Under the sun, the two hostile people faced each other silently.
One person knelt down and gasped, feeling extremely weak.
One person stood stunned and his mind was shaken.
Finally, Thales exhaled: the sequelae caused by the sin of forcibly using the Hell River slowly faded away on him.
Compared to six years ago, when he would faint every time the Sin of Hell River came, Thales smiled happily.
look.
Although it cannot be improved...
But it can still be done with skill and habit.
Under the sun, Nicolai remained motionless.
It seems that I have fallen into the biggest confusion of my life.
The Fallen Starman's whole body stiffened and he gasped in disbelief: "How could it be possible... That was, that was when I was on the battlefield... I could only awaken occasionally on the battlefield..."
"A twist of fate...even the name was improvised by him..."
"You are obviously only in the training class..."
At this moment.
Thales roared angrily!
"Ahhh!"
He threw away the sword suddenly and rushed towards Nicolai with a ferocious expression!
Nikolai shuddered slightly. Although he was still immersed in shock, his combat consciousness that had been tempered countless times allowed him to react without any delay.
"boom!"
Nicolai waved his arm coldly and blocked Thales' fist.
The next moment, the Fallen Starman came out with both hands!
"Boom!"
At the end of his strength, Thales felt a pain in his chest and his forward momentum stalled. The next second, Nicolai's Rising Sun Saber appeared at his throat.
Six years later, feeling the coolness coming from the same weapon attached to the same part, the weak Thales could only sigh slowly.
"what happened?"
Nicolai retracted his shock and looked at the prince in front of him coldly: "The twist of fate...it is completely different from the finishing power that can be trained by any system. You can't learn it from any swordsmanship or moves!
"
The breeze blew through this quiet world and blew over the rocks, bringing with it a mournful whistling and scattered birdsong in the distance.
"Ha," Thales forced a smile: "Is it so strange?"
"after all……"
He leisurely raised his trembling hand and flicked the blade in front of his neck, as if this was just a pleasant outing.
"I am a disciple of Fallen Star Man, and I will be beaten by you once a week... I am a good student."
Nicolai's expression turned cold.
He retracted the blade and lifted up Thales' collar.
"I'm warning you one last time..."
At this moment, Thales suddenly raised his finger and interrupted him.
"Shhh, listen," Thales showed a pleased smile, as if he was really listening attentively:
"The bird's call is the sound of the gray magpie."
Nicolai was slightly startled.
"What?"
But just in an instant, Nikolai felt a terrible trembling sensation all over his body!
The face of the meteorite changed drastically!
That is the intuition only experienced warriors have.
He subconsciously turned around!
But Thales didn't think so.
The prince, who had been prepared for a long time, suddenly raised his hands and firmly clasped the shoulders of the fallen star!
Don't let him leave where he is!
Nicolai was suddenly grabbed while turning around, his expression changed sharply: "You"
He didn't say any more.
A terrible muffled sound suddenly appeared in their ears:
"laugh!"
Thales saw with satisfaction that following the sound, Nikolai in front of him shook violently, and his face suddenly froze.
The Meteor's expression twisted from shock to ferociousness, and then from ferociousness to fury!
"boom!"
He punched hard with his left hand without any mercy, hitting Thales' chest hard!
The prince was hit hard like a broken sandbag and fell down with a thud.
Then, with a distorted expression, Nikolai's knees weakened, he fell to the ground, opened his lips, and let out a crazy and painful roar:
"Uh uh uh uh ah"
The Fallen Star seemed to stiffen his right body and dropped the Rising Sun Saber tremblingly.
He made a fist with his left hand, hit it hard on the rock next to him!
"Boom!"
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Punch after punch, Nikolai was kneeling on the ground with a ferocious face, as if he had a grudge against the rock next to him, beating the ground desperately, while continuing to roar in anger: "Ahhhh"
As if he was enduring some pain.
Thales spit out a mouthful of blood, endured the severe pain in his chest, and shook his head.
But he was pleased to see: a thin arrow shaft suddenly appeared on the back of the meteorite.
The thin arrow dug deeply into Nicolai's right back, piercing a ferocious and sharp arrow on his chest, dripping blood bit by bit.
The meteorite suddenly raised its head, its bloodshot eyes shot out with terrifying flames, and roared angrily:
"Ahhh Ned Monty!"
"You son of a bitch!"
His roar spread across the rocky ground and echoed in the crevices of the rocks.
I don’t know when the birdsong has disappeared.
Only the sad sound of the wind remains.
Thales took a breath, closed his eyes, and completely relaxed.
In this duel between him and Nicolai, he won.
Seize all factors and hold on to every bargaining chip...
Thales coughed up a mouthful of blood in pain, and then burst into laughter.
Yes, in this duel, the prince's only chance of victory is: Nicolai's opponent is never just him.
The meteorite's roar turned into painful groans and groans. He tried to reach out and take out the arrow, but the location of the wound was too tricky, and Nicolai couldn't touch it at all.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."
From behind an unknown rock, a gong voice that was very familiar to both of them came, hoarse and gloomy: "Be careful, Lord Nicolai, don't move around, especially the barbed arrow in your right hand."
"The more you move, the more it hurts."
The hidden man let out a low laugh.
Nikolai, who was kneeling on the ground, was still trembling with his right arm. He supported the ground with his left hand, stared with red eyes, and gritted his teeth: "Big mouth!"
"You can't run away!"
"We will tear you apart!"
Monty's cold laughter came from behind the rock somewhere again: "Oh? You guys?"
"You're talking about Lum and Gaira, half a mile to the north, serving as support sentry..."
"Or the two newcomers to the Guard that I don't know in the northeast?"
Nicolai's eyes froze.
Monty, who was hiding in the dark, laughed loudly: "Don't worry, I have already 'taken care' of the four of them and left a mark for the people further behind. They will not come here."
The Meteorite was shaken violently and felt a chill in his heart:
"take care of?"
Thales gasped in pain and felt a little better. He struggled to sit up and reached for his sword and shield.
A whistle sounded all around.
Monty's voice came closer and farther away, as if he was constantly moving: "Sting, you said you have strengthened the guard's reconnaissance and scout training and reduced the content of front-on combat with the enemy, right?"
Nicolai tried to reach for the wound again, but failed in the end and could only moan in pain.
"Thank you so much. Those soldiers are not very skilled," Monty's voice had a heart-stopping rhythm: "It saved me a lot of trouble during the interception."
"Ah!" Nikolai howled furiously and thumped the ground again.
Monty's laughter was intermittent, but anyone could hear the darkness and evil intentions in it.
"Fortunately, the Guard still uses the scout formation passed down by 'Coward' Laiken..."
"Guess who is the person within a hundred miles who knows the most about Laiken's twelve scout formations, knows the most, and is most familiar with them, so he can intercept them on the only road in the shortest time and at the fastest speed?
?”
Speaking of this, somewhere came the roaring crow's proud laughter:
"Hahahahaha"
Thales frowned slightly.
"Monty," Nicolai's eyes became more and more terrifying.
The double pain in his heart and body tortured him terribly.
"You son of a bitch."
There was a long sigh, which seemed to be the sigh of the death crow.
"Yes, Thorn Tou," he seemed to feel regretful: "Now, you and I are the only ones left."
The Faller who was kneeling on the ground clenched his fists.
"Ahem...that..." At this time, Thales coughed lightly: "Have you forgotten me?"
The voices of the Death Crow and the Fallen Star rang together, unceremoniously:
"Shut up!"
Thales raised his eyebrows, closed his mouth, and continued crawling to find his weapon.
It's past noon and the sun begins to go west.
"Listen, Thornhead."
"This is the wasteland of Qiyuan City and the border of Exeter. Further south is the terrifying desert," Monty's voice sounded coldly: "It is very dangerous to faint in the wild."
Nikolai let out a low growl.
"Give this boy to me and let me take him to Qiyuan City," the Death Horn Crow said with his tongue:
"We'll clear both sides, and Lum and the four of them can survive."
"What about this offer?"
Thales' expression changed.
The air was quiet for a while.
For a moment, there were only the gasps of Nicolai and Thales.
"Proposal?" The meteorite man suddenly raised his head, his eyes alert, and he looked at almost every rock around him.
"Why."
"Why do you insist that he have this prince?"
There was a strange laugh from Monty all around.
"You know very well that he will play a key role in the war between Qiyuan City and the Freedom Alliance."
The Death Crow's words became sharp:
"We need him more than you, Longxiao City."
"Don't block our way."
Thales scratched his head in pain.
Old drama star Monty, you've had enough!
There was another moment of silence.
"Big mouth," Nicolai said in a low voice:
"Do you remember eighteen years ago?"
The voice behind the rock was silent for a while.
"I don't want to reminisce with you."
Monty's voice came coldly: "You know I hate this the most."
But at this time, Nicolai, who had just lost his temper and roared, raised his head and burst into laughter.
Strangely, this time, the Death Crow did not interrupt him.
"That year."
The Fallen Star seemed to have laughed enough, and said quietly: "Prince Suril and his wife were assassinated. In the anger of the late king, the entire White Blade Guard was punished."
Thales' scalp tightened as he heard the incident again.
I only heard Nicolai say weakly: "Old Coleman took the responsibility for me, the acting captain, and resigned. Isaiah was disheartened and left the guard. Many brothers were implicated. And you, Monty, at that time
You, who were on other missions, rushed back to Longxiao City overnight to fight against their injustice."
"The negotiations were fruitless, so you simply didn't even give the king the respect. You threw down your sword and left Longxiao City neatly the next day."
Monty said nothing.
There is still only the sound of wind blowing through the cracks in the rocks in the air, shrill and sad.
Nicolai laughed miserably.
"No, Big Mouth, I have known your character since you secretly took me to prostitutes when you were on duty when you were young."
"You are simply not the kind of person who would break his legs by running forward and backward just to say a word to the lord, even if he is a king."
"Not to mention that I chased him all the way from the Stone Tomb to Qiyuan City Grand Duke," Nicolai said with a hint of sadness in his voice, "No, you are not."
The meteorite man suddenly straightened up and looked around fiercely:
"Ned Monty."
The Death Crow remained silent.
But Thales frowned.
"But now I understand," Nicolai's anger turned into a sneer: "Hahahahahahaha, you, you!"
"you!"
His voice contained unspeakable resentment and echoed among the rocks.
Spread the word.
After several seconds, finally, Monty, who was hiding in the darkness, spoke quietly.
"Stinging head," Death Crow said calmly:
"What do you understand?"
Nicolai snorted coldly.
He took a breath and let out a long sigh, the sharp pain in his chest and back making him frown from time to time.
But Nicolai still gritted his teeth and said softly:
"His Excellency, Lord Ned Monty..."
"A few days ago, as the so-called forerunner, you came to Longxiao City earlier than anyone else as the official envoy of Qiyuan City."
"On the day of the hearing, when the overall situation was decided, you brought the news of the changes in the Kingdom of Stars at the border and brought the prince to the front."
Thales closed his eyes gently.
The dead crow said nothing.
Nicolai's words continued, and every sentence and every word carried a deeper and deeper chill:
"The Grand Duke protected the little prince, but you fanned the flames at the critical moment and forced Longxiao City to send him to Qiyuan City."
"After the prince disappeared, when Longxiao City was opened, you arrived even earlier than us, as local snakes, and intercepted him."
"Hehehehe..."
The Meteorite sneered: "Everything you have done in the past few days makes me, who know you, puzzled... For Qiyuan City, you are trying too hard, right? This chess game Li, you are too much of a coincidence, aren't you?"
Monty interrupted.
"You don't understand," Dead Horn Crow seemed to be saying with emotion: "Trick Tou, you don't understand."
Boom!
The seriously injured Nikolai punched the ground!
"Yes, I don't understand!"
He shouted angrily: "But I understand now!"
The look in Meteorite's eyes has never been so terrifying, even more terrifying than when he saw Lumba: "Thanks to this little prince, it was he who just reminded me: I underestimated the secret department."
Thales' expression froze.
The air became quiet at that moment.
Nicolai's voice became urgent, and he spoke the following words almost through gritted teeth: "Eighteen years ago, Prince Suril and his wife were assassinated under mysterious circumstances. The assassin of the stars seemed to be in a deserted place, and no one saw him sneak in. The tight defense of the White Blade Guards is in vain."
No one responded to him.
Except for the sound of the wind.
"No!"
The Fallen Star shouted angrily: "Six years ago, even heroes like Lombard had to rely on disasters to distract us and weaken us. He knows. Every time there is more White Blade Guards, the assassin's confidence will be less, and the possibility of a coup will be lower.
One point."
"But the assassin eighteen years ago was able to bypass the heavy defenses of hundreds of elite White Blade Guards, plan carefully, and successfully assassinate the prince of the most powerful country in the Western Continent?"
At this moment, Nicolai's face was extremely distorted.
"There is only one possibility."
His left fist clenched tighter and tighter: "There is a traitor... among the White Blade Guards."
There was still no response in the air.
Thales lowered his eyes and looked down at the ground.
Nicolai almost chewed every word out between his teeth: "Over the years, I have doubted many people: Byrne Meyer, who personally protected the prince, and old Coleman who was the first to arrive that day.
, Justin, who was patrolling the perimeter, even doubted Isaiah, who was responsible for protecting the Black Sand Territory mission at that time..."
When the meteorite said this, he took a deep breath.
There is still silence among the rocks.
It seems that even the streams will be cut off.
"But you just reminded me, old friend."
When Nicolai said this, his eyes seemed to be filled with blazing flames of pain and hatred:
"Among the White Blade Guards back then, especially on the day Prince Suril was assassinated... he was the one who knew the internal situation best, understood the scout formations best, was the best at avoiding detection, was most familiar with defense loopholes, and was the one who could best facilitate the assassin..."
"Actually, it was a guy who wasn't even there."
"An expert in stealth and assassination."
"A person who has been lurking in Exter, lurking in Longxiao City, lurking beside the king, and lurking in the White Blade Guards for decades..."
"Star Spy."
The air has become extremely quiet.
No one answered him.
It was as if everything around him had fallen into eternal silence.
The Fallen Star Man was still kneeling on the ground.
But he no longer paid attention to the crossbow arrow behind his back. Instead, he was trembling all over, his eyes were struggling, and his facial muscles were twitching slightly.
It seemed like it was about to cry out in sorrow, but also like it was about to roar in anger.
His eyes were extremely complex: disgust, pain, regret, resentment, sorrow, sadness, despair... endless, mixed into one.
Finally, Nicolai shuddered and took a deep breath.
A breath of the coldest air in midsummer.
Thinking of this, Thales couldn't help but tremble slightly.
"What do you think?"
He asked the people behind the rock softly: "Big Mouth, Ned, Monty... the Bladesworn brothers who joined the White Blade Guard with me..."
The voice of the former commander of the White Blade Guards, Lord Serui Nicolai, became increasingly dull.
Finally, he restored his expression to the coldest, most indifferent, most ruthless and most competent version:
"Or, I should call you..."
"The Death Crow from the Starry Secrets?"
Thales gently grabbed his sword.
He sighed slightly from an angle that no one could see.
silence.
Still silent.
Another breeze blew.
The howling among the rock crevices became more and more sad.
Until a less harmonious sound broke the silence: the sound of a crossbow being strung up sounded crisply.
"You know, I have changed my mind about the proposal just now."
The voice of the howling crow came, still sounding calm, leisurely and at ease.
"thorn head..."
But this time, his words were filled with chilling murderous intent: