Glover avoided an oncoming mule cart and hurriedly caught up with Thales, who was walking in front of him.
"Excuse me, but have you decided what to do?"
Cohen followed him closely. Perhaps he knew that his work was meaningful. At this moment, the security officer was in a good mood:
"Don't worry, that's Tai-Huaiya. Just like in Exeter, he has his own ideas. We just need to obey them-"
"I didn't think about it." Thales suddenly said.
Cohen suddenly choked.
Thales didn't look back, he just moved forward:
"By the way, I didn't think much of it when I was at Exeter."
Cohen blinked and looked at the prince's back in confusion.
Glover sighed.
"Your Highness, with all due respect," he caught up with the young man and said:
"No matter what we are going to do, we might as well follow Lord Mallos' suggestion and inform Ms. Jinni first..."
Mallos.
Thales thought of something and stopped walking.
Glover and Cohen stopped abruptly, but at least they didn't hit the boy's back.
Only then did they realize that they were standing at a crossroads at the corner of the street, facing Fuxing Avenue, which ran through the north and south of the kingdom and was filled with people.
Turn right to go back to Mindis Hall. As for turning left...
"Zombie," Thales said:
"Commuto said before that Mallos made arrangements before entering the palace to find a reason to send you out of the Mindis Hall and come to pick me up outside the palace?"
Cohen raised his head in confusion:
"Marios - oh, that big brother we met last time at Mindis Hall?"
Glover ignored him and nodded without hesitation:
"My Lord said that what happened at the banquet is no small matter. After you enter the palace, any accident is possible."
"He must consider the worst-case scenario and leave available manpower for you, lest you be left alone and helpless, while we are leaderless and at a loss."
Thales was startled at first, and then smiled.
"That guy, even though he fights against me every day, he still has some merits, right?"
Glover nodded cautiously.
"Before becoming a watchman, the Lord was the herald of the command wing. He was responsible for delivering the orders of Captain Adrian to each wing. Many times, what he said was what the captain of the guard meant."
Thales snorted softly.
"Yeah, that guy looks like... he knows a little bit of everything, but he also hides a little bit of everything."
He is indeed a watchman.
Thales sighed secretly in his heart.
"Zombie, how long have you been in the royal guard?"
Glover was stunned for a moment, but instinctively replied:
"My qualifications are still relatively young, Your Highness, less than six years."
With complicated emotions, Thales looked through the passing cars and pedestrians, looking through the gaps between their figures towards the end of the avenue.
Under the setting sun, the majestic and heavy dark pyramid stood silently, like a giant lock falling from the sky, firmly pressing the heart of Yongxing City and even the entire Star Kingdom.
"What about Mallos?"
Glover looked solemn:
"Lord Marius was the first guard to be reorganized into the royal guard after His Majesty Kessel's coronation. Over the past ten years, there have been many changes in the guard, but the Lord has always been there."
Thales nodded thoughtfully:
"So, eighteen years."
"So, he has been serving around the Fuxing Palace and beside the throne for eighteen years, so he can be so skilled, so indifferent, so calm, so - thoughtful."
Under the hood, Thales stared at the dark and deep ancient palace:
"Whether it's preventing me from showing up when I enter the city, dealing with it at a royal banquet, or making arrangements before a disaster strikes."
"It seems that this is his instinct of action and his normal life - he has seen through it, adapted to it, and is used to it. He sees every trick and accepts it."
Just like a senior actor who is accustomed to a stage and a play, repeating similar lines countless times.
Cohen, who was not in a state of boredom, looked at the Fuxing Palace at the end of the avenue and yawned unabashedly:
"Well, it's already evening..."
Thales suddenly spoke and interrupted him:
"Do you know what we're facing now?"
Glover frowned.
Thales pondered his thoughts:
"Wire."
Glover and Cohen were both stunned:
"Wire?"
Thales nodded:
"Yes, just like in a puppet show, the string on the idol has two ends."
"One over there, one over here."
"It involves me, Marius, and everyone's every move."
Thales stared at the heavy pyramid in the distance.
When I was young, the palace was like the clouds floating in the sky. Although it was untouchable, people always looked up and stared at it.
Now, when I can really touch it...
Thales slowly stretched out his left hand, bent the tiger's mouth, and slowly captured the Fuxing Palace in the distance between his fingers.
At that moment, it seemed exquisite and under control.
However, no matter how he tightened his fingers, all Thales could feel was the rustling autumn wind blowing across his palms, leaving no trace but a chill.
"Just like in Longxiao City, as well as in Blade Fang Camp and Bone Prison," the young man frowned:
"In everything that happens, there is always a thread that pulls everything together, and eventually converges into a torrent, rolling forward."
Cohen listened in confusion and confusion, but finally caught a term he understood:
"What? Have you been to the Prison of Bones? That place that is only accessible and cannot be exited?"
Following Thales' movements, Glover looked at the Fuxing Palace in the distance and became alert:
"Pull the thread - are you saying that whether it was the accident at the banquet or today's turmoil, you were in other people's threads and were used and manipulated?"
Cohen glanced at the zombie and became equally alert:
"What banquet? What accident? What disturbance?"
Thales shook his head slightly:
"No."
"According to past experience, every time, as long as I understand where the thread is, see through it, grab it, and split it, I can see the exit of the maze - even if there is another maze behind the exit."
But Thales's expression became even deeper.
"But this time," the young man said solemnly:
"This time it's a little more special."
He looked at the small Fuxing Palace between his fingers and felt that it was becoming more and more unreal and distant.
Glover listened carefully and said nothing.
The next second, the golden sunset passed through Thales's fingers, illuminating the scars on his palms that had become indelible due to multiple cuts.
Thinking of this, a dull pain came from the palm of my hand, replacing the ethereal chill.
"It's not that clear, it's not that specific, it's not that direct - the thread on the other end isn't even a person."
"Sometimes, I even feel that maybe everything is just my illusion and there is no line at all."
Thales put down his palm and exhaled.
"But it's not."
"The thread is still there, but it's just because it's too many, too thick, too dense, and twisted into a ball, so that I can't start, and it's even difficult to detect."
Cohen heard it in great pain, but when he saw that Glover was also confused, he felt much relieved.
"Because a long time ago, what I wanted to solve was just a single thread," Thales said with a burning gaze: "The inheritance rights of the second prince, the anger of King Nun, the ambition of Lomba, the rule of the Grand Duchess..."
“Simple, convenient and clean.”
Evening has arrived, and there are gradually more and more people on Fuxing Avenue. Those who are coming off work, those who are leaving the market, those who are on shift, those who are strolling, and those who are on the road. There is a constant flow of people and carriages. The Fuxing Palace in the distance is blocked by light and darkness.
Hide and appear.
But Thales stared intently at its outline, his vision never losing focus due to the occasional disappearance of the palace.
"but now……"
"The ownership of the Blade Fang Camp, the struggle in the Western Wasteland, the undercurrent of the Mindis Hall, the shadow of the Fuxing Palace, the actions of the Kingdom's Secret Department, the position of the Seven Shining Stars, the significance of the Star Lake Guards," after finishing each noun, Thales
His expression became more solemn:
"Since I returned to the country and entered the realm of stars, there has been more than one thing, one hand, and one person that has been pulling, restricting, and oppressing me."
"What I need to untie is far more than just one thread."
The chaos in the Western Wilderness, Marius in the Guards, the gaze on the throne, Iris' hostility, the accident at the royal banquet, the war in Exeter, the agenda of the Royal Council, the encounter in the secret department...
Countless figures passed before Thales' eyes, just like countless pictures flashed through his mind:
"Every time I untie one thread, I get myself tangled up in more, deeper, messier, and more complicated threads - kingdoms, enfeoffments, history, power, and so on."
He took a deep breath.
"I don't know when it started. What I have to face is no longer a line."
"It's made up of countless threads - the entire web."
As he finished speaking, Thales suddenly felt that the Fuxing Palace in the distance began to change from an illusory silhouette, as if it had stepped out of a painting, with sharp edges and corners as if it had substance.
Glover tried hard to understand the prince's words.
Cohen felt drowsy after listening to it, and simply wandered into space.
"So it is ethereal and mysterious, empty and invisible, and its shape cannot be seen in the clouds and fog."
“But it’s also more oppressive and suffocating.”
"The worst thing is that it is tightly linked to my every move, every word and every thought."
Thales stared at the Fuxing Palace in front of him, only to feel that the thick and substantial feeling became more and more clear, as if there was a sharp edge, which made people feel even more uncomfortable.
"Under its shadow, I am no longer the me I know, no longer the Thales Shining Star who was fighting for his life in the north."
"My every move and every move is firmly tied by it, and I can no longer make choices freely and without any worries."
Thales touched his heart.
"But when I drew my sword and looked around, I was confused and confused. I didn't know where to cut."
Thales exhaled, but his eyes became firmer.
"Net - forgive me for being blunt, Your Highness," Grover shook his head:
"I didn't understand something."
"Ha, you didn't understand?" Cohen came back to his senses and was overjoyed:
"so I--"
Thales glanced sideways:
"You understand?"
Cohen received this glance and his tone suddenly became awkward:
"I, that, eh..."
"Very good," Thales raised his eyebrows:
"I knew you understood."
Cohen's expression froze.
"What a pity," Thales sighed:
"No one else understands."
Glover looked at this and that, completely confused.
"It doesn't matter, we understand, that's enough." Thales patted Cohen on the shoulder with a pleased expression.
In response, Cohen could only muster an awkward but polite smile.
A few seconds later, Thales burst out laughing.
"No kidding - in fact, everyone has experienced that feeling, but many times, we don't realize it."
Thales' tone became serious.
"For example, you, Zombie, are now from a noble family and serving the throne, but you have gone through ups and downs in the past and are covered in mud. The two are entangled with each other. Every time you try to reach out to one of them, the other one will roll back and suffocate you."
Glover's expression changed slightly,
"It's like you, Cohen. You brave the battlefield alone with only a sword, overcoming obstacles and overcoming all difficulties. But at the end of the day, you realize that what you have to face is far more than just crime and law and order, but everything in the lower city."
Cohen was startled and thought silently.
"Like me, you are facing a whole network."
Thales sighed and turned around again, facing the seemingly endless Fuxing Avenue and the Fuxing Palace hidden among countless crowds of people.
They were silent for a while.
"Then," Glover's voice was hard and stagnant, as if he had encountered some difficulties and obstacles, "What should we do?"
Thales's pupils slowly narrowed, but the scene reflected in them trapped Fuxing Palace tightly.
"According to the leader of the Black Street Brotherhood..."
"First of all," Thales recalled Dragon Blood's madness that night and unconsciously raised the corner of his mouth:
"We need to change our minds."
Grover's expression remained unchanged, his eyes moved.
Cohen said confused:
“Brain—how to change it?”
Thales lowered his head and looked at the scar in his hand again.
"The snare we face can never be cut, broken free, let alone untied."
As Thales spoke, he slowly stretched out his hand toward Fuxing Palace, stretching out his fingers to cover every corner of this ancient palace.
"But it is precisely because of this," the prince said softly, as if there was no presence, "you, me, him, them - everyone is in it."
The young man's tone was cold and his eyes were indifferent. Grover felt a slight chill behind his back.
"Be under its control for a long time."
Thales clenched his fists tightly and completely held the Fuxing Palace in his palms.
"There is no way to escape."
The next moment, Thales decisively stepped out of the street corner and onto Fuxing Avenue.
Glover and Cohen looked at each other, each confused, but Thales had already gone away, so they both had to catch up.
At this moment.
"Dian...Huaiya!"
The three of them turned their heads and saw another cloaked figure hurriedly catching up on the other side of the road.
When the other party came closer, Thales saw his face clearly and said in surprise:
"Conmuto, are you awake?"
I saw Gianluca Conmuto—the second-class guard officer of the royal guard who was knocked down by Cohen and Glover in the Leiya Club—panting and trembling with excitement, as if he had survived a desperate situation:
"It scared me to death. When I woke up, you were all gone. There was only a man in front of me who was pulling down his pants..."
Cohen frowned and looked at Glover, who had no expression on his face.
Conmuto burst into tears:
"I went back to Mindis Hall, but you were not there. I went to Fuxing Palace, and the guards also said that you didn't come, so I could only run to Dongcheng District to call for someone..."
Conmuto suddenly saw Cohen's figure and immediately gritted his teeth:
"Hey, you're the bastard..."
Cohen was startled and quickly lowered his hood:
"Ahem, Robik, this is Robik Dilla..."
"Robik Dilla..."
Conmuto's face suddenly changed as he muttered this name.
"What a courage!"
He grabbed Cohen by the collar:
"How dare you impersonate Director Luobik of the West City Police Department!"
Cohen, who was at a loss when his identity was revealed, was forced to bow his head and lean forward:
"Let me tell you, I am a security officer in the inner city, and I know the internal personnel of the security department very well..."
Thales had a headache and coughed:
"Karabyan."
"This guy is the heir to the Vola Territory and the Twin Towers Sword, Cohen Karabiyan, and he is now working as a security officer in the royal capital."
Conmuto was stunned and spent a few seconds thinking about the meaning of this name.
"Oh oh oh, it turns out to be Master Karabyan!"
The guard officer instantly became as enthusiastic as fire and his smile was as bright as a flower.
He grasped Cohen's collar and loosened his arm, then naturally transitioned to sorting out the other person's clothes:
"What a coincidence. Well, I used to be a security officer, and we were traveling together. Oops, there was a misunderstanding. If I had known you were visiting secretly..."
Cohen looked at him blankly, unable to react.
However, the next second, another crying voice came from the distance:
"Your Highness!"
Several people were shocked: another man in casual clothes, with a stiff posture and a limp, squirmed towards them, and passers-by looked sideways.
Glover saw the other person's face clearly and covered his forehead in pain.
"D.D?"
Thales frowned:
"Aren't you recovering from your injuries?"
The first-class security officer beside Thales, Danny Doyle, rushed towards the young man with his eyes shining brightly:
"Yes, Your Highness! But I, Conmuto came to my house to find me. I heard about the Mindis Hall-"
"Silence!"
Glover picked up D.D unceremoniously and pulled him to the corner of the street. At the same time, he paid careful attention to the left and right and whispered:
"Huai Ya. His Highness's current pseudonym is Huai Ya."
D.D was stunned for a moment and then reacted:
"Oh oh oh, okay, Waiya! Conmuto didn't explain clearly. What did you say when you went to find a woman, and you found a man who was neither a man nor a woman, and then a strong and hard man came, and then
He fainted from the pain, and you disappeared—"
"Hey, D.D! Long time no see!" Cohen appeared beside Doyle happily and slapped him on the back!
"Ouch!" Doyle screamed and threw himself into Glover's arms.
"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Cohen stretched out his hand in confusion, with a puzzled look on his face:
"Why do you walk like a duck and explode when you slap it?"
D.D endured the severe pain in his back, lay on Glover, and looked back.
"What are you doing?"
Doyle twisted his face, pointed his thumb at Cohen angrily, and asked Glover in a low voice:
"Why this guy?"
Glover calmly peeled him off his body.
"You know, the fool next to Dian-Huaiya asked for leave. We couldn't find another fool, so we had to ask him to replace him."
Doyle groaned weakly, and then became confused:
"Oh, the idiot's replacement...wait, who is the idiot who asked for leave?"
Glover pursed his lips.
"Hey! You two!"
Cohen waved his hand angrily:
"Don't say bad things behind my back - I can hear you! I, listen! Got! Got it! Do you hear it? I can hear it! Do you hear it?"
Glover shrugged at D.D.
D.D frowned and looked at Cohen, then at Glover, who had returned to being cold, but finally lowered his head and sighed.
"Okay, a fool is a fool, maybe I really am," Doyle helplessly hit Cohen on the shoulder:
"Anyway, thank you for taking my place and accompanying His Highness."
Now it was Cohen's turn to be surprised:
"Eh? What's wrong with you today? It's not the same as usual? Why don't you talk back?"
"It's okay, just before I do something now," Doyle tightened the clothes behind his back and grinned bitterly:
"Everything must be weighed on the scales first."
As soon as these words came out, Glover couldn't help but look at him with admiration.
"Fuck," Cohen looked at Doyle in surprise:
"Playboy brother...you have grown up!"
Doyle returned him a melancholy smile.
So Cohen felt relieved and slapped D.D on the back again without hesitation.
Listening to Doyle's screams and watching their reunion, Thales curled up his lips and suddenly felt that today was not so bad.
But at that moment, something strange arose in his heart.
Um?
Thales turned back subconsciously and looked at the crowd behind him.
The moment he turned his head, the crowd on the street suddenly became commotion.
“It’s so noisy in the back.”
"what happens?"
"Were there a car accident?"
The other members of the Star Lake Guard also noticed the commotion and turned around.
But the commotion quickly changed its tone, and panic spread among the crowd's whispers.
"Quick, get out of the way!"
"Whose horse was frightened!"
"Why did you suddenly go crazy?"
"Who can hold it?"
Thales's face changed: the strange feeling became more and more serious.
The next moment, a huge black shadow appeared in the street market and rushed out of the crowd!
Getting closer and closer to them.
Glover, Cohen, D.D and Conmuto also saw this scene and all changed their colors.
"It's coming here!"
"Run!"
The panicked whispers turned into screams of fear, and people on the street fled in all directions to avoid the shadows!
The movement of the black shadow was so great that it stirred up countless strong winds.
It enveloped Thales and his group, the speed was full of pressure, and it was coming in a blink of an eye!
"careful--"
Before Thales could react, Glover swooped over and pinned him firmly to the ground.
"What the hell -" Before D.D could finish his surprised words, he was knocked down by both Cohen and Conmuto.
Thales only felt a huge black shadow passing over his head, driving a strong wind like a blade, causing their cloaks to tremble endlessly!
And that strange feeling has reached its peak.
Knock, knock…
The black shadow fell to the ground behind them, turning into a rhythmic treading sound, and gradually moved away.
"Your Highness, are you okay?" Glover climbed up in embarrassment:
"Damn beast!"
Thales, who once again received VIP service from the Royal Guards, spat out the dust from his mouth in pain and only had time to poke his head out of the zombie's arms.
Doyle pushed away the two big guys on his body and grimaced under the pain of the whiplash and fall:
"Where did this beast come from? It dared to attack the royal family - holy shit, it's back again!"
Thunk, cluck, cluck, cluck—
The rapid sound of horse hooves sounded again, and everyone was shocked again:
The huge black shadow in the distance turned sharply, turned around again, and rushed towards them!
"Which idiot's horse is this? He's riding around in the city. Let's see if I don't cut him." Cohen rolled up his sleeves angrily.
"No, an ordinary frightened horse would not be so persistent. It might have been drugged and came specifically for His Highness!" Conmuto analyzed vigilantly.
"Hey, stop talking. Someone come and help me..." This was D.D. who was groaning in pain.
Glover was aroused, jumped up, gritted his teeth and drew his sword:
"Kill it!"
"Wait a minute." But Thales suddenly stretched out his hand, held his sword firmly, and stood up.
The young man took a deep breath, ran a few steps, and opened his arms toward the approaching black figure!
Glover subconsciously stretched out his hand to stop the prince, but failed.
Everyone took a breath of cold air.
And with lightning speed, the black shadow swept through the dust and rushed towards Thales!
"No, no, no, no—" D.D was heartbroken.
The next second, the black shadow's hooves kicked the ground continuously, slowing down greatly and stirring up countless dust!
In front of the stunned people, the black shadow changed from galloping to fast walking, then to normal steps. Finally, it took elegant little steps and came to Thales, bowing its head obediently.
"Beautiful, I didn't hit anything, and my posture when crossing obstacles is much more skillful," Thales smiled and stretched out his hand to pet the black horse:
"good girl."
The black horse's eyes were bright and he snorted happily.
It thrust its head forward, clamped Thales between its chin and neck, and rubbed him back and forth.
"Yes, I know, I miss you too," Thales was helpless by its intimate "hug", but the trembling feeling in his heart turned into peace. He gently combed the other person's mane,
Said softly:
"Jenny."
The Star Lake guards—and Cohen—all stared at this scene in stunned silence.
"This is, D.D. You read a lot, tell me, what is this scene?" Cohen poked Doyle blankly.
"Uh, let me - don't touch my back - let me think," Doyle looked at Thales who was immersed in joy and had no time to care about their scene. He frowned and thought for a while:
"Wedding a new love?"
Conmuto observed his words, waving his hands to disperse the curious onlookers behind the mess:
"It's gone, it's gone, it's all gone, the security officer is here! What's there to see? I've never seen a second-generation officer racing a car - racing a horse?"
His severity had some effect, and the crowd slowly dispersed, but it was not as effective as Glover's method - the zombie stepped forward with a cold face, took off the money bag from D.D's waist without any explanation, opened its mouth, and swung it into the distance
There was a sky full of coins and tickets.
Amid D.D's dissatisfied protests and the crowd's bustle, Glover and others escorted Thales and his new mount away from the "crime scene".
But before he had gone far, Glover turned around vigilantly: several figures, regardless of the coins on the ground, ran through the crowd against the trend and ran towards him panting.
"Uncle, in front, right in front!"
"Take it easy, kid, where is the noose?"
"That thing is useless! Remember, the mute got caught last time, and he ran away and flew kites all afternoon..."
"snort."
"Try it with good horse food!"
"Or wear His Highness's clothes..."
"Damn it, how many times has this happened? It has never dared to be so crazy when that dead man's face was around..."
"No one can stop me. This time I will chop up this crazy horse and feed it to the mute——"
"snort."
The Xinghu guards stood up in formation vigilantly, blocking the way of incoming people.
The chatter stopped abruptly, and the people who came all stopped and looked at the Star Lake Guards warily.
Glover frowned:
There were four people coming. Although they were dusty, they were all fully armed. Among them, the elder wore a sword and a shield on his back, the younger one had a spear on his back, and one of them actually wore a strange mask that covered half of his face from his chin to the lower part of his face.
parts of the face.
Their leader was a young man with a heroic face and a sword hanging from his waist. He stared blankly at the black horse who was getting intimate with Thales.
But their positions - Glover became increasingly vigilant - were extremely professional, spreading out to the left and right to guard each other's blind spots.
Not a gangster, but a veteran who has been on the battlefield and seen blood.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
Cohen suddenly screamed, his face beaming with joy, and he rushed between the two groups of people.
When the strangers saw Cohen, their expressions also changed. Some were surprised, some were disgusted, and some were surprised and then disgusted.
"That, I know, I know!"
Cohen opened and closed his lips, danced, and opened his arms toward the leading young man:
"Let me introduce, this is my -"
But the young man just passed by Cohen blankly, ignoring his embrace.
Cohen held his arms empty and could only raise his arms in embarrassment.
Until he saw the next person.
In front of him, the weird man wearing a silver mask snorted and looked at the security officer angrily.
"mine……"
Cohen's smile became extremely ugly, his arms softened, and his voice trembled:
"--friend?"
On the other side, the brave-looking young man's breathing quickened and his chest heaved. He walked towards Thales step by step, his face full of disbelief.
"Your Highness... Your Highness?"
Likewise, Thales, who was holding Jenny in one hand, looked back at him and showed a faint smile:
"Waia."
The heroic young man - Huaiya, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, took a sharp breath. From disbelief to ecstasy, he caught up in two steps:
"Your Highness, it's you, it's really you!"
But Glover raised his arm coldly and stood between Huaiya and Thales.
Huaiya woke up and stopped suddenly in front of Thales.
He glanced at Glover, forced himself to recall the past star etiquette, embarrassedly sorted out the messy and random descriptions caused by traveling for many days, and bowed respectfully and primly.
Thales opened his mouth, but could only come out with a few words:
"Yes, it's me."
Huaiya blinked hard, adjusted his breathing, and turned around in surprise:
"I was just talking to the mute..."
The masked weirdo snorted hoarsely and turned his head.
Huaiya ignored him and just looked at Thales excitedly, speaking incoherently:
"You don't know, when you were kidnapped in Longxiao City...Uncle Genard said this was all your plan, but I can't believe it..."
The old man with sword and shield on his back showed a faint smile.
"The Meteorite examined each of us from beginning to end...until he returned to Longxiao City with wounds all over his body..."
Huaiya was so excited that he could not speak coherently.
"Until the news comes that you have returned to the kingdom, we-"
But Thales smiled, very pleased.
The next second, he crossed Glover and the distance between the prince and the attendant, stretched out his arms freely, and hugged Waiya firmly under the surprised eyes of the attendant.
Everyone's expressions changed.
"Thank you, Wyatt."
Thales pressed his chin on Huai Ya's shoulder, trying to suppress the trembling in his voice:
"Thank you for coming back."
Huaiya was also stunned. He looked at the prince's unseemly and sincere behavior and had nowhere to put his hands:
"Your Highness, Your Highness?"
Thales took a deep breath and suddenly felt that the net he was in was no longer so thick and deep:
"You don't know, you don't know what this means to me."
Huaiya hesitated for a few seconds, but he finally smiled, hugged the boy back naturally, and patted his back.
"I know, Your Highness, I know—just like before."
yes.
Thales closed his eyes.
just like before.
"Fuck," now it was D.D's turn to be stunned. He stared at the new young man who was hugged by the prince:
"What's going on?"
Cohen sighed, thinking of his military career, he sighed: