Thales clenched his fists subconsciously and glanced in the direction of the Royal Guards' increasingly smaller figures.
Perhaps it was the shocking reputation of the king, or the terrifying reputation of the secret department. As the knight's voice spread, hundreds of cavalry under Roman's command, from the vigilantes on the outside to the waiting people inside, were suddenly in an uproar.
The two members of the Secret Order on horseback are getting closer and closer.
No, there were more than two people, and behind them, more than a dozen horses were rolling towards them.
After reacting, Thales turned to Roman in the distance with a pale face:
"Hey, noob, I mean, Williams!"
He shouted, his tone full of anxiety:
"Maybe I can use my identity to delay..."
But Roman's reaction was faster than him!
"Why panic!"
Legend Wings is riding on his white horse, his earrings are swaying, and he looks heroic.
While urging his hooves forward, he roared and ordered his subordinates around him to suppress their uneasiness:
"Do what you have to do!"
Roman approached slowly and glanced at Thales.
Thales was startled: at this moment, Legend Wing was exuding ominous emotions, and his expression was clouded, as if thunder was about to come.
"the same as you."
He said coldly on the white horse.
The young man nodded subconsciously.
Roman then raised his head and looked at the dozen knights who were getting closer and closer.
Ten seconds later, a dozen members of the Secret Service on horseback finally galloped up to Thales and dismounted skillfully:
The leader holding the scroll looked a little fat, and looked quite happy from a distance. He was wearing thin clothes and a turban common in the Western Wilderness, and he was panting;
The second person following him had stern eyes, a tough face, and his movements on the horse were calm and leisurely. But for some reason, Thales always felt that his upper lip and left jaw were slightly red, as if he had been stained with some lip gloss or other paint.
The knights behind them all have different faces, but they all wear different costumes: businessmen, mercenaries, farmers, herdsmen, each one is different.
This is……
Secret science?
Thales was wary.
The slightly fat man took the lead, stepping hard on the sand, trying to lift the scroll in his hand higher.
"This is Lord Hansen's delegation warrant, with His Majesty's confirmation signature on it..."
His Xihuang accent was very thick, and the calm and tough man behind him carefully looked at the young man behind Legend Wings.
Thales looked at the warrant said to be from the Black Prophet with a headache, hoping that the former royal guards would run faster.
After all, neither they nor Quick Rope are suitable beings to appear in the vision of the secret science.
As for here...
I hope the pretty boy and him can drag on longer.
Roman snorted, stepped off the saddle neatly and gracefully, and casually took the scroll from the fat man's hand.
"So, who the hell are you."
Compared with his handsome appearance, Roman's tone was cold and his words were vulgar.
There was no intention of making small talk at all.
The tough man and the fat man were both stunned, and the people in the secret department behind them also had different expressions.
"Williams..."
The slightly fat man seemed to be holding back his impatience. After saying his name, he remembered something and then added the title:
"Baron, my lord."
Roman looked at him sideways.
"I am one of the people from the Secret Service stationed in the Western Wilderness. You can call me Gomez."
The fat Gomez adjusted his breathing, gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand to signal to the tough man behind him:
"When arranging this operation, we met several times before, maybe you don't remember, and this is my boss..."
But Roman's next move shocked everyone, including Thales.
I saw the Wings of Legend calmly pulling away the secret order, but without even looking at it, I held it indifferently...
Tear it in two pieces.
Gomez and his superiors, including more than a dozen people from the Secret Service, frowned fiercely.
Thales raised his eyebrows and lowered his head slightly, having a bad feeling.
"I know who you are."
Legend Wing's eyes were as cold as ice. In front of everyone in the secret department, he continued to tear the scroll into smaller pieces without caring, while saying in a cold voice:
"I mean……"
"Who the hell do you think you are?"
The faces of the two leaders of the secret department froze.
The Wings of Legend tore it apart four or five times in succession, until the order from the Secret Division turned into countless shreds of paper, which he threw away with a sneer.
"Just run here...order me?"
The fragments of the warrant were scattered and returned to the earth together with the gravel.
Damn it.
Thales stared at the pieces of paper on the floor with mixed emotions.
So arrogant?
Legend Wing looked disdainfully at the person from the secret department in front of him, with a dangerous look in his eyes.
Everyone in the secret department looked at the confetti on the ground, and their eyes turned full of hostility when they looked at Roman.
"There is His Majesty's signature on it..."
Gomez saw the other party's disrespectful behavior and his breathing became rapid. He clenched his fists and his cheeks trembled with anger.
But just when Gomez was about to explode, his boss held down Gomez's shoulders from behind.
"I believe this is His Highness Thales?"
Thales' eyes moved when his name was called.
The tough-looking man was half a head taller than Gomez, with a scimitar common in the desert hanging on his waist. He pulled Gomez back a step, stepped forward, and bowed.
Everyone in the Secret Service behind him, including Gomez, also bowed in unison.
"Your Highness, this is the first time we meet. I am the top person in charge of the kingdom's secret department in the Western Wilderness, Norbu."
Norbu's voice was slightly thick, and although it also contained some Western Wilderness accent, Thales understood it very clearly, and he could clearly identify from the diction and habits that the other party seemed to be from the Central Territory.
Moreover, he is the top person in charge of Xihuang...
"Um, hello?"
Thales raised his chest and raised his head, awkwardly pulling at some of the wounds on his body, and turning the bruises on his face to the backlight, trying to maintain the majesty of a prince.
Nobu, who looked obviously calmer than Gomez, raised his head and said in a respectful tone:
"Your Highness, welcome back to the country. It seems that the rescue operation of my colleagues in the Northland was successful."
His eyes are sharp:
"But for the sake of the kingdom, I still have a few small problems..."
Small question...
Oops.
What would he ask?
Behind the dunes, those escaped prisoners of the Prison of Bones?
But just when Thales was worried about how to deal with the secret people in front of him so that they could ignore the figures slowly leaving in the distance, Roman held him down.
"Boy, go to the back."
Legend Wing interrupted Norbu rudely.
"Let the adults speak."
This made the expressions of the two members of the secret department change again.
In the past, Thales might have been dissatisfied with Roman's tone, but this time, he was truly grateful to Roman for interjecting and saving him.
Thales pretended to be sick and looked sick, and took a few steps back down the slope.
Let Roman face Nobu from the secret department.
Nobu's face looked a little ugly, but he still bowed politely:
"Lord Williams, thank you for taking the trouble to bring the prince back and make another contribution to the kingdom."
Unfortunately, his politeness may have hit a brick wall.
"If you have something to say, just say it," Legend Wings hummed,
"If you fart, hurry up."
Nobu's expression froze.
Gomez behind him frowned even more angrily.
But at this time, he didn't know whether he saw the royal guards or the Swords of Disaster leaving. Gomez's face changed drastically, he pointed at a group of people retreating on foot in the distance, and ordered to the people behind him:
"No, Norbu, those people are leaving!"
"Go and stop them first..."
The staff of the secret department were obviously well-trained. Before Gomez could finish speaking, they all reined up their horses and prepared to intercept the retreating people.
Thales was shocked.
Damn it!
Regardless of whether it is the Royal Guard or the Sword of Disaster that is discovered...
You have to stop them first.
But just when he was about to stand up and use his identity to delay time, Legend Wings suddenly waved his hand!
"Puff, puff..."
The next second, the sound of countless horse hooves hitting the sand was heard!
Nobu and Gomez's expressions changed and they turned around subconsciously!
I saw Roman's hundreds of cavalry rolling in like a wave, coming quickly!
In a matter of ten seconds, the fierce-looking cavalry formed a loose but unignorable circular formation, running back and forth, surrounding everyone in the secret department from a distance of tens of feet, with their swords unsheathed and their crossbows cocked.
Full of murderous intent.
"Puff, puff..."
Horse hooves rolled, smoke and dust spread, and everyone in the secret department was shocked and doubtful, subconsciously grabbing their weapons.
"baron?"
Norbu looked at Roman in disbelief.
The latter snorted coldly.
"Here, the only person who has the authority to command," Legend Wings put down his hand and looked at the people in front of him coldly:
"just me."
"do you understand?"
Gomez was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth:
"No, you are..."
But Nobu reached back and held Gomez down again, and he leaned over and lowered his head:
"Sir, we have no intention to offend, let alone interfere with your command authority,"
"It's just about tonight's joint operation," Nobu seemed to realize something, his tone was very humble:
"Kingdom Secret Department, I have a few questions to ask."
Roman glanced at him gently and turned to the smoking camp in the distance:
"question?"
"So, you want to interrogate me?" he said softly.
Norbu smiled reluctantly:
"No, just a discussion."
As if he was afraid that the other party would not believe it, Norbu immediately turned back and ordered his men:
"Everyone, dismount and move away."
In the hesitant and nervous eyes of the secret department subordinates, Norbu smiled and said:
"We just need a little space and time to chat privately with Lord Baron."
Except for Gomez, everyone in the secret department looked at each other, and finally dismounted, held the reins, and retreated to a safe distance.
The cavalry of Legend Wings immediately changed their formation, divided into dozens of cavalry, and came close to them, almost as if they were under surveillance, waiting for them to lead their horses to a distance.
Norbu looked back at Roman, his eyes serious.
As if waiting for something.
Legend Wing snorted, then raised his right arm and made a gesture.
"Puff, puff..."
The sound of horse hooves changed again.
The cavalry surrounding the crowd put their swords into their scabbards, lowered their crossbows, and slowly retreated under the command of the commander.
The clearing returned to calm, and the tense atmosphere relaxed.
"Fuck, those people..."
The helpless Gomez reluctantly looked at the mercenaries and royal guards walking further and further away, and slapped his thigh hard.
Thales also breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously.
Seeing that the conflict subsided, Norbu, who acted calmly, nodded.
"Lord Baron, according to the original plan, we will 'consolidate' the loyalty and obedience of the Western Wilderness nobles in the unfortunate death of the Blade Tooth Camp."
"By the way, we are using the illusion that "the camp is empty and there is an opportunity to take advantage of" to lure and incite all the gangsters entrenched here to clean up the western front."
Norbu looked at Roman calmly, his eyes burning.
"Of course, you are the key person and commander of the operation, and the secret department will assist you from the side."
Thales, who was listening to their conversation, subconsciously pulled the package.
really.
But Roman just squinted his eyes and replied with a nasal voice without caring:
"uh-huh."
He has a calm expression and an awe-inspiring posture.
Obviously, the arrogance of Legend Wings made the fat Gomez very dissatisfied, but Nobu continued without any influence:
"But we laid an ambush in the middle of the night. Except for a few unimportant pawns, we only caught a certain Northland nobleman at the gate of the Bone Prison who insisted that he had met His Majesty Kessel and could obtain diplomatic immunity."
His tone was unwilling.
Thales frowned:
That's Russell.
Represents... King Charmaine.
"There is also a certain well-connected tavern owner, mercenary agency, and of course, Lord Baron, we believe that after knocking out that Tampa, the mercenaries in the camp with a long history and intricate connections will become more peaceful, and your rule will also
More stable and smooth.”
As Norbu spoke, he observed Legend Wing's expression. He chose his words very carefully, as if he was afraid of disturbing anything.
Tavern owner.
Thales felt worried again:
Tampa's relationship with Quick Rope is not shallow. If he makes a mistake...
But Roman still only responded with a faint nasal sound:
"uh-huh."
It is very similar to those portraits on canvas that are full of posture but still.
Norbu frowned slightly, but he quickly returned to normal.
This time, he said seriously and cautiously:
"But we didn't catch the driller."
Drill.
Thales tightened his fist.
"He is an important target that we have been tracking recently and may have a considerable part of the Shadow Shield, including their deployment in the Star Border and within Exter."
"And secrets about other senior executives in Shadow Shield."
Nobu's expression was serious, and there was unwillingness in his eyes.
"And we didn't wait for that group of mysterious mercenaries hired by you, sir, to defect from the Tower of the End."
Nobu said, looking suspiciously at the mercenaries in the distance who were carrying knives and swords and were about to leave the field of vision.
"According to the plan, because the Sword of Disaster has a large number of people and amazing combat power, it must be captured immediately when the net is closed."
"And their value is no less than Shadow."
Norbu stared at Roman closely, as if asking him to react.
But Legend Wings just continued to stare at the smoking camp and did not reply.
Gomez couldn't bear it anymore, so he took over what his boss said:
"Listen, our two major goals didn't show up! And you didn't even implement the planned arrangements, so it can only be"
But he didn't finish.
"I guess!"
Once again, Nobu interrupted Gomez and warned his subordinates with stern eyes:
"Sir Baron, you must have encountered an unexpected emergency and had no time to notify us, so you had to change the deployment of the operation?"
The legendary wings still did not move.
But Norbu's eyes were bright and bright, and he glanced at Thales:
"Did you open a secret exit that is only used in emergencies for some reason, such as to save the prince?"
"So that the target accidentally escaped from our trap?"
He seemed to be asking something.
Snare.
Thales remembered: Whether it was Ricky or Samir, after the Swords of Disaster went down to the dungeon, no matter they faced the Shadow Shield or them, their attitude from the beginning to the end was "Don't go back to the ground."
He understood something.
This time, Legend Wings finally responded.
"So after you closed the net, you left the camp and chased me here."
He turned his head and glanced at the solemn Norbu and the angry Gomez.
"Not too stupid."
Norbu exhaled from his nose, seeming to suppress a wave of emotions:
"Okay, forget about the Sword of Disaster..."
"But the drill of the Shadow Shield, I guess he is in your hands, right?"
Roman suddenly sneered, like the sunshine breaking an iceberg.
"don’t worry."
"I've taken care of him."
Nobu narrowed his eyes:
"'deal with'?"
Legend Wing turned around and tapped the huge skull on his left shoulder. The delicate earrings in his left ear swayed slightly with his movements:
"That drill of yours, I happened to find out that he was the main culprit in the assassination of Prince Heyman and the persecution of the Blade Fang camp in the Year of Blood."
"So I gave him...the punishment he deserved."
Thales and Nobu moved at the same time.
"punish?"
Nobu frowned and looked at Gomez.
Legend Wing turned sideways and gestured to an open space in the distance:
"If you want at least most of his body, please do."
Nobu and Gomez looked in the direction and saw a headless male corpse half buried in the yellow sand in the open space.
"As for the other parts, I'm sorry, I want to collect them."
Even though Thales had seen many dead people, the dead body that was "processed" by Roman was really imaginative:
The area above the shoulders was in a mess, covered in red and white unknown liquid and cut-off soft tissue (such as eyeballs). It looked uncanny and made him feel sick.
The moment they saw the target's body, Nobu and Gomez's faces instantly turned pale, and Nobu even swayed!
No.
"That's, that's really..." Gomez said in disbelief.
"Is he dead?" Nobu gritted his teeth, his mood no less than that of Gomez.
Legend Wing snorted coldly and turned around:
"When you go back, tell your father, tell Kessel: revenge, you're welcome."
Thales rubbed his nose and looked away.
The two people in the secret department were breathing heavily, and they automatically ignored each other's direct address to the king, and just looked at the corpse of the master in confusion.
A few full seconds.
With such a look of unwillingness to die, even Thales couldn't help but feel sorry for them.
The wind and sand are coming, and the morning light is everywhere.
But the two people in the secret department looked back with ashen faces as if their mothers had died.
"I see……"
Thales could see that Norbu was holding back his unhappiness and anger:
"Then, sir, as for the group of sword dealers who were hired by you to do dirty work, have they also been 'dealt with'?"
Legend Wing glanced at Thales sarcastically.
"They have the prince in their hands, so, yes, I can only let them go."
Thales had no choice but to cooperate with Roman and show a quick-rope giggle to the suspicious Norbu.
"prince……"
"Let them go?"
Norbu clenched his fists tightly, feeling unwilling to do so.
But Gomez behind him couldn't help shouting:
"Impossible, you obviously have overwhelming military strength..."
But Nobu quickly held down Gomez again.
Gomez closed his mouth angrily, but did not hide the disgust in his eyes.
"Lord Baron!"
Norbu bit out the words with difficulty:
"I know that His Majesty trusts you, and I also know that he has given you great autonomy in this operation..."
"But for this...imperfect arrest."
Norbu stared hard at Douzi's body, as if in great pain:
"I think that both the kingdom's secret department and Lord Hansen may need an explanation from you."
At that moment, Thales seemed to feel that the temperature around him had dropped a bit.
"explain?"
I saw Legend Wings raising his head with a dangerous expression.
"for example?"
Nobu held down Gomez, who was furious, and gasped:
"Sir, whether it is the Shield of Shadows or the Sword of Disaster, they are all of high value and of great importance. Some even involve plans and actions that our secret department has carried out for months, years, or even longer."
"And you should not 'handle' them arbitrarily, but control them and let us handle them!"
"This is the behavior of being loyal to the kingdom and loyal to His Majesty!"
Norbu's voice fell.
The legendary wings remained motionless.
Gomez clenched his fist hard.
"Of course, now that the drill is dead, it is irreversible," Nobu saw that the other party was not moved at all, with a hint of anxiety in his tone, and he pointed into the distance:
"But I can see that the Sword of Disaster is still within sight."
Thales breathed out:
If Ricky and his people fall into the hands of the secret department, then Samuel, including the royal guards who have dealt with them...
Norbu gritted his teeth and softened his tone:
"As far as I know, the Stardust Guards under your command are the top elites in the light cavalry. They are unrivaled in their pursuit and pursuit, and their charge into battle is the best in the desert..."
Norbu said anxiously and seriously:
"Your Excellency Baron, as long as we stop them, we still have a chance... to make amends."
Legend Wing raised his head and looked in the distance in the direction where the Swords of Disaster disappeared.
He was silent for a few seconds.
In just a few seconds, Thales was extremely nervous.
Finally, Roman turned around, raised his feet, and walked forward slowly.
"Tell me, boy."
He looked at Nobu with an even sharper look:
"Are you teaching me?"
Norbu was stunned.
"Teach me how to do my job?" Roman said arrogantly.
Taught me.
Norbu understood something and turned pale.
The next second, he took a deep breath:
"Of course not, I just..."
Roman snorted and interrupted him:
"That's good."
He said every word:
"And I'm telling you now: let them go."
Nobu froze, and his clenched fists began to tremble.
As if he was holding on to something.
Gomez also bit her lower lip hard.
Legend Wing turned his gaze and looked at the Blade Tooth Camp that had been in chaos for a long time:
"Just do it."
He turned around, leaving behind the two members of the Secret Service who were shaking with anger.
But the next moment, when Thales thought everything was going to end like this...
"Roman Williams!"
"Are you sure you want to do this?"
Hearing the full name, Roman froze slightly.
With an upright posture, he slowly turned back.
But unexpectedly, this time, the person who spoke was not the slightly chubby Gomez, who looked indignant.
But his boss.
That calm, courteous Norbu.
"Are you sure you want to let them go?"
I saw Norbu staring with his eyes gloomy.
Gomez behind him was startled.
Legend Wing frowned, as if he saw something strange:
"Are you deaf or stupid?"
Norbu closed his eyes and took three deep breaths.
"No, I just..."
Gomez behind him seemed to realize something and held his shoulders:
"Nobu, you..."
The next second, Nobu opened his eyes suddenly!
"I just had enough!"
Thales discovered that Nobu, the previously calm head of Secret Science Xihuang, had disappeared.
Instead, there was an angry man trembling all over and gritting his teeth:
"Legendary Wings, the Three Commanders of the Stars?"
"Are you really worthy?"
"Is it because you like killing people, you like blood, and you like carving human skulls as ornaments?"
Hearing this, Thales frowned.
Legend Wing seemed to be shocked by these words. He was silent for a second and then slowly spoke:
"oh."
Legend Wings seems to be chewing on this sentence:
"What's the meaning?"
Norbu took a step forward, stared at the refined-looking Roman, and said firmly:
"I mean."
"Since the Year of Blood, I have been in the Western Wilderness for more than ten years."
"Roman Williams, you effeminate guy..."
"In addition to relying on His Majesty's tolerance and negligence, I went my own way in the Blade Tooth camp, acted arrogantly, ceded territory to myself, ignored orders, acted domineeringly, and acted arrogantly..."
Norbu's eyes seemed to be bursting with anger:
"Have you ever done anything good?"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone else present was shocked.
Go my own way, be arrogant and self-centered...
Separating territory for oneself, ignoring orders...
To be domineering and domineering...
Damn it.
This series of descriptions or accusations opened Taylor's eyes.
He suppressed the shock in his heart, frowned and looked at the motionless Legend Wing, recalling his impression of him.
Well, it seems...
Nothing wrong?
Gomez, who was behind Nobu, seemed to be frightened by his boss. He hugged Nobu's chest from behind and tried to drag him backward:
"Nobu, you are crazy, stop talking..."
But Legend Wings waved his hand to stop him, with a rare interest in his eyes:
"No, no, no, let him speak."
Roman stared at the angry-faced Nobu and walked back slowly:
"I like hearing different opinions."
"They are beneficial."
"Make me more..."
Legend Wing licked his lips, and his handsome face looked even more mysterious and delicate:
"excited."
At that moment, Thales smelled something bad in the air.