In the next twenty days, the weather in the royal capital turned cold, and winter arrived.
Under Jinni's fierce training, Tails spent more than two hours each morning and evening, and under the necessary conditions of exhaustion and backache, he learned all three sets of Gubei military swordsmanship.
style, seven sets of attack styles, one set of suitable styles, until his arms began to get used to the shape and weight of the shield and sword, and finally replaced it with a larger sword and shield. Listening to what Ji Ni said, he began to learn from the "passive" style in Ji Ni's mouth
"Being beaten" enters the process of "learning to be beaten" (which is still what Ji Ni calls it).
"Before, you were the one who was beaten. Now, you have to know why you are the one who was beaten." This is the extremely harsh Jinni.
"That's not the same as being beaten - hey, madam, you haven't started shouting yet - hiss!" This was Thales who was in a hurry.
Under Gilbert's strict supervision and in cultural classes every afternoon and evening, Thales basically learned the advanced grammar of Common Language and the basic use of Ancient Imperial Language, and began to be exposed to the rhetoric of the star nobles and some necessary
foreign language literacy (such as Far Eastern proverbs and elf warnings), and learned some basic common sense of Errol's world through his tireless history lessons.
"In the stars, a noble who cannot use the ancient imperial alphabet and ancient grammar for rhetoric is unqualified. And Mr. Thales, I believe you will need some time to become familiar with the complex and changeable ancient imperial alphabet..."
The next second, watching Thales finish writing the ancient empire alphabet casually, Gilbert sighed depressingly and threw the teacher's dignity into the sea of end:
"...Um, okay, let's move on to the next chapter, the basic rhetoric of ancient imperial language."
In Thales's eyes, except for the pony that took pleasure in throwing him, and all kinds of strange aristocratic etiquette, there seemed to be nothing unpleasant. Even Corleone's vampire trio and the lolita
The Grand Duke actually didn't come to bother him.
So... Thales nodded slightly in his heart: It's time to explore the mystery of himself.
One afternoon when the weather was slightly warmer, Gilbert, who was holding a book and carrying a cane, saw Thales standing on the chair in the study, looking for something on the heavy bookshelf, and couldn't help but curiously asked:
"What are you looking for, my little sir?"
"Ah, Gilbert, wait for me a moment - according to the alphabetical order, it should be here... Hey, why is this book so thick..."
Gilbert chuckled lightly, walked to the bookshelf, and helped Thales, who had just finished sword practice in the morning and was weak in physical strength, take out the thick book from the books on both sides.
"Thank you, Gilbert, ah, here we have all the books." Thales threw the thick book tiredly onto the fir desk and placed it with the several books already on it."
"This is..." The middle-aged noble walked closer and saw clearly the titles of the top books: "History of the Bright Star Family", "Genealogy of the Star Royal Family", "Collection of Star Decree and King's Warrants from 10-612", "Stars"
"The Palace Collection", as well as several other books, as well as the "Chronicle of Star Kings" that I just got.
"These are some books that I have found that may record the history of my family based on the alphabet words I have learned in the past few weeks. I plan to study them slowly after I can read them fluently." Thales scratched his head.
He said with some embarrassment: "After all, as my father's only son, I don't know anything about Canxing, the royal family, or my blood family - it seems unreasonable."
Gilbert raised his brows slightly, but then he was relieved: thinking about their conversation in the secret room, you knew you should never underestimate this young gentleman's adaptability and precocious maturity.
"Especially since I heard you talk about the 'Revival King' Tormund before, and Ms. Jinni told me some things about the eldest son of the late king, my uncle, His Highness Midir."
Thales said excitedly as he arranged the books on the table and quietly piled a few books under other books.
The time traveler continued: "So, I am more curious about Canxing and the family I come from."
Gilbert looked at Thales, smiled, and nodded slightly.
He didn't notice Thales' slightly different breathing rate.
"Your studiousness and diligence are really gratifying to me... Ms. Jinni told you the story of the late king's eldest son?"
"Well, although not too much," Thales nodded and pushed the book aside: "I probably know that Midir Bright Star is a good man with a gentle smile, and he seems to be very popular with everyone."
To Thales's expectation, Gilbert's eyes dimmed, as if something was recalled: "It's more than just being popular..."
But he quickly replied and nodded thoughtfully: "I'm afraid you won't be able to find any records about him. After all, he was not the king of the stars, and his death was not far away."
Thales rolled his eyes, opened a book naturally, blocked the back of the pile of books on the side, and said curiously: "In that case, Gilbert, do you know him? In your impression, my uncle
,What kind of person is His Highness Midir?"
Gilbert was stunned for a moment, then fell into thought and no longer paid attention to the pile of books in Thales' hand.
"Your Highness, King Midir..." A few seconds later, Gilbert sighed slightly, with a nostalgic tone: "As early as when the late King Eddie was sixty years old, he had already begun to assist in the affairs of the country. At that time, there was no
People doubt that he will be another wise king after Mindis III."
"He oversaw foreign affairs for a period of time, and I was fortunate enough to work under His Highness."
"At that time, due to poor cooperation with my colleagues, I messed up the task of receiving the delegation from the City of Steel: I used a crystal wine cup with the emblem of the Holy Tree to entertain the dwarf prince from the King's Hall."
"At that time, His Highness Midir persuaded the furious prince with humorous words: the reason why the Holy Tree wine cup appeared at the banquet was to commemorate the prince's grandfather who had defeated the Holy Tree Kingdom's army.
"
"And I can only feel ashamed."
"Afterwards, of course His Highness Midir did not punish me - he was as lenient as the rumors - but he personally handed me the crystal wine cup with the emblem of the Holy Tree and said to me..."
Having said this, Thales watched in surprise as Gilbert repeated the words of the former Crown Prince in an emotional tone:
"Kiel, the current value of this crystal wine glass is equal to the friendship between the Renaissance Palace and the King's Hall - this is the debt you owe to the kingdom. Whenever you have accomplished enough to offset this value, you will
Return this wine glass to me to clear your debt."
Gilbert looked into the distance and didn't speak for a long time.
Only Thales was left, relying on the stories told by Jinnie and Gilbert, trying to paint the image of the uncle in his mind: a prince with superb means and noble personality.
A few minutes later, Gilbert pondered and continued: "People in the world say that he is kind-hearted and gentle to others, but in the eyes of us officials, in fact, His Highness's talents and wisdom are no less than his character and temperament.
."
"It's hard to imagine how a person can be both merciful and majestic, gentle and decisive - but His Highness Midier is that kind of person." Gilbert put down the book, put his hands on his back, admiration filled his eyes: "
It's a bit exaggerated to say it, but until now, I still feel that a citizen of the Kingdom of Stars is not worthy of such a good His Highness."
"It's a little early to say this now," Gilbert seemed to have come back to his senses, and said to Thales with a stern gaze: "But if it is possible, Mr. Thales, I hope you can do the same.
His Highness Midir serves as an example."
"The stars are in need of such an heir." Gilbert's serious and earnest eyes made Thales slightly shocked.
At this moment, Thales suddenly remembered something.
"Gilbert, my uncle..." Thales lowered his head, hesitated for a moment, but then raised his head and asked, "How did he die?"
"You only said that he held the sword alone and died in front of the palace gate together with the guards."
silence.
"Alas..." Gilbert closed his eyes, sighed heavily, and then said: "During the bloody year, he ordered the guards and soldiers to retreat, and walked into the crowd alone, without spending a single soldier.
He killed no one and calmed down the crisis of the mob attacking the palace gate."
"Unfortunately, although his guards responded in time, the assassins hidden in the mob had planned for a long time and prepared six poisonous dark swords and sharp knives for him - I was in the midst of a deteriorating diplomatic operation at that time.
I am very busy, and when I find out that the royal family has been assassinated...sigh."
Thales looked into Gilbert's eyes and remained silent for a long time.
The traveler recalled the story of His Highness Midir that Jinni abnormally told him a few weeks ago.
Especially her last two sentences:
"Tales, I know what Gilbert said to you today, but I don't know what you think. However - I still remember the letter that His Highness Midir gave me back then. I just
I hope to forward it to you intact:
Madam, I forgive you out of admiration, not pity.
I admire your courage to break out of the shackles.
But now that you have made your choice, please don’t hesitate and don’t weakly return to the birdcage that once suffocated you - don’t let the spiritual birdcage lock your wings of freedom, let alone the illusory rules.
Article, sacrifice your true self.
I sincerely hope and bless you, and hope that your life will only belong to you from now on.
I wish you good luck in taking the security officer qualification test."
Thales was fascinated by the meaning of these words - in what state of mind did a crown prince who was born to grow up in what he called a "birdcage" say these words?
Until Gilbert called him out of his memories and trance and started their afternoon class.
While listening to Gilbert explain the four different modes of human lingua franca using ancient proverbs and poems as examples, Thales glanced at the pile of books at hand.
He didn't tell the truth to Gilbert just now.
He was not looking for Canxing's family history, nor did he want to know about his saint-like uncle.
What Thales is looking for is information about magicians.
From the first day he arrived at Mindis Hall, Thales had been planning to explore "magic energy". After experiencing the unstable but effective explosion in Manor, he became more interested in exploring his own secrets.
The desire became more and more urgent.
The history of the Ending War that Gilbert told and his attitude towards "disasters" - so-called "magic masters" like Esida - made him even more frightened.
Although... Thales whispered to himself: Yodel may have heard the conversation between himself and Asheida.
These three books, "Endgame: The Sundering", "From the Final Empire to the Kingdom of Stars", and "The Travels of Cahir Yeluo: Supplementary Collection of the Great Sundering Past", are the real stories he has hidden among many deceptive history books.
Objective: The truth about the final battle and those "disaster" magicians.
In any case, it is best not to reveal the secrets about the strange "magic energy" in his body to anyone before ensuring safety. After learning to read and write, it is the safest way to start investigating from books.
Now, according to Gilbert's request, Thales began to copy aristocratic terms in different voices.
Rather than pretending to be relaxed and natural, he was silently muttering in his heart, hoping that Gilbert would not come up to read the books in person, leave after class, or help him move the books back to his room.
If everything goes well and these peaceful days continue, maybe some progress will be made soon on the matter of my own secrets.
But Thales will soon learn that for people like him, a peaceful life is always just an appearance.
For example, what Thales didn't know was that not far outside the Mindis Hall, a meeting related to his hidden secrets was taking place.
And his secret is in danger of being exposed.
Under the shade of the tree, Yodel stood quietly, seeming to be respectfully waiting for the people in the dark carriage in front of him. However, anyone who had seen him fighting knew that Yodel at this time was in high tension and could be ready at any time.
A state where you can attack.
"Long time no see, little Yoder."
As an old hoarse voice sounded, an old figure walked tremblingly from the car door that the king opened.
Although the extreme level of consciousness has already allowed Yoder to know who the other person in the carriage is.
But when he actually saw him in person, the brow behind Yoder's mask could not help but frown.
This is an old man wearing a simple black robe, leaning on a wooden black crutch. His hair is sparse and gray, and there are many wrinkles. His face is ordinary and unremarkable, and cannot even leave an impression on even the most discerning people.
.
"Why don't you ask your father?" An old and hoarse voice that seemed to have been cultivated in the darkness for many years, so that it had no emotion, slowly sounded from the old man's throat.
Faced with the old man's question, Yodel responded silently.
The old man grinned, revealing the few remaining teeth in his gums: "Well, I almost forgot that even though my blood is flowing through your veins, your last name is Cato, not Hansen."
There was still no movement from Yodel.
"I just came back not long ago." The old man seemed to have been used to Yoder's attitude for a long time, and continued to speak without any dissatisfaction.
"And my children brought the results of the Hongfang Street investigation and another interesting thing."
Yoder still didn't answer.
The old man laughed softly and said slowly:
"The secret department has been pursuing the air magician for twelve years without any clues. Ashida Sarkon has been confirmed to have returned to the royal capital and appeared in Red Square Street."
The gears behind Yodel's mask began to turn invisibly
"Although the Blood Bottle Gang is a gang created by him and his fellow murderer, the famous Qi Magician's personal visit is obviously not just to destroy the Brotherhood and cut off the wings of the Black Sword."
Yodel said nothing, but the gears behind his mask turned faster and faster.
"Don't be nervous, Mr. Cato," the old man said with an old and hoarse voice, letting out an unpleasant laugh: "I'm just following your majesty's instructions to find out how you have the blood of the royal family and can seal the magician.
of things.”
Yoder looked up suddenly!
On the mask, a pair of crystal lenses instantly changed from dark to bright yellow, staring at the old man in black.
"This mask is still so annoying. I have long advised Your Majesty to throw it away as soon as possible..."
The old man in black was leaning on a cane, as if he didn't notice the gaze directed at him from behind the lenses.
He walked tremblingly in front of Yoder and laughed twice unpleasantly:
"So... as one of the carriers of the legendary anti-demon armed force and the Supreme Sword and Shield, Mr. Yodel Gato."
"Can you explain to me clearly what happened to the Qi Magic Master on the night of the incident?"