There was a moment of silence in the "My House" tavern, and you could hear a pin drop.
The mercenaries, or in other words, the Swords of Disaster, all looked at the fair-skinned man who spoke such shocking words with disbelief.
"Heir to the Kingdom of Stars..."
Amidst countless gasps, Sonny, the mercenary behind Marina, hummed:
"I thought it was crazy just because we wanted to rob a prison."
Thales saw that after the driller revealed that astonishing goal, Ricky, as "Crasus", frowned to an extreme degree. The Northlander Clay beside him stopped wiping his scabbard.
The cold light in the masked man's eyes became more and more threatening.
Sword of Disaster, Thales had also heard of this organization.
But what he heard more was another name: Tower of the End.
After the Ending War, it has been working tirelessly to cultivate various warriors for mankind for thousands of years, inheriting skills and preparing for war in this legendary holy land.
Among the people Thales knew, including Cohen, Miranda, Wyatt, and others, they all spent a lot of time in the Tower of the End and learned their skills there. Over the years, this place has become too famous.
, so that everyone is accustomed to calling swordsmen who have the power of termination and use the representative long sword (favored by the nobles) "Terminator Swordsmen", whether in the mercenary camp on the border or the local city defense team,
Just mention "spent time in the Tower of the End" and you will soon become a hot commodity among major employers.
That's what the Sword of Disaster called them, and this name made Thales extremely uneasy. According to Wyatt's hearsay, they were the mortal enemies of the Tower of the End.
so……
Thales secretly sighed in his heart: They could plan a prison robbery in the Blade Fang camp without hesitation, and even come into contact with the taboo Shadow Shield.
"It's over, it's over, the second prince..." Tampa looked like he was giving up on himself, "Anyway, can you not say such a big thing so openly... I still want to come back and sell wine safely...
…”
Thales and Quick Rope exchanged glances, feeling each other's two completely different moods.
As for the focus of the crowd, Dozi accepted everyone's attention calmly, as if it didn't matter.
"Your discipline and organization are beyond my imagination." He rubbed his hands and smiled modestly in the face of so many strange looks: "Even in front of so many people and facing such a big secret, you
But I’m not worried at all…”
Tampa's plaintive complaint was interrupted.
"You want him dead."
The masked man who spoke little stood up abruptly.
He slowly approached the drill, and his wrinkled eyes burst out with a light that was difficult to look at: "Prince of the Stars?"
Thales swallowed his throat.
"If possible, try to capture him alive." The driller smiled, as gentle and courteous as ever.
"Capture alive?"
The masked man walked up to the driller and looked down into his eyes: "You mean, we are going to break through the siege and capture the prince of a prince at the military station of the Kingdom of Stars, and then risk their countless armies to pursue and encircle him.
Du, take that Jingui hostage and evacuate safely?"
Thales noticed that there was a hint of indignation and anger in his words.
Marina on the side couldn't help but said: "This is simply impossible."
The man frowned and looked at the masked man. He slowly backed away from his aggressive approach, guessing his identity in his mind.
"I didn't say it was easy," the man from Shadow Shield shrugged, getting out of the way of the masked man, and glanced at the mercenaries in the tavern with a smile: "But at least it's not as difficult as robbing the Bone Cage."
At that moment, the masked man suddenly stretched out his hand!
Snapped.
He pressed the driller's shoulders.
The driller's face suddenly turned pale, and the area where he was pressed trembled slightly.
He shook violently, and clasped the masked man's arm with his left hand, trying to push him away.
But the opponent's arm seemed to be cast into metal and remained motionless.
"Because you can't do it on your own," the masked man slowly exerted force on his hand, causing the trembling drill to inhale in a hissing voice, "so you want us to serve as a bait and buffer to your death, to achieve this for you."
Target."
Zhuozi looked at the masked man in front of him in disbelief, but the mercenaries who were watching just frowned, and no one spoke to stop him.
The atmosphere in the tavern became more and more suffocating, and Thales, who was watching, became more and more anxious.
What to do in this case?
"Not a bait, but a reliable foreign aid."
The driller gritted his teeth and endured the restraint and coercion of the masked man, but still insisted on speaking: "At the same time, we will also provide you with our resources...in a perfect plan...to capture the Bone Prison and the Brilliance at the same time."
The Star Princes…cover each other, kill two birds with one stone…help each other.”
His words were sporadic.
The masked man snorted: "Is that all?"
"Nothing else?"
In the unbearable pain, Dong Zi forced out a forced smile:
"Perhaps it will also be a good start for our future cooperation?"
The mercenaries in the tavern stared at this scene quietly, as if they were used to such scenes.
Snapped.
A palm rested on the masked man's shoulder.
The masked man frowned slightly:
Ricky stood beside him, shaking his head with a calm expression.
The man looked at the drill with a painful expression, sneered slightly, then let go of his hand and stepped back.
The driller breathed a sigh of relief, leaned forward, and rubbed his shoulders with an unnatural expression.
Damn it.
He knew that he was in a weak position in this self-initiated negotiation.
but……
"Why?"
Ricky replaced the masked man and stood in front of the drill.
"Eighteen years ago, you destroyed the Bright Star royal family, no matter the cost, no room was spared, and even the side branches were affected."
Thales was suddenly shocked by these words.
The leader of the Sword of Disaster said calmly: "Everyone in the circle is guessing who the patrons behind you are, those guys who want the Bright Star royal family to be exterminated."
"Now, you are telling me that you want to capture the last Prince of Bright Star alive?"
"Why?" Ricky stood still in front of the drill, staring at his stiff right arm: "What are Teng and the people behind him thinking and what do they want to do?"
"Could it be that...the so-called imperial blood that has been passed down to this day is really as brilliant as gold and can cure all diseases?"
Clay behind him laughed sarcastically.
The driller showed an ugly smile.
"Dear Crassus, why do you care about this?"
Even at such a disadvantage, even after experiencing such an unceremonious threat, the driller's courage still surprised Thales: "Your goal is just the Bone Cage. With all due respect, this is almost destined to anger the stars.
The kingdom cannot be tolerated by King Kessel."
"In this case, on the basis of better achieving the goal, turning to help their enemies and shaking their political situation, isn't it a wise move that is in line with their interests?"
The masked man behind Ricky sneered.
"Then, they pushed us completely to the opposite side of the Star Kingdom and had to board your pirate ship."
The masked man clenched his fists: "Just like the Flower of Assassins eighteen years ago, the Sarriton family."
Sarriton.
This name, which he had not heard for a long time, made Thales fall into deep thought.
The drill boy's smile remains the same.
"Sometimes, when you want something, you have to choose a side: either this side or that side."
He still had that kind "I'm sorry but that's just the way it is" look.
Like a dedicated, hard-working but helpless tutor.
"Besides, you have already made your choice: when you hijack this tavern and plan to further rob the prison."
The boss let go of his shoulders, took a deep breath, and stood up straight, like a generous man who was about to be taken to the execution ground, with an indifferent smile that made people look at him: "Isn't it?"
The mercenaries became commotion.
The masked man and Clay looked at each other.
Ricky remained motionless, staring at the drill quietly.
Thales and Quick Rope glanced back and forth at the table.
The leader's silence affected the Swords of Disaster, and the tavern gradually became quiet.
Everyone looked at Ricky.
The driller waited quietly, with only a pair of eyes that occasionally flickered to observe the people around him.
After a while, Ricky's eyes moved as he stared at the drill.
The leader of the Sword of Disaster smiled and gently moved his chin: "Just like him."
"Same."
The driller, who was expecting to be questioned by the other party, was inexplicably startled.
"What?"
Ricky snorted and turned around.
"How funny."
Ricky sat down again, as if he was indifferent to the person in front of him:
"At that moment, the way and content of your words were exactly the same as Teng's."
Zhuozi's pupils trembled momentarily.
Teng.
Thales heard this short syllable name again.
Ricky leaned back on the stool, raised his chin, and looked at the ceiling with misty eyes: "I have seen that man. If Teng is still a man, sometimes he is cunning and cunning, and sometimes he is strong-willed, fierce and ambitious. His existence is
The whole world makes a cruel mockery of human nature.”
The driller slowly lowered his head.
"Are you an old acquaintance of the film owner?"
Ricky raised his lips and said, "Yes, Teng, I have seen his methods and actions, and I have to say, they are 'unforgettable'."
The boy smiled and was about to answer, but in just the next second, a frightening glare erupted from Ricky's eyes.
"So I never believe it."
Ricky lowered his head suddenly and looked directly at the drill.
His tone was unprecedentedly urgent and decisive: "I never believe that contact and encounter with him will be a 'coincidence' or 'lucky', nor do I believe that any cooperation with him will be a 'win-win' result.
The short-term profits cannot cover up the greater losses we will suffer in the longer period."
The driller was surprised.
"Leave immediately, son-in-law," Ricky's face turned gloomy and his tone became tougher. He could not refuse: "Out of admiration for your courage, I will not embarrass your companions who are hiding outside the eaves."
Hearing this, Thales breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, as long as he is not involved directly, there is still a chance to deceive...
The driller stared blankly at Ricky, looking at his cold eyes.
"please forgive."
"I'm not sure about your..."
Ricky snorted coldly and spoke in short words.
"I don't trust you."
"I especially don't trust Teng."
He straightened up, his whole body turned into solid ice in an instant, and bit out words from between his teeth: "So, just worry about that bullshit prince yourself, we have nothing to do with each other."
"Is it clear enough?"
The driller stared at the other party, as if he didn't believe they would refuse.
"but……"
There was surprise and hesitation in his tone: "You are alone and helpless. The process of breaking into the Bone Prison will be very difficult. Even if you succeed by luck, there will be no place for the Sword of Disaster in the Kingdom of Stars..."
"If we were worried about the things you said," Clay snorted, "then we wouldn't be here at all."
"Also, don't call us the Sword of Disaster, no one likes that title."
Facing the solemn face of the drill, the middle-aged swordsman from the North put down the long sword named Dark Light and crossed his arms:
"We are the inheritors outside the tower."
"Rather than a group of sewer bugs led by a certain eunuch who has a false reputation as an ancestor."
Following his words, the Swords of Disaster hummed in agreement.
The tone and expression reveal unruly rebellion and self-confidence.
The drill boy lowered his head tightly, his cheeks trembling slightly.
Ricky sneered slightly, as if he couldn't laugh or cry. He waved his hand to the drill: "You can go."
Several mercenaries stepped forward consciously and surrounded the drill on three sides.
But the next second, the driller suddenly raised his head!
"Wait a minute!"
Zhuozi seemed to have figured something out, and his face at this moment showed a trace of inexplicable hesitation and struggle: "I probably understand your feelings about the movie host, but this..."
Ricky shook his head without looking at him:
"I told you, you can leave."
The masked man snorted disdainfully, and Clay continued to pay attention to his dim light.
Mercenary Sonny stepped forward.
"You heard what he said, bug," Sonny looked at the drill coldly:
"Are you going to help yourself, or are we going to help you?"
Even though he said this, he had no intention of letting the other party "help himself": two strong mercenaries stretched out their hands, grabbed the driller's shoulders, and tried to drag him away.
At that moment, a trace of inexplicable determination appeared on Drill's face.
He suddenly raised his head and looked over the mercenaries' shoulders at the unmoved Ricky.
"What if this has nothing to do with Teng?"
These words made Ricky move slightly.
"What if this isn't some bullshit cooperation, but just a deal between me and you, just Dozi and Crassus?"
These words made Ricky couldn't help but turn his head.
"What?"
As he asked, the mercenaries tightened their grip on the drill.
Ricky narrowed his eyes, as if he were meeting a drill for the first time: "What does this mean?"
The drill boy broke free from the mercenary's grip and struggled forward regardless of his embarrassment.
"As I said, what happened today, whether it was the kidnapping of the prince or the cooperation between the two parties, has nothing to do with Teng," Zhuozi gritted his teeth, with a determined look on his face: "Shadow Master, no, Teng doesn't know anything about what happened here."
As soon as he said this, Clay's eyes widened in surprise, and the masked man even said softly, "Hey."
Only Ricky remained unmoved.
But his tone changed.
"I have to say, you caught my interest," the leader of the Sword of Disaster said slowly:
"What's wrong with Teng?"
In the suffocating silence, Zhuozi showed a sad smile and shook his head helplessly and regretfully.
"It's over."
Ricky's eyes flashed!
His body leaned forward unconsciously: "Say it again?"
Clay and the masked man exchanged surprised looks.
Thales had always been worried about his own future, and had little interest in the grudges and grudges of these mysterious organizations.
Until the drill's next sentence.
"Six years ago, that day."
The driller turned his head suddenly and stared at Clay with a little excitement: "You know, Clay, you and I were both in Longxiao City at the time. On that day when both the dragon and the disaster came, we witnessed that with our own eyes.
A drastic change that shook the Western Continent.”
Thales' heart seemed to skip a beat.
Even the fast rope stopped moving.
"On the same day, when everyone's eyes were focused on the death of King Nun and the ownership of the Dragon Scale Crown," Zhuo Zi said angrily: "Many things that the world doesn't know happened in the dark side of Longxiao City."
The lights flickered and the tavern became quieter and quieter.
Ricky nodded his chin and focused his eyes: "Continue."
Zhuozi snorted coldly, glanced at the mercenaries around him, looked at their various expressions, and then said coldly:
"That day, whether it was intelligence interception or head-on confrontation, Teng was completely defeated at the hands of the Black Prophet."
"All the channels of the Shadow Shield in Longxiao City were destroyed, and even major events such as the assassination of King Nun went wrong; Risban and the Grand Dukes knew the existence of the conspiracy prematurely, and the remaining forces in Longxiao City
With the secret help of the Secret Department, we escaped the siege of the Black Sand Territory and reintegrated; in Longxiao City, we almost became blind, and we couldn't even spare the manpower to chase Walton's granddaughter and capture the Star Prince; Lumba
We were even forced to have no choice but to take risks with our own lives, and none of the tricks we left behind for the several grand dukes to force them to obey Lumba to blame the stars could not be used."
"With the help of Lombard, our layout in the Northland has almost completely failed."
The mercenaries began to whisper.
Thales frowned, ignoring the shocked expression that Quick Rope gave him, while the Swords of Disaster all frowned.
What?
What does it mean to take a photo...
that night.
That early morning.
Dragon blood.
What happened that day...
Ricky didn't react. He stared at the drill coldly, waiting for his next words.
"Not only that."
Biting frost bloomed in Zhuozi's eyes: "That day, the secret department also found him."
"Teng, he encountered an ambush in Longxiao City, and the Secret Service cornered him," Diao Zi said coldly, with unspeakable emotions: "He gave Teng a fatal blow that left him seriously injured and dying."
At that moment, the three members of the Sword of Disaster all trembled!
"That man's power, including the Far Eastern cronies who followed him all the way from Su Ye, have all suffered heavy losses."
Ricky turned his head and looked at Clay.
Clay shook his head and said he didn't know.
Ricky frowned, doubt in his eyes.
Faced with his scrutiny, the driller laughed without any emotion.
"Sometimes I even suspect that for the Black Prophet, Exeter's power struggle may just be a natural progression."
He smiled miserably and spoke tiredly: "That night, Shadow Shield, especially Teng himself, was the first target of the kingdom's secret department."