Thales gritted his teeth and controlled his body movements.
calm!
Calm down, Tails!
This is not a life and death battle!
"boom!"
The next second, Nicolai skillfully moved away from Thales' shield and hit his weapon with a sword!
Thales felt the long sword in his hand shake violently, and he took it out instantly.
"Clang!"
Thales' long sword fell to the ground.
He sighed, facing Nikolai's heavy sword on his shoulder, and spread his hands to express surrender.
The battle is over.
"You really like to be distracted," the Fallen Starman took back his heavy sword and sneered at him: "Just like in the past, you enjoyed being in a daze during the battle?"
Thales showed a helpless smile and did not refute.
Only he knew that just now, "that" came again.
A year ago, Thales encountered a similar situation during training.
A sparring northern warrior used a fighting ax to crack a piece of his shield, and the fragments hit the prince's chin and neck.
At that moment, when the arteries in the neck were threatened, the sins of the Hell River surged out like a frightened hedgehog!
Thales, who was originally dizzy, was shocked.
He instinctively knew how to fight back: quickly throwing down the sword, spinning forward, squeezing into the enemy's side when the ax blade scraped his cheek, risking being hit by the ax blade, and punching the enemy's throat.
!
At that moment, Thales was like a wild beast with only one thought in his mind: fight.
With the blessing of the Sin of Hell River, he might be able to severely damage the opponent's throat cartilage with one punch.
Then the opponent's ax blade cut into his side.
If Thales didn't wake up in the middle, stop and give up the attack.
Finally, the soldier couldn't help but apologize for not being able to control his strength and scratching the prince's arm. Everyone thought it was a mistake during training.
But at that time, only Thales, who was in shock, knew that it was not the opponent's mistake.
It was his own, a thrilling counterattack that didn't go through to the end.
At that moment, Thales, who was still frightened, deeply understood the nature of the sin of the Hell River for the first time, and initially understood the words of the black sword: do not treat it as a tool, but as a companion worthy of dialogue.
From then on, Nicolai decided to be Thales's sparring partner himself. Compared with others, the Extremes can perfectly control the rhythm and intensity of the battle, so as not to cause unnecessary damage.
From that time on, Thales began to consciously be wary of similar situations happening to avoid making big mistakes.
Time returned to the present: Thales, who was worried, stroked his heart, feeling that his blood was surging and it was difficult to calm down.
Just now, when the wind of Nikolai's sword passed through his forehead, the sin of Hell River was as restless as a beast whose territory had been violated: it was crazily filling his leg muscles while rushing into him at a very fast speed.
The fear that paralyzed his brain seemed to be urging him desperately: throw off the shield and step on the steps!
With the agility released in that moment, he turned around and faced the enemy's sword.
Risky counterattack!
Just fight back
can
Thales pressed his forehead and sighed.
But he can't do that.
The thoughts I had at that time, the way I fought
too exaggerated.
It's simply a lose-lose situation.
Black Sword seems to have never said that this kind of final power that never improves, is there still this kind of "wildness" when the so-called Hell River Sin is activated?
Thales shook his head, turned his gaze elsewhere, and tried to get rid of the thoughts in his mind.
"Hey!"
The dissatisfied voice of the Fallen Star came again.
Thales was startled and then realized: Unknowingly, he had turned his attention to another pair of people doing outdoor exercises.
Not far away from them, the Grand Duchess of Longxiao City, Thelma Walton, was wearing a light hunting outfit. She was learning to use a dagger for self-defense under the guidance of Lord Justin. Her cheeks were slightly red with sweat from the exercise.
.
Thales sighed: he knew that Nicolai had misunderstood the reason why he was distracted.
but
Thales thought of the penultimate paragraph in Gilbert's letter:
In addition, although I am very pleased with your political efforts to strengthen the diplomatic relations between the two countries, I still want to remind you: in your interactions with Ms. Walton, please clearly separate politics and personal feelings. If you can
In order to deepen the friendship with the Grand Duke of Longxiao City, even if the hand-polished glasses from the Punk Master Workshop are expensive, they are still affordable. But if this friendship goes one step further, it is worth discussing: it should be noted that friendship is beautiful
, love is terrible
Damn Gilbert
Isn't he far away in the country of stars? What kind of inexplicable rumors have he heard?
However, Thales thought about what Putilai said yesterday and felt a little depressed.
that poor little girl
Going to get married.
Thales slowly leaned down and picked up the sword on the ground.
"Why?"
Nicolai narrowed his eyes slightly: "What?"
"Six years ago, when King Nunn passed away, why were you still willing to be loyal to me?" Thales shook the sword in his hand, thinking of the fate-changing night, and said solemnly, "She is obviously not you know what I am referring to."
What."
Selma's identity
Selma's wedding
The vassals of Longxiao City
own identity
After thinking over what happened yesterday, Thales felt something strange inexplicably.
Nicolai's expression changed.
"Be careful with your words, little prince."
Fallen Star's cold tone began to seep into faint hostility: "Especially in a city that is full of hostility towards you."
"Thank you for reminding."
Thales shrugged indifferently and raised his sword again: "So, King Nunn has succeeded. Now the Walton family still rules Longxiao City, and you and Lisban are surrounding the Grand Duke."
"But Thelma is a grand duchess with insufficient prestige, and she is even forced by the local vassals to marry in order to give birth to a local Walton heir?" The prince gritted his teeth: "This is really you,
Is it Risban, is it what King Nun wants?"
The next moment, Nikolai suddenly drew his sword!
Thales, who was well prepared, calmly took a step back, preparing to use his shield to remove it?
This time, Nikolai's heavy sword deflected strangely before hitting the shield!
It seems that there was no effort at all before.
"boom!"
The back of the sword with great force struck Thales' left knee hard!
Thales, who lost his balance, stumbled and felt like he was about to fall to the ground. He was suddenly shocked.
The sins of the prison river surge up!
But unexpectedly, long before the crime of the Hell River came into effect, the ruthless Nikolai decisively put aside the heavy sword that was irreversible and punched him in the ribs!
Severe pain struck.
Next came numbness.
"Clang!"
Thales's shield and sword both fell to the ground.
"thump!"
His body also collapsed to the ground.
Huaiya and others who were watching the battle all exclaimed.
Thales, who was clutching his abdomen, lay on the ground dripping with cold sweat, his face twisted, and he curled up.
Before Prison River Sin could react, he completely failed.
Instantly lost all ability to resist.
At that moment, Thales's sense of luck, along with his self-esteem, disappeared.
The little self-comfort that "I just suppressed the sin of the prison river" was shattered under Nicolai's merciless attack.
"That's it for today," Meteorite said with a frightening look on his face, unceremoniously, "your movements are still terrible."
"There is simply no stupider student than you."
"Also, what happens to the Grand Duchess has nothing to do with you."
Nicolai dropped the last words, turned around and left coldly.
Huaiya and Rolf quickly followed up and helped Thales, who was covered in cold sweat and with blue lips.
"In that last blow, he used the power of termination, right?"
That guy did it on purpose!
Thales rubbed his painful ribs and said with difficulty, "Isn't that considered cheating?"
"Bullying me doesn't have the power to end it?"
Wyatt and Rolf looked at each other.
"Wait until I have the power to end"
Huaiya sighed softly:
"With all due respect, Your Highness, the Northland military swordsmanship is still a bit old after all. Under normal circumstances, if you cannot awaken the corresponding power of termination before the age of eighteen."
"What's more, even if you awaken the power of termination, you will probably face an existence like the Fallen Star Man."
The unlucky Thales could only sigh.
After the outdoor training ended, Thales approached Thelma's side in a few steps.
Looking at the rosy-faced girl who had just finished training, the prince once again ignored the dissatisfied looks of Lady Jinx and the two maids and leaned into her ear.
"Thelma, listen," Thales said seriously and seriously: "We need to talk in the afternoon."
"It's in the library."
Selma, who was arranging her clothes, frowned, lowered her head habitually, and whispered:
"What to talk about?"
"About our ahem, in fact, it is about your marriage. I always feel that there is something in it"
Thelma's face instantly turned ugly, and the pince-nez on her face trembled slightly.
The girl pouted and looked at Thales with dissatisfaction.
"What's there to say? It's none of your business."
At this moment, a low, gentle, yet powerful voice came from behind.
"Madam! Your Excellency!"
Regent Lisban's tone was so solemn that even from ten steps away, Thales could feel it exactly as he said: "Sorry to bother you."
Accompanied by his entourage, the Regent of Lisban, with gray hair but still steady steps, walked slowly with a serious look on his face.
The old regent stopped steadily in front of them.
The Earl first glanced at Thales who was beside the Grand Duchess with a scrutinizing gaze. The profound meaning in his eyes made the prince feel a chill down his back.
Lisban then withdrew his gaze, bowed respectfully to Thelma, and then nodded gently to Lady Jinx: "Please change your clothes immediately, you need a formal dress."
Thelma frowned slightly: "Now?"
Lisban nodded: "We have very important guests who need to be received immediately."
Thales' heart sank: he subconsciously felt something was wrong.
Thelma took a deep breath, and following her six-year habit, she responded with respect: "Of course."
Thales closed his mouth, feeling a little annoyed: It seems he can only wait until the afternoon.
But his thoughts were interrupted.
"Please change your clothes immediately, Prince Thales." Regent Lisban's eyes fell on him again.
Thales' heartbeat almost skipped a beat.
"What?" The prince opened his eyes wide in surprise: "I want to go too?"
This time, Regent Lisban's eyes seemed to be softer, no longer the polite but indifferent look in the past.
It is a reminder and warning full of worries.
"This guest, they specifically named you, want to meet you." Lisban said in an understatement.
"Who?" Thales narrowed his eyes.
Lisban's expression remained unchanged, but he clenched his hands: "I believe you are no stranger to them."
Just listen to the count speak word by word:
"Second Assistant Advisor to the Royal Council, Viscount Elasakambida of Menton City, Lord Commander of His Majesty Charmaine."
"The king's personal guard and officer, the deputy commander of the White Blade Guards, Lady Croaichmelk."
"They both arrived at Longxiao City this morning."
At that moment, Thelma and Thales were both moved.
After listening to the count's words, including Nicolai wiping his hands in the distance, Rolf and Wyatt chatting against the wall, everyone was stunned.
"They brought greetings and concerns from His Majesty Charmaine," Risban's words were full of chills and warning, "as well as important information."
"I want to convey this to you in person."
At that moment, Thales, who couldn't hide his excitement, subconsciously turned his head and looked at Putilai beside him, wanting to ask for his advice.
However, the thin Lord was still smoking his pipe leisurely, his expression unchanged.