At that moment, Thales's entire brain was confused.
Looking at Dozi who was kneeling respectfully, what flashed through his mind were a few boring otherworldly phrases.
What a bastard spirit.
If you accept anything, please bow down.
What is Long Ao... cough cough.
Why is it that May 20th is here, and the only person who confesses to you is a man...ahem.
Thales shook his head desperately to get rid of these boring thoughts.
Don't forget, Yodel is still around.
"Damn."
Prince Xingchen looked at the drill in front of him with a subtle and complex expression, and rubbed his chicken coop-like hair:
"I really hope I can be so popular when I'm in Longxiao City."
The drill laughed again, he slowly raised his head and stood up.
"As I said, Your Highness, the Shadow Shield cannot survive alone. It needs the support of power, the need for power, and the gap of power."
The driller looked around, as if he was really worried about something: "Russell and the group of sword dealers were present before, so I have to be polite and make some remarks. But facing you alone, I can say something
Tell the truth."
Thales raised his eyebrows, wanting to see what else the other party could say.
I saw the driller pursed his lips, his expression darkened, and after a few seconds he was able to speak:
"I don't like Charmaine Lombard, your highness."
"I didn't like him from the first moment I saw him."
The torch in the drill man's hand crackled softly, and the darkness in this corner also flickered slightly.
Hearing that name, Thales subconsciously clenched his sword.
He remembered the meeting between Charmaine and the driller under the carriage six years ago when he and Little Slippery were still on the carriage of Lumba.
Thales sighed and sighed sincerely:
"Very good, then we still have something in common."
The driller nodded understandingly.
"Your Highness, you have been a hostage in the North for six years. I believe you know more than I do - the ambition and practical methods in that man's eyes are too terrifying. If Shadow Shield wants to survive independently, it must not
Attach yourself to his subordinates."
Thales narrowed his eyes: "So?"
The driller shrugged: "So we don't have much choice."
Not much choice…
When Thales frowned and thought that he had heard this sentence somewhere before, he continued plausibly: "In my opinion, Your Highness, you, representing the Kingdom of Stars, are the only ones who can turn the tide in the future and compete with Murder in the Western Continent.
The one who loves the king."
He looked at Thales sincerely and spoke firmly.
At that moment, Thales twisted his mouth and the expression on his face was very wonderful.
But the boss seemed not to notice Thales's expression, and shook his head: "And the Shield of Shadows can't hide its head and tail all the time, and can't live in the Star Kingdom's wanted manhunt for decades."
Thales blinked and shook his head stiffly.
"So, what you are saying is that when you came to Blade Tooth Camp this time, your so-called goal of 'capturing the prince' was false, and you came here purely to... find a master?"
Thales said awkwardly, feeling that not even Ada would believe this.
But the drill boy was not embarrassed at all, instead he smiled and nodded slightly.
Having said this, Drillzi seemed to have something unusual and looked around cautiously.
Thales's heart moved, fearing that the other party would discover something.
Fortunately, Yoder remained silent and without a trace.
strangeness.
Although the masked guard was used to guarding silently and taking action secretly, what could keep him restrained for so long...
Thales was shocked: Unless the opponent is really difficult to deal with.
For example... to the extent of Fallen Star and Death Crow.
The driller turned around.
"It's not safe here. Your Highness, whether it's the Sword of Disaster or Russell's Northlanders, they all want to harm you. You might as well let us go out and find a safe place..."
really.
Thales blinked, wondering when Yodel would take action, but he had to continue talking.
"So you want to say that it is actually safe to go with you, and there is no need to worry at all? Because you came to arrest me to become my vassal? Because you will not deal with me like you dealt with Hyman Bright Star eighteen years ago?
"Tales twitched the corner of his mouth and spoke sarcastically.
The boy was silent for a while, seeming to be deep in thought.
"I do not deny that I killed your uncle, Your Highness."
This time, the drill was like an old man who had gone through many vicissitudes of life, looking at the prince solemnly.
"But like I said," Zhuo Zi frowned and mentioned the strange name with only one syllable again:
"All the blood debts from eighteen years ago are in Teng's hands. That is also the dark history that Shadow Shield is least willing to uncover."
He looked steadily at Thales:
"I was just following orders and had no choice - you are destined to be the king, and you must have a matching mind and magnanimity. Compared with the real murderer behind the scenes, there is no need to hate a knife without thought, a sword without independent will.
.”
Thales rolled his eyes and didn't speak for several seconds.
The letter he tucked into his chest seemed to weigh a little heavier.
"Acting on orders and out of necessity?"
"So you don't have to take the blame."
Thales chuckled lightly, tutted and shook his head, seeming to feel something:
"You are a soldier who obeys the country's orders, so you have no choice but to massacre unarmed civilians, so you do not have to bear responsibility... You are an official representing the ruler, so you have no choice but to carry out evil policies that harm one party, and you do not have to bear responsibility... You
You are a minor official employed by others, so when you obey orders and exploit your subordinates at all levels, you have no choice but to bear the same responsibility."
"It's as if you can always find the subject at the top, whether it's the country, the king, the employer, or even the institutional tradition. It seems that you can throw all the blame on it. It seems that all the mistakes you make can be solved by finding the original source.
As if it can solve everything."
Thales sighed disdainfully:
"That's one of my most contemptible excuses."
The drill was slightly speechless.
"Unfortunately, there has never been a 'sword without a thought' or a 'sword without an owner' in human society."
Thales said coldly:
"Whether they are aware of it or not, admit it or not, accept it or not, everyone has to pay the price for what they have done, and there is no way to escape - there has never been a Jesus who suffered on behalf of others in this world."
The driller frowned slightly, slightly puzzled.
But he still let go of the doubts and sighed.
"Of course I am guilty, and I am not prepared to escape from it. On the contrary, I am trying my best to make up for it now, whether it is to be loyal to you or to reverse the fate of Shadow Shield." His voice became a little deeper.
Thales sneered.
"Make amends? Be loyal? How to do it?"
I saw the driller bowing respectfully:
"Come with me, Your Highness, we can talk about many things and share a lot of information."
A glimmer of light appeared in his eyes: "Including the secret from back then, the secret that Teng hid from everyone for eighteen years, the secret that caused misfortune to the Bright Star royal family."
Thales frowned.
"Again, we will show you our value."
The driller raised his head, with a rare trace of iron blood on his cold face:
"Since eighteen years ago, the conflict between the Star Royal Family and the great nobles has become more and more intense. The Iron Fist King's ruthless and violent methods have only exacerbated this situation. I believe that your road to being crowned king will not be smooth. Under this situation
, as the heir, you need an unknown sharp blade."
"If there is no ownerless sword in this world, then let us become a willing sword with an owner, and become the knife in the darkness," Zhuozi slowly pressed his hand on his chest, and his words were like burning boundless flames:
"Protect your crown."
"The future Supreme King of the Stars, His Majesty Thales I."
He said loudly and authentically.
Thales felt his eyelids twitch.
After a few seconds, the young man exhaled and shook his head with a half-smile.
"It's unbelievable. Only six years ago, you assassinated me under the fortress."
Thales rubbed the hilt of his sword and couldn't help laughing.
But the drill boy shook his head.
"First of all, it was Grand Duke Perfit who hired us to do it," the driller remained calm and seemed unmoved. He raised his right hand and said, "Secondly, as a king, how can you not go through hardships?"
"Our hatred is as deep as the sea, and we are enemies on opposite sides, Your Highness."
The driller pointed at himself and then respectfully signaled to Thales: "But the most brilliant ruler not only destroys enemies, but also turns enemies into friends and uses them for his own purposes."
Thales looked at him blankly.
Unimaginable.
This guy...is giving him political lessons?
The man curled up his lips and revealed a casual but not frivolous smile: "What's more, without the thrilling encounter in that assassination, how would we know what kind of lord you are, worthy of us getting rid of Teng?"
After the nightmare, we trust each other with our lives and serve with our swords?"
The next moment, Dongzi put away his smile and bowed again seriously and cautiously.
"The fate of the Shadow Shield is in your hands, Your Highness."
"Hold it to prevent us from becoming a destabilizing factor again, or let it go and let the assassin organization, which has a long history but has been scattered, continue to degenerate and harm the world, it all depends on your thoughts."
"Please show a king's mind, a monarch's demeanor, a wise decision, and think twice before acting."
A king...a king's mind?
Thales stared at the drill with dumbfounded eyes, his jaw almost dropped.
Fortunately, he didn’t say King of Glory.
But Thales still stared blankly at him, feeling that his impression of him had been completely refreshed.
"Oh my God, Quick Rope should really hire you to help him bring business," Thales shook his head and clicked his tongue:
"It's such a waste for a person like you to be an assassin."
How great would it be to elect a president?
The driller just smiled humbly.
"So, what do you mean? Are you willing to come with us? We have too many things to report to you about your future and about the future of Shadow Shield."
Thales exhaled and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"Very good, um, thank you for your kindness, you can go."
The drill squinted slightly.
Thales waved his hand awkwardly: "When I return to Yongxing City, you can send me a message. I will be happy to talk to you about the future of Shadow Shield."
The driller smiled and shook his head.
"Of course we would like to do it, but unfortunately, I don't think your father would be happy with it."
Thales hummed: "I will convince him."
But Zhuozi denied this: "I'm afraid not. I'm sure that hatred and anger have blinded King Kessel's eyes. After Teng left, I didn't send messages to the secret department, but every time they came to nothing."
Thales frowned slightly.
"That's why we have no choice but to come to you: you were inaccessible when you were in Exeter, and you were locked up in a deep palace behind the stars, surrounded by iron curtains. Only at this time can we have the opportunity to meet you without being disturbed.
"
The driller is extremely respectful:
"Please rest assured that you will be safe, and you will return to the stars. We will be your quietest and most powerful ally, and will only appear by calling when you are in need."
Thales stared at him for a long time, his fists clenching and loosening.
But the prince smiled at the last second.
"A prince named Canxing is colluding with Shadow Shield. Are you sure you are helping me instead of threatening or kidnapping me?" Thales sneered.
The boy's face froze.
"You know, a damn old witch taught me that a long time ago."
The image of a pouty girl with leaky teeth flashed before his eyes, and was replaced by an ugly face with a bloody mouth.
It gave Thales a chill.
Prince Xingchen raised his head and said happily:
"Betrayal is the true meaning of alliance."
There was silence in the dark cell, except for the faint sounds of fighting in the distance...
I don't know if they are assassins and swordsmen, or someone else.
The drill fell silent.
"If that's what you're worried about, you don't have to."
The leader of the assassins took a deep breath:
"There were so many people talking in the tavern just now that I can't say more, but you should know that I have followed Teng for so long, but I also learned some secrets behind his airtight and mysterious curtain."
Thales was thinking about Yodel, and at the same time, he was vigilantly paying attention to the other party's actions.
But the next sentence of the drill made him frown firmly.
"Your Highness, you are not the only one."
"As far as I know, one of Shadow Shield's employers during the Year of Blood..."
I saw Douzi sighing, with a smile on his face that was both helpless and regretful. He spoke slowly and in a deep tone:
"...My surname is Canxing."
After a few seconds, Thales's expression slowly changed.
What?
What does he know?
He couldn't help but think so.
That map?
That weapon?
still……
But the reality did not allow him to think too much. He only saw the driller gently stretching out his hand, looking sincere and pure:
"Your Highness, do you want to know... who is that?"
Who is that?
At this moment, Thales' heart moved.
The next second, a dark figure wearing a purple mask appeared behind the drill as if emerging from the water curtain!
Yodel.
Thales' whole body tensed up.
He had no time to react, and had no way of reacting, when he saw Yoder jumping out of the shadows, filled with murderous intent, and heading straight for the target!
The Supreme Sword rippled in the air.
Mercilessly and cold-bloodedly, he stabbed the smiling face of the drill.
The sudden change in the situation happened at this moment.
"boom!"
A bang!
The sudden bright light and loud noise caused Thales, who was in the sensory state of hell and was paying full attention to the situation, to suffer a great deal. He closed his eyes subconsciously and took three steps back in pain, leaving only the left side of his head.
Buzzing and tinnitus.
The sins of the Hell River surged forward, easing Thales' embarrassment.
Thales could only feel the ground with the most basic sense of touch. Fortunately, the Sin of Hell River gave him waves of fluctuations, allowing him to sense the endless killing intent rising in the distance.
Hell's senses are not omnipotent - this is the biggest lesson that the frightened Thales learned. One strong must have a weak, one strong must have a weak. Enhanced senses bring him more than just convenience.
The young man did not dare to put down the sword in his hand for a moment. His nerves were tense and he was ready to strike back with his sword at any time. However, he did not know whether it was because the enemy did not pay enough attention to him or had no time to be distracted. Until Thales's hearing and vision gradually recovered, he was not attacked.
to attack.
But this made him even more panicked.
because……
Sure enough, the moment Thales regained his sight and hearing and saw the situation clearly, his eyesight was splitting!
I saw the driller sitting on the side, half of his body bright red, his left arm holding a strange awl trembling slightly, and he was gasping for air.
He looked miserable.
There were two assassins lying dead beside him, both of them had their throats sealed with a sword.
But the most important thing is - Yodel wearing a mask stands in front of them, holding the supreme sword tightly in his hand, but he is unable to move forward.
His limbs were torn apart and stretched straight, and each was wrapped inch by inch by a strange, barbed metal chain. From the joints to the tendons, the chain thorns penetrated into the flesh and blood, tightly binding the masked guard.
The other end of the chain was tightly grasped in the hands of four different shadow assassins. Their eyes were cold, their understanding was very good, and their grip did not loosen at all.
Thales felt a chill in his heart.
Yodel's limbs trembled slightly. He tried his best to fight and held the Supreme Sword in his back, but due to the angle, he was unable to cause any damage to the chain.
Oops.
This is……
Thales' heart tightened, and the hand holding the sword hilt became increasingly stiff.
"You know... people in our profession are all inexplicably sensitive to their peers - why we hide, when we take action, who we target, and what route we take."
The sound of the drill sounded faintly.
I saw the leader of the assassins struggling to get up from the ground, wiping away cold sweat, as if he was still frightened by the danger just now.
"But I really never thought that one day, I would be able to use these experiences to save my life."
The driller first looked at Thales, then at Yoder who couldn't move, and patted the dust on his body.
He looked at the masked guard who was controlled by others, adjusted his expression, and showed a long-lost, sincere smile: