grivet frowned: "Strange?"
"Yes, His Majesty's order," the Fallen Starman said doubtfully: "It stands to reason that except for the White Blade Guards, all armies are not allowed to approach the shield area..."
At this moment, a rich male voice came from the patrol group:
"Is it Lord Nicolai?"
The soldiers holding the torches made way for a passage, and a middle-aged man wearing a thick and gorgeous winter coat with eight braids in his hair appeared in front of them, holding a long sword on his waist.
The moment he saw this middle-aged man, Grivet, who was being supported, was slightly startled:
"Urad?"
Griwal's eyes showed surprise: "Is it you?"
Nicolai's heart moved.
Urad?
He is the order officer who manages the Sword District Market, and he is also a big boss among the underground forces in Longxiao City, comparable to Grievor.
The person in charge of the underground black market trading in Longxiao City.
Just why...
"I am Serui Nicolai, the commander of the White Blade Guards," Nicolai said calmly: "Has His Majesty ordered the lifting of martial law?"
But before the other party could reply, a beam of red fire suddenly rose in the sky in the distance!
Nicolai was shocked!
"Wait a minute, I recognize this," Grivet looked at the fireworks in the sky thoughtfully: "Fourteen years ago on the deep valley battlefield, when Prince Suril's troops were bitten by the white elves, you also shot
After a while..."
Nicolai's face looked very ugly.
Of course, because that's...
That is……
Signal Bolt of the White Blade Guard.
The highest level - urgent help!
Just as the Fallen Starman was about to speak, the man leading the patrol in front of him spoke first.
"As you can see!"
"His Majesty has not yet ordered the lifting of martial law, but we have to disobey the order and come here."
The man with eight braids - Urad's expression was very bad. He saluted hurriedly to Nikolai and said anxiously: "Please come with me as soon as possible, we need to get to His Majesty the King immediately!
"
Nicolai's expression changed: "What happened?"
Grivet narrowed his eyes solemnly. He is also a boss of the underground forces, and he knows more about Urad than Nikolai:
"Urad, you..." the lame veteran asked calmly: "Did you learn anything from your channels?"
Urad nodded, exhaled, and said with an ugly expression:
"The underground news I just received..."
"We have reason to believe that tonight, an enemy took advantage of the chaos and sneaked into Longxiao City!"
Nicolai was startled and looked at Griveaux.
Ulad looked anxious, and heard the man with braids nervously say:
"They... are trying to assassinate His Majesty!"
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Thales clutched the little slippery head that was almost stunned, and trembled his lips.
For several minutes, he blinked desperately, looking at the old body in front of him, doubting whether everything in front of him was real.
That scary old man.
Exeter, who combines heroism, grandeur, majesty, ferocity, and scheming, became the king...
"The Born King" Nun Walton VII.
Just die?
Thales stood blankly, watching the soldiers of the White Blade Guard tremblingly covering the king's body.
Red fireworks rose overhead.
"The emergency signal has been sent," the senior swordsman guard who had just recognized the assassin said dumbly. He withdrew his crossbow pointing towards the sky and looked at the old king's dismembered body with a gloomy face: "The leader and other swordsmen
Brothers will be here soon, come here..."
He was choked up and couldn't speak any more, so he had to turn his head, not daring to look at the king lying on the ground.
"White blade, white blade shame," another young soldier, covering his wound and kneeling in front of the body of a brother, gritted his teeth and sobbed, said tremblingly: "Your Majesty... right under our eyes... we are all incompetent sinners.
……sinner……"
"It's not over yet!" A guard standing on the other side held down the white-handled scimitar in his hand. His eyes were full of anger, anger, and hatred, "We still have tasks... His Majesty's bloodline still needs us.
protection... after this..."
Bearing the gazes of more than a dozen white-blade guards, the little slipper bit his lower lip and whimpered with a pale face.
"Who is that?"
Thales looked at the short knife on the ground, still stained with the king's wet blood, and asked in a daze: "That assassin?"
The soldiers' eyes all moved towards the Star Prince, many of them with anger and accusation in their eyes.
"You should be more familiar with him than we are," the senior guard replied to Thales in a low voice: "That's the little Sariton from 'Flower of the Assassin'."
"Bananet, known as the 'Locust Blade'."
Thales calmly touched the jc dagger on his waist.
The senior guard glanced at Thales with deep meaning: "Twelve years ago, his brother killed another king named Canxing."
Thales subconsciously took a deep breath.
A few minutes later, after sending out signal crossbows, they finally waited for rescue.
Uniform footsteps sounded, and countless soldiers came to them.
That was the patrol team from Longxiao City—a total of two to three hundred people.
Thales raised his eyebrows.
Somewhat strange.
The White Blade Guards all frowned and looked at the soldiers who came in front of them.
"Why patrol!"
The senior White Blade Guard yelled at the soldiers in front of him: "Where are the White Blade Guards?"
"Sir, we saw your signal, so we came here in a hurry," a patrol soldier who looked like an order officer said worriedly: "I didn't meet anyone else on the road - what happened? Is there anything we can help you with?"
"
The senior white-blade guard looked at each other and one of his companions, and said slowly: "Your Majesty is injured and needs medical treatment."
Thales was startled, and he turned to look at the body of King Nun, which was tightly surrounded by the White Blade Guards.
What?
Could it be that……
"What? Where is your Majesty? Does it matter?" The order officer's expression changed, "Sir... please come with us immediately. We can escort you back to the Palace of Heroes."
He waved his hand, and soldiers on patrol immediately approached from both sides.
However.
"Shua!" "Clang!" "Clang!"
The dozen or so warriors of the White Blade Guard looked fierce, and they all drew their swords without any warning but without hesitation!
The blade was pointed straight at all the patrol members trying to get closer, with an astonishing momentum.
The movements are neat and neat, just like a person.
The little slipper trembled and looked at Thales in surprise.
Thales pressed her hand back calmly.
calm.
He indicated with his eyes.
"Sir?" The order officer of the patrol team looked shocked and confused: "What are you..."
The senior guard interrupted him.
"If I really agree to your escort and go to your team," the soldier of the White Blade Guards said coldly, "I'm afraid we will be surrounded."
The order officer looked stunned: "Sir, I don't understand..."
"Before I joined the White Blade Guards, I also worked in the patrol team of Longxiao City for a period of time," the negotiating White Blade Guards said coldly: "Later, I offended Ulad, and was forced to go to the front line as a conscript and fight.
It was a great battle, but Kaslan was chosen in the end."
The order officer frowned.
The senior white-blade guard stared at the patrols forming in front of him, glanced at their palms that were always pressed next to their weapons, looked into their calm eyes, and said with a stern expression: "Why don't I remember, we
The patrol team has become so elite, powerful and outstanding?”
Thales was shocked when he heard this.
So to say……
The way he looked at the patrols was different.
The order officer pursed his lips, seeming to be thinking deeply about the other person's words.
Another soldier from the White Blade Guard nodded and said solemnly: "It can be seen that the elite is even comparable to a standing army that trains three times a year - you are not the soldiers near Longxiao City!"
The order officer suddenly smiled.
"Sir, this is Longxiao City. The quality of the soldiers recruited is the best in the Western Continent." He shook his head.
"Please don't doubt our strength because of past experiences," the Order Officer spread out his hands, his face full of helplessness and anxiety: "Besides, can there be troops from outside that can come without anyone noticing?
Longxiao City?"
Upon hearing this, Thales was stunned for a few seconds.
It seems like something... slipped through?
The next moment, he was shaken all over!
The White Blade Guards exchanged glances with each other, and the senior veteran slowly spoke out: "No matter what, we must wait until our colleagues from the White Blade Guards arrive."
"With all due respect, on my way here just now, I saw a lot of corpses of the White Blade Guards. I'm afraid it will be difficult for them to come here in an organized manner." In the astonished eyes of the White Blade Guards, the Order Officer sighed: "
If His Majesty's injury cannot be delayed - we can only escort you from the outside and not get close to you..."
"No!"
A childish voice sounded.
Everyone's eyes moved slightly and turned to the boy who made the noise.
The prince who only sees the stars, Thales clenched his fists.
Thales gasped, and at that moment, a string seemed to suddenly open in his mind.
He figured something out.
"Don't believe them!" Thales gritted his teeth and spoke tremblingly under the strange and frightened eyes of the little slippery man:
"There is indeed a group of elite foreign troops stationed near Longxiao City."
The White Blade Guards frowned.
Thales calmed his breathing and thought about some things. He tried his best to speak calmly:
"A group of elite standing troops who can come to Longxiao City openly and justly..."
"You are that army."
The order officer frowned again and looked at the prince who spoke.
At this time, a burst of loud applause sounded from the crowd.
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Two blocks away, several people from the stars were tensely confronting each other.
The second prince's attendant, Wyatt struggled to hold up his single-edged sword and wrestle with Miranda's long sword.
Waiya trembled and looked to the other side: Rolf, who had a broken hand, had been easily defeated by vigilance officer Cohen.
The prince's attendants shouted: "Don't kill him! We mean no harm!"
"No malice?" Opposite Wyatt, Miranda held a sword in one hand and suppressed the attendants with sharp eyes: "You were the one who made the first move!"
"I don't know why!" Wyatt shouted anxiously: "But Rolf... this superpower belongs to His Highness Thales!"
"Tiles? Are you talking about His Highness the Prince?" Cohen's face was solemn and solemn. He held the sword in one hand and Rolf in the other. Looking at his sad and angry eyes, he shook his head: "Just this little gangster?
"
"That's right!" Huaiya defended nervously: "We are both members of the Star Mission, Miss Miranda. We met in Broken Dragon Fortress, didn't we?"
Cohen raised his eyebrows and turned to his female companion.
"I know that you are the son of Count Gilbert Castle and the prince's attendant." Miranda said calmly.
"But why are you here? In the most dangerous place in Longxiao City?" Miranda looked at the surrounding ruins with clear eyes, then looked at Huaiya and Rolf, her expressions full of doubt: "Not in the Palace of Heroes
Here, stay by the prince's side on this night of disaster?"
"Isn't it too suspicious?"
Huaiya gritted his teeth and felt that his opponent's sword edge was pressing on the part of his sword that was least suitable for exerting force, which was extremely uncomfortable.
The prince disappeared in the enemy's capital...
This kind of thing...
"I have no obligation to answer you!"
The attendant stubbornly shook his head: "The prince has been on a dangerous journey in Exeter, and you - two heirs of a great aristocracy with outstanding skills, sensitive identities, and quite a grudge against the royal family, but you appear here for no reason - is it not more...
Is it suspicious?"
"Suspicious?" Cohen snorted.
"Then how do you explain this?" He held up Rolf's collar and said coldly, ignoring the other person's hateful eyes: "I remember his nickname - Sui Feng Ghost, a scumbag from the Blood Bottle Gang.
A few dozen days ago, he was killing people on the streets of Yongxing City, why did he suddenly become the prince's personal attendant?"
Huaiya was choked with words.
"Don't try to lie to me," Cohen showed his true colors as a security officer and frowned: "You know, I was the one who crushed his throat!"
Rolf's eyes were on fire, he felt his numb arms and took a deep breath.
No.
you are not……
Not this green one!
But that woman...
That Sarriton woman with the double sword!
Huaiya felt a splitting headache: "How do I know what this bastard did in the past!"
He took a step forward against Miranda's sword and roared: "But he is my companion now!"
Cohen and Miranda exchanged a look.
Wyatt resisted Miranda's sword with all his strength, but out of thin air he had the illusion that he was not strong enough for her.
Damn it.
Every move and every move was eaten to death by her!
Miranda Arrender, the last top seed - is she really as perverted as the legend in the tower says?
Huaiya gritted his teeth, and a burst of finishing power surged into his arms, making him feel a slight sting. At the same time, he moved his sword and blocked Miranda desperately.
The female swordsman held the sword with one hand and cleverly turned the sword's edge to release the opponent's strength.
This time, it was Miranda's turn to change her expression!
This is……
She gritted her teeth slightly.
"You have good swordsmanship and great intuition."
"It should be more suitable for a finishing power like the sword-washing sword," Miranda took a step back and narrowed her eyes slightly: "But your current finishing power can make the opponent feel stinging during the battle..."
"Wya Castle," Miss Arend said with vigilance on her face, "this strange power of termination - what is your relationship with the Sword of Disaster?"
At this moment, even Cohen's expression changed dramatically!
Huaiya was stunned.
"Strange power of termination?" Huaiya shook his head in confusion, "What I learned is the 'No Return' taught by Teacher Shatil! It's her..."
"Shut up," Miranda said with a cold face:
"Daphne Chatiel, one of the eight ultimate inheritors of the Tower of the End, is my teacher!"
The female swordsman threw away her sword and tucked the ponytail behind her head into her collar. Cohen knew that this was a sign that she was going to be serious. She said seriously: "And I have never heard anything about 'no reply' from her."
Zhifeng'!"
Huaiya's expression changed.
"This is the recently developed power of termination... You have all graduated five or six years ago..." he said anxiously.
But the blond vigilance officer interrupted him: "Recently developed? I'm afraid this is the power of the Sword of Disaster!"
Huaiya frowned tightly: These stubborn guys!
Cohen's eyes were terrifying, and he said seriously: "Could it be said... that you were also part of their plan to assassinate the prince? Were you their internal agent? The prince's attendant?"
Huaiya only felt that his head was as big as a bucket.
"Let me say it again, Rolf and I both bear the important responsibility entrusted by His Highness Thales personally, and what you are doing at this moment," the confused Huai Ya once again raised his hand, with a tone of voice.
Angry: "It's a betrayal of the stars!"
"A heavy responsibility entrusted to a seven-year-old child?"
"Although I know that our Highness is very smart," Cohen said coldly, "but there must be a limit to lies."
The finishing power surged from his left hand, and Rolf, who had lost the power to resist, was thrown out!
"boom!"
The ghosts following the wind smashed into the ruins, bringing up countless smoke and dust.
Rolf was motionless, as if he had lost consciousness.
"You——" Huaiya scolded angrily.
But Miranda's sword was already attacking him in an erratic way!
"clang!"
The woman's long sword hit the hilt of Wyatt's sword just right, causing the latter to take two steps back with difficulty as his old injury had not yet healed.
"Tell me clearly your mission - or your relationship with the Sword of Disaster, and what you plan to do to the prince, Attendant Casso." Miranda said bluntly.
Huaiya put one hand on the ground, looked at Rolf who disappeared into the ruins and became silent again, and shouted angrily and sadly:
"Damn it, you were wrong from the beginning - I am not a sword of disaster at all! I have never done anything detrimental to the prince!"
Huaiya gasped rapidly and clutched his shoulders - the wounds torn open by the vampires were a little cracked.
Miranda's face changed slightly when she heard this.
Cohen frowned and strode towards Huaiya: "We have met your companions in Longxiao City... Just a little test..."
But the security officer had only taken two steps when he was suddenly stopped by Miranda with his hand!
"Miranda?" Cohen looked at his companion's movements in surprise: "How did you..."
"Wait!" Miranda's face turned pale, as if she had thought of something.
The expression of the female swordsman changed several times.
A few seconds later, Miranda trembled all over!
Cohen looked at his companion worriedly: "Miranda?"
"Cohen," Miranda's breathing became more and more intense. She frowned and looked at the angry Wyatt on the ground: "What he just said..."
"From the assassination of Prince Thales in front of the fortress, to the rumors about Longxiao City, the news that Gu sold us, the reactions of the two Swords of Disaster, and Raphael's words...if these clues are all connected together,
I suddenly figured it out..."
Cohen narrowed his eyes in confusion: "What? What do you want to understand?"
Miranda stared at the angry Huaiya and spoke with difficulty: "What he just said reminded me - he is not a sword of disaster, and he has never harmed the prince... If it is true..."
"What do you mean?" Cohen scratched his head: "You mean, what this kid said is true?"
"It's not just this kid," Miranda's speaking speed increased uncontrollably, and Cohen could clearly hear the tension in her words: "It's everything in Longxiao City!"
Huaiya looked at the two star noble family members in front of him in confusion.
The female swordsman's face was filled with rare solemnity: "The Sword of Disaster exposed itself by assassinating the prince, so we came to investigate..."
Her words began to tremble: "But if, if there is no Sword of Disaster in Longxiao City, and the Sword of Disaster has never harmed the prince..."
"What are you talking about?" Cohen shook his head and interrupted her: "We have seen them, the pair of master and apprentice in the alley - the power of termination cannot fool anyone."
"No, you don't understand! What we saw was the real Sword of Disaster," Miranda squeezed the sword tighter and tighter, her face getting paler: "But it was not the Sword of Disaster we were looking for in the first place!"
"The Sword of Disaster you were looking for at the beginning?" Cohen showed a thoughtful expression: "You mean..."
"Think about it, what happened that led Tali to ask us to find the Sword of Disaster?" Miranda turned her head and stared at Cohen.
"What happened?" Cohen narrowed his eyes and recalled the past: "While tracing the truth about the assassination of the prince, Croash encountered an ambush from the Sword of Disaster, and his right hand was crippled..."
At this moment.
Miranda and Cohen's expressions changed dramatically at the same time. They turned around as quickly as possible, back to back, and looked up around them.
"Someone is approaching!"
Huaiya supported himself with his sword, feeling the feedback from the Point of No Return, and said with difficulty: "There is murderous intent from all directions - we are surrounded!"
Neat and powerful footsteps sounded without any delay.
One by one, fierce and tough figures appeared from behind the ruins.
Soon, Miranda and Cohen watched with ugly expressions as groups of soldiers in Longxiao City patrol uniforms poured into this small ruins from all directions.
There were more than a hundred people, completely surrounding them.
Huaiya looked at these cold-faced, heavily armed soldiers in astonishment. Looking at their murderous looks, he felt uneasy in his heart.
When did they...
"They are all good players. They have killed people and seen blood. They have no good intentions." Miranda glanced at the cold eyes of the soldiers and said softly.
"Why didn't we notice anything?" Cohen looked at the more than a hundred elite soldiers with a heavy heart, raising his swords vigilantly.
"First, we have spent all our energy fighting against these two people," Miranda replied steadily with a calm face: "Second, these people are elites, not ordinary patrols."
The soldiers who surrounded them slowly moved, separated on both sides, and made way for one person.
"Third," Miranda stared at the figure slowly walking out of the crowd, her face as cold as ever: "Their commander, for us - whether it is the hidden skills of the Terminator Tower or our personal habits, or...
Our whereabouts these days..."
"It's all too familiar."
The figure emerged from the crowd and stood at the front of the line.
Huaiya stared at the visitor without knowing why.
Miranda lowered her eyes and sighed deeply.
With the light of the rising sun, Cohen could clearly see the person who came before him - a swordsman wearing gray armor with a sword at his waist.
His mouth opened wide in shock and his eyes widened.
Cohen blinked in disbelief.
That is……
They had just met before...
"K...Cloësh?"
Cohen's face was full of surprise. He recognized this female swordsman who was also a seed at the same time in the Termination Tower.
"Shouldn't you..." The sword in the vigilance officer's hand trembled, and his eyes unconsciously fell on the right hand of the short-haired female swordsman.
His words stopped.
That right hand.
Croash's sword-wielding hand, which should have been destroyed by the Sword of Disaster, was wrapped tightly in a bandage just one day ago.
At this moment, it was firmly pressed on the sword on his waist.
Fidgeting with his fingers flexibly.
"So this is the truth?" Miranda looked at Chloe, who had a calm face, and her voice was filled with deep exhaustion - and disappointment.
But the new girl, Chloe, had no intention of reminiscing with them.
She just stared at the two contemporaries coldly, as if they had never known each other.
"In the name of Exeter!" Croache shouted.
Cohen and Miranda both shuddered.
coming.
The truth of the matter.
At the same time as their terminal tower, the female swordsman Chloe Melk, who was supposed to be lying on the bed, gently stroked the short hair on her head, and held the hilt of the sword at her waist with a cold expression:
"Miranda Allender, Cohen Karabiyan," Kroesh swept away the expression of despair and despair a day ago, cast a pair of shrewd and sharp eyes at his two contemporaries, and spoke in a cold tone without any emotion.
Hesitantly said:
"Because he was suspected of sneaking into Longxiao City secretly..."
Cohen and Miranda's hearts sank.
The girl in military uniform continued: "Conspired together with the Star Mission to harm the Grand Duke of Fengzhao City, His Excellency Conkley Perfitt..."
Huaiya's expression changed drastically in an instant.
"As well as the assassination of the King of Gongju, His Majesty Noon Walton..."
At this moment, all three star people in the field were shocked!
What?
Chloe's emotionless words continued:
"Conspiracy to stage a coup at Exeter..."
"You are under arrest!"
After Chloe finished speaking, she looked at them coldly.
Every time she said something, Cohen and Miranda turned pale.
Huaiya bit her lip tightly.
Miranda quietly looked at her colleague who was training under the same teacher, with a complicated expression on her face.
Cohen's eyes widened and he kept shaking his head, as if he still couldn't believe what he was seeing.
"Put down your weapons and capture them without mercy," Croache, who was standing in front of more than a hundred soldiers, had an unchanged expression. He quickly picked up his sword in his hand and said in a cold voice:
"Death to those who resist."
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"He is worthy of being one of the only White Blade Guards in a thousand." Amidst the applause, a rugged middle-aged nobleman in military uniform separated the crowd and stood in front of Thales and the White Blade Guards. "Such a shrewd and vigilant man, he deserves the title of Dragon Guard."
The White Blade Guards all frowned and exchanged surprised looks.
But no one was as shocked as Star Prince.
"you."
Thales tried his best to control his breathing.
He raised his gaze and looked directly at the man standing in the crowd.
That strange yet familiar person.
The mood is complex and subtle.
This result is both unexpected and irrefutable.
"It's you."
Thales took a deep breath and unconsciously clenched Little Slippery's hand.
The girl looked at him worriedly.
"It was you who, from the beginning, deliberately transported the army to the vicinity of Longxiao City in the name of escorting me."
"I will sneak in secretly and hide in darkness."
Thales only felt that his throat was dry and hoarse, and he struggled to say:
"It's just for this moment."
The rugged noble opposite sneered disdainfully, but there was no expression on his cold face.
"And just now, the person who hired the assassin," Thales turned around with numbness, looked at King Nun who had been dead for a long time, closed his eyes with difficulty and said, "It must be you too."
The breathing of the White Blade Guards gradually became heavier.
The other party was silent, holding a worn old sword sheath on his waist, and said nothing.
"Is it."
Thales opened his eyes and stared at the person in front of him.
The other party still didn't say a word.
Until the Star Prince took a deep breath, and in the midst of confusion and pain, he spat out the other party's name word by word:
"Dear Duke Heisha..."
"His Excellency Charmaine Lombard?"
The rugged nobleman in military uniform—the Grand Duke of Lombard moved his eyes, cast a sharp gaze, and looked directly at Thales.
Thales felt extremely cold in his heart.
There was silence.
The eyes of the White Blade Guards were full of anger and hatred.
The eyes of the troops led by Heisha were full of indifference and murderous intent.
Until the deep and thick voice of the rugged middle-aged aristocrat Charmaine Lombard sounded like thunder.
"What a pity," the Grand Duke of Black Sand raised his brows and said coldly: "Why did the great born king, His Majesty Nun Walton, pass away unexpectedly tonight?"
"He should stay well in the Palace of Heroes."
Thales clenched his fists, and he felt that the little slippery head was starting to tremble again.
"You know, he is my mother's brother and my relative."
Lumba narrowed his eyes, walked to a place only two meters away from them, and looked at the corner that was tightly surrounded by the angry white-blade guards.
"Losing a loved one - that makes me very sad."
Charmaine Lombard coldly took out his sword from the worn old scabbard at his waist.
"Whoa!"
The sword that he personally put into his brother's chest in a duel.
The "Order Officer" looked at the Grand Duke's movements and waved gently.
The already tense atmosphere seemed to be instantly ignited.
"puff!"
The soldiers in the first row of Heisha took a murderous step forward.
Although the White Blade Guards were few in number, they all hunkered down without showing any signs of weakness, with their long swords resting on the arm shields of their left hands.
"Stand back, traitors of the Black Sand Territory," the senior White Blade Guard warned coldly: "Otherwise you will taste the wrath of the White Blade."
However, the soldiers in the Black Sand Territory remained unmoved.
"Okay," the leader who looked like an order officer chuckled, "We have been looking forward to it for a long time, lords of the royal capital."
The atmosphere is getting more and more tense.
"Can we talk, Your Excellency?"
Thales exhaled and looked at the Grand Duke of Lombard with a complex expression, looking at the huge disparity in the number of people in the field: "About tonight's matter... maybe there are other ways to solve it."
Charmaine Lombard turned his head slightly.
He looked at the Star Prince indifferently, without any fluctuation in his eyes.
It's like looking at a corpse.
"Have you forgotten, His Highness Thales?" Grand Duke Lombard raised his eyebrows, his face seemed to be covered with ice that would not melt: "It's not that I haven't talked to you before."
Little Slippery hid behind Thales in fear.
"Unfortunately……"
The second prince frowned and looked at the other party in disbelief.
He remembered their first meeting.
Lumba's face remained calm, he slowly shook his head and said, "Children can't drink."
well.
Thales closed his eyes and exhaled softly.
Damn it.
The next second, Duke Heisha gently pressed his sword and exhaled, with a bottomless coldness in his eyes.
"Move swiftly," the Grand Duke commanded his troops expressionlessly: "Leave no one alive."