Under the dim light of the eternal lamp, the soldiers roughly escorted Thales and Little Slippery, who had their hands tied behind their backs, into the cell next to Cohen.
Listening to the sound of the thick iron door being locked, Thales whispered a few words of comfort to Liushenwuzhu's little slippery head, then turned his head and looked around through the fence.
Prison cell, why do you feel that I have a special connection with this place?
There were only three prisoners bound - Huaiya, and a man and a woman hidden in the darkness, all of whom stared at Thales in disbelief.
However, there were six guards. They stared at the prisoners in the cell with ferocious expressions and extreme vigilance.
Thales squeezed the hand behind his back slightly, feeling sad: his dagger was taken away.
He gave up the only drier corner in the cell to Little Slippery, and leaned against the wall, sitting down on the damp and dirty ground.
"Why are you here, Waia?" Thales looked carefully at the young man in the cell opposite him, and asked solemnly: "Where are Putilai, Rolf, and the other people in the mission?
?”
Could it be that all of them...
Huaiya's face darkened.
"The mute, Lord Ada, and some soldiers were sent out to search for you, Your Highness," the prince's attendant's face was full of scratches and bruises, and his clothes were damaged. "As for Mr. Putilai,
They should still be waiting for news from us in the Palace of Heroes."
Thales frowned and began to think.
"No talking," a tall guard who looked like a leader walked to their cell with his sword in hand and said in a bad tone, "Do you want me to teach you how to shut up?"
Huaiya looked at him angrily, gritting his teeth.
Thales ignored him and saw the second prince raised his head and continued to ask: "Then how did you get caught..."
Wyatt was about to answer, but he was interrupted.
"Qiang!"
Amidst the harsh sound of metal friction, the guard unceremoniously pulled out a section of the sword blade.
He held the hilt of the sword at his waist and interrupted Thales coldly: "Kid, I warned you..."
"No talking!"
Little Slippery's face turned pale with fright. She moved behind Thales and pushed the prince's back with her shoulder, signaling him to stop talking.
Thales sighed.
He slowly stood up from the wall and looked directly at the guard.
"Exeter?"
The tall guard was slightly startled:
"What?"
Thales looked at the leader-looking guard calmly, as if he wanted to see through his eyes.
"I'm asking you," the second prince said calmly: "Are you from Exeter, soldier?"
The guard in patrol uniform frowned.
"You were sent to guard me," Thales shook his head slowly and looked around at the surrounding soldiers: "So, you are insiders?"
"Including leaving no escape route, regardless of sacrifice, trekking all the way from the Black Sand Territory to come here at any cost, and following Lumba to kill your king?"
The other five guards heard this and couldn't help but turn their heads and look over with different expressions.
The guard who looked like a leader suddenly turned a little ugly.
"Kill the king?"
The prisoner in the next cell, a blond young man, opened his mouth in surprise: "So what Croash said is true..."
"Shut up, Cohen." A young girl in the cell opposite interrupted him coldly.
When Thales heard a familiar female voice, his heart moved and he looked at the young girl.
she is……
The atmosphere in the cell became solemn.
"You," the guard leader said with a sullen face, his eyes full of complex emotions and his brows twitching: "You don't know anything, kid."
"But you know it yourself," Thales stared straight into his eyes without flinching: "When you picked up your weapons and walked into Longxiao City, when you saw the king's body, you felt so at ease.
, no obstacles?”
The two guards looked hesitant and turned their heads one after another, no longer looking this way.
"That's enough, you self-righteous prince," the guard leader noticed the actions of his subordinates. His face changed and he struggled a little: "If you think that we will..."
"I'm not asking for anything from you," Thales shook his head slightly and sighed: "Perhaps you all have no choice but to obey orders... but you are Northerners after all."
"And Northland shouldn't be like this."
The guard's expression froze, and complex emotions flashed across his eyes.
Thales raised his head again and looked at the guard leader with clear eyes: "I only ask for one thing."
The guard leader pursed his lips, stared at Thales, and frowned slightly.
"Before I am executed as a murderer," Thales sighed with a gloomy expression:
"Let me talk to them for a while."
The leader of the guard's eyes were fixed in the air, and his hand pressed again and again on the sword that was half unsheathed.
After a few seconds, he seemed to have come to his senses and turned to look at his colleagues and subordinates.
But everyone else had turned away, with different expressions.
Finally, the leader of the guards snorted coldly.
"Keng!"
He put away the blade, closed his eyes and turned around, just like his colleagues, no longer paying attention to Thales.
Thales took a deep breath.
"Thank you," the second prince said sincerely with a tired expression, "Northlander."
The pain all over his body hit him, and he wanted to sit down slowly along the wall.
But out of the corner of his eye, the prince caught a glimpse of the absent-minded little naughty girl. The poor girl shrank back into the corner, staring blankly at the empty ground.
Thales felt sad.
Thinking of the predicament he was in, Thales shook his head, braced himself, and moved to the fence.
It's not over yet.
Can't rest.
"What is this place?" Thales leaned against the thick wooden fence and observed everything around him.
Compared with the dungeon of Manor Manor, this cell seems relatively simple, with only two eternal lamps burning a small amount of eternal oil.
strangeness.
"I don't know, Your Highness," Huaiya's face appeared behind the cell opposite, full of anxiety and anger: "We, we encountered an ambush, and then our heads were covered..."
Thales frowned slightly: "'We'? You mean..."
Before Thales could continue, in the cell next door, a handsome young man who was firmly tied to death with chains was already struggling to move his head over.
"Your Highness!"
The poor prisoner seemed to be enduring severe pain as he gasped: "Your Highness Thales, I am Cohen, Cohen Karabiyan."
"You may not know me, but I am the security officer and patrol leader of the royal capital - I mean Yongxing City..."
Thales looked at his face, and a scene from the past came to mind.
Karabyan.
It's him.
But how could he...
"I recognize you, a member of the Twin Towers Longsword Family," Thales looked at Cohen thoughtfully, his eyes passing through his blond hair: "I still remember that you almost met your father in the Hall of Stars.
Fight."
Cohen's face froze, and he even forgot about the severe pain in his right arm.
That was the first impression he made on the heir to the kingdom?
"It's an honor to meet you again, and your attendant, the respected second prince, His Highness Thales," Cohen said with a depressed face, glanced at Huaiya who snorted with disdain, and then looked at listlessly.
To the little girl behind Thales: "And this young lady must be..."
"Um," Cohen frowned, looked at Thales' age, then looked at the girl's age, and said doubtfully: "Your Highness, Princess?"
The female swordsman opposite Cohen raised her eyebrows and burst into laughter.
Thales's expression twitched.
The little slipper looked sadly at Thales nervously.
Seeing his companion's laughter, Cohen reacted awkwardly: "That's right, you haven't reached that age yet..."
"Ahem," Thales frowned: "Thank you for your concern, Mr. Karabiyan."
Cohen, who had a dirty face, raised his head and showed a friendly smile to the prince.
"As for you, Miss Arend in Broken Dragon Fortress," Thales turned his head and looked at the light-armored black-haired woman diagonally opposite, and couldn't help but sigh: "I guess you are not here for sightseeing, right?
?”
Miranda Allender, who was described as embarrassed, put away her smile and still looked unpretentious.
She turned her head and said indifferently amidst the sound of the chains: "Same as you, Your Highness."
Thales looked at Miranda blankly, and then at Cohen.
them……
The heir of the Arlend family in the north...
"You two," he took a deep breath and started to think again: "Do you know what kind of trouble you are getting into?"
"I heard something," Miranda's cold voice came: "The king of Exeter was assassinated?"
"It's not just an assassination." Thales nodded, exhaled, and said with an ugly expression, "The king has passed away."
Several guards in the cell glanced at them unconsciously, but the leader stared back with fierce eyes.
Miranda frowned and Wyatt's eyes widened.
Cohen closed his eyes, put his head back on the ground, and said regretfully: "I knew..."
The little slippery man in the corner of the cell trembled slightly as he remembered the death of King Nun.
"So," the female swordsman's voice continued through the fence: "What exactly happened?"
Thales glanced at Little Hua Tou, sighed slightly, and then turned to the three people who stared at him with burning eyes.
"I only know part of the truth," Thales frowned: "And now..."
He raised his head and looked at the three people with a solemn expression: "I need you to tell me exactly what happened to you, whether it is the cause or effect."
"Let's start with why you appeared in the Northland."
Ten minutes later.
"Kaslan Rumba?"
Thales could not hide the shock on his face, nor could he suppress the volume of his exclamations. Even the six guards glanced at him.
The prince's hesitant eyes wandered back and forth between the gloomy-looking Cohen and the solemn Miranda.
The old man in the tavern.
It obviously looks so reassuring.
besides……
His character, the compassion and open-mindedness in him are not like the behavior of a hypocritical villain.
Huaiya stared: "That old man in the tavern? Isn't he the former commander of the White Blade Guards? He has a great reputation."
"It's surprising, isn't it?" Miranda's voice was still steady, but there was a suppressed emotion out of thin air: "It is rumored that his relationship with Charmaine Lombard is very bad. I thought he had always been loyal to the Walton family...
…”
"The old man with the face of a human and the heart of an animal," Cohen struggled to get up angrily, grinning again: "If he didn't even receive my right arm properly, I knew he had bad intentions..."
"You were the most intimate with him, and you even hugged each other when we met." Miranda's cold words immediately exposed Cohen's lies, making the latter look embarrassed.
Thales stared at the ground blankly, and some things in his memory began to become clear.
"No," Thales breathed slowly, his eyes getting brighter and brighter: "Caslan, this explains a lot of mysteries."
"Nicolai told me that he learned from an old friend of the White Blade Guards that it was the Sword of Disaster that assassinated me under the fortress." Thales' eyes focused, and the scene before he entered Longxiao City appeared in front of his eyes.
A section of the journey, "However, before his neck was broken by King Nun, Grand Duke Perfitt told me that it was Shadow Shield who assassinated me."
The 'old friend' that Nicolai was talking about was probably Kaslan.
Cohen and Miranda were both shocked.
"Shadow Shield?" Cohen frowned: "So they are back again?"
Thales shook his head and did not answer the security officer's question.
He must get to the point.
Wyatt glanced at Cohen unhappily.
"The Sword of Disaster - whatever it is - is a lie and a pretense made up by Kaslan and Charmaine Lombard, just to lure you here in the name of the Tower of the End," Cohen said in embarrassment when no one responded.
At that moment, Thales murmured: "To be precise, I am bringing you, Miss Arend, the heir to the Duke of the North Guard here."
Miranda sighed.
"That's right, Chloe is just sending back the news. She has no right to decide who will be dispatched to the Tower of the End." Cohen was stunned for a moment, then reacted: "But Kaslan can - he is a close friend of Master Shao.
It’s entirely possible to suggest or even designate the person he wants.”
"The nobles from the North of Stars secretly entered Longxiao City - if it were normal times, that would be fine," Huaiya pondered and took over the topic: "But when the king was assassinated, a suspicious Starman was caught, and the secret was caught
The heir to the Northern Duke who sneaked into Longxiao City, the nature of the matter is..."
"The perfect scapegoat," Miranda slowly closed her eyes and whispered: "This is much more convincing than a weak young prince trying to assassinate the king."
But Thales didn't speak.
His brain was spinning faster and faster.
Finally, in the dark and depressing cell, the second prince spoke softly.
"Not only that," Thales took a deep breath, and the picture in his eyes became clearer and clearer: "Waiya is right, you are still the heir to the North."
"Northern Territory," the second prince squinted his eyes, remembering Val Arend's hysteria in the Renaissance Palace: "South of Broken Dragon Fortress, the northern border of the stars that Lumba dreams of."
"When Lombard and Duke Val conspired together, they were aiming to win the North of the Stars."
Several people fell silent.
Cohen blinked, seeming to still be sorting out the clues, Miranda stared blankly at the chains on her body, and Wyatt bit her lip tightly.
"I am the scapegoat for the king's death, but you, Miss Arend," Thales sighed slowly: "As the most orthodox heir in the North after Duke Val was imprisoned, you are not just the scapegoat - you may not even be the scapegoat.
scapegoat."
"Not a scapegoat?" Cohen was horrified and struggled to get up in pain: "What does this mean?"
Miranda opened her closed eyes, she already understood.
Thales raised his head, his mind becoming clearer and clearer.
"Think about it, the venerable Duke Val Arlend was framed and imprisoned by the fatuous King Kessel of the Stars," the prince said softly: "It happened to be that the Prince of Stars assassinated the King of Exeter."
"And the daughter and heir of Duke Val went to Exeter to ask for help, trying to seek justice and regain everything that belonged to Arend."
Everyone in the cell held their breath.
Including the guards of the Black Sand Territory.
"It's a good story, isn't it?" Thales smiled and shook his head slightly.
"No way," Cohen said with a face full of surprise, "They..."
"Charmaine Lombard, he really keeps his promise," Thales sighed slowly, with helplessness on his face: "It seems that the cooperation agreement between him and Val Arende..."
"It still works."
"And you, Miss Arend," Thales sighed and looked at Miranda, who said nothing and had a cold expression: "In the hands of Lomba, you will be between the stars and the dragon.
In the coming negotiations or war, it will affect the ownership of the northern territory..."